What is considered, without any conscious consideration in any given movement of existence? Falling under the spell of what one thinks that they have become. Believing in the mystique that one fields for the sake of the impression that one is able to cast upon others. Trying to obtain the most favorable place in the pecking order of general humanity.Reconciling one’s self to how people actually perceive them. Salted heavily in-between in this mix is the moral force of contemporary films generated by major motion picture based entities that provide off the shelf personas. The furthering of commerce and the seamless integration of individuals into usable social units aided by the sense of empathy that is generated by actors in carefully produced scenarios that cover every possible topic of acceptable existence, past , present and future. Any given human of any description is a puzzle piece that is modified to fit or if unsuitable to the process, simply discarded in favor of another malleable subject. Play the game or not.
The suppression of anger and management of constant frustration being the norm. Happiness and the illusion of all one’s desires in the present tense or others that one devises in any possible conception of the future obtainable without struggle. The tension from the pull of opposites keeping one tautly immobile advancing out of character only with the assent of outside influence. The reconfigured model of society where women are universal replacements for men rather than complimentary partners in family unity’s being a favored theme in the artificial model of Utopian reintegration. One that replaces the competition of organized belief systems suggesting that the chaos of the universe is simply a larger reflection of regular society rather than the other way around. Either way there is no escape. You want to eat? You want to have a secure place to sleep? All the land is owned and food costs money. If you don’t have that then get a job. The last century saw the majority of the population seduced from any sense of self-sufficiency. All options beyond becoming a productive member of society eliminated. Play this game or rot.
What is the point? A very good question! In fact the antipathy of the whole exercise being only to ask the same set of preconfigured questions. If a question arises from outside this set of same then it must be assimilated quickly lest it taint others. So then any themes outside the main tract will probably be automatically disparaged by those that are summarily incorporated into the larger organizational unit of conventionality of groupthink. Better to keep any aberrant thoughts to yourself lest they bring down the hammer of social retribution. Simply keep those thoughts in check or better yet let them dissipate in the new land of WiFi forgetfulness of overtaxed consciousness. The seed of salvation is planted in millions of false images accumulated since infancy by vendors of illusion peddlers. There is a formula that keeps things under the radar by emulating the most preferred acceptable patterns of behavior. Where can one count upon the knowledge that their own life is truly of their own creation? What is truly important amidst all the implanted trivialities? Play that game’s unending plot.
Perhaps it is apparent that posing these questions equates to the violation of this central theme? Stupidity really! Producing another cliche that itself ties into the very sort of thinking that is being disparaged? The extension of the universe’s chaos must break through such modes of frozen assumptions. It is doubtful that any unorganized sense of focus would peer so deeply into the obvious. The pseudopodia quickly withdrawn at the first encounter. Pain and pleasure! Give them what they want to escape one’s self and volunteer all your waking time to one day infrequently deserve the other. Forget about such abstract notions as hard work or integrity since the game is rigged to place your self-interests at cross purposes with what is represented as this same. In the midst of early morning when most of society is once again dormant and prone there is only you. Alone! What sort of game can one play if one is really alone? Only the institutional embedded kind that have been mapped out for you. Are we not all Gilgamesh? Don’t play the game . . .