You know what is perfected? The empty house.
Bien sûr que I’m writing metaphorically, how else will I get anything across in the apparent world craving for complexity instead of simplicity.
Life is simple.
The breath is simple.
Water is simple.
Simple is complex.
There’s a processing unit in the land of The Red Riding Hood — blogs, social networks, music networks, and content platforms are parsed, processed, anatomised and then incognoscible messages are being beamed as nonparticulate radiation.
Not from God, rather up there in low Earth orbit … the aerospace industry is a trillion dollar business. Everything else on Earth are just fronts for entertainment — to get the masses excited.
Not science fiction darlings. Its social engineering at its best.
If you’re clever and most of you are … you’d already notice this in societal evolution.
You just need to read.
Watch, observe, understand.
Who is controlling what, whom and for what specific purpose?
Connecting the dots is crucial. After all, the quotidian living is interconnected with mentally preparing you from buying the things you don’t really need, with the money you don’t really have but do on credit, through subtle indoctrination of fear, loss of the future, so as best to control your scions.
You don’t have to take my word for it.
You just need to read.
Watch, observe, understand.
There’s no conspiracy of silence unless you agree to not wake up from the virtual dream.
