Do you ever feel, in the late afternoon, as if someone has shut down your flow of information? I certainly do. I don’t know if we are all super productive in the morning hours and hit send on our Substack pieces before noon or what. Because, as I try to find news stories, I am frequently at a loss. Especially after, say 1400. It is like the pipeline has been shut down to a trickle and the information all but ceases to flow.
I feel a purposefulness in my empty inbox. I catch a reminder that I have signed up for many news services, but, one by one, they have stopped arriving. What ever happened to Milo or Paul Joseph Watson? I am inundated with SPAM that I didn’t order, but where are my headlines? I get info from The Epoch Times, but the stories they choose to make a big deal about are ones that I have known for daaaaays. I can choose to go on The Daily Mail website by sticking my finger down my throat. I can hardly find the real story, buried amongst the downright garbage they choose to present as ‘news’. I feel, well, funneled.
And don’t get me started on search engine results. It doesn’t even have to be the dreaded g o o g l e. I use the Duck, and even they are bought by big healthcare. I just put in a search for “I have a marble stuck in my ear” and got results right away. Healthline, Very Well Health, The Cleveland Clinic, The Mayo Clinic and Web M.D. are all right there at the top of the list. Always. It doesn’t matter what issue I look up. Super sus. I also searched for “I have a stalk of corn stuck in my ear" but it turns out, that phrasing does kinda go together. Apparently kids are sticking marbles and corn all up into themselves. Not a thing to worry about there. I remember, as a young mom, my 2-year old daughter was playing outside. She comes in and I see one nostril bigger than the other, pig-style. I looked closer and it turns out the little doll had shoved a random berry up her nose. Nothing edible and probably poisonous. Great. It was like being in an episode of All Creatures Great and Small. You can bet I watched her like a hawk for any signs of brain damage after that episode. If you are reading this, dear daughter, you are probably in the clear.
Then, after what seems to be a real news drought, there comes the deluge of stories about climate engineering. Well, bless my heart. We have all known about this. I have noticed the skies getting dimmer by the year. But did they really say they were doing an experiment off SF? Out loud? Wow. It’s like a dream come true.
GeoEngineering Watch-The Dimming
But, it is almost as if the wielders of news have looked into our deepest ‘theories’ of the truth and ran with them. All of them. In one year. Or 4. So many ways to make our lives worse and they are trying them all. So, my lack of news, especially world news, bugs me. In desperation and deprivation, I went on RT.com the other day. Now I am pretty sure I am on some list somewhere.
The really weird thing is…I read a book called The Dead Hand and finished it in January of 2020. It was about biological warfare and Russia. Then, along comes the Coof and the Coofjas. ←Scientific term. Then, the other night I watched The Matrix. And, the next day the news comes out about the experiment over Alameda. In case you were wondering, in The Matrix, that is how mankind and the machines effed the world. Blocking the sun. I think I will watch Jumanji next and see what happens. Oh, too late. We are already living in Jumanji.
So, as I sit here watching the sky fill up with a brownish-gray sludge, I wonder how it is going in your world. Do you see what I see? Or is my take all wrong? I see young adults with children and the men look like women and the women look like men. Not the real kind, the fake kind. Not the ones you would want beside you in a foxhole. I see people wearing pentagram necklaces and I hear about outright Satan worshiping and demonic idols out in public. But, I also see revival and people searching for answers…people who didn’t even know they had a question 4 years ago. Why we are all here together, at this time, only God knows. Perhaps we were put here for such a time as this.
“Hard times create strong men. Strong men create good times. Good times create weak men. And, weak men create hard times.”
―G. Michael Hopf, Those Who Remain
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I’m seeing the same things. The morning is full of news and headlines. Then afternoon… quiet. Every morning is full of some kind of happening or event, but we gotta keep our heads on a swivel to keep up. And don’t blink or you’ll miss the next headline.
It’s really discouraging to look up into the skies that used to be blue and clear, but are now hazy and filled with streaks. It saddens my heart to know those streaks are raining toxic chemicals all over us and our food and there isn’t anything we can do to stop it. Unless of course, you’re in Tennessee. Blocking out the sun, changing the weather patterns, and cloud seeding is so evil and smells of a rotten stench. The devil can’t be God so he’s convincing humans to play God for him.
The quiet parts of the afternoon are good though. Nothing they “report” is true or factual anyway. The sound of silence is music to my ears.
I related to all this SadieJay.
The dry-up period n the afternoon - yeah. But I'm also looking less looking in general. So much of this world just has to fall. I'm less interested in the blow-by-blow reporting on it.
We're at a strange point in a strange time. I have no doubt we're here for this time. We're anchoring in what stays, what's true, what the new world will include.
Your writing always make me smile and even laugh out loud. The fact that you retain humor in the midst all this insanity is a perfect example of what stays. ❤️