December 20, 2012
When (not if) we wake on Saturday December 22 to find all of mankind still slumbering along the road to rapture, we will be reminded of the fact that the build-up to Armageddon was a sham from start to finish- and the Mayans have nothing whatever to do with it.
Psychological programmers have flooded the internet with stories and images of impending doom as a result of our planet’s transgressions through the “photon belt.” Long before the Mayan calender was ever predesignated to signify global Armageddon, converging star-signs were supposed to shatter the planet, with Pisces converging with Capricorn, at an angle of exactly such and such degrees. A celestial mix of apocalyptic preconditions as a result of which earth and its inhabitants will float away on ethereal air currents. An obscure, as of yet undetected planet is apparently hurrying through the solar system, diametrically avoiding telescopes to crash at the exact time the ancient Mayans chose to end their mythological calendar… one of their calendars, that is. I have always considered it an act of extreme psychological acrobatics to reconcile boundless infinity, with all its countless galaxies and empty space, with the finite fancies of astrology, covering after all only our most immediate celestial neighbors. Regardless of ones own beliefs in regards to these matters, the point is that social engineers strive to know precisely where the nerve-endings of our hopes (and fears) are to be found, and subsequently lay them bare for tyrants to trample on.
Of course history records so many impending days of doom, that if they would all have come to pass, the earth would have been destroyed a thousand times over. This sobering fact does not in the least affect the end-of-days advocates. Proponents of these mythologies (uniformly building their speculations upon an interpretation of the Mayan calendar) usually shy away from actual reality unfolding as we speak. They prefer busying themselves with the latest message from planet Zordac instead.
Such innocent little indulgences usually go hand in hand with less innocent ones. After all, in order to properly receive the alien visitors, we must first organize a one world order.
Such star trek visions would indeed be innocent if not for the overall passive demeanor created in the process. Why act if the battle for freedom will be decided by an expected catastrophe descending from the heavens? It is easy to throw your hands in the air and to drift aimlessly on ethereal air currents. It is hard, on the other hand, to challenge the very real New World Order that is engaged in depopulation policies on record. History teaches us that the tyrant stands to gain from slaves surrendering themselves to idle fancies.
In the decades proceeding the year 1000 medieval Europe was in the grips of the expected second coming of Christ. People readily emptied their purses, in case a divine strike from the sky would blast them to kingdom come. While the local tyrants collected the cash, the serfs raised their eyes to the heavens expecting cloud-bursting judgement at any moment. You can imagine that when the long expected hour came and went without incident, the poor pilgrims shook their fist up at the same sky they trembled under not long before. Not only was their summoning before the divine throne delayed, their purses were even emptier than they had been before. In the meantime, their Saxe-Coburg-Gotha chieftain had profited from the situation by gathering all riches to him, exercising his power with all the more ruthlessness and resolve.
It is of course only a matter of time before the New World Order utilizes this tendency to dream of UFO’s, or some floating off into vibrational spheres of existence, or whatever protoplasmic rabbit-hole promised for the near future. What better way to kill resistance in the bud than to claiming that the world will end, whether we act of whether we don’t? Propping up fears of impending doom creates a vacuum into which a large bulk of the energy in the pursuit of truth may be deposited to wither and die. Besides, it discourages people from action, inspiring inaction instead. After all, why bother educating people about a world dictatorship if the end is nigh and there’s nothing to be done?
For those not completely transfixed on the December 21, 2012, there is much at stake. Imagining things will not be necessary. The tremors of tyranny are being felt all over the surface of freedom- which sadly is already on the verge of breaking beyond repair.
It seems we are summoned to secure the interests of life, and by securing them, throwing our weight onto the enemy that’s in front of us. Like the warrior, we do not have the luxury of moving around the pieces on the chessboard, or change our minds at pleasure. Nothing is easy. Every strike counts.
Every call for world government, every disclosed diary, every bold statement on reducing human population (and every subsequent global policy directive) is indicative of certain subsurface activities- of broader stirrings which are so all-engulfing in nature, that the only way not to be overwhelmed by them is to concentrate on the symptoms through which the disease reveals itself. Although all news is symptomatic in the end- all “current events” mere shadows dancing on a screen- the way to engage the enemy is to snatch these shadows from the screen, pull them by the tail and expose them for what they really are: phantoms created by a calculating elite. As soon as these phantoms are exposed to clear skies, the shadows will cease to be shadows and vanish. This includes end-of-the-world fantasies by dreamers who postpone battle by clinging to mythology.