I Only Wish

I was paranoid

It might be comforting

To imagine that

Someone or anything

Was out to get me

Clearly

That is not happening

Everyone leaves me

To my own devices

Or perhaps …vices or

Just this device that

Is used to give

My fingers free rein

To transfer thoughts

From skull to screen

For no purpose that

I can think of, save some

Temporary entertainment

Mine definitely

Yours, hopefully


The following was being developed for a separate post, but it seemed to fit here, so this is where I put it,


Whilst driving down a desert highway, I saw the following four signs, in between a pasture fence and the road. So, to my best perception, it was on public land. They were low to the ground, yet large enough to read. Hand painted and homemade. They must have been placed there recently, for they were not weather worn or faded. It read as follows…



DEEP


STATE


YOU’RE IN



PRISON



Without commas or sponsorship, I was left to my own thinking to decipher for miles, its meaning. Is the Deep State in prison? Am I in prison, in the Deep State? If I am in prison and I get to drive down the highway, enjoying the view and thinking, how might I extend my incarceration? Where are the wardens, fences, and guard towers? Will good or bad driving keep me out here?


A few miles down the road, it occurred to me that the person who painted those signs, probably a dude, is suffering from several delusions. That somehow warning others of his self-imposed sentence will free him from his shackles.



“If I could wave my magic wand
I’d set everybody free.”

“Presto”

– Rush



Free to be aware that, as an anthropomorphic form, due to a conglomeration of temporary moving molecules, has some sort of consciousness. With at least five primary senses to subjectively sense the world around me, in order for it to barely make some sort of vague sense.

Thankfully, perhaps due to this most likely incorrect perception, I may be aware that my actions contribute to the concept of a “Deep State”, that I could live in fear of. Or, just be aware that I am also its co-creator * and go about my day. Enjoying as best I can each moment that manifests after the last moment moves on.


“Deep State :

An alleged secret network of especially non-elected government officials and sometimes private entities (as in the financial services and defense industries) operating extra legally to influence and enact government policy”

– m-w.com



“George Carlin famously argued that a formal, secret conspiracy (or a “deep state” in the modern vernacular) is unnecessary to control society because the interests of the powerful already align.

His analysis, particularly in Life Is Worth Losing (2005), proposed that the real owners—wealthy business interests—don’t need to meet in backrooms because they went to the same universities, sit on the same boards, and belong to the same country clubs.

Key Aspects of the “Convergence of Interests” Argument:

• No Meetings Required: “They don’t need to call a meeting. They know what’s good for them and they’re getting it. “

• The Illusion of Choice: Carlin argued that the public is given the illusion of choice in politics and consumer goods, while the actual power structure is fixed.

• The “Big Club”: He famously claimed, “It’s a big club, and you ain’t in it,” describing the ruling elite as owners who control the media, Congress, and the courts.

• Converging Interests: The system works because all these individuals “have like interests,” allowing them to move in the same direction without a conspiratorial plot.


Carlin’s perspective was that the system is not a secret, but rather “in your face,” relying on the public being too distracted or “asleep” to recognize the exploitation.”

– AI



* co-creator assumes taking responsibility for the mess most people like to point their fingers at and blame. When it is the collective us, that creates it.


Mostly based on the greedy relentless narcissistic desire of….

I WANT IT. NOW.

(Big burger corporations do not destroy rainforests, because they can. Rainforests are destroyed because the collective agrees to pay them to do it as the populace wants a slaughtered cow on a bun and they want it fast, along with some chemically altered potatoes vaguely representing a french fry loaded with salt, to be washed down the gullet into the overworking gut, by some other unhealthy sugary or sacharin soda.)

I want happiness now. Takes on so many forms. The primary ones being food, fuel, vanity, and entertainment.

Hungry ? There are so many apps. You can sit on your couch and click away, then shortly, magically, food appears. Not quite instantly, but you know “they” are working on it.

Overweight ? There is a pill, or a shot, or surgery that will correct that. Not quite instantly, but you know “they” are working on it.

Ugly ? Or at least, feel you are ugly because the mass marketers have easily found a myriad of malignant ways to make you think that. All so “they” can sell you lotions, potions, creams, foot, face, skin, hair, teeth, nails. Covering every surface of the you, that is not you, but rather the you that the external world sees. Even the “you,” you see in the mirror.

Not the ghost in the machine. That is the real you. The spirit that intrinsically knows its own divine, connected with all of infinity nature. That uniquely understands that …..

“Life down here is just a strange illusion.”

“Hallowed Be Thy Name”

– Iron Maiden


“We’re all the same…

So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbors got it made

Just remember that it’s a Grand illusion
And deep inside, we’re all the same.
We’re all the same…”

” The Grand Illusion”

– Styx


Bored ? Need to be across the country, you can be anywhere in usually five to eight hours, all you have to do is remove your shoes, walk through a magno-something-or-other, place yourself in a faux torture position, while the wand waving guards allow you through.


I only wish I could have made this shorter to convey the same message if there even is one here.



“Fear is the path to the dark side. Fear leads to anger. Anger leads to hate. Hate leads to suffering. “

– Yoda


“The Phantom Menace”