The bright and right side of loneliness

Dear D

Today I want to share not because of feeling alone but because of knowing each drop of anything makes a difference. I and my lonesome self are usually quite the happy couple, though I am aware that talking eight hours straight each day of the week to myself, maybe can cause some altered headspaces. No need to worry would have said Dr Loeda, brain matter is quite the bubbly stew, always concocting and altering the original recipe.

So about that grey matter, which still is the big mystery and enigmatic subject to all doctors and other engineers. We are born with our personal formula and start to develop from day one. Entertainment of diverse character, sticks and balls, puppets and crawls. School, fiend, friends and brawls, timetables and time to check-in. Demonstrated is the high rate of success training by repeat. Yet still, the alphas of this world are scheming the same way as in your time.

Minstrel or bard called, for entertainment and information, court residing or in the form of a travelled troubadour. They influenced the narrative, like ours at present. In a different wrapping but the same message about our reality, despair, love and other life troubles mixed with a hint of heroism and a bit of luck in order not to lose faith. Humour dark, dirty, satire, situational, physical or wonderful wordplay connects cerebral ventricles better than the cerebrospinal fluid I would say but I do not wish to sound like a mad person.

Agreeing about the ingredients above, there is an observation I wish to make. How is it that most of the VIPs lack a sense of humour in their speeches and valedictory when clearly it is a sign of intelligence and as stated before a wonderful way to connect? I have got a theory about that…I can hear you grumble: of course, she has! Well my space, wasted not.

Pay attention because here I go off-road, so they train us by force of repeat and mirrored (young as old) to keep us in check and control. A rhythm that keeps our brain from wandering off, of the track marked by the VIPs. Now here the twist, they want us to function and think at the same rhythm and colour, meanwhile, it is them acting like Neolution products. A mere contemporary meaning of transhumanism.

As a matter of fact, we are using science and technology as means to an end to move forward. Each of us in our communities, families, counties, syndicates and clubs try to make amends for the damage done to our earth and nature within. The VIPs are power-hungry backstabbing scoundrels in the name of whatever it takes to be on top. So who needs to be trained for the greater good and develop once and for all?

Let us be lonely, let us be lonesome, at least it enables us to hear ourselves. Voice of reason, against controlling chatter, with a lot of humour, ours that is!

May humour find U,

Irena Phaedra

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