Saturday, March 28, 2020

The Prince

Authors note: Finally finished my story. I suppose that I had to wait for things to unfold.

Chapter 1
There was once a king who ruled his people well; as well as could be expected for a people who had a need to be ruled.

The king had a son that was his favorite. The Prince was next-in-line to be the king.

When the Prince reached his teen-age years, the behavior of his father began to change. The king was gone from his kingdom more often than usual and for longer periods of time. His reasons given for these prolonged absences were obviously untrue, and the Prince began to wonder what was happening to the king as his behavior had become more erratic as time passed.

The king gradually lost touch with his family as it reached a point where he was gone more than he was there in the kingdom. He no longer had time to spend with his son and they grew apart.

Unlike earlier days, the king’s decisions handed down upon his subjects were often unjust, favoring the party having the most money. Also, he had taken to counting his gold and the task often kept him occupied for much of the day.

But the worst actions of the king did not surface until after the fire. The granary had burned on the outskirts of the village. With winter coming on, this did not bode well for the villagers.

The king immediately blamed the Kingdom of the East, a land comprised of people who were said to hold strange beliefs and customs that were mostly unknown to the villagers. The king told the villagers tales of religious intolerance and punishment to anyone who went against the will of their ruler of the east. He told them that not only should they seek retribution against those who would have them starve but this would also free the people of the Kingdom of the East from further oppression by their own evil king.

The Prince remembered the king saying all of this just after the fire. He also remembered the prolonged trip the king had taken just a few weeks before.

During that time, the Prince had decided to follow the king on his journey. The Prince remained out of sight from the king’s caravan as their tracks in the desert sand guided him along the way.

Interestingly, the first place that the king had gone to visit was the Kingdom of the East! The Prince noted that the king had disguised himself while in public and then had met with the ruler of the Kingdom of the East. The Prince did not know what they had discussed.

But the king was not finished with his trip. After he left the Kingdom of the East, the next place his father went to visit was what was known to his people as the Kingdom of Darkness. When interacting with the people in this kingdom, the Prince saw that the king certainly did not travel incognito and was recognized and treated as if he was their king.

“Wait a minute,” thought the Prince watching the peasants groveling in the dirt before his father. “That’s exactly what he is to them. He is their king also!”

During those times in which he was gone from the kingdom of his own family, the king had been ruling over another. But even a king cannot serve two masters.

The Prince’s people had always been told that those in the Kingdom of Darkness were insane. They saw everyone else in other kingdoms as their inferiors by birth while they sacrificed the innocent to their god of war. Because they were a small kingdom and could not often overcome their enemies by brute force, they were said to be skilled in the art of deception.

“And their king is our king,” the Prince thought to his horror.

But there was even more for the Prince to learn on this day. The king then stood before this dark kingdom and actually told them the truth:

“Greetings my subjects,” said the king. “Our plans will soon be accomplished,” he said with a malevolent smile. “Soon, we will launch an attack upon one kingdom and blame it on another. This will turn both of our enemies upon each other. After we have enough of them kill each other off, we will betray the ruler of the Kingdom of the East, as I promised him more gold and power for selling out his own people. He, of course, will be put to the sword also.”

The peasants laughed heartily.

“You are my chosen so I will tell you the truth,” said the king. Our overall plan is to expand our kingdom while destroying all others!”

The peasants cheered.

At the end of his speech, the peasants were allowed to share in a huge outdoor banquet. Few of them realized that the food had been taken from the fruits of their own labor and was now being fed back to them as if it were a gift.

The Prince left the village still shaken trying to process what he had heard. Just about everything he had ever learned from the king had been a lie. Somewhere down the line, the king had sold out his own people in his thirst for wanting power over all people.

The Prince now found himself faced with a dilemma. Should he try to expose the actions of the king to his people? How could he convince them that what he said was true when he could only tell them what he himself had seen and heard? Obviously, his life would be in great danger from the king if he chose to follow this path.

Or should he keep his mouth shut? After all, he was heir to the throne and all of this would be under his control once the king passed.

During the time in which he had followed the king into foreign lands, the Prince had come to an understanding. He had seen how power over others corrupted the soul and no longer wanted any part of it.

Now remembering how recently his father had lied about those responsible for the fire, the Prince knew what he had to do. Sadly, he could already envision the difficulties of trying to convince people that the king was a traitorous liar and they didn’t have to live as slaves anymore. But how do you convince those who think they are free?

But mostly, he knew that his most difficult task would be to keep them from transferring their obedience to the king onto the Prince himself. He wanted the villagers to rule themselves. That meant that even if he survived this rebellion, he would have to leave society or be worshiped as a god by small minds who had no access to the kingdom within.

In a moment of clarity, the Prince remembered the timeless stories of those who had come before. Always, there had been those who had given up so much only to be turned upon by those they had attempted to free.

It was his time now.

Chapter 2
The Prince had been mistaken in thinking that he would be pursued by the king’s men after revealing to others that his father was a traitor. After six months of being left alone in his travels and attempting to expose the king for his treasonous ways to those in other distant kingdoms, the Prince decided to go back to his own kingdom and find out why.

Upon entering the village, the peasants that had once groveled in the dirt before him now turned their backs on him. The Prince was granted access to the palace once the king was told that he had arrived.

He found himself alone in the great hall with the king looking down on him as an enemy. But the Prince also felt the eyes of something else upon him.

“So, I hear that you’ve been spreading lies about me,” the king said, barely able to contain his rage against his once-favored son.

“I followed you on your last trip before the fire,” said the Prince. “I now know that you are both a liar and a traitor."

“How dare you insult me!” screamed the king. “I will have you killed!”

“I doubt it,” said the Prince calmly. “It’s my guess that someone else now pulls your strings when it comes to making such decisions. Otherwise, you would have had me killed already."

“Is your master hiding in the background even now?” the Prince continued.

From a curtain behind the throne, a man stepped out and walked towards the king. He approached the throne saying loud enough for the Prince to hear, “Leave us now.”

The king reacted as if he had been physically struck, but obeyed this strange man without even a backward glance towards his son as he exited the palace.

The man took his place on the throne and asked the Prince to be seated next to him.

“I figured you would come back here sooner or later," the man said. "Have you had any luck convincing anyone of your ridiculous story?” he laughed.

“First of all,” said the Prince, “Who are you and what do you have on my father to make him your subordinate?”

The man laughed. “My name is Lucius and I have nothing on him,” he said. I merely stoked his greed and the rest of him soon followed.”

“I understand,” said the Prince. “Your kind have been run out of all the other kingdoms at one time or another due to taking over their money supply and implementing usury to bleed the people dry. Then you stole a kingdom from people who only wanted to live in peace."

The Prince saw that the man had a change in his eyes for a moment, but maintained his composure.

“Whatever you may think, Lucius replied, “The aristocracy in my kingdom are the power behind the throne, both in your kingdom as well as my own.”

“And you are from the Kingdom of Darkness,” said the Prince. It was not a question.

The man laughed again. “You should talk with the villagers the next time you see them. They now believe otherwise. They are calling us the Kingdom of Light.”

“Of course, they’ve also been informed regarding your treason against the king,” Lucius continued. “They were told to turn their backs upon you if you were to ever again enter their village. As you have already surmised regarding the king, they would kill you themselves if allowed to do so.”

“You see,” said Lucius, “We know that you will never be believed by the masses as your kind never has been on a scale that has ever made any difference. Those like you have always ended up being killed off by the same mentality that we dupe into worshiping your image 100 years later. Of course, our lineage will recreate your narrative in a way that best serves our own purposes.”

“But it doesn’t have to be that way for you,” said Lucius. “Give your fealty to me and my kingdom now and you will follow your father to the throne. Your complete domination over the peasants will remain intact and you can use them as your beasts of burden to fulfill all of your desires. As long as those desires do not conflict with our own.”

Looking at this vile creature before him with his beady eyes and a mouth locked in a perpetual grimace, the Prince understood why Lucius could never be king himself. It was impossible for his visage to hide its contempt for all of humanity. He had the face that even his own people could not trust.

“Before you reject my offer out of hand,” Lucius continued, “Let me tell you what kind of future you will have if you do. As I’m sure you have already seen over the past months, no one will believe anything you have to say, even while everything you have been talking about is actually happening.”

“They will believe only what we tell them to believe as they have been trained to obey only the aristocracy. From our schools to our religions, they are used to create mindless slaves who obey without question, no matter how much we take from them in the process. We get them to kill each other off in the name of their god who was manufactured by us. That’s what they wish to bow before and that is what they get!” said Lucius, displaying his hidden emotions.

“Anyway, what do you care about these slaves?” said Lucius more calmly. “You will have them back bowing down to you before this day is through. All you have to do is give your allegiance to me.”

The Prince shook his head sadly. “Those are not my ways anymore. I can’t be part of the bloodshed of war used to enslave them. I also know that ruling others always comes with a price of being ruled myself. Your presence is the only proof of this I need.”

“I will never give fealty to the likes of you,” continued the Prince. “You are a betrayer of all humanity, the lowest of creatures who has deluded yourself into believing that you are something you are not. But even in your own kingdom, there are those who see you for what you are. They no longer wish to participate in enslaving others as the chains are now also being fitted around them.”

“Enough!” Lucius shouted. “Be on your way; you are banished from the kingdom. I will have my servant announce it shortly.”

“You must never come back here under penalty of death. But go anywhere else you wish. We will not pursue you. You are not a threat to us as you will simply be ignored.”

As the Prince walked away from the kingdom, the villagers once again turned their backs upon him. He wondered how much of what Lucius had said was true.

Chapter 3
The Prince had been banished from his kingdom by a stranger named Lucius, an inhabitant from the Kingdom of Darkness. But everywhere the Prince traveled, he found that the villagers had changed their views and were now calling it the Kingdom of Light.

The Prince had tried mostly in vain to awaken the villagers in these kingdoms and to warn them how they would be betrayed by their rulers. In spite of the threats to his life, he told the people from his own kingdom (when they were away from the village), the Kingdom of the East and even ventured into the Kingdom of the Darkness (he would never call it by any other name) that they would be turned upon by the king’s men in the end.

Almost without exception, the peasants of the three kingdoms rejected the Prince’s words and held him in contempt. To believe what he said was to admit that they had been fools. Therefore, most chose to remain so.

Many would even turn their backs upon him when not under orders; for one of the few pleasures of a slave’s mind was to find someone he could judge to be lower than himself.

The Prince soon realized that only the words of Lucius had spared his life even when away from his own kingdom as many wanted him killed for telling them his tales of their coming woe and strife. They didn’t think they had it so bad and if their neighbor suffered more than they did what was that to them?

At the end of a long period of time, the Prince once again made the journey back to the kingdom of his birth. He no longer cared that he had been marked for death upon return.

He soon discovered that his father who had once been the king had been replaced by a younger man who spoke in a staccato-like cadence that gave him a headache after listening to him recite his litany of lies to the peasants.

After gaining his audience, the Prince asked to see Lucius. The king departed without so much as an introduction.

Lucius walked from behind the curtain, his shoulders more stooped and gait more awkward than the last time he had seen him.

After exchanging initial greetings, Lucius asked, “Have you had any success in convincing people of their coming fate?”

“You mean your betrayal of them?” the Prince replied.

“I simply wish to consolidate the kingdoms,” said Lucius. “They will all now be part of the Kingdom of Light.”

“Have you let them in on the part where you will be killing off most of them first before bringing them all together?”

“These herd animals from all kingdoms have never known what was best for them,” Lucius replied. “They require a ruler or they wouldn’t know what to do with themselves. Culling them down to a smaller and more manageable size only makes good sense. We have suppressed technology that we will bring out after they’re gone which is another reason why we don’t need them anymore.”

“Haven’t you wasted enough of your time on them?” Lucius continued. “I have rescinded my previous orders regarding your arrest and execution, so my offer still stands. We will make you king.”

“What about who you have in there as king now?”

“He’s temporary,” said Lucius. “He is in place to create chaos. It is you that could bring back order. Don’t worry, we’ll get them all to love you again. Just a few turns of the screws of both pleasure and pain and the peasants will forget about your silly conspiracy theories.”

“What happened to my father?” asked the Prince.

“He outlived his usefulness,” Lucius replied.

Sadly, the Prince realized that he was not deeply affected by the news. He had mourned his father’s loss long ago while still in his body.

“I need some time before I make my decision,” the Prince replied. "I didn’t expect your offer to be made once again.”

Lucius stared at him a moment and then nodded.

As the Prince walked away from the kingdom of his birth for the last time, he knew what he must do. He would try once more to convince the people of the other kingdoms to prepare for what was coming. A few would listen and be ready, giving themselves a fighting chance. The rest would perish or be enslaved.

Because of this, the Prince was also prepared for what he knew was coming.

But even he could not have imagined exactly what the enemy had planned. It began with a war of attrition…


Saturday, March 21, 2020

Daydream Believer

“May the odds be ever in your favor.” --The Hunger Games

The one thing we have learned during this virus scare is that we don’t know who to believe anymore. During the days of the Cold War, if our leaders would have told us to go to the bomb shelters, we would have gone without question.

When I was a kid, I remember me and my family hiding under a bed for fear of a tornado hitting the house. We didn’t argue with the newscaster over the possibility of it happening. We didn’t debate on whether or not it was a hoax. We got ourselves under the bed.

Our government, an entity that has a virtual lock on all of our phone conversations, e-mails, surveillance technology surrounding us, etc. cannot be trusted to tell us the truth and neither can the medical profession who feeds us their poisons including their upcoming vaccines that will probably kill more of us than the virus.

But I contend that this sort of obfuscation is exactly what America deserves. After all, Americans don’t care who is lying to them as long as it is their brand of master. They are drawn to liars to make them feel good about themselves while also telling them how bad everyone else is--but the truth is that they are all bad.

The interesting thing about all this is that everything will return to its original value. The dollar will become worthless. Our politicians will become dictators. Our soldiers will kill, enslave and herd us through the healthcare system that will cull us. And your bullshit religions will forsake you.

And you deserve all of it, America. I just wanted to say that for all the other poor souls like myself who only wanted for you to be free and run your own life. We didn’t think you deserved to be ruled by lying scum. We didn’t think you should be duped for your entire life into believing some nonsense about making treason into a religion. We didn’t think that your children should be enslaved and made into beasts of burden for the State if allowed to live at all.

But we were mistaken. It is fruitless to try and prohibit karma from granting your request. Too bad that you will take the rest of us down with you.

Oh well. Let God sort us out.



Miles From Nowhere

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2rEylPTqPxo

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Crystal Ball

I first heard this song when I was in my twenties and it had a profound affect upon me. I had no idea of my future and there was a deep sadness in me because of it. Now that I have a pretty good idea of my future, about all I can see is misery.

But no one can take from me what I had to go through to get me here. I have no intention of going “gentle into that good night.”

On the other hand, all of my predictions are based upon the people remaining unconscious herd animals. As they begin to understand the true nature of their predicament, fear and it’s attending violence will give the government reason to bring about order with the barrel of a gun. If we can change this and if we can get the order-followers to understand what Trump has done to them and their families, we have a chance to turn this around.

For those who have followed Trump out the window, you will probably be reaching the ground in 1-3 weeks. After the surge, the complete collapse of the financial system will follow.

After that, I really don’t have to explain what comes afterwards, do I Trump supporters? All the things you said Obama would do is what Trump will do. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Obama was the set-up man. Trump is the closer.

First the looters, then the uniforms to save us. But all of your saviors are betrayers.

On a positive note, most preppers and gun owners are Conservatives and they usually don’t kill people without reason--unless it’s “legal.”

But that’s the genius of the bio-weapon (virus) release. In a time where we should be helping each other, we are afraid to be around each other. We cannot allow this disease to kill what’s left of our hearts.

We will come together as a people to face the common enemy or we will be destroyed by it. Give them no chaos and they can bring about no order.

Otherwise, the crystal ball will fall and shatter into a thousand pieces. We have no future.



Wednesday, March 18, 2020

Stickin' It To the Boomers


Here in the Upside-Down, Sports and Entertainment are making the necessary adjustments while circling the drain. I predict that Veterans will soon be taking up a new shooting sport:

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-8119647/Shocking-images-crowds-sand-Clearwater-Beach-Florida-ignoring-coronavirus-warnings.html

Tuesday, March 17, 2020

Praying for Time

We all carry with us our compulsions tied to our previous traumas. The few who completely transcend them stand in eternity even while they live on this earth. Since these compulsions increase under stress many a reader will now know what I mean. But it’s not what I’m talking about.

Let me give you a couple of examples. What kind of a person would continue to support America’s war of terror? They’ve had almost twenty years to take a look at the blood on their hands and have still refused to do so.

Allowing so many immigrants into America for the last 20 years has turned our society into a fragmented culture where people can more easily be turned upon each other due to their differences.

The cult-of-personality fools that have worshipped our last two presidents are going to find out how much our soldiers and illegal immigrants care about them very soon.

Trump supporters are going to crash headlong into their own cognitive-dissonance. It was okay when his blatant hubris and stupidity got someone killed elsewhere. But it’s our turn now.

You see, he really doesn’t need your support anymore. All he needs is military and police compliance. You are damn sure going to find out which side of this they are really on very soon.

The kind of mentality that has fallen for all of this nonsense are the willfully ignorant. It has nothing to do with compulsion. It is a conscious choice to remain unconscious. And I cannot even begin to comprehend the suffering we will now endure because of it.

Keep blaming each other, Democrats and Republicans. Karma doesn’t care what you think and neither does the virus. I won’t get any more meaningful information from you than I will on the news programs that you follow.

In other news, it looks like the mainstream is going to have to find a scape-goat for their bio-weapon release as too many people are questioning the official story due to the virulence of this virus from nowhere. Another limited-hangout in the making. They’ll probably end up pinning it on Iran.

Here’s another prediction: The country that is the first to bring out the vaccine will be the same country that released the virus. That’s because they probably already developed the vaccine before they released it.

Trump is my “Canary in the coal mine” for this theory. His Zionist masters still need him in charge to unleash the brutality, this time upon his own country. Since he is a pathological liar, no one in their right mind can believe him when he says that he tested negative. His boot-licking doctor will provide nothing more than he is told and has already proven this by previously saying that an exposed Trump didn’t need to take the test. I’m still hoping for the grand irony in this case.

America is now in the incubation period of this disease. The next phase begins soon and then we will get a better look at our future. We should probably know by the end of the month.

After this occurs, I think that this blog will be shut down or I will be too busy fighting for my life and loved ones to continue. Either that or the disease and its accompanying deathcare will do me in. I hate to sound so grim, but there it is.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank everyone who added to my journey. I will never know how many as I believe that all truth comes from the same Source and we are but instruments producing different notes. But I will name a few.

Thanks to Chautauqua, Kitty, Adaline, Soren, Les Visible, Mark Passio, Caitlin Johnstone, Dean Henderson, Alex Jones, David Icke, Jeff Rense and even ZG. Some I would see as friends and some as enemies. But at least you told me something I had never heard before.

I know none of these people personally and am not close to any of them. But in order to do what we do effectively, one must not care too much about what other people think. This is an essential part of becoming an authentic person.

I know that this sounds contradictory. The individual chooses what to take and what to leave. You gave me the information to choose what was true or false. Growth through facing errors in judgment is a part of the game for us all.

But most especially, you gave me more time to prepare both in body and spirit. And for that I thank you.










Sunday, March 8, 2020

Going Viral

Modern medicine has some miraculous cures, but the pharmaceutical companies are a double-edged sword. There can be no real debate that Big Pharma often puts profits before human life. Now we look for them to save us with a vaccine?

After I looked at the Wuhan Institute of Virology website, I knew that the current coronavirus was a bioweapon. No amount of second-hand reports will convince me otherwise. One plus one equals two and this is no coincidence. To me, all that remains is whether or not it was released purposely or accidentally.

Another reason why I think that this is the case is the degree of its contagiousness (if that’s a word). It appears to be up there with the spread of the bubonic plague. Blow-hard Trump called it a hoax at the end of last month. He’s not calling it that now.

If it is indeed a bioweapon release, my guess is that they have the vaccine for it already. I assume that would be part of their research. Just like the Mission Impossible movie, the pharmaceutical companies involved would have sky-rocketing stocks. If they don’t collapse first.

I assume that those in power want the spread of the virus to reach a crescendo before bringing it out.

From what I can tell, most of us are going to end up getting this disease no matter what we do. It seems to be devised to mostly kill off the old and infirmed, at least in its current form. This appears to be the next phase of their depopulation agenda.

Personally, I would rather “roll the dice” on surviving the disease instead of taking the shot. But I’m not sure we are going to get that choice.

There are simply too many variables to know what is in store for us in the future. Information changes by the day and it is all moving much too quickly to fully comprehend what is really going on. I guess that’s why they call it “going viral.”

Expect more crazy things to happen in the near future. Only a killer virus requires no assistance with the cull.


Sunday, March 1, 2020

The Perfect Enemy

I suppose that I’m not the only one having a difficult time of it these days. I go through periods of tranquility interspersed with strong emotional reactions due to the insanity going on around me.

We have reached the point where our Overlords can play us any way they want. The corona virus is a perfect example.

Did you hear the one about how people are no longer drinking Corona beer for fear of contracting the corona virus? Does it really matter who these people vote for?

We are now dealing with an organism that cannot be detected by any of our senses but only by our symptoms. By then it is too late for anyone.

But what I fear more than the disease is the vaccine they will trot out before us. A highly contagious disease will lead to mandated vaccinations. A small percentage die due to the virus. We will find out if the same holds true for the vaccine.

Or maybe they’ll put a substance in one vaccine that won’t kill us until mixed with the next vaccine? So many ways to depopulate the earth, so little time…

The scary part is that only those looking through a microscope and know what they’re looking at are in charge of the “cure.” Just compromise this small percentage of people and the machine rolls merrily along, ending with a needle in your arm shooting substances unknown into your system injected by healthcare workers (including doctors) who have no more idea of what’s really in them than you do. But they’ll assure you in ways that will make you think they do.

The sea of littered dead bodies due to their previous “cures” of the past makes their words something less than convincing to me.

Of course, the worst of it is the threat of severe government restraints being placed upon the people due to the pandemic. It’s true that our borders do need to be shut down until this disease passes, but I suppose that is what they will do when Martial Law is declared anyway.

It is during this time when government will impose its will upon the populace. Gun-confiscation, FEMA camp incarceration, and mass quarantines where patients disappear forever could very well follow. Financial melt-down, riots, violence, destruction of the cities and all the other misery that accompanies a full-fledged collapse of empire could also be a part of it.

And how about another false-flag terrorist attack during this time to keep the “shock and awe” coming, further solidifying the need for government to protect us by enslaving us? We won’t know whether we’re coming or going.

They have found the perfect enemy. At least we could see their “terrorist” stooges and useful idiots when they pointed them out to us, even if they didn’t show us the bodies afterwards. Now we need a microscope to see anything.