I Hate This
Posted this on a personality type web site:
This may seem afield from an INFJ topic, but if you read all of it I think you’ll see the connection.
I hate this. I don’t want to think about it, but I can’t stop thinking about it. This information has screwed and is screwing with my head, which does not need any additional screws rattling around in it, if you get my drift.
It makes my stomach feel hollow sometimes; like when I’m terrified; my Fight or Flight system kicks in, but Flight is impossible, and Fight looks futile.
I wish I didn’t know.
But I do. And nothing is ever going to change it.
The question now is: what do I do?
Talking about it with most people is not only fruitless, it’s downright counterproductive. Within fifteen seconds of mentioning this I see the body language: the averted gaze, the held breath, the feet suddenly pointing away as if preparing to flee an assailant. By all measures of logic, I am speaking logically, but this logic is logic of the damned. Step near it, and its implications begin to pull like a Black Hole. Hm. No wonder people’s denial response wins 99% of the time.
Yet there is no ignoring it. Once this information has penetrated your defenses, you will never be capable of seeing the world as you have up until this point. You can try to ignore it or forget it, but it will always gnaw itself back into your consciousness. There is no escaping the implications.
If you’re still reading this, you’re probably curious: what in God’s name could he be talking about?
Here’s my advice: Run.
Close this page now. Forget you ever read this.
I am not an expert in any of the fields of study required to fully comprehend this matter. I’m just a guy with a broad Liberal Arts education and a B.A. The graduate work I’ve done was in Theatre, Acting to be specific. So there, that should do it. You should also know that many experts in relevant fields of study emphatically disagree with what I’m about to tell you.
You must be crazy.
Why would you want to know something that would disturb you so profoundly that you will never, ever, be the same? Well, if you’re anything like me, you just prefer knowing over ignorance. Even when it means becoming a stranger in a strange (and getting stranger all the time) land, knowing the truth about something is ultimately more liberating and empowering than muddling along in ignorance, no matter how painful that truth is.
Dr. Niels Harrit, Professor of Chemistry at the University of Copenhagen says this about nanothermite, and the contention by some that it could have been formed in the smoldering ruins of 9/11 by gypsum, rust, aluminum and paint etc. :
~ If you tossed some sulpher, glass particles, and phosphorous into a fire, would you expect that to produce a box of matches?
Of course not. The idea is preposterous. It is equally preposterous to think that such a highly engineered substance could be formed from materials in the World Trade Center ruins. Yet it was there, in enormous quantity. What was it doing there? How did it get there?
I am profoundly disappointed in most people I know. The vast majority have neither the science education nor the intellectual and spiritual courage to confront the devastating reality of tons of unignited nanothermite chips in the WTC dust.
Nanothermitic materials are engineered only in classified military/contractor labs. This material can be made to behave in very different ways, from explosives, to incendiaries. We have never seen what we saw on 9/11/01. When the building demolitions we have seen happen, we hear C4 and Semtex, TNT and shaped charges, high explosives, going off. If we don’t hear those high explosives, then most people assume they are not seeing an explosive event. Yet there are explosives which do not produce the massive BOOM we’re accustomed to hearing. They are highly energetic, and extremely destructive nonetheless. That’s really, really hard to believe, isn’t it?
So that’s it.
Tons of military grade nanothermite was in the World Trade Center towers before they were hit by airplanes.
When you watch footage of them beginning to fall, notice that they are turning into very, very fine dust in mid-air. Even before gravity has a chance to crush anything: powder, powder, powder, powder . . .
If, knowing this, you can live your life in ho-hum peace, then I envy you.
But I have to do something with this information: teach, exhort, encourage people to use their own good minds, especially those with chemistry and physics study under their belt.
This has become so much a part of me that I can’t imagine living my life without this knowledge near the forefront of my mind. Being INFJ (The Counselor/Protector) I am gripped with the need to advocate . . . for those who lost family and friends that day, for those who have lost their lives fighting the “War on Terror” --- given birth by 9/11; for those who were living in Iraq and Afghanistan, hundreds of thousands of civilians, many of them children, now dead.
I notice that INFJ’s tend to be smart; not just in a book-smart way, but a way which allows us to think for ourselves more than most. I’m guessing that we are less susceptible to brainwashing and disinformation programming, which is exactly what happened after 9/11: we were told by all the major news networks that the culprits had already been identified, and that we should all get on board with plans (which were in place well before 9/11/01) to invade Iraq and Afghanistan because (in Iraq’s case) they harbored biological weapons of mass destruction (a lie: no such weapons were ever found) and in Afghanistan’s case, that they were harboring Osama Bin Laden, who is on the FBI Most Wanted List, but not in connection to 9/11. When asked why, the FBI said that they have no evidence connecting Bin Laden to 9/11! WTF???
I’ve gotten used to people lambasting me for putting this out there, so I won’t be surprised if an INFJ group blasts me for posting this here, but it is very relevant to INFJ’s: we are often ahead of the herd. And I believe that we have a responsibility to engage those who are perpetuating the lies responsible for so much suffering.
“A time comes when silence is betrayal.”
Martin Luther King, INFJ