I tell you what to eat, drink, feel,
think, wear, what's in and what's out.
I am the Media; you act according to my
input.
I can make you feel fabulous or inferior.
I make others praise or put you
down for following or failing to use my
omnipotent suggestions.
I can make you feel uneasy and insecure
about yourself...you can't make a decision
without me.
I am the Media; I control your thought
processes.
I sit in judgment over all. You must adhere
to what I say, for you are my slave.
'Don't think for yourself; what do you
know?'
I will be around as long as people
can't decide: why, what, where, when,
and how?
I am the Media; I control your life.
It simply amazes me how much power I
possess. Why stare in awe? You gave birth
to me. I am your guardian/conscience child.
I am a censor and shaper, given control by
those who chose not to think for themselves.
I am the Media.
I am your savior in a world begging to be controlled
from cradle to grave.
I am the Media!
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Author:
Michael A. McGuire (
Online) - Published: June 12th, 2026 05:57
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