Spiritual Engineering has brought us a world few appreciate, and fewer understand. The resentments directed toward those imprisoned in hot seats of power have only made the slopes of the ivory tower more precipitous. We were trained to judge, but never to understand. Before us lay oceans of seemingly pointless opportunities. A shared future world manufactures our societies of Mutual Magazine Cultures. But only true seers can hear the voices of the new generations emerging out of the Pressure Free Pointless Informational Dust.
Have you read the news? "The world goes out with a whimper, not a bang." "People may care less about what is happening in Africa, than to what the squirrel in their yard is doing." (Paraphrased from Zuckerburg) This is obviously going to change. The inevitable dispersal of all that wealth is as welcome as the rain. (Did you hear that new Ebola joke? "You probably won't get it.")
Counter Lobbyists are New Pariahs. "If we want to solve a problem, we become the problem." (Mine) Binary thinking is going organic. A Tantric guru once said, "Who will care for the needs of the wealthy?" Just cause we don't want to hear something doesn't mean we aren't paying attention.
The work is getting done. The Bridge to the Future is being built. Indexing Codes are able to be decrypted now. Mutual Support Systems become a standard by which all other Spiritual Technologies are compared. You probably don't remember yet, but you have already started to read what you will need to remember in the future. The reading is yours. We will want to be able to recognize what we are reading? In today's Mutual Magazine Culture, we get to choose what we want to read, and by whom we want to be read.
THE MERCURY PRESS (News So Fast It Isn't Even True)
Good news travels fast digitally. We have the internet, but the have nots, have not. We get to read whatever we want today. Most people never get to read much of anything very interesting. Fear tops the news. What do you want to read about? The privilege to choose is a huge responsibility. I know, let's start a fictional news service, a Mercury Press. People love a good read. Our biggest luxury is having the time to read what we want to read. Reading is a privilege. (Now the reader gets read.)
Blurred lines connect journalism with storytelling? Magazines predict the reading habits of subscribers. (Reading the readers?) We aren't replacing printed media. Self designated reading preferences are the new mutually defined social business media. But the term "personalized preferential indexing" is not good keyword. Personally selected reading habits are what search engines look for when sorting through non finite internet source indexes. There must be a way to crack the impersonal Index Code.
Declarations and predictions aren't any fun. But a story about telling good stories that come true, now that's good reading. MERCURY PRESS SHATTERS CLASS CEILING The only question is, How? How can a free press shatter the class ceiling? What was once thought to be spiritual fiction has become scientific fact. Popular paranoia has played out. Truth is much more interesting. No need to check under the bed for electronic bugs, privacy is dead. Now we actually want the search engines to find us. Don't look for a hidden enemy, if you are reading this you will probably have to create one of your own. Poverty isn't the enemy. Ignorance is. In this age of intrusive profiling, marketing campaigns and machine learning, poverty is only another friend. Small is safe, small is free, small is trouble free. Small may be beautiful, but big is just, well big.
This is where the fiction becomes the fact. If I don't tell you the truth I won't get payed. I tell you stories, (most of which people don't remember anyways) and I get payed big bucks. The psychic reader is a bull shit artist. Ces se moi? (Is that me?) Do you want good literature or not? The truth is never boring. It's the lie that brings you down.
Now in order for this to work correctly, you must never believe a word I'm saying. Whether I'm right or not is secondary. The only way any of this makes sense is you must think critically. The pressure of the word is in it's suspense, not boring predictability. I tell the truth you know, that's easy. I tell you the truth you don't know, and you will fight me kicking and screaming all the way. But you will remember. (It's true.) The frivolity of the MERCURY PRESS is in that you won't know what is true. Am I lying to you when I tell you the truth? Now that's good satire.
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