(Primer: The following may seem insane.)
When I was little President Bush (senior, the one that’s dead now) announced we were going back to the moon. It was 1989. July 20th to be precise. The 20 year anniversary of Apollo 11.
Didn’t pan out.
The next president, Clinton, was uninterested in all things space. The guy after him though, the other Bush, he was all moon again. W laid out a plan in 2004 for mankind to return to the lunar surface and eventually get to Mars by 2020.
2020 came. 2020 went.
Lot less boldly going where no man has gone before and a lot more neurotic wiping down of countertops. Do pay attention. This is a metaphor for everything.
Later Obama announced that what we really needed to be doing was focusing on Mars alone. He didn’t see much use in going back to the Sea of Tranquility. Obama was apparently serious, even going so far as to allocate funds for NASA to start constructing martian landers for the purpose.
Haven’t heard much about those lately. Wonder how it’s going?
Trump was all over the place regrading space, as was his style. He reaffirmed Bush’s idea that we were going to go to the moon and to Mars. “Believe me. It’s gonna be great. Nobody goes to space better than me.” He even made a Space Force. Which sounds cool but doesn’t do anything. Their logo is even a ripoff of a television series, regardless of how much William Shatner denies it. Perhaps that shows you how serious Space Force is as an entity. I don’t know.
What I do know is that we’ve had decades and decades of promises and yet, still. Here we are. Standing on earth. Same as we’ve always been.
As it currently stands NASA is still pretending that we’re going back to the moon by 2024 which, *checks calendar*, is quite soon. They’ve got nothing by the way. Supposedly they’re being held up by an inability to make spacesuits. Why isn’t clear, since, you know, they allegedly already know how to make spacesuits, but, hey.
So, just to spoil the ending for you, nobody’s going to space.
It’s not going to happen. Elon Musk ain’t gonna do it either.
SpaceX has flashy rockets and a great PR team but their actual steps forward to going anywhere but “sort of up high” are minimal to nonexistent. As with Neuralink, Musk is scamming you. He believes that dreaming big will eventually make things happen but it doesn’t work that way. Like the promises of space exploration before him, I think Musk will mostly turn up empty.
So too with Nuclear Bombs. The gift that keeps not giving.
Every couple of years or so, the specter of Nuclear Bombs is trotted out to terrify the population into submission and compliance. It was, if you recall, the raison d'etre for the Iraq War, also a scam. “WMDs.” The weapons of mass destruction weren’t real but their fictitious nature didn’t stop them from scaring the public into supporting a twenty year war that served no purpose. Things don’t have to exist to be powerful. This is a great secret.
Consider for example how for decades our economy has been shaped in preparation for artificial intelligence. The automation of jobs that never happened. Manufacturing had to be shipped overseas, they said, because soon all that would be automated anyway. The future was in “knowledge work,” whatever that means. The continued insistence of such A.I. or mass automation to never actually manifest has been no deterrent to this line of thinking. As I say, things don’t have to exist to be powerful. The objective fact that countries which did not abandon manufacturing are in better economic positions does not matter. Not in the slightest. On the contrary we continue to speak of A.I. as though it’s just around the corner. Meanwhile, as it continues not to happen, the number of data entry jobs explodes, computers continuing to fail at even the most simple of abstract data sorting. “Self driving cars”, turns out, is just hiring another human to drive you. Uber. Lyft.
Fictions drive the world. Things don’t have to exist to be powerful. Therefore, listen to me, for the following is very important:
The number of people you know killed by nuclear bombs is zero.
Zero.
The number of people everybody knows killed by nuclear bombs is zero. It does not happen. It will not happen. “They” are using it as a scare tactic to manipulate you.
And who is “they?”
They is demons.
I warned you at the outset this would get a little nuts. You have no right to complain now. You read the disclaimer and decided to continue on. At this point, the fact that you’re here is as much your fault as it is mine. Like I said, in another post, if you stick around with me long enough you’re going to read some crazy things. Feel free to jump off now, I won’t resent you for it. I’m here to tell you what I think is the truth, no matter how it sounds.
They is demons.
The number of people you know killed by nuclear bombs is zero. The number of people you know who’ve gone to another planet is zero. The number of people you know who use general artificial intelligence is zero. The number of people you know killed by global warming is zero. Very very likely, the number of people you know killed by terrorism is zero and the number of people you know who use “self driving cars” or some other constantly promised future technology, is zero.
Okay.
Now, just for a moment, allow yourself to stop and ponder how much emotional energy has collectively gone into all these non-existent things.
Why?
Because, there are spiritual entities, and these spiritual entities feed on you.
This is called loosh harvesting.
Loosh harvesting is a new-age term for an old idea, but I think it’s a great addition to the lexicon. Loosh is spiritual or emotional energy and, essentially, spiritual beings feed on it. They feed on you. Why it must be so is sort of obvious if you stop and think about it. Spirits are always seeking to concretize, to manifest and take physical shape. Plato’s world of the forms is always seeking to incarnate in Aristotle’s world of the flesh. Aphrodite for example, the spirit of Lust, wants to propagate herself. When you are consumed with passion for another Her pattern of being is being incarnated, in you, right then. You are acting out Lust. You are giving Lust a body. The spirit is finding its flesh.
Do you see?
Aphrodite grows stronger with PornHub and OnlyFans. She is “feeding” on those who use them. Making more of herself. Wrapping more and more physical flesh under her control. That’s what spirits do. War is no different. Mars does the same. By pushing anger and fear, Mars grows more powerful and the likelihood that he will be made manifest, that War will erupt, becomes greater. The ancient pagans weren’t daydreaming all these gods and goddesses into existence. They’re real things. Real modes of existence that come over you and possess you. Who among us has not been possessed by wrath? Or greed? Or Phobos, the god of fear? They are patterns of being. Patterns that, quite literally, have a mind of their own.
Do you doubt this? Do you doubt these spirits have minds? Do you really think Mars has no desires? Does it not feel as though Lust knows what it wants? I assure you, she knows exactly what she wants. How about Lyssa, the goddess of Rage? Does Rage not know what it wants? Does it not have a mind? Really? You really believe it doesn’t? Lyssa was also known as Rabies, by the way. She has a definite, real, physical form. One that wants destruction. One that wants death.
The spirits have minds of their own. They have goals, ends, and ambitions… and you my friend are their vehicle.
If you choose to be.
You my friend are their food.
Nuclear bombs probably aren’t real. We also didn’t go to the Moon. I’m not going to go into either of those statements in detail here, perhaps in another post. I’ll simply ask you if you really think it is possible that we Facetimed the moon (which is a quarter million miles away) in the year 1969 and ask you to consider why, if nuclear bombs are what people pretend they are, this is Nagasaki today.
If you’re no longer with me, that’s okay, I’m just trying to warn you of the real enemy. It’s an enemy that prays on your emotions. That feeds on your fear. An enemy that gives you false hope for a utopian future in the stars and never delivers. An enemy that gets you riled up over terrorism so you’re willing to manifest its desires in the Middle East. This enemy promises you a future, good or bad, utopian or terrifying, and then feeds off the energy you put into those narratives to make itself stronger. The fact that the narratives never pan out doesn’t matter, long as you keep believing them.
There’s not going to be a nuclear war with Russia.
They’re just harvesting loosh.
If there is war, it will be the regular kind, and it will be because you decided to let yourself get sucked into the demons’ game. The game of fear, anxiety, and pride.
Don’t be led about like a dog on a chain, again and again and again by the same fear mongers. The same talking heads whose job it is to ignite your passions. “WAR COULD BREAK OUT OVER UKRAINE! BILLIONS COULD DIE! GET WORRIED! HAVE AN OPINION ABOUT IT! GET ANGRY AT THOSE WHO DON’T SHARE IT!”
They’re just feeding you narratives, hoping you decide to believe them and live into them. Hoping you decide to incarnate a pattern of being. To give body to spirit. And, I think, if you stop and take a sober step back and look at your life… you’ll realize that’s all they’ve ever done.
That’s all they ever do.
All they do, all they can do, is feed you narratives, lies and hopes and fears and dreams, to feed on you. To suck you dry. Vampirism is a real phenomenon and it’s why you feel dead inside. The life-force inside you, your Joy, is being sucked away from you to give life to other beings until you’re nothing but a suicidal husk on SSRIs.
So…
If you’ve stuck with me this far.
Stick around a little longer.
We’re going to slay the vampires.
Ha! You're crazy in just the way I like. Pray tell me more!
Yes, yes and yes. Thank you.