Surely they wouldn’t…?

Who are these people? Just how low can they stoop? What is the limit to their wicked schemes and cruel inventions? The only conclusion adequate for consideration is—since it is obvious that they will stop at nothing to achieve their End Game and the vilest and most sadistic and unconscionable act to them justifies the end result—that they are carrying out the work of Satan, himself.

It must be, just as it is impossible to comprehend, measure, or imagine to the fullest the goodness of God, so it must be in comprehending, believing, and realizing the degree and magnitude of Satan’s ability and willingness for evil. Is this the problem; that we refuse to remove the ‘stop’ in our mind to full understanding and comprehension of Satan’s potential for destruction? That the sliding mechanism of chaos and cruelty that cranks out death and despair like rivets in an old ship factory travels well beyond our mind’s limit and imagination.

Why is it that we have closed our eyes to the evil that is as obvious as Hitler’s glare? Will we not listen to the coughs and groans of a crippled society before we find ourselves fearfully peering over the languishing body gasping for breath on its death bed? What we have done is replace the painful reality of doom with a bearable illusion of hope. Patrick Henry warned us at the first threat of tyrannical encroachment and we are way past the equivalent juncture of proactive opportunity.

“…it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the numbers of those who, having eyes, see not, and, having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth, to know the worst, and to provide for it.” – Patrick Henry, March 23, 1775

Some say we have a protective psychological breaker that trips when traumatic experiences overload our senses. I believe a better analogy is the technology of the fuse. When our psyches are traumatized, it’s not as simple as opening a latched, thin steel door and flipping the switch back to the ‘on’ position. You’ve heard the term, “it blew my mind.” So fitting a term, that a part is actually damaged and can’t be reused, it has to be replaced. The burned out fuse is taken out, discarded, and replaced by another, undamaged, un-blown fuse.

What is all of this chaos and tragedy doing to our kids; the parents; all of us? What happens to our minds in a traumatic event such as the elementary school shootings in Newtown; the Aurora, Colorado theater shootings; Columbine; Fort Hood; Virginia Tech; and so many others? The simple answer is: it is trauma upon trauma and tragedy upon tragedy. It is chaos breeding chaos epidemically throughout society. And just as diseases indiscriminately choose its hosts, so do these innocent victims suffer at the hands of evil’s choosing.

But is this choosing really as indiscriminate and random as the landing of a coin or is there something or someone who is actually encouraging these events to happen as a means to an end? There is now very stong and compelling evidence that the ‘911’ attacks were not carried out by a small band of radical terrorists but orchestrated in the most intricate and complex manner by extremely influential, powerful, and resourceful people at the top of the world’s pyramidal hierarchy. Their motive?—to eliminate rights and liberties essential to the growth and progress of humanity and implement restrictive and invasive measures and controls to enslave and dominate the populace under world rule—a one world system of government.

And as a result of the recent mass murders involving weapons, specifically guns, the political powers who orchestrated the 911 events are using the same tactic of, “never let a serious crisis go to waste.” A full effort of gun confiscation is being delivered in a trojan horse named I’M HERE TO HELP but in reality the troops (truth) within are named SUBMISSION, CHAINS AND SLAVERY. And since it now appears that these evil, satanically influenced elite powers would consider the death’s of 2977 victims of ‘911’ nothing more than collateral damage, where in God’s holy name do you—thinking, THIS IS THE LIMIT—put the ‘stop.’

Would these people invite an admired and well-loved school teacher aboard a doomed spacecraft to be a spectacle of extreme chaos, tragedy, and shock to an audience comprised of an entire nation of school children with the intent to sever their psyche. Is this the so perfectly played tune of their sheet music; the siren of their song that sings the poisonous melody, “Out of chaos—order; out of chaos—control. Out of evil hearts; by them was freedom stole.”

I will close with these words from Patrick Henry.

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There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free–if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending–if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained–we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is all that is left us!

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It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace–but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death! …………………..Read entire Liberty or Death speech.

Lord Jesus, help us!

Amen.

by Keith Kampschaefer
12/30/2012