Category: mythology

It’s become redundant in so many ways to point out that societal heads, industry moguls, and many government figures are complicit in intense crime. The abuses of power exceeds almost all boundaries of imagination. Viewed in a scientific way, The results of the crimes are not much more than a statistic in the measure of predictable response. The setup provided by generations of eugenics driven social control is unquestionably effective at driving, and delivering specific belief patterns and systems. Belief that is almost perfectly protected from internal, critical thought, challenges. With definite elements of reinforcement, very few will challenge what it thinks, and/or trusts, is the ultimate authority. With this dedication, the purveyors of base line messaging have arrived at a place of exceedingly high authority and power. There’s no obligation to be responsible with that power, regardless of the calling to be. Now that another massive monopoly/kleptocracy scam has been whipped on the majority of earth’s population with precise broad based success, why do the power broker public figure heads insist on tipping their individual, and collective, hands? The scam plan is working amazingly well, but the scammers themselves don’t seem to trust that it’s working well enough. Why not? Why be terrifically outspoken about obvious inconsistencies of your own storylines? Why trumpet verifiable falsehoods, and idiotic suggestions? How can one be clever enough to basically dupe an entire world population to belief a story, as concocted as it is, and then jeopardize it by over repeating bullshit it’s built on? They have to be very nervous about something very basic.

Reverse beta testing in progress. Who says that the powers that be are the only ones that can run a beta test!? As quickly as the insistent wear a mask order was given, supported, and enforced, is just as subtly as they are, bit by bit, going unworn. Get used to it!

PSYOP pressere is always being applied tyrannically ivy our worldwide fascist down pressers. Nobody is technically allowed to think for themselves, and if some critical thought is happening, it will happen with an overlay of control, fear and confusion. So, as we’re all walking around with our compliance wear, ideas, and attitudes, I’ve made up my mind to signal my own, “get used to it” message. Unmasked… An unperturbed countenance is never unwelcome, and right now it’s working to an uncontrived expression of a loving PSYOP. Loving in that it is a non-hostile compensation to the mask directive that is meant to continue our reduction as people. Psychology not withstanding, we all benefit from seeing a smile. In a world of hurt, smiles go miles. Who says who, anyway, what kind of freedom you may or may not have. When it comes to facing the world, it’s time to actually face it. Right now for better, or even better let’s signal to ourselves and others that we’ll decide for ourselves how it will be. Looking around it’s nice to know that it’s not only me, and i’m fully on board; going mask free.

For those of us that have had the stress of trying to keep up with an unraveling false narrative, it’s nice to not have to do that anymore. It becomes increasingly difficult for the narrators of lies to hide their disquiet when facts outpace fabrication. As the old “baffle them with bullshit” strategy runs it’s course, and rams into the real; cracks, fissures and tears in the story fabric allow ever increasing amounts of light into the manufactured narration. Each ray of light exposes a bit more of an alibi system that can fail at any, if not many, points. The contrived, and ultimately baseless, fact base makes all the perpetuation efforts a preoccupation, an encumbrance, and an embarrassment. Perpetuating the narration now becomes a test of the determination of those needing to maintain it versus that which is challenging to expose it. On a good day it would be nice to say that we’re working to have an actuality and reality narration be prevailing, but it’s liberating to not have to spend a single second defending a topic, or series of topics, that are just not true.

There is no doubt that there are factions directing the ship of our collective fate. There is also no doubt that those factions could care less for our well being. In fact, all the science, and technology at the disposal of the social control agents in these factions are willfully, willingly, and intentionally doing us harm. Every imaginable kind of harm, in every imaginable way. We may never know exactly who these individuals and factions are, but we can do one thing for sure… We can evaluate the entire popular narrative, every official source, all the peer pressure, and stop doing what we’re being told to do by these factions. We can stop participating in torpedoing our own collective fate ship.

So often conventional wisdom is delivered emphatically with sure confidence. So much personal experience, however, contradicts the rigid declaratives about peoples, and what they prove to actually be about. All the images and stories of people at each other’s throats is routinely unfound. Again yesterday down in Point Pleasant New Jersey there were loads of people of all walks of life mixed together happily. There was no overbearing threat of danger or suspicion to be found, heard, or sensed anywhere. Again, and again yesterday, all the persuasions that we the people are our own enemy has been defied, and the only screams of surprise were the screams of joy among those loving their surprises which were popping up in the funhouse.

I’m visiting the relic of my spiritual guide’s abandoned home. There is snow inside the house. The snow has drifted into the corners of the great room in which I find myself. This is the room in which we had met many times. On the wall beside the fireplace there is a faux impression on/in the wall. I remembered that there was once a window here where the impression is now. The impression captures my attention, and I begin observe it. The impression is moving, morphing, and kind of melting. It’s my spirit guide! It’s his impression moving and gesturing like an animated sculpture. It’s great to see him again!

There’s a message coming through the apparition. I’ve known this guy well. His eager manner and determination is obvious in spite of the fact that he’s at peace. Very deliberately, the apparition sculpture, faux texture, on the wall is telling me to do that which he realizes he could have done better, and more… With the appearance of a phantom left hand, on the winter wall, he reaches to the solar plexus spot, and points in. Follow your heart. With this the entire event scene evaporates. Follow your heart. Thank you Jay.

Once seen, there’s no way to un-see or un-realize the present truth. Fear trauma and normalcy warping headlines now hang like trappings on a bulletin board. The former supposed reporting authority has been tossed up. The new news compartment for traditional journalism sources isn’t just propaganda; it’s truth inverter. All information is being twisted by filters of mind control purpose. No one is trusted, or allowed, by the print bosses, or social captains, to think freely. The news isn’t fake; it’s twisted. Modern day reporting is accurate in this real way; what is isn’t, what isn’t is, what’s marginalized should be emphasized, and what’s dismissed is essential. The blame game is rigged with those screaming crime the loudest being the most guilty., and the righteousness of the blamed is tectonic. Indeed those that are suggesting, demanding, that they be trusted are penultimately untrustworthy, and the subtleties of having progressed to this place of one hundred percent complete hijack of traditionally trusted information sources are beyond bound. The subtleties of the science mind controls potentials are astronomical. Traditional journalism at this point is a pass at your own risk trip. Read critically, I find hope in the twisted reporting. Recently I saw the article of the hawk killing chicken that had been a lonely woman’s best friend. Hmmmm…

The article about the bird on bird attack was a source of terrific optimism. Algorithmically there is nothing in the news that is done arbitrarily, or without purpose. In this case, the vilification of a subject operating instinctually in the natural world is the point. Identifying the innocent victim of a sad random act of nature is another point. Catalyzing feelings of unfairness in this situational equation is the objective. The reason I find this particular story is a stout stalwart of hope and enterprise is because of who the villain is. All beings have their brave power characteristics. Members of the modern world are lacking some mighty important ones. Honor, intuition, and courage are right at the top of the list of what we could all use much greater capacities of. These traits among peoples are a very real threat to the BS narration of civilization in this modern time. Ironically enough, these happen to be the traits of the hack that preyed on the chicken. With a further twist, the chicken is probably as exploited industrial food species as any, and the hawk’s populations at one time had been so messed up by many different human operating practices in modern industrial time that they were on the brink of extinction. Not to mention, that the lady who was leaning on the chicken for friendship, service, and support was probably doing so because she couldn’t emotionally reconcile what she was seeing in the nightly news. This bird kill article was delivered specifically to invert my internal attitude to what’s perfectly well ordered in the natural world. Who, exactly, is bullshitting who?

Hatched in tree top vaults of heaven / An incubation tube in the back of a lab / Favor found fortune an interminable tussle / The witness admires with remarkable dread / Freedom from captive longing splashed red / Our loss is our gain the story re-read / The honor is savored rewarding the dead / The true curse accursing the miserable un-dead

The only power others have over me is the power I give them.

Out in New York on I84 traveling through Duchess and Orange counties there are some immense warehouses built along side the highway. These facilities are freakin enormous! There are tractor trailers galore parked all over the lots and loading docks. There’s no doubt that many consumers are gluttonous and insatiable, but there is no way that this much space is required for conventional commerce. The recent new development of yet another colossal amount of acreage has me pause. What is this really for!? This warehouse redundancy isn’t for any traditional merchandise handling. No way! All of a sudden it hits me. It’s for provisioning! Burgeoning, and expanding underground communities need support and supply. These are access points for the underground world. It has for years been reported that subterranean complexes and networks, have been developed as like safety getaways that can be inhabited when the surface of the earth is no longer life friendly. Bunkers for the mega rich. The underground would definitely need surface support. Commerce is the cover for these bunker provision terminals. Supplies are being stockpiled, and the building materials are being staged for going into the earth. There’s no doubt that resource hoarding on earth is commonplace, and there’s no disputing the un-sustainabilty of the modern world. Tthere’s a demographic of people looking to get to safety, and these look like the gates. It’s no fun to think that the state of world wellness is in such jeopardy, but at least the prime movers of polluting and exploiting are running scared.

Deep, deeper, and deepening into the earth is the burrowing and burying of the panicking pack of parasitic kleptocrats that are on the run like the horny young guys from the movie Porky’s were when the mock axe murderer stormed into the swamp brothel. Advanced awakening is billowing through society around the world, Formerly cocky corporate captains have lost their collective sea legs. The web of perpetual lies and alibis, used to trick/force people into believing, the now flagrantly obvious, societal narrative frau, is collapsing. It’s coming down like a Jenga tower, or, if you will, like towers WTC 1,2,7 One can’t even begin to keep pace with the rapid fire lies of the self appointed authorities, and their puppet political hack flack lackeys.. All the talking heads have basically reached functional apoplexy. So, with traditional journalism, long hijacked, dead, the grass roots groundswell of coherent independent journalism is coming on, and can no longer have the lid held down over it. Censor independence all you want. The surge of truth is blowing open a hole in the fraud fire wall. The parasites that have been leaching off the living planet for millennia are exposed, and nobody is more afraid of the truth than the liar. Faced with this fact combined with the once hospitable environment turning hostile, the most prolific cheaters and thieves of our world are looking to escape, with many heading for the bunker. It would be one thing to say, “Good riddance”, but these reprobates can’t leave even the most nasty situation alone. There’s an insistence on putting the scorched earth pedal to the metal, making an already painfully toxic situation worse! Liberty could sure use some help and resuscitation. It can’t hurt that it’s traditional enemy is running scared, and heading underground.The ensuing vacuum on the surface of earth isn’t all that healthy. We’re going to need help. We’re going to need a lot of help.

The sense of being overwhelmed, rendered helpless, and hopelessly unable to be liberated from the programs of evolved social organization is not unusual at all. It’s the effective result of generations of deliberate and powerful personality manipulation and eugenics driven scientific application. The aggressors that have committed to these programs, their development, and their use have made a catastrophic choice. Any contradiction to this falls totally short. Any need for secrecy is an instant admission of wrong doing. Period. The beneficiaries of the capitalistic/monopolistic money wealth generation, security, and accumulation have dug themselves a very real hole. It’s a karma hole. In the present state, our karma clearing practices are going to be intense. For those that have actively participated in creating so much lopsided karma of harm the consequence is cosmic. It probably makes sense that petrified cowards would want to go hide from the sun, and the miasma earth’s atmosphere has become, but the reality is that they are all bailing in with others just like themselves. Good luck with that. On the surface we’ll await the miracle, and see in due course, what that is. Fatefully may eternity smile. Those that couldn’t stand the light have got underground.

It would be nice to think that awareness advocacy is not a pestilence. When the sense of alert inside is alarmingly urgent, it is very difficult to not sound off a siren call of warning. The repetition of the alert, however, while pretty consistent, isn’t welcome. So, the matter at hand, for raising awareness, becomes one of expression, and it’s form. The point is not to beat someone else over the head with observations that they don’t want to hear. The mitigating feature inside the messenger that creates repetition, however,is the thought that the info is so key, that at some level, everyone should want to be aware. Not the case. Shut down, dispute, unfriendliness, and schism is common. Recently I heard someone say that if the truth were told in a way that it could be understood, it would be believed. So…. Now the responsibility as an awareness advocate is to find a way to be responsibly discerning, and meaningfully informative.

Compassion and love of others that I perceive to be asleep, and seem to be fighting to stay that way, is challenging. Checking up the internal pride about being right is challenging too. Righteous ranting excesses are selfish, damaging, and counter productive. It’s so important to not forget that the Devil could care less about how right a point of view is as long as there is an argument about it. As far as the spirit prince of disunion, discord, and hatred is concerned, the more stubborn, personal, bitter, and hostile an argument is, the better.Righteousness works communicatively with confident humility. The basic internal attitude that remembers that we’re all equal, regardless of what our point of view may be at any given time. We all have our reasons for our current view point, and it’s valid. If the real objective is to work towards improving the quality of our shared reality; arguments and fights can’t happen. The best way through a defense is to never raise it, so an inspired sense of good timing is invaluable. Selfishness is also thereupon for wanting to get the satisfaction of seeing desired changes in others happen. Patience. Patience. Patience. The patience of knowing that a valuable message has been delivered regardless of how it seems to have been received is fundamental. Trusting that a valuable message has been delivered has to be premium. There’s satisfaction in not getting riled up! Man, I’ll tell you what?! This often gets emotionally tricky!!It’s especially tricky when others are smart, pointed, and motivated to aggressively, or passively dismiss, marginalize, and/or disprove what has just been offered. Letting the issue lie without argument is sublime It can be. People carry messages; Providence does the changing, and does it in It’s time.

What of the means? Laughter is good medicine, so satire might very well be a very good tool. Success is avoiding being mean spirited and angry, enjoy spreading insights, poking fun at our shortcomings, and keeping the expectations low. Who knows how far liberation can reach with some good natured humor? No question that the modern world has enough power driven operations. It appears that much of the modern world’s shared reality conditions are running rapidly and dangerously into the red. In a big way, this is no laughing matter, however, the dire expressions, sarcasm, criticism, condemnation, intolerance, hostility, and un-love are very apparent, so an anti-pole of actual levity may provide an important pause. A pin point moment of freeze frame clarity which affords each the most useful view of the world available at some important moment. The road to hell may be paved with good intentions (and some not so good ones as well), so when all is said and done it’ll be nice to be remembered for having had the best lemonade stand on that road along the way.