The world of Globalism, the galaxy of slaveryBy Jon Rappoport Whats that you said? We gave away our power? We? What we is that? Did I miss a big meeting in the desert where we all got together and gave it away? Who are you anyway? A PR man for the Syndicate? There is no we. Not until theres an I. Didnt you learn that in Depro 101? Search this man. Hes either a dupe or an agent. (Colossus Fortune, Jon Rappoport) Ive been chipping away and drilling the rock of Globalism for some years now (Archive::Globalist). At times, connections between my various investigations seemed uncertain, but eventually the picture swam into view. Medically caused death and destruction. Toxic drugs. Toxic vaccines. Genetically modified food plants and their poisonous pesticides. International trade treaties. Manufactured unemployment. The pseudoscience of psychiatry. Political and media dupes. The art of group propaganda. Indoctrination and lowered IQ through education. Television mind control. Banking. Wall Street. Technocracy. And dozens more subjects. The carrier of the Globalist world was chosen at the end of World War 2. It already existed, of course. But now it was seen as the prime instrument: The mega-corporation. Control of land, resources, labor. No other type of organization would be as efficient at mounting this operation. Governments tuned themselves to a harmonic convergence with the colossus. Wars for the corporation. Population control for the corporation. Judiciaries for the corporation. And hundreds of millions, even billions of people stimulated and programmed to return to old fundamentalist religious and ethnic ideologies. If that wasnt enough, syrupy New Age religions entered the scene. Back far enough away from this Globalist world, and youre looking at science fiction made real. Because today we live in a society in which spurious realities are manufactured by the media, by governments, by big corporations, by religious groups, political groupsSo I ask, in my writing, What is real? Because unceasingly we are bombarded with pseudo-realities manufactured by very sophisticated people using very sophisticated electronic mechanismsit is an astonishing power: that of creating whole universes, universes of the mind. I ought to know. I do the same thing. The notion that the individual, within himself, has the power to affect the course of events seems absurd. Yet it is exactly this juxtaposition that can give birth to extraordinary and unforeseen possibilities. The juxtaposition of: the rebel against the colossus. In 1974, Frank Herbert, the author of Dune, wrote this: The current utopian ideal being touted by people as politically diverse (on the surface, but not underneath) as President Richard M. Nixon and Senator Edward M. Kennedy goes as follows no deeds of passion allowed, no geniuses, no criminals, no imaginative creators of the new. Satisfaction may be gained only in carefully limited social interactions, in living off the great works of the past. There must be limits to any excitement. Drug yourself into a placid norm. Moderation is the key word The utopian ideal is sameness. It is promoted. It is propagandized. It is bought and sold. Therefore, underneath that illusion, what lives? That is the question. What exists below and behind this enormous sales pitch? The individual and his power. This is dormant force that, even at this late date in history, remains to be explored. Part of that exploration is weeding out and disposing of cynical philosophical exploitations such as: power is evil. Power=corruption. Power is not the same thing as crime. Power is not the same thing as rule by force. Power is not the same thing as control of populations. Not when youre talking about the voyage of the individual as he discovers what is within himself. See the planet as a galactic syndicate and you begin to see the real terms of the situation. The individual has been edged out, marginalized, co-opted into the structure whenever possible. The individual has been left in the darkness, as if he is a vestigial and extinct prop from an earlier period on the evolutionary tree. Good. So be it. It clarifies things. The utopian ideal of Globalism is not only an illusion and a deception, its an impossibilitywhich is to say, all projections of a uniform society based on a group-outcome, in which we agree on an image of what we strive forthere is no freedom in that. There is no actual harmony in that. There is no passion in that. The society to hope for and work for is an open one. And that means individuals, self-empowered, imagine and independently invent their greatest multiple futures and realities simultaneously. And for that to happen, individuals have to discover what their own power is. And then there can be authentic cooperation and community. Let me put it this way. The Globalists are painting a gigantic mural, which they call Reality. They want us to look at it, be hypnotized by it, and walk into it, to take up residence there. The notion that we can reject this mural and instead paint a new one togetheris completely absurd. That would be just another version of slaveryin this case, self-imposed. Freedom is not uniformity. It never was. The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at NoMoreFakeNews.com or OutsideTheRealityMachine. Freedom is tolerance Ron Paul They are the wanna be slavers of the world and have stolen that which they seem to believe is theirs Rico act and jail sounds too good for them. 