Perceptual Puppetry

[Intro] "The supreme art of war is to subdue the enemy without fighting." Sun Tzu. Iran lost the headline but kept the Strait. Watch the puppet. Miss the hand. [Verse 1. Sun Tzu in the Strait] Iran on the wire, the leadership erased, Generals in rubble, the script said disgraced. Oil kept moving, after posturing dismayed trade, Hormuz held the choke, barrel delay is more price paid. Pentagonal posturing, billions blasted on bombers, wrote a song, The Strait wrote a tax that the empire pays to play along. Sun Tzu in satellite secrets, defeat is a disguise, "Win" on captured media, billions lost, allies in short supply. Look at the rubble, no revenue if rebuild contracts don't implicitly stack Look at the missiles, miss the meddling milieu manipulating a mandarins acidic cracks. The general who "lost" is a generalisation now taught: The fight you don't fight is a fight won, distort retort. [Hook] Hands backstage, hands backstage, Every hand's a puppet of a hand at the next stage. Tricksters tricking trickers, every tricker plays the mark, Slopaganda mirror loops, sim theory illuminate dark. Hands backstage, hands backstage, Sim inside a sim inside is this stages cage. [Verse 2. The Lego Puppet] "Truth Social" is the psy-op printed on the door, A platform named for what it strips, propaganda's core. Mandarin marionette typing thunder all in caps, Outplayed by lego, Persian programmers playful trap. AI-infused mocking missiles, slopaganda floods heated scuds, emperor infantilised in render-farms, judged: depleted dud. Puppet thinks they are the show, attached strings say otherwise, Kompromat collateral, dossier soul-latched poltergeist. Handler hand from another stage steers the hand that types, Through every hand, news stand, rebrand and hollowly handled hype. Lebanon footnoted, cedars sacrificed smothered in smoke, "Greater" intentions in the friend-of-friend bespoke yoke joke. Puppeted puppet barks headlines, hidden hand drafts the deed, Audience canned claps candidly, costumed costumes, contexts bleed. [Hook] Hands backstage, hands backstage, Every hand's a puppet of a hand at the next stage. Tricksters tricking trickers, every tricker plays the mark, Slopaganda mirror loops, sim theory illuminate dark. Hands backstage, hands backstage, Sim inside a sim inside is this stages cage. [Verse 3. The Inside Job] This stage is a theatre fed to incite shared rage, leeringly look at puppets, not strings lies tied backstage. Inciting unrest, distrust, revoke the system, forced submission Devil delivers "security," prayers for peace craftily listened. Minority Report to extort, zeitgeist reframed, curated ambition Free thought framed insanity, intellectual inhibition Digital diagnosis is a muzzle, protocol's the pens pen, "Treatment-resistant" a label assigned to every citizen. Pathology is the code prescripted for patterns they don't like, deviation flagged, delineated deviance 'deserves' a strike. Refuse a script, become a symptom in constrictive chart, Refuse a cage, captures character as caged upstart. Theatre's cost was never just the headlines you consume, Theatre's cost is the costume corralling every room. [Bridge] Iran. The Strait. Trump. The strings. Israel. The hand. Palantir. The score. Truth Social. The lie. Minority Report. The cage. Read the room. Read the rage. Read the puppeteers puppeting puppets backstage. [Outro] Sun Tzu slides through insilence, win without war, Headline a hostage, substance the floor. Turn the puppet around, see strings to puppet puppeteer, Strings quantumly entangled infinitely, fractal frontiers. Hands backstage back hands that backed the stage Liberation is reading the script split amongsts pages.