So, you don’t have any evidence.
Most people don’t know what “evidence” means. It doesn’t mean proof. So if you’re asking if I have smoking gun proof… that’s hard to say. If I was on the jury and what I’ve seen was put in front of me, I’d consider it enough to convict. Most people would want more; and I can understand that. Everything I have is circumstantial, but when you’ve got 10,000 “coincidences” you start to realize the bigger miracle is that there’s no miracle at all, so to speak.
If you’re asking whether I have evidence at all… that’s almost laughable. I deleted everything and bought a gun the minute I realized everyone had already decided it didn’t happen and nothing was going to ever change their minds. If I wanted I could probably go track down most of the evidence again; but honestly, when I was involved in the first “investigation” I was extremely disturbed by the things I was seeing, and I really don’t want to “commit suicide” by shooting myself in the back of the head, twice, and throwing myself into a river with concrete shoes on. It isn’t worth it.
Maybe they don’t care, maybe they are too scared to believe it, maybe they don’t like the idea that it could be true, maybe they approve of it, maybe they don’t want to look weird… I don’t know why most people believe whatever they are told about this kind of stuff. I don’t know why no one bothers to even look at the evidence, which is mostly available on the internet anyway. Whatever the reason is irrelevant. They don’t, won’t, and maybe can’t believe it. Call me evil or whatever you want; and maybe I’ll answer to God for it one day, but I’m not going to throw my life away for nothing. Back when I was more innocent and believed that most people cared about the truth, I was involved. When I realized that wasn’t true, I got out of it and decided to stay out.
God will sort it out eventually. It’s too big for a nobody like me.