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Showing posts with label Learn to love Dystopia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Learn to love Dystopia. Show all posts

Thursday 23 September 2021

I'm Not Complaining

I know what's ahead.

It's fine by me.

There is absolutely no possibility at all, that what I already know is going to happen - will fail to happen.
See, most of you still don't get this...
But you will. Next article, I promise to explain.


The underlying issue is to do with what human psychology permitted the 'up wave.' What that was, was a social phenomenon - and I'm not going to canvas it here, except to say that it came about due to the exhaustion by success, of a generation of mostly males, post-WW II.

Earlier today, this morning in fact, I was watching the face of a young girl, sitting in the driver's seat of a new car, with her father in the passenger seat. They were in the driveway out, of a new car dealership.

The faces told amazing sociological stories. 

I was far too young, not anywhere near driving age - even though I could drive a car - when my father bought my eldest sister a sports car; it was effectively a street-legal racing car. I won't say which one, but it was the big thing at the time, the big 'pony car' fashion statement, but it was nonetheless very very fast.

We were all part of the 'buying experience' and it was just very cool for me to be driven to school by my sister in her incredibly amazing sports car every day!

I had so much 'stuff' from my parents there was never any question about envy or anything like that - that was a ridiculous idea. Besides my eldest sister is significantly older than me.

For me, there was a book to read while she was having to 'deal with the traffic!' LOL

...That's literally the way I saw it at the time.
The martial artists have a saying:
There are three mountains... One mountain is bigger
than the other. But they all still mountains.


And by no means are we talking about some weak kid here, with his nose in books only - at the time I was playing in the highest grade of Australian Rules Football alongside guys who later became the winners of the state's highest, and then the national highest, football awards. Literally at that level with a good deal of success. ...When I observed other teams go out with an express view of sending one particular slightly senior player to hospital so that the Eastern States' professional league scouts would miss seeing that player the two weeks ahead they would be there (supposedly incognito) - and he got concussed twice in a row - I realized it was time to step back from the racket.

Here is a good saying, and it does come from the Bible: 'what you ask for you don't receive because you want to spend it on your lusts.'

Well, we all have 'lusts' of one kind or another - the Bible equally says that 'Elias was a man subject to the same lusts as all of us, yet...'

It's the 'yet' you have to work on uncovering what that is all about in that famous text.

Tomorrow things will not be the same as today or as yesterday.
Next article... blow your mind.


You may think following the stock-market as it Crashes over the next seven months, is 'what it is all about.' But you cannot know that anyone will actually pay you, even if you did hold a spread of short positions that made 'liquidity.'

See what I'm really trying to say is the same people who gunned for this talented kid who was at the age where he could be picked up into a valuable contract - are the same people...

...that are not the politicians running your life; running those people's lives.

Politicians never have the *'s to actually personally go out and knock anyone out. They are snakes that attack from the rear - always.

The mistake they are making is believing something has changed since we all played football together.

Nothing has changed, it is going to a bloody mess and I will certainly not be 'picking up any pieces' for anyone afterwards. Nobody gave me that job and I have no moral compulsion thinking about doing it either.

If you're out there on the playing field, lying, dying, bleeding - well you are just going to bleed out and expire.
I love Dystopia. Learn to love Dystopia.
It is literally where all the fun is.
It is Paradise on Earth.


Oh I'll be at the riots all right. But not right in them.

I don't have a 'bug out bag' because I am not planning on, nor expecting to, run away anywhere.

I'm not 'fleeing' anything. This is what I came here for.

This is what my life is about.

I do carry around a First Aid kit though.

And I have done for a year at least. They are not expensive. Go get yourself one.

Be a good person. LOL

You know, some of you kids out there who I know read this place sometimes - and otherwise spend your days and nights glued to 'Cyberpunk 2077' - why don't you live the reality of dystopia; since you think you know what it's all about.

Look if you really knew your way around 'Dystopia' like you all think you do, boy you could make a bundle of money right now.

Dystopia is not 'tomorrow,' mate. It's right here now, today.

(My friend Cristina wrote this and sang this. I forgot to include her in the people to thank. Because she was not there. But still I should have included her name in that list. Apologies):