by Jon Rappoport
December 29, 2021
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READER: Mr. Rappoport, why do you sometimes write fiction/satire?
ME: Because if you think non-rational reality can be solved simply by rationally setting the record straight, you’re sadly mistaken. Look around you.
READER: Are you saying reality itself is non-rational?
ME: That’s exactly what I’m saying. What we take to be reality is exported to us, and we import it and accept it. That situation is entirely irrational. At the deepest—and therefore—most important level, each one of us is capable of creating the reality we most profoundly desire.
I need to catch a train and I’m late
Finally a clerk directs me to a set of stairs
But after I run down two flights I wind up on the wrong track
I’m familiar with these set-ups
—On board a pleasure yacht
I’m alone in the dining room at 2 in the afternoon
A waiter brings me a glass of champagne
He looks like Al Capone
He sits down next to me and pulls out his tax forms
I spread them on the table and study them
All in order, I say
Nothing to worry about
The feds are lying
They’re paying more for the judge than you’re paying
An explosion goes off
We’re in the water swimming for the dock
Machine gun fire…
I’m walking along a winter road
Two wolves trotting at my side
They’re looking up at me
They want to know where we’re going…
—Suppose, one day, you’re walking around and you see a person who looks exactly like you buying bread in a shop. You approach him and engage him in conversation. You discover he knows everything you know. But he knows it with more clarity. He’s integrated. He’s more agile. You’re no longer useful, pragmatically speaking. You’re out. In an instrumental society, you’re defunct. You have to go somewhere else. You have to start over. You’re cut loose. You don’t need to consider your obligations.
There is always a little man behind his desk telling you you’re dead because he’s dead
It’s standard
Like a shot in the arm for a disease no one ever heard of
You walk into a large living room
Tall machines humming
They’re manufacturing reality
You see the switches on a wall
What happens if you turn them off
The living room is full of people
Cocktail party
They don’t see what you see
They’re talking about virus, virus, virus
They’re wearing masks
They’re comparing vaccine passports
In a corner of the room
A distinguished doctor wearing rimless glasses
Is holding court
A gaggle of earnest guests are listening
He’s describing Omicron
One person has a heart attack and falls down on the carpet
The others ignore him
Now the doctor is talking about a new test for the virus
And transmission
And breakthrough cases
And his visit to Gavin Newsom’s winery in northern California
And the probability of new lockdowns
And spikes in case numbers
And quarantine facilities
Suddenly the doctor and the listeners and the man lying on the floor
Freeze in a paralyzed tableaux
—You’re walking through a zoo
And you’re looking at that frozen scene encased in a glass cube
There’s a plaque on the base of the cube
You move closer
But you can’t make out the printing on the plaque
A security guard says, step back sir, unless you want purchase
A premium membership, in which case you can enter the cube
If I go inside, can I get out?
No, but the characters will begin to speak and move, and then you’ll all leave the party and take a taxi to a hotel and check into rooms and
Meet you families there and start a new life
I’ll have a job
A good job, and you’ll live in the suburbs in a nice home
Will there be rules
There are always rules, but if you obey them you’ll have a happy life
I’ll travel
You and your family will travel to many places and stay in first-class resorts
But I’ll never be able to come back here
No
Why not?
There are walls between various locales
It’s part of the set-up
Exactly
And I’m not allowed to question the set-up
You can question it, privately, to yourself, but that’s all
Will I remember this place, here
For a time, but the memory will fade
What about the reality machines in the living room
You won’t see them again
There has to be some kind of trick here
Of course there is, think it through—right now you’re standing outside and there are people you love who are inside—are you going to go inside to try to help them escape—or you could be inside and there would be people you love who are outside—are you going to try to break down a wall and reach them through a wall that was built to stand the test of time and block your way—however you want to look at it, reality is a collection of separate containers meant to stay separate
Suppose I invent new realties that that are open, that have no walls
THAT’S ILLEGAL, THAT’S A MAJOR CRIME, that’s THE crime
The visible light spectrum is only a minor part of the full spectrum. In the same way, consensus-thought is only a tiny arc in the full arc of invented thought (which is infinite).
On May 14, 2266, the New England Journal of Medicine and Psychology published a paper titled:
WHAT IS ‘A NEGATIVE CONSEQUENCE?’
A quote: “Brain research discovers common patterns of activity across a whole population. These patterns would be called ‘normal’. Exceptions would be classified as various categories of ‘disordered thought’. It’s assumed that only ‘harmonious and symmetrical’ brain patterns are positive and beneficial.”
A reader commented: “This assumption is grossly false. It’s a stunted version of aesthetics. Creative force always breaks out of these little geometries. So does every new idea. Increasingly, Earth culture is unable to understand this.”
—That reader receives a government notice and is summoned to a hearing. He’s interviewed by a virtual AI employee of the federal Department of Stat Research.
HOLOGRAPHIC i-FIGURE: “Are you all right during this epidemic lockdown? I see you live alone.”
“Yes, I’m fine.”
“We want you to enjoy yourself. Are you watching learning programs?”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t like them.”
“Well, we have a report on you. It indicates an output difficult to measure or interpret. What can you tell us about this?
“I don’t know. I’m composing a symphony.”
“A symphony? What is that?”
“It’s a piece of music written for a large orchestra.”
“I find no extant orchestras in the country.”
“That’s true. Nevertheless, I’m composing.”
“Why?”
“For that day when an orchestra may come into being again.”
“Your thought-impulses entered ranges we were not able to summarize.”
“I suppose that means your instruments are limited.”
“Your last statement might be viewed as incendiary. It suggests we are imposing a restriction. As you well know, the science is settled on this point. We measure and interpret thought that contributes to an overall positive outcome, for the population at large.”
“I’m aware of that, yes. But the science rests on certain assumptions. I would call it greatest good as a lowest common denominator.”
“What do you mean?”
“You decide a certain mindset contributes to the consensus reality you favor. You legislate a range of thought that will produce the consensus.”
“That’s a gross oversimplification.”
“It doesn’t describe the algorithms you employ, but all in all I believe my summary is correct. You’re reality makers. You monitor thought-emissions, and when you find a departure from ‘combined averages,’ as you call them, you issue a citation.”
“What is this symphony you’re composing?”
“It’s impossible to explain. It’s music.”
“It has a specific message?”
“No. If it did, I would write out the message and leave it at that.”
“Why have we not heard of you before?”
“I was doing illustrations for the Happiness Holos.”
“We know. What happened?”
“I became bored. A machine could make those pictures. So I decided to compose music.”
“The Happiness Holos are an essential social program.”
“Perhaps. They encourage people to stay on the positive side of a construct called Positive&Negative, which as you know is a State-sponsored theme. But what is superficially indicated by those two opposing sets is, in fact, fuel for the fire.”
“Fuel for what fire?”
“The artist can use and transform any material.”
“Where did you hear such a thing?”
“Nowhere. I’ve experienced it many times.”
“Your views are highly eccentric. I will have to consult your childhood history to understand their roots.”
“I’m afraid that won’t do you any good.”
“Why not?”
“Because your version, the US Department of Psychology version of cause and effect, is propaganda for the masses.”
“This is your idea of a joke?”
“Not at all.”
“When you compose this…symphony, how do you think?”
“It’s not thinking in the way you use the term.”
“No? Then what do you do?”
“I invent sound.”
“Preposterous.”
“Large masses of sound.”
“Absurd. According to what underlying pattern?”
“None. Check the Library of Structures. I doubt you’ll find my activity in the catalogs.”
“Known structures and patterns are contained in the files.”
“I don’t invent through pattern.”
“No? How then?”
“I improvise.”
“And this term refers to?”
“Something done spontaneously.”
“And you exceed prescribed ranges of thought in the process.”
“Perhaps. I would hope so. I don’t keep track.”
“You’re being flippant.”
“I assumed you’d eventually cite me. I’m just composing music during the lockdown.”
“There is no citation yet. You’re an anomaly. We investigate. We consider.”
“I’m afraid your and my idea of ‘consider’ are quite different.”
“Let me ask you this. When you are composing, do you ever believe you enter into a realm or area that could be called ‘non-material’? We’ve heard such claims before.”
“Not if you’re referring to some fairyland. But all thought is basically non-material. The brain registers it after the fact. Thought, the real thing, doesn’t take place in the brain.”
“You’re deluded. And disordered.”
“If I could simply confess to that and be on my way, I’d be a happy man.”
“You live in a society. To keep the peace and maintain the Positive, science has discovered that thought should occur within certain parameters.”
“If you insist.”
“We want to study you. It’s a great honor to be called. You could help extend the boundaries of research…we register variation from the norm in your present thinking.”
“What present thinking?”
“What you’re thinking right now.”
“That was quick.”
“The readouts are instantaneous…what are you doing?”
“I’m starting the fourth movement.”
“Wait. What you’re doing is disruptive.”
“You assume that based on how you set your normal frequencies.”
“YOU’RE BEING DISRUPTIVE. STOP YOUR THOUGHTS.”
All along the major esplanade, and in the lake area, and in the industrial parks and residential high rises, virtual structures shattered like glass.
The holographic i-figure went dark.
A thousand holographic government buildings froze and vanished.
The composer said to no one, “I’m just composing. Well, apparently not just.”
—Back in his room at the edge of the city, he said, “I suppose that’s what they mean by a negative consequence.”
He sat down at his computer and turned it on
He plugged in a small module. The screen went red. Black letters formed: DISEQUILIBRIUM. He pressed the send key.
The encrypted score of the first three movements of his symphony set out on a rapidly changing zig-zag journey to a series of caverns below cities in Belgium, Switzerland, Germany, Italy, America.
A program consisting of the synthesized instruments of a full orchestra read the score and began to broadcast the music to small groups of people sitting in the caverns…
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Jon Rappoport
The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.
I came to read the comments, but I seem to be too early… This piece is a guide for what should be our future, and the path out of the virus… First we were deprived of the truth with a faulty test, and now that the failure of the testing is out of the bag,there is a new assault on our common sense… However; “If the test was bad; does covid even exist? “If over 84% of the tests were false positives; and the test CAN’T detect a specific virus, or if it’s replicating and harmful; does covid even exist? If there were NO FLU CASES since day one of covid, and the symptoms of covid are reliably flu like… does covid even exist? etc, etc, etc. except that the multitudes have been trained not to think or reason; and they like it that way… Although, I certainly hope a highly oppressive Communist New World Reset is NOT the learning experience we will all be forced to live through… and sadly: Maybe it depends on how swiftly and effectively the experimental jabs lower the population of supporters for a non-thinking society constructed on the fear of a covid ghost.
ALL well said!
I’ve said “NO” to this “scheme” even before the alleged manifestations of it led to the first (entirely unnecessary) “mandates” here in the USA. Contradictions in the narrative abound everywhere, yet so many have not eyes to see nor ears to hear.
So many allow the reality to be constructed for them, thus they put themselves in “idle” and get cajoled and jerked in any direction the perpetrators (puppeteers?) chose. Will the slumbering ever awaken from their idle state?
I think I can, therefore I can:
https://quoteinvestigator.com/2015/02/03/you-can/
We make the world with our thoughts:
https://quoteinvestigator.com/2013/01/10/watch-your-thoughts/
Thanks Opie, both links are great and a nice Segway into the New Year. Always look forward to your blog Jon. Music to my ears. May 2022 bring us all more
healing rhythm, freedom and creativity.
‘READER: Mr. Rappoport, why do you sometimes write fiction/satire?’
Perhaps because Mr. Rappoport is:
Number 1: A Writer…
Number 2: Who uses imagination and humor…
Number 3: To get important points across to the reader…
Number 4: To break through their fog of common thinking and institutionalized programming of individuals and society.
‘READER: Are you saying reality itself is non-rational?’
It had better be. Rationality is fine for the small things in Life. But for the big things like God and Meaning and Purpose… rationality is useless. It is not meant for that. Life can never be reduced to something as mundane and limited as human rationality or human logic or human ANYTHING. It’s way, way, way bigger than that. Bigger than we can ever expand our minds enough to fully comprehend.
Using rationality and logic to understand Life is is like trying to empty out the Pacific Ocean with the tool of a spoon. With only one dip into the water.
‘You walk into a large living room
Tall machines humming
They’re manufacturing reality
You see the switches on a wall
What happens if you turn them off’
These machines may be manufacturing something. But that ‘something’ is not reality. It is a synthesized, conjured, faux substitute for true Reality that is both misleading and counterfeit. The more we accept and believe in any manufactured faux reality, the further we get from a better understanding of real and true Reality. It is us deliberately taking a wrong track siding away from the true one track that leads to a fuller pursuit of Reality.
‘The living room is full of people
Cocktail party
They don’t see what you see
They’re talking about virus, virus, virus
They’re wearing masks
They’re comparing vaccine passports’
People used to share pictures of their kids with others. But now, the deluded Covid Cult Members proudly share their Passports of State Slavery with others to virtue signal and feel superior and get a sick sense of pride from just having taken the very latest form of death mixture.
‘The visible light spectrum is only a minor part of the full spectrum. In the same way, consensus-thought is only a tiny arc in the full arc of invented thought (which is infinite).’
If people COULD ONLY GET THIS IDEA THROUGH THEIR HEADS their lives would be permanently changed for the better. But most people seem to enjoy wallowing around in their chosen limitations and proudly declare that nothing else exists.
It seems as if most people never want to be freed from their chosen, self-inflicted prisons. In fact, they actively resist being set free. A mind virus that took over the whole operating system.
Bad enough for them. But much worse when that idea is being forced on billions of people of the World and being made the template for future generations.
A POLITE REQUEST FOR THE ‘VACCINE’ INSERT…
https://www.brighteon.com/a6dbe379-0bac-4848-bab2-2a0cabf77774
That was remarkable.
Symphonies Are Intricate Pieces.
Borne by Soul.
Released Within Bone.
Jon,
This offering puts me in mind of Basia’s, ‘Cruising For Bruising’. Just yesterday I had it on my vehicle’s stereo, playing it over and over. Suddenly, I had this vision of a new world of beauty, promise, and hope. (The colors were extraordinary!) The vision itself was like an overlay on my ordinary world and lasted for 30seconds or so, but the feelings it engendered lasted much longer. (I was stone-cold sober at the time.)
Here’s the song.
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=0mXUgwHzRgA
Vangelis lives on!
Consensus “reality” will always exist. Our present one is just particularly bad owing to its extreme negative effects on everyone… including the perps. But they are all limiting to degrees.Each one is the child of ignorance of our true essential infinite limitless nature… So we are told by the saints, sages & masters of past & present ages who left their respective world matrix by transcending their own limited selves to experience, forever more, the one infinite unchanging state of being… to become super-creative-free from all limitations; formlessness but able to assume form. And what form does their creativity sometimes assume ? Jon alludes to it thus:
“Of course there is, think it through—right now you’re standing outside and there are people you love who are inside—are you going to go inside to try to help them escape…” …think the compassion of Lord Buddha or St. Francis of Assisi’s Love & care for wild animals.
An interesting highlight is this quip by a Perfected One: “Ages ago I woke up and began playing marbles with the universe. In truth I’ve never once missed the mark !” [paraphrased].
Every individuated conscious being has to creatively find our way out in our own way… that’s the exercise of Real creativity. It ain’t easy is it ?! Nevertheless, once the current matrix crumbles, as they all shall and have, a better one will rise & fall as the cycle repeats anew. Godspeed to us all. Cheers.
Jon, I don’t know how you do it, writing such profound pieces most days of the year. Most impressive. I marvel at your stamina and positive spirit.
“I see the awakening of consciousness as a series of spaced flashes, with the intervals between them gradually diminishing until bright blocks of perception are formed, affording memory and a slippery hold.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory
“It is certainly not then—not in dreams—but when one is wide awake, in moments of robust joy and achievement, on the highest terrace of consciousness, that mortality has a chance to peer beyond its own limits, from the mast, from the past and its castle tower. And although nothing much can be seen through the mist, there is somehow the blissful feeling that one is looking in the right direction.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory
“The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness. Although the two are identical twins, man, as a rule, views the prenatal abyss with more calm than the one he is heading for (at some forty-five hundred heartbeats an hour). I know, however, of a young chronophobiac who experienced something like panic when looking for the first time at homemade movies that had been taken a few weeks before his birth. He saw a world that was practically unchanged-the same house, the same people- and then realized that he did not exist there at all and that nobody mourned his absence. He caught a glimpse of his mother waving from an upstairs window, and that unfamiliar gesture disturbed him, as if it were some mysterious farewell. But what particularly frightened him was the sight of a brand-new baby carriage standing there on the porch, with the smug, encroaching air of a coffin; even that was empty, as if, in the reverse course of events, his very bones had disintegrated.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Speak, Memory
https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/2540547-speak-memory
Q & A
“Mr. Rappoport,
why do you sometimes
write fiction/satire?”
“Because if you think
non-rational reality
can be solved simply
by rationally setting
the record straight,
you’re sadly mistaken.”
~
“Master of images
Songs cast a light on you
Hark through dark ties
That tunnel us out
Of sane existence”
~ Anderson/Howe {Awaken}
“Look around you.”
This is a remarkable spelling-out of what thought control means. People say they don’t care if they are tracked because they aren’t doing anything. You are helping people understand how invasive the plan really is. Thank you and thanks again.