Getting A Bad Rap

It seems certain parts of the music industry are falling under the scrutiny of the thinkers. Where it seems so many branches of the entertainment industry have been set up for more than just the purpose of letting you unwind and escape the banality of what we used to call ‘normal life’. I see the rap industry currently being discussed, as part of a well laid plot to destroy the black youth of America, to steer the minds of a certain generation towards the agreed upon result. Two of my articles are also relevant here – Consumerism and The Beautiful Mice, showing how they have used a great deal of time and resources to work out what motivates us, what drives us and ultimately what can distract and destroy us.

And they provide the means, just as we saw in recent riots over there, piles of bricks and things to use were dropped off before ‘protests’, lucky eh? Just as with the above, after encouraging and exposing the youth to concepts of drugs, guns and violence, suddenly those items started to become readily available. And maybe that is where there is a definite link between music, games and movies being more of an influence than we would like to realise. Where they don’t just tell you, and give you the means, they also show you, through well scripted and edited versions of what you may be unable to imagine or create yourself.

I have already wondered about ‘music scenes’ helping to push society along in certain ways. Realising that the whole thing is an intricate web, another article on this is also underway from a slightly different angle, but still music related. But in the UK we had various crazes that now seem like part of it, The Beatles and rock scene, the Punk movements, Garage and the Rave scene that followed and all the others that ‘made it’. Decided by huge corporations, as with writers and any creative artists, they are all handpicked and groomed for purpose, if they are indeed even ‘normal people’ to start with. We have had editors, censors and multiple middlemen in the process for quite some time, deciding whether they will be useful, loyal and part of the process to enthral the masses and give them something to idolise. Making vast amounts of money for said corporations in that process as well, but not just money, it gives you coverage, reach and a certain level of control over people’s mentality. The artists and the fans. As mentioned in One Big Pie, it’s a sinister business when you start looking at it and into it, with no shortage of said artists exposing the mechanisms of how it works. They are A Commodity just like the rest of us unfortunately, but with a higher price tag maybe of what they can generate for the corporations who thrive on other people’s time, life, creativity and talents.

And that’s where music has been a huge tool for social engineering. Knowing which frequencies inspire, which agitate or annoy, which ones calm you and make you feel relaxed. So, nothing is ever by accident, no-one ever makes it purely by chance and effort alone, the old saying of ‘it’s who you know, not what you know’ is still just as true as it was then. The gatekeepers and middlemen, editors, program schedulers and censors always being there to ensure that only ‘authorised’ personnel get through to that position of influence. To keep things as they are, and the wheels of industry and money keep turning and dragging people along with it, but it really does feel like change is coming…

(c) K Wicks

Connected, But Mobile

Above ground, and mobile. Not like the plants and trees and the things rooted into the earth and connected underground. But like the animals and moving creatures, humans skip over the surface, able to change or adapt to their surroundings as they please, sort of. Or at least have the ability to escape, modify, and manipulate what is around us and ourselves, even if sometimes we lack the capacity to be able to.

And while we are moving through our lives and habitats, it seems they are trying to make us more like the rooted species of this world. Staying where you are, connected by an unseen network which works behind the scenes, electronically and physically. That’s where borders, fences, walls and barriers come into play, as they restrict our ability to live as we would normally, without being in each other’s pockets all the time, living stacked up with no privacy and needing to make do because someone else has decided you have to.

Where perhaps it seems already a sub-network has already begun, as with the trees and fungi root systems form a symbiotic relationship to thrive, so does society or certain areas of it. Adapting already to the strange ‘reality’ that is forming around actual reality and finding new ways around it and through it. Necessity is the mother of all invention they say, so perhaps we are already evolving mental and communicative strategies outside of the conventional box.

Although it seems many are losing their abilities to communicate on a general level due to technology and recent societal pressures and restrictions. Because even when physical barriers might be lessened, sometimes the mental barriers people have adjusted to don’t just disappear. They will often stay and have to be assimilated or left behind gradually, which isn’t as quick and easy as just dropping a mandate or regulation. So some have become rooted, unable to move or change, and end up being at the mercy of the environment rather than the master of it. And that means psychological environment as well as the immediate physical one you find yourself in. Constantly then waiting for the next instruction or order to follow to be able to ‘move forward’, kind of like how we might consider a robot designed to be fully animated in movements, able to move and be mobile, but not until programmed to and activated. I guess we’ll have to wait and see how people come out of this and what kind of mentality is on the other side, because it really does feel as if it’s hanging in the balance right now and it could go either way…

(c) K Wicks

Whatever Compelled You?

And here we are again, back to Words and Meaning, and their apparent implied interpretation and resulting actions. A comment from a prominent MP giving rise to some argument against it, and rightly so, as I will explain from my view, but here is the comment –

“The government did not compel anybody to be vaccinated. This is the first thing we have to admit.”

Now, I always find their choice of words interesting, but this one more so, as it’s a change from the usual wording of no-one forced, coerced or made people do it. And here we see that compel has entered the arena, so I wanted to take a further look into that, for the context within which it is being used here.

Compel – verb – force or oblige (someone) to do something / bring about (something) by the use of force or pressure.

I will skip to another word here used greatly in recent times towards the new experimental medical phase that was rolled out. Mandate – ‘an official order or commission to do something’. Because it was publicised very much that it was now a rule, that it had been mandated and was to be enforced. And was, by way of letters and other forms of communication, threats of monetary fines, punishment and unemployment leading to a loss of stability. Constant propaganda to convince people to listen to the authorities only, to follow their ‘orders’ and comply. Sounds like quite compelling reasons for some to feel they had to go along with what was being pushed. Many of us knew that they would be gaslit too later on, just as each group is in turn, and then to be Thrown Under The Bus like everyone else. The middlemen used for purpose to do the dirty work, and then the blame can always be shifted. Because technically she is right, the government didn’t compel individuals directly that I have heard of, they did it indirectly. Through your employers, your retailers, your colleagues, friends and family. By using acronyms and corporate structures to ‘give the orders’ so it doesn’t really go back to anyone in particular, and if it looks like it could, well, it seems things just get deleted or mysteriously just disappear.

But people clearly still say, ‘how could you do such a thing? Whatever compelled you?’ and strangely in this, many seem to have a blind spot, of being able to view it from another’s perspective. At all. Hence this article, as I am quite surprised that some choose to overlook how people have been worked on and how they were conditioned by the propaganda. And, of course, we can’t completely forget the Nudge Unit can we, covered in Nudge, Nudge describing the behavioural team they assembled to mentally deconstruct people and exploit their mental and emotional weaknesses. And not forgetting the initial layout and structuring of the ‘new normal’ they wanted and presented at every turn, covered in The Three D’s of Conversion Under Coercion. So, to think that the governing people’s of this country didn’t have a hand in that is quite a shocking statement, and would make one ask, so who did in fact compel the medical industry here to shut up shop unless it was to get your batch number. If not the government, then who? Did the medical industry decide to it on their own? Who mandated them, who gave them financial incentives, who gave them power to sack people, restrict people and withhold people from their loved ones? I wonder…

(c) K Wicks

10 Lives to Find Yourself

That title was initially for a short story I thought, but it turns out it was a deeper idea, put to one side until it is time to revisit it. I have had an interest in the idea of reincarnation for a few decades and have theorised myself on it as a concept and process. But hearing accounts of experiences said to be put forth by mostly children, and some adults who don’t ‘just grow out of it’, it’s quite compelling.

I considered it years ago when giving thought to imaginary friends and how the mind might create such elaborate ideas with what appeared to be limited life experience at that time. And a multitude of psychological ideas and reasonings get put forward, which all seem quite solid on their logic. Overactive imagination, loneliness, creativity, and other words given to make it all seem normal and childish. Despite the fact that some of the ‘imagined experiences’ are quite detailed, adult and sometimes a bit horrific.

One of my short stories crosses into this realm slightly, and one I have published in A Short Walk, and have just put on here too. It’s called Dead Until Twelve, and I realise that I have always thought there was a recycling process of what I guess we would call the soul. That there are lessons to be learnt, information to be gathered and as Gandalf said in The Two Towers ‘I have been sent back, until my task is done’.

I also revisit the thoughts of Hyperphantasia and how I have described it as a feeling of overlayed memories trying to get through, but not quite sure which life they are from – another article is in progress about Deja-Vu which I think may stray into this subject somewhat. I would also suggest watching Dark City (if you haven’t taken the hint from my many previous mentions), for an idea of how messing with and swapping the memories of lifetimes can create a somewhat thin or strained state of mind in some. Perhaps that is part of the need for so much medication and conditioning, to replace what it is we are born knowing or to make it seem like a strange movie we watched long ago, or that our imagination is playing tricks on us. Which may well be the case, but I get the feeling in some cases, it really isn’t…

(c) K Wicks