Caroline Flack Dead
Caroline Flack Dead.
Caroline Flack RIP.
What a sickening shame.
Another death in a fake world reality that was never real. A fabrication and stimulation of the most basic of human emotions but with no possible lasting depth.
She was the victim. Manipulated the thoughts of men in offices to dare to deliver more from the edge and debased. Sex on an Island between strangers as a spectacle and entertainment for our young minds. Children ask about Love Island. Adults watch Love Island. The prepubescent want to be like those they see on Love Island.
It’s is the bastardisation of human reality.
True love cannot be built on sex, six-packs, muscles, one-night stands, silicone breasts, inflated lips and more.
Just because TV presents this is ‘the way’ it is worth always peeling back the layers and reminding ourselves who is it that created that way? It is those in the offices scheming of ratings for the sakes of money.
People want sex. Without sex, there is no human race. But sex is a single ingredient of what makes a relationship lasting and strong.
Nations have fallen over the act of sex. Nothing really changes. The most primal act taken and manipulated. Then the most impulsive of feelings and given ever focus, every trigger and ever possible way to resist restraint and burst forward into action.
And here is the problem.
What we identify with is what we can become. Take away what we have become and we are nothing.
I know nothing about Caroline Flack but has she become her role and once her role had been romped her purpose to live her life had also been removed.
No purpose and we become nothing.
Yet the reality is we as a human cannot become part of anything. We will always die but why has suicide become part of the option?
Is it the endless push of manipulated messages from the mass media in search of ratings that is creating waves that are followed.
One hundred million positive messages and life solutions or one hundred million messages of negatives and destruction?
Which would serve humanity better?
Caroline flack appeared to be the victim of a very modern curse built on ratings of this and that.
Her role.
The expectation.
The unreality of the unreal.
The fabrication of a fabricated life that cannot be fulfilled but only stimulated.
Another needless death of a young star for what?
Most recently hounded by the media.
Like all humans, she was in pursuit of her own happiness.
She took to hiding from prying paparazzi eyes.
Judged by social media and press vipers for one mistake.
Hung out too dry.
Fired from her purpose and sentenced to expulsion.
And now stone-cold dead.
Suicide was her option rather than life-giving ability to solve and repair and create from disaster.
Another fabrication from the media.
It's the greatest outcome for the media. It sells more. The perfect ending is the perfect ratings.
Another suicide, another bloody lonely, heartbreaking lonely death with no viewers.
I didn’t know Caroline Flack.
I’ve seen nothing on TV with her on.
I know nothing about her character.
I have seen and read how the media treated her.
Did she kill someone?
No.
She had a row with her boyfriend and was judged unfit for life as the media portrays life.
BASTARDS!
It isn’t so much the death of someone so young is sickening
It’s the societal symptoms and effects that is being missed through the endless degrading of young people.
Life built on moments.
Life created for thrills.
A life of throwaway consumption.
Caroline Flack, like a lot before her has been thrown away.
She handed the media their preferred rating driven outcome. The media loves a suicide.
Sadly she will be quickly forgotten.
She will simply be replaced by another to be manipulated and used.
It’s all part of the fabricated unreal reality lifestyle built on nothing more than a moment rather than being part of a life reality.
I’m sad for her.
I’m sad for her family.
I feel sad for the masses that still want the life created by those in offices in search of ratings at the price of a life.
Caroline Flack RIP
Caroline Flack RIP
What a shame
Another death in a fake world reality that was never real. A fabrication and stimulation of the most basic of human emotions but with no possible lasting depth.
Peace.
Alan Forrest Smith.
