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Simon Cowell: Dream Smasher

How does Simon Cowell influence the war for reality?

It’s a simple answer with no question.

Within some circles (and other shapes), Simon Cowell is known as The Dream Smasher. Circles within the circles (like a social Venn diagram) argue on whether this is a positive or negative role to play.  Some say that by crushing people’s dreams, SC is destroying the dream energy of those poor unfortunates and is causing a disintegration of the shared memetic field.  Others argue that by putting a stop to unachievable goals, he is actually freeing up the inner mental jizz-fluid on the frontal meme-sphere.

They’re all idiots. The War is much more complex than that. Not only is there not a good side and a bad side, there are no sides at all (and no roof).  There’s not even a war occurring at all. And yet me and my colleagues fight it every day.

Understandably, people struggle with this concept. And this struggle is a key component of the war.  Stick with me, my children, and all will become clear. Only it probably won’t.

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Reality Vomit

I had a fairly interesting time last night. It all started around 9 o’clock when I started to get an uncomfortable resonance emanating from several charms I have placed around my home (in particular a lock of Elvis’ hair that had been used in a demonic summoning began to give off a nasty pong).  Making sure that my psychic defences were in place, I readied myself for a trance.

Not know which level of reality the commotion was happening in, I projected my astral form in to the meta-reality.  Making sense of all that there is, isn’t easy, even with years of training. Let’s be honest, I vomited a bellyful of pure thought in to the information space. It was rather messy.  Luckily, after settling down, the vomit formed a frame which clarified things almost too conveniently.

What I saw was a universe rebooting.

Apparently there was a glitch in it’s programming and it performs a system shutdown every 430,000 years. Well, that’s what the vomit told me.  To me it just looked like an egg being fried until it turned in to a lion.  Anyway, it wasn’t a universe that i was on first name terms with so after it had completed the reboot I made my excuses and left. After all, it wasn’t worth missing Match of the Day for.

It was unusual to be a passive observer for a change, but make no mistake, the war against reality continues. Until next time, keep watching your toasters, they are the key to it all.

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