Those familiar with my work probably know by now that by putting my own spin on sigil magick in conjunction with a background dabbling in hemi-sync astral projection has turned my consciousness into a constant beacon for otherworldly informational downloads. Those even more familiar know that I started writing about this stuff continually on Facebook last January (friend me). I’d been meaning to keep a dream/magick journal for ages and the prospect of doing that in quite close to real time was too weird to pass up. Unprecedented really. The fact that people actually read and comment on this madness is beyond mind blowing to me and probably the greatest thing I’ve achieved thusfar as a person. One of the more unexpected aspects of this endeavor has to do with the fact that this divine conversation with what classic Occultists would call my Holy Guardian Angel bears far more information than I’m willing to write about publically. A lot of it’s rather personal and oftentimes involves potential future scenarios I want to see manifest in reality. I’m never going to talk about that stuff because of an intuitive notion that I have about the unpredictability of the universe and the negative impact this would have on those potentialities. This shit isn’t rocket science, it’s way more complicated than rocket science . Rocket science is for squares and is only going to be used to make death machines anyway. I think the failure of the military to weaponize psi phenomenon has to do with the fact that psi phenomenon doesn’t want to be weaponized.
But that’s another story, the reason I’m writing this is because every now and then I find myself receiving information that I don’t honestly know what to do with, and sometimes that information is quite practical. Like a few weeks ago. Before I wrote this piece about how a large part of the problem with our current political system has to do with the de-regulation of the media, I had an entire night of weird hypnagogic communique firing at me through the ether with a coherent underlying message: social media needs to become the new media because the old media is so heinously corrupt. Couldn’t have come through any more clearly. The strangest aspect of this was that I kept receiving this repeating vision about a prominent world leader screwing over one of his less powerful constituents and lying about it publically through traditional media channels. They tried very hard to sell the populace on his side of the story because they were all resoundingly in his pocket. The problem with that plan came when the person he was lying about had everything regarding the incident on video and that video went viral on the Facebooks and the Twitters, properly exposing the blatant lie. The impression I was getting is that this was a pretty enormous event in regards to waking people up as to just how bought and paid for the corporate media is. They were quite obviously and explicitly lying publically to promote a paid for agenda, which was rather eye-opening for the idiots that still believe in the propagandist news (which is a surprising amount of idiots). Is some sort of watershed event going to finally materialize into the public’s consciousness and get them to slowly wean themselves off the comforting teat of corporate product driven news-esque infotainment? I have no idea, it’s just what I was being shown. See the difference between me and any other psychic? Psychic phenomenon is notoriously hard to pin down due to things like alternate multiverses and limitless potentialities. Anyone who tells you they know anything for sure is fundamentally oblivious to the true nature of the beast.
That night’s communique isn’t really why I’m writing this however, it’s what happened roughly a week later that compelled me. Should be noted that this happened the very day after Twitter’s (follow me) IPO went live (gee, I wonder why we kept hearing about how amazing Twitter is from everyone on television for the ten months leading up to that, it’s just so mysterious). So on this night I’m relayed a very concrete message in hypnagogic world and the message is as follows: there should be a coordinated effort to troll the living shit out of all major corporations who dare to fuck with our social media. Now, this struck a chord because I woke up thinking: hmmm, you know, that would totally work. Think about it. Major corporations already own all the major media outlets and guess who bought up all that Twitter stock? Yep, that’d be the big banks. The cool thing about social media is that it was a place where you didn’t run into all the bullshit adverts you do everywhere else in your waking life. That changed when Facebook went all stock exchange on us. Twitter is going to be a billion times worse. Christ, it’s basically made for fucking marketing. I couldn’t believe how earlier this year a ton of ad campaigns starting being based solely on retarded hashtag premises. You see, the thing about television and radio is that if you yell obscenities at those things, no one else can actually hear your silver tongued taunting. Not so much on social media.
Whereas we can get thousands of kids to show up at say Occupy Wall Street and stand out in the cold, why can’t we get them to spend twenty minutes a day trolling deamonic corporate promotions? Christ that requires almost zero effort at all. Not only that, but it also serves as a great outlet to unleash all the incredibly inappropriate nonsense cluttering up your psychic headspace. Fuck, the more inappropriate the better. This would be a form of protest art where the most outrageously offensive shit you could come up with would be the best. Racism? Sexism? Religious intolerance? Homophobia? Yes, yes, yes, and yes. You see, the idea is that anytime anyone looks at a dumbass corporate promotion in these environments, they’d end up unwittingly seeing a ton of the most vile images and carelessly spiteful internet bile ever conjured forth. If this was calculated enough, eventually the corporate overlords would look at advertising in these mediums as nothing more than bad PR. Such a simple premise, set up some fake accounts and just let the hate fly. No remorse. The more heinously offensive the vitriol the better. I think actual images of victims of the war machine (which is the first thing the news cut out of their programming years back) would work wonders but the possibilities are limitless. If you happen to be watching television over the weekend, write down the most popular advertising hashtags du jour and fire off a few protest tweets in their direction when you get into work Monday Morning.
The possibilities are limitless with this shit. There could be awards shows for excellence in this new burgeoning field and man would those be awesome. Every time you see a dumbshit Walmart banner in your Facebook feed, that’s when you go post the pictures of the Walton family’s fat fucking faces you photoshopped onto bombing victims. The cops made it illegal to Occupy public spaces but social media is fair game. It’s your duty to kick these corporate fucktards out before they control it just like they do the rest of everything. Would this work? Probably. Will it happen? Probably not because it would require actual coordinated effort and it’s not like I’m super influential, but it’s a fun idea. In researching this post I actually took a look at a smart phone banner ad in my Twitter feed. Not something I’d ever done before or ever would again willingly. You know what I found? More comments than I have ever seen on anything else on Twitter…all positive. What…in…the…absolute…fuck?
“Oh man, that new phone is coming out? Radtastic, that made my day”
“Wow, man, does it have this feature this other phone added?”
The corporate overlord of this feed was actually interacting with these vapid twats.
“Yeah, that should be out soon.”
“Come on down and buy.”
Holy Christ are these people worthless. Can you blame them? They were raised on mind rape psychology? We need a genuine movement to turn this around, or so say the UFO’s in my head. Until next time tripsters!
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