The Totally Isolating Modern World

I remembered my friend the late Paul Ritter, while riding a bus today.

He would have stood up and asked around, and very loudly: 'Wow - are you people so amazing at making friends that you have nothing but messages from all your friends on these phones of yours?'

LOL

Paul was - or he could be -  a freakin' in-your-face confrontational kind of guy. But he was also a world-acclaimed architect and designer, as well as a highly-trained psychoanalyst, although I think later on he preferred saying 'psychologist.'

Paul built that, literally with his
own hands in the sense of placing
some of the rocks; some are covered
with titanium netting because
otherwise they would fall apart.
These layers of 'rock' are every kind of mineral
wealth that the land here in the state
of Western Australia, provides.

I'm really happy to be able to say that I knew him quite well and that he was a friend.

He was also insanely 'socially annoying' in public too, or insufferable maybe is the right word - I guess you could say. But in a kind of a child-like, and guile-less and challenging way. He quite deliberately set out to challenge beliefs and to challenge you.

He was also affable, pleasant if sneaky, and a real gentleman. These guys, like Ritter, are men of the distant past. He was ludicrously well-educated in the modern post-industrial European, high-standard, high high-standard way.

Paul Ritter laid one of the foundations stones at the original WTC buildings.

And that leads me onto today's actual subject, and which is a totally scary one.

There is information that you have never been told about, concerning what really went on in the building collapses of 9/11.

The trouble is, Ritter would be no help even were he alive today to talk about what he knows, because he never got on with the Dutch scientist and concrete engineer who worked under CIA cover way way back, well before but not too well before, 9/11; the events of 9/11.

He knew the guy and he also knew what he did, but he would always dismiss him and carry on like he didn't wish to talk about him at all or include the man in any discussions whatsoever. And I remember it was literally the same way the other end. I knew them both.

'Old school' knowledge...

Ritter was a very flawed human being, but his good side completely overcame (for me at least), his complete hypocrisy when it came to actually applying the concepts of the Austrian School psychologists that he regularly extolled. He applied those things very selectively.

This other guy, though, the one who shall not be named, well (and by the way, you are never going to believe who I got this immediate moment 'heads up' from about it), used to claim that he had a machine, which could inject and thereby infect, concrete and tall buildings, with a kind of a virus...

I'm pretty sure I have notes somewhere about him using the words 'nano-particles' (I had no idea what this really was back in those days), and silicon dioxide and molten salt/s.

Anyway, friends, whenever you think that you do not wish to live in a world that is genuinely Dystopian, because you will not be able to go down to your favorite Chinese food places and get your wanton noodles...

Well, no -, you will be able to do that.

But I guarantee you, as I have said here many many times to Chris Wray - five hundred million dollars, and I will be able to limit the worst of what is about to happen.

And by the way, Chris, that will be cash plus the same brand and style of laptop that Hunter had, and a public platform in which I will be allowed to tell the 'chopsticks in Singapore' story. 

Except it's not a story though, is it, Chris. Ya dumb bastard.

I shouldn't be so rude.

But in honor of Paul Ritter, today I will be.

4th of July and all of that...

I was actually going to say we'd better back off a little on all of that 'occult' talk. At least, perhaps not get so intense and declare the race as it were. 'Declare the race' means call the results before the race is run and won.

Nah. Nah...

You want a little bit of heaven?
How about deep fried soft-shell crab.

What I will say however, is that I deliberately did not give the 'poisonous snakes' mantra sounds in the right order in case some clever clogs here tried to send them my way, right? LOL

Yeah and maybe there was other stuff missing too.

Nevertheless, I will be more explicit with the 'touch the sunlight' thing though - it is not about you just sticking your hand out and feeling, sensing the sun's rays! People at the beach already do that.

You should be reaching out with your intent to lay your hands onto a literal intelligence that can get that information via the light Continuum. The light is the 'ocean' in which something moves and has its being... LOL

It's that something you are after, not the feeling of your hands against the waves.