State of Man, Man of State

State of Man, Man of State

by Jon Rappoport

April 7, 2015


Someone came down and took a tour of the planet. This was after the collapse and the chaos and the ascendance of new gods and it was after the renaissance of the old gods and their destruction as well. Someone came down and toured the landscapes.

The landscapes were made of the material of the bodies and brains and minds and memories and thoughts of the old inhabitants. The landscapes were made of their passive indifference and their whining and complaining and their beliefs that nothing could be done to change the course of history, but of course history is always in flux.

Someone came down and explored and investigated the depth of the old inhabitants’ acquiescence. Someone came down and explored their acceptance of things as they were. Someone examined their final willingness to be absorbed into the mass, the group, and to develop a steady-state amnesia about their own individual power to create something far, far different from the collective space-time machine they came to call Love, at the very last, at the very last moments before the collapse.

He made notes and returned to the place from which he came…

THE STATE wants to take you into the great glob
The Velveeta cosmic glut

THE STATE loves you and wants to put you in a cradle and play quiet music and bring down the stars and put them in your hand
IT wants you to do nothing because nothing is easy
IT wants you to think nothing and listen to your mind scraping against itself like a worn wheel

Just read words
Just read words
Just read words
And let them sink, let them sink to the bottom of the well where they drop out of sight

Go on as if nothing has happened
Nothing has happened
It was all an illusion

The buildings will take you in
The offices will take you in
The workers will take you in
Go on as if nothing has happened

Look at the wooden face of the President
Look at the wooden faces of the Congress
Look at the wooden faces of the Supreme Court Justices
Look at the wooden faces of the FBI
Look at the wooden face of God

Nothing has happened
It was all an illusion
A long time ago something may have happened
But since then the quiet has increased

THE STATE has taken over
How could it have been any other way
There is absolutely nothing to worry about
There is everything to worry about
But they are equal
They are the same
champions of equilibrium
There is nothing
Gigantic and dangerous
Waiting for you to invent it
There is nothing you need to do
THE STATE and THE UNIVERSE will take care of you in a great ice cream park

power outside the matrix

The sand on the beach will grind down into water and the water will turn into sand in the job called the mind

That is your job achieving a great equality of mind

And occasionally in the middle of the night
You can shout
What can we do
What can we do
What can we do
What can we do

And you can expect an answer

And you can listen
And listen
And listen

And then you can discover inch by inch that contrary to everything you believe you are talking
To yourself

Not anyone else
No one else
Nothing else

That was all an illusion

Your hand reaching out in the darkness
Is a hand of entreaty, an old-master hand
A hand pleading
Your case

And then the fingers curl
And you feel
Coming up through your spine
The unwanted electricity of a heroic gesture

Which according to the library of all facts is entirely obsolete
It would be mad to feel it
It would be a betrayal
A mark of insanity
A thousand mile an hour roll of the dice

It would be
taken without consultation
destroying the symmetry of

Destroying the blank face on the blank building in the blank city

These are the mantras:
You are nothing
You make nothing
You invent nothing

You accept what
spools you out
A long thread in a dead loom

You accept that all words are dead before they are spoken
You quietly know all there is to know

You are Citizen

Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free emails at or OutsideTheRealityMachine.

8 comments on “State of Man, Man of State

  1. Gary Beer says:

    Sounds like the tides of Mars and our surrounding imploded Solar System, remember not to forget the past

  2. From Québec says:

    The Space, the Magician, and the Man of Science

    From Québec says:
    February 12, 2015 at 5:52 pm

    It took the Men of Science centuries and centuries to build this huge Castle Prison. Brick by brick, day and night, haunted with each little detail, looking for the finest and most resistant material available, leaving nothing to chance.

    Obsessed to make the Castle-Prison so secure, that nobody could ever escape from it, they built it so gigantic, that it could be seen throughout the whole universe.

    The gable reached the moon, and the electric new death fence, around it, was dangerously grazing the stars

    But, it only took a minute and one man’s imagination (the Magician) to bring the castle down

    When it tumbled to the ground, all that was left was useless particles of a forgotten pseudo tyrannical scientific era.

    The whole universe felt a huge relief, the stars, especially, threatened by the electric death fence.

    Following this major event, Earth soon became the most pleasant planet to live in and to visit. Everything was possible on Earth. Lately, we even won the award for the most advance creative planets in the universe.

    Prosperity, liberty, health, innovation, science, technology, art and imagination, had reached a point that was never to be exceeded by any other planets before.

    Visitors from Venus were the first one to come and see for themselves this sudden incredible breakthrough. Then visitors from every evolved Galaxy were planning their vacation in this new paradise, called Earth. Some even sent their children to learn from us.

    Humans who had lived in slavery since the beginning of dawn were finally let loose with their imagination who knows no bounds.


    I am reposting my text here, because I believe that Jon, is a sort of a Magician who is trying to wake-up people’s imagination to change this World we live in. My only hope is that people will seriously listen to his word of wisdom

  3. Dimitri says:

    “You accept that all words are dead before they are spoken
    You quietly know all there is to know.”

    Words and knowledge are dead to the person who has been trained to ignore his own consciousness while learning. Just memorize and conceptualize. The mind is merely the container of knowledge. Train the little students to suppress their consciousness and they will grow up to be good citizens.

  4. Michael Burns says:

    You been talkin some bat shit crazy stuff off late…that’s a good thing.
    When one feels crazy, you have to go with it, get in that water and bath with it.
    Surf it like a big wave…nothing like opening the floodgates of the imagined.
    Whoah…thats some crazy.
    All the boogeyman fall out, of journalism head.
    And if your an artist, well yer singin sum songs now, good songs…he left her and s…dam can’t get that song outta my head.
    Anyway, I use to do this little exercise to help with imagination and to also help with getting back to me. Instead of what everybody wants me to be.
    I would remember something from by early life, say a situation I was in when I was a schoolboy in Belfast. Or my early life when I first came to Canada.
    And then I would concentrate on the memory, make it fuller, filling in all the missing details of the memory. What day of the week it was, was it sunny, rainy. Was it winter, summer. Was I happy, sad. I would make the memory as full as possible, and when I couldn’t remember anything else, then I would start to remember a earlier memory…but it had to be at a younger age than the first memory. And then repeat the process of filling in the details.
    Complete details, as full a memory as is possible. And then then repeat the process again and again. Going futher and further back in my past. What is the purpose of this exercise? Well…there’s a surprise ending.
    Gets you in touch with yourself; revs up that imagination. Heals the past.

  5. From Québec says:

    Bob Dylan The Times They Are A Changin’ 1964 .

  6. From Québec says:

    Excerpt from the song ” Shipwrecked in the eighties

    “When they proved something wrong
    you believed in so long you go crazy
    And you’re so close to foldin’ the cards
    that you hold in your hand”
    -Kris Kristofferson

    I personnaly believe that the major card you hold in your hands is your IMAGINATION.

    Kris Kristofferson – Shipwrecked in the eighties (Breakthrough, 1989) .

  7. Jackie ONeil says:

    Yes the times are changing but I believe we the people are truly winning, have no particular reson to add too this except a very strong belief that we all shall return too our conciensious reality and realize we have been duped, lied to, taken advantage of for long enough and it is now time for the positive change, thanks.

  8. Ivan K. says:

    I have to say, this kind-of-poem phenomenally resonates with me.

    When I wake up in the morning I write about my dreams. One of these days, I could have written the above stuff, virtually verbatim.

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