If you understand the significance of what the cryptocracy accomplished in Dallas on November 22nd, 1963, you will understand why the global Luciferian elite would routinely revisit the scene of the Crime of the Century/Millennium, paying homage to their original masterpiece by orchestrating some new dastardly deed in the same locale.
Whether it’s a dead president or dead police officers in Dallas or elsewhere, we must always remind ourselves that, as horrible as the circumstances may seem on the surface, things could always be worse—the entire affair could well have been orchestrated by ultra-powerful interests who will never be named, much less held accountable.
At times such as these, when attempting to come to terms with the barbaric acts we witness in the world around us, we cannot be content to simply ask, Why?, and unquestioningly accept the frequently absurd answers spoon fed to us by the mainstream media, answers which provide no real information or understanding and raise even more questions than we had to begin with. No, those of us who care about the truth must always remember not only where and but also when we are.
These killings of law enforcement officers in Dallas occurred mere blocks from Dealey Plaza, as did the attack on Dallas Police on June 13, 2015, when a heavily-armed suspect in a “Zombie Apocalypse Assault Vehicle and Troop Transport” assaulted the police headquarters building.
It is worth noting, too, that the first diagnosed case in the 2014 U.S. ebola outbreak just happened to occur in Dallas, and that we were subsequently treated to live news-copter images of apartment maintenance men— wearing not so much as a cotton surgical mask—using high-pressure power washers to spray infected victims’ vomit off of sidewalks, which, some keen observers noted, would be a damn effective way to get an airborne virus airborne.
And in 2013, Dallas was the focus of enormous national and international attention as the city, country and world observed the 50th anniversary of the JFK assassination, and, quite frankly, so much staged sh*t went down that I had to write an entire book to capture it all. But I digress.
Where were we? Dallas, Dealey Plaza on July 7th, 7/7, as in the 7/7 London Subway Bombings and the number 77, “magical power in perfection” according to the Godfather of Modern Satanism, Aleister Crowley. You know, like American Airlines Flight 77 that hit the 77-foot-tall Pentagon, sitting on the 77th Meridian West, on 9/11. Or, as in U.S. Route 77, which runs smack through Dealey Plaza (and also within miles of the site of the 1993 Waco Massacre and within several hundred yards of the former site of the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in Oklahoma City…I think I’ve made my point).
Five dead police officers is indeed a national tragedy, made all the worse by the fact that their senseless killings may have been part of yet another false-flag attack designed to keep us in a constant state of fear and rub our noses once again in the bold act that marked the all-out assault on our basic freedoms, and the Republic itself, November 22, 1963. R.I.P. J.F.K. & U.S.A.