Part I - The Wastelands of Lockdown

#gas$

2018 7 years ago

I met this girl who has been alive for 42 lifetimes. She has lived on repeat in this game for 1428 years. She lives in the red game with a group of nomadic hooligans that work as essentially actors in this world like the Truman show.

They are the ones that know. They are the ones pulling the strings. They are paid in drugs, cash or game play time. They give people their time and attention but are forced under penalty of death to never speak of the secret land of the red in which they reside. They have different jobs such as truck driver, cooks, escorts, bodyguards, drug dealers and trappers.

They live in different locations on set pretending to be different characters like hotel patron or campside group but they might actually be protecting a family on set that still has a strong ancestry or some valuable resource to someone's program. They have lived so many lifetimes that they do things we couldn't even fathom just to survive. It is a different sort of life to be banished to the red world. Inside the red world, no one comes out alive…

That is, of course, unless somehow, you make your way back into the blue game.

Once upon a time they lost their chance to be apart of society. This can happen by losing your way on drugs, crime, abnormality, mental illness or even being too good at art or gardening to efficiently. Even talking about or knowing about it became a crime. They were forced into different sections, divided by highways, sectioned on to different floors at work and given their breaks at the same time every year. They give us the illusion there are many more people in this country than there really are.

They keep the red group far away from the ones that still obey, working for the corporations that cram their bodies into tiny cubicles contorting their bodies and spending their money to ship items back and forth on interstates and planes to further their reach with an army sent from hell. There are more yellows than reds and less greens than reds. There are golds and other colors also.

These groups can control the flow of money for their mass, and could have millions under their rule, run drugs, have multiple wife's, that they hide all across the country in different places, convince people to absurd things and purchase items based solely on the idea that this is actually the state of the planet.

In the red world people are literally locked in cages, chained to walls, have giant orgys in the middle of work, and keep people locked in tiny rooms. They do drugs to get their information and eventually crash and burn. And that is exactly what they are designed to do.

But also inside this group is a strong subculture of artists, butchers and secret community venues with un accessible and unexplainable libraries of art. This world is filled with knowledge and community. From inside locked areas the red people can speak and do things like in Shredders hang out as long as they continue to work for the blue world, or stay out of the blue track completely. But without money and ‘time’ from inside the Blue they cannot survive and often eat things like rats to survive.

High ranking officers of the red army have access to a map from which they can watch the blue and red members operate and move around the board. To get this privilege the secret government needs to verify your allegiance by getting you to purger yourself until you are fully controllable.

These maps can literally detect where each person represented is located, what they are doing, when they are having sex, eating or pooping. They can literally contact their workers through satellite to be received like a radio receiver implanted inside their ear.

From some locations they can even watch you on TV. In bars and from your phone, some of the high ranked officers of the red army have different types of maps that can tell you different things and give you different features including communicating mobile to the mind of someone on drugs or with increased sensitivity to these vibrations. They can watch your every movement and orchestrate elaborate plans to get you moved to the red world and potentially take over your spot in the game. Some of them just want to play music. Some of them use their time to take advantage of people and some of them use their time to help. They have many absurd tricks to pull people out of the blue world and become part of their brooding red world order, either that or kill you and eat you. Hopefully you will come back in one of the underworlds. That’s what they tell people so they don’t have to do it them self.

Seriously. People are being harvested like cattle, turned into broth, then put into energy bars and bread. It started as a big problem until the artists came in. The ones who play music for their money and stay in the red world making it a viable place to live. They were the ones that took them down. The major corporations, the factories of death that once ruled The Wastelands of Lockdown, Red Town, where you can be locked up in jail or pissed on just for fun if someone outranks you. It is the land of dogs.

And it was all controlled by one map.

And now,

That map is in our hands.

This is a new Government. This is THE STATE OF THE ART.

It is nothing like the life of someone trapped in the game. Which is what they thought I was.

But while you were going to soccer practice, attending classes at the University and golfing at the club you didn’t even notice the army of Truckers and Snow Hounds that has already taken control of, if not this entire country, the entire world. Not only the highways and towns, but the most inner workings of our government, all the way up to the president. And it has been going on for years. I mean seriously… do I have to say his name? Did we really elect him?

It is painfully obvious. I would like to see an enemy of the Army of the Red Dog get a job after they had been blacklisted in one of Blue Sections of this fine country. You piss off the wrong people, you go against the wrong guy, you fuck the wrong person and the next thing you know, your kicked off the goddamn boat.

The theory, in essence is in two parts. Part one. The illusion, and part two.

The Truth.

What is their goal? To create an excessive amount of force and energy with which to plummet our planet into the next apocalypse.

But I guess it's fine, like what happened to my 1428 year old, blue boy walker, truman show lover, and best gal friend. The Loops. After the air becomes too thick to breathe from the f-150s, semi trucks, factories and nut jobs, apparently you can avoid that cryogenic sleep loop if you tunnel underground after the first signs of The Break.

You need to get underground until the air clears up. It's the last chance at life you are ever going to get. If you're lucky, you’ll make it to that last generation, before the ozone disappears completely from all the holes,

the ones we made.

All that smog and the pressure we created with the cars and trucks, cows, farm equipment, roadways and over passes.

If you out last the smog you can make it a second round with all your memories intact like a rocket scientist trapped in the limited body of a tiny maggot. After 42 lifetimes things get pretty drab.

But in all honesty. The game's been treating me fine. Me and my friends snake played a little trick on them and while I racked up points and rose to the top of the scoreboards, hiding my stats and giving their the map the stats of riptides 5 foot long snake.

And now. Just like that. I am the Red Dog.

On my way out of Moab, when you are going up the mountain towards Denver, in between the two tunnels on the road. There is an overpass that separates the two lanes of traffic into different levels. Oncoming traffic is not visible. Underneath the roadway is a river, above it are two towering ridges that hug the perimeter of the throughway. This is one of the factory locks. You might remember a building on the left side of the road. This is the only way out, this is one of the most guarded locks in the country. Under the high roadway. It looks like some sort of manisple facility with viewing windows on to the road.

In the pathement there are two cuts on either side of the two lane road. The cuts go crosswise and you can see it as you drive by.

It is literally a drawbridge.

They monitor the traffic far before you reach the lock. They have been monitoring you since god knows when, but especially after you were deemed red by the system. You started a dope band, lost your job, got in trouble with the wrong people or just knew too much.

Somewhere before the drawbridge I passed a car that had been demolished. Teetering on its side. No one was in it.

But really. If you think about it. There is no way in hell that they could get away with that. Someone would find out. No way an entity as strong as this, would leave behind any traces of their body count.

I think a easier more untraceable way would be just checking someone off the highway into a ditch. No one would be able to know what happened to old Jim in the truck after he started spouting off a bunch of nonsense and moved off the land of the red.

Now. What do we do?

 Part II - Outcast for deviants above succession.

#gas$ • 7 years ago

In the top of skyscrapers, in caves, in safes at casinos, old churches and temples across the world there are computers that can tell you what people are doing and mathematically determine logical outcomes by the options at hand. To an extent that our available technology is not even close to understanding.

Every morsel of food, every animal, every fish is accounted for on the map. Just by ever coming with in 5 feet of a active map you immediately lose your blue rank.

A blue rank is a non visible license to carry about living your daily life working in coffee shops or grocery stores and going through airports. You can have multiple levels of rank in the blue world depending on you ancestry and whether you are actively involved with some pivotal piece of the government structure. This is most easily represented as money. Who has more money is a easy way to see. But sometimes, in this zoo, someone cold have 3 or four lives in different cities working as different characters. Most people in the blue world don’t even know what they are living in. It is essentially a zoo for people with enough money or self motivation to keep going. And for Greens and reds and blues to monitor and ridicule of the citizens of blue who are non trained non licensed blues.

Many blues are in slavery and don't even know it. Some do but choose to live inside the lines to not risk deportation. Most people over the age of 30 know something is happening to at least a small degree. Some greens have wives scattered all across the country and literally rent humans in the red zones because greens can go into both sections. Each map is different and not all greens have maps. Depending on who their sponsor is and where they are in the hierarchy of the the red dog a map is actually a very rare thing to obtain. Even the maps that do exist are subject to the higher program so unless you are top dog, you will never know if your map is actually 100% accurate.

People from the red world that live all around us, the greens, they are part of the community. And as long as they don’t speak of the truth to any of the citizens of the blue, traditional law, they continue to live their daily lives happily inside the zoo.

Red You can acquire a red rank by doing something that is against the law, or totally discrediting, with evidence. Purging yourself as collateral to work for the red army is a common practice. But this leaves you with the predicament of living life on repeat for eternity until you figure out how to pay your way back into a blue situation with a timeline that can make it to the end, and the beginning thus completing the circuit.

If you give up your blue status voluntarily someone else can take your identity and you must stay in the shadows of the red world for eternity. A safe full of trading cards guarded in the depths of one of the red fortress’s across the country is what makes this dog army run. They have this evidence cataloged with notes of sexual preference, recent internet searches, credit card history and they even have possible ways of eradicating individuals, towns or even the entire nation.

Once you lose your blue card you can either be escorted out or they can just wait for you to leave if the situation isn't pertinent. Jail is also an option. If you leave the blues alone, they usually leave you alone, but if they need someone to do something, no one will ever know what happened to you.

They have red locks in basements, hotels and office buildings throughout every city in the country.

Green. You are a Red with a permit to live in the Blue areas. You would show up green on the map, protecting it’s origin.

Police can be Green or Blue but the police department and the government is mostly run by greens. Every pivotal role. There are also other colors such as yellow or gold. Greens average life time is 4-100 life times.

What they are monitoring is the ancestral line. Each team has a horse in the race to the finish line, hoping that their team will make it to heaven. Some of them know, but most of them don’t know the end game, and some of them know the end game but not the current situation. They are trying to make the race as short as possible so they can make it the most efficient game possible. Just like golf. They think that if they continue their family line past the point of doomsday that they will not only reach, but be heaven also.

But the truth is that, it is not each individual timeline that is important for this game. It is the timeline of the earth that is being documented. I am not the pivotal role that holds water for the rest of the world. I am not a horse being driven by the lines of humanity. To right this wrong we will have to give them a show. We need to be these characters that I am talking about and prove to them that there is something above us working in mysterious ways that can obviously transcend any physical capacity and recognize that yes, it is possible to change things. That is the message. Even if it means making a lie. An alternative motive to stop CO2 from literally ending the planet and snuffing every living thing out. We are the government. This is not going to stop unless we try.

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