‘Truth is has no lies. Consequence is living lies.’
I am currently unemployed. How that occurred is left to the people around me to found out for themselves. ‘The powers that be’ have done me a great favor by relieving me of my woes – working hard with unethical people who annoy me with their presence and inhaling the coughing fumes brought about by dirty resentments prior to be hired full-time about four years and four months ago to this date.
The ‘human work forces’ had asked me if I am a target. What a stupid inquiry. These people should already know that people (such as myself), who have the potential to exposure the truth about big corporation, their dealings with anything involving money (which is truly driven by greed) and harming people at all levels, are primary targets for the same ‘powers that be’ that freed me from the confines as a cubicle slave in the first place.
I may have been set as a target, if you will, recently. This is due to co-workers having read my blogs from the Yahoo! 360 accounts. The ability of these people to network and spread news related to my experiences worldwide is amazing. This is Silicon Valley. And the means to expose others for any weakness is relentless in the pursuit of getting the jobs that are done well – at the price of people being let go or left dead, whichever the price is the greatest.
One example of my exposure to being a target included ‘Jerk Turdannatto’ that would tell me I’m cold hearted and I should warm myself under the sun while working from the old building where I believe are ghosts (due to a fire from one of the electrical room nearby my desk). He would harass me with inappropriate words of endearment and rattle the paper loudly in my ear in the new tower later. He still works at this place, by the way.
Other examples included the mentioning of the author’s full name out loud by male co-workers after posting a blog about reading three angel books and the time when two male co-workers expressed how beautiful the white fluffy clouds were from the twelfth floor window by opening up the blinds after uploading several photos into my Flicker.com account. There are other creeps crawling around inside the tower and it’s in the middle of Silicon Valley.
I would hear my co-workers brag about how they love to write as well. One example is ‘Feign Hurt’, who wanted to stay full-time and do other assignments not related to her original temporary work. Also, that ‘Hard-Core Red’ of all sorts did mention her ‘A’ on a paper from years ago. I do not understand why these people, including ‘LeNaval RedEyes’, wish to impress upon me who they are when I do not care at all. They should not bother contacting me now that I’m no longer working with them.
No longer being a slave means I have free time to do researching and reports. Over the years I’ve compiled my discoveries into tidy archives. These archives are potential eye-openers, which are meant to shake the world. Every event that has affected me personally will, in effect, involve others on a grand scale. Well, for those who do not already know who I am, I have already revealed some juicy data via my poems and blogs.
But perhaps my evidence may not be valid or strong enough to warrant any action whatsoever from those who do not operate on the same page(s) as I do. Some of these people are supposed to protect us from harm and danger. And they may be the same people who live in fear for their own lives and people they love dearly. Or perhaps they have no fear because these people are by nature fearless and are unfortunately the source of our very own fears. They too should be forgiven.
I am talking about ‘the powers that be’, or TPTB as the acronym is so aptly known. These are businessmen and officials. Each one is capable of covering each other. This is yet another network of dealings that do not always get to go behind bars because they have the monetary means to pay themselves out of any mess. Their technique is to drag the innocents as a shield to protect them from going further in to the hell spit where they truly belong.
I consider myself an innocent for not knowing better and for not understanding that the world is crawling with the nasty sort of people that are called agents. These agents are sent and placed to work along side those whom they wish to win their trust and confidence. I am told that it’s not my fault for ever being a fall girl, if you will. And noone else is to be blamed except those not fully understanding how the world operates.
So shall I continue to rant and rave by blogging daily and to play their games and sign every piece of man-made document with printed words meant to confuse the lay person, who has no means to a legal representation, who by default represent ‘the powers that be’! Or shall I finally report my findings to the local news, the authorities or ‘God’?
If this world continues the path of illusion and falsehood, more people will expose the ends that promote war, famine, pestilence and death. For those who have not read my ‘Poems of Faith’, there are more beginnings and hope for those who feel like the end the world is near.
The end of ‘the powers that be’ is near for those who do not offer justice and balance and for those who do not allow the operators to intervene on our behalf. Somehow I sense the tipping of the scales is occurring at the moment. We will find found sooner than later and better now than never.
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