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The conspiracy theorist and the establishment ~a short story~

by Jon Rappoport
October 9, 2015
“If the Big Lie that permeated the whole world were stretched out like a 5000-mile-long sheet of plastic, and you managed to punch a big hole in it, and crawled through to the other side, what space would you be in?”  (The Magician Awakes, Jon Rappoport)

Jones Q Jones finally heard the knock on his door, as he knew he would, and they came in wearing business suits, and they boxed up all his papers and books and drives, which took them the better part of the afternoon, because he was a researcher who had spent decades uncovering the crimes and strategies of the men who run the world.

They took him to an undisclosed location at the edge of the city and put him in a quiet empty room, and he waited for several hours, sitting in a folding chair.

An interviewer walked in and sat down in another folding chair.  He smiled.

Interviewer: Mr. Jones, would you agree you came through to the other side of your research?  You succeeded in answering most of your questions?

Jones: Yes, I would say so.  Why are you asking?

Interviewer: Then you’re on the other side now, at least in your mind.

Jones: You put it a little strangely, but yes, I would say I am.

Interviewer: What is that space like?  Describe it for me.

Jones: No one has ever asked me to do that.

Interviewer: I’m asking you now.

Jones: It’s not always the same.  Sometimes it’s barren and cold.  Lonely.  Isolated.

Interviewer: A Limbo?

Jones: Sometimes it does feel that way.  At other times it’s mysterious.  It feels like I don’t belong there, but I am there.  Or it’s a kind of prison.  I know what I know, which is great deal, but there’s no way out.  Once in a while, I’m happy, but that doesn’t usually last too long.

Interviewer: “The other side,” the place where you’ve arrived, is strange.  It’s not exactly what you expected.

Jones: That’s correct.

Interviewer: You’re glad you’ve broken through, but on the other hand…

Jones: I’m in between.

Interviewer:  Between what and what?

Jones: Between where I was, when I was ignorant, where I am now, when I know a great deal, and where I will go.

Interviewer: “Where you will go.”  What does that mean?

Jones: I don’t know.  That’s the big question.

Interviewer: But you feel you will go somewhere.

Jones: Yes.  I have to.  I can’t stay in the same place forever.

Interviewer: And you feel there is somewhere to go?

Jones: I hope so.

Interviewer: Do you know what the next space will be like?

Jones: No.

Interviewer: Do you believe you can discover that, if you do more research?

Jones: I wish I could say yes, but finding out what the next place is seems to be a different kind of dilemma.  It’s not something I would…I don’t have an answer.

Interviewer: Given what you’ve just said, then, is knowledge really power?

Jones: Of course.  I’ve never doubted that.  But not being able, any longer, to accept the world as it is, as it presents itself, because I can see through the deceptions…

Interviewer: It puts you in a kind of Limbo.

Jones: An unusual space.

Interviewer: A space you wouldn’t have chosen.

Jones: True.

Interviewer: Well, we offer an option.  We can give you back the “comforts” you left behind.

Jones: How?

Interviewer: By removing what you’ve discovered in your research.

Jones: You mean you can erase my memory of all that?

Interviewer: Yes.

Jones: And then I’ll be a happy robot?

Interviewer: You’ll be you without those memories.

Jones: Part of what I am is the knowledge I’ve acquired.  Eradicating it from my memory…no, I don’t want that.

Interviewer: Even if we could give you new memories?

Jones: They would be false.

Interviewer: Call them whatever you want to.  It doesn’t matter.  You would be happier.

Jones: More dull, and therefore, more happy.

Interviewer: We would, let’s say, blunt your curiosity about things by a few degrees.  This is precise work.

Jones: And then…I would just go about my business.

Interviewer: Yes.

Jones: But then I would know I wasn’t operating at full capacity.  I would sense that.  I would feel something was missing.

Interviewer: For a little while.  A month or two.  Then the sensation would fade.

Jones: What kind of procedure are you talking about?  Surgery?

Interviewer: Absolutely not.  We don’t go in for that sort of thing.  Very primitive.  We would establish a wireless connection between your brain and a very powerful computer.  You would be able to access its immense storehouse of data.

Jones: That’s it?  That’s all.

Interviewer: The computer obviously has too much information to digest.  If we set you loose among trillions of trillions data points, you would become lost.  But the computer can anticipate what you need, at any given moment, and it can deliver help in the form of highly useful material.

Jones: It decides what I need and then goes from there.

Interviewer: It’s tuned to what you want in the moment.  Medical assistance, a good meal, a conversation opener, a solution to a mathematical problem, business advice, consumer evaluation on a new product, a way to deal with a family problem…

Jones: And the computer also erases my memories.

Interviewer: Not directly.  That’s the beautiful part.  By giving you so much useful information and thus helping you satisfy your needs and wants, you gradually forget.  You forget everything that doesn’t relate to practical gratification.  Of course, if you want the computer to ponder, along with you, the nature of the universe or how reality began, it will do that, too.  It will become your friend and trusted advisor.  It will even offer solace in moments of depression.

Jones: Is the computer God?

Interviewer: Let’s say it opens the gateway to God.

Jones: Excuse me if I opt out of your “cure.”

Interviewer: You prefer the lonely Limbo you’re in.

Jones: To your cure?  Yes.

Interviewer: That shows courage.  I applaud you.

Jones: What are you going to do to me?

Interviewer: Nothing.  You’re part of an experiment.  We’re analyzing conspiracy theorists.  We want to learn more about them.

Jones: So you can eliminate us?

Interviewer: Certainly not.  We’re in the information-gathering business.

Jones: I don’t believe you.

Interviewer: Not many conspiracy researchers do.

Jones: I found the first part of our conversation interesting.  But this brain-computer hook-up…I’m not persuaded.

Interviewer: Well, then.  Let’s get back to what we started talking about.  The Limbo.  The space you’ve arrived at in your life.  What do you plan to do about that?

Jones: I think you already know.  I’m sure you’ve read everything I’ve published online.

Interviewer: We’re informed, yes.

Jones: The next step for people like me is action.  Action based on my findings.

Interviewer: However, you understand that action based on conspiracy research is categorized as a spectrum of mental disorders.

Jones: Of course.

Interviewer: You could be locked up and treated with drugs and surgery.

Jones: Even though I’m a US Congressman?  My constituents would raise an uproar.

Interviewer: A cover story for your disappearance could be invented.

Jones: My people would see through that in a second.

Interviewer: This “action” you speak of.  What kind of action?

Jones: Well, for example, everything that’s happening here, in this room, right now, is being live-streamed all over the world.

Interviewer: Impossible.  You’re in a secured location.

Jones: We’ve beaten that security.  It isn’t that good.

Interviewer: What?

Jones: I knew you were coming to my apartment.  I was ready for you.  In case you haven’t noticed, counter-surveillance is the biggest underground industry in the world.

Interviewer: This is…unexpected.

Jones: Let me put it to you this way.  The totality of what your bosses’ bosses’ bosses’ bosses’ bosses have been doing is: creating a synthetic reality for the population.  An overall, blanketing, planet-wide, ongoing delusion.  That’s what I and many others have seen through.  You’re producing a movie of reality and selling it to us.  And we’ve broken into the projection room, so to speak.  Therefore, now our work involves creating a different reality.

Interviewer: A reality to counter ours?

Jones: Yes, but not just one.  We’re not operating on the same principle that you are.  We’re not selling “one better reality.”  That would make us mind-controllers, just like you.  We’re cracking that egg, that paradigm.  We want every awake individual to become his own artist of reality.  We want a thousand, a million, ten million new realities.

Interviewer: That sounds troubling.

Jones: It should.

Interviewer: What you’re suggesting would cause a breakdown of consensus.  It would introduce chaos.

Jones: A fertile alive chaos, versus your infertile, rigid, hypnotic order.

Interviewer: This conversation is over.

Jones: No, it’s just beginning…

You can find this article and more at NoMoreFakeNews.com.
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.

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