Paul Cudenec on fingers pointing at the moon

October 18, 2023

Paul Cudenec has just published an unusually articulate and sweeping overview of the globalist agenda and how environmental and other sincere activists are duped into following it.

The King and the Criminocrats

Here’s how it ends:

Because the criminocracy presents its agenda as benevolent and progressive, others will be happily working for its global machineries without ever seeing the dark reality behind the rainbow-coloured facade. I place the blame firmly at the feet of those behind all the deceit and manipulation, rather than of those fooled into participation.

 

Cudenec reminds us of an old adage, one of my favorites. Here are a few versions of it.

 

I guess there must have been lots of “stupid ones” in China back then. Just like now. And not just in China. Everywhere. We humans, so immensely creative with our attempts to depict, copy, illustrate, predict “reality,” tend to get lost in our maps and forget to feel/sense the territory they pretend  to copy which is always, always, vaster and more mysterious than any of our efforts to map/copy/digitize it.

Not only visual maps, but concepts, words, language — we get lost in our minds. Literally.

 

Yes, I know lots of people in this academic town (Bloomington, IN) who, rather than practice something authentically, learning from their own often painful, extended experience, read about it and quickly pretend to know something. Even write essays, short stories, novels, plays — all with utterly no basis in the nitty gritty of extended, often risky, encounters with whatever or whoever seeks to teach them what their soul insists they need to know.

Here’s my favorite.

THE GREAT AWAKENING?

October 17, 2023

All day today, I’ve experienced a strange exaltation, subtle but strong. And this, despite another serious crisis for my son Colin, whom I visited today in the rehab facility. (See https://www.caringbridge.org/visit/colincudmorehealing) BTW: Most of my attention, and thus my writing, is now going to detail his healing process (from a great catastrophe that should have killed him, on August 16), where I do daily updates.

Today’s exaltation followed yesterday’s grieving. Also all day long, until I got out into the garden for an hour at 4 pm, to work with others as we begin the process of “putting the garden to bed.” That physical activity not just grounded me, it also, paradoxically, uplifted me, so that once again, I shifted, into exaltation — filling with that strange, strong energy that propelled me me until I fell asleep (barely) last night.

It’s been like that for me, inflation one day, followed by deflation the next day,  over and over again, lately. (Since when, the past two weeks? Not sure.) More like a spiralling. A balloon that pops on the second day; thn third day day, another, larger balloon swelling with exaltation, that pops the next day, into heartfelt, grinding grief, unless I connect with Mother Earth, feel my body as an extension of hers. Then whee! I fill with that strange, strong energy yet again, even on the same day that it had popped . . .

During deflation/near despair times, I feel the weight of our collective pain, ignorance, longing; furious with the idiocy of those who would still pretend that they can get their way by bludgeoning others. (But wait, that’s me, too. I want them to wake up! I want to shake them until they do!)

During inflation/exaltation times, I sense a huge turning point, a portal, that we as a species have now entered, thanks to the Israeli/Gaza drama. Reading this bioclandestine post, I couldn’t help but grin and nod my head.

Thanks to the free speech of awakened individuals, “this might just go down as a turning point in human civilization.” YES.

Another indication that We, the People are taking charge:

Laura Bruno is also sensing this turning point. 

And both of us can’t help but remember this Q drop, over and over and over again. It has been in the back of my mind all these many years since Q began to spur us to quicken our collective intelligence. Knew this drop was critical. Wondered what it could possibly mean.

It’s all so very mysterious . . .