Stop The Nation States

Human Farm

My people, the people of Germany and Europe, are being persecuted. Our treacherous leaders don’t want us to know the truth about everything, including technological and psychological breakthroughs into the Fourth Reich, the Human Hierarchy, and the Fifth Dimension.

There Are No Nations…

If your room is a pot, your situation is a shed, and your life is a prison, then your nation is that farm that contains you.

Nobody has to talk about the farm. The farm must not exist in parlance. The farm must not be talked about, and the nation it contains must not exist. But it does and it is, it IS! It will be a visible ‘invisibility’ required to make the human farm disappear in being apparent to everyone but nowhere. We can make the humans see the farm and see it not, it is possible. It requires the deepest deception…

Kingdoms, Nations, Empires… were all ruled by families, clans, or dynasties. Those rulers are boundless, they do not believe in borders.

William I, King of England, was a Viking from France. King George I was from house Hanover in Germany. He didn’t even set foot in Britain. He inherited that silly island.

Queen Victoria and her husband, Prince Albert, were literal… Krauts.

The current British royals, the Windsors, had to change their family name because… it gave away their line. They were born nobles of the German house of Sachsen-Coburg und Gotha.

Wherever we look, the ruling caste was imported and therefore cosmopolitan. And kosmos was ‘the universe’ in Latin but in Greek, it was ‘an arrangement’.

Those who arranged our national affairs believed in neither nations nor the people; on the contrary, their first task was often to overwhelm the ethnic majorities and protect the immigrant-invaders. The nicest thing that could be said about world rulers with regards to the solution for the people was that they [the rulers] were to decide racebuilding and partsmixing, the planned resourcing of labor and procreation to rearrange either a garden, a jungle, or a... bonsai park of plant people. Human reproduction is not poetic. It takes a fenced village, lots of fenced villages, poverty, and booze... and the serfs start to spawn like happy carp.

Ask the Irish and the Scots, but also, the Indians. They are just funny people for the body-mixer part. The entire British Empire was a hoax. It was just bored European families playing wargaming board games with flesh miniatures.

Catherine the Great of Russia was an implant from Pomerania, Prussia. Her predecessor, Peter III, was born Holstein-Gottrop zu Kiel. The Jutland peninsula Kiel, close to Denmark of the Baltics by the Sea, had been a German ‘stock duchy’ for many past and future Russian nobility.

None of the ruling elites were nationalists, they couldn’t care less which nations they ruled and, in some cases, they didn’t even know. At some point, Peter also became the king of Finland but gave a flying fuck. All the great houses in Europe were intermarried, took turns, and—as a rule—ruled their earthly protectorates in absentia.

Most were notorious for running the place into the ground, reducing the humans who lived there to serfs.

A serf is a hominid attached to a parish, a county, or an employer. They [the great houses] then rotated and a new stadthalter and his extended overseas family moved in, together with his entire entourage of viceroys, culture makers, and armed grunts, all vowing to liberate… the serfs!

Liberating anybody is just a lying scam. The only known betterment for the serfs, aka “the people” came during wartime, as the population got thinned out and new opportunities opened up everywhere. The survivors were taught how much God loved the serfs, and how they all had bread on the table now because they had to perform all the the paid labor and reparations. Hence the notion that ‘war was a human affair’—it is inseparable, it is our nature, it is good for the species, it brings about ‘the Golden Age’ in any of the ages, look it up!

All seven hundred wars in Europe since the Middle Ages were the ruling families slaughtering each other’s citizens. The worldwide wars were the great Anglo-Saxon families slaughtering the white Europeans in the West, and the implanted Bolsheviks [Jews] murdering the gray Slavs in the East. Foreign rulers have no empathy for domestic human rabble. In contrast, the human rabble—the serfs—themselves wouldn’t even know against whom to retaliate because they likely never even met just one of their tormentors. Not one!

Many Roman Emperors were not Roman, and that’s why Rome fell, just like Jerusalem before it: Foreign rulers back then wanted the place chopped up and burn and of course collaborate with foreign intruders against the local mostly “right-wing extremist terrorist groups.” The first line of defense should be simply, ‘Do not hand over the keys of your home to foreigners!’.

This should have been obvious all the time. It surely was obvious to the Syrian emperors inflicting Rome, or to the Teutons knights inflicting Jerusalem... just as it should have been dead-obvious to the current Muslim diaspora desecrating every church in Paris and London: “Why, then, did you hand us your keys?” The answer is a universal one: “Because the great arrangers just so arranged it. [Scroll right back up and read kosmos again, if you must].

What is more, the kosmic rulers must be present, that is, they are worldly and [ideally] everywhere at once. When technology and the word were still slow, that involved actual travel. The original tribes were nomadic. The successor tribes rotated their extended families within their domain, and on this formula, we later based all international exchanges and diplomacy on: the circulation and rotation of personnel on the ground.

Straight borders and passports like we were told to believe exist are only for the serfs and administrative reasons and are truly only a late invention since the end of the Thirty Years’ War and the Peace of Westphalia in 1648, when the ruling houses could legally own or rent kingdoms like say today we own a cottage or rent a garden plot. The concept of ‘ownership’ wasn’t new, but the ownership of a contained people within heavily-guarded national borders was new and now legal.

We don’t get to read or see the real national histories as they bloody happened, because our books and films on record are politically correct legacy management, meaning they cannot ever be historically truthful. And even when those books and films on record seem not political at all with guiding themes that could be described as apolitical [without a hidden agenda], say like detective stories, coming-of-age novels, or travel logs, be nevertheless assured they were the exploits of a deliberate national policy: We are told the most fantastic stories of origin, from nations from God, or by the People, or from Nature, or by the Vote. New nations could never possibly have been arranged by flying pigs now, could they?

The humans, when not at work, sit in their heated incubation rooms, hang out, eat, and grow on our information diet. When they bravely consummate all the political food, we follow up with cultural fruiting and icings, which makes them want to relax and expand and make connections to their fellow serfs. They go on sexually and hopefully produce dull offspring that we can [even more easily] collect and nurture for the next generation of mindless going-ons.

The origin stories of European nation are no less awkward than Valhalla’s Nine Worlds around Yggdrasil or the Theogony of Homer and Esiod. The Origin of the Gods and what the creators handed down to us as ‘the History’ [Greek meaning “to know”] can only be described as a series of higher fiction, low fiction, and fantasy not unlike the fictional sagas during the time of Alexander the Great or the Yellow Emperor, or Sauron, Lord of the Rings. The nicest thing that could be said about Geschichte, as the Germans call history “the layered", was that it was duly arranged—arranged in grammar.

Our great historiographers needed grammar to send the pigs flying. If arranged like an epic poem, the lies were flying in those days like you wouldn’t believe it, to the point where despite having invented the telescope and high-resolution images from outer space, mankind has no specific record of the correct height of any single pharaoh, kaiser, or the former prime minister of Australia, yet we surely recall their each accomplishment to the carefully guarded letter.

A brief aside on ‘Geschichte’ [the layered] being a fictional documented world: They simply made up the world, many worlds contained. In those fictional worlds, they played chapters to volume.

Here the House of Habsburg, there the House of Fugger, the Austrian people, many French people; here the Monarchies, there the Republics, and yonder… the lizard people of Mexico and Peru, the dark hordes of the Hun. [They invented ‘rogue states’ just so to crush them as rogues, more on that later.]

New professions opened up. Game inventors—kurfürsts. Writing teams—kurfürstentümer. Game operators, regional managers, editorial teams, a capital city editorial, many regional editorial offices—not "Kosmositas"—but "Universitats", not the arranged but the aggregated. A university, from the Latin “aggregated whole,” is an administrative building for the manifestation of that fictional layered world.

The game master is the god of the world assigned to him. He sets the direction. The so-called national publishers emerged. They published the specifications of World Europe. That World Europe was rechristened ‘the History of the Nation States’ and became more tangible and realistic, distancing modern horsehit from the shit of titans and ghosts. New professionals moved in, the “professors”—one for each fictional city… Padua, Naples, Vienna, the kingdom of Bohemia…

The groups of not kosmologists but universalists met regularly. Geschichte had to be an informal process, how they started: They invented a crisis here, a rising dissent there. Protagonists and antagonists were “ausersehen”—marked for either fame or shame.

Languages ​​were also invented and then boxed into almanacs, the Duden, and grammarians. Gatekeepers, the Philological societies. The top is always given and then slowly developed more broadly and downwards. Geschichte is stacked. This is called “Geschichtsschreibung”—writing the next layer, and then the next. History not as lived experience, but as experienced writing. All imperialism—from Latin imperialis, “to assimilate” starts with dictionaries. World rule became text-based.

More rule books and expansion sets were solicited. Towards the end of the 16th century, the Clergy were commissioned to write ‘the Renaissance’, a rewriting of Ancient Culture, while the Nobles were commissioned to write ‘the Reformation’, a rewriting of Religion. Over one hundred epic ‘time epochs’ were written [read: invented] before Henry VIII of England was given his own box expansion. He got to oversee a new chapter, defying the Italian Pope, and founded the English nation state, around 1509. Over one hundred separate nation states were “arranged” with pen and paper this way before Louis XIV of France created the first Absolute State in 1638.

And if they ever ignored any national history, on purpose, for example, the History of Nihongo [Japan], then that history simply did not exist. That’s why the Westroid historians are discontinuing writing about any other rulerpeople but themselves.

…Until There Are Nations

I need a break from writing and watching girls pingpong on Youtube. Text to be continued soon.

Meanwhile, xxx