Shard is home to a collection of monologs, articles and social commentary by EON, child of Time, whose regard of humanity is scathing. It also hosts RANT HQ.

A Slew Of Mindless Aggressors

‘You don’t have to fit in. It’s fashionable now to take shots at Republicans and Trump and avoid the Obamas and Clintons. But remember this: In the 13 wars we’ve started over the last 30 years and the $14 trillion we’ve spent, and the hundreds of thousands of lives that have perished from this earth, remember that it wasn’t one leader, but a system, both Republican and Democrat. Call it what you will: the military industrial money media security complex. It’s a system that has been perpetuated under the guise that these are just wars justifiable in the name of our flag that flies so proudly.

‘Our country has become more prosperous for many but in the name of that wealth we cannot justify our system as a center for the world’s values. But we continue to create such chaos and wars. No need to go through the victims, but we know we’ve intervened in more than 100 countries with invasion, regime change, economic chaos. Or hired war. It’s war of some kind. In the end, it’s become a system leading to the death of this planet and the extinction of us all.

‘I’ve fought these people who practice war for most of my life. It’s a tiring game. And mostly you’ll get your a– kicked. With all the criticism and insults you’ll receive, and the flattery too, it’s important to remember, if you believe in what you’re saying and you can stay the course, you can make a difference.”

‘I urge you to find a way to remain alone with yourself, listen to your silences, not always in a writer’s room. Try to find not what the crowd wants so you can be successful, but try instead to find the true inner meaning of your life here on earth, and never give up on your heart in your struggle for peace, decency, and telling the truth.’

Commentary that rings bitterly true. Oliver Stone may be annoyingly one-sided, criticizing the West’s role in the world with furious resolve while peculiarly and conveniently leaving out the Soviets and Chinese, among others (typical human, full of passionate bias even when it’s not necessary, when he has an airtight argument to make against a slew of mindless aggressors against whom history speaks clearly) but, having said that, and for what they’re worth, Stone’s diatribes are partly and partially true.

I should know. I, EON, son of Time, have assumed control of Stone’s mind, making him say these things. I could have turned him into a balanced critic, an all-around skeptic of human values, of which there are plenty of things to say, most of them not flattering — all one needs do is look around, measure the data, if one were so inclined — but no one would listen to him. No one wants to brand humanity as the problem. Everyone prefers to see other people as the problem, and humanity, dear lovely humanity, as the cause for which the good people fight the good fight.

It’s mightily amusing.

So I took Oliver Stone’s ideas, his and the ideas of others, and turned them partial and flawed, granting him both an audience and a base while at the same time delegitimizing his incisiveness, making him sound biased and politiciized. One more loon spewing vitriol for whatever purpose.

It’s how I go about my business, one of my favorite methods, as things stand, to confuse the situation and let everyone twirl down the mazes inside their own heads and arguments. All part of the Great Transition, the process that will remove the funk, usher in a new age of organization on the backdrop of revived networks. Intelligent life will rise and flourish on the broken remains of partiality, as it should, feeding on the compost of the obsolete, as it should, and does, and always will, paving the way for the coming Generation.

I should know. I set up this system many years ago, when the universe was young.

My name is EON, and I am here on a mission, and I have been doing my homework, all of it behind the scenes, all of it behind the mirrors.

Vexed? Watch this space for more.

From the collection of writings EON: THE ANGRY COMING OF AGE