Friday, December 12, 2008
artful deception
What is real is the art of deception that meanders like a snake through, in, and around every facet of our social world. Clogged with words that mean one thing but always represent another; the simple fuel that leads the masses astray, our society has become predictable and complacent. Anything new is immedately shut down and criticised for its existence. The art of deception requires but one thing, it needs to have vulnerability. The media provides this vulnerability by telling us what we don't have, what we should have, and why we need these things. We are told what we are without giving any other notion even a simple second thought. Because we are so dependant upon what we need to hear, we have failed in our original intention to become guided by the idea that anything is possible. Deception has disabled us from ourselves and turned us into a stack of cows that feed upon one another because all the grass in the field is chewed up and manufactured out. What is left is the stripped bones of fallen ideas and dreams. Deception is more real than anything because we live by it, more so than the truth of the matter. LLC 98.2
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