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Swiss Miss Returns - Enthused Enamoured Evasive

Swiss Miss Returns - Enthused Enamoured Evasive

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Published by Angelina Lazar
Well, don't ask...
I don't really know WHY I wrote this today.
It seems the ever influential Switzerland is just around the corner once again, and it's time I make my return visit.

I remember people found me a breath of fresh air in that stodgy place of such fastidious proprieties. I remember also I needed to sever them off from my mind in order for me to enjoy myself there. I just said to myself: "No problem for me! I work with the international business elite, and that's that!", thereby, making the Swiss-factor a non-factor. And all of a sudden, I could ENJOY myself!

Yes.
I had to TRAIN my mind to ENJOY what the Swiss, themselves, are not able to . . . all too often. All too ominously often . . . .

Voila. . . .
If you haven't been to Switzerland: believe me, this is a SNAPSHOT no one else will give you so UTTERLY VIVIDLY and PRECISELY!

I can just imagine how much they'll love me for this.
But SO BE IT!
WHAT'CH'YA GONNA' DO?! . . . .

Best & God Bless!
+ + +
xo~A
Well, don't ask...
I don't really know WHY I wrote this today.
It seems the ever influential Switzerland is just around the corner once again, and it's time I make my return visit.

I remember people found me a breath of fresh air in that stodgy place of such fastidious proprieties. I remember also I needed to sever them off from my mind in order for me to enjoy myself there. I just said to myself: "No problem for me! I work with the international business elite, and that's that!", thereby, making the Swiss-factor a non-factor. And all of a sudden, I could ENJOY myself!

Yes.
I had to TRAIN my mind to ENJOY what the Swiss, themselves, are not able to . . . all too often. All too ominously often . . . .

Voila. . . .
If you haven't been to Switzerland: believe me, this is a SNAPSHOT no one else will give you so UTTERLY VIVIDLY and PRECISELY!

I can just imagine how much they'll love me for this.
But SO BE IT!
WHAT'CH'YA GONNA' DO?! . . . .

Best & God Bless!
+ + +
xo~A

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This has been a pattern, I have seen. Most are agents who I deal with at this level, I have found. Theyve lost theirhumanity, lost their virtue, lost their ability to connect personally. They are robotic and virtually have no soul;theyre of another race, another breed, another creed, ever doing another deed They turned into somethingelse, and
are
no more.
Especially, the Swiss:
they are a programmed race, Ive concluded. It is the country of the illuminati, there is nodoubt in my mind. Superficial eyes cannot see this.
But it is so
Their people resemble more robots than actualpeople amidst all the nationalities of the earth. It is their
country of choice.
Where they harbour their wealth andkeep it away from prying eyes so as to organize themselves compactly and succinctly in a controlled state with apre-programmed agenda. One that is theirs, and theirs for all the world. It is a police state: where they operateglobally from this very pretty central hub. This is where the global private banking headquarters finds its abode. Itis where all the international institutions are based, entrenched, poised and prepared to serve the New WorldOrder. No wonder they frown over foreigners as they feel superior to any and all of them. They have been trainedand programmed to think and act this way. Reptilians, illuminati and masons abound in this small country of bigheads. No wonder I dont like these people much. They are
void of life, void of spirituality, void of God, yea, void of virtue
 
 They are money-centered, egocentric, extremely selfish, inordinately arrogant. Everything revolves around theirmoney: the money which they unfairly earned, thinking all prerogative and privileges are theirs for that taking.And
take,
they
do
. But where there is no money, they squash those beings, ridicule them, stamp them out so thatthey will always remain non-factors - if only it were up to them, if only there were no God above. And this they doso as not to waste their unimportant time which they would rather wile away amongst themselves, speaking
would-be nothings,
thinking they are veritable
somethings.
 They are not a real people - without real justifiable emotions, without essential godly virtue, without innate true joy. Lifeless and listless, they are paranoid in a quiet sort of way. Never stepping out of line for any single solitaryinstance. O, no; everything is so contrived and programmed, working like an exact Swiss watch in painfulsynchronous motions, it boggles the mind people could live in such a staged fashion, so oblivious to Life and theLiving. The stakes are high; the punishment even greater if they conform not and submit not o, so perfectly.
Noworries there.
They shall never step out of line. O, no, not they! For even that was programmed within them, incase the ghastly thought emerged; and so, another trigger was put into place, only this one, internal, which kicksin and steps up to the plate to take over if ever they had a spiritual revelation to enlighten them they are on thewrong path, not the one that leads to Salvation. And so, you see, they live perfectly.
Perfectly lifelessly. . .
And amongst all the seemingly perfect beauty: amongst the valleys and the mountains, the myriad of lakes nadmini-lakes upon which is situated their perfect au couture landscaping, draped upon an already perfect naturallandscape, which none of them will ever enjoy as please: they are not programmed to do so; therefore, theconception doth not exist
(end of story; stick in a period make that an exclamation mark; exit right, curtainsdown; next scene begins).
The veriest life has been siphoned out of them for the sake of 
money and power.
Andso, they know only their assignments, timed to the very, very minute. All other time does not exist for them, andso they wile it away. For all other time for them is
down-time,
where they make certain to do nothing at all of anyimportance. The other times
(the up-times)
and
only 
times that count, they feel they are all-important gods uponthe earth, creating
th
eir own order, way and being
, secretly enslaving the masses.
I
ronically, though, they lost the higher order of all, the only Way, their very being. . .
 
 All other 
peoples do not exist for them as any significant factors in this life; for them, they are but monetary,economic, financial and political infidels on a micro, macro and global level. And this unceasing quiet underlying
 
animosity towards all those outside their own circles thickens the air with this, their pulsating emanating energy,wrapped in a coat of ultra-arrogance and boastful pride, with all their puffed up states and egocentricity,ostentatious behaviours, exacting mannerisms and bizarrely inhumane thought patterns, you can almost cut itwith a knife. It is that thick a spiritual heavy dark and invisibly opaque fog they live in and abide by. No wonderthey never see anything
 , or at least, as it really is.
 They are not their real selves, but programmed into something
other,
something very
other.
And so for all us other 
others: just know,
they were never that which we are, although pretend to be...They are contrived.- Programmed how to think and what to do.And what fits not into their scheme fits not into their mind.The best thing, I think for Switzerland would be for their conductors to run their trains purposely tens of secondslate, even a daring minute and a half or so
(but lets not time it);
for their watchmakers to willfully allow some of their finest creations defects with which to puncture their perfect synchronicities over the very very decades andpedantic, fastidious painstaking Swiss centuries; for them to allow even their chocolate to freely exhibit some darkspots in the odd bar here and there; and for the odd village to grow imperfect flowers in not such opaque andvibrant colours! Maybe then, they would begin to open up their eyes to human possibilities and a joyfulspontaneity they are void of in their natural - excuse me -
contrived 
state. Maybe then, they could begin to smellthe roses if theyd only simply allow them to grow wildly in lieu of perfectly pruning them on time in their mostexacting seasons; and perhaps they would best be off to go ahead and just allow some weeds to grow amidsttheir perfectly manicured gardens and perfectly tilled land and perfectly mowed greener than green and super

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