Banana Town

The ability to imagine is the most beautiful thing and when that is snatched from you it’s one of the biggest losses that you can incur. We, however, are talking about an entity that snatches basic cognitive functions and basic things like memory, so crying about imagination is a long shot. I guess I have cracked the code and that’s why I’m peaceful. All you got to have is money and money is a hard thing to come by for lesser mortals. Hard work just doesn’t cut it anymore. Anything I write about has a basis in the right of a human being to be able to earn money through hard work, feed his family and then chill in his house or a garden. This is basic, and yet it is a hard thing to do and for many almost impossible. When God is corrupt there is not much can be done, except trying of course, one should always try and keep trying. I mean stratifying the society based on their cognitive functions, seems okay as cognitive functions directly translate into abilities but then this shit is deeper than this. Cognitive functions are allotted, and if someone is genetically blessed with better cognitive functions, they are capped. Not only this people’s abilities are consistently sabotaged. A lot of what I say these days sounds like conspiracy theories and crazy talk but then I just write to document my experiences for posterity, and I and my scientifically inclined mind have taken enough time to become sure of what I’m talking about. I didn’t want to be the first person to break it to the world, or in more accurate terms, the lesser world, but guess one can’t really change their fate, and which make me suspect that there might be after all, a cosmic entity greater than this corrupt political providence we live under. I have gone through some shit, and I realise that if what happened to me can happen to a person like me who just believed in doing his work, reading books and chilling with his friends, no one is safe. The ones who control the lives of people in this country are like mad dogs biting anyone they come across and by biting, I mean, exploiting, humiliating, raping and murdering and it goes unnoticed as an act of God. It was sad for me to realise that whatever happens to people and families in this country is not God’s will but the will of the rich who have sealed themselves in positions of power forever, though that forever only lasts until the sun explodes, still, it’s a long-long time. The setup is like this you can lose all access to your body and mind and still you would be held responsible for the things “you” did during the period you had no control over your mind and body. Basically, you’d be held accountable for things you didn’t even do. It’s framing at a level where resistance is not even possible, the least you can do is save your true self but before that you’d need to find it, which is again a hard thing to do in a setup like this. I like writing fiction, but I find it difficult to write it because of the poverty of imagination that I have in the present and if I decide to write it I must do it by instinct. Instinct works well sometimes but it gets difficult if you are planning to write a bigger body of work, like a novel. Though the realisation of the actual political setup of this country has made writing kind of redundant for me.