Cresting The Watershed

I was shocked the other day. I spotted my blog listed on another site and it said 3 weeks since my last post. What is up with the passage of time at the moment – blink and you miss it.

I’ve been spinning my own wheel in the rat race at full speed and wrapping myself in knots doing it. What for? It’s not for monetary gain as we all know that’s a crock of shit. It certainly not for pleasure.

It boils down to being a well trained little drone. The idea of doing the best we can, of having a strong and independent work ethic all make for chucky being a very dull boy. I also have a belief in the virtue of giving one’s word and keeping it.

What does this mean for the reader? Absolutely nothing I suppose. That’s just where I’ve been and I have bugger all positive to show for it. I have been keeping one eye on the helter skelter happenings of the time.

It is very easy to look at it all and just think we have been born into a time of madness - we haven’t. We are seeing the fruition of long planned schemes. Numerous methods of herd control have been developed over the centuries and they bombard our every waking moment.

Orwell gave us some warnings of the methodology of the process. War is Peace, Ignorance is Strength etc, etc. The talking heads and the tabloid presstitutes are at it constantly. War, famine, debt, death, poverty, austerity.

They tell us that politicians have all the answers, the banks are vital to our prosperity and the state is here to help. Bwa-hahaha. No wonder everyone is going mad.

All of those that read my ranting will already be aware of the irony employed in that last sentence. It is a miracle of the human spirit that after centuries (millennia even) of this conditioning that there still remains in our species those precious individuals that simply cry bullshit!

The shocks to the mind are coming thick and fast. That is deliberately intended to speed the plan along and to keep us off balance. It would be easy to give up in frustration and confusion but I see that so many voices remain strong and steadfast.

We have been climbing a very long hill – a watershed in the course of our collective development. I feel we have finally crossed the military crest and summit is in sight. Whence from there?

The inherent fatal flaws in the NATO war machine are starting to show in the Libyan massacre. Their plans for a quick, easy smash and grab are bogging down in the North African sands. The munitions still need paying for so the war hawks carry on. Exit strategies are for pussies etc, etc.

The Egyptians are back on the streets demanding more accountability. The head of their army rejected an ‘offer’ of an IMF loan. He must have rocks so big he should carry them around in a wheelbarrow.

Syria has dropped off the MSM radar mostly as the plan is not going smoothly there either. Penny has been invaluable at keeping an eye on the developments there.

The Greeks are in open revolt against their impending slavery. Spain and Italy are finally getting the bankster treatment and will surely follow suit.

So where’s the good news you ask? 2 stories are risen into view one quietly and the other blasted over the same propaganda channels.

Here in CCTV land the muckraker supreme Murdock is very much the story in all the headlines. The behaviour of his attack dogs is not new to most of us. It was new to the consuming herd space. Digging the dirt on celebrities is one thing but going after the families of child murder victims and dead servicemen and women is another.

So, one tabloid rag was closed down in an attempt to impose damage limitation. It’s an old trick and in normal events the same beast would return with a new name and smell as foul. Not this time as more, graver revelations are hinted to come.

Secret payments to police are tales that the slave ship of state cannot be seen to ignore. Leaks are appearing that the same tricks were used against the victims of the 911 false flag. Insider dirt on the bloodlines controlling the Unemployed Kingdom is bound to follow.

Rivals in the press are working overtime to rip the bag of dirt wide open. The fan is on high speed and the splat will uncover many a lurking stink.

The second story was an article from Nick Kollerstrom that I found via the truthseeker site. Tony Farrell, a ‘Principle Intelligence Analyst’ of twelve years for South Yorkshire Police dropped a major bombshell in an official Strategic Threat Assessment report. Not the profile of the average ‘truther’.

Tony accidentally ‘woke up’ to the truth about the false flag attack on 911 by reading online material. He went on to examine the 7/7 false flag in London. He came to the same conclusion and that both were indeed false flags.

He raised his concerns with his superiors and unsurprisingly they tried to steer him back on track again. Tony decided to follow his conscience and delivered a report stating that the “real terrorist ‘threat’ to society was almost entirely of the state-sponsored kind”.

He was sent home the same day and eventually dismissed as his beliefs were “..incompatible at the moment with where we are.” No shit Sherlock! He is currently appealing that decision. All of which leaves a documented paper trail.

We are witnessing a time where the spell we have laboured under is no longer effective. The lies for wars (even when they are not called wars) are increasingly blatant and ineffectual at fooling the masses.

The ordure from the scandal in Murdock Central is poised to cross the Atlantic and splat all over the cosy network media scene. As Les Visible has repeated said this is the time of the apocalypse – the unveiling. Lots of eyes should get opened in the process and I hope they are wearing safety goggles.

Is a crack appearing in the façade of the false flag magik myths? Will the elites and bloodlines be able to use another as surely they must in the months of chaos ahead?

A few shafts of light in the tunnel have appeared. Only time will tell if it’s a train or the end of the tunnel. Thank you to all the bloggers for their tireless and dogged persistence in keeping the truth movement on track wherever it may lead.