The Long-Awaited Inaugural Post

People are always telling me to be positive. Why are you always going on about conspiracy theories? they ask. Stop spending so much time bewailing the state of the world. It's not all bad. Just because the economy's crumbling, there's no reason to be angry. It wasn't intentional. And what do you mean America's becoming a fascist police state? That's paranoid hyperbole. More police on the streets make us safer, safe from all those mass shootings and stabbings and the drugs and the crime (and don't you even dare mention where the drugs and the guns come from!) And those Muslims in Afghanistan? They need our help; our fighting men are there to bring democracy and free markets and all the benefits those bring.

All right, I give up. Setting up straw men just isn't my strong suit. My heart isn't in it. It's been so long since I've believed any of those lies, I'm so far beyond all that now, it's hard to get worked up about it. At this point, I'm just taking it as totally read that I'm surrounded on the street by remote controlled zombies displaying only a semblance of consciousness, with about as much genuine sentience as the bots that wander around MMORPGs making the virtual worlds look populated. Canned dialogue, canned thoughts, canned reactions ... it's all a grand orchestra of manipulated minds, with HAARP as the conductor.

I started this blog because I wanted to split things, positive and negative, internal and external, spiritual and material, action and reaction; the former on Psychegram, the latter here, at Moon-Food. A blog should have a focus, after all. All the angry ranting was going to be done on Moon-Food. And maybe it will be, but right now ... I'm not in the mood.

Reacting to things like that just makes us food for the moon, after all.