The Darkest Path
The Truth at the Heart of the Balenciaga Saga
The Shadow War. The Strange War. The Mind War. The Information War.
From the esoteric to the mechanistic, the metaphorical to the practical, there have been many names given to the global conflict we have been waging for the better part of a decade—for some, for the better part of their lives—between the forces of Globalism and Sovereignty the world over.
This is a conflict made up of fronts both kinetic and cognitive, emotional and intellectual. It is a war for the past and the future, the present time and the current mind, and it is one that involves clandestine, military and psychological deployments by factions on all sides of a Game Theory game board that makes even the most complex game of chess or Japanese Go seem like tic tac toe.
And somehow, for me writing these words and for you reading them, we are a part of it, however small and however seemingly-insignificant.
Together, we represent a small part of a decentralized collective sometimes referred to as the Anons—a collection of cooperative independence that digs and dives, researches and disseminates, educates and elucidates a world that only seems like it has gone mad because we have helped to pry loose the anchors of a Faustian mask the powers that would be have stapled into the world as it should be for the better part of a century—maybe more.
All of these terms, from the Shadow War to the Information War hold water. All have a place and all can be helpful when it comes to orienting ourselves within an ever-shifting morass of PsyOps and Spec Ops, Politics and Media we are bombarded with and assisted with on an hourly basis as we attempt to weather the storm of Narrative Potential, picking out flying bits of Actual for closer examination when we’re quick and discerning enough to do so.
That said, sometimes this intellectual and cognitive intent can become so directed and so all-consuming that we can lose the forest for the trees. In this week’s deep dive on the System of Systems, ‘Hegelian Death Loop,’ I took some time to attempt to parse this subject by applying a Macro lens to what it is we mean when we refer to the Deep State, the Cabal or even the more sanitary, politically-expedient term, ‘The Globalists.’
Still, while it is essential to map out the various factions on a game board that becomes less obscured by the day only to reveal itself as being even more expansive than previously imagined, there is something that lies below and hangs above all of it. Something that gnaws at those of us who found our way into this Strange World War through pathways that challenged the heart and soul as readily as the mind and the will.
I am referring, of course, to the Darkest Path, and one that requires us to shine the light more powerfully if any of this is to mean anything in the end. I am talking about the children, and those who would—who have—done them harm.
This is the core truth that sits at the heart of it all. For what greater purpose could any of us singularly or all of us collectively have that trumps the protection of—or at the very least, vengeance for—the most innocent among us?
It seems simple today, and this piece is not meant to be a lecture or any sort of admonishment—far from it. But the subject of Crimes Against Children that was at one time ubiquitous with this entire Truth Community, from the Q Operation to the Memetic Warfare we all employ and deploy to staggering efficiency, from digs in daylight to digs in darkness, it seems that every spoke in the wheel and every pillar in the crumbling edifice that is the System of Systems was erected, supported and will ultimately be undone by horrors some of us have researched in excruciating detail, while others have not had the will or the heart to do so, but know them to be true all the same.
In various pieces before and I’m sure in many to come, I will continue to address flagging spirits and sinking resolve in the face of a pervasive and subversive enemy who seeks to reduce us to dimming wicks in the cold winter night, writing on the point of it all in reference to the continued exposure of the Financial, Political, Administrative and Media arms of the System of Systems, but there are times when even those logic-based appeals seem tired and fail to generate the spark necessary to keep up the fight.
When you feel this, remember the exposure events of the last week and project them onto the many to come, and remember that, even if you lose the will to expose the corruption inherent in any of the figures, factions and systems we explore around these parts and elsewhere in this brilliant community of thinkers, writers, readers and researchers, that it was never about the towers, the castles and the fortresses of [their] domain. It was about the foundations, and the bones that hold them up.
It was about the children, and it continues to be.
While this can be an understandably-depressing topic, my appeal to you today is to see the emerging—and far from finished—Balenciaga Saga as less of a shocking exposure and more an encouraging—even a divine—sign that we are approaching a time in American and World society where these unspeakable dregs are not simply whispered of in the dark corners and derided in the open, but discussed in the cold light of a judging day. Judged by us and for us, as the symbolism inherent in the warped, poisonous philosophy that underlies everything [they] are building, that buoys every Narrative and Policy, Social Movement and Military Deployment [they] have visited upon us.
The Epstein Arrest remains one of the most all-encompassing Narrative Seeds ever administered to the Collective Mind, and stands as a sobering and unifying reminder that we must not lose the future in the present, the Macro in the Micro or, yes, the forest for the trees.
As Gandalf says in The Fellowship of the Ring, “Even the very wise cannot see all ends,” even if we guess at them and apply all of our individual and collective cognitive might and discernment to the attempt.
Epstein was not a man, though he might have been a demon, or at least working in service to them.
Epstein was and is a massive cultural touchstone unlike anything we have ever seen before.
Not because of what he is accused of and not because he was a name before becoming THE name, but because of the crime. Because of the money. Because of the influence implicit in the two together, and because of the truth that underlies it all.
The truth that has burrowed its way deep into the darkest recesses of that Collective Mind—nestled in the exhaustive Memetic Event that spun out of it and kept warm by the imprint of the name as being synonymous and ubiquitous with the prime evil and the prime act that holds the whole thing up, and so will bring the whole thing down. This is a truth that hit the Collective Mind like a battering ram, that was so apparent and so disconcerting that it assailed the walls of cognitive dissonance and vaulted over them, finding its way into every cultural moment of the ensuing year, from the satisfying shock at the Golden Globes to the failed attempts by Netflix and other Media Illusionists to obfuscate.
This truth has been resting, germinating and waiting patiently for the waters of the Information War to seep down, to crack the sodden shell, caress the sprouting shoots and break up the soil that has been packed down so hard and so forcefully that it has been calcified.
That is what we have done. That is what you have done.
We have chosen to lift the veil from reality and peered into all its ugliness when others would not, and we have taken the opportunity to sharpen our claws and our picks and shovels and set to work on this engineered psychological bedrock, searching for earth loose enough and fertile enough in the minds of our fellows to pull them up, dust them off and hand them a digging tool for themselves, so that they might join us.
The Balenciaga Saga is the latest opportunity to dig, and to call others into the act of digging, and to make such an event of the exposure itself that our act of asking questions imprints the implied answers into the Collective Mind we are attempting to free so that we might put things right, or to ensure that they are never put so wrong again.
Other exposures will continue and must continue, from the Financial to the Political, the Cultural to the Administrative, but the darkest truth remains the darkest path, and no matter how long it lays dormant or how obscured it becomes, it must be walked and those seeds must be watered so that the shoots might reach up high enough to break through and grasp the sunlight, and perhaps justice.
Take a look at the lay of the land in this Fifth-Gen War. A communications battlefield has been unleashed once more, unfettered and largely unchained. An Anon decentralized collective that stands as the vanguard—a powerful paradox of directed intent and genius, hardened by exile and eager to return to the front lines. A sleeping, slowly-waking hivemind that has been beaten down and exhausted by the psychological and Actual deployments of the last few years and now sits malleable and more open than it has ever been before, now that the Old System no longer serves and protects it as it begins to accept the prospect that something is wrong.
The Balenciaga Saga.
The name itself is dripping with symbolism, making it instantly memorable and easily-imprinted. A name that manages to convey all of the sinister darkness and the striking arrogance [they] have flaunted for time immemorial.
What’s more, the powers that would be and the powers that stand accused have not devolved into the usual panicked pattern of denial and obfuscation, but rather to blame, a tacit admission of the underlying and obvious guilt at the heart of the scandal in the first place—one that won’t be denied because it CAN’T be denied.
I have said in recent pieces and on recent appearances that we have entered a new phase in the Information War, in the Mind War, and while I said this because of my observations of a shifting cognitive and communications battlefield, a teetering Financial system and the continued emergence of a multi-polar world order that stands to replace the collectivist rot of the System of Systems, that shifting Information Battlefield is only as relevant as the Information that comes to light on its blasted fields and emerges from its smoking craters.
Nothing is accidental and nothing is by mistake.
We have entered a new phase in the war. A new beginning. That should strengthen your resolve and redouble your patience, as the Balenciaga Saga reminds us that the loss of that patience is not some virtue of tired intelligence or moral superiority while we watch the rest of humanity flounder and fight, but rather a grave sin in light of what this war is all about.
Remember that we have many more among our ranks than the last time the Darkest Path was explored in full view of the Collective Mind and [their] corrupt and crumbling System.
And remember that those who still sleep among us are not our enemies, but our allies in waiting, consumed by cynicism, programming, hubris and ignorance. They wait only for a truth that could shock them AND unite them, so that they might join us in common cause.
The awakening happens very slowly … and then all at once.
Nothing can stop what is coming.
Nothing can stop us. Nothing can stop you.
It was always about the children. It will always be.
Until next time, stay Positive, stay Based and most importantly … stay Bright.
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