Just Rewards

I mean seriously, how do we not deserve this?

The spirit of Dr. Mengele encircles the healthcare system.  America has been ingesting the Rockefeller petroleum-based pharmaceuticals for some time now.  

The've refined their manipuation technology to such a degree that a patient now asks their doctor for a drug advertised by a paid actor on tv playing a doctor.  

Doctors have understood the nature of cause and effect for some time now as they've seen many of their patients get sick and die from their prescribed drugs well before they morphed into full-blown genociders pushing the MRNA spike protein concoction.  They didn't really embrace psychopathy overnight; it was Progressive. 

Most of the white-coat gremlins (money turns them into monsters) probabaly started out with good intentions.  But the in-house abuse of residency working countless hours under sleep deprivation reveals just how much those running the system care about the doctors or their patients.  Being thrown into this system of torture and patient abuse is purposely inflicted in order to bring out the worst in people.  

Add to this the overwhelming student loan debt burden and this creates a breeding ground for bad behavior.  All in all, what a cowardly bunch of sadistic brainwashed fools you became.

Which brings us to the military.  We will never know how many lives they have taken just since the 21st century began.  Now they are on the verge of turning upon their own people and starting a civil war.  Just what the hell have you been serving and supporting, America?

Religious dupes will look for their next stand-in Savior.  But they will find that they cannot serve both Jesus and those who nailed him to the cross.  The Zionist deception will continue to be exposed and those unable to face it will be lost to another world where reality doesn't exist.  Many of these spiritual defectives will act out in dangerous ways when they discover that they've been left behind.

Unfortunately, our lessons are rarely learned from the suffering of others.  The quest for materialism and diversion has hardened our hearts.  

Big changes are coming soon as the American Dream is replaced by a Third-World reality.  

Too bad it had to come to this in order for us to get our priorities straight.  Those failing to do so won't stand a chance.  

Escaping From the Yard

 

Leave your ID at the border

We will tell you where to go

Kick the veterans out of shelter

Let them walk into the snow

Retaliate for past aggression

Battle-ships upon the shore

Having trouble with the Houthis

When the Bear is at your door

Dying from your isolation

Friends and foes have felt your blade

Running out of easy victims

The battle-hardened you have made

No more messing with the prisoners

No more acting as the guards

Now it's time for you to deal with

Those escaping from the yard

Wooden Men

 

“The mass of men serve the state thus, not as men mainly, but as machines, with their bodies. They are the standing army, and the militia, jailers, constables, posse comitatus, etc. In most cases there is no free exercise whatever of the judgement or of the moral sense; but they put themselves on a level with wood and earth and stones; and wooden men can perhaps be manufactured that will serve the purpose as well. Such command no more respect than men of straw or a lump of dirt. They have the same sort of worth only as horses and dogs. Yet such as these even are commonly esteemed good citizens. Others--as most legislators, politicians, lawyers, ministers, and office-holders--serve the state chiefly with their heads; and, as they rarely make any moral distinctions, they are as likely to serve the devil, without intending it, as God.”

― Henry David Thoreau, Civil Disobedience

If the rebellion at the border continues, the people of Texas are going to get a very rude awakening concerning who their federal troops really serve.  Let's just say that the quarterly, "Worship the Troops" holidays are never going to be the same.

Sadly, these wooden men are the antithesis of what it is to be human.  And this allows the A.I. infiltration to be more seamless.

I can't imagine what it would be like to be turned upon by my own troops if I was a Veteran.  Not even death could free someone from that level of betrayal.  But the betrayal began with their own indoctrination.

Watching those on the Left pushing their vaccine democide was bad enough.  But what is happening in Texas could very well lead to civil war.  This is what happens when different uniforms in the same country start killing each other.

Now let's look at the timing of this rebellion.  Is Abbott really the one making this happen?  Isn't this the same governor that has already allowed millions of invaders across his borders and shipped many of them into the interior?  Where is Costello in this dark comedy? Making a lifetime of fighting on behalf of a foreign country ends with fighting for your life in your own country.  

It's sort of like knowing that you're about to be involved in a car crash and there's no way out of it.  In that moment, you should prepare yourself for impact.  This is that moment for you, Texas.  As for the rest of us, it will be arriving soon. 

As usual, we are being set up for peasants killing peasants in the great sacrifice.  

It's not quite turning out the way you planned, is it America?  But it is turning out very much like those in control would like it to be.  

Wooden men throughout the West are being thrown into the fire. Let's hope that it gets the rest of them to see the Light.   

Living a Lie

 

I sometimes wonder about those that achieved all that they thought they wanted in life.  I wonder how much they compromised themselves in order to attain this success.

It stands to reason that some of those whose lives have been knocked off-course from what we once thought would give us fulfillment would be ahead of the curve when it comes to awakening.

The red pill is generally not chosen without being accompanied by much suffering.  In a world of illusion, it is a "nothing left to lose" sort of option. 

Much of the process has to do with understanding where we went wrong.  But we did wrong due to a lack of understanding.  Something has to change.

When you begin to realize that most of your suffering has to do with what you have put your faith in, then it is time to question your beliefs.  You also begin to see what the hive-mind has coming. 

Do you see the atrocities being committed in Gaza?  The same will soon be visited upon Israel as well as its American vassal.  

Why will this happen?  Because the followers of the god that both countries serve will think that they're being punished for not killing enough Muslims.  This sort of god always ends up getting his followers to kill each other off and it looks like this time will be no exception.  

On the bright side, any of these lost souls coming around to the reality of their plight will still be welcomed by those who have already been humbled by the truth.  All have believed and followed lies at one time or another.  

And yet we know that we risk our lives when it comes to those who refuse to admit their foolish ways.  These Zionist traitors will kill us and think that they're doing god a favor.  

Watching it all fall apart for so many of those that this society deems successful shows where their compromised lives have led.  All of those that this vile system has deemed successful are currently being exposed as little more than tools that have outlived their usefulness in the eyes of their owners.  Movie-stars, celebrities, and expert game-players of all sorts are dropping dead in droves due to the clot-shots alone.  

Many are beginning to understand that these sporting events have their share of rigged games where the referees are owned even before the players.  And you can bet that the Black Sox buyouts of old are from the same tribe as the current batch of shysters.   

Getting back to the American Idols, many are having a difficult time of it after becoming the poster-child for vaccine adverse events (although few will admit it).  

Strange problems arise for those not yet dropping dead.  Many just seize up, whether it be their bodies or their minds.  

Controlled-opposition populist Saviors keep popping up like mushrooms as these plants as well as the most practiced con-artists continue rising to the top.  The most confusing and confounding of these clowns become the most popular.

Instead of a running mate, perhaps Tucker Carlson should act as a translator to Trump's outrageous bullshit.  He can tell us how pushing a bioweapon is not murderous, having the most notorious pedophile and human trafficker in American history for a "good friend" is not depraved and crawling on his Zionist belly to a foreign country is not treason.

If the American people still can't see that the only candidates they get to choose from for president are more the same than they are different, then they deserve what they get.

The American people will soon see the quality of their lives diminish to the level of countries where so many are running from their bombs.  

The truth of the matter is making a strong impression and no amount of lies will be able to cover it up for much longer.

And we wait for those who will finally understand the part they have played for good or ill as Truth awaits us all. 

  

Never Say No

 

Here's to the people that never say no

They blame someone else when the whole country goes

They blame their poor victims while in their death throes

They still can't believe that their friends are their foes

Here's to the people that never say no

They live and they die, they come and they go

With hardly a trace of an authentic soul

You're not really free if a book tells you so

Here's to the people that never say no

They roll up their sleeves or the money will go

They have yet to see the bad seeds they have sown

So many off-spring that will never be known

Here's to the people that never say no

They fight in the wars on behalf of their foes

They've not killed enough so now more have to go

Who knew that religion meant selling your soul

Here's to the people that never say no

They get war and disase and blood on the snow

Put in the deep-freeze and lost in the cold

Live with the humbled or die with the bold

Here's to the people that never say no

It's time to admit what we already know

You're neither a friend nor a fucking hero

Say "yes" at the end and your country will go

TO HELL

The Bank of Community Settlements

 

The digital screen flashed number 175.

The customer walked into the private office.  He sat in a chair that made him look small.  

Across from the desk sat something that looked like it wanted to be human.  Next to the customer stood a mechanical attack dog.

The customer handed his bank card over to the less dangerous-looking machine.  

"How are you, Mr. Middle-of-the-road."

"My name is Monroe," said the customer, beginning to get annoyed.

The synthetic smile shone in the overhead light.

"How can we help you today?"

"My account has been drained of all of its money," said Mr. Monroe.  

"I'm sorry Sir," said the machine.  "But if you will read the fine print on the contract that you signed when opening your accounts, we reserve the right to utilize the resources in our institution so as to remain solvent."

"You mean that your customers must now pay for your losses due to your own poor investments?" said Mr. Monroe.

"I'm sorry Sir," as the doll's eyes suddenly changed into ball-bearings.  But we are simply implementing the protocols previously put in place."

Mr. Monroe thought he heard the machine next to him growl.

"What about my assets?" he asked.

Using its microchipped mind, the Bluetooth droid paired with the computer before it.     

"Yes, it looks like you are less than a year away from paying off your house and car.  Are you going to make any payments today?"

"In my accounts, I have the money to pay off both loans today and that is what I'd like to do," Mr. Monroe replied.

"I'm sorry Sir," the machine said.  "But you no longer have access to those accounts.  But we here at the Bank of Community Settlements would like to extend our thanks for your donation in order to keep us in business.  It can also give you a tax-break.

"What the hell are you talking about?  I never signed anything that should give you the right to rob me!"

The metalhead beside him moved a step forward.  The other one remained unperturbed.  

"Please lower your voice, Sir.  The protection model becomes more aggressive at higher decibel levels."

Mr. Monroe sat back down on his seat.

"I just lost my job and I have no way to make my next payments," he said, holding his head in his hands.

"I'm sorry Sir," uttered with the same sing-song sound.  "But if you can't come up with the funds by the end of the month, your assets will be seized and brought back under our domain."   

"What will happen to my house?" asked Mr. Monroe.

"It will probably be sold at auction and then most likely rented out to immigrants.  But if you're willing to take in some of them now, we may be able to get you a room for yourself.  Otherwise, you can wait in the shelters until the smart cities are finished being built.  We'll show you where to apply to reserve your own tiny home."  

Mr. Monroe looked in a daze.  "This is like a bad dream."

"I'm sorry Sir, but the reset has been a challenge for us all."  

"On a positive note, you can now apply for universal basic income," said the fake human.  "If you qualify, all of your debts will be forgiven.  But you will never own anything again."

Mr. Monroe had begun to lose touch with reality. 

The thing continued.  "You will be given a monthly e-stipend downloaded on the software previously implanted in your brain through the vaccines.  Just stay up with your boosters and you shouldn't have any problems."

"I feel like my world has been destroyed."

"I'm sorry Sir," said the machine without inflection.  Just go to the Entertainment Department to rent your VR goggles and you can have any world you want!"

Mr. Monroe walked out of the office completely decimated.

The digital screen flashed number 176.

Walk Alone

 

Remember the 3-D prints with all their squiggly lines?  One person could look at it and see nothing while another could see the beautiful school of fish that now captures their attention.

But if the Seer was to take their eyes off the picture even for a moment, a return of their gaze would again result in them only seeing the squiggly lines. 

It's sort of that way when someone tells us the truth.  I'm not talking about the interpretation of data or factual information.  I'm talking about someone presenting the underlying motives behind our behavior.  

The one thing that I've noticed through the years is that asking someone else about what they just read or heard that has some value to it often leads to the questioner once again being lost in the squiggly lines.  

You can have your soul-mate sitting right there on your lap when the bomb drops.  But you will be judged according to your beliefs and subsequent behaviors.  

When it comes to true connection with Source, we all walk alone.  This is because we all have our own purpose. 

The invasion of the truth snatchers is reaching a fevered pitch.  But that is because many are beginning to question the programming.  This is what can come with suffering the consequences of false beliefs.

Don't spend your life letting others confirm or deny the truth that you hear on the outside or you may never rediscover it on the inside.

It was something you lost early on due to trauma.  Don't let anyone keep you from remembering who you are and your reason for being.

And don't take your eyes off the truth.