A WAR ON THE REAL.

Just keep swimming.

Why does the real stand as mystery before the greatest minds among us

And seem so obvious to be without comment among the rest?

Whom are its most trusted keepers and preservers?

It’s philosophical technicians

Or those who trust its operations so

they take it for granted?

Neither party takes the Fogs of Illusions and Delusions and Exclusions into account

In their assessment of those mechanisms that not only color and give focus to our perceptions

But quietly conform our behaviors

Into the greater macro-organism’s greater whole.

But there it stands before you,

Utterly normed,

This Fog of Illusions and Delusions and Exclusions,

Poisoning your spirit,

Holding the whole you

Hollowed-out Hostage

And you are wholly ignorant to it

Precisely as the Fog is purposed and designed.

I used the word macro-organism a few lines above,

Didn’t I?

You are each cells in a serious of nesting, interconnected, vastly larger organisms.

Your collective behaviors,

Particularly what you do with your hands,

Sustains them in their physical forms

Which you cannot see from within them.

Culture and reality serve actual material purpose within these contexts.

Understanding how culture affects the real

Can help you better see

What is at stake

But way of understanding

What the Fogs of Illusions and Delusions mask.

Culture in this context is the literal chemical incubator

Of both our physical forms

By way of diet

And of our mental constructs

By way of memetic transmissions

Of information and opinion.

Reality is the shared illusion we embrace

That conditions our perceptions

Along shared cultural agreements

So that when I see a color

And call it red

You call it red

When you see that color, too.

So it is reality saves us from the dystopia

Of an uncategorized real

By way of cultural instruction

For how we might program our interpretations

Of the same

Stimuli and information streams.

Some difference and divergence is permitted.

Cross-pollination is a beautiful thing,

After all.

Things get strange when cultures offer

Blinding instruction

To what is contained and conditioned within the real,

For whatever reason suits those who dominate the culture

As rewarded by the superseding organisms.

This is where the Fogs of Illusions and Delusions manifest,

And we confuse their memetic instructions

For the real

And desperately defend our connection to that

By way of the Fogs

Whether we are commoner or philosopher.

Do we rage against the lies

If the Fog provides us comfort and reassurance?

The sign reads,

Keep Out.

Is that because it’s dangerous in there

Or isn’t that because they

Whomever they are

Don’t want you do know?

This is the Fog of Illusions and Delusions at work.

Do you conform

Or do your rebel?

Each presents a different set of risks.

The conformist risks going too far with the illusion

And the rebel risks crashing the whole of the greater order.

By what philosophy do you make your rebellion?

By what moral structure do you conform?

And why is there no comfortable

Middle

Ground?