Across history, an alliance of rulers, tycoons, governments, scholars, and corporations has squandered trillions on a hollow fantasy: the simulation of progress in science, technology, and finance. This "reality warping" doesn’t build—it pretends. It devours the resources needed for tangible things—roads, bridges, jobs, a chance to climb the ladder—leaving behind a crumbling world. The illusion has grown too costly to sustain, yet the elite keep pouring wealth into it, indifferent as their own people drown in poverty. This isn’t new; it’s a cycle as old as civilization, hurtling toward collapse—perhaps in chaos, perhaps in flames.
The Past’s Warning: Trading Substance for Show
This isn’t humanity’s first dance with delusion. Egypt’s pharaohs bled their empire dry for pyramids, monuments of godhood that did nothing for the starving masses. Rome’s emperors built coliseums and staged bloody games while aqueducts cracked and trade routes faltered. Medieval lords funded alchemists chasing gold from lead, neglecting the fields that fed their serfs.
In every age, the powerful chose mirages over mortar, dazzle over durability. Their societies gleamed briefly—then shattered.
Today’s Facade: Billions Burned on Empty Promises
Now, the stakes are loss of our civilization, and the waste is staggering:
AI Hype: Tech overlords funnel hundreds of billions into artificial intelligence, touting it as a revolution. Yet it’s mostly parlor tricks—chatbots and ad algorithms—while two generations live in converted vans, every RV park in the country filled year round.
Biotech Fantasies: Trillions chase immortality and gene-edited futures, but the breakthroughs are footnotes, not foundations. Humans more unhealthy than when we all lived in dirt, as the schemers cash their checks.
Space Fever: Billionaires launch rockets and preach cosmic colonies, siphoning funds that could rebuild infrastructure and employ millions. Ignoring the gravity and biology issue, while Earth’s problems pile up, ignored.
These aren’t investments in reality—they’re bets on a fiction. A utopian lie. Every dollar spent on this reality warping is a dollar stolen from bridges, schools, and paychecks. The elite don’t care; they’re too busy selling the next big lie. Patting themselves on the back for being so caring and progressive.
The Real Price: A World Left to Rot
The cost isn’t abstract—it’s human:
Crumbling Foundations: Infrastructure—roads, pipes, power grids—falls apart, strangling growth. Fixing it would take trillions, but those trillions chase illusions instead.
Jobs Lost: The "future" of work—gig apps, automation—replaces steady livelihoods with scraps. Entire towns die as the simulation marches on.
Mobility Erased: Without real investment, education and opportunity wither. The ranks of the working poor growing daily, trapped beneath a glass ceiling built by wasted and stolen productivity, wealth.
This isn’t progress; it’s plunder. Millions slide into poverty, invisible to those mesmerized by their own propaganda.
The Propaganda Engine: Polishing a Turd
The illusion runs on a slick machine:
Hype Factories: Press releases turn minor tweaks into "game-changers," fooling investors and citizens alike.
Academic Enablers: Universities, desperate for grants, churn out papers that gild the lie, giving it a sheen of legitimacy.
Cultural Seduction: Movies and TED Talks weave tales of a shiny tomorrow, blinding us to the rusting present.
Doubt is smothered by dazzle. A CEO’s tweet about brain chips or a senator’s speech on "innovation" keeps the cash flowing—while reality festers.
The Money Maze: A Game Rigged to Fail
The system feeds itself:
Grants and Subsidies: Labs get just enough to tease, not deliver, locking in more funding.
Spin Doctors: Billions in PR turn flops into "pioneering efforts," keeping the grift alive.
Power Plays: Lobbyists strong-arm governments into the scam, crying "competitiveness" as an excuse.
Wall Street’s Cut: Investors pump up valuations on buzz alone, cashing out before the crash.
It’s a feedback loop of fraud. Everything's become a pump and dump. The deeper they dig, the harder it is to stop—until it all implodes.
The Tipping Point: When Fiction Fails
Illusions don’t last. Rome’s bread and circuses couldn’t halt the barbarians. The Soviet Union’s grand plans masked a rotting core until it buckled. When the chasm between the fantasy and the facts grows too wide, it breaks.
We’re nearing that edge. The trillions propping up this delusion are a debt reality can’t repay. When the public wakes up—when the AI doesn’t think, when the rockets don’t land—trust will vanish. Riots, bankruptcies, or worse will follow as the powerful flail unable to redirect the wrath of the people. Unable to buy off the might of fighters who will take what they believe to be theirs.
The Endgame: A Hollow Shell Falls
This isn’t renewal—it’s ruin. Each wave of reality warping strips away what’s real until only the husk remains. The French guillotines rose when royal excess met empty stomachs. Rome’s legions faded when its grandeur turned to dust. Today’s empire, built on Financialist hype and hubris, faces a reckoning. When the illusion dies, the trillions evaporate, and the collapse sparks civil war—become revolution. Look to how hard they're pushing to make us believe they can control the weather, that AI and Quantum computing are talking to gods, a million lies to distract us from the reality we're living every day.
Reality Demands Its Due
The Great Deception has haunted us forever, and now it’s bleeding us dry. A vampiric regime benefits only the inhuman, the Financialists. Trillions vanish into a simulated future while the real world—its infrastructure, its jobs, its hope, humanity—crumbles. The illusion is unaffordable, yet the powerful cling to it, watching millions sink into poverty and despair. It can’t hold. When it falls, the crash will be brutal, and the only certainty is this: reality doesn’t negotiate.
Well said.... and not to mention climate change, a completely made up problem forcing (negative return) investment into (soil and water destroying) pine trees on beautiful family owned sheep and beef farms here in NZ.
The Hopi word for the modern world is Koyanisqatsi ( Koy-On-Iss-Kot-See).
It translates to "World Upside-Down", or "Life Upside-Down".
What You describe here is how it all dissolves into chaos.
Either a pathetic whimper, or a fiery bang.
Elites in bunkers punching plastic buttons that do zero They want, as hordes of cannibals bust in for some "Rothschild on the hoof".
It may be Our fate that the U.S. and China torch the Fourth World.
The Hopi call it the Great Purification.