You ever wonder about these type of things? I do, here and there. Then again, I’m also apt to pondering why B batteries don’t exist.
“Is it racist?” methinks.
Turns out they did. Once upon a when. Then they vanished. Like lightbulbs that worked for way longer than present. Its true. Look into the Phoebus Cartel for a hint and then wonder if the same slick web may just spin in other fields of business in this realm. This brings us to the main topic:
Why are Boomers, Gen X and Millennials so different?
I’m from the mid and thus have spoke to the others, frequent. I couldn’t help but notice that the Souls who stepped in as latch key kids are generally way more resilient whilst also being empathetic but not given to being dramatic. Not stoically dead with stiff upper lips as that was the Boomer flex and neither weeping because their avocado toast just flipped onto their alpaca carpet as they were busy writing a mad tweet to instigate eBeef with something someone else said that had nothing to do with them. Must be nice, eh? Not their inner realms. Oh, hell no! Those are a mess as is their test to estrogen ratio as well. No, I’m talking about having a baseline of abundance so thick that you can spend time online finding reasons to get offended. Have you ever wondered why the generations are so different? Well, I did and here is what I think kicks:
Mind control and Soul Ages.
Booya, pal! The latter is akin to me handing you a plate of veg from Nineteen Fifty Six and another from the present moment. You may recognize the image but the taste is totally different as none of those old seeds were scheduled for termination in order to make Monsantos tills ring and the soil wasn’t nutrient stripped to hell but the most amazing thing is all the bits are locally farmed and organic. Really think about this thing, my friend, as you comprehend that what McDonalds flips contains a thousand dead cows per serving and then chew on the concept of coherence. This is why things like allergies and sensitivity things did skyrocket with the Millennials as its all they were fed:
Bottom of the barrel, soaked in chemicals and designed to make the tills ring.
Listen, when I was a jit there was way less of everything so the crisps had a handful of flavors and the soft drinks were the same thing. Now you see people having conniptions and making major life decisions when it comes to the fragrance in their detergent as their is a myriad of options. Funny how they all say “New and improved” which hints the old is inferior, eh? What if that wasn’t the case? Just look at the ancient megaliths or how bedroom coders, back when, squeezed out miracles from 8 bits whereas modern games are bloated mess with no optimizing as well that are often shipped half done to be fixed in post. If they want. Otherwise you’ll get what you accept. Let me illustrate with an example:
You have the Flix of Net, yes? A billion shows at your fingertips to bingewatch as you wish. Well, if you’d swung by my crib in the early Oh Ohs you’d have seen the same thing but totally jerry rigged as I’d patched together a trip using some modified tech to beam wireless movies and music where I lived. To say folks were impressed was an understatement as many were still renting VHS at present. Ah, the times when people were thin and the TVs had BBLs! I’d noticed a curious blip in the sense that I was amassing a load of content then tweaking up the tech to make it perfect but when it came to viewing, very little was happening. It really made me think. Like on a “What the F?” kind of level of introspection as it made so little sense to have mass convenience and yet choose to ignore it in comparison to what I did before said invention. I mean, what if the Antichrist of legend is actually technological innovation and he’s already cast a spell on this realm as people can’t wait to remix their skin so Siri can sit in their iris from the apple, already bitten, as the next gen is born plugged in? Thats in the future though, when the children of the cloud step in. For now lets get back to the era that inspired me to make my crib drip with waves of the EM spectrum, invisible, and what the real world sketch was instead because if you can smell this pic you’ll know exactly what comes next:
Blockbuster on a Friday night was jumping like a club as it was a meet and greet type event for those who were staying in with a bottle of wine, some girlfriends and a flick ergo you never knew what would kick when you came stomping in to the environment. Just like how spots were limited so if you didn’t know the chick who worked the desk who kept that new release for you, on spec, then you’d have to pick something else then. And, let me tell, that generated some legendary sessions with your pals as you never knew what lines you’d lift as you reenacted a script with a grin as you gained a new inside joke that eventually went into circulation that had the whole hood cracking as they dove in, rented it and then got what made you grin as you looked both ways then again as you crossed the road whilst walking with a dip. This is why everything these days is a retread because the old model went like this:
Sell a flick at the movies. Rake the cash in. Wait a year for rental. Scoop more dividends. Six months later it could be purchased for bucks, ten, at retail establishments. Can you hear the tills ring? But wait, they ain’t done yet because eventually it would be on rotation via your regular station who would have to pay them as well for the privilege. Then they’d sell advertising mixed in.
Compare that to this:
“Hey, we just made a billion dollar movie with top of the range special effects that most people will watch alone on a screen in their fist with speakers as clear as tin”.
It happens, doesn’t it? Just look at how long things remained “in” as well as those that bricked but became underground legends with cult followings and compare the dopamine hits, constant, from the world at present plus the ever increasing isolation. Did you spot how the social aspect was killed for digital convenience, my friend? We, the Gen Xers, went out to the world and met it whereas the Millens have it doordashed to them. Probably by an illegal immigrant. Here’s another bit to get you pondering:
Folks were in a tizz when online providers decided to issue warnings about old school content being totally insensitive ranging from “Me so horny!” buck teeth with yellow skin up to Bubba having some big ass lips as he did some shucking and jiving type things for a slice of watermelon. Back in the Seventies it wasn’t cool to be gay so you may, say, get your head kicked in by the local NF who couldn’t find a Paki to bash so settled for a homer sexual instead. It happened. Look into it. And nowadays? Forget about it! The rainbow makes the tills ring and anyone who questions the intent is obviously a biggot and thus worse than Hitler himself. But, once again, what happened? How did this shift happen and why was virtually every single action flick from the Eighties packed with raving fundamentalists that were “Jihad that” and “Jihad this”? Then you know what happened, yes? Funny how the Brown hate brigade is still out in full force to this day ranging from the “Do not redeem!” scream to “Send bobs and vagene” meme and all of the rest. And all of this against a people that invented nothing. Literally. Look into it, if you wish… Not to mention that one of their own got Apu axed from the set when the man was a living legend who repped the flex correct as he worked all the hours his many armed god sent whilst being the father to plenty kids and supporting his wife as well. Remember, they gave Ben Kingsley a spray tan and fake accent to play Ghandi instead of picking a native but they never, ever told you he was actually a secret agent for the Crown or how Churchill killed Indians by the million whilst looting trillions from the continent. Always check the small print and what was excised from the record before distributing. Its a funny world, eh? Well, unless you’re one of the farmers being crippled by debt thanks to Monsantos seed deaths so the banks can swoop in and buy prime land for development whilst, mysteriously, the third world streets are awash with drugs from distant continents to ensnare generations before they can develop a resistance… Its like the Opium Wars didn’t end. So, getting back to it:
The Boomers had the best of foods hence they’re robust as hell and just won’t let go of the helm even though some are walking senility definitions and others are obviously tapped in the head whilst the Millens are full on eActivists but thats mainly for the digital rep and fronting as, in real life, it takes too much effort and their hormone levels are shot to hell. In the mid, quietly hid, is X. Did you know there was a poll done, back when, that asked who was the most ignored generation? They didn’t even make the list. This aroused a wry grin and quiet confidence when the rounds were done as they shook their heads and “Whatever” escaped from their lips. Why are Boomers, Gen X and Millennials so different? The former and latter would have been up in arms about this omission, yes?
“How dare they desecrate our generation. And after all we did for you lousy kids” said the folks before the time seed oils were in everything whilst there was an anguished wail from the Mills who riffed they were too important to miss as they slung around things like “White mans privilege” or “Disabled trans lesbians” whilst tweeting from suburban bliss. Until the avocado toast flipped and their cat knocked their broccoli smoothie over as well. Talk about zero to bish! Gen X knew that the outer will never, ever deliver to them what they’re seeking ergo they self validated. They also killed or hurt each other by the millions in the urban environment as well but how many click it was due to the introduction of lead chips to fuel in order to keep the doughy vehicle in shape by hiding the engines taint. But didn’t it smell great? I dare thee to find one who didn’t huff the fumes, back when. Remember, this is the generation that made gang violence what it is whilst nightclubs were like the Wild West before bottle service, CCTV and DNA tests. Not that the Seventies were a cakewalk in that respect but the urban jungle flex was all them and, at present, you see rich suburban kids faking the funk on the web and even Clarence (who lived in a nice home with both parents) likes to sell an image that he’s hard as hell to keep his streams streaming so he can ingest more Chinese research chemicals and mumble an incoherent mess over a beat that sounds just like the rest and flow, idenikit. I guess the Opium Wars never ended, eh? In the mid you have Gen X that are overlooked, underestimated and generally ignored as well but here’s the thing:
They are the linchpin. They can speak fluent Boomereze and know the Millennial tongue as well but, get this, they can also resonate with the latest gen who gets the “Wrote off before you were born” treatment. “Been there, done that, kid”. Getting to the point of this as I’ve spent over a thousand and half words just riffing instead of saying something else:
Its all mind control and Soul Ages.
We, on this planet, are cropped and harvested but because generations come in in one swing it doesn’t mean they all dip to the exit at the same rate of resonance, does it? I mean, why is there even a Club Twenty Seven and doesn’t it seem to be filled with the super talented that met unfortunate ends whilst becoming (dead) living legends that caused tills to ring as others imitate them and try to fill shoes that are way too big to ever be stepped in? Imagine you took that crop and then expand it by a whole generation and bring them to this realm and incarnation. What happens next? Yep, you guessed, they’d flip the Game on its head. Thats what I mean about Soul Ages because the myth of equality is an immense fib as Mozart did things, off rip, that you could never, ever approximate with near constant training. Not a diss, just an observation because some folks step in looking beautiful as hell but are ugly as sin when it comes to their inner realms whilst others are the flip and also charming as heck. Soul Ages. Back when, before online dating, you may see a Six with Nine and that was the reason ergo they produced kids that the best of them and then some whereas now its an image thing. But what if the two that met on the web with followings immense were nip tucked to hell and are now facing their real flex staring back at them with features they thought they’d erased from the record? Awkward. Now, the mind control bit is super interesting as well because its done did via a few things:
Food, social moods and cues plus the educational establishment.
The former we’ve covered, the latter is something I’ve addressed with a futuristic example in this text so lets glance at the one in the mid for a bit, yes? I asked in this thread who you’d be if we ejected the spell “Hollywood” from your lex? Read it then play pretend there are no movie flicks, no musical movements that had you sagging your pants off your rear end or wearing flannels as the Sun hit its zenith or whatever you wish. Big difference, eh? And who controls the studios, views and talent? A handful of peeps, at best, who get to play Simon Says with the rest of the realm hence why they’d spin a record to death that you hated back when before you were humming along with your regularly scheduled programming..
I wonder about these type of things hence why I took the time to type this text and ask you the question, my friend:
Why are Boomers, Gen X and Millennials so different?
Do you have a different perspect or have you never considered at length? My intent isn’t to diss or such things but I find it amazing that so many humans can be molded into reality tunnels, invisible, that they’ll live to death and never question exist but are firmly convinced that they are not only correct but the only option that makes sense. I find that pretty wild and in my convos the elder than Gen X didn’t get it whilst the younger paid lip service tolerance as they’ll throw that word out with abandon but are swift with attempts to cancel anyone who doesn’t totally vibe with them and agree with everything they said which is, once again, the Boomer mindset but in new and improved fancy dress. With us it was either beef on site, until the very end or you’d flick the deuce, bounce, and never speak to them again as you decided where you directed your attention and didn’t stare at what offends before complaining to someone else and not actually doing a thing to flip the script. My gen has mad apathy though. The Boomers simply won’t relent and the Millennials are chomping at the bit for their shot at the helm whilst the ones left off the list were born into a world, analog, they watched shift in front of their lids and have a wealth of lived imperience as well as recollecting times before attention spans were decimated and everything became exaggerated as the new Souls were numb as hell due to the “Be Kind, Rewind” effect I mentioned in this text which is what comes next for ones that Know not the Ledge whilst still wearing the flesh because the wildest thing about all of this is this whole dimension and the rest you can’t comprehend all take place inside your head as you are an aspect of the Prime who pre-exists and projects this whole thing.
Signed, a figment of your imagination.
Till we meet again
