SCENES OF H-TOWN: Bum on a street corner, on a median at a busy intersection with a cardboard sign. Some callous ignoramus flicks a five out their window, and the bum jumps into traffic, getting killed for $5. Whether the man was crack-laden or starving for what $5 worth of food could do for his immune system in this cold weather, the newspaper article the perpetrator reads about it the next day in the newspaper doesn’t care, and neither does the unknowing reader. Just one less piece of human litter has fallen through our great society’s many cracks. It was then I decided to leave the city for a while.
Category: Worldbuilding
The earth is a theatre of flux
The earth is a theatre of flux, a fast-paced short-term opportunity. It is a proving ground for eternal spirits to improve their station or for dark spirits to redeem themselves. It is a marketplace casino where souls are captured from the unwitting by greedy spirits interested only in self-empowerment at any cost.
[[One look at Nick in his habitat]]
Kensington Market = Diagon Alley
Kensington Market = Diagon Alley – a transport to another world within a city, a closet to an alien land. The surreal cloaked in the mundane.
[[Empires – Tracing history of humanity]]
I find it paranoid that people insist the world will end.
I also find it delusional to think that everything will be fine and dandy forever.
We’re living in a petri dish. Sometimes, the lab catches fire. Then it’s lights out for self-important organisms.
Anything can happen; it’s a world of staggering variety. Anything is possible.
Control and domination of the world
Control and domination of the world
Bad News – we’re already in hell if all the demons are here
Conclusion – these tales of mass culling (de-population) are horseshit – just more fearmongering to perpetuate the misery
My theory is that those who are “in power” are probably the most enslaved of all – imagine being the sellouts responsible for facilitating the takeover of your world – and the spiritual bondage of your people – that’s a lot of bad karma… (Jesus being tempted by the world)
And all for what? Riches? “Power”? Talk about a trap. “Here, manage your planet for us. You get to say you’re the boss, but really, you’re our bitch.” Ha Ha. Our time here ends soon enough. I’m sorry for them.
There is hope. This is what makes me different from most conspiracy theorists.
The bottom line is not always doom and gloom. We are here, alive and well because we are allowed to be.
Clearly, for every force in the universe that wants to bind us for their designs – to enslave or kill us – there is hope and love that come in the form of protection for our world and our species.
How do I know this? Because we’re still here. Therefore, by the grace of God, we live and breathe every day—and this is not me being religious; it just stands to reason. If you are reading this, we’re probably okay.
Gargoyle 2050
Interdimensional agency
Intelligence Forecasting
Big wheel in the corporatocracy in Cyberpunk: Electric City80s neon retro dystopia of the ACTUAL 80s, through an Arcane LensTM
Merkaba ShuffleNic is the Avatar
Nic is the Avatar
Freed from the confines of mortal life, Nic lives in a dream world of his own making.
Will it be heaven or hell?
Digging through his past
Subconscious spelunking
From which he wakes
Occasionally
Just long enough
To give Xander hope
And cryptic messages
Riddles
Poems
Mostly nonsense
Impossible to interpret
But still, Xander must hope
His friend can wake
From his comatose fugue
In a world just like this one
Just left of what we call reality
An alternate dimension
He’s a free agent
Free to wander
The world
And beyond
Bringing back news
From abroad
Some good
Mostly ambiguous
A few deeply troubling
And so Gargoyle is born
Re-born
Like a ghostly Phoenix
From the past
A shitty little office
In a dive-y part of town
Old school
Musky smell
And a basement full
Of files
Horrors
Committed to paper
Enough to make anyone
Crazy
But Xander knows crazy
They’re on a first-name basis
#worldbuilding #electriccity #nic #xander #coma
an IT conspiracy
think about it
they’re everywhere
in every company
they manage the pipelines
design, maintain
the routes of the most sensitive data
now, of course, there’s cryptography
that’s great at keeping individual bits locked
but zoom out further
every IT professional
either work for a company with robust protocols to keep their data safe
or work for a company that works for another, with non-disclosure agreements up the wazoo
So that’s fine; all the data stays tucked away, high in the cloud
But what’s between the lines?
What can be inferred by what is not said?
Which companies have agreements with whom?
And the boots on the ground, they know where at least some of the bodies are buried
They know what they’re asked to do and not do
But they have an idea of what is what and what goes where
So, in the lines between what is not said, as much from what is
Could be pieced together the most valuable
Dangerous and incendiary secrets
