Lemme tell you what pulled me into this one. I was just scrolling TikTok watching the chaos do what it does when I saw it pop back up: Soylent Green was trending again.
Not in a deep way. Not like folks were unpacking the symbolism or the warning. Nah.
It was trending like:
👀 “BREAKING NEWS”
👀 “They feeding us people”
👀 “This what they been hiding”
👀 “Wake up, y’all!”
And at first, I rolled my eyes. Here we go. Another recycled panic with no pause, no breath.
But then I stopped. Because I saw it for what it really was: Collective recognition. People felt something. That movie triggered something real. It wasn’t just fear it was familiarity. Like, deep down, our spirit recognized the script. But here’s the part that hit me: Nobody ever taught us how to sit with that kind of truth. How to read it. Decode it. Interpret what we feel before we run with what we heard. So instead of reflection, we panic. Instead of decoding, we repost. Instead of discernment, we default to fear. But fam, Soylent Green was never about cannibalism.
It was about consumption.
Not just food.
Not just bodies.
But labor.
Identity.
Time.
Emotion.
Us.
The point wasn’t “they’re feeding us people.” It was: You ARE the product. That’s not shade. That’s not conspiracy. That’s clarity. The system runs on you.
Your clicks.
Your outrage.
Your anxiety.
Your time.
Your eyeballs. And when you feel that weight in your chest, like something ain’t right it ain’t. But see, most folks weren’t taught to read symbols. Nobody explained allegory, metaphor, parable. So, when something feels big, the mind starts scrambling for a headline to match the feeling. We want a monster.
A villain.
A body count.
But the real monster?
It’s quiet.
It scrolls.
It sells. It learns your habits, then feeds off your triggers. And the wildest part? Americans ain’t just trapped inside the machine. They’re fueling it.
Every “they don’t want you to know this 👀” video?
Every rage repost?
Every “share this before it’s deleted”?
That’s content. That’s fuel. That’s data. That’s dinner. The machine doesn’t eat people. It eats panic. It eats urgency. It eats chaos dressed as awareness. And it never gets full. That’s strategy, baby. That’s capitalism’s real meal plan. They didn’t bury Soylent Green. It’s been on the shelf. Right there. We just lost the language to understand it.
So now everything’s literal. Everything’s “exposed.” Everything’s a fire drill with no fire marshal.
But here’s the real: You can’t fight the system while feeding it your fear. Fear is currency. Attention is currency. And they’re cashing out. Discernment ain’t optional it’s protection. Symbolism ain’t woo-woo its armor. Stillness ain’t lazy, it’s strategy. We don’t unplug by screaming. We unplug by slowing down. Observing. Decoding. Thinking.
You are the Soylent Green because you’re valuable. And systems only consume what’s powerful.
So, if you feel it? Pause. Breathe. See it for what it is. Then decide where your energy goes. Because the second you really see, you stop being the product. Not by escaping…But by remembering who the hell you are.
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NikitheOracle (The High Priestess of the Shadows)