Escaping by Inventing

IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMNESIA, inescapably ensconced in a world Einstein accurately described as a "madhouse" we seek escape, a luxury facilitated  by our comfortable lives, which require neither confronting nor tending, being on autopilot. A political hoax, and social sham, the great American fun house of perpetual free market deceit invites us to fabricate and invent and construct, and to dwell in our self constructed lives of illusion. Only the rare Diogenes declines the invitation. We choose to envision ourselves as the lonely Cassandra or Christ; nobody believes us yet, although we have the truth, but there will come a time when everyone will, when impending events unfold precisely as we foretell them, I, the neglected prophet. There are many species of intelligent life in "our" galaxy, genetically related to us. this, I and I alone know. I can educate concerning their identities and behaviors. This information comes from me, and I get it from many sources; there are many ways of knowing things. An exclusive cabal rules the word, without anyone's knowledge, save mine. People who wear face masks are sheep, sheepishly submitting to rule by the deep state, choking themselves on their own carbon dioxide. they listen to the fake news hoax of microbiological science, ignoring the real experts, Trump and the MAGA masses. The should listen to those who are saved, those who can read between biblical lines. Or, one can invest heavily in biblical based conspiracies, involving extraterrestrials and the giants who once walked the Earth. Revelation, which Jefferson called "the rantings of a lunatic" holds the truth for all to see, all who are willing. I invent my own world, devoid of scientific fact, discarding the science which gave us nuclear physics and evolution by natural selection, in preference to my own world of fantasy and magic  And this world of wonder and mystery I know well, and I share it with all who are open minded, because I choose to dwell in a world of my creation, not the world of reality around me which has turned its back on me, and I  have turned my back on it.