{"id":88261,"date":"2013-10-31T16:40:05","date_gmt":"2013-10-31T15:40:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jonrappoport.wordpress.com\/?p=4893"},"modified":"2013-10-31T16:40:05","modified_gmt":"2013-10-31T15:40:05","slug":"the-hidden-paranormal-people","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rinf.com\/alt-news\/editorials\/the-hidden-paranormal-people\/","title":{"rendered":"The hidden paranormal people"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The hidden paranormal people<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">by Jon Rappoport<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">October 31, 2013<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color:#000080;\"><span style=\"text-decoration:underline;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.nomorefakenews.com\/\"><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">www.nomorefakenews.com<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Conventional physics argues that all the tiny particles which make up the universe are: <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">neutral and unconscious and dead&#8212;<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">And yet, <\/span><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\"><i>say these same physicists<\/i><\/span><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">, the brain, which is only a collection of such particles, is conscious.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The absurdity of this contradiction can only be sustained by monopolistic authority. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Consciousness is as non-material and paranormal as paranormal can be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Without it, obviously, we would not be communicating right now. We would not be here. We would not Be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Categories like telepathy, ESP, clairvoyance, and telekinesis don&#8217;t tell the whole story. They&#8217;re just a pale reflection of the fact that Existence itself is paranormal. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Consensus reality, on the other hand, is a stage play based on the notion of \u201cnormal.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\"><i>So here we are, and we&#8217;re all paranormal, and we&#8217;re living in a normal world. If that isn&#8217;t a joke, if that isn&#8217;t a sickness, if that isn&#8217;t a conspiracy, what is?<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The Matrix can spawn one Agent Smith after another, like a machine turning out products, and still the incalculable and magical fact of consciousness endures beyond the machine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The stage play called reality is dedicated to top-down control, because consciousness, if unleashed as creative power, if allowed to flourish, would explode the stage flats and take us out into an open sky of such varied magic it would ring in a multiverse of unpredictable beauties&#8230;none of which require supervision from the psychopaths behind the curtain.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Making life into a machine is the goal of elites. We, on the other hand, see something else.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">We don&#8217;t need to define what that is in a lab. We certainly don&#8217;t need to develop algorithms that purport to define what we are.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">&#8230;Forty years ago, I was hired to tutor a young girl in arithmetic. She was having trouble with long division. She was in sixth grade, and she couldn&#8217;t do division. This is what I was told.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">So one night I walked into a very large house in West Los Angeles. The mother, tall and thin, a remote ghost, led me into a cavernous living room, in the center of which sat her daughter, at a small table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The mother gestured vaguely and glided off into unknown rooms and left the two of us alone.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I sat down. I gave the girl a couple of division problems to work, and she couldn&#8217;t. She grimaced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Don&#8217;t worry,\u201d I said. \u201cWe&#8217;ll fix it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I asked her to explain what she was confused about. I wanted to get her to talk. She thought about it and recalled a few experiences in arithmetic, from third grade.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I sat there and listened. As she talked, she raised her head and started looking at me. There we were, in a huge quiet house, a dead house, two people, two strangers.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Something clicked. She began smiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She said, \u201cI can read very well, but I can&#8217;t do division.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I smiled, too, because it seemed there was a joke here, and it had nothing to do with math. It had to do with her whole life, the house, her parents.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Neither of us quite knew what was going on, but we were in the moment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Without thinking, I said, \u201cYou&#8217;re in prison.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I said, \u201cRight now, I don&#8217;t why but I feel like I&#8217;m in prison, too.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">We both laughed.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">That was all it took.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I brought her back to the beginning of division, started from the bottom, and we worked our way up to more complicated problems. It took about an hour and she was fine.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I felt like we were two undersea divers, our oxygen lines were crossed and pinched, and we&#8217;d worked out the kinks. We could breathe again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">After that, we talked about her school, my days in school, teachers. She mentioned tomatoes. She said she was growing them in the back yard.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She took me through a few large rooms into the yard, turned on the pool lights, and we walked along a path to her garden, by a high fence.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The vines were tall, and the red tomatoes looked splendid.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">We walked back and sat down at a table by the pool and looked at the water. All of a sudden, things shifted. The night sky was wide open. I could feel the air on my face. I could smell flowers. <\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">It&#8217;s a nice yard,\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She nodded. \u201cI&#8217;m reading everything Charles Dickens wrote,\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Why?\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Because it doesn&#8217;t seem to end,\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I thought about it. <\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Some things are like that,\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">No,\u201d she said. \u201cEverything is like that.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I looked at her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She was smiling. Her face was radiant.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Remember what you just said,\u201d I said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>\u201c<span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I will,\u201d she said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">She put out her hand. I shook it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">That was the end of the lesson.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">I&#8217;ll always remember it, too.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">Jon Rappoport<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">The author of two explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED and EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29<\/span><sup><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\">th<\/span><\/sup><span style=\"font-size:x-large;\"> District of California. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. 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