Blackmail and Whitemail
Most of my work these days is finding an effective way to tell someone something they don’t want to hear. My friend John questions why I would even bother. It’s a good question. Who wants to be a writer who ruins everyone’s day. My answer is selfish. I do it for my sanity. I need my environment to reflect my understanding or else it causes me pain. I have developed an allergy to dissonance after years of pretending my insides and outsides could disagree. I find this activity insulting to everyone involved. Still, many people out there need heroes more than they need the truth. I’ve angered so many people these last two weeks it makes sense why there are so many shills out there constricting the truth. They are surviving. People will tear you apart for telling them what they don’t want to hear. I told Thomas Wictor false flags were real. Instablock. I told a Q fanatic Mossad was pushing the Trump administration. Instajihad. I told a famous Australian writer her favorite hero was an intelligence plant. InstaCurse-then-Block. These people don’t want the truth. They want their narratives to remain wholesome. But if narratives were true we wouldn’t call them narratives. These events are timed, coordinated and contrived for a single purpose. Mind control. The first rule of theater is never break the fourth wall.
On April 4th, Chelsea Manning was released from solitary confinement. Two hours later, WikiLeaks tweets that Julain Assange arrest is imminent. Julian spent seven years locked inside the Ecuadoran embassy while striking up a romance with Pamela Anderson for the cameras. Through high-profile media interviews, to speeches from the porch threatening to release a thumb drive, Julian’s life has been a Hollywood movie. He’s narrowly avoided capture while we pretend Ecuador is a sovereign nation capable of defending itself against the most powerful intelligence community in the world. People need a narrative. They need to believe the world is mostly fair. The same people insisting we’ve used energy weapons to burn a town in California cling to the idea that Julian Assange is somehow still alive despite a superpower’s quest to destroy him.
Truth is an emotional journey. We converse with people who make us feel hollow sometimes. We sense their evacuation as they lie to themselves about what is happening in the world. Consider your own vibration as a kind of homework. You will discover that truth is rarely the conductor for one’s energy. If everyone could handle the truth lies would die of thirst. But here we are, drunk on propaganda. It pours so fast we’ll never keep up. This is the purpose of Reuters and the Associated Press. They waterboard the mind in an endless barrage of fermented information. True or false – it doesn’t matter. Endless wins the race.
Our world is not broken. Discerning truth has a spiritual purpose. It reminds us the answers are found inside ourselves. The storm makes our resolve even stronger. The key is to understand most of your questions are simply self-doubt projected into the world. Lies are like rust in our heart. God needs each of us stainless. We are inside his alchemical mixing bowl turning ourselves from lead to gold. In this way, evil has a purpose. God uses it as a kind of whisk frothing each us until we rise to the occasion. He’s waiting for us to claim our free will. We are responsible for every photon we give and receive. Right now our consent is a whore of Babylon. God requires us to remain here until we become pristine.
There is an orchestrated rhythm to the news. The Meuller Report closes down in time for a scene change. Julian Assange, the seven-year-old stubborn sardine is pulled from the tin of the Ecuadorian embassy in London. The Police allow him to clutch a book by Gore Vidal for the cameras. April 11th is 411, the number you’re told to dial for information. The U. S. Department of Justice is charging Assange with conspiracy. They claim he aided Bradley Manning in the theft of classified materials. Julian Assange is the closest thing the people have ever had to someone who speaks the truth.
“I’m constantly annoyed that people are distracted by false conspiracies such as 9/11” – Julian Assange
Most of the world is controlled by blackmail. A lot of evidence is about to be dropped in a giant pile as big as a house. People won’t notice that 15% of it is missing. The 85% will be so juicy and shocking it will take over everyone’s senses. We are about to partake in an endless buffet of everything but the main course. Who knocked our buildings down? Who killed those people inside. Who used the military to attack its own country with autonomous drone rockets? Julian Assange’s published record is considered flawless. The man is the archetype of truth to power. He is an asset put into play on the world stage to hide a bigger story. I beg you to pay attention to what doesn’t come out as the truth community celebrates what does. If we don’t pay attention, we’re no different than the Romans appeased by a fresh crop of gladiators.
Ignorance is heroin that keeps us in bed. Our handlers tell us something attacked us in our sleep. 9/11 was an inside job and Trump and WikiLeaks don’t want you to know. I keep searching WikiLeaks archives hoping to prove myself wrong. Yes, there is some info about 9/11. But it’s parsley on fresh meat. WikiLeaks points us to a foreign country’s role or a nuanced revelation about the event. The stability of government is at stake if the people were to become truly awakened to the truth. The American psyche is a Gulliver lashed to the ground by millions of ropes. If it finds out what really happened during WWII, JFK, or 9/11 it would finally sit up. It takes a lot of mind control to keep that giant on its back. It takes a worldwide effort. Countries aren’t what we think they are. If they were, we would all know the truth of 9/11.
“I’m not joking when I refer to our country as the United States of Amnesia.” – Gore Vidal
The opposite of blackmail is whitemail. Whitemail is when you give someone credit for something they didn’t do and let them feed off the reward. This creates an addiction. Addicts are predictable. They praised Perseus with gifts long before he was sent to kill Medusa. He couldn’t come home empty-handed or he would be exposed as a fraud. They made Obama the President of the United States knowing he wasn’t born in Hawaii. They gave him a Nobel Prize and told him to bomb seven nations or be exposed. Obama was dangling by a birth certificate for eight years. Sheriff Joe Arpaio knew the truth. It’s why the Sheriff was such a high-value target to Obama. It’s also why Trump spent the capital to give him a full pardon.
“Why is it that no one would touch this. A fake, forged government document in the media?” – Sheriff Joe Arpaio
Trump’s alignment is at best chaotic good. He plays to win, more than he does to be truthful. Neither Trump or Q shows an alignment of lawful good. They are realists. We pretend white hats have to follow the rules. We pretend black hats always distribute lies. We are so misguided by Hollywood and news theater. We don’t even want lawfully good leaders anymore. We are tired of losing. Under mind control, victory is always more important than wisdom. Victory rewards the goddess Athena with a golden laurel. Victory is her dopamine. Wisdom doesn’t reward you with crowns of truth. Wisdom is a burden because the truth carries more weight than all the gold in the world. Dear reader. I insist you believe in yourself as the primary miracle for change. Divest yourself from the system. Otherwise, we will fall for the next act. The displacement of your energy is taking away from our ability to transmute this world.
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