The weakness of the monster.

I’m telling you it sounds mental! It sounds mental when I say it. It sounds mental when I think about it. It sounds mental when I try to readdress it and then address it over again. It sounds mental and it never doesn’t sound mental, when I go over it, it never stops sounding mental ever, but the fact still remains if you want to make sense of the data and the evidence all of it, especially the uncomfortable stuff. It all points to some form of group of elites, who are interested in controlling global population.

The only reasons I can imagine why a person would not subscribe to that are the following:

A) They are part of the group that is not going to be affected because they are either rich beyond measure and also powerful enough or know someone, or just know someone powerful enough like so many female’s rise to the top, just be banging the right person at the right time. If you are young lady dating Leonardo DiCaprio you better hope the end of the world shows up before 25 sweet❤️ in order to be included in the 500 million our dear globalist elites seem to be so caught up on. The other group that should be included here is the bedraggled and bloodied remnants of the religious zealots of the snake eating it’s own tale of what is colloquially known as the leftist. The leftist (the lower case letter L is imperative as it shows the humility that is so often high lighted by themselves in their mercy and virtue), this group is a mish-mash of misplaced anger, people made retarded by a system that has told lies for generations and more importantly a byproduct of a system that has failed in every important area that is needed for human flourishing. This failure has resulted in the increasing risk in populations for mind parasites to spread like Whoopi collecting her propaganda cheque.

Asshole aside what I mean is, put simply this is the religious ideologue that survives while willing to and has already sacrificed themselves and everyone they love to their political party or religious cult, albeit blm ✊🏿, #metoo, or any number of stupid cults that promotes the distruction of one person for another.

B) Too busy or doesn’t care enough to do their own research, being preoccupied by the luxuries of the world and it is comfortable doing what they are told. “The narrative says this and you are a good person if you abide by the narrative.”

C) The last group is by far the most dangerous, they are those full of fear and they are many. These people are the millions, probably billions of people who are too scared of the wave of retard that crashes down whenever the shallow and fickle court of public opinion turns it’s ugly, guy from Goonies face towards whomever it feels it can devour. These people are spineless and lack character, they are pushed with the waves to and fro and sit in conformity. The same kind of countless people that sit by and allow slaves to build their luxuries or look up and away at an attempt to wipe out an entire people.

These are my people. I know they are my people because I smell cowardly, spineless and fend off spineless cowardly everyday I exist. That’s my monster, yup a cowardly fearful shrivelled up barely recognizable human. The same as any one in the most dangerous group.

I do recognize my spineless tendencies and the discomfort of kicking against the goads. I recognize my impulse for amoeba-like behaviour and fear of confrontation of the mob like the men of old trying to subdue the raping crowd baying for ass by giving the mob his daughters. I compare the two mobs intentionally here. There is no difference between the weak people now from the weak people then. They tend to congregate as strength is in numbers and everything feels okay if enough of the people around you are doing it too. It’s gross and it’s my people. It’s me and my weaker impulses. That’s my monster. Being a yeller, unkind to all I deem not part of my religion. That is me. Which is why my monster can only be defeated by truth and courage. The two things I lack the most...looking forward to the next five years.