Therapy

Jan 27, 2022

The grand internal sabotage of individuals. The data collection, the permanent surveillance. There is a social structure away from the Republic Day parade. There are intricacies to the local culture as well. Strong local beliefs on which the ones sabotaging you function and your job is to nullify that internal belief system. The undeserving Bhojpuri speaking insects sabotaging your life, because they are paid? Or because they can do it? The neurological control needs resources, and who has that? State? Probably the state. The government. Feeding on your fear, reading the quality of your emotions on their monitors? Probably on their monitors because they increase the amplitude of torture based on amount of negative emotions, pain and fear you feel, to maximize the effort. Murderers who are answerable to noone. Real freethinkers of this republic and it is here the republic loses its meaning. Not only the republic but movies on Netflix, Amazon Prime, Hotstar and all other platforms lose their meaning. This is the bottom-line and when you’ve seen this, there is no entertainment, no recreation. A long game being played since atleast 2013, when I exposed myself to the social media, and it was about the class, the ones above the threshold of class are still posting, tweeting, creating with impunity, doesn’t matter which party do they support, but the support is unanimously for Lutyens media, above the threshold ofcourse. Below the threshold it’s about Kirana store and petrol pump mythology. For me it’s not personal anymore, although they made it more personal than they should have, but that only shows the extent people suffer in this “republic”, that too without being aware of it. Living their delusions they don’t know that they are being tortured, manipulated and sabotaged. It happened with me, and if we take 2013 as the beginning point (though it is older than that), my realisation that it’s not me came in 2021. In whole eight years, and this while I was sabotaged and tortured in the background, without my knowledge. You can’t bring something to law if you can’t see it seems to be the motto. I can’t imagine how many people must have “self”-immolated, murdered others, raped someone, under the influence. I am here because I went to Twitter, because journalists, who are mostly the scum of the earth in my experience, must already be, either in the hivemind or under surveillance. Never think Twitter to be Reddit, though it doesn’t matter, because intelligence collection is not the same as history taking. There is a particular feeling of “otherness” to it. You are aware that the world is a big place and one life doesn’t make difference, and so, here begins the “torture-porn”, the game of narratives, the narrative of the real India, the “psychology” of the real India. So much dedicated attention to me, and I can trace it to “Lootera” songs being played in my car. Should I make connections? Between media establishment and neurological control establishment? Who does neurological control establishment belong to, private corporations or the government? Rest was the game of delusions and narratives specifically tailored for me arising from the gathered intelligence, which was result of neurological surveillance, my own writings, and my family history ( with the help of the Purvanchal local (and neurological control)) establishment.

My “history” was “found” out, not for the sake of actually finding out the history but for torturing, humiliating and sabotaging me. Can you feel the “emotions” behind it? Because I can. These are the people who “always get their way”, not because they are good or something, but because they are habituated of always “getting their way”, I could actually see myself from their eyes, and how they see normal people of India, the arrogance and the entitlement. Well, who could be these people? Not the soldiers who sweat themselves on Rajpath at 26 January or who die on the battleground to protect these shitbag motherfuckers. These are the assholes who think of normal Indian people as their slaves, sex and otherwise and won’t hesitate in taking you to ancient Sumeria just to justify their narrative. These are the assholes who watch and record you shitting, fucking, during your intimate moments and during your discussions. These are the assholes who pump you with libido to make you do some sexual offence, and create delusions in your head to torture you and make you believe in some false thing. Compare this with the India you watch on Doordarshan on the morning of Republic Day. They know your romantic relationships, they blackmail you for your sex life, and if you are molested in childhood. They pump emotions in you to make you a wife beater, molester, murderer, suicidal or a rapist. If Tarun Tejpal didn’t intend it, he would know. These are the assholes who sabotage your relationships and friendship so that you can’t survive and rise in the society, these are the assholes who consider themselves above the law and they are because law needs evidence and evidence is nowhere to be seen. These are the assholes who make you psychotic, crazy, just for the kicks of it, Rakhi Sawant would (not) know. These are the assholes who sell you T-Shirts of the bullshit they spout on social media, designating you the monkey of the “monkey and elephant equation”. Some of them have etiquettes and behind that lies a monster. These are the assholes who can brand you a Capitalist, Nazi, a communist, a psychopath, a molester or anything. These are the assholes who can control your physiology.

These are the assholes who have your memories and they will keep bringing the most troubling ones to torture you. These are the assholes who will feed ideas into head to make you act on them. These are the assholes for whom you are cannon fodder. These are the assholes who live a high life with help of machines while you suffer depression and existential crisis. These are the ones who steal ideas from your head, blackmail you into silence and then sell your ideas in the market. Can you guess who are they?