My'Anons.

A sharing.

A quick teachable moment to Dreamers and uncertain newcomers about filtering (to those managing these shill teams, this is for you too, you're going to need it).

One never knows when or where inspiration will strike. Or from what source. It has been said that this is a warzone, and that the mind is the battlefield. If one filters, it's a ceding of a portion of the field, without contest. One will miss things, and still catch the shit (auto filters are not very effective). Developing, and practicing the mental filter lets one stand firm in the face of the ugly, but still pull the gems from the dross.

An example. For several days the subconcious kept throwing 2 data points, distilled from the dross, to the front of the mind. Claiming them jems, but not taking life. "Empty hollow words". "Egregore". Mocking My'Anon with the idea that nobodies sharing words, dreaming of some kind of shared mind, were impotent. Could cause no harm. The twist; when My'Anon mocks, it's pointing out stupidity and/or laziness. However when the Dreamer or a Tool mocks, it's from fear. Ok. Mix in a refrain from an age ago, "if you want to hurt me with that piece of paper you'd better roll it up tight and poke me in the eye with it", and a coversation with fellow Patriots, presto. Days of nonstop stream of consciousness (ongoing). A fount of ideas, thoughts, insights cascading out of 2 gems given to us by the super geniouses that run ebot. /bow

Over the last several days, this anon has had a books worth of light flow into and through the mind. What should one do? Write a book? Go on a, "buy muh book" tour? kek. Give over the control/profit making potential to the Cabal? kek. What good would that slice of, "muh cheese", do anyone if the only way to exchange it was to pretend to be a slave…

So, sharing. As this light is processed, digested, understood, it will be shared. Every few days.

For now, a taste.

>"empty hollow words"

That is describing a lie. One either knows/acknowledges this, or not.

>"roll it up tight and poke me in the eye with it"

How does one roll words up into a shape that could poke one in the minds eye?

Well, a rhetorical device, of course. In designing a device that would give Patriots keks, a nudge to Dreamers and poke these shits in their collective foggy minds eye, one is discovering that better working definitions for some things are needed. If one starts redifining anything, one would have to redifine almost everything…

The hubristic thought that one might actually have the knowledge to define what (under current paradigm) it meant to be a fully potentiated human being is what lit the cascade. But to define that concept one would have to define several other concepts in a more truthful way.

Hero. Dreamer. Subconcious. The fundamental streak of wrong that runs through civilization. Oh, and the Hive mind; this thing that doesn't exist that they tell us with their mockery that they fear.

Each of those is a sharing by itself. There's a lot more than just those to share.

To ponder; What does a shill do here? Their handlers? The supervisors, managers, directors? They do everything they can do blunt the thrust of Truth from here. They spew shit. Dicks. Assholes. Hate. Division. Vivisections… Anything to turn the minds eye. To do this, they have to eat the shit posted. They have to eat the Truth posted. They are under enormous pressure to keep anything from leaking out. One wonders what the penalties would be if some Word were to make it out. Take away snack time? Restrict access to the raping baby? Feed them feet first into a wood chipper? This anon surely doesn't know. However, the pressure must be there.

Leaving, for now, with some imagry.

A row of shills, bordering a conveyor belt with My'Anon's posts flowing by. The shills scrabbling after them, trying to gobble them up. CAN'T LET ONE GET BY!

Sounds familiar. This anon gets some keks thinking of shills pulling a Lucy and Ethel on a conveyor belt of big floppy donkey dick. Watching them scurry after them. Kek. for real. This anon has no gif skills, but if some giffag wants to take a stab at a couple of brainlets going all candy factory on that…/highfive

Until next time.

What's in a name, My'Anon?

Be Worthy.

Patriots.

o7