Your Phone Is a Portal
The Metaverse is ALREADY here: you’re holding it.
The “endgame,” the dynamic duo of CBDCs and Metaverse-X (…where we hand in our souls in exchange for a virtual replica), is not a FINAL DESTINATION. It is a nearly-finished work in progress. We are unwittingly assembling the infrastructure of our own demise.
If you’ve been looking for directions to the “apocalypse” (while trying not to use your phone to Google the word), the Netflix Dark Mirror episode “Nosedive” (season 3) is the road map you are seeking. Beneath the episode’s pastel-colored production design and laid-back, Stepford-Wives vibe lurks pure terror.
The main character, Lacie Pound (played by Bryce Dallas Howard), is an overly pleasant woman struggling to maintain and improve her social credit score. Every person Lacie bumps into—the woman on the elevator, the clerk at the coffee shop, a struggling co-worker—scores her with a SATISFACTION RATING following their encounter. “Nosedive” is the ultimate social anxiety disorder reality ruled by a ubiquitous social-credit score platform. Your home, your bank account, your lifestyle, your survival—depends entirely on your rating. The result? Drum roll... everybody acts fake.
First aired in 2016, four years before the COVID-19 PSYOP and well before today’s burgeoning awareness of an impending Central Bank Digital Currency, this mini-movie is predictive programming writ large.
At the time, a review by The Verge was thinly critical of Nosedive’s disregard for the reality of marketplace competition. The argument implied that in the “real world,” users would have the option of opting out and switching to another (less tyrannical?) platform app—which is kind of like saying that during COVID, one could have easily lived under less tyranny by SIMPLY packing up and moving to Texas (where, presumably, you wouldn’t need to wear a medical-looking mask—quite as often).
Login to The Reset
The rise of social media was a well-timed “coincidence” in favor of the cryptocratic puppet masters. When society abandoned its family photo albums by logging onto Facebook, it sleepwalked into a social credit score tied to its bank account without realizing it.
TikTok (aka dancing nurses) and Zoom were tailor-made for 2020. It’s actually ludicrous to assume that the Zoom platform wasn’t a preplanned component of the COVID-19 military operation. Worldwide lockdowns?—Zoom. (Solved!)
And now Zoom, TikTok, Instagram, and alternative media platforms like Telegram are the quintessence of the New Normal. We are now a full-fledged digital society. The terms and conditions are already signed, sealed, and delivered.
So, if you balk at the evils of Walmart’s self-checkout—toss your credit and debit cards into the garbage bin on the way out. If you are a brick-and-mortar business owner who complains about online-only competition—cancel your store’s website and Facebook account and return to buying newspaper ads and radio spots.
Building a prison using cheap labor
The New World Order puppet masters, like all rich people, are cheap. There is a reason we call them parasites. In other words, if there was a way that they could swindle us into building the infrastructure of our own enslavement?... consider it done.
Our phones were just a blessing in disguise. (Light on the blessing.)
By putting a phone into the hands of every man, woman, and child, the top dogs tasked us with the building of our digital prison. Our cell phones are the primary nodes in a vast, dragnet data-collection operation:
Every hour, we post our thoughts, photos, and emotions (emoticons) onto the NSA database. The GPS built into our phones logs our every movement in real-time. Every purchase (in-store and online) is time-stamped and coupled with our current whereabouts. Our text fights and phone conversations are being fed to an AI leviathan, which is learning to predict and manage human behavior accurately.
The harmless yet pervasive promptings for us to adopt cartoonish digital avatar profile photos—are actually a clever campaign to condition us into seeing ourselves in terms of goofy (eventually multiple) digital surrogates that will serve as our stand-ins during metaverse business meetings and social events. (Today, you feel a little coy and anime; tomorrow, a bit more Shrek.) The recent push for you to “find your BRAND” as a way of marketing yourself more effectively is ACTUALLY a duplicitous effort to get you to logo yourself (a sort of barcode) to be commoditized on the stock market of the CBDC economy.
Our CBDC penitentiary requires massive amounts of data. And the control freaks were clever enough to trick us into paying THEM for the privilege of owning and operating a personal dragnet data-collection franchise (aka cell phone). Their marketing campaign was, in fact, so brilliant they had us lining up in bad weather for the launch of every latest update.
The Devil made me do it
We are addicted to our cell phones. And the damage they have done (aside from radiation poisoning) is not a hidden secret. Typical teenage angst has transmuted into epic antisocial behavior. Because although we are highly adaptive physiological beings, the mental gymnastics of constantly (often minute by minute!) checking our damn devices for replies and validation (due to phone-induced FoMO) is no doubt haphazardly rewiring our nervous systems.
But to throw away one’s phone?—is a fate worse than death.
(“If you throw YOURS away, I’ll throw mine away—provided everybody else on social media throws THEIRS away too—at exactly the same moment. Ahhh, forget it!”)
To add an esoteric spin on things:
In the tarot deck, The Devil represents bondage and enslavement. The image of the devil card in the traditional Rider Waite deck features the goat-head deity Baphomet with a naked man and woman chained to his throne.
But upon closer inspection, the chains around the man and woman’s necks are easily removable. In other words, they have enslaved themselves. And they are free to leave.
Mythically speaking, the Devil is the master of temptation. But when you hear stories of the kinds of deals the Devil is known for (like the forty-days-and-forty-nights tale), resisting them seems straightforward and simple.
What would be so difficult about simply turning in your Samsung or iPhone for a flip phone or even a landline? (Do they still exist?) No more social-media rage, no more text fights, no more grass-is-always-greener-on-the-other-side GPS dating-sex apps, no more “LOL.” No biggie, right?
And you wouldn’t need to fret anymore about actively participating in the building of the CBDC Internet of Things (and Bodies) infrastructure.
You opt out—reassured that your family, friends, peers, and business associates will finish erecting our prison without you!
i have a landline. i even still have an analog phone that i can plug in when the power goes out. as long as the phone lines aren't down, i'm good to go. no cell service where i live, if you can believe that! unfortunately, they're going to 'fix' that next year with starlink from what i've heard....