SiTU BASICS:
THE HUNDRED MONKEY SYNDROM
Recently
I read an interesting article about a special form of
inter-connectedness, which the authors called the “100 monkey
syndrom”.
Japanese
monkeys were fed with sweet potatoes. A delicacy for them. The only
problem was the way they obtained the potatoes. Their guardians threw
them on the beach, which made the potatoes dirty. Some clever ones
washed off the sand, but that was a, though slowly growing, minority.
Then a miracle happened. Suddenly all the monkey washed their food in
the sea. The same happened to all the monkeys on the island, but also
to their brothers and sisters on the mainland and abroad. A small
step for one monkey, but a giant leap for the race. The same happens
with humans. Innovations and insights are ignored, fought about and
suddenly accepted. The Roman Catholic Church, who burned Giordani
Bruno at the steak, kept Galileo Galilei prisoner, is now accepting
the existence of aliens as a reality. God walks in mysterious ways.
The United Nations created a special department, which will be
responsible for the first contact with extra-terrestial visitors.
But
these are only parefrenalia and distractions. The real question is
the manipulation of this interhuman connectedness. Experiments proof
the power of prayer. Patients recovered faster, when they knew that
people were praying and meditating for their recovery. Sports attract
a lot of visitors and is extremely competitive. It is obvious, that
the spectators eminate all forms of vibrations. When properly guided,
this is a advantage for the “home-team”. Mass-meetings were
favoured by the Elite to manipulate the population. Hitler, or better
Goebbels, was a master in using the power of words and images. But
there is also the power of vibrations. The military, the terrorists
and the police, they all use sounds, waves and vibrations as a form
of “crowd-control”. Iraqi citizens are continuous bombarded with
bad vibes, to make them docile and depressive.
By
the way, you too are deliberatedly bombarded with sounds, smell, rays
and energy-levels. Millions of messages go right through you, every
hour and some are aimed directly at you. To keep you docile and
depressive. Which reminds me of Iraq or Guantanamo Bay. Quid Bono,
who profits? Well, certainly not me.
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