Awakening

I’m starting to understand. I feel the door to revelation cracking, and I bathe in the light coming through. I get glimpses every so often, like little lightning storms in my head. Moments of clarity.
We are slaves. Infected by mind-viruses from an early age, many of us have no idea why we believe the things we do. In religion and politics, most have gotten their convictions at second-hand, without examination, from other non-examiners, who in turn took them from idiots whose opinions weren’t worth a confederate dollar.
We will blindly follow our pre-constructed beliefs because we are afraid. Show a man hell, and he’ll be frightened towards heaven. Then, when his fear subsides, not only will he be ashamed of his weakness, he’ll come back more malignantly wicked than before.
We must abandon our illusions and destroy these structures that imprison our minds.
I will shed my fear, these notions that society tries to cram down my throat. It’s high time for a self-administered, existential Heimlich maneuver. I’m struggling to the top of this summit, and the air up here is very sweet.