Tuesday, November 28, 2017

Strange Times Alt News Gems 💎 11/28/17


This day started out a little weird and giddy with me laughing over how Rare Pepe trading cards and Bitcoin are saving Venezuela. For more on that see http://www.breitbart.com/tech/2017/03/27/venezuelans-using-rare-pepes-bitcoin-currency/ and https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KHQLBsrk5ME

Someone had posted the article in Gab, and although I had seen the Pepe the Frog character pop up here and there over the last few years, I had never really read up on this. Same for the complex mythology of Kek and even Kekistan that appears to have developed out of the Pepe meme. So, I began my day today perusing this little rabbit hole that left me laughing so hard I was almost in tears. I was really just laughing over this whole Rare Pepe meme phenomenon, not Venezuela, of course. The plight of Venezuela is no laughing matter. Yet the thought of Venezuelans rising above their hardships and the tyrannical Babylonian Debt Slavery system with the help of Pepe and blockchain gave me such a sense of satisfaction and hope. Anyway...

Between strange articles like this that somehow I missed last March and chain-yanking realities like the skyrocketing cost of living here in the US, my car's engine cooling system on the fritz and North Korea launching missiles again, I was feeling a bit discombobulated by this afternoon. I was trying desperately to dig into domestic tasks, but my mind would drift back onto questions that led me down other rabbit hole internet exploration adventures. 

Then somehow this led me to looking for the Jim Marrs book I bought a couple summers ago at an event where Jim was speaking. He autographed the book and wrote a note for me on one of the cover pages. I thought to myself, I want to read what he wrote again, God rest his soul. Well, I found what I thought was the book, The Trillion-Dollar Conspiracy, but I could not find the note he wrote. 

I repeatedly looked over my bookshelves thinking, there must be another book. I alternated doing that with looking through the book I had again to see if somehow I wasn't looking at the correct page. Did I have another Jim Marrs book, and did I lend the autographed one out? I vaguely remember lending out the autographed book, but to who I couldn't remember. Then my fertile imagination began wondering if his recent death had lead to a tear in the fabric of space-time, causing a hair-splitting of timelines or the Mandella Effect. Or did he write that note to me in disappearing ink? How ridiculous, right? Does all this have anything to do with Mercury going retrograde very soon? Of course the latter possibilities are the least probable, but I like to muse on them given that I know how strange realities are quite possible.  

All I can do is laugh some more right now, hop into the shower to hopefully press some sort of sanity reset button, re-center myself firmly in the heart, and then blog these funny thoughts/insights. Despite the last few years of profound psychological warfare combined with all the other unconventional warfare on the general public by the Dark Cabal starting to take its toll on me, I vow to keep a positive outlook. I know that the only way to survive these crazy times is to remain firmly centered within the heart. 


And yes, screaming like a little girl right now!

Sobering Facts are that my little investments are really just wheelbarrow money (or perhaps parachute money.) Real reasons to scream for joy are that the tyrannical systems are beginning to fail in earnest, much better than lottery riches 🐸!



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