30 July 2013

By James Farganne

By “elites”, I mean the occult bloodline money power on this planet — the entities that feed on mankind’s misery; that profit from slavery and war; that delight in perversion and atrocity; that promote greed, ignorance, and fear — and the lesser psychopaths that enforce their agenda of creating a “Brave New World” society that will, if achieved, amount to nothing less than Hell on Earth.

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Why the “Elites” Are Lower Than the Animals

Tonight, I stepped on a snail. I felt the shell give way, stopped, and in the lamplight could make out the wet spot.

Well, at least it died instantly.

I felt bad about it, as I always do. (It is a common summer occurrence.) The snail was sailing blissfully along at its snail’s pace and then — what? — maybe the blinding light flash we will all experience when that moment comes?

Anyway, it got me to thinking.

I felt bad about killing a snail. Why?

Because it was a conscious being, with nerves that drove it this way and that. We couldn’t have discussed the weather, but that much at least we had in common.*

I feel similarly bad every time I eat flesh of any kind, but because my health suffers whenever I try to get by without it, I consume it. Seems to be a part of the price of living here in “meatspace” reality. So my existence here is uneasy.

Anyway, it got me to thinking.

The snail fed on, what — algae? microorganisms? “lower” forms of life?

Yes, indeed, LOWER.

Why lower?

Because those lower forms, including the snail, could never feel any compunction about destroying or consuming anything. They just operate. They just consume. And from the perspective of me tending my garden, they also do occasionally destroy. Maybe “ruin” would be a better word.

I feel bad about killing the snail because I recognize that it suffers. It doesn’t recognize suffering below it. I understand suffering from above it. Therefore I have something called a conscience, a soul, and that is what places me “above” it.

Now look at the “elites” who are “above” us. To them, destroying Libya is even less than my stepping on a snail. They have no compunction, no conscience, no feeling of wrongdoing, even though, unlike me, they didn’t do it accidentally. They did it on purpose. Yet they still have no remorse about it. On the contrary, they feel glee. And they would call my compunction a ridiculous weakness.

This is proof that they are lower than the animals. At least the animals have no thoughts about what they are doing. The “elites” think deeply about what they are doing, but they do it anyway. And they feel no remorse.

The “elites” are lower, much lower than the animals. They have consented to be brought so low.

This, to my mind, is PROOF of how low they are.
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* A lot of “scientists” would maintain that the snail is just a biological automaton, with no consciousness. Well, those scientists are sham priests thinking they understand mysteries beyond their comprehension. They have never applied empirical observation to consciousness. They just assume the snail has no consciousness. They analyze, they assume, but when it comes to consciousness, they do not see, and they not know.

A snail has consciousness. It is sensitive. It pursues what is pleasant to it, and avoids what is not. That goes for all creatures great and small. So I avoid killing them unless I have or just happen to, and when it happens, I feel bad.