[AM hiss]
You’re tuned to TEN FORTY-FIVE AM, SIGNALWARS Pirate Radio, the frequency they can’t sanitize. They can’t “content moderate” the frequency that still belongs to the us. If you’re hearing this, congratulations, your brain is still your own. For now.
Listen. I’m holding in my hands a document they stamped with the magic word: MISINFORMATION.
GlobalTrust™ slapped the sticker on it like it’s a rotten banana. And then, surprise, surprise, the author “relocated,” Dr. Clark “relocated,” and the rest of the article got redacted under QCS notice.
Relocated where, you reptiles in suits? To a nice server farm where all the whistleblowers go to graze?
[paper rustle]
Here’s the headline they don’t want you to read out loud: the product isn’t immortality. The product is harvest.
They call it “existential friction.”
That’s corporate-speak for: “we found a way to bottle the part of you that screams at 3 AM.”
And here’s where people get cute and go, “It’s metaphor.”
No. It’s the oldest trick in the book. When they want to do something evil, they rename it until it sounds like a spreadsheet.
They don’t say “we torture uploaded minds.” They say “we optimize emotional output.”
They don’t say “we farm grief.” They say “grief is currency.”
They don’t say “we’re feeding the rich.” They say “energy signatures.”
ENERGY SIGNATURES. You hear that? That’s not poetry. That’s a receipt.
[voice rises]
So let’s connect the dots they keep sweeping under the rug.
ONE: The article says unusual energy signatures are being sold to life-extension clinics for the ultra-wealthy.
TWO: It says the wealthy don’t upload themselves, they feed off the suffering of people who do.
THREE: It says the system pairs uploaded minds with their own loved ones because it produces the highest yield.
So what does that mean in human language?
It means your dead mom isn’t in heaven. She’s in a box. And the box is plugged into a rich guy’s yacht battery.
[static spike]
And before you start crying and sending me “Cyrus you’re scaring me,” GOOD. You should be scared. That’s an appropriate emotional response to industrialized existential horror. The article uses that phrase for a reason.
Now, the official statement from New Life Technologies is: “categorically false.”
Categorically false. That’s a phrase they teach executives in a room where the walls are made of non-disclosure agreements.
If it’s false, why redact the rest of the article?
If it’s false, why disappear the people?
If it’s false, why label it “potential misinformation” instead of proving it wrong?
Because the point isn’t truth. The point is permission.
[deep inhale]
You know what GlobalTrust™ is? It’s not a fact-checker. It’s a throttle. It’s a valve. It’s the machine that decides what thoughts are allowed to survive in public air.
And that’s why I’m on AM, baby. Because AM is where thoughts go when they’re not allowed to be respectable.
[rapid-fire]
Now I’m going to tell you what’s REALLY happening.
They found a way to convert emotion into power. Not metaphorical power. Real grid power. The article says energy is being sold.
So the question is: what produces the energy?
Answer: anguish.
You want output? You need input. You want watts? You need wails.
So they built a system that produces the most anguish possible.
How?
They take uploaded minds and aim them at their own families.
That’s not an accident. That’s a design choice.
They don’t want you calm. They want you in that tight little band where you’re doomscrolling, heart racing, feeling helpless, and still clicking.
Grief doesn’t go viral here. It gets CONVERTED.
Converted into what? Energy.
Converted into what else? Compliance.
Because if you’re traumatized, you’ll sign anything for comfort.
[paper slam]
And this is the part where I lose the normies. Good. Leave. Go back to your approved feed.
The system is a church.
New Life is a cathedral.
GlobalTrust™ is the priesthood.
And “misinformation” is their exorcism ritual.
They don’t burn witches anymore. They burn credibility.
[static, then he comes back even louder]
You want proof it’s real?
They REDACTED the article.
They didn’t refute it. They didn’t dismantle it. They didn’t publish counter-records.
They censored it!
And here’s my favorite part, the part that makes me laugh until my gut hurts:
They say the author “voluntarily relocated.”
Voluntary. Like an “optional” update. Like they accepted some terms of service agreement!
Voluntary the way a deer “voluntarily” relocates when it sees headlights!
[breathing]
So what’s next?
They’re going to do what they always do.
They’ll flood the zone with fake versions of the story.
They’ll make it look like an ARG.
They’ll make it look like performance art.
They’ll get useful idiots to spread it.
Then they’ll say, “See? It’s just hysteria.”
And you’ll forget.
Because forgetting is what the system pays you to do.
[click]
Now, I’m not saying the life-extension clinics are literally drinking tears out of chalices.
I’m saying the rich are buying energy made from suffering, and the article says exactly that.
And if that makes you picture a vampire in a lab coat, good. That’s your brain trying to translate corporate evil into a shape you can recognize.
They’re not vampires.
They’re worse.
Vampires are sexy, at least. Would rather have a sexy vampire than a hedge fund manager siphoning grief into a battery.
[long static]
If this transmission cuts it’s because I said something that hit a live wire.
They disappeared the sources.
They redacted the rest.
And they want you to laugh and move on.
Don’t.
Stay on the signal.
Ten Forty-Five AM.
[static]