This written work is a revelatory and scrupulous analysis with regard to a fair use film I wrote and edited, also called “Vanishing Point”.
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Vanishing Point: Section I
Preface
The Reductionist Splinter of Sanctimonious Materialism
ζητέω
Philanthropy
Preface
What we have been taught in public schools and by mass media with regard to treacherous official narratives of history is all being unveiled as dangerously fraudulent, as it has generated an insufficient quality of life for a society that operates under the hypnosis of a multi-generational conspiratorial spell. With intent to metaphysically contextualize my discoveries and philosophical concerns, my craft of reverse hypnosis is written with a conscious effort to slice open the bag and reveal the raw contents that have been hidden beneath such a treacherous foundation which holds up the system itself. Secret societies, state intelligence operators, and cultish traitors who have been collectively working against the civilian class operate to keep as many people rendered maximally confused as possible in order to take advantage of them; those complicit in going along with this narrative have inherited a reductionist scam, and most of these constituents have chosen to maintain their investments in such inverted sorcery that serves no benefit to our society and cultures whatsoever.
The contents ahead will lay out a firm argument that this sorcery has been taken too far, and has manipulated our generation into being grafted by a salesman’s scam of unconscionable proportions. I’ve written all of this with the intent of serving a payoff for perspective curiosity, and to provide a macrocosm of relief for those who are seeking to reduce complexity for their own lives amidst a wash of sanctimonious models that have deliberately force fed us authoritatively meandering and completely insufficient explanations about our shared reality. Severe whiplash may occur for those who have been drowning inside this hypnotic spell that’s been crafted by the stealthily promoted totalitarian ideologies that were convincingly sold to gullible past generations by the cruelest wizardry of Modern Science™ during the course of the past 500 years.
While reading this, I suggest one to extract value and make room for detail and digestion, for facing this material may make any of you feel like someone who is afraid of elevators, deciding to board an elevator upon their own volition regardless of any initial egoistic apprehension. Proceed as you please, but by all means if you prefer instead to take the stairs, just don’t read any of this and stay satisfied with the status quo of being openly lied to by the pirates you’ve been shelling out money to, who have tricked most of the public into paying taxes in order to live for reasons I consider to be still completely unanswered. For the ones who would like to take the stairs, continue to enjoy your weird and unfounded received beliefs that satiate the impulses of one’s own ego. Maintain one’s absence of creativity, protect your investments in the system that enslaves you, and be sure not to read any more of this book if you prefer to stay satisfied with watching high pressure sales ads of TV specials that have openly insisted to you that you are whirling in motion through a vacuum. Stay stubbornly satisfied that a bunch of cultist men actually played golf on the moon, and be sure not to observe the skies at all, for thousands upon thousands of completely dedicated and hard-working scientists can just look at the skies for you.
For those independently proceeding forward with my works, know that there is no turning back from the disillusionment that may unfold, for the analysis of this chess game we exist in is quite an elaborate one. Vanishing Point is a book for the unseen ones who have chosen to take the elevator, in an honest pursuit of cold truth, without being confined to the annuls of Modern Science™.
“When we speak of man, we have a conception of humanity as a whole, and before applying scientific methods to the investigation of his movement we must accept this as a physical fact. But can anyone doubt today that all the millions of individuals and all the innumerable types and characters constitute an entity, a unit? Though free to think and act, we are held together, like the stars in the firmament, with ties inseparable. These ties cannot be seen, but we can feel them. I cut myself in the finger, and it pains me: this finger is a part of me. I see a friend hurt, and it hurts me, too: my friend and I are one. And now I see stricken down an enemy, a lump of matter which, of all the lumps of matter in the universe, I care least for, and it still grieves me. Does this not prove that each of us is only part of a whole?”
—Nikola Tesla: The Problem of Increasing Human Energy with Special References to the Harnessing of the Sun’s Energy (June 1900)
Section I:
The Reductionist Splinter of Sanctimonious Materialism
A freshly paved asphalt parking lot paints itself around another unmemorable camouflaged cube hidden in plain sight by a nameless highway exit during rush hour traffic commutes; most never ask what this is, nor care. Each morning upon entry, automatic doors hiss open after a ding sound green-lights permission by way of an aesthetically placed futuristic badge scanner, approving entry for ID-tagged experts who have been routinely arriving to work. Rapid oscillations of fluorescent lighting flickers in long hallways that snakes along the fulfilled blueprint interior of a climate-controlled metatronic grid of this stark and brutalist corporate efficiency. Constituents are heavily rewarded salaried paychecks that have been passively grafted by the relentless acts of taxation siphoned out from the general public, a step apart from watching lunch money fall out of the loose pockets of an upside down child, hoisted above playground mulch by a greedy 8th grader. Age differences render the small robbery into a clean success for the perpetual bully, as superior upper body strength awards him more pathologically justified means of economic survival against this robbed child. Laboratory rooms are laced with indescribably expensive pieces of hyper-sophisticated science equipment, all decisively sectioned off for the various working minds who have been tactfully walled up into their respective specialty fields; what these specialists all have in common is they were bent to a degree by academic institutions, thus forcing these piece of paper wielding scientists to stay in their lanes without any cross contamination of ideas among others who exist just down the hallway.
White collar marionettes gain vetted access to this materialist environment in order to stringently work inside of this cold-walled church of performative machine worship in order to silently sing the hymns of digitized and artificial experiments within the societal control groups of mysteriously and authoritatively peer-reviewed realms of indescribable isolation. Misuses of witchcraft unfold as a dead philosophy with applied ideas that surround the experimentally-absent-science of soulless corporations. This twisting of the method then crafts itself into an actuated secret religion that hides in plain sight off of some highway, where the employees are paid without the consent of honest offerings or donations, but rather by the softest automation, extracted by delicate techniques of a most meticulous and carefully worded cult of masked pirates, who have agreed to behave in sync for sake of protecting this investment, at the price of sacrificing any perceived value of universal truths.
A subconscious exploration of a scientist echoes to itself:
“Today was another day of working hard, sorting documents and conducting various experiments at the laboratory.”
“You see, the world rests on the shoulders of hard working scientists in their respective specialty fields in order to make sure the world that we live on indeed continues to properly rotate and revolve amidst the wake and riptide of gravitational pull by a constantly outward moving star that we call the Sun. It is important for us to empirically construct computer simulations of these massive phenomena so that we can calculate the probability of catastrophic astronomical circumstances. With our work, we can stay ahead of nature and provide a safety net for the survival of the human race, as we shift closer and closer toward a Type 1 civilization.”
“Various threats to humanity must be solved inside of sterile laboratory settings in order to help prevent future viral outbreaks of pathogenic disease.”
“Worldwide catastrophes could come in the form of any invasive species that could suddenly arrive here from the vast unknown, whether they be microbiological or if we need to precisely nuke an asteroid into oblivion before it is to come crashing down onto us. We can prevent this.”
“The dinosaurs did not have science on their side, because they could not conduct science like we can today, so it is obvious that they took no precaution towards inventing nuclear weapons in order to fight their own asteroid that led to the demise of their species… We now know that that the bones of dinosaurs still continue to be radioactive from an invasive asteroid that completely wiped them out into extinction. Best not to touch the bones.”
“I don’t expect anyone who is not a scientist, a virologist, an astrophysicist or a paleontologist to understand the importance of what we could be dealing with here. Why bother with those who do not know what they’re talking about?”
“Right now, we are dealing with global warming, and if science is not to innovate quickly enough, or if we were to somehow lose our government funding, we could be looking at the extinction of mankind.”
“Innovation, medicine, genetic sequencing, computer models, chemistry, walking on the moon, and so on… All of this is how we can ensure that science continues to allow our world to exist in a stable state of homeostasis as it makes another lap around the sun this year.”
“This week, a full sequence of computer code were placed together in order to help simulate another complex experiment, but the numbers are lining up perfectly to our hypothesis.”
“The amount of science that’s been done inside of this room is truly incomprehensible to the average person. It’s not really worth explaining to someone, as it would be very similar to a scientist speaking directly to a lab rat. I mean, take a look at some of the things we like to work on.”
“It’s time to punch out for the day, hit the pub and just loosen up a little. Just a quick couple of brews on my way home after all this important work we’ve been doing. After all, I deserve it.”
To The Pub…
It’s a dimly lit room with a vintage ambience and the sound of bar glasses being washed, with the creaking sound of wooden floors being paced upon. Cordial conversations are sporadically hyperbolic and audibly animate with light bursts of chatter, while what’s observed is assorted dark burgundy furniture, green velvet siding on the walls. The glow of soft lamps illuminate the commons, laced with wooden tabletops of leisurely chess matches. At one table, two men arrange pieces to set up for a new game. The white pieces are set to a smiling gentleman who is surrounded by friends and acquaintances. Ambivalent upon arrival, the man playing the black pieces just got off a busy day of work at a laboratory. A Rolex watch implies to the others that he sits well with money, and it’s known that he gets paid to do extensive research projects. He likes to come out to this bar to straighten out his Rolex watch and be seen in this aesthetic environment.
The gentleman playing the white pieces opens with pawn to e4, which is a common, but strong opening. As pawn e5 returns from the off duty scientist playing the black pieces, the penumbra around the table becomes a humorous conversation directing a collective focus towards a hardback National Geographic book sitting on a shelf nearby.
The entire night has been a series of clashing glasses and laughter. Observably, one sees an image and reacts to it based on lived experiences, and varying degrees of exposition.
White bishop to c4 as white inquires to the ones near the table, “Dude, get a load of this. So have y’all actually seen the Apollo 17 lunar liftoff? Who was the guy that was left behind on the moon who would pan the camera up as a means to capture the entire liftoff?” A nearby patron overhears and cups two hands over his mouth and provides a goofy impression, “PCHKKKT PCHKKKT; we’re on our way, Houston!” His friends all laugh hysterically about it, while the scientist grows disturbingly uncomfortable.
Black plays pawn to d5, threatening pawn e4 and the bishop on c4, while writhing around a bit, not laughing, and not playing along with the snowball of humor that is clearly avalanching inside of his mind: “It is my scientific duty to defend what is so extremely obvious, because these stupid peasants cannot degrade one of mankind’s greatest achievements. I know there are satellites in orbit, and I know for a fact that we landed on the moon. It has all been proven already.”
White’s pawn takes on d5, mirrored by a quick response of knight f6 from black. As pawn d3 comes out, white inquires to the scientist playing black, “Well pal, what do you think is really going on?" Black plays bishop c5, white knight to f3, and then black castles kingside, while murmuring to white and his friends, “What do I think, eh? I think that you all just don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.”
White plays bishop g5, pinning the knight to the queen, as white attempts to revive the vibes of the evening, while creating a peace offering out of one of the books in his bag: “Well pal, go check out the Apollo 17 liftoff later for yourself because this is what my friends and I have been talking about this week! The claims are ridiculous, and the footage is hilarious, we can’t stop watching this shit show unfold! Maybe you just haven’t seen the footage more closely, but it might be wise to check it out and see if it makes any sense to you.”
Black responds with a hasty pawn h6, threatening white’s dark-square bishop, and states, “Of course it makes fucking sense, and I don’t need to look at shit to prove that we went to the moon. I am a hard working scientist, and I already know we went to the moon, and we are going to go again. Science is something that can be trusted, verified, and proven right.” Leaning in, shoulders forward, “You see, I would know, I have a degree where I spent years of my life studying these things. Things you wouldn’t understand, considering you probably do not have a degree in empirical science. Carry on and keep splitting hairs with your fickle unscientific bullshit.” Bishop takes on h6, where black responds by pawn taking white’s bishop on h6, opening up a hole in the pawn structure, for white to attack the king.
White to h3, accelerating development, and the introduction of the first chapter of the book is being read aloud, with the most sophisticated opponent scratching at the inside of black’s mind with a prying splinter: “The longer you listen, the sweeter the pitch. Don’t let them fool you.”
Nearby, the gentleman playing white spills the guts of the claims by showing the claims for everyone to see.
Black responds with an infuriating black bishop taking the pawn on h3. A clear blunder. White takes bishop with rook on h3, and continues splaying out clippings onto the table.
Black is making guesses at this point, dark bishop takes pawn on f2, check. White king takes bishop on f2, while a friend opened up the National Geographic book, and lays its out on a nearby table: “Behold, the final frontier!”… and the gentlemen laugh.
Black responds with knight g4, check, and white’s king retreats, while black wastes a move with pawn c6. Black’s backrank is gridlocked and constricted by its own design. Three pawns imprison an underdeveloped knight and a constricted rook: “That photo you are showing should be absolutely stunning evidence to show to anyone out there the curvature of the Earth, and what objectively happens whenever floating around in the vacuum of space. What are you guys going to do next, go all out with the ‘fake moon landing’ angle of bullshit, or what?! Always the same shit with you people, and there’s actually no point in anyone debating you.”
White’s knight takes pawn h6, check forcing the black king to move closer to the knight, but also an alternative option for a narrow escape outside his one remaining pawn.
White rook checks black king from g3, black takes white’s knight sacrifice on h6. The magazine continues unfolding by a friend nearby speaking and emphasizing contentious parts of dialogue with heavy hitting sarcasm: “Get a load of this, dude. This is further irrefutable evidence that these people have for sure been to space. Why would they lie about landing on the moon? So what, NASA lost the information, technology and coordinates for landing on the moon, these things totally just happen, am I right? I mean look at these pictures! The science is freakin’ settled my guy. These pictures could never be faked!” The aches of authentic laughter grows out of control but the splinter grows deeper for the scientist who spent all day at work.
That inner voice talks to black, “Don’t let them play head games with you, they’re all doing this to throw your game. They’re a part of this game, and they’re in on it. Trying to undermine you in front of everyone else. Remember that this enemy is an external one. They’re the reason you’re trapped here playing this silly, meaningless game. Does this game even matter? All of what’s become will eventually evaporate in the heat of a supernova, and history erased by a solar flare thanks to the jokes these enemies make of themselves. They all spew disinformation from untrustworthy sources to one another, and it’s all a massive con to undermine your life’s work. What if other people catch on to what they’re saying? That must be stopped, because lives and the future of humanity rests on this very moment. Stand up for the future, you can be the one. Do it. It’s time to draw attention away from them, and reclaim it immediately. Your life depends on it. Your career, and all the time you spent. How else could you be remembered for your remarkable works one day? You won’t gain the chance if you don’t act now. Take action, and protect your investment.”
Black stands up furiously, flips the table over, and with it, the entire chessboard is hurled violently in the air. Pieces fly all around, and generate clattering sounds of entropy onto the hardwood floor. The game completely de-materializes as if none of the moves ever mattered whatsoever. The scientist will do anything to remove this splinter from his mind. “Get out of my head, fool. There’s no time for mind games. Get the fuck out of my head, you cannot possibly know any of that”, except this feeling cannot be put into words, so instead it’s projected outward through a public display of disgrace. The crowd surrounding the bar, all become immediately disinterested in the games played, perspiring beverages, or any of the jokes or stories told to one another, but the situation shifts their attention toward the splinter-brained scientist who is now throwing chess pieces around in the room.
From this lamplit room of pleasantry, the story to be told from this night on into the future will be told about black’s erratic behavior amidst a peaceful setting of enjoyable drinks: “There is no point to this game. There is no point in me being here. One day we will all become stardust, or get sucked into a black hole. We shall go the way of the dinosaur when the next meteor hits us. There is no time for debating this issue any further! The science IS IN FACT settled. Fucking I AM a scientist, and you will RESPECT ME! Do you know how many YEARS I put into this? I will not contend with your MIND GAMES. You didn’t put in the TIME and HOURS I did in order to know what I know.”
Years, indeed.
“Eventually, when the opponent is challenged or questioned… Means the victim’s investment, and thus his intelligence is questioned.
No one can accept that… Not even to themselves.”
And you… Yes you! As you read this… Were you somehow wondering how you could possibly connect and resonate with the meandering novelized exposition of my written out chess moves between these unnamed characters? Without the visual assistance of a chessboard, video of the chessboard, or any metaphorical visual queues to help assist the points being made about them, where is the most truthful tension to be felt? It’s arguably absent, however this is a brief metaphor for the state of conversations surrounding these topics today, for the dominating ideas of the 20th century are being conquered with a jovial sense of humor. The men in this chapter have no names nor a backstory, for they are mostly a “Black” and a “White”, representing the dualistic checkerboard pattern that performs pendulum swinging opposite motions of dialectical tension upon the fictional players at the bar.
The game would otherwise be so tense if it was amplified with artistic value, videography, sound design, except the text of its moves aren’t tense at all due to its lack of facility. The chess moves have been reduced to words, which acts as a gatekeeper for anyone except for those very few and elite chess grandmasters with photographic memories who have been trained to play chess blindfolded. Most people do not fall into this category, obscuring the tension of the chess game apart from the general public who may be reading along.
This is a metaphorical exercise for gatekeeping and smoke-screening what’s measurably objective and lowering its resolution into something ambiguously frustrating to decipher.
The game has already dematerialized all over the floor, and you might be wondering why you’ve been brought here to read something like this… By throwing the chess pieces around, was that a forfeit? Does it all read kind of like a densely worded peer-review science paper that for some reason fails to display its purported experiment and fails to be transparent of its contents by endlessly berating the reader with a completely indigestible language?
It will list out some materialist word salad in an authoritatively rhetorical fashion and arrogantly expect you to keep up. But as you were reading the chess moves in this chapter, ask yourself if you somehow had the entire chess board envisioned in your head. You didn’t. But as you were reading, did you pull out a chess board yourself, and try the moves out for yourself, to see if you could connect to the material a little better? Or did you want to find faults in the layout, to find out if the moves being made in the paragraphs were breaking the rules of chess?
You didn’t. But here we are.
During a lecture, astrophysicist Neil DeGrasse Tyson said:
“One of the lowest forms of evidence is eyewitness testimony. Which is odd because it’s one of the highest forms of evidence in the court of law, which disturbs me greatly.
If you come from a lab to a science conference and say, ‘This is true’…
…We say, ‘How do you know this?’
‘Because I saw it.’
That’s really the end of your talk, and you just leave…
And then we say, ‘Come back when you have a chart recorder, to just give me something that does not have to flow through your senses.’
…Because your senses is some of the worst data-taking devices that exist, and science did not achieve maturity until we had instruments that either extended our senses or replaced them.”
Section II:
ζητέω
Sciencebuddies.com writes:
See here it is clear that much of what we perceive as scientific evidence skips the experiment altogether, as can be seen in the fine print of the above explanation. This problem reveals itself with clues laced out in the words themselves, where we hear talk of “scientific theory” as opposed to “conclusion” or “experiment”. For sake of solving what could become a massively synchronized totalitarian crime, what needs to be questioned are the presuppositions of what simulates science in that it substitutes mere insistence and empty space in place of experiment. Without any substance to experiment, that exact method itself is what is due for questioning. The reliance upon computer models, trusting experts in respective specialty fields, and overriding ones own ability to test these experiments for themselves is exactly what shifts the fields of science into the territories of pseudoscience, or scientism. When a popular astrophysicist such as Neil DeGrasse Tyson is openly insisting that the 5 senses (sight, smell, taste, touch, hearing) are not useful data collectors for one to conduct science for themselves, we must begin to ask what it is he could be helping hide from our 5 senses.
Contrary to blinding yourself or shutting off your senses, the Socratic method induces a state of questioning things in order to burn off the deadwood, and arrive somewhere closer to what is true. In Zetetic Philosophy, the application of questioning backs the false into a corner by a series of Socratic questions. It seeks, it unmasks, and it provides testable, observable experiments in order to share with others the results of any given experiment.
Expanded upon by Aristotle’s Philosophy, one would highlight what is observably false, and then eliminate the false from possible agreement toward a seeking to understand the laws of nature. This is an effective method towards generating more acute hypotheses that tend to reach conclusion or consequence, without the hypothesis being a completely random guess. This eliminates from equation what is not true, in order to achieve a not false scientific explanation amidst the remainder of what still has a n>0 chance of being true. This transparent application of the scientific method may reduce problems coming from the public trust toward social institutions and amplify what authorities consider to be a “general scientific consensus”, and it can put to rest anything that does not satisfy as sufficient evidence towards the claim. The experiment must be displayed, transparent, and easily duplicated in order maximize its efficacy, in order to best separate the experiment in question from pseudoscience. We see this every day with engines, culinary arts, paintings, music, geometry, architecture, and so on. However, I do not find any evidence for how anyone could capture and describe any general scientific consensus without reading nearly everything ever analyzed and written, so it all becomes reduced to a simpler question beneath it all: “How do you know that?”
All of the sacrosanct notions that are based on “theory” are only hearsay. At best, all of that which constitutes as “theory” remains in the state of hypothesis, since it is without sufficient experiment or testable conclusion.
Examples of this include “germ theory”, “the speed of light”, “the existence of a virus as a cause of disease”, “global warming”, “Bohr’s atomic model”, “atomic weapons”, “climate change”, “the law of gravitation”, “paleontology”, “government”, “space travel”, “corporation” and so on.
The scientific method has been abandoned by the scientific community, and it has been fragmented by the excessively baseless conclusions which over-complicate it by the ideological destruction of accessible or testable experiment. Straight to the point, the scientific method is where a theory or opinion / hypothesis is put forward that matches what we observe in the laws of nature.
Everything we were taught in schools should be further questioned.
Section III:
Philanthropy
The modern education system’s philanthropically curated curriculum repeatedly insists to us that dinosaur fossils exist, as modern science seems to unveil these presupposing details as evidence to further support the hypothesis of evolution. However, it’s important here to emphasize the distance between hypothesis and conclusion as experiment itself. Let’s take a look at some examples of the claim as it’s been presented to us.
When visiting dinosaur museums, we are presented with replicas and plaster-cast artistry that surround the replicas. The replicas are copies of what are said to be very fragile and extremely radioactive fossils that are kept behind closed doors, where only paleontologist experts are allowed to examine these radioactive bones.
The periods of time we are given are based on half-life carbon dating, however when met with laws of nature, something is not adding up with regard to the pseudo-scientific anti-methods of half-life carbon dating when met with laws of nature:
There is a scientific law called the Law of Conservation of Mass, discovered by Antoine Lavoisier in 1785. In its most compact form, it states:
Matter is neither created nor destroyed.
In 1842, Julius Robert Mayer discovered the Law of Conservation of Energy. In its most compact form, it is now called the First Law of Thermodynamics:
Energy is neither created nor destroyed.
If matter or energy is neither created nor destroyed, then how can we calculate the age of old stones, fossils, bones and replicas? Are the methods sufficient enough to satisfy this measurement for reality, or is someone just telling us a story they would like for us to hear?
Is the half-life seance of carbon dating enough to satisfy as sufficient evidence to prove that dinosaurs roamed the Earth millions and millions of years ago? In this instance, consider that whenever evolutionary reductionism is frequently filled with insistence, one must seek resonance with substance by simply asking a question such as this:
Would it best benefit us to further ask questions about why dragons make an appearance on the Chinese Zodiac calendar? With the utility of folklore, and before the era of modern science, would these skeletal discoveries have not simply been called dragon bones, or just giant human bones? More people tend to become enthralled with novels that can be found in the fiction section of a bookstore, however we must ask why the subconscious mind is already seemingly so much more interested in what can be found in “fantasy” or “fiction” as opposed to the claimed “non-fiction” or that which is “scientific”.
Our public school textbooks build and insist claims built upon the Darwinist theory of evolution, having an origin story of animals, man, plants, etc. as being sourced from a primordial soup of near-nothingness. A big bang explosion thus hurled burning gas ball suns into spherical rocks held together by gravity, to allow us a shelf stable homeostasis by a cell that evolves into a fish, that evolves into a gestating anthropoid, that eventually crawls out of the water and the one that survives breathing air goes onto evolve into some monkeys. These monkeys would be our ancestors, and somewhere along the way, we encounter massive dinosaur bones from “when they ruled the earth over 66 million years ago.”
Philip E. Johnson wrote:
“Today it is widely assumed that the existence of fossil remains of numerous extinct species necessarily implies evolution, and most people are unaware that Darwin’s most formidable opponents were not clergymen, but fossil experts. In the early nineteenth century the prevailing geological theory was the “catastrophism” advocated by the great French scientist Cuvier, the father of paleontology. Cuvier believed that the geological record showed a pattern of catastrophic events involving mass extinctions, which were followed by periods of creation in which new forms of life appeared without any trace of evolutionary development.”
Given all that is the case, we should then effectively shift the burden of proof toward those who made the claim. Are we absolutely certain that the bones behind the closed doors of paleontologists are indeed radioactive due to an asteroid slamming into the Earth from space 66 million years ago? Without access to see what’s behind the closed doors, how do you know it isn’t just an empty room? Would it then be possible for modern science and evolution to effectively become an ideology if it for some reason forbade this form of taboo questioning?
With a closer and more comprehensive look at what we’ve already seen, we can witness the twists of some general consensus as it performs its very own air bending, catering to the lowest common denominator of thought.
A NASA employee fires a small ball of aluminum into a small pile of sand with a giant custom built gun from inside a laboratory in California. Computer monitors theatrically flicker with chaotic science looking stuff while the major meteor event is simulated on a smaller scale.
Ask yourself: Does this experiment suffice as conclusive evidence that the dinosaurs died off after a massive asteroid strike? Does any of this actually represent reality? Is this proof that it happened?
Are you sure that this is a dinosaur? Is the science settled? Are we not told in dinosaur museums that the bones are still radioactive from a prehistoric asteroid collision? How do we not know that the video above is more clever theatrics in order to simulate proof of a modified scientific method?
Perhaps contending with their non-existence could be a reason for extinction, thus reaching their very own vanishing point... Disappearing from perspective altogether with a simple removal of the cause of the problem.
Eric Dubay wrote:
“The class Dinosauria was originally defined by Sir Richard Owen of the Royal Society and superintendent of the British Museum Natural History Department in 1842. Or, in other words: the existence of dinosaurs was first speculatively hypothesized by a knighted museum-head, coincidentally in the mid 19th century during the heyday of evolutionism, before a single dinosaur fossil had ever been found. The masonic media and mainstream press worldwide got to work, hyping stories of these supposed long-lost animals and then lo and behold, twelve years later in 1854, Ferdinand Vandeveer Hayden, during his exploration of the upper Missouri River found “proof” of Owen’s theory. A few unidentified teeth he mailed to leading paleontologist Joseph Leidy, who several years later declared them to be from an ancient extinct Trachodon dinosaur...”
On the Chinese Zodiac calendar, we clearly see a dragon amidst many other animals that are all real animals.
How many millions of years ago was this picture taken?
Or what about this one?
Catering to the theory of evolution, modern scientific experts may be inclined to tell you that these people must have found another dinosaur, or maybe that a whale with antlers on its head got hurled out of the sea by a massive water tornado in order for it to land in front of this crowd.
It’s perfectly acceptable to lend your eyes over to trusted sources and experts within their respective specialty fields to take a look at these images for you, for your own eyes may be deceiving you.
And how many millions of years ago was this photo taken?
It’s best not to touch the radioactive bones.
Science says touch your nose.
In the book “Aion”, Carl Jung wrote:
And just like that, the science is settled.
“It worked.”
Any “rationalized intellectual” of the modern era will satisfy their constitutions of proof for the existence of dinosaurs from millions and millions of years ago by wielding an exhaustingly boring-to-read peer-reviewed paper taken from some pretentiously gate-kept academic journal written by nameless reductionists; human shields for a materialistic ideology.
Philanthropists of oil companies make such an insistent effort to program us with these stories at such a young age. But why?
John D. Rockefeller on Making Money: Advice and Words of Wisdom on Building and Sharing Wealth:
“I don't want a nation of thinkers, I want a nation of workers”
Our curriculums in school have been in part funded by the same oil tycoons who profit billions from the artificial scarcity surrounding the use of “fossil fuels” in our costly modernist energy systems. Without museums and today’s education system, the supposed carbon-dating of dinosaur fossils continues to remain in the state of hypothesis, as this method could only at best produce results that are inconclusive. Why else would the above image from sciencebuddies.com make room for science to twist and gloss over experiment, in order to support the theory of dinosaurs and the Big Bang Theory? Examples of philanthropists installing these ideas into the education system mainly include the Rockefeller Foundation, The Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation, among many others who all have a high probability of making an appearance on Epstein’s flight logs.
I’ll just let this St. Paul UFC fighter Joel Bauman clue you into what hides in plain sight.
After a fight on TV, UFC fighter Joel Bauman stated:
“…Jimmy Kimmel, viral this!
I fight to eradicate childhood malnutrition from the planet, and until they release the flight logs…
You, the mainstream media, Hollywood…
…are all pedophiles to me.
Eat dick!”
In the education system, a fear of resource depletion subconsciously increases the value of a target commodity, which in this case would be fossil fuels. There exists no experiment whatsoever to prove that dinosaur bones have decayed over millions of years in order to create the oil that is used today to fuel petroleum cars or power up modern electric grids, yet we are pressured and insisted upon to believe exactly this. The stories of dinosaurs becoming extinct millions of years ago, and the fossils of the dinosaur age slowly festering to eventually become the lead producer of modernist oil reserves, then leads the environmentally-sympathetic types to fall into a dialectical confusion, where both points of the argument insist that fossil fuels are real.
It’s also insisted to the public that oil itself can completely dry up, and our phenomena of electricity would instantly reach its end, specifically due to us reaching the end of natural reserves of fossil fuels. “Back to the stone age”, as they often say. With the simulation of scarcity based on this crafted narrative, oil companies can increasingly fund their own environmentalist oppositions, create dead ends of insufficient alternatives, censor and disrupt all forms of free and infinite energy, and use these techniques of compression to then charge any higher prices arbitrarily decided by the oil companies. If oil companies can maintain that power bills and fuel for transport are barely affordable, then the monopoly can override all forms of regulation, and thus protect its own investment. The only thing keeping these prices relatively low is the necessity to stay balanced on an axis of moderate affordability to ensure that the consumer continues to consume the product that they’ve been tricked into becoming satisfied with. The fish bites the worm, but there’s a catch; this agreement between the producer and the consumer is the metastasis of consent itself. The general agreement with consuming these petroleum substances and utility of dirty electricity is exactly what is keeping people asleep to alternative sources of energy that have been a part of this world for centuries upon centuries, before the forced utility of oil.
And that’s why questioning the existence of dinosaurs and fossil fuels is important. It’s simple: our education system and its curriculum are all funded via systems of philanthropy. These philanthropic pursuits are not charity but rather, an investment of ideological indoctrination, and function to have its constituents learn as close to absolutely nothing as possible.
Inverse charity
It goes something like this:
You become invited to my house after a lively interaction, but we barely know one another. I insist you should join us for dinner, and urge you not to be late. You arrive on time, and you’re let in to a majestic dining room, with a massive table loaded with platters of all of your favorite food, and I already made a soundtrack playlist of what I know to be your favorite music already. Red roses surround the dining room, flittered by dances of elegant candlelight. It’s now known that I have studied you, for I have accumulated your data to become the necessary energy transfer in this excessively charitable night. I’ve listened to you intently. You motion initial concern that this extraordinary generosity wasn’t so necessary, “Oh you didn’t have to do this!”
Ah, but I did have to do this, for I then state, “My, my, this is of the goodness of my heart!” And you’re now wedged amidst the chaos of an imbalanced air between us, as I invite you in, and offer to you this monolithic dinner experience in order to satiate your own impulse toward a table full of your favorite food while we listen to your favorite music… Us. Together. Tonight. We dine.
We barely know one another, for we’ve only met occasionally, but it’s very likely that no one has ever been so generous or thoughtful as to willingly do something so excessive like this for you. You now have two choices, and it’s very likely you want to reduce how awkward this is, for you’ve not ever been in need of this type of charity, and you’re not a glutton whatsoever. So if you’re open and honest, like someone who can see traverse the self into a realm Beyond Good and Evil, you’ll decline this surveillance data level acquisition of an extraordinarily generous and excessive offer to exclusively dine with me as we would listen in the background to what I already know to be your very favorite music. Upon principle of how I must have acquired this information, something is absolutely not adding up, as your instinct detects this situation as extremely strange.
But as you initially decline, I become pursuasive and shift our conversation to the level of coercion by responding, “Oh but I’ve put a lot of effort into making this such a perfect night. If you were not to partake in this evening’s events, it may ruin the rest of my night, as my butler and I will be forced to solemnly deconstruct this elegant dining experience…”
But you don’t want that, do you? Of course not, for there’s a solid non-zero chance that I truly put this all together out of the kindness of my heart. I’m urging you to do what is good.
The air fills with tension, as the walls of spiritual consent and limits of the psyche have been conversationally and strategically unmasked through an impulse of rejection. So, you ease into it a little bit, knowing you wouldn’t want to offend the host. The tradeoff of offending my generous offer for sake of blatant rejection might be considered rude, and so the incentive structure of our discourses realign toward my desires.
We have arrived to a new level of negotiation where you become less likely to reject my surprise offer. You have a smaller and smaller crevice for escape, for you have very little evil integrated in your heart. You timidly respond, “Alright, I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt here. The available options on the table is like a feast of all my favorite food, ranging from heavily herbed Italian pizza to grilled swordfish and polenta. You even found my favorite type of hors d'oeuvres: endive boats of five spice lamb and mirepoix, and a large dish of peppered oysters with pre-cut lemons.”
You see, dear guest, that my butler is just so excellent at getting these dishes here on the dot. Gasping, you exhale, “and the dessert has options between a triple chocolate mousse, Turkish delights, and a delicate berry cream tart. How did you know? But also, how lovely it would be to forget my apprehensions and just partake with it tonight. And, oh my, what an incredible song… Beethoven’s Sonata No. 14. Somehow, you just know me.”
Indeed, I do.
Philanthropy and Damage Control
The point here is to encourage the questioning of anything that claims its science to be settled and absolutely correct, and simply utilize that momentum to shift the burden of proof toward those who make the claim by means of shared experiment and open discourse.
Pseudoscientific notions are not testable to the average person, and often forfeit duplicatable experiments, so that the experts can handle it. Frequently, western medicine relies upon monopolistic philanthropists to fund our medical journals, and perpetuate funding for the medical industrial complex via petroleum medicine, and inversions upon the body. If people are lightly poisoned, or are not restored back to full health, sickness becomes profitable. Oil comes from fossils of dinosaurs, right? Take a wild guess where petroleum medicine comes from and who benefits from its production.
Video artist and acrobat archer Shannen Michaela explains this to its sheer extent:
“When it was discovered that drugs could be made from petroleum in the 1900’s, John D. Rockefeller, who at the time controlled 90% of US oil production, seized the opportunity to monetize and take control of the medical industry in a whole new way. Medicines used for thousands of years were now classified as alternative, whereas the new petroleum-based, highly addictive, and patentable drugs became the new norm. Rockefeller began funding top medical schools under the mandate that they only taught allopathic medicine, eventually monopolizing the medical industry in the West. Healing from herbs, plants, and diet were removed from most medical textbooks, and instead the philosophy became ‘a pill for an ill’. Fast-forward to today and I’ll say that modern medicine is amazing for emergencies, but unfortunately our society is sicker than ever with dis-ease at an all time high. And if you follow the money, big pharma really doesn’t seem to have our best interest at heart. You know what they say, ‘a healthy patient is a customer lost’.”
With that established, virology becomes the next thing for questioning as a stealthily fraudulent pseudoscience, given that there is a corrupted equation located directly between the presupposed and installed hypothesis, and the following conclusion carries no independent variables whatsoever. The ontological foundation of virology must present evidence in reality before it is to create something out of nothing from within the wizardry of protecting an investment. Its designated purpose is to weaponize microscopes and railroad dinner table conversations with acceptably tamed talking points, which then produces the narrative’s ripple effect to support the simulated existence of an illusion spell. Virology holds the inverse function to fragment entire civilizations with scare tactics in order to form a medical dictatorship, while simultaneously explaining away the cause of disease as poison or dirty electricity. With use of Pasteur’s Germ Theory, Western medicine can shaft clients on medications that are not designed to solve issues by ensnaring minds with the fear of external particles transferred by contagion, thus shifting strict uniform responsibility on collective numbers of people. Given that its very foundation is false, the end products of Germ Theory are to mask symptoms for the patient, and indeterminate forms of compassionately cruel detention centers AKA “quarantine facilities” per all collective groups of civilian life by their respective governments. Quarantine facilities, concentration camps, or the 15 minute cities of the World Economic Forum; whatever the name, the function is the same: civilian enslavement.
For each major advancement and re-innovation of high powered telescopes (such as the light microscope, electron microscope, and the rife microscope), the definition of virus tends to respectively change, as if it’s preconceived notions of contagion are somehow running away from something. This doubling down on virus existence is a terrifying, ego-maniacal, highly insistent pseudoscience with severe materialistic totalitarian consequences for society abroad, due to its absence of foundation or principle which amounts to spiritual devastation and vampiric despair. Germ theory must be rejected by the public as soon as possible, for there are absolutely no benefits to humanity whatsoever toward believing in something so demonstrably false as “germ theory”, given that a virus has never once been proven to be the cause of disease, nor has a virus ever been isolated. So what’s making people sick? Take a hint.
For now, one could only wonder why the Rockefeller Foundation helped put together such a neat package as “Operation Lockstep” back in 2011. Behold and take a closer look at the end products of Germ Theory.
Pivoting from the long-game of ideological domination, it’s often that we see intellectuals and populists who excessively rationalize, centralize and thus maintain totalitarian systems of control. But how exactly is such a mechanistic web accomplished?
Unravel the dialectics: one may be receiving opinions and maligned information directly from the controlled opposition.
“The Formula has infinite depth in it’s efficacy and application, but it is staggeringly simple, and completely consistent.”
The stories told to us about dinosaurs having roamed the Earth millions of years ago and the fossil fuels that were accidentally created from their flammable and decadent liquid bones have now reached their very own vanishing point, disappearing from this reality, as it’s illusion fades. This vanishing point is somewhere directly behind the closed doors of museums, from where the highly radioactive dinosaur bones are kept away from the field of vision altogether. Safety first!
A solution becomes a simple removal of the cause of the problem. Viruses, dinosaurs, asteroids, shall also go the way of the dinosaurs… Back into their own vanishing point of fantasy, as the fragments are puzzle pieces to peel another layer of the mind’s onion in order to allow what’s true to simply remain.
-Ira James Rogers
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