Thursday, July 5, 2012

The Hopeful Hopers...


Tomorrow we will greenlight hope for everyone...






The Hopeful Hopers of Goodness Gracious by Geno Kalmes

Once upon a time in the land of Goodness Gracious there lived a people who thought themselves so “one” with the spirit of goodness that they didn't own anything due to the fact every evil criminal on the planet targeted the good people of Goodness Gracious.

Goodness Gracious even had a militia that trained night and day and weekends well that is when they weren't in the factory on the assembly line helping assemble the very guns pointed at the Land of Goodness Gracious. Guns that said pay the complete taxes due to your overlords or be locked in a metal box and forced to make license plates.

More than half their salary went to their overlords. This wasn't counting the tax on their vehicles, petrol, food, and homes. Most were so broke before their next pay check they borrowed on the next paycheck and paid interest on the loan that made it certain they could never ever be “current” in their payments.

Many were on food stamps that allowed them to buy genetically modified foods that made them sick and have to see Doctors who charged them even more money and even jabbed them with needles to make them even sicker.

When they weren't at work they usually sat inside their houses watching an electronic box with movies that told them they could be anything they wanted if they just “hoped” hard enough. In the movies the person sometimes got what they hoped for and other times met a horrific death and the movie ended making people feel sad.

In fact 9 out of 10 movies had bad sad endings which made that one movie where the character...fictional of course.... got everything he wished for.

Then there was a lottery so 1 in a billion could win everything they wished for after 65% in taxes and winnings spread over 20 years.

But the good people of Goodness Gracious still saw this as a good deal because they “hoped” harder than any hopeful bunch of hopers a world of hope could ever hope for.

The militia was ex military who were lucky enough not to die who watched army movies where the small band of men died saving the town for future generations to live and work in factories assembling the guns that were pointed back at themselves by the evil overlords.

The militia loved how the electronic flag waved on the screen at the final scene at the all white funeral. Tears streamed down the faces of the people on the screen and on the couch. The movie made them think they had to die so others could live to build and assemble guns that would point at their children in the future and tax them into constant stress and worry which amazingly didn't bother them much because the good people of Goodness Gracious also had a blog where they all wrote about hopeful stuff.

The man who ran the blog claimed to know magical people out in space and under ground and invisible beings who would help them be free of the evil overlords if they would just hope hard enough and all the good hopers had no problem hoping because they were the best darn hopers a world of hope could ever hope for. They were proud to be so hopeful and really annoyed at this one guy who kept saying wake up dumbfucks, your eating a shit sandwich and asking for more scrumptious shit – all the while wasting your time listening to con men who work for the evil overlords. But the hopeful hopers of Goodness Gracious not only hoped that wasn't true they willed it not to be true because they were glass half full hopers and they detected sincerity in masterbloggers voice when he talked on the radio with Lady Maybetomorrow and FreedomPromiser Jimbo....

Each day the good people of goodness Gracious would go back to work and come home and watch a movie about an army who died bravely fighting a bigger army and cry and feel proud to be the kind of people who practiced in their free time being an army willing to die to preserve the right to be free to work in a factory building weapons the evil overlords pointed at them. The masterblogger told them each night that tomorrow the evil overlords would be gone and each day the hopeful hopers of the most hopeful people who ever populated a world of hope went to work knowing tomorrow there would be hope... always there was hope.... that was the other thing they manufactured in that town... hope.... shiny... worthless invisible hope....

7 comments:

  1. A letter from a not very bright guy...

    Dear Geno,

    I am not very bright and in fact people say, that guy is not very bright, and I am not afraid to be and say and admit, I am not very bright. In fact I sign my letters and blog posts not very bright guy. It's not that I don't want to be bright, it just takes me longer to get things because it seems so few things are just what they appear to be. You know? There seems to be like something hidden behind everything.

    I read your story called the Hopeful Hopers of Goodness Gracious on the Ben Fulford blog and I want to know whether I understood the hidden meaning, if indeed there was one. The hopers worked in a factory building the very weapons that oppressed them. They watched propaganda on television that cleverly controlled them emotionally, leading them to prepare to be destroyed by larger more clever forces. They were so hopeful that everything was going to be better that they willingly surrendered their common sense, freedom, and especially trust in people who worked for the overlords who wanted the weapons they were assembling to oppress the people who were assembling the weapons. The same overlords who made the clever movies that programmed them to accept a really bad deal in place of an intangible called “hope.” and that very hope was something they took in trade for the actual work they were really doing to keep themselves under the guns of the overlords, hopelessly locked in by the belief that there was hope.

    Now this is the part that really confuses me because I am not that bright. What is your point Geno? What could the hopeful hopers of Goodness Gracious done differently? I mean, I understand you are saying that trusting the very people who enslaved them to free them was never going to free them but what could they do? Accept their defeat and slavery and stop being hopeful?

    Sincerely not very bright guy

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    1. Dear Not very bright guy,

      You don't give yourself enough credit. In fact you are one of the brightest people I have ever had the pleasure to converse with. Not only did you understand the nuance of the story but you asked the right question. The question is, what can they do differently.

      There are probably many things they could do but certainly number one was to stop doing the same thing day in and day out and expect the same results. I think it was Einstein who said it was the definition of insanity.

      They could perhaps ask a question. Send out a flyer for an essay contest. Offer a cash reward for the best answer to a question such as, what would you change about your own personal life and how would you do that?

      And say for example they got many excellent essays with great ideas and some partly good. What if they really looked at all the good ideas and assembled a plan and approach no one had ever attempted before. What if some people said, “I would quit my job and garden my own food.” Or I would quit my job and raise chickens. Or I would quit my job and travel. And to the-- how would they do that part-- some said, “the way I would do it would be to just quit, not show up anymore. “

      And then as people discussed that and argued – but the factory would close-- perhaps they would realize, yes exactly the factory we work at that enslaves us would close. And maybe someone would say something like, well if you do it-- will you help me to do it too and can we all do this together, try and make all these new ideas to better our lives become reality and not just hope?

      Maybe the militia didn't need to do drills planning to one day die fighting a bigger army but instead build chicken coops and barns and sew fields. And maybe, if the evil overlords all came to force the people to work the small militia became everyone who knew this new and grander idea for everyone was at stake and worth fighting for rather than accepting the drudgery of false hope in exchange for comfort or security.

      It was after all a choice between being united in a solution that allowed each individual to prosper and their dreams to become reality and not some abstraction of delusion.

      Now Not... May I instead call you Bight Guy? Yes I think I shall.... Bright guy, it would be very realistic and not pessimistic to think there would be people so set in their ways that they would refuse to participate and throw tantrums about how Masterblogger says everything is going to be fine tomorrow, just one more day maybe a month or two tops and that they could not afford to go a week without a paycheck. In fact the essay contest might even cause a civil war.

      So now that we have thought of every contingent shall we ask another question? Do we choose to do nothing or the exact same and pretend that it is best because we either don't want to give up security or comfort for a better life for all, or because facing realty is simply too overwhelming to contemplate. That retreating into fantasy was best?

      Sincerely Geno

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    2. Dear Geno

      No one has ever called me Bright guy before and I feel really good. Thank you.

      Dear Bright Guy,

      I said it because you demonstrated a real analytical mind. In fact you proved to me that you didn't work for the evil overlords by trying so hard to understand my story. But please, I am now asking you for help with this because I don't have the answer.

      Do we choose to do nothing or the exact same and pretend that it is best because we either don't want to give up security or comfort for a better life for all, or because facing realty is simply too overwhelming to contemplate. That retreating into fantasy was and is best?

      I await your answer eagerly.

      Dear Geno

      Sorry it took so long to respond because I am sort of stumped. I thought about every contingency and I don't think all the hopeful hopers of goodness gracious are really ready to do what it takes to elevate one another and in doing so themselves, or themselves and therefore each other. I find this to be a real conundrum. I don't mean to be pessimistic. I think being hopeful when it is unlikely is sort of... well.... I don't want to say a waste of energy because I don't think all this thinking is bad, in fact I think it is good. I guess one would at least have to try to know for sure. Maybe those who want to work together and leave the factory do and those stay at the factory or maybe they could take turns so the paychecks don't end or maybe do it and keep it a secret that they are doing it until it is too late for the evil overlords to stop it. Or maybe they can very stealthfully kill the evil overlords one by one. Um... is that bad to say?

      Sincerely Not so sure I am bright guy

      Dear definitely bright guy,

      You just offered even more possibilities which proves to me you are way beyond someone who pretends to be a problem solver, you show every indication that you are a problem solver. You know the founders of this country had almost identical obstacles.

      So, okay then, where are we. You and I feel it is possible to bring about real change and we agree it will not be easy. But to do it we need to begin. I say we start the essay contest and see if we can keep a snowball going just like you and I have. Then, when we feel like we have exhausted every possibility and have been utterly stalemated, and I mean we have done everything, prayed, built farms only to have the evil overlords burn them down and imprison dissenters. When we have lost, perhaps then we can retreat to a delusional sense of hopeful fantasy to trick ourselves into believing we aren't slaves to a hopeless system.

      What do you think?

      Sincerely Geno

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    3. Dear Geno,

      What about good aliens and white hats? Are they real and do you think they will help us?

      BG

      Dear BG

      I don't know if there are good aliens, bad aliens, if God and the devil exist or if we can get the positive military to work with us but I do feel we can make better use of all the tools we have to try and find out. Problem is liars do a very good job at making people believe in false premises and promises.

      I think the number one thing we need to do is not look for one single leader because if he or she is real they will be targeted and if they aren't and work for the overlords we will get more false hope and trickery to keep us enslaved.

      Again though, I feel you and I keep peeling back another layer to this glass onion. Identifying real questions and pitfalls keeps us in a state of science and not delusion.

      I await your thoughts BG.

      Dear Geno

      Fuck it let's get drunk.
      Dear BG

      I'm broke. You buying?

      Dear Geno

      Sure what the fuck I just got my unemployment check today.

      DRUNK AS SKUNKS AT BAR

      BG: Beating the bitch out of Caleb won't help
      Geno: Spose you're right...hic....hic...
      BG: Okay we need to look at what has been accomplished thus far..
      Geno: Good ide..hic...Ide...hic... Idea...hic...
      BG: The PTB has been trying to agitate for civil war since 911 right?
      Geno: hic...right...
      BG: And what has happened since that time?
      Geno: mil...hic...lions if not bil...hic...illions now know ...hic...the con...hic... and...
      BG: we largely know who is to blame...
      Geno: We...
      BG: BOOOO!!!!
      Geno: FUCK! You scared the shit out of me man...
      BG: Hiccups gone?
      Geno: Yup... thanks... spilled my beer though... need another one and a shot...
      BG: Barkeep...another round...
      Geno: So... now what we have is the 99% is waking up...
      BG: But we still need them to not run off the cliff trying to demand justice...
      Geno: Right... essentially Luciferianism is throwing satanism under the bus to emerge as winner...
      BG: But other than some sort of divine intervention seems unlikely we will stop that...
      Geno: Only thing that can stop it is knowing the age old conspiracy... the grand con... and choosing decency over being part of the problem and not the solution...
      BG: Right... but this brings us back to square one... the people are believing in false prophets... those preaching hope... and some with good intentions don't even understand the grand plan... the con game...
      Geno: Exactly what have I preached for 20 months on the fuckin blog....
      BG: The grand plan... know thy enemy...choose individualism over collectivism but try and grow freedom of choice and enterprise so that if you fight for my right, I will be fighting for your rights and all down the line...
      Geno: and?
      BG: Transparency... no more secret societies and closed room sessions...
      Geno: And we put banking on the bottom as a facility like a road to facilitate all other commerce...ending usury...
      BG: so baddabing we're done...
      Geno: Yes, we've figured it out...

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    4. BG: Geno let me ask you this... why do you get so pissed...?
      Geno: because people do mental gymnastics to avoid thinking in a step by step rational manner identifying each problem and the final goal clearly defined... and because it is either stupidity, government agents or some sort of inability to separate pride and ego from listening...really listening...
      BG: Why should anyone listen to you?
      Geno: Because I was stupid for 42 years and ran off the cliff and now I know where the cliff is...
      BG: Do you feel you have nothing more to learn?
      Geno: Of course I do, learning is endless... but defining what the problem is in a world that repeats the problem over and over isn't genius... it is learning from repetition instead of endlessly repeating it which is insanity....
      BG: So you are screaming wake up....snap out of it.... and let's focus on the problem....
      Geno: Yes and we cannot do it by chasing fantasy...
      BG: Don't you chase fantasy? Dinar revalues? Gambling? The idea we can actually win this thing?
      Geno: Yes but I am acutely aware that those things are a long shot at best....
      BG: How does one deal with fear?
      Geno: By realizing we all die that doing what is right and harder is what is called on regardless of fear...
      BG: So for 42 years you were fearful and fooled?
      Geno: Absolutely and I owe a wake up call to many out here on the internet who came together to collectively say what the fuck and try to figure it out...
      BG: Don't you think you should be less caustic?
      Geno: When a house is on fire one screams they do not politely whisper...
      BG: You should just be funny...
      Geno: Someone who is trying to be funny all the time isn't funny...
      BG: How do you see yourself...
      Geno: I straight forward share links, I write rational essays, I use humor, cartoons, video and music and sometimes I get really angry and the angry part may sometimes be an act but often times it is real... I am real.... I am me and fuck anyone who can't handle that...
      BG: Do you really think I am a bright guy?
      Geno: Of course I do... aren't we all... we just need to be reminded to get back on track, stay focused.... think...
      BG: what do you really think of fulford, drake, Wilcock...all the internet gurus... Jones, Rense. Makow...
      Geno: They seem like well meaning people who like everyone else need to do way better starting with identifying what is bullshit in their own presentation to the world... because if they choke the truth out of themselves they will find that they can do way better... and their role as focal points is a responsibility to the people and not some sort of compromise with a more powerful authority... they want to be there then be willing to bleed the truth...
      BG: I'll drink to that.
      (Bottles click )
      BG: But what if they really are clones?
      Geno: Then we truly do need divine intervention and that may be the most realistic revelation-- the idea we all have to set aside arrogance in our sad control freak audacity to fool ourselves into believing we are in control...Clones....Shapeshifting reptilians? If it is as crazy as all that-- then I am as delusional as everyone else to think that we as people can fix this... No harm in praying I say-- and I do...
      BG: So... you think believing in a good God is key?
      Geno: That is the best and most logical hope there is...
      BG: Many will say that is foolishness...
      Geno: and yes that is why we discussed all the ways we might help ourselves... to do what we can to free ourselves.... the truth shall set you free...
      BG: Okay... it is settled then... I know my plan... I am going to piss... order another beer... then try to hook up with that mousey looking brunette in the corner...
      Geno: I will pray for your success...
      BG: God bless you...

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  2. ok Geno… your story talks about how the solution to the dilemma outlined therein lies in implementing change on the individual level.. real sustainable ‘out of your comfort zone’ change..

    I wholeheartedly agree.. Couldn’t be more in agreement actually…

    since making this discovery what changes have you made in your lifestyle.. can you give any examples of putting your theories into practice?

    Bodhi

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  3. well if my work doesn't speak for itself I am not sure what will.

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