All Hell Breaks Loose

We have been surrounded on all sides by blood-thirsty wolves wearing a sheepdog’s skin but only those of us on the edge of the herd have gotten a glimpse of what ill-fate there may be that is being coordinated around us. From deep within the middle of the herd, things appear to be mostly normal but far from the old normal and always with more news of some approaching danger. From their place within, it is understood that the safety of the herd relies on everyone blindly following the prodding instructions of the shepherd dogs. From the edge, those brave enough to shout a voice of warning to the others are quickly devoured by the wolves who pretend to be our shepherds.

These are the most cunning wolves of all because they understand how to control the herd through fear and the anticipation of more fear. They rescue the sheep from crisis after fabricated crisis, making the herd more and more dependent on them each time. See? Why would they want to hurt you? They’re here to keep you safe – until you’ve reached the gates of the slaughterhouse.

Wolves on Wall Street

Do you ever scratch your head and wonder what it is about a currency that gives it any value? A promissory note is plain enough, it says: “Look, I’m not about to walk around this place with pockets full of gold but I promise you I’ve got tons deposited at the bank. If you show them this note, they’ll give you the amount of gold I owe you for this trade of goods or services today.” Essentially. Right?

I can trust that this note is valid for the redemption of a pre-determined value that has been agreed upon by none other than the parties of the trade, which is to be fulfilled by a third-party exchange service at my request. The value is built into the deal. This note is worth its weight in gold! Our currency used to be like that. You could trade a $1 bill for a $1 silver coin. Every dollar in the United States was backed by all the gold in Fort Knox.

Wha’ happened? A deathbed confession from one of our most traitorous puppet presidents reveals that Woodrow Wilson regretted what he had done to sell out the future of the American people for his own short-term financial gain, when on December 23rd, 1912 he signed into law The Federal Reserve Act which usurps the sovereignty of this nation over its own currency.

Just some curious coincidences because the Glass-Willis proposal was hotly debated.

Who supported? Who opposed? On what grounds did they oppose? Who were they opposing? Why were they opposing them? What were these people in support of? It doesn’t matter. We all know how things went down (wink, wink). And then, oh no! War in Europe! (Load program: Invisible Enemy model WWI German U-boat). And oops! Looks like we just stepped into another decade of economic strife with a little thing called The Great Depression.

I’m just wondering if Wilson enjoyed the pieces of silver that bought his place in Potter’s Field because whatever they paid him they’ve gotten more than their money’s worth. What’s the US debt worth these days? A hell of a lot more than the Dollar. You can fact-check it for fun. I’m pretty sure.

So, I’ve got this bridge in Brooklyn…

I know what you’re thinking, “Oh my, if the US Dollar collapses, that will cause a huge problem!” Don’t worry, the same global financiers that orchestrated the catastrophic collapse of the first world have just the solution for your troubles. You know, cash has been the problem all along. There’s no way to track it or control how or when it can be spent and what it can be spent on or when it is made available to be spent.

Were you thinking, “Well let’s just start from scratch and go back to the gold standard since these bankers made such a mess of things”? You’d think. But no. It turns out these bankers have another idea of how they can use technology to continue controlling and manipulating human destiny through unfair trading and commerce practices. They just call it the Fourth Industrial Revolution. Have you heard about this?

Well, it’s a lot like the good old days of serfdom, before that pesky middle-class declared itself into existence in 1776. Plot twist though, I bet you didn’t see this coming. They want to make sure they’ve got everyone tagged and tracked in their database because you useless eaters have to earn your keep. You know what they have to do to a human that has lost its value. Be useful until it’s your turn on the euthanasia table and then be fodder for the next generation of modified AI-controlled human being automatons.

So what they’d like to happen is that when they introduce you to the wonderful world of Central Bank Digital Currency and the bio-metric blockchain for your safety and security and to save the planet for their greater good agenda 2030 sustainable development goals for global domination and mass depopulation, you’ll be so grateful that they’ve brought food, restored the power, and wiped out the remaining cannibal gangs leftover from the Southern Border invasion shock troops, that you will gladly take the train ride to the nearest DHS shielding center and do whatever you’re told for your daily bowl of bugs and vaccine veggies. Until you’re escorted to the euthanasia table. Next!

Instead of jumping on the bandwagon of the next “Current Thing”, wouldn’t it be cool if we could unite in voice together and let them know in no uncertain terms that we will not be requiring their services this century? And, just because we have a certain respect for the rule of law and we prosecute crimes by the authority of our own inalienable rights endowed by the creator to defend ourselves from murderous gangs, a global tribunal could convene – without any help from the Rockefeller-owned UN, Rothschilds banks, or Bill Gates – and serve them the justice that’s due on behalf of the next generations, whom we have miserably failed to this point. Would you have a problem with that?

Truth, Justice, and the Censored Way

You’re not stupid, right? You understand that the First Amendment is kind of a big deal, don’t you? I’m just trying to figure out where you’ve allowed your brain to come to a screeching halt and then go full-throttle in reverse but continued to be convinced you were in a forward motion. Was it before or after vaccination? How many 5G towers are in your neighborhood? How much of the Mockingbird Media mind-control propaganda are you exposed to? Do you have the misfortune of being a student in these trying times? I understand: you’re being manipulated and it’s confusing.

What is fact? What is fake news? Who can you trust? How can you tell? Anybody that wants to answer those questions for you are to be regarded with a bucket of pure salt of the Earth. Because, whether you’ve let them bully you or not, ultimately you can only decide for yourself. There is a simple question that a lot of Truth Seekers will pose to point them in the right direction: Cui Bono? (Who benefits?) Or, another way to think of it: Just follow the money, people. It’s not a mystery.

A time comes when Silence is Betrayal. – Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Do you know that guy whose picture is on the one-dollar bill? That’s right! Old Georgie Boy, the first king of the United States. Wait. That’s not right. We’ve never had a king in the United States because we as a people reject the notion of a master race of genetically superior blue-bloods who believe they are born with the divine right of kings to rule over us. George was the first President of the United States because he swore to uphold the Constitution of the United States – so help him, God.

Now, he was a real red-blooded American though. He’d survived enough musket volleys and royal cannon fodder from the crown of England to know beyond any doubt they had successfully upset the apple cart of the European monarchs who had been oppressing people like slaves for centuries. He was among the great thinkers of his time who worked together to devise the framework for a loose federation of states which would be United in the belief that all are created equal and all have an equal right to life, liberty, and ownership of property.

If Freedom of Speech is taken away, then dumb and silent we may be led, like sheep to the slaughter. – George Washington

You don’t think he might have been warning you not to let your government establish some kind of “Disinformation Governance Board” or anything, do you? If I’ve deciphered the code correctly here, it sounds like the slaughterhouse is next. Did you come up with a different answer?

At least you’ve always got your health

Seriously though, that used to be a thing. Of course these days we don’t say, “I’m healthy”, we say, “I’m asymptomatic”. So, at least you’ve always got your lack of symptoms. Keep that dirty slave muzzle up though, your snot could kill somebody’s grandmother in Wichita and start the next zombie apocalypse. All because you were too selfish to keep your dirty asymptomatic slave snot contained in your state-approved self-administered suffocation device for the greater good. What makes you think you get the choice?

Have you seen Squid Games yet? I’m sure everybody here knows how to play “Red light, Green light”. Only now we call it “Mask up, mask down”. Or the old playground favorite, “Simon Says”. Whatever Simon says, you have to do it. Only now it’s called “Medical Mandates” and you don’t get to know who is making the mandates or why they think they can, you just have to inject whatever they tell you into your body, into your children’s bodies. OR ELSE!

Well, you must like the abuse because you keep coming back for more. I must admit that I am completely baffled by the bleating of sheep in the middle of the herd who haven’t figured out yet that their shepherds are wolves. They are the loudest. They get visibly agitated when you point out the wolfish features of their trusted parent-God shepherd caretakers. Why do you think that is?

We could speculate that this behavior stems from a pathological denial of reality at all costs to protect them from the trauma-bond shattering effects of cognitive dissonance in admitting that their fact-checked, gaslit narrative is nothing more than a receding horizon constructed for them by their future-faking emotionally-abusive manipulating controllers. But, why bother?

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All Hell Breaks Loose

I guess you could say we’ve all made it through some pretty tough times here in the past couple of years. Am I right? I mean, once our governments all began trying to kill us in a concerted effort around the globe, it pretty much set the stage for “Anything Goes”. Well, you might want to grab another bowl of Wheaties and make sure your canteen is full before the next advance.

They’re about to take the training wheels off the New World Order juggernaut and hit you with everything they’ve got from all sides at once. The truth is, at this point, it’s not going to take much of a push to bring about the collapse of everything you’ve known into a catastrophic maelstrom of chaos by nefarious design, aka the slaughterhouse.

Wah! Wah! Wah! Poor little baby is hungry. Wah! Wah! Wah! Poor little baby is cold. Wah! Wah! Wah! Poor little baby is dinner. That’s what happens when you vote Republican but get a Democrat. I hope you’ve learned your lesson about playing with elephants and asses. What? You’re still hungry? Oops! Who turned out the lights? Putin!

That Russian renegade strikes again! If only we had been more prepared for a comprehensive cyber-attack. If only we had listened to the UN and stopped using all of that coal and petroleum we wouldn’t have been left so vulnerable to an attack on our propped-up archaic system of wires and smart meters that we call our “power grid”. What I find most curious here is the complete disappearance of Nicolas Tesla’s technology that allowed for free energy and wireless transfer of power.

I can see how a development like that might have the potential to substantially decrease profits for Standard Oil and JP Morgan. Too bad Tesla tried to give it away without a thought about how this could hurt John D. Rockefeller’s pocketbook. And what a busy little pocketbook it is!

You’ve really got to hand it to the Rockefeller Foundation of the United Nations. Let’s overlook the not-so-subtle irony of the fact that the very people who brought you Hitler organized this global police agency to ensure they’d never bring you another Hitler, for now, and focus on the greatest threat to our security that we face in the world today: “Climate Change”. We can thank Government God that the very same people who snuffed free wireless energy in the 19th century so they could force a metered fossil-fuel driven power-control grid tied together with high-voltage metal cables all over the planet are now taking charge of penalizing you for getting stuck in their prison and having the audacity to continue exhaling your poisonous CO2 gases. The best part is how you’ve fallen for their criminal scheme hook, line, and sinker.

You are the best crop of useful idiots any tyrannical authoritarian dictatorship bent on world domination and enslavement of the human race could wish for! And now, you’ll get the prize. Surprise! They’ve built-in a kill switch and they can’t wait to flip it on you. Don’t forget to blame Russia when the grid goes down everywhere at once in the middle of the Great American Famine. What happened to all those zeroes the computer screen said were in your bank account? Poof! Better keep an eye out for those cannibal gangs, I don’t think they’re interested in your sob story about the equity you lost on your home.

Calling Sarah Connor

We can all breathe a collective sigh of relief knowing that the dystopian conflict between man and machine depicted in James Cameron’s seminal Terminator film series is nothing more than box office sci-fi fantasy. Skynet isn’t a real thing. There’s no agenda to co-opt human autonomy with artificial intelligence technology. You’re not going to see police force robots and robot dogs pushing you around any time soon.

Except, actually, if you can pull your head out of the dark obscure place where you’ve been keeping it away from the light of day and take a look around at the reality surrounding you, you might notice a police robot or two. Maybe even robot prosecutors. I wouldn’t be surprised if you found a robot judge ready to convict you and sentence your well-deserved death for some heinous thought crime.

Well, maybe not in lovely Atlanta, GA. You might have to turn your gaze to the beta testing sandbox of the New World Order that we call China before you can catch a glimpse of the future they have planned for you. One thing you can find in Georgia though is the Guidestones for the Great Reset and the end game of the Master Race. Have you seen these things? They’re great!

A message consisting of a set of ten guidelines or principles is engraved on the Georgia Guidestones in eight different languages, one language on each face of the four large upright stones. Moving clockwise around the structure from due north, these languages are English, Spanish, Swahili, Hindi, Hebrew, Arabic, Traditional Chinese, and Russian.

1. Maintain humanity under 500,000,000 in perpetual balance with nature.
2. Guide reproduction wisely — improving fitness and diversity.
3. Unite humanity with a living new language.
4. Rule passion — faith — tradition — and all things with tempered reason.
5. Protect people and nations with fair laws and just courts.
6. Let all nations rule internally resolving external disputes in a world court.
7. Avoid petty laws and useless officials.
8. Balance personal rights with social duties.
9. Prize truth — beauty — love — seeking harmony with the infinite.
10. Be not a cancer on the Earth — Leave room for nature — Leave room for nature.

Sounds nice, huh? You can thank Government God for providing us all with such magnanimous Master Race slave masters. Did you happen to catch that number though? One half billion. Jeez, they’re going to have to innovate their way down to pretty close to zero.

That’s a lot of carnage any way you slice it though. Can you imagine 6.5-7 billion rotting corpses on the planet at once? Yech! Who wouldn’t rather die than be on the clean-up crew at that point? Don’t worry, if you happen to make it to the year 2031, your new technocratic overlords have got you covered. They’re already working out the prototypes of flesh-eating robots to manage the nasty work of cadaver disposal on your behalf. Just stay out of their way and I promise you won’t get “accidentally” eaten. Leave room for nature!