I’m choosing this day, the eve of Donald Trump’s second inauguration to make this shocking reveal, lest anyone move into these next years unaware. Since 2016, regular consumers of social media have likely seen the term, “Trust the plan” from certain circles. For those who may not be as up-to-date on these coded terms, “Trust the plan” originated with the QAnon devotees, who have, for almost a decade, watched and waited, picking up on every bread crumb, every morsel forced from the bowels of Trumplandia, to determine the great and wonderous path to the Golden era of America.
Donald Trump touches his red cap with a left index finger.
Part of the plan. It’s a signal. You may not quite get it, but it’s definitely a signal.
Donald Trump wears a blue tie on a Thursday.
Also, part of the plan, and a very clear signal.
Trust the plan.
For all this time, I’ve pushed against the MAGA coming storm. I’ve fought against “the plan.”
Or have I?
With Donald Trump, his true devotees know he’s forever playing 36D, underwater, upside-down, blindfolded chess – and he’s always winning!
I can tell you now, since everything has fallen so perfectly into place, that I have been working undercover for all this time. Yes. I AM MAGA!! Not just MAGA, but a special MAGA operative, with a purpose of keeping the waters muddied, drawing away the rubes, those who would not understand, nor would they be beneficial to the overarching purpose of “the plan.” There are so many others out there, forced to smother our worshipful adoration of King Trump, but knowing it was all for a greater cause. We are patriots for the cause of Trumpism!
To tell this tale, that you may all know and be prepared for the soon coming events, you must forget what you know about reality. You must deny the evidence seen with your own eyes and ears, think of things so advanced that it defies the most basic rules of common sense.
“The plan” was always to set up a minimum 50 year reign of Trump. After Donald’s 8 years, would come Don Jr’s 8 years, Ivanka’s 8 years, Tiffany’s 8 years, Barron’s 8 years, then the crown would pass to Barron’s child. The brood mare for Barron’s spawn is being trained and developed, as we speak. Strong indications are that she is the granddaughter of JFK Jr., assuring a proper, noble bloodline.
With that said, an unfortunate kink developed in “the plan” when the election of 2020 was successfully stolen. This created a rift in the flow, and those in the inner circle needed to regroup, bring in fresh blood, fresh ideas, and begin anew.
To that end, things ramped up nicely. On January 6, 2021, the first effort to get back on track was thwarted. Trump’s camp miscalculated what it would take to set things right. He put faith in sending a mindless, bumbling, unkempt and untrained mob into the Capitol to take back the reigns of power. While Trump watched and relished every violent, destructive act by his rabid dogs, they failed him, and he was sent back to the drawing board to reassess, reassemble “the plan.”
The next, revised effort included bringing in tech bros, once cynical and disinterested adversaries, now vital to his survival. Elon Musk and his great wealth spearheaded the efforts. He bought a major social media company and began the efforts to highlight and promote voices that were loyal to the Trump dynasty above all else, whether it be country or kin. As we’ve seen, all the other tech bros have fallen in line, as well, from Bezos to Gates and everyone in between.
While this was going on, however, tragedy struck, and it seemed all was lost. Unbeknownst to the public, Donald Trump was growing increasingly frail. His bladder and bowel activity were no longer under his control. Most days, he’d walk around for hours, marinating in a stew of his own, putrid offal, with absolutely no one noticing or bothering to point it out. Aides would stop him before most every campaign appearance, just before he hit the platform, wearing his underwear on the outside of his clothes. That, and the subsequent clean up of his toilet and hygiene mishaps was the real cause of his being perpetually late for those appearances.
Then there was the babbling, nonsensical social media posts, the meandering campaign speeches, and eventual loss of language, as he bobbed back and forth to music, before being ushered away by staff.
Have you noticed the darker makeup? That’s to cover up some very apparent problems.
Friends, Donald Trump died 2 months before the election. The syphilis he contracted while sampling prostitutes from the Balkan states in the 1990s had reached its raging climax. Even more destructive than brain worms, the effects of syphilis on the brain, heart, and other organs can be devastating, left untreated. Our dear leader was taken from us by tertiary syphilis, just as victory was within our grasp!
What were we to do? We couldn’t stop the train, and then, just as we knew he would, he won!
The main team Weekend at Bernie’d Trump’s rotting, diseased corpse for as long as they could. Elon Musk and his jumping jester’s act kept people distracted enough that they didn’t pick up on what was happening.
This is where Vice Presidential nominee JD Vance becomes important. If you, like others, noticed that he was pretty much a non-factor in the campaign, once Co-President Musk came on the scene, there’s a reason for that, as well.
The main team always knew there was a strong possibility Donald Trump would not make it to the election, much less through 4 years in the White House. The man was nearly 80 years old, and with his poor diet and other issues, chances were good that he’d be taking a dirt nap before Inauguration Day.
JD Vance was chosen after an exhaustive search for just the right running mate, with the requisite lack of intellect and the kind of moral flexibility that would otherwise endear him to the MAGA crowd. More importantly, however, Vance was so eager to be close to power, for himself, that he was willing to shuttle any sense of propriety and ethical mores, even to the point of allowing experimental procedures to be carried out on his body, all for the good of “the plan.”
After the requisite testing, Vance was taken to a special wing of Walter Reed Hospital, where Trump’s body was being cryogenically maintained. A body double, heavily made-up, in order to keep up the ruse, was used for most of Trump’s post-election appearances.
While at Walter Reed, most of Vance’s spine, along with his brain was removed. Trump’s brain was removed from his frozen head and transplanted into Vance’s head. With help from Elon Musk’s Neuralink project, Trump/Vance is being retrained to walk and move about, simulating real life.
On January 20, 2025, the Trump body double will take the oath of office. Within a month, Trump’s “death” will be announced, and JD Vance will become president – EXCEPT – it’s NOT JD Vance, but a newly revitalized Trump, wearing a JD Vance body suit, if you will.
We should all be grateful to JD Vance for his willingness to sacrifice his brain for the cause of “the plan.” We should all be thankful for the lower MAGA serfs, who did all the footwork necessary, even going to prison, for some, to make this all possible.
Trump will live on in a younger body, his legacy intact. We will see the glory of Trumplandia made a reality. We will prosper and buy many eggs! Ok, maybe not all of us, but the tech bros, for sure!
Trust the plan and carry on, Trumplandians. Trust the plan, indeed.
Still seems less nuts than Amway's "The Plan" for making me wealthy beyond my wildest dreams.
WOW! you got it bad, Trump derangement syndrome, that is. Only those who are ready for the men in the white coats to come and haul them away could have come up with that nonsensical drivel. I gotta say, I really didn't think TDS was a thing until I just read this claptrap. I implore you, Susan, get help asap!