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fog of war

It is easy to shed skin, but harder to grow it back. Creation is often full of hurdles. Look at spoils of war, often enchant great leaders. Some lead to create as a hive, while most to take as a swarm. Gone are the days when rules of men have encouraged rebellions. Today, the omnipotent leader is autocratic by disposition. Not the political ones, but the others. Influence travels in electricity, in air, in noise, and in words. Propaganda is not political, but invisible. You breathe what comforts them, you eat what they decide. 100 years ago, naïveté of science made us rabid blood hungry idiots. Or perhaps we were that. Today, it made us civilized and obeisant sophomore.

So leave the pack? Ha-ha. Social constructs were built 150-000 years ago. It will be painful, the conditioning awful. Every inch of your sight will remind you to be normal. The air will smell like defeat. Your mind hedonistic, and questioning the premise. Should you choose to resist, the war is real. Spoils not by rage, but by resistance.