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Sunday, July 15, 2018

the last war

I guess in this life I'm learning to be on the light side without motivation. It would be easy to be an angry person, and I still remember what that felt like and being surrounded by angry people. I have numb areas inside and didn't learn empathy naturally, so I have no internal reward system making me feel good when I am nice. I don't get warm fuzzies about others and rarely feel validated even if I have every reason to be.

Past lives comes up every little bit in weird ways, so I think about this stuff once in awhile. Last night I woke up from what should have been a nightmare about the future of humanity and I'm noticing I feel very little about it except that it should never come to have happened, and whoever is purposely pointing our species in this direction needs to understand, whether they believe or not, that there really is a penance. If there is not, then dreams like the one I just had would not exist.



I've met people who really have killed and buried babies and children without anything legal being done about it because no one seems to notice it happened. Meanwhile, the rest of us who love watching horror entertainment still think this is a funny joke.


It's all real. People really do buy and sell babies. People really do torture babies to flood their blood with chemicals that will get them high when they drink it. People really do pleasure themselves on babies, sometimes to gruesome death. People who aren't even that horrible still really do harm or neglect their babies until they die. For some it's depression. For others it's a nasty way of life.

Many of these people are what we would call 'nice people' and consider them sane. Some of these people do these things in the name of a religion that has so saturated our entertainment (why?) that we blow it off as just something from a show.

It's one thing to be angry about separating kids from parents at a border crossing. It's another to ignore that a particular person way high up on the food chain still poses as a good guy while still covering for decades of human trafficking crossing that same border. The trafficking routes have been mapped out and you can find them being reported on youtube.

So what do we want? Do we want the human trafficking to stop? Do we want the child pornography to stop? Or do we want to remain indignant in our ignorance, hating on the ones trying to stop it and defending the ones profiting from it?

The entire thing is sickening when you step back and allow yourself to really see what is going on. The saddest part is how deeply entrenched and easily triggered the hate defense is for those who still don't realize their anger is misplaced.

I can't be angry any more. Sad, yes. I am deeply sad for the human condition. However, since I am touched personally by the horrors of human abuse in people I've known, I know there are two realities, if you will. There is a mainstream reality where good people stand up for good things without having a clue who the bad people really are all around them. And there is a conspiracy reality that dares to find actual truth and stand up for it.


The war is hot right now, and most Americans don't even have a clue. This isn't a verbal war or a metaphorical war or a war over ideologies. This is the Last War. If the real good guys lose, nothing on this planet will ever again stop the worst and most prolific worldwide human slavery this planet has ever known. EVER known.

Wake up.