One thing I have learned on my journey through life is that people need validation. They need to feel special. This has been true since my early days as a bagger in a grocery store to today, retired and independent. When I first worked as an accountant in a workplace, the politics were depressing, everyone trying for a chokehold position on everyone else. All wanted to be special and a cut above. I participated, and felt like shit. Self-employment was the only escape.
I will return to that in a second. We are in Paris, soon off to museums, so I only have a few seconds. Miles Mathis said something quite interesting recently, that there are no “Rothchilds,” per se. Rather it was an invented name, meaning Red Shield, and only serves as a means of identification. Similarly, use of the book Catcher in the Rye is a signal, a coded message to insiders. Certain numbers … 8, 11, 33, 47 serve the same purpose, a coded signal to insiders.
For instance, I learned recently from his Wikipedia page that Nicola Tesla died in a hotel in New York City, in room “3327.” Get that? In case you don’t, it is 33 and 3 to the 3rd power, or two 33s contained in one number. It is a signal. Wiki is saying “He was one of us.” And it’s a powerful statement, having TWO 33s, meaning “he was one of us, and he was special.” Honestly, why else bother with a room number? Who cares?
It’s like when I was bagging groceries as a kid – people need to feel special, and will go to great lengths to gain positions of power over others. Secrets are an important part of the power game. People just love having secrets!
I am talking, of course, about Masons and Freemasonry. That’s all that it is – a game of secrecy making people feel important. Granted there are massive fortunes that are protected by secrets, and just about everyone in public life in the world is wearing a mask. But in the end, I don’t care. They are just people. Masonry makes them special, they imagine. They hold the keys, have meetings, wear stupid costumes and masks, send hand signals to each other (as in hand inside vest over heart). It’s all part of the game of life, being special, having secrets.
Tyrone McCloskey in his paper JFKTV speculated that the event, the fake death of JFK, was pulled off because of many local people in Dallas who assisted, from police to Parkland doctors to “witnesses” in Dealey Plaza. Afterward, they shut up about it, kept the secret. How is that possible?
Easy, he said. They were all Freemasons. They come in handy.
I wonder if Freemasonry was a reaction to the Catholic Church and it barbarism, inquisitions and murders. If so, secrecy was a matter of life and death. Those days are over, however, so the secrecy game now is just a way for people to feel special. I do wish they would grow up.