by Nathan Smith

Looking at the latest Jeffery Epstein files, I realised that I know people exactly like him, have read books written by people like him and that people like him are part of America’s deep history.

Was Epstein eating babies, fornicating with pre-pubescent girls (or boys) and puppet-stringing heads of state with blackmail? Maybe. But that’s not what the three million documents appear to prove. Of course, the Satanic evidence could still be in the other three million documents we haven’t yet seen. Anything is possible. Right now, all we know is that while Epstein was certainly a bad dude, he was also fairly normal in a certain layer of this world.

Our planet has three layers of reality. The underworld is a mythic realm inhabited by the souls of the dead. The only influence this layer has on our minds is illusory, but powerful. The second layer of our planet is the normal-world. This is where families, aeroplanes, dogs and bacteria live. This is reality for most of us. And all our stories play out in this layer.

Finally, there is the overworld.

This layer can only by accessed by people who have access. What does this mean? A person who has “access” is someone who can get things done, solve problems and connect problem-solvers. Knowledge is not power. The only thing that matters in the overworld is access. Can you create access? Can you get things done? Are you playing the game, rather than letting the game play you?

Overworld is also the title of a great autobiography by Larry Kolb. This book really is required reading, I’m afraid. Kolb was born into the overworld and could not escape it no matter how hard he tried. His father was a “fixer” just like Jeffery Epstein and worked for the nascent CIA after WWII ended. As a young man, Kolb wanted to do his own thing in business, but every step he took created more access to important people. Eventually, he found himself right back where he started: in the overworld.

Kolb’s book showed how most of a spy’s job is finding people who have access (agents) and then using them to get things done. And little did he know, but the founder of CIA, Miles Copeland, had his eye on Kolb for a long time. Copeland had all the resources of the US government at his fingertips, but it counted for nothing without access. Kolb was becoming one of the few people who knew people who knew people, so Copeland recruited Kolb to be his agent. The book is a recital of Kolb’s insights from Copeland about how the overworld really works.

Copeland treated the normal-world (layer two) as something fluid and manipulable where elections could easily be steered, governments replaced and leaders elevated when they were needed. For example, Copeland was on the ground in Qom at the start of the Iranian Revolution. His job was to walk around and quietly hand out $US100 notes to anyone who would shout “Down with the Shah!” It wasn’t long before the money was unnecessary because soon everyone was shouting. The rest is history.

Copeland showed Kolb how dinner parties, friendships and chance encounters created access opportunities. In Beirut, Kolb learned how to host parties that put him at the centre of the city’s diplomatic and intelligence circles, allowing him to gather information and weasel some influence. Kolb was setting up networks of key individuals who understood how to position themselves, observe patiently and shape events with precision from behind the scenes.

Most importantly, Copeland answered the question: what currency is used by those who print the currency? In other words, since the overworld has access to unlimited money (being so close to the central banks), money no longer has value, just a price. The currency of access in the overworld is trust, favours and etiquette. Just like with normal-world currency, it is possible to be both very rich in the overworld and to go bankrupt very quickly – Exhibit A: Jeffery Epstein.

In the overworld, if you don’t say the right words in the right order (etiquette), you won’t be invited back to the parties. If you don’t do what you said you’d do at the time you said you’d do it (trust), you won’t be contacted again. If you never offer to do something for free or refuse to accept someone else’s offer to do something for free (favours), then you do not have initiative and aren’t a team player. But if you have good etiquette, high trust and offer to do things, access into the overworld will be your reward.

In the movie John Wick, the main character carries special gold coins. All he must do is show these coins at the right moment, to the right people, and he can access anything he wishes, even normal-world money. But the coins themselves aren’t the measure of value. The coins are a graphic representation (for the purposes of moviemaking) of the currency of trust, favours and etiquette.

This is why existence of Epstein made a lot of sense to me. Of course he exists. The overworld is full of people like him. It needs people like him. Just because Bill Gates has a lot of money does not mean he has power. Money is not power. Gates could buy his way into a party, but no one at the party will know if they can trust him. Access requires a different kind of currency. The point of Gates’ relationship with Epstein was alchemy: turning money into power and access.

I know this because I’ve worked with people like Epstein. One of my former colleagues in corporate finance understood the overworld, although he never called it that. A few years ago, he spent months setting up a “chance” encounter with a wealthy figure in Australia. My friend studied this man until he knew him better than his wife did. To the wealthy figure, my friend arrived into his life at the perfect time. Engaging and insightful, my friend seemed to know all the right people and offer to get things done out of the kindness of his heart.

Soon enough, the wealthy figure was calling my friend at strange hours with strange, personal requests. Could my friend help with getting his daughter into a particular school? His car wasn’t working and he need to get into the city, can my friend help? This law is slowing down his business, can my friend talk to someone in government? The answer, each time, was the same: leave it with me. My friend became the go-to guy for any problem because he could be trusted, operated on favours and always, always used the correct etiquette. My friend only has one client now. But the money doesn’t matter. What matters is the access this client creates for my friend to be in the same room as other wealthy figures who need a man they can trust to get things done.

Did Epstein collect blackmail on his clients? Perhaps. The better question is whether he needed to. Sure, having insurance is always useful, but play the scenario out.

What happens the day after Epstein uses blackmail to manipulate a client? The moment he does this, all the trust he has accrued with his other clients evaporates. Suddenly, every phone call hits an inactive dial tone. His emails bounce back. He gets “sorry sir, but the master is away right now” from the maid. Gone. Poof. Access denied. He is now bankrupt in the overworld.

Once you enter the overworld, nothing in the normal-world can help you. The world is the vessel that is filled up. The normal-world is moved by the overworld. You can leave the overworld at any time, but no amount of money will be enough to buy re-entry. You’ll have to find your own alchemist willing to spend his overworld currency on you. Those underage girls weren’t just blackmail, they were rewards. They were a favour. They were proof that Epstein is a guy who can get things done. They were a currency.

99% of people never access the overworld. But history is full of overworld players. We called them monarchs, princes, sultans, viziers, dukes, marquises, professors, civil servants, secretaries, financiers, colonels, tycoons, monopolists, unionists and dozens of other names. Their networks come and go, rising and falling. The lock on the door of the overworld is slippery and small, but the skeleton key appears when two or more people decide to trust each other and get things done. That’s all it is.

The overworld is also a part of American deep history no one wants to talk about.

In his memoir Witness, author Whittaker Chambers recounts his astounding life working with the Communist International in the decades prior to WWII. Chambers is an American, and most of his communist friends are American, except for the Soviet “handlers” who he thinks are controlling the network on behalf of Moscow. Chambers believed in communism and worked hard to create access to fellow communists across the highest levels of the US government.

Eventually, Chambers becomes disillusioned with communism and decides to expose the conspiracy. His exposure becomes very public, and he names many prominent figures and officials as communist traitors. But what bamboozled Chambers was that the pushback came not from the USSR, but from deep inside his own country:

“The simple fact is that when I took up my little sling and aimed at communism, I also hit something else. What I hit was the forces of that great socialist revolution which, in the name of liberalism, spasmodically, incompletely, somewhat formlessly, but always in the same direction, has been inching its icecap over the nation for two decades… It was the forces of that revolution that I struck at the point of this struggle for power. No one could have been more dismayed than I at what I had hit, for, though I knew it existed, I still had no adequate idea of its extent, the depth of its penetration, or the fierce vindictiveness of its revolutionary temper, which is a reflex of its struggle to keep and advance its political power.”

Chambers thought he was playing geopolitics and ideology. Oh, my sweet summer child! Communism was the political formula used by the overworld to justify itself, the latest way of saying “blah, blah, blah, therefore we rule.” Chambers was part of the biggest conspiracy of the 20^th Century but had no idea what it really was.

If he wasn’t so naïve, he could have spotted the overworld right down the street, at the quiet gathering at a non-descript room, or in the few brief words between visitors at a restaurant in Washington DC. The players in the overworld believed in communism, but only because it worked. Tomorrow, who knows what the overworld will believe? But it will always be there.

You can read all about it in the Epstein files.

Originally published on Flat Circle.