The Leya Experience #21 | the ever since
a progress into moral quietness
So I’ve done some reading and watching series and movies. Even though they are fictional, they are still inspiring and it takes a life of its own in my head. Especially after the Covid years. Being locked up in my own home, got me thinking more and more. I’ve written it down in my notebook and I will try now.
What if the technology on computers was tested on humans? What if that same technology was tested on baby’s? Just insert a small part and wait what will happen. Some will survive and some won’t. The ones who survive you test and follow their progress. You test and test until the wishful result emerges. Or a result you haven’t expected. What will you do then?
Ever since Covid I’ve been thinking about that. Not knowing where you’re from or what your heritage is, makes you wonder the strangest stories about yourself. Without telling and proofing you otherwise. The story unfolds in your brain, until you can’t consider it a fantasy anymore. More and more you realize that what you’re thinking might be the truth repeating in your subconscious.
Being taken. Being captivated. Drugged. Chipped. Shipped. Sad. Silenced. Transformed. If I can, I can be anything, but I choose to be Leya. All these years I haven’t transformed into the morally approved citizen the community embraces. I am someone who enjoys the quietness after her moments on the dancefloor celebrating freedom. They don’t own me. I can’t be tamed.
Until this day I manage to be my own person, regardless of the wishes of those around me.