war and peace

im pretty good at fps games
    csgo, cod etc. if there's a gun and a man in front of me, i know what to do
I've spent countless hours honing these digital skills (pretty useless)
ive been a different kind of beast on AU servers
        but its kinda hard not to think about it in reality,

and now Instagram has made me death's witness

    i am a primed potential killing machine

fed since birth

    

breathing the same air as i

    one could witness,

a home now rubble, a child now headless

a mother has no son, soon to suffer a similar fate 
    the airwaves densely populated
waves of gunshots and air raid sirens rattle the morning air

    an ultra-hardened super_MEGA titanium-chromium factory-new death machine

        points its big ugly snout at a home

it's alright, 

        things aren't built to last anymore anyway.

here i am though,

    so detached from suffering

an observer of terror
                i feel privileged but lost,

helpless

    compassion makes us human

what even does
        the world has become a funny place
we think we've grown, but we're the same humans but with bigger bombs

the reality of 71-year-old men telling 18-year-old men to point guns at

each other

your mother

your wife

your child

your home

you

in saying this, it's hard to argue against the fact that
            war is nature and nature is war
down to the molecular level of electron transfer and ions
            the rationalisation (+illusion) of competition

                The Super Bowl is rigged

    so are most things

insider trading

    sometimes justice isn't really served

i think i need to write about greed and justice

our need to compede

SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST

the sad truth that

        war brings the shareholder value

a financial incentive to kill

what is the value of a human life?

we have an embedded obsession with difference
            violence
somewhere rooted deep within our DNA

rests our obsessive compulsion to eradicate the other side

US VS. THEM

but who is US and who is THEM?

                                                    

                                                     evidently,

we dont change

we do the same things today but under different names

    we are all descendants of the same 
who struggle to learn from history
                a firm reminder that we are just animals
humanity bound by hope

   bemused by the illusion of it

by the narrative ruling public opinion

    who to support and why

if the roles were reversed in Gaza, who would be labelled as the terrorists?

    the algorithm rules the brains of our young
the impression that your impressions will make an impression on those who have power

h ow naive I am to think that i could make a difference at all

money = power

knowledge = power

the propaganda press is perpetual

        a self-feeding cycle

OUROBOROS

    when does it start to believe itself

and the line between reality and

    the one I've created in my mind

                            starts to blur

    how long did it take for hitler to dissolve into his own deceptions

the people fed him as much as he fed them

to become what you speak

how quickly can an idea(-ology) reduce itself to extremities

            and send its swirly-eyed believers to the front line to DEMAP
one of their own on the pretence that they are doing good

    THE ROAD TO HELL IS PAVED WITH

GOOD INTENTIONS

BREAKINGS NEWS THE DEATH TOLL IN GAZA HAS SURPASSED 30000 SINCE THE START OF ISRAEL'S MILITARY OFFENSIVE IN OCTOBER

both sides HAVE TO believe they are righteous

    how else do you get kids to shoot other kids

                how else can you justify yourself

i write with naivety

    i must sleep and leave this tangent behind for now    

god is dead and we killed him

    i implore you to search within

- d

p.s

anecdote from shadae
father: alex,

    Prisoner of war    

Kill your cousin

    I’ll burn your house down if you dont    

I’ll kill you if you dont

[the only option is to run]