Through microwave harassment, I am forced to engage in endless conversations with deranged imbeciles.
The perverts and losers, white trash, that NSA employs, want to make their betters feel bad, as they seek to destroy us.
They constantly taunt us with the rape, abuse, and destruction of our loved ones, all that is dear and holy, while they lie.
In my case, they harp continually on my daughter’s abuse and her estrangement from me.
I have given up more than half a million dollars for my daughter–and millions more in lost opportunities.
But now my daughter won’t speak to me because I remember our abuse and I maintain this site.
So the scum hired by the fusion center constantly ask if I have regrets.
I have none–except that I let my daughter watch too much television when she wasn’t engaged in aikido, jiu jitsu, ice skating, skiing, horseback riding, swimming, playing musical instruments, and travelling to places like Hawaii, Alaska, Big Sur, Maine, and Florida–not to mention the mountains and the beach.
TV is poison, and an otherwise active life is no excuse for placing yourself in a vegetative state so you can be programmed by the New World Order.
I made a mistake, but I don’t beat myself up about it.
It’s easy to see the enemy’s game: They are worthless losers that tell lies as they seek to make their betters feel bad.
My colloquies with the trash from DHS, USAF, and their affiliates recall eternal return.
Eternal recurrence is exactly the kind of useless question with which pseudo-intellectual losers try to steer you to feelings of helplessness, hopelessness, and regret; but anyone worth their salt quickly overcomes the so-called problem.
It is easy to cut the Gordian Knot.
To see the use of eternal return, or eternal recurrence, to confuse the gullible, let’s ask Alice.
“I don’t understand you,” said Alice. “It’s dreadfully confusing!”
“That’s the effect of living backwards,” the Queen said kindly. “It always makes one a little giddy at first.”
“Looking backwards!” Alice repeated in great astonishment. “I never heard of such a thing!”
“But there’s one great advantage in it, that one’s memory works both ways.”
“I’m sure mine only works one way,” Alice remarked. “I can’t remember things before they happen.”
“It’s a poor sort of memory that only works backwards,” the Queen remarked.
Anything that shows up in the programming classics, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland or Through the Looking-Glass, by the masonic child molester, Charles Dodgson, alias Lewis Carroll, shouts Illuminati.
We are not going to let these losers get in our way.
Not even Nietzsche, who was destroyed by the scum, let that happen.
Check out his analysis below, through which the man overcomes fear and paralysis to reach a joyful acceptance of his life.
What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you:
“This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence.”
Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus?
Or have you once experienced a tremendous moment when you would have answered him:
“You are a god and never have I heard anything more divine.”
Not even Yeats, who was misled by the Order of the Golden Dawn, got hung up on eternal return.
Check out his analysis below, through which the man comes to a joyful acceptance of his life.
I am content to follow to its source
Every event in action or in thought;
Measure the lot; forgive myself the lot!
When such as I cast out remorse
So great a sweetness flows into the breast
We must laugh and we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest.
Yeats arrived through a supposed conversation between two parts of himself in “A Dialogue of Self and Soul.”
You know? Like alters?
Or when you’re talking to yourself?
Those are symptoms of microwave harassment.
P.D. Ouspensky, through his immersion in the Gurdjieff Work, overcame eternal recurrence.
Even Bill Murray found the right answer!
But the scum don’t get it, as they clutter Groundhog Day with satanic cartel signaling.
Murray could have picked any day to address eternal return, but he picked Candlemas.
That’s the day celebrated above.
The Virgin of Candelaria is the patron saint of the Canary Islands.
You know? The Canary Islands?
That’s the programming center where The Prisoner takes place.
You know? The Prisoner?
That’s the classic t.v. show that tells you about MK-ULTRA–so I use Number Six as my nom de plume et guerre!
Candlemas, otherwise known as Groundhog Day, conflates with the satanic holiday of Imbolc.
As noted in my article below, on the luciferian calendar, the New World Order is obsessed with magic numbers and days.
As noted in my article below, on satanic cartel signaling, the New World Order is obsessed with symbols.
Candlemas, otherwise known as Groundhog Day, is the day that commemorates the presentation of Jesus at the Temple through which, in accordance with Leviticus 12, a woman was to be purified by presenting a lamb as a burnt offering and a baby dove as a sin offering–thirty-three (33) days after a boy’s circumcision.
Do you see the use of the masonic number?
The Freemasons, who run an international crime syndicate, involved in child molestation, rape, and human trafficking, seem connected to Groundhog Day.
Check out the hats.
Technically, it’s the Elks, an offshoot of the Masons, that lie behind the holiday, but they seem equally culpable.
As my friend, Dr. Katherine Horton, points out, hunting is cartel slang for the gang rape of boys, just as fishing is cartel slang for the gang rape of girls.
So the symbol we also find in the Order of St. Hubertus, which killed Justice Scalia, seems telling.
Look! There it is in Jägermeister–a favorite of their slaves.
And there it is in a trophy of Saint Hubertus.
You know how rapists love trophies….
These are the white trash that the Illuminati send against me.
I find it hard to tell the difference.
Regardless of their social station.
And I find pictures like the following, of Elks Rodeo Queens, deeply disturbing.
Most victims do not remember because of the use of date rape drugs, like scopolamine, which stop memories from even forming.
So what’s going on in Punxsutawney–given the descriptions of an Inner Circle, a secret language, and the drinking of elixir?
Like the adrenochrome that satanic conspirators in Hollywood extract from the children they sexually abuse on magic days in their sick luciferian rites?
Not to mention the use of a groundhog in Pennsylvania’s Lottery.
The odd symbolism of this racket recalls child sacrifice described by Shirley Jackson.
Maybe Groundhog Day is not as innocent as it appears.
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