We find ourselves in a technologically hyper-connected world. I think our world has always been connected, but now there is a facsimile artifact overlay. I think reality is having a hard job keeping things stable. Ideas and information are flashing around the globe like murmurations of starlings.

No ‘one idea’ can hold sway for long. Vested powers continue to rely on the ‘celebrity’ buffer zone to hold the line and mollify the people.

Reality’s mirroring process is under strain, and this in turn causes a stirring in our slumber. We wake to find ourselves in the land of topsy turvy.

The consciousness at large muses, “How many clues do i have to give these somnolent devils!?”