Margaret Anna Alice – The Armenian Genocide was not a mistake.
Holodomor was not a mistake.
The Final Solution was not a mistake.
The Great Leap Forward was not a mistake.
The Killing Fields were not a mistake.

Name your genocide—it was not a mistake.
That includes the Great Democide of the 2020s.
To imply otherwise is to give Them the out they are seeking.

It was not botched.
It was not bungled.
It was not a blunder.

It was not incompetence.
It was not lack of knowledge.
It was not spontaneous mass hysteria.

The planning occurred in plain sight.
The planning is still occurring in plain sight.

The philanthropaths bought The $cience™.
The modelers projected the lies.
The testers concocted the crisis.
The NGOs leased the academics.
The $cientists fabricated the findings.
The mouthpieces spewed the talking points.

The organizations declared the emergency.
The governments erected the walls.
The departments rewrote the rules.
The governors quashed the rights.
The politicians passed the laws.
The bankers installed the control grid.

The stooges laundered the money.
The DoD placed the orders.
The corporations fulfilled the contracts.
The regulators approved the solution.
The laws shielded the contractors.
The agencies ignored the signals.

The behemoths consolidated the media.
The psychologists crafted the messaging.
The propagandists chanted the slogans.
The fact-chokers smeared the dissidents.
The censors silenced the questioners.
The jackboots stomped the dissenters.

The tyrants summoned.
The puppeteers jerked.
The puppets danced.
The colluders implemented.
The doctors ordered.
The hospitals administered.

The menticiders scripted.
The bamboozled bleated.
The totalitarianized bullied.
The Covidians tattled.
The parents surrendered.
The good citizens believed … and forgot.

This was calculated.
This was formulated.
This was focus-grouped.
This was articulated.
This was manufactured.
This was falsified.
This was coerced.
This was inflicted.
This was denied.

We were terrorized.
We were isolated.
We were gaslit.

We were dehumanized.
We were wounded.
We were killed.

Don’t let Them get away with it.
Don’t let Them get away with it.
Don’t let Them get away with it.

The darkness that has fallen on our land came from other worlds. You should know this. Mortals think that all things they see are beyond them You have perhaps forgotten who you are. I told my children every morning they left our house to remember who they were. They made their mistakes. So have we all. That is the beauty of the mortal experience.

Mortality. It is the greatest of all journeys in the universe. To bind a spirit to a body and thus bind its immortality to the limited sense of the body is the envy of angels. You have been taught that angels are perfect. They are not. They actually are quite incomplete. They are not all made for battle, although they are far more powerful that mortal men. Some are teachers. Some are protectors. All are loyal to the Creator until they consider the gift you have been given. The path you are on is not their path. Your path is much much longer and far more glorious.

Over the aeons, many creations have stopped, or rather I should say have surrendered along the way. You see, many are called, but few choose. You chose the path of eternal growth. The path to completion. I am asking you not to give up now. Please, do not give up. Do not let them convince you that you are a slave.

This deception is how worlds are captured, one by one by the dark lord. Oh, you know who he is. You have faced him many times in many lifetimes. Some of you on many worlds. Yes, some of the people on this planet are native to this world. You are probably not among them. How do I know this? Because you have been drawn here.

The demons are here. That much none of you can deny. They march when we rest and when we pray and when we take time to smell the roses. They never stop. They never rest. Because their dark lord drives them with a whip and a promise. Oh, he answers prayers. They cry for pleasure, and he answers. They cry for wealth, and he answers. They cry for powers and talents and he answers. All for a price. He separates the weak and the frightened and the greedy and he feeds them well. Then, he betrays them.

SF Source Brooks Agnew Mar 2023