Talking about someone like they're not there and they are, is a typical blind spot among social care workers. Or, outside someone's presence, slamming about in a think-know-it-all, play pretend detective or psyche.
Central-controllers are molding-up these predominately waged dupes to be their slave masters. The direction -- few see and even fewer fight through shouting about and where can battling in the Courts -- is much of the population who're paid to rule over the rest.
With a so-rich economically exempt class shut-away behind private security, the remaining equivalent 50/50 number-wise; the under and over class.
Back at command base above ground or below in bunkers the size of small towns, (will be) a mixture of A.I./humans serving self-chosen ones, from 'those families', who managed to (if can/do), pull this all off.
Behind them, evil spirits, evading a long-promised destruction.
This is being revealed and as a manifestation of the new cult and religion. An inevitable consequence of mass incoherence and accepted coercion.
The big- C word; compliance, is these think-rulers mandate calling-card.
They must tell us first, self-expose themselves, yet partially cover-up -- all the while fine tune, the individuals-mapped in predictive programming. To know not only what we do but what we will do. To able to predict these words I type here. In 'real-time'.
Next up? You guessed, have me do what they want, yet, think it's 'me'.
To not believe this synopsis, is to ignore or refuse to read/see their self-disclosed papers and reports. They don't conclude with a giant smiley-face or call it fiction. The word is out, on the back pages, buried and for those with eyes to be bothered to see.
All an extension on a demonised over-drive with people who have the guns and gold. The need to patronise. Sub/or consciously feel-good and being the better one.
To be a somebody and the way to get another fix -- imagine -- ourselves over. In the case of a worker, seemingly backed by the validity of the authority we're paid to exercise. In the case of the cult leaders, pour over ancient mystery school documents and hidden history, and claim bloodline or grafted-in, destiny.
The song is a common one and we sing up our self-esteem. And invariably 'better-than' perspective.
Self-esteem is a term riddled with encouragement for damaging self-projection. Difficult to resist thrills and the put-down, through to avoidance and ignore. It's the elites' chorus. We're converts in this behaviour albeit not 'other animals' just... animals. They're the different ones and not.
Close the sermon:
Christianity dispenses with comparisons and unravels the deception. We cannot judge ourselves or others particularly deeply. And regardless of more obvious insight and conclusions, the doorway of perception swings on the; pride or humility factor, add, hypocrisy and honesty.
Leave out all but the first two words in; 'there but for the grace of God go I'. Soak about in a junk self-assessment; made-up without substance and dreaming. Compare and celebrate.
Alternatively worldy-wise, fall down to a select few in idol blurring magic. (Back to the self-described illuminates).
A standard straight-up evangelical line is a new heresy we suffer with is a pretend over familiarity with God. The addition is we're all as 'filthy rags'. Deprived and dark. Depraved, even.
God is so great that we talk in bowed and hushed terms. As usual it's two extremes. God is here for the chummy ride or God is so other and mighty .
God is ever arriving and re-arriving. Re-presenting.