The Tyranny Of Niceness

It’s invading even my preferred forums.  “We’re polite here,” says the moderator, who boasts constantly about his ‘free-speech’ platform.  I’m reminded of my grandmother, bless her heart, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

If I can’t say it, can I show it?  Maybe with a photo or a painting or a poem?

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Jan Saudek, Czech painter, photographer, hand-painted photos, pre Photoshop

Really? Are we not adults? Must every passionate reproach come with milk and cookies lest you soil yourself with fear? Must your poetic weakness control even my righteous indignation?  Have you ever wondered why you’re so afraid, as you pretend you’re surrounded by love?

Shame, guilt, coercion, all erode free speech just as much as shadow banning.  As do the ubiquitous ‘community guidelines’ and the silencing, the ostracizing and ‘casting out’ of uncomfortable or critical viewpoints.  Funny thing is, the very ones who complain about this the most, then seem to pile it on at the very same time!

“The iron hand that crushed the tyrant’s head became the tyrant in its stead.” William Blake

Perhaps he’d be inclined today to add something like: “The velvet glove that chokes the angry voice hides a martyr in her garter.”

Like laws, these ‘guidelines’ are selective, what makes one guilty in one situation is not universally applied to another’s whose infraction yielded results beneficial, albeit perhaps even criminal, to the Alpha myth-maker’s agenda.  

It all comes complete with fake feel-good language and unspoken devotion to conformity to tribe norms.  Enforcing conformity through indirect aggression, as demonstrated through  Phyllis Chesler’s controversial book “Woman’s Inhumanity to Woman” or the ultra-feminization of culture, as explored through Michael Tsarion’s work on the malignant feminine we can see exactly how the Globalists and their ilk continue to successfully cast their sticky net today.

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What’s unspoken, and unallowable, are questioning the underlying assumptions. “Sustainable to what/whom, exactly?”

“Efficient and effective by what standards?” 

They are so seduced by the image of virtue they’ve lost touch with what virtue actually is.  It’s not pretending evil does not exist.  It’s not turning a blind eye. It’s not transforming dissociation into a gift.  And it’s certainly not handing over all sovereignty to supposed ‘experts’ and ‘authorities’— the scourge of our modern-day adultism.  

If I pretend it’s love, it is love.  If I pretend it’s justice, it is justice.  If I slap a happy slogan on it, paint a rainbow over it, it’s fixed.

Jon Rappoport, When Virtue is the Greatest Crime

https://blog.nomorefakenews.com/2020/01/02/when-virtue-is-greatest-crime/

“They are the counter-revolution that has been building in this country for over a hundred years. It is being managed from elite platforms, and its goal is the destruction of every shred of the original ideas on which this country was founded. Destruction in fact, in thought, in action, and in memory. Wipe out the memory of…Individual freedom…And what freedom implies. Wipe out self. Replace it with an all-embracing societal machine dedicated to love.”

Set the next generation up for total compliance, blind obedience to authority, and we’ll call that love and care.

Love, as in complete lack of discernment, devoid of honesty or truth, beyond accountability, and we’ll call this perfect love, ultimate love, unconditional love. Before you know it, the abused will apply this to the tyrannical state as they did to the tyrannical family.

Except, that it has lots of undisclosed conditions.  Like, the tyranny of niceness and conformity.  If you make her uncomfortable, the rules change. If you require accountability, the goal post shifts. 

If you point out her highly conditional love, you see swiftly and clearly the real elephant in the room.

“After ten years in the field, I have had many prosecutors tell me that they prefer to not have women on their juries because women will not identify with the woman survivor, as a psychological means of reassuring themselves that nothing so horrendous could ever happen to them.  Women either believe that the raped woman did something wrong that “allowed” the rape to happen—or that what happened was not rape.  Either way, they themselves remain out of the Possible Victim category in their minds.” 

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Planned Obsolescence Rockefeller Style

Not just doomed to fail, but designed, then built, expressly to fail.

SMART cities are Agenda 21/2030 cities, NLP (neuro-linguistic programming) buzzwords include: “sustainable,” “resilient,” “connected,” “hi-tech” — as cool and cosmopolitan as the marketers try to make them sound, the reality is the polar opposite.  These cities are death traps and the Globalists want it that way.

Common sense question:  If ‘resilience’ were really the goal, why continue to rebuild,  incessantly, in places like Houston and New Orleans, and other fire-prone areas, or flood and hurricane prone areas?

I’ve never called myself a ‘doomsdayer’ among the many things I call myself, but I think I might start. 

It’s clear to see the Globalists’ get-rich-forever plan is alive and thriving after my recent trip to Dallas.  Of course, I’ve seen changes in our rural area as well, but it’s more nuanced: road construction, new fancy schools, increased consumerism, a noticeable influx of immigration in the surrounding small cities.

But Dallas, whoa!  From here on the wee homestead to there, as to Houston, or Austin, is as big a contrast as most any three-hour tours could take you today, I imagine.

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I traveled alone, which I like to do, even though it often feels weird and lonely. 

“Weird” was a theme, considering one of my destinations was the Flat Earth conference.  Owen Benjamin was the comic crowd pleaser, me excluded.  He tenderly refers to the conference as “The Island of Misfit Toys.”

Then from Flat Earth to Ancestral Earth, for the Wise Traditions conference, coincidentally just 20 minutes away.

Coincidence, or synchronicity, was another theme.  More on that later, maybe.

For the moment though, here’s why I now have no doubt these SMART cities are for corralling human livestock for future culling.  The most basic logic, based on clear data that anyone could see, if they would just look.

Weather modification exists.  It’s not being used for the benefit of the populace.  The cities do not have their own food sources.  They rely on electricity to function already and will become even more vulnerable with IOT (Internet of Things) and the 5G grid. 

Both weather modification and 5G rely on altering the atmosphere through manipulation of frequencies, so as these systems attempt to co-exist in densely populated areas, we are in dangerous and uncharted territory. Many claim, lethal territory.

Because I met several awesome folks at each conference, I thought maybe, hopefully, they might look me up, and be reading now, and wondering if I have any quick bird’s eye perspective on my takeaway from each event.

Of course I do.

Of Flat Earth: The map is not the territory.
Of Wise Traditions: Look up.

Of Strategy, for us all: Know the enemy, know thyself.

 

 

The Age of the Vampire

What level of tyranny is just comfortable enough for you?

From John Whitehead’s commentary: The American Gestapo: Has it Already Happened Here?

“Much like the Gestapo’s power to render anyone an enemy of the state, the FBI has the power to label anyone a domestic terrorist.
As part of the government’s so-called ongoing war on terror, the nation’s de facto secret police force has begun using the terms “anti-government,” “extremist” and “terrorist” interchangeably.

Moreover, the government continues to add to its growing list of characteristics that can be used to identify an individual (especially anyone who disagrees with the government) as a potential domestic terrorist. For instance, you might be a domestic terrorist in the eyes of the FBI (and its network of snitches) if you:

  • express libertarian philosophies (statements, bumper stickers)
  • exhibit Second Amendment-oriented views (NRA or gun club membership)
  • read survivalist literature, including apocalyptic fictional books
  • show signs of self-sufficiency (stockpiling food, ammo, hand tools, medical supplies)
  • fear an economic collapse
  • buy gold and barter items
  • subscribe to religious views concerning the book of Revelation
  • voice fears about Big Brother or big government
  • expound about constitutional rights and civil liberties
  • believe in a New World Order conspiracy

Much like the Gestapo infiltrated communities in order to spy on the German citizenry, the FBI routinely infiltrates political and religious groups, as well as businesses.”

Some day soon we will all have to draw our proverbial line in the sand.  Laws must be universally applied, by rich and poor, by the powerful as the disenfranchised, and by the lawless as the law-abiding.  If those making the laws don’t follow them, then we are all living a charade.  And please, make no mistake about it, they want us living in a fantasy-based reality while they usurp the entire natural world.

This is exactly what the establishment is pawning and now what we the little folk have come to accept.  The establishment ‘intellectuals’ tell us such ludicrous lies and blatant baloney, like we should accept Vampirism, and we shrug and say, “Ok, whatever you say!”

FYI: 1905 Webster Dictionary definition of Vampire—from Vampyr, an imaginary demon from Greek mythology and “the practice of extortion”.  Get it yet?!

Your silence is your acceptance.

“How did the Gestapo become the terror of the Third Reich?

It did so by creating a sophisticated surveillance and law enforcement system that relied for its success on the cooperation of the military, the police, the intelligence community, neighborhood watchdogs, government workers for the post office and railroads, ordinary civil servants, and a nation of snitches inclined to report “rumors, deviant behavior, or even just loose talk.”
In other words, ordinary citizens working with government agents helped create the monster that became Nazi Germany.

Writing for the New York Times, Barry Ewen paints a particularly chilling portrait of how an entire nation becomes complicit in its own downfall by looking the other way:
In what may be his most provocative statement, [author Eric A.] Johnson says that ‘‘most Germans may not even have realized until very late in the war, if ever, that they were living in a vile dictatorship.’’

This is not to say that they were unaware of the Holocaust; Johnson demonstrates that millions of Germans must have known at least some of the truth. But, he concludes, ‘‘a tacit Faustian bargain was struck between the regime and the citizenry.’’ The government looked the other way when petty crimes were being committed. Ordinary Germans looked the other way when Jews were being rounded up and murdered; they abetted one of the greatest crimes of the 20th century not through active collaboration but through passivity, denial and indifference.

Much like the German people, “we the people” have become passive, polarized, gullible, easily manipulated, and lacking in critical thinking skills.  Distracted by entertainment spectacles, politics and screen devices, we too are complicit, silent partners in creating a police state similar to the terror practiced by former regimes.”  JW

Thelema Trumps Agape?

Passion is not chaos.  Drama is not intimacy.  Love is not Care.
I am not you.  You are not we.

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If you insist my blood, sweat and tears be used to line your pockets, then I will instead choose to fertilize the roses with them.

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If you insist I choose your laws over my own well-being then I will break those laws by every means, hook or crook.

If you insist I donate my organs to serve your nefarious aims, then those organs will come to you riddled with the poisons I willfully ingest, that I gorge on simply for the pleasure of poisoning your agenda deeper in return.

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If you insist I offer my thoughts to you, measured, tempered, on your silver platter, twisted in pretty plaits and coated in marzipan, thine will be done, my Lord and Master, but their bitter core you will still ingest.

So still we dance that macabre dance, mon seigneur.

Right the Wrongs

We have all been misguided, of that I have not a shred of doubt anymore.  Our culture, our history, our news, our entertainment, our religions, our future, have been fabricated and falsified and manipulated in such horrific ways as most folks can hardly fathom.

And it’s going to get worse.  This is not some apocalyptic vision of mine, there are plenty of those going around, and for a very long time.  Forever, even.  I’m a tiny fraction of a grain of sand in that vast hourglass.

“. . . A clown-like, grinning mockery of the victim(s) as a show of power and macabre arrogance.  When this is performed in a veiled manner, accompanied by certain occult signs and symbolic words and elicits no meaningful response of opposition or resistance from the target(s), it is one of the most efficacious techniques of psychological warfare and mind-rape.”  —Michael Hoffman, Secret Societies and Psychological Warfare

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We can lay blame, and I often do, on our own selves, as well as others.  I didn’t invent society, I can’t change the shit-show I was born into, that was fate, or something.  You can complain your shit-show was worse, or better, and I won’t argue.  I imagine most folks around the world had it much worse, or better, for whatever that means.

When faced with this truth, the truth that we’ve all bought a pack of lies, we don’t have a lot of choice on how we react—anger, resentment, bitterness, confusion, frustration, apathy, hope, forgiveness, fear—the list goes on.  I know all these reactions have value, I take them seriously, I dismiss none of them as of more or less value than another.

 

But when they are not a transitory state, but where one then chooses to reside, we’ve allowed the reaction to dissolve action.  We must make great effort to move from the reaction to the response.

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Our response, not our reaction, is what defines our humanity.  Every animal will react in fight, flight, fawn, freeze, in order to save their own skin, unless they are impaired.

Human nature has a higher calling.  You stand for, you stand against, it doesn’t matter, you’ve got to take a stand.  Once you’ve taken a stand, you know you fall, you know what falling feels like.  That is the wisdom of the gods.

A boxer once told me, while I was cringing, trying to be polite in delicately couching the fact that I hate his so-called sport — “Boxers don’t train to fight.  We train to get back up.”

I was flabbergasted at the wisdom in that simple statement, which I’d never considered before, and with which he was able to so tactically and efficaciously respond to my reaction.

I think of this now, because, as much as I never liked sports, or games, still I’m somehow wired to think strategy.  I was born into a game I don’t understand, which no one gave me the tools or teachings to navigate, but to which I was expected to adapt nonetheless.  At some point I chose, and still choose, to not simply adapt.

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I’m weakening, physically, but my mind and tongue are still sharp enough to benefit where age and injury weigh me down.  I think that’s a sign of one’s wisdom years, now beckoning me to return to the studies that will find new meaning in re-engagement, with now decades of life experience to inform on their deeper meanings and interpretations.

I feel blessed for this time and space and luxury to reconsider.

Hazing is Gaslighting

This comes from my personal experience pledging the sororities at SMSU, Springfield, MO circa 1986.

Part of our plebe requirements after pledging was to memorize the names and birthplaces of all those sisters above us and to recite them, along with details of their preferences, and whatever else they felt should be important to us, for the privilege of belonging to their group consensus. Shortly after winning my entrance, I lost interest completely.

I didn’t last long once ‘Activated’ in Alpha Sigma Alpha, not surprising.  I was sucked in nonetheless for another year in these ritual phases until I refused to perpetuate these abuses onto the new coming plebs, and ultimately perhaps just to record them in my own small way now in the later years of my life.

My ‘big sister’ aka ‘sponsor’ had died in a drunk driving accident during my apprenticeship .  It was this tragedy that gave me mercy among the rest of the disapproving sisterhood.   You see, I’d given the horrid affront of not assuming appropriate position in appropriate hour with appropriate humility, and therefore, I must suffer.  I was grilled like a pale shrimp on the Barbie (bad pun intended).

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It was the candle vigil, dressed in white, yes, it’s really like that, just like you see in the movies.  And I was grilled.  It was ‘fair’ for some, not for others, who stood up for me, and won.  I was relieved.  That’s how Stockholm Syndrome works.  I lived in ‘the house’ as a pleb, and that’s how it works.  Good cops/bad cops.

There is no time-space.  These memories come to me as current, right now, right here.  This is not a blessing. Since the last weather disaster this spring, these memories just come, beyond my reasoning or control.

Just maybe, it’s some sort of karma.  And I’m not afraid anymore.  And I pity those who are still afraid, sometimes very sincerely, sometimes with a sense of sorry superiority that haunts me in the middle of the night.

I do know better now.  I am not that naive girl anymore.  I’ve made choices and braved chasms beyond these putrid machinations.  I’m not proud for that,  I did it mostly of necessity.  But I know, because of it, we will reside in different worlds, and will remain so, for the rest of our short lives.

You needed me to conform.  I get that.  I don’t shame you for it.
But, still, I do resent you for it. Though I’m very sure you couldn’t give a rat’s arse either way.

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Chilling Roosters and Boiling Frogs

I wonder what it is like to be a lover of life-squashing.  Or enjoying the chill of boiling frogs.

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Like this one CIA program among so many others  You see, because life means so little to them, and power so very, very much.  But it’s not about the CIA, this is so much older, so much deeper, so much bigger, and sadder, and harder, and simpler.

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I don’t get it, why are y’all self-harming for him, enlighten me, please.

Because too many are too disengaged.  The opposite of love is not hate, it’s apathy.  It’s “I don’t know what to do, and . . .” Nothing.  Let’s stop there.  And have lunch. And get back to life as we know it, which is just bloody rosy as hell.

The sun will come out tomorrow.  Little Orphan Annie.  Perhaps Big Daddy Warbucks will tuck you in one more time. Pray on that.

You know, if you’d just get them before the age of 3, your mind control would be so, so much more simple, and effective. Just ask Mengele.

Could you be a member of a cult? The whole family thinks you’re crazy and making up lies about the absolute perfection of our existence! And being a bully to boot! #scapegoat

You refuse to see gray, insist to paint all white, well, what other choice do you give me, in this pre-conditioned slave paradigm?

But, what happened, oh so wise ROOSTERS?

A trip-up in your programming?

So very trendy now, I wonder why, and how?

Never happened. All normal, mass illusion, Disney programming, all in good fun, laugh along now . . .

Or just continue to sleep . . .just dream . . .  All suits us very fine . . . .