‘Report.’
‘We’re stuck, Master. It is proving too difficult to get around their Constitution. It still stands stubbornly in our way, - ’
‘An inanimate object can’t be said to be ‘stubborn’.’
’Shaddup. This is serious.’
‘Just sayin’.
‘As I was ‘just sayin’…’
‘Sorry.’
‘ - still in our way, other than by the laborious amending process built into it.’
’Still, we have made some good progress by that means. The 16th, as key example.’
‘But it’s so slow.’
‘I agree. So What do we do.’
‘I’ve got it.’
‘Speak.’
‘We change it in their minds.’
‘What?’
‘Go on.’
‘From a contract, to a simple document, that can be changed - excuse me; that can change, over time, by mere usage.’
‘Go on. I’m listening.’
‘Call it ‘a living document,’ and we can change it - excuse me; that can change, by a - you should excuse the expression - ‘legal’ tool called ‘precedent’.
‘I’m gettin’ it.’
‘Build in little chinks in the armor, so to speak, until it collapses into our hands.’
‘Brilliant.’
‘Good thinking.’
‘What do you think, Master?’
’Still slow. But worth a try. Go thou and do.’
And so they did. Coupled with a demonizing attack on the Founding Fathers, to divorce the goyim from any loyalty to their national roots, and make it easier for their takeover.
Brilliant.
But not so ’fast,’ my dears.
There’s a little thing called ’truth’ still in the way of your machinations. And I for one am not interested in what humans have built up, in either their political or, roughly speaking, ’spiritual’ institutions. If those structures have not stayed true to their underpinnings - whether those underpinnings themselves are valid or not; to say, built on the rock of Truth - such edifices are built more out of sand than concrete, and will collapse of their own accord, in the withering Light of
Truth.
As they are about to. Before - to speak first of the political realm - the other device that the nation wreckers have to employ is utilized. Which is a device called ‘a national emergency’. By which The Powers That Be - about to become The Powers That Were - can utilize a 'crisis' to have their man in the Oval Office declare Martial Law, and thus destroy the Constitution - this ‘block,’ this stone in their way, to total takeover - that way, in one fell swoop, rather than by ‘the death of a thousand cuts’ that it has been and is being subjected to to this point in time. And if ‘natural’ circumstances won’t give them their ‘national emergency' excuse, they will create it themselves, in such as a false flag op.
As one of their acolytes has said: ‘Never let a good crisis go to waste.’
It’s in the spirit of the idea that if business is slow, start a fire, in order to sell ‘them’ buckets.
‘Them’: the stupid goyim.
Excuse me: that’s an oxymoron. Isn’t it? to our erstwhile Masters??
The Jews of a special kind. Babylonian Talmudists. (A/k/a Rothschild Zionists.) Many of whom are not true Jews anyway; but rather are Khazars, where their king converted them en masse to Jewry, as befitting his ambitions. Which origins, acted out, over and over, got the European Jews expelled from nation after nation, over time, for trying to take them over, and extend their (‘rightful’) kingdom, over the - you should excuse the expression - stupid goyim.
Cattle.* To be manipulated - and culled - at will, by
The Chosen People.
Chosen, by their tribal god.
One of many of such gods. Way back in human history.
About to be supplanted. By
the real thing.
Of a sort. To speak briefly of the 'spiritual' realm.
Which will be speaking - and quite clearly - for itself.
Very soon, now.
Since it's the end of the Age anyway.
And the beginning of the New One.
Taking us beyond Time.
For those who are ready.
The others? Well; they can create a whole new Scenario, to act out their chosen parts in.
Over and over.
Until they get more than their lines right.
But get the meaning right, as well.
Since words do have meaning.
Although, not so's many of them have noticed.
Yet.
Tick...tick...tick.........
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* ‘’Ox’ and ’moron’ go so well together, don’t you think?’
‘Come on. This is serious.’
‘Just sayin’.’
‘Meshuganah.’
‘Hey! Just sayin,’ is all.’
‘Better’n bein’ a dingleberry hangin’ on the ass end of one of said ox.’
‘Good one.’
‘Would you guys over there shut up. We’re trying to concentrate over here.’
‘You are already concentrated over there.’
‘QUIET!’
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