Entry Submitted by GK at 3:01 PM EDT on October 29, 2020
The lady at the grocery store was giving samples on toothpicks? Can I try it with the toothpick in case the secret flavor was... wood.
I try the latest taste sensations. If the lady at the grocery store wants me to try a new cracker or cheese or wine or dip... Baby... I'm all in. Using pretzels in place of toothpicks might be the most brilliant idea since using edible sugar wafers (cones) for ice cream.
Same is true for global currency reset gurus, latest truthers, latest truthing YT channels or social networking hangouts... I try them on like a spicy sausage with a pretzel sunk into it.
Sometimes it tastes weird right away, other times I keep returning to figure out whether I want to add it to my regular diet.
Some, like Facebook... ruined my life. I was one of the most popular people in my high school when I left. Women who were once girls from way back then sought me out as if I was just as cute and funny as then but no... Instead...They found a crazed conspiracy theorist Nazi convinced if I didn't straighten out the lies of history that they were living--- the world was going to a fiery hell. Wayyy too spicy with a bitter after taste.
When I left my past at Facebook and moved on to strangers such as yourselves I had learned one lesson. Friends and former flames of the general public, were to be avoided with truth.
I got an A in bullsh*t again. Yay me.
People, strangers, appearing already woke.... were in part my tribe, unless they were just government trolls or those with teeth sunk into favorite lies... They would either like my take on things or loathe me... But the main thing was I had grown not to give a rat's ass. Mostly because it was pretty hopeless. Besides, unless elected world dictator my ideas would slam into brick walls like everyone else's.
With the shadow ban and demonetization of my books, music, blogs and YouTube channels 20 years before everyone else I knew it meant I really upset the controllers of Silicon Valley long before the latest trend of phony victims and real victims. Phony victims are like when an agency gets an undercover Donny Brasco in place by making them seem dirty or in this case appear to be pure truthing hearts. There are some lies that absolutely had to remain a truth substitute and if one swallows the toothpick thinking it's a pretzel... Chewer beware. Caveat Empties. Not the problem of the gargantuan behemoth lie dispensers... Collateral damage. WE DO NOT CARE ABOUT INDIVIDUALS.... only collectives of corporate boards, mass consumers, networks, voting bases, focus groups, mailing lists, survey results, and team loyalty.
As brilliant as an individual might be, or charismatic or cute or loud or prolific... Nein as in the Nazi no... 1 dude does not make a movement... 1 guy on a popular blog or channel maybe but it is imperative that that one popular flavor of the month not ever say that the new cheese flavored chip was manufactured in Israel or by the kosher Nostra. Where the most enduring lies are recipes for... well... forever...
I bet they even came up with the pretzel... and the pretzel toothpick substitute... I give them that one. No one ever said they weren't clever.
I have a perfectly good explanation why I was speeding but I have to go back to World War II to explain it...
But when someone shakes the tree, rattles the trunk, starts digging at the roots of a foundational lie that enables all the other lies... STOP HIM.
The largest victory of World War II was the psychology that enabled the Kosher Nostra to dominate every argument. "But we have to because if we don't they will kill us."
And the very mention of us not being premeditated proactive in saving ourselves means you must be a nazi bastard. And even though we own the fake news and fake media and our names are in the credits, it's not us, it's the guys that aren't us.
Which brings me to that last new taste treat that tasted like lemon meringue pie with whip cream. She even looked as enticing as lemon pie with layers of cake and frosting. Her blond wholesomeness and rouge colored cheeks and round blue eyes.
I have been intrigued by her ever since the lady at the grocery store of new taste sensations gave me a plastic spoonful. She had everything. Sweet, salty, savory, chewy, crunchy, mysterious flavors... Old world secret recipes that would remain old family layers upon layers of hidden knowledge.
I watched how she mixed history and present, power and subtly, mystery, science fiction, inside knowledge and promised land with exciting new bread crumbs... I never gave myself over to her charms fully because I learned that lesson pretty well decades ago... All people disappoint... But I was intrigued.
But she gave herself away today when she said, "Hitler was offered 50 cents on the head for Jews during World War II."
I will do a part 2 to explain why this lie is a lie and the most important lie to the Kosher Nostra of all.
You didn't call out the you know who's on Facebook did you?
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The lady at the grocery store was giving samples on toothpicks? Can I try it with the toothpick in case the secret flavor was... wood.
I try the latest taste sensations. If the lady at the grocery store wants me to try a new cracker or cheese or wine or dip... Baby... I'm all in. Using pretzels in place of toothpicks might be the most brilliant idea since using edible sugar wafers (cones) for ice cream.
Same is true for global currency reset gurus, latest truthers, latest truthing YT channels or social networking hangouts... I try them on like a spicy sausage with a pretzel sunk into it.
Sometimes it tastes weird right away, other times I keep returning to figure out whether I want to add it to my regular diet.
Some, like Facebook... ruined my life. I was one of the most popular people in my high school when I left. Women who were once girls from way back then sought me out as if I was just as cute and funny as then but no... Instead...They found a crazed conspiracy theorist Nazi convinced if I didn't straighten out the lies of history that they were living--- the world was going to a fiery hell. Wayyy too spicy with a bitter after taste.
When I left my past at Facebook and moved on to strangers such as yourselves I had learned one lesson. Friends and former flames of the general public, were to be avoided with truth.
I got an A in bullsh*t again. Yay me.
People, strangers, appearing already woke.... were in part my tribe, unless they were just government trolls or those with teeth sunk into favorite lies... They would either like my take on things or loathe me... But the main thing was I had grown not to give a rat's ass. Mostly because it was pretty hopeless. Besides, unless elected world dictator my ideas would slam into brick walls like everyone else's.
With the shadow ban and demonetization of my books, music, blogs and YouTube channels 20 years before everyone else I knew it meant I really upset the controllers of Silicon Valley long before the latest trend of phony victims and real victims. Phony victims are like when an agency gets an undercover Donny Brasco in place by making them seem dirty or in this case appear to be pure truthing hearts. There are some lies that absolutely had to remain a truth substitute and if one swallows the toothpick thinking it's a pretzel... Chewer beware. Caveat Empties. Not the problem of the gargantuan behemoth lie dispensers... Collateral damage. WE DO NOT CARE ABOUT INDIVIDUALS.... only collectives of corporate boards, mass consumers, networks, voting bases, focus groups, mailing lists, survey results, and team loyalty.
As brilliant as an individual might be, or charismatic or cute or loud or prolific... Nein as in the Nazi no... 1 dude does not make a movement... 1 guy on a popular blog or channel maybe but it is imperative that that one popular flavor of the month not ever say that the new cheese flavored chip was manufactured in Israel or by the kosher Nostra. Where the most enduring lies are recipes for... well... forever...
I bet they even came up with the pretzel... and the pretzel toothpick substitute... I give them that one. No one ever said they weren't clever.
I have a perfectly good explanation why I was speeding but I have to go back to World War II to explain it...
But when someone shakes the tree, rattles the trunk, starts digging at the roots of a foundational lie that enables all the other lies... STOP HIM.
The largest victory of World War II was the psychology that enabled the Kosher Nostra to dominate every argument. "But we have to because if we don't they will kill us."
And the very mention of us not being premeditated proactive in saving ourselves means you must be a nazi bastard. And even though we own the fake news and fake media and our names are in the credits, it's not us, it's the guys that aren't us.
Which brings me to that last new taste treat that tasted like lemon meringue pie with whip cream. She even looked as enticing as lemon pie with layers of cake and frosting. Her blond wholesomeness and rouge colored cheeks and round blue eyes.
I have been intrigued by her ever since the lady at the grocery store of new taste sensations gave me a plastic spoonful. She had everything. Sweet, salty, savory, chewy, crunchy, mysterious flavors... Old world secret recipes that would remain old family layers upon layers of hidden knowledge.
I watched how she mixed history and present, power and subtly, mystery, science fiction, inside knowledge and promised land with exciting new bread crumbs... I never gave myself over to her charms fully because I learned that lesson pretty well decades ago... All people disappoint... But I was intrigued.
But she gave herself away today when she said, "Hitler was offered 50 cents on the head for Jews during World War II."
I will do a part 2 to explain why this lie is a lie and the most important lie to the Kosher Nostra of all.
You didn't call out the you know who's on Facebook did you?
______________________________________________________
If you wish to contact the author of any reader submitted guest post, you can give us an email at UniversalOm432Hz@gmail.com and we'll forward your request to the author.
______________________________________________________
All articles, videos, and images posted on Dinar Chronicles were submitted by readers and/or handpicked by the site itself for informational and/or entertainment purposes.
Dinar Chronicles is not a registered investment adviser, broker dealer, banker or currency dealer and as such, no information on the website should be construed as investment advice. We do not support, represent or guarantee the completeness, truthfulness, accuracy, or reliability of any content or communications posted on this site. Information posted on this site may or may not be fictitious. We do not intend to and are not providing financial, legal, tax, political or any other advice to readers of this website.
Copyright © 2020 Dinar Chronicles
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