(A bit over 2 pages, FOR MATURE AUDIENCES, and not for those prone to take offense. “Creative” stream of consciousness, like writing in my novel here): https://anewgnosis.com/2019/06/25/71/
To destroy all concept for the sole purpose of directing thought, or some such the broadcaster said, it seems like it’s the only way to be heard, so we’ll lay the claim. Demand less than you give and never suspect how minor a role each person plays to save a sense of continuity, but not the knowledge of decent treatment; there is nothing decent about a war debilitating all existence of its dominion to protracted death -not for profit, though it appeals to peons content with the “academic hypostasis” defining right and wrong -hypostasis (not in current use) means “unknowable” and cokehead billionaires would never care to learn it.
Their blackened hands are concealed by the latest bio-mechanic advances in the market of false skin, their grip is death but they wear robes and rape children, order around suits who rape children, and rub shoulders with Aristocracy who rape children. All of them enjoy hunting kidnapped children, they hear it makes the flesh tastier and maybe one day they’ll try it. More reward if you do, order the real person turned remote controlled robot from the exclusive catalog that is entertainment tabloid journalism, the “stage of their career” is finalized as their first movie hits screen, then robots are made to fill orders.
Function platform Saturn, where platform is function-specific, the light cast onto the screen and the music concealing tone, robot replacements controlled by out-of-phase handheld devices are collected by the males, a “leading man” means they have started their robot harem- the miscreants like codes like that dropped in the news broadcasts, it gives reason to demand blowjobs from the weather girl as a condition for hire knowing she’ll have no recourse, it provides laughter and a continual emptying covered over because that’s the example we need set. Every bit of it is secured by militaristic applications of evil, stand the line for routes running children, arrange security for the world-aid relief efforts because it’s a convenient pool from where their products can safely disappear.
The products, the children lost to the mechanics of a darkened intent left to churn for eons with no opposition, covered in drug profits and black market trade -of the type you are free to mention on the news because scarcity will only drive prices higher and no one breathes after mentioning the children, the commodity, taught and prepared for,
“What make rich man tingle down there.” -knowing, “Rich man has to always be happy.”
Line up the protesters who need a pad to the paycheck this month, (Knowing those details is why intelligence agencies exist.) -where platform is function-specific, a G-man takes his death toll and cashes it in for pleasure, secret extravagance, and all the free tickets complete with strings because when the only intrinsic value to you has departed, what strings could stop Platform’s function?
Hollowed out for how much attention he feels his penis is owed, a leading male star of the Luciferian set will have been trained on how to direct target cast members into industry-governing networks, and the process of making robots from people requires tortures. Death by plunging an excessively large blade into the vagina while the victim is strapped into position in a gynecologist’s stirrups is required, in earlier stages of the process product is typically chained to a wall and suffocated, they die and are revived several times. (The evil has the physics and with it the ability to remove sentience from physicality, reassigning “you” at its whim.) Not shying away from facts is required, as is the will to face the darkest displays of their evil, -but not in a method of saturation and mind breaking accounts; to remove all concept to direct all thought and to not become the listless observer.
But markets require products, and their physics requires the dumbed-down hoping to be rich and controllably famous population, it requires every demographic and it schedules when new demographics develop because they only develop when they are needed, -in steady proportion to the world’s growing population. This is field management coordination. Time-stopping, psyche invading, where frequencies built into unseen materials playing through the physical body come to invade organic process to become organic process, to deliver every circumstance and person to how they best provide the network of machines fabricating Weaponized Inter-Dimensional Space-Time future recourse. It is “build character in the shit-shoveler” economics and it arranges your dispositions for you, the frailty you keep hidden, leaving the world intrigue at how well you prop yourself up, the unspoken plodded out replies reserved to maitnain each moment’s decorum, repetitious and thought-owning directives blasted in signal, people buy the goods and their goods make them people.
Kill off the frozen, count on the winter die-off each year, factor it into the projected expenditures, and never question where the gold went, why the dollar’s not quite paper, and how Satan holds unquestioned dominion in cities and towns. Names of deities built from concentrating ideals and acts of nefarious intent have no power, without the mechanics of WIST (Weaponized Inter-dimensional Space-Time) there is no power available to the Satanist. The types of people attracted to acts required in the pursuit of evil are either grown-up victims themselves or they form so select a group they are easy to discount from any real opposition to our response. Conceptualizations build in different directions, anchoring new passages in varying directions, and thought is one function of body as sentient function response, where the will is internalized and the permanent ground -marked in opposition to the enemy, is consciously taken through discipline.
Satan’s range is a thin fabric of gold and the fabric of space time is actually a tran-dismensional material known for providing mathematical, verified interpretations of academic Astrophysics its fodder, its “waste your life and feel smart” fuel. The thin gold sheets span stretches of miles, same surface area as Los Angeles, Las Vegas, -anywhere, with expanses bordered by horizontal floating gold rods, two atop each other, and the entire tubular construct hovers over the edges of the gold plane. -As seen in a dimension where void exists because the void was built to be there, and it only contains anything needed to feed the chieftains your children.
The “Fabric of Space-Time” is a contained, arranged darkness, containing thick gelatinous materials stretching in massive intersecting lines, and the material contains grids of thick plasmas in glowing intensities. An out-of-phase interface is paired to a ranking Satanist’s neck, it is resonant to the gold tubes because the relationship gives the Satanist instantaneous communication, knowledge and action when required to provide Satan’s security. Calling up demons at this rank is meant for broad application, and a dark, more gaseous allotment of the fabric of space-time transmutes through the thin gold range to become sentient arrangements of intents assigned to matter, called upon in curses, select utterances, and non-verbal commands.
Function Platform Mars. Running resonant to the tubes of the range, a rear section of a fixture in Mar’s underground station, the giant machine and flesh brain, through where the back-bottom of a brain belonging to the subjects would be, a signal splits to the right from where the “top of a spine” would be, to allow for Luciferain coordination and through identical -but specifically, uniquely different explained means, Lucifer’s “Powers of Mars”, or some shit. (None of their sounds are important. Our response builds in driven silence.) Whole mechanics relies on resonant field conveyance. The split allows the Satanist secret directing powers, to supervene the Luciferian when the machine deems it necessary, because nothing about their desire is theirs and every Satanist snuff film sex lord is proud of the demons inhabiting his dick.
It is childhood antics developed to the covertly enhanced mechanics of exacting evil in the name of unknown insecurity, ad infinitum, -and as the term applies to the inner domain, because the soldiers of the enemy persist in their unquestionable authority, knowing full well someone higher-up will reserve the chopping block for their head at the most inane infraction- their deal was eternal, and their side will lose.
