Have Mercy on us

Look upwards. We know that it’s from there it will come. From on high. From the most fucking high.

We know what to look towards. We know what to seek in the sky. We know the clouds will part one day.

 

We have instincts. We know, somehow, what it is to live. Where to turn. Where to look.

 

Have mercy on us: isn’t that what we say, over and again? Have mercy. Help us. Lift us up.

 

We need something to face. We need something to See. Something to refresh the eyes.

 

We’re not totally dead, after all. We feel dead, which means we’re not dead. We feel suicidal. But that means we’re not suicidal.

We aren’t dead yet. We aren’t lost yet – not totally lost. There’s somewhere to address our prayers. There’s a direction. The light is coming through. Will it reach us?

 

Lies and poison are the law. There’s nothing else. The world is lies and poison. Nothing more. This is the age of lies and poison.

 

How come we see through it all? What is it about us? Why do we have such advanced lies-and-poison detection systems?

It’s just obvious to us: the lies, the poison. We see right through it? But how?

 

But they don’t know what to do with us yet. They haven’t worked us out yet. But they will. They haven’t understood our incentive structures. But they’re trying. They don’t know our drivers. But they’re investigating.

 

Organisational Management is really about zombies. Their plans are plans for zombies. And we’re not actually zombies, for all that we say we’re dead and so on.

They can only really operate on the middle class, that’s the thing. The middle class are so much more predictable. Their drivers are so much more obvious. Their incentive structures.

They can only organise and manage the world if they turn everyone middle class. Give them middle class concerns. Deferred gratification and status anxiety and that sort of thing.

That’s how they’ll kill off all spontaneity, all unpredictability: by making everyone middle class.

 

The organisational management of the mind: that’s the middle class, Cicero said. The colonisation of the mind.

 

Do you remember Cicero’s faith in the working class? The working class is exactly where they’re not looking, the rulers of the world, Cicero said. The working class is where the revolution will come from, if it hasn’t already broken out, Cicero said. But by the working class, she really meant the non-working class. The welfare class. And by the revolution, she really meant general irreverence and piss-taking.

 

Working class piss-taking, that’s what will save us, Cicero said. Working class irreverence. Eye-rolling and piss-taking and larking about. not taking it all so Seriously (with middle class seriousness.) Not being so pious (with middle class piety.) Never really being on message (with the middle class message.) Not being as focused as you should be. As you’re supposed to be. Not building a career. Not planning ahead. Not anxious about things (with middle class anxiety.)