This is a Culture Built by Morons for Morons

The asylum no longer looks like the above image. The asylum looks like our homes, our malls, our fast food and sit-down restaurants, our phones, tablets, computers, Alexa, Google Assistant, and all of the ‘conveniences’ that we hold so precious and dear, despite that they’re all driving us insane.

There is an old phrase: ‘useful idiot.’ We are inundated with them. They beset us on all sides. They are our talking heads on TV, on social media, they are our corporate bosses. Most likely, many of them are our ‘friends’ on social media and as well in real life.

These useful idiots say things like, “LOL!” “It’s always been bad,” or “we’ve never had it so good,” and a litany of pat phrases, snark and pablum. Meaningless, useless ‘positive’ thinking that masks the heart of the world that we live in, and the culture that we are forced to be a part of whether we like it or not. Like children being led to their own demise with candy, our culture is made up mostly of people who not only haven’t the slightest idea as to the damage that has been done to humanity by this moronic culture but, worse, choose to be oblivious to the entire charade of lies. They have their candy and deep down, in their heart of hearts, they know where we are heading. And thus they want everyone to go with them into the pits of Hell.

In America, we go to make-work jobs where meetings and gibberish qualify as meaningful to both middle and upper management. These idiots cannot grasp the concept of ‘buyer’s remorse.’ Forget the fact that most everything that we are told is useful is anything but, forget that our make-work culture costs so much money to prop up, and that most of the time our days amount to nothing more than punching clocks and pretending that we did something, when in reality the only thing we did was provide fodder for the mental masturbation of this pointless make-work culture. The useful idiots care not. Their only desire is to go home each day convinced that the nine o’clock meeting that went nowhere at all was a force for good. They’ll by a Ford Fiesta with a blown headgasket and in a meeting or two, walk out convinced they purchased a Bugatti. It would be beyond hilarious were it not for the fact that it is a daily, never-ending nightmare.

So we buy things. We go home at night and watch TV. We get on Amazon and click buttons that allow us to get things we really don’t need for a discounted price if we’re willing to sign up for a 90 day trial. The shows we watch taunt us, train us, tempt us, and despise us all, and we cluck cluck away, knowing that we’re being played but the dopamine rush is somehow sufficient to keep us docile and calm. Alpha states with no resolution. It’s a world where what we want is all we want until it’s ours, whereupon the things we bought then have no meaning at all, and we’re onto the next recommended item when we go back to Amazon.

We pay attention to rabid feminists, identity politic insanity, and listen to people who long ago disqualified themselves from logically being able to publicly voice opinions on issues that matter. We celebrate and promote insanity. We think we’re being kind, compassionate, and inclusive. In reality, we’re giving the pulpit to the insane every day, and each week more and more lunatics reach out and grab that pulpit, and preach to us the words of the mad, and we sit there and listen as though prophets speak. We have allowed these morons to dictate our own beliefs. Envy and Hubris taint their every thought and word; they are mad as hatters with their perceived slights, offenses, and micro-aggressions. Instead of being honest and true to ourselves and them, we instead manifest misplaced guilt and shame, act on those misplaced feelings, and then virtue-signal like good little animals in Pavlovian experiments, berating ourselves, our own culture, and our own beliefs, with the foolish and flat-out stupid notion that we owe the insane something other than harsh truth and perhaps psychological treatment for their mental defects.

When the truth sometimes tries its best to smack us in the face, we ignore it. We have no True God in America. We have idols. False gods and false religions abound. When they fall down, we prop them up. When they fail, we make excuses for them. When the machinations of the world that presented these false gods to us step in and demand that we fall in line with the insanity inscribed on these false idols and religions, we go along, pretending that we do something that is meaningful.

We don’t have the guts anymore to let our conveniences and comforts crumble around us in order to be true to ourselves. Because in order to be true to ourselves, we must have a firm system of beliefs that we have built through years of sifting through lies and truths until we arrive at something tangible. We are weak, lost. But by God, we’re comfortable and affluent, so who the hell cares? Keep quiet and let Amazon, social media, TV shows, news media, politicians, charlatans and the flat-out demonic and insane rule over us because so long as we do, we are given our daily carrots on sticks. We get to keep our make-work jobs. We get to keep spouting bullshit on our social media accounts. We get to keep pretending that the culture that we live in is the best humanity has ever experienced.

Meanwhile our souls die, our lives waste away, and our ability to think for ourselves is overridden more by the day. We are cowards.

Daily more Americans succumb to this moronic culture built around us, as though the entirety of our nation is willing to commit mass suicide with our own souls.

So long as we’re comfortable and Alexa still answers our inane questions, Amazon still offers one-day shipping, and the latest episode of our favorite TV show still comes on at the allotted time.



A Very Old Con

Beware the ally with much to gain by quickly coming to your aid.

The prominent conservative is likely a radio mogul, podcast host, writer, or perhaps YouTube personality. Given that nearly every form of media and entertainment in America generally leans toward the issues of the day, which currently are social justice in nature, and thus the direction in which it leans is left, most prominent conservatives express unwelcome viewpoints. Most prominent conservative personalities are speaking to those who feel like-minded, and in their own way marginalized. Those who feel themselves marginalized on the other side of the spectrum have nothing to fear from the prominent conservative. His stance is clear, and easy to recognize.

The prominent leftist, however, is another thing entirely.

The worship of the celebrity generally occurs towards the end of a once-powerful civilization. The West is in complete decline, so the fact that this age-old weakness has reappeared is not terribly surprising. Humans look to gods, and the limo-bound celebrity makes an easy false one to worship without many immediate consequences.

Like any false god, however, their powers are limited, as are there responses to any issue with the human condition overall. To us, their lives appear as the ultimate freedom. They are lavished with money and praise daily, what could be better? In reality, they are slaves; commodities to be sold, with or without their consent. Public opinion can destroy them in a few tweets. One word spoken awry can vanquish their careers, to the point of quite literally being erased from their own previous work.

Within the parameters of such a rigid and volatile status, it seems safe to say that few humans could do anything aside from doing everything possible to follow the rules laid out before them, as best they can. It seems like a nightmare prison. To be forced to deconstruct and reconstruct ones self based on the whims of momentary socio-political issues that are trending seems like a terribly miserable way to live. In this context, it’s much easier to understand the many melt-downs that occur in our entertainment media. Reality truly is stranger than fiction, and not everyone can handle the meeting of the two.

It seems to be only two personality types that manage to succeed in our vast entertainment media: those who have enough self-awareness and principles grounded deep enough to survive being disagreeable and those who give themselves over wholly to whatever the script requires. Much like the prominent conservative, those who feel marginalized have nothing to fear from the first type. If you ask their opinion perhaps they will tell you, but mostly, they want to work. The second type, however, is more dangerous than the scorpion. It’s a serpent, and it sheds its skin with each new social issue of the day.

What must go through the mind of the celebrity who is dedicated to the leftist social issues of the day? At their level of notoriety, any sensible part of left-leaning ideas are forgone into the realm of extreme political correctness, a gaping vortex of endless nano-aggressions,  insults, hate-speech and miseries. That black hole is never on a full stomach.

At any moment a misspoken word could bring the entirety of the Social Media mob atop them, at which point the horrifying decision has to be made as whether or not to withstand the onslaught or begin deleting old tweets. They will appear on Daily Mail first, and if the story sells, other news outlets will pick them up. The whole thing was just a joke, but in the bottomless pit of modern politically-correct aggressions, a Cardinal Sin was formed and escaped. Tried in the court of public opinion, most of them know the outcome already, the mob rules the day, and there is no place for double-plus-ungood hate speech. Jobs will vanish and status will be destroyed.

Would you truly trust an ally with such forced neuroses and limitations who suddenly rushed to your aid without your very consent?

Take no celebrity ally, no matter socio-political leaning, without always asking one question: “Who benefits?” Ask that enough times and the answer always appears. A mind is a terrible thing to waste, especially our own. When it tells us to beware the scorpion, it isn’t lying.

Beware the ally with much to gain by quickly coming to your aid.

Even the Wolf Knows How to Nurture.

What a world we live in today. One of peer pressure, social pressure, ‘screwed down anti-human views,’ and all manner of ways in which we are tamped down into the dirt daily, told to shove our faces in it so that we do not see reality.

Today, most of the populous believes that going against the grain is going against traditional societal norms. Traditional norms that have stood the test of time and temptation. And yet the result is that everyone is different and unique, just like everyone else. Bucking the basic common sense of societal and natural norms isn’t free-thinking at all. To be a free thinker in our world has nothing to do with tattoos, being a parishioner in the congregation of Climate Change, wearing an ‘I Got an Abortion!’ tee-shirt, looking into the past for institutionalized racism, misogyny, or any other cause du jour of our day.

Being a free thinker means exactly what the phrase intends. If one is parroting a popular cultural opinion, it is not free thought, it is regurgitation. Not once in the history of all humanity has anyone been provocative or original with their thoughts and opinions without making immediate enemies of some form. The human being is above the animals partly because of his ability to ponder the world and respond to it outside of the will of the herd when necessary.  Still the herd is the herd today as it was yesterday, and it will do its best to trample you for daring to voice genuinely honest and brutal opinions about the stupidity and vapid virtue signalling of our day.

So reach down and scrape it, and howl into the herd a primal scream of reality.

There will be consequences, of this there is no question. This is why peer pressure and social pressure work: we feel fear of rejection. It’s only natural, as humans are meant to be communal creatures, and no digital community can take the place of actual, human interaction. But social media, perhaps the best virus every written in the history of computing, has utterly reprogrammed first-world humanity. It has removed empathy, context, critical thought, and reason from us. In the place of those things are outrage and revenge; we live in a ‘hit-back’ culture where people believe that they simply must answer every ‘call out’ with an explanation.

The hell with that.

The best answer to the ‘call out’ culture of our day is to respond by saying, “You are free to express your opinion. You are also free to shove that opinion.”

But at times one must be gentle as a dove and wise as a serpent. Being willing to crash and burn and take the consequences of going against the herd is the most important part of the equation, but still only a part of that equation. Though we need more blunt instruments in our world willing to defy the nonsense of our culture these days, nuance is necessary. To a hammer, everything is a nail, including one’s own thumb if the aim isn’t true. And when swinging wildly, there is always the chance of hitting someone on the head who might have otherwise been willing to hear a different perspective if offered with empathy and kindness. Knowing when to tell someone ‘calling you out’ to shove it is as important as developing the necessary muscles required to have the strength to buck the current trends. Tapping into the truth of reality to find that ‘primal scream’ is the first step. The second is learning to control the power. There are people in this world who feel genuinely marginalized because of many things, and our constant stream of news, entertainment, social media posts, and all the other noise drives them even further towards that notion of marginalization.

But many of them are willing to listen if we are willing to be more than just a blunt instrument. The Christ planted seeds, He did not badger. He was also a master of language and (for obvious reasons) had an understanding of the human condition far beyond any other human. It behooves those of us looking to walk against the grain of modern society to follow His example, and not simply argue for argument’s sake, but rather to listen, to genuinely have ears to hear, and frame our discourse with those who disagree from a standpoint of wanting to understand their thought processes, and merely have conversations with them, rather than attempt to vilify their opinions or even attempt to change their minds. Their minds are theirs, just as are their beliefs. Hammering them as nothing more than blunt instruments convinces no one of anything, and changing their minds really isn’t within the scope of our abilities anyway. What we can offer is a different perspective on their own notions of our own belief systems. I’m not talking about being ‘nice.’ I’m talking about being honest without the need to win the discussion. There is no prize for ‘winning’ an argument other than a dopamine rush.

People in the first world are terrified on all sides. Even if it is only intuited, most know that the systems that we have mistakenly depended on for so long are falling apart from within, and most have no idea where their place will be in the coming brave new world. A primal scream is needed to wake many from their slumber, but there is no need to scream in the face of those who disagree. The call of the wild will draw those who seek something better toward that call, and many will answer it and then fall away, lacking the strength to abandon the herd and follow the pack of loners willing to forgo the constant and debilitating comfort of our world in favor of reality. The strong have something of a responsibility to lead without ripping apart.

Even the wolf knows how to nurture.

No One is Equal

Those addicted to the notion of egalitarianism have made a grievous error: they have far overshot their mark, and having done so, they have forced their hand on all of us, and it is no secret that this forced hand has pushed decent people into a corner, to the point that there is no more room for the horseshit being fed to us all. Most of us are sick to the stomach of all the bullshit.

There are Nazis and white nationalists. White supremacists and far-right fringe people. There are communists and fascists, brownshirts and Islamists. There are all manner of ideologies that pervert every single facet of humanity. They have been here for ages, but the virus of social media and the twenty four hour news cycle have given all of these pitiable fools the airplay that they never deserved to have. As such, perspective and context have been lost. The only thing left is outrage.

And people buy outrage as though it were prime-cut steak on sale for a tenth of the normal price. Our digital news media has exploited this to the degree that they are traitors to their own nation. Say what you want about the Great Orange One in the White House, he is not wrong when he says that our news media is the enemy of the people. Whine on and on about ‘free speech’ and all of those things if it makes one feel better. It makes no difference. Our news media seeks to divide us, to cull us like cattle and sheep into different groups, tribes that focus on self-interest and have little in the way of compassion for other tribes that do not feel and speak exactly the same.

You see, Hubris begets Nemesis every time. The Greeks knew this. Early Christians knew this, and they called it Pride. Call it what you like, but the Devil is always in those details, and he seeks nothing less than to divide and conquer, for he has no other weapon in his arsenal with which to separate us from God. Evil cannot create, it can only bastardize what is good and true, flipping those things and turning them into diseases and mental disorders.

According to Biblical record, Satan desired to be equal to God, not so much to be above Him. A point missed so often. His desire was not based upon bettering himself in the long run by following the natural Laws that God had put into place. The desire he felt was one of envy: he sought to be equal to the Most High, something that he could never attain through such selfish and egotistical ways. Upon being cast down and coming to the very hard realization that he would never be equal to the Most High, his tactics changed: his goal then became one of tearing down God’s new and beloved creation, mankind. Knowing that we, just as the angels, were subject to Hubris and Pride, he made it his lifelong goal to corrupt and infect man with the same envy and Hubris that he felt.

It is difficult to deny his successes.

These things have been around since time immemorial, but as we reach the end of this epoch, it is apparent that the proliferation of data and information without proper context and study thanks to our digital age have resulted in a culture of entitlement, thanklessness, and weakness. Those who believe themselves to be ‘intelligent free thinkers’ are legion, while in reality, most do little more than absorb the talking points of the day, put their phones down, and feel good about themselves for buying into the narrative. We know everything and understand nothing. The true nature of humanity is lost to us, like Dead Sea Scrolls. We ask foolhardy questions about our own nature, despite that deep in our core we know the answers already. We wonder if there are ways to end things like ‘racism,’ when we know the truth of the matter. We talk about things like ‘gender’ equality while ignoring that very data that we worship which gives us insight into why men and women are different, and how these differences affect every aspect of our lives.

We pretend that culture, ethnicity, and race play no factor in our differences while simultaneously worshiping those very differences. Having little more than speculation and feelings, we lecture one another, demanding answers to questions that are idiotic in and of themselves. Despite that we all work together daily, and do our best to get along, we buy into the media narratives that we hate one another. And we do this because we love to ignore a basic truth of the human condition: NO ONE IS EQUAL. To believe otherwise is downright pathological.

To believe otherwise is downright pathological.

The notion of us all being equal is a feel-good delusion that has no basis in reality whatsoever. While we all may have been created equal in the sense that we all came into the world screaming once the doctor spanked our asses, once that moment has passed, there is no such thing as equality. There is hard work and merit. There are principles that separate cultures. There are those who simply surpass others because of natural talent. There are geographical variables. There are IQ variables. To believe that all of humanity could ever be equal is to believe that natural selection, if one believes in such, has no bearing at all. The notion of equality is not based in the modern religion of Science at all.

No one is equal. If we can swallow our pride and swallow this pill, then we can begin to make social change that has meaning, instead of the useless word salad nonsense that we are subjected to daily. The notion of universal, human equality possesses no empathy. It cannot differentiate reality from fiction. Like a soulless artificial intelligence, it disregards the true nature of humanity in favor of a homogenized, easily-controlled populous that does not think for itself, but rather chooses to follow the social narrative like sheep, lacking even the most basic of mental skills to think for itself.

No one is equal. I am rather thankful for that.

It’s the Staining Mark of a Beast of Some Kind, That’s for Certain

The Christian church, for as long as I’ve been alive and much earlier, has badgered the notion of the ‘mark of the beast’ to the point that reading the phrase makes the mind want to shut this down. Close the tab and go back to Facebook. The fear of the unknown sparks panic, and nothing induces panic like previously-unknown technology beginning to come to the forefront of culture after WWII. So there was speculation and panic. Everything from credit card numbers to bar codes were postulated to be the proverbial mark of the beast. It all made its own odd sense, but the human mind can recognize panic and speculation, and will make a decision as to when to ignore it and move on.

Though it’s never gone away, the ‘mark of the beast’ has a rather tainted reputation concerning authenticity.

Nice fonts at least.

What thoughts enter your mind when seeing that above graphic? I suspect I can relate to them.

Perhaps one day an actual beast will step from the ocean. Honestly, it wouldn’t surprise me in the least. In the meantime, however, more pragmatic thoughts are needed.


What is the ‘beast’ and what is said beast’s ‘mark?’ Of course, there a myriad theories and I ignore the vast majority of them. Mickey D’s version of Christianity, plaguing us for far too many years now, both oversimplifies and overspiritualizes them. The ideas from the Christian church are far too simplistic and yet over-analyzed. The ideas generally mean nothing to the public writ large. Breathless, conspiratorial hearsay and little more. Easy to ignore, easy to dismiss.

Look up the definition for beast and the English word returns a few variants. One of the most useful here is something not human. The Greek word used in the Bible (therion) has several definitions, some wolf-based, and some citing the word to mean a dangerous and venomous animal. A serpent fits this nicely. So we expound on this idea of a venomous animal.

A serpent generally lies in wait. It most often does not pop out of the weeds and declare itself. Growing up in the Deep South as I have, you learn to watch your step during certain times of the year in the woods, in a field of weeds, and so on. Unless it’s a rattler, nine of ten, it’s generally way too damn late by the time you know that the serpent is there and you just stepped on it. Never once have I encountered a snake (and I’ve encountered a helluva lot of them) when it required me to tattoo its name on my right hand or give it my credit card number. Whether the serpent is acting as a predator or in self-defense, the MO is the same: hide and wait until the best possible moment, then strike the blow.

When John the Revalator informed us that the number of the beast is the infamous 666, I believe it had less to do with ciphering out the name of the beast as it did determining the nature of the beast. The Bible cites the number 7 as being the number of the True God so many times that I’m not even going to try and list them here. In this sense, six is less than seven. The desire of Lucifer, and his ilk, is to be like unto God, but this desire has always and will always fail. The lesser gods will never attain the power and divinity they seek, for their aim is not pure. The Godhead rests in a state of pure perfection and harmony. The lesser gods, having rebelled, forfeited such a luxury, and thus spend their days twisting, spinning, and trying to change the entirety of the world in order to appear as powerful as the Godhead. Their desire burns within them like the fire of Hades—to be like the Most High. Yet they have missed the point entirely: they were already created as the image of the Most High, thus their desire is futile, and were they to simply obey the Laws of the Universe that the Most High put into motion, their very desire would thus be attained.


I look at our world today and I see a beast system already in place. Technology, entertainment, social media, instant gratification; all have led humanity again to a state of utter Hubris. Humanity possesses the same desire as the lesser gods, which is to be like the Most High, and thanks to the cleverness of humanity, we have created a world in which we want for nothing. We walk entitled through our madness as though we were ourselves gods.

Yet we are unfulfilled, bored, and self-destructive. We have no hope. We are not as the Most High, who is Love and Goodness, in the least.  We have lost touch entirely with the belief in the goodness of life itself.

Societies turn bad when they lose any sense of this goodness. Instead of expecting life to bring them positive things, people look toward it with a combination of paranoia and narcissism that has them seeing themselves as the likely victim.

This makes them want to preemptively strike against everyone and everything else. To them, it is no longer stealing or inaction when they take more than they need or avoid pitching in when necessary. They are merely protecting themselves against inevitable future victimhood.

In addition, they gain a sort of metaphysical solipsism that has them see themselves as the object of the acts of the universe. If it rains, it was designed to rain on them; if there is a shortage, life has injured them.

From this outlook a malevolent individualism is born which says, essentially, “I will do whatever I want, and should not be judged for this, because nothing good will come to me otherwise.” All individualism (hubris) goes this way, or at least, individualism does not arise without this latent attitude.

Individualism takes the opposite form of goodness. It says that the world is bad and the only good is found in the individual. In other words, we retreat into our individual selves because we perceive that our surroundings are hostile.

Western people originally had a sense of the goodness to life. We studied our world, did what was sensible, and received benefits; these corresponded to a notion of a metaphysical goodness, or life reaching toward improvement, so that the best always won.

Somehow, we lost this, and life became — like a bourgeois job, filing your taxes, or making small talk at a party you did not want to go to — an obligation. In the hands of human control, what was once liberating and beautiful became repetitive and odious.

Initially, it seems, Lucifer felt more than slighted because he was not at the level of the Most High. Thus Hubris took root, and he decided to take this matter into his own hands, which resulted in him being cast from the all the wonderful goodness that God had given him. Having been punished in this manner, one might think that such a lovingly created being might have learned his lesson. Instead, however, this Hubris festered, and resulted in the nachash working diligently since time immemorial to taint the entire human race, because the shining one knew how much God loved humanity.

This is much like our society today. Based mostly on envy and Hubris, our society seeks with something like a fever to destroy all that is good because this goodness rises above the base nature that humanity has been inflicted with to take the easiest route in life. When those who believe in the old ways (common sense, decency, morality, spiritual goodness, self-reflection, self-reliance, self-awareness) succeed and change the world, then society seeks to tear them down. Identity politics (the ultimate example of Hubris and envy) sort people into angry, sensitive groups that cannot abide the success of those who maintain principle and honor.

But this is only part of the problem.

Even those who do not subscribe to identity politics have succumbed in their own way to the beast system. While their core beliefs are good and decent, they still desire to have their ‘rights’. They desire the cake and believe they also have the right to eat it. The serpent has beguiled them as well. This unholy trinity (666) is far more aware and intelligent than the average human, and knows that simply fooling a few people is no goal. It has sought and succeeded in luring the vast majority of modern, first-world society into believing that humans deserve to have the things that they want simply because they walk upright and breathe. The same people who lament the corruption of our modernity willingly engage in the desires afforded them by this corrupt system, all the while believing that there is no cognitive dissonance in doing so. Mickey D’s Christianity (thanks, Brett, for that one) is a willing accomplice to the beast system. Gone is the reverence of spirituality and the understood holiness of the Most High and the Laws of the Universe. In the place of those things are material desires, entitlements, and shallow requests through ‘prayer’ to have more stuff. All the while, Mickey D’s Christianity trudges right along the path to doom.


What is the mark of the beast? While I am certain that there will be physical, technological marks that will determine who’s who in our future, the mark of the beast seems, in short, to be Hubris. Entitlement. Division. Envy.

It is a sad thing, when one realizes that humanity, just like the lesser gods, need only recognize and follow the Laws of the Universe that are in place in order to be like the God whose power they so desire. But abiding by laws requires self-awareness, discipline, and decency, and these are things that our beast system and its mark upon us have removed.

We have gained all we can possibly want, and lost everything that we need.


The Cancer of Modernity

I’ve established something of a baseline, I believe: in my previous posts I’ve pointed out very clearly that I see larger forces at work in the manipulation of humanity than merely humanity itself. Old gods, demonic forces, call them aliens if you want, it doesn’t matter. The point is that something more than just mankind itself seeks to utilize the various talents and genius programmed into humanity by God for nefarious and self-serving purposes. So I don’t want to be beating dead horses here.

At the end of the day, night, whatever you call it, the simple fact is that I hate to see humanity in a state of abject and utter control. I despise the notion of our ‘betters’ (by whatever means) utilizing the things that make us comfortable and the things that we enjoy as tools and weapons by which we are kept in a perpetual state of fear, anxiety, and outrage. I find this to be, without question as to the nature of such a thing, evil.

There is a vast swath of humanity in the first world that has no hope. They have no purpose. Where is the anguish here? So one makes an argument that there are darker and far more powerful forces at work to bring this state of misery onto our world, and when this happens, there’s generally a snarky response that such ideas are mere ‘conspiracy theory.’ And this is one thing that makes the darkness so powerful: it does have the wit and forethought to bring people into the forefront who really are nothing more than clickbait conspiracy theorists who have no real compassion or empathy for the state of the world in which we live and how to deal with it. They want Warhol’s fifteen minutes of fame and the YouTube money it provides. I despise their feckless nonsense as much as I loath the entire system of control. It takes time to make the distinction between the one who is genuinely concerned about the state of humanity and the clickbait fraud. And time is something that modernity has robbed from us. It’s all right now, this instant, context and objectivity be damned, and the charlatans know this all too well. A fast buck will always be a fast buck.

And so humanity imprisons itself within the comfort of the moment by dismissing anything akin to conspiracy theory as just that, no matter the research or validity of the data presented. To allow ones self to feel the anguish of the hopelessness of the truth of our modernity is something akin to a knife to the very bone. Suicide is rampant. Divorce is the norm. We cannot face ourselves and the powers that be know this about us, and exploit it with every bit of power they have been granted by the evil that infects their hearts. We do not understand why we mask our hopelessness with notions of empty positivity. First worlds (especially America) lies to itself on social media, pretending that our lives are wonderful when, in fact, we know that it is all empty. But we know we must continue on, despite the emptiness of it all. Every word we hear in our world is a lie, yet we willingly choose to believe the lies because to do otherwise is to feel the pain of what we know in our hearts to be true: that daily we traverse onward toward nothingness.

And this is why I seek out the otherworldly causes of our current misery. This is why I can hold science, religion and mythology in equal measure. To discount the past is to allow the future to be determined by evil men and women who, whether we believe in these otherworldly causes or not, hold them in the highest esteem. For they, unlike us, have studied history, mythology, religion, and true science, and have learned how to manipulate mankind using methods that have existed since time immemorial. We dismiss the Old Ways to our own peril, again, not because modern humanity necessarily believes in them, but because our perfidious leaders subscribe without question. ‘They’ know their beliefs and our own fears far better than we ourselves know either.

We are in the thick of it all now. There are those who believe that they can escape the matrix of control that has been built around us, but they are wrong. There can only be realization of the truth of things: that no matter how Utopian, our reality is something from which we feel the need to take pretty frequent holidays. And that doesn’t mean that we can wall ourselves up inside tinfoil-covered shacks surrounded by chicken wire to break up the poison of 4 and 5G radiation. It means that anyone who wishes to continue to think for themselves needs to recognize the structure of complete control that we are subjected to—control that isn’t facilitated through ugly MK ULTRA sensory deprivation experiments, as that has already been completed, collated, and restructured into what we now believe to be all the comfort and convenience of modern technology—so that the programming of our misery cannot completely take hold.

We make the mistake, because it has been programmed into us, of thinking that evil is patently obvious. Like some possessed young girl whose head makes 360 turns and she vomits green goo. And while this might be one way in which evil presents itself, it is the least worrisome, because it is so obvious.

The real threat of evil is found within its tactical expertise: it presents itself to each of us based on our weakness, and never makes itself so obvious that it is, in fact, evil. The Angel of Light. It is most often useful in many ways. It is difficult to argue the useful nature of our modern technology and conveniences, and therein lies the ruse: modern technology can and often is beneficial, while at the same time, because of that utility, we allow it full access into our lives. Hence it is like cancer cells, sidling up to healthy cells whispering words of comfort and the promise that it seeks no harm, all the while the cancer fools the cells into allowing its poison in, and it takes the strength and beauty of creation and turns it against itself.

There is no vaccination for it, no chemotherapy. There is only the realization of the truth of things that can allow us to continue on as individuals, free of the cancerous herd. If we are willing to see that what we view as comfort and entertainment is the very means by which the cancer cells spread, we can manifest a modicum of immunity, and remain truly ourselves.

If we can see that the Angel of Light has done nothing more than to steal light from True Goodness, we can recognize the darkness in its heart. No chemo is needed, for we are not then fooled.

The Hivemind is an Infectious Disease

I’ve been writing online in some form since 2000. A whole lot of people on social media weren’t even born then. I roamed those stages of the internet with the dinosaurs. I don’t recall them having feathers, but then, I’m ancient and memory fades. For all I can remember, T-Rex might have looked like a peacock.

19 years later, I can remember when online news sources began to cite bloggers. I can still remember thinking to myself that taking such a path would not be a good idea. Not because there aren’t some brilliant people writing blog posts, but because even then I knew that news sources would pick and choose, collate, and use such independent sources completely out of context. And it wasn’t long afterward that I began to note that this is exactly what started to happen. Our news media has always been a propaganda tool, but as the internet began to truly assert itself, that same news media correctly saw a future in which it could pick, choose, edit, redact, and cite any independent source that it desired, without the need for worrying about copyrights or truth.

Fast forward a few years.

While MySpace never proved to be the hivemind desired, the advent of Facebook and Twitter began the slippery slope. Hell, it wasn’t just a slippery slope; it was a 45 degree slide coated in axle grease. It took some time for the new social media channels to ferment. The absolute hysteria of political correctness took a while to infect both outlets. In time, however, the mad tyranny of PC culture metastasized, and our news media was already exploiting the disease.

Present day, and one tweet can ruin your life. It doesn’t have to be a tweet from any time recent, either. One night years ago you might have been drunk, and found that you’d had enough of some kind of political talking point, and so you pounded out a very politically incorrect 120 characters. And now, those few characters result in your entire character assassination. You’ve no choice in the matter. The hivemind digs the hole, inserts the proverbial cross, and you find yourself nailed to it, despite context, despite your human flaws, despite that anyone who knows you in real life knows you to be a damned decent person with no real interest in harming anyone else. Even if you meant it at the time, and have grown as a human being since then, it doesn’t matter. Your arms will be stretched out and the social media hivemind is all too happy to pound in the nails.

And then people make the worst mistake: trying to furiously delete old tweets. Upon this the mob-like hivemind will pounce like a cat on a mouse. There is no escape at such a point. Walk up to the proverbial podium, and make one of two choices: 1) Apologize profusely in cowering form or 2) tell the hivemind to kiss the fattest part of your ass.

This has happened again and again. It will happen ad infinitum. Yet humanity isn’t learning. It just keeps walking into the trap, proclaiming itself, as though nothing has happened.

Does all this strike you as healthy human behavior?


My tinfoil hat posts are not far removed from this sort of post, because everything in our modernity is connected. We live in an echo chamber of madness. Moment to moment we are bombarded with the noise of nonsense that the Powers that be have put into place—with our help. At times people ask me, “How could anything be so coordinated? Humanity isn’t that smart!” Well, first off, it never was just humanity. But in terms of pure pragmatism, the Powers that be needed merely to fool us into believing that convenience was the only god we need serve. From that point on, we built our own prisons.

We helped to create the infection. Fooled into building a Hegelian Dialectic. After decades of studying humanity in the most heinous of ways (MK Ultra, just to name one), the Powers that be figured out how to manipulate us into creating for them problems that seemingly could not be solved by society (society that had already solved the damned problems in many ways, mind you), so that people clamored for ways in which our corrupt government could solve the problem. Only the solution, as the initial thesis, has resulted in the mental slavery of modernity. The internet insinuated the need for all of humanity to be connected. It wasn’t forced on us. It was sold as a convenience. At times, an imperative. But never completely forced. The idea was to convince us that our technology, as it began to slowly extend its tentacles worldwide, would give us freedom from so many ‘old world’ inconveniences.

I still remember the notions of the ‘paperless office.’ Does anyone today work in such a silly, utopian idea? Hell no. Paper still abounds in every office.

Humanity never needed such connection. It never needed the egalitarianism that the dialectic continued to tell us that we needed. What had been created was a fractured society in which the idea of community had been destroyed. People had already begun to live less than 50 feet apart without ever knowing one another. America had lost any semblance of truly caring for one another in most places. So the dialectic seemed to offer a solution: if we weren’t connecting on a physical level, then a virtual ‘community’ might be just as good. Only it wasn’t by any sort of longshot.

Sensory deprivation experiments somewhere around the middle of the 20th century had already shown that a human being robbed of his sense of the world around him would lose touch with his own reality. Isolated, the human would know longer even understand his own identity. So while we have glorified those horrible experiments and used them to scare the hell out of ourselves, the Powers that be had already used that data to help usher in a virtual world that could achieve the same outcome without all the surface ugliness. There was no need to inject actual drugs into us or tape our eyes and ears shut. It was merely a matter of fooling humanity into worshiping convenience and the so-called connection of the internet.

But the internet is not reality. It is a bastard form of reality. And that form in the last few decades has morphed into a digital infectious disease. The truly frightening thing is that where we stand as a society now is not the end game. Despite that people can no longer communicate on social media (or any other way) effectively, the worst has yet to be seen. People continue to rage on the internet that the division in our world comes from politicians. But such is not the case. The politicians are part of the result of the entire disease. They are in power because our so-called convenient and virtually-connected lifestyles have robbed us of our own identity, and so we have elected them based on a false need to exercise the ideas that we believe are our own. We crave individuality because we’ve helped the Powers that be rob us of said identity. We’re like ugly, third-generation, confused clones now: everyone is different just like everyone else. Yet most of humanity behaves like a hivemind: reactive, cruel, and impulsive. We need only be fed a mere talking point and we launch. Self-awareness and self-control are no longer important because, thanks to this infectious disease of our hivemind culture, we no longer have an identity tied to anything deeper than the unruly mob, whichever mob we identify with.

We are diseased. The cure is simple, but by no means easy: while we cannot reasonably completely disconnect from the virtual world in which we live, we can recognize that it is all an illusion, and thus begin to mentally disconnect, and take a step back from our outrage, one step at a time. Recovering from any infectious disease takes time, but it is not impossible.