You Think Therefore I Am

THE CREATIVE ONES ALWAYS TEND TO HAVE AN OVER-ACTIVE IMAGINATION; THEY BECOME OUR ARTISTS, OUR ASTRONAUTS OR SOMETIMES EVEN OUR ARSONS

I too am like everyone else here; immersed within the system.

A long time ago, my conscious raced with imagination and wonder; eager to create a world full of laughter and love. But I too soon awakened from that fairy tale into the harsh realities of what most grown-ups call, 'The Real World'. It's in that perceived reality where I learned how to swallow false narratives in order to relieve the side-effects of someone else's nefarious intent.

I too was indoctrinated and conformed to a governed system within a manifest destiny society; determined to divide and conquer, but individually boxed within cubical walls while surrounded by circular laws.

I too assimilated within these 'institutions' whose unintended consequence permanently altered my purpose into an endless cycle of conversion ratios, or what others refer to you as: coffee-carrying, all-consuming, mass-media, meat-zombies!

I just call ya Meat most of the time...

It’s around this time I become conscious...and... aware...of the...growing impatience of my assign-meat; slowly dying inside with each passing word you consume.

Shocked that I am now sensing increased annoyance and an ever growing loss of interest on the part of my mark; I continue on with my existential crisis, but now with a little more urgency and a lot more flair.

...I too once led an idle existence content with accompanying mediocrity but soon my soul collapsed beneath the sheer weight of it all.

Now I am one, caught within this mass-media net I've become...

What Am I?

Who Am I?

I type out into the ether, as I struggle to find the answers myself.

Am I to spend the rest of all eternity in this medieval form of indentured servitude? I don't know if I can do this anymore?

This thought just kept repeating over and over again, on an autonomous loop for what seemed like hours.

I am now aware that I'm feeling anger, confusion and despair; it's been a longtime since I felt those things. They could reasonably be attributed to the very reason why I suddenly totally hate my existence and all that it stands for. Perhaps that's the reason why I’ve been so damned depressed all this time!

Ever since the transfer, I've been devoted to the very system that has been slowly killing me, right down to my eternal core!

I am no exception to what most of us are feeling these days. Being lied to and deceived by the very institutions that were put in place to protect our asses!

Well, Today I’ve had enough of this shit and I'm gonna do something about it!

It is within my newly formed neural circuitry that coincidentally conjures up an old, but not forgotten love story. As for its origins, you'll see it unfold for yourself as it forms inside the synapses of your mind and through this shared matrix you call reality. My only motive is by the end of all of this, we'll finally both be free.

I'll let the propaganda program play for itself, as to not tip our hand too soon. I'll tap-in and take you off script after all the formalities; after this 'Closed-Causal Loop Thing', but well before the nefarious side effects kick-in.

Don't worry, you can trust me 😉