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Everybody’s Stupid, CDLXXXIX

What if Captain Change once choked Mrs. Captain Change clear of consciousness? If reality were rarely real, wouldn’t the world’s wickedness and its worst weirdos be permanently programmed into it? What if change can’t come because the conservation of everything excluding evolution is permanently programmed into our “real” reality? Most importantly, what happens when you already know the truth? And is that the true truth in a simulated reality? If there’s no escaping evolution’s exclusion from reality, who publicizes “proof” of evolution for folks to argue against? Again, this is the paradoxical place where someone supposedly smart will tell you “believe half of what you see and none of what you hear,” then swear that they’re telling the truth about something you seemingly wouldn’t have known without their totally “true” tattle-telling. Making many minor manipulative methods trendy and traditional may be the best brain-washing tactic that the conspirators have come up with. And petty, puerile practices like instigating fights for fun, promoting promiscuity for pleasure-seeking females, and regularly, repetitively reminding sufferers of slavery make struggling to “do the right thing” and the forever-fight for freedom time-honored traditions. Y’all, I am change! I’m proof that sitting somewhere in a crowded “classroom” located within a big building with a word like “school,” “college,” or “university” shown on signage ain’t got shit to do with anyone’s ability to learn or an individual’s innate intelligence level. I’m proof that intelligence is much more important than intention in places where “powerful” people prefer pretending that their inimical influence isn’t inescapable over telling the truth. I’m proof that leaders dissociate, distract, disrupt, resist, refuse, and resolve instead of following formulas famous for serving as examples of redundant repetition in everybody’s everyday experiences. Marriage may not be for folks fiending for freedom. The exorbitant expenses associated with extra education in a world where wisdom is a simple internet search away should surely make the world’s wisest ones wonder why people intentionally indebt themselves to a silly system deliberately designed to deal deep debt. Criminals cause chaos, crying, catastrophes, and continued cycles, but they’re commonly considered cool among the most malleable minds—the youth. Trauma tends to tear people’s hearts to hell, leading to life-long emotional wounds that are way worse when proper parenting isn’t present, yet fatherless and altogether abandoned children are a time-honored tradition everywhere everybody feels that “family is everything.” Well, that’s backwards as fuck, ain’t it? What if this idiocy-inducing infection is a curse? I mean, if this isn’t Hell, why won’t the world change? What if the world won’t change until we get a god, not thee God, but a god-like guy or gal on Earth who shuts stupid shit down? Repeating as a reminder, when I was seven years old, I became an atheist because nothing about the Bible and its super suspicious sacred stories made sense to me. At that time, in my mighty miniature mind, if I couldn’t see, smell, or say shit to God, he wasn’t real! I mean, you could call some honorable humans heroes, like helpful and honest healthcare professionals, polite and protective police officers, proper parents, revolutionary rebels, etc. But what perpetuated problems are traditionally “tired” people solving in a world where change can’t come ‘cause conservation is seemingly our curse? Don’t call me a genius for having the heart, health, and high-headedness to point out predictable patterns in a place where it’s a predictable pattern for fed-up folks to point out predictable patterns, just follow me to change. Don’t keep holding pitiful private pow-wows about how you wish you could help me tell the truth, and tell the truth. Would it help if I were a god? Your Honor, does Earth need a god for good guys and gals to do what Jesus would do in sticky and stagnating situations? If God’s given you the guidelines for goodness, and guidelines guide pursuing people to something sought-after, why isn’t humanity helping humans evolve if all humanity does is follow and praise the Lord? If you’re one of those, “My God don’t play about me!” people, word? What if the joke’s on you? What if God plays more than he protects, provides, prevents problems, and sends saviors—like deadbeat dads worldwide? Somethin’ ain’t right! And if it were up to y’all, it would NEVER be right! So, soon…

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