November 11 2021

This somewhat lengthy essay has a point to make - about stillness and patience and hunting and current events and impatience and waiting, waiting, waiting.

When I first started hunting as a kid with my father's single shot .22 rifle, I would walk for miles looking for rabbits.

My favorite times of day were sunrise and sunset.

The reason was simple.

Along those sandy riverside flats where the rabbits found it easy to dig their burrows and warrens, those were the times of day when the rabbits would tend to be most active.

However, in several months of summer their natural brownish coloring would blend in with the dry grass so well that they could be hard to see, especially if they hunkered down and sat still, as they often did.

What I would do then was kneel on the ground, and eyeball through the grass at ground level and by so doing I would often find myself rewarded with the sight of bunny ears being highlighted by the rising or setting sun.

A single shot would then put meat on the table. And that's why I hunted. For the family.

Eventually I graduated to hunting deer, often walking many miles through thick forest or on the open tops of the Ruahine or Tararua mountains down there in New Zealand.

I hunted for table meat. But I also hunted alone. I liked being alone. Sometimes days at a time.

But then one day, somewhat tired after a long and fruitless trek, I sat down well above a clearing to have a smoke, being sure to determine that the breeze was blowing the smoke behind me while I studied the clearing below me and perhaps 300 yards away.

I waited. Sat and waited. And waited.

And then, as the light was fading, they appeared. Like shadows in motion two hinds followed their noses, grazing their way into the open.

I sat and studied, assessing their age and potential weight.

Age and gender would determine the taste and tenderness of the meat for the table.

Weight needed to be considered, for I would have to carry my quarry a mile or more to the road-head where I'd left my trusty old '54 Land Rover.

Camouflaged as I was behind some yellow-flowered Scotch broom, I carefully scoped them, silently blessing them in advance, for the chosen one would become sustenance for my family.

That blessing was something I had started doing when I first shot rabbits for the table.

We used to say grace before we ate a meal, thanking God for our food, but out there with a potential meal in my sights, it seemed a better thing to do would be to thank the animal itself, and its spirit, for what we were about to receive.

I had been sitting and waiting and observing that clearing for perhaps an hour when the deer appeared, but by now it was getting close to dusk and the light was fading.

I had been sitting and waiting, knowing that deer never look up.

It was a long shot, but a 4×9 scope on a bolt action .308 is more than adequate for such a distance.

As the last light ebbed away, I had gutted the deer while it was still warm, then set it in a hollow covered with vegetation so it would cool and keep free of flies till I was ready to backpack it out the next day.

It then took only minutes to find a couple of downed branches, lay them roughly 2ft apart, and fill the space with a deep mattress of cut grass and fern - the most comfortable place in the world from which to be lying on one's back beneath the wonderment of a star-studded sky.

And what has any of that got to do with a global scamdemic, the Great Reset, and impatience and waiting and waiting and waiting?

Well, the moral of the story, in these widely immoral times, is all about the waiting, observing, waiting, observing, waiting and waiting.

I was once again up early today, out in the garage having my morning pipe and coffee, and well aware that I was getting very tired of waiting for "something" to happen by way of taking down these indescribably evil bastards, these psychopathic men and women who are literally killing off thousands if not millions of people with their poisonous jabs.

Certainly, this guy John Durham had at last issued a couple of indictments, charging some of Hillary Clinton's associates with a variety of felonies.

But once again I found myself thinking about Trump telling her if he was in charge of the law, she'd be in jail.

And that was five years ago, dammit!

As usual, like an old hard vinyl record so cracked and worn that the stylus was stuck in the groove (are you old enough to understand what I just referred to?:-), I found myself thinking "I'm so tired of waiting. WHEN is SOMETHING going to happen!?"

Trump came to mind again.

Two of my voices started talking in my head.

"Why isn't HE doing something?"

"Hang on a minute. He already DID something. He set the F#$%@ers up to be exposed and now the whole world is waking up."

"Yeah. And how many are dying every day?"

The third voice, uninvited, chipped in.

"Didn't you just read somewhere that he must be one of "them" because he took money from the Bankers to bail out his businesses?

"And you saw a video today in which he's said to be a distant cousin to some of those Cabal people.

"Not to mention that email yesterday expressing the view that he's playing his part so this plandemic can play out EXACTLY as the Globalists want so they can set up their Great Reset."

At this point I interrupted myself, reminding myself that I'm a lifelong reporter, and as such you have to learn to be really objective, even about your own thinking.

You have to listen to what others say, but understand that they are entitled to their point of view.

It may be the polar opposite of your own opinions - but what are opinions anyway?

They're just personal beliefs and they're usually based on a mix of firsthand experience, secondhand information, and whatever emotions all of that information triggers.

The fact is, even my own opinions are forged in that manner - except that I do my best to not only be open minded and allowing of others and their beliefs, but also broad-minded enough to be willing to update my own as new information comes to hand.

Or I hold new in formation in abeyance, and wait to see what the future brings.

So I sit in my Lazy Boy, puffing my pipe, swilling coffee that's getting colder by the minute on this frosty morning, and I remember my patience as a still hunter. That's what it is. Sit still. But you're still hunting.

Yes, I got smart enough over time to realize that sitting in one place, simply waiting, and waiting, and waiting, was far more productive than marching noisily through the underbrush expecting my next deer to be tone deaf and blind and with no sense of smell, and I'd just surprise the heck out of him and pull the trigger and it would all be over.

Images of sicko John Podesta and real sicko Tom Hanks fluttered through my mind. I deliberately crowded them out by recalling that there are more good people than bad in this world.

I can vouch for that in my own life.

The few bad folk I've had to deal with are far outnumbered by the good.

Therefore, when I look at my life as a microcosm of the macrocosm that is a world of seven billion people, and I think of how small a percentage of that number these evil ones are, I recall something which to me is tremendously important.

I can choose to be impatient because these awful excuses for humanity are still on the loose (as far as I know).

Or I can be patient and wait for Lady Justice to get off her butt.

I can choose to be upset.

Or not.

I can choose to let my thoughts stumble around making a lot of noise, seeing the future as if it is a continuation of today, or a repeat of yesterday with all its sad and bad news, and imagine that the future will only be more of the same.

OR - I can deliberately imagine a future in which some sort of cosmic eraser scrubs out the likes of Podesta and Hanks and others of their ilk, as well as that eye in the Illuminati pyramid, thereby casting all those who worship that Power of Sauron, that monster in the Mountain of Doom, to everlasting annihilation.

Concurrent with that, I can also visualize a future world beyond the storm. A world in which mankind is finally free to explore the untapped potentials of the brain and the powers of the mind.

A world of new technology, free energy, genuinely healing methodologies; a world in which we become participants in a Star Trek future - the reality of interaction with the best of other world civilizations.

I find myself likening my mind to a 4×9 rifle scope through which I am looking not just at the present, but deliberately to the future. A grander future than the swamp denizens are attempting to impose upon me.

Through my scope, I imagine every good person on Earth doing the same, every day seeing beyond the smoke and the fire of the Now, to a future Now in which that overused and much abused word, love, finally has real meaning and real application.

Then I stop, and see myself once again fending off that feeling of frustration that nothing seems to be happening.

I start reviewing current events, because I have a newsletter to write.

Those hundred or more cargo ships are still parked off the California coast - a situation that the port authorities have decided to resolve in the only way they can think of - by requiring those vessels to sail out of sight and drop anchor where they can't be seen from shore. Perfect!

Fake Prez Biden is planning to shut down another pipeline, while the price of gas and diesel in California is up close to 10 bucks a gallon. As they say, the oil is in Texas, but the dipsticks are in DC.

Attorney General Garland has lied to Congress saying parents are not being hunted down and classified as terrorists - while an FBI whistleblower has revealed that the FBI is indeed tagging some parents as "potential threats."

Dr Mengele Fauci has openly admitted that the vaccines aren't working - so the answer is?

Booster shots. Every three months. And the post-vax deaths keep piling up.

The price of hamburger in our local store seems to have jumped from 3 bucks to 6 bucks a pound in a matter of weeks. And some of their shelves are notably empty, while "formula" (a staple for infants in many families) is suddenly only available at two units per customer and the sign says shortages are expected.

The Kyle Rittenhouse jury is hung up on the question of acquittal because a couple of jurors are (understandably) concerned that they and their families could be targeted by the BLM/Antifa thugs who have openly threatened harm if Rittenhouse is acquitted.

Meanwhile, no action is taken against those who have made those threats.

 Go figure.

Instead, the FBI is raiding the offices of James O'Keefe of Project Veritas - on the orders of Joe poopants Biden because his daughter's diary has been verified as real and Project Veritas let it be known.

She has written about taking "inappropriate" showers with her father. Yeah, that father - the one who squeezes little girls' nipples whenever he can.

"The FBI and the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC) are investigating “questionable vials” labeled “smallpox” at a Merck lab near Philadelphia. Fifteen vials were found in a freezer, according to the Department of Homeland Security." (Source:- https://bit.ly/30w0vLH ).

Do I think those vials got there by accident?

Hell no!

That's probably the next pandemic plan by the likes of Gates and Fauci.

Gates is even now saying we should maybe expect another pandemic - possibly a smallpox pandemic. (source:- https://yhoo.it/3ckUSlN )

How could that be?

Wasn't smallpox wiped out, in America at least, a long time ago?

Ah, No - apparently there was enough of that crud left over to make 12 vials labeled smallpox and store them in a Merck laboratory freezer.

Just a coincidence that Gates is predicting a smallpox pandemic, right?

Meanwhile, "Shares of Pfizer (NYSE:PFE) closed today (Nov 17 2021) at $50.87, an all-time high, partly because the Biden administration said it would invest billions to boost production of COVID-19 vaccines -- singling out mRNA shots -- to increase access in poorer nations." (Source:- https://bit.ly/3wXYYcM )

Oh yeah - speaking of Gates. While his Foundation is now "donating" about $180 million to "help poorer nations" get drugs from Merck and Pfizer, you can bet none of that money will find its way to any poor nation at all.

It'll find its way into certain undisclosed bank accounts somewhere and then we'll hear about some Big Pharma CEO or another politician deciding to retire to be with his family.

Same goes for the billions Biden plans to give away on the same pretext.

Nobody ever audits those funds, so they could just as easily find their way into a Maytag washing machine and come out nice and dry and crispy in a shell company account somewhere.

With their past experience in China, Iraq and Ukraine, the Biden family has that money laundering thing down to a fine art. So why not rip off a few million from the US taxpayer as well?

Meanwhile, a very disturbing documentary about pedophiles has just come out, and it shows Gates alongside that animal Epstein (Gates having denied that he ever knew the man) along with the suggestion that Gates paid Epstein a gazillion dollars for his blackmail videos - and is now blackmailing governments around the world in order to keep this pandemic going.

Imagine that. He has blackmailing footage - and zillions of dollars as well. What a great carrot and stick combo that would be.

However, be warned, as truthful as it is, that documentary has some disturbing footage in it - some of it I think is from John McAfee's dead-man's switch material, McAfee being the man who was killed in a Spanish jail after years of working against the world's worst cartels.

The video is called Copperpot at this link:- https://www.bitchute.com/video/bxhvzEsjlVfQ/ and it gets right down to the nitty gritty of the pedophilia practiced by celebrities and the elite, not to mention even more satanic rituals that could turn the stomach of the most hardened among us.

But it will serve a good purpose, for it will shock many more people awake to the truth that the world is currently ruled by liars and thieves and snakes and ....

With all these headlines and issues and events vying for my attention, it's no wonder I'm getting impatient and tired of waiting waiting waiting for these people to be not only taken down, but also to be stood up - on a scaffold would be good.

Meanwhile President Trump keeps railing on about a stolen election - which is true, but nobody seems to want to do anything about it - especially the court system, which is looking for all the world like a closed shop of Cabal-protecting crooked judges right up to the Supreme Court itself.

Vaccines again...more properly described as the sudden death for some, slow death for others.

Gibraltar is said to be the most vaccinated place in the world, yet today it's reported that there has been an exponential growth in the number of Covid cases. COVID? How about reactions to the vaccines being covered up as Covid? Source:-

https://bit.ly/3ckZNDl

The Wyoming Republican Party has voted 31-29 to stop recognizing Liz Cheney as a member of the GOP. And about bloody time too.

Did I say it yet? It looks to me like we have a government that absolutely cannot govern itself, let alone the country as a whole. A government of crooks and charlatans - and even the best-looking among them seems to me to be playing the team game, even when they look like they're not. .

I say that because even though Rand Paul had Fauci up against the ropes and said he was "covering his ass" on the issue of "gain of function" research at the Wuhan lab, and that he had lied to Congress previously - NOTHING has been done to hold Fauci in contempt.

Why?

How LONG will it BE before all this conflict and these outrageous edicts finally go away?

How much longer must I wait, and wait, and wait?

I pause.

Take a deep breath.

Puff on my pipe and release it from my clenched teeth.

Suddenly, an unexpected image comes to mind.

I see the grand master of the Shaolin Temple addressing the student - addressing me.

His smile is gentle but his voice is stern, displacing all other voices in my skull.

He says - "Patience, Grasshopper.

"All you have to do is wait."

Still.

Best wishes.

Michael Knight.