We live in an age where perception itself is managed — where the boundaries of reality are defined long before we even begin to question them. Beneath the noise of politics, media, and technology lies something deeper: epistemic capture. It’s not simply the control of decisions, but of the very conditions of knowing. Once you see it, you cannot unsee it.
Tag: philosophy
We like to think we have time — that tomorrow or next year we’ll finally sit down and give life to the things that matter most. But time has never been ours to control. This piece is a reminder, to myself as much as anyone, of what’s lost when we wait, and what’s possible when we stop waiting.
We stand at a strange precipice, where the old order frays at its edges and new frameworks are ushered in under the banners of justice, equity, and reconciliation. Yet beneath the surface, what passes for progress often masks deeper manipulations, a rearranging of power that serves the same masters. To look at UNDRIP and its unfolding in British Columbia is to confront that paradox — possibility entwined with peril, renewal haunted by control.
We live in an age where shock has become ritual, and narrative eclipses reality. Screens light up with the same story, the same images, the same grief — but beneath the spectacle lies a deeper machinery at work. To see it is unsettling; to name it is often branded insensitive. Yet it matters, because if nothing else, our task is to discern what is real from what is staged, and to remember that even illusions shape the world we walk through.
We wander through a maze of narratives, where each turn presents another inversion, another layer of obfuscation, another carefully constructed detour from what is real and true. To pause, to step aside from the rhythm of repetition, is to notice how much of what we’ve been told is fragmented, distorted, or simply fabricated. The deeper we look, the clearer it becomes: truth is not radical, nor hidden in “dark matter,” but elemental — woven into the very fabric of being.