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Making Sense of Going Back into the System
Why do some things feel terribly off in the new normal ?
Sorry for not posting much, I was consumed by a process of letting go of Ibiza and embracing my father country again, the Netherlands.
Who would have thought?
I did it. I went back into the matrix. I bought a one-way ticket into the new normal Holland.
The last few months have been a rollercoaster, I literally needed to hold on to the rudder to not drown. Writing wasn’t on my mind.
Did I lose my mind? W.T.F happened?
Guess what? I am enjoying the benefits of the welfare state.
But what with the totalitarian power grab that happened only three years ago? What about the war against the farmers? The food transition, the QR code cult, the Gleichschaltung, the Culture wars, Woke movement and full-scale state propaganda?
I am here to find out. In the middle of the lion’s mouth.
I started my research and will try to make sense of Holland, one of the countries that are at the forefront of agenda 20–30. Of course, I will continue to write about other interesting non-Dutch stuff too.
Let’s take one step back first. W.T.F happened?
What happened to me?
Well, I moved from the billionaire's playground EDM hub and ayahuasca mushroom paradise to my father's Calvinist flat wet country where I’ve spent the first 40 years of my life.
In relative calm and happiness.
I moved from outside of the system to within. At least, that’s how it feels. I never really entered the Spanish system. It’s just too hot over there for bureaucratic mindless paperwork and taxes.
Ibiza is a pirate island.
It’s relatively easy to live off-grid, off-system: autonomous. For example, for the first 8 years, I lived in an off-grid dream villa. For the last 2 years, I lived in a yurt and several tiny houses on farmers' land, doing permaculture.
And, not to forget, taking a dip in clear blue waters whenever I liked. And I was joining the gazillions ultra-spiritual workshops that are offered on this tiny island. In fact, I was giving them too.
Why the hack going back? I hear you ask. Why leave paradise?
Run towards or run away from the system?
There is a shadow to all things.
Also paradise. Stay too long there, and the silicone boobs, Range Rovers and stoned hippies become boring.
My last bunch of articles on Medium have been about this. Please read them here, here and here. I never really rooted on the island. The ground is too bloody rocky. In the end, I got too much in a survival pattern. Everything started to feel like more of the same.
I got thirsty for new experiences. I needed new challenges. And most importantly, I don’t want to live from fear, thinking the system will eat me alive like a crocodile when I tip my toe into its muddy non-transparent waters again.
Ibiza is a high-frequency island, like Bali. People arriving there confuse this energy with them being exceptional, the chosen ones, as you like, to survive armageddon on humanity. Didn’t Nostradamus tell us ages ago?
But then tell me, what is the fun of living with a few hundred thousand isolated on an island, knowing the rest of humanity has been wiped out? Just an extension of me, me, me culture. Me first. Me survive.
It makes a great TV series, but what the heck? I get more inspired by thinking how to create our own great reset on local level.
After Covid, I notice there are people trying to run away from the system as far as they can. I don’t blame them, they got their asses kicked by a suddenly not-so-democratic ‘ El Pacino’ government. Do I need to freshen up your memory with words like ‘Mandate’, ‘ Lockdown’, or ‘Flatten the Curve’? No, I probably don’t.
I mean, the ‘health’ detention Camps haven’t been destroyed, have they ?
There are also people making the change. We got an epic imprint of what global unified action and consciousness can do in the first week of the historic lockdowns.
Both groups serve a function. In Ibiza, I thought I was special too, living for years in front of a massive powerspot. Now, I don’t want to be unique.It feels like a bypass—a spiritual version of toxic influencer culture.
Merging within the system while at the same time being outside of it with my consciousness and critical mind makes me less special, less a rebel and outcast. It fits the underground movement the totalitarian technocrats created.
It’s all about localising baby! Find your freedom with peers. Go Decentralized.
I’m optimistic despite the weird normal
After three weeks here, I can say I’m very optimistic. I feel good, can speak my mother tongue and enjoy a completely different culture and nature.
I am observing slightly weird levels of normalness. And hysteric wokeness, for sure. And yeah, it’s pretty easy to discern the themes and narratives that are pushed through Mainstream propaganda channels:
The anti-Russia Hate and mis-info on Ukraine — Russia war
Climate change (Now it's too dry, O no, now it's too wet etc) and the connected war against the Dutch farmers
The ongoing inflation expressed in gas & food prices rising, the cutting of state subsidies for car fuels etc.
On the ground, its still reasonably wealthy, and people are kind. Extra kind, I would like to remark. In times of war, people get together.
The Corona Monument got Canceled because of…
One thing that stood out this week, which felt off the most, was the announcement for a national Corona memorial. I believe they’re even thinking about choosing one particular day in the year to remember this horrific Pandemic of Pandemics. And all the victims that, let’s face it, didn’t outnumber ‘normal’ yearly flu victims. Well, let them, I hear you think. What’s wrong with a memorial?
Here comes the bizarre part. The corona memorial was first scheduled around September 2022 and was cancelled due to a new wave of… Corona.
Imagine during the black plague statesmen are designing a memorial for the thing that is wiping out 1/3 of humanity.
For when it’s over.
What is off?
Well, I tell you what is off. During a REAL pandemic ( like the black plague), you don’t have time to consider creating a memorial. Who would even care about a bloody memorial? You’re surviving. And then you’re mourning. And then the people that survived will ask for a memorial or just make one.
Everybody would be on one line because the disaster was real
In 2023, everything is planned and the crises feel fake
Because everything is a narrative covering up lies.
Great Reset propaganda funnels are coming strong with anything that enhances the Covid narrative whenever they can. Or the anything that is Russian 2-years-of-hate. Or the, O my God the weather is changing ongoing fear mongering hype.
All a clever cover-up for the extensive restructuring that is going on. And the further digital enslavement.
Happily people aren’t buying it at large. The underground Dutch newspaper ‘ Het andere nieuws’ can now be brought to your mailbox. In good old paper format.
Back to the memorial. It is brought to life to give strength to the Covid narrative. Yes, it was real. It was awful. You need to remember this for the rest of your poor lives, you useless miserable slaves.
Behind the scenes, it's not a memorial. It's a celebration of a carefully planned global psy-op that succeeded. And it didn’t.
That’s why I’m in Holland
To be part of and witness the next rise. To feel the revolution prepared in the countless farms, to localize further. To write about the movement, to observe and support it.
To hold a candle of light for when we all pass the birth canal.