From the Archives of my Grandfather in the Year 2025
When cleaning out my storage unit, I ran across a box filled with old CDs that my grandfather had recorded back during the 2021 truth campaign known as “The Great Awakening.” Dissenters of the narrative back then, questioning actions brought on by the state, were being simultaneously erased and censored from history so as to facilitate implementation of a “Global Strategy.”
Those opposed to these views were shunned and ridiculed and labelled as conspiracy theorists and were quickly silenced. For this reason, my grandfather asked me to hang on to these lessons in hopes that future generations would not ever repeat the mistake. At the time, I must admit, it did look pretty bleak and no one could have anticipated that we would be pushed this far over the precipice of reality and that the truth of what was really happening was not but mere perception and for the good of all people around the world.
I was only nine years old at the time and my understanding was limited to what my friends and I spoke about and to what most of my family members were willing to tell me. That’s why I always looked forward to talking with my grandfather about what was really happening in this mixed up and upside-down world. I knew I could always count on him to tell me the truth and back it up with his knowledge of experience. You can imagine, having an inquisitive mind of a nine-year-old, that I would have many questions to ask him every time we had the opportunity of sitting down together. My grandfather would carry around this old well-worn bible which he would refer to as the “Book of Truths.” I believed in God but knew very little about the teachings locked away inside and was therefore fascinated by how often he would refer to certain scriptures in the bible that would always provide a greater understanding of what we were currently going through in life.
I pulled out one of his CD’s entitled “Truth Shall Prevail” and inserted it into the CD player. This was a time of great fear throughout the world and looking back on it, we were all deathly afraid of what was happening and what would eventually be its outcome. On every news channel, we were being told that thousands and thousands of people from around the world were dying due to a mysterious deadly virus to the point where a pandemic had been declared to prevent its spread. People were being told to stay in their homes, to distance themselves from one another and to wear a mask when out in public. Schools were closed, churches and public gatherings were prohibited, businesses were being shut down and many bankruptcies occurred, major events were postponed, and hundreds of thousands of people lost their jobs and ways of earning an income.
Living in the country, we were fortunate enough to avoid close contact to anyone potentially capable of transmitting this virus so although cautious, we managed to go on with much of our lives as we had done in the past. My grandfather lived just half a mile from our house, and I would make it a weekly routine to see him almost every weekend. Now that my school was closed due to the pandemic and that mom, dad, along with my older brothers and sister worked on the farm all day, I started visiting my grandfather on a more frequent basis. That afternoon as I biked towards my grandfather’s house, I could see him on the front porch waving his arms frantically for me to hurry up and see what he had found.
“Take a look, Nathan, the eggs are hatched and there’s at least four little ones. What a wonderful sight to behold. You should have seen the mother robin this morning. I tell you she’s persistent all right. She was wrestling with this huge worm, snapping at it to try to pick it up and bring it to the nest to feed her little ones when this large black crow flew down towards her and tried to scare her into stealing the worm away. She stood her ground though, totally unafraid and I could see that she was staring right at him and within a few seconds, the crow flew away. A very courageous mother indeed.”
I just wished that I could have been that courageous, to stand up for things that I believed in but I guessed that fear got the best of my emotions. Could it have been fear of not believing in myself?
“It often is that, Nathan. Fear has a way of being able to control one’s emotions or thought process. You see in my mind at least, I saw this huge black bird twice the size of this mother robin and thought to myself, let him have the worm. You don’t stand a chance. But I bet that in her mind, she was thinking that I need to feed my family and that nothing will stand in my way of getting this worm back to the nest no matter how big or strong an obstacle it appears to be.”
Well at this point I just had to ask: “Where does this fear come from. Are we born with it or are we being taught to fear things?”
“What you are asking me then is that: Are we taught fear, or do we instinctively know to fear things? I guess what you’re really asking is: Do we believe what we are being told to fear or do we need to find that out for ourselves? Interesting way of looking at it, don’t you think?”
I know that he could tell I was a little confused at this point. “Go on.”
“Let me give you an example. Your mom is making soup on the stove. You try and reach out to touch the pot and your mom says to you ‘Don’t touch that. It’s hot and you’ll burn yourself.’ What do you do? If you believe that she is telling you the truth, then you won’t touch it. In other words, you have faith in what your mom is saying is true. On the other hand, you may decide to test the truth and touch it. Guess what? She was right. But what if your mom had never told you not to touch the pot. In this instance you would want to question why she hadn’t told you ahead of time. So naturally to determine what is the truth, you need to get the whole story, even the parts that are left out possibly on purpose either for you to take or not take action in this situation.”
I could see where he was going with this, and it became clearer in relation to what was happening with all the fear that was being pushed on us back then.
“As you know, I have been involved in marketing and advertising products and services all my life so I know how individuals can be drawn to believe certain things and getting them to act on their newfound beliefs. Pharmaceutical advertising at that. Not too proud of it as you know but it has taught me an awful lot on how to create believable stories and what to look out for when we are being manipulated into believing certain things. All we have to do is look around us to see what is happening.
Here. Look at what the bible prophesizes what we see happening today and you tell me if this sounds familiar. 2 Timothy Chapter 3 verses 1-4: ‘This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves, covetous, boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, trucebreakers, false accusers, incontinent, fierce, despisers of those that are good, Traitors, heady, high-minded, lovers of pleasures more than lovers of God.’ “
We have to ask ourselves how did we ever let it get this far?”
That was certainly a lot to take in, but I was curious to find out more.
“When you are trying to sell someone a given message, there are two rules of advertising which is extremely important for its success. Reach and frequency. You want your message to reach the most people that you possibly can in the shortest period of time. And frequency is where you want the same message repeated over and over again as often as possible. Some will even go as far as to offer a special incentive or gifts or discounts to try and get you to take action right away. And to put icing on the cake, you would want to try and prevent your competitors, in this case any opposing viewpoint, away from your intended audience so they can only hear your message.”
This sounded a lot like what the state was doing to convince us to accept their narrative. “But how could they convince the people in such a short period of time?” I asked.
“Trust in someone or some given organization takes an awful long time to build. You are not going to believe something right away. Trust is built over time. And as humans, that trust remains within us because we become too lazy or because our daily life activities do not give us the time to question what we are being told. That is however, until we discover a lie. This is usually referred to as a “wakeup call.” I’ve had plenty of those and I’m sure you will as well.
When you have been lied to, its very difficult to accept, especially if it happens to be a close friend that you have trusted for a very long time. To some people, the thought of it hurts so much, right here in your heart, that in some cases, you will try and overlook this and pretend it must have been some mistake. Don’t. Meet it head on and know that from that day forward that you will be cautious in knowing your truth. Because once it becomes your truth then it becomes more difficult to see life differently.
Remember, it is easier to learn things than to unlearn them. Once a certain belief sets in, then that becomes the truth upon which you will base your whole life’s decisions.”
I never forgot what my grandfather had told me and I must say that it has served me well over the years. We sat there watching the robin’s the rest of the afternoon mostly quiet and admiring how wonderful nature really was. We were making plans to build a birdhouse and I was thinking what a great summer that was even though it seemed that things were falling apart around us.
(In Chapter 2, Creation. Coming soon)