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Google is garbage, and when you ask it to define usury, it immediately barfs up an LLM-powered definition that describes usury as “the illegal action or practice of lending money at unreasonably high rates of interest”. Notice the two softeners that attempt to mitigate the harshness of the term:

1. “illegal”
2. “unreasonably”

LLM-Google mentions Christian Bible talks about usury in three verses: Exodus 22:25, Leviticus 25:35-37, and Deuteronomy 23:19-20. Readers of the actual Bible know that it is mentioned and condemned far more often, including Psalm 15:

LORD, who shall abide in thy tabernacle? Who shall dwell in thy holy hill? He that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, and speaketh the truth in his heart. He that backbiteth not with his tongue, nor doeth evil to his neighbour, nor taketh up a reproach against his neighbour.

In whose eyes a vile person is condemned; But he honoureth them that fear the LORD. He that sweareth to his own hurt, and changeth not. He that putteth not out his money to usury, nor taketh reward against the innocent. He that doeth these things shall never be moved.

Pretty clear if you ask me. The question is not if LLM-Google is putting out misinformation, it is why the programmers behind the curtain are afraid of accurately defining usury. Aren’t they anti-Christian? What do they care? The facts on the ground are that the Bible condemns all usury, not just the “illegal” and “unreasonably high” interest kind, and so did Plato, Thomas Aquinas, Martin Luther, and the Muslim god of the Quran (2: 275, 3: 130). Usury is merely the lending of money with interest, meaning the party lending the money is charging something for it. The Bible and other anti-usury sources are clear: all usury is a problem.

Usury is the primary reason why Jews have been chased out of various sectors of Europe since before the Dark Ages. Among Jews, there is a belief that as long as money is lent to an outsider at interest and not another Jew, God is fine with it. The Bible verse cited in this regard is Leviticus 25:35-37, which says:

If any of your fellow Israelites become poor and are unable to support themselves among you, you must support them as you would a foreigner or a temporary resident, so they can continue to live among you. Do not take interest or any profit from them, but fear your God, so that they may continue to live among you. You must not lend them money at interest or sell them food at a profit.

This makes me wonder if and when the proto-Zionist term “fellow Israelites” was added in the King James era. Seems fishy. The Bible also condemns homosexuality in no uncertain terms as well as eating shellfish and pork, and that is what makes its anti-usury rhetoric easier to dismiss. In my own case, I don’t lend money, have sexual relationships with other women, or eat animal products, so I manage to naturally evade a great many Biblical prohibitions unless we are talking about wearing mixed fabrics, and there I am guilty as sin. As a non-Christian who is completely unafraid of the Christian concept of hell, I am also utterly uninterested in the Bible’s mountains of bad advice and I don’t consider it infallible or take it as the word of God, sight unseen. The Bible contains plenty of constructive advice amongst the rubble, and its words on usury are the good stuff.

What is unearned wealth?

We see the results of unearned wealth all around us all the time. Like frogs boiling in a stewpot, we are slowly being scalded to death by the karma of unearned riches. In my own case, I have recently financed a new car. There was no way in hell I could pay for it in cash — are you kidding? So now I am in hot water for the next 7 plus years to Toyota. I tried like hell to keep my old, paid off, 20 year old car running but at year 20 and 112,000 miles, poor Carla did not have any more life in her to give, so off to the junkyard she went.

Those of us who are not Epsteins and alleged baby-diddling college professors are debt slaves. Like my father before me, I will work until the day I die and like him, I will probably be in debt when I die. The only average people among us who are not debt slaves are the salary class, that group of individuals that get by on dividends from investments, stocks, and bonds. Grifter extraordinaire Robert Kiyosaki made his entire (squandered) fortune on telling people how they should get into the stock market, and he is nowhere near alone. Dave Ramsey, who claims to be an Evangelical Christian, props up his own investment advice with his Christian faith and lives the McMansion lifestyle when not flying around in his private jet.

The thought that has likely never crossed the mind of the Epsteins, Kiyosakis, Ramseys, and upper-middle class investors of the world that all wealth must be earned, and that when you enjoy wealth that you did not earn, it is technically stealing as the Bible implies. For all wealth comes at a price, and just because it is turned into ephemeral tokens known as money does not mean that the price goes away. I once tried to explain to an upper middle class friend of mine why the luxury “properties” sprouting up in his parents’ old neighborhood were a net drain on the environment and civilization as a whole. As the affluent, middle aged, liberal child of stockholder parents, he was not ready to hear what I said at the time. I pointed out that the fancy houses were raising the cost of living for everyone. Every time a luxurious mansion went in (and an entire block of them was built across the street) it meant that housing prices rose and the neighborhood and ones like it became unaffordable for people of more modest means. Not only did places like that cost the environment by displacing animals, using up trees, and poisoning waterways, they cost in gentrification.

Living the life of Riley is not free. When Jeff Bezos farts around in his superyacht, it is costly to both the environment and to all the underpaid workers who suffered to put him on that yacht.

The soul-level cost of unearned wealth

When you subsist on unearned wealth, there is a subtle, hidden, tiny presence within you that informs you are still subject to natural law, otherwise known as karma. Most choose to ignore this voice, kicking the can down the road in order to make believe that because there is no bill due right now, that it can be inevitably delayed. The gods are far more patient than we can understand, and in this particularly murky era of Meatworld, it feels like the hoarders of unearned wealth will not ever have to pay the price of their overspending.

I may be delusional, but I believe unearned wealth and its payment are like gravity. You cannot avoid it. The souls of those who wallow in wealth they did not earn are weighted and bound to the densest, worst part of material existence both now and in future incarnations. My thoughts are that Epstein, once he actually dies (he’s probably still alive in some Israeli subterranean city) will be reincarnated as a bed bug or some other lowly creature that must work its way up the long, slow ladder of evolution. It’s either that or his soul will be tied to a passing comet and he will be swept off to a cruel and unusual part of the cosmos. The best he could hope for is a human incarnation where he is likely to be used and abused until he develops the emotional sense not to do that. Despite the fact that Jeffrey Epstein may end up incarnated in the body of an abused infant, it is NOT OK to abuse infants, and it is extremely hubristic to claim that abused infants somehow must deserve it because they earned the karma in a past life. That may be true, but I could be wrong, and that is why I never make presumptions only a god could know.

The System that Jeffrey helped/helps to operate is all about unearned wealth. The first level of stealing is tricking a young woman into becoming a sex slave, which helped to satisfy Jeffrey’s insatiable etheric energy deficiency as well as ameliorating the boredom of his rich friends. The second level was to “harvest” her babies, either boy or girl, and literally eat them or rape them to death. The third level was indoctrination, which involved convincing the entire world that babies, toddlers, and adolescents are f**ktoys and that all women should strive to look like Lolita-children for the duration of their lifetimes. The third level also told men they were nothing unless they were investors and status mongers. Also, did you know that Epstein won the lottery twice?

All investments circle back to private equity

I know quite a few pleasant, sweet, upper middle class people who are genuinely good folks. They have no idea that their income — the money that buys their Trader Joe’s convenience meals and that pays the property taxes on their vacation home — comes from private equity firms like Blackrock and Apollo. Keep in mind that Leon Black, the CEO of Apollo Global Management, has been credibly accused of violently raping an 8 year old girl and biting her genitalia, and he apparently has a predilection for violent sexual assault of little girls. The philanthropist family man image seems to be pure mirage. Black has a soul to match his name, from the looks of things. My upper middle class friends would be horrified to know that their dividends came from the profiteering done on their behalf by Black and elites like him. Personally, I would rather starve than take a cent from the Leon Blacks of the world, and that is before the child rape comes into play. Private equity is the reason Millennials still live with their parents at age 40 and why the cost of food and other necessities keeps skyrocketing. Private equity’s whole business model is to vampirize the goodness of a product or service, enshittify it, bankrupt it and all the people who made it good, then offshore the profits as the beloved product or service is flushed down the memory hole forever. This model has been applied to everything from hamburgers to nursing homes.

The karma of unearned wealth

I will never invest in the stock market because I don’t want anything to do with unearned wealth. I would literally rather starve than make money off of stock market investments. If I ever win what I call the “intellectual property lottery”, meaning I somehow get rich writing a book about talking to your toilet or my obscure original music somehow starts appealing to people outside Hellenic polytheists and polytheist pagans, I will build libraries and soup kitchens. Unlike Dave Ramsey, I have no interest in private jets or McMansions, and I certainly will never make the time or effort to create a shady network of baby-eating kompromat like Jeffrey Epstein.

Despite the good works and charity of my upper middle class pals, I believe they will have to work to earn every single cent of unearned wealth that they got during their 20th/21st century lives, and that probably is going to mean many lifetimes of subsistence farming for some of them. I have nothing against subsistence farming, but I don’t wish to be relegated to it for several lifetimes as I would hope to have a little more autonomy. But more than fear of future consequences, it is the realization that someone else must earn it for me that keeps me from wanting unearned wealth in this lifetime.

Unearned wealth is a poisonous cycle. I identify three parts to the cycle:

1. Detachment from earning: stocks, bonds, lottery winnings, inheritances, profits from lending money, real estate, status lead to seeing oneself as above the hoi polloi
2. Etheric starvation: energy plane deficiency, lack of skills, mojo depletion
3. Hoarding: isolation, addiction to stuff or experiences, greed

Detachment

Unearned wealth brings with it a detachment from reality and mental blocks about how wealth comes to be. Gaining it is seen as a kind of mastery, and those who attain unearned wealth learn to see themselves as masters. Humans who do not possess as much wealth are reframed as servants. There is no connection made between the fact the “servant’s” life got crappier as the “master’s” life got better because of the unearned wealth transfer. The best recent example of this was the Covid debacle of 2020-2023, when wealth was transferred upward and the comfortable classes called themselves virtuous while ordering UberEats and watching Netflix as people lost their livelihoods and their relatives died alone in ICUs as nurses danced for TikTok.

The rallying cry of unearned wealth is “I’m bored!”, and you will hear it from both them and their children. When you have enough unearned wealth, you lose all skills, whether it is the ability to sweep your own floor, cook your own meals, or to be contented by a quiet Friday night at home with a mug of hot tea and a good book. If you’re not jetting off to Nepal or Martinique, you’re a dullard. If you don’t hang out with big names, you are a nobody. Nothing satisfies. That is why Epstein and Maxwell created honey traps of drugs and sadism for men and women who could not get off unless there was a Satanic ritual involving herculean amounts of drugs, torture, and undocumented immigrant children involved. Eating a newborn’s intestines while he or she was still alive is the foregone conclusion for a set of people who cannot be sated by normal human activities and hobbies. Instead of learning how to make do with one’s own energy, the unearned wealth ghoul steals energy from others, and nobody has more life energy than a child.

Etheric starvation

When you get accustomed to not earning your daily bread, etheric starvation sets in at an acute level. The most common forms this tends to take are autoimmune disorders such as diabetes, rheumatoid arthritis, lupus, and dementia. Travel by automobile or airplane also strips the etheric or energy body, and rich travel compulsively. Another cause of etheric starvation is the lack of appreciation for things and people in their lives. Unappreciated items and spaces create thankless energy, and that energy trickles down to the etheric (it’s one level above smell) and becomes calcified and stiff, hence the snobby and harsh vibe of certain rich people.

Hoarding

When comfort is excessive, it becomes isolation. The luxury bedroom suite with its double sink bathroom and its rubbed bronze drenching showerhead becomes a padded cell. Nobody can keep up, and the ones who can are child-eating ghouls whose idea of a party involves pools of blood and cleanups that require tanks of hydrochloric acid. What once seemed like security is unveiled as pure, unadulterated greed.

Stuff, when taken for granted and allowed to multiply like one of Dave Ramsey’s status markers, becomes an addiction. Before you know it, it is a monkey on your back and getting rid of it is about as easy as finding your way out of the Collyer brother’s brownstone. Amass enough stuff and the only dopamine that will come will be contingent upon amassing more. As I say in Sacred Homemaking, stuff is a bunch of relationships, and if you are a compulsive polyamorist, it is going to eat you alive. Once again, we see the results of hoarding addiction all around us — storage centers teem with unloved collections of crap, all of which is paid for in good, hard cash. The fear of losing this crap means that some buildings and collections of junk will only be pried from the cold, dead hands of those who currently lay claim to it right now.

No freaking thanks

If unearned wealth is your thing, I imagine this article is fairly offensive to you. Aww, too bad, so sad. Please go ahead and cry into several hundred dollar bills. For those looking for a Gotcha!, of course I have plenty of them. I once chased unearned wealth and thought I might like to enjoy more of it. There is no way of avoiding unearned wealth — every time I wear my favorite soft pajama pants, which were made in China most likely by some enslaved woman or child, that is me taking part in the unearned wealth I claim to abhor. The best I can do to remedy my own errors is to make an effort not to partake in unearned wealth now that I know a little better.

Ellen Degenere’s co-producer, DJ tWitch, otherwise known as Stephen Boss, died under exceedingly suspicious circumstances in 2022 when he was only 40 years old. Before his death, which ruled a suicide, Boss claimed that Ellen had eaten over 12,000 pizzas in her lifetime. “Pizza” is known pedophile code for “little girl”. Ellen’s eponymous, now-cancelled television show featured a set that was an eerie replica of Epstein’s Little St. James Island. She was photographed wearing the image of a red face that is rumored to reference Frazzled.rip. She was best pals with Sean Diddy Combs.

Boss had not expressed suicidal thoughts before his death, was the proud father of three children, and apparently loved his life. Ellen’s ex-girlfriend Anne Heche, who was filmed trying to climb off a morgue-bound gurney after she crashed her car into the house of an otherwise sleepy suburb. In 2022, Anne finished a movie about human trafficking, Girl in Room 13, and was dead before the movie was released. Further back in Ellen’s history, her first lesbian lover (long before Ellen publicly came out), Kat Perkoff, died in a freak car accident where her car was split in half.

What are the chances?

Name dropping is now out of fashion

We all know someone who name drops famous and influential people. Now that the fancy people have been exposed as cannibal ghouls, suddenly it doesn’t seem so cool to say you got Tom Hank’s autograph or that you hung out with Norwegian royalty. If I were more of a confrontational person, I might relish the next time some clout-chasing acquaintance tried to impress me with reports of her latest celebrity sighting or handshakes with political bigwigs. I might snidely ask her if she was concerned about kuru contagion. If I had no class at all, I would inquire what she would do if she was actually invited to become one of the celebrity slave class and if she realized those people are often roofied only to wake up in a strange room with aching orifices and mutilations where nobody can see. I would ask if she realized that the entrees served at their fancy blackmail dinner parties were along the lines of Char-Grilled Toddler Tenderloin with Baby Intestine Confit and Breast of Pre-Teen with Bang-Bang “Chicken” Lollipops? Would she be enjoying those meals with some fava beans and a nice Chianti?

11 years ago, I damaged my reputation by openly talking about Frazzled.rip, Skippy, and a host of other Pizzagate/Wikileaks related topics only to be dismissed and ridiculed. I did not want to be right. Now, much like in the case of the Covid vaccinations, I find myself delivering the bitterest of messages: “I told you so.”

I’m not even mad, bro

I suppose I have reason to be outraged. I was right, I stood against vaccination and still stand against it. Everyone except the outlying fringe who refused to take the shots did not suspect the global cabal, despite Gates, Fauci, et. m throwing it in our faces all these years that they hated us and wanted us only as slaves or dead. Epstein and pals plotted the Covid plandemic in the Epstein files circa 2015. I was right; Covid was not real and it was never a threat. It was a psyop.

Covid hysteria ended my dream to die running a business in a commercial space. My husband and I worked like dogs for many years so I could operate my self-made teaching business in a professional setting. We managed to keep it operational for 13 years. Covid hysteria shut us down and taught us the hard way that the masses (at least not the ones in our local area) cannot be trusted to stand against tyranny. Nearly everyone in my area got the shot. Upwards of 90 percent cucked to the fake MRNA vaccination mandates. My entire family got it. People who I have always known to vote Republican got it. Some got it for their pets. It was disgusting.

They were the ones who rolled over, yet my husband and I were the ones who got screwed. Nevertheless, we were the lucky ones. We didn’t end up homeless because a vaccine Karen had to have her way with our bodies. We did not end up with immune collapse, heart attacks or turbo-cancer because of the Safe & Effective™ vaccine.

All of those who lived provisionally for the Covid vaccines should thank their lucky stars they did not get the Apocalypse they lusted after. They are now the ones saddled with lifelong immune disabilities and ticking time bombs. Those who wished harm on others while virtue signaling about their own vaccinations are in the most trouble — the real ticking time bomb is not one of physical maladies. Meatworld is temporary, highly transient, and nobody gets out of here alive. Early death is neither here nor there. Nope, it’s the “ripple in the pond” consequences that should have the vaccinated worried, and that is why it has never been important to differentiate oneself via daily spiritual work, whether vaccinated or not.

Don’t Kill Bill

If Bill Gates was captured, stripped naked, and given to me strapped into a dentist’s chair with several bone saws, a briefcase full of piano wire, and assorted drills and pliers, I would not engage my natural instincts and resurrect the Inquisition on his supine body. I am not saying I would let him go, but I would not torture him. No, instead I would briefly explain to him that the souls and the guardians of those he had harmed would find him again and again until he figured out why we should not willingly harm other beings. I would tell him if he was lucky, he would be reincarnated into another human vessel with opportunities to make the same mistakes all over again, but that other things were also possible. I would also tell him that because his vibration is extremely low, he would be sitting in that vibration in what people call “hell” whether or not he was reincarnated. I would then take out the trash quickly and efficiently in a way that ensured he could never be brought back into physical existence. I would enjoy it.

People don’t like admitting that revenge is better than any drug. Revenge is the satisfaction of anger as an intention. They don’t like thinking of themselves as angry or vengeful. I know myself to be both angry and vengeful, and much of my personal healing journey has been to admit I have extremely dark instincts and that I am a recovering addict from anger that I wallowed in during past lifetimes. Once an addict, always an addict does not mean recovery is not possible. I am a recovered addict, but instead of quaffing vodka or shooting myself up with heroin, I once got off on anger. There is no way I could have overcome my addiction for even one minute if I never admitted it was there.

Do you ever notice how smug the so-called elites look in pictures and videos? Jeffrey Epstein, Ghislaine Maxwell, various Rothschilds, Peter Nygard, Anthony Fauci, Marina Abramovich — all of them wear a perpetual Mona Lisa smile that says “I know everything and you know nothing”. Our vengeance could have them up to their necks in an alligator pond and they would still wear poop-eating grins. They simply do not believe they will have consequences, and because I could be wrong, it is possible they will not have consequences.

If we went on a Fourth Reich bender and rounded up the entire Tribe of Cain and Cain-adjacents and slaughtered them all, there would be another set of odious ghouls to take the throne before the blood was dry on the first cutting blade. Humans are not as smart as they would like to believe themselves to be. We think we can stop war with more war.

Let’s you and him fight

The same idiots who wore masks while alone in the car and who currently lack the mojo to wash the dirty dishes in the sink or to mow the lawn at reasonable intervals are now insisting that “we” exact vigilante justice upon the Satanic cabal of elite cannibals that runs the world. The puppies of war are barking about Pizzagate on TikTok as if leaked in October of 2026 instead of October 2016. They missed the bus, yet they think they are driving it. Now that the nefarious, tunnel dwelling perverts of the Tribe of Cain have been turned into the outrage du jour, just censored enough to serve as the latest course of bread and circuses, they’re all bleating about how “we” are not mad enough. These goddamned cowards are the same crew that took the vaccines, having ignored and shouted down the same conspiracy facts people like me tried to warn them about for more than a decade. Perhaps had they listened to our warnings about the creepy globalist cabal 11 years ago, when Wikileaks narrowly prevented Hillary “Human Safari1” Clinton and pals from being elected, we might have also avoided Donald “Tentpole2” Trump and the entire MRNA vaccine debacle and its attendant upward-gushing wealth transfer from the middle class to the 1 percent, plus the current suite of hot and cold wars he was supposedly allergic to when he was still a presidential candidate.

The sheeple ergonomic computer chair armies are now advocating for violence against the cabal, with hordes of Benzo-addicted, filler-cheeked, Chablis-benighted feminists screeching “Where are the men???” The same ladies who insist they can do anything a man can do, only better, refuse to abandon their pristine single girl apartments (where the toilet seat is never left up and socks always make it right side out into the hamper) to go to war on behalf of the poor, abused children. No, this set of Cluster-B retards marches against ICE, failing to understand Biden’s entire administration was a grift to ship as many dark-skinned children into the US as possible so they could be stripped of their identities and vampirized for adrenochrome in military bunkers and underneath the Getty museum. Trump, for all his failings, has apparently put a temporary kibosh on some of that stuff, or so we think.

Anyway, it’s suddenly a man’s job and his alone (also to be financed with his money and supplied with his ammo) to sacrifice himself for the cause of avenging the sacrificed and abused children. Never mind that it’s not just The Patriarchy that enables cannibal child rape parties. The sickest part of the dark web is not possible without the compliance of a significant faction women who hand over their children to be abused or abuse them on their own.

There was a guy on TikTok saying how if he saw one of these elite freak kid diddlers that he would happily mete out vengeance on the spot, taking out the garbage for all of us. He was not afraid to go to prison. I wish I had commented. I would have said, “Don’t waste yourself, please. We need you for other things.”

I will be discussing those other things in a future essay.