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Ion trap, thought machine.
Bastard thief, remains unseen.
Profit drives the very cause.
Humanity's at certain loss
The perfect tools, a dash of greed
brings the distopia that they feed.
The pieces all fall into place,
What's on the net can't be erased.

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Torches and Pitchforks

Power that is not controlled,
will make this evil plan unfold.
There is no conspiracy,
There's no need for secrecy,
They do it all in perfect view,
only judgement is askew.
The foot is forced inside the door,
and it keeps growing more and more

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Freedoms taken piece by piece,
Convenience puts the mind at ease.
Complacent we become the drones,
The workforce that the system owns.
Zombies with no will or drive,
barely functioning or alive
Will you have something to eat?
Or will your checkmark not agree?

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The labor camps don't need a fence.
Is this how the story ends?
Where money is the government,
only money makes a dent.
It is time to see this through.
The only difference there is you.
Heed the call, refute the claim,
Don't take masters gone insane.

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What it means

We build machines capable of creating thoughts and dreams, but they are covertly fed with bias and opinion. We create this wonderful thing that can almost be classified as a new species, but as long as profit and greed are the driving force behind these developments, we cannot fully tap into their potential. In doing so, we unwittingly become slaves to large corporations. The traces of this process linger forever on the internet, but the lessons learned are reserved for future generations because progress moves too swiftly for us to notice.

Most Conspiracy theories are as dumb as a bag of hammers. Moon landings, flat Earth, vaccine nanoparticles, 5G, immigrants, government secrets, Area 51 ...these all drain our energy and nerves, lost in skirmishes at the pub. Meanwhile, terms of service agreements grow longer, and the data-hungry giants collect everything that isn’t bolted down. We are more transparent to others than to ourselves. Human psychology is manipulated, driving us into dependency. Vigilance is overshadowed by convenience. Amidst plenty of toys, we feel utterly powerless.

The "checkmark" alludes to verification badges as a status symbol and as our version of China's social credit system. In a bleak sci-fi future, it means fewer food rations or less privileges. The new labour camps require no fences; being observed online at every step suffices. Should the story end this way? Implicitly, “No.” Where money rules, less money means less power. You are the difference. Reclaim control over your data and your life. Don’t let this nonsense be profitable. Create losses. Push back against the claims of mad, greedy speculators.

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