High-tech Slum

As I have experienced the life in the past decade, it seems like the real prime minister of this country is Rocco Siffredi. I saw 9/10th of the iceberg that is submerged underwater and it's basically the hidden sociological reality and this reality acts as a layer between your real self and your external perception and persona. The beauty about the world, as I realised, is that the truth of the world, not the earth but the world, can be audited. This realisation was beautiful to me. Millions of innocents have lost lives, and millions more keep losing their lives. Though the setup for the common people who are below the glass ceiling is that of an unthinking and mathematical "all of that is mine is mine only and all of what is yours is also mine" kind of a exploitation machine where they have just one percent free will and agency over themsleves but complete accountability and responsibility of what transpires and happens through their bodies and minds. My journey has been quite interesting, I first chose escape into fantasy and then thinking that it is cowardly exposed myself to gritty reality and finally realised that all eight billion people have different realities and for majority of them those realities are artificially manipulated, yes, even in backward regions like Purvanchal and Bihar too. Escapism then becomes the correct answer, and I prefer I kind of escapism that doesn't trouble others though that's not the general approach of this nation in which the privileged prefer hedonism that is fulfilled from rape and sadism. I have my plans, dealing with culture, aesthetics, and the things that are important to me. I want to explore the land of golden-tailed foxes, enchanted forests where nature spirits and apsaras come to dance in the silver moonlight. I want to explore the world where young boys genuinely feel about motorcycles and ride cafe racers from one dhaba to another. If this country is not under direct control of Whites and Muslims, and the controllers of this nation are indigenous and have autonomy, then the controllers of this nation have failed and very miserably. Though ultimately it's good for them as they have fortified the stratas, are neck deep in hedonism and sadism and have ensured that absolute control of people is not enough and terrible suffering should be meted out to them as well. This country is a joke and not a good joke. I struggle with my mental capabilities to write about culture, a thing I want to do so desperately, because beautiful part of the culture is disappearing fast, in fact the majority of it has already disappeared. I'm hoping that I will be able to write about the culture as I want to, and I will be able to write about the subcultures I, like the kids these days say, fw with. We are living in a penal colony, and it would be extremely sad if the one who control this shit are indigenous and have complete autonomy. The level of psychology, as I have seen personally, is very low and at this point is basically straight up Pavlovian. I however have plans of expanding on enchanted forests. I will plant a tree everyday until the enchanted forest comes into existence populated with golden-tailed foxes, bathing in silver moonlight and filled with the scent of wildflowers, and hopefully apsaras would descend on the earth to dance in these forests.