But Why Not Star Wars?

So, today I was handed a long (fairly long, anyway) file about (some) Project Gateway participants' visions of the near future. Literally this was from people connected to the official projects and they were alleging to me at least (and it is reflected in the file), that quiet collation of data about what independent random students and other people in an academic setting had 'reported' after being 'inducted' into the tools and systems - had been being put together formally since 1969, by the person leading this particular compartment.

I can't really say who the people are that were the leading figures managing things in the file, except that two of them are publicly-known in psychology and one also in the world of radio and television, and who has taken over the role of Charlie Rose - and that should give you enough clues and also suggest who stands behind him at least to some extent.

Is the future Dystopian?

And I was asked what did I make of the over all conclusions about the near future!

This is all happening very informally, right. In a coffee place... lol

Not a burger place because then you would know where, and if I said where else, you would then know where things have shifted to now.

Anyway anyway, back to the matter.

Well it was pretty obvious to me though - never mind that 'some people' had been doing this since long before 1969 that I knew about personally(!) - that the 'visions' in this file you could easily say were ex post facto. In the sense that well yes, global blood-related African virus that jumped from monkeys to humans, fall of the Soviet Union, credit cards not cash, restricted air-flights and petrol cars due to exhaust gases, digital printers, terrorism and global pandemics... But like, so what?

None of that is anything like what I have been looking at via totally different files, and there is simply nothing at all in there (in the one I was looking at today) that I would regard as mind-bogglingly 'prophetic' nor really anything at all that pitches ahead from right where we already are.

Meaning, in other words, I think it's fraudulent. But it was tendered to me in all seriousness. I promise you.

Don't ask me what they're doing with
that steak! I have no idea. Looks good
though.

When you look at Emperor Palpatine (you could think of Klaus Schwab, or George Soros...), and you look at their minions Trudeau and Biden and Harris and the European Commissioners, yes they have Federation storm-troopers, but the whole thing comes apart if Edward Dowd is correct and the Dow collapses soon.

Now given that theoretically, these guys with this file should have had at least some entries about economic collapses of truly major kinds - but they didn't. At least I couldn't see it reflected in anything in there.

There is an idea widely-held these days, that the Fed simply enables a process of 'printing' endless supplies of money, and that nothing can prevent them from doing that and making it work as a miracle much better than Jesus' one with the silver coin and the fish.

Going by the seemingly unstoppable Fed printing machine, and the willingness of armed thugs to beat up on citizens at the direction of tyrants - then you would easily think that the future looks kind of grey and Dystopian; Trudeau just gets fatter and fatter like Jabba the Hutt until he explodes, Biden gets sillier and angrier, and Harris talks more repetitive gibberish and George and Bill and Klaus are all just laughing away and counting their money. And it all just keeps going happily along like that, judges throwing citizens into the slammer and citizens dying from drugs, both legal and illegal, or simply being bled to death by the Borg.

Well that's not the vision of the future I have been told about from the inner circle of the compartment that I know about.

George Lucas has this idea in Star Wars, that Palpatine basically decided to kill all of the Jedi and take over the Galaxy all for himself.

Well that was true.

That happened.

London No 1 is
actually, literally blue in color.
Some flower or other...

Except no one ever even knew there were any 'Jedi.' And they don't believe there are any now.

So how and where and when did Palpatine ever destroy the Jedi? He never did.

Listen to me very carefully. 

When the targets fall - I am claiming them.

No 'if;' when.

'When' is a thing we have to be more circumspect about, because 'when' in context of this Blog, is when we deliver an amazing stunning profit to those who have been financially involved. 

And I will tell you something about predicting the timing of the future, when it partly has to do with your (IE my) own actions - don't make time claims because people like me are not as fast as true geniuses, okay?

It spells instant DOOM whenever you say 'Oh my horse has this race won,' and the horse isn't over the line yet. I had a horse once, that was leading by three lengths, literally passing the slowing-down whole field around the bend, and then it broke its leg.

The horse that actually won the race went on to win huge races in the Eastern States and no one ever remembered the horse whose leg broke...

This is the last horse I ever bet for real
money. It was so much better
than the other runners, that they were still
running hard, and he was slowing down.
I could actually tell when the horse
decided it was never going to try again.
It was obvious. Brilliant thoroughbred.
One of the best I've ever seen.

Thing is, a certain progeny of this horse, the one whose leg broke (this is all a while ago now), the one that no one remembered, was sent out 300 and even 500 to 1 - and I backed it and it easily won in race record time. And no one asked me why I had backed it given it was such an outsider - and by this time, even the on-course bookmakers were all dummies so none of them asked me either. In the old old days I would have been grilled for weeks.

Be right, sit tight. That's correct. Except you have to be right in the first place.

When you look at Justin Trudeau or any of these in-the-pocket politicians and 'world leaders' - they're just wastes of space. None of them have the foggiest clue what's coming down the track.

The sun is going down, fellas. The light is fading, or, that is, there is a certain golden glow to it, with shiny streaks bursting through between banks of cloud, and the vision of most brown and black-colored horses becomes a little iffy in those conditions...

You don't need a fast horse, you don't need even need a proven horse.

You need a grey horse, one that can see in the dark, and discern other grey shapes from the shadows. You need a willing horse, one that knows where the winning post is.

Yep, the future might be 'grey' and it might be 'Dystopian.' But not for you. At least not unless you insist on backing the wrong horse. Because people do that too.