The Sheep, the Shepard, and the Wolf.

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The herd only survives because the Shepard is there, prepared to sacrifice the few to protect the many. Truth seekers are part of the few. Unfortunately we often delude ourselves into thinking that being outside the herd and awake will save us. Nope. We get to be amongst the first to go. Be a truth seeker at your peril!
We are just considered by the herd to be amongst the mentally challenged and thus can be dismissed out of hand. Eccentric is a description kept for only those who are smart enough to escape the noose the elite and their parasitic enablers have managed to constructed around the truth.
For most of us stupid truth speakers it all begins by not conspiring with others to cover up the crimes committed by individuals in our institutions.

A personal example of how it all starts.

A long time ago, Xmas 1983, I was on secondment to Kalgoorlie Regional Hospital from Perth as a trainee Nurse. A position I would later resign from as the experience I am about to recount will not leave me. It reawakened unresolved trauma in my own life from dysfunctional parenting and an anti-social up-bringing (another story all in itself). All of which placed me on the road to career death and all the problems that situation brings with it. Anyway, I was working on the Psycho-Geriatric ward as a 1st year doing dressings, general care, bathing, showering, feeding, etc of the patients there. There was one old gentleman called Colin Scriven (I believe that was his name) and he had been admitted years ago as a double sided stroke-victim that had rendered him in a vegetative state that would only be punctuated by strangled cries when things were being done to/for him. He was a special case and I did not personally nurse him. That was left up to a pair of polish-born nurse assistants and the orderlies that serviced that ward. As you may surmise he was labor intensive and took up a lot of time of the other qualified nurses on the ward.

One day, maybe two weeks into working on that ward one of the other trainee nurses came to me as I was beginning my afternoon shift and said in hushed tones words to the effect of telling me that the two Polish nurse assistants were going to ‘get rid of Mr Scriven’ today. I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t really even process it through my thoughts as the implications were just too much for me to address. So I just acknowledged what she had said and carried on my own duties. About an hour later there was commotion on the ward and I started to hear a most terrible sound that reverberated from one end of the ward to the other. It was the sound of Colin Scriven gasping for breath as he had been placed on his back for feeding (something you NEVER do to a incapacitated person!) and when he had kept spitting out the food had a hand placed over his mouth until it was forced backwards down into his lungs.
He was seen by a doctor who attempted to get some suction down but it was too deeply lodged in his lungs and he lay like that for FIVE HOURS until he died. Gasping for air so loudly that everyone on the ward could hear him suffering in the torture of choking to death on his own food.
He died as I left the ward at the end of my shift. I found that out the next day but at the time I did have an unusual experience of a wind blowing through me in an enclosed solid corridor that moved around momentarily as I was walking down it returning to my room.

Strange, hey! But I’m not known for being religious so I’m still unsure as to what that all meant.

But some part of my brain did process what had happened on that ward and it became a catalyst to reigniting all my unresolved emotional traumas from my childhood. Of course, I had no idea what was going on in my subconscious so became a thorn in the side of the Hospital administration where ever I was sent subsequently. Thus, I eventually resigned after making myself thoroughly disliked by all my peers. The other nurses on that day Colin Scriven died, well hey! They just saw it as part of the job. Someone who is inside the system is allowed to get away with……

I was told that the Doctor who signed the death certificate put ‘natural causes’ on the document.

So everybody gets away with taking another persons life when you have a state sponsored system to cover for you and hide in.

Except me. I tried to show how badly run the Hospital system was and was destroyed doing it. It’s a small town Perth but I have nowhere I wanted to run to. I wasn’t going to leave my mother after she had been so badly treated by my father. Both during their marriage and after divorce. And I never felt that my humiliation at the hands of various elites and government institutions of Perth were ever bad enough to warrant me running away in shame. What I didn’t recognize though was how small this town is and how they LOVE to have someone with no connections or power to make an example of. I was/am one of those people and they made hay while the sun shone.

Because of that experience and many others (both before and after) I have no solutions to the herd mentality except to think on the three parts; The sheep, the Shepard, and the wolf. Of course, that doesn’t necessarily explain why the Shepard needs the sheep in the first place. The sheep have turned out to have many uses other than just for the dining table. Control of the many by the few has many unintended consequences that have proved to be a boon for the Shepard. Human ingenuity is one that sticks out immediately. Co-operation is another. These are qualities the elite do not possess. There’s is the creed of greed and self interest rules their thinking. Without the sheep to use as a buffer between these elites they would surely tear each other to pieces in their haste for ultimate supremacy.
So they take advantage of our herding instincts and keep us fearful of the wolves so we wont stray too far from the flock.

Who are the wolves? Well, anyone that the good Shepard decrees is a wolf! The sheep wont argue, will they?

It’s worth pondering the implications in that they need the herd in a much more fundamental way; to provide sacrificial lambs for ritual slaughter to satisfy their own lust for human domination through the destruction of the young and naive. This so they can free their minds from their carnal desires and concentrate on survival through the subjugation of the rest of us to meeting their needs. Not our own.

Going on wholesale at the moment.

Did I write something wrong?

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Now I have decided to take my writing onto a different tack and try to find something to say which isn’t just going over old ground and being generally miserable. (Therapy, you know!)
So I tried to rev up a Mining web page by posting this in the comments on a pro nuke article. Hell, the whole damn industry is pro destruction anyway. Just the place for a puff piece on the nuke industry. Just the place to serve it up.
(snip)
The frogs seem to be all boiled to death and they don’t even know it.
“From the people who designed and built this nuclear nightmare in the first place…we bring you reassuring empty words and our grand vision of a new tomorrow where elevated radiation levels are nothing….I repeat, nothing to do with the incidence of cancers and medical disorders that were unknown before the dawn of the nuclear age.
There is absolutely every chance that all the detectable plutonium found in the natural environment around the globe is perfectly safe because it can only be made in a nuclear reactor. Which as we know are completely safe because there has been no deaths attributed to it by the authorities of those nuclear states that operate them.
It is safe to eat plutonium by the fuel rod. This has been proven by countless Americans who happily eat it everyday, as they do in Falluja (albeit a little more intensely!).
Nuclear scientists have given nothing but unstinting service in the hunt for the perfect mini-nuke….I mean clean nuclear energy, and apart from when it all goes wrong and we have multiple melt-downs, you have to say nuclear power is safe, clean, hygienic, smooth to the touch, and always ready for a good time.”
I could carry on but my shill money has run out and I, like all good shills, will do anything for money, but nothing else.
(snip)

Now, can you believe it, they refused to publish!

So now I, along with countless millions of others publish what has been deemed unsuitable according to the gate-keepers by our own means.
It’s one aspect of the internet that makes it so popular with the masses. Obvious point, I know, but it’s worth thinking about afresh now and again because I’m sure there are many plans afoot to stop this ability to self publish.
At the moment it is confined to such things as the censorship from other sites such as which just happened to myself. Or the use of alleged copy-write infringement to shut people down who upload to youtube, etc.
Facebook is interesting in that they allow users to shut down other users without any checks and balances in place. Is this a way of getting people used to the idea of being sanctioned for no verifiable reason by suspending or deleting their presence on the web?
Once, a long, long, long, time ago……ahhhh, Let’s face it, never has the common person been able to communicate to so many their own perceptions and trials of modern living.
This is not a good outcome for the elite’s and their agenda to keep us all reading from the same play book. Theirs!
Thus I get to write that it just appalls me that there is a move by the miners in Australia to dig up more uranium, process it to a higher grade than yellow-cake, and build nuclear reactors here to generate electricity.
Meanwhile over 80% of Amerikas reactors are leaking and have been leaking radioactive materials for decades.
I think it is our modern equivalent of opening the gates of Hell and watching with bemusement at what comes out.
An interesting aside, I was listening to Leuren Moret earlier and she was saying that ALL the incidences of supposed alien abduction and cattle mutilation happen down wind from these nuclear reactor sites.
She goes on to postulate that these abductions and mutilations are actually the work of the American shadow government as they tried to quantify the effects of this type of ongoing contamination.
Now let me say this about what I read and hear on the net. I have come to recognize that every ones perceptions are their own. I don’t pretend that my perception is any more privileged than the next persons, but I will say that I wouldn’t swap it for another as it would make me an alien to my own history.
So I entertain many ideas about the larger conspiracies that are enunciated throughout the web but will only act on what touches me in a tangible way. The claims made by others I have no way of verifying so I interrogate them with my own logic and then decide whether or not they sound plausible. I try not to promote them as I cannot attest to their validity.
However I can do things like listening to a young woman who was told point-blank that she couldn’t work at a mineral sands mine if she was pregnant due to the effects of the radiation levels from the product.
Red flag for me, but there are many money bubbles out there in which perceptions are differently constructed and the view from their back yard is rather limited. Just the way some like it.
What can I do? I was hoping that the threat of alien abduction may have been enough to keep the elite on the straight and narrow but that too would seem to be nothing more than another black-op perpetrated by the shadow government against the American people!

I may have met an ‘alien’ once but he never did anything that I could notice that helped me in this world. There was no showing me some super technology, or some kind of mind-melding that gave me intellectual and mental powers beyond my wildest imaginings. …Nope. Nothing. Zilch. Nada. Just got me to talk into his phone to some other guy for directions because he was lost,….. I realized when he had gone, and I mean disappeared when I turned my back for a second, that he had gotten my voice print and could probably triangulate my brain wave patterns from it and turn me into some kind of freaky haired, crazy-paved assassin, at the press of a button, (or the intention to do harm as apprehended in the mind of the controlling alien super technology. Sounds all morphed-up and it probably is!).
Oh the irony of realizing that I was shown a piece of alien super technology after all but I stupidly let it become my master as I became it’s slave.
What a shame. I was so looking forward to being given some kind of ADVANTAGE over everyone else on the planet……But instead I’m starting to feel a little sleepy and distracted….
…and now somethings turned on in my head….
It doesn’t feel very good, it actually feels very hostile to me… 
I feel as if I’m about to loose control over my personality and ability to express my will……ingness to do what I should have been doing all along….. I do not subscribe…will not… to the views expressed above…… I am here to serve the master…..I cannot question what I have been programmed to do….Programmed to do….Programmed to do….
EXTERMINATE!  EXTERMINATE!  EXTERMINATE ALL HUMANS! ESPECIALLY THOSE IN RAY BANS! DO THEM FIRST! THEY CAN SEE US!!!Image