The zeitgeist in the U.S. paralleled the Constitution with the Gospel itself. It breathed and would stand eternal. Aspirants for the presidency looked and sounded sympathetic enough to sway multitudes. It was a foregone conclusion that whoever composed the executive, judicial, and legislative branches; the Republic would perpetuate itself ad infinitum. Between presidential elections, plebeians zeroed in on their petite microcosms of life, pacified by deep seas—auras warding off banshees. Meanwhile, the patricians defaulted to the form of fallen angels. Alas, Usonia rested in the arms of Morpheus.
In 2020, visionaries disrobed, thence enlivened visibilities that recoiled in alarm. A wave of rebellion over their disarray (conferred death) raised the curtain on mass ceremonies intended to illustrate, even ward off evil—particularly alive in those that abstained. Hail Corona! Traversing the physical boundaries stirring enlightenment; and the dreamlike powers of the medicine man for devising weird and wonderful biologics to exorcise degenerate nature. Wherefore, the adapted m-RNA spiked protein.
Renewal of body and mind stems from a wafer chip insert (oddly like taking a communion wafer). Actual freedom—as opposed to the sham liberty espoused formerly—augurs upon public atonement and ransom presided over by spirit-raisers that employ dystopian practices to render complete subservience. For instance, they may threaten employment, deny public involvement, menace intimate relationships, sanction ridicule, validate psychological extortion (fear, obligation, and guilt). Finally, those who reject such iconic emancipation will yield to corporeal punishments imposed by majors and minors alike in a veritable hooley of misadventure.
The future is bright—for those who love darkness. ‘Climate Change’ ringleaders chiefly aim to delimit the sun’s rays where only the Corona (circle of light) is visible. Incorporate restricted light in all humans (that annoying conscience) and Lucifer & Co. strike a silent curse. Bookoo makutu caters for this crowning achievement. Mis-guides have conjured both narratives—misrepresenting the sun’s rays and the virus’ ways—paying heed to an internecine mystery religion that reverences Lucifer as the true light. To defect from the pivotal DNA link occasioning “tender age” and barge in “the winter of life” evermore (until doomsday more credibly). Desecrated creatures, separated unto Lucifer for his possession.
It will succeed since instead of appropriating resources for themselves, societies depend on patrons. Control translated from dispersed individuals to condensed groups during the radical industrial revolutions of the mid-18th and 19th centuries. Independence, tarrying, was formulaic before. However, persuading money involves rendering daily obeisance to isolated corporate entities for sustenance—hence darting back and forth.
So, no hoodoo veil or ‘miracle’ infusion means lords may end one’s life support. Opportunists have not abandoned the “look out for number one” maxim. Rather, a credulous service-oriented notion fittingly masks their instinctive motivation for subsistence. ‘Visionaries’ thus leveraged entire populations. Tyros grasped at ease and cloud seeders seized control. Both parcels got what they desired. More ease correlates with more regulation edging a dark, slippery slope. Surpassing the malingerers of the mid-20th century is a florilegium of 21st century poltroons, to put it mildly.
Leastwise, a grand scheme that reminds of fattening the Thanksgiving turkey. Humanity (a plump turkey) is lacking in propriety, of course, as the benefactor and butcher are raveled. The benediction, granted, is underway. If not for God’s long suffering, however, humanity would have leveled itself centuries ago.
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