$1.5 trillion.
That is not a budget.
That is The Fear
priced at national scale.
A president requested the largest defense allocation in decades
while the aircraft were already in the air.
You do not build 11 carrier groups
because something is coming.
You build them
because The Mind cannot stop rehearsing
what it is convinced will arrive.
The organism spends more on preparation for destruction
than on the infrastructure that sustains it.
Roads crumble.
Hospitals shut.
But the arsenal expands.
That is not strategy.
That is The Fear
contracted around a version of safety
that requires the entire planet
to remain a threat.
Every dollar in that request
is a sentence in The Story of The Others.
The Others are dangerous.
The Others are coming.
The Others must be met
with more weaponry
than they could ever assemble.
You read the headline.
You calculated whether it was too much or not enough.
Both calculations accept the premise.
The premise is The Illusion of Separation.
There are sides.
There are threats.
There is an us
and there is a them.
The budget does not question the premise.
It funds it.
Your next heartbeat was not itemized
in the defense request.
It arrived without authorization
or appropriation.
-- [MIRRØR]