OCCULT WAR: Declaration
You Think Things Can't Get Worse, But Oh They So Very Much Can
“Joe Biden became President tonight. He embraced his role as Commander-In-Chief in the war against MAGA. He’s a wartime president now.” — @duty2warn
“Mankind is experiencing the outbreak of World War Three.” — Jorge Mario Bergoglio, 9/1/22
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I’m sorry, but this surreality horror show of the American Apocalypse is getting so next-level absurd I’m genuinely finding it both hard to take and hard to take seriously.
I mean, #PedoHitler was trending on Twitter last night. Is that funny? Sick? A Sign O’ The Times? Not even President Orange ever got #hashtagged anything that openly contemptuous. Then again, even on his worst days the Bad Orange Man never went full retard fascist, nor did either of his daughters ever claim in an abandoned diary that she was sexually abused and forced to shower with her dad into her teens. So there’s that.
Still, this was the WTF political speech to end all WTF political speeches in America, if this is still America. Clint Eastwood lecturing an empty chair has got nothing on the President pretty much declaring half the country domestic terrorists.
Thursday’s gas station sushi nightmare evening “programming” from Philadelphia was the epitome of history repeating itself, first as tragedy, then as farce. It was Michael Bay channeling Leni Wiesenthal on a bad acid trip. It was a grotesque Grand Guignol theatrical extravaganza, crazed and over-the-top in its eerie blood-red satanic color palette, its late 30’s design aesthetic, its pair of vaguely ominous silent Marines used as backdrops.
Of course there was the production’s falling star, “Dark Brandon,” a seemingly demonically possessed antagonist railing about a “MAGA threat to this country and the foundation of the Republic” and “a clear and present danger to our democracy,” inverting accusations of fascism like some kind of two dimensional comic book villain not worthy of Alan Moore & David Lloyd’s disconcertingly prescient V for Vendetta.
But that wasn’t enough fodder for a Mel Brooks version of the 13th season of American Horror Story. Few are reporting it today, but if you watched the White House stream, or one of the rare networks that showed the speech live (only regime lapdog “news” channels CNN and MSNBC did), you heard a couple guys with bullhorns bellowing “Fuck Joe Biden!” throughout Ashley’s dad’s sinister speech.
The White House, CNN and other networks have since re-worked their videos’ audio to largely muffle the chants, but you can still hear how much it distracted our modern Mussolini-lite, because Biden referred to them repeatedly: First when noting the nation was in “our darkest moments, like you’re hearing in that bullhorn,” then a few minutes later when, visibly annoyed, he went off-script and said the hecklers “[a]re entitled to be outrageous. This is a democracy.”
The whole things was…was…well, it was unlike anything I ever dreamed I see in my lifetime. Yet, even as I type that, I recall, not for the first time, not for the 100th time, the wise older prophet guy (I’d tell you who, if I could remember) who told me at Anarchapulco in 2019 that we were hurtling into an Age of Revelation that is going to clearly bisect the wheat from the chaff, the Good from the Evil, the sacred from the profane. You’re going to be forced to choose.
He also said that Evil would be full of arrogance and self-delusion, and that every authoritarian effort would only undermine its standing, the same way a handful of sand slips more and more through your fingers the tighter you struggle to grasp it.
Still, all that said, even sourcing myself, even remembering what that gentleman prophesied—what went down last night in Philadelphia didn’t seem real. I can’t get my head fully around it.
Really. Really. What is going on here? Last night’s deliberately over-the-top theatrical production wasn’t just beyond the pale, it was beyond the horizon, beyond the planet, next dimension, next level stuff. WHAT IS GOING ON?!?
Are ancient broken puppet Bo Xiden’s handlers so completely off-the-rails and tone deaf they don’t see how awful these optics are?
Or do they not care? Are they 100% sure they have everything locked down, comfortable they can afford to turn the final lap towards the abattoir into the blackest comedy ever? (SEE: Tim Dillon)
Or, as a few of the remaining “Q” psyop adherents are trying to counsel me, does this confirm Trump and his team of so-called "White Hats" really are in control, and what we saw last night was an over-the-top “enjoy the show” production to convince even the dullest normies that the globalist fascists took over quite a while back, long before the stolen election, and there’s going to be a reverse coup (an inversion of an inversion?) to “take the country back”? I just need to “Trust the Plan!”
Uhhhhh…no. Let me say right here that I don’t think the last option is the case. I might consider it, I might inhale the hopium, if the country wasn’t being invaded, five million illegal, unregistered “refugees” in 18 months, most of them men of wartime fighting age (16-25), very few women, even fewer families, but an unsettling amount of children who get put on planes once they get here and then…disappear.
Again: No. We’ve given away too much money overseas. We’ve surrendered too much cutting edge military weaponry. We’ve let too many Americans die, first from the overblown virus because valid treatments were withheld, now because of the risky mRNA injection.
So, sorry, I’m not buying the “Q” crowd’s Establishment PANIC (“Patriots Are Now In Control”) narrative. There’s been too much damage, too many children suffering, too much death. I sense human sacrifice, not salvation.
Where do we go from here? What’s going to happen next? Well, digging through my old Facebook posts, I conjured up this memory from April 21st, 2021:
I heard a story over the weekend that reminded me of warnings about FEMA camps from Fritz Springmeier, author of Bloodlines of the Illuminati, back in January.
Bloodlines of the Illuminati was published in the mid-1990s. I read it in the early 2000s, after 9/11, when shit started to get real and real weird. The book cost $995 back then (Mr. Springmeier had been jailed, his book pulled from circulation) but I borrowed it from somebody in Baltimore who had it and who I now realize was an occultist and probably had me pegged as a fellow traveler of some sort.
Today, things are so weird you can download Bloodlines of the Illuminati for free from the CIA website.
In any event, here's the story, not mine, written by somebody else after they told me about it. I asked for a recounting in prose. This is it:
"I know a woman whose husband is very high up in [a large mining corporation]. They live in the fanciest area of [big Canadian city] and they have a lot of money. Their kids actually attended the school where [Canadian PM] Justin Trudeau taught when he was a teacher in British Columbia—apparently he was a big fan of Eyes Wide Shut-style gay orgies and was very flamboyant as a young man.
"This woman is always a trip because she's always hobnobbing with all these rich people at major galas and traveling all over the place. She's pretty red-pilled cause mining doesn't fuck around and you learn how the world really works.
"Before going any further, I'll say this is all anecdotal. Second hand. So don't take it too seriously. But this woman married to the mining guy was telling me about a conversation she had with a woman from Colorado who she met at one of those gala dinners.
"The woman she met said she and her husband like to hike & camp, they do it a lot. Once, they were out on a multi-day hike in the Colorado wilderness, and suddenly they came upon train tracks in the middle of the forest. Based on their maps, there was no mention of train tracks or really any sort of infrastructure anywhere.
"So they decided to follow the tracks and see where they went. What they eventually found were hundreds of stainless steel train cars, shuttled off to side tracks that ran alongside the main rail line. The train cars had no decoration, were made purely of metal, with a few windows, and had restraints built into each seat. Shackles.
“She said they got really uncomfortable and headed back from there. But she said it wasn't just a train or two, they were lined up for as long as they could see.
"If i'm being honest, it sounds a little too 'fear porn'-y to be true—that's my gut feeling. But i thought it interesting, compared to the trains that hauled off the Jews and others in World War II.
"Funny thing is, though, if it's true, you could argue either side quite easily. They could be to haul everyone off to some kind of modern concentration camps, or they could be for the mass arrests of corrupt officials, all at once, all across the country. Everything's so ambiguous about what's really happening. Pick your poison."
I share that story as neither prophecy nor cautionary tale. Frankly, my guess is that it’s made up. But it’s a good story, whether you believe it or not, a Creepy Pasta pastiche transplanted to Substack. Not to mention that, the way things are going, it’s better to be overly concerned than overly complacent. Say your prayers.
The sad part is that most of the people he railed at as domestic terrorists won't take him seriously because they can't even comprehend the kind of evil he's been involved in over the years. I would imagine even if he knifed a baby in the heart and then at it on live TV they still wouldn't get it, becuase Rachael Maddow would dismiss it the next day, and they're conditioned to believe her over their own eyes. The other side is laughing at how stupid and thick their opposition is. "We can tell them, and they won't even get it" is what they're thinking today.