The Filtered Will Of AuthorityApril 23, 2025Michael Paul Young
Face fragmented for compliance. No expression unauthorized. These are the protectors, engineered empathy voids with abstract overlays. They wear personality like camouflage, permitted in moderation. A smile is a directive. Identity is modular. Green for patience. Orange for alertness. Red for recalibration.
Every curve of flesh rendered soft with false color, digestible to the eyes of the obedient. The public sees shapes, not threats. Texture pacifies. Pattern distracts. And behind it all: the unspoken directive—observe, suppress, repeat.
They say the new generation won’t fear them. They say that’s good. They say too much. But their silence hums the loudest.
