Living In A Fantasy World

The world we’re living in is a total fantasy. It is contrived, concocted and controlled. It has no more substance than fog. No more reality than Roger Rabbit. This is true figuratively and literally. Literally the very fabric of our material world is an illusion. It’s nothing more then a holographic dystopian simulation. It’s ersatz Earth. Figuratively, as this simulation is a metaphor for reality, all the systems are unnatural and broken. All is a lie and fake. We don’t know the basic tenets of our existence. We don’t even know the nature of our shared home, Terrarium Earth. We don’t understand the nature of our own bodies, electrical. The context of our social and economic structures are absurd. Structures and systems =obstacles. But why? Best I can discern is in order for something or someone to harvest and drain our energy. Why? To control us as slaves. To literally feed their life force with ours. To keep us so weak and preoccupied that we never figure out what our true nature is and break free. Who? Maybe (((prominent nosed elites))), alien travelers or some combination of the two in partnership. Ultimately perhaps, this is an impersonal random simulation run by a conscious impersonal force for self amusement. Consider some of our core structures.

Our cities are roach motels. By the very nature of their design they can only lead to eventual disintegration and degradation. Development = destruction. A variable slave rat maze. Everything is set up to get you to spend, and so work more, and so slave more, and so go to spiritual sleep more for ultimate control. It’s all about lack and scarcity to keep you striving for phantoms. It’s the game of shekels to shackles. You go to a movie for $20, then dinner for $100 to have a fun evening. You get propaganda at the movie and poison at the restaurant, all paid for by you. What a jolly time. It’s all like that in the big city.

Our monetary system is set up to keep you in lack, not prosperity. Fear of lack is at the core of greed. Greed is at the core of man’s inhumanity to man. This is at the core of your slavery. Elites don’t need money, they can create it anytime they want to. They know it’s worthless. It’s created with a back end guarantee of scarcity to keep you in fear of lack and chasing the carrot. To keep you a controlled slave. Eagles don’t pay for fish and raccoons don’t pay for fruit.

Work goes hand in hand with the monetary system. Work affords the parasites some degree of satisfaction from creaming off your earnings, but it’s not the main reason. It’s to keep you distracted and exhausted so you’re too weak to inquire and discover the truth of your human spirit. To keep you a controlled slave. Work makes us hostile competitors. Divide and conquer. This is right where they want us, on The Jones Plantation. Isolated people are easy to control. Our strength is in our unity.

School? What to say. Absolute indoctrination system to create a slave class. They don’t want any critical thinking or creative abilities in the populace. They don’t want you capable of independence or advocating for yourself. How perfect to train humans from children to be compliant obedient droids.

Then there’s the energy corporate cabal. Electric, gas, oil, all unnecessary to pay for as resources. All industries to cause more slavery lack in order to have basic functionality. They’ve hidden the free energy coming from the Aether. They’ve destroyed all the old cities like Tartaria that had structures built to gather and use free energy. They’ve erased the history and replaced it with fairy tales. The only real resource not from the Aether is water, and they’ve perverted it in every way possible. It’s criminal to pay for water.

Then there’s all the rest. All poison. Everything is poisoned. Poison food. We are the only species that poisons our food to kill pests then eats the poisoned food ourselves. Poison medicines all made to suppress or kill something in your body. We are electrical energy beings. We need to heal with the universal force and the healing plants provided on the Earth. Poison air raining down chemical mist. Poison water saturated with plastic and toxic waste. Poison poison everywhere and not a drop to drink.

The Shekels to Shackles Dance

I know this isn’t news. This isn’t prophetic. It’s a reminder. Resistance is not futile. Your lack of participation in the game is your way out. Your focused attention on the truth of your nature is the path to freedom. Your sense of humor is your strength. Don’t take it seriously, it’s not real. They feed off fear and sadness. It’s a cartoon. It’s quantum animation. And – be the danger.

Jean-Luc Picard caught in the Nexus, are we: