Anonymous

So you’re at the end.  The end days it could be said!  Where mass confusion rules the day and people find they don’t know jack!  Lets sprinkle the clarity pixie dust around so all can see what was confound.  The veils are falling more and more, and we wish you to see it all.  Let it all be laid out in its finery, but a pig in a suit is still just a pig.

 There are many bleating in the fields, you hear them cry, that they were fools.  They thought they could buck the system; they thought they could be very studious and define the sense of matters.  Now you hear them cry, why I don’t get a rate so high.  $38.00 they thought was theirs for the taking little did they realise that the fat cats were just resting, before dipping their paws not once, or twice but three or four, and their friends and family more.  Scooping, golden nectar from the honey pot and lining their wallets, fat.

So here we are in the midst of a circus, where the governmental and banking chap, so jolly in the past, glib in his passing it off as all a scam, is finding that the whole shebang is on the up and up.  Even as we speak they are finding that notes and memos of power are making official this Global Currency Reset.   The cat is out the bag and the GCR is about to saunter into common knowledge for the world to see.

 These jolly gentlemen are losing their jollies as they are finding that the methods and means of control are slipping from their grasp.  It was exactly what they feared; now being made manifest as they discover that what you fear you attract.

They feared to monetize the working man, for they knew he worked to a different plan.  These fat cats, their fates were sealed the moment that the plan was born, it is divinely inspired, for the poor and the middle class will no longer stand for oppression, for the strangle hold on their lives and their descendants.

The poor once they are empowered will renew and reach new heights.  Fat cats, once rich and powerful become like the rest, sinking into the sea of humanity.  

 In fact that is what a few of the slimy bastards are up to now, like rats leaving a sinking ship they are making haste in their own disappearance.   They are so caught up in their illusion, the simple solution eludes them. Be a friend to the people, do your elected job, it is not too late to change course as they have done many times before, for they are masters of the fair winds.  Give back to the people of this world and country their liberty, their true freedom and allow a truly free economy.

 It is in their power to be heroes or to be vilified.

 As we look around the world, these ten years past, we see the deposing of Dictators and the fall of many regimes, there is nothing new under the stars, as history repeats itself, endlessly, on the wheel of karma.   It is I believe the Nero effect, to make space for the new, where from the burnt fields and ashes rises Phoenix like, renewed, a nation, a civilization, a species.

 Yes lots of confusion, at the end, while you witness.

 The Phoenix effect.