"EGREGORE BROADCAST"

An egregore ain't born — it's fed —
Collective thought-form sustained by the living and the dead,
Every time you click the fear, you tithe into the thing,
Every shared outrage cycle is an offering
They don't report the news — they cast the news —
Every anchor is a priest in a suit with something to lose,
The teleprompter's the scripture, the studio's the nave,
And the congregation watches from the comfort of their caves
Plato's shadow puppets but the cave's got a remote,
You think you picked the channel but the channel picked your throat —
McLuhan said the medium is the message, read between —
The map replaced the territory, the signal is the scene
They'll show you war in pixels 'til the pixel is the war,
They'll show you poverty in soundbites 'til you can't feel it anymore —
Compassion fatigue — that's an Archon's favorite tool,
Overwhelm the nervous system 'til the sovereign plays the fool
Operation Mockingbird wasn't past tense — it evolved,
Every asset got an algorithm, every narrative dissolved
Into acceptable conclusions pre-approved and pre-installed —
The Overton Window is a scrying mirror and you're enthralled
[Bridge — slower, deliberate]
In Kabbalah, Da'at is the hidden Sephirah —
Knowledge that exists between the upper and the lower,
The Abyss that splits what's real from what they manufacture —
Cross Da'at and the egregore loses all its capture
The Gnostics called it Gnosis — not belief, but knowing —
Direct perception past the Archon channels flowing —
Not faith in what they broadcast, not trust in what they sell,
But the internal verification that dismantles every spell
[Hook]
Every headline is a sigil charged with someone else's will,
Every trending topic is a binding, keeping still —
But the spark of Sophia doesn't run on their grid,
She burns the egregore down the same way she always did

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