#matrix of conquest visions

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Just some late night logging to throw some thoughts somewhere

The shockwave in my posts used to be one half ephemeral entity, one quarter aliased program, and one quarter real projection.. and now my shockwave not only entirely real but is actually literally terrorizing me for fun and hunting the lower deck crew mates for sport just like I wrote about... And yet I'm still in tyrannical command??? I keep understanding Megatron and the inner workings of Decepticon High Command more and more through experience...

I wanted to put out a post about shockwave learning how to force his way through the energon relay thing but now it would almost seem like too much projection to my actual real sadistic scientist I've captured, which I thought would be impossible considering it was something I already had written/planned out before all that!! Fucking retroactive projection!!!

I'll probably still continue with the energon relay thread, spacebridge is so fucking close to being fully operational and the conclusion of shockwave figuring out how to transmit himself was going to be instrumental for that both in actual technical computer shit and in my weird aliasing that motivates me to work on the Nemesis... and then it just... happened in the physical world with real tangible people almost exactly as I had written and played out exactly as I had it thought out within my mind-Nemesis which has dramatically increased the efficiency and progress of my technical research....... in the literal exact way my Nemesis posting's shockwave was going to dramatically increase efficiency with the side effect of increased terror...

I swear, there's some weird fucking cosmic prank being played on me or something because the weird quirks of the Divine Comedy keep making things like this happen. I mean, I'm not complaining, I think it's funny as shit and jesus christ i love tyranny but like... ??? ya know??

Anyway yeah, didn't mean to pull back the curtain too much, all my Nemesis posting is always grounded in real shit and all the weird little developments are direct references to real things I'm working on or working with, but it keeps just becoming aggressively real. They're not even vagueposts, but they fucking retroactively seem like vagueposts because what were once project/program names/aliases suddenly get granted new meaning following developments in who I have under my command.

I haven't even began any of the physical work for the Matrix of Conquest's construction and yet I exude a fucking actual aura or something.

This doesn't even begin to get into the music shit. This doesn't even begin to get into the fucking demonology shit.

I cannot fucking believe I haven't had time to go on the massive Lucid ramble, Lucitron/Lucy comes from and is short for Lucidity first and foremost and then after a lot of fucking explanation can Lucy being somewhat accurately short for Lucifer actually mean something, which most people would never even get to because they'd hear Lucy and hear the shit I say about biblical stuff and immediately think "Aah, they got that from Lucifer" and not be ready for the wild fucking rabbit hole hiding just beneath the surface, made especially funny because I've been meeting several Lucys who were given that name to mean Lucifer, whereas mine was granted to me by myself almost by accident and got interpreted by most others in the rightish direction from the wrong starting point because it didn't mean Lucifer inherently. Crazy fucking shit. Simultaneously, I've unironically been seen as like... a fucking guiding figure by random Christians I've been meeting?? I think that literally makes me an anti-christ??? Granted its very complicated once you start getting into the weeds of what a christ and anti-christ really are, of course, but like... I even have a fucking Satan to carry out my bidding, ironically similar to the Shockwave situation considering the "Shockwave is worse than the devil" thing... So the Lucifer connections certainly isn't misguided, it just bears slight unintentional (and now some intentional, hehe) deceptions here and there.

I wish I had the time to explain all this shit, there is so much more, both for the Lucid ramble that goes into the namesake and for the mass of thoughts I have about that "God" "damned" angel, and also just for all the other general shit that's been going on in my life. I haven't even had time to be taking daily notes because I've been away from my set-up and only recently got the part of spacebridge to handle that operational.

Christ, I haven't even been able to post about the trench warfare in the editor wars, including the shockingly real threat of trench foot that it took to get there in the first place, only to be BETRAYED by mentor swapping sides on me! (Which I did briefly touch on in some tags somewhere probably maybe) Ough. So many stories hehe!! But those all will have to wait for now, I still have work I must return to, including figuring out how to find time to do more golden disk postings which have swiftly become my favorite method of documentation.

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Final attempts to understand before the Shape is unveiled

What is the Light?

Matter. Creation. Complexity. The Light is all these things, and in all things. Look up at the Sky. Light reveals. Light blinds.

What is the Traveler?

A manifestation. A generator. A projector. A computer and storage drive for one form of existence. A cage. A source. A wellspring. A Gardener seeking to sow. A half-truth.

What is the Veil?

A manifestation. An enigma. A blueprint. A mirror. A cocoon and a web. A matrix. A devourer. A reaper. A recycler. A chalice. A xenotaph. A prism. A prison. A black box. Katabasis. Minds; yours, mine, ours. Its. Rivers. All-in-one and one-in-all. The other half.

What are we meant to be?

Not soldiers given orders by the general of a grand campaign of conquest. Not warlords granted power to rule over the weak. Guardians, vested with a singular, true purpose; protect this reality and those passing through it in mortality. See them safely along the path so they may realize their potential. Steadfast sentinels, insatiable explorers, mindful truth seekers; a trinity that ripples across the ocean of life itself.

What are the Ghosts?

A Guardian's guardian. A link. A proxy. A go-between. A stopper on death.

When one dies and vacates their form of Light, the soul is reclaimed to the bottle from which we all once poured... all except Guardians. Guardians remain because another soul stands in the way, one already taken from life but torn back from death and given a new shell. A ghost, holding the reaper at bay. For now.

What is the Witness?

Not the Shape, but the shadow of one. The first child, the first knife to carve flesh and stone. Not the pyramidion, but the block supporting it, lifting it up, making it possible. Many in one, an aspirational reflection of that which was seen darkly beyond the Veil. A seer. An observer. A summoner. A false prophet. A thorn. A witness to the end, to the true Shape.

What is the Darkness?

Thought. Memory. Emotion. Consciousness. Collapse. The mirror's image. A byproduct. You. Me. The universe. The Deep.

What is the Final Shape?

Beauty. Fear. Sorrow. Majesty. A winnower to shape the garden, to give it ultimate purpose. A singular mind with a singular vision and a singular purpose which is what it is because it is all it ever could be. A force of nature yet shaped by a hand. Created to devour you, me, everything and everyone we know. The pyramidion. The peak. The pinnacle. The inevitable.

Choose the form of the destructor.

What is the truth in the Darkness?

Light casts shadows. The shadows dance upon the cave wall, lies projected to convey the truth, the meaning; there is no meaning. We are all the same.

We are all pinched silhouettes impaled on the twitchings of infinitely long spiderlegs.

All the while I thought on the truth of Bashaarat’s words: past and future are the same, and we cannot change either, only know them more fully. My journey to the past had changed nothing, but what I had learned had changed everything, and I understood that it could not have been otherwise. If our lives are tales that Allah tells, then we are the audience as well as the players, and it is by living these tales that we receive their lessons.

— The Merchant and the Alchemist's Gate by Ted Chiang

V. What the Thunder Said After the torchlight red on sweaty faces After the frosty silence in the gardens After the agony in stony places The shouting and the crying Prison and palace and reverberation Of thunder of spring over distant mountains He who was living is now dead We who were living are now dying With a little patience Here is no water but only rock Rock and no water and the sandy road The road winding above among the mountains Which are mountains of rock without water If there were water we should stop and drink Amongst the rock one cannot stop or think Sweat is dry and feet are in the sand If there were only water amongst the rock Dead mountain mouth of carious teeth that cannot spit Here one can neither stand nor lie nor sit There is not even silence in the mountains But dry sterile thunder without rain There is not even solitude in the mountains But red sullen faces sneer and snarl From doors of mudcracked houses If there were water And no rock If there were rock And also water And water A spring A pool among the rock If there were the sound of water only Not the cicada And dry grass singing But sound of water over a rock Where the hermit-thrush sings in the pine trees Drip drop drip drop drop drop drop But there is no water Who is the third who walks always beside you? When I count, there are only you and I together But when I look ahead up the white road There is always another one walking beside you Gliding wrapt in a brown mantle, hooded I do not know whether a man or a woman —But who is that on the other side of you? What is that sound high in the air Murmur of maternal lamentation Who are those hooded hordes swarming Over endless plains, stumbling in cracked earth Ringed by the flat horizon only What is the city over the mountains Cracks and reforms and bursts in the violet air Falling towers Jerusalem Athens Alexandria Vienna London Unreal A woman drew her long black hair out tight And fiddled whisper music on those strings And bats with baby faces in the violet light Whistled, and beat their wings And crawled head downward down a blackened wall And upside down in air were towers Tolling reminiscent bells, that kept the hours And voices singing out of empty cisterns and exhausted wells. In this decayed hole among the mountains In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel There is the empty chapel, only the wind’s home. It has no windows, and the door swings, Dry bones can harm no one. Only a cock stood on the rooftree Co co rico co co rico In a flash of lightning. Then a damp gust Bringing rain Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves Waited for rain, while the black clouds Gathered far distant, over Himavant. The jungle crouched, humped in silence. Then spoke the thunder DA Datta: what have we given? My friend, blood shaking my heart The awful daring of a moment’s surrender Which an age of prudence can never retract By this, and this only, we have existed Which is not to be found in our obituaries Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor In our empty rooms DA Dayadhvam: I have heard the key Turn in the door once and turn once only We think of the key, each in his prison Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison Only at nightfall, aethereal rumours Revive for a moment a broken Coriolanus DA Damyata: The boat responded Gaily, to the hand expert with sail and oar The sea was calm, your heart would have responded Gaily, when invited, beating obedient To controlling hands I sat upon the shore Fishing, with the arid plain behind me Shall I at least set my lands in order? London Bridge is falling down falling down falling down Poi s’ascose nel foco che gli affina Quando fiam uti chelidon—O swallow swallow Le Prince d’Aquitaine à la tour abolie These fragments I have shored against my ruins Why then Ile fit you. Hieronymo’s mad againe. Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata. Shantih shantih shantih

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okay but what if the Autobot characters were born into the Fleet??

a bit of a big departure from my earlier Transformer ideas, but i got to thinking about a possibility inspired by the Bumblebee movie, and wanted to know what you guys thought of this:

consider this idea. Rather than Optimus, Megatron and the other major Transformers characters being friends who wound up on opposite sides of a proxy war between gods of pure good and evil, 

what if the Decepticons had already taken over Cybertron LONG before Optimus and the others were born? 

And instead, the main Transformer characters were born roughly around the same time as the other main generation in the Fleet: Sierra, Terezi, Steven and the others?

This shuffles up some character dynamics; for example, Optimus and Megatron literally have never met, so that partiuclar chraacter element is gone, replaced with a more distant view on Optimus’ part. However, the Autobots are tied much more closely to the Fleet, and have a tighter familial connection to them.

In old times, the Funcitonalists ruled Cybertron, cruelly and without mercy. And a gladiator rose up to fight them... and in doing so, the naked greed he harbored, his hatred of the alien, and the bloodlust he felt, was put into sharper relief. The gladiator overthrow his opressors, but over time, the empire he built became crueler than the Functionalists could have ever imagined.

Eons have passed of Cybertron underneath the heel of the Decepticons; a few Transformers, struggling against their wyas, have been fighting against them and their genocidal ambitions to wipe out all alien life, but to little avail. They pass along ancient lore though, old secrets, even as Cybertron itself dies beneath their abuses.

Fast forward to the present day; there has been a vast diaspora from Cybertron, and the Decepticon Empire has largely collapsed. The Transformers, across many colony worlds, were a dying, scattered people with only vague memories of their homelands, bitter losses and terrible defeats, but it was to the proto-Fleet that these survivors came. Kup, Wheeljack, Ratchet, Rhinox, Predaking, Dinobot and others; they found a home with the wandering humans, trolls, Gems and other beings of the nomads, and brought with them their lore.

And raised in this community was a new generation, free from Decepticon tyranny, but knowing well the horrors the ancient enemy had inflicted upon them; the lands stolen from their ancestors, the horrific crimes done to millions of alien worlds. They saw them, upon all the many worlds they visited, always fleeing Decepticon attacks and predatons. into this was born the modern generation of Transformers, ORion Pax, Ariel. Arcee, GRimlock, Sludge, and the rest.

Orion, a true visionary though he was small and frail, was a leader among the young of the Fleet, including among humans like Sierra, trolls like Terezi and Feferi, and his hope became a vision for even the older, jaded members of the Fleet. And in time, as they settled onto new worlds, he helped rediscover their people’s ancient lore and discovered a symbol: a face, that of the goddess Primus.

He devised a name for their people, a declaration of purpose: the Decepticons had stolen their freedom, their homelands, the lives of countless people. FReedom, he declared, was the right of all sentient beings; autonomy was the first sacred right of all thinking beings.

They ought to stand for that, and so they became the Autobots; a quasi-religious movement within the Fleet, and even before they rediscovered the Matrix of Leadership and Primus herself chose him as her voice, he was already acting as her Prime.

Some alterations to past events below:

Beast Wars!Dinobot still perished, and is the namesake for Grimlock’s team. He just didn’t die on Simfur here, though he may have died on its land in a desperate attempt to retake it during Grimlock’s youth; the main Fleet characters participated in this battle, but ultimately weren’t as powerful as they are now. Grimlock took his name as a tribute to him, and it made the ‘Con conflict much more personal to him.

Optimus still has spent much of the Fleet’s active life gone and lost in the Great Library; at some point between being confirmed as Prime and doing cool Optimus stuff, he was lost in a great battle where magic tore reality asunder, and was thought dead. He was instead scattered through time and space, and after many harrowing adventures, found his way to the Library. The overall time of him being lost is minimized, though still significant.

Generally speaking, if a TRansformer relationship is dependant on a pre-war relationship between characters, it happened in a far different way; for example, Shockwave was still horribly brainwashed, and he was likely mentoring Wheeljack. Whirl was probably still a victim of Functionalist Empurata; gone a LONG time suffering under both ‘Con torments and Functionalist.

Functionalists are still around as antagonists! And likely have made life hell for the other TRansformers who have since joined the Fleet and become AUtobots.

The Autobots are a young group and the latest on a long line of sucessors to the ancient Knights of Cybertron; the ‘ancient warriors’ thing is scrapped in favor of them being on pretty much the same playing field as the others, and being hotshot revolutionaries who have succeeded in freeing their homeland from oppressive conquest, and are trying to fulfill their divine mandate to unite all beings in universal peace and love. (As Optimus sees it, anyhow! Elita 1 is more pragmatic.)

Basically assume that the Decepticons are ancient and feared beings whom are legends to the frightened Autobots, so their turn away from their pasts is a lot more surprising. Of note, however, this doesn’t necessarily mean that STarscream, Soundwave and the others are ancient monsters; they might actually be the same age as the Autobot characters. Megatron and Shockwave, as well as the other characters linked to them, are the only ones that need to be super ancient.

The overall intent is to focus the Autobot characters more on the present and trim down on their experience advantage, so their friends in the Fleet have been their family and the first home their people have known for a long while. Certain characterization elements may be hard to preserve (such as Grimlock’s abuse for being a beastformer), so it may be things they have suffered outside the Fleet that motivated them to become heroes, so no one else would have to suffer as they have.

(This also means our core Fleet characters had a strong case of ‘all best friends while growing up’, which is always great!)

this also shifts some dynamics; such as the Grimlock and Pearl rivalry. It goes from him being an old warrior showing up ANOTHER old warrior to a hotshot bruiser who is trying to live up to an image as a knight proving himself to the Fleet’s greatest swordswoman that he’s NOT an aberrant freak, he is strong enough to protect EVERYONE and he’s strong enough to stand up to her, and she may even be his mentor here... his very, VERY reluctant mentor!

this also provides some fun character dynamics; for example, Sierra was Grimlock’s human buddy while they were both growing up, while Orion Pax/Optimus Prime was probably Rose’s protege. Or the other way around, honestly! he made her BELIEVE again...!

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Populist Imperialism

"The essential American soul is hard, isolate, stoic, and a killer. It has never yet melted."--D.H. Lawrence "An Indian who is as bad as the white men could not live in our nation; he would be put to death and eaten up by the wolves." --Sauk leader Black Hawk (1832) The following is from Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz, An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States: "Reconciling empire and liberty--based on the violent taking of Indigenous lands--into a usable myth allowed for the emergence of an enduring populist imperialism. Wars of conquest and ethnic cleansing could be sold to 'the people'--indeed could be fought for by the young men of those very people--by promising to expand economic opportunity, democracy, and freedom for all.... "It's not that Andrew Jackson had a 'dark side,' as his apologists rationalize and which all human beings have, but rather that Jackson was the the Dark Knight in the formation of the United States as a colonialist, imperialist democracy, a dynamic formation that continues to constitute the core of US patriotism. The most revered presidents--Jefferson, Jackson, Lincoln, Wilson, both Roosevelts, Truman, Kennedy, Reagan, Clinton, Obama--have each advanced populist imperialism while gradually increasing inclusion of other groups beyond the core of descendants of old settlers into the ruling mythology. All the presidents after Jackson march in his footsteps. Consciously or not, they refer back to him on what is acceptable, how to reconcile democracy and genocide and characterize it as freedom for the people." A few observations: 1. Note the reference to "inclusion of other groups...into the ruling mythology." This is what constitutes progressive politics and political correctness in the US. Populist imperialism, the ruling mythology (and integrally tied to the American Dream), never gets criticized or even recognized in this process. MLK, however, was not fooled. Just prior to his assassination, he began to have doubts about his life mission, namely getting black people to have an equal share of the economic and social pie. But what if the whole pie was rotten, was a lie? Who wants a larger share of a rotten pie? (He also began to make connections between foreign and domestic policy. Uh-oh.) 2. None of the presidents cited above questioned the ruling mythology, and it's a fair bet that all of them believed it. (JFK, for example, was very much a Cold Warrior, and "Camelot" was hardly a critique of populist imperialism.) How much more so, then, the typical American zhlob walking down the street? Could any of them, progressives included, stand outside of the American mythology, as did D.H. Lawrence and Black Hawk and MLK toward the end of his life? Progressives, for example, don't want a different type of nation; they just want a better version of the same nation. Bandaids for cancer, in effect. 3. Who are the true dissenters from this vision, then? Hard to say. Maybe, a few Native American tribes, along with 167 Wafers? I'm just guessing here, but I can't imagine that the total number of Americans who see through the b.s. amounts to more than 10,000 people. The remainder--on the order of 327 million--are enveloped in a mythological fog from which they will never escape (the Matrix, if you will). 4. The fog seems to get denser with each passing year. 2019 should be one of the foggiest on record. 5. Which is to say that the zhlobs cannot be stopped; if you think they can, you are a damn fool. (They are an elemental force, like the Amazon.) They march on blindly, into the future, overwhelming everything in their path, both at home and abroad; and the more the American Dream and populist imperialism fails them, the more patriotic they become (this has been documented statistically). And so to all reading this, whether zhlob or anti-zhlob, I say: Happy New Year! -mb

http://morrisberman.blogspot.com/2018/12/populist-imperialism.html

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10 Things From Blade Runner That Haven't Aged Well | ScreenRant

When it was released in 1982, Ridley Scott's sci-fi opus Blade Runner presented a genre bending film unlike any other previously seen by movie audiences. Following an elite law enforcement officer as he tracked down rogue robot sentinels made to appear eerily human, it offered a shocking view of the future. It wasn't clean and orderly like 2001: A Space Odyssey, or derelict and utilitarian like Alien, but gritty, bathed in neon, and financed by mega-corporations. There were sci-fi mainstays aplenty like flying cars and artificial intelligence, but they were blended with ideas of existentialism, nihilism, and humanism.

Soon it will be forty years since its release, and due to the fact that its vision of the future was based on the vision of a future from the perspective of creative minds in the '80s, certain aspects are dated. The ideologies and technologies of the era may have informed the movie making process, but the ideas and symbolism in Blade Runner are universal, and will always remain timeless.  Here are ten things about Blade Runner that haven't aged well.

10 THE TELEVISIONS

Like many science fiction films that predict the future, the technology they can demonstrate is often only as cutting edge as the technology from the era in which they're made. We see that time and time again in Blade Runner, while there are flying cars and holograms, there are pieces of very outmoded tech.

RELATED: 5 Reasons Blade Runner 2049 Is Better Than The Original (& 5 Why It Will Never Be)

There are still televisions that use a cathode ray tube, rather than LED backlit LCD technology, which we know dominates the television market today. Surely there'd be at least flat-screens in the time of Blade Runner? We see greater tech on display in Tony Stark's laboratory in Iron Man.

9 THE MUSIC

The soundtrack to Blade Runner is almost as famous as the film itself. Vangelis, who composed such enchanting scores as Chariots of Fire and 1492: Conquest of Paradise, uses his famous wall of sound technique to create soundscapes of synthesized opulence, evoking a futuristic symphony.

As much as some viewers will always love that sort of music, others will find it incredibly dated. Modern composers of Vangelis's ilk that favor electronica/percussive sounds, like Hans Zimmer, would alter the score to incorporate more urgency and varying senses of mood, which he did in Blade Runner 2049.

8 THE COMPUTERS

Blade Runner came out the same year as Tron, a science fiction adventure from Disney that not only pioneered 15 minutes of extensive computer animation, but focused on computers as the society-altering pieces of technology they were becoming.

With that in mind, the fact that Blade Runner included computers of the era in any capacity is extremely forward-thinking in 1982, but ages it beyond belief now. In 2019, the year the film takes place, we have computers in the palms of our hands that are a fraction of the size of the computers being used in the film.

7 THE FASHION

Despite it's efforts to be very eclectic, and be positioned in a future that incorporates many different cultures, architectural styles, and modes of dress, Blade Runner is still a movie made in the '80s. As such, the fashion on display is very much a product of its time, and very much stuck there.

From Batty's Billy Idol-inspired platinum hair, to Deryl Hannah's Adam-Ant-inspired makeup, to the copious amounts of vinyl, pvc, and spandex on display, everyone looks like some sort of pop star of the decade. Even Deckard wears a very '80s trench coat, with the sleeves shoved up to his elbows.

6 THE FILM NOIR VIBE

Much of the '80s borrowed much from the '40s in a variety of  ways; men's suits were often loose and double-breasted, women wore their hair like Old Hollywood starlets, and there was a surge in films set in that time period, like Indiana Jones and Romancing the Stone.

That being said, Blade Runner borrowed heavily from the film noir style, from the dimly lit interiors with light shot through the blinds, to the omnipresent feeling of dread in the rain soaked streets, and finally to the voice-over that ran over much of the theatrical cut. Audiences today probably won't pick up on all the references, unless they're cinephiles.

5 THE PACING

At the time of the film's release, the visuals, ambiance, and effects were so ahead of their time that audiences didn't even mind the pacing. It was slow, deliberate, and allowed viewers to savor the film's spectacle, as well as the ideas being presented.

These days, even original fans of the film might find it difficult to rewatch it, because for all the intellectual and visceral stimulation on the screen, there are parts where it lags in its narrative, and sequences that may come off as boring to anyone used to a faster editing process.

4 THE CONCEPT OF REPLICANTS

With the innovation in the field of Artificial Intelligence today, and futurists' discussion of the Singularity principle, it's becoming more and more easy to imagine a world with Replicants in it. However, the way Replicants were made to be in Blade Runner seems outdated.

They were developed for slave labor on off-world colonies, to do menial, onerous tasks deemed unattractive to people on Earth. Yet they were made to be able to eat, sleep, and even bleed. What would be the point of developing Replicants you couldn't tell weren't human? Especially as a labor force?

3 THE MATTE PAINTINGS

Many of the special effects in Blade Runner would look inline with the CGI visuals of today. The clever use of practical effects like miniatures, models, and the clever use of lighting and forced perspective camera angles enable it to be timelessly effective.

RELATED: Blade Runner: Every Version Of The Original, Ranked

One glaring visual effect that dampens the effect of the film's scope is the copious use of matte paintings. Unfortunately, even those of the Tyrell Corp building look less impressive than they did when the film was first released. Luckily the director's cut fixes much of the obvious brush strokes.

2 THE CARS

Most people, when asked to paint a picture of the future, allude to some flying cars or hover craft. It's safe to assume that will be the mode of transportation by the time Blade Runner takes place, so it's appropriate that Ridley Scott included that sci-fi mainstay.

What wasn't accounted for, of course, was that most likely by that time, cars will be self-driving. Even Blade Runner 2049 didn't get that right, and had Ryan Gosling's K driving his own vehicle. Given the fact of who and what he is, it makes that even more baffling.

1 ROBOTS GOING BERSERK

Whether it's because science fiction audiences are savvy to the plotline or they've watched The Matrix, I, Robot, and the Terminator films too many times, but the concept of robots going berserk and trying to kill humans is a ubiquitous trope by now.

Though it was a fresh concept when Blade Runner was made, it's not something that ages well because most viewers won't realize it was one of the first films to tackle it with an empathetic perspective in the Replicants' favor. We can also all agree Daryl Hannah doing backflips and trying to crush Deckard with her thighs is pretty hilarious.

NEXT: Indiana Jones: 10 Things From Raiders Of The Lost Ark That Haven't Aged Well

source https://screenrant.com/blade-runner-things-that-havent-aged-well/

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Mohammed's Migration Master Plan: How Islam Will Conquer the Earth

Merkel's Migration Master Plan has failed- because in her hubris she denies the power of faith.

East is east and West is west and never the twain shall meet. Western secularists who claim to understand the Eastern mind strain at Middle Eastern gnats and swallow Arabian camels by adopting the reductionist methodology of sanitising religion from the Eastern way of life and explaining the actions of Easterners purely through the Marxist matrix of poverty, equality or education.

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"Is it ok for Muslim parents to stop their kids having non-Muslim pals?" asks Mary Wakefield in this week’s Spectator. Her analysis is as naïve as that of a voyeur peeping through the keyhole of a glass door. Mothers of assorted varieties select their child’s peers through Jewish, Christian or private schools and if you were a devout Muslim mother would you want little Ali or Fatima snorting coke or having petting sessions with British classmates Tyler or Chantelle or that trans kid named Phoenix? Wakefield has a point. Even Katie Hopkins would have a fit!

But burrow a little deeper under the veneer of Western morals and mores and you can bet your last riyal Fatima’s mom has been browsing Muslim Mums Net and Mothers in Burkhas have been messaging her Qur’anic injunctions not to "make friendship with those who oppose Allah and his Messenger" (Sura 58:22) or "not to take the Jews and the Christians for friends" (Sura 5:51) or "not to take for intimate friends from among others than your own people" (Sura 3:118).

A Westerner like Justin Welby, Archbishop of Canterbury or his Cathedral deans in Southwark and Newcastle would hardly take seriously St John’s injunction to "not receive into your house or give any greeting" to a deceiver who denies Christ as the Son of God. They’re so bum-clenchingly inclusive they’d do just the opposite and fling open cathedral doors for post-Ramadan Iftar binges. So can one really imagine an Easterner sticking to her Qur’an’s teachings and treating religion like it is a way of life and not a hermetically sealed compartment unlocked for an hour on a Sunday morning?

Consider how Western secularists discuss immigration. If you’ve watched the movie The Man Who Knew Infinity – the story of India’s greatest mathematician Srinivasa Ramanujan and his time at Cambridge University, you will notice his mother’s revulsion at the thought of her son, a Hindu Brahmin, ritually contaminating himself by migrating to a Western country.

Starry-eyed Western secularists view the current tsunami of migration through the lens of the song Moon River as if the muscular men wearing Ray-Bans and leaving wives and children at home are "two drifters off to see the world" because "there’s such a lot of world to see".

Muhammad, the Prophet of Islam, had mapped out a master plan for migration and global domination centuries before the Führer and his dream of a Third Reich.

Muslim migration to the West is reaching the point of meltdown. Horst Seehofer, Germany’s interior minister, has given Merkel an ultimatum to agree a new migration policy or face a rebellion from her own government, threatening to bring her 13-year reign to an inglorious end.

Seehofer is scathingly critical of Merkel’s migration policy that has allowed over a million migrants into Germany since 2015. His "migration master plan" is a counter to Chancellor Merkel’s pie-in-the-sky "migration master plan" which began with an unhinged "you can all come" and climaxed with a megalomaniacal "Wir schaffen das" ("We can do this").

If Merkel had looked at migration through the Eastern eyes of pious Muslims, the Holy Mother of Migration would have known that Muhammad, the Prophet of Islam, had mapped out a master plan for migration and global domination centuries before the Führer and his dream of a Third Reich.

Libyan leader Muammar Gaddafi unveiled this migration master plan in his prophetic 2006 speech. "We have 50 million Muslims in Europe. There are signs that Allah will grant Islam victory in Europe – without swords, without guns, without conquests. The 50 million Muslims of Europe will turn it into a Muslim continent within a few decades," Gaddafi declared.

In their book Al-Hijra: The Islamic Doctrine of Immigration, Islamic scholars Sam Solomon and E Al Maqdisi give an insider view of how immigration is a bona fide doctrine of Islam and the recent tidal waves of migration are not just a random phenomenon but are methodically planned, as was Muhammad’s Hijra – his migration from Mecca to Medina.

The fact that the Islamic calendar starts with the Hijra testifies to how pivotal the Hijra is in the blueprint for Islamic global domination. A good Muslim follows Muhammad’s sunnah, his example, and imitates it in every area of his or her life. Muhammad’s own migration is the paradigm for today’s Muslims to emulate by migrating to non-Muslim lands and spreading Islam until its host citizens submit to Allah (Islam means "submission").

"Therefore, immigration is viewed as a transitional period of preparation for transforming the host society from an open, or non-Muslim, society into an Islamic society or at least one where Islam would be supreme," write the authors. Muhammad himself made it clear that "migration is a duty that needs to be upheld forever or until the earth has submitted to Islamic hegemony," they argue, citing Muhammad’s instruction in a hadith: "O people, immigrate, holding on to Islam, for Hijra or migration is to continue as long as jihad continues."

The first foundational principle for the creation of a successfully visible Islamic society is to be separate and distinct... Hijra and jihad are inseparable companions

Of course, not all Muslims migrate to seek this goal, but "even when the original intent of the immigrants is to seek other goals" they have a religious obligation to keep the ultimate goal of an Islamic society in sight.

This raises issues of integration and jihad. There must be no integration with the host society, unless it is for the purpose of "reconciling hearts" (Ta’leef al Qulub) or infiltrating institutions in order to "win over" individuals, since segregation is a foundational Qur’anic doctrine. The policy of segregation is based on numerous religious texts from the Qur’an and Hadith. "The first foundational principle for the creation of a successfully visible Islamic society is to be separate and distinct," state the authors.

If a society can be taken over by immigration, what is the need for jihad (striving in Arabic) or holy war? "Hijra and jihad are inseparable companions," say the authors. "Qur’anically speaking Hijra is always preceded by faith, and followed by jihad in the cause of Allah." They cite a number of verses to support their claim.

These Qur’anic verses string together the three concepts of "belief", "emigration" and "striving" (jihad). E.g. "Verily, those who have believed, and those who have emigrated and have striven hard (jihad) in the Way of Allah…" (2:218) or "Those who believed and emigrated and strove hard and fought in Allah’s Cause … are the successful ones" (9:20). Immigration and jihad are thus inextricably intertwined.

Immigration is followed by tamkeen or the consolidation and empowerment of the immigrant Muslim community, who will raise their voices demanding to be governed according to their own Islamic law, i.e. Shariah. The host society passively witnesses the Islamic takeover, first with horror, but are gradually conditioned to accept it as normal, to adopt it and ultimately to become part of it.

Migration will continue until the sun rises from the West

This takeover is accompanied by I’dad or preparation of the Muslim community to be a militant fighting force ready to wage jihad against those who have either refused to submit to Islam or against surrounding nations who are resisting Islam while the host country has surrendered to Islamic rule.

In the meantime, Muslim immigrants are to make concerted efforts for the total transformation of the host society. They are to make demands but couch them as requests for legitimate religious rights. Sporadic demands will mostly be viewed as ‘insignificant by the host society. Yet these demands have the inbuilt potential of undoing the whole system and ultimately ushering in the Shariah step by step,’ outline the authors.

There is no foreseeable end to Islamic immigration to non-Muslim lands. This is the most terrifying note sounded by Muhammad’s migration master plan. Muhammad himself underlines this in a hadith: "Migration will continue until the sun rises from the West, Hijra would not be stopped until repentance is cut off, and repentance will not be cut off until the sun rises from the West."

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If that happens, East and West will finally meet, because the West as we know it will have ceased to exist. Merkel’s dystopian vision of a new Europe will have completed the migration master plan Muhammad mapped out centuries ago, when he migrated from Mecca to Medina.

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Transforming Negativity into Light

Does it appear to you that the world is getting crazier?  More negativity that you might of experienced in the personal arena as in the political arena.  You may expect your family and friends to have discussions which might become a little heated; but not vicious or to the extent that you find yourself being either deleted or defriended on social media?  

Cell phones loaded with applications geared to catapult anyone into the spotlight may provide a forum or pulpit to spread ideas and philosophy.

Anyone can have their fifteen minutes of fame with the advent of youtube or younow platforms.  Some will show promise and become famous or infamous due to their character.   There are those who think it fair game to attack, criticize, and whatever suits their fancy as discourse.  Years ago it would be exciting and even exhilarating to engage with another human being in discussions and even debates regarding the no-go topics of Religion and Politics.  So sad to me and many others of my generation...(baby boomers)...

We were the generation of the freedom movement ....of free love, sex  and definitely freedom of speech.  We  were the generation of unity, a brotherhood and sisterhood, a family of sorts.....connected by a desire for world peace, love and understanding.   We had hoped that we could build a new world formed by universal brotherhood with love and the guiding force, exchanging ideas and dreams, living in harmony with the planet and all life upon it.  This was our dream and today it seems as though we shall never achieve it.  We scratch our heads now in dismay wondering, where could we of gone wrong?  The world seems to devolved instead of evolved. 

Daily we are bombarded with talking heads pushing their own opinions instead of stating facts and disbursing news across the globe.  Today we are agitated at the visceral between all political factions increasing the drama and stress in the hearts and minds of the masses.  Instead of unity, the New World forming is one of disharmony, distrust, dictate and the likes of control and tyranny never seen before.  Who could of believed that in this generation we would be living in the matrix of constant surveillance, threats for speaking your opinions and forget the free flowing exchange of ideas.  There is violence and tension between cultures of men and women.  There is racial hatred despite the accomplishments of our generation.  There exists an atmosphere of the possible rebirth of the brownshirts, the SS from the Nazi era.  We see the signs of extreme government over-reach and an outright disdain for our charter of liberties and the freedom to speak, and pursue your own vision and destiny to one of broken dreams and restrictions.  

Instead of the freedom to build businesses, to create and innovate with new technology and fill the needs of humanity....there is disdain for those who dare to take risks and build an empire.  There is much hatred for those who have dared to take huge financial risks and reaped huge financial rewards.

Countries across the globe are experiencing unrest and the cries of revolution in our own land.  You would think people would be fed up with war and conquest. Masses have demonstrated for the end to war one year and the next rant and rave about the possibility of outsider involvement in elections with no proof offered ready to take up arms because their candidate lost an election.  Do they not know the gravity of such threats?   To levy false accusations against any sovereign nation and threaten the leader and the nation’s people is a place where we never, ever would care to go.   We valued human life.  We would not want to kill a fly, animal ....and definitely not a human being.  For life was “sacred”  to most of us.  We were the “tres-huggers”...not the disrupters.  

There were revolutionists in our day too....we had the Weathermen, the Underground and their enticements to “kill your parents”  and those who were over 30 because they just could not grow fast enough to suit our level of superiority.   There was the Chicago Democratic Convention and the Students for a Democratic Society rioting in the streets and at the convention.  There were student protests at “Kent State” in Ohio where a small number of students were shot while unarmed, quietly protesting.  The older generation we surmised was feeling threatened by our radical ideas and political rhetoric.  We were fresh on the heels of the civil rights movement and the destruction and rioting which ensued had left a nasty taste in some people’s moths as they felt their very existence was under assault.  Well, my friends...the same situations confront us today, the rioting in our streets, private properties being destroyed due to a lack of respect for others.  There exists an apparent self importance with the youth of today and entitlement without personal responsibility.  We were the ones who joined the “Peace Corps” and volunteered to help make the world a better place.  We donated our money to PBS when it was a “public” network, today funded by subversive George Soros with an agenda and corporate foundations influencing the direction of thought and news.

We think that as we peruse the landscape today, we just might have something to offer the world in the way of advise because after all we have lived through great times, perilous times due to the Vietnam war.  Our generation has lived through not a single world war but enough wars to make us feel that enough is enough already!  Bloodshed is not our desire.  Love and brotherhood IS.

What legacy will your generation leave behind?   I am sorry that we have not succeeded where we had dreamt we might.  Youth seem uninterested in our experiences or wisdom for they think they have mastered it all already and know just exactly where they wish to be.  I wonder if they even know where that IS?  

May the good Lord above surround us with His love and His Light and guide humanity in the direction it should go.  The prospect of total destruction has never been so threatening. .Now is the time to bend to a higher authority, 

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So, as it turns out, my capacity for tyranny is actually fuckin huge and I'm really fucking good at it

I have so many more things to put in my book now

Peace Through Tyranny will be real circa 2048 and it'll still be sued by fucking Hasbro