http://www.smoking-mirrors.com/2019/03/as-we-pick-our-way-through-wreckage-of.html

SNIP:

You have probably noticed that there has been a gradual and sometimes accelerated progression of degeneration in the culture. You can usually tell where a culture is at from the soundtrack. If life is a movie (and it is) a soundtrack is an expected accouterment. You don't usually see a movie that lacks a soundtrack. Life is a movie because the mind acts as a film projector. Existence is a blank white screen and the mind projects a movie on it. When the movie ends, all that remains is the blank backing screen. Each mind projects a movie that is scripted out of Karma. However, since in reality there is only one mind, all these individual movies go on inside the completely 360 degree, wrapped around wide screen, one mind movie.

Nothing in the movie is real. Only the backing screen is real and the soundtrack for the backing screen is composed of the vibrating Om from Shiva's Drum. That's what you get on the Tabla Rasa before certain elements of humanity generate artificial components out of pristine nature. Pretty much everything I said so far was a manifestation of, by degrees, ever denser bullshit. Some of it is true enough, as far as it goes but I gradually migrated further and further afield in my word play so as to possibly be in danger of having my poetic license revoked. The sad reality is that this sort of thing is going on all the time these days but not in the form of an intellectual exercise but more likely as efforts of deception being performed by the deceived who forgot to update their drivers. Thus does Cochise make cowboys of us all.