A snow globe world is turned around Snow falls up then snow falls down Defying gravity one moment here Yet normal normal is the cheer What comes down is what went up Spilled contents redistributed cup to cup Every so often this reset button trips Snow white blanket, purity uplifts Illusion is enough to calm most fears Blindly inject cure: crocodile tears The snow it fuzzies up our mind As if it wasn’t hard enough to find Answers in a material world Shopping for your material girl Happy family, joyful pawn Garbage cleared from your front lawn Hidden in basement, marked on map X like treasure, X like trap Drink your poison, muddle mind Take the blue pill and you’ll find You’re content, go back to sleep No more sorrow, no more tears to weep Do not fight back, now put on your leash Plug in here, work, pay, perish, release Fuzzy, fizzle, fight through fog But it’s hot and cold, sinksand squish bog I can’t get my boot out, it’s stuck I’m getting sucked in, ah! shit! fuck! It’s like every 90s kid’s nightmare Quicksand, giant insects, CGI Monster stare I swore I’d never do mushrooms again So how the fuck did this poison get in? A muddled mind, dentist lips, numb and swelled up Gauzy cheeks, boozy blur, drink more & bottoms up! Brandy eyes, winey breath, lighting tricks Mascara smudge, husky voice and whiskey dick Although he cannot get it up Up goes the snow as we get tossed Back to the ceiling blank and cruel Our snow globe world, veiled reality dual A switch up just a little now The streets are a mess, so Start your engine, start your plow No drunk driving back to bed A muddled mind craves sleep instead Especially on snowy days with skies so white Maddening maddening caged with fright Absent absent is delight These foggy thoughts have me depressed Felt as though it should be addressed Since my words are losing sense Opinions will replace facts but present tense Thoughts are real hallucinations too So we should react and divide as taught in school Until tremors indicate we’ve been picked up again And perhaps we’ll wait to see Snow fall up and people down To make our chess piece move Knight or queen, still just a pawn Because the game is rigged beyond Our understanding with snow globe tricks Appearance versus reality Drugs, prescription, scripts Fed from faceless machine, dark Conspiracy theory You can reject because as I’ve said My muddled mind, fog headed here Sees snow fall up through window pane A mirror image from glass next door Reads backward enasni: you’re insane.
Whenever there has been a legal exemption or loophole whereby governing bodies can make wide use of humans to advance the grand motives of a nation as a whole, or just the ruling class, the advantage is taken with impunity.
Whether it has been to use widely available slaves to erect grand monuments and pyramids, later an accomplishment described as otherworldly (perhaps present laws forbid that level of inhumanity); whether it’s been to exterminate populations with reluctant or hearty support from people who were once deemed credible and rational (and who received this status of logic back when they had shown their fickleness in earnest, switching loyalties again); whether it has been to build a railroad across Canada with dispensable human labourers of particular descent; or whether it is to test new medicine that has never before been proven effective, causing injury and death to lab animals in recent public clinical trials before it was being widely developed for, then promoted and mandated to, the entire public.
Or perhaps, one can see the timeliness for needing a capitalist advantage when in pharmaceutics they were extremely close to a marketable mRNA vaccine but lacked proper funding to prove that it wouldn’t be harmful which, due to failure thus far, they didn’t have. Nor could they come up with a new motive for new widespread vaccination mandates without a devastating reason (and no alternative). Nothing could be better than a worldwide pandemic desperate for its own end than to allow for: mass funding, mass production, mass testing. (Hysteria, fear, environmental neglect, a grand distraction)
That is all fact thus far. The fact is that an advantage exists. How can that be denied? The factors are not the conspiracy theories; the answer behind the “WHY” is the conspiracy. And since we do not know, everything is theory.
For example, one theory is that it would be quite easy in a pharmaseutics lab to create or mutate a virus without having to disclose its existence to governing bodies or the public. The fact that mandatory publication of pharmaceutical projects and studies does not exist must support this theory. How easy would it be to release it? I read, in an article written in 2017, that Moderna was choosing not to publish its research but instead was keeping it “secret” promoting an air of secresy and competition – in a field that is now “benefiting” the entire world, that each individual in Canada is now being forced to submit to or be deemed irrational and unethical.
How can this be? How can pharmaceutics exist without a Hippocratic oath at its core? Without true values or virtue? How can they profit to such a degree and still be held free from liability? I have read that the government will give pay outs to those “injured” from the vaccine – a payout is not a restorative measure, it is mere compensation. How can money recover your lost livelihood or your very life? What’s more, this is taxpayer money, not funds siphoned from big pharma’s profit margin.
How can we pretend that “this” is the only option? “This” which we do not even have to speak by name, now that an entire globe can speak the same language of disease by action. Not in understanding of how things actually work. With no understanding of the spaces between. Simply a repeated consistent narrative driven by the largest, most successful and most expensive marketing scheme. A scheme so important that the dollars could not have been spent elsewhere – certainly not cleaning up our environment nor our minds – the birthplaces of all disease. How can a sick society invent its own cure and force everyone to take it – even though we know – scientifically repeatable – that no one solution or discourse has ever been appropriate to all people at one time?
What is the invisible force that all world leaders are now bending their knee to? What is this force that we are all being bent to? What alien invasion has so corrupted leadership when with impunity they can force everyone without exception to change the ecosystems of their bodies before an error has even occurred? What voice has banished the utterance of the word “experimentation”? For even without medicine, life is one big experimentation – how can we argue that? When we have no idea what is to unfold. Can anyone say what is about to unfold? Can anyone say honestly that he does not hold fear in his heart? Please, lead me to the fearless man, for he must have the answers. Yet, if he does not reveal them, I know there must exist some fear. For I am no one. Certainly no one to fear.
If you fear me or hate me at reading words on a page, words that constitute no part of my being, simply ask yourself this one question and investigate it fully without compromise: Why?
When we investigate the WHY of the pandemic, as in WHY did this virus hit so hard – the answer is not in the common thread of the virus- because everyone experienced the virus differently. The factors that made the virus more deadly in some and not in others was not that the virus had a spike protein…it was that the environment was polluted, some people were old, some young, some healthy, some sick, the most affected were already afflicted – mainly by age.
Improvement to things that we can control is being abandoned: commonalities of the polluted environments, lack of health care, poverty, heart conditions and existing disease, disadvantages that severely lessened a person’s chance at easy recovery from what could have been classified as this year’s cold.
If only we were looking to real preventative measures to stop such a thing arising again in a new form! But there is no task force looking into that… and so I will not be made to submit to a edict set out in economic laziness. My life is not an economy course, and taking a vaccine will not make me more productive.
If I am forced to submit to something so against my will and rationale, I fear it will not be long before I am lost to suicide or at least its fantasy as I long to untether myself – not just from a diseased world, but such a willfully ignorant one.
Look to the profiting powers playing their hand of distraction. See what devastation is coming should we take no action. Understand what real safety is and how none is actually offered to you or your family. Wake up and see the truth – or at the very least, see the lies.
This is a personal story and encouragement, not an argument. If you’re not interested in learning why, then don’t read this post. If you don’t want to quit social media, then don’t. I’m not asking you to.
Why I quit social media
It steals your time.
It steals your money.
It steals your life.
Social media technology is designed for profit. That profit comes from you. You are feeding a machine that syphons money out of your community, sells your personal information so it can better advertise to you, and uses your volunteered preferences to keep you hooked and engaged, even angry. Over 90% of users do not critically choose how much time they spend online, what they consume, what is advertised to them, and most are absolutely unaware of the pervasive impact it has in every aspect of their life. You have no freedom online. It does not exist. As of December 16, 2020, I escaped the cult of social media and ended my slavery. Since, more information has come to light about the corruption rampantly perpetuated by the providers of these social services, how it erodes our democracy, and we are imbibed with consumer beliefs. Yet, little can be done to impede its growth. If a revolution is to occur, it must happen offline and within your own mind.
Good luck.
How I quit
Find Fulfillment Offline Who are you when you’re not working and you’re not scrolling? Who are you beyond your online profile? How do you spend your time? Do you post fancy recipes or do you actually make them? Do you make others laugh or just mindlessly consume low-grade, repetitive humour? Do you live a life you’re proud of or just shame others for not meeting your unrealistic expectations? Do you understand cause & effect?
My recommendation is to find a hobby – as old fashioned as that sounds – and get good at it. Choose something that you have to practice, something that requires time and effort to get good at. Photography, painting, writing, drawing, math, science, plant identification, bird watching, yoga. Choose something that encourages engagement from other learners or mentors. Feel how amazing it is to get better at something other than videogames or getting online likes. Keep it to yourself and your community. Don’t share every bit of your practice. Guard what’s yours like a treasure. Stop offering it for free to everyone who comes along just to get a thrill from the attention. See how YOU feel about yourself when you do something good, when you get better. How do you like yourself when you’re the only one in the room? When your mind and body improves (instead of disintegrating), you’ll wonder why you were wasting so much time. You may even realize it wasn’t a choice. You can free yourself from addiction, but you need purpose and meaning in your life. I train my mind. I practice Buddhism (training in mindfulness), paint, write, draw and exercise. The moment I let go of social media was the moment I realized how much time I actually had for myself, to volunteer, to improve myself and my community, and even just love myself as I am. Next, try volunteering. Locally and with your own two hands. Find shelter that needs someone to cook and clean. Find a community garden. Find a hospice. Pick up garbage on your favourite hiking trail. Use your imagination. Don’t try to solve a situation overseas. Start by cleaning up your room, then your neighbourhood.
Text & Meet Ups Part of the danger of today’s dystopian reality is that, despite all of the current “medical” rhetoric, isolation is still the greatest danger, even making you more susceptible to catching colds/viruses. We know that 90% of communication is non verbal, and we know touch is important to happy human social functioning. The internet is not the place to find these things, and it should not be promoted as the safest way to build connection. Does anyone know the psychological impact of not seeing a smile for a year? Why are we making decisions that jeopardize the health and connection of people permanently? Especially seniors in the last years of their lives. Especially people deemed “non compliant,” because they don’t instantaneously accept being told what to do by a compromised governmental authority figure or they need more than 6 months to change their mind about something that’s honestly a pretty big deal. Asking for government ID to get into a theatre or food court? That’s a big deal. That’s not something that should be popped into command overnight with no set time to overturn and no stopping where it ends. “This is my business, I get to choose who shops here.” Plug this into various contexts and you’ll get varying levels of support or dissent. Don’t want to serve gay people? You’re a bigot. Don’t want to serve the unvaccinated? You’re a role model. In the end, none of these policies reflect freedom, equanimity, or safety. And perhaps that’s not what you want in your society. But I can say, of my own opinion, this is not the society I envisioned or dreamed about when I was a little girl, so I’ll be doing my damnedest to remain true to myself and what’s right, what doesn’t feel like my gut tearing in half because of a politician’s desperate and fearful attempt at solving an ECONOMIC crisis (not a health crisis). Fuck that noise. In person meet-ups, even with just a few close people, on a regular basis is a must if you’re going to leave your digital community behind. Try and find this before you disconnect completely. I learned the hard way that there is no “old fashioned method” during a modern pandemic that encourages fastidious and unquestioning use of tracking technology. Make sure you have phone numbers. Texting and calling is just as accessible as social media and video messaging, and it’s more personal. It shows that you’re thinking of someone without an internet reminder that it’s their birthday or they just “liked” the same thing you did.
Just hit delete In an age where we have rapidly come to define ourself digitally, it can feel overwhelmingly difficult to hit the deactivate or delete buttons on your account. When people Google my name, what’s even gonna come up? What if my friends post an ugly picture of me and I don’t see it? What if no one wishes me happy birthday? I hit delete with a sense of curiosity (instead of fear). What does an unadvertised future hold? What potentials are in my own mind? Who the fuck am I, actually? Do you know how many minutes you can contemplate these questions while scrolling Instagram or devouring TikTok? None. And do you know what? It’s worth it. It’s worth taking the time to get to know yourself and your friends and your community and volunteer and touch and hold hands and laugh and see one another smile in person – where a laugh is a thousand times more contagious and life offers more three dimensional possibilities (you might say).
Thank you for taking the time to read this post. My only wish for you is that you live a life that makes you happy, that you discover what real happiness is.
“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo. “So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times. But that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”
The Halfwit Writer 