One upon a time, there was an evil hypnotist that captured the minds of his performers on-stage. The audience found it laughable watching the performers march in order and act like they were shooting each other while taking turns at playing dead. The most humorous part of it was how real the performers believed it all to be.
They would change sides after each act, with the villains replacing the heroes, now acting out their new part with equal fervor as their earlier performance.
After the laughter began to die down from watching beautiful swans being turned into ugly ducklings, the hypnotist would awaken the stage performers and they would tentatively walk back to their seats in the audience, never quite knowing the part they had played while on-stage.
Then the next group from the audience would be chosen to perform their act and the process would start all over again.
The hypnotist knew that he could not hold the attention of the audience forever nor could he completely capture their minds all at once--and this is why he listened for their lack of laughter before moving on to the next act.
For the evil hypnotist knew that his most vulnerable time was when the laughter began to die down. At this moment, the audience had begun to feel a sadness for the stage performers whose tired proclamations justifying their pantomime performance of violence towards each other had lost all meaning.
But the most unnerving part of it all for the hypnotist was that there were some in the audience that no longer walked on stage to perform. All these types ever appeared to do is look at him. They said nothing. And they participated not at all.
So those in the audience continued to shuffle around as on-stage performers while the few watched without a word. Although the watchers did indeed laugh at the performers now and then, they did not do so at the same time as the rest of the audience.
As time continued to pass, something else began to happen. The number of stage performers began to diminish as the number of watchers began to grow.
Given enough time, the evil hypnotist realized that he would be dealt with by the watchers. He knew that they did not appreciate being used as pawns in his war games skit. The watchers also had enough of his sketchy scripts justifying his cruelty towards the performers and how he would dupe them into going against their own best interests by getting them to believe his lies.
The problem with a captive audience is that, sooner or later, they will realize who made them a captive.
That was when the audience began laughing at the same time--and not at the performers. They began to laugh at themselves for their own foolishness.
The evil hypnotist began looking for a way out. He knew that what was coming for him next would be his final performance.
Wednesday, July 29, 2020
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Roller Coaster
We are now reaching the stage where, after climbing the rails for some time, those seated at the front of the roller coaster are beginning to see the approaching drop-off. But they have yet to see the bottom.
Independence Day marks a sort of milestone where blatant stupidity masquerades as liberty. Mask-less crowds coming together to eat the burnt flesh of beasts while shooting off fireworks in drought-stricken areas as a way of stimulating the economy during fire season…you get the idea.
The truth is that most Americans are too stupid to survive. And when they finally understand that we are all now playing our own role on “Survivor,” it will probably be too late.
I can’t predict the timing or the order of how it will all unfold. But there are probabilities as well as mathematical certainties that should be addressed in order to prepare oneself for the upcoming turmoil. The current mutation of the bioweapon alone and the chaos surrounding it will keep most states in-and-out of lockdown for the foreseeable future, thereby destroying what’s left of their economies.
Somewhere down the line, the banks will call in their markers for the property owners and renters to pay up. This will lead to millions of people being put out on the street. Tent cities will pop up like mushrooms overnight with car camping being the “nouveau poor” preferred living arrangement in the age of the virus.
After being bailed out with trillions of dollars this time around, our owners can afford to be lenient about extending this moratorium. But it is going to end. Timing is everything.
They are already using the military and its weapons on the protesters. It should all reach its climax during the food riots where the “teeming masses” will be seen on the streets for miles as covered by drone-vision.
At some point, the dollar will begin its hyperinflationary implosion. This is when the roller coaster will be reaching full speed and even those that have prepared will find it challenging not to be carried away by strong emotion.
Of course, the agenda cannot be completed without disarming the public. And for that to happen, the uni-forms must go door-to-door. Maybe they can work in collusion with their contact tracer snitches in order to attack their prey at their most vulnerable time? For those who think that rednecks with guns are dangerous, wait until no one has guns except the order-followers. They will have us digging our own graves.
If this country had any soul left, the Fourth of July would be taken in with a somber state of mind as well as one of self-reflection. Despite their numerous faults, the American people once enjoyed more freedom than any other country. Now they use what’s left of that freedom in a feeble attempt to flaunt themselves before a virus due to blind faith in a politician.
Our future that has been prepared for us is either a high-tech prison planet or the barbarism that would ensue after an EMP. How could the medieval mind behave otherwise?
Personally, I’m hoping for groups of people that want none of this and wish to create communities that seek a simpler way of life, free from government and its endless intrusions as well as the tools of violence that always accompany it.
The thing about reaching the top of the ride on the roller coaster is that this is also the time when we are most able to see things from a distance. I remain hopeful that those seeking true liberty will find it somewhere on this planet. Then will come the new migration.
Independence Day marks a sort of milestone where blatant stupidity masquerades as liberty. Mask-less crowds coming together to eat the burnt flesh of beasts while shooting off fireworks in drought-stricken areas as a way of stimulating the economy during fire season…you get the idea.
The truth is that most Americans are too stupid to survive. And when they finally understand that we are all now playing our own role on “Survivor,” it will probably be too late.
I can’t predict the timing or the order of how it will all unfold. But there are probabilities as well as mathematical certainties that should be addressed in order to prepare oneself for the upcoming turmoil. The current mutation of the bioweapon alone and the chaos surrounding it will keep most states in-and-out of lockdown for the foreseeable future, thereby destroying what’s left of their economies.
Somewhere down the line, the banks will call in their markers for the property owners and renters to pay up. This will lead to millions of people being put out on the street. Tent cities will pop up like mushrooms overnight with car camping being the “nouveau poor” preferred living arrangement in the age of the virus.
After being bailed out with trillions of dollars this time around, our owners can afford to be lenient about extending this moratorium. But it is going to end. Timing is everything.
They are already using the military and its weapons on the protesters. It should all reach its climax during the food riots where the “teeming masses” will be seen on the streets for miles as covered by drone-vision.
At some point, the dollar will begin its hyperinflationary implosion. This is when the roller coaster will be reaching full speed and even those that have prepared will find it challenging not to be carried away by strong emotion.
Of course, the agenda cannot be completed without disarming the public. And for that to happen, the uni-forms must go door-to-door. Maybe they can work in collusion with their contact tracer snitches in order to attack their prey at their most vulnerable time? For those who think that rednecks with guns are dangerous, wait until no one has guns except the order-followers. They will have us digging our own graves.
If this country had any soul left, the Fourth of July would be taken in with a somber state of mind as well as one of self-reflection. Despite their numerous faults, the American people once enjoyed more freedom than any other country. Now they use what’s left of that freedom in a feeble attempt to flaunt themselves before a virus due to blind faith in a politician.
Our future that has been prepared for us is either a high-tech prison planet or the barbarism that would ensue after an EMP. How could the medieval mind behave otherwise?
Personally, I’m hoping for groups of people that want none of this and wish to create communities that seek a simpler way of life, free from government and its endless intrusions as well as the tools of violence that always accompany it.
The thing about reaching the top of the ride on the roller coaster is that this is also the time when we are most able to see things from a distance. I remain hopeful that those seeking true liberty will find it somewhere on this planet. Then will come the new migration.
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