Satanic Panic

The Epstein files. I haven’t read them. I should, but I’m just so tired of all the darkness. Im tired of nothing being done, and I’m tired of getting my hopes up. I’m tired of endless disappointment.

I wrote a fiction novel on the subject, satanic ritual abuse, and got halfway through it until a real nightmare overtook my life. But that’s another story, so I keep telling myself.

The subject matter at hand, sexual abuse, child sex trafficking, satanic rituals, the occult, the entertainment industry, the political realm, the elite—I’ve looked into all of it, extensively, for well over a decade now. The Finders case (with a direct link to the CIA) the McMartin preschool trial, the Franklin Coverup (involving numerous mysterious deaths) Sir Jimmy Saville, The Ohio State scandal, the Penn State scandal, Pizzagate, and the list goes on and on and on.

The material is exhausting. One little breadcrumb leads you deep into that rabbit hole, and what’s at the bottom? It’s satanism. Of course it is, in one form or another, in its most simplistic form, it is the worship of satan.

If the Epstein Files expose it all, then let the cards fall where they may. Let the entire system collapse if that’s how it must be. Let them have something to panic about.