In the not too distant future the world will look like this:
Children are all born, for the masses, via artificial insemination and gene remixing. This is done for a specific reason but, to the people, it will seem totally natural because they will, first and foremost, be born plugged in to the web thats currently being spun around this realm. What? You didn’t get the hint that Siri covets your iris (flip it) as the apple of your eye for the next gen? Nothing is hidden to one who does the Knowledge, my friend. So, the current trend for fantastic plastic faces and augmented flesh, gender swaps and the rest make way more sense when you consider it as the basic training for the coming deployment as the Game shifts its resonance to another level of engagement in which everyone will live a hypersexual, beautiful future of pseudo immortality. Actually, lets walk it back a bit as I etch the steps I suspect will make this happen from the present moment:
Two nip tucked people get married. Their genes mix and and an ugly baby stares back at them and reflects their true lineage and honest inheritance. This fills them with a state of discombobulation as they set to making the most they can of this via pumping in all of the supplements and postural training they can whilst planning what surgeries are needed to maximize their potential in the dating market which will soon be tanking as people start sexing robots instead as a way to assuage their intense loneliness. At first people will think they’re strange and ridiculous as they comment there must be something wrong with them but how many recollect this was the exact stigma linked with meeting your partner on the web, back when, as people felt it was shameful whereas, now, its not only accepted but expected ergo if you don’t have that social validation, digital, can you truly claim to exist? Anyway, the boy grows to his max potential and then, in his late teens, has a new face grafted on and is force fed hormone optimization as the market has got super competitive for the best seed as marriages are now a thing of the past.
Around Twenty One Hundred the dip in human reproduction and the rest will sort itself and we’ll see a course correction in which people wish to get intimate with long term pair bonding and all it brings. By now everyone is, in some way, shape or form, augmented. How can you tell the difference between a human and automaton when they’re both tapped in to the same resonance via a bridge made of silicon? One of the most amazing side effects of this is war as we knew it is dead. The violent aspect simply cannot manifest as this low level tech prevents said impulses from ever rising to their consciousness. Not only this but thoughts like this that I’m sharing are also verboten but people don’t miss what they never clicked was missing, eh? Anyway, there are plenty of distractions as everyone is really, really attractive due to being created, on spec, to maximize human potential to its very limits. And then some. They will achieve this by remixing the telomere limit a little something like how old school producers clicked that the best way to get around a limited sampler that could only record a few seconds of an old Soul record was to speed up the turntable then use the tech to slow it down for processing. Its a Hip Hop thing. This is what they’ll do sending constant low level signals that prevent its break points from kicking and this will be matched with low level endogenous cannaboids etc which will skillfully blend the worlds of reality and dreaming into a brand new type of hybrid that we cannot currently imagine. As you can guess we, to them, will seem like the most primitive cavemen but there will be holdouts who refuse to accept the tech and take their chances outside of the walled gardens of bliss they dwell in. “Why are they kept around?” I hear you question. Simple, raw genetics. Spare parts, if you will. You know, like all those little kids on milk cartons who were actually used for organ harvesting to assist the rich in extending their time in the flesh? Same thing, different flex.
The moment a baby is born they are attuned to the Innernet which presents AR overlays, synthetic telepathy, dramatically slowed aging and an inability to reproduce as the sperm and egg, whilst present, will be deactivated unless the System says:
“Congratulations, you’ve been picked to reproduce. Your partner will be so and so from Sector Seven G” and they take it from there. Will you be allowed to raise the kid or will it be a total kindergarten (ie place that grows children) in which they control all aspects of what comes in to the form. developing? I can’t tell. Maybe not straight away but eventually, for certain. How is that really any different from stressed parents who pay others to take care of their seeds as they’re busy working all “weak” and, in the end, do the most damage to their internal realms via the forces of inherited ignorance they gift to them as a bundle they must heft across the sea. Whoopsie! Thats the present time. Surfing the psychosphere isn’t an exact science, yet, but it will be. I’m just giving you a hint of whats to come:
Time is the new money and the caste system of riches says how long you’ll live. Remember, everyone is beautiful and lifespans extended means you could be Three Hundred and One but look Twenty Six. If you can afford it. A lot of life will be automated but there still will be work except its now mysterious and important people don’t truly comprehend what the treadmill is powering. They certainly do enjoy themselves after a shift though as there are digital dope dealers who sift substances into their systems in exchange for some digits because whilst their lives may seem like a trip to us its the human imperative to get twisted and take off the edge as they indulge in huge orgies with no fears of STDs or unwanted pregnants. Emotional attachments are also different because everyone belongs to everyone else. If this sounds like science fiction I refer you to the works of Philip K Dick who, in the Sixties, predicted the reality in which we’re about to live and thought he was losing his mind as he presented future memories as pulp fiction. Much like Van Gogh who could sense the background cosmic radiation which others called childish squiggles of an untalented bum but we, of high tech, realized were something special. Consider Tesla as well as I’d bet Mr OCD would really dig loads of aspect of this time which, if we want to get uber hypothetical, may suggest he actually time travelled to sprinkle the seeds of what would come next which was why he could never connect with a woman but spent his time talking to his favorite pigeon that shot laser beams of pure consciousness out if its eyes that allowed him to decode messages in his mind which he kept private.
This digital ascent on silicon wings will continue for Thirteen thousand years and what I’ve outlined is simply the beginning as each stage has less and less people ergo more and more processing power for those plugged in which is why I said there will be depop till Twenty One and this is something that manifests at the present as the average level of intelligence on the planet is far less now than it was if you were around in Eighties. This is because we’re wearing the tech that powers the simulation and this is also why excellence only happens in isolation because if you’re too busy running the treadmill to keep up with who they said is the best example as you “waste” what is at your “waist” by ejaculating real energetics at the sight of some pixels dancing on a black mirror of consciousness it should be quite evident why the sex robots will fly off the shelves as the simulation only brings into view what the masses expect as the red planet is colonized by those who did the same thing to everyone else in this realm that came equipped with melanin as the war like tribe finally finds a place to call home. Warfare will play in this pic but I haven’t yet seen how it manifests but I suspect it will be more covert and stealth than the immense amount of EM pollution that saturates the planet at present which may actually be the same old Anti Christ of legend as it just makes too much sense.
Actually, it will probably be due to some type of mind virus that will be used to cull or corral the herd as the playas are thinned out in each spin so the population is linked in to an ever increasing state of coherence as they form a global mind in which they’re simply cells akin to dumb terminals living lives of engineered bliss that are as synthetic as reality at the present except we still have the option to disconnect. Not that people won’t. Warriors are a constant fixture of the Game and there will be them that recollect they are a Soul, man, as they go underground, delink and jack in to the Prime instead as they come back and tell tales of back when and the future memories as well where the whole planet is saturated with a purple neon glow, Twenty Four/Seven and the people are dancing and singing to a pulsating rhythm that animates their being as this is the peak state, the golden age that every culture, at present, recollects in its myths and legends.
Pretty wild, isn’t it? Stranger still is I can remember various lives in these incarnations and I suspect others could too if they hadn’t been inoculated by mass mediation. I mean, did you ever stop to click the immense amounts of esoteric datasets packed into old school RPGs and the worlds they build as well kids cartoons speaking on energy systems and chakra influence? What if said Souls had came here to awaken and saw a screen reflect an internal whim which scratched an itch off the map whilst developing so they never stopped to check or reality tes the script they accepted? I ponder about this because it was the warbling of one frog, Kermit, that made me recollect a previous life in a brothel, spiritual, by a couple of words he said. That was my first brush with anamnesis and its only got more intense since so am I pushing the pen from the fevered imagination at Three AM after another night of not sleeping or are these future memories, in full effect? I’ll let you tell it because now I’ve said it its up to life to prove me incorrect. I mean, what do you thin, my friend? Doesn’t it seem kind of Self evident that this is the most obvious path of least resistance for mans ascent? Will the Soviet Union split into two aspects? Will the Royals jet to the land of criminals they previously annexed from the Aboriginals who recollect a time, far distant, where the gods walked among them and doesn’t that link in real well with Quetzalcoatl aka the feathered serpent of advanced tech and wisdom that seeded not only their civilization but, seemingly, kicked similar lyrics over in the lands of the Pyramids where the Pharaohs were no strangers to sniff who Knew, full well, the Game was about to sink into a new depth of ignorance in which man would unleash the beast within by creating a realm so intolerable that it would welcome the silicon deception with open arms as a fake heaven sure beats a real hell but oh how they’ll laugh at the nerds sexing their fake robo women until everyones doing it and the Game moves to a new level of resonance.
A hypersexual, beautiful future of pseudo immortality is calling those who wish to remain plugged in but whats not said out loud is this is the perfect moment to gain liberation, eternal, by doing the Knowledge and recollecting you are the flame, eternal, not the candle of flesh its animating and definitely not the augments they’ll stick onto it to make it shine with a power, sub atomic, as humanity rises like a sun, digital, via an advanced kind of tech that is actually ancient.
Till we meet again
