The Story of Imperial Collapse
And the fall of the “Victorious Three”
This is either a completely fictional story or an at-least-partially correct hypothesis. It is not for me to decide which one. The collective global community will decide, in one year or ten or twenty, or maybe even after I’m no longer around. What they decide is accurate is what will be recorded, so that will be the narrative, and that will be the “truth.”
The story can start in a lot of different places, and goes back further than where this essay begins, but this is where I’ll start for the purposes of this essay.
Once upon a time, there was a Crisis triggered by a Psychotic Country. This kind of psychosis happens sometimes within totalitarian states; it is to the belief of this writer that the human psyche cannot possess a certain degree of power without it literally damaging their human spirit. So the Psychotic Country began to propagandize their populaces into evil domestic and foreign policies, and then they killed thousands of innocent people.
Eventually, the Psychotic Country was conquered. They were defeated by a collaboration of different players, but those that became most dominant were known as the Victorious Three. They were the ones who fed the most on the Psychotic Country’s remains once they were defeated, absorbing the broken shards into their identities. The Three went by the following names individually—they were called the City of Bankers, the “Greatest Democracy in the World,” and the New Psychotic Country, designed and restructured from the ashes of the first.
For decades, the Three ruled a global empire. They were separate entities, so at times, their intentions and actions diverged. But their individual agendas were mostly to each other’s benefit, so more often than not they would collaborate. Unfortunately, though the Three had conquered a country engaging in great cruelty, they chose to continue a legacy of cruelty rather than usher in a kinder world.
The Three wanted to learn from the defeat of the First Psychotic Country, so they partnered with certain defeated survivors. The survivors agreed to provide advice and join their former enemies, as it meant their lives would be spared. So the new empire learned from the survivors’ successes and mistakes, and adapted their policies with the goal of maintaining their empire unchallenged. But they did not want the world to recognize their patterns, so they altered their approach and design. They knew for instance to operate with a gentle smile, and eyes and words that feigned kindness. Weeds thrive better when no one notices them, as they can grow without being torn from their roots.
Perhaps their intentions were not always purely malicious, or at least not every player within the power structure always was. There was a President for example in the Greatest Democracy, many decades ago, who sought to put limitations on the New Psychotic Country’s power. He however was killed, like so many others that got in the way of the ones who were malicious. Like our earliest of ancestors, these people believed that violence was always the key to power, and so this was the weapon they used to retain their status. Unfortunately, they were very successful, for a while.
The Victorious Three were cunning and powerful. Their methods of maintaining power were not only evil, but boring and dry, hidden within banking systems and the technocratic policies of pretentious thinktanks. Making evil boring makes corruption easy to hide, because if people aren’t willing to wade through the boredom, then corruption becomes harder to detect.
The common people were fed fairy tales as explanations to understand the world around them. Those that played the most by imperial rules were the ones most likely to be rewarded. This built a foundation where those with the most power had the least incentive to attack the system. Those that succeeded within the empire’s educational institutions, for example, were more likely to receive high paying employment, and those that flattered leadership’s policies were given an extended hand to help them ascend arbitrary hierarchies. The empire lied and told populaces that all would be given an extended hand too if they laboured enough. But those that consented to the system were the ones who thrived best, while the dissenters and disadvantaged were either scorned or left behind.
Young activists were considered a potential danger to the Three’s system, so they were given insurmountable obstacles to overcome. They were forced to labor long hours for wages that became lower every year, and the prices for food, water, and shelter rose through the very financial system the Three controlled. Activism was also corralled into the wrong directions through propaganda. The goal was for the youth to either become too exhausted by the system’s demands, or to be shaped into champagne socialists, rewarded for activism in areas that did not change the most exploitative parts of the system, and damaged the very causes the champagne socialists sought to support.
At the same time, the Three ran a web of corrupt banks, paid criminals, false flags, and propaganda throughout the globe to maintain control and manipulate perception. They staged and provoked revolutions in different countries to destabilize states who might challenge their power, and inserted imperial puppets into colonies whenever they were capable. They invaded others to destroy them under the guise of “helping,” and paid terrorists to engage in violence that kept their populaces afraid and scapegoating the wrong players. The Three gave their provoked revolutions names rich in poetic imagery. People would remember the benevolent language, but their propaganda was so dense and quick moving it would drown out details, and people would often not understand the actual dynamics of the events. Perhaps worst of all was the ruling financial system, which drained foreign nations, and saddled them with debt that could never be repaid.
Evil things were thus always happening elsewhere, but not within the homes of the Three. The populaces thus remained ignorant, because their leaders were liars. But the Three wore gentle smiles, and their words and eyes feigned kindness, so their benevolence was not questioned. The Three pretended to embrace their people, and then stole their money to orchestrate events behind the scenes, hiding behind benevolently-named NGOs they created and funded themselves. This resulted in the deaths of millions, and even the common folk in the ruling countries became poorer every day. But as no one knew there was a central cause, the Three continued to thrive unchecked.
The Three’s global banking system was inherently corrupt, designed to profit the elite and rob the proletariat. But as it was designed to exploit, it could not hold forever. This phenomenon had happened in civilizations previously—too much derivatives, and debt that could only grow so much exponentially. Eventually, it would become impossible to fix, no matter how many bizarre tariffs one might throw at it. The system would one day collapse, but when has not yet been written.
Since the end of the last Crisis—the era of the last Psychotic Country—the Three had been fattened on milk and honey. They made so many billions that even if they lost a billion every day, the loss would have no effect on them. With increased, unstoppable power comes increased psychosis. The humanity of the elite eroded, and their greed and evil became purer. But fortunately, psychopaths and narcissists are arrogant, and with arrogance, comes mistakes.
Cracks began to form in the façade. The new Psychotic Country had for example become so spoiled and fat, so unchecked and uncriticized, that their psychosis became the most intense. So the New Psychotic Country, like their predecessor, began to murder hundreds every single day too, particularly those that lived in the Country of Martyrs. The Martyrs, may Allah grant them Jannah, were both victims and heroes. They did not choose to be sacrificed for this, but their loss, strength, courage, pain, and love throughout tragedy awakened the sleeping consciousness of the common folk of the earth.
The common people had been blind, but their attention had been deliberately diverted. And once they awoke, something good began to happen during a dark and horrible era. Their intelligence accelerated, and their consciousness heightened, and they proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that, as a species, they were more benevolent than evil collectively. But they needed to remember who they were, and to reclaim the world that should have belonged to them already.
The allegiance of the Three began to fracture. The City of Bankers and Greatest Democracy in the World’s false masks were exposed by their known loyalty to and sponsorship of the Psychotic Country. They now became known as the Genocidal Three, and their colonies each individually began to see where they had been misled by corruption. The President of the Greatest Democracy, who had posed as a kindly old man, was also exposed, so he and his desired successor were removed, replaced instead by the Orange President. The Orange President was still corrupt, but his allegiances were different than the Presidents that came before him. This changed the empire forever.
The President, inheriting a great mess, learned that the Greatest Democracy needed to cut whatever losses they could to get out. So they tried to cut off the City of Bankers and their NGO thinktanks, leaving them to flounder and drown. The City would be saddled alone with another war the empire had provoked, and would become in danger of being the first of the Three to collapse. But the Orange President found it was harder than he’d expected to extricate himself from the war.
The Orange President however maintained strong ties to the Psychotic Country, and this began to expose his own lies to his supporters too. The Greatest Democracy had always been considered to be the most powerful of the Genocidal Three, however this claim had become confusing. The Psychotic Country still continued their rampage unchecked. It was beginning to seem like the other two not only could be paid off by the Psychotic Country to do whatever they pleased, but perhaps the two could not even stop them if they tried. What was happening? Who was in charge and who obtained the most power? This part of the story has not yet been written.
All over the globe, chaos reigned, because this is what happens during imperial collapse. The common folk protested their leaders, and spies fanned out quietly all over the world, working on behalf of the Three. Spies of other nations were moving too, and in a weakening system, there was also a natural increase of crime. Dark things began to happen in the shadows, mafia plots and murders and fires to destroy evidence. There were true accidents and social decay too, caused by weakening infrastructure, labor, mental health, healthcare, and judicial systems. And there were perhaps secret heroes too, biding their time before the world could know their names.
The common folk that were still asleep could only see the chaos. What is happening? They wondered. Whose fault is this? They sought somewhere, anywhere, for an explanation. They were soothed by their leaders and their propaganda, who provided explanations and fairy-tales to buy more time. The Orange President, who was genuinely sowing chaos and deserved blame for many things, became an easy scapegoat for everything. But the story was larger than him. Sometimes he was truly responsible, but sometimes he had a reason to withdraw from corrupted imperial-funded organizations and wars, and sometimes other players were responsible for strange and confusing events that occurred. The Orange President was an important player, but not the whole game. He did however remain responsible for the suffering of the Martyrs, as well as many others.
But the good news was that the common folk were becoming more powerful. Their consciousness expanded as they exited their false matrix—an artificial, fear-based reality shaped by consumerism, media, and control. They began to see the prison as what it was: a cage that one could simply open and depart. Official narratives broke within in many industries. It was a multi-layered unravelling. Currencies pointed towards instability, and people burned out physically and spiritually. They yearned for something deeper, and for leaders that would make their lives better rather than destroying the world. Trust in institutions eroded, and people began to watch as a crescendo took place. But no one knew where it was heading, they just knew that the air felt like glass. It was as if they were now living in a liminal space, between a dissolving old world and a new one that had not yet taken shape.
Many innocents suffered and died. There was so much pain and darkness that it was difficult to keep faith that evil would be defeated. Many of the Awakened common folk also endured this era alone. Propaganda is powerful, and many remained in the matrix, denying that the empire could have become as cruel as the Awakened claimed. So while the common folk were learning of collapse, they still had to labour and pay taxes into a cruel system that had lost meaning, and had to continue having conversations with Asleep neighbours they knew were still following the narratives of the state.
Some theorized it would all end with the financial collapse, or some kind of Black Swan event they’d remember forever. But some believed it would simply be collective grief that would break the camel’s back. For one day, enough of the population would realize how much they had lost within the matrix, and the breaking of their hearts would be the gateway to change. People would be so unwilling to continue living in falseness, that truth would just automatically become known.
This is a working hypothesis or a fictional story. Not every detail may be true. What is true though that it is at least based on a true story. That, as much, is the truth.