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I remember hearing System of a Down doing their Wake Up the Souls Tour. The tour commemorated the 100 year anniversary of the Armenian Genocide. Armenian Genocide?! What Armenian Genocide?

Genocide is the eradication of culture. The systematic effort to eliminate any trace, artifact, or memory of a culture. It obviously includes killing people. The Armenian Genocide was intense. While researching what had happened in the Ottoman Empire a century ago, a distressing feeling developed. How had I not been more aware of this? How many other groups of people had their stories totally obliterated? If not wiped out, then unilaterally twisted into the incomplete and distorted narration of the world known as history. As it would be, I’m more aware of genocide than I thought. Manifest destiny is genocidal. From Tibet to the Killing Fields, Rwanda and America, the lists are staggering.

Researching the eradication of nations and cultures is easy. Anti life zealotry is a repetitively horrific feature of “civilized” beings that runs through the stories of societies all over this planetary realm. Oppressive dominance, and the endeavor to achieve it, doesn’t seem to be reserved to any one particular race, or group. However, the systematic nature of planning, persuading, and executing are consistent. Power grabbers through the ages have exploited the predictability of their fellows’ emotional responses to leverage dominance again and again. After gaining a critical amount of public trust, burgeoning control organizations introduce, and continuously reinforce, the prime influencer of personality… fear. With threat leverage applied to the minds of subjugated groups, formidable formations develop which provide social control masterminds access to commandos of a most mind washed brand. The ensuing nightmares of exploitation and eradication then take place with a truly baffling cosmic rationale. Mass murder and total destruction then ensue in the names of diplomacy, justice, security, and peace. In the ensuing tug of information war, schisms of worldview develop, clarity evaporates, propaganda is brokered, confusion reigns, and history narrations develop in selfishly distorted ways. Once the lopsidedness of the story telling evolves. reality gets inverted, and it as if what has always been, never was.

I’m finding the stories of cultural preservation compelling. Races that become aware of their own pending demise have demonstrated a commitment, conviction, and resolve that re-balances nightmarish extermination with hope. Control over story telling is not reserved. As overwhelmingly tragic as genocidal mass murdering and cultural scrubbing is, is as brilliant are the stories of emergency preservation of culture that oppressed groups have made. Within the huddled critical mass of those still living begins a fascinating transcendency. We are not dependent upon dominators to care for our own story. We are going to need keepers. Keepers of the heritage, the memories, rites, and customs. Oh faith… Oh favor… It is never a bad time to listen for the song of the nation while it can still be sung; fearlessly sung.

Word by word, a written history can be manipulated. The victor writes a story, not the story. Taking responsibility for the preservation of one’s own story is survival. Obviously, the key is to know it. Wake Up the Souls is a down stream example of a nation that would not let the memorial version of their own story disappear. The story of how this, and other, peoples that have not been successfully choked out by the stranglehold of murderous genocidal efforts which had them on the brink of disappearance, now gets told along with the oppressors’ story. Coherence is a revelation away, and the cadence of truth is revelation’s antecedent. Down the ages the sages sing abundantly lively that, “We’ve been here.” As the chorus grows, our collective voices raise. Heart harmonies bulge, swell, and reveal that it is much easier to voice memorial truths than to adjust a bastardized jumble of convenient heroics which always and only favor one cause. The strategy of twisting the story to favor the winner has run its course. Desperate overlords of the status quo are resorting to absurdity to mask an exposed, recognized, ongoing, ever expanding, genocidal attack. With this, the world of the oppressors shrinks, cooperation the sickness stops,. and an age infused with truth, vitality, and authenticity rises. Reconciling ourselves to the actuality of existence is far from easy, although doing it interrupts the race to blind oblivion that dark force agents, that have laid waste to nations, insist upon. Eradication is no given.

Take hold of alternatives. Learn and tell your story! Knowing that we’ve been living in a progressively sickening organ is a start. Informational bastardization engineering will always be a strategy. It cannot prevail. It is built to fail. Look and listen through each sentence and hymn. The oppressors have tipped their hands. It is wise to invert the official narrative. Ensuing understandings won’t near be perfect, but they will be heading in a different direction. The voices voicing the survival of the crushed have a weight and merit that raises and carries all of us to a new experience with ourselves. The prevailing residuals will announce that we have very much lived, done it in our long standing traditional way, and survived.

In the shades of a mockery; a farce. / Planning planning forever shaming and marking the by parts of course. / Subliminal sisters watering sprouts. /. Carousing cartographers, lost, carry blame /. For leading an hombre – a femme long astray. /. Yet he left reminders and she left for long. /. The hungry grow brighter / The abused join in song. / Fairly left bit early, squarely, and strong. /. Beware holding heavy. /. You arms racing fools. / An augmenting twist moment. /. Spring gales lash the king. /. Hell holds a blessing in the searing of night. /. Dominance control freaks have broken the bell. / Liberty’s crying this sinister knell. /. The hopeless have favor /. The favored now fall. /. Left long a plenty. /. The poet has lifted; lifted the veil. /. Scared running scumbags have forgotten to cover. /. The last signs of scandal /. A dishonorable rail. /. The squashed now breathe freely. /. Oppressors hold court. /. Each pointing the other, now frozen in quartz

You don’t die and go to heaven. You live and go to heaven.

To be continued…

After having been belief manipulated into deciding to steer the ship our lives on to a collision course of certain sinkage, it might be wise to get to the lifeboat; the lifeboat of deliberate critical choice. It is well time to open the mind.

In the theater box of the presently known world, there are clearly rivaling factions of insulated societal drivers that are totally committed to achieving monopolistic ends. These monopoly objectives are being pursued with relentlessly selfish means and utter contempt for any collatteral. The actual individuals, leaders, and members of the monopoly groups pursuing domination are mysterious. They are most known by family name. It’s a list of crime family names. Like all historical bullet points of social “progress” clearly shows that, stop at nothing, crime combines have no use for the truth. Inverting truth is the primary tool, and there is an intense disdain for fact. Any expectation that the disdainful will operate on any principle of virtue is, has, and always will be dashed. This is the absolute nature of the organized operatives and orchestrated operations of those that have founded entire movements on virtue inversion. The dedication to fallacious announcements, instructions, descriptions, and structures is impressive, however, the profound incoherence of researchable reality in this theater box demonstrates in stark relief that, in official terms, most often two plus two will equal five.

As the departure from the modern world continues, less and less time is spent on the broadcast news. The relief of deleterious effect of the information infection on the mind is welcome. The strategy of going slow with news exposure is not for everyone. The extent to which current events doctoring, by inside agents, and reporting, by corporate media, fans flames of discontent among people is debatable, however, there are interesting and progressive discussions happening that do not much revolve around the latest breaking news, outrage, or scandal. Balanced macroscopic world viewing includes the chaos of the modern “civilized” world along with a stubborn calmness within the emotionally stable.There are islands of calm in the seas of inflammatory controversy. It is more than possible to stand, with conviction, on grounded principle without having to fight. Argument is a tool of the provocateur. Conflict, and all the excuses for it, allow access for the intentionally problematic persuasion elements for disunion. Acrimony only gets one so far. Short of satire, we’ll effort to unlock the vault of reason and effective clarity.

To speak one’s truth… The patterned corporate orchestration of destabilization is serving to breakdown civility, humanization, and intuition. Yet, certain instincts are difficult to dislodge from the essential self of soul beings. For instance, nobody potentially knows freedom like those that lose it. A progressive constriction of liberty and freedom in the modern world has risen an alert in many to declare and guard their own. This revolution, prompted by systematic corporate attack is as much a result of the assault as the psych damage and disability the attack is intended for. The weaponized insurgency has a legacy that is leaked into public discourse. This leaking is eye opening. Historical admissions of mind control, false flags, and propaganda are some examples. Once this stuff is seen, it can’t be unseen, Then as the willingness to acquiesce to corporate programming falls off, manifest changes of awakening are not too hard to identify. A worms turns. The rhetoric stops. Communions happen with healthy, accurate, references to the trouble makers of the world. Outrage can wait because grounded people (and there are many) do not knuckle under to the temptation to respond in unprincipled ways. This is an exercise of freedom. The sovereignty inherent in this action is more valuable than all the gold the corporate kleptocrats are, and have been, grabbing. The deployed weaponry of disunity don’t work on everyone. In fact, the exact tools used to tear down, transformed, are the exact things that builds up. It’s an evolution revolution.

Mysteriously wandering the stony wilderness of the places around our home, a youth found layers and layers of wonder in the boulders, trees, streams, sticks and stones along the path of discovery that chance would have this one wander. Discovery includes the basic of culture; bliss. Always new, always leading, always full of imagination and wonder is the young one engaged in a harmonious unity of all. As the ants, minnows, rustles, and birds celebrate the togetherness of nothing in particular the entire community is lived by life. Divinity has its expression without anything fore or aft to weigh down the now. This innocence can not be destroyed by calculation science social engineering. This grown youth is beyond the persuasion of the masked authorities of rape, dismemberment, gutting, and blood letting. The healthy skeptic, with all the flaws, isn’t falling into the pit of misery which bands of parasites swarm to to feed. Keep your medicine, keep your noise. As Bob Dylan said, “You play with our world, like it’s your little toy.” and all these sick games do more than just disarm and scar. They bolster the seer. They embolden the meek. They point the the direction to wisdom, coherence, the freedom one may crave. Take note of the direction the controllers say go. Pause just one minute and let real memories flow. Tip the cap to the demons, and go the opposite way.

I was listening again to Al Belek’s description of the Philadelphia Experiment. It is an incredibly intriguing story that climaxes with a quantum generator, on board the USS Eldridge, creating an electromagnetic field with reality capacities beyond any ordinary conception. According to legend, during the Experiment there were personal on board the Eldridge when the on board invisibility technology was turned on in the Philadelphia Naval Shipyard. The ensuing happening put everything within the field about the Eldridge into quantum surreality. The Eldridge move dimensionally, in time and space. The experiment ran its course in about ten minutes before the electronics running the generator were turned off. The results were mind blowingly disastrous; indeed fatal for some. Ultimately the circumstances were unreconcilable for the ordinary mind, the personalities of the sailors that lived were broken, and all the information about the events were rapidly pushed into classified secrecy. The magnetic and radio frequency fields of this variety are more than a person in an ordinary frame of mind can tolerate. Yet, Belek proposes, “With proper training, … If you could expand your aura, and do a number of other protective things. you could probably protect yourself against those magnetic and RF fields.” Protection!

Years ago I conjured up the notion of a field filter. A filter to protect the immediate space in which I believe I reside. It was prompted by the conviction that the environment was being manipulated, polluted, and toxic. The awful truth that there are organized groups working deliberately to manipulate, control, and poison the population at large is very difficult to reconcile. The reach of illness, death, and despair is unchecked in the shared reality terrestrial bubble in which most of us agree that we exist. There is a vital need for protection. If one endeavors is live freely and pursue liberty, purposeful population control elements are going to have to be accounted for. It is a matter of choice which infected news, media, and information sources to use, but protection from the unseen frequencies and nano tech swarming about us is a more esoteric type of choice. The weaponized tech raining down and pouring on is designed for health, mood and mind control. A full spectrum tech invasion is, and has been, bearing down on us all . Metaphysically speaking, we’re swamped. The field filter (aura expansion) serves as a force field. By actively and intentionally matching the frequencies of unhealthy particle matter and harmful electromagnetic frequencies protection can be generated from it. Thus, the weaponized technology is rendered less effective at reaching, injuring, and sickening us. Protection working one by one, by one and another.

The mere fact that these thoughts are being expressed is an example of how distressingly negatively leveraged society is. Destiny and fate certainly have innumerable directions in which to unfold. There’s no way that all of those directions include the necessity of having to work against down pressing control poison. Yet, it would seem that in the immediate right here and now, accessing another fate place means that this down pressure attack must be dealt with.

We need help; seriously effective wellness strategy and help. Real metaphysical instructors are in as great a need as ever. The battling conspirators that are driving the full spectrum controls of civilization have long over played their hands. Rivaling control groups are turning up the volume of wickedly unhealthy programs in a stupefying race to a bottom. Societal engineers are now constantly manipulating esoteric energetic systems while duping population with materialistic sleight of hand. We’re all hypnotized by what we’re taught is reality while our own liberty fortune is fleeced. It is bad news as far as survivability and personal/group growth is concerned. Genuine metaphysical lessons would be really useful; like yesterday. So, why not start now? At least one field filter has been in play to one degree or another for some time now. Hearing Belek make an otherwise unrelated reference to metaphysical protection is a real encouragement to take the cue, treat it as help, and reinforce this protection.

In a world, worlds apart, and distinguished by a majority populace with an aloofness that only the most severe series of concussive head blows could have created, sustainable civilization is long gone. The systematic arrest of the population’s senses and bludgeoning of collective consciousnesses by entities concerned with only their own end, has culminated in a misanthropic maelstrom. Thinned, blanched, and radiated elements of a planetary domain has evolved. This is the domain, of the commonly agreed upon, inhabited bio-dome we people call home. The ever so secured fact sheet of what earth is, isn’t, has been, and will become is an intensely reinforced information grid which forces the world to be separated from its very self. Layered versions of disorder support an insistence that Earth’s inhabitants are alone in a hostile evacuated space with only the authorities that are telling us what we need to know and do are keeping us safe and protected from raging hostilities surrounding and abounding. Give me break!

Belief creates reality. Real Reality is a function of Truth. The lower case truth imposed on the sentient of Earth is desperately concocted, manipulated, and incomplete.The result is lower case, incoherent, separated reality. Stories of histories and evolution don’t have to be true; they just need to be believed. This manifests in forms of reality, and it is what has been happening for generations now in this realm. The resultant stunted reality box in which we reside is like a restraint camp. The enforced, contrived, incomplete truth just keeps getting whipped on. Predictions abound proclaiming a future social collapse. There’s no pending civilization fall. It’s falling. That guy standing in the sandwich board has changed the wording. “The end is here.” now replaces the, “The end is near.”

Now. Now. Now. Fear not the now. There is nothing inherently wrong with the fall, spare incomprehensible suffering. Every end is a new beginning. Bottoming out is a realization not a set of circumstances. As the obviousness of un-sustainability of the modern grows, more and more, one by one, group by group wake up and realize the need for serious course correction. There is concurrently streaming another world event procession happening. A sustainable event procession is available. Accessing it will require definite change. Course correction is a necessary thing for a quantum shift off this disastrous event procession of objectively intensifying trouble. It is a wake up prayer away. This true and huge meaningful difference of planetary progression is also happening. HAPPENING! The eternity of present tense experience in daily life is a choice, and thus a series of choices away. It’s spontaneous awareness, not time, that makes the difference in changes to one’s world view. In this, the authorities of our broken story fall off. Take your artificial everything, and beat it. Apparently the sickening of everything has not yet persuaded everyone that we need meaningful change, although it now sure has for some.

In the quiet space beneath this antique apple tree outside the door, a gentle churn of consumption is audible in the deepening early evening dark. There is an ambient rustle of dropping leaf pieces falling constantly, creating a noticeable crinkle of sound texture in the presence of this grandparent tree and its near neighboring, also antique, apple tree. The once caterpillar filled tents webbed onto the limbs of the trees are emptying into the foliage canopy of forage. I remember as a kid witnessing these wanton caterpillars raging in the crowns, and thinking, “I’ve got to help these trees!” At the time that meant kill the bugs. Before I knew it I had a pot of gasoline, had climbed up to a tent, pulled the bugs out, and dropped them in the gas pot. I had at the time, and have had most of the time, a microscopic view of a macroscopic thing.

Daylight reveals the porous and ground up nature of the tree’s leaves, as well as, the scraps of the feast littered like confetti all around. It dawns on me that these elderly trees have already survived aggressive bug appetite swarms. This has definitely happened in their lifetime before; probably more than once. The desire to kill anything in the effort to make things better is really quiet quizzical..

Let it be. There’s probably not a hungry bird anywhere around here. These apple trees are supporting the local natural community this way this year. There’s nothing fundamentally wrong. Nature is meta-stable. It’s ok. This is an ego issue. The notion that trees need preservative, protection, and security from nature itself is really shortsighted. Vanity animated people work to “improve” conditions without any regard for the delicate agility of Nature’s balancing act. This deprives what is to be for the insistence of fortifying what ego-logic says should be. Treating perceived symptoms of variance from “normal” in the natural world is a working metaphor for modernity routinely toxifying the environment so that things can appear right. At the risk of exaggeration, let’s just say that it makes as much sense as lighting a forest on fire to get rid fo the poison ivy. It gets bonkers man.

So goes the eccentric wobble of the the modern world. While it’s possible to identify with the gut reaction of a naive kid gas saturating an unwanted invader, there’s no easy way to reconcile the extremities of aggressive large scale warfare that industrialized workings have employed for generations now. We’re so far past keep your hands off our life support systems that the system itself is sort of unrecognizable. Thank God for this year’s invasion of caterpillars! There’s no freakin trouble. So it looks different; big deal!! As Mother Nature catches her balance, life continues to thrive and bulge in abundance. Maybe all the pending metamorphic energy will have some kind of transformative influence on us. Maybe just enough to break the spell of belief in the formula for a full life includes killing everything else.

Hardly anybody wants to look at the disfigured dark side of current events. I don’t want to either. It must be faced.