Alright America, the day has come. It is time to choose. So what’s it going to be, the red pill or the blue pill?
“You take the blue pill, the story ends. You wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in Wonderland, and I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.”
Breaking Out of The Matrix
You’ve heard all this right? That we are actually living in a computer simulation? At least according to people like Elon Musk, and the high profile physicists, scholars and philosophers who gathered in New York last year to debate it. Moderator Neil deGrasse Tyson, director of the Hayden Planetarium, put the odds at 50-50 that our entire existence is a program on someone else’s hard drive. “I think the likelihood may be very high,”
Perhaps, of course, this isn’t true, but imagine for a second that it is. Imagine that everything we know—our whole world and everything in it—is essentially a line of code. That means that my very perception of the world is created, written and shaped, much like it is through the media. So what does this really mean? Come with me down the rabbit hole and I’ll show you…
Proud To Be An American
I was 6 weeks pregnant with my first daughter when I boarded a plane at 8am on the morning of September 11th. My husband and I had flown out of New York the day before, to Toronto, and on 9/11 we were flying from Toronto to Montreal. When we landed at about 9:30am not only did we not know what was going on and everyone we know feared we were dead (unaware that our flight out of NY was the day before and with all the confusion at that moment), but we were outside America! This was a visceral feeling on that morning, watching the news of the attacks from the Toronto airport, deeply uncertain we were going to be able to get home. We were able to rent the last car at the airport and headed for the border. My husband and I were traveling with someone he worked with at the time, a European citizen. Still we managed to cross back into the US. During the 30 hour drive to Florida, where we lived, not only did we drive right by the smoldering collapsed towers, my husband and I staring absently across the river in teary shocked silence, but we listened to this non-American tell us how this was all our fault. For thirty hours straight. And as we listened on the radio to President Bush’s emotional address, our non-American travel companion often scoffed at his words, rolling his eyes, even seeming disgusted. But none of that registered at all—other than being deeply offensive. My husband and I were clinging to the President’s every word. We were terrified and utterly confused, like all Americans on that day.
From that moment on I didn’t care what the government had to do to keep us safe, I didn’t understand why anyone would want to hurt us, I thought we were the good guys. My simulation created idea of what America had been doing around the world was intact, in fact now it was stronger than ever. Installing democracies was a good thing, being the world’s police was nice of us, toppling “bad leaders” was righteous, and so on. And those were just the things I knew about. I never once thought our own government would do the wrong thing, and it never did occur to me that anyone profited off war—remember, I was young. Plus I know that our US service men and women are good honorable people, the best, and so we were the best. The end.
The Truth is a Bitter Pill
Long before the 2016 U.S. election, Wikileaks had been publishing documents that had been revealing what our government and governments around the world were doing in our names; war crimes, censorship, illegal activities, humanitarian, environmental, and human rights atrocities. Though I, for one, was not reading them. I didn’t even know they existed really, until the DNC leaks.
After that, everything changed. And while the world was trying to figure out if Wikileaks was the Russians, or paid by the Russians, or in any way involved with the Russians (Remember how the cries of ‘it was the Reds,’ of Russian involvement irrupted from not only the left but all of Washington almost instantaneously) I was busy reading thousands of enlightening things on Wikileaks. And my perspective was shifting, my mind was being blown open about what our government has been doing since the late 70’s. Everything was beginning to make so much more sense!
Do you know that the United States has been at war for 93% of our existence?
Perhaps we are living in a computer simulation, and perhaps Wikileaks isn’t the reds, as they’d like you to believe, it is the red pill. The one they want us to avoid at all costs—for it causes us to awaken. Considering ‘the blue pill’ has been downloaded into our collective mainframe as Viagra, ‘take the blue pill,’ sex, youthfulness, happiness, it does nothing but strengthen the simulation argument.
Red, bad. Blue, good. Republican, bad. Democrat, good. Russian, bad. Viagra, good… I mean America, good. (wink)
So, Here’s Your Red Pill… If You Choose to Take It
Last month Wikileaks published documents proving that the CIA spied on the French Presidential candidates in the lead up to their 2012 election. “The CIA assessed that President Sarkozy’s party was not assured re-election.” So… everyone needed to be spied on?
Today, Wikileaks revealed that, some time ago, “the CIA lost control of the majority of its hacking arsenal, an extraordinary collection, which amounts to more than several hundred million lines of code, and gives its possessor the entire hacking capacity of the CIA.”
No matter how you feel about leaks (an opinion likely shaped for you by the talking heads of the 2016 election) we are better off knowing information about what our government is doing, and doing wrong, than not knowing it. And who was going to tell us? Them? The hard truth is this. We have given our power over to others who have been mishandling it, profiting from it and manipulating us by it for a very long time. The leaks today are a piece of our power restored, plain and simple.
It is not republicans vs democrats. It is not even the people vs the government. It is the truth vs the absence of truth. And the red pill is simply a metaphor for the truth.
Now I know all of our heels are dug in to the left vs right, the liberal vs conservative infighting paradigm, but where has it gotten us? Friends and loved ones no longer speaking because they feel differently about Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump? This is the very way in which we allow the subjugation of our power, it is the means and method by which we stay trapped in the illusion that our power is outside ourselves—we place it in a candidate or an institution. But once you being to see everything for what it is, a binary matrix for the management of our consciousness, it all drops away. All you have to do is see the illusion for it to shatter. Then the pandering become obvious, the tactics transparent, and you see partisanship for what it is, a silly little hyper loop to nowhere.
Let it go—stop attaching your opinions or voting preference to your concept of who you are and so much room will open up for your consciousness to expanded.
America, The Beautiful
Personally, I don’t think America has yet stepped into the fullness of her destiny. But I do believe that we, the American people, have the will and intention to bring forth love and beauty and magic into the world. The past is fixed but the future is not, and the more we know the truth the better. Right now our house is very out of order, those who’ve been entrusted with running the tasks of our government have forgotten their function. It’s up to us to remind them, to demand and seek truth in all its forms. Then we can all move into our unbound destinies, we can become truly proud to be Americans—because it will be us, being in our own power. Americans are wonderful generous kind people, if we keep our government in its place and keep the truth first, we can begin to spread light and prosperity to the world.
Love & Light, Tiffany, author of The Oldest Soul Trilogy
Oh, and by the way, here’s the 9/11 red pill…