hello pezz, yesterday's report: i took delivery for self and others an office-chair-load of panda bullion as a part of the brotherhood's capital hoarding program, taking excess off the table and ripping surplus away from harm.
the particular tranche was of such size that the young lady working for the distributor had to use her office chair as a wheelie to roll the goods into the reception area where they were tallied, fondled, individual-lot receipts issued, and transferred to backpack.
i had to make use of both backpack straps as they were meant for, to properly distribute the weight, because i noticed after a few steps to the elevator that my typical one-strap-over-the-one-shoulder backpacking stance was doing damage as i physically exerted under weight of duty to save souls and offer salvation.
i felt solid as i trudged amongst the many, knowing that i was doing good for a few, as only a few can be saved when many are destined to perish, for the world is infused by monetary fiat-dilution evil and embraced by political majority-set-against-minority tyranny.
sometimes i feel that time is running out for generation of excess savings and securing surplus capital, but i figure the 7 years we may still have must firstly be utilized to the max, and then leveraged to the optimal, all put solidly in place before my 7-15 years time line for events to go more seriously dire.
cheers, tj |
