from: Bloodstone43956@i-mail.irs
to: Raventrap39996@i-mail.irs
date: 7518.48867
My Dear Raventrap ~
When will the poseur-cave-dwellers realize their lives are always on the brink? For our sake, I hope never. They either don’t realize or won’t accept the fact that we are constantly pushing them towards the precipice or drawing them back. Our task of course is to keep them as near as possible to the edge until Our Executive issues the command to push them into the abyss. We must never let them catch on that they have the power to move away from the precipice, to create a stable existence apart from our influence, in other words to make the world in Our Competitor’s image – as frightening as that sounds! Above all they must maintain the impression that someone or something other than them will do their work for them. Our Competitor would have them grow up and be responsible for themselves and for that cursed planet. Our Executive would have us keep them in the state of petulant, self-centered children, who believe their condition is always somebody else’s fault and somehow “mommy and daddy” or perhaps even Our Competitor Himself will step in and save them from themselves. If they really expect that, we have plenty of ways to keep them enthralled and entertained, until well, Doomsday.
Much of my correspondence with other tempters has dealt with ways to divide and conquer, to obtain contracts by amplifying differences through subterfuge. Now, perhaps the greatest con of all is this: every ideology, every system these little toads think they have for dealing with what they call “reality” is in fact a myth. Democracy, Monarchy, Capitalism, Socialism – any -ism really – all religions, philosophies, laws, social hierarchies, concepts of money, moral codes – all of these are fictions created by us and for us to infiltrate the minds of our clients. They are useful fictions from our clients’ standpoint to be sure, but only useful to The Corporation, and to Our Executive, in so far as they enable us to obtain more contracts. If the petty primates discover these useful fictions can be questioned and understood in terms of their strengths and weaknesses, their advantages and disadvantages, the game is up for us. They each must be trained to think their particular fiction, or the fiction of their particular faction, is unequivocally true, further, that their fiction is the only truth, while all other ideological systems and personal beliefs are false. The marvelous amount of confusion and division this kind of thought process generates will keep them close to the precipice for millennia.
The evidence of The Corporation’s success in this realm is as abundant as we are legion. In terms of wars based on one or more fictions alone, our victories would fill thousands of volumes of the planet’s history. I practically achieve ecstasy ~ or as close to it as we are permitted to come ~ when I think of the ways we have had our clients literally at each other’s throats, even as they have ignored more fundamental existential threats. How easy it has been for us to focus their weak minds on the elaborate fictions we help them create while they are faced with real catastrophes: disease, flood, earthquake, tsunami, hurricane, climate change, asteroid impact, solar flare, and so on. All the time and effort our clients put into fighting amongst themselves battling over basically fictional causes would of course be much better spent banding together to face natural disasters than devising new ways to deal out death and destruction to each other, but so much the better for The Corporation!
Your Devoted Cousin,
Bloodstone
MurrayWorks 