The Rabbit Hole Went Deep

I went down a rabbit hole yesterday that left me teared up. It started with a random search that would have led me to the logical data that matched the intuitive information many of us already knew in our hearts and/or were given. The problem was that the underground “news channel” wanted money for it … too much money.

Information like that shouldn’t be expensive for anyone to acquire because it’s something the whole world needs to know, especially the thousands (or millions) of people who still believe a certain lie. The truth about that event needs to be revealed, and the false witnesses need to be brought into the light.

To charge people anything more than a few dollars for access (many people would have wanted it) is to take advantage of a person who had already been abused and taken advantage of by everyone and their mother while they were here.

It just wasn’t right, and someone rightfully told them off and called them every dirty name in the book because of it. It was the first time I’d ever seen a white person being called a n!gger in my life, but the term was quite accurate.

Well, that search led me to a 13-hour project full of free information that stretched beyond the one artist’s situation and covered the underlying issue. It was not for the faint of heart, though, as it was “red pill” information most people would need several stiff drinks to even hear.

There are some very sick people in the world that may not even be actual people. I don’t see how these “persons” can be humans and do the things they do to the most pure and innocent in the world. Their actions go far beyond that of narcissists, psychopaths, and sociopaths.

So some of these “persons” must be other types of beings — maybe the kind that will not be forgiven, as stated in the “approved” Bible (2 Peter 2:4, Matthew 25:41) as well as the “apocryphal” book of Enoch (Chapters 6, 10, 19).

I didn’t watch 13 hours. Didn’t need to. Couldn’t anyway.

The information disgusted me severely. It also gave me even more empathy for all the survivors and discoverers who couldn’t speak. Additionally, it made me realize how petty my current personal situation is and how much worse earlier-life experiences some people have had than I.

Imagine being an SA victim, signing contracts to be in an industry you don’t even understand the entirety of, and then discovering later that SA (and much worse) is a thing. How hard would it be to stay clean and sober? What other types of “demons” might you battle? What would keep you kind and caring among wolves? What kinds of words (good and bad) might flow from your projects?

Now go listen to “Crawling,” “Given Up,” or any other raw despair song and hear them for what they truly are. Then listen to “Walking in Circles” and “The Messenger” and ponder those.

When you’re done, ask yourself why we believe it’s such a gift for us to have an avid fan in the world who’s willing and somewhat able to give us the voice/spirit back for an experience we were robbed of.

*Disclaimer: The 13-hour project and Matrix commentaries are not pretty and are not for blue pill fans or sleepwalkers.*