STEEMIT SATIRE: technoccult 01

The digital Oracle CEO, Larry Ellison hummed as data offerings piled up before his feet, each visitor humbly setting down your private information and then stumbling away- careful not to make eye contact... Algorithms, spun from the threads of venture capital and Silicon Valley hubris, now dictate the rhythmic pulsating nodes overheating as ChatGPT runs multiple gpu's to make the fart sound symphony you requested

Palantir powered AI, the darling of Davos class, whispers promise of efficiency while tightening the chains of control. J.D. Vance, a hollow echo of populism- subverting the very movement from inside out, before our very eyes...and the buzzing of the server racks cause dances to the tune...
...Peter Thiel's puppet strings move like the lines of men fly-fishing in fast-forward film, grim reminders that even rebellion can be bought and sold, the fight will not end, and one day the light will shine and the truth will be known/ we will win with our OWN numbers

Meanwhile, in gilded towers, the modern-day robber barons convene over "think-tanks" and jet-setting to talk out their bottoms. They speak of disruption, innovation, and democratizing finance, all while hoarding wealth beyond measure...often pushing society towards the side of collapse in order to sweep control amidst an existential battle of perspectives across geopolitical borders.

The truth of the matter is that the countries are not at odds with one another, unless it is dictated so by the large corporations that dwarf most nations in wealth, influence and power. pawns of pawns used as pawns- so what does that make us? How about not a pawn the entire time...able to leave the chess board!

...the duality of the chess board- masonic looking black and white tiles. whispers of even darker congregations like druidic homages, bohemian celebrations and grand balls featuring exotic entertainment slither like snakes through the shadows and holly groves. They seek not just profit, but power – dominion over minds, markets, and the very fabric of reality as the large hadron collider continues to rip apart the aether in the hopes of stargate portals