Good evening, all those who read this short reflection on our current hypernormalised joyride we call reality.
There are, of course, those who do not want us to speak as I will on this topic. I suspect even now algorithms are shifting against such writing and digital debris is blowing in its way. Why? Because while distraction may be used in lieu of conversation, ideas outside of the simulation we all experience will always retain their power. Ideas through words offer the means to meaning and for those who will listen, the manifestation of truth. And the truth is, there is something horribly wrong with the Corona Virus lockdown, isn’t there?
Democracy dying and self imprisonment…intolerance and oppression…distrust of anyone outside of our own claustrophobic family unit. And as the freedom to object dwindles, to think and discuss what you saw fit, we are now installing circuits of censors, caution into our culture with subtle systems of surveillance to coerce your conformity and subversively solidify your submission.
How will this happen? Who’s to blame? There are those elites who are more responsible than others, and one hopes that they will be held accountable. But again, the truth be told…if you’re looking for those guilty of manifesting this self imposed prison, suicide of our freedom and of our children’s future, you need only look into a mirror. Deep down we know why we are doing it. We are afraid and who can blame us? Disease. Death. Blurry images of overrun hospitals. Conflicting information. Fear to even suspect that it’s all a lie. There are a litany of obstacles which conspire to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense.
Fear has gotten the best of us and in our panic we have trusted the untrustworthy and imprisoned ourselves. They have promised a cure. They have promised to save lives. They have enlisted the Hollywood elite to instruct us that this is the right move. And all they demand in return is our silent, obedient consent to destroy our freedom.
Yet we still have a choice. If we allow our own thought patterns to flow instead of the narrative that the septic facebook trending delivers directly into our consciousness then maybe we will choose not to submit to this. We may choose not to imprison ourselves over our annual flu season. We yet may call into question the instructions of our untrustworthy politicians who have reliably been unreliable at all other times. We may ask, should they be steering this ship with so much on the line?
This choice is still ours.