Political Prisoner W202

We are entering dark times. To speak truth is treason. Protest is insurrection. First, they arrest the authors who document events. Read my book which got me in so much trouble with the Authorities.

Wrathful Emapathies, The 2nd Raid on Harpers Ferry.

Mordor is awake

Unfortunately, the forces of Mordor will not stay where they are. Evil wants to populate the Earth. In the face of such an overwhelming force, it’s easy to despair. “Run and hide” the mind says. Maybe joining them is better than fighting.

How about another way? There are wrathful entities even now patrolling the pathway of souls. It is there the real battle can be fought. Only there are the armies still equal.

For those who believe the oligarchy, please turn back before its too late.

The Bardo Patrol is dedicated to such lost souls. Don’t despair. Someone is searching for you. Call them the Kindred, Wrathful Empathies or aliens, but, rest assured, they will find you wherever you are or whatever is your state of existence. Its up to you to take their hand.

New social media

I am launching new app sites on Gab, Locals and Cloudhut. YouTube will not last long for me. What started out as an exasperating experience has evolved into a clearer evolution of my purpose. Specifically, I am focusing on the concept of historical recurrence. How individuals can change destructive patterns of our society that repeat themselves at key opportunities called choice points. These are the brief moments in time when the patterns can be changed (for the better). I believe this is what I was always trying to describe but without a succinct description. Looking forward, you should see a better cohesion between all my characters and their heretofore disparate storylines. Yes, my time traveling, inter-dimensional heroes and villains will continue their struggles, but with a new overarching narrative. We will face our monsters together.

Gulag of the mind

Experiencing the psychological punishment of 2020 was intended to make us all feel like political prisoners. After all, the widespread riots and lockdowns were right out of a communist playbook. We were told repeatedly that WE were the problem, everything was OUR fault. Some random police action against a deranged and violent criminal was really OUR fault because WE harbored deep, invisible hatred towards our fellow citizens. If that wasn’t enough, WE were to blame for a virus based pandemic that originated out of a military grade lab in Wuhan, China. If WE didn’t agree to self imprisonment, loss of civil liberties, virtue signal mask wearing, clearly, WE were guilty of gross acts of community hatred and even murder. Everyone just walk into your prison cell, close the door and lock it. To question the Authorities of technocrats was tantamount to murdering someone with our own hands. Just like a train ride to Siberia, we have no idea when, if, we will ever return.

To the prisoners of a Soviet gulag or a CCP internment camp, the punishment for questioning authority was physical and mental torture. Ask the citizens of Hong Kong if they prefer CCP rule or British suzerainty. While half of America binge watched the fictional TV series “A Handmaids Tale” as a smug characterization of Trump dystopia, the real show was in Hong Kong. Any TV series dramatizing that fall of civil rights? Any Broadway plays depicting the student heroes fighting in the streets of Hong Kong? Did any virtue signaling actors who endlessly lecture us (while they get rich) about the evils of our society ever dare speak about the Uighurs’ plight?

In my book, I envisioned a dystopian society ruled by a hidden cabal that control every aspect of the lives of American citizens, including the movement of their souls after death.

An act of defiance of my fictional characters was simply fleeing into the mountains to live free of government control. I never thought to include nail salons, barbershops, gyms, playgrounds and restaurants as potential battle fields. Who knew it would all happen so fast. We literally woke up one day and found ourselves characters on a Netflix dystopian TV film. Hopefully, it is cancelled after just one season.

Escape while you can.

Please excuse my absence! I have been hiking around the world and most recently the Appalachian Trail. Completed over 1,400 miles until the Coof virus posed travel restrictions in Vermont.

I am back at my desk starting my second book in the Wrathful Empathies trilogy.

The ongoing theft of the US election is proof that a dark conspiracy does, in fact, exist in this country (if not the world). The unmasking of evil forces who have no legitimate authority over our government systems is frightening. We were being lulled into an authoritarian system slowly and silently. Once they have taken the reigns of power, we will see the totalitarian trap released.

If you ever questioned whether or not an underground network like the Kindred could really exist, just wait for all the people who had the election stolen from them form ranks.

The Coof virus was the initial weapon that allowed for massive restructuring of our society. The reaction gave cover to all facets of our cultural system to play their role. It is not by chance that this weapon was launched by the CCP. What surprised me was how thoroughly and quickly its draconian restrictions were implemented even down to a gas station market store in the middle of rural Appalachia. I hiked through it. I saw it. Our world changed overnight into a totalitarian state that Stalin and Mao would have envied. AND people went along!

Some of us refused. Officially, the Appalachian Trail closed its access facilities, shelters, and even privies. Most thru hikers got off as ordered. A few did not. We continued hiking passed police tape, around barriers in defiance of notices and posted signs announcing closures.

I fully expect a National lockdown to be mandated by the new Authoritarian regime. Make no mistake, we may never see our Constitutional rights respected again.

In my first book, I described how and why a 2nd Raid on Harpers Ferry would occur. Who would have believed we would get to this point in reality? Actually, I did. Working within the DC swamp for 27 years revealed to me just how fragile our Republic was.

There really is a secret, dark, sinister and illegitimate force working to imprison our bodies and minds. Will it be able to control the destination of our souls?

The Kindred is real. I met them in the mountains and hollows. I will communicate on their behalf. We know how to survive and fight another day.

Stay tuned.