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This is how the Beast System works:

Take a self sufficient population, living in a state of Logos, responsible for its own food production, dependent upon people they can call by first name, connected to their families, extended families and neighbors.

Now offer something seemingly benign, in the form of a convenience or a small sin. It can be any of a million things.

A "labor saving" device.
A distraction.
An entertainment.
A pleasurable vice "as a reward for a hard day's work."

Doesn't matter what it is, so long as the device serves to offer something in exchange for the time and energy expended into their community.

Once the initial offer has been accepted, allow them to acclimate to it.

Let them enjoy having a few beers on the weekend.
Then after work each night.
Then as a regular habit at the end of every day.

Not so different at first, but the man who accepts it may feel more tired when he wakes in the morning. His day slightly more of a slog as he recovers from the alcohol he consumed the night before.

Doesn't have to be alcohol. Can be anything. Entertainment that took away from the time he had to complete his duties or spend with his family. Anything that distracts from his primary purpose, which is to provide. To build. To grow.

Because his day to day labors have become more difficult, he now justifies more of the very poison that caused the difficulty in the first place; rationalizing it as a reward he "deserves" because of how much harder his job has become. Thus begins the indefinite feedback loop of more poison followed by more difficulty in day to day life followed by justification of further increases of the "reward."

And on and on.

You could call this "sin."

Now extrapolate to every single member of a nation. Each with a poison perfectly crafted for himself and his particular situation, personality, proclivity.

Now compound this for hundreds of years.

Here we find ourselves: A nation of men who once conquered the wilderness with all its beasts and wild, bloodthirsty enemies, hewed houses and whole farms out of the very structure of the surrounding world...now rolling around Wal-Mart, obscenely obese, in an electric scooter, stuffing baskets full of processed poisons and GMO fake foods and high fructose corn syrup saturated drinks; addicted to People magazine and television and pornography and gossip and all the latest technology, all designed not to improve our lives, but to enslave us.

And then, when the willfully accepted submission is finally complete, the System pulls off a Grand Op that threatens to take ALL of it away, should the population choose anything other than absolute compliance.

It's brilliant in its evil genius, I'll give it that. The Devil plays the long game.

Now, are you going to continue to play his game?

Or decide to walk away from the table, and endure the hard work of rebuilding and making your own?

There's no more time.