SHOCK.THE.SYSTEM. Member/Developer. Let's flip the track. Bring the old school back.

You say you want a revolution
SHOCK.THE.SYSTEM. Member/Developer. Let's flip the track. Bring the old school back.
Became a member of SHOCK.THE.SYSTEM. on 08-21-2023.
Frequency
Is that a song you know? Does it remind you of a particular time, a particular place? Does it fill you with a feeling that no other song does?
How much longer can you play this game? Who can save you from yourself? Are you lost in the static?
turn…the…dial….
It’s strange how music affects us. It can take us to other times, to other places. We can be fine hearing a song. But as soon as we hear that song, we’re torn to pieces.
Somewhere, there’s a tired song playing on a tired radio. We don’t care though. Someone wants to hear it. Someone is feeling it in their lives at that exact moment.
Music echoes the human vibration. As Tesla said, “If you want to find the secrets of the universe, think in terms of energy, frequency, and vibration.”
How do you become “in-tune”?
Did that episode just start at the end? Did it really start five minutes from the end? Can they really not afford the bandwidth? Do they figure you went to sleep with the TV on? Maybe they think nobody's here.
Click……..
Technology. It's a drug like none other, and it's ubiquitous. Our ancestors would be shocked by the sorcery in our palms. We'd be warlocks to them. Maybe we'd be Gods. I think Clarke has something to say about that.
Back to right now. You're caught up in the movie, twisting with the winding plot. You're hooked. I'm not even sure what the movie is about. All I can think of is how much digital information is being interpreted and put on the screen. Why can't I see the big picture?
Are you here right now? Are you dead? Are you experiencing both life and death at the same time? Is this point in time just a frame of mind of the observer? Can one live in two frames at once?
Water splashes….
Camera One. Camera Two. Camera One. Camera Two. It’s funny. It’s from Wayne’s World. You got two cameras in your skull both feeding to the same interpreter. Do you think they see things differently? Are those two wet soggy bits of flesh actually reporting what is actually going on around you? Are they returning an altered view of reality that other people don’t see?
What if what I experience as a monster is how other people see a normal person and vice versa. Wow, it feels like high school philosophy club all over again. You think you’re so deep. You’re not. You’re about as shallow as the puddle flowing down the drain. Is it time to give up my child musings and face reality?
Did I just hear the doorbell ring? Was it something in the background of the music I’m listening to? Was it just in my head? Did I create it myself?
You’ve come back, ready to play my most wicked game. You’re more courageous than most. Most don’t want to wade this deep. The world outside seems strange now, something’s off. There’s something off inside me. I’m wasting my life behind this screen. I’m slowly killing myself behind this screen. For what? Just to survive? What’s the point of survival when it all means nothing in the end? What am I waiting for? From void to void, that’s the way it goes. I don’t make the rules. That starchild still looks down at a waking world. What is my true purpose?
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