Is that the sky or just a cloud? Is that a cloud or something else?
“Humans are so easy to manipulate: you just give them something to hope for, and you can do whatever you want to do to them.”
Ray Horvath :)
The last 12 days, I was on a road trip, going cross-country with my wife. While I was driving, she was taking photos, coming up with new ideas for new posts, and I occasionally had a chance to take a peek at the posts on Substack. The one that took the cake was titled, “Voters Chose Hope instead of Fear” or something like that, as if the writer had never read my article on false hope and the way it is used for freezing people in the moment, turning them into compliant puppets. I wrote about this already on May 12th, apparently, to no avail:
People are simply unwilling or unable to handle the fact that they are owned:
The false prophets are talking about the Second Coming, about wars and rumors of war, plagues, diseases, mRNA instead of graphenes, and whatever else, as long as it occupies their audience’s attention.
I must salute to my readers, because they can think clearly enough to realize they are constantly being played and they prefer to live their own lives instead of lining up for the next permissions from their illegitimate governments.
All in all, the situation is exasperating. Not necessarily hopeless, because those, who have something greater in their lives than bare survival, do no lose hope. The important part is that trust/faith MUST precede hope. How else can hope be built on a rock?
You can always lose hope as long as you have trust/faith, but never lose heart.
Ahhh! Glad to hear you are home Ray. Good to hear from all. Love you guys here. Walked the dog at 5am yesterday and was confronted by the blood Moon eclipse. Beautiful and so amazed as Orion was shooting his arrow at Subaru, the Japanese name for the Seven sisters with the big red moon Harding towards the south west. Horizon.
Voting.... does it even matter at this point. I play the game. Went to vote at noonish, was signing in to the voter roll beside our governor. Jim Justice. Voted moments later in the booth next to him voting.
He’s a very large man. He’s the owner of the resort hotel where I own and operate a galley that he has never stepped foot in.
He looked me in the eye prior to wandering to our respective voting booths. I extended my hand, which. He grasped with his two very large paws, introduced myself, and informed him as to my position of shop owner at his resort, the Greenbrier Hotel.
Not even a wee bit of registering this transaction on his face as he seemed totally absorbed with who else may be in the room.
Not human.
Oh well😂
Our country is now so divided, it seems that it's really two very different countries both occupying the same landmass. I wonder how soon before the national divorce takes place?
For a country that calls itself free and of a representative republic, the only people who really are free are the ones who have their eyes open and are noticing the decit.