I just spent nearly an entire hour quickly reading through this lengthy four-part piece that draws together from multiple directions and dimensions what Wilcock sees and thinks is surrounding and undergirding the ungoing mystery of the Mandalay Massacre. Are his suspicions and interpretations true? I have no idea. But it does seem as if this not-so-singular false flag event (because it echoes key elements of so many others) has transformed into a sort of Ariadne’s Thread.

One version of the original myth of Ariadne’s Thread has her giving a ball of thread to Theseus so that he can find his way out of the minotaur’s labyrinth on the island of Crete. I visited that storied land, and the ruins at Knossos, vividly imagining a labyrinth underneath. True? I have no idea.

My own version of the myth (as all myths have many versions) has one end of the ball of thread hooked to the central structure of an event, in this case the Manadalay Bay hotel in Las Vegas. The other end is invisible, with its miles of thread roping around and through all sorts of things and events and people and hearsay and “incontrovertible facts” and various themes outlandish and obvious that are all supposedly somehow pulled together to “make sense” of the drama that is above all, designed to distract. And then, when Ariadne pulls on the visible end of the thread, the entire narrative context of that event, all its questionable assumptions and dangling questions that have been so painstakingly channeled into only, of course, the one, single “lone shooter” direction by the MSM, unravels bit by bit — until the whole cleverly constructed? convoluted and confounding? scenario comes crashing down just like that third tower did, on 9/11.

Are we at that moment? David Wilcock thinks so, and he’s pulling on the thread. At the very least, all this is both provocative and entertaning — or should I say, entertraining? Is David Wilcock, with all his so-called “insider intel” merely another outlier interpreter that we should dismiss at will? I don’t think so, but then, what do I know? I know nothing. Instead, I continue to hold open my mind, and my heart, as wide as the sky.

Here’s Part One:

Vegas Terror and Disclosure: Is Something Very Big About to Happen?