The passive android and the creative force
by Jon Rappoport
March 9, 2015
Asymmetric warfare in the arena of the mind is the only way to get out of the hatchery where androids are cultivated and made. You attack the stasis, the rest points, the places where the machinery of the mind is absolutely sure things are what they’re made out to be. You come at those skyscrapers from all sorts of unconventional angles.
That’s what the surrealists did. They interrupted the eternal Hum of the skyscrapers of the mind. They were crazy, but they were heroes.
Most people don’t want to know about these things. They want to accept what’s handed to them, or they want to poke holes in the consensus, but they don’t want to invent something entirely different. No, that’s too much. The preacher or the scientist or the educator or the doctor might not like that. God might not like that. The universe might be offended. There are all sorts of figureheads who might be offended. These figureheads represent fundamentalisms. Reduced-down views of the world. Stupidly simple. Hypnotically simple. That’s how the game works.
You convince people that anything important is terribly simple. You keep boiling the soup and boiling the soup down until it’s almost nothing, and then you point to it and say, “There, you see? That’s what it’s all about. That’s all it is.” That’s what hypnotism is. The boiling down. The reduction. The old man in the sky sitting in a big chair combing his beard—and his cousin, the guy who wouldn’t agree and who was therefore suddenly the embodiment of evil. You boil it all down to that.
Then you hand that story to someone who’s there at the circus watching the elephants and the almost-naked beautiful lady standing on the elephant’s back and dreaming he could meet that lady somewhere quiet and, for once, experience pleasure in his blood. But that will never happen, because he’s got the story now, the good and the evil, the reduction, and he’s a goner. He’s an android in the garden of delights, shut out, waiting for the sun to go down, waiting for the dark curtain.
There are hundreds of ways to turn humans into android-like creatures. Humans will do it to themselves without any outside help. They’ll induce their own trance at the drop of a hat…while still remaining quite active, quite normal, quite average.
You can drag an android to water, but you can’t make him drink. And that’s the whole point. He won’t invent something. He won’t jump into his own imagination and invent something. He’ll just stare at the water and notice the pretty little reflections, including his own, and he’ll hang around hoping for something important to happen.
Mechanical thought is the big feature of the android mind. The connections may be sophisticated, but they’re quiescent. Pieces are hooked up to other pieces of ideas, but with no creative ambition or force involved.
Take a chance? Not on your life.
No dice.
This, by the way, is how freedom dies. It just sits there and becomes a hard old stone, because a person won’t move and fly off that platform to invent something quite, quite different and new.
And all the while he’s shouting about how he wants his freedom. But he doesn’t want it. He wants the stone and the shadow in the hard dirt. He wants some kind of weird zero that’s reduced even further down to an absolute zero. That’s the subconscious of the android.
DARPA, the tech and mind-control arm of the Pentagon, is now embarked on yet another new project: how to insert images directly into the brain. No chips, no implants, no holograms sitting in space. That’s old hat.
Instead, beam signals directly into the visual cortex.
Of course, a lot of this is sheer PR science-hype, geared to get their hands on government cash for contracts. But it does show you where they want to go.
And human androids are the perfect target, because they’ll buy any image, as long they’re not creating it. Doesn’t matter where it comes from: the television set, the computer screen, the newspaper. They’ll take it in and eat it for lunch.
Theoretically, you could eventually outfit one of these passive good citizens with a complete wall-to-wall series of pictures—a movie—that would constitute his daily experience.
Riots in the streets, bombings, lootings, but all he’s seeing are rainbow gardens and cotton-candy machines and pink balloons and naked virgins.
“My brother Bobby called me again today and warned me that I’ve been sitting on my couch for six months, but he’s crazy. I’ve been living at Disney World, seeing the sights, riding the rides.”
He even has an adoring wife and two well-behaved children. They sprang up out of nowhere one day. He thought he was a loner living on the fringe of the city, but it turns out he’s a responsible family man.
Food stamps, welfare, disability. It’s a wonderful life.
Mickey Mouse is the President of the United States, Donald Duck is the Vice-President, and Goofy is the head of Homeland Security. The people have spoken. What more could they want?
Jon Rappoport
The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at NoMoreFakeNews.com or OutsideTheRealityMachine.
There was an old seventies lyric that went, “I’m not going to spend the rest of my life quietly fading away.” The tune was okay, but this lyric became a mantra of sorts for me.
What point is there to life, if there is no living it? And to live it is to imagine things greater than what we have experienced thus far. And yet, so many are still content to be androids, as you have so succinctly stated here.
I had an advantage as a musician, but my father was a far greater musician than I, and yet he lived like an android.
The programming runs deep, and it’s hard for many to escape it. I still have pockets of it in me, and I despise it!
Thank your for your insights!
Sojourner, I remember that song! I understand what you stated on still having “pockets of it” in you..so do I, when I realize where my thoughts are going I say out loud, “that is part of your programming, and that is when I realized just how deep this programming is…
Mary, I think all of us probably have pockets of programming left, how could we not? It has been driven into our minds and hearts from children on up.
I like your approach when you recognize the programming. For me, it’s more of a ‘aha’ moment in my mind.
I can’t listen to the news or commercials, or even ‘science’ documentaries without hearing the mind control! People are bombarded almost constantly with this monstrous propaganda.
Once I had a neighbor in big trouble who asked me for my advice to solve his problem.
I answered him: “I’m sure that with a bit of imagination you could easily solve this problem”.
He replied: “Imagination?. What imagination? I have no imagination”.
I said: What do you mean you have no imagination, everybody has imagination,
He said: “Well, not me. I live in reality”
I said: “Well, that’s probably the cause of your problem”.
I never heard of his problem again. In fact, he hardly, talked to me again , except for a brief ” Hello”… or, something like ” Hey, nice day today”.
He was obviously trying to avoid me…lol
Quebec, I have lost many of my old friends because of this journey. And truthfully, not to sound cold, but I don’t miss them. In fact, I have come to understand, now, that they were helping to keep in the ‘matrix’ coma!
Why didn’t you just take a few minutes to listen/try to help him? Not everyone had a life that cultivated imagination.
there are times when I wish I could go back to the space I was in, before awakening. Most of this life I believed and lived by organized religion. Years ago I had an experience that sent me down the rabbit hole and I am still there. The reason is, in organized religion, I had a belief and a purpose. Now I question everything and in the realization of just what it is we are stuck in, I feel stuck in the stuck, so to speak. This world is distressing, and I do not mean to sound negative, but the situation here on planet earth is not looking too great…In my conscience I stand against them constantly, but I think we all need some kind of help from someone to get humanity on a higher path. As this fight alone takes it toll on all of us. Best to all..
My personal advice for you would be to hang in there, keep willfully pressing forward for truth; there is light at the end of the dark tunnel. Initially, such dark unveilings very much seem to accompany the awakening process of which you speak, I know because that’s how it happened for me, and countless other individuals I know as well. The truth beyond the darker machinations of our world will reveal just how powerful you, as a unique individual, actually are. You absolutely can have spirituality, a higher purpose, without dogma. In fact, real spirituality is void of dogma by definition, yet it can’t be told or taught to you, either, you have to discover it for yourself, and I would say you’re absolutely on the right track. Keep going!
Jarrod, I should have read your comment, here, before responding to Mary. I could have summed up my comment to Mary by writing, “Mary, I ditto what Jarrod has written!”
Excellent! These conversations are such a breath of fresh air to me, a way to gather more energy to keep on going!
Thank you, Jarrod and Mary!
Mary, Reading what you have written, here, is like reading my own thoughts, my own life for the last decade-plus!
I, too, thought I had found truth and purpose in organized religion. And like you, I had an awakening that I guess I was looking for but didn’t realize it. And from that time forward, almost fifteen years ago, I have struggled to find meaning and purpose in life.
And like you, Mary, I struggle with how this world is, and how the disenfranchise peoples are suffering at the hands of the psychopathic few. But in the last few years, and since I started blogging on topics like Jon’s article here, I once again sense I have a purpose and a reason for being here. I can rant, dog and encourage others to awaken form their matrix comas and come into the light and truth. I can help spread the truth, in my own little way. I feel, for the first time in my life, that I am connected to all of humanity, and that I owe it to my seven billion family members to keep trying!
You are not alone, Mary! There are many of us who have been called out!
Huxley over Orwell
I heard this somewhere and glommed onto it. We all get an acre and we can build anything our heart desires on it. I love flowers so I plant flowers and that leads to ordering free garden magazines (that I call dream books) which leads to thinking about making some new summer dresses and pants and maybe even a pair of shoes. I love rocks and so I gather them throughout the year and put them in a pile to use, somewhere, in my garden. I would love to have free range chickens on my acre but that ‘s not allowed. So… I am always open to other possibilities and leave no stone unturned to make that a reality. I have everything else I want – on my acre.