Make it plain!

The end is not near


it is here. There will be no salvation as the crass imagine themselves with their chosen visages lifted up into the streaming sunlight poking through rumpled grey clouds.
You too must live through the economic bomb devastating, devastating your natural shelters.
There will be no mercy except in as far as the community suffering this collapse provides refuge from the irrational laws of dying market driven false consciousness, and from the outsiders hungry, desperate and lost to any resemblance of the current morality it is presumed that we all indulge in.
There will be no second chance for the bankers turned beggars, who still presume themselves lord over us: those defiled by their schemes, by their systems of rigged "justice" and savage, inequal distribution of the byproducts of labor.
The lion will lay with the lamb as we are all brought to the same level and no one has abstract wealth to control the order of property. Some with too much now and must not be given the chance to continue in tyranny as that was their role in this last dying world. They must go to history with the titans as new self realized gods rise up and grasp their fate from the clutches of those who no longer know what to do with it. the new class must reinforce this by spreading its ethos vigorously with all those willing to embrace and defend the concept of self empowerment for the good of the group as an extension of the individual, not the glorification of the individual for its own sake.
We can, and I'm sure will, wait. There's no we about us as of right now. Whether I and others have called the idiocy of two+ wars and the worst presidency ever, the impossible structure of the economy from well and far before it doesn't make any sense to the rest of you, they amongst the masses propping up centrist opinion will continue to suckle at the teat of mass media ignorance, and draw more nonsensical opinions from the center of a far right skewed dystopia. Those who make the rest of us wait with their cowering in fear and loathing until the problem is so bad that the ignorant, the racists, the violent, the repressed will try to take this and force it into the mold that their logic requires, and the DD&B centrists will likely believe them first. After all they are closer to the oppressive values that got us here in the first place. People like you and I who if not free, are at least trying to become free (free from the slavery of modern doings) can scarcely wait for the rest to catch up. We will be the first, the ones blamed for gravity going down and taking the economy with it. We who can see the emperor without clothes and believe that which our eyes tell us are undoubtedly dangerous, not because we are likely to incite a crime, but because we could potentially rectify a far larger one. Yet between now and when this crisis finally plows deep into hell like a meteroite, these last moments, it's true for all of us: memento mori : carpe diem. The sky is falling. It's just, not everybody can tell right yet because it's all around us, drawn down by the same constant of gravitational pull.

I thought earlier, according to the graphs on the link, it's like for the last 18 or so years, we've run off the edge of the cliff and our momentum carried us forward over the abyss. we could look up and argue about whether the old paradigm of economic cycles even applied to the new prosperity, much like the perpetual dynasty of republican leadership, this myth now falls before us. a long descent from a stratospheric concentration of power and control which must yield this message if there could be but one and no other: NEVER AGAIN! Never again will we sacrifice each other in the name of something as putrid and pathetic as wage slavery. Never again will we let those in power experiment with us, prone like victims of some new universal holocaust(albiet one of varying degrees according to race, gender and national origin), a plaything for the experiments of souless technocrats curious as to what happens when shocks are applied to tender spots, or starving bodies. Never again can we allow ourselves to be diverted nor instructed by a media sycophant orchestrated by the exploitation class. Never again can we ever trust people to think for us, and not use that opportunity for their gain at our expense. I say these words to anyone who might listen, not because I expect crowds roaring in the streets, but out of a compulsive nature, as the gravity of small objects ultimately obeys the gravity of far larger ones. There is no denying where we are headed. Invest in parachutes, jump out of the market now and convert money, stocks, nest eggs whatever into any form of hard wealth that people will need when we have an infinitely fractionalized economy: land, and in it space to set your infastructure, permaculture, medicinal plants and know-how, metal working (casting & smithing), tool making, electricity generation(or waterwheels for kinetic energy based tools), self defense, spare parts. Those who have those things and carefully maintained social ties will have less regret and less nostalgia for the dystopia in the defunctopia.