(the following was posted by myself at another thread at RI, here)
At what point can a manufactured meme (a psyop) be seen as separate from a natural meme, such as pertains to the collective zeitgeist itself? I don’t think it’s possible finally to separate the one from the other: i.e., psyop movies (and CIA Hollywood) from the greater, “synchromystic” (sorry) operation that is the Universe. It’s Russian dolls: any agenda you care to map always exists inside another, greater agenda, and so is informed and shaped by it.
Unfortunately I don’t know enough either about movies or Hollywood, so I’ll have to take Hugh Manatee’s word for it when he says that all mainstream movies (which I’m afraid go under — or over? — my radar) are intelligence-created psyops designed to shape and direct our consciousness. Sure, why wouldn’t they be? Everything else is.
But why single out movies when Western culture itself is one great psyop, from Moses on down? What about Shakespeare? Wasn’t “he” a psyop? A perhaps more interesting question is: how do such psyops work, exactly? Is Hugh suggesting that everyone who works in Hollywood is an operative? Or is it more subtle than that?
My instinct tells me it’s a lot more subtle. If Hollywood is a meme-creating industry, set up, like any organization, with a specific agenda, then anyone who makes it into the inner circles — and is able to make and release mainstream products — has already been subtly “converted” to that agenda, probably most of the time without ever actually realizing it. Perhaps it’s like a computer program which converts files before “opening” them (allowing them access to it)? Anyone making movies in Hollywood has presumably been through a slow, steady infiltration (initiation?) process, in which they have been “reconfigured” (acclimatized) to be compatible with the Hollywood agenda. This would make them “infected” carriers of the “virus,” meaning anything they do, whatever their conscious intentions, is also going to be a carrier for the “virus.” It would be like a factory that produces a seemingly innocuous, “harmless” product — a soft drink, say —that is actually subtly poisoning and/or addicting the populace. The factory workers and advertising staff, 98% of employees for the company, think they are just selling Coca Cola. But really they are involved in something more complex and “sinister.”
I believe this is how conspiracies work—by creating “programs” (memes and organizations, belief systems and social-cultural movements, etc.) with hidden functions that people then unwittingly “install” into their hardware and then become dependent on, slowly (often unknowingly) converting all their “data” (beliefs, opinions, and behavior) to make it compatible with that program. Hence we become servants of the secret agenda (upholders of the meme, sleeper agents of the grand psyop), without ever suspecting an agenda even exists.
That’s the first Russian doll — our culture. But there’s a much bigger, subtler layer of intrigue at work here, which is that even the highest-level meme-creators and psy-operatives are working unconsciously for a vastly greater agenda. They can’t escape the fact that anything they do—any memes or psyops they create—will inevitably be a distorted expression of a cosmic meme, or “zeitgeist.”
There’s no need to posit any God in this, at least if we admit that any system that gives rise to conscious individuals must itself be conscious. Every movement of matter on the planet is being directed—is inseparable from—the movement of matter throughout the Universe (i.e., is just a very local expression of a galactic process). In exactly the same way, all expressions and operations of consciousness within the human realm are reflections and/or extensions of the consciousness of the Universe. Perhaps this sounds mystical, but if so, it’s because I am struggling to find the right scientific terms. This is really all physics, and inescapable logic for anyone who takes the time to think it through. The workings of human groups and individuals—be they Hollywood, CIA, Masonic sorcerers, or whoever—can no more work in isolation from the movements of planets and stars than our cells can function outside of our bodies. Everything is regulated by the intelligence of the system to which it belongs.
In the metaphor I used, if Hollywood (Western culture) is the “program,” then I guess Earth/humanity is the computer, and the Universe is both the manufacturer and programmer. The element of human intervention here is small but significant: as “program designer,” humans determine the ways in which the computer interacts with its maker—thereby testing the possibilities of both. In the end, though, nothing we do can ever depart from the original design, the blueprint which gave rise to the experiment to begin with. We can only operate within these very precisely laid out parameters.
Back to the virus analogy: the creators of the “fake virus” of psyop Hollywood, etc., are unaware of being carriers of the real virus, that of the Spirit, or if you prefer, Nature itself. So even as they design their products to be Trojan Horse-style carriers for their Masonic mind-control memes, the artificial virus they have created is itself (inevitably, since the Universe is everywhere) a carrier for the Spirit-meme—dolls within dolls, horses inside horses. This is why “CIA-Hollywood” comes out with “psyop” movies like Matrix, Fight Club, or Three Kings, movies that, despite whatever secret toxins they may contain to pollute and stupefy the mass mind, are also designed to activate creative centers in the psyches of at least a few individuals. Face it, we are all not just double but triple agents: working not only for our personal ego gratification and our secret handlers (those dastardly Masonic sorcerers), but finally, gloriously, for the Universe herself.
The real occult technology of power is accessible to everyone. It depends first of all on recognizing our own signatures dimly engraved upon the secret architecture of reality. As Nietzsche said, “We are all greater artists than we know.” That goes double for sorcery.