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I apologize for the long silence, if you're one of the Anons here who is interested at all in this. To preempt the obvious questions, I still do not know what was in the barn. I did find a very crude "blueprint" in a notebook for electrical wiring in the barn, though. My current theory is that he wired it poorly and inadvertently burned it down.

I do however know what he was working on. I have been in Arizona on a more permanent basis for just over 40 days, and in that time I have been reading through boxes and boxes of notebooks he left behind, as he began taking very detailed notes during his initial discovery of Q, and kept at it for an apparently very long time. There are at least 200 notebooks here, though most of them are partially empty.

I have been photographing some individual pages when they catch my eye, but otherwise have left them until I later embark on a full transcription of all their contents to digital form. His handwriting was terrible. I cannot get software to read it.

Please be aware that not all of this is pleasant, but I feel I owe it to you (for all you have done for me) to give you enough of this to start wrapping up this saga. Beyond this point, anything I place is quotes is a direct, unedited quote from one of the many notebooks.

Noah seemed to have embraced the philosophy that "those who are not prepared to lose wars are guaranteed not to win them. Shelters are not constructed during hurricanes but are rather constructed in case of hurricanes." The way he applied this was by working toward the survival of "Truth" in the event of a potential Whitehat loss. I never got the sense that Noah actually believed to be on the losing side, but rather that he believed he was contributing to the best possible outcome by involving himself in preparation for the worst, if it ever came to that.

While I have no idea if the notebooks were meant to exist in a particular order (they are not sequenced), Noah seemed to have also believed that the process of persuading the general public that the contents are *"True" was as important as actually detailing what the "Truth" was.

*Noah differentiated between "truth" in general statements and "Truth" as actual reality, which is something that made me very happy as a student of philosophy.

And to accomplish this, Noah dived DEEP into world history, mythology, and sometimes even philosophy (something I knew him to usually deride). Noah also seemed to believe it was important to actually describe what reality is, how we know what it is, how we know it exists, and "Irrationalize" reality from presuppositions that benefit only nefarious forces.

In one book in particular, Noah attempted to tell the story of how those presuppositions came about in the first place, and how they are used to make even resistance to the Cabal work in the Cabal's favor, or at least not damage the foundations of the Cabal's project. "Once this was done" he wrote, "all that remained was to divide the remaining material Truth into two parts, the sole material and the "socially constructed." So that Countertruths of anti-freedom could be introduced without re-awakening an interest in the 'immaterial.'"

"Our Compliance With The Cabal's Scientistic Agenda Was Spiritual Suicide."

Noah embraced the view that the Cabal had installed a sort of "psychological barrier" in the masses that limited how critical we might be of themm, because the only tools we might have to combat them intellectually were designed by the Cabal itself.

Taking a bit of a dark turn, Noah did seem to have some moments of doubt. He admitted to seeing this limitation in action. I cannot be sure, but I believe he was attempting to criticize the overusage of Q proofs as playing right into the enemy's hands. In a separate notebook, he took a similar position by attempting to convince himself, I think, that drawing a line between matters of knowledge and matters of faith was to divide Truth in half the same way he believed the Cabal does.

In short, Noah's theory was that the Cabal took power, or at least took power to a whole new level, during The Enlightenment by persuading everyone that truth is only material and only material things can be true, which eliminated spirituality and "Higher Truths." They then introduced their own non-material Truth to replace traditional Truths, and that our seeming inability to develop myths-as-truths is proof of how well this worked. All of this seemed to scare him a great deal.

So Noah was copying Q posts to paper, both printed and handwritten. While I have not seen him say this directly, I believe he was going to attempt to either build a vault for all of this stuff, or find other vaults to place them in, so future generations would not lose the hard work of the many, many people who have worked to uncover the Cabal's activities and literally fight evil, in the event of a complete digital wiping of the entire internet.

This has been an emotional experience for me. From this point on I will be spending nearly all of time time going back over the notebooks and will report back when I begin the transcription project. This is an odd turn. I had meant to begin writing, but it turns out Noah already had.

I have been on the "Q train" for less than a month and only made 2 posts here up to this point, but have received some of the most helpful guidance I will ever receive in my life from those of you reading this right now. I'll be requesting some additional explanations, and just like last time I'm including them beneath the ampersand.

By request, here's my current update. I'm headed back to Arizona on Saturday night. I've packed all I own into a handful of boxes and will be leaving Georgia for the foreseeable future. I had been looking for a reason to go, and now I have more than a reason. I have a purpose.

My brother's house will need some repairs and then will be put on the market. I'll be living in Arizona only temporarily before moving on.

As for the barn, the fire department says nobody called about the fire. It definitely burned after my brother's death, apparently absent of any known observers. And as for what was in the barn, I still don't know and won't know unless he wrote it down. Luckily, bro always had a thing for making lists and manifests so it's not impossible I'll find out. It's just unlikely.

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I think I know which rabbit hole to go down first. The one that introduced me to you is "Declass," the sealed indictments hardly anybody will admit exists. I have some very basic questions to get me started.

1. Have ANY of the sealed indictments been released, or acted upon, to your knowledge?

2. How many are there, and how can we know how many there are?

3. Resources on this topic that explain it from beginning to end?

4. Do we know anything for certain about their nature?

EDIT: I had intended on reading On Q, by Martin Geddes, on my flight on Saturday. I am posting the link I intended to use. The link seems to be down. Is there anywhere else I can find this work?

https://www.onq.martingeddes.com/

I just wanted to start this by thanking everyone for the incredible support you offered me when I made my post 3 weeks ago. I'll include an update on where I am and what is going on, but this post is primarily going to be a cry for help. If you don't care about the details, skip down - I'll leave an ampersand on its on line where I make my request.

I am still in Georgia. I've purchased and exchanged plane tickets twice but keep getting delayed in my return to Arizona by logistical concerns. I hope to return next week to my brother's house. I realize now I made a severe fauc pas by using his name, even just his first name in my post. As he is deceased (I still can't bring myself to type those words without tearful hesitation), I understand that it no longer matters in his case. But this is not a mistake I will make again. I'm still learning, and having a very hard time wrapping my mind around the stakes.

A number of you offered one to one conversation with me and I ignored pretty much everyone. That is a flaw in my part. After some soul searching I think my problem is that I do not feel deserving of any recognition whatsoever after the way I treated my brother and the forgiving kindness he offered me in return. I feel physically ill. You'll have to be patient with me.

My brother's lawyer accepted a dollar from me. He's my lawyer now, prospectively. So he's helping me arrange the Arizona estate. I'm sure the bill ultimately won't be cheap but I have discovered about $30k my brother left to me as part of the estate, so fees will be covered after the fact. I have been applying for jobs in the area on the off chance I might be able to afford to keep the house.

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I took 3 books from my brother's house to read and haven't had the chance to do more than skim them. They are 'An Invitation to The Great Awakening, by WWGIWGA,' 'Revolution Q, by Neon Revolt,' and 'Q and The Anons, by An Anon.'

My first request is this: Are these worth reading? Revolution Q is extremely dense and the book itself is heavy. These were the only books I found that seemed to be on exactly this subject but I have reason to believe he had more in the barn, which are now lost. I did not find a manifest or title list in the house but still have more searching to do.

My second request: I am overwhelmed with information. Every rabbit trail seems to go through endless analysis and it's making it hard for me, this late in the game I suppose, to develop a clear picture of how to know what is and is not real. Has anyone attempted to develop a Q wiki or information site? What resources can I use to catch myself up to speed, and what resources should I avoid?

It seems that good, informational resources and negligent disinformational resources need some sort of unified disclaimer post somewhere as guideposts to lead people to the right place and intentionally avoid the wrong places. But there are so many places... is there a list of Q-related books, podcasts, films and documentaries, thinkers, etc?

Oh yeah, last request. Am I a "Qanon'er" or an "Anon" or what? I am not sure what I am doing, and not sure what to call myself. Is there a guide to the vernacular?

P.S. I originally posted this without this part, but going over some of the comments I received I remembered to address something by request: several of you asked me if I would consider writing. There were a few mediums suggested. I owe you at least an answer to that: yes, I absolutely will. 100%. I owe you more than just a commitment though so it may take some time to prepare myself to give you something worthwhile. This may finally be where I use my philosophy degree for something potent and important.

I'm going to make this as quick as I can.

My brother just died last month. We grew up together with incredible, God-fearing parents. Faith in God was never a point of contention between us. We drifted apart as adult siblings often do, but were never on bad terms. When we were growing up we were known for above average intelligence. We attended a Christian school and had the privilege of not being hit with the new wokeness in the schools. We both got to go to college on full ride scholarships.

I was still in college when covid hit, in Georgia. My brother had graduated the year prior in Arizona. When the lockdowns hit we started to become close again. When the vaccines were first released, he made the local news by being one of the first to proudly get the shot and encourage others to do the same. I encouraged him the entire time.

And then things changed. Only DAYS after he got the shot, he started to become distant. In 2021 he hardly spoke to me at all. He was finally forced to talk to me when our father died of a heart attack back home in Michigan, and we had to deal with that together (our mother had already died some years back so we had no immediate family left). And again we started talking regularly. This time, I was the problem.

My brother was 100% behind Q. He regretted taking the vaccine (it was the Moderna one) and called it the worst mistake of his life. I told him he was crazy and tried to convince him the trauma of losing our father had destroyed his ability to think clearly. He asked if I was still on God's side and I said I was, but in retrospect I think deep inside I knew I had been pushing God away. He would try to tell me about declassification, and in all fairness he wasn't very good at explaining FISA warrants and I'm not sure how well he truly understood any of it. He was a mathematician and probably undiagnosed autistic, so he struggled to explain what he really thought.

I cut him out of my life entirely at some point. I don't even remember why. Every time we would speak he would BEG me to store supplies and prepare for the worst. I blocked him on all social media and even blocked his number. Late last year he sent me a letter in the mail informing me he was having heart complications, which because of our father's heart problems I attributed to unhealthy life choices and genetics. I unblocked him, and despite his condition he showed no fear and instead immediately asked me if I had prepared for the worst. I lied and told him I had just so he wouldn't worry.

When I went to see him last year just before the holidays, I found out how wrong I was. Before he had health problems, he was working out every day and had built an in-home gym. The only food in his house, which he had designed and built himself, was whole foods and deep frozen game meat and local beef. There wasn't a drop of alcohol in the whole house and he had even quit vaping years before. He should have been so healthy, but he looked 10 years older than he was and stumbled from room to room instead of walking normally.

When he told me he knew (not guessed, not supposed, KNEW) that he had injured himself with the vaccine I tried to convince him he was wrong. I was sure he was wrong. But I was just in complete denial. For additional context, I never did get the vaccine. I was in a rural town and was able to stick to myself well enough to feel I didn't need additional "protection." I was going to get it, but always found some reason to put it off. Whenever I realize that the voice of God himself was always directing me away from the vaccine, my spine shudders. Some part of me always knew that was the case.

He died. When he was found, he was slumped over on the front porch and a UPS driver called 911. He had been dead for several hours, and the autopsy (which I had to outright demand because nobody was going to do one) showed his body was filled with tumors. I later found that he had been to several doctors repeatedly and while they had diagnosed his heart issues, they never once mentioned tumors. One of the tumors deep in his organs was the size of a golf ball.

I am still going through all of his things and organizing his estate, which he left to me but I will probably need to sell. HIs house was very different when I came back this month. He had unlocked every drawer, and the tables in his office and kitchen were stacked with materials he had collected and I am sure he wanted me to see, including BOXES AND BOXES of printouts from 8chan, books on learning Sanskrit, and some books that were specifically about Q.

As far as I can tell, he didn't leave any letters specifically for me or for anyone else, though I suspect his lawyer wouldn't tell me if he had left something for someone else.

Sorry for the long ramble. I'll cut to the chase. His house was on an old reclaimed farm he was attempting to rehabilitate. I don't know how successful he thought it was going to be because the land seems pretty hard to work. It's very rocky and there were stacks of rocks he pulled from the ground and piled up for removal everywhere. There had been a dilapidated barn he had constructed a couple of rooms in with just 2 by 4s and doorways. I do not know what was in there because I never entered in the last time I was here. But I do know, based on several prior conversations, that whatever was in the barn was very important to him.

Well, the barn is gone. It was already burned down when I got back, despite being in photographs of the scene when his body was found (it was only 200 feet or so beyond the porch to the east). The rubble had been removed too, and I want answers. That's slightly beside the point.

I am writing this from his kitchen table, which I guess is my kitchen table now. I'm heartbroken and confused, and really just needed to get this off my chest. I was wrong, and he was right, and the proof is that he died. I will be departing for my home in Georgia in less than 48 hours and will be packing my things from my apartment and bringing them here. I have taken the piles of rocks he had stacked and arranged them over the charred ground where the barn had been into a large "Q" and will be planting a garden in the center as a memorial to him. Again, I will probably need to sell this house and land, but I am going to make it completely clear that this is now sacred ground that only a Patriot deserves to own.

I made fun of you. I made fun of him. And now I'm alone with my problems and a philosophy degree I cannot figure out how to use, and memories of a brother and best friend I will never see again because of the damn vaccine. I owe you, and I owed him, an apology. I will never be duped again. I've seen the light and once you've seen it, you cannot unsee it.

Noah, if you can somehow read this, I am so sorry.