Peter E Tasciotti | full disclosure | public legal record

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I refuse to discuss Trump and Biden et alli

 

Greeting and good morning, Earthlings, good night, wherever you are. Oh this isn’t going out live, streaming? For historical purposes then, I greet you in whatever time reference, related with mine during the mid-Autumn of the secular year 2020 (which according to the sacred calendar of Keyboa-tribe is the old civilization). Currently, the corporate, corporeal nation of United States of America and the world at large are facing or enduring another Federal Executive branch change-over, known as the Presidential Election. However that is a misnomer, as it is peddled far and wide as a Voting event. There is a difference between electing and voting and I suggest you research that. 

I refuse to even mention anything about Trump or Biden, neither he nor the other one is the point of this article and for spiritual reasons. At this particular juncture of the Earth’s time-flow, we need to be aware of the looming crisis and to do something about it. The juncture is a crucial one for humanity and our future survival. As we become aware of such import, we will necessarily come to realize that descending into the U.S. political frenzy will only serve to distract us from true reality. The government politics is not reality, correctly it is “a reality show” fit for Television only, that “boob tube” that has as much reality and spirituality as a Slinky or a Big Wheels. 

I don’t want to hear about who you plan to vote for and how it makes you all giddy and helps you fight the goblins of the other side. This democratic farce is nothing more than compensation for the gnawing inadequacies of a pseudo-intellectual society in decline. We may as well devolve back into the feudalism which is still being peddled by the remaining, closet royals of the New World Order. They didn’t and still do not let the serfs vote and matter. Let them eat “cake” (or something unsweet replacing it). Political correctitude merely leads to an arrogant form of ignorance. 

The masses are trapped in a serfdom and even the highest echelon also exist as servants of a more insidious, systematic, carnal purgatory. The rulers are being ruled over by a shadowy, apocalyptic zombie Lord. This puppet-master is cunning and covert beyond belief, yet as pointed-out herein, does exist and does do the controlling, proven by vast circumstantial evidence. It’s most probably not due to an ancient, malicious satellite in orbit perpetually, like asteroids and planet X and reptillians; more of the clever lies which are being pushed, from the astronomical perspective.

I was raised under the fading glory of the mystique of JFK and RFK from the 1960’s into the 70’s. This memory of the American Camelot exuded an air of political and governmental fantasy land. The idea that they were champions and defenders, that they cared and were in touch with the needs of the poor, hungry masses. Perhaps more so than today, but how much can we rest on our laurels when our laurels were not strong enough anyhow, only the victims of nefarious, still-undefined forces. 

I conclude this essay now to do more important things, pressing matters of practical survival, and to enjoy the struggle for its own sake.