Thursday, 29 August 2024
Newspeak
You had a vast internal life, until it was decimated. It's 1984, only that it is being perpetuated by depraved idiots. It was a great time when you could plan your novel and you didn't know that writing it was futile. You still write, but only what is important. You may still write your novels, ideas of two of them are in your head fully formed but you don't think you'd ever publish them. In the past decade you have realised that an uneventful life is privilege which doesn't happen but is actually dispensed to the privileged otherwise it's exploitation, rape and sadism along with murder running amok in the background and since all of this is invisible it is passed off as fate or the God's will. You don't want to publish because you know that it won't make a difference, people think what they want to think, and what is aligned to their interests, as far as books being a source of entertainment goes, that time has gone. It's the time of short form content, people entertaining other people, and (pardon me!) only idiots (like me) read books anymore. This country is not even trying to hide shit anymore. People on social media like YouTube and X are either paid propagandists or have been groomed since the start to dispense propaganda. The film industry, especially the Hindi language one, makes movies for the cattle class and to delude them, good movies are a thing of past, remember truly entertaining movies of Hrishikesh Mukherjee and David Dhawan and the likes. It's anyway time of the OTT. What is is an ultimate win for a novelist? That his novel is adapted for film. It happened to Harry Potter, Twilight, Hunger Games, Godfather and countless others. But what if the very act writing and creating, and even making films becomes irrelevant and just remains for deluding the masses hiding it behind the facade of entertaining them? The world has changed a lot in the past decade, and mostly due to social media. You had your Tumblr where you saved your inspirations for your creativity, you had your own creative world, until it was destroyed for no reason. You realised that 1984 was no fiction and if anything it was an understatement. You realise that and all film, all books become meaningless. You stopped watching films, except for superhero movies because they are childhood habit, but you still read books, though now you read them as another person's perceptions of reality and their approaches to deal with them. You know what the reality is, at least in this country, sex and money, power has already been established. It's sex and money, and sex comes first because it's a man's world quite literally, women and other men and sex slaves and slaves respectively. Do not fall for the bullshit but be able to play along while they sings songs of virtues, sacrifice, compassion, welfare, harmony, coexistence and bullshit like that. It's a curfew out here along with a stampede where everyone is running covering their asses to not to get sodomised by God's grand plan. There are no novels to be written, just resources to be gathered to keep one's loved ones safe, as long as one can.
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