3/16/18 – DLB and Gordon Ritual

As you may have seen, Meghan and I were tasked to go to the Beverly Hills Hotel tonight. I get there and she’s dead silent to me, doesn’t even look up when I get there. I later find out that this is from an instruction from Noah. Keep this in mind, it’ll come back later.

An Uber arrives and asks for us, we get in and are taken to a really nice big house in the hills. We go up to the front door, and it opens to Gordon. He invites us in and I instantly noticed the giant mirror placed along the wall in the main entry way. If I am correct, it’s the same giant mirror from the Red Office at Registration, as well as the one that was situated directly in front of me at the Focus Group way at the start. Once again I’m faced with my reflection.

We are led upstairs and instructed to sit on a couch. On the table in front of us I notice four playing cards, King of Spades, Queen of Hearts, and two Joker cards. I’m looking around the room for more details and trying to remember everything, and notice Meghan is looking back behind me. Turn around and there’s DLB at a far end of a long table. He walks over to us and sizes us up, eventually sitting down next to Meghan. He asks her, “What do you want from this?” and she responds “Unity”. He turns to me and I go “I think you know the answer.” He replies sternly “Answer.” “Change.”

DLB and Gordon step away and whisper to each other. I may have misread body language (it was dark and fire light was flickering) but I think one of them pointed to me during this. They direct us to head back downstairs. We are led to a dark pathway behind the home where we see two boxes and a metal tub. DLB tells us something along the lines of “We destroy the old to make way for the new”. I may have the exact wording wrong but that was the main gist, get rid of the old for whatever comes next.

He then has us pick up a box and inside we see all of the old OOA Tension processing forms. All our photos, all our answers. Meghan confirmed it was the same stolen from the Registration warehouse. DLB starts sifting through the boxes, seeming like he’s looking for something in particular. He instructs us to dump all the contents into the tub and has me stomp it down a bit (there was a LOT of paper packed tightly in those boxes). He looks through the tub once more, finds a paper he seems to approve of, and twists it into a sort of paper torch. Hands it to me, and hands Meghan a thing of matches. He has us stand back and this is when it gets weird.

Gordon starts to bow his head, like he’s at church. DLB take sand or something similar and begins sprinkling the papers with it in some sort of motion. As if he’s doing shapes on the paper with the sand. He steps back, grabs lighter fluid, and begins pouring it on the pile. This is where you all join us on the Facebook Live feed. He instructs Meghan to begin, she lights the paper in my hand, and I ignite the pile. The papers burn, DLB records, and everyone watches online. He asks us “What are you doing?” and I stammer out trying to remember the phrase he mentioned earlier, “Destroying the old for the new.”

When DLB finishes the video he turns to us. He asks “Why do you think you’ve been brought here?” to which Meghan replies “To witness”. I realize we basically just saw the entire Tension community go up in flames and add “Yes, we just witnessed a death”. It felt like a change for sure, that the old is out, and something big is on the horizon.

DLB begins to lead us back towards the front and tells us “This is not a victory”. Meghan asks “What is it then?” and we are directed back to our Uber to ride back to the hotel.

We’re getting back to Meghan’s car at the hotel and I get a Restricted Number call. It’s Morgan. Megan transcribed the call from what I said so if I miss anything she can cover it.

M: “Tell me what I didn’t just see.”

B: “You didn’t see puppies? Rainbows?”

M: “Quit pulling my leg. Was that a ritual?”

B: “Yes.”

M: “If that was a ritual it wasn’t about burning paper. It wasn’t about burning data. It was about burning us. Burning the community. It was a sign that we are expendable.”

We get in the car and compare notes and discuss, and eventually Periscope. As we are finishing up the Periscope Meghan’s phone rings Restricted. It’s us. It’s the Periscope we’ve just been recording being played back to us. Our own words repeated back. This could’ve been just a “we’re watching” message, but I took it as more. It was our witness of tonight’s ritual being recorded. Our witnessing has been documented.

So I’m sure Meghan will add her own thoughts including more details about her call and why she was silent at the beginning, but I’ll say this. I demanded change, and suddenly I’m literally burning down the old. Whether this was BOS or Oracle or The Master or whomever was behind this, they got me what I desire. They literally gave me the torch to burn down what was.

And part of what burned with it is my trust in Morgan. I need to think some things over tonight, and I’ll let Meghan post about her calls, because it ties in with something. I mentioned in the Slack just before that I think I figured out what they were going to do to break my heart. When Meghan wasn’t speaking to me it seemed to confirm my worst nightmare. It was a message that they know just what to do to rip my heart out. And they grabbed my heart tonight and made sure I knew they knew. Fortunately it was just a message and not the full act, but it was a message. Loud and clear. They know how to get to me, and it’s because of Morgan.

But for now, I need sleep. The community is dead. Long live the community.