The nobody, the man, the human being. Through the ages we
have prided ourselves as a species that has superior thought and reasoning. We
have proclaimed ourselves as wise and being handed wisdom to guide and change
the world for the better. We have mastered the elements, we designed and
created, we reasoned with wisdom and we said all is good.
Throughout the ages man has been the master of his own design
creating and building that which he thought and sought to extinguish the
everlasting desire to be above those that he sees and portrays as less worthy.
Our human experience has led to the ultimate design of superiority, power and
lust.
Yet our most valuable asset, reason and wisdom is
overshadowed by the constant search for the master key to the thorny issue of
fear. Fear which drives the most reasonable of men to insanity, fear that
creates the utmost and horrendous of deeds.
Fear has been part and parcel off our lives the past six months,
we held on to hope that was burned and went up in smoke with the stroke of a
pen, yet those that we considered our mentors and leaders coward from the
face of humanity. They took to the streets and proclaimed the new normal, while
they themselves were looking for the new master key to open the door for the
new dawn.
I have seen and noticed through my short lifespan that in
these trying times those that were a nobody embodies that witch the strong and
mighty fear. The nemo uses his ability of stealth and invisibility to amass
strength to corrupt those that are less fortunate than the leaders of the day. We
have created systems to oppress those who we fear, the nemo, the one that might
challenge my position in society, the one that questions my thought, yet none
of these systems have worked, their design was and is fragile. I have seen that
the oppressing of the Nemo has led to much greater sorrow. Just as Odysseus
has tricked Polyphemus the Nemo begins to understand that the New master key
lies in the lies of the master, they use it to wield it to their own benefit. Slowly
they use their invisibility to change the course of the river.
In recent history we have seen these Nemos growing from
humble origins into power and nearly unstoppable monsters, those monsters Frederick
Nietzsche so explicitly warned us about. I myself have seen how the corruption
of power has been laid bare, for as long as I can gain from you and not give
back, I am in control and for as long as I am in control I hold the master key to open the door to the
new dawn. By using your compassion to support my endeavours and not mentioning
yours. Yet it is in these suffocating circumstances that we create that one
monster we fear. But we see compassion as a symbol of weakness. By taking compassion
and hope and feeding it to the wolves as food, we are creating a generation of
deranged youth, that same youth, that Hitler, Stalin, Castro and Mao
understood.
Are we now handing down the new Master key, to a new master,
or will we give those that want to be heard the oxygen to breathe? I do not foresee
that, the wolves have long been at the door, the corporate world have fed the masters
fat! You shall see the new Nemo rising with the coming new dawn, for you have
suffocated those that should be heard.
The dawn of the popularity of the Nemo who will wield the Master
key!
