08-05-2022, 06:07 AM
Touche Pas Ma Planète, S'il Vous Plaît!
... 'Cause It Works For Me As-Is
The fantastically elitist STS Davos-&-Beyond clique of sociopathic cryptarchs, spearheaded overtly by its visionary think-tank/PR agency, comprising the transhumanist maniacs of the technocratic World Economic Forum*, has for the last year and a half been feeling-up (as it were) the planet quite outrageously, and is inexorably groping its tyrannical 4th-Technological-Revolutionary way toward helotistic First Base -- i.e., its long-held helotistical wet-dream of a goal, the final solution to the age-old world problematique: their vaunted Great Reset into their prophesied Glorious 5th Technological Revolution, amen.
Perhaps you've felt this in any of the ten-thousand-and-one ways it is manifesting in your everyday reality just now on this particular world, but didn't have the requisite framework of knowledge with which to usefully deploy, say, the Ra & Friends material (for instance) so as to be able to definitively tell one polarity's effects from the other's with the sufficient and necessary certainty, and so to take your firm choice of just which line along which to confidently and consciously marshal your intent and bravely enact your deeds -- in the face of the greatest hurricane season of malignly-polarizing, black-propagandic bull**** this fair world of ours has ever entertained.
* World Economic Forum self-legitimating propaganda piece ca. Jan. 2021. Coincidentally for yours truly, the falling building briefly seen being demolished at 0:46 is one in which I used to work four decades ago; while it was openly the corporate HQ of a legitimate U.S. transnational heavy-industry titan, under its aegis was plausibly hosted a certain illegitimate transnational quasigovernmental Agency's field office merrily operating on the down-low with perfect cover as an international import/export subcontractor. Shhh! -- lo these many moons later, for [everybody, now, in unison:] Hurr durr! It's all just conspiracy theory!
Allez hop! T'occupe, t'inquiète,
Touche pas ma planète!
Let's go! Don't occupy yourself, don't worry yourself (about my affairs)!
Don't touch my planet! [or as The Rolling Stones put it, “Stay off of my cloud!”]
Ca plane pour moi (literally, "it is gliding for me"), slang for "everything's going well for me" or "this works for me"
WTF?
... 'Cause It Works For Me As-Is
The fantastically elitist STS Davos-&-Beyond clique of sociopathic cryptarchs, spearheaded overtly by its visionary think-tank/PR agency, comprising the transhumanist maniacs of the technocratic World Economic Forum*, has for the last year and a half been feeling-up (as it were) the planet quite outrageously, and is inexorably groping its tyrannical 4th-Technological-Revolutionary way toward helotistic First Base -- i.e., its long-held helotistical wet-dream of a goal, the final solution to the age-old world problematique: their vaunted Great Reset into their prophesied Glorious 5th Technological Revolution, amen.
Perhaps you've felt this in any of the ten-thousand-and-one ways it is manifesting in your everyday reality just now on this particular world, but didn't have the requisite framework of knowledge with which to usefully deploy, say, the Ra & Friends material (for instance) so as to be able to definitively tell one polarity's effects from the other's with the sufficient and necessary certainty, and so to take your firm choice of just which line along which to confidently and consciously marshal your intent and bravely enact your deeds -- in the face of the greatest hurricane season of malignly-polarizing, black-propagandic bull**** this fair world of ours has ever entertained.
* World Economic Forum self-legitimating propaganda piece ca. Jan. 2021. Coincidentally for yours truly, the falling building briefly seen being demolished at 0:46 is one in which I used to work four decades ago; while it was openly the corporate HQ of a legitimate U.S. transnational heavy-industry titan, under its aegis was plausibly hosted a certain illegitimate transnational quasigovernmental Agency's field office merrily operating on the down-low with perfect cover as an international import/export subcontractor. Shhh! -- lo these many moons later, for [everybody, now, in unison:] Hurr durr! It's all just conspiracy theory!
Allez hop! T'occupe, t'inquiète,
Touche pas ma planète!
Let's go! Don't occupy yourself, don't worry yourself (about my affairs)!
Don't touch my planet! [or as The Rolling Stones put it, “Stay off of my cloud!”]
Ca plane pour moi (literally, "it is gliding for me"), slang for "everything's going well for me" or "this works for me"
WTF?