These three people I choose to inform me now:

Elizabeth Nickson: Given that her father was put in charge of a “work camp” for Jews after World War II and her mother was subjected to MK Ultra mind control experimentation, Nickson is nobody’s fool. Here’s her perspective on how the current slaughter is being used to further mind control humanity into stunned oblivion.

OBAMA INC IS RUNNING OUT OF BROWN PEOPLE TO KILL

This is Israel’s American-planned-and-financed Color Revolution

Jonathan Cook: I hate to admit it, but I had never heard the phrase “settler-colonial” state until today. And Cook shows how deeply meaningful is this phrase.

With Hamas gone, Gaza still wouldn’t be free

As a classic settler-colonial state, Israel is doing the only thing it knows how to do. So long as the West keeps cheerleading, that includes genocide

Chris Hedges: Riffing further on “settler colonial state,” this from the passionate, deeply seasoned, war correspondent whom I remember discovering during the all-too-brief “99 percent” revolt in 2011.

Exterminate All the Brutes

All settler colonial projects, including Israel, reach a point when they embrace wholesale slaughter and genocide to eradicate a native population that refuses to capitulate.

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The steal, this time, was so blatant that my optimistic Sagittarian self assumes it must be the final rub-in-your-face to the still complacent normies of how, unless some kind of massive correction is made, and NOW, this Republic, which assumes citizens freely choose their leaders, is done. Why optimistic? Because, especially when coupled with Trump’s announcement on 11/15/22 that he is again a candidate for U.S. President (but when; many commentators have pointed out that he didn’t actually say the word “2024” during his Mar-A-Lago speech), extreme cognitive and emotional dissonance infects us immediately when we recognize that Trump’s running again will mean NOTHING if elections continue to be stolen.

Beside, 2024? Are you kidding? At the rate this nation is dissolving, thanks to inflation (which will drive up price of everything, to the point where the trucks won’t run (and besides, aren’t they due to run out of diesel by Thanksgiving?), food won’t get to stores, energy won’t be delivered to homes in the dead of winter — all of which will lead to starvation and at the very least internal chaos, especially considering the long overrun border by cartels, thieves, traffickers, fentanyl, etc. — let’s face it: we won’t “make it” to 2024.

So . . . I presume the “white hats,” if they exist, including Trump, have something up their sleeve to remedy our seemingly impossible situation. But whatever it is, Trump warned us in his unusually low-key announcement speech, we face a difficult future in the near-term. Here’s the way Clif High parses it:

Oh, and then there’s the continuing fallout from the vax — with all sorts of diseases and debilities overtaking compromised immune systems; with “dies unexpectedly” notices in local papers on a near-daily basis.

And then there’s the long-expected global financial/political collapse, its finale likely ignited already by the sudden, total crash of the SBF/ FTX ponzi fraud.

Oh yeah, and Ukraine, Taiwan . . . U.S./NATO warmongering . . .

Meanwhile, this morning, sitting at the kitchen table with my young friend Dan, who lived here for five years and, at a precocious 31 years of age, is already beginning to show signs of actually following his own nature (and so, of course, nature is taking care of him), he mentioned that he was reading a book by Chris Hedges. “Oh yes,” I responded, beginning to rant myself. “I remember him from 2011; he came onto my radar during the Occupy Movement. Was thrilled to hear him speak — one big truth after another flowing from his extremely concerned and eloquent lips — .But then, as time went on, I realized that he was unequivocally pessimistic, and that his pessimism kills the soul. So I turned away, though he stayed on the edges of my radar . . . Then, a few years later, I noticed that Chris actually mentioned permaculture. He had visited a farm? He had spoken to someone, or read some book? Can’t remember, but he was excited. This was the very first time I had ever seen him excited, even hopeful! I assumed he had turned a corner. That there would be more. But no . . . So I turned away forever.”

“What I focus on is to know full well the evil in which we are embedded, and then, against all odds, to create a little island of regeneration, a lotus blossom inside the rotting muck. Such as our little Green Acres Permaculture Village. You know damn well that little experiments like this are already popping up all over. And that each one inspires others.”

Here’s my latest interview, from 2020:

Retrofitting Community: Remaking Life in the Midwest Suburbs

So: if Clif is right, and if Trump is right, then these next few months, and even years, will be unimaginably difficult; and yet, given the intrepid human spirit, we WILL prevail, despite whatever global edicts the WEFFERS try to lasso us into meanwhile.

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Much has happened since that time to my own mind. Back then I was still a leftist, but now I’m very decidedly not. Over these years I have watched the left contort itself further and further from common-sense only to end up completely crazy.

Four years after Occupy, Donald Trump rode down the elevator. That was in 2015. I did not vote him. I couldn’t imagine anyone voting for Trump. But at that point I was way beyond voting for HIllary, and ended up throwing my vote away on Jill Stein.

Then Donald Trump got to work. Or he tried to, inside an unrelenting maelstrom of vitriol directed against him. One thing he wanted to do was throw Hillary in jail. Check! Another thing he wanted to do was go after child trafficking. Check! Plus stop all wars and bring the troops home! Check! This latter he actually managed to do, in the sense that he was the only American president in 40 years to not start a new war. If there’s nothing he else he did that was of value, there was that.

At some point, I reversed my opinion on Donald Trump and began to cheer him on, despite his bloviating personality which, of course, put me off as much as it does anyone who holds even a modicum of modesty.

On the other hand, I was also fully aware, that without that massive ego, he could not have stopped the attacks before they got to him, got inside him. Instead, he kept deflecting them off the surface of his portly self, and increasingly, turned the attacks into boomerangs. As we witness now with both January 6, and the Trump MAL raid.

Why did I start this post with that introduction? Because I wanted to give context to what I’m going to say next, and that is that Trump did end up at least pointing in the right direction, which is yes, as he put it, to drain the swamp.

But, as anyone who thinks about these matters now knows, the cancerous, murderous swamp has embedded itself within, infiltrated the interstices of all governmental institutions. So much so that it does indeed feel like we are standing the edge of a “precipice,” with our nation’s survival very much at stake.

Enter Chris Hedges, a chronic doomer, who’s utterly positive that not only will our nation, and therefore the entire global civilization, collapse, but that it will “probably” be the very last time this happens. Why? Because, he says, there’s no more pristine land to migrate to. That the whole globe is full up, and sullied fatally, with us, the human species, once again, gone wrong, gone off.

We Are Not the First Civilization to Collapse,

but We Will Probably be the Last

Note the assumptions he makes in this post: 1) that climate warming is real, the wave of the future (wait a minute. What about its opposite, global cooling? Or for that matter, what about a climate that is always changing? Do you really be-LIE-ve any so-called data put out by “experts” with an agenda?); 2) that the globe is already overpopulated (the opposite assumption can and has been made), and that most crucially, the reason “We Will Probably Be the Last” is because there’s no more pristine land to migrate to.

I’ve been posting a number of times lately, on the dire straits that we do appear to be in during this first ever Pluto Return to its natal degree in the U.S. chart. But with this post, my ire has been aroused. Is this just because I’ve been attacked by wasps, twice, in the last two weeks, and have transmogrified into a waspish character? Possibly. Or perhaps the wasps had my back, in the sense that their fierce stings aroused me to a new level of activism.

Because, I think Chris Hedges is absolutely wrong. That though civilization is, once again, collapsing yes, it will not be for the last time, meaning that humanity is utterly doomed, but that this collapse can, will, and actually IS catalyzing rebirth, a boon. A rebirth in place. Right where we live. No need to migrate elsewhere. All we need do is change our perceptions to the point where we recognize that no matter what the built environment looks like now, we can likely repurpose it to encourage, embrace, nourish new life.

For example, take the place I landed in right before my husband Jeff died, a boring suburban house in the middle of Bloomington Indiana. That was in 2004. Since that time, working with others, I have been blessed with the energy to transform this living space into a tiny paradise, now called Green Acres Permaculture Village. 

How do we begin to initiate this kind of fundamental change right where we live? Via permaculture. No matter where we are located, whether it’s on a farm outside town, or in a townhouse surrounded by other townhouses, or in a homeless encampment, or in a suburban wasteland, or a downtown apartment, we can take a look around us, and recognize that we are all in this together, that we are all human beings, who gain sustenance through our interactions with each other, and with the living earth, despite how mind control conditioning has attempted to deform us. We are each, underneath, in our heart of hearts, a sovereign soul, at one with all. We are thoroughly flawed human beings, who have been born into this material planet to make choices, continuously, between good and evil, the right road and the wrong road, selfless or selfless. As such we are each both individual, having made our own unique mistakes, and now sufficiently chastized, we realize that we are meant to work together, in common, collaborating, cooperating with each other to ignite the new world from the ashes of the old.

Meanwhile, here are three interesting takes on how to navigate this strange liminal time when collapse is occurring, and we know it, but it hasn’t quite buried us yet. (Nor does it need to; see above.) Instead, we can look up, and see bombs falling; we can look down and feel the earth trembling beneath our feet; we can look around and see lost souls jabbing themselves with poisons of all kinds; we can breathe in all this, and still live. Not only live, but thrive. It’s a project, you see. and we all signed up for it, or we wouldn’t have been born.

First, Jon Rappoport praises Catherine Austin Fitt’s emphasis on decentralization. Very important. Change the world here, now, where you live. What you actually have control over.

Catherine Austin Fitts, Solari, and decentralization of power

Next, Caitlin Johnstone, who, believe it or not, has hope, despite the madness. And what is that hope? “Expansion of Consciousness.” Yes. Agreed. Notice, when you’re about to start a fight, or when you’re about to light that next cigarette. Notice yourself doing what you do, to the point where a space opens between the small you that acts out of habit and fear and the larger strict, but forgiving awareness. This awareness, this detached witness to your experience, has your back, even when you don’t yet know it.

The Human Race Is Acting Like a Self-Destructive Individual

And finally, Martin Geddes, who offers welcome words of advice in navigating the accelerating turbulence without going crazy yourself. Just do what is yours to do. Pay attention to your own day, to the details of your day. Don’t bother thinking you can change anybody else. You can’t. But what you can do is become more and more present to your own life, to its beauty, and grace, inside the maelstrom.

Geddes video message

And just remember who you really are, okay?

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