I will never be a flat earther

that doesn't help i understand the concept of locally flat but it is the "global" flat that i crave

You sound like a miserable person who wants to believe in something, but can't muster up the positivity. Maybe you should try focusing on the good things in your life instead of wishing you could believe in made-up things.

Check out The Secret Destiny of America (1944) and America’s Assignment with Destiny (1951) by Manly Hall they outline that America was founded by a secret order of immortal Wizards to become a perfect nation and save the world.

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An ancient brotherhood of wise men got here first. They knew they were losing ground to savagery as selfishness and superstition spread through the Old World, so they hatched a plan to build an enlightened empire in the West, a new nation devoted to the pursuit of the common good.

For centuries the adepts had been founding esoteric orders—Rosicrucians, Illuminati, Knights of the Holy Grail—and inserting their agents into the halls of power. “All the petty princes of Europe in medieval times had their Merlins, wise old men who in many instances were the actual rulers of the State,” all “bound together, in the secret society of unknown philosophers, moving the crowns of Europe as on a mighty chessboard.”2 Behind those alchemists and cabalists and seers and spies stood the Order of the Quest, the grandest secret society of them all, keeping the flame of wisdom alive and preparing the world for “a perfected social order . . . the government of the philosopher-king.”3 Periodically they published hints about their alchemists and cabalists and seers and spies stood the Order of the Quest, the grandest secret society of them all, keeping the flame of wisdom alive and preparing the world for “a perfected social order . . . the government of the philosopher-king.”3 Periodically they published hints about their designs. Plato’s Republic, Thomas More’s Utopia, Francis Bacon’s The New Atlantis: All anticipated the coming society.

But dark forces were at work as well, undermining the adepts’ efforts. Ambassadors of the order had visited the Americas in the golden age of Greece, and their successors had kept in contact with the secret societies that governed the Indians. > Now they cast their eyes westward again, aware that they needed space to create their perfect state and from there to build the world commonwealth of their dreams.

So the order guided Christopher Columbus, sending a mysterious counselor to join him on his first voyage to America. The explorers who charted the new land were also assisted by initiates of the order or sometimes were members of the secret society themselves; they “operated from a master plan and were agents of rediscovery rather than discoveries.”4 Francis Bacon, a leader of the order, directed the English settlement of America. “Word passed about through secret channels that here in the Western Hemisphere was the promised land of the future,” and settlers from secret societies ensured that America was “conditioned for its destiny—leadership in a free world.”5 When the time was right, the order’s agents unleashed the revolution against England. Some of the initiates who battled the British were well known, among them Benjamin Franklin and Thomas Paine. But more often they acted anonymously, dropping in at just the right moment to influence events and then disappearing into the void.

That’s what happened on July 4, 1776, when the patriots assembled in Philadelphia began to have doubts about signing the Declaration of Independence, knowing full well that if their fight for freedom was unsuccessful they could be executed for treason. There was fearful talk of scaffolds, of axes, of the gibbet. > Suddenly a stranger started speaking.

“Gibbet!” he cried:

They may stretch our necks on all the gibbets in the land; they may turn every rock into a scaffold; every tree into a gallows; every home into a grave, and yet the words of that parchment can never die! . . . Sign that parchment! Sign, if the next moment the gibbet’s rope is about your neck! Sign, if the next minute this hall rings with the clash of falling axes! Sign, by all your hopes in life or death, as men, as husbands, as fathers, brothers, sign your names to the parchment, or be accursed forever! Sign, and not only for yourselves, but for all ages, for that parchment will be the textbook of freedom, the bible of the rights of man forever. . . . When the speech was over, the delegates rushed to sign the Declaration. But when they turned to thank the speaker for his stirring words, the mysterious man had disappeared. No one knew who he was, and no one knew how he had entered and departed the locked and guarded room.

From United States of Paranoia chapter on Benevolent conspiracies book free here titled "Angels" there are other benevolent conspiracies described as well

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snappy wtf get some perspective

>I went to McMurdo.

>The sun didn't actually go around in circles lol.

>We didn't think anyone would actually be stupid enough to believe that

I know a boomer who's thinking about going to Antarctica for fun soon, because he traveled the world and that's somewhere he's never been.