posted on Oct, 23 2007 @ 12:38 PM
What if there is a disinformation project being run by the Neo-Con artists that is behind some of these voices? What if H.A.A.R.P., chemicals, media
brainwashing, cell phone towers, satellites or a thousand other unknown things are behind implanted visions they would like us to see? What if they
are manipulating your mind so that, when the time is ripe, they can arrange an alien intervention or arrival, or the "Second Coming of Christ"?
Fear is a very powerful tool. Religion is the opium of the masses. Conspiracies abound and are you certain the masters are not spinning some of the
What if the Elite do not believe in aliens or the christ, yet they use both stories to manipulate the mindless masses? What if they are but lulling
the sheeple into dreamland with their haunting lullabies while leading them into the slaughter house?
Proving the voices in your head have told you an absolute truth is a very difficult task, unless you have physical actions or results to study - hard
evidence. Who's to say that, if the overlords were manipulating the minds of the many, that they could not, in fact, help create the very apocalypse
or second coming...and reap the rewards of the utter chaos and devastation incurred by the "vermin" scurrying about the surface, while they remain
safely hidden below in nuclear bunkers?
I sense a change is coming. I hope it is a mass shift of consciousness - toward the light. I've heard no voices, but I have seen the signs. It
doesn't take a rocket scientist, an idiot savant, a holy monk or an indigo child to know that we're living in interesting times. Regardless, I want
to be change - living it, daily - rather than sit around waiting and watching, and hoping for salvation.
What if this site and others are merely mining your data and storing it for future reference? Know your "enemy." What better way to gather data
about your enemy than to pretend to be like him/her? 'Tis an ancient and surreptitious path called espionage.
I trust no one, nor a long series of actions that seem trustworthy from smiling faces and sparkling eyes - filled with lies - for they may be nothing
more than a ruse to get close to me. It's much easier to stab me in the back when you're behind me all the way. "I've got your back!" sends a
shiver down my spine.
I'm 48, ex-military, and a loner. I prefer it that way. Your friends and loved ones can be some of the first to "give you up" to the enemy. It is
when you don't "stop, look and listen" before crossing the street that you are hit by something unexpected.
There is a higher power with a greater design and understanding of all things, than I have. I trust it, instinctively, but this is a material world
and I must walk my path. While I hold out hope that there may be some along my path in whom I might trust and rely upon, I expect to meet no one.
I just returned from San Diego, this weekend, where I was visiting with friends I hadn't seen in years. The Santa Ana winds whipped up devastating
wildfires, which blackened the sky for miles with an acrid and apocalyptic glow one would expect, if living in a suburb of Hell. I travel lightly,
carrying a backpack filled with all I need should I have to walk out of Hell. I plan for Hell, everyday. Thankfully, I caught the train and made it
One of my friends was trying to reason whether she should take her kids and drive north, just in case. I said "leave, now," but she wasn't sure.
Some things in life happen so quickly that you had best be prepared and already have a plan, which can be implemented, immediately. She and her kids
finally left - hours later - to live and fight another day.
While I care about some people, deeply, I am not going to stand around arguing with them, trying to convince them that my plan is solid, while they
are paralyzed with indecision - or looking for another sign.
I plan to survive. The voice in my head is my own. I listen to it.