ONE CHIP TO RULE THEM ALL............so to speak

I never thought I'd see the day that the joys of life would be placed in one hand.  It seems impossible that the idea responsible for the formation of a country will be the same thing it spits upon and decapitates.  When something is able to contradict the very atom of its existence, it is often the greatest evil, but when one is allowed to do so without repercussion, is the greatest form of power.  Ironically the source of this power can also be placed in one's hand, a simple chip.  The computer chip has been at the heart of every social improvement since possibly the mid-80's, and now that the FDA has approved its implantation into the human body, it will now be used to fulfill the prophecies presented to us since the death of Christ.  The prophecies of the ultimate dictatorship, one world ruled by one man.  Through the disease of idle behavior and the want for convenience that we've already been implanted with, the computer chip will be used to monitor every action and transacion, trespassing every right to privacy we thought we had.  It will be the foremost tool employed by TPTB to inflict the reign of the anti-christ throughout the whole world, but this of course will be masked,  masked by the benefits that always ensue after the act of conforming, its safe and easy.  So with the pressing of buttons, and with lies of peace, this is how freedom dies.

Paradise Alaska

What if the world stopped turning, the sun stopped burning, and we were physically left in the same darkness that we engulf ourselves in figuratively everyday. Would the fear of the inevitable mask itself with guilt, or would the sync make you feel good???  Would the color of death bring to life the deepest emotions you conceal in the deepest parts of your personality?  With a confused paradigm, with a feeling of comfort, with the bringing of peace, I couldn't possibly register any other response than a simple smile.  It is when I am swallowed whole by the night that I feel the most complete, the most warmth, the most hope--the feeling is more than religious.  But then again this is probably because I am a man possessed, and just like this occurrence is not apart of the plan, neither am I.  I am not what was planned.  I am not what He planned, but I represent what has become.  Therefore I say, let come the death of day.