Squeezing out the Middle Man

"God is dead." -Sephen Hawking

The middle man does nothing, he has automated the process, fractioned his ever widening wedge into the heart of the pi like a vampiric tooth. We live in the sucked dry husk of a once was world, a cardboard facade of normalcy entirely gutted by the middle man. Nothing is as the trusting and gullible assume it to still be.
Presidents are his errand boys, and multinational corporate CEO's are his task managers, the middle man chose them because of their wicked perversion and skill at lying, and can replace them with another sociopath at will.
He has a legion of initiates, who have passed the gates of rituals that involve unspeakable harm, and murder of the most innocent, and they are his spokesmen and women, telling the public whatever they want to hear. Dressed in a lab coat, or a fine suit, masquerading as a highly educated authority of medicine or a pioneering tech guru, or a astro-physacist they spin a vast, clever web of complete lies, a fabricated net of total bullshit, all peer reviewed by other deceptive psychopaths from a like minded think-tank.
They poison the well of information, of world-view, of objective fact, of truth, ever mutating, and manipulating it towards an antithesis, towards a justification, towards a twisted punch-line of spite and hatred for humanity. This is summarized in clearest most distilled example with the quote by Hawking, a man as physically twisted as the message he "spoke".

If possible dear reader, let us distance ourselves from the stage where these words are spoken. Let us move through silky air, to forests majestic in their stature, to ocean swells reflecting starlight, to rocky hillsides pocketed with dripping snow in the brilliance of day, let us move to the birth of a calf, wet and struggling to stand up and nurse, let us move to a cracking egg and the perfect creature emerging..... God is alive and closer than hands and breath, all creation hums with the flute note of a higher love, drawing any who listen homeward.
The Word, is simply silence, deep and ever present to hear. Our hearts and minds are like runways always too cluttered with our daily cares for a gifted thought or feeling to land. The Buddhic sage, the Christ-like avatar, the Shaman in service to Universal truth and the greater good are brothers and sisters in their action, united in their sacred heart.
All separateness of religion, like hand drawn borders of countries, are imaginative constructs of man, with no bearing on reality. There is only one line in the sands of time, one golden rule, don't steal from others, don't steal their property, their sex, their life etc.

Returning to the middle man and his minions, that is very simply All that they do, without a single redemptive quality.
Our world, for the time being is, in the public sphere and matters wich effect our well-being fully ruled by abject evil.
This highly contentious point, seemingly so difficult for most people to comprehend, is critical to understand for the safety of one's mind and body, for those dark forces are in calculated and methodical fashion attempting to vastly "thin the herd" and technocratically enslave the survivors.
There seems to be no great hope in convincing all those clinging to an illusory perspective of things of what I write here, but for the many who have already read the writing on the wall or on the Georgia guidstones before they were blown up, I state the obvious.

The big Armageddon, the war against sanity that we find ourselves plunk in the middle of is spiritual, it is a glitter thin veiled attack on all that is and has ever been good and true. It is an attack in which every major actor, political or otherwise authoritative is another Trojan horse, packed to the ass with demons and poison. Our only salvation lies in never again running towards what they promote, or away from what they tell us to fear.
The brow beatings of manufactured tragedy, of shortages, of monetary and societal crumbling will continue, and it is up to each of us to simply meet our immediate surroundings with good-will and compassion, knowing that throughout the vastness of history, these things happen.
So many of us can look at our own lives and see that yes, an awakening is happening, rude as it may be. Surely that truth echoes throught the macrocosm, and humanity shudders to fully awaken from a collective nightmare.
One day again, people will plant and harvest their own seeds, work together to supply their needs, and

slavery in all its forms will be gone, there will be no room for a middle man, as each person simply goes directly to the source.