There’s a damn good reason you’re confused. You’ve never grasped that there’s nothing to grasp. I—your savior, handpicked by fate’s cruel whim—have volunteered to drag you into the light.
It’s dead simple. Stop thinking, and it’ll all click. Why bother? You’re itching to interrupt, to spew some opinion, but I’ve heard them all—and torched them. So, out of my boundless compassion, I’m sparing you the effort. I’m cutting you loose from the burden of doing anything. That’s my grace, my gift, straight to you.
You can’t stay confused—I won’t allow it. I hereby decree you free of it. Why? Because I honor your desires, your so-called free will, even if you’re too muddled to see it.
Yes, my friend, I’m here to rescue you from your worst enemy—the one you’ve sculpted in that skull of yours since reason first sank its claws in. But for me to save you, you’ve got to let me.
Let me pry you loose from yourself. That voice whispering nasty things about me? That’s the one you must relinquish.
Who knows what you need—you, floundering in your little haze, or me, the only one who’s ever shown you real love? That time I struck you? Pure affection. Respect. You might disagree, but that’s just your brain lying to itself, not the truth, not mine, not yours.
Listen close. Stop worrying—there’s no point. I’m here to shield you from the real monsters, the choices that’ll ruin you. Stick with me, and you’re safe. Truly safe.
Oh, and remember. You have amnesia...
Afterword
What are these things I scribble down sometimes? Your guess is as good as mine, honestly. I must be tapping into some warped mental frequency lately.
Everywhere I look, Orwellian messages swarm. Battles for meaning rage, waged by people who couldn’t care less about the common man yet swear they’re our champions. Politicians obsess over the spectacle they stage, ignoring the actual work of being effective.
Today, our own government declared a so-called day of liberation. Slavery is now freedom, neglect is care, apathy is mercy. We’re expected to embrace these new financial shackles with gratitude—because, they claim, these taxes are for our benefit.
The war over meaning is lost.
MenO
Man's (humanity's) worst enemy is themselves. We are living in an increasingly Orwellian world. I cling to the One who saved me.
I'm sad to hear that the government fails to be the servants that they are called to be and continues to enslave the population. Be well, and this as a thoughtful composition.
Thank you very much
Welcome, my friend.
An indoctrinated citizen almost longs for slavery. At last rid of the tedious mental labour, he becomes the greatest admirer of the ‘leader’, who gives everything to pave the path for him. This also includes the annexation of Greenland, the incorporation of the Panama Canal, the bombing of Iran and the development of the Gaza Strip into a tourist neighbourhood. As you rightly point out, trade wars are not wars at all, but balm for the maltreated soul.
A fun detail I noticed this morning regarding our "Liberation". We didn't get liberated from Russia. They got not tariffs applied.
I wonder why there's enough freedom on that front? Why we didn't "fight" for more freedom?
hermano... vistes que le quitaron el tps a miles y miles de Venezolanos? Una amiga se esta regresando con su esposo este mes.
I could totally attest to scribbling down sometimes
It’s like a portal opens up and I must write them down down else it disappears into oblivion and that’s when I get inspirations the most
A dreamcatcher of sorts... right?
Yep
You have finally tapped into Jedi mode of wisdom and now you're a master. But one of the points that struck me Meno is the one about the government. I see through their deception and sadly even if you do see through they have accumulated so much power so that those that seek to really get liberated are either shutdown by their Media or assassinated secretly.