This is a general look at SOME trends that are getting shittier over time. Not to say that the future in totality is bleak, but rather there is some stupid shit happening. Happening, as in present tense, as in it’s literally in the past and is a thing. We’re in the Dystopia now, you just gotta see it to believe it.

For instance, a lot of corporations are pushing DEI and inclusivity, but the only times they add color to anything is during their globo-homo ads. They lack color in their offices and designs.

Lots of things are turning to this offset millennial grey. Corporate suits, office buildings, Suicide nets, even the barb wire is losing it’s rustic veneer.

Even Brands are rebranding their logos to a boring font;

Logos are trying to shift into a deeper more simplistic image to somehow hijack and enter our gestalt subconscious mind, as if they’re existence is a symbolic representation more than a fever dream in the recesses of the shadows that change in an ever changing landscape. As if they’re trying to invoke and evoke chaos magic from simplified sigils of their own toil in the collective human subconscious.

Mountains are shadows, that shift from land to land, from sea to sea. Everything is impermanent, and it seems the simplification of logos are some sort of affront to that permanence, to beauty, to value, to timeless measures.

What was once Timeless, became a gibberish of Gayness.

“Copy Nothing” The CORPO DEI says.

Colors bleed out from the life we live, from the corporations to my actual blood. If given enough time, I may ponder; “Have I been a synth all along?” as we chant and echo the bot hive mind think of collectivism disguised as a political opinion.

The mass media shoving the Grey Gay propaganda while everything of color bleeds for simplicity’s sake.

Houses are all shades of millennial grey;

Jobs are corpo jobs are bleached with bright fluorescent lights or remote work from a blue screen.

While parking lots hold anti theft deterrent and use money to track and record or surveil you, but won’t find the crime or criminal if there was one against you. Blue cameras and blue lights surround the system, and everyone’s head lights get brighter and brighter to blind you while the roads are visibly shit and the paint lines are too thin to see. We’re just Knights nightly Jousting in vehicles with light beams of lances aimed at eachother.

The only Grey I love is the smoke or the vapor that listlessly escapes my lips.

My Brand of Vape? Tripple X Cherry from Gung Shoe China.

My Brand of Smokes? Herbal mountain blend 7, from Native Americans that escaped Government Tyranny.

The Glock around my Waste? Loaded, thanks for asking.

And Anything Fast is SHIT

Fast Fashion is made with Plastics. The Clothing we wear is poisoning us. It’s in the bedding, in the towels, in the shop rags and microfiber shits, it’s in the hotels and rugs and carpets.

Fast Furniture is made with Plastics. The Fake wood glue and particle board costs the same as hardwood for cheaper the results. Our electronics are printed on plastic encased in plastic, with utilities and tools covered in plastics.

Fast Housing is made with Plastics. The Spray foam is chemically neutering our minds.

Fast Food is arguably made with Plastics. Not just the tuba ware but the plastics that wrap our food and groceries, is plastic. Dinner ready meals, plastic. Your Autistic Dino Nuggies, Plastic. Plastic bags, plastic shopping carts, plastic cards with plastic money, in a plastic society propped up by plastic lies of Weapons of Mass Destruction and self inflicted Nine-Elevens with imaginary moon landing shoots from a Hollywood Diddy Party Basement to protect A Bureaucratic Epstein Client list Plutarchy of a profession of growing ‘life time politicians’ plants in a Garden within the Deep (state)-est part of the Castle Walls as the Kingdom is dying slowly from economic collapse and migration. Yet they want to pay for sex changes in prisons for non citizens.

And all of the above revolves around some form of conflict, blood libel, or sweat shop. Hell, even all three might be used.

Some how in all of this, the fashion, furniture, and housing don’t last 15 years. Yet the food somehow lasts a hundred. We seem to be optimizing the impermanence of things we sought for permanence, and somehow throwing so much preservatives on our perishable goods that it’s perfectly logical and smarter at this point to build a home out of it. Food that even nature won’t touch, neither the ants nor mold. A man made abomination that is fed into our gullets.

We spray the food with pesticides and fungicides and every-type-of-cide that it’s unquestionably unthinkable to imagine the adverse health effects resulting in food indirectly causing direct homicide. Oh, poison the food, mix it in everything, and all of the sudden, we are crazy to question why health rates are shit.

And the health care system robs you of your time, to nickel and dime you, with a system meant for profiteering that it’s downright criminal.

With a legal system that supports the current regime of bureaucracy, and the sick care system. That not having money makes you lose, is also down right criminal.

The Future is corpo overlords, and being poor is the new original sin that everyone has to repent by selling kids, kidneys, and their kindness in an efforts to live in a corpo world. A New type of jungle where Corporations and groups of BOT minded people are the new tigers lurking in the concrete digital space. Preying for their next victim to DOX, Jail, Tax, Sue, Cancel, or fine in some way.

ON top of that, people are happy being subscription piggies. Subscribed to life insurance, to gasoline, to internet, to cellphones, to utilities, to breathing, to carbon tax, to their next nap, to dreams. People are paying a non monetary subscription to having dreams in this day and age. Some wander around dreamless, no goal, listless to the woes of the world, and meander through not even having an idea that even this prison is temporary.

Worst yet, the dreamless or dream eaters will seek to destroy your dreams or steal them. They lack the ability to search within and find the light under their nose, that they’d rather take yours. A Bucket full of crabs. And these crabs invent really stupid entropic taxes.

Taxes like subscription fees for a software that you can’t ever fully own. You Borrow. Like a digital game or download. Everything is turning into a subscription, and I rationally see why people are unsubscribing to life.

Everything in the world is going to be infected by something worst than nanite assimilation, that’s the slow entropic death of micro and nano plastics as it slowly ushers your life to inexistence. Infected the blood and brain, too many and too small to be properly filtered.

The landscape is barren and the amount of lives lived are slowly being taken over by graveyards. I Imagine any day now that we’ll erect more tombs and memorials than we have space for, no more housing, and no more vacancies.

Maybe we can delay illuminating the ‘No’s on our Earth’s vacancy sign by solving world hunger, one ‘artistic’ cannibal at a time. Don’t worry, we’ll lie and say it’s lab grown;

In Closing

This is basically a rant, consider it verbal diarrhea in shit post language.

Technically, the world will be fine with or without humans. And Fungi and other life are filtering out the plastics, so that’s not really a crazy concern. Humans are doing what Humans do, which is answering the only true philosophical question, and that’s whether or not Chop Suey-cide is worth it. For better or worse Humans are doing a great job of making other animals answer that question, one beached whale and one Eco-Friendly Windmill scalped eagle at a time.

I’m not here to provide any facts or opinions today, I’m just lamenting a shit post of emotions as I feel that SOME parts of the world is getting shittier. Idk, go out and buy some ketamine cocaine cut with fentanyl from some blood soaked avocadoes that got hollowed out to be shipped after subjugating farmers and their water rights by a cartel in Latin America, dehydrating the land and turning it into an iron-rich (from the blood) soaked desert again, and then parroted as a metaphor by Legacy Media as ‘Avocado and Toast’. The same Legacy media that has knowingly worked with the CIA in operation mocking bird, the same organization that destabilizes the same regimes that grow your damn Avocados to carry that ketamine-cocaine.

Again, I’m not here with solutions this time round. I’m here with commentary and shit opinions.

The Viva La Resistance, is through fighting Corporations, Subscriptions, anything cheaply and quickly made, and anything that seeks to profit through impermanence or poison. Those that seek to destroy the soul or wither it away. The Withering will happen, whether or not you’re strong enough to not join them, that’s for you to decide.

This post is partly inspired by fake things, as well as mixed with real thoughts and opinions. (This post is heavily inspired by Jaguar deciding to reveal a gay ad that had nothing to do with cars. So if you feel the negativity, then you can blame Jaguar the once car company.)

*Not Valid Financial, Legal, Life, or Any Advice