This Perpetual Dystopia of Disappointment

I am amazed at the resilience of almost everybody's fundamentalist belief in 'the state', government and the 'democrat process'. Impressive really - somewhat awe-inspiring even.

 If people would, for once and for all, just be realistic and comprehend that this always was, is and always will be, nothing but an utter peddled delusion we could at least save ourselves from this perpetual dystopia of disappointment.

Most people know Santa and the Tooth Fairy are just made-up, enough these days realise God and more certainly religions are utter bunkum too. But when it comes down to the state folk just line-up for the sheep-dip, for the slaughter-house, to relish and be thankful for the swill filling their trough each day.

We are the human herd and the construct, called a nation, is no more than the particular farm, one of many, in which we dwell. These farms are human tax-farms.

Easier than slavery to manage and more productive too; humans farmed in the way we all are are schooled with a mix of plentiful carrot and threat of stick, illusion and delusion.

We only see the shadows on the wall and think them real, are convinced it is all there is, have no ability to think it could just perhaps otherwise be.