Granddaddy of ALL PsyOps

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How this page started in 2016:

 

Most of my material is thought out and edited but I felt compelled to post this within days of realizing what we were seeing.

 

We are immersed in a Memetic War of Disbelieve Everything.  This is not inherently a problem but it can be when you start doubting what you innately know.  

 

One of the current disbeliefs is that of viruses.

 

IF viruses do exist and exert their influence on the biosphere THEN it would stand to reason that like any predator or parasite they would attempt to not be seen to avoid detection and extermination.

 

It came to me over Christmas 2016 that perhaps the memetic theme that viruses don't exist came from the viruses themselves!

 

Don't make eye contact.

 

Nothing to see here.

 

Move along.

 

You are in complete control of your own mind and destiny....

 

 

 

 

Shit.

 

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2025 Version:

Norman Livergood's work of Paladin Press has since been disappeared.  The material that I learned on his website included the use of the Mind Control technique of Paradox.

 

You've experienced this all the time.  A Bob's Big Boy preacher like John Hagee will tell you that God love you so much that he will burn your soul in Hell FOREVER - You Sinner!

 

The non-physical traumatic mind control destablizes the listener with Paradox, which is commonly referred to as Cognitive Dissonance, although I like the hayseed version of Cognitive Dissidents.  The Hu-man mind cannot hold two disparate ideas in the head at the same time.

 

Thank Dog, I can.

 

But according to the Tall Mud, folks like us ain't Hu-Man.

 

Because of this vibrating dissonance in the minds of the feeble, THEY DON'T KNOW WHAT TO THINK so they defer to Authority, which is typically the one that sowed the Paradox, to TELL THEM WHAT TO THINK.

 

I've been given a few insider glimpses over the past 17-years but my discernment of the Disbelieve EVERYTHING psychological warfare operation was just so apparent that without any insider help I knew it was being run as soon as it manifested.

 

Or should I say: Infested Man?

 

The most aggregious of them is the Viruses Don't Exist psyop.

 

Because I felt it so offensive, and it focused at the CORE of my work for the past 17-years in public, but many years prior to that on Bacteriophages (check out the wall paper in the Santa and M&M image), I took it personally and went on the rampage against any of the fools in the VDE camp.

 

The Unholy Trinity of Lanka, Cowen, and Kaufman have thin and conflicted arguments about how viruses don't exist but none have taken the topic of Bacteriophage VIRUSES head-on.

 

https://generalportal55.substack.com/p/continuum

 

I did because I'm not a pussy or a clandestine service operator shill, THEREFORE I managed to HARMONIZE the gulf, the rift, between the Terrain (Turd Rain) theory cult and the Germ theory cults !

 

Why?  Because I can hold two disparate ideas in my head simultaneously at the same time, analyze them, then do an AND logic gate synthesis of them; not be a child with a hammer in a lightbulb factory stuck with only a OR logic gate in his mind.  When I brag of my brilliance it comes from hard work and honest evaluation - not ego.  I'm THAT FUCKING SMART!  

 

Lanka claims to have been the first to isolate viruses from seawater (did he work for Venter?  who made a similar claim?) so his attachment to a movement that went as orderly and gentle as a 1200 AD Witch Craze hunt that whipped whatever the claim started out to be: into a frenzied claim that viruses don't even exist, is a PARADOX that none of the fuckhead followers have ever rectified or even rectum fried.

 

Just how DO you go from bragging that you were the first to ISOLATE FREE LIVING VIRUSES IN SEAWATER to your rabid followers saying that NO VIRUSES EXIST?  Perhaps I shouldn't have used the word: Rabid since that implies that the brain-fried followers have a virus in their mud pellets.

 

My favorite claim of the lay person (they should lay down on the road and listen for bulldozers) is that they petitioned the govern mente during the Plandemic to produce for them PROOF of a virus, but the govern mente did not respond so THEREFORE, ergo & ergot:  VIRUSES DON'T EXIST!

 

Fuck me dead! as they say Down Under.

 

The govern mente created a Buy Oh We Upon.  It is an INTERNATIONAL CRIME.  No self-respecting criminal assassin would EVER provide the evidence that they were biocidal maniacs.

 

I say: Biocide because during the Plandemic millions of mink (remember them?), and millions of Doof animals, and millions of onions (and other food), along with the people, were taken out like vermin.  That transcends genocide.

 

I lost some of my top and valued people over the divide of Viruses Don't Exist because the undisciplined mind, the unthinking mind grabs onto that which makes them FEEL GOOD (govern mente bad! therefore when the gubment says viruses exist, then they must not!) rather than the bulk of history and what we are allowed to glean from the Black Magicks Backwaters of Science to work out what the Occulted Truth might be.  Emotions have no place in Science.  The Real Science not the industrial whore to the highest bidder.

 

In these recent years of the VDE mind virus, I was able to convince one person that when restriction enzymes were discovered in bacteriophages in 1930 that started the age of Molecular Biology.  If people don't believe in Viruses have they also rejected Genetic Engineering?  Because GE is predicated on the mechanics of viruses.  I say: Mechanics because whether the Nanomachines are made of inorganic substances or if we just RE-LABEL a virus as they are commonly studied as a SELF-REPLICATING NANOMACHINE then what the fuck is the problem?

 

A name?  A label?  

 

Yes, I know that Virus is an archaic term for Venom and Venom is synonymous with Poison, but in my Substack I explained the total harmony of virally-induced toxigenesis that unless you are a brain dead fuck should make perfect sense and catapult me to the highest levels of the alterNOTive media universe, but I still have arguments with dumbfucks who can't find their ass with both hands and a GPS with satellite imagery and captions that says:  Your Ass is HERE!

 

But, as designed, the umbrella under which the VDE cult was organized is the Disbelieve EVERYTHING psyop where intelligent and previously helpful people became drooling fucking morons because they became untethered from what they knew intrinsically as people of experience and discernment.

 

What happens then is that even the most inane assinine or even assiten or assieleven things that a child would discount out of hand (like a student in my hypothetical Third Grade Class) are accepted and glommed onto like they are the most rational substitute and explanation for what they jettisoned out of the air lock.

 

But the dialectic becomes an icecream shop with unending flavors of SHIT (with and without undigested corn and peanuts) so that the browsing ape can choose if they want to DISBELIEVE IN DNA or ACCEPT WITHOUT PROOF THAT WE HAVE 12 TRANSDIMENSIONAL STRANDS OF THE SHIT.

 

We're locked in Killer Clown Circus of Hell.

 

One of the motive forces in me quitting this work is that I have neither the skills nor the inclination to attempt to remove the MK mind clamps that were installed most likely BEFORE the ConYid Plandemic but were activated with Failsafes and Boobytraps DURING said globehell mindfuck.

 

I'm not a frog so I won't be testing Zeno's Paradox jumping towards the wall halfway every time and never arriving.

 

I'll continue to do my thing, but no longer in public and I can count the Faithful who remain to help on my hand...

...unless...

that's not my hand but a simulation in an evil computer game...

 

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