2024-11-21

con.flag.ration x con fl(@)uence

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

"The most terrifying thing is to accept oneself completely"

 

 

 

 

- CG Jung

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. 'do what thou wilt'; @LLways ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. but u can't prevent others from doing theirs ..



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Of course people are going to have confidence in a conman

 

 

 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Tower of Babel caught fire at the base - it was not a rebel angel that besieged the ramparts and sent down fire and brimstone. It was those on whom the tower stood who raised torches and pitchforks. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The heights are remote from life on the ground, and as such differ from those who must toil to survive. And, there are many ways of toiling..


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

----

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 in space no-one can hear you sceam 

[down on earth]


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Boil, boil, toil and trouble -


Snake oil salesman here, straight on the double.
 

For in a pinch, it's a cinch
 

To double down on rubble.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Knock it down, build it up
 

They done scattered fill it up
 

Roll some dice -
 

Not me or mine who dies

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No worries there -
 

Now another few
 

round yonder
 

over there
 

Come looking for a buck
 

To buy some stuff

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Never looking
 

How to pick the lock
 

To the prison that they've bought
 

chains is all there's ever been
 

A man or a beast,
 

To the land or to the feasts
 

To a box or to a beat
 

To something new, or something leet

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Now stick it in, and call a spade a spade
 

Some of them people seem to always got it made
 

Packing slaves on the clock doing something, Who cares not
 

That's us, over there, making you drive the bus
 

While you're stressing for a buck,
 

or two to make ends touch

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And,
 

 

You know,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes we gotta pack the gat if we got
 

Don't wanna fall in line like all you rot's
 

What they say
 

While all your time slips down the drain
 

We're living on your dime
 

While you're dreaming on your own time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We're up high
 

Outside of all those lines
 

 

Those rules you take are me and mine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For, it's the carrot or the stick, take your pick
 

Whichever one sticks, you know you'll get your lick
 

The original con: the conman's got no job
 

 

Ain't that odd?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

No product, no produce,
 

Nothing to show,
 

 

They got it loose
 

Easy as it goes,
 

For don't you know?:
 

 

When they need another buck,
 

They just print it up.
 

 

Or write it down,
 

A number in a book
 

By which they got you hooked.
 

 

Pulling purse strings in the air
 

 

Let you think there're dreams in there


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well there are, but
 

The price must still be paid
 

 

You see, we got it made
 

 

By you
 

 

We made it up - I said enough
 

 

 

 

And now you're on your way


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. choosing the highway of regret over the footpath of wisdom,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

u seek to celebrate; but find yourself in mo(u)rning ..  




 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. shades (thus named on account of

 

 

 

 

 

 

"They think I'm hiding in the shadows .. but I am the shadows"


 

 

 

 

 

 

 - from The Batman) wondered aloud, 'don't tell me you still doubt that we've now entered fully into the aeon of the con artist ..?













.. & I sure hope you've tightened up; minimized .. hope you're disciplined & organized, cuz you're gonna need to be, to survive .. & in the off chance you're not, there's no better time to start ..'












.. you don't want to live your life 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

stuck in someone else's reality ..













.. to be sure, in order to succeed, one must have discipline; & if you're not able or wiLLing to do it for yourself, others will be all too eager to do it for you .. but where does the discipline imposed by others end, & the oppression begin..? .. stated another way: where's the line between doing one's will & holding others back from doing theirs ..?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. it's arguably a world-historical question .... after all, & after another manner, don't these questions circumscribe the entire trajectory of colonialism & (post-)neoliberalism ..?









 

 

 .. 47 will fail for the same reason 45 (who is the same (?)) did: the death of neo-liberalism won't just go away; it's a reality we've found ourselves in ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. ahem ..  the point here is not to make facile delineations, but, on the con trary, to stress that these are open questions that need to be engaged with rather than avoided .. & it's important to argue against excess (at least where this overflows one's means) .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. on the other hand, errors of excess will inevitably be corrected by history itself, as they've always been .. & where we go from (T)here is anyone's guess; yea, albeit beyond our weirdest dreams ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

.. end up now.here if you follow a crowd ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 .. think it through; game it out..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. excessive success is the worst possible outcome; 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

even physics agrees with that one ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. & is it true, after @LL, 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

that it's darkest before dawn..? 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. guess we'll find out; 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hope it won't be long ..



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

".. but if it's our mind that can invent gods, & if from them flows such power, why can't we apply that power directly..?"



 

 

 

- from Megalopolis 

 












.. technicians .. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. geometricians ..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

.. metamathemagicians ..











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