I've taken an active role in buzzing out the little voice in my head that reads words aloud when I look at a sign. Either that, or forcing it to repeat those words again and again until it sounds like any other noise. Like a mantra.

Magical scribbles, people. That's all they are. Magical mind control scribbles.

Walking through SouthCenter mall and the surrounding consumerville known as Tukwila is good practice for this.

It's level grinding against a bombardment of capitalist egregores trying to invade your space and influence you to buy shit you don't need.

Spend enough time silencing that little voice that automatically sounds out words in your head, and soon enough? Every sign and logo in the mall starts looking as garbled as a QR code...

Taking a step back and observing egregores, I'm becoming rather fascinated by their workings.

As I was strolling through the mall today I saw many of these entities of varying colors and styles.

All of a sudden, I see a giant white apple bordered by monolithic metal pillars and where I used to acknowledge that it was just another Apple store...Looking at it now...It's superimposing.

Steve Jobs is long gone, but this entity he helped create is still ongoing and evergrowing.

That's an example of egregores of the capitalist variety.

There are positive egregores that can manifest, however they are rather tough to find in this society.

Especially in Seattle where you see the eldritch abomination of Amazon consuming the city while privileged yuppies are blissfully unaware that they are the drooling, mindless cells of a larger body.

I keep thinking of Legion from Castlevania...