Steve Pieczenik, on infowars several times recently, says he doesn’t want to talk about school shootings anymore. Says they all follow the same (confusing) script, are used to distract, foment fear, divide and conquer, and, of course, destroy the 2nd amendment. I agree.

And yet, I consider myself a pacifist. I would never kill another person, no matter what. At least that’s what I think I am. Who knows what would happen in a situation where loved ones were in immediate danger. Those three times when I have saved my small dogs from multiple pit bull attacks showed me my own fearlessness. But I didn’t kill, I just turned into Kali. Terrified the pit pulls.

A Sisterly Visit Morphs, and Morphs Again

Meanwhile, both MSM and alt-news sites continue to post a plethora of new info (misinfo? disinfo?) on the Parkland Shooting all of which further distract us. Here’s two of the latest, both zerohedge:

Questions Emerge Over Shooter’s “Full Metal Garb”

and

Broward County Officials Opened 66 Investigations of Misconduct Under Sheriff Israel 

Whatever is the reality here, as Jerome Corsi, a true elder who has just been banned from youtube, calmly remarked on one of his videos in the past week, there’s lots of money available for schools that support gun control. 

Yep, as usual, follow the money.

BTW: did you notice the report that google is using the Southern Poverty Law Center to help decide which youtube video channels get banned? True?

Wake up, folks. This is war, a propaganda war, fought with an accelerating series of false flags and their “official narratives,” drumming words and images endlessly repeated  into our heads to lock us into a particular perspective that will, they hope, ensure that we can be led, blindly, like sheep, to the slaughter of both our freedoms and our humanity.

As the archetypal Raven, during that dream nearly 30 years ago, clawed my shoulders from behind, and cawed, no, — screeched:

“WAKE UP! WAKE UP! IT’S TIME! IT’S TIME!”

That dream spawned Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging, which I ran for the next 12 years. The journal, in turn, spawned a yearly gathering of crones. I plan to attend this year’s 26th Crones Counsel, in late September, Bellingham, Washington. Wanna meet me there?