The title of Max’s last conference in Warsaw, Poland.

The story of Max Spiers’ puzzling and Clue-like death has been picked up and dissected by major media news outlets across the world.  But the angle missing in all MSM accounts?  Max was a targeted individual – and that is why he appealed to so many around the world.

While we insiders sit back and marvel at the bloom, metamorphosis and mutation Max’s story is taking, the bigger picture is beginning to supersede the sadness of his purported death.  His work as a spiritual warrior in this plane is giving birth to a new vision, a new consciousness, a new possibility for those of us left behind.  This community now has the hope that targeting will become a part of the global discussion, and a legitimate forum for review of our collective experiences will arise.

The whole world is engaging now in conversations that we have heretofore formed secret groups to discuss.  Fewer and fewer people are willing to openly deride experiences many of us until now have never considered publicly discussing.

Max came right out in his last conference in Warsaw and outlined how and why people are targeted and different methods of trauma and ritual used to suppress and manipulate these inherently human abilities.


MSM outlets are handling our esotericism not only with thinly-veiled contempt, scorn and derision, but also with care and genuine curiosity; one might even say a renewed vigor for a dialogue of truth.

My fervent hope is that with this sparked interest and renewed vigor, not only will Max’s death shed the unforgiving light of truth on worldwide players in Satanism and the dark arts, but that the people these groups target will now have a forum to tell their stories.

We still have boots on the ground – now we just may have a voice to articulate the veritable nightmares that lives become when a human being is targeted for their extrasensory abilities and genetic earmarks.

Because make no mistake about it, that is exactly what happens.

From parallel court systems designed to specifically target whistleblowers, activists and others, to the stalkers employed to destroy lives from the silent, inside periphery – this silent and invisible ring is now more visible with every passing inquest.

Doctors, psychiatrists, police, pharmaceutical companies, space agencies – all have agents who work from within this unholy framework.  It is designed to pinpoint, study, usurp and ultimately control those of us who pose a danger to their ultimate goal – a New World Order wherein which they reign supreme and all of our innate psychic, supernatural human abilities that can effectively thwart their efforts are forever quashed, siphoned, used and controlled.

The deftly orchestrated media scrutiny surrounding Spiers’ death comes at a ripe time in human consciousness. Human beings are searching for answers to the untenable human condition like never before.  They are looking everywhere for answers, even places that until now have been cleverly cloaked in derogatory terms like “conspiracy theory”, “targeted individual” or even “super soldier”.

It is my contention that the people who pose serious risk to the malevolent structure that seeks total control over the human population – do so by virtue of their very human nature.  These whistleblowers, conspiracy theorists and super soldiers all have one thing in common – their preternatural ability to discern. 

We all have different ways and combinations of ways that these talents of perception and discernment manifest themselves.  Some of us can hear the truth in a myriad of different ways; some of us can feel the truth in a myriad of different ways; some of us can see the truth in a myriad of different ways.  Some of us even smell and taste in a myriad of different ways.  All of these ways of sensing the world around us are there to help us accurately perceive it; to get to the truth of what is out there.

I used to think these “extrasensory” abilities were maligned, feared and discredited as valid epistemologies because those of us who do not have them could not perceive them, but not now.  Now I know that because every single true human being innately possesses the ability for the entire range of what is now considered “extra” sensory perceptions, our idea of valid perceptions is what has been craftily molded, skewed and distorted.

That malevolent force does not want us to ever figure out that we are the true Creators of this reality.  If we ever collectively figured out our enormous, inherent godlike qualities, it literally would be game over.

If humanity does not accept as valid someone’s innate ability to see outside of the currently accepted range of visible light, how can an accurate report be made of what can be on the other side?

Displays of these abilities in years past have landed many people in figurative and literal blubbering heaps on the floor, shaking their wounded heads and wondering “What happened to me?”  A whole slew of military projects spanning years were spawned to study, reproduce, modify and breed these qualities, yet the modern mind has been conditioned to completely dismiss their very existence.  The poster child of cognitive dissonance?  “Extransensory” or “psychic” abilities.  Never forget how carefully this cognitive dissonance has been cultivated.

We are finally beginning to figure it out.  The what and the why is coming hard and fast; Max was after the who.  The where and the how will inevitably follow.

This core group of “we” – the newly-defined super soldiers coming together and waking up – is indeed becoming tighter, purer, clearer, and stronger; world events are moving faster and faster to accommodate our newly burgeoning abilities.  We are looking forward to a time when our lives will no longer be negatively affected Adjustment Bureau and The Game-style.  We are moving into our own, to tell our stories of reality as Max did, and to bring heaven to this bereaved earth.

With Max’s death, we were stunned and angered, but less frightened than before.  More of us are willing to come forward and tell our stories.

We have within us the power to transform any event – past, present or future – into one that serves the good of all humanity.  These powers are currently labeled as “Fringe”, and they are how we do it.  Max knew it, and died trying to bring it all to the world stage.

Nothing will keep the truth from rising.  Keep your lights on, and shining bright.

Defining a Super Soldier

At once lilting and glib, staccato and hiply profane, Douglas Duane Deitrich delivers a modern-day history lesson that ranks among the top scholars in any field, in the world.

While it’s true that there is no real way for the common man to fact check or cross-reference much of what Mr. Dietrich says, I told you before that this new era of enlightenment is characterized by your ability to use your own God-given ability of discernment to detect, assess and determine truth, and you’ll find ample opportunity to flex that muscle here.

This ability belongs to all of us, it is that perfect piece of God that we are that connects us one to the other, that we can trust for detecting truth without referencing any physical item at all.  Consider discernment your spiritual divining rod to the waters of Truth.

Dietrich has an uncanny and welcome ability to take vast, complicated, arcane subject matter and make it accessible to the listener.  When describing what “boring interview” Aquino gives, Dietrich demonstrates why it’s such a literal guilty delight to listen to him, when he joins two thoughts together with an unceremonious “…’N shit!”

With this signature studied flippancy, he launches right into his jarring definition of a supersoldier.

To Dietrich, a super soldier is birthed from a cult of paedophocracy that grooms young boys into “queer whores” – bait and tackle for blackmail and sabotage in military and politics.  These are boys that are “pimped out to politicians…(so that) everyone is compromised.”

There is another definition, because there is a different type of super soldier.

I recognize another definition of a super soldier as someone who has been identified either at or before birth for the exhibition of a sensory perception or ability currently not recognized nor accepted by mainstream science as a valid means of perception, and who is then tracked, studied, groomed, guided, programmed, altered and ultimately, harvested for latent potential energy.

We at the Council believe there is a core group of super soldiers who are meant to create the New World who fit this definition.  They are awakening to who they are, and the Universe is aligning as they get cleaner, tighter, stronger, focused and more pure – to roll in ecstasy at the their feet.

The stars are aligning to bring them out of the shadows, and into the light of their true abilities as humans; living examples of the pure potentiality of man’s spiritual nature.

Until next time, keep your light on, and shining bright.




Drugs; The White Rabbit in the Room

He was slurring his words.  During an interview.

Even if you didn’t know that he was dead by interview’s end, you knew within a few minutes that Max Spiers was clearly under the influence of something.

We here at the Council are close, as you can well imagine, yet, not a peep from his innermost circle about the real problem dancing around the periphery, plucking at everyone’s coat, shoved into everyone’s closet.

Everyone wants to protect those they love, and often this requires silence.

The silence must come to an end!

Our community – the one that demonstrates certain capacities or abilities that are “extrasensory” in the current construct – has been targeted in one way or another from birth.  That we are alive to be here right now, reading these words, is not only of supreme significance, but exquisite importance.

I told you before that I would give you concrete ways to counter the attacks on your sanity, credibility and your livelihood.

What you have to accept is that you cannot stop the attacks.  But you can stop their efficacy.

The most important thing you can do is not fall prey to the drug scene.

This is the absolute easiest, and time-tested method of destroying anyone – by getting them to do it for themselves.  This way, there is no real culprit to hold in your hands but the dead body of a gifted soul.  A tortured soul, you can be certain!

If you don’t know how They do it, let me tell you.  Someone will either bump into you accidentally, or will be positioned in just the right place at the right time and will either introduce you to, trick you into doing, or surreptitiously slip you, a drug.  From there, it’s usually all over but the crying.  Kind of like a gritty, film-noir version of The Adjustment Bureau.

Most of the drugs enhance sensory perceptions already heightened in the targeted individual, and it can lead to all kinds of stuff labeled by the outside world in terms listed in the DSM-5.

Once exhibited, these labels can land one in jail or a mental institution, almost certainly ruining any future hope of a legitimate career in any field.  What an efficient way to neutralize someone you may perceive as a threat to the Mind Status Quo.

The person assigned to introduce you to drugs?  Take away his power.  Don’t do the drugs.  It’s just that simple.  It’s time to take it to the next level, and the next level you have to be clean.  Because if you’re not, you’re susceptible to demons.

The biggest reason they want you to do things like drugs and alcohol – and keep doing them – is that you open your spirit up to these beings that live off produced negative energy.  Watch this poor girl struggle and listen to what she says.  Better yet, let’s see if you can figure out when, or if, she is in there at all.

The fact is they attach themselves to the person who has been opened.

Unprotected,  they take full advantage of the alcohol or drug-impaired soul, having teamed up with the Satanic Sect we’ve got going on since before the beginning of time, and they move right in, anchor themselves nice and tight, and get ready for the long haul.

You’ve all either been the blacked-out drunk, smacked-out crackhead, meth’d-up methhead,  or witnessed the nodded-out heroin user – you know something takes over when that spirit flies the coop.

Something fucking dangerous, obnoxious, violent, filthy and disgusting can and often does, take over.  What a venerable cornucopia of a cycle of unending misery-energy!  The user uses, the demon gets bigger, the user comes down, the guilt sets in, the cycle is complete.  It starts right over again after every sleep cycle.  Nice, fat, juicy demons.  Depleted, possessed, no-longer-there, you.

I hate these things.  So should you.

Once they’re in, we all know, they are incredibly difficult to shake, and many of us have ultimately succumbed to the strength of these literal demons.


Ignore their great power at your own peril.  These demons are summoned by, in cahoots with, and manipulated by people who have the kinds of means depicted in the following movie, without the happy ending for you.  Don’t let your life turn into a version of the superb film that everyone in this community should get to know and love, The Game.

But!  If you take all precautions not to let these things near your spirit, you have eliminated an entire flank of the enemy’s advance strategy!

You can win that battle of the war.  It’s within your power to do.

You may be the one currently actively targeted – and struggling in silence.

You are not alone, and you are not powerless!

If you know that someone is being actively targeted and is in the middle of the struggle, shatter the wall of silence that keeps the predators predating!  Never tell an “authority” – keep it within the community and seek spiritual guidance with those whom have traveled a similar path!

The Council understands the delicate balance that must be struck when dealing with this issue, but silence kills.  Point to the problem, then turn your attention away from the victim long enough to find the fucking perpetrator, the dealer – that’s the influence that needs neutralized.

Further neutralize the dealer by turning your back on him completely, as if he doesn’t, never did, never will and never could – exist.

Because he can’t.  Without you.

Don’t give him you.

Until next time, keep your lights on, and shining bright.