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Recently I happened to be in Little Rock, and, upon entering a Walmart store there, an elderly gentleman seated near the entrance piped up and asked me “Young man, are you a registered voter in Arkansas?”

“No sir” I replied, amazed he had referred to me as young (I wasn’t about to correct him). “I don’t live here.”

He nodded, satisfied with my answer, then immediately turned his attention to the next patron with the same question.

He seemed to be a friendly person, and because those are fewer and fewer these days, I found myself later regretting that I didn’t meet the qualifications to speak with him. He was clearly dedicated to increasing voter registration among his native peoples, and not being one of them, I didn’t want to distract him from his mission.

walmartAs I made my way back to my vehicle across the prairie of asphalt that is every Walmart’s parking lot, I began to wonder how a conversation with this man might have gone. How would someone with my beliefs talk to someone like him who truly believes in the “System?” Someone who believes “one man, one vote” actually ever produced anything good in this world, or that any voter had ever had any effect whatsoever on government policy. Someone who believes that if just more people would vote, that would solve all our problems.

I happen to be a person who believes that voting makes no difference whatsoever, because voting is a sham, an illusion, an opinion made all the more poignant here in the old stomping grounds of Slick Willy and the Wicked Witch of Little Rock.

Slick-WillyAfter reflection, I believe the conversation would have begun with me asking him “Sir, are you a God-fearing man?”

This being the Bible Belt, I think there’s a good chance his answer would have been “Yes.”

Then I would have asked him “Who runs the world?”

Like most people, he probably would have answered “God does,” to which I would have wholeheartedly agreed, yes, God is firmly in control, from atom to acme, but could you clarify for me who it is that rules the earth at this time? Who does the Bible say sits on the throne of the earth, so to speak?

If further dead space ensued, I would have cut to the chase. “Who is the prince of this world?” Then I’m sure he would understand my point, as that is the scriptural phrase:

Now is the judgment of this world: now shall the prince of this world be cast out.
 - John 12:31

And then he would have to answer “Satan.”

satan-enthronedAha! Now we are getting somewhere!

Satan is most definitely the current ruler of this earth because he could not otherwise have had the right to offer that rule over to Christ as a temptation.

Now the issue of who rules the earth would have been settled (if I had spoken to him, which I did not. If I had, this would all be much less confusing – my apologies).

Then I would have changed tack. I would have said something like, “Sir, if you owned a large corporation, would you hand pick the people who would fill the top levels of management?”

I imagine now a thoughtful expression come upon him, followed by a slow nod of agreement.

“Of course you would, good man! Anyone would!” Because it’s illogical to assume otherwise. When you have something very valuable at stake, something for which you are the only one who is answerable, you would not delegate the important decisions concerning that valuable thing to anyone else. That’s axiomatic.

“Therefore, sir, do you think for a second that if Satan is the prince of this world, and if he rules it with great authority given to him by God for the time being, do you think that he would not do the same? Do you think that he would not keep a tight reign on all those highest positions within his earthly administration – the top positions in the governments of this world?

satan over DC“Of course he would!

“Secondly, who are those people who get elected to fill the highest positions of government, anyway?”

More reflection, perhaps a twinge of confusion and vexation.

I would continue by answering my own question (my favorite thing to do): “People who would do his bidding without question, I’m sure. Certainly no one who would resist or fight him, you can be sure of that! Those kind get weeded out early in the campaigns. That’s called ‘vetting a candidate.’

“But furthermore, it goes much deeper than that. He doesn’t just trust anyone with those positions of power. He puts family in there!”

At this point I imagine a bark of protest from the poor, browbeaten man. “Family? what the heck do you mean, whippersnapper?!”

“Serpent seed, my good man. Serpent seed. The bloodline of the Devil himself, because, you see, the Devil is a nepotist!”

serpent seedI’m sure at this point the old man would slump down into a coma just to find relief from this conversation. I can have that kind of effect on people.

But the Devil is a stinking nepotist, and the existence of his children is the best kept secret the world has ever known. Begun in the Garden when the serpent seduced Eve – the fruit of which was Cain – then continued later in the days of Jared when the fallen descended upon Mount Hermon and bound themselves together by oath to do this vile work.

That bloodline has survived, make no mistake about it. It survived the Great Deluge, survived the genocide in Canaan, survived the efforts of peoples throughout the world to rid it of these wicked cannibals, these “men of renown,” the giants of the olden times. That bloodline survives even though giants did not – they are giants now only in wealth and power, and they continue to rule this world under their spiritual father.

Rather than picking up a pen and voting in the next election, you would do better to kneel down and pray against “principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.

Wake up to the world as it is, and put aside childish notions about how you would prefer the world to be. That world exists only inside your imagination.

This is the spirit which went forth from Abel, whom his brother Cain slew, and he makes his suit against him till his seed is destroyed from the face of the earth, and his seed is annihilated from amongst the seed of men.  – Book of Enoch 22:7

 

 

 

This was re-posted here from a blog entitled Hermit’s Thatch. I was unable to find a link with which to ask permission before posting it here, but I hope that the author, Meng-hu, won’t mind me sharing it with a few more people. These are words that cut to the quick of the matter in a way that only the scriptures seem able to do. I guess that’s the mark of truth. May God have mercy on us all.

 

Thoughts of a homeless man

by Meng-hu

Fictional, but based on an actual conversation, with the interlocutor here speaking.

Homeless Man 1I’ve been homeless for ten years. I made some mistakes and I paid for them, but I lost all my friends, and my family refused to ever see me again. Jobs are scarce; I have no skills of value to anyone. But like Siddhartha in the Hesse novel, I can think, I can wait, I can fast. Many days I go hungry. But I have infinite patience. And I can think, but usually think myself into a self-righteous and ethical stalemate.

I decided to give up trying to make it, you know, to give up trying to be a square peg — or is it round? It was just too hard: trying to pay rent or a mortgage, trying to pay insurance and debts, trying to guess what pleases people.

I imagine average people would say that it is my fault, that I am dysfunctional. But wasn’t it Freud who said, “Who wants to be functional in a dysfunctional society?” Not just dysfunctional — modern society is basically sick. All the values are upside down. What is celebrated is greed, exploitation, violence. What is scorned is simplicity, nature, the slow, and the quiet.

homeless-man 2Being homeless, I know this firsthand. Homelessness is being criminalized. Simplicity is being criminalized. The Native people of this continent didn’t have property deeds and legal documents, so everything was stolen from them, and when they insisted that this was their home and that everybody had free access to the water, the land, the forest — well, they were pushed out of the way, or were killed outright.

Today it’s average people, the poor people. The simple people. And many just don’t see how they are being abused by society. Homeless people are society’s front line, the soldiers that were put on the front line to die first. The average people, the wage slaves that carry on, they don’t realize what society has done to them. They don’t resent or understand, they just admire those who abuse them. They want to be rich, and they think the next lotto ticket is their pass to that stairway to heaven. John Steinbeck, the writer, called them “embarrassed millionaires.” That’s what they are, still groveling for a chance to sit at the boardroom table.

Homeless_Man 3Of course, homeless people have a bad reputation. It’s true that many are alcoholics, addicts, mentally ill. They smell bad, wear ragged clothes, talk loudly to themselves. They scare me plenty of times when I’m out there. But that’s the difference: I don’t drink, smoke, do drugs. I have no behavior problems, travel with a clean kit, bathe and groom, and get clean thrift shop clothes when I need to. I stay in shelters and missions when I need to eat and rest, but I prefer being outdoors and on the road. I dumpster-dive for most food and sleep under the stars when I can, which is why I tend to stay in climates where there are beaches and woodlands. I don’t like to panhandle because then you immediately lose respect, and self-respect. I have money for small things because I will do odd jobs, though most people are suspicious of me. Many towns have centers where men gather waiting for a job. Once in a while I will get something, enough to keep me going, but I avoid groups. They can be dangerous to a peaceable person like me.

My health has been good. Maybe that’s because I eat very little, walk a lot, get fresh air. If I was religious I could be a wandering preacher. Jesus was a wandering preacher. Doesn’t the Gospel say that birds have their nests and foxes their dens but that he was homeless? Don’t people realize what that means, about God taking care of the flowers and birds? I think Jesus was homeless in every sense: no property, no relations, no friends or kin, no career. And that’s how he figured out everything, how he became wise. There isn’t any other path for a solitary.

homeless man 4You make no demands on life, if only because you aren’t around long enough to see the conclusion. Yet sometimes there is something that bubbles up inside of me, that you want to tell people, even shout to people, something like: “Don’t you know that you can be free? That if you could open up to everyone, you won’t need all this fear, this terror, insecurity. That all this control is a grand charade, a phantasmagoria to fool you into never going your own way, never daring to, never learning what life is all about. Isn’t that what Jesus might have said, and Buddha, and probably everybody else you would call wise?

So, you know, the town to where I am heading next is poor but has water and lots of trees. I’ve been there years ago. But every day is new. I feel like a deer or a bear or a turtle. Every day I have to find food, get some sleep, wash myself, protect myself. At least I don’t have anyone. It’s an odd blessing, though, or a curse of sorts: sometimes I get very lonely and wonder if it’s all wrong. Successful people don’t think that way, they just assume it’s all just right, just the way it should be, themselves, the world, the universe, it’s just dandy because they do what they want and nobody stops them, so therefore the universe favors the arrogant and the sociopath and the fittest. That’s the thinking of the mind serving the body and calling it success. But I don’t think like that. I think like the deer, and the bear, and the turtle. Life is tough but they are free.

It’s probably better not to think. Everything I know is from my intuition, my wits, my gut feeling. Not from thinking. Better not to think, really, because then what you know comes naturally, you come into knowing that is more natural instead of just assuming things because someone told you or because everybody else thinks that way, or because your life is ordered just so. In that way, my mind becomes very settled, very peaceful. It’s like finishing a journey that went well: you might remember and regret losing the good of it, but you are ready to finish and rest, satisfied weariness. That’s how I want to go, really, when that day catches up.

But no rest yet, no end yet. Say, I’d best be going on. Thanks for listening to me.

Blood in the Water

Get ready for a whopper of an “Aha!” moment…

Without preamble, consider the two photos below:

Kaaba at Mecca

Kaaba at Mecca

Magnet with Iron Filings

Magnet with Iron Filings

Now I ask you, is there anything about the first picture that could be accidental in any way? Is it just by some strange coincidence that Islamic pilgrims in the first photo are arranged in precisely the same way that iron filings arrange themselves around a magnet? Or are they in fact engaged in a ritual that was meant expressly to mimic just such a natural phenomena? If so, then why?

I think there is an answer, and a brother in Christ on youtube is the one that gets the credit (actually, all credit goes to God, as I’m sure he would agree).  His handle there is theytell toomanylies  (awesome title).

The second photo above he included in this video about all the waters that have been turning red around the world as of late -  I highly recommend that you watch it. But for now I will just summarize his explanation of that phenomenon.

The media explains this effect in various ways, but the most common explanation is that the reddened waters are caused by algae blooms. TTTML (theytelltoomanylies) agrees in part with this, but points out that there is much more significance to it than that explanation seems to suggest.

The redness in the water is not caused by algae, he says. It is caused by iron – the same chemical element that gives blood its color (that becomes important in a moment).  Once that iron floods into the water, then it is attacked and consumed by iron bacteria: “Bacteria known to feed on iron include Thiobacillus ferrooxidans and Leptospirillum ferrooxidans.” – wiki

Once the iron is consumed, so too the redness that is caused by its presence. That would explain why the redness doesn’t last, and the news story fades away for that particular location.

But what is causing the sudden surfeit of iron in the waters in various places? What is causing that is the same thing that will link red waters with the two photos at the top of this post.

Nibiru

Nibiru

A magnet is doing it, says TTTML. A massive one. Iron is highly magnetic, so it should be one of the first materials to be affected by the presence of a titanic magnet. It is also the most abundant material on earth, by mass. For this reason, TTTML believes that it is being pulled up to the surface of the earth by the approach of the mother of all magnets, which has been known by many names throughout history: The Destroyer, Nibiru, Wormwood, Nemesis, The Day Star, Planet X, The Planet of the Crossing, among others.

So how big is this magnet? It’s at least three times as big in circumference as Jupiter, and infinitely more dense as it is thought to be a brown dwarf star. And it is highly magnetic. Certainly magnetic enough to pull some grains of iron proud of the surface of the earth, I would think.

If TTTML is right about this, than the increase in the occurrence of red waters, freak weather, earthquakes, volcanism, sink holes, fish die-offs, flooding and drought, all seem to be telltales heralding the approach of an object that was worshipped by the ancients – out of fear of its effects, I would think, and in hopes that when it returned again it would be more kind than the last time around. And it will return, if it is a binary twin to Sol, our sun. But maybe their worship was misplaced:

 

  • Origins 8:3

    … THEY WORSHIPPED IN ERROR, THE MALIGNANT HORNED STAR AND HER ESCORTS … – Kolbrin Bible

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winged globe crop circleAnd that brings us back to the first picture of Mecca. The object of praise at that site, housed within the Kaaba,  is called the “Black Stone”. It is the holy object they bow to when they pray each day. So what is this Black Stone, anyway?

Its physical appearance is that of a fragmented dark rock, polished smooth by the hands of millions of pilgrims. Islamic tradition holds that it fell from Heaven to show Adam and Eve where to build an altar. Although it has often been described as a meteorite, this hypothesis is now uncertain. – wiki

Black Stone at Kaaba

Black Stone at Kaaba

“Islamic tradition holds that it fell from Heaven…”

Is it possible that this stone fell during a previous passage of the brown dwarf star, the huge “magnet in the sky,” and that this is why the ritual at Mecca resembles nothing more closely than the behavior of iron filings surrendering to the irresistible pull of a magnet? Kind of makes you go “hmmm…”

Back to the issue of red water. I’ve heard other believers out there say that the water turning red points to biblical prophecy, such as in Rev 8:8 “And the second angel sounded, and as it were a great mountain burning with fire was cast into the sea: and the third part of the sea became blood.” I was never convinced myself, because the water is not “blood” per se, it’s only red like blood.

Yangtze River, China

Yangtze River, China

But in the view presented here, it is a bit more compelling that it is in alignment with prophecy, at least as a foreshadow,  because the chemical in blood that makes it red is the same chemical turning these waters red also – Fe, iron. Blood, after all, is mostly water – 92% by volume. Therefore, is it going out on a limb to say that these waters are turning to blood? That’s for each to decide for themselves.

“When blood drops upon the Earth the DESTROYER will appear and mountains will open up and belch forth fire and ashes. Trees will be destroyed and all living things engulfed. Waters will be swallowed up by the land and the seas will boil. The heavens will burn brightly and redly. There will be a copper hue over the face of the land followed by a day of darkness. – Kolbrin Bible

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ignorance is Bliss

Ignorance is Bliss

Obedient, Dependent & Incurious: The Ideal Citizen

Machine Men have long ago discovered that the best kind of slave to own is the “one who thinks he is free” (Goethe).

A slave who never sees the chains that bind him is a slave that never awakens to the truth of his enslavement, and consequently will never, ever attempt to rise up and break free of those bonds. That is the modern slave, and every person that today is not a Machine Man is a slave, more or less.

A debt slave, to be exact. Taxation, whether hidden or explicit, is debt that has become eternal and mandatory. It is debt that can never be satisfied. It is debt that you will service your whole life, then your children, then your childrens’ children, ad infinitum.

Obedience in slaves is required for obvious reasons.

Dependence is needed because independent people cannot be controlled. One of the best examples of the institution of dependence among subordinates was the “company store” on mining properties. Destitute miners could access all they needed in their day to day lives from the mining company, including shelter and food, on credit of course, because they often lacked the means upon gaining employment to pay for those things. And once they were on the company dime, they had entered a trap that most of them would never escape. An excellent way for mining companies to retain employees while sucking them dry like the vampires they were (and still are).

And finally, slaves must be incurious about everything but the most surface and sundry things, because awareness leads to rebellion and eventual freedom. The elite can’t abide that.

Make no mistake about it: Machine Men are today vastly outnumbered by the Sons of Adam, and we all have God to thank for that. Back before the Deluge the Sons of Cain greatly outnumbered the Sons of Adam, a testament to the hardheadedness of the latter and the strength and cunning nature of the former. Unfortunately for the children of Lucifer, the Deluge forever tipped the scales against them, and now they are the odd men out. Too bad for them. *sniff, sniff*

But cry no tears for these monsters – they are not without advantage.

Their advantage is the secret knowledge and intelligence they inherited from their supernatural fathers – the fallen angels. That advantage has unfortunately proven more than sufficient, to the disgrace and detriment of us all.

Institutions of Higher Learning?

NeumanThere is a great deception taking place in the titles of the institutions of so-called “higher learning.” Specifically, the use of the term university.

The term “university” implies learning of a universal nature. A universal curriculum would consist of a scope that is broad in width and full in depth. It would lead a student to a comprehensive understanding of the current nature of the world and how it came to be that way. It would cultivate wisdom, establish a morally upright and responsible character in its students, and instill an encyclopedic skill set that would prepare each person it taught to be highly independent and effective at meeting most of life’s myriad challenges.

Universities as we know them do none of the above.

Today, the term university has become an oxymoron – it means precisely the opposite of its stated meaning.

Modern course work in universities does not widen the scope of a student’s knowledge, it narrows it. It doesn’t cultivate wisdom. It cultivates ignorance.  It doesn’t teach students to become independent and self-responsible citizens, rather, it conditions them to become more and more dependent upon the system of corporate employment and governmental assistance. It doesn’t encourage free thought and the questioning of external authority, but rather to accept unconditionally the official version of everything.

What today’s universities accomplish is to turn young students with malleable, questioning minds into rigid, unthinking drones destined to become cogs in the machinery of modern society, machinery that has been wholly devised and developed by none other than our aptly named Machine Men. In short, universities are institutional tools that manufacture unthinking and incurious machines – namely, graduates.

dumbBut universities aren’t entirely responsible for this difficult task – public education has already started this dumbing-down process in the student before they ever arrive on any campus. Universities only put the finishing touches in place before slapping that ridiculous mortar board on their heads. Hmmm… mortar board…. masonry… masons… Freemasons!… nope, no time for that now. That is another article in itself.

 

Control Education, Control the Population

stupid burnsWe now have, thanks to the efforts of a certain Mr. Norman Dodd, personal and informed testimony of the hidden agenda by the monied elite to control public opinion by controlling the content (and quality) of public education.

G. Edward Griffin (The Creature From Jekyll Island)  states in the introduction to an interview he did with Mr. Dodd in 1982:

You are about to hear a man tell you that the major tax-exempt foundations of this land, since at least 1945(!), have been operating to promote a hidden agenda, and that agenda has nothing to do with the surface appearance of charity, good works, or philanthropy. This man will tell you that the real objectives include the creation of a worldwide collectivist state (New World Order), including the Soviet Union, which is to be ruled behind the scenes by those same interests which now control the tax-exempt foundations.

Or, in other words, ruled by the Machine Men. And when you are vastly outnumbered by your enemy, you have to use subterfuge and deceit to survive. The best way to survive? Control the minds of those you wish to enslave and destroy, and the most efficacious way to do that is through the careful control of institutionalized education.

So how did Mr. Dodd happen to stumble upon this shocking revelation? In 1954 he served as Staff Director of the Congressional Special Committee to investigate these very same tax-exempt foundations, the primary of which were the Ford, Rockefeller, and Carnegie Foundations. Can you say “serpent seedline”? You’d better believe it. And the serpent seed never pays any taxes – that is for the ignorant sheeple.

He found within  the minutes from their very own think-tank meetings proof sufficient to indict them of conspiracy against the very nation they were operating within, as well as against the peoples of that nation. The statements below are summarized from his research, and can be found in this transcript:

We are now at the year nineteen hundred and eight, which was the year that the Carnegie Foundation began operations. And, in that year, the trustees meeting, for the first time, raised a specific question, which they discussed throughout the balance of the year, in a very learned fashion. And the question is this: Is there any means known more effective than war, assuming you wish to alter the life of an entire people? And they conclude that, no more effective means to that end is known to humanity, than war. So then, in 1909, they raise the second question, and discuss it, namely, how do we involve the United States in a war?

And then, that very naturally raises the question of how do we do that? They answer it by saying, we must take over and control the diplomatic machinery of this country and, finally, they resolve to aim at that as an objective. Then, time passes, and we are eventually in a war, which would be World War I. At that time, they record on their minutes a shocking report in which they dispatch to President Wilson a telegram cautioning him to see that the war does not end too quickly. And finally, of course, the war is over.

At that time, their interest shifts over to preventing what they call a reversion of life in the United States to what it was prior to 1914, when World War I broke out. At that point, they come to the conclusion that, to prevent a reversion, we must control education in the United States. And they realize that is a pretty big task. To them it is too big for them alone.

So here we have proof in the very minutes of an elitist foundation that war is the best possible tool of reshaping society. Still think that wars come about naturally, arising out of the very nature of humankind? Hogwash. Wars are planned and directed. But what about education?

So they approach the Rockefeller Foundation with a suggestion: that portion of education which could be considered domestic should be handled by the Rockefeller Foundation, and that portion which is international should be handled by the Endowment.

They then decide that the key to the success of these two operations lay in the alteration of the teaching of American History. So, they approach four of the then most prominent teachers of American History in the country — people like Charles and Mary Byrd. Their suggestion to them is this, “Will they alter the manner in which they present their subject”” And, they get turned down, flatly.

So, they then decide that it is necessary for them to do as they say, i.e. “build our own stable of historians.” Then, they approach the Guggenheim Foundation, which specializes in fellowships, and say” “When we find young men in the process of studying for doctorates in the field of American History, and we feel that they are the right caliber, will you grant them fellowships on our say so? And the answer is, “Yes.”

Dumb Students become Dumb Americans

Dumb Students Become Dumb Americans

Simply by granting or withholding money, the elite can determine who will secure the top academic positions and who will not. And when you determine that, you determine what gets taught and what does not, as those top positions will choose the curriculum. Easy peasy.

And here is another whistle blower in the video below for those doubting Thomases out there who still don’t believe that there is an agenda to control the population by controlling what is taught in schools. Charlotte Iserbyt served as Senior Policy Advisor in the Office of Educational Research and Improvement (OERI), U.S. Department of Education, during the first Reagan Administration. In this video she states, quoting Benjamin Bloom: “You think the purpose of education is reading, writing and arithmetic?  The purpose of education is to change the thoughts, actions and feelings of students… He defines good teaching, and this is even worse from the parental standpoint, as challenging the students fixed beliefs.” A.K.A., their moral compass and Christian convictions.

One interesting side note about this amazing story from Mr Dodd:

Kathryn Casey was Dodd’s main research assistant in this investigation, and it was she who delivered these minutes back to their office on dictaphone belts.  She, Dodd, and one other assistant were the only ones to hear these tapes outside of the foundations they came from. For Kathryn, the revelations they contained proved too burdensome and troubling:

Yeah, I might tell you this experience, as far as its impact on Kathryn Casey is concerned. Well, she was never able to return to her law practice. If it hadn’t been for Carroll Reece’s ability to tuck her away in a job with the Federal Trade Commission, I don’t know what would have happened to Kathryn. Ultimately, she lost her mind as a result of it. It was a terrible shock to her. It is a very rough experience for her to encounter proof of this kind.

I’m not surprised – most things that the Machine Men do are too much for any normal person to stomach. Such is their devilish gift to the world and the reason why they are all destined for the fire. You can run, but you can’t hide from God.

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The Ten Percent Factor

 

By Dave Hodges

www.thecommonsenseshow.com

Is it a waste of time to try and warn humanity about the satanic nature of the world’s leadership? Is humanity doomed? Is there no hope to overcome the endless attacks upon humanity by the globalists? Are we a nation under judgment? Should we just lie down and take our beating because there is nothing that we can do? Is there anything we can do? Can the average person be victorious against the globalists?

When I appear as a guest on many radio shows, I am frequently asked how we defeat the globalists. What do you think is the correct answer in response to the question, “How do we defeat the globalists”?

There are two primary schools of thought. First, there are some who believe that America has crossed the tipping point and we are a nation under judgment and that it is too late. There is a second group of people who believe that if we can wake up enough people, it is possible to defeat the satanic globalists and take back our country and our planet.

I believe that there is a third position to consider in which we wake up the masses in time to save their soul. The 80 years, or so, we spend on this planet does not compare with the eternity that our souls are designed to exist. Events in this country and on this planet are about to get so bad that I cannot find the words to describe the horror of what is coming. And although it may be too late to save America from her final fate, it is not too late for you to help save your soul and to help others in the same endeavor.

To believe that you have control over anything but your soul is naive. The ultimate goal of the globalists is not to just control your mind and body, they want it all. They do not want you and your sould  entering the Kingdom of Heaven. THEY WANT TO CONTROL AND DESTROY YOUR SOUL! This is the primary reason that Christians are under attack all across the country and why anti-Christian doctrine and beliefs are being glorified in every fabric of our lives!

Our Goals Need to Be More Realistic

Hosea 4:6 states that ” my people are destroyed from lack of knowledge…”  The primary goal of our movement should be to awaken as many people as possible in order to save their souls. Yes, we can still alert people as to the physical dangers so they can avoid them. However, avoidance of the totality of the coming calamity will be short-lived.

In Revelations 9:18 John writes “A third of mankind was killed by these three plagues, by the fire, smoke and brimstone…” Together, these elements will be responsible for the largest death toll in all of human history.  And just when you think that it cannot get any worse, John further writes “In 9:16, John states, “The number of the armies of the horsemen was two hundred million; I heard the number of them.” It is worth noting that the massive army of 200 million is often thought to be a reference to China. Although this may be possible, it is more likely that this army is not human, but demonic.

 

Again, I do not have the words to describe how bad things are going to become. Therefore, we need to be involved in a movement that awakens people to the unfolding dangers, but we need to keep our eye on the ball. We need to be focused on saving souls, through enlightenment, and not be solely focused on how to combat Peter Sutherland and Goldman Sachs as a primary goal of our resistance. The fundamental question of the Patriot Movement should be  “Do you only want to live for 80 years, or do you want to live in bliss for eternity”? The satanically inspired globalists cannot control the spiritual battleground, we do!

How Do We Awaken Humanity That Their Eternal Existence Is Being Robbed From Them?

There are exceptional people out there who are capable of starting epidemics. All you have to do is find them.” ― Malcolm Gladwell, The Tipping Point: How Little Things Can Make a Big Difference

 

We need to begin a social epidemic designed to awaken the masses to the spiritual dangers that we face which will result in our eternal damnation. To this end, Malcom Gladwell states, “The success of any kind of social epidemic is heavily dependent on the involvement of people with a particular and rare set of social gifts.” According to Gladwell, economists call this the 80/20 Principle, which is the idea that in any situation roughly 80% of the work will be done by 20% of the participants. These exceptional people are capable of starting epidemics. Those of you who are reading my words, and are awake, you are in the 20%. It is time to roll up your sleeves and get to work.

There is clearly a war for the control of our minds as a precursor to the destruction of our soul. The globalists have successfully seduced the bulk of humanity into becoming little more than sheep who believe the lies put forth by the mainstream media. In an interview I conducted with Jim Marrs, I asked him how we could best counter  the power that the globalists have over the people in our country, Jim answered “Turn the TV off”.

 

Any organizing principle of war states that you must first neutralize the command and control structure over the enemy. This is why, whenever we invade a country, we first take out their radar and communications ability. This is one of the approaches that we need to employ in neutralizing the hold the globalists have over our minds. To do that, we only need to follow Marrs’ advice and turn off the TV. Collapse the major instrument of control that our enemies employ against us, namely, the control over our minds through the mainstream media.

If CNN and FOX were to disappear, we would stop being conditioned on what to think and begin thinking for ourselves. Subsequently, the veil of deception would be removed from over our eyes. The sheep would lose their media based shepherd and the sheep would be forced to find their own way in life. The resulting paradigm could lead to a global awakening and, other than the return of Jesus, this would constitute the worst nightmare for the globalists.

 

Winning the Numbers War

Throughout my academic career, I have immersed myself in discovering how change occurs. Why do some movements take hold and win the day, while others die on the vine? The answer, coming from the field of social psychology, is surprisingly simple.

 

Scientists from the prestigious Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute have determined that if just 10% of any given population holds to an unshakable idea, that the idea will become adopted by the majority of the country. However, the scientists who belong to the Social Cognitive Networks Academic Research Center (SCNARC) found that if the ideas are shared by less than 10% of the population, the idea will not progress and will eventually die out. The research was first published in a peer reviewed E Journal in an article entitled “Social consensus through the influence of committed minorities.”

 

Computational and analytical methods were used to discover the tipping point where an obscure idea eventually becomes the majority opinion. The finding has dramatic implications for those of us trying to wake up the sheep in this country.

The SNARC scientists found that the 10% figure was applicable whether they were talking about the spread of innovations or to advance an ideal.

Reaching 10% of the population should be the objective of the alternative media and the primary goal should be the preservation of the soul and not to be quite as focused on achieving physical victory in this realm of existence.

If most of you out there are anything like me, then you’ve asked yourself what the purpose of your existence is.

Why are we here?

Am I here just to undergo suffering? Continually and without end? Because that’s what life often seems like, doesn’t it? Suffering interspersed with occasional oases of relief.  It just seems sometimes that life is misery upon misery.

You make plans. Plans come to naught.

You have desires. Desires are seldom fulfilled.

It can appear that life is nothing but a big rat race with no purpose.

But then a thought occurred to me:

What if this life is like an interview process for a job – your dream job. Let’s say it’s a job that your life depends on getting.

And during this interview process you have to display certain skills that are absolutely required for you to get that job (that LIFE).

I like to think of it like this: in elite military training, they might take a soldier, put him in a shallow trench, and then shoot live rounds over his head, blow up grenades all around him while having other soldiers shouting and screaming in an effort to model live battle conditions. Pandemonium.

And that soldier – his task during this test is to take apart and reassemble a rifle, let’s say. Something he needs to know how to do in case it jams.

It’s no stretch to say that his life in battle depends upon him successfully completing that task because, in a live battle, well, if your gun jams, then of course you’d better unjam it or your goose is cooked. You have to get that thing to fire again or else you’re gonna die. Your life depends on the completion of that task. In that moment, that task is the most important thing in your world.

So that’s what I’m talking about, only, in my case it’s not taking apart and reassembling a rifle.

My task seems to be learning to control my own mind, asserting dominance over my wayward thoughts and controlling them so that I’m the captain of this dilapidated and listing ship, NOT my monkey mind, so that I become the person I choose to be, that I intend to be. So that I don’t let my ego, my monkey mind, keep running me in circles and making a fool of me.

So instead of a soldier in a trench assembling a rifle, my purpose is to assert control over my own thoughts and attitudes. Not an easy thing, mind you. God has thrown us all into this world of chaos, hardship and distraction… everything that pulls you away from mindfulness, everything that distracts you from remembering your central task, even. He has thrown us into the boot camp of life.

What I need to do is to learn how to take every thought captive – 2 Corinthians 10:5. Remember, even thoughts can be sins, as Jesus himself taught.

If you’re married and you lust after another, Christ said that you have already committed adultery in your heart.

Or, if someone makes you angry and you have thoughts of murder, then you are counted as a murderer by God. It’s easy to see how we are all sinners – not one of us is innocent.

I’m not saying that my task here, the expectations upon me, are to stop sin completely – I don’t believe that’s humanly possible because we’re in a fallen state. But we do have to learn to complete our given tasks with a certain degree of competency, just like that soldier in the trench, or else we don’t survive. We don’t pass this test.

We are all that soldier in the trench.

soldierFor me, the job I’m trying to get? I want a place in God’s Kingdom.

I wanna enter into it. Simple as that.

If I enter it at the lowest level – so be it. That’s fine. I just wanna make the cut and get in.

If I end up being a janitor in heaven and my job is to clean the solid gold toilet bowls, then I’m a happy camper, because I’ve made it into the Kingdom. That’s enough for me. Besides, I’ve done that job here on earth, so how much more so would I be willing to humble myself and do it there?

The difference between entering the Kingdom at that lowest level and not making the cut at all is an immeasurable gulf. That’s the cause for feeling great relief upon making the cut, even at that lowest level (or perhaps, especially at the lowest level, due to how close one came to failure).

Sometimes this task that’s before us seems Herculean. Impossible. I often have doubts I can accomplish it at all.

There’s a mountain of failures behind me, and yet I pick up my staff and I try again.

And, inevitably, I fail again.

I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our most melancholy propensities; for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw down, to loathe one’s very being and yet to hold it fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?  – Voltaire, Candide

My greatest challenges are the classic vices: anger, judgement, envy, hate… The negative emotions. They plague me like the trots on a Carnival cruise.

Fortunately pride is no longer among them – God stamped that out of me a long time ago, and I thank him for it.

Those habitual ruts, like the ones deer run along, they’ve become worn from too much repetition. Those ruts in my mind are so worn that, if it were a deer run and I was mountain biking over them, the depth of their cut wouldn’t allow the front tire of the bike to escape them. It is nearly impossible to strike out onto a NEW path.

But it’s gotta start somewhere.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with one step, and at the beginning, that one step seems hopelessly insufficient, and yet, that’s where it begins. And if we don’t begin, we can never finish.

You begin a process that’s very long and strenuous, but it has to start somewhere. Better that we are born into complete forgetfulness and ignorance – we don’t realize yet that we are taking but the first insignificant steps on a long and horribly difficult journey. And so we all begin.

It seems there’s not enough time in a life to accomplish enough of our tasks to make the cut, to “land the job” so to speak. Yet God has put those tasks before us.

And we have to pick up that baton and join that race.

That’s where we find ourselves.

We wake up on that battlefield, in that damn trench, and we have a disassembled rifle in front of us with bullets whizzing by overhead, bombs exploding, and people shouting and screaming orders at us.

It’s quite a place to find yourself, this world. It really is.

But God expects a lot, you know? He gave a lot, and he expects a lot. He deserves to – he earned it.

Would you want something where no expectations were levied against the granting of whatever it was you desired?

Would you want a job that didn’t require anything of you? What kind of accomplishment is that? Why would you want to be part of an organization like that? Anyone could become part of that.

No – you want to be a part of something that expects the best, something with integrity, something that isn’t messing around.

Well, God isn’t messing around either.

 

My Majesty

It was a day like any other.

A day filled with the business of life – tasks that kept me running all day long.

I was enjoying a short break from these tasks while sitting, waiting for a bus at the terminal. This was in Albuquerque in September, and the terminal was open air, so I was enjoying a smoke while I waited.

As was common in this city, a young man came up and asked to bum a smoke. I obliged, and as he began rolling a cigarette I struck up a friendly conversation about mundane things – the weather, if I remember correctly. I loved to talk about the weather in Albuquerque because the weather there was almost always perfect.

Talk then turned from weather to the natural landscape. He commented that he never used to give litter a second thought, but lately he had changed and adopted a certain stretch of outlying road as his own to tend and keep free from litter, a job he said he did for “him.”

I had concluded that this man was Native American – his new predilection reminded me of that old commercial of the crying Indian, made distraught from the pollution of modern society.

“Him?” I asked.

“Yes” he answered, simply. “My Majesty.”

My Majesty? What on earth did that mean?

“I saw him, you know” he said. “I took his hand.”

Then understanding flooded in. This sounded familiar. This had the ring of the supernatural to it. Was he talking about Christ, I wondered?

“You mean Christ?” I asked, incredulous.

“Yes” he said. “I saw him.”

Wow. I didn’t see that one coming. Especially from a Native American. Aren’t they supposed to be animistic in belief? Shows how much I know.

He went on to explain how this supernatural encounter came about.

A car accident – a bad one – left him in a coma for about 90 days, each day of which he assured me he was fully conscious and awake, but in a different realm. He was most definitely not on earth. Where he was could not be comprehended by an earthly mind.

There were fires burning everywhere, and bodies crawling past him, some complete, most partial. And there was a material he could only describe as lava, but it wasn’t lava. It was something else. This he dared not even look at, because, as he said, “I knew that if I looked at it I would never leave that place.”

Then he came. “My Majesty.” This being offered a hand to the young man, but he hesitated to take it. “I didn’t feel… worthy.” But, overcome by fear and a desire to be rescued from that awful place, he did take it. He took the hand of Christ himself.

Wow!

He then asked Jesus where they were, and his response was, for me at least, a confirmation of the authenticity of this man’s story. Christ told him that this was the “underworld.”

I had expected him to say Hell, or Sheol, the biblical terms for this place. Maybe even Tartarus. But the underworld? That was the mythological term, the ancient Egyptian and Grecian name. Did Native Americans also use the term underworld, I wondered? Probably, which was why Christ used that term in this instance – he met this man where he was at, and spoke the language he would understand.

In completing his account, the young man revealed that what transpired next was essentially a life review, whereby Christ allowed him to see key points in his past while pointing out the parts he approved of as well as those parts that still needed some work.

Then, without warning, Christ commanded, “Awake!”

Instantly he awoke from his 3 month coma to find himself in a hospital room. As was clear from talking to him on that day in Albuquerque, he has never been the same since.

This type of story is not new to me. Talking directly and in person to an experiencer is, though. Over the years I have read countless near death experiences from people all over the earth. I’m weird that way.

This account has all the classic characteristics of what is called a “negative” NDE. A “hell” experience, essentially. But I would say that the effects are anything but negative – which is typically the case.

These experiences have a transformational effect on those that have them, and none more so than those where the subject comes face to face with Christ at some point during the NDE. When that happens, that person will often become a dyed in the wool Christian then and there and will so be for the rest of their lives.

What is it about this being that simply standing in his presence can have that kind of effect on a person?

Christ Glorified

Christ Glorified

My Majesty….

maj.es.ty

noun

1. impressive stateliness, dignity, or beauty.

2. royal power.

I had never before heard anyone refer to Christ this way, but the guy absolutely hit the mark. It is perhaps the best descriptive title for Jesus there is.

The most amazing part of this story is this:

Although a true believer myself, my faith had really been flagging in the weeks before this encounter. I had been struggling in vain to secure employment and, with funds depleting and no prospects in the offing, I started to doubt that God cared about me anymore, or maybe had simply forgotten about me completely.

He hadn’t.

And in the most unlikely place, from the least likely candidate, God once again demonstrated that he is always faithful and true. Through this young Native American man, he proved yet again that there is absolutely nothing he cannot do and that he is ever watchful over all those who call upon his name.

God is so amazing.

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