I'm basically just a computer nerd from Florida who became 9/11-aware through Loose Change and Alex Jones in early 2006. After only a year of research, my old perceptions about the nature of reality were burned and buried. Each detail of the NWO operation was darker and more disheartening than the last. In late 2007, my attentions would be turned to a movie named "The man who would be king," and well, here you are.
Probably the most pertinent thing you should know about me is that I'm not a movie buff, nor mythology buff. I have only recently caught up to my peers in "movies seen," and as for mythology, I'm a nerd, but not that bad. Had you asked me before 2006 about Christianity, Islam, and especially mythology, I would have said they were dumb, "spear-chuckin" stories conjured by people who thought lightning meant the gods were angered. The second pertinent thing you should know about me is that I'm in no way, pushing a particular religion. No text, or religion, has a complete monopoly on the truth ( especially the literal one, as opposed to the symbolic ). So how did I go from a believer in nothing, to a believer in so many faiths, vampires, and guitar-playing demons? Lets just say that after I was done with 9/11, I went looking for the stories I never wanted to believe. And Behold! The legends were true!
All those nearly-lost memories of grandma pointing to the dollar, claiming the symbols were the machinations of wicked men. All those times I was told what was to come, and what had been. The fall of man, war in heaven, behold the legends were true! And how disheartening. I couldn't deny it, I've lived forever with the strange sense that something big and sinister was happening in the world, I just couldn't put my finger on it till now.