Grand Rising.
Everyone is dead.
Save no one.
Walk outside.
Watch people texting and driving like morons.
The dopamine hit feels so good that they will risk life...theirs and yours.
Natural eye contact feels so weird that the phone becomes the hiding place.
Hidden in plain sight.
Look at them. LOOK.
People don’t even want to make eye contact anymore.
They will avert. They will look up at the sky. The ceiling. The floor. A wall.
They are too scared.
They are not happy.
Pretend happy.
Pose in cool place with good lighting to make it look picture perfect you fucking zombie.
Give in to the Algo. The Algo is your god. Suck on the Algo. Say ‘Yes. Thank you Daddy Algo.’ Open wide.
This is now the source of life and happiness.
This is where you get to act aggressive. This is where you show strength. This is where you are sexual.
This is where we like you.
In pretend land.
From 3D in regression to 2D.
Let it eat you alive.
Algo hungry.
You will never be touched...only tapped...swiped...scrolled.
The phone screen. The computer screen. The tablet screen. The HD TV screen.
TV. Television. Tell-A-Vision.
You are captured by Santeria. Mesa Blanca. Dark Magic. White Noise. It owns you now.
You laugh.
Laughter is a coping mechanism for the weak and stupid. - lol.
Welcome to THIS place.
The place you are trying to return to.
The place you have separated from because you thought the shiny new plasma screen place was better.
Because you could curate it.
You could add pics and music. You could use a vignette. You could save and share it. Save it. Share it. Don’t look at it. Don’t remember it.
Consume it like a cracker.
Barely thinking about what it means or what it does only knowing that you want to stuff it IN you just for that one...extra...dopamine hit.
This is all pointless anyway.
You’re not going to really be liked all that much...the connection will never be as deep as you want or need it to be.
This is your pain.
You don’t remember what it’s like to remember.
Only to frame and crop and edit.
What’s left?
EXIT.
Nothing else is left but to exit.
To cut the apps.
To leave the phone at home when you go for a walk or a drive.
To turn it off.
World back online.
Air and Vision back online.
Thoughts and intuition back online.
Original system booting up.
STOP THE VIRUS. INSTALL THE PATCH.
THE MANUAL FOR THE REBOOT IS HERE.
The Algorithm didn’t do this.
The best thing about the prison you are in is that the door has always been open.
Always.
Been.
Open.
But the cage speaks.
It feels like it is giving to you. It makes you feel feelings back to back to back to back.
The cage is welcoming.
It loves you.
Stay.
You are free to leave anytime. The door is right behind you.
But don’t turn around.
There’s so much more here for you.
You can be Informed. Entertained. Enraged. Happy.
The cage is watching you watch.
We like to see your micro expressions and place them into a spread sheet along with billions of other users next to trillions of data set points that all interact with each other.
It’s not natural to have that many emotions and reactions so close to each other so often.
But you’re not here for natural.
You’re here for more.
The cage is here to give you as much as you want.
Consume.
Eat.
Be naturally unnatural...unnaturally natural.
You can be anything in the cage.
Except yourself. :(-- :(-- :(-- :(-- :(--
To be yourself you must EXIT,
YOUR. unCONSCIOUS. SELF.
Feel. Look. Breathe. Smell. Taste.
Now. True. Powerful.
Not what was before. Not what comes next.
How?
System Patch.
Manual Reboot.
There are infinite ways.
BUT you want direct to source...minimum time/maximum impact.
There are no meditation videos here...those are available in the cage.
Outside the cage you become violent...vibrant...victorious.
You become source.
[STOP BUFFERING. START REBOOTING. GET THE MANUAL.]
Exit Strategies.
Two choices.
ONE.
Live and love in the cage.
Feed the machine.
Watch the porn.
Fill the cloud.
Collect the tabs and links.
Die over and over on a daily basis.
Blame depression and anxiety and ADHD and neurodivergence.
Fade away from society and pretend it’s not worth it to leave the house.
Fade from human...become data.
Safe. Warm. Dead.
TWO.
Walk out.
Eat better.
Live better.
Sleep better.
Fuck people pleasing.
Stop algorithm egg shell walking.
Be hard-core you and nobody else.
I am sitting in Puerto Rico right now.
I am fasting.
I am purging the system.
I am drinking lemon water and coffee.
I am not running on sugar.
I am not running on validation.
I am running on Pure Signal.
My mind is clear. My eyes are open.
I can see the game.
I can see the wires.
You are looking through the glass at the freedom I have.
You want this?
Do you really want this?
It’s going to hurt.
You are going to feel lonely.
You are going to feel bored.
You are going to feel the silence screaming at you.
That is where the power is.
The silence is not empty.
The silence is HEAVY.
It has weight.
It has substance.
Most people are terrified of the weight.
They run back to the cage because the cage is light.
The cage is fluff.
Air and nothingness.
You want the Heavy & Real?
The Social Conditioning Patch is the instruction manual for the exit.
It is the map for the territory you are too scared to enter.
It is not a guide on how to be happy.
It is a guide on how to be REAL.
Get the Patch.
Boot the system.
Wake up.