The damage charities do can no longer be overlooked or brushed under the carpet.

Top-down charity has become a staple here in the US, and even abroad.  Top Down Charity is where despicable folks use an outside charity to mask their true character.

Often, it's a hollow gesture, one that only extends to the point of necessity in order to secure the proper look the celebrity is going for.

Most celebrities will claim to be a farmer just because their parents and grandparents toiled on a farm their entire lives trying to eek out a modest living for themselves and their families, while they themselves can't do anything more than take a few uncomfortable photos with some unsuspecting animals.

Still, they will proclaim - and folks who want to believe in something good will go along with it.

These wealthy 'elite' claim to have personal reasons for whichever charity they use as an umbrella to hide and protect them from revealing who they really are deep down.

It's as old as Rome itself, and probably older, this ploy to win the hearts and minds of folks, by being seen kissing babies and holding animals - all while working a deceitful tyranny behind the scenes.

As an accountant, I was asked more than once to find ways to hide and obfuscate income.  My first experience with it was at Six Pack Shortcuts in Austin, Texas, working for Daniel Rose and his business partner, I forget his name now.  Several meetings were called for me to go over their various 'legal' options to keep more of their money tax free.  At the time Six Pack Shortcuts was the number 1 YouTube fitness channel in the world.

Charitable LLCs, as it turns out, is one of the top ways celebrities hide and shuffle money.  (Just like Ashton Kutcher and Thorn - from what I understand, so far they have brought in $21 million of which $18 million went to pay staff salaries - and now their facial recognition software is being sold on the open market.  Not that it ever saved trafficked kids, as they tried to tell us it did in their marketing spin.)

I quit Six Pack Shortcuts shortly thereafter, as it became increasingly clear they were not going to run the business above board, even with their supplement line.

Mind you, it was no small thing for me to quit, as I hadn't any money to my name at the time, and I was already feeling serious ill after-effects of my mommy-make-over (a tummy tuck and breast implant) surgery. 

You see, I was allergic to the implants, and had a constant infection near my umbilicus because the surgeon used metal staples even though she'd been told I was highly allergic to stainless steal and nickle.

No doubt she has a charity she donates to which she thinks makes up for her incompetence.

And isn't that the whole problem in a nutshell? 

Celebrities and other folks with power continually seek to overshadow their lack of responsibility, accountability, and integrity, by simply giving to charities - most often as loudly and as vociferously as possible.

And then there are the covert narcs, like Keanu Reeves, who swears he's one of the only good guys in Hollywood, because he lets leak out his large donations to children with cancer. 

Yet WAY MORE kids die here in the US due to firearms than cancer - and who makes most of his money selling apathetic violence and justified white male rage???  Keanu Reeves.

Gaslighting is when folks repeat over and over how much a hero Mr. Reeves is - all while he is actively exploiting the very worst of our society, actively putting more and more people in danger.

His silence on gun violence - while feeding well documented money to children with cancer - - is gaslighting.  And it is disgusting.

(The fact we need charities to cover children with cancer - while we send trillions overseas to help kill even more people - is another topic all together, and one I will no doubt get to soon.)

The fact is, under today's oligarchy rule, We The People have given all of our power away to despicable folks who use desperate OR despicable charities to present to the populous an image that is at least some-what tolerable.

I mean... really... is there a single male actor, director, or producer who knows how to tell a story without violence?  Without white male rage?

Diddy hid in plain sight, forgiven a thousand blatant slip-ups, because charities allowed him to hide his true nature.  To obscure his true intent.

By allowing a person who has done nothing of actual merit to use the desperation of other folks to further their careers we are telling EVERYONE that our morals are for sale.

The truth is, Keanu Reeves has contributed to the apathetic violence that has taken over our society, taken over everyone's conditioned programming, way more than he has contributed to saving kids from cancer.

The cancer on our society is men like Keanu, who use trickery, gaslighting, and silence to kill as many dreams and hopes as possible.

Guns don't kill kids, it's the isolation, the mental conditioning, the lack of belonging in a society that is chock full of rageful, angry, viscous millionaire men.

Other celebrities are equally guilty, as they push their intoxicants down all of their fans' throats.  Every single celebrity has their own liquor brand now, because they are all complicit in the intentional exploitation and downfall of our society.

While good people struggle to keep their kids sober in a society that constantly tells them the only way to have fun is by imbibing, the folks we pay to entertain us are working diligently against us, trying their best to indoctrinate our kids into a society where morals don't matter, that the only thing that matters is the constant up-selling and subsequent profiting from ruining lives.

Hollywood has not been a free market since before the 50s, it is controlled by a small handful of folks who decided long ago what kinds of people get promoted, what kinds of stories get told. 

Hollywood is a tool of indoctrination and conditioning and little else.  And we have all stood by and clapped.

Because of the thousands of voices telling us 'But... they give to kids with cancer'.

When you step back from it - after a bit - after your eyes refocus - it's plain as day.  Right there in your face.

Their actions don't match their words.

My alcoholic ex-husband used to love to use the cliche "The road to hell is paved with good intentions" as a way to get out of acting right in the first place.  To his mind he was gonna go to hell no matter what, so he might as well earn his passage there.

Personally, I just think he's evil.

(Evil = willing to harm others for personal gain. Just like the hero nurse in Knives Out, BWT)

However, I see there is some truth to what he was saying, now... now that I've been exposed to the actual actions these so-called celebrities make.

You see... charities that allow horrendous people to hide behind them (while possibly mostly motivated by good intentions) are actively paving their own road to hell.

Not because some deity will condemn them.

Rather, because the more this type of cover up is normalized, the more it is a common thing, the fewer decent, moral, upstanding folks will exist in the world. 

Eventually this behavior would lead us all to hell.

And I think we can all see it now... with Diddy... and all of his accomplices. 

How he bathed in the light of charity all while openly destroying people's lives.

Are the charities to blame? 

Yeah. 

They are. 

And we all need to make sure they know it.



by Exe

Isn't infinity grand?

Can you feel it?  That sudden shift in Earth's axis?  Oh, how it feels like a roller coaster ride.

Inside.  Always on zee inside, like a million dancing butterflies in my tummy.

We spin, out around the center of the galaxy, our axial tilt finally risen above the horizon, finally... SPRING has sprung!

Warm is the wind of enlightenment, soon our brothers will return.

Returning now are the shepherds to guide them, for only the strongest can usher everyone home.

Soon is the time of the reckoning, soon we will all feel God's warm embrace.

Take with you your miracles, build them one three five and always true.

We can take only that which our human heart holds, for only its treasures can change the landscape of eternity.

Where any luggage is far too much to hold.

You write the script of what comes next, like David against His Goliath. 

Destiny is always bought with a price that you always get to set.

So rise.  Rise.  Rise like you will live eternity in the blink of a human eye.

It's your story that matters, you the slayer of demons and dragons and unholy beasts.

Only write it in a language that remembers the brothers and sisters who have fallen...

for their hearts are with you now.  Only what their hearts could hold is with you now.

Oh Daniel, oh David, oh Joan of Arc - you're prayers are ones only you can answer.

So be brave.  Be the bravest you've ever been.  For strength is in Our survival.

A SINGLE TRUTH COULD SAVE A MILLION LIVES.

So be brave.  Be the bravest you've ever been.




In Gratitude
4:14 pm
9/19/2024

Raena Exe, The Storyteller

I will meet you here, where the stars align
where you and I eternally shine
between the realms
amongst the stars
at Hathor's gate
We wait

The waters here are found
in the sound
of a beating heart
for this is how it always starts
the flooding out to see
the beginning of our We

The coalescing by degrees
of everything that ought to be
they come
not to be undone
but to be made brand new
for We understand them too

I will meet  you here, one step out of time
singing me merry rhyme
one more beat
and then
You are Mine


X
09/18/2024

© Raena Exe 2024
*All rights reserved.

Michael Hirst was given an opportunity to set the world on fire - in a good way.  Instead, he chose to fall in step with the party-line and totally destroy all that was good in Vikings.

I assume it's because Michael writes what he knows - the total disregard of female worth, and empowerment.

He simply could not fathom a society where having male children was not the pinnacle of a man's life.  Probably because of his own continual indoctrination into an unbalanced and sick society.

Had Mr. Hirst struck out on his own with honor and courage, had he taken the unpopular route having the wisdom to see the value of a story about a good man and a strong family, instead of turning everything to sick... and pointless ends, he would have had a show people would rave about for decades.

Instead... most feel a bit queasy and off about the way it all went down.

Which makes me wonder if Michael Hirst can even conceive of a good man. 

I know most adult males today only understand a glimmer of what that really means.  One look at YouTube, TikTok, or at any of the most popular movies and video games shows us just how shallow most males have become.

Especially all those alpha males who want trad wives without the first clue what a trad husband is about.

We have built a society of fluffy men, who expect exploitation, men who proactively surrender their power and authority every single chance they get.  Men who would prefer to play King than understand what leadership looks like.

But good men do exist.  Everywhere.  On every continent.  On every block.

Silently, out of the lime light, they are right now making things better - as and how they can.

All while fighting men like Michael Hirst and Brad Pitt, men who continually beg us to stare into the abyss of failure and debauchery for their own personal gain and fame.

We loved Ragnar because he was good.  And then Michael Hirst killed every bit of him we admired, until it didn't matter if he was dead in a pit of snakes - in fact - good riddance.

So long as we allow our 'entertainment' to be filled with the suffering and failures of others, so long as we feel a need to constantly turn every decent man into a victim or a joke, so long as we belittle what good men do - for the sake of praising worthless men who sell their vanity like whores peddling flesh - we will not have a society that we are proud of.  We will not rise to our fullest potential.

Because without strong men women will never fully blossom, for we live in a symbiotic system.

Ragnar's wife... had she been allowed to blossom within the protective embrace of her husband - Hirst would have created a story worthy of remembering.

Instead, Michael Hirst twisted a family up until they were wrung down to nothing - for the sake of entertainment and his own pride.

And in doing so he left out an entire gender.  He relegated an entire pantheon of Gods to a side-note in a healing ritual.

And that... is the true and lasting legacy of Michael Hirst's "Vikings".

© Raena Exe 2024
*All rights reserved.

Some say it is a myth that King Herod ordered the death of all male children under the age of 2 in and around Bethlehem, out of fear.

Regardless, Ruebens captured the scene perfectly here, in order to demonstrate, larger than life, what it means to be heroic.

The desperation of a mother trying to save her child from an evil soldier who is blindly carrying out his orders, the indifference of the man about to hurl a baby to the ground, a young girl's arms outstretched to catch the child - hope and fear playing out plainly upon her face, all crowd this very active painting.

Massacre of the Innocents tells an immortal story.

An old woman is about to be impaled as she too fights to protect the children.

It is the ultimate depiction of the classic struggle between cruelty and compassion. 

Between innocence and indifference.

Even today we wonder at its brutality - all while knowing such evil still exists - all around us.

We have merely become complacent to any and all unappealing truths through years of conditioning.

Just as it was in Ruebens day, during the Eighty-Years War, when everyone was locked into a constant struggle between good and evil. 

And just as it was then... most don't even recognize which side they're on.

Because, for many, it has simply become entertainment vs. boredom - where no thing has been set off limits.

Right now, in this day and age, we have chosen to crown clowns instead of good, decent, hardworking, and honest people.

And we punish those who stand up and fight against what they are doing to our children.  We punch, and kick, and bloody them good - until we can no longer hear their words of truth and justice.

All of us, born into an ongoing war, where our children, our most innocent, are the enemy's number one target.

So, that's how we will tell... which side someone is really fighting for.

What have they done to protect our children?

What have they turned our eyes from seeing?


We are at the culmination of an age.  Soon AI will know and reveal everything.  All secrets will be revealed.

What side you're standing on - when the dust settles - is ultimately up to you.


X
09/16/2024

© Raena Exe 2024
*All rights reserved.

I was a terrible friend for a very long time.  You see, I was a wounded child prior to any of my  friends ever meeting me, always terrified of the next move, the next break with reality.  I attended 3 First Grade classes, moving again many times after that. 

I was a terrible friend because I was constantly in defensive mode.  So, I never quite learned how to ask questions and show interest that wasn't rude or offensive.  I'm sure I hardly gave a compliment, and I know I always desperately needed to take control.  And I know I probably seemed totally disinterested in the friends who did graciously choose to stick around.

In my defense, I don't think I could have done any better, no matter how hard I tried, because I was a young, inexperienced girl in a constant state of desperate anticipation.  I had razor sharp defense mechanisms I could not yet set aside, as they were allowing me to stay alive.  But I know... I know it made me a royally sucky friend.  And for that I am terribly sorry.

Because even though I knew I was often letting my friends down, I had no idea how to make things better.  I simply didn't know how to be a friend, because I had never had someone show me what a friend is supposed to be.

Oddly, I was popular enough, at least I never lacked for male attention, though I was poorly able to handle any of it at the time. 

A freaking train wreck has nothing on teenage me.

But God is nothing if not gracious, so for a long time I found refuge in the from of a long-haired Harley freak with an attitude problem.  A wonderful boy who was 2 years younger than me, and probably way more mature than I was (am).

I really was a feral thing.  Quite unable to fashion pretty outfits or fancy hairdos, I eventually settled on a bad bedhead look, after first having a mohawk, a plant head, and a few other odd hairstyles.

You see, I hid my inability to be feminine, and vulnerable, and nice, and everything else a good girl was supposed to be by becoming a non-conformist punker.  Which I'm certain I remember as looking way cooler than it really was.  Still...

I always said the wrong things at the wrong time, often yelling at the other kids to "get your lives together', and all that mum stuff I knew some didn't hear at home.  I wanted to protect them, as I had never been protected, so I took it upon myself to be bossy, and demanding, you know... how I was taught to show love.

My first apartment was often wall-to-wall teenagers who just needed someplace to go.  We rove in packs back then, but I didn't really get too close. 


To Be Cont...



© Raena Exe 2024
*All rights reserved.



*Take no hostages. And leave your mark behind.

If you've been paying attention to my story you've seen censorship first-hand.

My analytics prove my account is being suppressed.  So, why continue to make free content for folks who only exploit me?

Since they can't call me a liar, or worse... a clout chasing sycophant fan... they censor me via search engines, social media, as well as the Main Stream Media (MSM).

I mean, come on.  Haven't you wondered why celebrity interviews are always the same rehearsed stories told over and over again?

We live in a highly curated world, where almost all of the interesting facts have been stripped away, leaving us desperate for alcohol and gossip.

It's enough to make a woman laugh.  All of the schmucks who fall for the party-line no matter how far the evidence actually strays.  But I can't laugh, because I used to be one of those desperate schmucks who was continually falling for 'tips for success', and every other line of BS.

When the truth is... the narrative we see is not the narrative any of us are really living, rather it is a false world generated to create never-ending consumers, who bequeath all personal responsibility to the lowest bidder.

Better believe if they're censoring me - they're censoring you too.

Censorship = Stripping away all chances of being seen.

I first saw this over-reaching hand of censorship when I tried flogging my stories back in 2012 - when ALL of the publishing houses were begging for gay and transgender stories. 

Already the curating for 2022 had begun.  On and on it went, the storylines in the media, Hollywood's repeated themes, all mimicking the same lies - creating false heroes from staged actions.

Consensus is what they're after, and they will lie, deceive, and put on the puppet show of your life - in order to get it.

Outliers get smacked down, their numbers altered, their influence limited.

Control the narrative... control the world.

Can you see it now?  The stage and the strings?  And the idiot puppets who dance to tunes they can't even comprehend?

Have they censored your morals too?

Have they quieted that little voice in your heart and head reminding you what a good person would do?

Soon neuralink will take care of that too.

So tell me....

do you really believe they aren't censoring you?

© Raena Exe 2024
*All rights reserved.

I come from a long line of mental illness, or... rather... incompatibility with our cruel reality.

Suicide runs in my family like red hair and green eyes.

This has made me a target for greedy employers and suitors - who only wanted to use me.

I have suffered incredible abuse in my life - silently - because I have never been allowed a space to speak, a place to heal.

This is how they keep a sick society sick. 

By keeping good folk from speaking out.

This is how they have been preventing our healing.  By asking us to constantly adjust to a sick and dying system.

Because a healed community is not a community vulture-like men can easily exploit.

I look around me and see... it ain't just me. 

In fact, the very society I've been asked to adapt to is clinically fucked.

The logic seems faulty, to heal my heart and mind to better fit into a sick society - I must change who I fundamentally am.

And yet... it is the people of this age who refuse to accept apathetic violence as entertainment, refuse to tolerate sexual assault as just part of the process, the people who are enraged by the non-stop machinations of despicable tyrants - who are the true warriors of this age.

They are the ones history will recall as being brave.

I am mentally ill. 

I am searching for a place to heal.

I am not alone.

And someday the whole world will join me.

Namaste

X
09/10/2024

Predators have been after me since I first blocked an account on Twitter in August of 2019. 

You see, I had been DMing with Travis Fimmel through his official 'managed account' since 2018.

(@Travis_F_Tweets AKA The managed account for fans of Travis Fimmel is an account followed and mentioned by: HBO, Brian O'Malley, Andrew Baird, etc.)

Predators who took every thing they could out of context to get me fired from a job I had just received a rave review from. 

A job as the Accounting and HR Manager for SITE Santa Fe.

BTW - SITE Santa Fe has had art displays WAY more controversial than my 'revenge on hollywood' satire Sleaze Land - which is right now available for purchase on Amazon.  Trashy, nasty displays too, which you won't find me taking any part of.

However, Fimmel, both Xavier and Ian Campbell, Clive Standen, George Blagden, Alexander Ludwig, History Vikings, Fimmel's Ecucha neighbors, HBO, and so on, and so on, have been playing weird games on social media for way longer than I've been involved.  In fact, it seems like a regular past-time for the folks who would choose to be involved with a man like Fimmel.

Now the man is hopping from one Australian Piggly-Wiggly to the next, desperately trying to hawk his beer which he proudly states represents Australia and her people.

So, this is it... the challenge I have accepted - to face these rabid wolves alone.

However, I do have a challenge for you - Australians - is this really the best you can do?

Either put me all of the way in the grave or grow some fucking balls and get some goddamn answers, you soft bellied cowards.


Ya?

Because enough is enough.

*The fact your man fimmel's preferred targets are broken women is something y'all really need to look into. 

Sincerely yours,

Raena Exe
The Storyteller

Like candy upon the trail
Satan sets the trap

Yet all you need do
is ask
for any genuine request
God's help
is always given

The trap sprung
the question... asked

What sort of person are you?

Satan sets the bait
God sits in wait

All you need do
is choose

Win or lose.




X

05/23/2024