Glowing
glass.
Eyes fixed
mesmerized.
Information.
What
to believe?
Who
to believe?
Information
overload.
Control.
Digital
global
choke.
Force fed.
Mind
numbing
information,
control.
Manipulation,
human
mind control.
Force fed,
manipulation.
Molding
minds,
like clay.
Forming
shaping
deadening
will.
Free will
formed,
transformed.
Minds.
Pieces of
clay, shaped,
controlled.
Logic
subjugated
reason destroyed.
The few
pulling the
strings.
Wielding the
scalpel.
Burrowing
deep.
Control.
Technology
crushing
the soul.
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Author:
John Prophet (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 22nd, 2020 20:40
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
One day we will ne able to go the right way in our lives without being forced along the wrong path by those who think they know best.
Andy
I hope you’re right Andy.
If you haven’t already watch the documentary “The Social Dilemma” on Netflix very sobering
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uaaC57tcci0&feature=share
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