I am seeing a lot of fear and apprehension about the state of the world today. And yes, things are not good. Between the Plandemic, forced vaccinations, an emerging global surveillance state, supply chain distruption, a communist coup less than a year ago, inflation, and off the charts crime, perhaps not good is a bit of an understatement.
And I for one don’t doubt that we are at the end of an age. Kali Yuga, 4th Turning-whatever you want to call it. This is without question the precipice of earth-shaking changes. Very soon we will start that cataclysmic freefall into a new era, of some sort. The labor pains of the beginning of whatever next will be agonizing, and costly. What in the hell is going on, exactly? I don’t know. Neither, I would say, does anyone else.
I had an excellent conversation earlier this week with one of my most level headed and rational colleagues. That he is normally the voice of reason is important here. I am a bit of a tinfoil hat-ist, and have been know to overestimate the gravity of a given situation. That is a weakness as an analysist, except when it is a strength. But I do know I am prone to it, so I try to temper that trait before I say the sky is falling. Out loud at least.
My counterpart sees what is coming as on par with the Bronze Age Collapse. Which was shocking to me to hear. I like it better when the rational people tell me everything is going to be okay, we just might lose a little off the Dow Jones average. When the sane start talking about BAC level events, I really start paying attention. The Bronze Age Collapse was such a cataclysm that we don’t even know all the details of what happened. Because entire systems of writing and languages were lost. Across about 600 years, darkness swallowed history in a way that is hard to fathom.
The short version is the 13th and 12th Centuries BCE were pretty happening. 5 or 6 great powers ( depending on your count) had pretty much hit a “ lets not murder each other cause its expensive” level of civilization. Trade flourished, art and culture rose, things were just generally cool. Hippies probably had drum circles, and all the luxuries of a time of plenty were on display. Like philosophers and grand building projects. Things you can only afford when everyone is well fed and an excess of labor exists. Then, in the veritable blink of an eye, the entire system shattered.
Famines, earthquakes, mass migration- entire great cities ceased to exist. A faction called the Sea People mounted invasion after invasion, and piracy all over the Mediterranean. That isn’t a made up name, its used by the Egyptians as well as historians of the period. And to this day, nobody even knows who they were. And again, this isn’t some backwards mythology of a tribe of jungle dwellers deep in the Amazon, passed by oral tradition across a thousand years. This is Egypt. With Pyramids. And carvings in stone, not to mention papyrus. Hundreds of years of history is just – poof- nonexistent, perhaps because everyone was to busy trying to eat some calories and not get stabbed in the chest with a sword to pick up a chisel or pen. No matter how you shake it, things went absolutely feral. When it was over, only the Egyptians and Babylonians would survive as an empire. And empire is a pretty loose term here. The Babylonians had one city, and the Egyptians had gone from an equivalent of say, ruling the United States, to ruling Arizona.
Why then, should you not be afraid? I didn’t say that. This is an excellent time for fear. But that fear should be tempered with giddiness that you get to live in such a time. This will be a sifting of men and bloodlines perhaps like no other. Generation upon generation has fought and bled and survived to bring you to this moment, a shot at the title belt for domination of the universe.
Forces are aligning right now to bring the old order down, which requires disruption. Disruption leads to chaos. And chaos, my friends, can’t be controlled by anyone. My time in warfare across the last 20 years has taught me a few things about well laid plans. Human beings are less predictable than most can imagine. Reversals of fortune can and do happen in times of great stress. Even a 50 year old conspiracy, perfectly crafted and nurtured to implementation, can slip on a banana peel. You just have to be ready and capable of exploiting those opportunities.
You could have been born in 1916 Russia, coming of age in a time of purges and the ruling Communist iron fist. You could have been born a feudal serf, already locked into a caste system from which there was no escape. But you weren’t. You were born in America, at a time when it was easy to get armed to the teeth. Some of you got a practice run across 20 years of guerrilla warfare in the GWOT. We are free enough ( if barely) to organize and make tribal alliances. And for the moment, you have access to nutrition and training without equal in human history. Bloodlines are going to end in this conflict. You owe it to yourself and your ancestors not to be one of them.
The choice is going to be real clear, real soon. It is binary, and it is for all the marbles. Either we win, and we are heroes to our sons and grandsons for eons. Or we lose, and those sons and grandsons don’t exist. The globalist plans for world wide technoslavery are very clear. Anyone resisting them will be atomized, bones ground into dust, all memory of them wiped clean at the genetic level.
We pull our collective shit together and show them the primal rage of free men, or we enter 1000 years of darkness. Choose wisely.
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