Received via email at 11:03 PM EDT for publication. ~ Dinar Chronicles Often in life we anticipate key events and build them up great em…
Received via email at 11:03 PM EDT for publication. ~ Dinar Chronicles
Often in life we anticipate key events and build them up great emotion within our own heads and hearts. But when the time comes to actually go through the turnstile of experience, it’s a flat moment… even anticlimactic in many cases.
The RV is such an event, such an overhyped, anticlimactic experience.
For those of us studying and diligent here at the very end, which there are less than 5,000 now worldwide, we provide the statistical anomaly in every statistical analysis. The margin of error so to speak. As we are but a proverbial drop in the 70 million or so expected redeemers.
0.00007143% to be obnoxiously exact.
Trump played his part brilliantly. Internationally corralling Israel and the Ukraine into their own demise, while at the same time infuriating remaining cabal politicians domestically to smoke out hidden agents of chaos.
McCain finished off both the American arm of the cabal and Israeli controlled GOP conservative movement in one old thumb turn.
Obama orchestrated everything with Putin, Xi of China and the Elders flawlessly. They played the cabal like fiddles, and have now packed up their evil instruments and thrown them in the trash.
Seems higher intelligence and righteousness always wins the day. And while it took several years to complete their strategy, there was never any question about ultimate victory.
Sadly, the cabal while motivated, was weak and lacking higher end command strategy, let alone coordination with their foot soldiers late in the war.
The Illuminati, Catholic Church and Dark Nobility all folded like a cheap Italian suits. Protecting their own hides when push came to shove. even throwing one another under the bus to get a better amnesty deal.
Bullies have zero courage. Whereas heroes never live any other way.
Now come these massive financial reforms with everything else complete. Now the masses will be allowed into redeem, problem there are no masses paying attention. Just us.
And the digits you’ve so long have craved will appear with but a whimper of interest globally.
Guess what? The actual exchange appointment will be just anticlimactic. Cold. Quick. Abundant yes, but not what anyone was expecting. No pomp. No circumstance. No parades. No bands. No cheerleaders.
In and out in an hour. Wham, bam, thank you ma’am. Next.
In the end, it’s just a simple little currency exchange transaction any teller could perform, maybe with a few additional personal wires and family trust accounts to set up. Sure a structured pay out program with definitive terms for ZIM holders, but no exotic iron clad NDAs or security challenges like we were preparing for.
This will happen with unthinkable ease and obscurity. It has to. There’s no other way.
A clean one hour appointment, anytime you’re available. Anywhere you live.
Hey Mrs. RV, why so stealth and low key?
Because she has to be boring, normal, calm and neutral to service the world. To process so many currency holders, at such high amounts, takes anonymity not notoriety. A good lesson to remember if you’re buying what I’m selling.
All the air had to be taken out of the RV balloon before redemption “digits” were to be presented. Now that is the case, here they come. Big deal. Just like Zimbabwe announcing the gold standard and re-issuing t heir currency at 1:1… what’s the big deal? Imagine if you had gotten that information three years ago? You’d still be doing back flips.
There will be no grand GCR/RV announcement prior to the RV completely, no public rate changes for international observation until well after the majority of all redeemers have been processed.
Just a few 800#s given out to diehards on the Internet, selected Internet sites, who will naturally serve as gatekeepers and share in the span of minutes–to audience of a few hundred thousand–who will eventually share to a larger pool of a few million… and so on, and so on, and so on… until everyone who is going to redeem, redeems.
Honestly, not a large enough volume of humanity cares anymore about the currencies to pose a threat, even those avid fans reading this Yosef post.
The larger currency and financial world is utterly indifferent. The media is 100% controlled. The markets are not only locked down, but shut down for the entire month of August. And yes the military is on high alert, but functioning in plain clothes or up in the sky via drones where no one will ever know without a proper security clearance.
The RV is a totally invisible event to the untrained eye, and less any sex appeal to the trained eyes who have been watching this event for years. It’s safer this way. Smarter. Higher intelligent bright wink, wink, nudge, nudge… if you know what I mean.
Well done Fighting Joe. One day we will meet I will explain to you why the Red Sox will never win another World Series in your lifetime because of their ballpark and rabid New England fan base.
Folks, there’s no more money. The RV will deliver that fact as truth in your world overnight. There’s no more struggle either. No more deadly cabal. No more obstruction to ascension. No more planetary quarantine. No more fake bogeyman.
Just peace. Just love. Just abundance. Just enough, for absolutely everyone.
The very definition of an anticlimactic transition of eras, that few to none will ever know or care about on this Sunday summer night in July.
In fact, those reading are the chosen few who will be first in line, so much so, the lag time form first responders to later appointments will be noticeably in redemption centers.
Most currency holders will be asleep, figuratively and literally.
Even those working the event under classified government clearances won’t know the whole story. The actually starting day and time will come as a rude shock to their system as well.
This is the energy match we’ve been looking for with the Chinese Elders. This is the accurate alignment with God’s Will.
Emotionless victory. Absolute truth. Silent grace. Anticlimactic existence.
So what did we learn in our time on the wall waiting for the world to change?
The bigger something is, the smaller it must appear. Even to the point of not being seen by almost every human being on the planet. Sobeit.
God is with us.