Some say films are used as a physiological medium to condition society
I searched for this old piece I started in 2016
For a new book
After watching
The Last of Us
The Last of Us carried echoes of my first draft in 2016
A dystopian future controlled by cruel overlords
It seems such a dark channeled vision of a possible future
The war in Ukraine
NATO in a proxy war with Russia
Nuclear war threat
Sudden deaths worldwide
Covid vax lies
Higher prices across the board
A decimated economy looming
But have hope
The light always finds a way
Well here it is
As written in 2016
Seems so far away
Looking back
Salute.
Sometimes we write for we must!
ON JANUARY 10, 2016 BY JOHN DUFFY
USA, Arizona, Quartzsite, Ghost Town, Castle Dome For the readers.
I sometimes write to relax.
A piece I started a few years ago whilst going through a rather dark phase
after my father died and began reading about the various themes
supported strongly on various conspiracy websites,
Which shall remain nameless of course
At the time
the seemingly endless suffering and sudden surge in cancer diagnoses
created anger
at the lack of meaningful treatment
and the feeling that something wasn’t all it seemed to be
This proved to be my own form of Catharsis
and with my introduction to the word itself
I began writing.
FREEDOM.
FOR THEY LIVE.
The Year is 2021.
I Will begin before I get thirsty for some more Jack Daniels No.7
If you wondering why you should read the journal
of a Jack Daniels-drinking old hermit
Hiding in a working crematorium
think again
You need to know
This Dystopian Hell needs destroying
The old quote
“I didn’t speak out and when they came for me, there was no one left to speak for me “
Is sometimes too true
Don’t be one of the blind
Be one of the few who seek answers
Be one who finds some
Everyone wants the Truth but everyone is afraid, to be honest
The Time is always right to do what is Right
” The healthy man does not torture others,
more than often it is the tortured who interns into the torturers.”
A couple of memorable historic speeches before I start
” One day after I am long gone,
You will remember and say,
We should have stopped the nuclear program of Israel,
Abolished the Federal Reserve and kicked out secret societies, occultists, usurpers
And Zionists out of our wonderful Country
To keep it that way but it is never too late, just remember that ”
1917 – 1963 R.I.P
” A nation can survive its fools and even the ambitious.
But it cannot survive treason from within.
For the traitor appears not as a traitor but speaks in accents
Familiar to his citizens and wears their faces and arguments.
He appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men.
He rots the soul of a nation and works secretly to undermine the pillars of the city,
Infecting the body politics so that it can no longer resist. ”
106 – 43 BC R.I.P
Two very wise men
Did we learn anything from them?
Maybe now but then, NO!
Just a heads up, if I start using profane language
Blame Uncle Jack
He’s such a bad influence.
It started in 2014 with the preplanned Confiscation Movement
And ended up here in 2021
Total Dystopia
Ruled over by insidious and heartless Overlords
Whilst RFID populations
Worldwide
Slaved in dire inhumane conditions
Mensentio fed the World to death and cancerous tumors
Big Pharma, supported by the corruptible Laws of the Lands
Enforced the daily consumption of Goodness
And Newspeak ruled the Airwaves
The Truth needs to be heard
Our voice must get out
Men still carry False Flags
People still eat from the fruits of the Beast
The Rich still live in gilded palaces
The Hell on Earth is here
if the Truth gets out maybe the
Change we clamored for in 2013 might happen
#FREEDOM
We were warned by Foreshadowing
Open your Eyes
Wake up for THEY LIVE
I am a refugee in a funeral home
My last hiding place from a long line of others
Hidden from sight by occupying a secret compartment
In the furnace room
Protected by the lead-lined walls
From handheld or drone thermal scanners
Items in the room
Beat down leather chair
Chunks of polyurethane foam oozing out of its torn areas
A large dark wooden table
Stained with unknown substances
Enmeshed into the grain coloring the worn surface
Names scratched into the dirty filthy surface with primitive implements standout
Ironically Robert Olmstead been one
H. P. Lovecraft would have smiled all the way from his watery fourth-dimension home
in the legendary Innsmouth
If he knew
A beaten old black Remington typo dominates the desk
Reams of faded A4 paper rustling the table legs like old lovers
A half-drunk bottle of Jack Daniels
Sits unencumbered by the silence
Twinkling in its golden hue created by the only means of light in the room
A rapidly fading yellow altar candle
A bundle lays undisturbed upon the grimy floor
Ready for battling the dark when needed
Nearby in silence
Waiting to also be drunk with need
Glistens more Uncle Jacks
Sleeping remedy for long nights and heavy days
Medicinal of course
Electricity no longer trusted
For smart meters will alert the 4 Reich Death Squads
Hardly home from home
But wanted men can’t be fussy
As they say in certain circles
If you live in the South of Oceania
And are stuck in your rural self-contained prisons
Here’s what we have to contend with
…Just a brief overview…
Attack dogs and guards stand on every street corner
Hand scanners at the ready
If you're not showing your RFID chip when processed
Then FEMA awaits
The black heavily armored vans
Hidden from view with wrist and ankle chains
Will readily accommodate you
People line up to pass through the many checkpoints
That occurs every 100 meters
Pre-Crime cameras clinging to every surface above two meters
Watching
Always analyzing
New studies into deoxyribonucleic acid (DNA)
Has identified the Criminal gene
And if you're scanned and the gene is identified
FEMA awaits
Drones pollute the smoky air
Scanning buildings with thermal imaging cameras
Observing numbers and collecting the names of persons in the properties
As they fly past
My story is going out for the masses
To YOU
Using now expensive paper and an old typo
(Typewriter to the generation of gadget freaks)
Remington rocks
Anything electronic can be traced and erased
The old ways are the best
Read my tale and learn…WAKE UP
Nada and Frank Armitage tried
Now it's my turn
WAKE UP
For They Live
Noises from the perimeter scanners
Indicate the hybrid transhumanist attack dogs
Are nearby
Sometimes write for we must!
Mmmm...it could be my next small project. Salute.
Would you read it?
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