I’m not a Christian. The only prayer I honor is ‘Dear God, keep religion well away from me.’ That said, I am a man of faith and have a deep connection, I believe, with what I call ‘The MAN Upstairs.’ See, I probably just offended every attendee and participant at the Olympic Gaymes by gendering God.
And this is the point of these musings. What I witnessed, and billions of others, on Friday, July 26th, 2024, was nothing short of blasphemy and the largest televised Pride Event in human history. If Satan himself had appeared on screen – and maybe he did, but I missed that part while I was screaming to my wife, WTF, over and over – he would have done so with his middle finger firmly front and center at Christians and generally decent and moral people.
One thing is for sure: if similar depictions and blasphemy had been aimed at other religious persuasions, especially Muslims, there would have been a French Jihad before the first starter gun got to fire.
So, how on earth can this be the best opening ceremony ever?! Read on, dear reader, read on…
Billed as French values such as freedom, fraternity, and equality, the Paris Olympic Gaymes opening ceremony systematically drew every moral line and jumped over it with confident glee. Though there is still so much to analyze, the key points, leading to a symbolic finale, are as follows.
My first WTF scream was when the live events cut back and forth between a pre-filmed section, showing a classic and beautiful French woman being consensually sexually pursued, in slightly slower motion, by an athletic black man…I mean man of color (never remember that important PC new-speak) and what can only be described as a ‘feminine’, confused gender white (or is that of pale color?) male, into a chambre of iniquity. Here, it is obvious, even to the blind, that a ‘threesome’ has begun as said confused gender white (or is that of pale color?) male closes the door to the prying eyes of the camera, with a sinful sparkle and knowing look in his eyes. No doubt they have an only fans page you can catch the highlights.
Of course, this captures the Woke Olympic Gaymes spirit that we all expected and sets the scene for the blasphemy to come.
Honestly, it was so mundanely boring and bad that even if you go back and watch it the 4-hours of hell, all you really need is what it was leading to. However, the summary of the blasphemy and important symbolism was as follows.
Boats of athletes, being wholly soaked by the rains sent from heaven, waved their country’s flags as they sailed down the river (in)Seine. Crowds of bored out of their brain normies, reciprocated the gestures, while some of the usual suspect performing ‘artists’, badly lip-sinked to some song or another that only TV viewers could hear.
Along the way, various dancing fools and acrobats believed they were at the event of their lives, and I expect their families remained glued to the Gogglebox, hoping they would see them on the TV.
Over those mundane hours, and with plenty of WTF’s spewing from my mouth, we finally get to the action that inspires this blog.
Across the river (in)Seine, on the Pont de immorality, a depiction of Christ’s last supper was mocked. Words could be written, but a picture says a thousand words.’
It was in no way hidden, as the mockery was intentional and no doubt choreographed by Satan himself. Imagine the response if this had been a mockery of the Quran?!
Most bizarrely, and no doubt more will be explained in the coming weeks, a camp Papa Smurf was presented singing on a food platter. To me, the food platter is, in fact, a fruit salad. I wouldn’t google that sexual meaning if I were you. And though it loathes me to point it out, the creature to our left has his testicle hanging out. It has been verified. I don’t even want to mention children dancing and playing with these ‘artists.’ But you KNOW the story, right? Hidden in plain sight.
The near finale was an impressive mechanical pale (well, metal at this moment) horse with an Olympic flag-caped faceless rider coursed along the river with gusto—probably because they were getting soaked.
This was indeed impressive if it continued for less than a minute. But when you have an audience of billions longer, much, much, MUCH longer is better, right?
A cup of tea was made and drunk, and our pale metal horse carrying death showed himself by transforming into the real thing. No, not the band of the ’70s, but oh, how I wished that had been so…
Instead of hearing ‘You To Me Are Everything’ or ‘Can’t Get By Without You,’ which would have single-handedly saved this satanic debarkle, a real pale horse, with the winged angel of death sitting upon him, trotted ceremoniously towards the Olympic Altar, adorned with the sacrificial Golden Bull, and the whores of Babylon awaiting the flag. We haven’t entered the Twilight Zone; we’ve entered Revelations 6:8!
I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine, and plague and by the wild beasts of the earth.
At this point, I had dropped the WTFs and reached for the Yellow Pages. I was flicking under E for Exorcist Priests and simultaneously googling how to convert to Jesus For Dummies.
The seriousness, however, of this single event cannot be brushed away or labeled conspiracy. Oh, how boring that insult is nowadays, anyway. This is not about the 2.4 billion fuming and rightfully miffed Christians either. Following the former occult warning of a pandemic, mass death, and dancing nurses of the previous London Games, these preemptive programs need to be taken very seriously.
Let’s look at the revelation again: I looked, and there before me was a pale horse! Its rider was named Death, and Hades was following close behind him. They were given power over a fourth of the earth to kill by sword, famine, and plague and by the wild beasts of the world.
Billy Goat Gates, Claus Anal-Schwab, and I’m Not Gay Tedros have warned that the ‘next plague’ will be even worse. Only those currently hooked on fentanyl would NOT be aware of The War on our farmers and food production, let alone availability. The all caps THEY have used famine as a weapon of mass destruction many times before.
The pen is mightier than the sword, as you may know, and it has simply been the pen that has led humanity previously to all the hardships, restrictions, and insane criminal affronts upon us. If a ‘law’ is unlawful or detrimental to mankind, it is one’s duty to resist it and those who try and enforce it.
As for the wild beasts, reread this blog and look at the pics for examples, and visit your local city center usually does the trick nowadays.
More than half the world’s population – 55% – lives in cities. Maybe Revelations need updating? If food production and/or distribution or the ability to use your card to pay fails, those in the cities will surely starve quickly.
I contributed to The Red Pill Food Revolution, a brilliant book on the war on food and the food supply. It is well worth reading as it eloquently lays out how we got to this very point and the great seriousness of the task ahead. Our first book, The Red Pill Revolution, is also an essential read now for the normies et al.
However, the icing on the cake, cementing for me that this is an actual warning to be heeded and actioned upon, was that the Horseman of Death upon his pale horse, handing the Olympic Gaymes Flag to the military, who proceeded to raise it upside down. This was NOT a mistake! In flagology law, yes, it’s a very real thing, and all military understand these meanings; it means the following:
When displayed, the upside-down flag symbolizes a nation in a state of crisis or urgent need for help.
That nation referred to is every nation, as the Olympic flag is supposed to symbolize all nations for global ‘unity,’ friendship, and sportsmanship. As the Christians know, this is the final pre-move and warning of the fabled NWO, taught to good church-going folk through the ages! This is literally Revelations!!
So how on God’s Earth can this be the best ceremony EVER? Simple. More people than ever before have seen it! Seen it for what it is in these times. Seen the puppets and strings that are pulled. Seen the agenders and the corporate whore supporters. Seen the seriousness and actions needed to remedy it and seen that the conspiracies were never conspiracies but revelations.
This is a great time to be alive. Especially if you have been accused of being a tin-foil hat club card member. Whether you are a Christian, Muslim, Beggar man, or thief, if you have any moral fiber and a connection to a creator, value common sense and common ways, family, freedom, and liberty, then you are witnessing the divine destruction upon the beasts of Babylon.
As the Golden Satanic Cauldron rose to the heavens, I am reminded of the biblical text:
Then the LORD rained down burning sulfur on Sodom and Gomorrah—from the LORD out of the heavens.
The rains that dampened this carnival of mockery and moral downfall ignited billions of Christians and those who KNOW what is morally right & wrong with sulfurous anger!
God is calling you. The children are calling for you. Dig deep into YOUR soul for what part you must now play; the line has been crossed. Reach out to The Man Upstairs for lawful guidance. But now is the time to stand and stand strong with the armor of God, and our rewards are sure that we inherit the earth and all its dominion and bounties, and heaven on earth will once more come to be!
