Separate Realities

Never has it been more obvious that we aren’t all taking part in the same reality. I had always thought we had two realities co-existing within each of us anyway, our own personal one, and what I have referred to as a shared reality. The construct of society we all take part in together. But the shared version appears to under quite a bit of pressure and is unsustainable. Split and fractured into multiple ones converging and overlaying. Reality is what you make it they say, what you believe, what you see. But is it?

I have covered this as a chapter in my book Meeting in the Middle of Nowhere, from the angle of being able to imagine in visuals or not. And have previously tried to explain within that to someone who has Aphantasia, how other people are imagining a whole host of things in mind. Causing a separation from what is going on externally. To someone who has no internal monologue, or visual imaginings, it sounded like a very foreign concept.

But right now in society, there is a serious level of separation and divide between what people believe to be reality. And not by accident. It has been encouraged and engineered to be that way. Incorrect data and ever-changing parameters, misinformation on the part of the establishment and press, and people’s own fears used against them. All of that seems to have created a very murky set of ‘facts’ for people to work with. If you weren’t paying attention before this and didn’t instinctually know something was up, surely an alarm has been tripped in your brain by now? Apparently not for many people, or if it has, they are keeping it to themselves.

Many people have lost all perspective of what is a real threat, and how to respond or behave. I personally had someone online tell me it was ‘people like me who killed their loved one’. I corrected them instantly of course, that I had in fact been working from home all the way through and barely gone out, and that they were projecting their perceived fear in the wrong direction. But that is what some people feel the need to say, and made much easier from the comfort of being behind a screen without having to deal with the debate or truth of what they are missing.

But that is their reality i realised, they have formed a belief system around some partial facts. They seem to be awfully disturbed when you might try to introduce some new information or ask them to consider an alternative view. Oddly so. I have decided they either lack the capacity to assimilate new information, or can’t think on their feet to be able to adapt and ‘upgrade’ their thought process. They remain stuck in their version of reality. Which works to a point, until it encounters a different one, or one that would disrupt their own.

Some people now believe that their fellow human is a walking biohazard. That they should be afraid of them, keep them at a distance, to worry about touching them. For no good reason. It’s cruel what they have done to people. Life was hard enough for some and already a struggle without all the relentless fear, doom, pressure and changes being implemented and threatened.

We need a shared reality that works, and some coherent talks about how that can be achieved. But while manipulated fear is leading the way its going to be very difficult to find a clear path. I get the feeling they are not done with their grand deceptions, so it will remain to be seen if we are ‘allowed’ to stabilise and find our feet. Stay sharp and question everything.

(c) K Wicks

Memory

I like the subject of memory, but this is a particular piece about one of my wild theories, pulled together from what I have read which does not appear to be wild theory, but actual possibility.

I’ll go straight in as I don’t know how else to lead into this, and it comes back to that special book that I bring up now and again. The People Shapers. Two things really led to this thought, firstly, a part on painkillers and how it was discovered that use of some of them dampened empathy and compassion, so while it killed feeling pain, it also kills other feelings for a time too.

The second part which concerned me the most (for more than one reason) was as follows.

They took mice and hamsters and conditioned them to be afraid of the dark. Then they liquidized them, and injected them into rats, who previously had no fear of the dark. Once you get over that awfulness, that we do things like that ‘just to see’, the results revealed (although contested), that the rats who were injected, developed a fear of the dark. Same with flatworms – once they were conditioned to know an electric shock was coming when they turned on the light, they began to show recoil at just the light being turned on. Then they chopped them up into pieces (which all regenerate), and the new ‘brains’ which grew had memory from the cells. So they liquified them too and fed them to other flatworms that had no experience of the stimuli – and guess what? Very shortly after consuming the conditioned worms, they too displayed the same responses – meaning all the cells of the specimen had held onto that memory.

That’s the speed version of those experiments, but the idea stayed with me about cells and memory and I applied the thinking to humans – however basic that might sound.

I theorised that not only are we able to condition humans to the same responses, but what if they are putting that into others? This theory led to my fictional short story P113, written before this game changer was thrown into our lives, which details where my thought process went with that one.

But in my mind, I see the potential for things to occur. By dampening and possibly switching off empathy and compassion, whether it be by use of drugs or conditioning, isn’t a good thing. Humans have a cruel streak we all know of, and people without feelings for others do not usually look out for others. And we have many drugs now that seem to disrupt the normal flow of thought and creativity.

There is another angle I have on it too, which I have been called an idiot for sharing before, but I don’t care if my ideas sounds ridiculous, until I sound them out, how will I know for sure? Based on the above premise of all cells having memory and their final state of being before demise could in fact be imprinted on the cells, could they be passed into the next environment? This was already a loose possibility in my mind way before I read The People Shapers, from a few angles. I watched a film many years ago called Brainwaves (1982), laying the idea that memories can be passed on through organs. Years later I read various stories from transplant survivors who say they have feeling and memories from their donors, so the idea stuck with me and waited for more information. I didn’t expect my brain to jump to a wild conclusion though (you would think I’d be prepared by now with what I think and write), but it linked a scenario that I come back to now and again. Things made from aborted fetal cells. I was quite horrified when I knew we did that, but with my theory, the idea that human cells at their point of being distinguished, may have felt abject pain and fear, then being recreated as something else and then put into new living cells. Could that memory have crossed over? Possibly not, but the idea it might is enough for me to be wary.

Steering back to what we do know about memory, it’s been proven that it is not always the best judge of the past. They say that a witness is the weakest evidence, and many experiments have been done to prove the brain can trick itself as well as be easily manipulated or influenced to change or fabricate memories. Some antibiotics apparently prevented short-term memories being stored in the animal tests, so I run with it that over the decades since the book was written, we have discovered a way to do this in humans (by accident or on purpose I don’t know). But many people unable to assimilate or really remember some events or information at certain times, potentially not being a problem or even noticeable on a day to day basis. Or put down to other things and overlooked. But in a much larger group, it would be noticeable wouldn’t it? That you weren’t remembering recent events as someone else did. It sounds familiar maybe? And isn’t always down to memory, as we know people see things differently and perceive a different world – which is another piece currently underway called Separate Realities, but memory plays a part there too I feel.

There is also the theory of genetic memory, so potentially we are already born with a set of memories which already aren’t our own as such – or because we are born with them, are they more us than what we subsequently learn?

And I will throw in the Mandela Affect, where they have decided to give a name to when people cannot recall events correctly and distort the facts in their mind, and insist it is the truth. Apparently they aren’t lying or deceiving you though. But clearly are to themselves perhaps? I am not sure what mechanism it is in the brain that conjures up falsities and lies in place of facts, and then chooses to run with it, but it does appear to be there. I’ll look into that more in the other post as it probably is a bit part of how someone constructs their personal reality.

There is much to mull over…

(c) K Wicks

Getting to know yourself

Becoming yourself. It sounds easy doesn’t it. Two simple words right? Be you.

But to be you, first you must know who you are. Again, it sounds like it should be a given, an obvious thing for a person to know themselves. And maybe the majority do, and I have miscalculated how difficult people can find life.

From what I have experienced and observed, people most of the time appear to be presenting a version of themselves they believe to be real or know to be the one required by society. Many things can influence this – parents and family, teachers, colleagues, friends, media and entertainment. An array of things and expectations to shape you, guide you and influence who you turn out to be. But where in all that do you actually become you? I guess some people might never become who they should be, forever beholden to what they think they should be, or what someone else decided for them.

And it was part of that construct, of things being decided for you that led to some internal conflict for me. As I neared being a young teenager, it was becoming starkly obvious that there was a divide of opportunity, and one I would not be able to overcome. Being female would always mean I was second rate, paid less, overlooked for promotion and would be expected to marry, have children, and do what was necessary. If you didn’t, you would probably be viewed as a traitor to your own kind. As a child most of my friends were boys, I climbed trees, played war games and although had no real issue with being a girl, still wanted to be ‘one of the boys’ as they say. Then nature did its thing. Becoming a woman as they call it, seeing and feeling your own body spiral off into the future, leaving you mentally behind and feeling like you are playing catch up. Sometimes forever. For me two things simultaneously occurred – what happened physically and mentally, both running alongside each other. I resented the bodily changes as they represented the expectations of society on women and I was a bit pissed off that I didn’t get a say in any of it. How I thought or what I did wasn’t ever going to make a difference, it would always be based on what I looked like. Having to cover yourself up, feel awkward and to suddenly be of interest to boys. And limited career options because of it. It was an awful lot to take on board. But mentally I was confused about what my role was as a person and where it was all going. Every disruption and dysfunction going on around me added to my thought processes. Every film and impressionable thing I read, had an effect. I could feel myself being pulled this way and that, being told what I should be, what I should want, what I should do. It drove me over the edge in the end. Trying to keep people happy and trying to make yourself happy when you haven’t got a clue who you are.

I had what I now view as a typical response to my environment and difficulties, I developed a low grade eating disorder, behavioural issues, spent an awful lot of time on my own and dropped out of mainstream education. Was diagnosed with various mental health labels and really couldn’t see myself fitting in to society at all, being an outcast and not part of what everyone else deemed ‘normal’. I knew as a teenager I didn’t want children and that I wanted a career, and to be a writer. That was my starting point. Everyone else however, felt they knew better and should tell me so along the way. Why I cannot fathom. But from before I was even an adult, I had to defend my views, ideas and reasonings. Against family and strangers alike. And in return I was told I was opinionated and stubborn. I decided it was because I knew my own mind. Many a discussion and argument has been had over difference of opinion, and people having differing ones to my own I don’t mind at all. It is at the point they decide to trample or dismiss mine in favour of theirs with no basis or reasoning that I draw the line. I will not be told I am wrong, simply because you believe you are right. I guess it might have seemed odd to be a child with an unwavering will. I was gullible, naive and trusting, yet know when something isn’t as it appears. You just can’t always put your finger on it or articulate it properly.

I knew the rules of being female, as I said above, less money, not as good blah blah blah. Yet I was still disappointed to encounter it personally with being paid less than a male counterpart who did the same job, even being paid less than a female counterpart, because you know, she has a family. So I ended up being discriminated against by both sexes along the way, ironically. Have to say I didn’t see that coming, but realised that once you hit the world of being an adult, it is highly competetive. Within education, employment, socialising, life choices. You end up competing in and for relationships, jobs, housing, friendships even. Ticking boxes, jumping through hoops to ‘qualify’ for their standard. But what if you already have your own standard and do not really feel the need to be what they want? Three sayings that have been repeated to me in life that have stuck – Know Your Place, Get in Line and Fit In Or Fuck Off. They mean what they say and while understanding them fully, you do not need to do them unless it suits your purpose.

It seems it is an odd landscape these days to be able to have conversations about being male or female, or what it is that defines that, I don’t mind what people want to be. I am me, and you are you. That’s all I need. Others however have a very different view and approach. I will use my own family as an example as I cannot speak for others or know what other people really think. For this one I will use my mother and something she said that stayed with me, and made me wonder very much about how someone ends up with an attitude like that. What their thought process must be and how that affects who they are and how they come across. She said “I would have been a lesbian but I hate women as much as I hate men”.

Now, how do you try to unwrap that? I was around 15 when she said it, and it was in response to my sister having a relationship with a girl. And it wasn’t anything to do with my sister, it was part of the odd one upmanship that began when we became teenagers (my sister is a few years old than me). Anything we wanted to do or did, my mum had already done it, but better and more spectacularly. She was a great teller of stories and tales one might say, but the edge of bitterness to them all didn’t escape me. And that comment in particular really made me question what type of person she was deep down, how could someone show such hatred to others simply because of their gender? And was it perhaps that she was so miffed about her own? Like me she hated being held back or judged based on what you look like and that you are seen as weaker, whereas I turned it inwards and tried to work through what it was that made me feel that way, she turned it outwards and projected it onto others. Unfortunately she didn’t make it past her 40’s, so I never got to learn more about the hows and why’s for her, but I didn’t want to end up like it, so still took it as a lesson in life and how not to be.

All of this was before the internet, and with that now prevelant in most peoples lives, I theorise on how much further it would have influenced me into a way of thinking – or her. Of being able to present the version of myself I want the world to see, without knowing who you are or how they are percieving it or you. And having an audience now for your tough times, as well as constant reminders and records of them isn’t necessarily a good thing. Makes me realise that some things are meant to be left behind for a reason, otherwise you can’t move on and get caught I guess in your own time loop. But it is what you make it, real life and time on the internet, and they inevitably cross over now and are intertwined, so it’s more important than ever to know who you are and always question where your thoughts come from and if they are truly your own…

(c) MKW Publishing

Holding Us Back

I had observed this over the years and have given it thought previously. The infantilising of people, groups, and society as a whole. Mainly discussed as a point of interest when wondering why so many people like to hold onto childhood memorabilia, or never quite leave a part of their attachment to something from their youth. I defended people initially, saying it did not make them childish that they still appreciated something from their childhood. But I wasn’t quite seeing it from the bigger picture. It was not the appreciation that I should have been questioning, it was the distraction of it and why people felt the need to.

I thought it was just a normal social evolution, after a previous time where you had to grow up quickly, expect to be married with children by your early twenties and in a job until retirement, working hard to get by. It doesn’t sound like there was much time to indulge any ongoing childhood wants or interests, it was a case of grow up or drop out. But that has all changed, for the better I thought. Now I am not so sure. Many people now stay living at home well into their thirties (engineered in some instances by society making living on your own unaffordable), thereby making it easier to put off, miss out on or sidestep very important character-building experiences. Being shielded from life. Helped and protected for longer than is what we would consider normal. Now, that is a touchy subject, what is normal? And each of us have our own differing view of it, but we like to believe there is a ‘shared normal’ we understand and mostly stick to. But it would appear that two consequences of making it appear normal to stay at home, is that firstly no-one addresses making it affordable to live, followed by the possible delay or stunting of mental, emotional and social development. I understand even the scale of those are measured against what the system determines as ‘normal’, but does it have an effect on people? Do they feel they are missing out and not able to move on with their lives? Putting things on hold all the time until years down the line. I suspect the same could be said of anyone to be fair, people with mortgages and responsibility may say they would happily swap it back for living at home in a second. Easy to say with perspective and having been on both sides. But the long-term effect of holding people back has to be noted, as we are currently seeing in society with restrictions and lockdown, and the unknown being wheeled out whenever they need to shake things up.

They say you only get one life; my grandpa says it best in my opinion “Lives come but one per customer”. I took this literally, as well I believe I should have. It is upsetting to see so many lives derailed, side-tracked, destroyed, uprooted and tampered with in the last two years, and there appears to be no let-up in sight. So within that I wonder about those people too, how is everyone coping with such loss, grief, fear and confusion and everything being reconstructed around them? I believe the strategy is that they are trying to keep people in a state of dependency through healthcare, benefits and a helping hand, to make it feel as if you are being looked after. That there is an overall ‘parent’ looking out for you ‘From Cradle to Grave’ as they put it way back when. But that in turn seems to have made the government think they are the caregiver to us, in charge of us and therefore able to tell us what to do with each waking moment of our lives. They want to decide where you can go and when, with whom you may meet, where you may work and travel. And many seem ok with that, that is what is quite disturbing. For no good reason and with no data to back it up, only because they feel like it.

Feelings. They appear to have a lot to answer for here. We do not have an emotion called logic, or reason. But we have one called fear, and that appears to be the one causing the issue and really can make people behave in a strange way. Argument being, people want others to wear masks and jab up to make them ‘feel safe’, I find this a very strange request, mainly because I want to be safe, not feel safe. They really are quite different. And feelings are very personal, so it’s necessary for me to understand why I don’t feel safe, work out what the risk is and determine what can be done, if anything to minimise the risk. Then, if the risk is unavoidable, you weigh up whether you put yourself in harms way. Mostly, that does not involve another person initially.

I was hit by a car when I was a child, completely my fault as I ran to cross the road without looking, but for a long time thereafter I was frightened to cross the road in case it happened again. I reasoned I was correct to be afraid as it was a real danger with a very painful and real consequence, and although was taught to cross the road, thought I knew better in that moment, as you do. Despite the fact I knew other people had also been hit by cars, and even got killed by them doing the same thing. I was eight I think, so old enough really to know better. After though, I got anxiety every time I went to cross the road, for years, and looked 5 times each way, or however many it took until I was sure a car wasn’t going to just pounce on me. But I knew I wasn’t safe because of me and how I felt towards something, as long as I didn’t fall into the road, or run to cross, then the risk would be minimal. I didn’t expect all drivers to get off the road because I was scared, or to even know I was scared. So I am little bemused at how many people seem to think others (perfectly healthy others I might add), should give up their time, experiences, futures and lives, because they ‘feel scared’ and want people to indulge their fear. So far there has been very weak, if not false data to try and whip up fear in people, who are then encouraged to project that fear onto others. Yet so far, our reaction to everything has been extremely disproportionate to the risk and without merit in reality. And that way people are too busy fighting amongst each other to collectively think about where the fear is coming from. Because it doesn’t appear to be in the general day to day folk. It is mostly online, in the media and as a relentless stream of doom and threats from ‘up above’. It is wearing thin, for many.

By all means, be afraid, if anything I think it is appropriate now given how quicky this situation has escalated. Afraid for the future and where this all leads. But we should be aware that by making demands of others, whether they appear reasonable or not, is a very slippery slope and one we are travelling down. Especially when it comes to someone’s health. It should be reasonable to say I simply will not put my own health at risk just to make someone feel better because of what is going on inside their head, when I am of no threat to them in real life. Just as I would not take any drug to make someone else feel better, or drink alcohol to make them feel better, or eat food I don’t like to make them feel better. Sounds weird doesn’t it when you apply reason to it. It should. So, I have to wonder about that – how is so many ‘adults’ are using what appear to be very childish tactics to ‘get their own way’, practically by way of tantrum or ultimatum in some cases. Similar to how our government act at the moment. Childish one minute, then strict parent the next, maybe it’s a collective breakdown has occurred? Is it just a natural go-to, even when fully grown? Or is it a reaction to this situation where you feel so powerless and mistreated, you just pass on the frustration and fear and force it on others so you don’t have to face it? I guess I have many questions around this still, and even though I generalise, I understand we aren’t all the same, despite how much they would like us to be, and I will always wonder on why people do things and treat each other the way they do. The good, the bad and the ugly.

(c) K Wicks

Do We All Have It In Us?

This is a question of psychopathy. When asked why do I think some people can’t see through the charade and seem unable to unravel what is right before them. My answer was that ‘we the unconvinced’ are all potential psychopaths who have the capacity to be but chose not to use it. And the others are gullible and too trusting. That’s the short answer, and now for the slightly longer analysis of it.

The definition of the term first – “Psychopathy is a neuropsychiatric disorder marked by deficient emotional responses, lack of empathy, and poor behavioural controls, commonly resulting in persistent antisocial deviance and criminal behaviour”.

Sounds scarily like our ‘rulers’ at the moment doesn’t it, although there are many disorders running alongside each other there, and would take more than one post to pick that apart!

But the definition is the starting point, or for how most people see or believe psychopaths are rooted out and identified. I do not entirely agree as it is too broad and the meaning has changed over the decades – so I will do my best to explain what I think about it.

The above definition is an odd one because often when people who are deemed psychopaths, like serial killers for example (the obvious go to), most people didn’t know, or had no idea until they were caught. So were they just faking required emotional responses? Masking if you will, as many people do in society or through life, to ‘fit in’. Is that any different? Showing a lack of empathy towards others – definitely not isolated to psychopaths, but what is the scale we are using to decide? Interestingly, it’s a person who decided the criteria, so what if they themselves were a psychopath who wanted to single out people who they might have deemed unfit – you know, in a eugenicist kind of way. The people who struggle with emotional responses, or who can’t show their empathy, and who might lash out when society gets too much? That doesn’t sound psychopathic after all does it. The original term translated to ‘suffering soul’, and I can’t help but suspect that with many a term for the workings of the mind, they have been changed and repurposed since their conception.

But let’s consider someone who knows what emotional responses they should be deploying, and has a distinct lack of empathy but manages to hide that too behind a facade of concern and outrage. And they have a very tight grip on their behaviour controls, meaning they don’t get caught, and knowing exactly what to do to keep people running in circles around them. Are we to give them the same label? Surely, they are more psychopathic than the first? So maybe I am wrong to even use that term for what is going on now, or for what dwells deep inside most of us, if not all, it just manifests in different ways given different environments and stimuli. And the ones who get caught and defined under societal law, are just the ones who spiralled off into oblivion, and separated themselves from the collective mantra of suppress and deny? We also have a tendency as a species to want to survive and protect ourselves, so maybe the ones who don’t spiral off into what they call anti-social behaviour, are just the ones who realise their ride through society can be an easy one, as long as they ‘play the game’. Having your cake and eating it might be the applicable saying for that.

Bringing me back to the theory that we have it in us, all have the potential you might say. But it is not until given the correct incentive, environment or opportunity does it rear its head or flourish unfettered. And just maybe some people didn’t know it was in them, and never learnt to manage, understand, question or control it and it comes through in different forms. Could be that being a little bit psychopathic helps people survive, and is indeed an evolutionary response as some have theorised? Maybe we will see…

(c) K Wicks

It’s Been A Trade

I wanted to reply to a social media message, but do not have the space for what I believe needs to be analysed here, so another post coming your way.

They have observed a rather calm demeanour amongst the people who have chosen to wait and not be duped or cajoled into following the ‘government program’ currently underway. Versus what appears to be a somewhat hysterical attitude in the ones who have been following and repeating the party line. I gave it some thought, and have to an extent already. Seeing online what the post spoke of, and have of course wondered about where the anger and hysteria towards us has really come from too.

They say it is because ‘us lot’ are keeping the restrictions in place and coming back, which is a rather odd take on it. Considering we did not impose said restrictions, are not the ones succumbing to illnesses and are definitely not the ones dangling freedoms in trade for being able to use your body as a medical experiment. Which by the way you don’t get anything back with that trade, they just take more, as we have seen.

But there is plenty to be angry about – trading your body as a medical experiment so you can go on holiday, or to the cinema, or pub, or college, or work. Yes, I can see where the anger might have come from initially, but that is where it seems to get interesting. Because in a normal world, people should have put their foot down then, as many of us did, and said, I don’t fucking think so! But to our absolute horror and dismay, a fair portion of people just said, ok then. And then didn’t get what they had been promised. So something else occurred, whether it be natural or because of what they lined up for, but a blockage has transpired. Of logic, reason and humility. So instead, they can’t or won’t accept that they were and are wrong (and we know a very strategic behaviour and media campaign was put in place to help this along), and have mistakenly chosen to channel all their confusion, mistrust and anger in the wrong direction. Because all of those are normal feelings to have here and should be felt by those people – there is just cause. The behaviour department worked hard to make them scared and angry, but also how to deflect it away from who is actually causing it.

And so we come to where that is deflected to. Towards the folk who just didn’t buy it, weren’t just going to go along with the crowd or do as they were told with no good reason. Just because someone tells you they know better, doesn’t mean they do. Even with models, charts and predictions, as has been proved. They worked hard though to make sure we were vilified, demonised and set up to be the focus of their instincts trying to tell them something is wrong. I, like others, are amazed at the amount of sheer gullibilty and ignorance being presented in the general population. Without question, they are handing themselves over, like I said, to be a medical experiment as well as it turns out, a psychological one too.

Everyone should be worried, concerned and scared of where this is leading at an alarming pace. Be mindful of your thoughts if you want them to stay as your own, they are being highjacked as well as personal liberties.

(c) K Wicks

Turning Off The TV

Sometimes things come to an end or just run their course. My recent article Walking Away illustrates this and was written in reference to something else. But this may have been the start of it, I turned off the television. Permanently. I have only done this once before in my life for a few months, and within a week or two, started writing my first book. I went back to televison, and have spent much time, too much time, watching it, thinking about it and even working my schedule around it back in the day before super convenience and timed recordings. Although I grew up with it, I am not sure you could say I was one of the TV generation who were put in front of it as a babysitter. I had to haggle and bargain for my television time, against a mother who did not care for technology and wanted me out playing instead. And for that I commend her foresight and observation of my love of it, making sure I went out, but using it where necessary to gain my compliance for chores.

Movies have always featured heavily though, more than TV, but of late things have changed. I used to joke that I watched certain movies not as entertainment, but as reference and research. And I meant it, but no-one believed me. I would often watch programs and movies as background noise while doing something else. It wasn’t stimulating enough on its own. I used to be captured and enthralled by it growing up. Fully immersed in the audio and visual experience and my concentration on it almost unbreakable. It may not surpise you to know that my favourite as a child was Alice in Wonderland. The only thing in life that did seem to make sense then, and turns out now as well.

But the box doesn’t seem to be what it once was. The unending feed of ridiculous constant adverts, the dull blandness of the programes and the odd definition of entertainment these days had spelt the end of my relationship with it. There is more going on that requires attention. It’s no longer required. And although I may not have regretted the time given to it already, I certainly would if I continued to give it more.

There is no need to be distracted by their ideas and images anymore, when there are plenty to be had of my own. Research is over, the clock is ticking…

(c) K Wicks

The End Game

No, not the film. I have very little to say about that other than it is a few hours I won’t ever get back. This post is about a film though, and one of my wild speculations, where no doubt I fall into the conspiracy trap of seeing what they want me to see, or linking together what they want me to.

So be it.

I was not familiar with the Greek Alphabet, but upon seeing it the other day with someone referencing how we skipped a certain letter in it when naming our new scarient, I saw the end letter and jumped to a conclusion. Obviously. The final letter is Omega.

Now, I have watched a great number of virus-related movies and given them countless hours of thought, both from the point of the pathogen and storyline. I write fiction and before this happened wrote and published a book about a new virus being discovered and changing the world. It was from my fears of those films happening I tried to learn all I could about them and ideas behind them. So I have been watching closely throughout all of this.

The point of this post it to highlight one of those films. Omega Man. You may know it by it’s remake name of I Am Legend. About a virus raging out of control, and the cure causes unforeseen mutations and causes more devastation than the original illness. Hmmm, sounds a bit familiar perhaps. Well, its predecessor (of which there are actually two), seemed to focus more on a split in society, lots of losses, and then are left with a bitter group called ‘The Family’ who blame the uninfected. Again, sounds familiar. They called this film Omega Man, renaming from the first one ‘Last Man on Earth’, makes sense why they have used the last letter of an alphabet if that is the overall image they want to convey. The end of something.

It’s hard to know where they are really going with it, all we can do I guess is try and cover all bases and follow each thought to see if it might be needed or relevant. We have a very convoluted shifting reality upon us, and it is being steered towards what seems like an ever-growing madness. We need to bring back reason and logic, before they too are just whispers of what once was…

(c) K Wicks

Fear, A Follow Up

I posted one of my articles on twitter – The Three D’s of Conversion Under Coercion, and received the following comment.

“You seem pretty fearful”.

So I gave this thought, believing that in the article, I was merely making observations about where we currently are in society and pointing out techniques of manipulation and how they can be used against people. But they may indeed be correct with their comment, and it has led to the thought that in this situation, there are different types of fear playing out internally and around us. I shouldn’t generalise it, when really it is quite personal to each individual. Even if the outcomes and mechanisms to cause them are the same. It also occurs to me it should not be a bad thing either to point out someone is scared or fearful, or for someone perhaps to admit it in and to themself. So let’s looks at it as a word and it’s explained meaning, as on the face of it, appears to be a very necessary part of us.

Fear – “a natural, powerful, and primitive human emotion. It involves a universal biochemical response as well as a high individual emotional response. Fear alerts us to the presence of danger or the threat of harm, whether that danger is physical or psychological”.

I have already written a chapter about Fear in my non-fiction book Meeting in the Middle of Nowhere but had only really reviewed that from a horror angle. Looking at it from the point of view of someone who can visualise the horror concepts, ideas and thoughts, and someone who can’t. And, have also written a chapter on it in one of my fictional books, about the different types of fear a predator relies on when stalking. But this one isn’t so specific as it can cover both of those. Once your sense of fear has been ‘activated’ and you assess your situation, as with this one we collectively find ourselves in. I have also written an article called Living in Fear, so like to think I have given this subject a lot of thought over the years.

But this one I believe they refer to and that they pointed out, would be the fear of what is unfolding and appears to be heading our way. Fear of the unknown, of being forced into something and of the future. Sounds quite appropriate to have that currently, so yes, I think they are right, I am fearful. These were normal and commonplace fears previously though, many a person for many a generation will have worried and feared for the future, in calm times and in times of great distress and upheaval. As this does indeed highlight, I have spent much of my life fearful of various things, but that was personal to me and my experiences, as is the case for everyone.

But how you manage your fear is what seems to be a big decider in your outcome or fate potentially. I have spent decades trying to manage mine, and however much I would like to think I keep a lid on it, or hold it down, it is there and is part of me. And it’s not by accident I ended up with so much, covering some of it in Conditional Release and remembering that hearing the saying ‘Feel the fear and do it anyway’, gave me a focus in my youth, I heard it at the right time and it made me realise then that fear was ok, just don’t let it paralyse you or control you. In the right dose and situation, it can possibly help you…

(c) K Wicks

What comes next?

There is much going on that really doesn’t need speculation, it’s out there for everyone to see. But where it all leads, that’s where we can still theorise. With the speed of their ‘jab rollout’ it can’t have bypassed many that the goalposts are changing almost daily, it’s just two weeks, it’s just one Christmas, it’s just one year, it’s just your job, it’s just your relative, it’s just one jab… It’s only the over 80’s and vulnerable, now the 70’s, actually once over the 50s. Hang on, every adult, no wait a minute, children too. So before we have even had time to study the effects of this new wonder drug, or see the results of any trials, they are going for the children. It may sound as if they are coming for them, literally, and to be honest, they make it sound like that.

They have taken more than is rightfully theirs. It’s not just the limited freedom and choices we did and do have, but they are also taking your time. And that really is something you cannot buy more of or get back. They are now pushing ever faster for more. More of you. They want to know what will happen if they keep pushing, keep jabbing and keep wanting from you. It will wear you down, there’s no doubt about that, but wear you down to what? They believe it will wear you down to compliance, that the constant pressure and strain will break many, and possibly it will. People haven’t been designed to cope with ongoing stress, or emotional pressure or fear, for long sustained periods of time. It is detrimental to our development, health and growth, this we know. So, I have to presume they are well aware of what they are doing to people. But ultimately, I and others do keep coming back to the why of it all? Why are they doing this? Is it just for the great reset? Is it for agenda 21/30, where you will own nothing and be happy? As we have seen of late, there are many theories, some conspiracy still as they have yet to play out. But some have become undeniable fact. And the most worrying development for most, is the way they want to jab everyone, including children. Even though they have admitted they are no risk from the ‘virus’ and don’t know any of the long or short-term effects. So anyone in their right mind should be concerned at that, no? Well, apparently not, only some people are furious and outraged and have gone into protective mode over their offspring. But an alarming number of people seem to be as blindly trusting as they have been for decades that the establishment knows best. That they must be doing everything for our best interests, health and safety. Why anyone would really think that is beyond me, given what we know of governments and what they have done, home and abroad. Yet here we are, people literally lining up to hand themselves over to be ‘looked after’. Good luck to them, and I really hope I am just being over the top with my worries and speculations.

I will finally get to the point of this one and how it’s links together for me. The rate of heart attacks since the rollout has been of concern to me (and hopefully many others), a development we did not see before the rollout, and one which any normal person would presume to be related to said rollout until we could prove otherwise. They seem to be super keen to shut down any discussion, questioning or debate surrounding that, which is another concern. But where does that lead if there is a link? Heart problems and in particular myocarditis is now prevalent, and like many people I hadn’t heard of this condition at all throughout my life until this year. And that it is mostly happening in young, fit and healthy people even more worrying. (I theorise here that elderly people may have already passed from this after the rollout started, but they would have just been written off as average heart attacks, especially if within 14 days as they don’t consider you vaccinated until after that time, or at least did – now you aren’t if they say you aren’t, regardless of what you have done so far). So, young people are being encouraged to have it, regardless of the effects on them, they are being pressurised through emotional blackmail and threats or dreams and hopes being crushed and taken away. So many are complying. The survival rates for myocarditis aren’t good, by five years you have a 50% chance of mortality. That really doesn’t sound advisable as a risk against a survival rate of 99.7% if you happen to catch the ‘rona.

Let’s imagine how different your childhood, teenage years or young life becomes or would have been if you have a ticking timebomb in your chest. Technically we are all on the clock and have an expiry date, but that gives it a new level of intensity surrounding mortality. Don’t get too worried or anxious about it though, you might have a heart attack, don’t get excited, or have fun, or run, or dance, or anything that would raise your heart level too much. Just in case. Might die. Suddenly it changes how you think, behave, interact with others and more importantly, it shortens your time. Maybe some people would still live and experience things, go with old sayings – feel the fear and do it anyway or you only live once right? Throw caution to the wind and experience what you can while you can. But others won’t, they will stop living in case they die. It seems so counterproductive. Stop people living in order to stop people dying. Although we know that was just the buckled lie to get everyone to jump through hoops, and they did. And in the end they didn’t stop anyone dying – my previous article It Looked Sinister covers those points, and since then we know of more. This isn’t about saving anyone, but does seem to be about controlling people, their habits, thoughts, wants, their futures and fears. And let’s be honest, the children are the future, so if you manage to get them now, you have the future sewn up. They can’t fight back if they can’t fight. And that goes for all of us, we are not gone yet and should not leave them to the possibility of a dark fate and future. If we are wrong, no harm done, we look silly and move one. But if we are right, it doesn’t look good.

Screenshot from ‘The Time Machine’ (1960)

(c) K Wicks