Johanna de Boer
Bio
I live a life of constant choices. To not just survive but live with purpose. Mental & physical health, loss of a child & parent. But also a life of love & laughter. Every day I choose. My experiences mold me, they are not who i am.
Stories (2/0)
The Matrix is real! Sort of.
Be Careful what you want to know. What few people truly know is this. The Matrix is real. Ok, maybe not like in the movies. We don’t have the choice to take the Blue pill or the Red pill. Obviously we also don't have cool ships, telephone escape locations, super abilities or oracles with magic cookies. Well, that last one is more readily available in some places! And of course we don’t have Keanu Reeves and no way to loan Sam Jackson our sleeves. But, in order to become one of the very elite few who know this information you will have to be in a situation that NO ONE wants to be in no matter how secret or elite. In fact, this is rare knowledge that absolutely no one who finds out actually wants to know but can never go back once they have it thrust upon them. There are no Red or Blue pills to choose from. This information is part of a body of knowledge that is rare even in its own uniqueness. Only the elite chosen can know, but once they do, there is not one person who doesn't wish with every single ounce of their being that they never had to know. Or, who doesn't spend the rest of their lives wishing they could go back and unlearn it. Most of the time you never even know or think about this club of people who are now "In the know" at all. That is, if you are one of the lucky ones. One of the ones who are allowed to be in the dark about it. Who never, ever have to experience either the membership or, and this is key, the absolutely horrifying and life altering Initiation situations that are required to even know about it much less to join. But, here I am, Come what may. And for your sake, and indeed for my own, I will speak. And Blessed be the damned consequences of my actions.
By Johanna de Boer3 years ago in Families
Life Unwritten
It had been passed down for generations since what seemed like the dawn of time. Those who protected it were chosen by a select council made up of men and women who were chosen carefully and secretly by someone who was even more careful and secret. That someone was so secret that no one knew who they were either. This Little Black Book. The Holy Grail of recycled paper and leather. This little book designed to look so ordinary it was beautiful. So simple it was refined. And it held secrets to the very human civilization that existed today. Those that knew the Order of Caretakers even existed spent every moment of every day making sure that no one knew that they knew, because everyone knew what happened when someone slipped up. They knew the consequences of exposing the knowledge that this book existed, Well, they didn’t actually know what the consequences were, but they knew they were a secret within a secret, and of course, with that many secrets involved it must be very dire. Something truly horrible and unthinkable. Like pancakes with no maple syrup, pizza with no pineapple, or, and I can hardly think about this, it's so horrible, a Canadian who never ever apologizes. All things that even the most horrible person would admit, go way way too far into uncharted territory. And no one likes uncharted territory because it is, well, so, uncharted. So, according to those who were chosen to remember and to protect this little black book held within its pages the answer to something important. Right?
By Johanna de Boer3 years ago in Futurism
