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The smarter you are, and as much as they say otherwise, people become more "intelligent" over a lifetime if they want to become so. and no job in the southern man's economy pays us to think. For if you are paid to think, then your work is ultimately "written". If you quit your job and write that same "intel" online, workng as a public agent, the "dumping" of the work creates an economic vacuum that cuts to the core of the value-slavery of human beings... that people are solely motivated by money. So, in dumping "intelligence" online, there is clearly a vacuum given what we're seeing in the mainstream media.
So here in alternate.alternate.underground, we try to serve alternate visions, of a world without a drugs war, without wars and a greedy empire, a world where all human beings have equal rights. I think that if more people who believed in justice in their hearts, spoke up online, that the world would indeed change, as online is where we can challenge the ignorance, by being honest, truthful and frank.
The value of online, is in speaking frankly, we can bring a heard of persons who are way behind the knowledge curve towards the same common sense. In my years here, i've kept clippings of several issues of print publicaions that have clearly drawn portions of stories from online threads i've been party-to.
I think it comes down to breaking the frontiers of self-honesty about what kind of persons we are. .. and when any one of us do it, the others all do vicariously, that the collective intelligence is indeed by far the most coherent "virtual enlightened mind" you can find in print.
And in my childhood science ficion dreams, the concept of a worldwide truth forum was beyond most of even those writers.... (enders game aside). And if you read "enders game", that author indeed captures the future of the online writer.
To write here, is not to carry the baggage of reputation pretense, to be able to be honest, when we are free from appearance.
But really, the writing must satisfy the artist first, and who is to say but me, whether these words serve to block out the unknown like bars in a cage i've self-manufactured, of preconception to hold out the intimate experience of what is behind those words; the truth of that mystery.
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