No excuses need be given. You want it bad enough, you get it. Your determination and intensity have to raise a ruckus, where the right ears are tuned for the hearing. If you aren’t getting what you want from a certain quarter than you are not making enough noise. I’m speaking from personal experience.
It is in the courts where the important things take place and one should make a calculated search to see just how much of a percentage of Zio-influence pervades in this arena. Consider the judges who were instrumental in critical court issues concerning 9/11.
As for the other courts, there is the outside leveraging of rulings and opinions and this takes place in chambers; in restaurants, on the golf course, at resorts and wherever those engaged in enslaving the rest of us, gather to scrutinize how to extract a few more nickels from the lumpen proletariat.
This is incrementally exponential. It’s a logarithmic expansion of exposures; falling pants and curtains, upskirts and peepholes into the mind of darkness and being made public by the very engines whose job is to conceal or reinterpret them.
Whatever they do only makes the situation worse because it’s out of their hands and the more control they seek to exert the less control they have. They’re aware of it but not aware of it. They refuse to believe that there is any power greater than their own and it’s pro forma that it will be exactly too late when they realize it.
We’re looking at ♫tears of rage and tears of grief♫ in which they will surely be asking themselves ♫why must I always be the thief♫?
Now they are really going to need a bailout and all they have to offer is business as usual. They’re in deep shit and there’s no more fitting environment for them than this.
Of course, for it to truly depict the deserving denouement, the shit needs to be set on fire and the compression factor of so much shit packed against itself, is eventually going to provide that. It’s one of those laws of nature where they don’t happen to be sitting on the judge’s bench.
In the moment of their greatest triumph pending, comes the specter of their greatest defeat.
No one has ever taken over the world.
Outside this little playpen is a land where you find what you bring and it is shown to you in terms of how enduring it is beyond the temporary days and nights in the Empire of Dreams.
I found that no matter what garment you put on something, it is the same thing underneath and either there is something beneath the clothes or there isn’t anything at all. It’s a simple thing.
Those who are in search of what is true,
The end result for these donkey masters is captured in the lyrics of The Band as they complete the chorus, ♫come to me now you know we’re so low and life is brief♫