we are slaves to the robots
to the AI
and the algorithms
You’ll like it
We promise
false flags and invisible borders
keep us safe
while debt keeps us slave
and buy me don’t why me
cancels out the mind of disagreement
You’re content, consented already
Your enslavement hasn’t just begun
You opted in a while ago
Didn’t you read the terms?
we are slaves to the robots
who owns them?
A Message from the Tarot:
I feel it’s necessary to note that as I was shuffling, a lot of cards were “jumping” out of the deck. No – not because I’m a terrible shuffler (I’m so-so). The cards were primarily court cards and specifically wands. It feels like the collective energy is restless, passionate, impatient, ready to take mastery over their lives, ready to stir change, complete cycles and take rebirth. Awesome! Because we have work to do.
Justice (reversed)
It seems we are on the edge of Justice (not glory), but we’re not there yet. While the Justice card may speak to harmony, balance, equality, honor and, most importantly, virtue, here we see it in the reverse. Bias, false accusations, intolerance, abuse and dishonesty. Collective! What is going on?
We each create our own reality, but when we look at the one we share, I think we can see all these challenges are present. Where do we find honesty? Where do we look for clarity? Where do we find the perspective that lacks bias? Where the f*** is our virtue as a society? It seems we are doing everything to negate virtue and replace it with false idols and ignorant, self-grasping agendas.
I believe in Yoshitani’s deck, Justice is illustrated with the Amhaeng-Eosa legend which speaks to incorruptible agents used to secretly inspect government officials. It represents the punishment of the corrupt and promotion of the deserving.
Now, in its reverse, it suggests that our current governing institutions have been corrupted and at this time, justice has not been delivered in any sense. The absolute corruption of some individuals is still hidden and has not come to light. In a broad sense, things are kind of fucked up on a federal and worldwide level.
But that in no way leaves us powerless. Because the outer problems of our world are very much reflective of the work we must do on an inner level. We must look at the corruption in our own lives. And we must understand that two wrongs don’t make a right. We must question what is wrong and do the right thing, even when it’s difficult. And we must call out our own errors, not the mistakes of other people.
For too long it has been far too easy to point to the problem. Unless you’re pointing to a mirror, you should probably just look inward to see where you can find justice and balance within yourself before trying to tackle the rights and wrongs in the world at large. Because many things are out of balance, and many beings are lacking virtue. This includes our own self.
Pay attention to what situations in your daily life tend to throw you off-balance. Discover the conditions under which you find harmony again. Carry this quality with you more and more as you move through your daily activities.
Ziegler, Mirror of the Soul
A Message from the Oracle:
The Mountain
In the archetypal world, the Mountain is both inside and out. It represents the challenges we must face on the outside and the work that takes place on the inside. To think that we accomplish anything without the mind that thinks it can is false. The Mountain calls to the ocean, tells of itself & and the sea. The rising and the falling. And if the mountain is calling, it calls you to discover yourself, find the balance. The up, the down. Learn each crest. What’s above, what’s below? And how do you tackle the mountain’s many paths without the prayer, “Show me the way?”
How can you awaken that which has fallen asleep within yourself? How do you choose the artist’s path and dive into your inner pain with intention to create something – beautiful or ugly? What do you need to purge? What blocks the doorways to the mountain caves? What sediment has built you up and what rains have eroded you away?
The mountain asks you to deflate your sense of self and rise to new heights through a sacrifice of ego. Putting aside fears of how you are perceived or will be perceived, how can you follow the fool’s path? How will you conquer your fears and achieve your passions and dreams? What makes your heart beat faster and when do you come alive? What is the first step on the path to conquering your mountain? And what do you need to put in your rucksack?
Be uplifted, and don’t be daunted. And don’t be afraid to ask for support from friends. You don’t have to climb alone. But you do have to make the choice for yourself first.
The Poet Dreams of the Mountain
by Mary Oliver
Sometimes I grow weary of the days, with all their fits and starts.
I want to climb some old gray mountain, slowly, taking
the rest of my lifetime to do it, resting often, sleeping
under the pines or, above them, on the unclothed rocks.
I want to see how many stars are still in the sky
that we have smothered for years now, a century at least.
I want to look back at everything, forgiving it all,
and peaceful, knowing the last thing there is to know.
All that urgency! Not what the earth is about!
How silent the trees, their poetry being of themselves only.
I want to take slow steps, and think appropriate thoughts.
In ten thousand years, maybe, a piece of the mountain will fall.
Tarot: Tarot of the Divine by Yoshi Yoshitani
Oracle: The Wild Unknown Archetypes by Kim Krans
The more people comply (especially without question), the greater possibility more severe punishment will be given to those marked as disobedient.
Seems a lot of people can read numbers but can’t actually add them up.
Photo (2018) & Poem (2020) by K. Samways
Snow | wonS
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
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
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.
JRR Tolkien
“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.”
A rebellion against social media, the true corporate time thief:
Are you tired of being robbed of your choices, implanted and imbibed with capitalist messages dictating your every thought and move? Buy this drink and earn stars! Buy this and earn points! Try this thing and get a medal! Give your money and your freedom of choice away! Give your safety over to those with a track record of incompetence – a slate wiped clean by expensive lawyers and void of future liability (read the fine print).
Why continue to ignore credible sources who say the same thing: discover your mind. Go within. This isn’t a time wasting ploy like the invention swathed in your sweaty palms, tightly, vigilantly held, never disconnected yet always believing we’re disconnected. The paradox is not emptiness – the paradox is the life we’re living now: senseless, meaningless, when you add up minutes spent giving nothing to the world. Nothing! Giving nothing of ourselves to any being – just consuming and being consumed by a sickly intoxicant, cancerous and eating away at our minds, our senses until senseless we never drink our fill and wish for more minutes to pour into the void of despair and disaster.
No more!
Take back your time!
For the first time in history
We have lost daily danger
Robots doing most arduous work
Steadfast protection from perceived external threats
So we no longer fight to live
Turning our choices over to untrained professionals
Motivated by momentary monetary gains
Unhappy lacking distraction in still moments
We interchanged dogmas
So we can scoff at virtue, instead
Worshipping power and profit strawmen
Spiritual faith exchanged for political cocksucking
We are no longer compelled to fix ourselves
We are machinery now repairable with medication
Our bodies broken before birth
Necessitating genetic modification
We manipulate nature’s randomness
We have erased beauty because man perceives
Chaos where nature reigns pure and cyclical
Revealing the path we walk now is narrow
Not spacious and hopeful and bright
It is difficult to admit
to being the victim
of biological warfare
It is difficult to admit
to being violated
by those you have never met
It is easy to wish
for an absence of vulnerability
in times of relentless ignorance
where an elusive truth
escapes all who reach for it
eviscerated in smoke and mirrors
It is easy to blame
the people in front of us
for the games the elite play
It is difficult to be
serf, prey, and plaything
for those who vie for our extinction
It is difficult to admit
we freely offer our futures to those
who will celebrate our destruction.
The Halfwit Writer