I am sad, I am frustrated My world is falling apart People are trying to control me Society is trying to control me
No way I want to let them control me! I am me, I am human, I have a mind. I have my own wish to live and create my own future. I will not allow this sticky, nasty, mindcontrol control me, peope around me or the society
Now my mind is awake. Now I can think. Now I can break free.
I want the future to be freedom from control. Freedom from this top level of mindcontrol. People are playing tricks on us, pretending we are in danger. Yes they are right. We are in danger, of them! They kill people, bomb places and scare people!
There are no implants in us, there is no possibility to gauge us. They play with our minds and are part of our mind. How we think and how we act. We all want to be good citizens. They do not want us to question the system and say Thank you!
They are watching us whatever we are doing, what we eat, what we think and what we see!!!! I want to be free!!!!
The society we live in have become so many excuses to why things happen and wait for others to deal with the problem. Where did the will to take care of yourself go? We are all people that have to take care of eachother to make the society go round. If noone is working, where do we get money and taxes from. Who will pay for what noone wants to pay for, social services and hospitals, the roads in town, the pavements and the parks. Someone have to pay for all we got and wants to keep. But who????
I take care of me and we take care of us! Stop blaming others for things happening to you and deal with it. If I don´t take care of myself, who will? Why sit and wait for help? What if noone comes, does that make you happy? Action!!
The feeling that we have to be taken care of is what they want us to feel. To paralyse us. But, who will take care of us if noone take care of anyone. Not even ourselfs. Will a robot take care us???
Where are we heading, is this what we want?
All the things happening in the world, where do it come from. Its like a great puzzle and it makes no sence at first sight but after some studying it´s a scary pattern. It all leads to people who treat us well, too well. They want us to be marionettes and behave that way. Obey, say thank you and never question the system.
I want to live my life myself and not let others live my life for me. I can miss out on so much wonderful things if I do not live my life myself. The eager to learn new things make me keep going and enjoying my life. Of course we all have hard times in life, but unless we learn from it it was not worth it.
There are illusions to show the truth. There are illusions to hide the truth. There are illusions within the illusions to go to a deeper level to make the confusion or blindness complete. There are illusions within the illusions to show the truth in a deeper level.
There is a dust spread to make the illusion complete. The real rulers spread the dust to others that spread out some more. But there is a bad smell of that dust. But only if we open up all of our senses we can feel the smell and see the truth. The truth may not be a pretty sight. But at least it is the truth and not the imaginary thing made up to hold us tight in string like marionettes. As soon as we open up our senses it is hard to close it again. That is why the ones that creates the illusions makes new illusions to cover up for the ones that are discovered. New dust is spread here and there but all that is done is that the air is sprayed with Air Freshener. The air will get another smell for a while but the bad smell will return in one way or another if the real reason for the smell is not changed. All we have to do is keep our senses open and the truth will unfold right before our eyes.
There is a magic place. But I want that magic place to be a real magic place and not a fairytale. The truth is way more magic than the fairytale shown like in a live 3D film. Take off the glasses and face the truth.
There has been a new private video released when Michael Jackson is reading a story to Paris and Prince. The story of a special boy...... I written down the words of the story below.....
"We're gonna find out what's special about his brother, There's something special about his brother. Okey..... Now Sammy sometimes get a lift to his school in the car with us and even though he still can't say my name when I wave goodbye in a sad sort of way he waves back to me. And sometimes when we go to the park I don't play with my friends I just lie on the grass with Sammy instead and we watch the sunshine shimmering on the leaves of the treas and we both smile because its beautiful in a shimmering sort of way. And sometimes when Sammy and I are in the sandbox I don't build castles or dig long. long tunnels. I just sit next to Sammy and let the silky sand trickle through my fingers instead, It feels so soft and smooth and it makes us laugh. And when we feels happy in this special sort of way sometimes I'm lucky to have such a special brother because that makes me special too. "
The story is about this special boy with a friend that ".. he still can't say my name..." and the boy is sad when Sammy has to leave for school.
So sammy is the special boy that has to go to school but the kid in the car doesn't go to school or at least not to the same school as Sammy. That child is mostely separated from his brother when they just most of all wants to be together, that's when they are happy. What is it that makes Sammy special??? Could he be a celebrity?
When the artist Michael Jackson died it leaked out a rumour that Michael Jackson had planned a hoax for about 10 years. MJ died in 2009 and at that time Prince and Paris was 12 and 13. The video is supposedly from 2001 which means supposedly MJ was working on the hoax and part of the hoax is the illusion of how many people that cooperate to create the artist Michael Jackson. Lets say there is a man called Michael that has a twin brother.... a boy that he can't mention by name.......
The topic that circle now in some places is whether Michael Jackson has/is a twin or someone else that sometimes takes the mans place in the spotlight. If there is a twin, howcome we have never heard of him before and where did they hide him all these years. Where is the best place to hide someone? Where is the place where no one should look for him? In my opinion the best place to hide someone is where people don't expect to find someone - right before our eyes......
Below is a picture from the era of Ben with one of the famous pictures of young Michael Jackson with rats on his shoulders and he is surrounded by what seems to be family members. in the background we see a boy standing. at first sight we can see he is about the same age and hight as Michael. Many assume that is Marlon...
A closeup on that boy.... is that Marlon or who is it???
Jackson 5 during the same period with Marlon standing on the right side of Michael in the picture:
So.... has there always been two Michael Jackson??
