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Attack of the NIJA people by Jon Rappoport May 2, 2015 NIJA stands for, "No, I'm just a..." No, I'm just a housewife. No, I'm just a guy struggling to get by. No, I'm just a human being. No, I'm just a person who doesn't have any imagination. No, I'm just a... There are a lot of NIJAs. In a curious way, many of them take pride in their NIJA status, as if it's a badge that guarantees them a place in the club. It's a hazy sort of club. There aren't any official rules or descriptions, but everyone in it seems to understand the contract. NIJAs tend to recognize each other right away. A few of my relatives were NIJAs. One in particular, who had an IQ of about 160, was very adroit at claiming he had no special talent for anything. To listen to him, you'd think he was struggling just to figure out how to read the newspaper in the morning. And then I've known people who would tell me about a few isolated moments in their lives, when they were able to do extraordinary things...but all that was gone now, and it would never come back. NIJA. From brushing up against enough NIJAs, one could form a good picture of society itself. It tends to be a NIJA operation, a kind of space where a NIJA can find a spot for himself toiling away, without any danger of being asked to do something that requires imagination. NIJAs are "secret agents." Meaning they operate with a solid NIJA cover story. They know that story backwards and forwards. In any situation where NIJA credentials are useful or necessary, they can work a room like a master. NIJA is all over the place. It grows like weeds. It's laid down like artificial turf. As a kid, my favorite NIJA was an old friend of my father, a boxer who lived in New York. After he retired from the ring, he painted. He had a few hundred canvases in his garage. He never told anyone about his clandestine passion, except his wife and a few friends. His wife thought it was hilarious. She had studied art history in college, and he knew more about what was inside the Metropolitan Museum or the Museum of Modern Art than she did. Once he took me to the Metropolitan and spent an hour talking about Rembrandt's self-portraits. I've never met or read anyone who was more engaging or insightful on the subject. If you look at the later history of Tibetan tantric mysticism, you can see they spent a great deal of time burying the titanic amount of first-hand knowledge they had about the power of sheer imagination. But that's another story for another time... ...NIJA. I salute you and raise a glass to your ingenious cleverness. The bottom line: NIJAs use their cover story to explain the fact that they don't use their imagination and don't know how to and don't have a clue and couldn't possible use imagination to envision the future they desire and make it happen in the world. Have you ever pulled a NIJA number on somebody? Have you ever said, "No, I'm just a..." Were you good at it? Were you able to sell your cover story? "Sir, I love following orders. My own ideas? No, I'm just a..." "Imagination? The most powerful thing in the universe? The secret of the ages? It could change my future and my life? Man, I don't know what you're talking about. I just work at my job. I do a little research here and there. No, I'm just a..." NIJA. To sell a NIJA number, a person has to use his imagination to sell the fact that he doesn't have any imagination. I understand that and I applaud it. A cover story and a disguise can be a thing of beauty. But NIJA has its limits. There tends to a ceiling on getting what you want, and there is definitely a ceiling on joy and power. Whereas, out of imagination comes the really big vision, the one that gets you exuding so much energy you feel like you could run a hundred miles without breaking a sweat. Imagination is the thing that gets you up in the middle of the night with all barrels blazing. You're standing at the window looking out over the city or the plains and you're seeing your future out there in 3-D. You're thrilled to be alive, and possibilities are exploding like firecrackers in your mind, one leading to another. You can hose this down with a dose of amnesia, but you don't really want to. NIJA is fun for a while, but then it starts grinding, and you wonder what would happen if you stepped out from behind the cover story. What would happen is: Life. Jon Rappoport The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at NoMoreFakeNews.com and OutsideTheRealityMachine.
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