I don’t know why I feel ‘off’ – not feeling the cold and clammy feet and hands but something weighing heavily within my chest after either receiving a phone call from Brat around 04:00pm about his signing paper works to get married in a church or reading the weblog entries by a dedicated blogger about scenarios of more ‘doom and gloom’.
It’s almost like a red flag but without the butterflies in the stomach as one of the ‘fight and flight’ response to stage fright or being married. I guess this could be a sympathetic experience. I don’t know.
This feeling I’m currently experiencing is similar to the one I’ve gotten during the ‘J@ck B!ll*’ of Florida incidence back in July 2006 to August 2006. I know what FEAR and TERROR feels like – its presence is quite heavy and reeks of rotten fish, including some sulfuric stench of aliens visiting my turf. I thought this event was too unreal, coming close to the frequency of death.
The taste of death, the fear of the unknown and the terror of helplessness turned my lips blue.
It’s like being caught in a lie within many more layers of lie. If I stay put, then I am assured a slow death anyway from starvation or from being wrapped up in a nice cocoon for the later feeding of me by evil doers (banksters). If I were to try and wiggle out for escape, I am most certainly assured a quick death as the fangs finds its mark into my fleshy system (wallet) and injects its venom into my very soul (patience).
Like the spider’s web, the control factor of obedience is very true, where telling the truth is almost next to impossible. Be quiet and complacent and you will live yet another day filled with hatred and lies by some entities who make any raw deal sound ‘too good to be true’, where hard working slaves wait for absolutely nothing but broken dreams and empty promises. Disobey and you die.
It’s that simple in a world where this alleged ‘network’ continues to practice a game of trust and confidence. Trust us and nothing could go wrong with you or your family. All the financial support and benefits will be yours for a good price – a security interest, say in the form of your souls (peace of mind). But out of free will, of course, our confidence is met when you will not squeal or tell a living soul about the production of lies thus far.
The failed banks are but an ongoing symptom of lies. I have personally summoned a ‘punishment’ to the fools (who created this fiat money in the first place), including those who willingly and knowingly participate in this (for example) mortgage scheme. The test was simple either: to serve each other selflessly, without interest or taxation for basic needs in life or to kill each other for more blood, bling or whatever bull that would make one serve this false ‘god’ of abundance, prosperity, or wealth or whatever label fits the bill.
To keep bleeding the hard working people from ever rising up from their perpetual state of poverty, like animals being brought to slaughter was never meant to go this far especially over the death of innocence, knowing that helping those in the most need has always been prevented one way or the other by authorities and governments, that being honest is not always the best policy for the sake of national security and that being nice will not ensure survival in a world where blood thirty, lizards lurk at every corner, nook and cranny and take away loved ones.
During a conversation with Maw prior to morning mass, I’ve learned that in order to keep the peace between two opposing forces (like a couple getting sick and tired of housing free loading, ungrateful relatives who were overstaying their welcome), the whistleblower (or the receiver of this message) is better off keeping the secret until the death bed. But from a different angle, if truth must be told, then it’s fair game too. Nothing could be lost except being a ‘good’ guy playing the ‘bad’ guy, who tells is like it is in this world.
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