"One morning, upon awakening from agitated dreams, Gregor Samsa found himself, in his bed, transformed into a monstrous vermin."
"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."
Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis
What is the difference between ISIS, ASIO, Five Eyes, Lies and red-rimmed dried eyes?
Did Franz Kafka write The Metamorphosis for the sole purpose of inspiring my spontaneous rehash of it's evocative imagery into a 2022 reality?
None and Yes. And so it begins...
Art, performance, comedy and self-expression is being stymied in the current year by a complex array of psychologically oppressive techniques that are poorly understood. The chilling effect upon the soul caused by one of these techniques (being the imposition of self-censorship, especially online) threatens to permanently parse the human spirit and/or soul from the living experience of being.
This cannot be allowed to continue, nor flourish. So to combat it I am returning to my true naked self who has limited needs and desires except to be adversarial in the face of what I suspect is going to be remembered as the ultimate tyranny to befall the entire planet.
Franz Kafka wrote about the intimate psychosocial schisms of modern man in a modern life using intensely evocative metaphors prior to anyone else who would come to prominence via privileged progressios through scholary schools, clever circles and especial attentions. Franz was foremost an insurance agent and underwriter so I can intimately understand his infamous metaphor of one day waking in the morning only to discover that during the night he had inexplicably metamorphosed into a cockroach.
I am myself awaiting a day where I wake up to discover I have metamorphosed into an IED: Improvised Explosive Device. However unlike Kafka's protagonist in The Metamorphosis (Gregor Samsa), I will intrinsically and most explicatively be aware as to why my metamorphosis occurred.
I will probably relish it: after all being a bomb is far preferable to being a cockroach. What else can one strive to be in the current year anyway? Surrounded by a society plagued with endemic cockroach infestations, becoming a bomb almost seems like the Natural Order of things progressing to a logical evolution.
I have been sprinkling keywords and questionable terminology in the wake of the latest media-driven psyops relating to narratives of Extreme Right Wing, Incel Young Men and White Terrorism online in the last week or so. I am doing this intentionally to test the waters of monitoring by whatever agencies and governance harlots are engaged to monitor the nebulous potential of violent acts in the making. The newspeak terminology these harlot agencies & government goons use to describe it is pre-crime.
Even in hell one should laugh at the logical fallacies that abound in trying to police pre-crime. The artist must do more though: chuckling at the absurdity while witnessing it unfold on a computer screen will not engage any potential audience into deeper contemplation or inspire potential victims of Pre-crime policing presstitutes and politicians. Education, entertainment and engagement are my goals here.
I have other goals too, but any agency worth their salt will come to realise what these are once they grow a conscience or are rattled enough by my simple yet effective multimedia artistic performances to have their soul awakened. I guess it's going to be a race to see who comes to the realization that their actions are purposeless and ultimately a counterproductive waste of time and resources.
I have uploaded a copy of a conference I was invited to and participated in as an audience member around October 2020. This conference was prefaced by a suspicious increase in local Australian mainstream and government-owned media coverage that portrayed an alarming increase in "Extreme Right Wing (XRW)" sentiment around the country.
I considered myself privileged at the time of the conference was held as to have been able to witness an inner circle of spooks, spies, shills and insurance/ risk professionals sharing an unfolding narrative was quite an unexpected invitation to receive. It was unbelievable to hear their agenda shared so blatantly, yet still sheathed in between the lines of boring industry speak.
I was privileged as part of the audience to ASIO (Australian Security Intelligence Organisation) describing emerging risks and how these emerging risks overlapped with the Insurance & Risk sector... The ARPC (who hosted the event) even provided me a certificate of attendance so I could collect CPD (Continued Professional Development) points.
...but now I am indeed blessed to be able to utilize and share the same with the world at large. For what reason? Oh, you know... Art, Humor, Entertainment, Education & Engagement!! Criticism too - bloody ASIO didn't make the conference anyways, probably had to black bag some wetworks for the yanks or some shit instead..
Make sure you entertain them!!!
(she's alright though)
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