- 27 Sep 2017 15:35
You will not find any form of serious discussion occurring inside pofo that includes information on the full-spectrum dominance of the human domain. You may explore various fixed or exoteric perspectives and black-&-white logic games, all of which seem to be designed around dead ideologies, incre(mental) nudging, and radical belief systems, perpetuated by a limited degree of awareness. If you wish to be proactive/talk poly-tiks, I recommend civic action within your local community, it would be far more practical, realistic, and rewarding.
The Low Down
The artificially re-tribalized west world will protest point-of-view and declare war on introspection as our techno-troft feeds bloated-belly-billyclub-kids digital bone meal. High above biological reality, somewhere in the noosphere-nest, computer-chip children chirp, waiting for masquerading marauders to spoon feed em keyboard-cud. Caught in the act, noosphere grazers grovel yonder & gobble up grudge judgments, a plethora of diversionary tactics shape ape vision. Anti-social silicon soldiers type-out hyperspace hyperbole behind a one-way window, while code-name Big-Bird (threat level yellow, canary in a coal-mine) circles signals intelligence and monitors their ignorance. One degree can make all the difference, especially when you're investigating the transpiration of popular-thought. 04:44, right on time, drip... drip... drip... Revel-ye-rubble-rebel-rabble-rouser, nickle and dime-a-dozen diamond gods, sh(r)ine-around tribal relics, absorb fractal duality, become one with yesterday's odium. The picky politicking posters on GameofThrones.borg assimilate refraction, flickering fleas bite fragments of photo-frames and transmit diseased ideas, pretending to understand the process of being human. They post, they reply, for today... in the name of yesterday. Syphilis-minded sol lights burning slowly, wrinkling space-time, infectious perspectives live out a lifetime at the speed of light. The WorldWideWAR was a world-wide-web myth, but the tail-chasing war-dogs kept gnawing on broken bones, ignoring the body of civilization and its decaying flesh.
If you're comfortable with all of that, I suppose I have nothing more to say, except... Welcome to Pofo.
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