Another Step on the Short and Dangerous Ladder Towards Tyranny

Hello and welcome to Gareth Icke Tonight. In the UK, this week, Lucy Connolly, the wife of a former Conservative Party councillor and the mother of young children, has lost her appeal against the two-and-a-half-year prison sentence she received... for a tweet! Lucy tweeted in the aftermath of the unspeakable horrors committed in Southport, where three young girls were murdered, and many others injured, by a demonic psychopath, at a kid's dance studio.

The fallout of the Southport attack led to riots on the streets of the UK, as mass unfiltered immigration, and the consecutive government's refusal to do anything about it, was blamed for the murderous actions of killer, Axel Rudakubana. Several arrests and absurdly long prison sentences were handed out in what felt like minutes. One of those sentenced has already taken his life in prison, by the way. 

But Lucy Connolly was perhaps the most high-profiled of those locked up by the state. Her crime was a social media post that read as follows:

Mass deportations NOW! Set fire to all the effing hotels with all the bastards inside, for all I care. And while you're at it, take the treacherous government and politicians with them. I feel physically sick knowing what these families will have to endure. If that makes me a racist, so be it.

Lucy Connolly

Now, Lucy states she knows what the families will now have to endure, having lost a child herself, fourteen years ago. She will certainly have more understanding of the grief than most people. 

Now, was it a clever tweet? No. 

Was it a nice compassionate and level-headed thing to post? No, of course not. It was unpleasant. It was ill-thought-out. But if you can sit there and say you've never said anything unpleasant and ill-thought-out, then I can sit here with absolute confidence and call you a liar. 

It was deleted within three hours and a public apology issued, but no one wants apologies. They're not worth anything anymore because no one ever accepts them. The woke left saw to that years ago. And the woke right just, you know, followed suit. 

But the main issue here isn't whether it's a nice thing to say or whether Lucy is indeed a nice person tweeting out of character. I don't know the lady. She could be a right nasty piece of work for all I know, but that sort of isn't the point. 

If we're throwing nasty people in prison, the only people left free to walk the corridors of the Houses of Parliament, the Royal Palaces and, let's have it right, the Royal Courts of Justice, would be the cleaners!

Two and a half years in prison. Two and a half years away from her family for a social media post. A child without a mother for two and a half years for a social media post. 

Now, you don't have to like Lucy or her opinions to find this yet another step on a very short and dangerous ladder towards tyranny.

If you can be imprisoned for tweeting something publicly, how long until you can be imprisoned for saying something privately or even imprisoned for thinking something that's deemed inappropriate?

The normalisation of prison for emotion-driven and later retracted words, and the precedent set by this kind of sentence ‒ and indeed imprisonment in general for what you write on social media, even if you delete and apologise for it ‒ has very dark implications for free speech and freedom of expression. Because it's Lucy Connolly now, but it might be you further down the line, because no one aligns with the state on everything. You simply don't. 

Now, maybe your side is winning currently, which is why a Labour councillor, that urged for the throats to be cut of those protesting in the wake of the Southport murders, and was caught on video doing it, still isn't in prison while Lucy is. But winning sides can change and they can change in a heartbeat. So be careful what you wish for.

Sometimes,you need to speak up for people you don't necessarily like, even despise, in order to stop them being the key that allows the wolf to enter your house further down the road. Now Lucy is far from the only person being sent to jail for words, in the United Kingdom, and the court's refusal to reduce her sentence has again led to many accusing the Starmer government of ruling over a two-tiered justice system. 

It's hard to argue with, when the judge who refused Lucy's appeal, Lord Justice Holroyde – another fellow in a fancy dress and a silly wig – does have form for reducing sentences. Now he deemed Lucy's appeal to have no arguable basis. However, he didn't seem to think that when he halved the sentence of a paedophile, in 2023. 

Lord Ahmed of Rotherham, a former Labour peer, was jailed for five years for trying to rape a young girl and sexually assaulting a boy under 11. Yet his sentence was halved by the same judge that thinks hurty words are worthy of an equal sentence to child abuse. 

Now the fact it's Lord Ahmed of Rotherham, a grooming gang epicenter, is not lost on me. So whether you like Lucy or not, you can understand why people are finding this just a little bit off. Because who's the bigger danger to the people of Britain? Who would you rather have as a next-door neighbour? Someone that says bad things? Or someone that does bad things? I know whom I'd rather not have knocking on my door to borrow a pint of milk. 

Many are of the opinion that Lucy's sentence is disproportionate so as to set an example to others, and there may well be some truth in that. But what if it's also about achieving the very opposite? What if it's about making people so angry and disillusioned with the state and the lack of justice that they take matters into their own hands in the future? 

I've said repeatedly that they're more than happy to have people sat at home, watching their televisions, frightened to say a word or lift a finger. And they are more than happy to have people on the streets throwing rocks at coppers because, on one hand, they've already nullified the threat, and on the other, they can use that violence as an excuse to come down even harder on dissidents of the state. 

We're in chaos season and it's time to be streetwise.

Transcribed by EY@EL
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Plato's Cave and the Dogged Persistence of Ignorance

The famous allegory of Plato's cave is a great illustration of the cognitive trap of ignorance, where the individual is unaware of the limitations of their own perception.

This place of ignorance is not just some dark cave, deprieved of light (information), it's an astral dungeon, a deprivation chamber.

In such situation, some people get an acute feeling of epistemic claustrophobia, a lack of freedom in the truest sense of the word.

The resulting mental numbness feeds the soul with empty fables and tidbits of ill-founded spiritual hope.

Plato presents this imprisonment as deadly bondage. Quoting The Odyssey, he claims: “I'd rather be a humble servant on Earth than ruling over the shadows of the dead”.

Which means he would rather be at the bottom end on Original Earth than at the top of this world of illusion designed by the Demiurge.

As Plato points out, trapped in this experimental simulation, the soul experiences sadness beyond words at being unable to understand, achieve or experience anything meaningful in this matrix.

The ultimate horror of ignorance is the helplessness it bestows.

May the science of the mind helps you break the shackles of ignorance.

Original text by Iso V. Sinclair translated from French by Eyael
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Billions of Thundering Typhoons

We're pirates. Not the heart-bleeding Robin Hood types of heroes. We don't do rescues.

Captain Barbossa, Pirates of the Caribbean

Blimey! After a narrow escape from the mouse trap and a close call with a near indigestion from cheese holes last month, I am now sailing below the decks aboard the Hispaniola – or is that the Black Pearl? Either way, there's betrayal on the cards with that bloody five of spades throwing spanners in the works. Acting rather as a warning sign before a critical bend on a curving road or, in this particular case, a coast lined with dangerous reefs. Time for us to slow down, observe, and most importantly, not to trust indiscriminately. Let's not forget that in May, that damned dirty player and contingency expert Uranus is making its final pass over demon star Algol in aggressive Aries. The five of spades also alerts us to the dangers of empathy and attachment, calling us to adopt an individualistic approach.

Hoist the Flag!

The dictionary defines a pirate as “an adventurer who roamed the seas to engage in brigandage, attacking merchant ships”. Nowadays, a pirate is “a person who engages in maritime piracy, a sort of sea robber who plunders other ships and take away their goods, whatever they may be”.

A distinction should be made between outlawed pirates (from the Latin pirata, derived from Greek peirates, meaning “one who attempts fortune, who is enterprising”) and and hired corsairs (from the Latin cursus, “course”), who were privateers, holding letters of marque issued by their government to attack enemy ships during wartime – as well as freebooters or flibusters (from the Dutch vrijbuiter, “one who plunders freely”) who were generally defectors, adventurers or criminals at large who had escaped from their country of origin to avoid justice.

Note that freebooters who operated in the Caribbean Sea were sometimes improperly called buccaneers (after the meat they smoked on a special grill, known as “buccan”) and also that privateers appointed by a particular country were considered to be pirates by enemy countries. Corsairs are therefore pirates from the point of view of third countries. 

Know that as far back as ancient times, piracy already existed. Every ancient civilisation with a fleet of ships was familiar with it, from the Phoenicians to the Mycenaeans, including the Romans. And the Vikings. In those days, oceans were regarded as free spaces where the law of the jungle prevailed.

The golden age of piracy was in the 1660s, when the French, English and Dutch would all raid the gold-laden ships of the Spanish Crown. From 1690 onward, new groups began operating in the Indian Ocean. The English Crown would encourage piracy as it brought money to both West Indies and England. However, by 1700 this was no longer the case with trade becoming global. Sometime between 1716 and 1726, a spontaneous pirate movement of several thousand individuals sprang up, but it did not have the support of the ruling classes. The Brits and French cooperated to curb the movement and hung hundreds of pirates.

Oh I’ll tell you a tale of a pirate queen
A she-wolf who reigned the Caribbean Sea
With a pistol-a-ready and a cutlass keen
The villainous, infamous Anne Bonny
Born in Ireland scandalously
Bastard daughter
To a prosperous lawyer
Shunned suitor and society
For the love of a pirate boy

"Anne Bonny", Karliene (2019)

And before some hare-brained port-sided feminists hoist their flag and fire their bullets, let's remind them that among the most famous pirates were three ladies: Maria Lindsey, Mary Read, and Anne Cormac better known as Anne Bonny. Bonny's boarding technique was certainly an inspiration to the screenwriters of Pirates of the Caribbean. With the help of friends, she would turn a stolen old ship into a ghost ship, spraying its sails with fake blood and prominently displaying bloodied dummies on deck. Faced with such ghastly sight, the terrified crews of the merchant ships would flee, abandoning their precious cargo without resistance.

Scuttled Scuttlers

The pirate figure is both fascinating and appealing as it is associated with a quest for absolute freedom. However, from a supraconscious perspective, this archetype is a form of orchestrated rebellion meant to divert the energy of independence-seeking souls into a loop of struggle, loss and failure.

The pirate figure may appear to be opposing the system, yet he is merely re-enacting another version of the same servitude: he is rejecting hierarchy, but is stuck in a constant state of survival; he never questions the rules of the game, he only tries to force his way out; the buried gold is a trivial illusion diverting his attention from the worthier quest of exiting the game.

Like other “likeable rebel” figures (such as Robin Hood, hackers, resistance fighters), the pirate embodies a pointless, alluring yet energy-intensive struggle. The matrix is fond of such patterns as they suck up the energy of souls who want to break free, while ensuring that nothing really changes.

On the other hand, the opposition between pirates and privateers is a perfect illustration of the orchestrated duality, where corsairs are allowed the very thing pirates are hunted down for. States use privateers (who play by the book) and then betray them when they are no longer welcome. This pattern is being repeated everywhere: using pawns and then sacrificing them. The matrix generates artificial conflicts in which each side believes they are the “good guys”, when in reality they are all caught up in the same game.

Dark Heroes of the Astral

Whether clichés make you cringe or smile, they do serve a purpose, for this matrix is based on a contractual programme relying on tacit consent. Hence, any time you accept a thought, a situation, a role or a symbol, it becomes a tacit contract without you even realising it.

So, in the mutilation department, the one-legged pirate is a reminder of the pain and price for breaking out of the system, and conveys the subtle message that rebellion leads to destruction. Just like sacrificed warriors and martyred heroes, pirates can never truly win.

Also, the loss of his creative tool (hand) replaced by a weapon (hook) is a metaphor turning the pirate into a brutal force, devoid of any subtlety - a ‘ doomed warrior’. The rebel figure of the pirate becomes thus a destroyer, but never a builder.

In occult symbolism, many one-eyed or mutilated figures, such as Odin sacrificing his eye, one-eyed Satan, etc., represent partial knowing – a truncated vision of reality. The pirate does not have a complete understanding of the game; his moves are responsive rather than masterly.

There were fifteen of us on the dead man's chest
Yo - ho - ho! and a bottle of rum!
The drink and the devil took the others,
Yo - ho - ho! and a bottle of rum!

Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island

The pervasiveness of rum is by no means trivial. Alcohol (derived from the Arabic al-kuhl, initially meaning “subtle thing” or “essence” with reference to the distilled solution resulting from the magical experiments of Middle Eastern alchemists) alters judgement, drives men away from spirit, and holds them in an impaired state of consciousness. There's a good reason for calling alcohol “spirits” as it astralises and distorts perception.  It thus became an infamous instrument for colonisation of indigenous communities all over the world. Chemists use alcohol as an extractive agent to retrieve essences in the production of essential oils or the sterilisation of medical devices. The same applies for the human body where it retrieves the essence of an individual, thus causing fissures in the aura that may be exploited by astral entities.

The faithful parrot perched on the pirate's shoulder represents conditioned memory and mental programming. It mindlessly repeats what it hears in the same way as a human stuck in an unquestioning belief system. He follows the pirate everywhere, thus illustrating the unknowing presence of the automatic patterns governing our decision making. What may pass for wisdom is merely recycling empty words that lack substance. This symbol suggests that even ‘free’ rebels are burdened with unconscious programming that keeps bringing them back into the same loops.

The black flag with the human skull or “death head” (Jolly Roger) is not unlike the symbol of the Skull and Bones secret society associated with power management and control of the masses. In the matrix, death is a programmed illusion to hold souls captive and feed the astral recycling loop. The use of such symbol by pirates may be seen as a hidden knowledge claim or else, as a way to inspire fear and subjugation.

Last but not least, the quest for some buried treasure, which can only be found thanks to a map (often cut into scattered pieces), is a direct metaphor for lost knowing fragmented by the matrix. The buried material wealth is a lure, a diversion from the real quest (vibratory sovereignty). The split map represents the scattered knowing that each individual needs to reconstitute. The pirate is seeking outside what is to be found within, caught up in a never-ending quest. The matrix has fragmented the essence of reality and imposed a series of distractions. The real treasure is not gaining power in the game, but understanding how to stop being a pawn.

Riding the Wave

The pirate archetype is a matrix distraction: a fake sense of freedom redirecting rebellious energies into a pattern of pain and struggle. The matrix loves rebels, as long as they keep on being pawns. 

The problem is not the problem. The problem is your attitude to the problem.

Captain Jack Sparrow, Pirates of the Caribbean

The authentic player does not engage in head-on attacks on the system for they know it is an illusion. They don't run away either as they realise the playground cannot be changed. They understand the laws of the matrix and use them and are no slaves to the system. They don't engage in pointless struggles; they find strategic paths. They don't strive for illusory freedom, but for genuine vibratory sovereignty. The real treasure is neither gold, nor power or brutal rebellion. The real treasure is about understanding and harnessing the game.

What if true freedom wasn't about breaking our shackles, but rather about understanding why they are there?

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Why ‘Good’ and ‘Evil’ Need Each Other

How ironic that the greatest human fear is dying (fear of the unknown) when we don’t and cannot die. 

It is this fear that drives the engine of the ‘health’ industry in all its forms and has turned the doctor into a demi-god. 

Oh, doctor, please save me, I don’t want to die!! 

I understand that in humanity’s conditioned state. But the very fact that you believe you can die means that you will experience the illusion of it and if you believe that the doctor can make things go right it also means that you accept that things can go wrong. 

One polarity creates the other. If people believe in the doctor when he says he will ‘cure’ them, they will also believe in the doctor when he tells them he can’t. They ‘die’ because they believe that is what must happen. They think themselves to death. 

After all, the doctor I believe has cured me in the ‘past’ now says nothing can be done. 

See the polarity? The belief in the doctor’s ability to heal creates a belief in the doctor when he says he cannot heal. 

For this reason, as endless research has shown, when a doctor tells someone they have six months to live that is pretty much how long most of them last. They think themselves to death because of their belief in the doctor. 

I would suggest that the key realisation here is not that the doctor can cure or not cure, but that there is nothing to cure and there is no doctor! It is manipulated illusion. 

A belief in ‘good’ must, by definition, create the illusion of ‘evil’. How can there be a belief in good if there is not also a belief in evil? Left needs Right in politics for the same reason and the ‘pros’ need the ‘antis’. 

Vibration is the realm of illusion and to vibrate you need to create a rhythm, a beat that oscillates between two points, as a pendulum needs to swing between two points or it must be still. How can a pendulum swing if it only has one point? 

For every ‘to’ there has to be a ‘fro’ and vice versa. Without the two points there can only be stillness (the Infinite). The Matrix is illusory duality and the division of the One. 

Look at the laser beam that has to be divided into two for the holographic pattern to be produced. Thought, too, is illusion. Thinking is not being, just as believing is not knowing. 

Our loss of awareness of the One means that we have to recognise everything by differences. We know what is hot because we know what is cold; we know what is loud because we know what is quiet. Without the dualities to compare, everything would just be. 

The realm of vibrational illusion depends for its very existence on polarity, duality, and the whole agenda of the Matrix is to maintain the illusion of polarity in all things. 

People have said to me that I am a ‘good man’. But I am not ‘good’, I just am. A ‘good man’ is a polarity. Others have said I am a ‘bad man’. But I am not ‘bad’, I just am. A bad man is a polarity that provides the oscillation point to vibrate with the good man. Polarities are Matrix illusions. 

Original text by David Icke from Tales from the Time Loop (isbn: 978-0953881048)

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The Solipsistic Trap

In the wake of red, blue and black pills, another divisive concept is surfacing on social media: solipsism.

But first of all, what does this barbaric term actually mean?

Solipsism is an old philosophical belief according to which only our own consciousness would exist and everything else — the world, events, other people — is merely a mental projection.

In making us doubt the reality we all share, the matrix is thus attempting to isolate us in our heads, dismissing any living connection and blocking any inner sovereignty. 

The awareness that everyone perceives reality through their own filters does not dismiss reality as such. The world does exist. Other people do exist. But it is the quality of our presence, our inner alignment, which determines how we experience it.

As more and more people are feeling the call to reconnect with their essence, the matrix is coming up with this new delusion: either you melt into the mass or you shut yourself away in a mental bubble. This is a false choice. The true calling is that of a clear, deep-rooted, connected consciousness.

Breaking out of solipsism is being aware and connected to your axis without losing yourself. It's being able to see the world without melting in and build your inner strength without isolating yourself.

Denying the world won’t free you. Remembering who you really are will.

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