[ti]bug[/ti]The Nobody (+/vs) The Illuminati

He's someone who is not known, because the stranglers of info....don't want to share...they are evil swine, who are into control.

Most on the outside cannot decide if it's all real or not.....because he is covertly being oppressed by good solid citizen vigilante Commie scumbags.

If there be chaos, they want to call the direction of the play.

If there be light, they want to train it.

He does not like spies....citizen spies...losers, dorks...smug self appointed bozo slime who think they're self righteous while denying their own impotence.

He's ready to launch...to be...."All Down The Line".

His white horse (a Ford F-150) is named Rocinante (Roxy in English)....and she's running well.

What has moved the mountains in his heart?  

Orioles.  

A small flock of hungry skinny orange or yellow birds ( just finishing their long strenuous journey from Costa Rico) descended on his Mom's jelly feeders on the side deck. Orioles. Everywhere.

Orange Orioles were seen on the family coat of arms in an old mansion in Duluth...when he and his Dad last visited The Lake Superior shoreline Estate where a murder occurred: The Condin Mansion.

 He locked away the memory of that stained glass craftwork in the basement.  Synchronicity.

He just realized what these birds symbolize.....travel....colorful wanderlust.



Orioles: harbingers of portentous hints ....feathered muses....symbols of Traveling....they say, "go west old man, quick, while you have the stamina and will...fly back to the mountains and forests to find those old look out towers".

...."Her book is just part of a revival of the cult that surrounded Kerouac which has this year prompted three feature films and a documentary, as well as books and an exhibition at the British Library.

Johnson, now 77, describes him as a "very odd person" who treated her dreadfully but was the love of her life. She delves more deeply into his background, his childhood and his rise to fame and chronicles the toll his celebrity status and his drinking took on their relationship.

She was 21 when she met Kerouac. "Jack was without a place to live and had no money. Since I was a young writer who had her own apartment, Allen [Ginsberg] set up a blind date." They were together for two years.

Kerouac became a sensation after On the Road, which blighted their relationship: "Women everywhere were offering themselves. He was a celebrity, which was very hard for him. In public situations, he had to drink."

Johnson's book, The Voice Is All: The Lonely Victory of Jack Kerouac, to be published this month, explores how the "spontaneous" writing of On the Road was actually "a much longer process … each paragraph had to be a 'poem'."

She shows how Kerouac's French Canadian background both enriched his prose and gave him a unique outsider's vision of the US. She details his slow, often painful development as a writer, with early struggles to master English.

She said: "He spoke Joual, a Canadian dialect of French. Other biographies have not looked really deeply enough at the implications of Jack's Franco-American heritage, the fact that English was a second language … There was always a process of translation going on, trying to find the English equivalent for the French inside his head … Now looking at the text of On the Road, I can see French inflections all the way through it."

She recalls: "I thought I'd never met anyone who'd lived with more absolute freedom … A need to keep moving, as if whenever he stayed anywhere too long, he exhausted the present by soaking it in too intensely."....https://www.theguardian.com/books/2012/sep/16/jack-kerouac-ex-girlfriend

www.standbyformindcontrol.com/2016/06/the-measure-of-a-man-whom-to-oppress/


..."Everything that happens in here feels so mundane and ordinary it’s easy to overlook the movie’s point, which point is that very fact: oppression isn’t Big Brother with his boot on your face, it’s the friendly, bussinesslike woman at the bank explaining why your best option is to sell your home to pay off your debts, it’s the dance class instructor making clear your inability to move with grace, it’s watching the face of your fellow employee when it’s explained that because she was caught trying to reuse a few customer coupons, she’s going to lose her job of twenty years.

Is there any way out? A way to resist? To fight back? A small one, maybe. What happens next is anyone’s guess."...
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note: he never hated anyone more than the Commie gang stalkers playing voyeuristic power trips as good solid citizens: Truman Show dorks (most likely without free will...mind control).

He's the right kind of man

The nobody is bullshit they just want to seperate and control people like the nobody. its not a coinvidence that so many people think they are the nobody. We are all equal and are the creators of our own realities so be whoever you want dont let anyone own your reality believe in yourself. "YOUR MIND IS MORE POWERFUL THAN YOU THINK" its that simple
. Realize it.

My soul (I assume) does not allow me to remember my dreams,a few times I have lucid dreamed and It has shown me some of the stuff It does.
In one of these dreams I was talking to a group of people In an American bar, which would be a link to the dreamworld quote you mention so maybe that Is what my soul has been doing.

umm If you read some of what I have been doing 5 posts above your post you will see that I have been pretty busy.

and exactly what are you comparing things to this world Is way better than hell,
do you even know where you would currently be If I hadn't of worked stuff out and stopped them doing their bad shit!

they are planning on wiping this planet out.

does anyone else feel that this Nobody is an agent of God,
because he has to be for God or Satan,
as these are the End Days of Earth as we know it,
and someone was needed to help people to go to the Light of Christ,

and nobody has stepped up and taken the job;

This is a SPIRITUAL time
and we are about to see a huge spiritual Event unfold before all of our eyes;

Mr. Nobody is not concerned with self, or, the ego;
the job is to prepare the way for the return of Jesus Christ;

WHY ELSE IS HE HERE?

anyone?
'is there anybody out there' who agrees;

this is not a game of 'King of the Hill'

this is about turning the tide of Human hearts towards God
before it's too late to change your mind;

Nibiru-Nemesis (God's Heavenly Host) is HERE,
ready to do God's will on Earth;

please stop the games and this King of the Hill' ego game;
this is serious, and if you feel you have any 'juice',
then use it to help to win souls for the Lord God Most High,

'cause Satan's minions are working hard to corrupt as many as possible
to take them away for nothing good;

so if you feel that you are a part of the Nobody's part to play,
then use it for the good of all;

Selfless service to Humanity;
and doing God's will, not your own
is required;

sacrifice your bad habits on the later of your Soul
and join the living Army of God on Earth;

it's a hard job, but a righteous job,
but it seems that Nobody wants to really do it

www.veteranstoday.com/2019/05/02/hacking-humans-part-ii-remote-electronic-torture-in-the-21st-century/


…"God gave free will to man, so how can that be subordinated to a computer? Torture, incessant torture. I have been on the receiving end of this hacking, programming, and controlling for over a year and a half — all of it accomplished through prolonged and relentless torture.



The victim — me in this case — is first broken down through sleep deprivation, burning, shocking, cooking, blocking of chakras and blood circulation to all parts of the body and brain in a specific way, burning/radiating of the genitals, constant zapping/clicking in the brain, pressure on the skull and brain, etc., until the victim behaves in a particular way or does a certain thing.



Classic Pavlov conditioning. During this process, the victim’s defenses/evoked potentials are discovered, mapped, and turned into data; this data is entered into the victim’s programming on a supercomputer (My assumption based on personal observations.



It is certainly an automated system—at least in part — and I imagine that the only kind of machine that could handle such a complex task would be a supercomputer); the victim slowly loses control over his/her direction in life, control over his/her ability to reflect on the past, present, and future; and eventually loses his/her will power after becoming exhausted from the constant torture.



This is the goal of the torture campaign, replacing the victim’s will with that of a computer, with the aid of what seems to be a combination of satellites, terrestrial-based wave emitting devices/structures, and a manual operator. With little to no defense other than venting anger, complaining, or medicating, the victim loses sight of his/her own freedom and slowly succumbs to this merciless dagger of torture that is stabbing, breaking down, and attempting to replace his/her will/soul."...