Ladies and gentlemen, deformed human brains of all ages, shapes, sizes, and colors, it is time once again to commence playing the greatest con game on earth, a/k/a, and otherwise known as, the amerikkkan presidential election cycle. Yes, it all officially began just a few days ago, and it will continue for the next 19 months, yes NINETEEN months, until November 8, 2016. 19 months of relentless media and social brainwashing and indoctrination, to the bizarre, insane, and absurd concept that a free people is being empowered to choose its next supreme leader. Nineteen months of deception and illusion, a show and a soap opera, to be played out for 350 million slaves. The longest show on earth, intended to ensure the lifelong slavery and genocidal slaughter of each and every observer and participant.
The Forbidden Truth definition: Election: noun, A theatrically organized charade intended to brainwash an organized nation-state of citizen-slaves that they are being given the freedom to choose their next leader. Or, Election: noun, A three ring circus organized and orchestrated by currently elected slavemasters to inspire the patriotic allegiance of citizen-slaves by convincing them they are free to change their futures. Or, Election: noun, A government sponsored pseudo-rebellion by which terrorized citizen-slaves are convinced to reject civil war and armed overthrow of their slavemasters, by the perverse lie that they can use a pen and a ballot to achieve freedom and emancipation.
For the next 19 months your media propagandists, serving and obeying the demand of their governmental overlords, will bombard you with the most absurd illusion of freedom imaginable: That you, as an individual, face a grand and crucial choice in personally deciding the specific identity of the figurehead slavemaster who is to rule over your existence for four years. 19 months of wasted, imaginary existence. 19 months, enough time to make technological immortality a reality. Enough time to end the family unit. Enough time to eradicate religion from the consciousness of all of humanity. But no, you will eagerly waste all this time playing an absurd game of Let Me Pretend To Be Free. Shame, eternal shame on all of you!
You are told that amerikkka is a free democracy. You are told this so that you may never realize the Forbidden Truth: That amerikkka is a religiously fundamentalist dictatorship, void of all freedom, a worldwide warmongerer, the greatest international source of terrorist harm, carried out for the sole purpose of creating imaginary enemies so that you may never recognize who your only real and True and valid enemy is: Your government, the amerikkkan government.
It’s a democracy and you are free, so you can vote. Yes you can, you can vote. You can vote for whichever new slavemasters your current slavemasters deem acceptable. And if you don’t vote, that’s okay, but you will be just as much a slave, until you die, every moment of the future, just as you have, every moment of the past.
Everyone who is given the opportunity to become your supreme slavemaster, is already a top-level slavemaster. Yes, the senator already owns and terrorizes millions of slaves. So does the governor, and the mayor. Relax, don’t worry, they are experienced slavemasters. They know what they are doing, they know how to keep you successfully enslaved, as they are already enslaving millions. They want more slaves, 5 million, 20 million, that’s not enough, so vote for the mayor, the governor, the senator, for president. The slavemaster wants more slaves. Comply!
And what of dear Hillary Rodham Clinton, our designated early cycle front-runner? Such a sweetheart, she was the secretary of state of amerikkka, directly serving the will of existing slavemaster barack, so in a very real way, she has already directly owned as a slave, each and every amerikkkan citizen. My dear slave, you can feel comfortable shackled by Hillary Rodham Clinton. Do you not worship the past? She owned you already, let her own you once again, only this time by official proclamation.
Choose your new supreme slavemaster, slave! Take your time, there is no rush. You have 19 months to decide. Of course there is no rush, you have always been a slave, you will always be a slave, pretending to be free, pretending to be alive. Maybe you will die within the next 19 months? No problem, you are a drone, you are 7 of 9, you will have served your masters with honor, go forth to your cosmic eternity of nothingness, and don’t worry, the greatest con game on earth will continue without any interruption.
The single greatest con of every presidential election, is not the ongoing illusion of freedom. That is actually the second greatest con. The #1 con is the perverse lie, drilled into your skull with more vehemence than Jeffrey Dahmer used, that you are shaping the future, determining your future. Ha! Shaping the future, something alive. But the Truth is you are already dead, when you cast a ballot in an election, you are actually signing your own death certificate, fools! Every existing and aspiring slavemaster talks about the future, and because Truth has always been dead to you, this absurd lie and illusion is so eagerly seized and celebrated. Yes, the future, we will make it better, somewhere over the rainbow skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come truuuue… But no, you idiots, they don’t! It’s just the greatest con game on earth, in full bloom!
The future, your future, is eternal nothingness, retroactive unbirth, you never existed, you were never born, you never lived. That is the future, that is your future. But no, you are a citizen, you are a voter, you are a human being, and Truth is dead to you.
Seven years ago you chose Barack Obama as your new slavemaster. The future looks bright, everything will change, things will be better. And now, here we are, and how many millions of amerikkkans have been retroactively unborn via death? Nothing has changed, unless you have died, in which case the only change is that you have successfully aborted yourself inside of a womb. Nothing has gotten better, everything has gotten worse. Your slave status is greater today. Your future is far more hopeless than it was seven years ago, because you have wasted seven years worshipping your own deaths and celebrating your universal slavery.
government has stolen those seven years of your existence, just as it has stolen every previous year, and just as it is plotting, each and every day, in ongoing, real-time, to steal every moment of your imaginary future existence. And now the charade begins anew, the future, we must make it bright, choose a new slavemaster, allow him to convince you that the future will be bright, so that nothing may change, so that everything will be worse, so that your eternal coffin may continue sparkling and gleaming, in the future, somewhere over the rainbow.
Seven years ago you chose a supreme slavemaster because his skin color allowed you to pretend you were evolving. And now you are being graced with the opportunity to choose a female slavemaster, to once again delude yourself into believing you are evolving, making progress, going in the right direction. You fools! Your terrorist regime has perfected the siren lure of superficiality. Look at his skin, look at her breasts, something new, something different. But it is only the greatest con game on earth, concealing the Forbidden Truth that all slavemasters are slavemasters, and all slavery is slavery, and all existence as a slave to a government is hopeless, hopelessly doomed.
Dear amerikkkan, you are the kidnapped african negro, the year is 1840, you stand on a plantation in South Carolina and you feel joyful, because 10 different white men are offering to enslave you, they each hold out a shackle, “Come, be my slave…no, don’t listen to him, my shackle is nicer, look at the gold trimming….” You feel so happy, you are being given a choice, there is a younger slavemaster, and an older one, their eyes are different, their faces are different, and you get to choose. So lucky, you slave.
And now it is 2015, dear amerikkkan, and what I have described above is exactly what an election is. Each of you, on november 8, 2016, will be the 1840 kidnapped african. It doesn’t matter if you do not vote, simply by allowing this election to occur, you are choosing a slavemaster, you are making love to the slave shackle, you are dooming yourselves, and all of humanity. This is the Forbidden Truth.
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