November 6, 2024
This morning, as soon as a few brain cells woke up, I remembered: Donald Trump won. He really did. There was a victory speech and everything.
I felt my back sag slightly, the rigidity of spine loosening into something that felt like happiness. When I got up, I was moving more smoothly than usual. The image that came to mind was of a marionette with the strings suddenly cut. But instead of collapsing with no strings and no controller, I, the marionette, became real and alive as never before.
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Another thing feels different. It may be a fleeting change, to be evolved from and bypassed on my way to something else, but I also realized that I’ve no interest in making sure everyone knows all the truth (as I perceive it), preferably soon. I realized this after a conversation today with my hairdresser (another giddy Trump supporter). In discussing past presidents, she remarked that she’d never liked the Obamas, and I said, well, with Michelle really being a man…
This was met with an incredulous stare. As well it should be. Ten years ago, such a thought would never have crossed my mind, and I’m sure that’s where many “normies” are right now.
I didn’t try to persuade her, or follow up with “And Biden is an actor with a mask, and Trump has several doubles so you’re not always seeing him…”.
It occurred to me that people will learn various truths in their own sweet time, not on my timeline or even the White Hats’. For that matter, why do we need disclosure per se? Aren’t we going to know everything, anyway, after the Solar Flare (or Event or…)? Why does anyone need ten days of darkness, the EBS, and looping videos unveiling various truths?
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That’s heresy in many circles, I realize. Military is the only way, we have to have the EBS, everyone must know the truth…
Must they, right this moment? Isn’t it good enough for now that, in ordinary 3D fashion, through established means, Donald Trump became the president elect of the Republic of the United States? The tagline on the podium sign during his victory speech said “Trump will fix it.” That’s about as blunt and succinct as you can get. Not only that, I believe it.
Will there be challenges to the Trump victory? Will any of the chaotic events, forecast by truthers with grim relish, still come to pass? Maybe those things do still need to occur. Perhaps there will be massive flipping-out by clueless humans when truths inevitably start trickling out.
I’m profoundly grateful to be no more than a tiny sliver of the tapestry of current events. Marionette no more, I move freely, swaying into potential futures and observing various pasts while settling loosely in the present, a present that no longer feels completely controlled by the Deep State—even if it was a “movie” engineered by White Hats to propel humanity’s awakening.
