"All The Craziness on The Streets is just as Crazy in The Boardrooms and Suites... High up in The Lightning-Struck Towers."

http://www.zippittydodah.com/2026/02/all-craziness-on-streets-is-just-as.html

These days, when I walk outside, and... most of the time... I see those evil, Deep State pecker-tracks… etched against the sky, as if demented Jinns were doing graffiti wheelies upon God’s cerulean blue Heaven... because orc-scientists were given reversed kabbalah mantras by Middle-Eastern shit-stirring magicians, I might pause for a moment, while the weather shifts inside my head, and… momentarily… experience a minor stage of depression.

It doesn’t last long. Unfailingly... an agent of The Divine will appear in the mind’s eye and tell me not to worry about it, that it isn’t my department, and any reaction I might have just adds some small measure of resistance to the solution already in play. Then, I just smile to myself, and go about my business because I KNOW… by this time, I surely KNOW that everything is choreographed by The Divine.

Every single person, with few exceptions, on this planet, is at some degree of resistance to that last sentence. This is either due to a lack of understanding… doubt… fear… or some other condition that inhibits... the rays of the ever-shining sun of realization... from triggering a finer and more assured state of certitude in their heart of hearts.