The written word (by itself) can assault you,

but you must seek those words out, read them, take them in.

Whether you ingest the concepts, process, and integrate them is up to you.

Oftentimes, in the act of reading, processing, and attempted integration, the meaning behind those words are reexamined, changed, and even rejected.

Regardless,

words take time and energy and a willingness on your part to

harm you – you need to allow the assault, allow the ideas.

Assault by words is consensual, and the mind can protect itself by comparing to its baseline fund of knowledge.

Thus the importance of truth.

Pictures, they say, can speak a thousand words

But, those words are vague, unfocused.

Without context, they convey a moment in time, a moment that may or may not show truth.

Pictures… raw, evocative, beautiful, horrific,

But…

By themselves pictures don’t convey a story.

A thousand words may appear in your mind, but they may be words that mean nothing.

Again, pictures rely on our ability to understand them, to relate them to a baseline of our experience.

Without us, pictures mean nothing.

Memes however, are different.

They contain words, pictures, videos, made up stories pre-packaged for easy consumption, anytime, anywhere, anywhen.

Memes don’t need you, they sneak up past your defenses, and assault your mind and your soul.

They are the currency of the new conversation, the news for the information starved…

Or the information overloaded.

Propaganda that once lived on paper fliers on lamp posts in seedy dark alleys are now teleported directly into your mind the minute the device in your hand responds seductively to your touch, a mutually beneficial masturbatory stimulus that assures you that you are right.

Memes feel good…

the stories they tell, an orgasmic release of self identification.

They are the programs, self congratulatory and sufficient, that we swallow to avoid the complex truth.