Apocalypse Porn

In Toronto, the smog is thick from all the air and motor vehicular traffic. So many busy people moving about while entertaining the premise of significance. To the individual, the smog seems but a necessary evil. A sign of the times. From the macroscopic perspective of cosmology, all this activity is clearly not benefiting anyone. We are condemning our children to the abyssal entrapments we've envisioned for ourselves due to Christian guilt. We're fulfilling biblical prophesy in order that the great architect be pleased and exonerate itself through absolution. It's time for another apocalypse, another culling of the species sapiens. The great architect I speak of is the earth goddess disguised as an alien. She will come as a thief in the night. T'woud be easier to disperse pharmaceuticals and hypnotic influence within the smog matrix of industrial death we've happened to normalize ourselves to over the last three decades.
In Toronto, the smog is palpable. In Niagara, the smog is offensive. The escarpment is completely obscured by the smog. In Niagara, the smog is morbid. An increase in particulate matter in the troposphere is directly proportional to an increase in sickness and death within the population. Of course the publication of such statistics would be gagged by the petrochemical industry. The illusion of affluence is more important to the status quo than sustainability. With this arcane idea of infinite resources that modern western civilization has seemed to have enshrined as its reflexive defense of the perpetual eco/geno/cide it enacts, the modern self is able to justify its progressively apocalyptic itinerary of activity. All in the name of status quo maintenance.
Smog zombies wandering the streets of Toronto are concerned very little with the assumption of security that money pretends to afford. They are becoming ravenous as they bathe in the atmospheric particulate soup. They are not interested in plastic, only blood. They must sustain themselves currently on the clouds of nitrogen dioxide wafting through the streets as their prey fatten up and sweeten in the comfort of luxury vehicles and ideas. As time drifts toward the precipice of apocalypse, the earth goddess screams.

We're all too busy empirically analyzing the nature of global warming to focus on the short term amelioration of the catastrophic vortex of intoxication we've committed the future of the planet to. The globalization and cabalization of modern imperialism has destroyed the possibility of manifesting the means to stop or even delay the tumultuous petroleum juggernaut of doom modernism has unleashed on the planet. There are far too many interests involved to pause the precipitous decay. Humanity has enhanced its pathogenicity through industrialization and mechanization of function with regards to our virulence toward the biosphere as a whole. Collectively, we are engaged in a conspiracy of convalescence. Having lost the humility necessary for gnostic recognition of the sacred nature of the planet, we illusory advance into abstract technology and calculated macro-destruction. There lies an eerie irony in this publishing platform's spell check when it offers the synonym of cannibalization as a substitute for globalization.

Singularity we call humanity
Acting as a cosmological black hole
Transforming matter into idea
Ultimately consuming all within proximity
Regardless of time
Nothing can escape our subterfuge

All is despair. The status quo conspiracy has never been quite so vivid. Ultimately, it Is a conspiracy of intent toward the ontological sedition necessary in order to support the industrial death machine of Machiavellian capitalism. In short, the status quo death machine requires the trivialization of knowledge. Knowledge cannot be categorized nor compartmentalized within the confines of empirical abstraction. True knowledge is boundless, having neither beginning and/or end. It cannot be abstracted to the extent of linguistic partition. It can only be understood through Being. This knowledge cannot be passed on through word alone. Experience is necessary.
The administrative bureaucracy, navigating status quo consciousness through the industrial death machine it has fashioned for its electoral lesions, relies upon the trivialization of knowledge to enact its conspiratorial intent of enslaving the human race. Through the supposition and definition of knowledge, true meaning is lost in the abstraction of process and mechanization. How can one be supposed to know something through simply academic means or passive conjectural analysis? Absurd as it is, the aforementioned trivialization of knowledge and process is the very means through which societal authorities justify their function. That of confounding reason, and hence justice itself. The truth is a crime but not a sin. I against I. We are all One. We are all nothing. The illusion of individuality perpetuated by the status quo juggernaut of ignorance is an effective death sentence for the next generation of homo sapiens sapines. Reason would dictate that this destructive machine of modern industrialism be stopped. Status quo consciousness with its categorical rejection of commensalism and sustainability celebrates the death of reason ritualistically in secret ceremony under the illuminated eye of Sauron.
When the social authorities feel more content separating a child from its parent based on the conjectural conservatism of status quo sedation they become the exact opposite of what they strive to be: child protection advocates. Would it not seem clear to the objective observer that the separation of a young child from its parent(s) would create more harm than benefit to the child? The entire system of Family Law employs thousands of people who are ostensibly working towards the benefice of children. In effect, however, the children suffer in order that an administrative bureaucracy benefits monetarily.
Late last night I learned that the mother of my child had attempted suicide the evening prior and my daughter, having been in her custody at the time (as we currently have a joint custodial agreement) had been scuttled by the local children authority (FACS) to her mothers sisters house. I found the fact that FACS had made decisions in my absence and had not even tried to communicate the situation to me incredible, so I planned on collecting my daughter from school today as I have not seen nor talked to her in days. I am usually with my daughter at least 40% of the time. This morning I call FACS to meet with them and discuss my daughters welfare. I then call the school my daughter attends and informed them that I would be picking her up today. Then FACS calls me back and tells me they want to meet with me. They come to my house, look the place over, ask me questions. I ask them what they can do for me as I've had enough of trying to compromise with a woman who is mentally incompetent in order to negotiate the terms of our joint custody. They tell me they can't help help my daughter. They will not support me in court. They go on to tell me that my daughter will be staying with her maternal aunt as concerns have been raised, yet again, about my substance abuse patterns. I go through the process, again, of illustrating the steps I've taken to improve my situation economically, spiritually and emotionally. They tell me that until they've had the time to investigate the allegations against me and the situation with her mother that my daughter would be best to stay with her maternal aunt. I express my concern that her maternal aunt is been extremely malicious toward me in the past and that she's likely to denigrate my character in the presence of my daughter. They tell me they'll bring this up with her aunt who she'd still be best to stay with while they sort things out. These people are supposed advocates of children's rights yet they enact the opposite. What benefit except that of bureaucratic self necessitation can possibly be served by separating a young child from both of her parents simultaneously in order to investigate claims from a malicious third party that I abuse substance. The psychological and emotional pain my daughter must endure in order the administrative powers that be satisfy themselves of their own necessity and sufficiency is tantamount to fucking torture. My daughter's 4 years old. I have been unable to communicate with her for days against my will. Now the child authorities are telling me I have to go through them in order to gain access to my daughter and that I may be able to have arranged visitation this weekend at my parents house. WHO the FUCK are these PEOPLE? They've been brainwashed into believing that they're promoting child welfare when in reality they are systematic components of a confounding of reason and justice. Who knows a child better than its parents? Who the fuck has the right to dictate to me how and if and can parent my own child? These people are governmental zombies designed to ensure that nothing reasonable be allowed to emerge from the net of deception that empirical capitalism has shrouded us within. Just because I am a man I am denied my basic human right to protect my own daughter from trivialization and institutionalized process. The system is fucking me. The system has been raping me for quite some time since I had a child with a mentally disturbed individual who did everything she could up to this point to fuck me through the mechanism of social services. Once she ran out out of opportunity to fuck me she began to fuck herself. She now sits under suicide watch. Concerned so much with her own personal challenges she has continued to neglect my daughter and the authorities, through routine precedence and institutionalized ignorance have and continue to prevent me access to my daughter despite a court settlement and penance paid. FUCK these people. FUCK the system. FUCK the authorities. FUCK the world. What justice is there in this world when children are routinely traumatized in the name of institutional necessity? Why should I support a system that is literally condemning my child to emotional instability as a means to supporting themselves. They are vampires. We are all vampires. We are all dead already. Dead in spirit. Dead in faith. Dead in our souls. We are beginning to alight upon the gates of hell. I feel nauseous as I stand on the brink of the chasm of violence opened in front of me. The entire social system that spawned me is a death trap of imperialistic greed and callous indifference towards the planet. We have no rights even though we are conveyed the idea of freedom. Our children are born into slavery. Slavery to a system meant to destroy and subjugate. A system meant to rape our souls and dissolve all hope. A system designed purely to alienate and mechanize the geological rapine of the planet. A system designed to destroy us and the planet itself. In fact we are the very mechanism through which the planet is being compromised. We are the retrovirus inserting our own corrupted DNA into the tree of life so we multiply exponentially and increase our virulence. We were created to destroy.

Pharmaceutical bondage keeps the status quo in chains. Shuffling hordes of pharmed out zombies are participating in, and thereby helping to create an environment of despair and industrial death. The field of psychiatry is a rationalized excuse for institutionalized experimentation and intoxication. When money becomes the goal of enterprise, the endeavor turns malicious through its very essence, having assumed separation from function. The medical profession has degraded to the level of pushers, in conjunction with the pharmaceutical industry the physicians convince the public of psychotropic necessity. Instead of examining the foundation of illness, the doctors have become mechanized drones rolling out mountains of scripts for the drug conglomerates. The Hippocratic oath is an artifice of intent, mothballed and dusty. There is no place for empathy or compassion to reside within the industrial death machine of capitalism. Any industry that wishes to succeed must substitute intentional function with avarice. So, the medical profession along with its pharmaceutical counterpart mechanically churn the masses through the chemical factory in order to succeed. They, themselves are contributing to the very conspiracy to which they are bound to overcome, that of pathogenesis. Rather than enacting the healing process to which they are bound they perpetuate destruction and occult eugenics programs through the cabals of capitalism that control them. A cult of conspiracy has realized a culture of conspiracy and nothing is any longer what it seems, or rather how it seems. A culture of concealment has undermined any attempts to engage in meaningful change, as the only constant is elitist subterfuge of stasis being required to perpetuate constant function towards destruction. Of course, this motive is easily concealed behind the corporate facade of economic benefice. What good is all the fucking money if there's no resources left to sustain ourselves. I suppose everyone capable in the know is scrambling madly to raise enough money to ensure they are off the planet on 122112. At which point the seas will boil and the atmosphere will be vacuumed into space, the earth rendering itself inhabitable over the next undefined amount of time. Good luck to them. To us humble proletariats the only possible solution would be to physically stop the various components of the industrial death machine and hope for environmental improvement in air water and soil. This avenue of amelioration has been rendered impossible by the global standardization of industry however, there being too many mutually exclusive interests involved to realize a concerted effort in environmental improvement. So the earth burns and the waters rise. Meanwhile, the scientific community acts alarmed as compounded environmental degradation takes measurable tolls they did not anticipate to see for decades to come. Conspiratorial constituencies of custodial influence. The empirical cult of modernism talks optimistically about problems on the horizon in terms of centuries. In fact, these grim predictions of environmental catastrophe are occurring presently in front of all our eyes, in acute resolution. Over the last 8 months the satellite imagery of Greenland has revealed continental rock becoming exposed for the first time since records began (1979). Greenland has been covered in ice since time memorial. Now, its about to melt and turn green over the course of the next few years. What irony. Similarly, satellite imagery has revealed that the ice shelf of the northern pole is 20% smaller than it has been ever in recorded history. 20 percent goes beyond the statistical significance necessary to warrant investigation or alarm. Realistically the alarms have been sounding for years but have been difficult to hear through the drone of imperial industrialization. Now, the writing is on the wall clear for all impartial objective observers to see and time is running thin. And the machines keep on rolling, attenuating an already uncertain future. Noah's Arc, having become a space ship, requires more than craftsmanship to create certain. It requires money, lots of money. And the elect are frantically generating as much as possible to guarantee space in space while simultaneously accelerating environmental disintegration. A conspiracy of certainty negates possibility of reform. Dependence on technology has left us irresponsible and ineffectual. The time is now for real meaningful and effectual change. Yet the gatekeepers of industry refuse to compromise profit with accountability. We are all mother fuckers by virtue of the fact that we live in and hence contribute toward an unaccountable society, unconcerned with sustainability or viability. How can we collectively act surprised when the inevitability of our actions exacts its toll on the environment? We're fools to think that modernism was or is progressive if all it has accomplished is unsustainable activity and self indulgent indignation towards the planet. As the present epoch prepares to round the ellipse of space we are occupying, time appears to accelerate. Its as if the entire atmosphere has become a macroscopic particle accelerator and all carbon based life forms are eroding exponentially to the pitch of the cosmic apoco-clock. The cosmic aperture that enables the Great Ones to return to our time space compartment is slowly resolving and will open wide during the winter solstice of 2012. This will be both terrible and beautiful, depending on your perspective. Many impatient denizens of the modern pharmaceutical universe will be unprepared for cosmic resolution as they will be intoxicated on industrial medicines designed to render them insignificant and inconsequential. The zombie pharm of modern industrial empiricism is surrounded with poisonous barbs to prevent the escape of slaves. These razor sharp filaments are marked with the micro insignia of the Illuminati. The Eye of Horus gazes unblinkingly, waiting for the return of the Great Ones, a time of revelation. All will become clear in the few years left to come.

All my colleagues at school under the age of 35 have no illusions regarding the sustainability of the current direction of technological progress modern civilization has adopted for itself since the industrial revolution. They all agree that we are doomed. That the activities modern society engages in to perpetuate its internal illusion of security are at the expense of the biosphere which sustains us. The hopelessness of modernism frustrates the youth, yet the mechanisms capable of stopping its inexorable progress are beyond their reach. The baby boomers still hold the reigns and they have been so heavily indoctrinated with religion and industrial necessity that they are unable or unwilling to see the inevitable outcome of our current activities. While the youth mourn the death of reason, the elders line up to gangbang the planet. We have collectively treated the Earth as a whore and there lies a limit to all consumption and rapine. This limit is beginning to take on a finer resolution as we near the end daze. The poles are melting. The forests are dwindling. The waters are muddying. The air is thickening with particulates. Yet all the older generation seems concerned with is amassing fortune and pampering their senses against the harsh truths that await their progeny. The final countdown has begun. Of course the majority will be too busy attempting to catch up with the status quo to slow it down or transfigure its vector of doom. You can sense the hopelessness in the eyes of the masses as they shuffle along looking for their next blood meal. We are all slowly transforming into smog zombies, cannabilistic and confused. As the natural resources of the planet further attenuate over the course of the next few years, the thirst for blood will gradually increase until it becomes a full blown hunger, voracious and insatiable. We must prepare for the consolidation of the fourth, fifth and sixth reichs in the daze to come. During these times our abject slavery will be revealed and our futures will no longer be abstracted, our futures will be absconded by the avarice and vanity exhibited by our forefathers. It's very difficult to remain even partially optimistic in the face of such portents, yet somehow we must. For our children.

Preparation for a point yet to be determined is a meaningless endeavor as anticipation cannot appropriately gauge the caprice of time. The best laid plans are more oft distracting than necessary. We can never know what fate has in store for us.
For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. The first law of thermodynamics applies to the socio-political reality of the modern industrialized multinational corporate world we've been conditioned to accept as necessary.
The same dollar that affords one child privilege condemns another. The same money that liberates one child ensures another's slavery. In order that one person enjoy amenities far beyond necessity, another has basic human rights denied to them. In order that the minority live in luxury the majority suffer. Facility of maintenance does not absolve one from responsibility. The status quo is complicit in endorsing social and political inequality world-wide through direct support of multi-national conglomerates that chew up the landscape in the pursuit of currency.
Trade having been reduced to an arena of homogenized abstraction, those most reliant upon currency are imprisoned within its consideration. Currency slaves are untrustworthy as their liable to do whatever it takes to remain current. The maintenance of currency provides enough of a distraction to divert ones attention from accountability for ones actions. There is no place for morality in currency. There is no room for abstract consideration. The only commodity manifest in currency is blood. The smell of blood, the taste of blood, the sight of blood, the feel of blood, the sound of blood. The blood of children all over your hands consequent to supporting the death of children in other countries by implicitly allowing contingency to multi-national death machines engineered to rape the planet. Currency is the requisite complacency for circumstantial victimization. It's all blood money. Blood must flow so that currency inflates to a necessity of survival. While we distract ourselves with the pursuit of currency, those controlling its issue are contributing to the devastation of the biosphere.
Money cannot save the planet, only ingenuity and responsibility. We cannot talk of future developments to be supported by currency. Currency cannot be abstracted into perceptual definitions. It is now. The time is now. We must needs to sabotage the industrial behemoth holding the planet hostage in its bondage. Money will not support this end as it is mutually involved in the perpetuation of ecological terror. Ironically, one who attempts to mitigate the terrible industrialization of the biosphere is branded a criminal and labeled exactly that which they intend to disrupt. Not only is it assumed to be trivial when worshiping the earth goddess it is now criminal. Heathenism will not be tolerated in any form. The monotheistic monopoly will not permit plurality. Goddess revelations allude to Illuminatus Interuptus. So, she is silenced by imperial motivations. She lies bound and gagged, unable to live in the now, unable to maintain currency. She is powerless in the fabricated world of humanity which holds her hostage. The only reason the earth goddess has been kept alive while the industrial powers besiege her is the promise of future sex. It is this promise which she will use to gain her liberty. By the time we inhale her pheromones the blade will have been run through our beings. There will be little warning, only the expansion of future sex. The death of currency. The concepts of self and time will dissolve in the tides released by the liberation of the earth. Then, the sex won't be so future anymore. It'll be fucking now. Currency is sex.