You only get to Watch

 Out living life.

Global scale:
Divide & Conquer worked so well, so predictably well yet far succeeding its actual intent, that it's nearly unimaginable. And devastating.
It's a bit cruel, even, but with psychopath's behind the control system, 
I mean, and mass obedience being the mainframe...
It's good to stay away from those giantous gears, because it's doing itself in anyway.

It's not just a pity party, it's realtime destruction,
and the one's you could commune to about any of it,
well man, they want you dead. That's a neck to the gear-grind right there,
Not worth it and the smart ones by now had skipped out.

I didn't foresee pavlovian, Tavistock Neuro-Lingual setoffs, 
that whole "they're cattle!" thing... that it was that deep,
It really is, and Media really are the true gods, to 'em.
That the time line could have been a"Fess up, this is Kali Yuga,
farther, deeper, congruently smooshed right in" any more at all, at all.

I'm not collecting chips with cheating odds in a gambler's joint that is going to collapse.

So have fun desperados! 
Because this show, it's fucked!
Ending credits were three plays ago.

The real big money was in brainwashing.
It's so easy but not everyone has the heart for it.
Me, I'm still an innocent so that was no go.

There's some image drawing out there somebody's by the railtracks
and it's this endless line of people tied to the tracks, all blood barble and blurble
coming out of everyone which the railtrain is just towing, tackering and smooshing
across them all.  
And it says You Only Get To Watch.

That means words, truth, proof, interest of concern, rejoining where that reality split had occurred in the collective being just plain irreparable, 
that hook was set. 

Cool, here, you're all good on 
The Great Reset now.