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Delayed! Every Month Matters!

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Red Sea Convoy Clash: US Vessels Attacked | Iranian Spy Ship |

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SERIOUS ADVERSE EVENTS!

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WHO UPDATE

Are they insane?

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ISRAEL NEEDS TO WAKE UP!

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THE UN HAS BECOME A TOOL OF WAR FOR HAMAS TERRORISM

#Youtube

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Entry Four THE MASTER OF PRAYER, excerpt from book title "The Tales of Rabbi Nachman" by Martin Buber

There is Another Meaning there is another meaning, and its way leads to another goal. To us, however, his views and his will are dark, although in all this time a love for our lord has touched our hearts and made us see, so that in many things we see what formerly was closed to us, and the world seems to us broader and brighter." When the master had heard all, he asked to be conducted to the hero. When the two men met, they recognized and embraced each other.

But the anguish for the lost ones hovered over them. "When I returned at that time from my journey after the storm had laid waste the world," spoke the hero of his fate,

"I found my house deserted and all my dear ones vanished from me. Then my steps no longer obeyed the way, but strayed about at random.

As I roamed thus, I came to a place where I was certain in my heart that the king must be tarrying, but I could not find him. Then I went further.

Another time I sensed the nearness of the queen. And so on my way I have set foot on the abodes of all my dear ones without finding one. But your place l have not seen, and my step has not crossed yours." "I too," answered the master, "have gone over all the places where those who are dear to us paused to lament, and in each place the lament had lodged in the branches of the trees and in the throats of the birds, and so they rustled and sang it down to me.

And over your place too have I been. "For on a hill there lay spread a golden glaze that did not vanish even in the twilight, and the glaze painted on the stony summit of the hill the shape of a crown.

Then I knew that the king had lingered here, and here had lain beside him his crown, which cannot stay at any place without leaving it its image. And from round about there came to me out of the air the mighty and lonesome laments. But I could not find the king's track.

"Farther on I went over a sandy country. There I observed on the ground great drops of blood that stayed on the ground, did not trickle away and did not dry, and from them the glance of two eyes seemed to press upward toward me.

The Tears of the Queen I knew that these were the tears of the queen, which she had wept out of her blood. And through the sand whispered the lament, soft and broken.

But the queen was

nowhere to be beheld in the wide, open plains. "l went from there, and one morning I came on a brook, over which flowed a thin milky streak that did not mix with the water. And out of the brook there hummed forth, softly and tenderly, a gentle, lamenting cradle-song that never ended, and flowing in even measure seemingly without change, still gave birth to ever new sounds.

And I knew that the milk had sprung from the breast of the king's daughter as she stood there and pined for her child. But she herself was not there.

"Later I came upon a gigantic stone in a heath. sat down next to it and perceived that it was covered with signs. I recognized lines and paths similar to those that were engraved in the mysterious hand that belonged to the king. Here the wise man of the king had been and had sought to imitate some lines from the tablet of the worlds. And also from the dumb stone the lament spoke with soundless voice.”

"Another time I walked up a steep grade and reached a place where an abyss opened sightlessly down into the darkness.

But the Darkness was not Empty But the darkness was not empty; rather, a lamenting tone hovered therein, swung back and forth in the space, entangled itself in the limitless and returned.

Here the singer of the king had stood, and his song had filled the abyss.

"Then I came to a meadow in which grew a single tree with widespread branches. Underneath it, the earth was rooted up, as though from the thrust of an enormous sword.

And from the cavity ascended a distant whisper of the lament. Then I recognized your presence. "But on another day my steps led me into a forest valley. There I saw lying on gray moss a lock of sun-blond hair that shone of its own light.

Round about me between the bushes was the gentle tread of the naked feet of a child. But there was no shape amongst them. And in the bushes was a talking, not like a lament, but like the clear and peaceful talking of a child that is certain of all the future. But the talk came from no mouth, rather hung and fluttered over the bushes like gossamer."

"Over all these places I too have gone," replied the hero, "but by the gold hair of my child I have lingered and wept, and seven strands of it I have taken with me.

They light up in the seven colors of the rainbow and are my consolation on all my ways.

"When I arose and walked onward, I came on a band of strong people whom I have conquered and at whose head I have set myself in order to conquer the world for my king."

Then the master remembered the people in the country of wealth, and he told the hero of the madness that had befallen them, and how deeply they were possessed by their mania.

He confided to the hero that it seemed to him a sheerly impossible undertaking to change their views. "For," he said, "wherever man adheres to being something or doing something, there his roots remain in the human, and out of his roots he can become whole, and in whatever he engages himself, in knowledge or in the word, in beauty or in joy, in death or in eternal honor, he can be saved through himself and can himself establish his life.

But where man adheres to the illusion of possessing something, there he tears up his roots out of the human; they no longer draw up healing to him from out of the human earth, and I know no help for him."

"I have heard once from our king," spoke the hero, "that it is possible to liberate men from all errors save from the error of gold. For those who have fallen into it, there is only one salvation: they must be conducted to the place from which the magic sword borrows its powers."

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The sword in the stone from Arthurian legend, in a scene from the fantasy film 'Excalibur', 1981. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Excalibur

[stroytelling was the ancient wisdom taught by allegory, sometimes humourous

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#Excalibur

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The Hatfield–McCoy Feud involved two American families

of the West Virginia–Kentucky area along the Tug Fork of the Big Sandy River from 1863 to 1891. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hatfield%E2%80%93McCoy_feud

The Hatfields of West Virginia were led by William Anderson "Devil Anse" Hatfield, while the McCoys of Kentucky were under the leadership of Randolph "Ole Ran'l" McCoy. Those involved in the feud were descended from Joseph Hatfield and William McCoy (born c. 1750). The feud has entered the American folklore lexicon as a metonym for any bitterly feuding rival parties.

The McCoy family lived primarily on the Kentucky side of the Tug Fork; the Hatfields lived mostly on the West Virginia side.[1][2] The majority of the Hatfields, although living in Mingo County (then part of Logan County), fought for the Confederacy in the American Civil War; most McCoys also fought for the Confederates,[3] with the exception of Asa Harmon McCoy, who fought for the Union.

The first real violence in the feud was the death of Asa as he returned from the war, murdered by a group of Confederate Home Guards called the Logan Wildcats. Devil Anse Hatfield was a suspect at first, but was later confirmed to have been sick at home at the time of the murder. It was widely believed that his uncle, Jim Vance, a member of the Wildcats, committed the murder.[4]

The Hatfields were more affluent and had many more political connections than the McCoys. Anse's timbering operation was a source of wealth for his family, while the McCoys were more of a lower-middle-class family. Ole Ran'l owned a 300-acre (120 ha) farm. Both families had also been involved in the manufacturing and selling of illegal moonshine, a popular commodity at the time

[Thinking about feuds. How are feuds fueled? Money and clan hatred. Sometimes a mutual affair. But apparently one that only takes one side to benefit from]

#hamas #fued #the gift of bitter hatred and moonshine

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NO OTHER NATION IS HELD TO THE LOFTY STANDARD THAT ISRAEL IS BEING HELD TO

BY THE INTERNATIONAL COMMUNITY

Journalist Caroline Glick appeared on News Nation to talk about recent polling of Palestinians on how they feel about President Abbas and Hamas and what is happening on the ground in Gaza.

HAPPENING NOW! Caroline Glick Gives War Update on News Nation | JNS TV https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmBVOYQuv5I

[The victimization of Hamas is self-induced, and apparently lucrative, not unlike American Leftism. The Evil of Hamas is that of a tree that produces bad fruit that none wants to taste. There is no Arab country that wants to make their home a refuge for the people of Gaza - for a well known fact - they are not refugees, they are troublemakers.]

#gaza #refuges or troublemakers

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Entry Three THE MASTER OF PRAYER, excerpt from book title "The Tales of Rabbi Nachman" by Martin Buber

Then it came to pass once that all the king's men were gone at the same time, each to his place to renew his gift.

A Great Storm At that time a great storm wind came over the world and in its raging mixed up the elements with one another, made the ocean into mainland and the mainland into ocean and fruitful habitation of men into desert wastes.

He also entered the king's palace, roaring, took the marvelously beautiful child of the king's daughter on his wings and bore it away in whirling haste.

The king, the queen, and the king's daughter all hurried after him wailing, but in the terrible revolution of the elements none found the road by which the child was taken away, and so they scattered in all directions, straying aimlessly. Meanwhile, one after the other, each of the king's men returned home from his place to the house of the king, and each found it abandoned.

And each in his anguish set out to seek the lost ones and did not wait for his comrades. Thus, we have all become separated from one another and seek one another in all places."

Thus spoke the master of prayer, and the people heard his words with great astonishment. They deliberated about him and decided not to let him out of the city so that if the hero really proved to be his friend, he could intercede with him for them.

For already the hero's messengers had come into the country and demanded submission.

Also, the great hero himself had marched with his bands nearer and nearer to the country of wealth, and while his messengers still were conferring with the mightiest men of the kingdom, he already lay with his troops before the walls and awaited the decision. When the rich now turned to the master for protection, he said he would go into the camp of the hero to see whether he recognized in him his former friend. He did so, met one of the warriors and began a conversation.

"What are your customs," he asked, "and how did it happen that you made yourselves subject to this man?"

Then the soldier reported how the great event of that storm wind had befallen the children of the world.

The Aftermath of the Great Storm "When the power of the fiend had mitigated itself," he said, "the men stood there helpless and scattered, estranged from their accustomed homesteads. They reflected then that they needed a ruler and pondered on whom they might raise over them as their king. All were agreed that he who stood closest to the meaning of life should be their lord.

But about the meaning of life there were many and varied opinions. The men could come to no accord and no conclusion, "Some thought to find the goal in wisdom; for can one get from all things anything better, they said, than to know them? But others raised the objection that wisdom would be an idle game without the power of words and would waste itself within its own circumference if it were not joined by speech, which leads it into the realm of working and happening; the word is the meaning of life. Again there existed a group that declared that all knowing and saying comes from others and goes to others; one thing alone holds sway wholly its own, affected by nothing alien, and that is beauty, which rests eternally in itself. She alone should be sought; she alone should be served.

But others among them cried out that beauty would not be at all real without one who rejoices in her; she is nothing other than a thing and image of joy, born mysteriously out of joy, begetting wonderful joy everywhere, embraced by joy; joy is the sun in whose warm light life perfects itself.

Still again there were some who listened to this scornfully and with compressed lips, and soon they let it be understood that it was foolish to strive after such fleeting and unstable vanities; the true goal of life is death, and to breathe in its atmosphere during all of one's earthly days is the only value of existence.To them, however, some replied that it is only the path of those without deed that is limited by death; but he who creates noble works and wins honor withstands destruction, for he appears as an image to distant generations in the hour of their reflection and makes himself into a never-to-be-extinguished star of future human ages; honor is the meaning of existence for it binds it to eternity.

"In such manner they all disputed about the goal for seven days and seven nights until it became clear to them that there was no bridge from one to the other. Each group set out, one after the other, and each went its way to select a country and a prince in conformity with their view of the meaning of life.

"But I and my comrades," spoke the warrior to the master of prayer, "we were strong men, a great band, but unused to speaking, and we did not take part in the quarrel.

Still we could not join any of the peoples, for we felt in our blood and in the beat of our hearts how without force life would lack meaning, and beyond that we could see nothing save to use it and to influence the use of it by others.

When the others now departed, we too made ready and marched away, and every creature hid itself when we came. One day a young hero met us and demanded submission. When we refused it, he raised a sword and held it toward us, and the sight of it alone bowed us to the earth.

We vowed faithfulness to him, he assumed dominion over us, and since then we march after him, triumphing from country to country. But, strange to say, our lord says that it is not strength and conquest that signifies to him the meaning of life;

Photo by Johannes Plenio on Unsplash

#Master of Prayer

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Entry Two THE MASTER OF PRAYER, excerpt from book title "The Tales of Rabbi Nachman" by Martin Buber

Here the merchants, who had looked around in all the breadth of the earth, gave report of a country whose wealth far surpassed their own, in fact, surpassed any human conception, so that all its inhabitants were gods in might through their possessions. Surely, they now imagined, these people held the means of help in their gold-filled hands,

While the Counsel Met But while the council met, the master of prayer had again made his way into this strange land. Like the first time, he began to talk with the guards, and they told him how an invincible hero threatened their province and how their great men intended to send to the land of gods for help against the oncoming warrior. Laughing, he rebuked them for such folly and spoke to them of God, the source and goal of all inner life. This time the guards followed his speech with half an ear, and at the end one of them said, "And what then can I do who am just an individual and a powerless man!" It seemed to the master then as if, with this answer, a great event had already taken place.

He went further into the city, where everywhere he heard talk of the warrior and of the danger that threatened the faith. He mingled among all kinds of people, listened to them, and sought to show them the futility of their way of thinking. While they gave him reports of the hero and his deeds, he said to himself once,

"Can it be he?"—and it was as if he knew him. This was noticed by some who were already provoked with him because he ridiculed their law; they seized him on the spot and brought him before the rulers that they should judge him as a blasphemer of the faith and as one who was in league with their adversary. The judges interrogated him as to whether he knew that conqueror.

The King and His Court I once served a king," answered the master. At his court there lived a hero. If, as I believe, it is this man who threatens your country, then I know him."

"But from where do you know him?" they asked. Whereupon he commenced and related the following: "The king of whom I spoke to you possessed a wonderful figure that borrowed its form from a hand with all its folds and furrows. This was a map of all the worlds at all times, and whatever happened stood drawn on it to read, the fate of countries, cities and men and all the pathways to this world and the hidden pathways to distant worlds. There stood each thing as it was at the hour when the world was created, as it has been since then, and as it is today. Thus Sodom is registered in its pride before its destruction, and there is Sodom as it is today, touched by the finger of the Lord. But the king alone could read the hand."

Thus spoke the master, all listened to him, and the ring of truth that sounded in his talk knocked at their hearts.

"Now tell us, where is the king?" they asked further. But some were seized immediately by their old craving for gold and inquired greedily, "If he is in possession of such wisdom, it may well be that he can show us ways that lead into the bowels of the earth to the place of gold?

Then the master became angry and cried out, "Do you always think of amassing wealth? Never speak of it to me!"

"Well," they answered, "tell us at any rate where your king resides." "Today," he said, "even I do not know it. But I shall tell you what rook place." And he related this history:

"There were a king and a queen who had an only daughter. "At the court of the king were masters of many arts and skills. The king, who was lord of the hand, the map of all worlds and times, knew the place where each art and skill had its primal source which flowed out of the depths of eternity;

and he knew the ways to these places. If a master came to feel that the grace in him had been exhausted and that things no longer submitted to his command, then the king sent him to his place to renew his might.

Thus, there was a singer there who had the gift of finding enchanting words and tones and with them moving all hearts. To him the king showed the place of inexhaustible melody that sounds forth from itself back into itself.

And there was a wise man whom the king led to the place of light where the last foundations open and no level can withhold itself from the eye.

To me, he showed the place of the soul where the fountain of fire beat against me, and the power of my prayer was rejuvenated in its stream.

And in the same manner, that conqueror of whom you are afraid owed to the king the perfection of his invincibility. For he showed him the path to the place where stood in the earth the sword of victory, the sight of which hurls down all living beings that bar its road. And the king gave him the sword. But from time to time he must return to its place and plant the sword in the earth, which nourishes and consecrates it for new wars.

"When now the king's daughter grew up, her father summoned all his followers so that they should advise who should become her husband. My advice was that she should be given to the hero. Thus, it happened, and the hero and the princess were married. After a while, the king's daughter bore a child that was a sheer miracle of beauty, and a radiance emanated from it. It came into the world with perfected knowledge; only speech was still lacking to it, but from its expression one could read that it understood the inner meaning of every speech. It even looked at the dumb things as if they told it something and laughed at them, not as if succumbing to a whim of the moment, but as if out of a great and secret knowledge.

Photo by Zdeněk Macháček on Unsplash

#Master of Prayer

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"NO ONE IN GAZA LIKES SINWAR,

SINWAR ONLY LIKES HIMSELF, NOT THE PEOPLE OF GAZA"

UPDATE: IDF on HIGH ALERT; Hamas is RUNNING Out of AMMUNITION | TBN Israel https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hIxpEst4ENA

"SINWAR ONLY DECIDES THINGS FOR HIMSELF, AND HIS FOLLOWERS ARE CRAZY"

The IDF Spokeperson’s Unit announced that IDF forces have completed the take-over of Gaza's Palestine Square. This square includes Hamas' governmental buildings and a vast underground terror tunnel that reaches all the way to the Al-Shifa Medical Center. Meanwhile, according to reports, the Israeli Air Force conducted aerial strikes that targeted Hezbollah positions in Syria. Find out the latest developments here on TBN Israel. Please join us in praying for the peace of Israel and Jerusalem.

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BREAK THRU THE PSYOP! - INFORMATION CONTROL IS MIND CONTROL! - LEARN ABOUT CRIMINAL HYPNOSIS!

https://www.secretdonttell.com/shop pdf&mp3 available

#HAMAS HIDING BEHIND CIVILIANS

#HAMAS #SINWAR #IDF #JERUSALEM

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THIS WAR COULD END NOW, IF HAMAS WOULD QUIT HIDING BEHIND CIVILIANS

AND SURRENDER

THE WHOLE WORLD MUST CALL OUT HAMAS TO COME OUT WITH A WHITE FLAG

IT'S BAFFLING THAT THE UN AGENCIES CONCERNED FOR THE SAFELY OF CIVILIANS IN GAZA ARE NOT DEMANDING THIS WAR END WITH HAMAS' IMMEDIATE SURRENDER

"This war will end when it is safe for the children of Be'eri & Nir Oz to sleep in their beds again" AIJAC https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XeGyFEPSKqY

[The real spiritual War is against the demons that cloud the mind, take advantage of the goodness of the Innocent nature of the animal soul. That is not to say that the animal soul is not engaged in evil. But that evil is not inherent in the childlike animal soul. And that real evil, the replacement of G-d Almighty by those entities that want command, seek to enslave mankind - on this earth.

The animal soul is concerned for its own needs REFLEXIVELY. Without thought other than the objective in mind. Therefor, the intervening 'programming', that is the self-talk tape that runs in a person's mind that is placed there by the self or some outside influence, takes over the soul's actions.

The example of a 'clouded mind' that does not perceive the reality that is before its eyes is perhaps the best synopsis

That is why it can not be considered Jihad when what we are looking at is better considered a type of

unscrupulous

usury]

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BREAK THRU THE PSYOP! - INFORMATION CONTROL IS MIND CONTROL! - LEARN ABOUT CRIMINAL HYPNOSIS!

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#HAMAS HIDING BEHIND CIVILIANS

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"BUILDING 7 WAS WEAKENED BY THE EXPLOSION AND HAS FELL DOWN"

Expert DEMOLISHES Establishment Story About WTC Bldg. 7 Collapse! https://rumble.com/v40kb91-expert-demolishes-establishment-story-about-wtc-bldg.-7-collapse.html

user comment; Just a few years ago, I wouldn't have given this "conspiracy theory" much credence at all, but after the corrupt Establishment funded and created covid, and then killed millions worldwide with their bogus DoD "vaccines," it's clear they place ZERO value on human life -- so anything is possible, including killing thousands of Americans to pass the Patriot Act.

see also;

Confronting a Long Train of Abuses and Usurpations: America Submits Facts To a Candid World by a Declaration of Independence https://constitutingamerica.org/90day-dcin-confronting-long-train-abuses-usurpations-america-submits-facts-to-candid-world-by-declaration-independence-guest-essayist-val-crofts/

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#TWIN TOWER COLLAPSE #BUILDING 7 COLLAPSE #A LONG TRAIN OF ABUSES AND USURPATIONS

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THE GREAT TAKING https://live.childrenshealthdefense.org/chd-tv/events/the-great-taking-film-premiere/great-taking-film-premiere-event/

The not-for-profit documentary exposes the scheme by Central Bankers to subjugate humanity by taking all securities, bank deposits and property financed with debt.

Even sophisticated professional investors, who were assured that their securities are ‘segregated’, will not be protected.”

The film is produced by Webb and Executive Produced by Vera Sharav, Holocaust Survivor and director of the 5-part docuseries Never Again Is Now Global. Webb takes us on a 50-year journey of how the Central Banking systems have secretly put collateral confiscation schemes in place, making everyone from all walks of life vulnerable when the inevitable financial collapse comes. The fine print is revealed in this shattering documentary. As Webb outlines, “It is now assured that in the implosion of the derivatives complex, collateral will be swept up on a vast scale. The plumbing to do this is in place. Legal certainty has been established that the collateral can be taken immediately and without judicial review, by entities described in court documents as ‘the protected class’.

Even sophisticated professional investors, who were assured that their securities are ‘segregated’, will not be protected.” That these legal constructs are in place now is irrefutable. Congressional investigation into, and remedies for, these legal constructs is urgently needed!

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BREAK THRU THE PSYOP! - INFORMATION CONTROL IS MIND CONTROL! - LEARN ABOUT CRIMINAL HYPNOSIS!

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#THE GREAT TAKING #CENTRAL BANK DIGITAL CURRENCY #CENTRAL FASCIST CONTROL

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Entry One THE MASTER OF PRAYER, excerpt from book title "The Tales of Rabbi Nachman" by Martin Buber

There once lived a man who was called the master of prayer. He served God all the days of his life with praise, and possessed in this deed a strength such as had never yet arisen in the soul of a man. He had chosen his place of habitation far from the dwellings of the earthly on a silent sea, shaded round by trees. At times, it happened that he made ready, left the abode of his concentration and visited the world. Then he attached himself to one person or another whom he met by chance, exchanged address and rejoinder with him, and, ascending from conversation about everyday matters with the companion who was beginning to trust him, uplifted his soul and gradually led it to the meaning of all being. And many a time it happened that the ear and heart of the other opened to him and allowed his word to enter, and this man quickly renounced all ties and all lust for life and followed him.

The Settlement Thus, a settlement grew on the shore of the sea and solidified itself. But the master knew quite well what each one of his followers needed in order to give him the impulse to holy flight, and so he let the rich live meagerly so that the simple spirit might awaken in them, but to him who had been a beggar he granted a plentiful sufficiency. Meanwhile, there arose in the provinces of men a complaint about those who had disappeared, and soon traps were set for the strange man on all the roads. But no one was ever able to catch him. He worked unhindered with his word and led away those who had become his.

The Country of Wealth At the same time there existed in the sphere of the world a land that was called the country of wealth after the nature of its inhabitants. They saw in money alone the goal of their life and would recognize no other profit and no other perfection than possession. Thus, all posts of honor and all ranks among them were regulated by this valuation. It was necessary to own a certain amount in order merely to be a man; he who did not possess this much stood lower and occupied in their esteem the rank of a manlike animal, and was called such, He who owned more than that minimum amount occupied a higher position, and a very rich man stood near the stars; for he had, so they believed, the power of the stars, which cause gold to grow in the bowels of the earth. But the richest of all, who could never grasp all that was theirs or even merely survey it, these they exalted to gods above them and served them in the dust. It was ordered that each show his possessions every year so that he could maintain his station, rise, or fall, and it was then possible at times that from a man, an animal would come into being, and from an animal, a man.

They had determined order, law, and government in such a manner, in accordance with their belief, and had chosen to find in this the only meaning and true essence of existence. Their pride, consequently, grew beyond measure, and finally they discovered that it was not suitable to their nobility to remain among the ordinary living beings, and they moved together into a mountain on the edge of the earth, for they believed that it behooved them to dwell higher than the rest of the peoples of the earth and to look down on them. So in individual groups they peopled the mountain tops, blocked up the roads that led from them into the world, and left to each mountain only one secret approach. This hidden path they manned with guards whom they selected from among the poor, for these were not compromising their station too much if they had to stay on the road to the despised sphere of the world.

In this country, however, everything became wilder and more disorderly. Robbery and murder prevailed everywhere as the great means to perfection, but com- passion was regarded as shameful madness. One brought human animals for sacrifices to the richest, who were held to be gods, and many a person did not hesitate to sacrifice to them his own life, for through this he hoped in his next reincarnation also to appear as a rich man and a god.

But the master of prayer came to know about this country. A profound sympathy for the poor fools at once overwhelmed him, and he determined to use all his power to set them right_ So he betook himself there, sought out the guards and spoke to them of the vanity of money and of the true meaning of the world. But they paid no attention to him; for even though they were poor and worthless, still the doctrine of the divinity of gold had become deeply rooted in their hearts. So the master left them then, altered his appearance, and secretly found his way into the country. There he soon tried again to penetrate into the be-numbed souls of the people, but all his inner strength was powerless, and he had to go away without success, but with the intention of returning soon for new struggle.

A Powerful Hero In those days there sojourned on earth a powerful hero whose deed was conquest and who desired to subjugate all countries to himself. Many countries were already subject to him, and their inhabitants lived peacefully under his protecting hand. He who surrendered to him suffered no injury to possession and life, but he who dared to resist him, he destroyed. He would send ahead messengers to every country that he approached on his march to order submission, and only if they had refused to submit did he subdue the people with his armies and make them subject to him.

Now it happened that the people in the country of the rich learned through merchants, who had been sent by them into the despised remainder of the world to collect new treasures for their great, that this conqueror was on the way to their kingdom and proposed to conquer it. A terrible anxiety overwhelmed them. It was not the new government that they feared so much. But they had learned that the hero prized gold little, in fact, despised it and would not tolerate that one honor its possession. Thus, it was their belief and their order of life that had to be defended from attack. A great council of the people was convened.

#THE MASTER OF PRAYER

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KNOW YOUR ENEMY, THE WEF, INVASION CAMPS

AS IN EUROPE, THE WEF GOAL ADVANCES BY DISREGARDING THE LAW & BOUNDARIES OF TARGETED CULTURES, CUSTOMS AND TRADITIONS

This camp, San Vicente, is the camp Chinese infiltrators of USA use the most. American taxpayers are paying for the camp used to invade us. Look at that runway in the Google Earth image. American military helicopters often land there to refuel.

This is the field where Secretary of Homeland Security, Mayorkas, landed before visiting the Camp. I was there when Mayorkas came both times. This camp was expanded with American money. I’ve spent months in and around San Vicente and other invasion camps in Panama. Stating in clearest terms: the US Government is openly helping Chinese and millions of others invade United States.

Michael’s Newsletter

Google covering up invasion camps

MICHAEL YON

Related; Declaration of North America (DNA) https://www.whitehouse.gov/briefing-room/statements-releases/2023/01/10/declaration-of-north-america-dna/

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