Radical?! There you have it. I got sabotaged to get called “radical”. Is not owning a pair of doc martens a minimum requirement? I did own a bomber jacket once. Way too big, but simply had to have it for no good reason other than to have it. I never returned to that store for getting pushed to buy it. How popular could it be if they only had one? I was to make the best of it, really. Unable to analyze why I had to at all. Silly teenager unable to recognize the powers that dictate the fashions of this engineered world. But, not so silly that I would let anyone talk me into getting docs too. Better invest my crumbs of hard-earned money in school books filled with nonsense and outright lies, and learn how to fail.
Radical? I got sabotaged from enjoying life, to see doctored programs operate to keep people busy. Watching people enjoy their spot in the matrix. They seem unconcerned with the fact that their words are hollow repeats dictated by programs. Readily aligning to like what they are allowed to enjoy. One day the same as the next, really. Unable to ponder on without getting out of the shiny box. Continue reading