Chapter 33 - The Merciless Truth
You live out your lives in this shell of flesh. Self-contained, separate. How lonely you are. How terribly lonely. - Star Trek - In Truth There Is No Beauty.
"Well you haven't freaked out so that puts you way ahead of the pack. For now you fit in by being groomed by me for greater things. Now for the tricky question of human or demon and in generations to come or alien." Imogen locked eyes with him. "Why does it matter?"
"C'mon. What kind of a fucking question is that."
"You're thinking from a species centric point of view, but you can have very bad of both and very good of both. Humans are simply another spanner in your toolbox. If one is doing a good job it gets a good life, if it's doing a bad job then you either re-educate it or kill it.". She saw Daniel flinch. "Tell me Daniel how many humans do you think pass the human test of what it takes to be human."
"I didn't know there was a standard test"
"No there's not. But it usually goes something like this
The chimpanzee/bonobo etc has 99% of the same genes as a human. But what separates them from us is our ability to plan years ahead, even centuries. We have abstract thought to guide our behaviour instead of relying solely on instincts. We can construct our own language and social structures. We have writing and can pass our wisdom down through the generations.
Now all this sounds high and noble but how many people can actually claim these abilities. The truth is not many. Most think what they're told to think. Just look at all the indigenous people around the world. Between 250,000 to 500,000 children go blind each year due to vitamin A deficiency. Who put these people on such a crap diet. Vitamin A is common in plants and chicken liver is full of it. How is it possible for them to ignore what their own bodies are telling them. They don't have their own thoughts.
In the so-called developed countries you have gangrenous diabetic feminists gorging themselves to ever greater depths of vomit inducing repulsiveness, shedding years from their lifespan, rather than have any attractiveness left for the white men they have been programmed into hating. Meanwhile you have mothers poisoning their children with excessive sugar so that they can be a loving mother. In Europe you have Germany where the people have repeatedly voted for a chancellor who hates Germany. In Sweden and Germany people will rather see their women get molested than be called a racist.
America is always willing to send the best of their youth off to foreign lands and die there for freedom. But when they get a taste of this freedom on their own soil they are the ones who start behaving like terrorists.
But getting back to the third world. The reason why the globalists brainwashed the people into a low vitamin A diet. Because it also holds back neurological development of the people, making them less than human. Turning them into automatons for slave labour living out their miserable wretched lives in exchange for the whisper of a better tomorrow.
So tell me Daniel, which one do you think is closer to you, which one is 'one of your own'. Is it the virtue signalling Swedish cuck who stands idly by while his family gets beaten up and raped by refugees, is it the people from the third world who watch their family starve while they grovel before American symbolism while being brainwashed by American consultants who are reducing them to shallow nothingness or is it the demon who has cognitive abilities at least as equal to your own?"
"The thing is", said Daniel as he struggled to express himself. "There's something deeper here. We are talking about the species which gave rise to my existence. Like I belong with them."
"And where was this human togetherness during the wars of history. It gets arbitrarily divided between 'us' humans and 'them' humans with the 'them' humans being dehumanised by the 'us' humans propaganda. What you're feeling is a herding instinct. Throughout your life you've been denied acceptance by your own kind, which is harsh, very very harsh. Now that you sense your true abilities, now that you believe in yourself you're thinking that you can cut the Gordian knot of loneliness. All you would be doing is setting yourself up for round 2 of emotional abuse.
Most of the worlds people have rejected intelligence, they have become domesticated to the fantasy world built around them by the mass media and technology. Apart from their physical bodies they are not of your kind, by their decision, not yours. You'll be just finally agreeing with them. Join us and soar up high, transcend your species and step up to godhood."
Imogen could tell Daniel was wavering toward her cause, that the conversion was nearing completion. The idea had been set in his mind and the juggernaut of evolution was moving throughout his mind and body. Over the next few weeks his relationship with humanity would go from fellow livestock to farmer.
"We shall be having a coffee with Lü Zhi."
Lü Zhi touched down in Albany airport. It was a nice part of the world, fresh sea air and cool temperate greenery. She was keeping a low profile during this visit, just another tourist. She carried her own luggage, queued up to hail a cab and asked for the free wifi password as she checked into a 3 star local hotel.
She quickly showered and changed into some second hand clothes. Slightly faded jeans and a blouse with one off-white button. Not the sort of thing a man would notice unless he was really looking. She was feeling peckish and ducked off to Maccas. Imogen and Daniel had arrived ahead of her. Although swapping selfies was a pretty good method of identification they had chosen to do verify the old fashioned James Bond way.
"By the time these burgers get over here from the eastern states they have gone stale."
"That's not a problem when the cockroaches have finer tastes.", replied Imogen.
"You've certainly managed to pack a lot of expertise into your young years.", began Lü Zhi
"Excuse my lack of digital etiquette", Imogen began, "I have solutions to your Mars colonisation project"
"We are not exactly inundated with problems in that area. Of course it's a challenge, but I have confidence in my team."
"I'm sure you couldn't have picked a better team. While John's nanobots will self assemble into an orbital supercomputer, they will not be able to guide the calcium precipitation of bacteria needed for the construction of your colonies. He is heading toward a technological dead end, he just doesn't know it yet."
"You seemed to have gained much from your uninvited intrusion."
"If it's any consolation your systems are more secure than the 3PLA, which in turn leaves the NSA for dead.", put in Daniel
"Daniel is at your disposal should you wish to enhance your security, but thats just the entrée. The real reason for this meeting is so you don't fuck up on Mars."
"And why is that important to you?"
"It really would help to get off this planet before Yellowstone National Park blows."
"And if that doesn't then the group of volcanoes under the Antarctica ice sheet will."
"And?", Lü Zhi paused
"Before I answer that, for credibility purposes, I want to tell you something deeply personal about yourself that only you would know. I'll need your hand for a few minutes."
The hand was offered. "I hope we're not starting a slippery slope down to irrationality here."
Imogen held her hand. "It was just after your fourth birthday party had finished. There was one child left to be picked up. His father came, locked the child in the car. He then came back and raped your Mother. You were angry at the man for what he had done. But you were also angry at your Mother for being so emotionally weak that the trauma would affect how you would be brought up by her. You decided to kill the man to help your Mother recover. You did so several weeks later by putting weedkiller in his saké."
"You're right, I have never told anyone that. So, what is the big surprise you have for me?"
Daniel was expecting Lü Zhi to be visibly shaken by the recollection. But if she was she showed no sign of it.
"Two big surprises. First up, in digging up your old memories I also discovered that you are part demon. This explains your high IQ and your lack of sensitivity to certain events which humans attach importance to. Search your inner feelings, you know of what I speak."
"We can catch up on that later. Why is my success with Mars so important. If I don't succeed you know someone else will sooner or later."
"I believe I have discovered a probe, in fact I am sure of it. To be corny, I believe we are being watched from the timeless worlds of space. I have discovered a meteor inhabited by bacteria engineered for data collection. It landed at a friends farm. There is no chance of someone else finding this and them knowing what they are looking at.
If you showed Isaac Newton an XBox 360 the technology would be beyond him. So he would dismantle it and categorise the components as best as he could. At the end of this work he would still have no inkling as to the Grand Theft Auto world that the XBox 360 simulates. Likewise people are only going to find a carbonaceous chondrite meteor.