Leave it to me to use my personnal porn blog to start rambling about non-popular subjects way out of the general paths of such an area-precise platform. I mean who would actually visit a half-assed porn blog for insights on a madman's conspiracy theories and other such highly questionable viewpoints? It's hard to justify but after so many years of doing so (not counting the years prior to this blog, i.e. the two previously censored blogs and the years before a proper blogsite, as well as a lifetime prior to the internet-oh how our world has changed when folks like myself remember days before selfies and "likes" and the systematic dumbing down of the post 80s generations by the mass marketing propaganda offered by portable online phones and tablets and such!), but then again I do like to believe that I do not need to do additional justification, perhaps due to the fact that I somehow feel I have justified and explained myself on the subject quite elaborately (if not simply numerously). Nonetheless, a porn blog shouldn't be a proverbial soap box for pseudo-intellectual and barely socio-political ramblings. Yet here I am, and here is another!
Over the past couple of days I have felt a series of interesting and conflicting emotions, between my personal life as the workplace environment. On one hand I feel quite content and relaxed at my home life of the recent past based on how I can do a few little and random bits of fulfilling activities such as, but not limited to, gardening, eradicating wasps and other pest nuisances, and both watching/absorbing porn and shooting a handful of clips. And yet on the workplace environment I feel as though I am being choked and forced into submission by a lack of influence and co-operation. That being said I have also absorbed a fair share of other conspiracists' and propaganda debunkers' own material and this was refueled by my knowledge of the system, it's grasp on the lower/worker class, and how no affect we have on how the world goes about feeding the masses mind-control media to perpetuate the illusion onto us. How close to the Orwellian dystopia we have become, how the masses continue to refuse to either see or wake up from the awakened collective slumber, and of course, how the system of control and oppression is a model for which every business functions. After all, we can only run things the way we have been taught to run them, using the models which have been in place for us to conform to.
OK so maybe these are the signs of an addict going through withdrawal. For the past, what, three weeks now I am running on "airplane" mode/data off of my phone since I busted my monthly allowance of data (as per my plan), and am Not using my phone for anything outside my household's WiFi connection. So in essence, I only use my phone about 10% of the time I usually do, unable to go online, to update my blog, to text/phone or communicate with anyone at all during business hours. You get the drift, I hope. Anyway, point is that as soon as the provider's bill came in I paid it in full, since it was the end of the month. But it has been a week now since the moth began, and the bill was paid, and still I am at the hilt of my data usage, as if my monthly program did not reset. Maybe the monthly cycle starts somewhere at random during the month, or maybe the app/program I use on my phone to calculate my monthly usage hasn't re-set, this I do not know. All I know is that it does get pretty "boring" or even "lonely" without any communication with anyone during most of the waking hours. And with this last statement I showcase how truly addictive these online devices are, and how easy it is to become enslaved by them; the lure of exhibitionism is strong, the idea of having a possible audience to our daily meal photographs and selfies is compelling, and with this we are subdued and submitted to the system itself, to the machine which makes us selfish and individualistic while promising a world of connectivity, of community, of fulfillment. Anyway if you have read this so far and are still reading, then here you know why I haven't answered or texted you of late. If my only "online" time is when I am at home, and when I am at home I am principally required to take care of what is at home (such as my wife, my cats, my plants, food and utilities, etc.), then surely you understand my recent absence. All of this is my fault: if I hadn't decided to watch stupid online porn videos at work on my phone using data and gotten addicted to "Saar" 's own DIY porn (more on that later), I probably would not be in this situation right now.
So now the point is how unfulfilling life has become. Not because of this lack of online connectivity, but rather because of the conscious realization that my life simply does not belong to me, at least not in the way that we generally think it does. I don't really need to start repeating myself at this point on the subject of why the worker class is hypnotized cattle for the 1%/illuminati and all that jazz I have written about in numerous prior posts and blogs. No, what is of relevance now is how much of myself is being rented out to the system on a daily basis . Although it isn't just giving a good 80% to 95% of my all-too-rare and seriously depleting energy to this thankless job, it does make it a major point to mention. Maybe most people don't work as hard as I do. Maybe most people have more energy to begin with, than I do. Maybe most people have jobs which compliments them or rewards them or fulfills them. But let's ask ourselves what is the percentage of humans living in an industrialized society with a job are actually content and feel like their work is an extension of themselves, how it actually adds to the quality of their own lives. I suspect that the percentage in question may not be as high as imagined. Or maybe so people think they are content but are in fact still lying to themselves or living in a fog of disinformation about the true nature of their work. I'm not talking about the people who have a net worth of a million dollars or even those who are closer to the 1%, but the common folk, the working class. I wonder how many people of the bottom level 99% of the working class are actually happy about their job, their working conditions, their employers and such. Well I should point out that this "machine", this "system" which apparently enslaves us all without our knowledge actually does not really exist per se, but is given ultimate power by us giving it it's power over us. Since elected officials are there to reflect the corporate interests of those who have been elected to such power or those who have the means to lay claim to it, the power they do have is how we allow them to have said power over us, by fear, submission, mass-produced hysteria and entertainment, scare tactics, coercion, manipulation and disinformation. Although I am not saying we should all rally up and allow the organized armed forces bring harm to us by means of "peace control" against public manifests, I am saying that we have the capacity of self government if enlightened, as opposed to the brutal evil nature of the selfishness taught and promoted on us by the system which perpetuates itself by disinformating us on how anarchy and chaotic violence would emerge if such a system were to be brought down. Our politicians, presidents and governments, at the core, would not have any power over the individuals if this power was not given to them and brutally enforced by those who do have access to the resources. OK so maybe that was a wee bit too proto-hippy speak for what I am trying to say. It is simple. Don't watch TV. Don't believe everything unconditionally. Question everything including your own self and try to start to know your self. Never take anything at face value. All (mis)information made available is carefully manipulated to entice a reaction and opinion on your part, coupled with corporate interests feeding you the need to own something, to buy products.
If you have a 2 & 3/4 hour chunk of time, I strongly suggest to bring your open and freshly rested mind over to an online documentary called something along the lines of "hypernornalization" of America. It is a rather long and apparently detailed, although in actuality it is very condensed, observation on how the concept of living in a dream-like/alternate reality after a careful series of media and other manipulations after the real power of the world was transfered from politics to "globalisation" began in 1975. Like all morcel of so-called information, one must always err with caution and take things with a heave dose of the proverbial salt, but it does showcase how it is not just highly plausible but highly likely that the world we, the everyday people, the working class, those who were bred and taught to work for the "system" without ever questioning the larger picture (or the truth for that matter), believe we live in a world which is but a construct of how those in power and in control of the media and information. Orwell's "1984" 's NewSpeak exists today with the now publicly accepted politically correct terminology and expressions which "neutrify" what they are meant to describe. The Watchowski's "The Matrix" exists today albeit in a "paper format" where the reality of our system is but an illusion created by those in power and kept alive by our refusal to see it for what it is. Instead of keeping ourselves informed and seeking out the truth, we unfortunately continue to support a media system which glorifies soap opera gimmicks and the cult of celebrity, instead of even remotely attempting to report on real issues. We are too busy on our social media sites absorbing what the algorithms are reflecting back at us, which again is a way of preventing the real news from seeping through. It doesn't take long before we get bombarded by their media junk specifically taylor made for each of us individually, in turn continuing to feed their bots and algorithms to continue sending us what we think is what we need and what we are, all the while we are slumbering in this catatonic state preventing us from even knowing that there may be an alternative, something different out there, or even the possibility of change. The cynic in me believes it is all too late for change and that we are in fact already living in the post-apocalyptic world our science-fiction writers have imagined, only this time it is not a barren wasteland or a zombie apocalypse but a world-wide epidemic where we aren't just uninterested in attempting to change how the system works but we have grown unable to even want to see it for what it truly is.
So where does this leave you or me for that matter? Well I can not speak speak for you, but I can still speak for myself (as long as they haven't turned a bill into a law which would make the expression of oneself a criminal act), and is why I do things in my own circle of being which doesn't support the system and prevents me from feeling like a hypocrite. Yes I am powerless in this world but that does not mean I should succumb to it and allow it to overtake me with my consent. I bring back my perishables from work everyday to put in the compost at hime because there is no composting system at work. I recycle everything I can even if it means it takes a few extra minutes everytime I do so. I try to eat and buy organic foods and local farm products, as well as try to grow my own vegetables in pots (since I can't have a garden seeing as how I live in an apartment). I don't support the culture industry and instead continue to buy everything I truly care for from independent and DIY artists, for example I buy my music directly from the bands whenever possible, and don't buy nor purchase items of mass productions such as the commercial media designed to be disposable and a marketing ploy for more propaganda and commercial product placement. How come big popstars which international exposure never sell themselves to advertise products like fruits, milk, or vegetables? How come they always sell out for the corporate brands filled with chemicals and carcinogens? How come one of the first words out of a baby's mouth is "McDonalds"? Even just right now, this very week as it were, I decided not to buy anything at ComicCon. Oh, I apologize, it seems I did not give any reference to that last bit of a statement. Well if you read my ramblings thus far, then allow me to explain it to you as swiftly as possible.
My wife decided to buy us two deluxe tickets to ComicCon this year because one of her favorite actors will be there for the first time we have known of, in Canada. As with all ComicCons in the 514 over the years, it has become increasingly big and important with more and more star power of the genre(s) are appearing for autographs, photographs, and panel discussions. And like most people, I too was smitten by the list of guests this year, counting at least five people (not counting those my wife wanted to see) I would have liked to have met. However these people are extremely rarely available for just a meet and greet and one needs to pay for an autograph in order to meet them. And this year, autographs are in the range of $55 to $110 a pop. Yes, you read that right. Now of course at first the lure of the lights and glamour of it all seemed unimportant as I could actually meet and interact, for a very brief moment, with these semi-famous people which I have enjoyed their various performances. But then of course I took a deep breath and realized that none of these people were "that" important for me to spend a few hundred dollars just to meet for 30 or so seconds. A few years ago on other occasions I did meet a couple of people I was very happy to and were reasons why I would attend a ComicCon but I realized that this year, essentially "no one" was a "must meet" for me. It seems as though my lesser-materialistic self is still there (with self control as my nature is to be a materialistic hoarder) and did not take much convincing to resurface above all the glitz and glamour. And so I am attending all 2 & 1/2 days of ComicCon this year with a deluxe pass alongside my wife, but I am not there to meet anyone nor go get any autographs (at $55-$110 a pop: I felt like reminding you all of the numbers!), just to be there to be entertained and be there with my wife as she will be meeting two or three of her favorites. Again, why pay more for a memorabilia which in the end doesn't compare with just having an experience? Why pay more to continue to support the "system", this time in the form of overpricing merchandise items for fanatics? And so this year, I'm just a fly on the wall, so to speak.
Fast forward almost a week and with calculations, entering the fourth week of being without data on my phone. I have hunted online to try to figure out when does one billing period end and another begins but to no avail: this crucial piece of information seems to elude the online web world and I am left checking daily my total usage, everyday seeing it right up there at the cusp, or hilt, of its maximum allowance. Logic would dictate that I should soon be near the end of the billing period since this is the fourth week. A month, the quantifiable unit of measure used to calculate a billing period, is but 4.3 weeks, so it shouldn't be too long now since it seems that I must have capped off my data maximum early in a billing period, seeing as how I have almost passed an entire month without data (or very little). I have managed to do the bare minimum, such as texting with my wife, for just about 4 weeks now, but have also limited my "online" phone activities to when at home with the presence of WiFi. Incredible when you consider how much of an anti-materialist I claim to be, and yet we become so addicted to these non-existing forms of entertainment and information. Speaking of attempting to be a non-materialist, this past weekend at ComicCon Montreal I am proud to say that the only money we spent was on independent artists. No over-inflated prices to get autographs and meet celebrities, no purchasing of licensed goods from stores or distributors, nothing of the sort, and I am quite proud of it. While my wife purchased a few goodies and prints from a few different artists, I myself only purchased a half dozen prints from one specific artist; prints which are in a way a continuation of the art we have already exposed at home. I did not expect to "not" be such a consumer as I ended up being, but things just turned out the way they did. I guess I have indeed reached a point where I no longer give into the manufactured "need" or "desire" to consume strictly based on irrational and strictly emotionally-based strategic propaganda, but in fact always look at all these beautiful and glittering things with the question of necessity in mind. Sure, some stuff is cute, other stuff is pretty, some look "cool", and others are highly rare and collectible, but the bottom line remains "do I really need it?" or "will it satisfy me in the long run and live up to its advertisement of making me feel complete and happy in my life?". I alas see the ComicCon as another big marketing ploy to sell useless junk to a target audience who, for some part, is made up of highly influenceable and somewhat lacking in self confidence people who still basically with to fit in or be appreciated or noticed. I won't go into the stores/distributors and vendors but even the artists over these only bring material to sell specifically for the target audience. I spoke with one artist about this and he too agreed that there is no point in bringing anything original or even "passe" to these events since the bulk and majority of the people out there to buy stuff want a brand name or character or something which they can immediately identify and label. Having something original does not sell and so it takes up space of other stuff which can sell better, faster, in larger quantities. In essence, and yes if you are reading this you can tell this is yet another rant of mine against consumerism and materialism, even the ComicCon is another big brand mega machine selling corporate brands to the "masses". Instead of Nike, you get Batman. Instead of Puma, you get the X-Men, only this year the "now" big corporate image happened to be Wonder Woman since the latest CGI big budget flick appears to be successful (don't ask me I haven't seen it yet). Even the geek culture seems impossible to separate themselves from every other niche, clique or general mass of the populace by consuming items which will in fact hopefully brand them as "cool" for wearing and showcasing it and have them accepted on some level to other of so-called similarly minded peers. No one is interested in being an original, and certainly not in wearing clothes or costumes that don't promote some kind of corporate product.
I again watched another great documentary (ethosdocumentary.com) which basically comes down to how the only way our crooked and corrupt systems are to ever change for the better (at the hands of the individuals instead of the bankers and corporations) is for every people (that's you and me folks) to be more mindful and careful on what we spend our hard earned dollar on. If we keep supporting these big wasteful corporations buy continuing to purchase their products, they'll just keep on making more, while those smaller and independent artists and companies will have no choice but to fold and disappear out of existence, in turn creating less variety, less environmentally and socially conscious products available which, as you guessed it, means less variety altogether until the money we make goes right back to them since all we do is consume big corporation products. I'm not saying go vegan and make your own clothes now, but if you want a burger, go to an independent restorant instead of McDonalds. Stop going to WalMart and buy your store from local merchants. Or if you really want to feel personally empowered (although simultaneously outcasted by everyone around you), try to consume less: do you really need another cell phone? Do you really need another pair of shoes? Do need more brand-branded clothes? Stop purchasing big corporations' MP3 on iTunes and buy it directly from the artists. I know it is far from easy since we all have been programmed from birth to worship the supermall gods and to be fooled into believing we will be better, happier and complete with the latest gimmick product, but you really don't need to succumb to their materialist-based indoctrination. All you need to do is stop believing in the advertisements and stop following those bot-algorithm links which in the end only give you more of what you continually click on. It's easy to say to think for yourself but when you realize our world was designed for us to continue to worship the cult of materialism, it is not as easy to do than said, although as I always have said my own self, if I can do it then anyone can.