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Friday, October 30, 2020

Washington, D.C. & The USSA Go Crazy Next Week!

I know, I know, Washington, DC is already crazy, but believe me, you ain't seen nothin' yet!

Crazy is just about to find another gear.

A few days ago I had a peculiar dream. In the dream I was watching a succession of large airplanes take off from a short, urban runway at dusk. The pilots would roar down to the end of the runway, punch it, and lift up and away into the air. There were 737s, MD-80s, Martin 404s, a Lockheed Constellation, etc.

The last one was a DC-6. There aren't many of them flying anymore, though they were in wide use in the 1950s and up into the 1960s. But one appeared in the dream. It accelerated down to the end of the runway and barely lifted off. It struggled to gain a little bit of altitude and then banked around to the right. I could tell it was laboring. I worried that it might crash. I lost sight of it behind some tall buildings and when it reappeared to my view it was flying upside down and barely maintaining a low altitude of a few hundred feet. I watched, feeling that it would imminently crash. But suddenly there were so many lights all around it and beneath it -- fires? streetlights? floodlights? explosions? -- that I could not see the airplane's lights anymore. It was lost in the multitude of other lights. I couldn't tell what happened to the airplane.

Purport: DC-6. DC is an obvious allusion to D.C., i.e., Washington, D.C. The 6 may mean November the 6th, just one week from today. The last plane to take-off may mean this is the last federal election in the USSA. Barely clearing the end of the runway and laboring to gain altitude indicates an election beset with problems. Banking around to the right signals a win for the Right wing (airplanes have wings, right?), i.e., Donald Trump prevails over Joe Biden. And then flying upside down, barely maintaining a very low altitude, only to become lost from view in a sea of confusing lights -- well, that's obvious.

I am thinking that my dream plausibly indicates that the election takes place, Donald Trump takes the day, and after that things turn topsy-turvy, D.C. goes upside down, the government struggles to maintain control and then gets lost in a sea of confusion on or 
about the 6th of November.

Interestingly, Harry Truman used a DC-6 as his presidential plane early in his administration. And in 1961 a President Airlines DC-6, named the Theodore Roosevelt, crashed in the River Shannon in Ireland, killing everyone aboard; which is a relevant factoid in the context of my dream, in that Donald Trump venerates Teddy Roosevelt. There have even been a number of articles in the mainstream news media comparing and contrasting Trump's presidential administration with that of his predecessor. So there are those connections of the DC-6 airliner with USSA Presidents.

To get to the point, I fully anticipate that there will be very great turmoil in the USSA in the coming days and weeks, and that Donald Trump and the Federal government will be rocked to their core by the near-future events.

The sum total of the information that has come to me from a wide variety of sources suggests to me that the USSA is going down. HARD. Its collapse begins in November, just one week from now. The collapse will be spectacularly chaotic, violent, confused, full of mayhem and drama. It will be, shall we say, << unpleasant >>. From all that I have learned I believe that people here in Ecuador watching the events on TV that will soon transpire in the USSA will be  << ABSOLUTELY HORRIFIED >> by what they see taking place in North America. I foresee the very real possibility of the collapse of the USSA government, the collapse of the Federal Reserve Note (FRN); and as for Trump, it appears very possible that he will sort of get lost in the noise. If the country collapses, who even cares if there is a President at all, whether dead or alive? He becomes 100% irrelevant, a mere historical footnote. 

In brief, from everything that I am seeing, reading and being told, all HELL is about to break loose.

The concomitant risk is that WW-III could follow on the heels of the catastrophic events in the USSA. If China and Russia, and/or North Korea, for instance, decide to militarily unload BIG TIME on the USSA -- they will hit military bases, nuclear power plants and cities. Actually, many major military bases and nuclear power plants are in cities, or very nearby: Norfolk, Newport News, Albuquerque, San Diego, San Antonio, Omaha, Memphis, Jacksonville, Florida, Tampa, Miami, Phoenix, New York City, Washington, DC, etc. Ashes to ashes, radioactive dust to radioactive dust. Loss of life will be very, very, very, very heavy. The world we have known is about to go bye-bye forever, Dear Readers.

I really do think that things are about to get really, really ugly.

Mike Adams at Natural News in recent days has posted the following article:

TOTAL WAR is coming to America after Biden is DEFEATED on Nov. 3rd; prepare for every worst case scenario you’ve ever imagined

It's worth a read. My only reaction is to observe that what is getting ready to happen may even far exceed what Mike Adams discusses in his article, which is already plenty dire. In early August of 1945, the people of Hiroshima and Nagasaki in Japan could have never believed in their wildest imagining the atomic HELL that the USSA military would imminently unleash on their cities. Never would they have imagined that their flesh would melt off their bones, that their eyes would be fried out of their sockets, that the living would envy the dead -- from one second to the next! And that hundreds of thousands of people would be killed by just two bombs, within just a few days. Likewise, the sailors on board the USSA Navy ships berthed at Pearl Harbor just before the Japanese surprise attack had no inkling that in a short period of time they would be killed and maimed by the thousands, and their ships sunk -- right there at the pier. They were sitting ducks for the merchants of war, who saw in their thousands of "let it happen on purpose" false-flag-deaths the perfect excuse they needed to dramatically expand a massive, global, military conflict.

All of the foregoing is perfectly consonant with The Bone Lady's information download to me in 1958, about which I have previously written in this blog. None of it contradicts what I have seen in my own, numerous dreams and visions over a period of 62 years, beginning in 1958.

By the way, in 1958 The Bone Lady also indicated to me that the "Jesus option" of spiritual enlightenment, peace and harmony was then, and eternally remains, a live option! It all depends on individual and societal choice. But so many individuals and society-at-large have overwhelmingly voted for Door Number 2 that the Big Ugly lies just ahead. It's baked in the cake at this point.

Given that there appears to be a greatly elevated probability of dire events in the coming days and weeks, the survival of the open Internet, the electrical grid, food supply, access to the banking system and financial services, telephone service, public transport and free movement of goods, services and the general population all may be curtailed or may even outright collapse.

Yes, things may get that bad. A horrific, global script has been set in motion by the depraved, self-anointed rulers of this "Earth" realm, an ugly B-grade science fiction film of a dystopian, totalitarian world system with humanity as the intended victim. That is what is being set up. The quarantines, lockdowns of whole cities and countries, the masks, school closings, and more, are just the beginning of the diabolical plot to take down Humanity. Yeah, it's just that serious.

I, therefore, have a very special plea to make. In view of the imminent, planned, global chaos that is headed our way at warp speed, will those of my readers who were intending to donate to me and my blog in November and December, please do so right away, as soon as possible, within the next few days?

I understand that the crisis of the past half year has reduced many of my readers to very hard circumstances, for which I am fully sympathetic, and I am not asking anything of them. But other readers are more well off, and over the years have tended to donate more in the months of November and December, and it is to them I am primarily addressing this appeal.

I can feasibly use any and all FRNs that come my way to prepare for the very rapidly oncoming time of trouble -- and I do very much need and can productively use the money right now. But if things get too chaotic and violent, and financial services, international communications, the electrical grid and the like, go down or get taken down, then that will be the end of any preparing and the stark, harsh start of a real grave emergency such as none of us have ever known in our lifetimes.

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Thank you! I am truly grateful for any and all who choose to support me at this highly troubling, bizarre and critical time. I do greatly need and appreciate your support. Everything that we have for so long taken for granted may very soon go unpredictably and chaotically out of control. The time left to prepare grows short, maybe only a few days before things go wildly off the rails. Things are just that serious.

This blog is entitled The Event Horizon for a reason. We are just about to go very deeply into the next phase of the ongoing Event Horizon which we have already entered; and it bids fair to be a very dark and ugly passage in the sojourn of Humanity on this planet.