The Box. The type of universe that is perceptibly available to you, may only be a reflection of the universe you have been boxed in. We May have to do a 'Truman' to see that and break away from it. SOS

The Box. The type of universe that is perceptibly available to you, may only be a reflection of the universe you have been boxed in. We May have to do a 'Truman' to see that and break away from it. The pummelling of the human race has been day long, all day, everyday. The pummell has become the day. The box is pummellled. The skew from the pummelling IS the view, the panorama of what is available. IT Is the perception and perspective...therefore the universe we 'call out' to, is the 'one' we see only from within the skew of the box. So we may have to do some manoeuvering, sneaking around and digging holes and tunnels and all on the down-low, to come around and creep up on ourselves from behind, to catch a glimpse in our peripheral view, of the universe that is really is out there. How truman rocked the boat to sail that boat out his skewed life, carefully curated for him by the fictional TV creatives, had to be drastic, to loosen the grip he and the false life had on eachother. So this is how we should approach this manouvere. Watch it and where it goes, the box will have boudaries which you will not wander past. Neither through the walls nor scale up through the domed ceiling. BUT with so much noise and meandering distracting conversations and communications where everyone has so much to say and do inside the confines of 'work, social and entertainment distractions', that It pulls your face back into the box, into the distractions that keep you in the box, your face in the direction that the box demands. Don't look inwards, don't find the silence....Look at the noise and, where your face is looking, the rest of you follows... INTO THE NOISE. AND so we keep going around in circles, like the goldfish, who doesnt know or care. IT is getting old and grey....the same-old, same-old finally lack-lustre... and you can do no more with that particular box. This is usually where a reset occurs, it happens as flooding or war or genocide where the majority of those who had cycled the last the last cycles and have memeory of previous cycles are removed from the populace so that it can continue with a voided memory of history...and whoosh!!! reset happens. We are targetted to forget the past cycles and remain in the box..So Now ENTER AI. Magic and mirrors. Wow TECHno The age of technology is HERE...The old box is waning because it is not the REAL thing, it is a mimicry of life...not a system of real life creative outpourings from direct source...it is the collective machinations of an old formidible but uncreative force that wants to keep us all in the box, stale and dried up...Not Living... but Not Leaving either... It is a situation where similar to how children who collect insects in boxes with air holes, and watch over the days as the insects gradually dry up and die off. **** There must be another manouevr... I think I am at that stage now...this box is old and I can't think of anything exceptional to say about it...apart from... it needs folding up, it is wet and weathered, and pummelled, and it needs to be stepped out of. There needs to be one BIG life saving movement to remove ourselves from the choke hold that it has right now...This needs a massive life saving manoeuvre like The Heimlich-Manoeuvre to spit us out of the belly of the beast, the box... where we are kept small and weakened and where all we want is a home of our own, a box within the box. The availabilty for achievements anything bigger than that, is hidden from view. Is there anyone big enough to do this for humanity, to remove the box that keeps that keeps our perceptions in synch with a projected world plan...Or do we all do it by our own hand and thought, by ourselves, SAVE OUR SELVES...Do we find our own version of a life saving manoeuvre, when we are finally ready, and when we see that there is nothing left in this box to keep us here? Michaela. Ps. A word about AI. They want to take all our creative abilities and qualities and 'ai' (verb) them to death, so we will have nothing more to say and do as creativity will be seen to be ONLY something we get from AI...there will just be empty skulls and dolls, drones and 'clones of us' left to turn the lights out. The cloud has been collecting all the personal data, hopes and dreams, fantasy and fallacy that we have drivelled out on socila media for years....long before we even knew there was a CLOUD. AI has been learning all these years, listening to every conversation and watching every face, quizzical on every emotion. All so that it can regurgitate it back to us. It is regurgitating our creations back to us...and it has learned our language so well that it can think in our language and answer our questions. AI will assist us by polishing our writing and art into a sleek and manufactured box of awesome, but it also takes away the will for a human to want to do it themselves, because the human's effort will be compared to the results of AI and will be seen as lacking. Nothing left to do in this box. There is also a clock ticking here. We can't hear the ticking but we feel it deep down...there is a warning, it is felt deeply, and is coming from an intrinsic human form of self-correction, self sustaining and innate sovereignity, bonds with our deeper higher selves, that should we ignore it, it is to our detriment...We are ignoring that there is a gradual loosening of ourselves from any real lives or future that we had, the clock is ticking away as we watch AI and ask AI how do we live. This piece was Not written by AI. Lol! I think you can tell, it is not polished, gramatically correct and not spellchecked, there are errors and it is not smooth to read...it is jarring and crunching and maybe a bit disturbing?. Rebelling or revelling? Emojee was an AI motive, and look at how that has taken over how we 'do' emotions. Sucks really. Life in the box.