Age of Aquarius - Utopia or Dystopia?: Words from Across the Pond with US Correspondent Lux Emené

Welcome to my pre-election hot take. Hopefully the reptilian shapeshifters won’t stop me before I get this message to you:

The wealthy are packing up for space. And they’ll sooner decimate our planet at an alarming rate with the use of fossil fuels than help us plebs reverse our ecosystem back to health.

According to a meme I read on Instagram (the core source of my news intake), only 100 corporations contribute to the thinning of our ozone layer. And according to another post I read (the headline, and not the actual article), apparently our ozone is depleted to the point of rusting our moon.

But I’m feeling prepared for the planned apocalypse because here in the US where I’m from, we’re essentially resilient survivalist bush crafters. Our owning guns has everything to do with self-preservation, and nothing to do with being afraid of brown people. I’m telling you: Create your localized Bitcoin economies now libtards: It’s time to scrap all your cash to build your own family spaceship.

Trump’s Space Force is no joke. The Steve Carell show of the same namesake, and Futurama by the Simpson’s Groening was basically the Freemasons of #Hollyweird telling us their plans for space travel. I’m telling you: 1% #occupywallstreet can’t be transparent enough to let us know what they’re up to. They’ve poisoned the water in Flint, Michigan a few years back, and are depleting our natural resources at an alarming rate because this late-stage capitalistic train cannot sustain itself on solely peaceful, artistic horticulturalist societies (because how else would we buy into a broken system without a myth?) They’re just making you *think* it’s only black people who are getting poisoned water, but really we’re all fucked once they ship themselves up into space.

We’ve all seen The Jetsons. The future is nigh, and it’s in space. In 300 years industrializations depleted our earth dry, and imperialism can only go so far to eradicate all of us. I reason that the Satanist are covertly doing us in prior to every man being for themselves, so if we want to survive, we might as well plan to colonize space as our extended storage locker.

Let’s go live in Mars caves. I saw a documentary about it on Vice. They have a full scientific team on it. It doesn’t seem half bad, and we might as well start now, making ourselves further dependent on our tech overlords because our attention is clearly commodified into the digital sphere. It’s all a ruse to placate the majority, so that only the chosen few will get a ticket into space.

It’s time to start out #SpaceTravelforAll campaigns on YouTube, so that we can manage some BIPOC up in space. With Trump nationalism rising, who’s to say that slave ships would stop at space travel?

(Is #SpaceTravelforAll the same as #AllLivesMatter?)

I can’t imagine anything more far out for myself, so I might as well buy into this version of the future sold to me by Richard Branson. I don’t want to take control of my destiny. Because I don’t know how, apathy, and thinking is hard.

There’s a dystopian timeline where we’ll sell ourselves to the space-bound tech oligarchy, with its hydroponic Mars gardens. You can #Sankofa and our pagan druid mutual aid traditions all you want, but I’m too caught up in the capitalistic system to plant a tree. The Plato’s Allegory of the Cave need not apply here: I’m conditioned for physical and social distancing, binge-watching, and whatever else long-con of the Rothchilds is to get me to live under their New World Order global economy.

Or if they poison the water with lithium battery fluid like that one suspicious Russian misinformation account suggested under #consciousness that popped up during the rev-up of the 2020 US elections, I’ll at least be entertained with my visions. Is this early on-set Alzeimer’s, or did I just ascend into the 5D? Is this schizophrenia, or have my bi-aural beats meditations enabled me to see the past, present, and future of all potential timelines?

It’s fucking Elysium (2013) up in here. Sure, they will have access to premium oxygen, but it will be at a price. I’ve never experienced universal healthcare living in the US, so I don’t imagine that we would create equitable pathways to outer space. It will be like how Covid-19 is handled in America: Only the elites will have access to tests, vaccines and ventilators. Everyone else will die, because we have our priorities straight.

But as long as we all become content creators early on the OnlyFans and TikTok train, late-stage capitalism will help us thrive in space. (Because when you’re cushioned by privilege, you just assume that oppression doesn’t exist and that helps me focus.) It’s like earning points to the Good Place: Not empathy, not collaboration but ruthless meritocracy and nepotism will help us survive, because we all know that that’s always managed to help Indigenous people get their #LandBack.

The elitists have already had fear mongering, scientific conferences about climate change (because fear is an awesome motivator for spending). So naturally, you had slews of them purchase $20,000 hobbit hole bunkers in New Zealand midst peak Covid-19 shutdowns.

But we all know that’s a media ruse, and that the current aristocracy is just buying time before they hitch their ticket into space midst this plandemic, because we don’t have any real accountability for the wealthy that we consume from anymore.

And public beheading is so a century ago. Did you see how Post Malone already bought his apocalypse house? It’s better to choose your life-boat now. I make all my social queues and aspirations not based on well-considered values, but from those who can sell their brand to me.

Did you read about how that one tech billionaire who buried their back-up hard drives in Antarctica? Don’t you think that there’s secret technologies available that we don’t know about, because we’re preoccupied on social media? Secret technologies like particle accelerators? If we get our time dilation right, time travel is real. I saw that on a Russian social media misinformation account too.

Isn’t the solar system a bounce-back spring cycle? (Neil Degrasse Tyson post a gif of that once.) If you use a particle accelerator calibrated to the speed of the earth’s rotation - which for all we know, the wealthy could have pathways to by now - the elites could go back in time to further assert themselves as our Gods, retrieving their data from Antarctica with their present-day minds, while we’re still advancing past the amoeba stage.

And anyway, I saw this YouTube video about creationism and about human-sized 3D printers — how do we know that evolution is real if we might be a hologram?

But I digress: It’s the dawning of the Age of Aquarius, a time where we choose either utopia or dystopia. In another 2000 years, we will enter the Age of Pisces. Our legacy could be one wherein even plebs could prosper because we enabled pregnancy-free co-housing, communist sex orgies. Or our future includes elites waiting for us to die off in a flood while they wait up in their space colony, watching Disney+ and living in the plot line to Wall-E. They’ll land back on earth after they discover how-to videos, somehow develop a gumption for work, and hand us the New NEW World Order, another altered holy bible for us to subscribe to. (Like, share, subscribe!)

Aliens.

Remember that line a few pages into the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy where they talk about rich kids irresponsibly picking up and joyriding with earthlings for fun? That wasn’t a metaphor.

#2020vision, baby: There was a program about it and the Great Pyramids on the History Channel, so it’s real. White people hadn’t discovered it, so it had to have been aliens.

How can we not know that the Great Library of Alexandria was burned with all the knowledge of sacred geometry teleportation that aliens gave us? I bet that it’s happening again: The Smithsonian is digitizing all information before year 1500, and with shutdowns happening and the United States Postal Service being dismantled as a form of voter suppression, whose to say our libraries will survive after this?

I have no sense of the real timeline of history because of the lies my teacher told me, and the algorithmic funnels of my attention preferences. I also don’t read books anymore; I trust everything that I read and see off of the internet.

We don’t share books. We buy them after juicing trees that provide us oxygen.

We’re not commies. We’re ‘Merica.

WHAT IS THE TRUE TIMELINE?

#icantbreathe

And the Antarctic is melting, polar bears are becoming extinct (like the unicorns, dodos, and giants), Ibiza will just become another lost city of Atlantis because OH MY GOD, I REALIZE THAT CLEARLY WAS A CLIMATE CHANGE PARABLE BECAUSE MY WITCHCRAFT FRIENDS SAY THAT FAERIES ARE REAL.

Dolphins invaded Venice canals; how do I know that was fake news? I’m not a journalist, but I did see that video of the endangered Malabar civet that apparently was a small Indian civet according to Snopes.

(Damn it, what can I count to be real?)

This dolphin is basically a magical space alien, but I am one person! I can’t stay inside long enough for this octopus to crawl out of the sea and teach me how to clean micro plastics.

THE AMAZON IS BURNING.

I can’t be bothered with creating my own culture. How could I, in a pandemic? (I’m not Erykah Badu. )

Never mind multigenerational wisdom, public libraries, folk medicine, tea time, People’s Power, or whatever indigenous wisdom/ permaculture microclimates that can help us combat climate change. Green Infrastructure? Who is she — I’m not an engineer. Elon Musk will save us.

Or Grimes’ and their baby X Æ when he lands back down to earth as an alien to hand us the new altered Holy Bible after we evolve back past the amoeba stage. (I hate giving white people credit for the psychobabble of my sub-psyche.)

Climate change, actually, isn’t real: It’s all military weather control. #chemtrails. And I had a dream that I believe - because I’ve been studying shamanism - that the wealthy are actually redirecting water-ways as a way to create climates. The Navajo Nation has been in a drought for 30 years since Lake Powell in Utah was built, and Nestle endlessly leeches groundwater in Arizona because we love convenience.

Trump is continuing with the Keystone XL pipeline as of 2017 because masculinity is eating meat and cars, and the check-and-balance systems of earth’s need for balance is for women.

It’s time that we accept that global warming is all a ploy for us to buy space tickets, be drugged up in space, to eventually land back on earth again where we think its Mars, like the plot to Sailor Moon. #mindcontrol You can’t trust media because its multiculturalist messages are actually ways that Satanists and Christians on alt-right funded social media platform Parler alike let the general public know about their plans for world domination.

I got this information off of some Christian guy from Twitter responding to my tweets about ecology and the Inca word pachamama (as opposed to endlessly giving and abused Mother Earth). His arguments sounded a lot those that I read on Parler. Self-fulfilling prophecy isn’t a concept here in the US.

But either way, I’m lazy and a consumer so I’ll do whatever rich people tell me to do.

I’m a consumer, designed to consume, must have latest doo-dad, cannot live without Amazon, can’t be bothered to foster and invest in community. The FOMO is too great otherwise, because I buy my personality, as opposed to cultivating one.

And I don’t really have a personality, anyway, since we’re connected to a collective consciousness. (Even if that’s a thinly veiled argument for solipsism.)

I’m highly dependent on fossil fuels, I’m too chained to the capitalistic lifestyle that the Kardasians have sold me that I - by no means whatsoever - can read a book, and learn how to live off-the-grid like a hippie. Because why would I? I’m a make-up influencer. (I never went to make-up school, but I am a Sephora Beauty Insider card holder.)

You in the UK might feel the same way. The Rock Against Racism riots were just a generation ago, but that was their generation.

And this is ours. Say it with me: I want to be in space with Ashton Kutcher, and Leonardo DiCaprio, and Katy Perry because they already bought their SpaceX tickets and exclusivity means legitimacy.

And unlike the generations of the past, I’m going to believe in the immaculate bathrobes that TikTok creators wear as they get free admission into a hotel that I’ll buy full price because I want that lifestyle. Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino. It’s possible, if I just finish college on debt - furthering myself into indentured servitude. And if I can’t make it up to space, I might as well fucking Gen X apathy and Gen Y #YOLO.

No, simulation theory is not Elon Musk’s divine right story. I know that what I think about, I can create, because Oprah, even if she’s a millionaire and probably a reptilian. How would I know that Musk isn’t selling me an idea, and I’m not actually in a hard drive on another planet? I totally forgo my ability to imagine alternative possibilities.

I never studied any religions beyond Judeo-Christianity, and dinosaurs were apart of God’s plan. Never mind that biology is already the most advanced science ever; exponential theory is real, the Fibonacci sequence, and I watched it on YouTube. And according to the Christian who Tweeted at me, Jesus Christ will come again in 2033 or 2133 or some shit. Whose to say he’s wrong - how can you fact check Jesus? The one fact checker we had died trying to be transported to the third nearest hospital because the other two were full from this fake disease. #plandemic

(To date, Finaldn has eradicated the coronavirus, and Japan has had as much reported cases of the virus since the beginning of the year than the US state of Utah has had in one day.)

My generation’s not having children because we can’t afford to live happily since the world is dying. So instead of spending my attention and care into saving the planet, I’m finding a way up into outer space. I’m dreaming big. Never mind that it’s a vast, cold, unliveable vacuum that would make me over-reliant on a tech overlord. It’s not here.

And if I follow this capitalistic game (a system rigged from the start), then the game will work for me because meritocracy is real and I can trust people ethically advert nepotism. And if anything, I can just say fuck this planet, invest only in BitCoin, and create my own localized economy like Akon with Acoin in his futuristic Wakanda town he’s building because - clearly - why have physical assets when I’ll need to spark kon-mari my apartment for space travel and I’m a simulation? I just need to design my first app, get up my YouTube Channel, and I’ll be rich enough to finally save myself from ourselves.

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Lux Emené is a creative based out of Salt Lake City, Utah, USA. As a radical leftist living in Republican-dominated state during the inevitable smoke-and-mirrors campaign of Trump’s rise to fascism, she doesn’t know what to believe anymore.

Lux is currently writing a sci-fi horror comic about a twin flame lovers in a an apocalyptic hellscape where conspiracy theories being real, and a memoir about adolescent love. Hopefully she can self-publish this before time accelerates in the great bounce-back of our solar system, cementing truth on all dimensional timelines.