Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Wiping out the Maverick gene, the plot revealed

These are intricate webs being woven by our masters, destined to culminate with the eradication of the maverick gene amongst the herd so that all that remain are the fodder animals and the self seekers and the psychopaths groomed for the enforcement of the rule.

They will be mostly stupid, higher places in the hierarchy going to the ‘clever’ learners, those who can memorise but cannot think.

Like most of the world’s middle classes now.

This is their plan:

Our masters, in their game, seek the destruction of the jew.

They always have.

Their strategy is leading to conflict in the holy land as we know, as they fulfil their own prophecies.

Leading up to this conflict the false terror attacks are heightening, amongst the sheeple, the understanding that there are those out there who despise jews.

Our masters have decided that this will be you, dear truth seeker, unless you are most careful.

They are making sure TV programming reinforcing the holocaust memory is placed in the minds of the herd and hyping the aspects of their false flags that target jews, building their case in the consciousness of the dumb masses.

“Je Suis Juif” and so forth.

Next to come will be this:

Attacks on jews will intensify and links will be made between “conspiracy nuts” and those attacks.

Conspiracy nuts will become synonymous with terrorists or terrorist supporters.

The groundwork is being laid right now in the sewage-stream press.

If Israhell is under attack at the time, a sense of urgency will be added, a need to act now.
The herd will demand it.

T.V. pundits will pick out the worst offenders from amongst the false opposition/cointelpro/intelligence agents that purport to be the truth movement, and certainly lead it and dominate the agenda, quoting their vile slurs that are mostly lifted from the Nazi propaganda from the 1930’s.

I can see the shocked look on the news anchors’s faces now, as they can “barely bring themselves to read” the sort of shite the anti-semitic twats of the alternative media are spewing out in increasing quantities now.

Testosterone pumped psycho-zombies that call themselves police officers will be donning their war gear and beating down the doors of those people out there that can see through most of the crap (yet can’t see how they are being made a fool of by the very people they believe in).

The night of the long knives.

First, use the internet and false agents to draw out and identify the free thinking gene.
Find where they live and who their friends are.
Round-em up, with full public approval.

Thinking gene eradicated from the herd.

Job done.

Like many times before, of course, but now far more subtle and aided by technology.

Our masters are heading for a double win situation. The destruction of those they are destined to destroy according to their plans, the jews, and at the same time rounding up anyone with half a brain that doesn’t want to be a debt slave living in a radioactive cess-pit eating chemical mush for a short and eugenically shortened life.

Our masters used to call themselves gods.
They near that nirvana again, should we allow ourselves to be duped again.

Understand this: the history of man’s brutality to man is not and has never been the exclusive property of one race. If anything the white anglo-saxon breed are in pole position on that score, having spent the last few centuries murdering everyone that isn’t white anglo-saxon (and many that are) and wiping whole peoples and their millennia of history from the face of the earth, scrapping their wisdom and their understanding at the same time.

But in every corner of the world and of every colour of skin and of every belief system there have been and are powerful people that drive the less powerful to despicable acts.
Some call themselves jew and are not.

Most just are not.

If you’re a power wielding psychopath that ain’t a jew the alternative press have coined a new nomenclature: “Crypto-jew!”
So “it’s still all the jew’s fault”, they can say, ……just like Hitler did.

Racism sucks.
Anti-semitism sucks.
They are the same thing.
Tools of the deception and manipulation of simple, bitter minds.
It all leads to death camps.
Or have you forgotten?
And Hitler wasn’t the first by a long way, if you are a holocaust denier rather than a holocaust numbers disputer and seeker of truth.

Make sure you’re not a guest in the next iteration.

Beware of deceivers.
There is good out there.

Olive xxx xxx xxx

Sunday, January 11, 2015

This is not a drill

This is not a drill, this life, this consciousness ride through the false reality, this game with no restart button, this play of just one act.
It is your chance, your given moment, your dream made physical for the purpose.
You have time, a series of moments that forget what was and cannot see what will be for neither exist and so you have only now to do your thing, to do the right thing.
You are the entity you call "I", inhabitant of the meat machine that grants you the experience, the touch and smell and light and sound of atoms of nothingness made real by the operating programme.
If you live for a hundred years they will seem as if they have gone in a moment, as indeed they have.
Physical pain will be forgotten once it passes but emotional hurt will exist within you until the light fades, for these are the true lessons. part of the learning process.You have given these hurts and have received them, sometimes without knowing for we are none of us fully conscious of our effect on others, most of us completely ignorant of how others see us and what lies in their hearts and minds.
The idea is to give less hurt, of course, in a reality designed to make that difficult, a reality that doesn't allow your consciousness to experience what others are experiencing, a reality in which you are rendered blind to the wake you leave behind as you cut through the ocean of life.
Together we seven billion souls create this reality. The world is a reflection of our collective being. This is the hive we have made.
The power understands this, the power undertands that it derives its strength from the engineering of our collective consciousness.
It shapes the reality such that to do no harm is almost impossible.
You buy, you pay tax on that purchase,the power spends that tax on war or false justice or a million other wrongs, you are guilty as an accessory to child murder. All of you.
It focuses its attention on the consciousness of the species as a whole, for in that process it shapes the world and makes it evil, takes creatures innately good and makes them rotten.
It will take almost all of us to colour this picture different.
We have to reshape reality in accordance with our will.
We will have to cast away what has been built, the carefully constructed paradigms of the false reality, and start again.
That is the purpose.
We have this game only to achieve the goal.
And your time is ticking by.
Love is the essence of humanity, that which we are twisted and lured and cajoled and bullied and damaged and taught to forget.
That essence is what you were and still lives deep inside your consciousness.
Call it forth.
This is not a drill.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Out of darkness cometh light..

You move from one moment to the next, driven by need to do, urged by must and in between, in between there is that moment that you are free but not free, drawn tight as you are in the embrace of your masters, the masters of your reality, the rule makers who govern what you say, what you do, what you think, what you dream.

You yearn to be free, you yearn for us all to be free but find blankness when you seek to create that world in your consciousness, so distant in our collective memory is that elusive creature, so far distant in time and space, so removed from now that you cannot imagine it, disbelieve the possibility of it, that place of peace and of good being done and of always having help when you need it and of always looking to help those that need help, that being what you fill your life with, that being what life is for.
To help.

That place exists, dream like and remote it faintly calls your name, nudges you in the night and awakens you from disturbing dreams, shouts the word destiny again and again that you can barely hear, rarely have the energy to draw into your consciousness and recognise as a friend and yet understand, in the deepest recesses of your existence, that this is what you have been waiting for, that this is what it is all for, that this call is for you and you must wake up, wake up, wake up and live the way you were created to live, shrug off the taut wire coils and heavy rusting iron chains of today and step into tomorrow, step into what should be, step into what must be for there your passion dwells, there your purpose in life, there your mission.

Reality wraps its false scenery around you, limiting your sight, filling your ears with lies and weasel words, making the world ugly and threatening when all the world wants to do is fill your mind with beauty, wrap you in its giving embrace, provide for you what you need. The world, your reality, has become your enemy rather than your friend. It has been made a place that drains you rather than replenishes and nourishes you. Its air, once clean and everything it should be to give you life and vitality is now filled with harm. That which you eat is poisoned. The water of life is soiled and dirtied. Your masters have cast you in a dungeon and feed you slops whilst they spoil the beauty of the world and render it uninhabitable, render it foul, please themselves with the despoiling of its life-giving wholesomeness.

And you, so far from the voice of your soul, so far from that which is right, trapped into being what is against your very nature, against your finer noble spirit, forced by this reality into being a slut bent backwards and demeaned for a dollar, made a coward that watches what it says, a moron that dare not ask a question, a yellow snake that cannot raise its head and say “enough”, distrusting everyone in your great family, frightened of standing for fear of standing alone.

So will we die, the scream un-screamed, the dream forgotten, the voice unheard, the destiny unfulfilled, head bowed muttering the mantra “There’s nothing I can do, there’s nothing I can do” whilst all around you, in the vast columns marching towards the end of life are billions of your kin, muttering the same untruth.

There is something you can do.

Listen.
Hear.
Join hands.
Hold up your head and look for the future you desire and walk, together, in that direction.
Leave everything behind you don’t need.
Help is at hand.
It's closer than you think.
It is in all of us.
It is love.

Olive xxx xxx xxx