Acquisition of Us


Scanning into the uneventful, cataclysm that bewitches the West Ham kids of the new Netflix show, The Society, it toys around with the laws of the parallel universes, suggesting in every dimension or so, there is another version of us that have chosen the decision we did not choose as if we were the walking dead characters ready to sacrifice ourselves to fight zombies. The greatest decisions we make in our perception of free will still make us think: Is this the right choice? What if I was happier with the other choice? It is never easy to accept that we are indeed, making the right choice or the choice that best suits us...supposedly why most of us rely on our intuition or specific circumstances to occur to slap us right back in the rightness of it. However, there is much comfort in knowing that either the roles are reversed or our choices are flipped to the point where every story still plays out. The universe still records them...but maybe elsewhere and whether or not it is accessible is beyond our limits. Unusual transportation is given to a place identical to the kids' hometown, yet there are specific objects and events that are misplaced. Their parents are nowhere to be found, distressed with how their ideal utopia is a wasteland of shrubs and dirt. There is so much uncertainty in knowing whether or not they are still on Planet Earth or if they have run away from it somehow. 

This time, their free will is awful. Now that they have a complete understanding that they are alone and they have to figure out how to survive, it gets tougher. In this dimension, they are tested to the point of extremes, trying to weigh themselves down to humanity while unfolding the justice that is meant to be served. There isn't prosperity when they arrive...only a mixture of new energies that are meant to interact with an empty town where they are forced to expand and maintain stability. It is not our typical rom-com nor our happy go lucky endings about love or endurance, but the prevailing maturity and outlook that comes with different circumstances in which tests our character, manipulating us into treaties of either gratification or deprivation. It is heavily insistent on keeping us on our feet, demanding that we either know what we are doing or we don't. It punishes the trade-offs but sends off the overwhelming bolts of tyranny, socialism, and capitalism. 


To our understanding, the gist of the parallel universes to us is that it is already playing out, meaning that when we arrive in that prism surrounded by a specific paradigm, we have no control over what it produces and its results. We can watch it function in its existence, but we are merely spectators to those versions of ourselves. They can't see us and we can't see them as if we became the ghosts in their closet. But, this show flips it over, trying to determine how the kids will be tested if their programming is wiped away purposely. The kids are left in perplexing confusion but are pressed to not only examine but detach from who they once were and who they believed they were. Whether or not the parallel universe can still interact with other dimensions to pull specific energies in for the accumulation of resources can still be debated. There is still a slippery slope between these laws. In some cases, we believe our parallel universe lies in the mirror; the neutrality of duality submerged into it, telling us that the reflection we see is the one in our parallel universe. However, some might say conscious intention will do and if we give it enough energy, we will find ourselves in that dimension. 


Still, can we really say there is a bridge to Narnia


It dismembers home, chopping it in shudders, and wrapping up the remains of pseudo-territorial gains with the means of free will and free stuff. 


May 11, 2019
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