The glaring disparity of resources in our world by the means of systematic, organized, kleptomania is in our faces. From Jeff Bezos’ multi-amazing mega yacht to the mile long Kentucky food line, an equitability balance of nature has been effectively flipped. This shredding of equality is unreconcilable. Nobody(s) “earns’ this much fortune, and the rest of us are not “slackers’. The rigged societal system we all do our best to get by in has reached the terminal velocity of unravelling. Like a high speed pinwheel flying apart, there are tatters and shreds of storylines flying out of the behemoth current events mainframe as controllers throw every tidbit of “news” at the wall hoping that some of it will stick. Everything that doesn’t stick gets denied or re-defined. Watching the controllers panic sink would be a great source of comedy if the stakes were not so high and so many beings were not having their basic rights crushed. This crushing is forcing more and more of us to re-evaluate who we trust, and with what. This is a challenge that the control class won’t tolerate. There is way too much fear for that. The end of this serious slavery epoch has come to term. The galactic cast of slave holders that have run so much of this miracle planet into ruin lack the honor to bow out with anything other than disgrace. It’s high time to step aside, and let them go. When the rulers are no longer obeyed their grasp is cast, and freedom fills in. Free thought is growing, and it is the threat to the system, and this the controllers know is the last stand.
It strongly appears that the self appointed ruling class of earth has had it with the other inhabitants of “their’ planet. The corporate cowards are armed to the teeth. They hide behind layers of mercenary security lines while pulling the strings of hyper violence, engineered pestilence, zero sum distraction “news”, and spastic finger pointing. Each passing hour is greeted with another ordinance exploding on battlegrounds randomly delineated by whimsical bitterness wishes and spite. There are ignition sparks, lighting of toxic infernos everywhere. All these catastrophe events, wars, and security threats are so obviously manufactured that even the comatose are gaining awareness of societal fraud. One by one by one hundred and one the ranks of the awakened grows. As the sycophant pack in which the power hungry parasite class of so called “leaders” is faced with challenges of actual, factual, reality there is desertion. As the ranks of the thieving corporate kleptocrat parasites thins, their concentration increases. With less and less low hanging fruit to steal, they turn on each other. The out shoot of this disastrous failure is an outward bound attack. With greater and greater numbers of perceived enemies, the fighting goes stratospheric. Every weapon available is turned on, but the cooperation of the foot soldiers of empire is getting less and less. A brand new, yet eternal, balance point is in achievement. While there’s obviously an attack, and it’s damn serious, it is a death throw. Clearing the karma of this epoch of harm is going to be way difficult, however, we’ll be free of the parasitic class that never had the sense to realize that when their plan fully fails, they disappear. What an amazing time!!