Day 33

The grand spectacle rolls on, and Season 47 of the American Empire has ignited with a blaze. As the script unfolded, Donald J. Trump’s re-apotheosis crowned the opening act. In a ceremony staged in the White House Rotunda, President Trump cemented his place in history as a terrestrial god, wielding supreme authority over the material realm. His second term swept in on a tide of unlikely allies: his enemies, who profit off of belittling him and rousing their devoted acolytes; a splintered third-party’s base; and a grassroots swell that carried him across the finish line.

His foes, in a miscalculated gambit, threw Kamala Harris into a 100-day sprint that landed flat—no spark, no “joy,” just a hollow echo in a nation too weary to cheer.

Then there was MAHA, the post-COVID insurgency that tipped the scales. A coalition of the disillusioned—RFK Jr., millions of mothers waking up to a for-profit healthcare system poisoning their kids, and those scarred or bereaved by mandated mRNA shots—fueled Trump’s triumph. Their rage had simmered long enough.

The early days brought a rush: a flurry of Executive Orders slashed through the air, a symbolic middle finger to the “Woke” siege that had choked the dissenters. Now, the DOGE “autists”—those relentless tech savants— are wiring up AI and new infrastructure, gutting the bloated bureaucracy. Mass firings have followed, and predictably, the Democrats’ usual suspects are crying foul.

Bernie Sanders and Elizabeth Warren have taken to the stage with their “Fighting Oligarch” town halls—pure theater, a sideshow to mask the real machinations. Will anything be done for the people, or are the populists who wear blue ties simply doing what they have been doing and are just sheep dogging those strays who left the flock?

Beneath the surface, the war hums through the wires. Intelligence agencies grapple for the narrative’s reins, secrets spilling and vanishing in equal measure. Deals are cut in the shadows, history etched in real time. How much will be revealed this time?

The Empire churns forward, unbroken.

Until next time.

The Ride Home From School

Paul Harvey giving the predictive programming.

As another election cycle draws to a close, and we find ourselves in another venture into chaos—an inversion—sparked by a tiny bit of truth. Getting people to believe that they have found the solution, or that they have inside knowledge, when in the end, it is one charismatic pied-piper passing the flute to another, shepherding the way forward for the flock.

Our options, pre-selected, will both lead to the oligarchy’s synthesis—irrespective of the outcome, should we follow them.

Team Orange is now celebrated as a beacon of hope, while Team Blue, those clever foxes, masters of manipulating people’s feelings.

The foxes have intentionally conceded this [s]election to a “fascist” in order to pave the way for a new era of “heroes” for the future of their—not your—party.

The Blue team has been screaming so loud about a man who used to host a game show, that people started shouting with them… when instead, they should have been watching what they do to truth tellers, to well-meaning people,

The future of the party have already started to toe the Neo-Liberal line, and beat the drums of war and censorship.

The Orange team are moving in the same direction, whether they realize it or not—at least if the power they enabled goes unchecked. While we close the borders and get voter ID, we will accept the Mark willingly, locking us into the system even more than our phones already have us locked in. The everything app, where speech is “free”—when it’s not.

As we do the Weave™️, to end my rant, it’s important to turn off the music, to turn off the media, look around—and most importantly to look within. It can be lonely, it can be scary, but it’s something we need to go through. Sobriety from a system that we have been bombarded with since we were born: media.

When we find ourselves fully awake, we need to embrace the present moment and seize control over every facet of our existence. To recognize that patience is essential, and there is an endless supply of sand in the hourglass.

More Heroes of Light are awakening from their slumber, starting to construct alongside the Circus in increasingly productive ways. Communities are rising against the system, uniting, and harnessing both open and closed protocol technologies to forge a new path forward.

The Law of Attraction will unite those who begin to awaken, so remain steadfast and resist the allure of returning to that enticing steak. Just keep moving forward; the Devil will never be able to catch you.

Sky City

Said I’m fine, yeah, know I’m fine yeah, fine yeah.
It’s this guy, yeah, in the Sky, yeah, Sky yeah.
Sky City, Strong Drive, yeah. drive yeah.
Learned to fly, yeah, I can fly yeah, high yeah.
Wasn’t easy, had to try, yeah, try, yeah.
Built the city, in my eye, yeah, my eye, yeah.

The Universe Is On Our Side

They say the week start on Monday
But the strong start on Sunday
Won’t be in bondage to any man
John 8:33
We the descendants of Abraham
Ye should be made free
John 8:36
To whom the son set free
is free indeed
He saved a wretch like me

Hallelujah!

Day 33

The grand spectacle rolls on, and Season 47 of the American Empire has ignited with a blaze. As the script unfolded, Donald J. Trump’s re-apotheosis crowned the opening act. In a ceremony staged in the White House Rotunda, President Trump cemented his place in history...

The Ride Home From School

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jnPE8u5ONls Paul Harvey giving the predictive programming. As another election cycle draws to a close, and we find ourselves in another venture into chaos—an inversion—sparked by a tiny bit of truth. Getting people to believe that they...