LIVING IN A VIRTUAL REALITY SINCE 1492

We Nican Tlaca have been living false lives, in a virtual realty since 1492.
We are Non-Thinkers because we have been made that way by European.

We Nican Tlaca are living dead lives, empty lives, in a virtual reality nightmare. 

We have been victims of European terrorism, a holocaust, and genocide for 500 years.

We Nican Tlaca have had our civilizations and cities destroyed and forgotten.
We have been raped, robbed, culturally castrated, dehumanized, and enslaved.

We Nican Tlaca have had 95% of our population exterminated by Europeans.
We had 100 million of our people exterminated by smallpox biological warfare.

We are ignorant of the heart of all these truths: that we are a slave people.

We are ignorant that we are raped of body, mind, and decapitated of leadership.

We are robbed of our identity, our history, our humanity, our honor, everyday.

We are robbed of our dignity, our right to be warriors for our nation, everyday.

Our lives are dead and empty; we are living in a European-made virtual reality.

Our false lives are the virtual hell that Europeans have imposed on us since 1492.

This false reality is lived in a false real-place where we live as foreigners on our lands.

This false reality is a place where we live disgraced in poverty as gangsters and fools.

are you really letting this sink into you?

We live virtual dead lives because we do not live as a free nation on our continent.

We have no warriors to defend us, so we are treated as if we are a dead people.

When other people of the world see us we do not look dead, just irrelevant.

We have been dead 500 years but we look foolishly alive, empty of intelligence.

We walk and talk and eat and sleep everyday as if we are fully alive.

We live our virtual lives as if we have true lives as full human beings.

We have sex and have children, and live "spiritual" lives, living the slave's lie.

Each generation we are born dead, born without honor, without warriors.

We are not true individuals; we only have false identities, no true nation.

We live Hispanic/Latino/Raza/Mestizo/Indian/Latin/Gangster fool's lives.

read this all again and again until the curse is broken
and you know no other life other than that of a scholar warrior!

We lack knowledge to break our curse, to end our false lives, our virtual reality.

We have been poisoned to not want knowledge, to embrace cowardice.

The world looks down on us, does not respect us, we do not respect ourselves.

We have been traumatized by 500 years of European rapes and robberies.

We have been left orphans of our heritage, without warriors to protect us.

We have been left lost in a false and evil virtual world created by Europeans.

only a tiny fraction of those who read this will do anything of value
to break out of their slave virtual reality lives.

In this world every night we are walked to our graves and we are buried in sports.

We do not understand our state of non-being, only mindless music rules our minds.

We obey when told to follow our masters to our virtual graves TV and sports.

We obey when we are put into our graves of gangster culture, rap, hip-hop.

already now there are those rebelling defending the countless years
they spend on sports, mindless music, gang culture, here is where they exit.

We are ignorant of the daily rapes and robberies of our Nican Tlaca nation.

We are ignorant of the smallpox warfare that the Europeans used against us.

We think we are the natural slaves of Europeans, that we must melt into them.

We think that the only way that we can live is as pale or paler versions of ourselves.

We have been bred as cowards and traitors to ourselves for 500 years.

We are empty of our true history, our Nican Tlaca identity, our true selves.

This virtual reality could be broken with a simple learning of the truth in the mirror.

This virtual reality would shatter if we knew our warrior heritage, our warrior selves.

We are the buried warriors, the buried geniuses of mighty ancient civilizations.

We are the buried heroes of legends, poisoned by deceit and monstrous lies.

We can easily destroy this virtual reality of the slave lives we live with warrior actions.

We can easily end the European slave master by becoming these words you read.

We can break the curse, the poison, by reading on an idea: Nican Tlaca liberation.

But it just doesn't enter our heads, or if it does enter it quickly exits in cowardice.

knowledge of our Nican Tlaca selves and our reconstructed warrior hearts
will lift the colonialism from our lives and from our nation.

So, every night we either walk to our graves or we can reconstruct ourselves as warriors.
We can be warrior heroes or collaborators with the Europeans destroying our people.

in a hundred years or a thousand years we will be liberated
and this generation will be remembered as the coward generation.

We can continue as gangsters and church clowns, as an empty foolish people.
We will sing songs of gangster/church slaves watching sports, living empty lives.

The weed, the alcohol, the heavier drugs will dull the truth of our empty lives.
The domestic violence, gangster killings, will justify our cowardice.

We serve the parasitic vampire masters who empty our lives of meaning.
We dare not speak or act against them in the smallest meaningful way.

We rob and terrorize our families, our neighborhoods, but never our masters.

We serve in silence, in submission, as cowards, with no dignity, no honor.

The end of the story is nowhere in sight, nowhere is it searched for.

The end of the story will never come, our dead lives will serve forever.

If you find yourself in this virtual reality, look in the mirror, learn our history.

In Nican Tlaca knowledge you will find the courage to end of this virtual reality.