WADE FRAZIER : A Healed Planet

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

My big essay covers thousands of topics, and they are all up for discussion, but I don’t get many takers. They are all pertinent to my work. Maybe someday. At this time, I am the principal biographer of:

• Dennis;
• Brian;
• Ed;
• Gary.

Ralph McGehee thought that my rendition of his journey was the best that had been done, probably because it takes one to know one. I do my best to honor Noam and Howard, and if his family would let me, I would make a shrine to Mr. Professor’s memory. What a tremendous honor and labor of love it has been to write about all of them. For that alone, my work has been worth it to me, but I have also got some pretty big fish that still need frying.

As great as those people are/were, Dennis will always head my pantheon (which also includes Owen and Art, among others, and yes, even Mr. Mentor). I have never heard of anybody else like Dennis, and he was far higher on the black hat and white hat radar than anybody else that I am aware of. Greer was pretty high on the radar for a time, and may still be, but Dennis is the field’s Indiana Jones. However, he is going to be 74 soon, and a decade ago he was finally banned from the energy industry in the USA, after David Rockefeller got involved. Noam and Ralph are in their 90s, and only Noam is still at it. The rest are dead or out of action. I hope to have a public discussion with Michael soon, and I have a list of others on my wish list. Bill has been the most gracious host that I could have asked for.

I don’t see anybody else on Earth doing what I am, particularly on the most important topic on Earth, so I can scarcely quit, even though I might seem like a voice in the wilderness. The GCs are listening, even if the public does not very much. I take it one day at a time, and I may have another 30 good years in me. Part of me can scarcely believe that I could even be writing about these subjects. I won’t get bored anytime soon.

Best,

Wade

[Bill Ryan]

Wade, Hi there again:

I truly don't want to derail your thread in the tiniest bit, but a little earlier you were referring to your highly dramatic toboggan run down the Yawning Glacier (OMG again!), and a little earlier than that I'd asked you for your thoughts on managing risk.

I had an interesting risk-filled experience just a couple days ago. (And don't they always come without warning!) You may enjoy reading it, and it might raise a wry smile.

• https://projectavalon.net/forum4/show...=1#post1353191

[Wade Frazier]

Thanks Bill!

I almost had to laugh at that. You wrote about how fortunate you were, and that set the meter running! Reading your account brought up all sorts of thoughts. I have written so much about the pre-Columbian Americas, going way back ( ), that I was immediately entranced by the idea that you hike on old Inca trails. And even calling them “Inca” trails is probably misleading, as they were only the most recent kings of the hill when the Spaniards arrived. Up here, there are no Indian trails in the mountains. The only trails were built by white men. There undoubtedly were some Indian trails, but they were worn by moccasins and have become roads today, etc. Only a few places in the state can you hike on the same ground where you knew Indian trails once were, and one of them was Cascade Pass, where this photo was taken. Cascade Pass was the pass that the Indians took to go over the mountains in the summer. The original travelers were there 10,000 years ago.

There are only a few roads over the Cascades north of Mount Rainier, and that family bridge was built by a relative nearly a century ago, and that part of the Cascades is so rugged that even the Indians may not have used it. These mountains are so rugged that the Indians did not get to many spots. So, I was immediately transported by the thought of hiking a trail that was likely thousands of years old, and a ten-foot-deep rut is amazing.

So, as I read about your taking that trail into the forest and meadows, I knew it was no wilderness, and to encounter an angry local is exactly the kind of event that I wondered about having in that part of the world. Up here, there have been some places where illegal marijuana plantations have been built, and I am happy that I never encountered one. There are not many places in the high Cascades where that can be done, and it is always going to be in the (relatively) low country. In the past generation, there have been “wars” among immigrants who harvest mushrooms and other forest plants up here, and tree “rustling.” Out east, in the Appalachians, wandering the mountains can find you stumbling upon some hillbilly’s pot patch or moonshine still, which can become a life-threatening encounter, so I have been very blessed to call the high Cascades my backyard, where you rarely hear of anything like angry farmers waving machetes. But, I have been “burned,” too, by speaking of how safe it is here from that kind of thing.

My mother had flat feet, and I inherited “ankle pronation” from her, which limited my athletic career. That, along with hand limitations, prevented me from trying my hand at professional sports, like some friends did (bowling, tennis, and this guy grew up in my neighborhood, and his brother and my brother were best friends – I had the throwing arm to be a baseball pitcher (this guy lived around the corner from me when I was four years old, which was when I began my throwing career, and I went to school with this guy, and was friends with his younger brother, who thought that I should have pursued baseball in college), but not the hand and fingers for it, which was probably my best bet to pursue professional sports).

I had a childhood full of sprained ankles, due to that ankle pronation, and when I began hiking, I wore mountaineering boots. It is impossible to sprain your ankles in mountaineering boots. On most hikes, I’ll slip or trip at least once, and those boots prevent me from spraining my ankles. When Brent introduced me to year-round hiking, all that I had were mountaineering boots, a backpack, I had never used poles before, and it took a year or so before I got a day pack, began using poles, and on the local mountains, they were so gentle, compared to the high country, that I decided that I could wear lighter-weight boots on the easy stuff. Well, that was a big mistake, but it took ten years before I learned my lesson. So, I used lighter-weight boots on the local mountains with Brent, and only wore my mountaineering boots for the high country. In 2009, I took one of my roommates with me to meet another roommate (Chris had died two years previously), who came up from Orange County with another college chum, and we all converged on Bishop, where my “lightning” pal was the mayor. We were all accountants. We flew into Las Vegas and drove there, back when I was making the big high-tech money, so we stayed at Bellagio, where I stayed with my wife for seven years straight in those days, to play with relatives. Those days are over, but they were nice while they lasted. It was the only time in my life when I did not have money worries, and it was nice. I think that few people will have much trouble adapting to a world of abundance.

On that trip, I had mountaineering boots to take, but wanted to save space in my suitcase and took some of those lightweight boots, which did not have the ankle support of my mountaineering boots. That was the last time that I wore them. I had us all go to the same valley where we had our lightning experience, which is easily one of the nicest day hikes that you can have in the Sierras, and we hiked through that idyllic valley (and I also did not bring my poles with me, which may have contributed to what happened). Those guys were all my shareholders, and 20 years later, only one of them really wanted to hear about my odyssey. With some partial exceptions, the rest just saw it as an investment gone bad, and my radicalized perspective is considered strange, in almost any kind of social setting. That one who wanted to hear more is probably the classiest friend that I have, who could have easily run for office, and he began asking “Wade’s World” questions as we hiked, and I almost always oblige ( ). Just as we were hiking on that easy trail, he turned back to me and asked about what 2012 meant. That was a big subject, obviously, and when he mentioned it, I looked up at him, and just at that instant, I tripped and sprained my ankle. And I mean the same instant. It was another one of the eerie events in my life, maybe the curse of the Mayans ( ), and it was a bad sprain, actually, the worst since my early 20s, nearly 30 years earlier. I am attaching a picture that was taken soon after I sprained my ankle, and you can see the kind of lightweight boots that I am referring to.

Unlike Bill, however, soon after that picture was taken, I took off my boots and soaked my ankle in an icy lake, and we had to cut the hike short, as I was in agonizing pain. By the time we got back to our motel in Bishop, my ankle had ballooned up. The next morning, I drove us back to Vegas (it was my left ankle – otherwise I would not have been able to drive), and I’ll never forget stumping through the Vegas airport like I had a peg leg, warrior all the way. Thank god I was wearing sandals. I could not have fitted my foot into shoes, and wore sandals for a least a week, as I recall. When I finally got home, I could barely walk. I had to call off the rest of the hiking season, and my brother went back home to Hawaii. Six weeks later, I was well enough to take my uncle on his final hike, but that was only one of two years over a 20-year period that I did not get a backpack in.

So, reading about Bill’s sprained ankle brought back the memories. I gave away or threw away all of my lightweight boots, and will never again hike in anything less than mountaineering boots.

I am planning to make some more risk management posts, and how I have walked straight into disaster. I found that I always got in the biggest trouble when I didn’t think that what I was doing was particularly risky. When I was aware of the risk, I was usually cautious enough to stay out of trouble. It was when I underestimated the risk that I had my keenest “learning” experiences.

Heal up, my friend.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I have been given a little reprieve from my work pace, and like most Americans, I am grateful that I still have a job. So, some odds and ends to write about today…

While backing up my site, I saw that somebody put in some kind of private link to this chapter of my medical racket essay, which got hundreds of hits this past week, which is surely related to current events.

I am being bombarded these days with all manner of pandemic news, including alternative health and conspiracist information, such as this is an engineered event (or a golden opportunity) to enact the long-prophesied one-world dictatorship, etc. Nothing would surprise me along those lines. How many more people might be jolted into awakening by these events? Will it be enough?

One pal’s kids recently defied the quarantine to sneak into a high mountain lake. Oh, to be young and stupid. On the trails near our home, which are supposed to be closed down, hordes of people are on them, giving the finger to the quarantine. On a lighter note, with these limited recreational opportunities, I wonder if we’ll see a little baby boom early next year.

I was thinking of those Indians who hiked over the Cascades to trade. They only took what they could carry on their backs, maybe with some help from pack dogs. What a different world that was.

Back to chores.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I mentioned to my wife just now that next year will see “COVID-19 babies,” and she replied that there will also be COVID-19 divorces, and COVID-19 murders. She also said that there is now is something called COVID-19-20, which refers to the pounds people are gaining.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I have not read much of Caitlin Johnstone’s work lately, but just I read this on putting people on pedestals, to then need to knock them down from them. I am looking a little shaggy and wizened during this quarantine, but Noam is looking ancient, which at 91, I suppose he is. Way back in my teenage years, when I read the Aquarian Gospel each night in bed, I never got the sense that Jesus wanted to be worshipped and made into the object of a religion. It was up to Paul to begin ruining it, turning the “good news” from Jesus to the “good news” about Jesus. This seems to be a human universal, at least among younger souls, to have this need to heroify people, and then vilify them. In both instances, they miss the point.

If a Jesus or a Noam or a Brian or a Dennis does something inspirational, we can only learn from it and use it to help inspire us to do our best, and the journey of a Max is instructive on the issue of that we all reap what we sow, in ways that seem perfectly just. Cheering or booing the people on stage for a moment is what the mob does. Even having stages is part of the problem. The day that I met Dennis, I watched him get a standing ovation, and less than three months later, I saw the same people cheer as his company was stolen. It was my first “Give us Barabbas” moment, and far from my last. The man who led a standing ovation for me helped steal our company a few months later.

I have my pantheon, but its members are/were all human, their journeys all helped inspire mine, what an honor it was to carry the spears of some of them, but I have never hero-worshipped any of them. I once read a channel state that Jesus wanted to be remembered and appreciated, but never worshipped. Like Uncle Ed, the best way to see Jesus is as Uncle Jesus.

Every time that somebody has hero-worshipped me, they later attacked me. That happens without fail. As I see it, the issue is whether people see themselves as creators or victims. Creators create with love, while victims live in fear, looking for somebody to rescue them from their plights that are usually the result of their own poor decisions, to then vilify those same people when they don’t live up to those unrealistic expectations. It is like waiting for Santa to come down the chimney, to then curse him when he doesn’t bring enough goodies.

I have written plenty about the foibles and idiosyncrasies of my little circle, and others trying to make as dent, to help head off that kind of hero-worship and vilification, often to little avail. You can see some of that on my Avalon thread, where people praise me, to then attack me. Those are gentle examples of that phenomenon.

As Brian noted, work like mine is about helping form an effort based on combined positive intention on achieving the goal, not hero-worshipping the good guys or identifying and assailing the bad guys, and there are plenty of both on Earth, although those in each category are relatively rare.

Realistically, very few people are able and willing to break out of the rut of their socialization, and the fate of humanity will likely rest on the actions of a relative few. It does not need to be this way, but it is how it is today, as the lemmings stampede this way and that. The good news is that it won’t take many to right the ship, and this is what those people in my pantheon likely signed up for, in their own ways. All of them contributed in important ways to my current perspective, just as I hope that my work helps people in developing theirs, and maybe together, we can make a dent, as my work is not about some dry scholarship, but is ultimately rooted in doing something. The greatest lessons are learned by doing, not by playing the pupil or armchair scholar.

Best,

Wade

[Billy Vasiliadis]

Hi Wade,

I have been doing some thinking about humanity and the sentience question. It was brought on by hearing about the reopening of the wet markets in parts of China, with the selling of live animals still ongoing (although it seems like new laws are being proposed). I know people have different perspectives about the nature of this virus, with some saying that it is artificial, and the main theory being that it was transmitted via an animal from one of these markets. Whatever the truth is, it made me aware that even in the face of disaster, practices like these are likely to continue. This being just one example amongst many, of humans engaging in practices which bring about what I would consider unnecessary (and cruel) risk.

Like you have written so much about Wade, we are systematically destroying our environment, depleting our soils of vital nutrients, poisoning our water supply with an industrial waste product, practicing toxic medicine, living on top of each other in densely populated cities, and the list goes on. How deep is the damage that we as a human species have done, and continue to do, to each other, to other life forms, and to the planet herself?

With the exception of the dark pathers, much of this does not seem to be done with any real intent to cause harm, or any real awareness. It is just people doing what they have been taught, almost like going off instinct, with the instinct being cultural dictates. I sometimes think about a world where the people have the same level of awareness that we humans have, but the cultural ideas and practices centre on peace, freedom and equality. Would such a world actually be significantly better than the one we have, if things are still done kind of instinctively? Can you even have a truly peaceful world without awakening, or will it always at some point descend into violence?

I have had this question for as long as I have read your work. A new, and more abundant energy source than the previous one, brings about a shift in consciousness. The energy issue precedes the human sentience issue. What does that say about human responsibility and choice? Is there any choice in a world of scarcity? If energy abundance, or lack, determines human awareness, where does that leave volition? It is almost the reversal of what I have read in some spiritual literature, which says we focus too much on technology and not enough on consciousness (spiritual evolution). So many questions ha.

It has been said that ignorance is bliss, but ignorance doesn’t stop people from experiencing the consequences of actions taken in this state of unconsciousness. It almost seems kind of cruel, but I suppose everyone has their opportunity to develop understanding and to begin to awake? Yet, even in the face of consequence, change still is not as common as it probably should be. A painful realization.

I’m very much a product of my environment too, with more conditioning than I can probably even begin to fully appreciate, so I am not trying to be condescending or anything. I’m very enmeshed in all this insanity. These are just my observations and my attempts at trying to understand by getting some of these thoughts onto ‘paper’.

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Billy:

That was a great, thoughtful, post. I’ll try to keep this relatively short, as today is a work day for me, even though I could write for days on the important subjects that you just raised. Any regular reader knows that the Michael teachings are a touchstone of my work. Just last month, I stacked up several of my Michael books and reread a lot of them, and came away with an appreciation that I had kind of lost, while also realizing that no channel is “pure,” as the material will always be colored by whom the entity is channeling through. I’ll use Michael’s perspective a little in this post, but with also my inimitable style of bringing in all sorts of perspectives, including my own take.

To your question on the damage that humanity is inflicting on Earth’s ecosystems, no other creature in Earth’s history has inflicted more damage or as quickly. As Michael says, there is a very real danger that we will make Earth uninhabitable. The GCs are well aware of this, even as they help prevent the solution from entering the public’s awareness and use, which is why the crazier factions want to terraform Mars and turn it into their ultimate survival enclave.

The human journey can be traced back to the “beginnings” of our universe, but we can cut to the chase with the rise of complex life. There are several modes of energy acquisition for life on Earth, and mammals are heterotrophs that engage in most of those heterotrophic avenues, and we can even see all of those roles in human societies. When some marginal chimps left the shrinking rainforest for the woodlands, the path to humanity was engaged in earnest, and it was all about survival, of how to obtain new kinds of food, how to avoid predation in the new environments, and learning to walk upright was a key event in that journey. I am really looking forward to updating that part of my essay for those times, and it looks like the human line became hunters (predation) instead of scavengers (detrivory) about two million years ago. Our ancestors probably began driving species to extinction about then, there is evidence that it began in earnest about a million years ago, as humans entered new environments, but it was not until behaviorally modern humans left Africa and began driving mammoths, Australian megafauna, and eventually the Western Hemisphere’s megafauna to extinction, including our human cousins, that our violent prowess came to dominate the planet.

As the easy meat became scarce, humans became territorial again and increasingly violent toward each other. It looks like humanity left Africa with the original religion, which was intended to produce in-group cohesion, to prevail in battle against one’s neighbors. In that way, it was little different from chimps, with similar violent death rates, and when hunter-gatherers were studied by early anthropologists, while those “primitive” people prayed to their deities, it was usually with the intention of prevailing in battle or having a successful hunt. There is not much there to inspire modern peoples, particularly in thinking that they had some kind of inside track on spirituality or some kind of innocence that we lost while becoming “civilized.”

My father grew up on a farm, as did Mr. Professor, Dennis grew up as a migrant farmworker, and my wife’s mother grew up on a ranch, and you won’t find many vegetarians in the ranks of agrarian peoples. They have a very utilitarian view of animals, and are not charmed by movies such as Babe. For economic reasons, in China, they did not have the level of domestic animals that the West had, and even to this day, the Chinese will eat anything that moves. In that light, don’t expect them to become enlightened vegetarians anytime soon, and shark fin soup is still the rage, which is driving sharks to extinction.

Bonobos highlight a different way that the chimp journey could have taken, but it was completely dependent on their energy situation. I am reading Odum’s masterpiece, and in it, he mentioned the very real energetic limits that constrain human societies, and that people often harbor illusions on how much they have free will and choice, when almost all of their so-called decisions are dictated by their energetic circumstances. I say something very similar, in that few people ever raise their awareness very far past their economic realities. In a way, it goes back to Brian’s query: “Are we really a sentient species?”

I have written many times on the fact that slavery was a hallowed Third Epoch institution, even at the beginning of the Industrial Revolution, to then become something evil, once machines began replacing people. Our so-called human consciences that see slavery as evil simply did not exist three centuries ago. Similarly, if and when the Fifth Epoch arrives, many practices that we take for granted and even call human nature, and even its highest expression, as capitalism is called in the halls of economists and Wall Street, as greed is enshrined as a virtue, will be seen as incredibly barbarous, but don’t expect many people to understand that today. They won’t begin to understand until the Fifth Epoch arrives, and that is normal. The wet food courts in China will continue to exist as long as it is a nation primarily comprised of peasants. That is just how peasants see animals. The next level, a la Michael, of mature soul consciousness, is just around the corner and, as always, it will be rooted in our economic reality. Until the underlying economic reality changes, human consciousness won’t. This is a very big subject and kind of the crux of my work, so I may make some more posts on these important subjects.

Best,

Wade

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by Wade Frazier (here)
To your question on the damage that humanity is inflicting on Earth’s ecosystems, no other creature in Earth’s history has inflicted more damage or as quickly. As Michael says, there is a very real danger that we will make Earth uninhabitable. The GCs are well aware of this, even as they help prevent the solution from entering the public’s awareness and use, which is why the crazier factions want to terraform Mars and turn it into their ultimate survival enclave.

Yes, so interesting. See also this thread, from 2012, in which I present some apparent evidence that the elite controllers may have a plan (for themselves) to evacuate the planet.

• From Bill Ryan -- the Ultimate Hypothesis

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Bill:

A member of my circle was approached to help the GCs with their “terraform Mars” project. He refused and called them crazy, for a few reasons. One was that the technical project was likely pure folly, and he specifically brought up the issue that Mars was geologically inert, without a magnetic field like the one that protects Earth’s atmosphere. They technocratically replied that they had an answer for that.

The other objection was that we have a perfectly good planet, if we stopped wrecking it. We definitely have our toes over the edge of the abyss, but I sure am not counting on the GCs or White Hats to save the day. We all have to do what we can. Nobody is going to solve our problems for us, and the GCs are largely dark pathers on steroids.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I have to get to work, but I planned a short post on the hurdles to the awareness needed to hit the notes, and I see that I wrote it up last year. That list won’t change much, and I see a zillion iterations of what hurdles people clear, where they get stuck, and where they crash and burn.

An example is that financial blogger encounter that I recently had. Nobody in the choir will be anonymous, as that is antithetical to the choir’s purpose, so anybody standing on the public stage like that blogger does already gets big points. It takes a lot of courage to do that, so anybody that I approach like that already has a great deal of my respect.

What also made that blogger somebody that I wanted to approach is that he at least understood, in pretty good detail, the role that energy plays in our industrialized existence, as Peak Oilers generally do. The problem with Peak Oilers, which my first encounter with them kind of epitomized, is that they are addicted to scarcity, in a way that I have rarely encountered. They don’t seem to be able to do anything other than beat the drums of doom and austerity, and one of them understandably committed suicide.

What was bizarre about Heinberg’s stance was that he was onboard with the “inside job” idea of 9/11, but could not seem to fathom organized suppression, which has vastly more evidence for it and is far easier to understand, and I lived through a few episodes of that, including what is arguably the most spectacular instance of it. But Heinberg did not want to hear about it, and after semi-ridiculing the idea of free energy, he has dismissed it ever since.

There are many hurdles that need to be cleared before somebody gets to the place where free energy technology is acknowledged, as well as its organized suppression, and what its potential is. Those are all interrelated issues, and if people get stuck on one of them, they usually get stuck on all of them.

So, on one hand, I can see where that blogger is only going to leave his comfortable armchair when he can go out see a working free energy device for himself. When somebody gets to the finish line of that harrowing odyssey, then they will get his attention, but not before. I understand that truly understanding how our world works is not easy, and almost everybody reaches a state of self-satisfaction, adopting a view that gets them through the day, surviving and temporarily sating their addictions, but it really can be something to encounter people who get some aspects of the issue, but are firmly rooted in their armchairs and not even interested in knowing more, until the rest of that journey is placed in their laps.

We get out of life what we put into it.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Before I begin a busy week, I spent a good part of the past few days rereading The Devil’s Chessboard, which I first reported on in 2015. It was an overwhelming experience, with so many connections to my life that it is hard to know just where to begin. In brief, it directly connected these issues:

• The Dulles brothers were Rockefeller fixers for their entire lives;
• Allen Dulles served every American president from Woodrow Wilson to JFK (he may have been a conspirator with Lyndon Johnson), but died before his protégé, Richard Nixon, could hire him;
• Allen betrayed all of those presidents, and JFK most spectacularly, as he led the cover-up of the murder of the man who fired him, and was very likely involved in the operation that murdered him;
• Allen Dulles was deeply involved with protecting death camp Nazis, even before World War II was over, and the CIA was eventually staffed by them;
• Not only was the CIA undoubtedly involved in the cover-up of JFK’s murder, but it was involved in the operation that killed him, and organized crime was deeply involved;
• Allen’s involvement in subverting/overthrowing governments in Iran, Guatemala, Vietnam, the Congo (even repeated attempts in France), and elsewhere were mere precursors to having JFK taken out, bringing those talents and lessons home;
• Oswald was up to his eyeballs in the spook world, and Dulles led the cover-up of those connections, so that Oswald could be portrayed as a Lone Nut;
• JFK tried to end the Cold War (as well as the Space Race), but had to fight almost everybody in the MIC, and that was where the plot was hatched to kill him.

It indirectly connected to these issues:

• The GCs;
• ETs;
• Free energy.

As I read The Devil’s Chessboard, the connections between the CIA and JFK’s murder and cover-up were stunning, and when I added on the many connections to my life and journey, by the end, it was staggering. I am going to make a few posts on this, and the entire issue is a touchstone for how our world works today. For starters, JFK’s murder is a kind of political litmus test. These players have supported the Warren Report from the beginning, and virtually never wavered from that position:

• The mainstream media;
• Organized skepticism – oh the irony of their name and their complete lack of skepticism for official explanations, no matter how untenable they were;
• Surprisingly, many on the “Left,” who dismiss all “conspiratorial” aspects of the JFK hit or downplay the importance of his murder, including Uncle Noam.

How it all connected to my life was mind-boggling, and here is a partial list:

• My close relative, who was a CIA contract agent and who worked for a household-name diplomat (who is also a Rockefeller fixer);
• I was a space brat who lived in Houston, while my father worked in the Space Race in the Mission Control Room;
• My connections with Brian; including NASA (and the NASA Nazis), ETs, the spooks, and free energy;
• My connections with Gary, including mobster judges, the John Tower conversation, and his encounters with Jack Ruby;
• How the CIA was involved with wiping us out in Ventura, and how the Rockefellers were repeatedly involved in our journey.

I could scarcely turn a page of The Devil’s Chessboard without seeing another connection to the topics above, including how they related to my life. It was surreal at times, and I am going to devote some posts to it in way that I have not quite done before.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

I’ll start at the beginning, in my life and these events. One of my starkest young memories is watching my mother watch JFK’s funeral when I was five. Three years later, the Apollo 1 disaster was my next stark memory like that. I was oblivious to the genocide being carried out at the same time, and it was in 1968, I believe, that Mr. Mentor invented that bomb that ended warfare without harming people, which the Pentagon quickly suppressed. The same year, he invented the world’s best engine for powering an automobile, which created a storm of hoopla in the American government several years later, and was championed by a rocket scientist. In 1964, one of Mr. Mentor’s innovations in the Navy was used to fabricate the Gulf of Tonkin incident, taking a page from Hitler’s book, and even outdoing him at times, but he took pages from ours (1, 2).

In 1968, I was on my own trajectory, and won the first spelling bee in the history of Junípero Serra Elementary School, named after that genocidal saint, and I would be in gifted programs for the next several years. Right about the time that I won the spelling bee, Martin Luther King, Jr., was assassinated, soon followed by Bobby Kennedy’s assassination, just down the road in LA. My best friend at that time was the scion of an agricultural empire (which he runs today), and his father was from Whittier and knew Nixon, and even had an office in the same building. I heard all about what a swell guy Nixon was when I was nine. Those are all still vivid memories, and I remember how it seemed like murder was an American sport. In those days, my close relative was murdering people for the CIA.

Nixon was one of the most corrupt politicians to grace the national stage in those days, and that is saying something. When I later bore the brunt of the awesome corruption in California, traded notes with people such as Gary, saw how people such as Rodney Stich got railroaded into prison by the CIA and friends, while a literal gangster such as Harry Pregerson became a “heroic” federal judge, part of me remembered those youthful days and how those events impacted me.

Nixon was a creature of the Dulles brothers, his palm always needed greasing, and Allen helped sweep a $100K bribe that Nixon took from a Nazi collaborator under the carpet, and the USA was instead treated to the spectacle of the Checkers speech. Nixon was a comrade in arms with McCarthy, and Reagan’s ascent into politics began with his appearance with Walt Disney at anticommunist hearings, and he managed the Hollywood blacklist. Witch-hunting was the path to riches, fame, and power in those days.

Many of those events did not come into focus, and their connections to my life did not become clear, until many years later. As I look back at them today, it is kind of mind-boggling, what was happening versus what I was aware of.

Best,

Wade

[Bill Ryan]

Posted by Wade Frazier (here)
it was in 1968, I believe, that Mr. Mentor invented that bomb that ended warfare without harming people, which the Pentagon quickly suppressed.

This was so incredibly interesting, simple and ingenious that it deserves a special explanatory reference:

• http://ahealedplanet.net/advent.htm#_ednref1

[Wade Frazier]

Thanks Bill:

The text reads:


“The bomb worked this way: it exploded far above the ground into a highly abrasive, highly magnetic dust; it would not harm people, but would be attracted to iron and could destroy all machinery due to its abrasive nature, which would include most weapon systems (even rifles).  It would demilitarize and could even deindustrialize the region it was dropped on.  An American naval base was soon in an uproar over the potential of that unique bomb (that situation occurred during the Vietnam War days), and the Pentagon quickly moved to suppress any further consideration of that bomb in the name of “national security.”  A few years later, the concept of the neutron bomb was announced, which would kill all life but not harm machinery.  It was my mentor’s idea turned upside down.”


Mr. Mentor probably explained it to me about the same time that I got my energy dreams, when I was about 16. I don’t know how well I would have understood or appreciated it when I was younger. But the next year, I still stupidly applied to the Air Force Academy (and I would not have been dropping Mr. Mentor’s bombs, that is for sure ). It was about that age when I became a student of genius. Genius can be pretty simple stuff. What I saw repeatedly, particularly with Mr. Mentor, and later with Dennis, is that they could look at problems with fresh eyes, free of the assumptions that blind the rest of us. I have had to think about that a lot over the years. I recently wrote that Noam’s 180 IQ (or whatever it is – but it is way up there) is not needed to point out something that a five-year-old can understand, but maybe it is in ways.

What I saw when studying how their minds worked was that they could cut through the obfuscating crap and see things clearly, and take brand new paths that the rest of us could not even imagine. Maybe those genius-level IQs were needed, to see the forest from the trees and find a new path. What I also noticed, very early on, was that a person’s heart needed to be in the right place, first, to be a candidate to make a dent. My pantheon is largely filled with geniuses, but it was always their hearts that put them on my personal Mount Olympus, not their heads.

Not many years after his bomb was suppressed, Mr. Mentor sat in planning meetings, in which the subject was slaughtering the most people in the most effective way, but cloaked in euphemisms and technical talk (probably not far removed from “special handling”) and he realized that he would lose his soul if he stayed much longer, and he soon got out of the military.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

The month that I met Dennis, in the same town, Microsoft had its IPO, Bill Gates became instantly rich (Dennis was richer than Gates, less than a year earlier), and the next year he became a billionaire. The year before meeting Dennis, I had used their software, was impressed, was gifted in computers and information systems myself, and I believe that meeting Dennis in the midst of Microsoft’s IPO was another one of my “friends’” little arrangements, as I could have likely landed a gig at Microsoft and was interested in trying. If I had, I would have stopped working long ago, sitting on my piles of cash. But that voice had different plans for me.

A decade later, I finally got to return to Seattle, Gates had been the world’s richest person for the previous couple of years, and the first dot.com boom was happening. Once again, the capitalist blood was in the water, but instead of jumping into an Internet startup, I did the work that became my site today. People all around me were becoming rich, as I did my work. I finally got in in 1999, saw the collapse coming, told anybody who would listen what was coming, and it was even worse than I thought it would be. I worked for software companies for about 12 years, and the pay was not bad, but I can tell that my “friends” once again decided that I would not get rich on my path. It has not been an easy path to walk, let me tell you.

I have heard tales of Gates for many years, via his pals, people who worked with him, and like most people who live in the area, I had my own encounter with him. Today, I live across the street from Microsoft’s headquarters. At Wikipedia, it even says that Gates studied John D. Rockefeller’s style of “philanthropy” before got into the game himself. I have long stated the parallels of the men, from the ruthless way that they made their fortunes with their dirty monopolies in a new industry, to their very curious style of “philanthropy.” Rockefeller was instrumental in building today’s medical racket, and his empire worked closely with Nazi Germany, so much so that it should have been prosecuted under the Trading with the Enemy Act. What a role model for Gates to emulate. The Rockefellers helped wipe out Dennis’s Seattle effort, were likely involved with the CIA’s billion dollar offer to Dennis, and David Rockefeller likely had a hand in finally running Dennis out of the USA’s energy industry. How Gates dominates the headlines today as the vaccine savoir makes me shudder, and his pals are among Earth’s greatest scoundrels. Humanitarian, indeed.

I don’t often remember my dreams, but when I do, I often recall several related dreams at the same time, and I have had many dreams about Gates over the years. I just woke up from one, and it is worth telling. I was in a social setting where Gates was holding court on his “philanthropic” good works, and he discussed the energy issue. It was a kind of torture, to have to sit and listen to it, but I just went about my business. Then, near the end of the dream, I ended up standing next to him, and began telling him of the reality of free energy technology and why it was sequestered from human awareness and use like it was, and he understood. It was like a conversation with Michael Hyson, in which I did not receive denial, fear, and naïve “bright ideas,” but he listened and made responses that showed that he got it. Our conversation ended with his realization of how the land really lied, and the dream ended on that note. I think that Gates’s getting it in my dreams is about the best that I can hope for.

Best,

Wade

[Icare]

Dear Wade Frazier,

I have no doubt that Bill Gates is getting it, but I believe he is so far into this power trip of his that he can't turn around any longer.
I think he's lost - in every way.

[Wade Frazier]

Hi Icare:

The Gates issue is a very curious one. If he really gets it, then he knows how far down the food chain he really is. If he understands that, is he playing a role because he knows that he will be allowed to? I doubt that he is really a dark pather, but I could be wrong about that. Is he simply naïve, in on it, completely blinded to the nature of what he is involved with, in the midst of his power trip, knows but can’t help himself, or knows and simply does not care? In my circles is a medical professional who worked with him, traveling the world with him on his vaccination crusade. All who know him admit what a piece of work he is, but he seems to believe in his crusade. It is truly a kind of bizarre issue, and that I live next to Microsoft’s headquarters and do the work that I do is one of the many surreal aspects of my journey.

I have had many strange connections to the elite in the USA, such as living near Epstein’s mentor, and hearing stories a generation ago that make a lot more sense today. In the past week, my wife and I discussed somebody that we know in that orbit, and how much he might have known was going on, and what his reaction was to the scandal. My wife guessed that the guy was not in on it and has gracefully exited the situation, although I recently saw that he was still on the board of one of that “philanthropist’s” “charities.”

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

Back to the JFK hit, etc. Allen Dulles was the USA's chief spook for many years, and I have written about my bizarre connection to Jackie Gleason and that alleged ET open house at what became Edwards Air Force Base. If Ike and Gleason were there, I have a hard time imagining that the CIA wasn't represented, and Dulles's name does come up in an MJ-12 context, as does the household-name diplomat that my relative worked for. I also read long ago that Rockefeller and Rothschild representatives were also there for the show.

Victor Marchetti, who was the first to go public with a critical memoir of the CIA, and he took it through the proper channels and had an epic legal battle with the CIA (Ralph was the second and kind of last), wrote an article on the UFO issue and the CIA, and he also wrote an article on E. Howard Hunt's involvement in the JFK hit that became the subject of a libel suit that Hunt lost. That same publication is the one that Gary approached with his JFK story, which also chronicled Hunt's involvement, and a reporter for them wrote the only JFK book that I know of that gives full consideration of Gary's story. Then you add Doug Caddy's final conversation with Hunt, and the JFK/CIA/ET connection is pretty well established, I would say. That so many of those threads connect to me is another aspect of my surreal journey.

Best,

Wade

[Wade Frazier]

Hi:

As I write about these subjects, it is obvious what a crazy kaleidoscope it all is. I have written that my ego was challenged at the very beginning of my partnership with Dennis, before I was rudely brought back to Earth. It is hard to relate what that all was like, to be on that stage. In the years since then, I found that few people can even contemplate any of this without going off the deep end, into denial, fear, paranoia, and the rest. It is why I say that people have to have their feet very firmly on the ground to even contemplate any of this, much less go out and do something about it.

I sympathize with people who want to turn it all into some kind of safe science fiction show, but this is real life, and all too real. I don’t ask anybody to run out and play Indiana Jones like Dennis did. None of us were fringe enthusiasts, like you see in New Age and conspiracist circles. We just tried to make a dent, and our life-wrecking, life-risking, and life-shortening adventures just came with the territory, and almost nobody on Earth is fit to navigate that terrain for more than a few steps. I don’t seek anybody else like Dennis, partly because I doubt that anybody else like him walks on Earth today.

I am doing something far more modest and safe, but still, I don’t kid myself that the people I seek stand on every street corner. However, the material in this series of posts is part of the terrain that must be navigated to attain a comprehensive perspective.

As great as Ed was, his work was limited, understandably, to scientifically explorable issues of why the media works like it does. His and Noam’s Propaganda Model has never been successfully challenged. Ed’s work was based on easily reproducible analyses of media content. Really, there is nothing to rationally dispute about it, so Noam’s and Ed’s critics have to lie about it and engage in personal attacks.

The Devil’s Chessboard descended into the spook world, and was necessarily more speculative, with thinner documentation (and the author has been criticized for straying past what the documentation supports), but he doesn’t come anywhere close to the GC, ET, or free energy issues. As Marchetti stated, and as my fellow travelers and I discovered at great personal cost, those issues are subjected to history’s greatest cover-ups and acts of secrecy. So, part of me is sympathetic to financial bloggers who will become interested in free energy when it is delivered to their homes, just like everybody else. But these are the most important issues on Earth, and if not enough people can open their eyes far enough to let reality in, we may be doomed as a species.

Best,

Wade