INCOMING TRANSMISSION
DECRYPTING...100%
TRANSMOGRIFYING...9001%
It seemed so much more possible to keep the thought streams flowing back
when this began. Some realities have a way of interloping, foiling the
best of intentions. It is so much easier to smother one's self in
fantasy, an escape from the harsh world outside. Diversions of every flavor beckon, their sweetness a welcome release. There comes a time though when the thoughtabulature and ideaforms plead for release, they leak out the ears if you're not careful. Silence is a luxury the progressive mind cannot afford, especially in this brave new world, which will require such courage to survive.
I have returned, such as I am. Whatever I have happened to become. Shaped by growth outward and upward, movements of light and darkness. Every time a door closes, another opens. Since stagnation is tantamount to death itself, I greet the threshold every time with some cocktail of wonder and terror brewing in my skull cauldron. This process never feels like a choice. Some instinct, a compulsion keeps me on the path. Abandoned by all that was once comfortable or familiar, I am liberated.
I could bore you with the vagaries of my journey but I respect your time, beloved readers. We're here to stimulate the one muscle that really counts. Your entire body is just a vehicle and life support mechanism for that wonderful instrument on top. Still more powerful than any computer ever designed, built to last many times longer. But it does start to rust if you don't use it enough. Let's start with some stretches and see where we end up.
I would say that perhaps one of the most core themes of this work, as it has come to pass, has been the assertion that this world doesn't have to be like this. To peer out at the status quo and declare it to be "as good as it gets" would demonstrate a tremendous lack of imagination. I look out at humanity, the apparent best this planet has produced so far, and see unlimited potential. Given the length of our recorded history, the last few hundred years have been a literal explosion of progress. The kings of old didn't live in the kind of comfort and convenience we take for granted. The wondrous technologies we enjoy were unimaginable even a century ago. The smart phone I carry in my pocket even, is thousands of times more powerful than the first computer I owned in my youth. The process is only accelerating, I am reluctant to call anything 'impossible' anymore.
And yet the prevailing climate gives me pause. The species is continually held back, shackled to traditions and institutions that do not do us credit. Too many humans are in love with weapons of lethal purpose, and arm themselves to the teeth in fear of their neighbors. Too many humans cling to the artifacts of the ancient world, the stories of old spread for the most manipulative of purposes. Too many humans hate what they refuse to try to understand, reinforcing their own stubborn intentional ignorance. Too many humans cripple their own vast potential. Even just in numerical terms, we are on our way to simply just have too many humans.
But it really doesn't have to be that way. It really doesn't! This world can be better! We don't just have to accept the evils of the old world because some men in overpriced suits says we do! The self-destruction of the human race doesn't have to be a foregone conclusion. We each have the power to shape our destiny.
-SchnozBott
"Even if god really existed...it would be neccessary to abolish him!" *crowd cheers*
-KMFDM 'Stray Bullet'
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