Open Thread - 12-01-23 - I Me Mine
Does your mind feel like a pin cushion, similar to being stuck like a voodoo doll by invisible forces intent on stealing your free will? Does it feel like every day there's a new assault on your sanity, a new way to divide yourself against yourself and against each other? Do you feel confused about what is right and what is wrong, like old sociological taboos are now acceptable and what was once unthinkable is now subliminally admissible? Do you feel like you're being led down a menacing alleyway in the dead of night, in the midst of an archetypal dream where you need to run from some danger yet your legs don't work no matter how hard you try. Do you feel intimidated about saying the wrong thing to the point where you don't even want to think those thoughts? Do you feel like you have three legs of which only one can go forward but two will then step back? Do you pine for the old world order of just a few short years ago, that was chaotic in and of itself but now seems idyllic and much more manageable compared to the mass confusion of this nascent new world order being thrust upon us?
Do you feel helpless and hopeless? Do you want it all to just stop? If so that is exactly the raison d'etre for the incessant and ubiquitous propaganda and gaslighting we've been bombarded with by the media for many years now. It's been ever present in our lives since birth but has recently been taken to a whole new level of full spectrum mind control.
Why? Why have the societal paradigms shifted so much in the near term and what may the consequences be in the long term?
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In my humble opinion the question is easily answered. Greed, power and control. Those age old attributes that have caused human misery since mankind developed frontal lobes, and are exacerbated by sociopaths and psychopaths who were thrown from the cliffs in the old days but are allowed to climb to the pinnacles of power in the modern world.
The Powers that Should Not Be have overreached in their greed. Their hands are awash in the green ink of an economic maelstrom that's poised to flush us down the commode of debt. The largest banks of the western world are intertwined in a derivative Gordian Knot of such size that if one large bank goes down they all may go down together, and the swirling vortex may pull the world down with it.
It is they, the so called elites (man, I hate that word) along with the banks and their accomplices, the politicians, that have built the pyre that will ultimately consume us all. It is inevitable, and they know it to be. They also know that their butts are on the line when it happens, so they plan and conspire and plot to ensure that they themselves come out on top of the heap when it all comes down. It's their ultimate dream.
They want to reset the board in their favor, and they want to convince us that it's for our own good, so they can wipe out the old debt (theirs not yours) and start the fleecing anew, permanently, in hopes of keeping their heads attached to their shoulders.
That, my friends, is the reason for the push by the largest and most complex propaganda machine in the history of the world, to pound us into submission, to overwhelm us into compliance, to beat us down into acceptance of the fate they have planned for us. They want us dazed and confused, to hate each other, for a myriad of reasons. They want us to give up. They want us at each others throats. They want chaos until we beg for it to stop.
You may ask: But what can we do about it? Good question. I'll try to break it down on two levels, the personal, and the community.
The personal. Do not comply. If enough people do not comply they'll not be able to implement their plans. It will take some fortitude, it wont be easy, but it may be our only chance to mitigate a dystopian future.
The community. By community I mean c99. The constant diagnosing of the world's problems with no tenable solutions gets very frustrating, to say the least. It too can lead to feelings of helplessness and hopelessness and a waste of time. It happens to myself as well.
It helps me to think of it this way: How was it that you were awakened to the truth? By seeking out that knowledge, right? How did you find that knowledge? Mostly by the written word, right? So as we pound on our keyboards and get frustrated that it does very little, if anything, to change the world, keep this in mind. If you were awakened by the written truth, so shall you possibly awaken a truth seeker that is reading your words.
Please note folks, that the die has been cast. There will be no hero to save us from this sinking economic ship. There is no politician alive that can prevent this house of cards from falling. It's too late, the results are already baked in. The best that we can hope for as we find ourselves on the threshold of a monetary decoupling, is that whatever rises on the other side is by our own making and not that of the monsters that have, by their policies, brought us to this particular point in time.
I do very much hope that I am wrong.
Bill O’Connor, was checking his beaver traps near Lake Winnipeg when a large bear-like creature attacked him out of nowhere.
O’Connor, who first thought he was being mauled by a small bear or wolverine, soon realized it was, in fact, a very large-sized beaver.
The beaver, apparently bruised by one his traps, was extremely aggressive and even managed to knock the sixty-three-year-old man unconscious before he awoke minutes later.
“I woke up, my face in the snow and gasping for air. The beaver was crushing me with its weight and doing a _ _ _ _ _ _ _ motion on my head and neck while making a strange guttural sound. It must’ve weighed at least 200 pounds,” he recalls.
“Beavers are usually not an aggressive species unless they feel threatened or are injured, although _ _ _ _ _ _ predation on other mammals, especially _ _ _ _ _ _, is unheard of.”---
Author's Note: Check the article to fill in the blanks.
I guess the moral of this story is: Be careful about what kind of hat you wear when you go beaver trapping.