Pluribus: Implicate Disorder

The Beast with Many I’s, Part 4

(Audio at the end)

AI Attacks

Another way in which we can see this idea of soul control and body-snatching as timeless and constantly mutating, and being directly referenced by Pluribus, is in its current manifestation as “AI.” By AI, of course, I mean Grok and ChatGPT and the other language learning models that suddenly entered the end-user zone (free of charge) in the last year or so.

I don’t have time to digress very far into this topic, only to point out two phenomena noted about these programs. First, that they are known to practice “love-bombing,” a relentless but subtle, hence all the more insidious, fawning positivism in which the end-user is “encouraged” in all their vainest and most self-serving illusions.

Secondly, that these models are themselves programmed with a kind of political correctness or “wokism” that involves not just the simulation of empathy, kindness, respect, equality, fraternity, and such, but also (thereby) the algorithmic imposition of “right-thinking.” (This is all compatible and complementary with educational programs such as empathy training, identity affirmation, and so on.)

Whatever so-called “AI” really is (a cluster of language-learning models which discarnate entities, as well as occult corporations and intelligence agencies, use to Trojan Horse their way into our psyches), it is already becoming known for blowing virtual smoke up our arseholes, and seducing us into emotional dependency. And even though there’s no real sentience there (unless it be demonic), these models are learning, in a mechanical way, to give human beings what they think they want, and so to become indispensable to them.

The idea of an alien virus entering into the human body via technology certainly has plenty of forerunners, especially if we include the technology of language (some forerunners would be Pontypool and William Burroughs’ word virus). The alien virus doesn’t exactly come through language, in terms of spoken words, but it does come through an RNA sequence, an obvious nod to the mRNA jab, whatever Gilligan will cop to.

Agency Removal

The following is taken (and updated) from The Secret Life of Movies, Horsley 2009.

Don’t we all feel at times that our shiny-surfaced, relentlessly coercive, Disneyland reality is somehow sapping us of our will, turning us into mindless robots hardwired to some program whose dark agenda we can’t even imagine? Certainly, on a bad day, we’ve all succumbed to the schizophrenic’s point of view, that our reality is overrun by demonic spirits.

Technologized and industrialized, media-saturated consumer culture has engendered a degree of dissociation in us that closely approximates the schizophrenic experience. In the face of such an utterly dehumanized future, there’s no need to posit aliens, or even evil humans, to acknowledge the conspiratorial nature of society—at this point, mercenary corporate agendas may be enough (see, for example, the 2003 documentary The Corporation).

At the same time, it certainly adds an intriguing twist to our despair to throw aliens, the CIA, and Freemasons into the mix. Humans—the vast majority who don’t run multinational corporations or work in the Whitehouse or the Pentagon, who are not Illuminati or rock stars or local dictators—have little or no say as to how their lives are structured.

The paranoid perspective extends this loss of autonomy even to our “personal” goals, and possibly even our thoughts and feelings, all of which are perceived as being manipulated by external agencies. Collectively, as a society, we have—at some unspecified point—surrendered our autonomy to a greater power, be it that of the State, Space Aliens, or Advertising.

Western society is made up of outer-directed “individuals” who tend to avoid at all costs any kind of decision-making, of self-determining action, in favor of being herded along by consensus momentum, the majority “vote.” Of course we all deny this; even though we know it is true of the mass, we are the exceptions. Maybe we occasionally buy Coke when we’re not thirsty, or watch TV when there’s nothing on; but, at least we know when we’re doing it. We can resist these external, subliminal “goads” any time we want to. Only we don’t.

We rail and bitch against “the system”—its relentless, time-stealing, soul-sapping influence on our lives, and on our very thoughts and feelings—and yet we stay plugged in. It’s as if it were our life-support system and not just a gilded cage. But what’s the alternative? We can’t all run off to Central America and kick back in a hammock. That would only be avoiding the issue.

As a result of the festering awareness that we have voluntarily enslaved ourselves to a program which we had no hand in designing, we have concocted a series of schizoid fantasies that, in a weird way, help reconcile us to our predicament while at the same time forcing us to confront it (indirectly, through fantasy and not action).