1,000 words, life during the sickness, 5th entry

Where do I begin? So much has happened since my last entry. Learning to hunt was one thing, but I won’t get into that just yet.

Lisa and I once watched a guy from an alternative media source who was purportedly a Marine in the Secret Space Program. Talking about recent events, he said things would get crazy, then crazier, then just when you thought that we were at an end of all the craziness, it would get that much crazier. I have to think, he wasn’t wrong.

You may not know about the SPP because as the name suggests, it is/was secret. There are folks in our government, if asked, will deny. That part is called “plausible deniability.” If you have ever heard the expression, it was probably in a movie. There is more about disclosure that we can talk about but it would take more than 1,000 words, and why certain parts of it come out in so-called fictitious movies and novels. From what I understand, this is part of natural/cosmic law, like having both sides of a court case completely transparent with no surprises.

Why do I even mention this small bit of information that most Americans would probably label part of “conspiracy theory,” which was an expression coined by the Central Intelligence Agency? Because my friend, we are in the midst of information warfare, not just about differences between black and white; democrat and republican; God fearing or atheist; or any other means of drawing out opposites. By the way, duality is fictitious. I can tell you about one piece of tangible evidence because I served in the military. The process and approach has to do with shifts in the mass consciousness. No, that is not a fru-fru piece of magic from the heavenly realms. It’s called psychological operations, and is a valuable piece of warfare. Just as a reminder, magic works this way.

It’s about convincing an enemy and it’s people that they are defeated. It happens in sports all the time, along with fake handoffs and all sorts of trickery. In fact, you can probably pick out the exact moment it happens in a football game, the moment of submission. If you are not convinced about how the mind can be your enemy, look up how the CIA used Hollywood and mainstream media to influence the public, to the point now where people don’t know what to believe unless a so-called trusted authority says it. Someone like Dan Rather.

So, let’s talk about injecting an idea into the human conscience. Ever hear of the hundredth monkey theory? Simply, and I’m not doing it justice with this short explanation, but take 100 monkeys across a string of islands. And let’s say one monkey on one island, learns of a better way to do something, let’s say, how to more effectively bat bananas out of a tree. Well, without making contact, because that’s obvious. Somehow, the other monkeys on the other islands, learn this same trick with the exception of a small number. Well, I say, my friends, that communication is a form of energy.

Yes, we are human antennae built to transmit and receive information, but how? That’s where our human minds get bogged down, in the physical processes, and the seeing-is-believing bullshit. Not much would exist if we gave it just the eye test. OK, explain radiation and all the things we cannot see with the naked eye, including the moon landing. Also, take the number of hundred monkeys that don’t go along with the crowd for whatever reason. Let’s say a handful of them tried the same technique, but it didn’t work. Some tried it again, but it did work. There’s some amount of dissonance (different beliefs to the point of contention, let’s say at the least being arguments and at the most, warfare) until the truth or fact of the matter firmly embeds itself in the psyche of the monkey.

Once upon a time, human beings believed the Earth could never be circumnavigated, the Earth was flat, or that we could ever fly, much less land on the moon, and there’s still some rumblings of the details of how we pulled off that last feat into space. Well, let’s definitively say, a lot of people now collect frequent flyer miles.

Now circling back to the Secret Space Program. Try this on for size: In the late 1940s not too long after WWII, alien space craft crashed in Roswell. Craft and bodies gathered, studied. Keep in mind, we’re pretty sure we’re not alone in the universe these days with the acknowledgement of UFOs, or excuse me, UAP, aerial phenomena. Let’s say for argument sake, that, we took the technology, reverse engineered it, and formed a space program(s), but world governments including the United States, Russia and China working together, kept it quiet, away from major industry sources because people, only a few rich people were interested in making themselves richer through fossil fuels, making vehicles that broke down, bleeding consumers for all they were worth, and creating an economic system (inflation and taxes) to the do the same? What if?

They would call you crazy if you believed such things. For those who uncovered credible evidence, they, you know who they are, ruined reputations, or even killed people who wanted to share this information. However, because of the hundred monkeys, there is no way information can ever truly be hidden. Check out remote viewing or psychic spies. Let our egos in the door for a second. If we are more advanced than monkeys, what does that say about us?

I’ll give you an example from my own recent experience. One of our horses, Kit, lost his bridle. It was brand new, and I was a little upset. Kit was out on our pasture, which shares a fence with a few other horses, one of them, his former buddy, Duke. When I went out to feed Kit and his new companion Tigger, that’s when I noticed said bridle missing. I know you may find this hard to get your head wrapped around psychic abilities, but I asked Kit what happened. I had to push him a bit, but he told me he lost it near the fence, and he didn’t say how or where. So, I walked to the fence, and strangely enough, there was Duke who looked chagrined, especially when I scolded him. He admitted to the crime, and into my head popped the image of where he bit off the bridle. Lo and behold, I walked to that place along the fence-line, about 300-400 feet down, and there it was laying in the dirt where Duke said it was. The bridle.

You see, Duke had a habit of removing the halters from Kit. Lisa and I saw him do it. So, it wasn’t too hard to convince me. However, to see in my mind’s eye, the exact location, well that was something else, and I believed was transmitted by Duke. So, let’s jump over the Bible. In the Book of John, which I am currently reading, again, the testimony talks about a Samaritan woman Jesus met at a well during his travels. Take a look at Chapter 4, Verses 16-21. How did he know about the woman’s five husbands? We all have the ability to do this, to see through our mind’s eye, and to know.

How do we go about this practice? Well, it’s called adaptation. If a child who lost his arm in a car accident, grows it back, would this possibility exist for us all? In using words, which can be powerful forms of frequency, although we don’t often think about it throughout our days, because it’s nothing to pick up the telephone and talk to mom. In a moment of carelessness we use the word hate. It’s not so much the word, but the intention behind it. Within that intention is energy. It is released into the universe, and we don’t really consider where it might go and what it might do. If everything is connected, it travels a course, given a specific trajectory. Keep in mind, you sent negatively charged particle(s) and named it’s target. That’s why your mama told you not to curse.

If you had used a positively charged word, like LOVE, which God proclaims is His calling card, and we all instinctively know this to be true, let’s consider what might happen, if you changed your statement in which you used the ‘h’ word.

Let’s apply this to recent events or modern times: the sickness is one, and the election is another, which I believe to be inextricably tied together, some of which I had mentioned in my previous entries as to why.

Examine your source for news in the same way. If there are negatively charged words describing someone or something on TV, Radio and the pulp, at least try to consider why. What would be the modus operandi? I say, do not pass GO here unless you come up with some kind of answer. In other words, turn this on yourself: Have you ever badmouthed your neighbor? Why?

Let’s again turn to God as an example. He said I AM. Try it for yourself. Say, I am kind. I am loving. These are ways in which you can (in)form your being. It’s better to exist in this frequency than not.

Lastly, let’s add one more concept to the mix of this world being a reflection of your perception according to the 100 monkeys idea, we are all connected. So, if we were to convince all of our 7+ billion inhabitants that to say LOVE is better than that ‘h’ word, how would our perceptions change, and how would false news and the words of false prophets strike our ears, and what conclusions ‘you’ draw about anything? My bet is the information would not resonate, especially if you sought verification from within. Your psychic self, your intuition, your knowingness.

There is a being called the great deceiver. C’mon, we have all been lied to at some point in our lives. You must remember how you felt. You must use all the tools, God-given, at your behest to defend yourself from lies, the parts of the machinery that have not been exposed to light, yet. Then, either way, we all know the truth eventually comes out anyway.

Forgive me. I know I would say more about prophecy, and in a way, I have. But if you want to look into it, in what I might talk about, I would recommend reading up Project Looking Glass. I’ll leave it at that. I don’t want to influence your thinking one way or the other, but look forward to what you might discover.

Published by: frankmarquezwritings

I'm a writer, and have been for most of my adult life. Without making this sound like a resume, I wrote creatively in college, dabbling in poetry, short stories and play writing. Later, I became a journalist, public affairs specialist, copy editor and eventually a guy who ran his own newspaper. Now, I'm back to letting my imagination run wild in some new creations including a science-fiction novel. Somehow, I also managed to teach English to high school kids, and roam the battlefields of Afghanistan as a field historian. Field historian may be a misnomer considering all I did was write abstracts summarizing military unit profiles and missions that included hundreds of interviews of troops and contractors in combat. I grew up in a small town called Gering, Nebraska, before escaping to Pomona, California, where I spent my last two years of high school, graduating from Ganesha High School in 1983. I have a Bachelors in English from the University of La Verne (1987), and a Masters in Education from UNLV (2007). In between, I worked for government - the Army and TSA. I served tours in Panama, D.C., and Tokyo, all thanks to a teacher who encouraged me to see the world before I settled down. As hobbies, I run, hike and bicycle long distances. I have also been known to surf and ski. I now live in my hometown after moving back in June 2015. I get to see family on a regular basis, breath fresh air, and not have to ride the D.C. metro or get stuck in traffic. In fact, I ride my bicycle whenever I can. I'm happily married to my wife Lisa, and we watch over a pack of fur babies, our dog Charley, and three cats Spike, Bootsy, and Franky (his shelter name). If you should ever visit me in west Nebraska, be prepared to feast your eyes on paradise.

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