Post date: Nov 15, 2013 3:1:11 AM
(Notes: this is a draft of a poem originally conceived on Friday, July 5, 2013, from a sequence with the working title, "Echelon rising" for a book with the tentative title, "Directed energy".
That gargantuan sacrifice
Today the ibopps
are everywhere,
the ibopps cyborgs,
the Kurtz worshippers who have reduced themselves to cultheads,
cyborgs
who have reduced their ability to think
and who have sacrificed their own children
to the Cronus
the Cronus god of all depravity ...
and no way out,
no escape from their tortures:
they are torturing anyone who dares to truly resist
- no way out of it,
What to do,
what to do ...
but keep going....
The proper attitude is to think larger,
to think bigger,
to think like God:
invoke God.
Reach for the higher goal
or the higher achievement:
go for JUSTICE now
and get clear of emf/scalar DEW tortures now
that is hunt down the perpetrators of it now
and get the protective gear you need in the meantime.
Get emails out,
make phone calls today,
don't wait until you move again.
There is a god
and the end is always near.
Kurtz is NOT going to get away with this torture
and the heist and hijacking of my career.
Keep going
and fight for that rule-of-law centric collective nation
to protect the evolutionary individual from the collectivist mobs
like Canada
- that is God's will:
keep going,
it won't be long now
and don't pin any hopes on the fascist "United States"
as things are at the moment.
Unfortunately.
Those people had an inherited advantage
and they could not handle it:
they have become worshippers of a flag
that now stands for depravity.
I feel at moments
that I can't go on,
that I have to withdraw or something:
go somewhere and try to find some solitude.
There is nothing but total demoralization
here in the Maritime Coven
and I am under relentless mindkontrol.
To be fighting this alone
is a horror,
way beyond what could have ever been imagined.
That is how degenerate and power-crazed Kurtz is.
To torture one man to this length
- what kind of an entity of cowardice and bullying is Mr. Kurtz anyway.
The end has got to be near.
You must go on,
no matter how tattered
you must stay in the field
and not withdraw.
I dunno....
I am fighting psychpaths now
- what am I ever going to do....
There is a Christ ... and he is coming ... today
and you are gonna take them down right away,
the ibopps torturers.
The career is coming back.
Tho all seems hopeless
and there is nowhere to turn:
like what am I going to do:
can't find any (law enforcement or help of any kind)
only tortures and demoralization and mindkontrol.
Still keep going,
the lord lives
and this is the moment ...
tho bleak
there are gains.
You dreamed the impossible dream:
you became the best poet
... and the best writer ... ever
by the sheer force of your own will and hard work.
That is why Kurtz and his ibopps satanists
stole everything they could steal from you
- well, one reason anyway.
But there is a higher creative order
and it will help you ... NOW.
Keep going ... in the face of omnipresent evil.
You're really smart
you figured this all out on your own,
what is going on in this world.
Now there is going to be divine intervention
- there has to be
because there is no real help left in the world.
Collectivism rules everywhere
and the sheople are being genetically modified and genocided
and they won't fight back.
Their heroes are frauds
- not leaders at all.
They are murderers.
They are silent
as humanity struggles.
Their silence is their commitment to their collectivist masters
after all.
Humanity got fooled.
The faux heroes,
by their silence,
reduce themselves to a differentiated fascist
which is a beast
not a human.
They set a degenerate model: set a degenerate future.
In the twilight-zone video-game world we exist in,
they pacman the evolutionary future for all children
and thus are participants in that gargantuan sacrifice to the Kurtz/Cronus.