Entry Submitted by Heisenberg at 7:43 PM EDT on September 8, 2019
I was dreamin' when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin', could've sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple, there were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' to run from the destruction, you know I didn't even care – Prince
Confront your fears, list them, get to know them, and only then will you be able to put them aside and move ahead - Jerry Gille
You can conquer almost any fear if you will only make up your mind to do so. For remember, fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind - Dale Carnegie
There are four ways you can handle fear. You can go over it, under it, or around it. But if you are ever to put fear behind you, you must walk straight through it. Once you put fear behind you. Leave it there - Donna Favors
Train yourself to let go… of everything you fear to lose - Yoda
Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go – The Cure
I’ll get you my pretty…and your little soul too – A Nightmare On Elm Street
And that brings us to tonight’s word: FEAR INOCULUM
What are you scared of? What is that of which you are scared? Do you still have a boogie man in the closet keeping you under the bed? Does MSM still get to you? Does the all seeing eye see your fear? With an ultraviolet filter? Does the coliseum make your place shake? Glad it’s not me down there. Paul does not look like he’s having fun. Is music your Llorona? Is Hollywood your Michael Myers? Has the red pill become your Jason Vorhees? Are you still showing up to class or hiding under the sheets in your dorm? Is your ZIM locked and loaded or stuffed in the sock drawer? Does the devil horn trigger you? Okie dokie? Eye of horos throw you into a tailspin? Little St. James make your stomach drop? Discovering just how sick these people are keeping you wake at 3:33? Does the long dark walk along the ditch asking yourself “how could Hillary lose” have you fearing the reaper? Fearing the awakening? Fearing revelations? Fearing the sheeple?
Fear is a funny thing. It doesn’t discriminate. Both sides of no mans land knows its sting. Left and right have swallowed that jagged little pill. Many have fallen. Few have mastered. Many Jedis have lost sleep once face to face with the enormity of a fleet of imperial battle cruisers. Even Skywalker slept with one open the night of November 22nd, 1963. Even Kenobi looked under his bed on September 11th. And Pearl Harbor. And Gulf of Tonkin. And the German Reichstag. And Columbine. Oh yes…many a Jedi have suffered major heartaches. Major setbacks in this war. Major fear factors. And if a Jedi says he or she has been fearless from the very first 101 class…I either call BS or you are the chosen one. Neo. But even Neo had moments of doubt and pain. Neo did not start out Neo. But no one ever said conquering fear would be the easy path. No one ever said there were roses behind the great curtain. No one ever said mastering your domain (heh heh) would be a cake walk. Did you know Jedis in the matrix don’t awaken sheep past a certain age? The indoctrinated mind can’t take it. The wonder of a Matthew 18 child has been squashed by too many years of matrix programming. Ego and knowitallness rule the roost. I know the earth is round. I know the news tells me the truth. I know the freedom dividend is the doormat to Heaven.
But the Alliance, much like Morpheus, had no choice. Time is not on the Jedis side, Neo. A new world is coming. Like a sledgehammer. The war has climaxed. Some of the sheep must awaken. We can’t get them all, but we must try for as many starfish as we can. Some must see the light. In a world full of a scrubbed internet, even if it’s 1% of 1% of 1%...some sheep must get on board. Not ideal they are past the wonder of a child age, but we are at war. And desperate times call for desperate measures. The Jedi council voted. We must wake them. We must try. We may not succeed with all, but every padawan who hears the clarion call is one more Jedi training in the army of the light. You’ll feel better after you throw up.
He’s gonna pop….
Well said….nailed it. Q
And how about the other side of no man’s land? The nazis? The Sith? The vrill? You got eyes on Wonder Woman? Good catch on the drone pedovores comparing human children to baby lobsters. So much to digest with Donald Marshall. I hate to admit it but that makes perfect gross lobster sense. I guess we’re just sea bugs in their eyes. With no souls or hearts. Just machinery for their amusement. I will never eat veal again. Tip your waitress. Do not try the veal. But I digress.
Fear has been an unknown concept for the highest levels of the pyramid. 13 families playing games for power. A real time game of thrones. Jerry Jones paying for Ezekiel Elliot with a natural gas investment? Yeaaaaa….riiiight. It must be nice to live without fear way up there in the penthouse suite. But just below? It’s a regular fear smorgasbord over here. Fear is a great motivator says the Sith. Fear of what? Loss of reputation? Life? Power? Death of family? Endless clone zone torture? Mockery? Derision? Fear of being a clod? Fear is power on that side of no mans land. And for what? How did I get here? Make a deal with the devil for beads? To be a magician in the matrix? Why? What’s your why? We all want to be big starts…we got different reasons for that. Mr. Jones told me that. She’s looking at you. I don’t think so….she’s looking at me. Mr. Jones says we all want to be big stars but we don’t know how. Or why. I would like to be Bob Dylan but he’d like to be someone a bit more funky. Where do I sign? Is it that easy with the Devil? Out on the crossroads? Talent is a download? I know kung fu. I wanna be a rock star…no…someone more important…like an actor. Give me the power. Give the magicians book of secrets. Give me the blue pill. Give me the television. I wanna see me staring right back at me. Give me a bottle, Mr. Jones….we’re going to be big stars…..
Do we have a deal, Mr. Radin?....
Unfortunately, that’s the illuminatzis game. Create a lack filled world and the fish will jump on your boat. Not very sporting, if you ask me. But hey, these guys hunt naked children so not sure what I was expecting. If the Sith didn’t cheat, we wouldn’t be here. We would have gotten our blessings on 911 and not the biggest false flag on American soil. Cancer would have been cured by now. Med beds a plenty. Replicators on every corner. But it’s all about power and control from a higher brain function with these guys. Well…maybe not a higher brain function. Maybe the Vril did one thing and they did it very well. Cloning. You add that to the nazi theology and baby….you got a stew going. Like chocolate and peanut butter. These da*n nazis found a way into worldwide power and control. Gotta give it to Hitler. Inspired from a book, he rolled up his sleeves and followed his dreams. Escaped a hangman’s noose and died an old man. In peace. Pretty good magic trick, Adolf. Had me fooled. I guess it’s true….ambition does bites the nails of success…
But for all those minions who signed your one sided contract with no escape clause, I finally know their fear. I haven’t got eyes on the contract, but I’m starting to put the pieces together. Taken me a while. Longer than anticipated. But now I and we know your fear. It’s all they left you. Wrapped in a mink coat in the VIP section. Everything else?....it’s just beads. It’s an illusion. Lobster used to be trash food. What you thought was power, was only fear. Now power without fear is probably a nice thing. But anyone who signed a devil’s deal, does not have that luxury. Few do. Few Siths have it. But don’t feel alone. Here I am. Here we are. Fear is all they left me too. Is fear all they left us? Fear of speaking the truth? Fear of hearing a type 3 scream in your face? Fear of a Tuesday Wednesday heart attack? Fear of hidden cameras at the clone zone? Fear of breaking your mamas’ heart? Fear of letting your fans down? Fear of the jungle? Fear of being out in the cold? Oh yes…fear is a great motivator. But then again…so is the ZIM.
For those of you who just went thru freshmen orientation, those Q and Wonder Woman articles are perfect 101 articles. FYI…vrill was not 101 for old Heisenberg. I had easy classes. Espanol 101. Donde esta la biblioteca? 911 insole job 101. Jekyll Island: the history of fiat money 101. Soft balls. But many of the 101 classes I took have been scrubbed. Maybe you bought into the ZIM and an easy payday. Money isn’t a bad motivator either. But it only works in a lack world. That’s the secret magicians trick. Buying the ZIM could be seen as entering a contract as well. Kind alike a with great power comes great responsibility kinda thing. What will you do with all that power when the meek inherit the earth? That one takes years to answer correctly. But did you notice the little fine print on the bottom of each ZIM? You will be subject to a battlefield education. You will learn about ugliness that may put fear in your heart. You may get thrown in the deep end of the swamp. Like farmers showing up with pitchforks to enlist not knowing what a flank is. What’s your talent said the queen to the boy. What’s your answer? Have you taken knowing your enemy 101? Knowing your talent 201? Which kind of superhero are you? Because the Jedis could use somebody. Somebody like you. And all you know. And how you speak. Whatever talent the holy spirit gave you, bring it to the table. And don’t be shy. This spiritual war has created many love affairs. Make a scene. Like lovers do. On the silver screen. How can love not be bred in this place? Fighting the struggle…willing to die for one’s race is a romance. Willing to lay one’s life for those who will never appreciate it is a love song for the ages. This is the greatest show in the universe right now. And the big stage…the bright lights…the VOX amplifier…have no place for fear. Only the good die young.
What does fear inoculum mean? Not sure, but I know what fear means. I know what fear does to people. I know it causes them to act irrationally. I know it causes a sheep to run off a cliff. I know it causes one to make bad life decisions. I know it causes one to kill their brotherman. A little dread on dread violence. Why don’t you just leave that raging bull? But he loves me, mama. And he says he’s going to be a dentist. Spoiler….that ain’t love. What do you know about love, Heis? Who said that? bender is that you? I didn’t see you come in. Just show up?
You mess with the bull you get the horns, mister. But fair Q. What do I know about love? What does anyone know about love? Like true true love? In that even possible in the nazi matrix? With jaded minds chasing the almighty dollar and fame? In a lack filled concrete jungle forcing us to step on the backs of our brothers and sisters just to eat? And if by chance you luck out and hit the trust fund lottery, how can you know love chasing the lowest bidder to mow the lawn of your 13 acres Hampton estate? Pitting brother against brother? Einey miney miney moe. You eat today. You can go. How does anyone stay clean in this world? Some poor homeless soul….someone…somewhere…at sometime will remind even the kindest of hearts, this world has no place for love. Even the best of hearts gets broken watching the innocent work 3 jobs for peanuts. Wishing one could give the shirt off their backs, but then what would he wear? Give the homeless guy everything in his wallet but what would he buy food with? Or pay rent? Players gotta play? Phooey, Alfalfa. Players gotta live.
So the illuminati created this perfect (for them) world where even the most enlightened of souls is hammered by guilt and helplessness on the daily for how the poor live. Dog eat dog. Pretty sure Jesus did not say that. Justification. Sorry, don’t have any cash on me. Just trying to survive. Just trying to keep my head out of the guillotine basket in town square. Just trying to keep from being Paul Walkered in the dirt pit at club Vertigo. This matrix is a game. This matrix is not a game.
That’s a bitter true love anti argument. And if that rings true to you, what is the closest we can get to true love? Is it to runaway to live and fight another day? For a day after the ZIM blossoms? Miss you already, Bob. Manana. Or is it self-sacrifice? To lay down one’s favorite leather jacket over a puddle for a lady and not just in the hopes of a happy ending. To give away every dollar you own so others can eat? Even if that means you starve. Even if you know a deep state government won’t come to the rescue. There is no illuminati cavalry. Good name for an ironic hipster band. If you don’t step up that one may die. If you do step up and get Seth Riched, who will be around to distribute the St Germain/ZIM/dong blessings to the sheep? Who will fill the troffs if I fall? Ahhh…..Daniel San. Therein lies the rub. Do I help humanity awaken now or save it for later? Do I lay my favorite jacket down for the sheep now or later? Am I cool hand Luke or waiting for the cavalry? I don’t know. I don’t know what true love is yet. This matrix has chipped away at my Matthew 18 wonderous heart that full of love. I’d like to think true love might finally be felt when humanity isn’t hit by a guilt driven sales pitch every day. I’d like to think the closest we get to true love in the matrix is self sacrifice. I would rather die like Seth Rich than live on my knees. So yea, John Bender...I may not know what love is…but I know what it ain’t…..
Got a little off track…. Fear inoculum. What does inoculum mean? Webster’s dictionary defines inoculum as “a substance used for inoculation.” Once again….so enlightening. Ok… here’s one I can work with.
inoculum - a substance (a virus or toxin or immune serum) that is introduced into the body to produce or increase immunity to a particular disease – the Free Dictionary
So it’s the feeding of small doses in order to build up a tolerance or immunity to a disease. Is fear a disease? You God da**ed right it’s a disease. Man made all the way. Just like cancer. And the flu. Don’t they tell us the flu shot is alitte bit of the flu so we get alittle sick and don’t get the flu? I guess you could ask why don’t they inoculate us with cancer so we don’t get cancer. Sad truth? They do give us cancer in small doses, they just don’t tell us. And it’s not to give us the cure. Little bits of cancer doesn’t create an immunity to it. You’re cooked. And their big idea answer to cancer is agent orange chemotherapy. Now you’re really cooked. Literally. Fry up those insides to a medium well. Chicken pox? Let’s have a pox party.
Anywho…fear. The concept of slow dripping fear to build up a tolerance in the form of a red pill is an ingenious concept. Wish I thought of it. TOOL. First record in 13 years. Gotta have something to say. That’s 2.5 years per song. How do we end the cycle of fear in the sleeping people? Hard to break an adult mind out of the matrix. But we must. There’s so much for them to fear. MSM saw to that. A slow intravenous drip of fear cut with candy crush pleasure. The kids didn’t stand a chance. Is that what truthing is all about? Introducing fear in the form of truth? I know the concept of the new world order scares you. The government is a mafia. We are living the 4th reich. Invasion of the Body Snatchers: License to Vrill is coming to your town. The fear just means the vaccine is working. And over time, you will develop an immunity to fear as enough truth is pumped into your veins. But like I mentioned, if you want to be a Jedi, time is short. If you bought your ZIM yesterday and want to get on board the patriot train, you might have to go the hard way. The truth is there if you want it. Just know, it’s cut with fear. And it has to be. For fear is the enemy’s weapon. And how can one face the enemy without knowing the enemy? Conquer your fear, dear Jedi….and you will see the enemy coming a mile away. For fear is an illusion. And they are master magicians. Fear and illusion come hand in hand in their quest for power. Truth and the light are a Jedis weapon of choice. The bluest of light sabers. A Jedi stands in the face of the Sith with no fear controlling his heart. And how pray tell did he get this way?
Fear inoculum
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
Fear Inoculum
The Runners
Girlfriend is Better
1999
Crazy Train
Let’s Dance
Pyro
Burn
Higher
Battle Born
Waiting in Vain
Ordinary World
13
And if the terrors of the night
Come creeping into your days
And the world comes stealing children from your room
Guard your innocence
From hallucination
And know that darkness always gathers around the light
If there is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
Now we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
Hmm
When the wind screams and shouts
And the sea is a dragon's tail
And the ship that stole your heart away
Sets sail
When all you've left is leaving
And all you got is grieving
And all you know is needing
If there is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
Now we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
'Cause this is a song
A song for someone
Someone like me
I know the world is done
But you don't have to be
I've got a question for the child in you before it leaves
Are you tough enough to be kind?
Do you know your heart has its own mind?
Darkness gathers around the lights
Hold on
Hold on
There is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
That we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
A song for someone
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me
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I was dreamin' when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray
But when I woke up this mornin', could've sworn it was judgment day
The sky was all purple, there were people runnin' everywhere
Tryin' to run from the destruction, you know I didn't even care – Prince
Confront your fears, list them, get to know them, and only then will you be able to put them aside and move ahead - Jerry Gille
You can conquer almost any fear if you will only make up your mind to do so. For remember, fear doesn't exist anywhere except in the mind - Dale Carnegie
There are four ways you can handle fear. You can go over it, under it, or around it. But if you are ever to put fear behind you, you must walk straight through it. Once you put fear behind you. Leave it there - Donna Favors
Train yourself to let go… of everything you fear to lose - Yoda
Remembering you standing quiet in the rain
As I ran to your heart to be near
And we kissed as the sky fell in
Holding you close
How I always held close in your fear
Remembering you running soft through the night
You were bigger and brighter and wider than snow
And screamed at the make-believe
Screamed at the sky
And you finally found all your courage
To let it all go – The Cure
I’ll get you my pretty…and your little soul too – A Nightmare On Elm Street
And that brings us to tonight’s word: FEAR INOCULUM
What are you scared of? What is that of which you are scared? Do you still have a boogie man in the closet keeping you under the bed? Does MSM still get to you? Does the all seeing eye see your fear? With an ultraviolet filter? Does the coliseum make your place shake? Glad it’s not me down there. Paul does not look like he’s having fun. Is music your Llorona? Is Hollywood your Michael Myers? Has the red pill become your Jason Vorhees? Are you still showing up to class or hiding under the sheets in your dorm? Is your ZIM locked and loaded or stuffed in the sock drawer? Does the devil horn trigger you? Okie dokie? Eye of horos throw you into a tailspin? Little St. James make your stomach drop? Discovering just how sick these people are keeping you wake at 3:33? Does the long dark walk along the ditch asking yourself “how could Hillary lose” have you fearing the reaper? Fearing the awakening? Fearing revelations? Fearing the sheeple?
Fear is a funny thing. It doesn’t discriminate. Both sides of no mans land knows its sting. Left and right have swallowed that jagged little pill. Many have fallen. Few have mastered. Many Jedis have lost sleep once face to face with the enormity of a fleet of imperial battle cruisers. Even Skywalker slept with one open the night of November 22nd, 1963. Even Kenobi looked under his bed on September 11th. And Pearl Harbor. And Gulf of Tonkin. And the German Reichstag. And Columbine. Oh yes…many a Jedi have suffered major heartaches. Major setbacks in this war. Major fear factors. And if a Jedi says he or she has been fearless from the very first 101 class…I either call BS or you are the chosen one. Neo. But even Neo had moments of doubt and pain. Neo did not start out Neo. But no one ever said conquering fear would be the easy path. No one ever said there were roses behind the great curtain. No one ever said mastering your domain (heh heh) would be a cake walk. Did you know Jedis in the matrix don’t awaken sheep past a certain age? The indoctrinated mind can’t take it. The wonder of a Matthew 18 child has been squashed by too many years of matrix programming. Ego and knowitallness rule the roost. I know the earth is round. I know the news tells me the truth. I know the freedom dividend is the doormat to Heaven.
But the Alliance, much like Morpheus, had no choice. Time is not on the Jedis side, Neo. A new world is coming. Like a sledgehammer. The war has climaxed. Some of the sheep must awaken. We can’t get them all, but we must try for as many starfish as we can. Some must see the light. In a world full of a scrubbed internet, even if it’s 1% of 1% of 1%...some sheep must get on board. Not ideal they are past the wonder of a child age, but we are at war. And desperate times call for desperate measures. The Jedi council voted. We must wake them. We must try. We may not succeed with all, but every padawan who hears the clarion call is one more Jedi training in the army of the light. You’ll feel better after you throw up.
He’s gonna pop….
Well said….nailed it. Q
And how about the other side of no man’s land? The nazis? The Sith? The vrill? You got eyes on Wonder Woman? Good catch on the drone pedovores comparing human children to baby lobsters. So much to digest with Donald Marshall. I hate to admit it but that makes perfect gross lobster sense. I guess we’re just sea bugs in their eyes. With no souls or hearts. Just machinery for their amusement. I will never eat veal again. Tip your waitress. Do not try the veal. But I digress.
Fear has been an unknown concept for the highest levels of the pyramid. 13 families playing games for power. A real time game of thrones. Jerry Jones paying for Ezekiel Elliot with a natural gas investment? Yeaaaaa….riiiight. It must be nice to live without fear way up there in the penthouse suite. But just below? It’s a regular fear smorgasbord over here. Fear is a great motivator says the Sith. Fear of what? Loss of reputation? Life? Power? Death of family? Endless clone zone torture? Mockery? Derision? Fear of being a clod? Fear is power on that side of no mans land. And for what? How did I get here? Make a deal with the devil for beads? To be a magician in the matrix? Why? What’s your why? We all want to be big starts…we got different reasons for that. Mr. Jones told me that. She’s looking at you. I don’t think so….she’s looking at me. Mr. Jones says we all want to be big stars but we don’t know how. Or why. I would like to be Bob Dylan but he’d like to be someone a bit more funky. Where do I sign? Is it that easy with the Devil? Out on the crossroads? Talent is a download? I know kung fu. I wanna be a rock star…no…someone more important…like an actor. Give me the power. Give the magicians book of secrets. Give me the blue pill. Give me the television. I wanna see me staring right back at me. Give me a bottle, Mr. Jones….we’re going to be big stars…..
Do we have a deal, Mr. Radin?....
Unfortunately, that’s the illuminatzis game. Create a lack filled world and the fish will jump on your boat. Not very sporting, if you ask me. But hey, these guys hunt naked children so not sure what I was expecting. If the Sith didn’t cheat, we wouldn’t be here. We would have gotten our blessings on 911 and not the biggest false flag on American soil. Cancer would have been cured by now. Med beds a plenty. Replicators on every corner. But it’s all about power and control from a higher brain function with these guys. Well…maybe not a higher brain function. Maybe the Vril did one thing and they did it very well. Cloning. You add that to the nazi theology and baby….you got a stew going. Like chocolate and peanut butter. These da*n nazis found a way into worldwide power and control. Gotta give it to Hitler. Inspired from a book, he rolled up his sleeves and followed his dreams. Escaped a hangman’s noose and died an old man. In peace. Pretty good magic trick, Adolf. Had me fooled. I guess it’s true….ambition does bites the nails of success…
But for all those minions who signed your one sided contract with no escape clause, I finally know their fear. I haven’t got eyes on the contract, but I’m starting to put the pieces together. Taken me a while. Longer than anticipated. But now I and we know your fear. It’s all they left you. Wrapped in a mink coat in the VIP section. Everything else?....it’s just beads. It’s an illusion. Lobster used to be trash food. What you thought was power, was only fear. Now power without fear is probably a nice thing. But anyone who signed a devil’s deal, does not have that luxury. Few do. Few Siths have it. But don’t feel alone. Here I am. Here we are. Fear is all they left me too. Is fear all they left us? Fear of speaking the truth? Fear of hearing a type 3 scream in your face? Fear of a Tuesday Wednesday heart attack? Fear of hidden cameras at the clone zone? Fear of breaking your mamas’ heart? Fear of letting your fans down? Fear of the jungle? Fear of being out in the cold? Oh yes…fear is a great motivator. But then again…so is the ZIM.
For those of you who just went thru freshmen orientation, those Q and Wonder Woman articles are perfect 101 articles. FYI…vrill was not 101 for old Heisenberg. I had easy classes. Espanol 101. Donde esta la biblioteca? 911 insole job 101. Jekyll Island: the history of fiat money 101. Soft balls. But many of the 101 classes I took have been scrubbed. Maybe you bought into the ZIM and an easy payday. Money isn’t a bad motivator either. But it only works in a lack world. That’s the secret magicians trick. Buying the ZIM could be seen as entering a contract as well. Kind alike a with great power comes great responsibility kinda thing. What will you do with all that power when the meek inherit the earth? That one takes years to answer correctly. But did you notice the little fine print on the bottom of each ZIM? You will be subject to a battlefield education. You will learn about ugliness that may put fear in your heart. You may get thrown in the deep end of the swamp. Like farmers showing up with pitchforks to enlist not knowing what a flank is. What’s your talent said the queen to the boy. What’s your answer? Have you taken knowing your enemy 101? Knowing your talent 201? Which kind of superhero are you? Because the Jedis could use somebody. Somebody like you. And all you know. And how you speak. Whatever talent the holy spirit gave you, bring it to the table. And don’t be shy. This spiritual war has created many love affairs. Make a scene. Like lovers do. On the silver screen. How can love not be bred in this place? Fighting the struggle…willing to die for one’s race is a romance. Willing to lay one’s life for those who will never appreciate it is a love song for the ages. This is the greatest show in the universe right now. And the big stage…the bright lights…the VOX amplifier…have no place for fear. Only the good die young.
What does fear inoculum mean? Not sure, but I know what fear means. I know what fear does to people. I know it causes them to act irrationally. I know it causes a sheep to run off a cliff. I know it causes one to make bad life decisions. I know it causes one to kill their brotherman. A little dread on dread violence. Why don’t you just leave that raging bull? But he loves me, mama. And he says he’s going to be a dentist. Spoiler….that ain’t love. What do you know about love, Heis? Who said that? bender is that you? I didn’t see you come in. Just show up?
You mess with the bull you get the horns, mister. But fair Q. What do I know about love? What does anyone know about love? Like true true love? In that even possible in the nazi matrix? With jaded minds chasing the almighty dollar and fame? In a lack filled concrete jungle forcing us to step on the backs of our brothers and sisters just to eat? And if by chance you luck out and hit the trust fund lottery, how can you know love chasing the lowest bidder to mow the lawn of your 13 acres Hampton estate? Pitting brother against brother? Einey miney miney moe. You eat today. You can go. How does anyone stay clean in this world? Some poor homeless soul….someone…somewhere…at sometime will remind even the kindest of hearts, this world has no place for love. Even the best of hearts gets broken watching the innocent work 3 jobs for peanuts. Wishing one could give the shirt off their backs, but then what would he wear? Give the homeless guy everything in his wallet but what would he buy food with? Or pay rent? Players gotta play? Phooey, Alfalfa. Players gotta live.
So the illuminati created this perfect (for them) world where even the most enlightened of souls is hammered by guilt and helplessness on the daily for how the poor live. Dog eat dog. Pretty sure Jesus did not say that. Justification. Sorry, don’t have any cash on me. Just trying to survive. Just trying to keep my head out of the guillotine basket in town square. Just trying to keep from being Paul Walkered in the dirt pit at club Vertigo. This matrix is a game. This matrix is not a game.
That’s a bitter true love anti argument. And if that rings true to you, what is the closest we can get to true love? Is it to runaway to live and fight another day? For a day after the ZIM blossoms? Miss you already, Bob. Manana. Or is it self-sacrifice? To lay down one’s favorite leather jacket over a puddle for a lady and not just in the hopes of a happy ending. To give away every dollar you own so others can eat? Even if that means you starve. Even if you know a deep state government won’t come to the rescue. There is no illuminati cavalry. Good name for an ironic hipster band. If you don’t step up that one may die. If you do step up and get Seth Riched, who will be around to distribute the St Germain/ZIM/dong blessings to the sheep? Who will fill the troffs if I fall? Ahhh…..Daniel San. Therein lies the rub. Do I help humanity awaken now or save it for later? Do I lay my favorite jacket down for the sheep now or later? Am I cool hand Luke or waiting for the cavalry? I don’t know. I don’t know what true love is yet. This matrix has chipped away at my Matthew 18 wonderous heart that full of love. I’d like to think true love might finally be felt when humanity isn’t hit by a guilt driven sales pitch every day. I’d like to think the closest we get to true love in the matrix is self sacrifice. I would rather die like Seth Rich than live on my knees. So yea, John Bender...I may not know what love is…but I know what it ain’t…..
Got a little off track…. Fear inoculum. What does inoculum mean? Webster’s dictionary defines inoculum as “a substance used for inoculation.” Once again….so enlightening. Ok… here’s one I can work with.
inoculum - a substance (a virus or toxin or immune serum) that is introduced into the body to produce or increase immunity to a particular disease – the Free Dictionary
So it’s the feeding of small doses in order to build up a tolerance or immunity to a disease. Is fear a disease? You God da**ed right it’s a disease. Man made all the way. Just like cancer. And the flu. Don’t they tell us the flu shot is alitte bit of the flu so we get alittle sick and don’t get the flu? I guess you could ask why don’t they inoculate us with cancer so we don’t get cancer. Sad truth? They do give us cancer in small doses, they just don’t tell us. And it’s not to give us the cure. Little bits of cancer doesn’t create an immunity to it. You’re cooked. And their big idea answer to cancer is agent orange chemotherapy. Now you’re really cooked. Literally. Fry up those insides to a medium well. Chicken pox? Let’s have a pox party.
Anywho…fear. The concept of slow dripping fear to build up a tolerance in the form of a red pill is an ingenious concept. Wish I thought of it. TOOL. First record in 13 years. Gotta have something to say. That’s 2.5 years per song. How do we end the cycle of fear in the sleeping people? Hard to break an adult mind out of the matrix. But we must. There’s so much for them to fear. MSM saw to that. A slow intravenous drip of fear cut with candy crush pleasure. The kids didn’t stand a chance. Is that what truthing is all about? Introducing fear in the form of truth? I know the concept of the new world order scares you. The government is a mafia. We are living the 4th reich. Invasion of the Body Snatchers: License to Vrill is coming to your town. The fear just means the vaccine is working. And over time, you will develop an immunity to fear as enough truth is pumped into your veins. But like I mentioned, if you want to be a Jedi, time is short. If you bought your ZIM yesterday and want to get on board the patriot train, you might have to go the hard way. The truth is there if you want it. Just know, it’s cut with fear. And it has to be. For fear is the enemy’s weapon. And how can one face the enemy without knowing the enemy? Conquer your fear, dear Jedi….and you will see the enemy coming a mile away. For fear is an illusion. And they are master magicians. Fear and illusion come hand in hand in their quest for power. Truth and the light are a Jedis weapon of choice. The bluest of light sabers. A Jedi stands in the face of the Sith with no fear controlling his heart. And how pray tell did he get this way?
Fear inoculum
And that’s the word
Heisenberg
Fear Inoculum
The Runners
Girlfriend is Better
1999
Crazy Train
Let’s Dance
Pyro
Burn
Higher
Battle Born
Waiting in Vain
Ordinary World
13
And if the terrors of the night
Come creeping into your days
And the world comes stealing children from your room
Guard your innocence
From hallucination
And know that darkness always gathers around the light
If there is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
Now we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
Hmm
When the wind screams and shouts
And the sea is a dragon's tail
And the ship that stole your heart away
Sets sail
When all you've left is leaving
And all you got is grieving
And all you know is needing
If there is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
Now we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
'Cause this is a song
A song for someone
Someone like me
I know the world is done
But you don't have to be
I've got a question for the child in you before it leaves
Are you tough enough to be kind?
Do you know your heart has its own mind?
Darkness gathers around the lights
Hold on
Hold on
There is a light
We can't always see
If there is a world
We can't always be
If there is a dark
That we shouldn't doubt
And there is a light
Don't let it go out
And this is a song
A song for someone
This is a song
A song for someone
Someone like me
Someone like me
Someone like me
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