The Post-Truth Era.

“What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.” Ecclesiastes 1:9. This ancient wisdom would be foolish to argue with, and it would be foolish to suppose that perhaps something new did happen, something hitherto unseen by human eyes. Such a claim would come from a fool. I am that fool, and I am making that very same claim. For the first time in the history of mankind, most of life is lived outside of the body, through the screen, into a maelstrom of digital experiences that are unnatural and foreign to our bodies. Avatars. Puppets. Disassociating from the physical world for the approval of the world in the clouds. We have become like the Gods in Olympus, living in the clouds as we watch the goings-on of the mortals on earth. We travel from the clouds to the real world, even though we now consider the clouds our home. The Cloud. 

Life has changed. History crawls for centuries and then suddenly leaps. If we are to keep up, we must leave behind the outdated methods by which we lived life prior. We have leapt into the Post Truth Era, an era where we can no longer believe the testimonies of our eyes and ears, nor the suppositions of our brains and heart. Whether this is evolution or regression, only time will tell. But it won’t tell us. We’ll be dead by the time whoever succeeds us figures it out. What are we to do now, when billions of dollars a year are spent on employing hundreds of thousands of town criers to yell “Yes!” and “No!” and “Maybe!” in a deafening, constant, headsplitting roar, a roar that drowns out any good designed to keep us docile? Don’t listen. Their world is their creation, its roads are lined with propaganda, its skies with advertisements, its water poisoned with confusions, and its bread baked in immorality. You can’t visit that town anymore, it’s too dangerous. Simply walking on the streets is enough to fall into their trance. The spell. We cannot live life in the traps they prepared for us. We must escape while we still can. It is folly for the military commander to do battle on grounds that the enemy prepared prior to his arrival. Foolish and prideful both, those two always seem to follow and bolster each other. Society is now a ground that our enemy invites us to live in, love in, conduct all of our tedium of life on. How prideful are we to think we can win against our enemy in his own home?

What does this practically mean? It means that we cannot give the enemy ground. He is an insatiable beast, eating and never being full, always demanding more. He’s coming for aspect of our lives, every moment of our consciousness, and even further, projecting his messages into our sleep. And so we must be vigilant in refusing to give the enemy our ability to live independently, think unabashedly, breathe unrestricted. Living as a citizen of a nation is a perilous balancing act. For example, cars kill over a million people every year, but we don’t ban cars, because we consider the benefit of owning them worth the risk. We give our leaders power over us in the hope that they will organize aspects of the country we do not have the capacity to. We serve and tithe to churches in case God happens to be real, and we choose religions based off of the cost/benefit equation of both the mortal place and the afterlife. My assessment is that the benefit of trust no longer outweighs the cost. So I am beginning to stave it off as it see the areas in which it has taken root. I no longer trust the dollar, nor the military, neither their generals and elected officials, or the things I see on my phone, nor the algorithm which brought them to me. I urge you to do the same.