Allegorical Stream of Consciousness

I took the red pill, and I have gone down the rabbit hole. Certain things you cannot un-know, certain undeniable truths. You begin to see the lies everywhere, like seeing the architecture of a house for the first time. It was there all along. You could enjoy yourself in the house. All the forms of escapism are no longer possible. You cannot escape all of the lies.



All you can do is cling to the truth, cling to hope. The uncertainty of the lie dips and sways as a raging sea, dropping free-fall at a moment's notice. The truth is a rock, stable, reliable. Truth never changes; you shall not want.

We all play a part, some big, some small. While some were born leaders, I have a different purpose. I am in the background, unnoticed, unseen. I supply the troops in this war. This war of information, war of truths against the lies. I trade in red pills, freely giving to those willing, not wasting my time with those still jacked in, dependent upon the system, upon the lies.

"I once was blind, but now I see," has a brand new meaning. It is not so much that I could not see, it was the reliance upon liars to tell me what was around me. With open eyes, you see the world, see the light, see the truth, and the lies. Once you say see, you can no longer walk around with your eyes closed, no longer rely on another to tell you of your surroundings, no longer trust the liars.

Ignorance may be bliss, but the ignorant know nothing of the truth and what it feels like. You feel it in your gut, as it were, the feeling of what is right. After being uncertain in the lies for so long, This feeling is like none other. It cannot be explained, you have to experience and see it for yourself.

Once you know the truth, the lies can make you sick, sick to your stomach, sick in your mind. You question everything, question humanity, question authority, question the one nearest you feeding you the lies. It becomes a hunger, a water you know will cleanse you completely. It comes in drops at first, unable to quench your dying thirst. After a while, it comes in torrents, so much excess you cannot help but share it with others. The sense of being free, being clean, knowing the truth, it has to be shared. Let every human be given the opportunity to know the truth, for it is in every human the ability to choose. It is up to them, and only them to choose truth, or continue the lie. Many others are waiting to be woken up. They are willing, they are ready.