{STORY} The Cleansing - Who really is Mr White? Room 2 part 2

krisstofer (58)in #story • 6 years ago

{STORY} The Cleansing Room 1 part 1
If You haven't, read part one first...

Mr White woke up from a very bright light. It was something unordinary as he got used to the darkness, now it is different. He was in a bed, in a completely different room full of mirrors. Mr White saw himself in the mirrors and the first thing to notice was that he had lost some weight. He did not know for how long he was here. He did not even know where here was. How he ended up in a different room boggled his mind. The room was quite small, the light was so bright that when he closed his eyes he still sees it clear as day.

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"You now have the opportunity to see yourself from a different perspective." - said a voice coming from the walls or just that is what Mr White thought - "To see your soul rather than your human flesh. You will constantly be surrounded by mirrors. Day and night. Oh, pardon me... my bad... there is no night in this room. The light is on 24/7."

"You are crazy." - said Mr White

"So do you... I am just crazy in front of the crowd you know?... Don't you get it? You are crazy we all are. Why do we watch these movies with violence... with gore? The human being is a psychopath at its nature. Primitive creatures. We like to watch another soul burn and die. But we hate to experience it. We see the picture when it happens to ourselves, it is not a big deal when others people suffer. It is A BIG DEAL if it is ME! That is what humans think."

"You are saying that like you are not a human? And what it matters if we like to watch violence? The movies are not real you little shit. Watching is different than creating and participating in it as you DO!" - Mr White started to lose his temper

"I am a human being just like you and everyone else... but I do not hide the psychopath in me. I embrace it! I create the perfect environment for that psycho to live and to make what it was meant to do... CHAOS... You and I have a lot in common."

"I have nothing in common with you"

"Oh yeah?" - he laughed for quite some time - "So then tell me what are you doing at the Bilderberg meeting? Aren't you a member of the club? Making chaos and order collide and using these two to control the masses? Am I right?"

"Bullshit!"

"Oh yeah? So how do you explain these two pictures..." - from a hole in the wall, two pictures flew down and Mr White picked them up. Then the hole just closed.

The first picture showed Mr White and all of the participants of the Bilderberg meeting in a roundtable where Mr White was circled in red. The second picture was just Mr White with some man handshaking and smiling. Just in front of the location of the Bilderberg meeting. Which this year was in a mansion located in an island called Nowhere. These meetings are unofficial. A small group of people knows about them and it is usually just the participants who know the location and the date of the meetings. Somehow the Unknown man knows it as well. Usually, participants discuss all kind of things in these meetings and it has to do with the control of the masses and how they can switch and direct the masses to a wanted direction. Other topics are: How to remain our power. How to dumb more the population and more topics which are for some just conspiracies.

"How... how do you know all of this? How... do...you have these pictures. Who are you?!?!" - Mr White was confused and he constantly was switching between this two pictures. Just observing them. Trying to figure out who is the Unknown man.

"We have a lot in common" - he repeated - "You and your little Bilderberg friends like to play with the population. You create chaos and order and collide them both into a system of control. First, we have the so-called box: A set of beliefs in which everyone is indoctrinated from birth. You create the control order where no one should,.. in theory, ... escape your catch. But you also create chaos inside this box. You make people fight with each other. You divided them by race, religion and all of this bullshit. They are meant to fight as long as they are fighting each other. If they are fighting each other, it means that they are still trapped in the order box. If they somehow escape it... they will fight with you and your group of shitheads. You invented, as I call it, order-chaos system. And you and your "smart" phones are a part of the problem. You make people materialistic and primitive for the control order part. You dumb people down on a massive scale. That is why they invited you to go to this meeting. To help them spread the disease. Everyone carries a phone these days and we live more in the virtual world than in the real world. We even switched them. Don't play the victims side... you are not innocent after all. You and I have so much in common. You just did it massively. You killed peoples lives. Their dreams. You burned their time by brainless shows on the internet. You made them slaves to their CELL phones. You killed their potential and wings. If just the population could know what you did and how much potential they have. They would burn you up... as they burned people back in the days... and I oh... I would watch."

"What do you want me to do?"

"I want you to publicly speak and expose everything I just said. That is all I want. They will believe you more. You should also prove to them that what you say is the truth so you can't just, later on, find an excuse to what you said."

"That is far from happening"- said Mr White and he threw the pictures - "They will kill me"

"Not if I do it first!"

"You wouldn't do it. You need ME!"

"I don't. There are plenty of other shitheads with ties just like you who will expose if they are in the situation you are in"

"FUCK YOU"

"I will leave you clear your mind"

The first thing that Mr White did after the Unknown man stopped talking to him was to get the two pictures and to split the pictures into small pieces. Then he threw the pieces and went to sit on the bed. Frustrated with the situation, he was trying to calm down and to not let his emotions ruin him. He tried to sleep going from left to right to different positions but the light was way too bright and he started to miss the darkness. He got up and started doing some exercises so he can burn energy and feel more sleepy. He started by touching his toes, doing it all over again. Then he just started jumping. Then running across the room trying to burn out quicker. He needed sleep. After an hour of desperate tries, he ended up meditating for the first time. He wanted to just feel more relaxed with the situation and have some sleep after all because he thought meditating will allow him to sleep. After a couple of more hours of meditating, he felt desperate. Emotions started to arise. He felt sad, then angry, then he felt emptiness. Then it all repeated again. Then he felt emptiness again. The cycle of emotions never truly stopped.

"Oh you are crying again...poor man" - said the Unknown man

"Leave me alone"

For a minute... the room went dark... then the lights went on again, but with one little difference. Mr White was starting to see the Unknown man everywhere in the mirrors. But he was nowhere near him or near the mirrors. He was a ghost walking and reflecting.

"How do you... do that?" - said Mr White with a voice indicating fear

"Do what?" - said the Unknown man without even moving his lips

Mr white turned around.

"Where are you?"

"Oh...I just made it through... your head. I am in you"

"Am I going crazy?" - Mr White starting to look down and think about what he just said. Starring at the floor

"Can you tell the difference between real and fake, Mr White? Am I real? I am just a projection of your thought? Is there any difference? How... can you tell?"
to be continued...

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