It is not a path, nor a road ,or a highway, it is the jumbo air strip landing with multitude of humans which have chosen the voluntary serfdom (paraphrasing Etienne de la Boetie discourse on voluntary servitude). Against all odds they keep choosing the serfdom everywhere, even in their plate, drink and fill the head with junk..
The distant echo of the Names, their meanings lost in history. Milk, Cheese, Bread, Meat, Vegetables without Soil and Sun and all. All of them simple simulacra, surrogate from their origin. The Fake ,the Surrogate of a distant life once lived.The Fraud one can say, but, alas, the true meaning is lost.The Fraud, but you do not want to sue. There is nothing in this names which bears resemblance from where they came from. Milk is a white water, titanium dioxide can be useful,why is not green you may know, 1 litre makes one kilo of cheese, one kilo of butter, 1 kilo of yogurt and many kilos of god knows what other products..
The multiplying of the fish that even Jesus wonders.And they make it all from now on even from powder, they say is milk powder. They do not even really declare, nothing, or it is some mumbo jumbo about generic “fat”, “protein” and similar, you will never get it from what real stuff, and from where, which place it comes from, or how really they make all this stuff. No big need for TTIP, CETA or anything, it is all on your plate and in your head, already, except it will be cheaper and easier to fill you with more junk..Yes, the distant sounds of something, sold as true.The same goes with the chemical thing you call drink,soft chemistry and life in bubbles, even the wine is made from powder, it has fancy names and you are proud of cooking it in your basement and your friends say they love it, it is even cheap, you think…
But when you think you will buy the real stuff and pay a good price, there is the surprise waiting for you, but is untold.
Thinking of turning vegan? Well, it is not bio organic, as you may know, it is the chemistry at a high level.Trans or whatever fats, coloring, additives, new concoctions from god knows what sources for the new synthetic taste. And is not cheap, and it will slowly turn you and your children into perfect neochemical beings.Synthetic life, afraid from any living thing like live compost, and worms and strange flies or just any live nature and manure.Perfect 21st Century customer of the biochemistry and cell, plant , life manipulation. Burn this nature down and sterilize all! Why milk and butter, eat some cassia gum. And buy many pills, if you can afford it.
It is the bio chemistry and your head is a dump.You call names, but they are fake and nobody answers. Yes, They say you have a choice,you may like to drive from your shack house out from your Shacktown for 50 miles east, west, south, north, to buy a real bottle of milk and another 50 miles east for a piece of real cheese.Every day? You know you can not. You do not have Time, nor Space, nor Money. You are de facto broke, your purchase power is slipping through your wallet,but you like the voluntary serfdom, it is so convenient. You will keep buying fake names, fake taste, fake,they are cheap and they will get cheaper, the same as you. And you do not care, you like the kilos of junk while watching some sport.
And you do not distinguish the taste. No shades of bitter, bittersweet, no sour or acid. You prefer sweet and fat,salty and maybe hot.The herbs and other spices make you vomit? Garlic is only for fighting the Vampires? The vegetables are chemical bombs, you prefer synthetic flavor strawberries, raspberries, all this fake pink,as is your lady in a pink to tight,peaches and cream, you think, you will vomit trying the real stuff. You do not know what taste is , from your birth, as your mother and father forgot all when they landed on this airstrip of voluntary serfdom.
You have no smell, except for the money. You can distinguish barely 8, maybe 12 colors.That is how they sold you the fake plastic digital colors, no light span, and you bought it, before it was ready for use. Make them rich. You do not see, you do not smell, you do not hear, all this compressed formats made you deaf for the nuances and the real sound, and you think you maybe think, but you barely read. But you know how to press and push the buttons and the touchscreen barely works with your dumb fingers. You are a dumb witness. Billions of You.
And you are a Believer. If properly packed, you will believe,Anything,like a hypnotized chicken. You love it, it is even a piece of conversation.Makes the life meaningful.The proof of the pudding stays in the powder packed in a tight envelope, waiting to expand in a Blob.
The philosophy and all humanistic studies are dead. The Subject is missing. No Subject and therefore No Object. The fraudulent subject/object relation.The end of history as we know it, nothing to do with Fukuyama, he was deluded.It is only eat junk, drink junk and think junk.The junkyard of decay.Happily,even if, sometimes in the night, you wake sweating or palpitating. Maybe waiting all of this will soon be over? And rejoice in the promised land, not knowing exactly what it means, or believing some far fetched crazy sorcerer, as you always did in history to distinguish yourself from other animals? The black hole event horizon, your gravity…
Witchdoctor tries hard to be politically correct. He was thinking writing more like shit, merde, merda, mierda, dreck, drek,sheise,der´mo,skit,mal,skata, sranje, alqaraf, lort, kaka, bistha, na na,chi,goupi,merdo in esperanto,stercore in latin….
all in your local shitery, deeply fried..
Has Fraud also the transitive property, from inanimate to animate? Definitely.
And the Masters? Well, they mostly eat the same junk, as they show publicly in
the election race, who eats more of it, wins…That is why this is called democracy.
You have been Sold, voluntarily, sold by your media, politicians,economists,bankers, your boss and even by some of your friends at the auction of the Corporations, for some transgenic peanuts.
Can you believe it!