Another Midnight Day

Looks like it’s set to rain all day... The cover of grey clouds is weighing on the city.

I don’t know why I’m surprised anymore when I stumble across stuff on the internet. Like, I don’t know, learning that rice has been genetically modified with human genes (2007 Daily Mail article). It’s not like I’d never heard of GM food, is it?... I just never imagined they would go so far as adding HUMAN genes to food. The sorcerers behind that - I mean scientists... - like to say they’ve discovered a way to cure children’s basic diseases in third world countries by adding stuff in the rice. Shame they don’t bother ensuring clean water first in those countries... But if they did just that, they would be sorting out the source of most diseases, so where would the profit be?




There had been talks before of how they could now add vitamins, even vaccines straight into your tomatoes, I’ll have you know. Where does it stop? Can you even hope to escape the current dictat?

Where is the so-called freedom when you can’t even choose what you put in your mouth?

What are we but human recycling bins in the end?

It seems that all is well as long as there is no immediate effect to link their mojo to sickness. The trouble with such insane tempering with nature itself is the long TERM effects, but when you are surrounded by chemicals, there is little hope of finding the root cause of disease caused by the tempering.

Funny how it’s always the same kind of disorders that prevails in western societies, eh? More and more children are born with eczema or will develop the condition, and the number of women suffering from hormonal imbalance that can link to infertility keeps growing. Perhaps mum is right after all, when she jokingly says that we were the dinosaurs. Aren’t we changing into freaks of nature, after all?

The deadly cocktail of food tempering coupled with whatever they put in those vaccines...
It wasn’t enough to inject cattle with hormones... No... Not enough. Not bad enough, not enough profit.


How dare I even protest? Look, they’d say; look what we gave to you, ungrateful little sod! Look at the pretty city, the supermarkets and leisure we’ve created for you! All that comfort... Your ancestors were either enslaved or they lived in shacks, starving. Now look! Look! How dare you even question that today’s way of life isn’t better?

I can’t watch programs on slaughter houses. I can’t watch, let alone think too much about the line of cattle going for the kill one after the other because it reminds me of our humanity, except they made the landscape prettier for us to an extent. They break sheep’s legs when the beasts refuse to comply and move up along the chain that leads them to their death, but they can’t do that with humans - not in such an obvious fashion. So they break our legs, and they eventually break our necks through illusions, because all that really separates us from cattle is the ability to reason. The latter forces our butchers to be a little craftier when it comes to placing us on the line that will lead us to death. All for what?

ALL FOR WHAT? I don’t know anymore... Is it really all for profit? Is money that big a deal, to the point of turning people into pure evil? Where does the poison come from? Who brought it to us? Such a waste... A waste of life. The real genocide is that of the mind. Once you’ve killed the spirit, I can’t see what’s left to save.

Life is wasted, flushed down the drain, but most people understand only things like ‘waste of time’, or ‘waste of money’, or ‘waste of energy’... What does it mean when you say ‘waste of life’, huh? It is, once again, the total sum of all that is humanly wasted. My own life, and probably yours, is a distorted version of what it ought to have been... At this point I wouldn’t know how else to put it. Look beyond the veil of illusions and the comfort that numbs the mind.

Poisoned on one side, told how special we are on the other... If that’s not perversion at its extreme, I don’t know what is. It serves its purpose, though. We end up utterly baffled, confused. "But look at what they gave us on that side, look at how they try to save lives, how they try to perfect our comfort - they even gave us HD tv, mate... Surely they can’t be hurting us from the other side. It doesn’t make sense."

There, my point exactly: it doesn’t make sense. That’s the goal.

The nihilist society

Things have to get worse before they get better... It’s hard to see how much worse things can get on all levels. We’ve got to the stage where we no longer have any idea what it is we put in our mouth, but we carry on mindlessly courtesy of adaptation and, well, conditioning.

Take my case, for instance. I was born when supermarket giants were already the norm, just as banks, credit cards and the media were. I never stopped to wonder about the voices that came out from the radio or television sat in mum’s living room because I was born and grew up surrounded by these machines from the start. I took them for granted, as a normal occurrence of life. It’s hard to question what seems to always have been there. It’s even harder when the general consensus dictates that it is a good thing.

Isn’t it a shock to the system when you suddenly learn that what you always took for granted and safe turns out to be reckless and life-threatening, maybe to the point of being in fact evil? At this point, I no longer long for an escape into a fantasy world - it almost feels as though I’ve begun to drown in some dystopia. As Cara would have thought: “Of all the fantasies I’d longed to escape into, this one was not one of them.”

Everything is distorted, twisted according to some agenda, and though it appears almost impossible to spell out exactly what is going on, one thing emerges clear as a diluted, mid-summer blue sky: all that is done is done for profit.

Science is no longer a potential wonder for mankind, it is a weapon. You read of genetic manipulations under the guise of ‘human interest’. Where does one draw the line? The scary thing is that a majority in power, and even within scientific circles, don’t believe that any line should be drawn - ever. Why draw a line, they would smirk, when all a line does is limit you. So you hear of mice being grown a human ear on their backs and the justification for such gross barbary is simple: to further scientific and medical advances in the hope of 'saving' more human lives.


In one corner, you have pro-life folks storming against individuals who choose to abort their foetus or embryo. In another corner, you have a bunch of scientists planning to use embryos for experiments. Science has become another blanket word and anything goes under its guise. To live. To survive. To remain in this world for as long as possible. That excuse is enough to carry out the most perverse of actions.

Sure, on an individual level, one could not be blamed for wanting to live or survive... It is part of an instinct as old as the Earth itself - that of survival. But... No, we are not supposed to live forever, and no, we are not supposed to get our own way every time, and no we are not supposed to justify the means for an end. In every trauma, every terrible event or set of circumstances that befall us, there is something for the person to learn from - to grow. It doesn’t mean it won’t be hard, almost destructive at times, but it is the only way to grow as human beings.

Childhood is about learning boundaries, hence the constant breaching of such boundaries. Adults are meant to guide and teach, and make sure whatever boundary is breached, it isn’t one that is too horrendous or destructive. The aim would be that through the experiment of breaching boundaries and learning from early, basic experiences, one would reach the adult stage of life with at least a rough idea of which boundaries need to be respected. The rest of existence is spent refining such notions. In other words, we then spend the rest of our lives getting to understand better the ethical and moral side of existence as human beings with the unique ability to think and reason. Well, that’s what ought to be the case. Instead, we see adult life being squandered in futility where materiality and greed become the only purpose for mankind.

In the end, capitalism and consumerism are direct tenets of a nihilist society.
Greed leads to corruption; consumerism leads to want, which leads to greed, which eventually leads to corruption. Here is the pattern that defines what we call a capitalistic society. Profit becomes the beating heart of the system and under its umbrella greed, corruption, consumerism and wants are like arteries departing from it.

There is no such thing as a selfish trait or gene, it is a nurtured, grossly distorted consequence from all the above through conditioning and the need to adapt to survive.
Profit and its pulsing arteries such as greed, consumerism and corruption lead nowhere but to a nihilist conclusion. The process by which it destroys itself is akin to a cancer eating at a body from within. Everything else slowly withers and perishes until only the umbrella and its departing arteries remain, and when that happens, all else is destroyed, and even the umbrella begins to dissolve to nothingness to give way for chaos.

Make-believe and reality as we see fit

I’ve written it before, I shall write it once more: money is the poison to men’s heart, which in turn will wither to a dead pulp. It will be the cause of destruction all around and for what? For a fistful of dollars. The so-called God, the one a lot of people believe in, is given false sweet names and a nicely tailored fairytale when it is but a mere reflection of their greed. God as we ‘know’ it is an ever adaptable, ever-changing excuse to worship what sounds shameful to the ear: bling-bling, money, shiny pretty things. We don’t have a God as the men of religion proclaim, it’s all a sham. What you believe in is a very intricate propaganda machine meant to control people. If there was a God somewhere, we wouldn’t have the first idea what or who it is. We simply could not comprehend even a glimpse of such a higher subject. The rest is part of a man-made fabrication. Delusions....

I was thinking about the French Revolution the other day. It was such a strong statement, a step towards the ideal of equality. “Liberte, Fraternite, egality.”

Chopping the aristocracy’s head off was a sublime symbol of revolt among the people but the rest that ensued soon became a farce. Perhaps it was planned as a farce from the start. If you think about it...Are we really free today? It sure feels like we have more freedom than we had a century ago...Or have we? I’m tempted to think that only the settings and ways of exploiting people have changed. Why? 

The ideals of the French Revolution were grand, the direction taken flawed from the start. The idealist goal was to give power to the people but it was done so carelessly and without enough thorough reasoning that in the end people chopped the royalty’s head off only to give power back to the Bourgeoisie on a silver plate. The people never got that power, they only think they did, but that again was an illusion. The only difference between aristocracy and the Bourgeoisie is that the former’s glory and power were given from birth while the latter’s stem from the new plague: money. So the surroundings, the settings have, indeed, changed, but not the problems themselves. They only morphed from one issue to another variant of it. We merely replaced crownies with more corrupted people, only the new ones had less money perhaps to start with. We were taken for a ride by the ‘bourgeoisie’. 

We never change the core of human problems, we keep interchanging players and unless the corrupt ones can be weeded out there will never be a better society, something that actually stands a chance to be fairer than ever before.