Morning Musings: When Reality Feels Like a Game

I've been sifting through a lot of thoughts this morning, as I often do between 6 AM and 8 AM. It's a time when the world hasn't quite solidified, and the patterns beneath the surface seem clearest. What's become increasingly apparent to me is that much of what we experience isn't organic or natural, but part of a sophisticated "game" being played at the highest levels. This game, as I see it, aims to manage us from cradle to grave, subtly orchestrating our perceptions and our very understanding of reality.

The Dumbing Down of Our World

One of the most powerful tools in this game is the media. What started with a hopeful vision for diverse and independent broadcasting has, in my view, devolved into a pervasive "dumbing down." It's everywhere – the endless parade of baking shows, garden makeovers, antique appraisals, and even the casual scroll through endless cat memes. This isn't just entertainment; it's a deliberate shift towards the banal, designed to occupy our minds, shorten our attention spans, and ensure that true, challenging thought is gently policed away. It's a way of distracting us from what truly matters, reducing complex revelations to easily digestible trivialities.

A History of Control and a Jack in the Box

This isn't a new phenomenon. I've come to see it as a "slow process," with roots stretching back to the jingoism of the pre-World War I era, and certainly accelerated around 1917. What if that devastating war wasn't just about geopolitics, but a cynical way to "clear away the revolutionaries"? The irony is, it didn't work. The "jack" of revolutionary spirit was truly "out of the box" after events like the Easter Uprising and the Russian Revolutions. But ever since, I believe, the "West" has been relentlessly wrestling to squeeze that jack back into its space. And the unsettling truth is, it feels like they've almost accomplished it.

The Devaluation of Humanity and the Gaza Reality

This managed reality has a profound cost: a devaluation of humanity. It's a world where "people don't matter unless you're an Israeli," where news prioritizes "how many Brits were killed" in a global catastrophe. This is the ego at play, a profound "rudeness" that fails to acknowledge our shared human experience.

And nowhere is this more tragically evident than in Gaza right now. What I see unfolding there feels like a "final solution," a systematic elimination. It's allowed to continue, in my view, precisely because we, in the West, are so deeply entrenched in the managed reality. We're too busy "baking cakes, having our beards trimmed and bleaching our hair blue" to truly see, to truly revolt. It's 1984 made horrifyingly manifest – a chilling blend of control, surveillance, and entertainment-induced apathy.

Beyond Academia: The Truth of Ideas

My thoughts on all this are not academic. They're morning reflections, unfiltered observations born from my unique perception, which includes what some might call neurological differences. I've always struggled with conventional systems, because my truth doesn't fit neatly into empirical boxes or objective frameworks – particularly when, as I believe, an objective reality doesn't exist, and every argument is shaped by individual bias.

In the end, perhaps "these ideas don't matter at all. They're ideas only. Everything is an idea." They are my subjective experience, a reflection within the boundless Consciousness that underpins all reality. But if these insights resonate, if they spark even a flicker of recognition in others, then perhaps they don't have to simply "go up in smoke." Perhaps they can find their place beyond the traditional channels, inspiring others to look beyond the surface of the game.

What do you see, when you look closely?