orgone field generator components

It's been known in the alt scientific community that South Africa is loaded with ancient technology that date back hundreds of thousands of years.  This technology seems to be based on geometric shapes based on a stone called hornfels, the same stone Leedskalnin used to build corral castle in Florida. 

South Africa is littered with ancient stone beads that were once considered more valuable than their weight in gold.  A rock more valuable than gold got my attention but who knows what the value of gold was a half a million years ago.  These stones look like ordinary orbs with a hole in the middle, like a donut, but the energy they emit is off the charts.  I decided to build one.

  It took a while to find the right combination of molds and building protocol and a couple more days coming up with a resin recipe that would come close to what those ancient orbs were made of. 

Since hornfels was the primary stone used in these geometric shapes, I figured that was a good place to start.

There doesn't seem to be any more than a general description of hornfels other than it's metamorphosis was the result of being baked by being a little too close to magma in the planet's early years, producing a very hard, crystalline structure.  It's primary use is a base for highways. 

Not wanting to go out of state for some free stone, I turned to some rocks I have from Herkimer, NY. that are known to contain the highly coveted Herkimer diamonds.  These stones look identical to hornfels and, apparently, that area of New York is the second most common volcanic landscape feature on Earth.  I think I might be on to something.

Building this new device would require busting up the Herkimer rocks to powder and using it as the resin base.  Before doing that, I decided on a prototype made with crushed quartz sand with a teaspoon of powdered aluminum, two teaspoons of 1mm sized brass chips, and pinch of selenite.  

There's two reasons I did it this way.  
1.  I wanted to get the shape and procedure correct.  A trial run. 
2.  I wanted a base unit to compare with the Herkimer unit.

Sanding and filing got progressively more difficult.  The longer this unit set, the harder it got.  The next morning I was barely able to scratch it.  Stone would be easier to shape.  Mental note:  Finish up before you're done for the day.

Ok, so this unit is constructed only of medium density.  The idea is to place it inside an extra high density ring with a frequency driven mobius coil to study the difference in component cascading densities and multi density units.  It's also a good way to find the perfect ratio of XHD and MHD in a unit by adjusting the mass of MHD while maintaining a consistent XHD in the form of the ring.

The shape is supposed to be toroid, like the stones found in South Africa and other parts of the world left by the ancients.  The design still needs work.  Too many edges that are impossible to grind down and it should be as tall as it is wide.  This is why I made a prototype, first.

If I'm not careful I might learn something from this.          


  

lettuce be

Has anyone noticed the prices of greens this year?  $5.00 for a head of Romaine is just a little too high, in my humble opinion.  I mean, it grows in the dirt from a seed that costs like 1/1000th of a penny.  Just add water, wait, and sell it for five bucks.  Hell, I can do that myself and eliminate all those middlemen. 

Let me make this clear.  I'm not bitching about the cost of salad greens.  I'm bitching about the price of salad greens.  There is a difference.  It takes 60 days to grow a head of lettuce from seed to head.  Labor consists of planting a seed, adding water and nutrients, and waiting 45 days.  They plant thousands of these at a time and pay some kid five bucks an hour to do it.  (part time to save the cost of benefits)   That might take a half day.  40 days later they pick em, pack em, and ship em to the store who buys them for pennies and sells them for 400% profit to pay his minimum wage part timers, with a little left over for a new car.

I know the economy is better than it's ever been.  Everyone is suddenly debt free and their mortgages are paid off.  Even burger flippers are getting 20 bucks an hour.  So why should anyone complain about four heads of lettuce costing an hours worth of labor?  Think it might have something to do with the cost of a 32 GB USB flash drive costing less than a head of lettuce?

Whatever the reason, I decided to do a cost analysis and see for myself.

I went through the garage and found just about everything I needed to build a hydroponic system.  A couple pieces of 3" PVC, some 2x4s, submersible fountain pump, 5 gallon bucket with lid, some neoprene hose, and a box of nails.  A little scrounging and Amazon and next thing ya know I'm growing greens.  I figure that's $20 worth of Romain and $15 worth of mixed lettuce at three bucks a head.  Maybe I'll set up a little stand outside the grocery store to sell my surplus.

Of course, it's my first attempt and I made plenty of mistakes like drilling the holes before cementing it together.  But a little ingenuity, a couple power tools, and a propane torch later it looks almost professional.  At least it works.  As a control, I have two Romain plants in dirt to compare growing results.

This system could equally work with aquaponics as well as multi-tiered set ups to support 100 plants in the same square footage.  I'm also working on a similar system to grow asparagus and tomatoes that would produce year round in a zone 3 climate.

Now that I don't have to waste my time pulling weeds, I can work on something really important, like my pyramid amplified field generator.

Stay tuned.    

   

what's in the bag?

I knew there was no way I could come up with a bug out bag that would last any more than a week.  Maybe city folk think they can rough it by not taking the bus or subway but here in rural America, we travel by car, not by foot.  For me to carry everything that represents me and my culture would require a bunch of guys like in the Tarzan movies crossing darkest Africa.  Aint gonna happen by foot, unless I can't find the fuel to get me to the next gas station.  And then, I'd want to hunker down with my stuff and a good place to sleep until the shit blows over.  Doin that in a tent, out in the open, is like asking for a beatin. 

I have two cars at my disposal.  One is an Expedition with all the comforts of home with really shitty gas mileage.  The other is a 95 Caravan with a 5 speed tranny with lots of new parts.  In the event that the SHTF you'll want something inconspicuous that can fly under the radar and blend.  You also want something with good gas mileage.  The Caravan is a no-brainier.  Unless the driver is a total retard, that kind of vehicle can get through any checkpoint because of it's status as a soccermom_mobile.  Put a soccer ball icon on the back window and you're in like Flynn.

As far as bugging out, I got too much stuff for one pack.  I need a car to move all my shit.  I can't get by on minuscule provisions  from a dying economy, hoofing it to a better place hoping the zombies won't get me.  The plan is to look as normal as you can and not be eaten.

And that's the schizoid mindset of most bug out preppers.  What to put in the bag that will keep you alive for the rest of your life.  What precious 21st century possessions do you have that you can't live without?  How much of the crap you own can you set fire to?  99.9% of all the stuff that fills your living space and storage bins will be put in one pile and thirty pounds left over that will fit in a backpack.  I'll bet some of that stuff you keep will be clothes, fishing hooks and line, flashlight, a cook stove, a bic lighter, and a big bag of Raman noodles.  Maybe the most important thing to leave behind is your dependence on society.  You'll never catch a fish with hooks and string and you know it.  You'll eat your Raman noodles crunchy in the dark when your flashlight and lighter quits.  May as well lose the cook stove.

Here's what ya do.  Learn how to make a fire with sticks and rocks.  Once you got that down pat, go out in the woods with just the clothes on your back and spend a day learning how to put an edge on a rock and put a point on a stick.  Learn how to build a primitive shelter using only rocks and sticks.  Build a fire and think about finding water as you gather firewood.  Look for something edible like roots and berries.  Spend the night in your shelter and wake up cold because the fire went out.  Go home hungry and think about how you can do that two nights in a row and what you would do differently.

I don't expect anyone reading this will bother to attempt making fire, let alone spending the night in the woods, with or without a phone.  Doesn't that say something about how fragile we've become due to our dependence on society?  We can't survive without it.  It's pitiful when a single match could mean the difference between life or death from exposure.  Admittedly, I never made a fire from sticks and stones but I made them from coke bottles and my friends glasses.  I'll bet I could make fire from ice, if need be.

My point is, if you or I or anyone else were to spend one night in the wild and learn to make do with nothing but our wits, I'm sure we'd know exactly what to put in that backpack.  

        

joanie loves dismemberment

Erin Moran, dead at 56.
When I think of little Joanie, I think of Galaxy of Terror.

diversity destroys social cohesion in the west

I've been saying this for years.  

looking for coin

I was talking with a friend of mine about treasure hunting and how often you can find old coins laying on the ground as if they were just dropped.  He's always been very much into metal detectors and searching for buried treasure and most of the stuff he finds is only a few inches below the surface.  He claims, every now and then, he'll find an old coin right there on the ground ready to be picked up.

This got me thinking about all the old coins I found sitting on top of the ground after a hundred years of hiding.  One coin that comes to mind was a penny I found, sitting on the ground at the town feed mill when I was a small child.  It was dated 1864.  I remember the date because it was in 1964 when I found it.  I assume it was lost for a hundred years before I saw it sitting heads up in the feed lot where cars and trucks drive every day.

It seems this type of thing happens more often than you think.  The vast majority of old coins are found on the surface.  Logic dictates they weren't sitting there for a century without notice.  They somehow resurface and get picked up by people not even looking for them.  It's not just coins that show up out of nowhere but coins have dates on them, which gives you a time frame indicating how long they were lost.

All this was going through my head as we continued to talk and share anecdotal stories about found pennies.  It seems my friend had a similar experience with a penny he found in 2003 that was dated 1903.  Now we're getting somewhere.  Two pennies found in different places, under different circumstances, both of which were found on ground surface after missing for 100 years.

Any treasure hunter will tell you coins, by their own weight, will sink into the earth, or be covered up by earth, and logic dictates the newer coins will be closer to the surface.  I'm not so sure about that.  Rather than slow motion quicksand, where the deeper you dig the older things are, the earth is more like slow motion oatmeal in a microwave where the earth is in a constant state of cyclic motion.

You can argue that those pennies were recently dropped before they were found.  It's possible but nowhere near probable.  Check your pockets and count how many coins you have that are 100 years old.  Pennies are the most discarded coin, only because their value is next to nothing.  What are the odds that a coin someone might accidentally drop is 100 years old?

If a penny can be dropped on the ground, sink or be covered over by earth and resurface 100 years later, and the same thing happens to another penny 40 years later at a different location, it stands to reason 100 years could be a complete cycle for the size and weight of a copper penny. 

Does size and weight matter?  I don't know.  I can't find any studies done on this phenomenon and even seasoned treasure hunters will tell you the deeper you dig the older the artifact, even when they themselves have found older coins on the surface with more recently minted coins a few inches deeper in the same area.

One way to put this theory to the test is to go where people gathered a hundred years ago and look around.  In 1917 Wilson was on his second term and the US officially got involved in The Great War and men of fighting age were drafted.  Old carnival grounds, train stations, and parks that haven't been renovated might be good places to look. 

If you're still reading this and want to give it a go, don't bring a metal detector.  If my theory is correct, odds are good you'll find coins from that era on open ground.  Let me know if you find something.

Good luck   

            

free books

I got a call from an old friend who asked if I was interested in working with him and his brother for a day or two to get a project done.  I've known these guys for 40 years and when they ask me for help it means they need help.  I said, sure.  They'd do the same if I asked them.  It seems they work for a guy who flips houses and he just got one that needs to be made ready, pronto.  So, Friday and Saturday I worked on this house with these guys.  I didn't know what I was getting into. 

The first floor was knee deep in crap from the previous owner and everything had to go.  The basement was worse and had mold problems so all the drywall had to go, along with all the crap.  We filled up a 40 yard dumpster in two days and we'll need another on Monday.  I'm committed to see this thing through so it looks like I'll be busting ass Monday, too.  The good part is I managed to get a bunch of hard cover books.  The previous owner was into scale model trains and history and his books reflected that.  Lots of stuff in the Civil War, WWI, WWII, and a bunch of biographies on Hitlers hangman, Rommel, Caligula, The Borgias, a pictorial edition of The Kama Sutra, medieval life, and tons more.  I grabbed about twenty of these books and set aside a whole bunch more to give to a library.  I just couldn't bring myself to toss these books in a dumpster.  I can't get over the total tonnage of CDs, DVDs, toys, personal effects, and family pictures that was left.  The exercise equipment alone must have cost 4 grand and all of it is going to a landfill.  I found the guy's pay stubs from his job, the PFA  his wife put on him, and the divorce settlement and a family portrait during happier times.  This poor guy completely remodeled this house before everything went to shit.  His kids had the most expensive toys I've ever seen.  We found a Christmas card from his wife saying the most wonderful things about her husband and how he was her whole world.  A month later she put a PFA on him, got a divorce, kept the kids, and got everything he had.  All this stuff was left there.  This guy was suddenly locked out of his own home and everything he worked for and collected and stirred his soul was gone for good.  At least I got some good books out of it.  

Anyone interested in acquiring any books, just pay the postage and their yours.

about that storm tuesday...

I was wrong.  The storm that blew through was more than I could handle.  We got a dumpin like hasn't been seen since the mid 80's.  I mean even the post office was closed.  This was a Donner party storm for sure.

As I mentioned on Monday, the PVC CB was set up for solar, meaning it only works when it's light out.  The storm came late at night and by sunrise the solar panels were covered with two feet of snow, effectively turning it off.

I knew this was going to happen but in order to fix it I'd have to switch the frequency generator to batteries to run under it's own power.  That meant working in the frigid cold, in the dark, with electrical tape and a phillips.  To be honest, I just didn't feel like going through all that.

Even sloth has it's rewards and mine was spending three days digging out.

On a positive note, Brazil had a few thunderstorms this week, bring rain to a rather dry part of the world.

There IS balance in the universe.


  

orgone field generator winter storm weather control

There's a snow storm about to hit the area this coming Tuesday.  It's now Sunday and I've been hearing about this storm since last Thursday.  They've got it down to a science.  They can not only predict a snow storm five days into the future, they can even tell you how much snow to expect.  I've heard anywhere between 12" and 36" of snow in one day.  Wowee, that's a lotta snow!  And it's all gonna come down this Tuesday.  This prognostication isn't just from the weather guy in Pixley.  This is the straight dope from every weather wizard in North America and everything in between.  These guys are so sure of themselves, the stores are already running out of bread, milk, and eggs.  This is Donner party snow and everyone knows it.

All the more reason to fire up the PVC CB and see if I can bump this oncoming storm and redirect it somewhere else.  I've been monitoring the weather to see where this colossal storm is coming from and I think I found it.  It should be hitting Greenbay, Wisconsin by now, then Chicago, Detroit, and a bunch of other towns as it lumbers towards the Appalachians sometime around Tuesday.  Hell, I can hitch hike faster than that.  But the zombie speed of this hellish snow maker will give me more than enough time to try and make some changes.

While it was still light, I redirected the PVC CB to west north-west and replaced the four foot stove pipe with an eight foot section of 2" copper pipe.  This is the same setup I used in the fall of 2012 to redirect Superstorm Sandy west instead of it's predicted path to right where I am sitting now.  They had a dozen computer models of where Sandy might go to lay waste to but none of them included a hard left at Philadelphia to head west with a hard right to regroup with the rest of the storm in Connecticut.  It did an end run around this area, resulting in some wind but no rain.  I'm hoping I can do the same for this storm and make fools of weathermen as a whole.

It's been almost two and a half years since I set the PVC CB to run semi-nonstop.  The solar cells I installed power up the frequency generator in proportion to the amount of sunlight it receives.  It runs only during daylight hours and the brighter the sun, the more energy it kicks out.  At night, it shuts down, giving mother nature a break.  At dawn's first light, it fires up and runs continually until it gets too dark and goes to sleep.  The two plus years it's been in operation, the weather has never been more... for lack of a better term, cooperative.  The water table is up, no flooding, no droughts, no hurricanes or blizzards.  No harsh weather of any kind.  Now, go fifty miles outside this area and it's a different kind of weather.  Extremes in everything from floods and droughts to high heat and humidity and unseasonably cold weather, all in the same places.  Just like this area used to be about ten years ago.  I got so used to the weather, I saw no need to fiddle with it and just let the PVC CB do it's own thing while I get to work on other projects.  It might stay in the same position for weeks and then I'd notice it was pointing in another direction.  I figured that was just nature making her own adjustments.  I never did like the idea that I was commanding nature to do my bidding, like I had some kind of weird God complex.  Putting nature in the drivers seat makes me more of a custodian than a deity, and I like it.

But now it's time to give Mother Nature a little nudge and ask if she'll bump Tuesday's blizzard somewhere other than here.

I'll keep ya posted.


            

the secret reason for roe v. wade

It wasn't to settle the abortion question. The individual known as Roe never had an abortion. Big Pharma was the driving force behind that court case. Dr. Joseph P. Farrell calls them "Muck Pharmaceuticals". More on him, and them, later. Here's the title of a video that Granny Smith sent me a few days ago.

The Exploding Autoimmune Epidemic - Dr. Tent - It's Not Autoimmune, you have Viruses

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8FCJ_VPyns

 

It's a 2 hour video if you do it all. Do it all and you'll learn what's killing you. It's the vaccines. If  you just want to know the real reason for Roe v. Wade, then fast forward to the 1:15 mark in the video. You'll hear the narrator tell you that aborted fetuses are used as a culture medium for vaccines and that they all contain traces of DNA from abortions. A minute later he reveals the real reason, the secret behind the Roe v. Wade court case. Muck Pharmaceutical was buying aborted fetuses from Sweden, where abortion was legal. Way too inconvenient and expensive. So this court case was initiated to make abortions legal in the American colonies.

 

Keep on going and you'll learn that Ibuprophen and Motrin shut off your immune system.

 

FDR had polio. My mother told me that I was born with polio. Somehow I got over it and have always walked normally. Others did not. There were stories and photos of children in iron lungs and on crutches. Made your heart hurt. So Jonas Salk became a national hero when he came up with a polio vaccine. All us kids had to have one so we wouldn't suffer the same fate as those poor kids in iron lungs.

 

Ah! We were all so naive back in those days. We heard on the radio and read in the papers that polio had been wiped out. That was back in the days when we thought we had a free press. We knew we had a free press because the free press kept telling us it was free. Wiping out the polio epidemic boosted the acceptance level of vaccinations. Everybody got one.

 

Some time ago I learned, and you'll hear Dr. Tent say it in the video, that polio was never really wiped out. They just re-labeled it! It's now Epstein Barr or some other name. Ain't polio, though! Polio has been wiped out. Yeah. And Oswald killed Kennedy. Planes hit the towers.

 

Speaking of Oswald, he was in on the vaccination scam, too. There's a book, Dr. Mary's Monkey, that tells the whole story. She developed a weaponized vaccine that would create cancer in people. Oswald could not be allowed to testify. Otherwise, that story would have gone public. So Jack Ruby killed him and then Jack Ruby died of the cancer that was injected in him. It's at the 52 minute mark.

 

A brief word about Muck Pharmaceuticals. This will overload your Central Processing Unit.

 

https://gizadeathstar.com/2017/03/towards-electronic-dna-switch/

 

TOWARDS THE ELECTRONIC DNA SWITCH

What was the gimmick? Vaccines that literally modified a person's sneeze with more of the same muck. The plan is relatively simple: (1) take a vaccine, (2) sneeze, and (3) thereby spread the vaccine to other people, who may not even want it. Add this to the arm's length long list of other technologies - nano-technology, genetic engineering, CRISPR and so on - and one has a veritable witches brew of all manner of mischief.

 

There's more at the link. Not overloaded yet? Try this.

CDC is a vaccine company, a “cesspool of corruption” says Robert F. Kennedy Jr.

http://www.naturalnews.com/2017-02-25-cdc-is-a-vaccine-company-a-cesspool-of-corruption-says-rfk-jr.html

 

Kennedy has called the CDC “a cesspool of corruption” for failing, time and again, to do the right thing for Americans and for science in helping expose the link between brain damage and thimerosal-laced vaccines, which he has said hit poor, ethnic minority children the worst since it is most often included in the cheapest vaccines used at publicly-funded urban clinics.+++

 

Want to make an easy $100K? Just prove that mercury in vaccines is safe.

 

In the video you will hear that Nixon declared war on cancer the first week in office. Why? Because he knew there was a cancer epidemic coming from the vaccines given in previous years.

 

One of the first things this president did was to appoint Robert Kennedy, Jr. and Robert De Niro to expose the link between vaccinations and autism. Rumor is that his youngest boy is autistic. The CDC is going down. He has been setting up targets for the past few weeks. This president is relentless. Somewhere on down the road the CDC will see a red laser dot focused on them. And then Boom! Another one bites the dust.

 

It'll have to be a virtual toe tag. Is there a morgue for corporations?

I'm a believer and it's about time

I figure a good litmus test for spirituality and wakefulness is your opinion on Trump.  Not to put too sharp a point on it, Trump is a facilitator of God's will, just as much as Moses and Jesus.

If you're a liberal, you won't find much harm in what I said and you'll just go on hating the guy for reasons no one else understands.  If you're a Christian or a Jew you might consider what I said as blasphemy.  If you're a truth seeker, you might want to think twice before you lay some atheistic horse shit at the base of the temple and acknowledge you are witness to a miracle.  Think about the Speech Hillary would have said in front of congress the other day, if the powers that be had their way.  Now, wonder if maybe God might have put Trump in the white house because he likes us.

It's this kinda stuff that makes me a believer.     

trump is hitler

I decided to switch teams.  I'm no longer a Trump fan.  I'm now an anyone but Trump fan and it feels good saying it.

It came to me like a lightning bolt.  Why am I wasting my time arguing with reason and logic when I can just yell and throw trash cans in the street?  I can hang with my progressive homies, SJWs, and BLM buds and raise hell like they did in the hippy days.  I can wear a mask and wave a Mexican flag while yelling "Let the Muslims in!"  I might even get to burn down a Starbucks or maybe a university.  I'll wear my pussy hat and kafiah with my larger than life Ruth Bader Ginsgurg button and hang with my feminist sisters yelling meaningless stuff to anyone wearing a red hat.  In time, they'll accept me as one of them and, with luck, let me apply electrical tape Xs to their nipples or maybe write feminist sayings on their grotesque, naked, lesbian bodies with a black magic marker.

Deep down in my heart, I know Trump is Hitler.  Everyone in Hollywood says so, even that guy who played Dr. Honeypot in the last few seasons of M*A*S*H*  He hasn't worked since the Alan Alda show but at least he looks better than Loretta Sweat.  I mean, woof, woof, but it's ok cause we're all equal... except for Trump who is Hitler.

That's right, haters.  We're all equal, which means Trump has more money than I do and since we're all equal, he must have stolen my share and I want it back.  It's not fair that Trump and all his buddies have more and we have less.  We're all equal and Trump is Hitler and he needs to be impeached.  We want him to pay his fair share and quit his job so we can get someone else in the white house.  Anyone but Trump.

I don't have to compare Trump to Hitler because Trump IS Hitler, but I can compare Hitler to Churchill, who Trump isn't.

Hitler was a better dresser than Churchill.  He was a better dancer than Churchill.  He was better looking than Churchill.  Churchill couldn't even say Nazi. he said Nauzees.  Nauzees... We weren't Nauzees, WE WERE NAZIS!  But not me.  I'm anyone but Trump.  We're all equal.  Except for Churchill and his cigars and his whiskey.  Hitler didn't smoke and he didn't drink which means Trump is Hitler.

Hitler wanted to kill all the Jews.  Trump wants to kill all the Muslims.  Hitler put all his Jews on boats and trains and sent them somewhere else.  Trump wants to do the same with everyone, especially radical Islamic terrorists, and he won't even let any terrorists into the country.  It's so obvious, Trump is Hitler.  They have it hard in the backward shit hole country they lived in for untold generations.  We're all equal and they have the right to come to American sanctuary cities, practice their religion, eat their special food, and teach us things.  It's diversity, folks.  It's what makes America special and Trump wants to ruin it because he's xenophobic AND he's racist, just like Hitler.  We are all equal and Trump has had a good job his whole life.  No jobs in the Middle East.  No welfare either.  They need our help to come here, get a drivers license, find a nice place to live that has Islamists in the neighborhood to make it easy to get their special food, and get to know their new American friends.  Trump doesn't want this because he is Hitler.  We are all equal. 

Diversity breeds contempt contentment.  

a non forgotten memory

Many years ago, I'd look out my bedroom window, late at night, and see a jet plane flying overhead.  I knew most of the people on that plane were fast asleep or focused only on the actions in the cabin, but there was one person on that flight, looking out the window, totally amazed at the lights below them and absolutely thrilled they were flying above some ground lights showing the location of a guy equally thrilled, as he watched them pass over.  This person was on an adventure like none other.  They were on a quest to find themselves and they were looking for clues from a jet liner's cabin window.  I wonder if this individual remembers the communion they shared as they passed overhead.  I wonder if their passing is as fresh in their memory as it is in mine.

I wonder if they found what they were looking for.

is it anarchy yet

About this Trump phenomenon.  I'm a little confused.  When the American people protest, aren't they supposed to protest against the establishment?  Isn't that rule number 1?  In The Wild One, when the girl asked Marlon Brando what he was rebelling against, he said, "what ya got?", he was referring to any and all of the establishment ideals of the day.  If it was establishment based, he and his biker gang was against it.  To them, establishment meant limiting their freedoms to drink towns dry, make a lot of noise, accost young ladies, and piss off the old farts that ran the town.

Today, protesters fight for the right to maintain the establishment we've had for eight years that is endorsed by both major political parties and every alphabet organization our government has.  I never heard of a political protest in favor of maintaining the status quo.  I mean, aren't protests supposed to be in favor of changing a system that no longer works for the people?

Since the vast majority of protesters aren't interested in a Trump replacement, I'm led to believe the protesters are primarily anarchists, in favor of a government free of government.  Now, THAT'S something I can get behind. But until that time comes, let's let Trump undo all the socialist crap Obama instituted for the last eight years before we try to rule ourselves.

If protesters can demonstrate how they can feed themselves as well as burn down supermarkets, I might give them some credit.

Anarchy is more than breaking Starbuck's windows.       

it's a miracle

A year and a half ago, we had the first republican debate where Fox's question to Trump insinuated he had a very low opinion of women, to which his answer was "Only Rosie O'Donnell."  From that point on, Trump set the tone for the whole 2016 presidential race.

I thought he was just another Illuminati puppet, like all the rest that are put there for this regular sham theater.  Presidents are selected, not elected.  Anything that happens in Washington is always planned well in advance.  Nothing is left to chance.  Interactive bread and circus reality TV for the masses.  Voting only gives us the illusion we make a difference.  We don't.  The champions are chosen and the winner is a done deal.  The script is written, the actors are in place, and the election is rigged.

It wasn't until the second Clinton/Trump debate when I knew for sure that Trump was the real deal and not a ringer.  He called out Bill Clinton as a rapist and Hillary as his enabler.  He called Hillary a career criminal, listed some of her crimes, and said when he gets in office he'll have her arrested.  This kind of talk is never part of the script.  You don't slam the chosen one, especially the Clintons, in front of millions and millions of viewers all over the globe, unless you have some serious back-up.  It's not just Hillary and her foundation.  It's the shadow people who own her and everyone else.  This guy has got some awesome protection, fer sure.

And then, a miracle happened.  In spite of the propaganda and rigged election, Trump won.  I mean, 11th hour, in your face, win.  One by one, states turned red right before our eyes.  Only the largest cities and a few states were blue.  Of course, they were all sanctuary cities with a lot of democrat votes from illegals and dead people.

Take a look at this map.  It shows the election results by county where Trump is red and Clinton is blue.  The majority of Hillary's votes came from cities with the largest populations of immigrants, many of whom were, and still are, illegal.  The two million votes, that supposedly gave Hillary the popular vote, came from Los Angeles, New York, and Chicago.  Most of the blue areas on the perimeter coincide with the easiest entry points into the US from foreign countries.  It looks like an invasion by way of unguarded borders and international airports.

Illegal immigrants, by definition, can't vote.  Right now there are ten states that allow, if not strongly encourage, illegal immigrants to get a drivers license.  Many of these states automatically register the newly licensed illegal to vote.  That's right.  Under Obama the US of A became the first country on the planet to encourage non-citizens to vote.  Of course, they don't know anything about our system of government and don't know what a democrat is but that's what they're registered as and that's the party they feel they have to vote for.  That's potentially 4,120,000 illegals from south of the boarder voting democrat because they feel they have to.  And that's only 37% of the Latino population.

The vast majority of Latinos came to this country for a better life and because most South American governments really suck.  Mostly run by psychotic dictators who come into power through assassination with the help of globalist hit men, ready to trade power, mansions, and luxury cars for the country's natural resources until they don't have a country anymore and things go from bad to another level of hell.  I don't blame any of these people for making the trip north.  It's better here than Venezuela.  What I don't care for is when they bring their slave mentality with them and try to turn this country into a larger version of the shit hole they left.  And they're not even aware of it.  They don't have a clue that the democrats want them only for a voting block to get them elected.
Like Obama said, "If you vote, you're a citizen."

Hillary had the backing of both political parties, wall street, corporate America, Washington DC, the banks, Saudi Arabia, George Soros, the liberal left, Trump haters, SJWs, mainstream media, the Bush family, the Clinton Foundation, LGBTs, snowflake college students, college professors, and damn near everyone else with an exaggerated sense of entitlement.   

All Trump had was the military, evangelicals, various patriot groups, working people, critical thinkers, and the awakening masses.

The takers vs. the doers.  Lies vs. truth.  Corruption vs. honesty.  Globalism vs. nationalism.  Tyranny vs. freedom.
The dichotomy has never been clearer.  To see it as just another election means you're still asleep.

When you put all the pieces together, the picture shows things the way they really are on so many different levels it's mind boggling.  The election map shows not only who won but how many votes for which candidate by county.  It shows the highest concentration of Hillary voters are in the largest cities, where Trump has the support of the rust belt, the bible belt, the great plains, and pretty much the interior of the country.  The heartland of America. 
The election map also shows the easiest access points for illegals to enter the country as well as the highest populations of Latinos.  Those areas are blue.

If it wasn't for the electoral college, just the voters in Los Angeles, Chicago, and New York would be enough to give Hillary the win and the demographics of these three cities would dictate the laws of the land because only the voters of these cities need to be pandered to.  Imagine life in the USA if movie stars, actors, and gangsters got every law passed they liked.  It'll be Agenda 21 on steroids.

Here's an illustration to show you where Hillary's extra two million votes came from.  LA alone had over twice as many democrat votes as Manhattan.  Even more amazing is there were more voters in Florida this election than all of California, and Broward county (Ft. Lauderdale) had the most votes out of that state at 243,567.

As South American refugees tend to settle in cities, the Muslim population is growing faster than the worlds largest religion.  Estimates of the number of Muslims living in the US is believed to be somewhere between 3 and 7 million.  No one really knows the exact number but whatever it is will be outdated tomorrow.  Muslim immigration has increased by 66% in the last decade and Obama is hell bent to dramatically increase that number.

In his book Slavery, Terrorism, and Islam, Peter Hammond wrote a detailed analysis on the proportion of Muslims to the overall population and increased violence and adherence to Sharia law. Hammond’s research reads like a roadmap to ruin; a horrifying picture of the future of civilization. To summarize an oft-quoted section:

When the Muslim population remains at or under 2%, their presence tends to fly low under the radar. In the 2% – 5% range, Muslims begin to seek converts, targeting those they see as disaffected, such as criminals. When the population reaches 5% they exert influence disproportionate to their numbers, becoming more aggressive and pushing for Sharia law. When the population hits the 10% mark Muslims become increasingly lawless and violent. Once the population reaches 20%, there is an increase in rioting, murder, jihad militias, and destruction of non-Muslim places of worship. At 40%, there are “widespread massacres, chronic terror attacks, and ongoing militia warfare.” Once beyond 50%, infidels and apostates are persecuted, genocide occurs, and Sharia law is implemented. After 80%, intimidation is a daily part of life along with violent jihad and some state-run genocide as the nation purges all infidels. Once the nation has rid itself of all non-Muslims, the presumption is that ‘Dar-es-Salaam’ has been attained – the Islamic House of Peace.

In the last three years alone, 300,000 Muslims immigrated to the United States.  The Refugee Resettlement Program is paving the way for a mass of Muslims to flock to our shores. With the United Nations in charge of determining who qualifies for refugee status and the Organization of Islamic Cooperation (formerly the Organization of the Islamic Conference) as the power broker at the UN, you can count on a flood of Muslim refugees to be arriving at a town near you, if not your own town, very soon.

The Preferred Communities Program considers rural areas and small towns a better place for refugees and immigrants because these areas are better suited to provide the special services these people need.  (Yeah, right)  And this is the UN telling us how many refugees to take in and where they should be placed.  All those red areas on the map, the heartland of America that voted for Trump, is slated for Islamic occupation by order of the Organization of Islamic Cooperation.    


The problem is Hillary, who was supposed to continue Obama's dream of turning America into an Islamic nation, lost the election to Trump.

And that's the miracle.  

I poured over this information for weeks and I'm just as awestruck now as I was the day after the election.  Against all odds, one man saw the big picture and stepped forward and financed his own campaign and got elected as the leader of the free world.  This was a man who didn't drink or do drugs.  Never had anything in his past that could be used for blackmail.  He was clean, successful, and had a great family just as clean as he was.  He's also smarter than his opposition and every step he took in his rise to the white house was pure, calculated genius.  The mainstream media was all in for Hillary, as well as everyone else involved in Washington politics.  Some senators backed him, withdrew their backing when it looked like he was in a jam, and quickly backed him again when he looked like he was winning, showing the world what pussies our congress is made up of.

Hillary was the queen of entitlement and ran her 90's style campaign on two issues.  Bashing Trump and "I want to be president because it's my turn."  She bought all the super delegates with Saudi money, paid off the DNC, got the debate questions before the debates, stole the nomination from Bernie with help from the DNC, owned the mainstream media and dictated to CNN on what to say to put Hillary in the best light while slamming her opponent.  She spoke to rallies that half filled an auditorium for 20 minutes and go take a nap.  Sometimes her rallies were so small they had to cgi the crowds and pay a few bus loads of people with cash and t-shirts to fill half a high school gym.

Hillary lied and cheated her way through the whole campaign and it was painfully obvious to anyone who paid attention.  Her programmed minions and the never Trumpers missed it entirely and when it was clear to Hillary that she lost, she went on a drunken rampage, screaming at everyone, calling Al Gore on the phone and bitching like a retard with leg cramps about how it was in the bag and Trump beat her, and blaming everyone for her disgraceful failure but herself.  
Two months later her Hillarybots are still in a state of tfull retard, doing their best to flail at the cold reality that the democratic party and everything they worked for is gone.

CNN, the last bastion of establishment Clinton hope, put another nail in the MSM coffin by headlining totally fake news about Russia, Trump, prostitutes, and golden showers, one week before the inauguration, in a cheap attempt to discredit the guy who beat Hillary.  Eight years ago CNN was reporting what the Obamas were going to wear to the inauguration and if the president elect should accept his Nobel peace prize before or after the event.  This year they're headlining piss and prostitutes and Trump's fabricated involvement.  Sniff, sniff... smells like legacy media death to me.

The media gives us the impression there are two kinds of people.  Those who like Trump and those who don't.  Those who like him are happier than ever with a profound sense of optimism for the future.  Those that hate Trump parrot the same propaganda the legacy media have been programming them with for the past year.  "He's a racist, a bigot, he hates women, he's unstable, and doesn't have what it takes to be president."  Their delusional perceptions are matched only by their flawed collective clairvoyance by adding, "He'll start a nuclear war!"

I look at the Trump haters and the rest of their tantrum throwing, crybaby ilk as sleepwalking zombies, bereft of any sense of critical thinking or spirituality, who may never wake up and join the rest of the world in the paradigm shift that's heading toward us at light speed. 

To be clear, I have nothing against the far left.  I look at them like a bunch of people with the same mental disorder, convinced you're wrong unless you share the same delusions as they do.  They're like members of some creepy cult like $cientology or that bunch who followed Jim Jones and drank the koolaid.  Some people you just can't reach. 

I wish I was a super-genius inventor and could come up with a way to make a telephone into an explosive device that was triggered by hatred of Trump's presidency. The battery could explode and leave a mark on the face, so I could know who to avoid talking to before they even talked. And I could look and say, "Hmm, no you're not gonna be saying anything that's going to add any value to my life."

The paradigm shift is going on now.  2008 was the beginning and Obama was the right man to usher in chaos, racism, bigotry, accelerated diversity, SJWs, LGBTs, 47 flavors of gender, prayer rugs in the white house, race riots, economic destruction, and all the bleak prosperity we deserve for falling asleep at the wheel and not paying attention to what our public servants have been up to.
And rightly so, Trump is the man for this season, as a cosmic course correction, to navigate the proper heading for all humanity.  Our constructs are all going down.  It's the Titanic and the sleeping masses are bitching because the waiter isn't filling the water glasses fast enough.  Everything we know is changing before our eyes.  The old and obsolete are dissolving while a new system is emerging from the rubble.  It's inevitable.  It's gonna happen.  You can't stop a wave.  The best you can do is adapt and learn to surf.

And this is just the beginning.  You aint seen nuthin yet.   

  “The planet Pluto channels the Shiva energy, which is the revolutionary energy of catharsis that one way or another destroys all old forms and thought forms that cause people to cling to ignorance and old ways steeped in illusion and delusion.  … The period of late 2008 to 2024 is the period when all the karma accrued in the Piscean Age will be worked out.” – Omna Last

Better buckle up.  2017 is gonna be a hell of a ride.
           

missouri haiku

Last week I was in the shower doing my morning rub-a-dub-dub when my higher self gave me a blast of inspiration.

It said, "Go to Missouri and find a small town and walk around this town to get the pulse and feeling of it and write haiku.  Then go to the rest of the lower 48 and do the same thing.  You will publish a book on small town America haiku and it will be a best seller.  This will be your life's work."

First, never in a million years would I consciously consider going to Missouri, let alone hang around a small town in Missouri until I was inspired to do a haiku on it.  I've been to Missouri and I can't think of one reason to go there again.  Second, visiting a small town in 47 other states would be preferable.  Logic dictates Missouri should be first, if it was remotely logical to tour the US on a poetry tour.  But logic has nothing to do with this.  I seem to be on a mission from a higher being and I can't say no.  Third, the phrase, "life's mission", implies I'll be around long enough to perform this task.  Part of this deal is a published book that will become a best seller.  Not that I crave fame, but the odds of my book (if it ever gets written or published) becoming a best seller could take at least a few decades.  If I don't go on this mission, I could theoretically live forever.
Not being too keen on immortality or a quick death, I decided to do it.

I had to refresh my memory of haiku construction.  It's been a while.

Essentially, Japanese haiku is three lines.  5 syllables, 7 syllables, 5 syllables, with a juxtaposition and a season and about 16 other rules.  Being American, I think I can get a pass on the other 16.

I don't like the way
Life has been abusing me
By summer I'm gone

Don't read anything into this.  It's just a Zappa haiku with a season as an example.  If Hannibal, MO would be considered a small town the Haiku might be more like this:

Tom Sawyer lived here
Injun Joe lived down the road
They were summer friends

Ok, so there's a lack of juxtaposition but I have til warm weather to get my haiku act together and that's the least of my worries.  The big question is, which car do I take?  The Expedition that gets the same gas mileage as a Peterbuilt but rides like a Cadillac or the Caravan with better mileage and a 5-speed?  I figure the Caravan with enough supplies to carry, in case it dies on the road and I have to hitchhike the rest of the way.

Either way, the universe wouldn't send me on a mission like this without some kind of divine protection.  I'll just put my faith in knowing what to do when the time comes.

I got a couple of months.  Anything can happen.

                

I just got fired and I never felt better

It's the day after Christmas and I lost my job.  I'll admit, I spent a few minutes in a state of denial, but when the fog in my head cleared, I was good to go.  My head was reeling with thoughts but the most predominate was, I'M FREE.

Secondary and tertiary thoughts included the absolute cowardice of my manager, who I considered my friend, who had one of his assistants give me the bad news instead of delivering it himself.  And another assistant, who I worked with for a few years who I thought would at least give me a heads up on the situation, acted as a silent witness when the surprise axe fell.

If the situation was reversed, I would have stepped in and put in my two cents to defend my workmate.  I would have argued on behalf of the person chosen to be fired as an unsolicited litigator and fought for my workmate's job.  Ya see, it's always been my philosophy that you never mess with another man's job.  A bad habit I picked up as a union worker and union officer in past jobs.  But in retail, you're on your own because there is no union and the company has you by the short hairs and everyone is too afraid to lose their job.  So, my pseudo friends stood silent and idle as I got fired from a job of 14 years, by a guy who wasn't there a year.

And what was my crime, do you ask?  I gave a flashlight/stun-gun to a girl who worked there because she had to walk two miles home, after 11pm, through a bad neighborhood.  Nothing more than a Christmas present.  Well, Merry Christmas.  You're fired.

But I'm good.  For the first time in many years, I got not only the Christmas spirit but acknowledgement from the universe that all this was nothing but good.  Ya see, a few days ago I stood in the energy field of the Mofo field generator I built a few months ago, and made an intent for a better job that payed more and would give me more satisfaction.  I could never do that unless I was free from my present job, which I would never quit because of my work ethic.  It took an outside agency to force me out of that position to fulfill my desire and intent.

At this moment I'm in a total state of respect and awe of the power this field generator has.  It totally redirected my whole life from a simple intent.  And no one knows better than me...Ya call the tune, ya pay the piper.  I knew what I was getting into and I accept the fates.

My head is in a better place, now.  I can feel my IQ rising from the lack of stupidity I was accustomed to and the world is my oyster.  Anyone else in this position might be fostering revenge or ill will toward the participants who executed my economic demise but I refuse to foster such negative emotions.  Rather, I choose to wish that all involved get what they deserve and that everyone else get a better job.

Not to worry about me.  I have a backup plan to keep me in the monetary security to which I've been accustomed.  And quite honestly, this job was messin with my psyche and I'm glad to be done with it.  I'm free to work on other projects like making lick-her, field generators, orgonite and de-calcifying my third eye.

Send your condolences to my former employer and your good wishes to me.  I'm just getting warmed up.

            

eggnog contest

uncle dale

got skin?

It was my local pharmacist who said if I can manage to come up with a real poison ivy cure, we could both make a fortune. I had the antidote for poison ivy. I just needed all the trappings that go along with merchandising such a thing, like packaging, labeling, manufacture, distribution, funding, lab work, business plans, FDA approval, and all the red tape that goes hand in hand with modern American business.

I may be a tinker and experimenter but an administrator, I am not. After a while, my poison ivy cure became little more than free relief for family and friends, usually in a state of half scabbing, oozing pustules, with an itch severe enough to bring them to the brink of madness.

My work with frequencies and field generators took up most of my free time and my cure sat on the back burner to be revitalized when the time was right. Little did I know the right time was pretty damn soon.

When Tammy casually mentioned she had what looked like the beginning of psoriasis, it got me thinking of possible cures, and my poison ivy cure immediately came to mind. As I listened to her tell me about the rash on her neck, my mind went off on skin cure tangents. The cure is simple. Jewel weed extract and water in a 3:1 ratio to allow it to produce an aerate spray from a pump bottle. If I substitute colloidal silver for the water it would include an anti-bacterial element to promote healing and reduce the chance for infection. A touch of glycerin would act like a patch to keep the solution on the treated area. Out of the three components, glycerin is the only one with FDA approval, allowing me to list it as the active ingredient with the truly active ingredients listed as inactive to satisfy FDA requirements. I mixed up a small batch and Tammy is now conducting personal research on whatever skin irritations she has with substantial documentation through her course of treatment.

Yeah, I know… The government has their games and FDA is no exception. FDA will NOT approve any natural cure for anything, ever. Unless it can be created in a lab by big pharma with billions in research and payoff funds, no cure will hit the pharmacy shelf. Doubly so for a natural cure. The addition of glycerin will allow me to produce my cure because many years ago, FDA granted approval for it, and because of this irreversible approval rating, I can do what every other poison ivy relief vendor out there can do… Add an FDA approved substance as the active ingredient, even if it's totally useless.

Talk about totally useless. Have you ever perused the drug stores for what is sold for poison ivy relief? Almost all of them focus on the symptoms of poison ivy instead of the cause. Active ingredients listed are usually crap like alcohol, which burns like hell and does nothing but dry up a few emerging pustules, and camphor, which reduces the itching so you don't scratch. Each manufacturer has their own proprietary blend of FDA approved crap that does little more than give the illusion of reducing the symptoms while letting the problem run its course.

I get my jewel weed extract in bulk from a company who does their own reactivity tests, freeing me from the burden and cost of lab work to see if one out of a million people might react negatively from a substance. I produce my own colloidal silver in small batches using only pure water using reverse osmosis with 3PPM Himalayan salt with a consistent 38PPM nano particle colloidal silver. The colloidal silver alone can cure Ebola, according to government studies. Topical application of this type of colloidal silver acts as an antibacterial and antibiotic to reduce inflammation and infection and promote rapid healing.

All three ingredients have a proven, historical track record for healing a plethora of ailments. Jewel weed will stop the progression of poison ivy rash and reverse it faster and more complete than anything big pharma or nature can provide. Colloidal silver is backed by independent and government studies that conclude nothing nasty can survive in a colloidal silver solution. Glycerin is totally non-reactive and is available everywhere and has FDA approval. According to the FDA, only an FDA approved drug can be listed as an active ingredient, and since all three ingredients are listed as non-reactive, I can bypass the reactivity lab tests. It looks like I got FDA approval through the back door and I'll be producing and selling this stuff without worry about government intervention. So, up yours FDA.

If you care to recreate this formula, I'll give you all the information you need to make your own. But if you just want a bottle to try out before you invest a ton of cash, let me know and I'll send you something. This is just part of my research and development budget, which might set me back a few hundred dollars, compared to the 300 million the FDA said I would have to spend before they denied approval. (and we wonder why medical costs are so high)

This 300 million dollar figure FDA considers a reasonable price to pay to research a simple formula is stunningly mind blowing. On top of that, their arrogance in telling me straight out they will NEVER approve it no matter how much I spend is designed to discourage anyone from trying. $300,000,000 is a lot of money. That kind of money can buy a distribution center full of cutting edge lab equipment tended by an army of lab coated technicians with enough left over cash to buy an island in the Caribbean. I wonder if this 300 mil was a subtle suggestion as to the amount FDA would accept to change their minds? I'll bet dollars to donuts if I suggested a meeting between our respective lawyers to work something out, and if I actually had 300 million to spare, we might have the first natural cure approval by the FDA since 1974. Of course, FDA would insist on approving a natural cure ONLY if it was able to be synthesized in a lab, which no longer makes it a natural cure.

That seems to be the unmentioned FDA mission statement.

Any drug can get FDA approval as long as it can be synthesized in a laboratory and comes with enough money to influence our decision.

More money means faster approval and my pockets aint that deep. 

I hope to get this stuff on the market before the springtime poison ivy season.

On a lighter note and deeper tangent...


I'm comin.  I'm comin, though my head is hangin low.

I hear the gentle voices callin

old, black, Joe.

frontier phone company sucks

My internet went down two weeks ago and it took that long for the phone company to send someone out to fix it.  Intolerable, for sure, but this is the world we created and we have to live with it.

For the record, my internet/phone company is Frontier.  Let me say that again.  FRONTIER, the worst phone company in North America.

A few decades ago, if your electric or phone or internet went out you could expect the service to be corrected within hours, a day at the most.  Today, in our Jetson future society, we can expect a service call anywhere between 8 am and the moment of our death, with a service charge added to the monthly bill... with an appointment two weeks into the future.

When the phone guy finally did show up, I noticed he awkwardly used his cell phone to get the codes for the new modem.  Now, this is a phone company technician that came to restore the DSL internet service the phone company provides.  It's a land line.  That's all this company deals with.  Land lines and DSL service that goes through the land lines.  He's using a competitive service to service his company's customers.  I mean, this is like Pepsi on a Coke truck. 

I asked him why he's not using a laptop, or at least a tablet for this kind of work, and he said the company took all their laptops away at the beginning of the month to cut costs and want all the phone techs to use phones instead.  He also said the last job he was on took 5 hours and he could have done it in half that time if he had his lap top instead of this crappy phone that takes forever to type into because of the tiny virtual keypad that his technician fingers can't cleanly hit.

I couldn't fire into this guy about the two week wait, after a pitiful story like that.  If he was armed with a laptop and attitude I'd blast that sonofabitch for depriving me of internet service for two weeks just because he had a vacation coming, or some such shit.  But this guy was just like me... Working for a cheap company, run by bean counters who never worked in the field, dictating how things should be.

And being without internet for two weeks had me hot enough to take a tire iron to the phone guy... just as soon as he fixed my internet problem.  But I couldn't.  He was just like the rest of us that are still working.  Doing three times the work for the same pay because our respective companies use our work ethics against us, for no other reason but increasing their bottom line.  We're slaves to our respective systems and slaves don't kill slaves.  They got us by our collective, ideological balls.

That's why I made arrangements to switch the internet to cable and save $65 a month. 

Let's hope I don't have to switch to satellite for the same reason.

trump is a racist

I received this from a friend of mine.  Something worth sharing.

The controlled press functions as the voice of the Establishment. The Establishment wants you to believe certain things, accept certain things as truth. They are against Donald Trump. Solidly against him. So they set the reporters and the talking heads to say bad things about him. They accuse him of various things. Often, he's accused of being a racist.

 

These Establishment mouthpieces assume a position on high moral ground and proceed to attack Donald Trump for being a racist. The evidence they present is pretty vague. It would not stand up in court. But, they control the narrative. They're the media. He's just one person. They can shout him down and trot out other paid clowns to say the same thing.

 

It's very hard, impossible really, to prove a negative. They can accuse him of being a racist or anything else and there's no defense for that. He can't prove he's not a racist. He can't prove he doesn't communicate with little green men from the planet Mopar. They haven't accused him of that so far.

 

The plan is to put him on the defensive and make him spend his time trying to convince people that he's not a racist. That way the Establishment controls the narrative and proving a negative is impossible. He's too smart for them, and that's a plus for our side. He may have been born at night, but it wasn't last night. So we have to ask the question:

 

Do these drifty delinquents from the Establishment have a valid claim to the moral high ground? Let's start by defining "racist". The nice folks over at Oxford, where dictionary is their middle name, give us this definition:

 

• prejudice, discrimination, or antagonism directed against someone of a different race based on the belief that one's own race is superior: 

 

That seems pretty clear. Let's look around and see if we can find some of those dirty "racists". Notice when the Establishment uses that word, it sounds like a dirty word. The ultimate put-down.

 

Didn't have to look far. It's in the bible. Yep! That book those Steeple People use to condemn racists. They're the ones who'll tell you that the jews are "God's Chosen People". If that ain't racism, I'll kiss your butt on the courthouse steps and give you six weeks to draw a crowd.

 

On the world stage, look at how the Israelis treat the Palestinians. As less than people, really. Horrid folks, those Palestinians, is their attitude. They've built walls to keep them out of Israel. Sort of like the wall President Trump wants to build on the southern border, which is very similar to the one Mexico built on their southern border. But I digress. Israel burns and shoots Palestinians and steals their land. And if that's not a racist attitude, the offer on the courthouse steps is still open.

 

Oy vey! Let's not just talk about the jews. How about we talk about them black folks? Some of the descendants of cotton pickers behave like racists. BLM, for example. They spray paint "kill whitey" on whatever flat surface is available. They have a plan and they know what they want. They refuse to accept the outcome of the election and have promised to demonstrate - read, disrupt - the inauguration. Do they think they're better than white folks? That's how they behave, anyway.

 

It's not a long jump from racial predjudice to religious predjudice. And Holy Cow! That's what much of history is about. The history of the Catholic Church's action against heretics of their own race and genocide against other races is way too long to go into here. It is enough to say that Christianity in all its forms of manifestation did not achieve its powerful position on the strength of its arguments. Their power came by way of the sword. The Islamists do horrible things to people. The Christian Church may have been their teacher.

 

Ah, yes. The Islamists. They've been at war with each other for centuries. Centuries! The West inserted itself into that region with the first world war, and then again with the second world war. The oil companies had to have their cheap oil, and Israel - we're back to them again - had to have a homeland. So the jews inserted themselves into a region that was already full of religious strife and now the Middle East has to deal with a tribe who doesn't get along with any race. They don't have to. They're God's Chosen People. But it isn't that simple. Seems that there are at least two flavors of jews and, you guessed it, the majority discriminates against the minority. You don't hear much about that from the controlled media. Maybe it's because the media is either owned by or controlled by jews. Ya' think?

 

Racists. Start looking, and you'll find them everywhere. I remember reading years ago that the Japanese used to look down on Koreans and say that Koreans are proof that monkeys mated with humans.

 

If you stood a Saudi next to someone from Yemen, could you tell them apart? Maybe if they were dressed differently. But really, all them brown folks from the Middle East look alike, at least to me. Ah! But they know who they are! And so the Saudis are making war on tiny little Yemen. Is it based on race or religion? Or did the Saudis just feel boisterous one day and decide to bomb Yemen? They make war on Yemen and along comes Iran as an ally of Yemen. Saudi Arabia and Iran don't get along. If you were around in the Reagan years, you'll remember their war. Race war? Maybe. Iranians are not Arabs. They're Persians.

 

Have I made my point? You can denounce it from the highest mountain if you are moved to do so, but the fact is that racism is pretty much a human trait. So the next time some paid shill for the controlled media wags his finger at Donald Trump and calls him a racist, you can just look at that clod and nod in agreement. "Yep. He's a racist. Just like everybody else."

 

Except that in his case, he probably isn't!! Take a look at those closest to him and judge for yourself. And then you may wonder to yourself what other lies have they told about him?

 

 

Dragon

who's in charge here?

The other day, I was sitting on a bench outside the mall when a woman approached me.  She addressed me by name and said we last saw each other at this very same place two years ago and we talked about parallel worlds.  She didn't have to jog my memory.  I remember the encounter very well.  We discussed how litter was increasing exponentially in the last ten years, proportional to the influx of South American immigrants and how quantum jumps may be part of the equation.  As we talked, she whipped out a notebook and jotted things down.  It just so happened she was researching a story for the local newspaper she worked for and was intrigued by the quantum theory angle and wanted to do a story on me.

Sure enough, when the paper came out she gave me full credit for my other worlds theory of litter accumulation.

Anyway, two years later, she tells me she wants to continue the discussion about parallel universes.  I smiled and said sure and asked what she was up to lately, as she inched her way closer to my bench.  You know, small talk before the heavy stuff. 

That's when she went off on how she and a few million people signed a petition to kick Trump out of office and they'll do it legally and swiftly and he'll be gone by January 1st and Hillary will become the president.  She went off on how Trump was a racist and bigot and hated women and grabbed women in the crotch and how he is a criminal who doesn't deserve to to hold any office, let alone the leader of the free world.

I just looked at her as she figuratively stomped to death our most recent president-elect with her high heels as she continued her non-critical thinking rant.
In my calmest demeaner, I said, "I don't know what you're talking about.  I thought Hillary was the criminal."

I wasn't expecting a rational discussion but what I got was a rather loud psychotic reaction that involved pacing, stomping, and lots of yelling about how horrible I was to vote for such an immoral bastard such as Trump.
As she turned and walked away I asked if she still wanted to talk about quantum theory.  She turned and said she will never talk to me about anything because of the horrible things I just said, and walked away in a huff.

She's not the only Trump hater I met without an inkling of rational thought as to why Clinton is good and Trump is bad.  I tend to think they don't know why, either.  They all seem to yell and hold signs and block traffic in cities during rush hour like a generation of inarticulate, verbal zombies.  Sounds like group mind control.  Now, how could anyone pull off a generational mind control program without detection?

I looked into American education 1980, as a good place to start, based on the age spread of the protesters.  It was May 1980 when the Department of Education took over the nation's school system with a new approach to educating our youth from the ground up, to become productive and obedient citizens.  Emphasis on obedience because the federal government remembers the chaos of the Vietnam era when revolution filled the air, Washington lost control, and America lost its first war.

The Jesuits had a saying... "Give me the child for the first seven years and I'll give you the man."

The question I have is, did a whole generation of obedient citizens suddenly decide to become disobedient and riot in the streets or did some authority order it?

I don't recall Obama or Hillary asking their minions to stop throwing hissy fits.

Who's controlling who?

       

 

   

    

millennial patriotism rush

this is so depressing...

In Hulda Clark's book, "The Cure For All Diseases", she goes into detail how bacteria can be killed with a 9V zapper set at 20Hz.  She also touched on the subject of clinical depression.

 Depression
All persons I have seen with clinical depression had small
roundworms in the brain. Is it any wonder the brain can't make
enough neurotransmitters or gets them out of balance? The usual
worms are hookworms (Ancylostoma), Ascaris of cats and dogs,
Trichinellas and Strongyloides.
Although it is commonly believed that hookworms penetrate
the skin when walking barefoot on earth, this appears to be a
negligible route. The important routes are eating animal filth and
inhaling filthy dust. Our pets pick these worms up daily. We get
them and give them in constant exchange with our pets and family
members. Diapering babies is an especially hazardous, though
necessary, business. Letting little children clean up after their
own bowel movements is even more hazardous. Hands should be
sanitized with grain alcohol after dealing with bowel contents,
whether your own, your child's, or an animal's. If you clean up a
messy diaper and then wash your hands well with soap, then go to
make the chopped salad for dinner, you're sure to give each
family member a dose of whatever the baby has. It was hiding
under the fingernails. Animals clean up the easy way: they simply
lick the youngster's bottom. But, we humans are not strong enough
to take on a dose of bottom with each meal. We must sanitize
our hands.


Ok, just the thought of worms crawling through my brain puts me in an immediate state of denial with a touch of revoltion followed by an urgent need to rid my second favorite organ of parasites.  But, it got me thinking about a connection between clinical depression and household pets and the very distinct possibility that every member of a household with a family dog is completely unaware they suffer from clinical depression.

It's altogether possible someone could be clinically depressed for decades and not know it.  Depression is self-protecting.  One of the side effects of clinical depression is not recognizing you have it by setting up an involuntary state of denial for this specific disease.  For example, you might blame your lack of enthusiasm and energy on the weather or a tolerance to your morning coffee.  You might even think about depression but will quickly perish the thought and focus on symptoms, which has as much effect as blowing your nose to cure a cold.

When Hulda Clark said all persons she's seen with clinical depression had small roundworms in the brain, I wondered if ONLY the clinically depressed had roundworms or if the non-clinically depressed had them as well.  Do the worms cause depression or is the brain of a depressed person a better environment for worms to thrive?  How many peoples brains did Clark check out who weren't clinically depressed?  Is worms in the brain physical proof you're depressed?  How do you find out if you have roundworms in your brain?  Biopsy?  MRI?  Stool sample? 

At any rate, I'm assuming there's a possibility my brain might be harbouring a few unwanted parasites and decided to get pro-active on this, for my own peace of mind.

I picked up a Spooky2 rife machine a few months ago and I've been experimenting with it ever since.  Without going into too much detail, Spooky2 is a programmable frequency generator designed to target specific organisms with the exact frequency to destroy the unwanted organism.  Picture a wine glass shattering from a singer's voice.

Last night I loaded Spooky2 with about a dozen frequency programs designed to eliminate hookworms, ancylostoma, trichinellas, strongyloides, and any other pathogen associated with cranial parasites and fired it up using remote killing.

It's too soon to tell if this had any effect on me but last night I had the best night's sleep I've had in weeks.  I woke up early and fast with an appetite for eggs and a significant absence of morning stiffness.  In short, I feel pretty good.

I can't help thinking anyone who has a dog or a cat in the house has most likely managed to be infected by these parasites and there's no remedy, outside of specific frequency bombardment, to eliminate them.  Unless you spend your life in a bubble, you got em and you've had them for many years.  Long term clinical depression could be the root cause of the vast majority of societies physical and mental ailments.  Obesity, back pain, heart disease, insomnia, organ failure, stress, neurosis, psychosis, road rage, cancer, and tons of other ailments that manifest in middle age could quite possibly be the result of playing fetch with the family dog when you were a child.  Talk about prozac nation.  Is it any wonder the vast majority of Americans are on some kind of maintenance drug protocol?

It's common knowledge that dogs and, to a lesser degree, cats are beneficial to humans as confidants and stress relievers who lower blood pressure and reduce heart disease and make old people feel happy and loved.  I totally agree.  There's no better symbiotic relationship than a boy and his dog.  From the first starving wolf to approach pre-historic man's camp fire, to be fed a bit of meat as a peace offering, a bond was formed that evolved into the mutual domestication we have today.

An Australian study claims older Australians who own a pet are more likely to be depressed and in poorer physical health than people who don't own pets, according to a major new Australian study.
Flying in the face of claims from the pet food industry, and others, the study shows pet ownership confers no health benefits to older people.

The study shows older pet owners are more obese, had a higher risk of heart disease, were more depressed, and smoked more than their non-pet owner counterparts.

Is it possible our domestic animals are so sweet and cuddly by design, not only as a survival mechanism for themselves but part of a bigger plan to infect humanity with thought altering clinical depression, with denial of it's existence as a built in safeguard as our domestic dogs and cats act as gate keepers with the illusion of easing the depression they're responsible for?

To answer that question you'll have to find a culture that avoids contact with dogs and compare the data.  Anyone know of a country that fits that description? 

At any rate, I'll let you know of my findings in a few weeks.