My streak had ended and it was time to cash in my chips. It had been a good night but I knew that my luck had run out. While waiting in line to make my exchange, I heard a disturbance in front of me. Two security guards were dragging a guy behind a curtain and he did not like it.
As the line moved forward and I came closer to the cashier, I could see those who had just visited the cage were quickly escorted behind a curtain on their way out of the casino. I only caught a glimpse of the gambler in front of me prior to going behind the curtain but my fears were soon realized.
I was told that my chips were no longer of value and that I should take them with me as a gift from the casino. I was quickly led behind the curtain but the guard attending me soon went back for the next gambler. In that moment, I took my knife and cut a rent in the curtain to squeeze through and watch what was happening.
The rest of the gamblers now began to take notice and were heading to the cage in great numbers. Once they realized what was happening, they became disruptive. I looked behind them and saw a large contingent of men with guns that were there to usher them into the desert.
I went back through the curtain and walked outside into the desert heat. I had not known until then that I had unknowingly played their game all through the night.
Once outside on the sidewalk, the smell of burning plastic permeated the atmosphere. But it was not only this but the other ways in which the gamblers were dealing with their chips that I found most interesting.
A man threw his chips on the walkway with disgust. A woman was holding her chips as if she were caressing a child. Another man was laughing while throwing his chips in the air only to have them fall back down upon him. Most looked like they were somehow lost and continued holding their chips while not quite knowing what to do with them. I gave my chips to a woman who was building something out of them on the crosswalk. I didn’t know what she was trying to make.
I then saw an armored car pull up in front of the casino. They were carrying large and heavy bags into the building. One bag dropped and fell close enough for me to tell that it was gold that they were hauling. This was happening at the same time that the gamblers were still being led out of the casino holding their plastic chips.
After the cars had left and the people had come and gone from the casino, the next group drove up in black limousines and set up shop in front of the door. They were putting chips under the skin of the gamblers and allowing them back into the building. Later, I found out that they were given credit that no longer required paper or plastic to balance its accounts.
As for the rest of us, we had only the desert to turn to.
Wednesday, November 7, 2018
Sunday, October 21, 2018
A Conscious Choice
I find myself stuck in the anger phase of death as the Grim Reaper is now taking center stage here in a collapsing empire on a radioactive planet.
But our adversaries who worship death are destroying us using a more scientific approach. While those who see what is coming are jumping up and down trying to get people to understand what’s really happening, the scientist pokes and prods for weaknesses in the herd where they can more fully access their minds. It makes little difference what type of programming is chosen as it’s all controlled by the same entity. And at the end of it all is the devil himself.
The enemy has such a command of our minds that they can get half the mob to pretty much do anything they want while the other side is mesmerized by playing their role of controlled opposition. The problem is that they’re both unconscious to what they are really serving.
There are those who will serve as fodder for any war even if a creature with horns and a pitchfork was ordering them to attack. And there would be many that would continue to support them while calling themselves a religious name which depicts the exact opposite.
The other side are the fools that think government will take care of them. Government will pour dirt over them at their leisure as they have freely given up their ability to defend themselves against such tyranny and wish the same for the rest of us.
One side violates Natural Law by launching multiple preemptive attacks upon other countries while the other wishes to take away our ability to fight against those responsible when our day comes. Allowing your fear of being killed by shooters mostly under the influence of prescription drugs is an exceedingly small section compared to those who will suffer from the upcoming pogroms.
For the far Right (which has become the mainstream), their fear and destruction of the brown-skinned Muslim enemy has brought them to their borders in great numbers. But still they won’t admit the part that they played in it.
While their Controllers use fear to turn both sides against each other, their agenda of death and destruction now descends upon us all.
It has become blatantly obvious for many of us that, it’s not that they don’t know that they’ve been duped, it’s that they don’t want to know. How do you wake up someone who refuses to see that they are being fooled? Do not the results of these wars that have led to the loss of freedoms at home tell them this much?
Unfortunately, the only way to awaken those who have built up such a resistance to truth is more suffering.
For the rest of us who must also endure the consequences of the unconscious collective, frustration is a most difficult emotion to handle. But this is only an indicator that more progress must be made.
What we fear is the death of our body. The next question that must be asked is if you are your body or are you something else.
Here’s a thought: If your consciousness does not transcend the life of your body, of what value is it? Your body will suffer the same fate of the collective anyway.
In order for a conscious choice to be made, one must first be willing to admit that they are wrong. What concerns me the most is just how much suffering people are willing to endure before they will awaken and if anything can be done about it by the time they finally do.
As for those like myself who no longer wish to bury our heads in the sand, letting go of the fear and frustration is the only way to fly if we wish to reach the heights that we seek.
But our adversaries who worship death are destroying us using a more scientific approach. While those who see what is coming are jumping up and down trying to get people to understand what’s really happening, the scientist pokes and prods for weaknesses in the herd where they can more fully access their minds. It makes little difference what type of programming is chosen as it’s all controlled by the same entity. And at the end of it all is the devil himself.
The enemy has such a command of our minds that they can get half the mob to pretty much do anything they want while the other side is mesmerized by playing their role of controlled opposition. The problem is that they’re both unconscious to what they are really serving.
There are those who will serve as fodder for any war even if a creature with horns and a pitchfork was ordering them to attack. And there would be many that would continue to support them while calling themselves a religious name which depicts the exact opposite.
The other side are the fools that think government will take care of them. Government will pour dirt over them at their leisure as they have freely given up their ability to defend themselves against such tyranny and wish the same for the rest of us.
One side violates Natural Law by launching multiple preemptive attacks upon other countries while the other wishes to take away our ability to fight against those responsible when our day comes. Allowing your fear of being killed by shooters mostly under the influence of prescription drugs is an exceedingly small section compared to those who will suffer from the upcoming pogroms.
For the far Right (which has become the mainstream), their fear and destruction of the brown-skinned Muslim enemy has brought them to their borders in great numbers. But still they won’t admit the part that they played in it.
While their Controllers use fear to turn both sides against each other, their agenda of death and destruction now descends upon us all.
It has become blatantly obvious for many of us that, it’s not that they don’t know that they’ve been duped, it’s that they don’t want to know. How do you wake up someone who refuses to see that they are being fooled? Do not the results of these wars that have led to the loss of freedoms at home tell them this much?
Unfortunately, the only way to awaken those who have built up such a resistance to truth is more suffering.
For the rest of us who must also endure the consequences of the unconscious collective, frustration is a most difficult emotion to handle. But this is only an indicator that more progress must be made.
What we fear is the death of our body. The next question that must be asked is if you are your body or are you something else.
Here’s a thought: If your consciousness does not transcend the life of your body, of what value is it? Your body will suffer the same fate of the collective anyway.
In order for a conscious choice to be made, one must first be willing to admit that they are wrong. What concerns me the most is just how much suffering people are willing to endure before they will awaken and if anything can be done about it by the time they finally do.
As for those like myself who no longer wish to bury our heads in the sand, letting go of the fear and frustration is the only way to fly if we wish to reach the heights that we seek.
Wednesday, October 17, 2018
Fight to the Finish
Dead journalist killed for his integrity. Weapons sale continues so they can bring us our next 9/11.
Part of a plant with a patent now legal in 50 states. Everything else is Schedule 1 status to the feds. Epitomizes fascist politics with corporate collusion. President promises price transparency as subterfuge for real story. Nothing will change.
Drones the size of houseflies designed to burrow in our brains. Most won’t know the difference as 5G tosses them in the microwave.
Vaccination nation where your kids become pin cushions. Brain damage is no barrier to military pursuits.
Global eugenics program run by maker of this software.
Synthetic sexbots supplanting human flesh.
Everyone pissed off that their lives are shit. Animosity towards those still living above the poverty line on the rise.
All of this turning us into mindless beasts meant to kill each other off.
And the growing number that say, “Fuck you! I will not live this way!”
Part of a plant with a patent now legal in 50 states. Everything else is Schedule 1 status to the feds. Epitomizes fascist politics with corporate collusion. President promises price transparency as subterfuge for real story. Nothing will change.
Drones the size of houseflies designed to burrow in our brains. Most won’t know the difference as 5G tosses them in the microwave.
Vaccination nation where your kids become pin cushions. Brain damage is no barrier to military pursuits.
Global eugenics program run by maker of this software.
Synthetic sexbots supplanting human flesh.
Everyone pissed off that their lives are shit. Animosity towards those still living above the poverty line on the rise.
All of this turning us into mindless beasts meant to kill each other off.
And the growing number that say, “Fuck you! I will not live this way!”
Sunday, October 14, 2018
Symphony of Hell
Only a criminal needs government. This is why governments eventually make criminals of us all.
As a matter of fact, at this stage of the game, if your completely corrupt government doesn’t see you as a threat, you are owned by them in both body and soul. Continuing to “go along to get along” when your particular brand of master is in power is what’s leading us over a cliff.
At this stage, the best that America can hope for is grid-lock. If the Democrats don’t take over Congress after the mid-term elections, the protests of the radicalized Left are liable to spiral out of control. Provocateurs can then be inserted at their leisure.
We are being set up for the excuse to declare Martial Law. This means that whatever’s left of our Constitution will be suspended. Then the most abject of slaves will have the legal orders to do with us what they wish. But looking on the bright side, the looters may kill us first, thereby allowing the illusion to remain intact until the bitter end. But I’m not so sure that we get to run from truth on the other side.
Isolating America from other countries also appears to be the objective of those in charge. Many countries are picking up the pace from their slow jog of dumping the dollar. Before long, it will be an outright sprint.
This is how it should be. It is my hope that other countries will be spared some misery if all of America’s resources must be used fighting against its own. Of course, it will also make us susceptible to outside invasion. Karma will be “putting on the hits” before this is over.
This symphony of hell must find its sound with the conductor managing the instruments being played with perfect timing. He waves his wand and mass immigration of those with blood in their eyes promises to add to the coming melee. He then gives his attention to the next section where another “Kristallnacht” is coming door-to-door. He motions to the front section and now there’s not enough food for a country to feed itself. On to the next section and hurricanes are flooding dilapidated nuclear facilities; a macabre form of Russian roulette where one detonated bullet could kill millions. But with the body count comes certain realizations as only slow deaths can be covered in lies.
The maestro now brings the music to its crescendo, a merging of disparate notes no longer in harmony and an affront to those with ears to hear. But the bombs being dropped drowns out the sound anyway. No need for a second take.
It is only through suffering that we awaken. We wait for those who finally reach the point where they can find no one else to blame but themselves. It is the same for all of us who seek the light of understanding.
Let the dross that are the rest be burned off as they could never be part of the solution anyway.
As a matter of fact, at this stage of the game, if your completely corrupt government doesn’t see you as a threat, you are owned by them in both body and soul. Continuing to “go along to get along” when your particular brand of master is in power is what’s leading us over a cliff.
At this stage, the best that America can hope for is grid-lock. If the Democrats don’t take over Congress after the mid-term elections, the protests of the radicalized Left are liable to spiral out of control. Provocateurs can then be inserted at their leisure.
We are being set up for the excuse to declare Martial Law. This means that whatever’s left of our Constitution will be suspended. Then the most abject of slaves will have the legal orders to do with us what they wish. But looking on the bright side, the looters may kill us first, thereby allowing the illusion to remain intact until the bitter end. But I’m not so sure that we get to run from truth on the other side.
Isolating America from other countries also appears to be the objective of those in charge. Many countries are picking up the pace from their slow jog of dumping the dollar. Before long, it will be an outright sprint.
This is how it should be. It is my hope that other countries will be spared some misery if all of America’s resources must be used fighting against its own. Of course, it will also make us susceptible to outside invasion. Karma will be “putting on the hits” before this is over.
This symphony of hell must find its sound with the conductor managing the instruments being played with perfect timing. He waves his wand and mass immigration of those with blood in their eyes promises to add to the coming melee. He then gives his attention to the next section where another “Kristallnacht” is coming door-to-door. He motions to the front section and now there’s not enough food for a country to feed itself. On to the next section and hurricanes are flooding dilapidated nuclear facilities; a macabre form of Russian roulette where one detonated bullet could kill millions. But with the body count comes certain realizations as only slow deaths can be covered in lies.
The maestro now brings the music to its crescendo, a merging of disparate notes no longer in harmony and an affront to those with ears to hear. But the bombs being dropped drowns out the sound anyway. No need for a second take.
It is only through suffering that we awaken. We wait for those who finally reach the point where they can find no one else to blame but themselves. It is the same for all of us who seek the light of understanding.
Let the dross that are the rest be burned off as they could never be part of the solution anyway.
Tuesday, September 25, 2018
Tell Me
Tell me
Can anyone tell me
Just where we are going
Aside from the grave?
Show me
Can anyone show me
For all of our killing
Are we not more enslaved?
We thought we chose the righteous path
In the 9/11 aftermath
But we never thought to hold our hand
Until we learned the lay of the land
You find yourself alone at last
With a bureaucratic psychopath
He's only doing what he's told
There's just no way to break the mold
The hopelessness we gave the rest
Now coming down our way
Because of what we’ve done so long
Karma will have its say
Freedom cannot come for one
Unless it comes for all
Divide and conquer strategies
Are leading to a fall
We better hope that Jesus saves
When it comes the time to free his slaves
I just don’t know what’s heaven-sent
For those whose sins they won’t admit
Tell me
Can anyone tell me
Just where we are going
Aside from the grave?
Show me
Can anyone show me
For all of our killing
Are we not more enslaved?
Can anyone tell me
Just where we are going
Aside from the grave?
Show me
Can anyone show me
For all of our killing
Are we not more enslaved?
We thought we chose the righteous path
In the 9/11 aftermath
But we never thought to hold our hand
Until we learned the lay of the land
You find yourself alone at last
With a bureaucratic psychopath
He's only doing what he's told
There's just no way to break the mold
The hopelessness we gave the rest
Now coming down our way
Because of what we’ve done so long
Karma will have its say
Freedom cannot come for one
Unless it comes for all
Divide and conquer strategies
Are leading to a fall
We better hope that Jesus saves
When it comes the time to free his slaves
I just don’t know what’s heaven-sent
For those whose sins they won’t admit
Tell me
Can anyone tell me
Just where we are going
Aside from the grave?
Show me
Can anyone show me
For all of our killing
Are we not more enslaved?
Thursday, September 20, 2018
No More Turning Away
Voting another’s rights away and wondering why you have none of your own.
One shot, two kills for pregnant Palestinian women.
AMA drug dealers blaming guns for the horrors committed rather than the Frankensteins of their own creation.
Cast into the sea of immigration where the waves batter away all reason resulting in extremes of unlimited access for those from bombed-out countries to other sinking ships with the iron fist of Sharia Law looming in the background.
Calamities with collapsing infrastructures while funds are diverted to feed the war machine setting us up to be irradiated by our own failing nuclear plants.
Weather modification technology being used in many of these “Acts of God.”
President of South Africa assuring the public that he won’t commit genocide against white people at this time.
Pied-piper pedophile priests leading their flock towards something even worse after the unraveling.
Israeli overlords pulling the strings of its American puppet who can only spout back the same rhetoric he was told to say.
Abortion of convenience staring into the dead eyes of a pregnant Palestinian woman.
Stealing from your neighbor and supporting the use of a government gun to do it.
Killing for pleasure.
Allowing your stage in life to be used as an excuse for laying down for it.
Teachers only knowing what they’ve been taught and yet not even following that but doing only what they’re told. This is what they really teach.
Whistle-blowers bought off or taken out for not agreeing to participate in their own destruction. Those on the payroll are the only ones we get to see.
Athletic entertainers punished for genuflecting inappropriately before their corporate logo.
Religion teaching us to fight over the nature of which god should rule us. Spoiler alert: The tyrant always wins.
Government mimics the predominant image.
Soldiers-turned-police recreating their trauma back home and dispensing war-zone justice for our viewing displeasure.
Voting for our masters.
Economic collapse coming. What good is being set up on the best street corner when everybody else has their hand out?
One shot, two kills for pregnant Palestinian women.
AMA drug dealers blaming guns for the horrors committed rather than the Frankensteins of their own creation.
Cast into the sea of immigration where the waves batter away all reason resulting in extremes of unlimited access for those from bombed-out countries to other sinking ships with the iron fist of Sharia Law looming in the background.
Calamities with collapsing infrastructures while funds are diverted to feed the war machine setting us up to be irradiated by our own failing nuclear plants.
Weather modification technology being used in many of these “Acts of God.”
President of South Africa assuring the public that he won’t commit genocide against white people at this time.
Pied-piper pedophile priests leading their flock towards something even worse after the unraveling.
Israeli overlords pulling the strings of its American puppet who can only spout back the same rhetoric he was told to say.
Abortion of convenience staring into the dead eyes of a pregnant Palestinian woman.
Stealing from your neighbor and supporting the use of a government gun to do it.
Killing for pleasure.
Allowing your stage in life to be used as an excuse for laying down for it.
Teachers only knowing what they’ve been taught and yet not even following that but doing only what they’re told. This is what they really teach.
Whistle-blowers bought off or taken out for not agreeing to participate in their own destruction. Those on the payroll are the only ones we get to see.
Athletic entertainers punished for genuflecting inappropriately before their corporate logo.
Religion teaching us to fight over the nature of which god should rule us. Spoiler alert: The tyrant always wins.
Government mimics the predominant image.
Soldiers-turned-police recreating their trauma back home and dispensing war-zone justice for our viewing displeasure.
Voting for our masters.
Economic collapse coming. What good is being set up on the best street corner when everybody else has their hand out?
Monday, September 3, 2018
Dog Eat Dog
“Things are going according to plans,” said the subordinate. “We’re exposing the pedophile priests now just like you have ordered. But I still can’t understand why?”
“That’s because you don’t need to know,” said Adonis. “Now leave me—and continue your work.”
“Yes sir,” the subordinate said and left the room. Adonis shook his head angrily. He knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before the subordinate fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.
Adonis heard the familiar knock on the back door of his office. He went and opened the door himself as he had given the wait-staff the night off.
“Adonis, how good to see you,” said the Gray Man with a wry smile. The tall and slim man before him wore only dark colors.
“How are you, my friend,” Adonis said nervously. “Would you care for a drink?”
The Gray Man graciously accepted.
After the formalities had been satisfied, the Gray Man asked, “What progress has been made since I last met with you?”
“Under the guise of trade wars, the dollar will continue its slow disintegration,” said Adonis. “We now merely await the accelerant that will be used to bring about economic collapse. Any idea when this will occur?”
The Gray Man looked at him sternly and said, “We’ll let you know.”
Adonis was reminded of his recent conversation with his subordinate.
“I see the pedophile priest leak is getting larger,” said the Gray Man reverting back to a more jovial mood.
“Yes, we will continue to drive the cattle away from the other religions only to end up embracing our own,” said Adonis proudly. He always started to feel better when discussing the common enemy.
The Gray Man congratulated him on his success.
“On the other hand, you need to plug that “Lolita Express” leak or we won’t have enough lackeys left to front for us,” said the Gray Man. “As you know, we are not yet ready to bring all of this out into the open.”
“The truth will not be revealed by the mainstream media until we allow it,” said Adonis. “And as you know, if it’s not fed to them on their favorite television channel or newspaper, the useless eaters won’t believe it.”
The Gray Man laughed knowing that this was true.
“Make sure you keep it as a limited hangout to remove only those we want exposed at this time,” he said. “This thing could get away from us quickly if we don’t stay on top of it.”
“Our gatekeepers in the newsrooms will make sure nothing is put out there without our permission,” said Adonis.
“Good.”
The Gray Man could see that Adonis had something else on his mind and asked him about it.
“I can’t help but get the impression that the final phase of our endgame is at hand,” Adonis said. I’m glad for this as it has been my life’s work. But I still haven’t heard from anyone above you and I don’t even know your last name. I would like to know what will become of me and my family after the collapse occurs.”
“You will all be taken care of for a job well done,” said the Gray Man.
“But how will this unfold?” asked Adonis anxiously. “If it goes nuclear, I have no shelter and have yet to receive an invitation from anyone…”
“No need to worry,” the Gray Man interrupted arising from the chair. “Now I must be off to my next appointment,” he said while glancing at his watch.
“Keep up the good work, my friend,” the Gray Man said to Adonis shaking his hand.
After he had left, Adonis fixed himself another drink and wondered whether he had made the right choice all those years ago for the fame and fortune he had acquired since that time.
Upon reaching his car, the Gray Man called his boss to let him know what had transpired.
Finishing the call, he knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before Adonis fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.
“That’s because you don’t need to know,” said Adonis. “Now leave me—and continue your work.”
“Yes sir,” the subordinate said and left the room. Adonis shook his head angrily. He knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before the subordinate fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.
Adonis heard the familiar knock on the back door of his office. He went and opened the door himself as he had given the wait-staff the night off.
“Adonis, how good to see you,” said the Gray Man with a wry smile. The tall and slim man before him wore only dark colors.
“How are you, my friend,” Adonis said nervously. “Would you care for a drink?”
The Gray Man graciously accepted.
After the formalities had been satisfied, the Gray Man asked, “What progress has been made since I last met with you?”
“Under the guise of trade wars, the dollar will continue its slow disintegration,” said Adonis. “We now merely await the accelerant that will be used to bring about economic collapse. Any idea when this will occur?”
The Gray Man looked at him sternly and said, “We’ll let you know.”
Adonis was reminded of his recent conversation with his subordinate.
“I see the pedophile priest leak is getting larger,” said the Gray Man reverting back to a more jovial mood.
“Yes, we will continue to drive the cattle away from the other religions only to end up embracing our own,” said Adonis proudly. He always started to feel better when discussing the common enemy.
The Gray Man congratulated him on his success.
“On the other hand, you need to plug that “Lolita Express” leak or we won’t have enough lackeys left to front for us,” said the Gray Man. “As you know, we are not yet ready to bring all of this out into the open.”
“The truth will not be revealed by the mainstream media until we allow it,” said Adonis. “And as you know, if it’s not fed to them on their favorite television channel or newspaper, the useless eaters won’t believe it.”
The Gray Man laughed knowing that this was true.
“Make sure you keep it as a limited hangout to remove only those we want exposed at this time,” he said. “This thing could get away from us quickly if we don’t stay on top of it.”
“Our gatekeepers in the newsrooms will make sure nothing is put out there without our permission,” said Adonis.
“Good.”
The Gray Man could see that Adonis had something else on his mind and asked him about it.
“I can’t help but get the impression that the final phase of our endgame is at hand,” Adonis said. I’m glad for this as it has been my life’s work. But I still haven’t heard from anyone above you and I don’t even know your last name. I would like to know what will become of me and my family after the collapse occurs.”
“You will all be taken care of for a job well done,” said the Gray Man.
“But how will this unfold?” asked Adonis anxiously. “If it goes nuclear, I have no shelter and have yet to receive an invitation from anyone…”
“No need to worry,” the Gray Man interrupted arising from the chair. “Now I must be off to my next appointment,” he said while glancing at his watch.
“Keep up the good work, my friend,” the Gray Man said to Adonis shaking his hand.
After he had left, Adonis fixed himself another drink and wondered whether he had made the right choice all those years ago for the fame and fortune he had acquired since that time.
Upon reaching his car, the Gray Man called his boss to let him know what had transpired.
Finishing the call, he knew that he would soon have to replace this one also before Adonis fully understood the part he had played in his own demise.
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