I have this nightmare. This fear in the back of my mind, in the pit of my stomach. In this hellish place there are people sitting. Sit and they sit. They sit miserable all day at screens until their psoas muscles tighten and shorten and their shoulders become seemingly, permanently, slouched forward, confidence and health slouching simultaneously. Their eyes are fixated on another screen flashing false reality, they worship this lifeless “Smart” TV that is screaming YOU NEED ALL THIS STUFF IN ORDER TO BE HAPPY, DEATH DESTRUCTION TO THE WORLD, POLITICS AND MOLESTATION, SUBLIMINAL MIND RAPE, STRIPPING THEM OF INTUITION AND LEAVING THEM STUPID AND JADED, DULL AND DESENSITIZED IN A POOL OF DELUSION. JEALOUSY, ANGER, HATRED OOZING OUT OF A BLINKING BOX WHILE FASCIA HARDENS, AND PEOPLE ARE DYING ELSEWHERE, AND THE PLANET ROTS BENEATH POORLY, CHEAPLY BUILT FOUNDATIONS.
Next, finally, one of these people gets up from their chair. He goes to the grocery store. He says to himself, “It’s time to change, I just feel horrible and exhausted all the time from eating fast food and junk. All these medicines for my anxiety and depression are making me dull.” He picks up a plastic box of salad and some mushrooms, tomatoes, and sprouts. He goes home to prepare his nutritious meal and eats it. 9 hours later he starts vomiting. Food poisoning. In this nightmare, a group of people high up in the distribution chain poisoned the food for a pay off from intelligent pharmaceutical marketers. Slowly sending out batches, forming a manipulated association in the collective mind that healthy food equals sickness. Poisoning leafy greens and fruits. But doesn’t the food industry draw in enough money? People have to eat! But if they eat clean, well, proportionally, and organically, they won’t get sick, and if they don’t get sick, well then the medical and pharmaceutical companies don’t get their money, and well if they don’t make their money, well they can’t keep making drugs that only mask problems, and get people addicted, and then the big guys in news media can’t put out on all of their beloved screens that we have an illegal drug epidemic, and then immediately afterwards play a commercial with an insecure self-exploited bulimic actress eating a greasy hamburger with french fries that she throws up later off screen because of society induced pressure to be a certain way, then the guy go gets the hamburger and fries cause hot chicks eat them and he knows that won’t give him food poisoning immediately, he doesn’t think about delayed consequences of clogged arteries and a heart attack later because he wasn’t shown that in the commercial and all the screen watching dulled his intuition and deafened him to his own body, and he was shot down in one good decision cause of someone else’s greed. And then the american heart association puts recipes for meat oriented dishes on their website, and he’ll sit back down in his chair cause his body is depressed from the hamburger that sickly cortisol ridden cows were slaughtered en masse to be lumped together, frozen, and greased for his consumption… the fucking horror of negative cyclical karma snowballing to nuclear warfare and the end of a species. Dust and dollar bills settling over bomb shelters of the few people who can afford them, and most probably, the same people that gave the orders to drop the first bomb in the first place.
And these chair-creatures, in this nightmare, you see, they procreate when they get out of their chairs for a few minutes or maybe they do it in their chairs, I don’t know, and these beautiful newborn babies full of potential and vitality and connection in their eyes, well, they got born into this chair-screen-nightmare. They are never shown or told where to look for possibility and movement and awareness. They never realize that their potential is endless and then they operate at a very low standard and capacity in misery and a yearning for more all of their lives because laziness and convenience and manipulation overtook sustainability and practicality. The apocalypse that the religious (organized religion designed to gain power over others) manifested and made real by their own doing… the catastrophe of greed and selfishness and fear purveyed for the returned instant gratification and the want for immediate decrease of discomfort and friction but only causing more discomfort and friction in the long run.
This nightmare is the holocaust of the divine human body and its maintenance. This nightmare is the ruination of collective evolution. This nightmare is the cataclysm of gouging out the third eye.
I come out of this nightmare on my mat.