Wednesday, January 12, 2022

Full Circle

 Given a long enough time horizon, everything comes full circle. Other than God, who is eternal, all that came from the dust will return to it, no exceptions. We can try to prolong the inevitable, but oftentimes it’s like trying to gather the sand of the sea with a pair of tweezers; time-consuming and impossible.

I guess it makes us feel better, thinking we have control over anything more than the moment we’re currently in, or that we can make the cosmos bend to our wants by force of sheer will. This mindset has given birth to a plethora of cottage industries, from self-help gurus who moonlight as preachers to former fortune cookie insert creators that suddenly became mantra mills to aid cat moms in coping with their loneliness.

The one thing they all have in common is that they pander to whoever they think they can make a buck off of, even though they know they’re lying, and have the sneaking suspicion that you know they’re lying too. It seems as though by some unspoken mutual consent, those being lied to are fine with it as long as the lies they’re being told helps them cope with their current lot.

This goes doubly so for individuals who’ve bought into a specific narrative hook line and sinker.  Rather than face their failure to logically deduce the finer points of the deception they ate up, they’ll embrace anyone who validates their foolishness. Such individuals aren’t open-mindedly seeking the truth; they’re scouring the planet for confirmation bias.

“Tell me I was right even though all evidence points to the contrary. It’s all I’ve got to cling to, and no matter how much reality intrudes upon the narrative, we must hold fast and steer into the iceberg because to do otherwise would be to admit that we believed a lie.”

Certain whispers are floating about, that if proven true, would warrant life sentences in federal prison for many an individual currently reveling in the spotlight and enjoying large sums of money thrown at them for keeping people terrified of their own shadow.

As a spinoff of the old Soviet maxim ‘show me the man and I will find you the crime,’ big pharma seems to have invented the vaccine before creating the virus. Like I said, if proven true and a report put out by DARPA appears to validate the theory, we’re about to descent to yet another circle of Dante’s hell.

You’ve got to give it to them though, Viagra money was running out, and they saw their shot to create a product that wouldn’t be reserved for a specific gender or age bracket. From toddler to centennial, all would be loyal customers every four to six months, because, you know, the sniffles. The only problem with the plan is that it took more than one person to implement it, and keeping secrets is difficult even when only one person is trying, especially big secrets.

I mean, some people even went so far as to shoot themselves in the back of the head multiple times rather than spill the beans on certain political crime families, but that’s another story for another time.

The truth has a funny way of bubbling to the surface eventually. Perhaps this is the reason the powers that be have so vociferously and maniacally insisted that everyone roll up their sleeve sooner rather than later. Perhaps they knew it was only a matter of time before the extent of their criminality was dragged into the light, but by then, it would be too late.  

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea, Jr. 

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