Natasha is a 31-year-old Black
woman who infuses traditional African print fabrics into contemporary femme
fatale fashion to frame her near fallacious form.
She Tweets regularly
about
the
awful
brutality that white policy enforcers
inflict on Black men who are innocent of crime, and has
numerous Facebook posts about the spiritual necessity of
“Black Love.” Her publicly expressed desire on the NSA’s
blue and white wall of revealing is to see more “Black kings” at her
activist-oriented community functions.
However, in
real life, Natasha intentionally avoids making eye contact with all
of the
“Black
kings”
she passes in the street. She completely ignores them even if they politely wish
her a good afternoon. Natasha really thinks that
every Black man is an unscrupulous sexual predator just scheming
to get a thick slice of her precious pussy pie. Much
like the racist white cops whom she criticizes, she believes that every Black
man, regardless of how he carries himself or what he’s accomplished in his
life, is a stupid Black Buck ruled by passion, and aspiring to nothing more
than an opportunity to pin her pum-pum to a
firm mattress.
Natasha—who grew up watching her mom
make the beast with two backs with lustful low lives and delusional
derelicts—is psychologically, a racist white cop with a Black vagina. For her,
the Black man is only a “King” to the extent that he's a willing tool
to be used to forward her self-serving political agenda. Natasha is one woman,
but she is paradoxically, many women. You will be able to identify her based on
how she expresses fake love online.
Marcus is a
42-year-old RBG web warrior on YouTube who is passionately
outspoken about the Black
girls missing in Washington D.C., but completely ignores the 6 Black boys who are
also missing. Marcus is wildly popular on just
about
every social
media platform you can name.
Black men look at him and see the
stand-up guy they want to be. Black women want him to burn his hot candle wax
deep in their throats because they delight in his flaming oratory and
supremely chiseled muscular build.
Marcus never knew his own dad. His
mom was an innocent bystander murdered in a drug turf war. Marcus
receives several requests a
year to speak
publicly on how to foster healthy Black families.
In real life, however, he’s
delinquent on his child support payments and won’t even try to
see his own
daughter whom he conceived with a Black woman. Marcus
is the same man who tells us that the Black
woman is God in his videos.
He’s never been the head of a Black
household where he has a woman and
children who depend on him, yet speaks with brazen authority on Black
nation-building, as if a healthy family of his own isn’t a building block for
the strong nation he pontificates about. Marcus is one man, but he is
paradoxically, many men. You will be able to identify Marcus based on how he
pushes morality online.
What causes Marcus
and Natasha to project the Highly Moralistic online personas in
the virtual world that are so far removed from the self-aggrandizing narcissism
that
best describes their way of life? It’s
because they are cyber energy vampires who
obtain spiritual nourishment by aligning themselves with hot
button issues of the day that have the Black community’s
attention.
They’re pretty much the social
media
equivalent of that ugly female flunkie who
gets close to the pretty girl in hopes that some of that
attention will rub off on her. The “pretty girl” in this case is
whatever
calamity
is trending in the news cycle concerning the global Black experience.
Trending news stories are cultural
currency for those who are actively investing in their own social capital in
this User Matrix, where human beings are props and tools for personal agendas.
If global banking became centralized under Google, would a person’s credit
score be based on their social media
popularity? It would be if the goal is to get everyone using social media.
Yet while some
people use its platforms as tools to generate interest in
their services, products, and initiatives, others are only looking to spend
that currency on etheric cyber cocaine, which they snort from glass monitors
like wild pigs in a sty. These pretenders want to get high off of the raw attention of an enflamed
virtual world audience, even if it means lying to themselves to get that
attention.
Natasha and Marcus delude
themselves into believing that they are serving their community when they are
only feeding their Narcissistic hunger for attention by
inundating you with bad news.
Bad news travels fastest and farthest
among citizens who are under emotional duress. When
you're stressed out and in survival mode you become magnetized to Bad News because you want to know what may
ultimately destroy you by pushing you over the edge. A fighting man afraid of heights always knows
the ledge.
The loyal purveyors of Bad News are
viable investments in the Black Woe-Is-Me Market, coordinated by a racist white
Liberal money-making media machine. These liberals don't want your brain heated
with the colorful spectrum of mind glow, where ignorance is gutted with a pen stroke. Pushing
their Marxist atheism, they’d rather see
you stay “woke.” Vampires are “woke,” but they are also the undead.
How do we kill these cyber energy
vampires who get an emotional charge from our masochistic affair with
mainstream media? How do we drive diamond-encrusted gold Ankh stakes into the
chests of these parasites who consume
our attention and focus, but give us nothing but Sad Tomorrows in return?
We do it by loving
them through PATIENCE and a willingness to point out error through constructive
criticism so that they can move closer toward actually becoming who they want us to THINK they are, because in reality, that's who they truly desire to be. And if they
don't listen to corrective instruction, we withdraw our attention and drown them in our collective indifference.
From there we spread good news,
humor, and inspirational content through
our personal platforms of influence. This helps to reinforce a culture of
personal transformation and self-improvement. When these things are in motion,
then the cyber vampires will die from digital blood thirst. Give tender
instruction. Spare the rod. The death of a vampire is the birth of a god.
Fake news, which is usually negative,
has become highly influential in the
United States. This is because people on social media share attention-grabbing
headlines BEFORE reading the fucking article
to determine its journalistic viability based on common sense and
critical thought.
Some folks share these fake stories
because they genuinely intend to read
the article at a later time, unaware of the fact that it’s completely bogus.
Many, however, never had such intentions. They
impulsively share because they know that the article will bring
attention to THEIR pages, which places the spotlight squarely on THEM, even if
that spotlight is very dim and blows out completely after the NEXT person
viewing their post clicks the share button.
The share continues the vicious cycle
of deception. In today’s climate, it’s conceivable that an article can get 100
shares on a social media platform, but just 10 actual reads from viewers. The
content of the article means nothing to a
lot of people. The only thing that matters is the amount of personal
attention that the headline affords them after they share it. A lot of people
don't have any tangible proof that they actually exist outside of their social
media interactions. Western culture is a culture of alienation, which socially
isolates collectivists from their mirror reflections.
Don’t let anyone get high off of your
attention if they are not giving you anything VITAL in exchange for it. Feed
them a limp dick hero sandwich and a glass of hot piss on the rocks. If you
keep paying them attention, inevitably your soul will go broke. Attention is
currency. Dont let anyone stop your life flow.
Truth be told, a lot of people who
consider themselves “conscious” don’t even have the will to get out of bed in
the morning because they’re inundated with so much depressing,
vitality-stealing information on a day-to-day basis. They don’t have a strong
desire to live anymore. They just want to keep existing because they’re afraid
to die. Despite their philosophical musings on spirituality, death is an
unresolved question, for which the answer becomes a life of compromise.
As soon as progressive minded men and women
find the personal power to quit smoking cigarettes, or enroll in a yoga class
to improve the quality of their lives, they are bombarded with death on their Facebook timelines. This
weakens their spiritual resolve since
social media platforms are digitized spiritual altars that modify human behavior based on what they see.
Many of you dont realize how all of the
depressing media posts you see influence your daily thought patterns,
making you mentally overwhelmed and emotionally weak.
Consciousness isn’t about being angry
and depressed about what you THINK is the fucked up state of the world. It's
about understanding that the world is fertile soil for untold beauty and wonder
to grow. We all live in a true garden of opportunity and expansion.
The money mavens who own various
mainstream media outlets hate Black people and harbor total disdain for Black
life. Why then do they sensationalize
and aggressively promote stories of
racially-motivated Black death through their portals for you to get
irate and emotionally riled up about? They do it because it's another way to burn
you out from emotional fatigue and kill you.
As you become emotionally burnt out,
you can’t do the WORK to improve your condition. I’d rather remain emotionally
conservative while working with silent vigor to improve my life. Understand
that when that fire in your belly stops burning with ambition, then you’re one dead nigger. Dying can be great; but only
when it’s a bridge to transformation that occurs on your own terms. Calamity is
culled from stars for masquerading frauds who surreptitiously conspire to steal my bars.
Don’t let the mainstream media’s
cyber dope head pawns bring you down. Stay upfull and bright like the flaming
sun at high noon. This is Mind Glow Media.