Although the television is a mind-control device, like the internet, full of garbage, sometimes you can find something good—but that’s when your guard should be up most of all.
Last night, I stumbled upon Fritz Lang’s masterpiece, Metropolis, which is now almost one hundred years old.
You can watch the entire film, for free, below.
The work concerns cybernetics.
The work concerns robotics.
The work concerns doubles.
The work concerns the Fourth Industrial Revolution.
The work concerns decimal time.
The work concerns a central bank.
The work concerns the Tower of Babel.
The work concerns the driving of people into cities.
The work concerns secret underground facilities.
The work concerns ancient catacombs where people are sacrificed to Moloch.
And the work concerns false flag attacks.
But, then, the work holds out the wrong idea that the so-called heart—irrational, impulsive, and easily controlled by cybernetically stimulated glands—should govern our thoughts and actions.
And, then, the work holds out the wrong idea that the Tower of Babel could be good.
And, then, the work holds out the false solution of Communism.
And, then, the work holds out the false solution of Christianity.
Meanwhile, the work is full of satanic symbols.
In one way, it’s as good as The Prisoner.
But, then, it has as many wrong answers as Q-Anon—a plot I destroyed on this website.
Metropolis signals controlled opposition, while it suggests insanity, and unstable point of view, much like another masterpiece of German Expressionism: The Cabinet of Doctor Caligari.
How did I run into this obscure film on mainstream television, when I turn on the thing so seldom?
Was it a coincidence?
Or was it like all the other stupid enemy moves I have described?
It’s one “meaningful coincidence” after another….
It’s just like the synchronicity put forward by Carl Jung, who lectured at Tavistock, worked for OSS, and heard voices in his head.
Why do I find myself calling the film “the work?”
Why does its discussion of head, heart, and body evoke the same-named Work taught to me by the students of spymasters?
They almost had me going.
They actually think they can co-opt the Gurdjieff Work….
But, still, Metropolis is an excellent film, so check it out, as I correct the earlier mistakes in this article, and, just like Gurdjieff, find myself drinking his favorite drink, armagnac, usually far too expensive, but now in bottles with unbelievably low prices that just so happened to appear in my local liquor store.
Usually this quality would cost seventy dollars, but suddenly I’m finding it for thirty-five, as they drive down the price, nationwide, just for little old me.
Here’s my message back to the Deep State, the Masons, and the Illuminati, as, once again, I humiliate the fools at the Tavistock Institute, British Military Intelligence Section Seven, Army Seventh Psychological Operations, Lackland Air Force Base, the Office of Naval Intelligence, the Central Intelligence Agency, and the National Security Agency:
Thanks for the armagnac, suckers!
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