If you staged a bunch of fake war done as a movie, and then did a "making of…" documentary, it could make it tricky to sell a real war to the public in future. Hypothetically.

Good Morning Patriots.

Final results from my crazy glue stitches

https://anonup.com/thread/12828265

VK told us in May...I mean vibes :)

Plastic = Bad.

The MSM have to be kept invested in the lie, so when you flip the switch, all the trust flips to the anons. End game of Q op fast approaching. We really are the news, not hyperbole.

No wonder our hormones are so outta whack. Slow-leeching poison

Plastic.

It’s a kind of relief knowing 100% that I am an ordinary human mess with generic problems, and not controlled opposition or a paid shill. My f*ck*ps are mine to own, and nobody else’s business, but it has taught me a lot about grace and compassion. When I look at some notional peers in the movement I do wonder what lies behind their image. I bite my tongue and avoid all bitchy personal gossip. They carry their own karma. If you spend your energy raising the vibe, you can’t go wrong, as the credit all goes to the divine rather than you — so your faults don’t really matter.

I am guessing that I won't get a chance to slink off into obscurity and have a quiet life when this all goes down. Have taken a bit of a pounding for humanity's sake, and really feel it. Just want the hell of waiting to end. Doing things like public talks, which used to be my professional bread and butter, is just more stress than I feel up to.

Only job that really excites me is getting my own daughters to wake up and follow the path of truth and righteousness, so they have discernment to pick good men and have solid families. The other adults around them have let them down, and guided them away from the light. Thankfully not catastrophic.

The next few weeks promise to be historic. I am meant to be in London tomorrow, but the travel is too much, and I don't want to be away from home when the main event unfolds, even if I do want to be close to friends and family. The only thing that solely rests on my shoulders is looking after myself. Is harder than I expected right now!

I did essentially the same university degree as Zuby and at the same place. We have a lot in common, and I like his commentary a lot. Hope we get to meet some day. I found this tweet on anxiety a bit odd: https://twitter.com/ZubyMusic/status/1682470211075682304?s=20

I definitely struggle with it, in a way I did not before the war. I have been exposed to too much trauma and am a sensitive soul. It's not a question of willpower or focus as such; I just get a freeze-up when I confront tasks and content that my soul doesn't want to be provoked by any more.

We are not all built the same. I have struggled to have a stable home of my own, stable relationships, stable mental health, stable income, stable lifestyle, stable career. It's been a wild ride, and I'm OK, but get jittery from all the change I have had to go through.

Are we actually going to fully expose and erase the “elite gender inversion” Baphomet androgyn cult? Once you see its scale, power, longevity it’s one hell of a cleanup job. Hope we aren’t just bouncing around between deceptions of factions of secret societies.

Body snatchers. Soul scalping. Consciousness hijacking. Cloning. Droning. Soul traps. Time loops. Demonic possession. AI takeover. Genetic enslavement. Lots of grim possibilities out there. Not easy stuff to sleep on.

Because I absolutely know whether I am an agent, shill, grifter, etc. (hint: none) I get a privileged sense of the truth or falsehood of what others see about me and say about me. That is both what is said (true or false), as well as what isn't. This (self-)reference point serves me well in evaluating the statements made about others on the battlefield who may be of note in some way.

The idea that you can unpick all the double and triple agents, or even sift the agents from the non-agents, just by surface presentation is ridiculous. Humans are complex, too, and can be inconsistent and imperfect. Good people can be part of bad movements, and vice versa. What does seem to shine through is "raises vibe" versus "lowers vibe", which is a kind of spiritual intuitive smarts you have to develop.

I feel I have staked out the best possible seat in the auditorium at the very front of the Q movement, but as a result have to endure "the longest wakeup show in history with no bathroom breaks". It's torment having to sit through the endless staged drama to get the normies to pay attention to anything but themselves. But the seat is a really, really good one. Best view of the stage. Can almost feel the masks on the actors right in front of me. And I am BURSTING at this point for RELIEF.

https://qalerts.app/?q=Jul%2012

VK Twitter 7/10, 11:47pm EST
13 min eve of 7/11
7/11 in the video 👀

Beautiful message…✨
https://twitter.com/VincentCrypt46/status/1678611898747564033?s=20

A fifth anniversary essay. https://newsletter.martingeddes.com/p/the-final-battle-for-the-future-of?sd=pf

Need public justice to heal, progress, renew. Stuck without it, treading water. Nearly there.

Today's frens.

I feel a bit emotionally paralysed at the moment. Never know when sudden change might be launched on the world so feel unsafe travelling about. Can’t launch myself into any kind of normal work project to earn a living. Unable to focus on anything long enough to write an article or essay.

For me it’s the point where it’s unfair to ask those who did the right thing to sacrifice more to protect those who did the wrong thing. A shift in state/paradigm of society required soon. The only reasons to delay are rescuing kids and containing ruin risks.

If I put a meal in the slow cooker today then I have had a successful day. My bar for accomplishment is very low at present. A walk is a bonus. Have given everything I have to give, and now I am energetically void. Like being trapped in a prison of unbounded patience.

If you are an operator in the war then you are playing your little part in the big thing. My work is to help all people see the big thing, so they feel motivated to play their little part. The nature of such work is rather aloof, without an immediate team of coworkers in the physical world. AU is the only place to have sensible conversations about the totality of what we are immersed in, which often strains credulity and the imagination.

Cowards are afraid of getting hurt. There’s a moment when you actually get hurt, and realise in retrospect why it’s called courage. To the noble, it’s just doing what you are automatically called to do; there is no real choice. Not acting on conscience would be the destruction of your identity and sense of selfhood. Going along to get along is akin to death; absorbed into the hive mind. Nothing to lose when compared to that baseline.

The greatest harm I have personally experienced in the war is from false friends who presented a caring facade, but were really only interested in themselves. Have had to endure some cruel lessons about narcissists. Couldn’t be told, had to be shown. Ouch.