Amerika's conventions a masonic disneyland full of illusions and 33 degree magik

yesterdays speech.... last week speechs both conventions


overwhelmed

kind of reminds you of disney.... dont it

well it should....

it is magic 33 degree marketing and media mind manipulation

walt was a 33 deegree free mason politico are insiders most are 33 degree and higher or are trying to advance their careers higher...


all just bells and whistles smoke and mirrors and distractions to the real issues that face amerika

wake up

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magic kingdom

magic of disney

read this...


Disneyland appeals to the young, the young at heart, and, some would say, the infantile.


Now try and relate this political rhetoric of late (Masonic fantasyland people of amerika have been riding on)... "false hope" change is coming

to the sheep of amerika....


“It's a Small World After All”. Here one steps onto a boat and sails indoors past ranks of dolls from all over the world in national costume, dancing, surrounded by the symbols of their countries, all singing the same song. The overt message is that we are all one family and should get along like one. However different our colours or religions or economic statuses, we can agree on universal values of human cooperation.

It is a rosy picture of America and the world that one receives visiting Disneyland. There is no war there, though there is a Star Wars ride. There is no racial prejudice.


Entering and leaving the Magic Kingdom, one passes through a definite threshold. One is whisked in by tram from a monstrous parking structure to a world in which enchantment still rules....


sounds like the political conventions dont it?

seams like the sides use the marketing ploys and scripts of disney productions to sell the sheep goyim false hopes

then when you leave the facillity...

Something strange happens when one leaves Disneyland. A reality that had somehow been held at bay reveals itself to have been waiting for us all the time. The imaginary community that takes its seat on the tram evaporates when everyone exits and walks to their separate cars. The illusion is revealed. It is like that moment in Hegel's Phenomenology when the Unhappy Consciousness leaves a Church just after it has received absolution, and walks out into the street knowing that its destiny is to sin and, again, be severed from God. The unity brought about in the mystery of Church Ritual cannot be maintained in ordinary life. So as you take the escalator back to Goofy level, looking for your car at G 71 on a mathematical grid, alienation sets in. It is as though one has drunk from a charmed potion, and the day has passed in a kind of intoxication. Back in the parking structure, the potion wears off and one is left a bit gaga, tired, and even a mite depressed or hung-over.

[link to www.philosophersnet.com]

now time for a reality check;


wake up wake up glp sheep

the ride is soon coming to a stop