The Mask of the Beast
First and foremost, to all those who wear masks for whatever health reason you’re concerned about, this isn’t a criticism of you. Do whatever you have to in order to make yourself feel comfortable. I’m not in your shoes and won’t pretend that if I were, I’d act differently than you. But, at the same time, please do not join in the orgy of totalitarianism that energizes the face-mask fascists.
Instead, this is about the societal implications of what the face-mask fascists are doing to our country. I’m not calling these masks the mark of the beast. It’s just the mask of the beast. The mark comes later to those who’ll accept it. Scorn and rejection will come to all of us who’ll refuse. I will banish that scorn to wander the butt hairs of the beast for eternity, once I figure out how to do it.
Without some serious health concerns, wearing the mask is nothing but an acceptance of the gifts the beast will offer in his wooing of you on your way to getting marked. It’s the gift of obedience. But some call it wisdom – mostly those without wisdom. Here's why. Let’s rip into some Revelation 13. Pretend you’re hearing it read in the voice of Vincent Price deepened by that of Sylvester Stallone.
4 And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him?
5 And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
6 And he opened his mouth in blasphemy against God, to blaspheme his name, and his tabernacle, and them that dwell in heaven.
7 And it was given unto him to make war with the saints, and to overcome them: and power was given him over all kindreds, and tongues, and nations.
8 And all that dwell upon the earth shall worship him, whose names are not written in the book of life of the Lamb slain from the foundation of the world.
16 And he causeth all, both small and great, rich and poor, free and bond, to receive a mark in their right hand, or in their foreheads:
17 And that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.
18 Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six.
That’s some good stuff right there. In verse 18, you find that what the beast has given you wisdom with the mark on your right hand (microchip) or on your forehead (tattoo). Since we know the beast is the father of lies, those who’ve already accepted the mark, believe they are loaded with wisdom and illumination simply because they are too easily believing in the lies of the beast to know they have none.
But those uninterested in the faux wisdom of the fallen angel, consider this. In verse 17, we learn “that no man might buy or sell, save he that had the mark, or the name of the beast, or the number of his name.”
The face-mask fascists are already training us for the beast’s socialist system of commerce. In some places, you can’t be served without wearing a mask. You need to wear a mask into the restaurant and can’t be served if you don’t. As soon as you sit down, you no longer have to wear it. Only those with the wisdom of the beast can conclude that the Chinese virus will refuse, out of obedience to our overlords, to enter and infect your unmasked face as you sit, yack and wait for your food. Because, see, the waitress is wearing a mask. Wisdom of the beast. Congratulations, you’re going to hell for being too dumbed by the wisdom of the beast.
Verse 17 is coming into play in the vaccine race. What fool would think we have the ability to make a vaccine for a virus in a mere matter of months or even at all? The Spanish flu’s been around for over a hundred years, and there is still no vaccine for it. Oh, but what about the flu shot? That’s not a vaccine. By law, because it’s not a vaccine, it is called a “flu shot,” not “flu vaccine.” A vaccine is something you take to prevent you from getting the disease, like the polio vaccine. You take it, you don’t get polio. Cut and dry.
You take the flu shot, it supposedly lowers your risk of getting the flu, but only that. It’s relying on the wisdom of the overlords to correctly predict which 3 or 5 strains might be roaming the countryside in any given year. If there were a true vaccine for the flu, you’d take it once and never get the flu. Instead, the overlords look forward to injecting you once a year with their new potion of slaughtered fetal cells from the national consortium of abortion mills, random chemicals and virus cells. Tasty sounding, I know, but if you wouldn’t lick it off the broom handle used to stir the potion, why would you let those with “wisdom” inject it into your bloodstream?
Some of our overlords are hoping to add the Cri$per DNA modifier into some of the “vaccines” for the Chinese Flu. They’re not even sure how it will alter your DNA, but they’re secretly hoping, as if they were Hitler’s doctors, that you’ll turn into a useful mutant that might be then useful at an X-men-like school, a secret division of DARPA. That or be sterilized or die to help hinder the growth of the world’s population of the unwise.
Bottom line, they’re telling us, if we aren’t willing to take this monstrous vaccine, we won’t be able to travel, work, go to school or enter places of commerce. Sounds a bit like Revelation 13:17 to me.
Meanwhile, as you’re waiting for their next laboratory concoction, you’re supposed to run around in masks pretending it’s doing something to protect you.
If it actually did protect you, wouldn’t the mask be littered with so much virus that we should be forced to put it into a hazardous waste basket at the end of the day? Where are these waste baskets? Why are we still alive after we wear it every day without cleaning it? And if the virus is so unwise that it only gets caught on cloth, why aren’t our clothes then considered hazardous waste as well? Why are more of the cases happening to people who wear masks than to those who don’t?
Isn’t it funny that the same people always flaunting their Beast-given wisdom regarding the mandatory use of masks are the same people ranting and raving about how carbon dioxide is a pollutant? When it comes to the earth, these pagan dirt worshippers consider CO2 a pollutant, but when it comes to forcing humans to breathe in their own hot and wet CO2, it’s the cost of defeating this supposedly brilliant disease. Oxygen deprivation is just another way of dumbing down Americans.
If you still doubt the evil wickedness of these face-mask fascists, why are they fining people gathered in a public church to read the Bible but encouraging and idolizing those willing to gather on city streets to burn a pile of Bibles? Why is it easier to get a prescription to smoke pot than it is to get a license to own a handgun. Owning a weapon requires responsibility and discernment. Smoking pot is all about alleviating the need of those. More dumbing of people. Smoke pot, deprive your brain of oxygen and take the mark of the beast dummy. It’ll make you wise.
Speaking of smoke, try this experiment or watch the video below. Smoke and then exhale the smoke through your mask. If the Chinese Flu is so smart, why are we supposed to believe it isn’t as smart as smoke, which has no problem whatsoever finding its way around the mask? Is the disease unable to change direction, even to follow the course of air patterns?
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Ah, the wisdom of our overlords like Biden and Harris, who’ve just called for making masks mandatory all over the country and even when you are outside. What a joke. Pedo Joe Biden reminds me of Prince Prospero in Edgar Allen Poe’s “Masque of the Red Death.” He and all his nobles are just the type that would hide themselves from a plague inside a castle while holding a perverted Eyes-Wide-Shut type of masquerade ball, hoping the masks and isolation will protect them from the Red Death that was supposedly meant for the hoi polloi. It’s like Biden wants us to join him in his cellar, especially the children, so they can play with the hair on his legs and sit on his lap while he smells and fondles them. Pervert.
To those with faith, everything that’s to happen is already written. If the Chinese virus is supposed to take you, it will find its way into your cellar and around the sinews of your face mask Joe. Ask the nobles at the Masquerade of the Red Death (to be read in the Price/Stallone voice):
And now was acknowledged the presence of the Red Death. He had come like a thief in the night. And one by one dropped the revellers in the blood-bedewed halls of their revel, and died each in the despairing posture of his fall. And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the tripods expired. And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
Check out that word “illimitable.” At first glance, the rarely used word looks a bit like it’s derived from the word “illuminate,” meaning to enlighten spiritually or intellectually. However, it means, without limits. A dominion without limits over all who accept the wisdom of the beast, which is said to be illuminating. Don’t want that, then quit playing along. It’s just a game, and your soul’s the prize. The beast is licking his chops. Let him starve.
Note: I’m sorry I haven’t written much in a while. I’ve been finishing two books. One’s ready to go. The other is in the editing process.