I’ve white lines on my wrist that don’t look like cocaine
I inhale your hate to tattoo my blood
I’ve seen death and kept my sight
If I could unfurl this thinking mud,
who would be dead, who would be blind?
Dreams are my blanket, love-lost my sheet,
my body an extortion of fleshy thought
What grade of thunder writes these words?
We’re all undone, only numbers crying to be number one
I traded ambition for the hope of love,
and love violence’s life into distraction:
“Smile when I rape you, then it won’t feel so bad”
(but angels don’t spread their legs for common infections)
I cannot fuck myself to understanding
or dissolve questions with knives unbuttered
Conversations are cemented with lies
I’m the Outcast, wettened with truth
My passage is silent to gods and pigs
I don’t need the sun when I’m proud with matches
There’s tragedy in the presentiment of souvenirs
Sweets should never be sharpened
I stab my tongue through the lips of this world
whilst armies whisper inside of me.
PS: I called it 'Whispers' when I wrote it ages ago, but now it more a shout, this reaction to our world no longer round or with a map, no up just down, marketing instead of left or right - pressure, pressure, pressure, and probably hopeless truth searches.
Outstanding as always, Simplicius. I sensed what was coming many years ago and wrote a novel on it. It's aimed at the UK market primarily, but you'll find a lot in it that applies universally. Happy to send you a free copy if you're interested.
love your russia analysis. Stick to what you know. And this aint it. This is the biggest load of steaming bigotted crap that I have had the misfortune to read in a while. Chirstopher Rufo as a source? are you f--ing kidding me? Good lord. Go to bed get some sleep. Try again tomorrow
This reminds me of the film *Idiocracy* - “those rubber-fumed monuments to the idol of consumption dotted endlessly with the faded reds of bygone signage, the faded reds of a once vibrant America”.
U$A is like a twisted Disney version of the Truman Show, from a distance it might look fine but beneath the surface it is dark as hell, & someone is always watching every move you make, manipulating everyone & everything to slowly bleed it to death into a parody of what it might have been, but never achieved. FYI- U.S. had only about 15 years max, 1954-68 of real prosperity for the average person- but by then the unseen decay & terminal spiral was unstoppable. Gold was outlawed & the fiat petrodollar ponzi scam took over the world. Independent farmers fought to survive & all their kids went to college to be indoctrinated into city life & the heart of America, the backbone, slowly died.Family life was fractured & the women had to work for the family to eat & stay healthy while welfare became effective voter control. Freedom of abortion kept minority groups from getting too numerous & the welfare costs down. Still works to this day...
You can't lose what you never had...it was just a constructed illusion, planned to fail, death by a thousand, no, 375,000,000 cuts.
I'm glad to be alive to finally witness NewRome implode. Maybe something good can be built from the burnt foundation. There's still a lot of damn fine people there longing to be free, but the head has terminal cancer & unfortunately has control of the steering wheel.
As for me, your northern neighbour from the land of the "Not Sees" & the home of the Native's stolen land, I prefer to die in my sleep like granpa did, not screaming my head off like the rest of the passengers in his truck.
Post script- I avoided the elephant in the world room being ignored- Nukes- but for younger readers sake this may be why us boomers are such F👀k ups
So, Frame that ⬆️around this: Oct.1962 grade 2, 7 years old. School starts with singing anthem, quick prayer, then nuclear "safety" drill. Crawl under your desk & sit, head between bent knees, arms over your head to avoid injury/blindness by flying glass. Running home to die with mom & siblings is not allowed.
I know, I asked. Finish the indoctrination by kissing your ass goodbye.
Cynical by nature, I could tell adults were scared & lying big time so I began reading the daily newspaper (thanks ma🙏🪦)to learn the truth. By 1978 I concluded from associating with reporters editors & int'l media owners, that they were 99.44% bullshit artists.
Final nail in that coffin was Jimmy Jones/C👁eh Massacre Tour in Guyana, aka mkultra/gun/drug smuggling op. FYI- 0 people died from drinking "Kool Aid"
95% were 💉💉💉💉💉lethal injection, any resistors to the💉were shot in back of their head. The rest suicide by gun & the 👻's exited the scene. Confirmed by autopsies, head coroner Guyana.
Next recyling- milk & bakery were home delivered; pop, beer,& milk bottles were returned, to be washed ( not " recycled" aka destroyed) & reused by mfgs until they broke; we had our own shopping bags & handcarts until "convenient" paper & plastic bags took over; we dressed in our older siblings hand me downs without shame; Every mom on the block kept an eye out for us, we knew who to avoid ; we walked & rode our bikes everywhere until it was dark & played unorganized sports daily, ; turn 16 & a $100 used car was easy to find; & our Scrap yards were dark heroes of recyling for war & profit.
My point being is everything has changed & nothing has changed, same shite different tools to mess people's minds.
What has changed is our inter-relaltionships. Do you know your neighbours at all. Would you help them, would they help you if the SHTFan? Would you help a stranger? Or has fear trapped you.
People feel lost, isolated, alone because they are. They're grasping out on the interweb of everything, looking for what they should be building in their own home, hood, friends-relationships of mutual caring & support & thats the greatest loss I've witnessed. Family used to be everything & it kept (slightly 🤪more people sane than crazy.
Well, personality disorders are a part of this dysfunctional society sundered into atomic individuals, blaming themselves for their own conduct.....isn’t this a description that we are led to accept? What about starting to look at what is rotten in the state of Denmark, to quote Shakespeare. It is a destruction of the commons, privatising everything, eliminating solidarity and psychologising human conduct. It could be otherwise. Not individually, but as a community.
=== Do not be surprised when those who have [exited The Cave] do not concern themselves with the affairs of men. ===
There comes a point at which the person who gets out of The Cave realises that there is no point in trying to convince those still in it; they will find their own way out, or they won't.
The biggest wide-scale cognitive test in human history, happened in 2020-2022 - and most of "my fellow Man" failed comprehensively - so FUCK 'EM.
You nailed it. What we need is more sincere people with a platform. We need to give a voice to the direct, honest, and passionate. Connection can only be formed when people start caring. Isolation cannot be broken when indifference is the opiate of the masses.
Staying in my own lane seems to work best, relative. The North 40 is isolating, yet, the weekly chores do keep me engaged. Thank the muses I have lived many decades, self life at this point. In a good way. I am watching IT, all go down. The spin increased exponentially the last few years, post spinal cord injury. I do concur with much of your prose; reading is a leisure I have much time/energy for. Thank you my friend, GodSpeed❤️🐈⬛old lady with a virtual cat.
In lieu of a Spiritual heritage, the West has its ersatz form, belief-based mass religion.
Since belief fells out of fashion as a central organizing principle of society, the West has steadily lost inter- and intra-state coherence.
The East, and China in particular, has no such problem. Its radical Spiritual tradition was well established when Confucius was born.
So bone-deep has Chinese spiritual practice become in the intervening millennia that most of them are unaware of it.
But all are familiar with the notion that the Nature of existence and how it is arising is inherently and tacitly obvious if we remain in a state of pleasurable oneness with whatever and all the presently arises.
In fact, the government has had a Central Guidance Commission on Building Spiritual Civilization since 1997. It is tasked with educational efforts to build a "spiritual civilization" (Jingshen Wenming) in preparation for 2049 when, planners hope, China will be a moderate prosperous, modern, socialists society in which everyone will have leisure for art and contemplation.
Congrats— love this article. It was very compelling and articulates a lot of what I've been feeling lately. I am thinking a lot recently about what positive ways of thinking(political, metaphysical, social or otherwise) could surpass the historical liberalism, which has roots going back to the 1600s. I do feel a lot of excitement about the new things coming in my lifetime, despite the feeling of disintegration presently.
Errr, 1980 on that pic of the 50s? Are you sure?
Nice picture of $5000 car - in 1956 - where the hell did you find that twisted bit?
I can be a saviour to everyone but myself
I’m wicked in the way that dolphins are
I’m unable to lose faith I’ve never had
I’ve white lines on my wrist that don’t look like cocaine
I inhale your hate to tattoo my blood
I’ve seen death and kept my sight
If I could unfurl this thinking mud,
who would be dead, who would be blind?
Dreams are my blanket, love-lost my sheet,
my body an extortion of fleshy thought
What grade of thunder writes these words?
We’re all undone, only numbers crying to be number one
I traded ambition for the hope of love,
and love violence’s life into distraction:
“Smile when I rape you, then it won’t feel so bad”
(but angels don’t spread their legs for common infections)
I cannot fuck myself to understanding
or dissolve questions with knives unbuttered
Conversations are cemented with lies
I’m the Outcast, wettened with truth
My passage is silent to gods and pigs
I don’t need the sun when I’m proud with matches
There’s tragedy in the presentiment of souvenirs
Sweets should never be sharpened
I stab my tongue through the lips of this world
whilst armies whisper inside of me.
PS: I called it 'Whispers' when I wrote it ages ago, but now it more a shout, this reaction to our world no longer round or with a map, no up just down, marketing instead of left or right - pressure, pressure, pressure, and probably hopeless truth searches.
Outstanding as always, Simplicius. I sensed what was coming many years ago and wrote a novel on it. It's aimed at the UK market primarily, but you'll find a lot in it that applies universally. Happy to send you a free copy if you're interested.
https://www.amazon.com/Lost-Causes-Richard-Nichols-ebook/dp/B0893M6PQF/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=lost+causes+richard+nichols&qid=1618187048&sr=8-1
love your russia analysis. Stick to what you know. And this aint it. This is the biggest load of steaming bigotted crap that I have had the misfortune to read in a while. Chirstopher Rufo as a source? are you f--ing kidding me? Good lord. Go to bed get some sleep. Try again tomorrow
This reminds me of the film *Idiocracy* - “those rubber-fumed monuments to the idol of consumption dotted endlessly with the faded reds of bygone signage, the faded reds of a once vibrant America”.
Quick note that Josh Slocum here has been talking about cluster B society here for years, and I have a deep suspicion Rufo is ripping off his work.
"Dark Futura", where Simplicius talks himself up his own asshole.
Fun seeing that little clip from Aeon Flux though-
"What does not kill us makes us STRANGER"
-Trevor Goodchild
U$A is like a twisted Disney version of the Truman Show, from a distance it might look fine but beneath the surface it is dark as hell, & someone is always watching every move you make, manipulating everyone & everything to slowly bleed it to death into a parody of what it might have been, but never achieved. FYI- U.S. had only about 15 years max, 1954-68 of real prosperity for the average person- but by then the unseen decay & terminal spiral was unstoppable. Gold was outlawed & the fiat petrodollar ponzi scam took over the world. Independent farmers fought to survive & all their kids went to college to be indoctrinated into city life & the heart of America, the backbone, slowly died.Family life was fractured & the women had to work for the family to eat & stay healthy while welfare became effective voter control. Freedom of abortion kept minority groups from getting too numerous & the welfare costs down. Still works to this day...
You can't lose what you never had...it was just a constructed illusion, planned to fail, death by a thousand, no, 375,000,000 cuts.
I'm glad to be alive to finally witness NewRome implode. Maybe something good can be built from the burnt foundation. There's still a lot of damn fine people there longing to be free, but the head has terminal cancer & unfortunately has control of the steering wheel.
As for me, your northern neighbour from the land of the "Not Sees" & the home of the Native's stolen land, I prefer to die in my sleep like granpa did, not screaming my head off like the rest of the passengers in his truck.
Post script- I avoided the elephant in the world room being ignored- Nukes- but for younger readers sake this may be why us boomers are such F👀k ups
So, Frame that ⬆️around this: Oct.1962 grade 2, 7 years old. School starts with singing anthem, quick prayer, then nuclear "safety" drill. Crawl under your desk & sit, head between bent knees, arms over your head to avoid injury/blindness by flying glass. Running home to die with mom & siblings is not allowed.
I know, I asked. Finish the indoctrination by kissing your ass goodbye.
Cynical by nature, I could tell adults were scared & lying big time so I began reading the daily newspaper (thanks ma🙏🪦)to learn the truth. By 1978 I concluded from associating with reporters editors & int'l media owners, that they were 99.44% bullshit artists.
Final nail in that coffin was Jimmy Jones/C👁eh Massacre Tour in Guyana, aka mkultra/gun/drug smuggling op. FYI- 0 people died from drinking "Kool Aid"
95% were 💉💉💉💉💉lethal injection, any resistors to the💉were shot in back of their head. The rest suicide by gun & the 👻's exited the scene. Confirmed by autopsies, head coroner Guyana.
Next recyling- milk & bakery were home delivered; pop, beer,& milk bottles were returned, to be washed ( not " recycled" aka destroyed) & reused by mfgs until they broke; we had our own shopping bags & handcarts until "convenient" paper & plastic bags took over; we dressed in our older siblings hand me downs without shame; Every mom on the block kept an eye out for us, we knew who to avoid ; we walked & rode our bikes everywhere until it was dark & played unorganized sports daily, ; turn 16 & a $100 used car was easy to find; & our Scrap yards were dark heroes of recyling for war & profit.
My point being is everything has changed & nothing has changed, same shite different tools to mess people's minds.
What has changed is our inter-relaltionships. Do you know your neighbours at all. Would you help them, would they help you if the SHTFan? Would you help a stranger? Or has fear trapped you.
People feel lost, isolated, alone because they are. They're grasping out on the interweb of everything, looking for what they should be building in their own home, hood, friends-relationships of mutual caring & support & thats the greatest loss I've witnessed. Family used to be everything & it kept (slightly 🤪more people sane than crazy.
It's no wonder
why we're all at least a little bit crazy.
It was the plan all along.
Mission accomplished.
Well, personality disorders are a part of this dysfunctional society sundered into atomic individuals, blaming themselves for their own conduct.....isn’t this a description that we are led to accept? What about starting to look at what is rotten in the state of Denmark, to quote Shakespeare. It is a destruction of the commons, privatising everything, eliminating solidarity and psychologising human conduct. It could be otherwise. Not individually, but as a community.
=== “Do you feel it too?”
Bruh, the view count on "Rich Men North of Richmond" tells you how close we are to a new Peasants' Revolt.
Tens of millions of people feel it.
They're still in The Cave, but they're out of the chains and they can see a glimmer above them.
It remains to be seen whether they continue to climb.
The original Allegory of the Cave (Plato, "Republic", §7.514a et seq) tells us that most of them won't.
That's consistent with what one of the greatest of the Sages (Bias of Priene) also observed, 2500 years ago -
Οι Πλεθστοι Ανθροποι Κακοι
Most People Are Shit.
So as far as I am concerned, I stop at §7.517c in "Republic" -
=== τόδε συνοιήθητι καὶ μὴ θαυμάσῃς ὅτι οἱ ἐνταῦθα ἐλθόντες οὐκ ἐθέλουσιν τὰ τῶν ἀνθρώπων πράττειν.
=== Do not be surprised when those who have [exited The Cave] do not concern themselves with the affairs of men. ===
There comes a point at which the person who gets out of The Cave realises that there is no point in trying to convince those still in it; they will find their own way out, or they won't.
The biggest wide-scale cognitive test in human history, happened in 2020-2022 - and most of "my fellow Man" failed comprehensively - so FUCK 'EM.
You nailed it. What we need is more sincere people with a platform. We need to give a voice to the direct, honest, and passionate. Connection can only be formed when people start caring. Isolation cannot be broken when indifference is the opiate of the masses.
Staying in my own lane seems to work best, relative. The North 40 is isolating, yet, the weekly chores do keep me engaged. Thank the muses I have lived many decades, self life at this point. In a good way. I am watching IT, all go down. The spin increased exponentially the last few years, post spinal cord injury. I do concur with much of your prose; reading is a leisure I have much time/energy for. Thank you my friend, GodSpeed❤️🐈⬛old lady with a virtual cat.
In lieu of a Spiritual heritage, the West has its ersatz form, belief-based mass religion.
Since belief fells out of fashion as a central organizing principle of society, the West has steadily lost inter- and intra-state coherence.
The East, and China in particular, has no such problem. Its radical Spiritual tradition was well established when Confucius was born.
So bone-deep has Chinese spiritual practice become in the intervening millennia that most of them are unaware of it.
But all are familiar with the notion that the Nature of existence and how it is arising is inherently and tacitly obvious if we remain in a state of pleasurable oneness with whatever and all the presently arises.
In fact, the government has had a Central Guidance Commission on Building Spiritual Civilization since 1997. It is tasked with educational efforts to build a "spiritual civilization" (Jingshen Wenming) in preparation for 2049 when, planners hope, China will be a moderate prosperous, modern, socialists society in which everyone will have leisure for art and contemplation.
Congrats— love this article. It was very compelling and articulates a lot of what I've been feeling lately. I am thinking a lot recently about what positive ways of thinking(political, metaphysical, social or otherwise) could surpass the historical liberalism, which has roots going back to the 1600s. I do feel a lot of excitement about the new things coming in my lifetime, despite the feeling of disintegration presently.