So, imagine, it’s morning. The sun is rising. Birds are beginning to chirp outside your window, and the fresh dewey air, wafts in through your open window. It’s summery, even though it’s the spring. As you glance around your neighbourhood, you see cars, parked one against the bumper of another, all the way down the block, and even around the corner. This at first seems just like traffic, so you pay no mind to it, and continue on with your morning. You stroll down the stairs, and into your kitchen to grab some OJ… the TV on the counter is playing the news…

“All banks and federal buildings have been shutdown and will be closed until further notice…”

You start to wonder, this feels like the beginning of something you’ve been expecting for quite some time now. This thought prompts you to immediately run back upstairs to check, well, the only place necessary, and at this point, remaining, to get your latest news articles and independently sourced information; QResearch on 8kun. 🙂

It’s beyond what you’d call ‘a crawl.’ The catalog is like a 90’s porn site, loading takes forever. The bread title reads, “HOLY FUCK: IT’S REALLY HAPPENING: Edition” and you’re struggling to click on the hyperlink to get the bread’s index, and the excitement plus the thumbnail hover is throwing you off kilter, and you miss a few times. Finally, you get in, and FINKEL, stray CP that instantly blurs and vanishes, SHILLS EVERYWHERE, and TYB’s are the only real posts to absorb except for one…

“Anons, this is the time of times.

We are now all responsible for what the world will hear, and see, as far as the truth is concerned.

This is because every other syndicated outlet, has trashed their own credibility, trying to recoup from their simulcasted “week of lies” – the whole week prior to, every news headline was found to be 100% totally fabricated, due to their COVID narrative breaking down, and people are not even wearing masks anymore. It’s like they all inherently knew that they couldn’t contract the virus, on a collective level.

We are now the news.

Officially.

Totally.

Hello America, Hello World.

This is QResearch, the last haven of sacred truth.

We will never lie to you, because we don’t allow each other to.

This is how open sourced news operates.

This is how we regained our control over our information.

This is how we regained our control over ourselves.

Please feel free to read all of our notables, especially the Globals.

Be there for one another during these trying times.

Buckle up.

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z… but most importantly;

Q

Welcome to the Great Awakening anons, autists, and bakers…

We have arrived at OUR intended destination.

We all made it thanks to (You).

Give all of yourselves a round of applause.

It was then, the entire planet, was encompassed in the sound of claps, from sea to shining sea, and beyond.

You sit back in your chair, look up at your ceiling, and in the paint, gleaming in the sunlight, a faint, superimposed ‘Q’ flashes in the forest green paint, for a split second.

Was that a hallucination? Maybe it’s just a little early, for you.

You glance back out your window, and you hear the horns of cars erupting in a frenzy of battling frequencies and tones. You open it and it gets even louder.

“Woooooo!” Yeeeehaw!” Yay!” “Oh my God!” “It’s finally over!”

This is what can be made out, amongst the horns & cheers.

You run back downstairs, and on the TV is droves of what looks like public officials, wall street brokers, doctors, teachers, lawyers… in chain-gangs.

This blows your mind. They’re all being arrested at the same time?

Your phone rings, it’s your Pops.

“Son, whatever you do, do not leave the house.”

“Why Pops? What’s going on out there?”

“The DeepState is being taken down in one fell swoop.”

Suddenly, the entire house’s power goes out…

To be continued…

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It’s now dark in my room. What seemed like a normal day now, is the craziest moment of your waking life. You remember that you have a radio that your father got from a christmas party at work, and it has one of those hand cranks on the side. I think it’s called a dynamo. It really can’t run out of power, as long as someone can crank the dynamo.

I run down the stairs, into the basement, into a few boxes we have in the back, and lo and behold…

wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Oh my god. It sounded like a siren, and a pipe organ, in a very loud but low note. The floor shook, and I sort of blacked out from what felt, I know this is going to sound weird, but it felt, good. Like I was being healed, and aroused at the same time. Maybe it was just me, but no way… I felt the floor shake. Shit moved around. Where’s that radio?

There is nothing in this box, no wait, there it is.

wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

So, for a moment, the lights dimmed and I literally have a boner.

It’s one of the strangest feelings I’ve ever felt in my life. Anyway, I run up the stairs and start to crank thhhhhhis.

Radio, wow, I feel good. Anyway.

-crannnnnnking-

-crannnnkking-

-cranking-

Oh, forgot to tell you, I’m starving now. Now I’m not?

It’s really weird, like my body feels like it’s being, tuned up. Like systems checks and stuff. Almost like an arcade machine being reset.

I feel like as if today is going to be one of the best days of our lives, and it hasn’t even truly started yet.

I log in to one of my favorite websites, in the world.

You already know what that is. No need to explain.

In fact, INTERACTIVE ART MOMENT!

That was fun!

So, if you’re wondering what’s happening, this is when Ferris Bueler breaks the fourth wall. But it’s not Ferris, nor is it that creep above me, below me, whatever… They think this THEIR idea, but God came up with it first, so hah!

Let’s call it, breaking the looking glass. How does the watcher, watch?

Wow, I feel like this dream is about to end, but this might be how introspective dreams really feel. Ever fallen into a k-hole? It’s similar.

NMDA antagonism, look it up.

We are more than just gold miners, we are walking TV studios. This world has been upgraded, and we just don’t know about it, yet. Which is why are working together to figure it out, with or without them, and now it’s time for (You) the reader/watcher/viewer/observer/spectator/interactor/ghost/whatever… we are one.

Deal with it.

The radio is tuned into a local AM radio station, and it’s boring as hell… most of the time. Today, it’s on fire. People are calling in talking about the arrests, that people they knew were involved in some of the most heinous shit imaginable. Then people are starting to talk about that feeling I mentioned to you earlier, and calling it ‘The Buzz,’ ‘The Bliss.’ Scientists are saying it’s the sun, sending radiation from the BIG SUN in the center of the galaxy, acting like a light router. It’s amazing stuff. Others are saying that there were stations all along the cites and populated areas that were broadcasting “sick rays” basically forcing people all around the be given cancer. They said hackers went in and reversed the signals and the buzz is the result.

5G was their way to really ramp up their signal, so what better way to make sure the signal could be powerful enough to do the opposite, it a short amount of time, game theory.

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You got to get pissed off enough to do this stuff. Remember that movie NETWORK? “You’ve got to get mad!” It’s true. This is what originally brought all of us here, we went MAD. Something in our minds, clicked. It was when we were absolutely tired of being abused, and opened up. The avalanche is more than just disclosure, it’s the opening up of the self. We all need to express to each other these truths, or we will not be able to figure out where it’s all coming from.

I fell into one of those introspective dreams again, man this is awesome.

It’s two in the afternoon, and people have left their cars, and decided to walk back home. It’s crazy but, for some reason, the people didn’t mind. For they were more concerned about their families back at home, than their cars. Priority set in real quick.

The power is still down but in some areas it’s back up, they say they are isolating the financial grids so to freeze their assets and cease any and all efforts of negative interaction with the common public, which we are now finding out is their real cash cow.

See, this one is pretty big, and people are in shock it seems to know about this aspect. There are so many forms of disclosure occurring that websites are still being setup let alone, shared, discussing the massive amounts of information regarding our ‘world.’

Think nesting dolls. Layers upon layers. Inside a honeycomb. Repeating fractally. On top of that, it’s like a private sector TV network. Yes, you heard me correctly. Imagine if the public is the TV show, and the celebrities, being bored of their own content, looked outside themselves, and found our ‘real’ lives to be more entertaining than their own. Yet, the whole concept eventually would’ve imploded, and revealed itself, inevitably, by design, and logistic.

The system is already too smart not to notice, so to make sure it’s not met with anger and disgust, it’s phased in, as to entice, and also reassure, that it’s not going to be operated by anything that is meant to cause harm, not anymore. See, these systems were put into place to, kill you, softly, slowly, meticulously. So as to blend into your lives, and incorporate itself as to be a part of it.

A symbiotic parasite, LIVE. It hijacks not only the energy of your body, it does so, wirelessly. It was meant to feed and sicken simultaneously, which in turn maximizes profits in the pharmaceutical industries, which are also in place to convert biologics into medicines. It’s horrifyingly wrong. This is why we needed people like US, to define this to people, slowly, but as quickly as possible. It was an unwritten, unspoken, fact. How is that possible you say?

Nobody knows, yet

Through context, it is inferred, and through spirit it is felt. Not everything is knowledge based. By the time I realised this, the radio began to dim. There’s that feellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

To be continued…

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