Apologies to readers looking for the next chapter from the Book of the Future.
Creating a little me time to remember who I am before I’m completely forgotten…
Ever since about age 5, I’ve seen the world from a sarcastic/cynical/satirical perspective, in total awe of those who take their lives so darn seriously.
When I get bored, I analyse myself for entertainment.
The distribution of resources – raw, processed, assembled, manufactured – is never perfectly smooth.
Would you say Jericho was brought down by an earthquake and local tribes, looking to expand, entered the city, claiming manifest destiny rather than eminent domain?
Is it anyone’s fault if resources are instantly available to those who are willing to take full advantage of the situation?
Imagine building an atomic weapon that’s encased inside a wormlike device.
You’re hired to drill oil wells for the local tribe.
To ensure your future, you drill the wells but send atomic worms to the bottom of the well and let them “eat” their way into strategic locations deep underground.
One day, when the local tribe decides it’s had enough of you, it sends you away and takes over the resources for itself.
You remotely trigger an atomic worm to detonate, poisoning the oil and causing earthquakes throughout the region.
Word spreads.
Local tribes don’t interfere with your desire to “share” their tribal oil with you.
The same for water, the elixir of life.
The list goes on and on.
You toucha my resources, I breaka your fingers.
From thermostat redesign to atomic worms, one person, whose thoughts idle, makes a difference.
Or, when elites have immunity from the law of the land, anarchy is not far behind.
Best be invisible and rule the world, nudging the people ever so slightly in order to accomplish goals that take millennia.
The year 3011 is not that far away.
Next goal: 14072 days to go.
Last thought for the day: If I don’t give protection for my local financial institutes to fund my economy, and they fail, will foreign financial institutes take over? Who’ll be the figurehead leaders, then? Who will really control the global economy? And how will I get the resources I need to send life off this planet? See where this is going, don’t you? Read about it in the next free chapter from the Book of the Future, written by you every day…