Race

it wont be long before black and white kids will hold hand in hand and pledge allegiance to the benevolent supreme mother of tolerance and acceptance,

Do you look forward to this day...Mathew?

the 60´s and hippie-culture sparked the seeds of this new age of super-inclusion, revised and updated, through intelligent cunning ie. gradually evolving media-propaganda,

hi satyr, ill get a good laugh that´s for sure, i hope and suspect there will be an uprising from a few rebels, talented newborns who´ don´t give a fuck, and will realize their athletic, or musical potentials, like dedicate themself to the ´politics´ of the body,

Do you understand the contributions of the 'marked ones' in this affair?

and satyr, thanks for asking the question, i shall respond like this... yes, for me, it´s always nice to revel in weakness as long as there are counterpoints

I asked if you understood the role of the self-chosen ones in exploiting this weakness?
Or do you admire them? Are they "cool"?

When a home is infested with rats....how does one "revel in one's weakness" to prevent them form entering his home, full of their diseases, eating your food?
How would you deal with such an infestation when it is already in progress?

Or, to use a allegory...
How you you survive and preserve what you love in a [You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] scenario?
You can't see the virus, you can only see the effects on your brothers and sisters; you cannot stop the vermin that carry the virus in your midst....
Your solution?

After your done admiring the vermin and how they seem to be immune to the virus they carry and appear to have developed some kind of symbiosis....then?

"a faded world,
i gaze, travelling, slowly in mud,
sliding past dead materie, exuberant with violence and false scorn
just for cigarettes and soda, i falter, a little"

huxleys doors of perecption are only now a reminiscence,
dying flowers, "they" call this fashion, if so then why doeth it not supersceed sex?

Prose is your answer....
Allusion....poetry.

After your done admiring the vermin and how they seem to be immune to the virus they carry and appear to have developed some kind of symbiosis....then?
A sonata?
References?

yes, i believe they are cool, to an extent, though still repressed and ruled by powers they cannot comprehend, and never will, like a teenager chewing bubble gum, believing she´s edgy, for a moment,

Like I've said....the vermin are themselves given over to the virus, creating a covenant, a symbiosis both benefit from, one by infiltrating inconspicuously from mind to mind and the other by exploiting the weakness the virus produces in the infected host.
Ironically, words are how the virus spreads..and you admire their talent with words, don't you; their talent with semiotics, including numbers and symbols?

A woman is seduced by such things.
How does one fight a silver tongued woman, a bard spinning magical linguistic webs?

Shall we study Plato's opinion on art?
Irony, that he gave them the tools.

what if the zombies are harmless and braindead? isn´t that a sight of "wonder" ?

like, when their violent effects have been stripped by ´authoritiana´

thy satyr, witch are the remedies?

"How does one fight a silver tongued woman, a bard spinning magical linguistic webs?"

through noise and athletic skill, or wilth such display only empower her sorcery?

Zombies are not harmful themselves, they are harmful because of the infection they carry.
Otherwise they are dull, slow, and governed by their appetites.
Appetites that are insatiable.

How....imagine yourself in such an allegorical, movie world.
In one movie - the last one with brat Pitt - the solution is to make yourself ill, so as to make yourself invisible to the infected...and then give yourself the immune serum. But do we have such a serum?
How to stay clean, uninfected, or become immune, that is the question, no?

The study of the virus, is a start.
It is linguistic.
It produces zombies linguistically, over time - individuals gradually becoming disconnected from reality, becoming self-negating, self-abengating...Sound familiar?
Yes....because this allegory is strait from reality - Art imitating fArt, as it were.
How does one become immune to the exploitation and manipulation of words; words that sound pleasing, are seductive, pretty, full of promise, full of deep, seemingly profound implications and insinuations, like yours attempt to be?
Words that mean to sweep women from their feet, place children in a state of hypnotic mesmerisation, coerce the cowardly, bribe the needy.

I think I've given you the answer.

VRZeus wrote:

"How does one fight a silver tongued woman, a bard spinning magical linguistic webs?"

through noise and athletic skill, or with such display only empower her sorcery?

How did Ulysses resist the Sirens?

"jesus, throw away your heavenly crown, release mankind from the shackles of your newfound schemes"

"oh thy, higher type, silence the witches, and bring despair unto your kin, your black crows shall not avail, for they have yet to see dawn in it´s new light"

"run, run, for ye have forsaken the moon and uranus touch, run in fauna, wear tiaras of flowers and sing..."

thy satyr, i´ve got no idea,

how did faust channel ´mephisto´ so innocently?

Anchors and ropes.

Imagine yourself in a movie about zombies.
your friends and loved ones are infected and now they are driven to bite and claw at you, spreading the same infection that made them disconnected from themselves, their appetites overwhelming them, only wanting to satisfy their hunger for clean flesh and uninfected blood.
Possessed...your own family possessed by an invisible thing.
You can't see it....but you see how it affects those you knew and loved.

From whence did this virus come from?
How does it pass form mind to mind?
What is its purpose?

I've given my analysis. Nietzsche has given you his symptomology, restricting himself only to the Christian variant, because it had infected his own family.
But he had some kind of immunity, like I do.

thy satyr, ´enlighten´ us with "metaphysics"...

We see the source of the weakness this virus exploits.
We see it when we empathise only by sympathizing or antipathizing, by projecting....subjectively rather than objectively.

Since a friend recalled Hannibal, Harris's novel, I'll give a quote I like which encapsulates the weakness I speak of.

Harris wrote:

When the Fox hears the Rabbit scream he comes a-runnin', but not to help.

thy satyr, so this is the sequence of ´hollywoods´ triumph? ...

Hollywood is how the virus was spread, on a mass scale by the parasite.
The zombies cannot be cured. They cannot be awakened.

Exploiting need/desire, and the human condition.
This automatic sympathy that can only be replaced by antipathy.

cause he´s like a fox, right?

I tire...
more at another time.

Ta, Ta,

is ´jesus´ keeping his ace to himself, ie, ´christ´ consciousness?

i´d imagine it would embody the following:

enchanced abstract sensory perceptions, ie. humans become paintings
enchanced mental function, ie. like a "permanent" rush of pure cocaine
enchanced muscle function, ie. humans can walk without attrition,

ta, ta,

could that be like the momentary "decsend" into abstration and surrealism?

is ´jesus' a hyperbole schemer?

Your AI program needs lots of work.

At least write in complete sentences—sentence fragments are a dead giveaway.