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An American Affidavit

Tuesday, January 3, 2023

3946-3948: The Dangers of Myth-Making from Lincoln County Watch

 

Monday, January 2, 2023

3946-3948: The Dangers of Myth-Making from Lincoln County Watch

 By Anna Von Reitz

We are all getting double doses of pre-fabricated "Narratives" these days, often long, convoluted stories that amount to either fear-mongering or hopium, neither of which is helpful. 

The fear- mongering ("We're all going to die!" --- as if this is news?) only leaves people paralyzed, and the hopium leaves them paralyzed, too, albeit, for different reasons.  

So who or what benefits by keeping us paralyzed? 

In a word -- those who want to keep us from thinking and acting for ourselves.

When we think and act for ourselves, we become unmanageable, and from their perspective as manipulators, that's bad. 

All these Fly-by-Night Narratives are bad enough, but something else is happening as well --- a process of Myth-Making that marginalizes our motivation and ability to take practical action in much the same way. 

There is a myth that I didn't write The Jural Handbook.  This myth has no basis to it.  The myth says that some unidentified man actually wrote the book, because "no woman" would have such knowledge. 

This appeals to those prejudiced against women, and it turns out that there are quite a few closet woman-haters out there. 

The myth then bifurcates into two versions, one says I am Catholic and the other says I'm Jewish, and none of that has any factual basis, either. 

One even more fanciful off-shoot says I am a black, Jewish, woman plagiarist who ripped off the unidentified white male author and his non-existent prior effort that has never seen the light of day. 

Curiously, those spreading this myth are plagiarists themselves -- men who ripped off Frank O'Collin's work, Ucantia, and used it as the basis for the Reign of the Heavens Society.  

They follow the modus operandi I have so long pointed out: they accuse everyone else of doing what they are doing themselves. 

They blame the Jews for "killing Jesus" when in fact, according to the Bible, the Romans killed Yeshuah. 

They blame Eve for Original Sin, but the Bible shows that she confessed and paid for her transgression, while Adam reacted like a two-year-old and wasn't competent to stand trial. 

These banal excuses for men blow themselves up like so many Puffer Fish and loudly proclaim the excellence of white men of the "Adamic Race" --- a concept they created out of thin air --- and hope that we won't notice that white men of this purported Adamic Race are the ones who brought us to this moral and economic collapse. 

It's their fault, yet they present themselves as the answer to the problems they created.  

Everyone knows that Old White Men did this and are still doing it.  But those who are responsible for this Mess sure try their best to deflect everyone's attention from the facts.  Pope Francis?  Old White Man. King Charles?  Old White Man.   Joe Biden?  Old White Man.  Donald Trump?  Old White Man.  Mark Miley?  Old White Man. 

Do you see a pattern here? 

Adamic Race, kiss my ass. Without women there wouldn't be any race, Adamic or otherwise.  For the record, men, we give birth to you sops and we wipe your butts and we feed you and care for you all your lives. And that's the truth of it. 

Where were the vaunted heroes of the Adamic Race while all this corruption and war-for-profit and money laundering and drug addiction and fraud and unconstitutional hocus-pocus was going on?  

I can tell you that they weren't with me slogging away reading history and law books in the basement.  They weren't there when I was writing The Jural Assembly Handbook, either. 

These "sons of Adam" are as shiftless, cowardly, and unaccountable as their Father, trying to avoid blame the same way he did, too. Blame the woman instead of owning up to your own responsibility for your own actions and inactions. 

Grandma took them to the woodshed and now, they've got a sore butt.  It's their own fault and telling more lies isn't going to help them one iota. 

There's also another Myth, one that says I am some sort of prophet or guru, existing in the rarefied air hovering above the Earth, so far above common people that they dare not compare themselves with me.

But that's the whole point. I am a Great-Grandma from a small town who had to do all this.  The message is not that "Anna is so special."  The message is that "if Anna can do it, so can you."  

So must you.  

Neither myths nor narratives are helpful.  They get in the way of the facts.  Buzz-talk and labels aren't helpful, either.  "Adamic Race" is just Wokeness wearing a different uniform. All it does is create another smokescreen and more divisiveness.  

The American State Assemblies provide a practical answer, a peaceful and lawful means to organize and restore lawful government in this country and around the world.  Go to www.TASA.org and get going.  

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Discharging the Past

 By Anna Von Reitz

If you have followed along and are taking my good advice, you are spending this time in January reviewing your life --- facing the things that make you sad and things that you regret, things that make you mad and things that make you ashamed-----and letting them go.  

Even if these feelings appear not to concern you directly, like feelings about a war you never fought in, or other historic event that you haven't actually experienced in this lifetime, examine it. Examine anything that provokes a feeling of pain, sadness, worry, anxiousness, or fear, anything that makes you angry, anything that makes a shadow fall.

Just pull it up, look at it like a suit of old, dirty clothes, and let it go.  Unclench your fists. Realize that you are hurting yourself by hanging onto it.  It is like a piece of garbage you've been carrying around. You don't need it.  You don't want it.  

If it ever served any purpose in your life, that purpose is long gone. 

I constantly meet people who don't know me, who, for whatever reasons, walk up to me and tell me things they wouldn't tell their Mother or their spouse.  All the horrible secrets come pouring out.

This phenomenon has always startled me.  I used to wonder -- literally-- why are you telling me this?  Who am I to know?  

The same thing happens with my Son.  We wind up with some poor soul sobbing their heart out, suddenly grappling with their demons. 

We have various theories about this, but this much is apparent.  People somehow sense that they are safe with us. So they cast their burdens down.  They let it all go. 

"I killed my brother and never got caught.  It was an accident....."  

"I cheated on my wife (or husband). I feel like I broke something precious and it can't mend...."

"I'm sick. I've got three months to live. I don't want to die!"

"I don't know what's wrong, but I am always sad."

"My own Father raped me as a boy.  I can't think about it.  I want to kill him even now." 

People carry around the most horrible secrets that cause them pain and sorrow and anger and fear and everything else, and they just bear the burden and try to cover it up, even from themselves. 

This results in living limited, truncated, unhappy lives.  

Sometimes it is something that they did, or something someone else did to them, but it yields the same results, either way.  

"My Mother hated me.  I grew up in a family of five and I was always the odd man out.  I don't know why. She was always mean to me and nice to everyone else." 

"I had this girl I loved in High School.  I left her pregnant and crying...." 

"My patrol came under fire in Viet Nam.  I was rear guard, maybe forty yards back.  I heard the guns and I froze...." 

Sometimes the wound has become what I call "a festering pet".  The pain has been buried so deep and for so long it's like a fistula of the soul, something that oozes pain like pus and provides a "familiar pain" that people use as a marker to tell them who they are, what their limitations are, and that they are still alive because they feel this pain.  

Their pain has become so much a part of their existence that they can't imagine their life without it. 

"My little Sister was on her tricycle in the front yard with me. We were playing. I went into the house to get a drink of water. She was out in the street before I knew it...." 

"My Mom was in her final illness.  She had dementia.  One day she had the runs and soiled herself.  I found her playing with it. Smearing it all over. And I just lost it.  I slapped her.  And she didn't even know what she'd done....."

"This kid was only fifteen and I killed him.  I enjoyed killing him at the time. I thought he had a gun...." 

We all carry around our share of the nasty, painful and shameful things of life, times when we failed others and times when we failed ourselves.

It's important to let those things go and to "confess" them, even if all we can manage is to admit these things to ourselves and to God, go out in the backyard or to a park or stop at the side of a country road, look up and let it all flow. Feel it pour out.  Be glad when it's gone.  Don't miss it. 

I used to go to an old-fashioned cemetery high on a windy hill, and stand among the graves of strangers, feeling what their lives had been like, and just letting it all go, spiraling upward and away like a funnel cloud of lost dreams, regrets, and might-have-beens. For myself and for all of them. 

Offer up your pain, like you offer up your prayers.  Give it to God and let it go.  Don't tell yourself that your pain or your anger or anything else that you feel is silly or invalid.  Just feel what you feel, allow it to be, and then gently set it free --- free to go where it belongs in that realm of other things we call the past. 

It's January, the start of a brand new year full of possibilities. So take out the trash and scrub your soul. Be ready to accept new life and new hope. 

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The Holly Raving Roman Empire

 By Anna Von Reitz

According to the Liars, everything is "relative".  There are no absolutes. 
No right, no wrong.  No young, no old.  No man, no woman.  

These people are in a mental tail-spin, a La-La Land, where they think that failure is success, chronic unemployment is new jobs, and rampant inflation is economic recovery. 

Whatever they are now smoking on Capitol Hill is far worse than cannabis. Guaranteed. 

Most of them think that passing a Bill that they haven't read is being accountable and responsible and doing their job. 

Accountable to what?  Responsible to whom? 

I can't off the top of my head think of an analogy for this situation. Perhaps Lemmings rushing silently toward the sea? 

The statistics say that 7,500  Americans are dying or being maimed to the point where they can't work PER DAY and this is in excess above and beyond any normal death rate.  

That's a small town disappearing PER DAY.  

That's half again as much PER DAY as we lost per YEAR in Vietnam in 12 YEARS. 

We have already experienced the equivalent of 50 Vietnams.  Fifty.  

WE ARE BEING GENOCIDED. And the Press Corps? 

Talking about Joe Biden's underwear.  

Congress is doing nothing about it, either, other than declining to take the injections themselves--- and specifically exempting all their family members and staff members and their families.  

These two facts, taken together, should speak volumes even to a Dunce.

Now, the heat is on to blame it on someone or something else, and the Narrative Spinners are whirling out of control.  It's the Chinese. It's the Arabs. It's the Jews.  It's a Judgment from God.  

But objectively, factually, it's none of these things and it certainly has nothing to do with the "Adamic Race" or any other such idiocy which is not, by the way, based on the Bible. 

It's just Charlie Ward and Company trying to avoid the consequences that are due to the British Crown for its part, trying to blame their old scapegoat, the Jews.  

And then it will be the women and then it will be the Roman Catholics and then it will be the Protestants and then it will be the Muslims and then the homosexuals and then the colored people and the elderly and little children ---- you see where this goes?  

Lemmings off the cliff, and this is what the Perpetrators want. 

If we won't "voluntarily" kill ourselves, they want us to kill each other. 

Stand firm and don't be fooled again. 

The Romans killed Jesus, not the Jews.  The Romans are the ones who have advocated male supremacy and white supremacy ---and you can see for yourselves where that has brought us.  And who is famous in world history for orgies and unbridled licentiousness, drinking of blood, raping little boys and girls and porn and drug addiction? 

The Romans.  This is all their MO.  Nobody else's. 

Hallucinogenic drugs borrowed from the Greek snake cults at Delphi and elsewhere (actual snake venom mixed with herbs) made the Roman Patriarchs believe that they were Supermen, the Elite of the Elite, the Chosen Ones. Everyone else who wasn't Roman was just a DOG as in DOG-LATIN and DOG TAGS.

Think of Adolph Hitler on speed--- which he was, and meth, too, and far more exotic stuff.  

The leaders of "the Holy Roman Empire" still take the snake venom drugs.  They still worship the snake because it gets them high as kites.  Cleopatra wasn't committing suicide in despair over Mark Anthony.  She overdosed on her drug of choice: asp venom.  She was a junkie.  She had developed semi-immunity and went too far.  

And that's the part of it they don't tell you in Sunday School or English Drama Class. 

These people do and believe absurd things because they are high class drug addicts. 

Now, you know the real story of how the Roman Empire rose and fell. And will fall again. 

Think I'm nuts? I just found out about the Articles given to Catholic Seminarians in the 1930's.  Guess what 3/5ths of the church incense was made of? 

Cannabis. 

Guess where the incense recipe came from?  

Druidic Beltane celebrations.

"Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities." ---- Voltaire. 

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