Artificial Reality — The Improbable Safe Space of the Left

 

Be patient. I will explain…

I know, I know. A lot of you are behind on the curve because you haven’t qualified for a password on the DarkNet yet. The DarkNet is a very dangerous place to be honest. Whole worlds of dark things are available there that are very difficult to visit otherwise. I have managed to wangle a limited-access password and I promise I’m working on the same for the rest of you, but as you can see it’s not an easy place to wheedle your way into.

Click on this portal to go as far as you’re allowed.

There are certain things I can tell you without losing my own privileges. The DarkNet is a breakthrough in quantum computing that simultaneously processes all possible solutions and recombinations conceivable in your universe of origin. More simply it’s an inter-dimensional version of the far more parochial tool we call the Internet. Its portals provide pathways to alternate universes, both probable and improbable, that bear some relationship to our own. All universes split at critical decision points for the living consciousnesses that populate them. The universe most of us are living in underwent a huge fracture at the the turn of the Millennium, when most of us chose the improbable fork in the road that did not involve the violent return of western civilization to the Stone Age because of the Y2K bug. (This has been explained elsewhere, so no more about it here.) Some fractures, like that one, are very sudden. Others are more gradual. We are living through one of those right now, which encompasses major convulsions in what a lot of us regard as “Reality.”

Ten years ago, a universe-level catalyst for change descended into the reality we know. People collectively create the reality we share in REM sleep, otherwise known as dreaming. When what is dreamed differs enough from what is likely or widely believed, a fork in the world of the future is opened up and dreamers can move individually or in groups from the reality they dislike into the one they have dreamed as somehow preferable. Which it may or may not be. They get what they want, but they do not always know what it is they want beneath the surface of conscious thought. Distortions and unexpected consequences increase when there are impairments of conscious thought brought about by logical contradictions in their dream lives.

Bottom line? The DarkNet is chock full of different futures to which people can move their minds and lives without even being aware that a universe fracture has occurred. Right now, the universe fracture begun 10 years ago has now been finalized, and there is a new world in which a great many people you know are presently living a new reality, while a mere shadow of their prior selves remains in the old reality, physically present but operating more or less at idle. They are unaware, for example, that what their prior selves are doing in the old reality may seem, well, insane in that reality. If confronted, they believe that their prior reality was the dream world in which the rest of us are still imprisoned. In their terms, they are absolutely right.

Maybe I should stop there, but I won’t. It may help those of us remaining in the universe we were creating before to see what the departed ones are up to. Here they seem adrift, listless, impotent, and even childlike in their tantrums and random acts of violence. That is not what is happening where their dreams and altered minds are operating now.

In that particular alternate universe, a spiritual clone of Adolf Hitler by the name of Elrond Tomb stole the 24 presidential election of the United State of America and proclaimed himself President for Life on January 20, 2025. Since then, all hell has broken loose.

In a surprise first step, every black police officer was taken into custody by the new president’s Praetorian Republican Guards (veterans of the old USMC) and shipped at once to the Guantanamera Detention Facility on the island of Cuber. 

There they were put to work vastly expanding the facility into a huge work camp capable of holding thousands of prisoners. Back in the U.S., the white police officers were dispatched to round up all the employees of the major mass media companies, the Hollywood stars who had said incorrect things about the President, and people who received paychecks from the federal government and had failed to sign the Oath of Allegiance  to President Elrond Tomb.

In another shocking move, Tomb ordered the arrest of every American female who hadn’t given birth to a child by the age of 35. The army required to carry out this mass roundup was drafted from the population of undocumented migrants, who were given the choice of either personally transporting women to local jails or (if they resisted) to Guantanamera or else. What ‘else’ are we talking about here? Being conscripted into military service in Greenpeaceland for defense against the armies of NATO — unless they wanted to be deported in chains to El Succador, South America.

The reeducation (i.e., MK Ultra-style mind control programming) is ongoing 24/7…

Meanwhile, an unconquerable spirit of “Resistance” was taking hold in the places where Democracy was still thriving, namely the enlightened urban epicenters of wise government like Newyork, Destroit, Los Añalos, San Freakso, Chicaga, and Atlantix. Healing fires and explosions spread rapidly as the stolen loot of capitalist pigs was confiscated in retail establishments across the land.

Most excitingly, the mass media began to rise from the dead, in some cases literally. A great many newspaper editors and TV anchorpersons had been killed resisting arrest in January, but thanks to infusions of technology by Democratical billionaires like Wilbur Grapes and Marko Zuckemalloff, AI-based cyborg refits restored many of the deceased to work in the underground journalism community being formed in the DarkNet.

Granted, the available broadcasting equipment was still being pieced together with baling wire, but hundreds of thousands of loyal watchers tuned into the first broadcast of Ms. and Mstr. Scarbrow when they resumed their places at the anchor desk.

Amazingly, and even touchingly, the venerable Newyorker Magazine, whose building had been burned to the ground on January 21, was available on newsstands again as a new Voice of the Common Democratical:

The new tabloid format is a surefire winner in Democracity, USA

Obviously, many more developments are underway in this new “Univers de Résistance” now giving birth to itself on the DarkNet. I have to be careful about what I tell you, lest I find myself banned or suspended from accessing the files. For example, I’m forbidden to say anything about what’s going on with the LGBTQ’ers. Sorry, but it’s out of my hands for the present. Well, one little hint couldn’t hurt…

Word is, the former President and their husband have had gender-blending 

surgery, in preparation for another run at the ‘Oblong Office’. Tomb is pissed.

Forget I said anything about that. I’ll close for now with two additional titbits of information.

Vice President Kumula Guzzel is alive and well oiled to make her comeback.

Best of all ending notes, here’s the suddenly sacred ‘Song of the Resistance’, inspired by the sacrifices of the prisoners at the Guantanamera Death Camp. You’ll see. Play it here all the way through and you’ll find it stuck in your head all day…

Remember, forewarned is fore-armed. We can’t be sure part of their comeback plan doesn’t involve invading and reconquering our reality. We gotta keep up. I’ll do what I can. Hoping you will too.