Has anyone noticed the lack of honeybees lately? I have. This past season was the first time I saw a total lack of fruit on the pear trees and the teasel, butterfly bushes and every other bee-attracting plant, showing a dramatic absence of these insects. We still have enough hornets and wasps, but honeybees just aren't around. Sure, there are a few of them, but nothing like the populations of years past.
There seems to be two camps explaining this phenomenon. One group blames cell phones and the other doesn't. Studies show bees just don't like the frequency emanating from cell phones. It seems to disrupt their communication and navigation. They seem to leave the hive and never return, leaving only a few immature workers and the queen. The other camp claims it's a fungus or bacteria brought on by improper feeding, stress from overpopulated colonies and long-distance, tractor-trailer travel by the beekeepers to parts unknown for slave labor, to pollinate crops and produce honey for their human masters.
I tend to think beekeepers don't treat their bees anything like big business treats their human workforces. I've found beekeepers to be naturalists in the purest form, developing a symbiotic relationship with bees as partners rather than slaves, and profit is more of a byproduct rather than the goal. A beekeeper who mistreats his bees is a contradiction in terms.
As I look around this place where I live and see only woods and open fields, I wonder if the bees that left the colony are setting up shop around here. Why not? A perfect habitat for bees. Lots of things to pollinate, and no stress by people.
But as I mentioned before, there are no bees in this area to speak of. Not nearly enough to keep a colony going. A bee can travel about a mile or so from the hive and find its way back before sundown, and the one thing that all sources agree on is the bees leave and never return.
What about cell phone towers? You'd be hard-pressed to find an area without them. They seem to grow like daisies, and every one of them puts out extremely low frequencies. Isn't it more likely these towers' frequencies might affect a bee's navigation?
Every cell-phone user I talked to would rather starve to death than give up their cell phone, but all believe we are killing our planet with carbon footprints from plastic bags and oil.
Revelation 6:6
"Then I heard what sounded like a voice among the four living creatures, saying, 'A quart of wheat for a day's wages, and three quarts of barley for a day's wages, and do not damage the oil and the wine!'"
It's a little-known fact that grapes and olives don't need bees, but rely on wind, for pollination.
But one thing that stays in my mind is the American Indians' notion of the honeybee as white man's fly, and to see a bee means white man isn't far behind. They also believe when white man's fly is gone, the end times are soon followed.
At least we'll have enough wine and olives.
Monday, March 03, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
presidential lottery 2008
Let's face it. Do we really want any of these ass clowns as leader of the free world?
Hillary is Bill in drag. Obama is a crack smoker from Chicago. Every candidate running for prez is a war-mongering asshole, spouting the same tired crap we've been hearing for years. All, that is, except for RON PAUL, who doesn't stand a snowballs chance in hell because he's not chosen by the powers that be, namely the international banking elite. I mean, Hillary is the chosen one for the New World Order because she has connections, slept with a president, will do whatever her masters say, and is a total socialist. She's also an evil, war mongering, power-hungry bitch with an agenda of her own, which is turning the whole world into a nanny state with her as Mary Poppins. And McCain... Oh God. A white haired old fool who's stock in trade is once being a prisoner and a senator for something like 20 years. He still eats his meals wearing a blindfold. He voted to censor the Internet, which is enough for anyone on here to dislike this white-haired old man. I mean, we've already had one doddering old fool for president, and look what that got us. Besides, the election is rigged. We've gone electronic with easily programmed electronic voting machines and the fix is in. No more recounts because now there isn't a paper trail. Just google electronic voting machines and judge for yourself.
Democracy is dead.
All the more reason to get going on THE PRESIDENTIAL LOTTERY!
Yes, friends. Even YOU can become president. The Presidential Lottery seems like the only way we can attain true democracy in our great country. No more agonizing over who the second worst person is to be president. Now, you and every other hard working member of our great society can participate in, and possibly become leader of the free world.
The concept is simple... Every precinct will have a giant lottery machine with a ping pong ball representing each registered voter in that precinct. A little kid, selected by winning a school essay or some such contest, will step into the lottery machine and grab one ping pong ball, representing the winning candidate for that precinct. All the winning balls will then go to the state capital for the state level drawing. Another little kid, the winner from the state school essay contest or whatever, gets to draw the state winner.
You may be asking why a little kid gets to draw the ball. Two reasons.
1. No guile.
2. Shouldn't children be involved with a participatory government too? Just because their too young to vote doesn't mean they should be left out of democracy.
Now the fun begins. We have 50 balls representing 50 voting citizens from the YOU-NITED STATES. Pure democracy in action. The show takes place in the center of our great nation... Kansas. The master of ceremonies will be non other than the comedy team of Hillary, Obama and McCain. Witty banter all around. "Barack, you misinformed Negro." "Hillary, you ignroant slut." "Oh john, go grease your wheelchair." Big laughs, the audience cheers as other show business has-beens hit center stage. Sting, Mic Jagger, and Slim Whitman will all jam to the good old depression standards like, "I Wanna be Loved by You" and "Pack up Your Troubles", followed by the Ex-Presidents Barbershop Quartet.
Between acts we can have little biographies of the contestants, one of which will be the next President of these YOU-nited states.
A possible cross section of candidates includes:
Rufus P. Crabtree from Arkansas lists among his favorite activities as checking his catfish lines before breakfast and watching Orange County Choppers. Manuel "The Fist" Gomez has an enforcement business in East L.A. Julius N. Twiffle (if that IS his real name) has a successful hair salon in San Fransisco. Lakisha Tomika Jhonson from Harlem has been unemployed but welcomes the chance to make something of herself as the first African-American prez.
The ad revenue alone will be enough to balance the budget. A 40 share, at least.
After hours of high entertainment enhanced by a slew of Super Bowl level commercials the winning ball and the new president will be drawn by... you guessed it. A little kid. And that's not all for this little kid, for he or she will have his or her pick of cabinet level jobs, preferably, Secretary of State.
1st runner up will be vice president and 2nd runner up will be the presidential buddy, hanging out with the new prez, plan fishing trips to Camp David, etc.
In a recent poll that I conducted myself, 98% of the American public confirms that ANYONE can do the job as president better than a career politician and would welcome the chance to give it a try.
Face it. We've already had the worst president in history. We can't do much worse than that unless you have PMS Hillary with her finger on the button, or Barack I'll-say-anything-you-want-to-hear Obama, or John nuke-em-all McCain.
Let's let anybody else in. Even YOU.
Hillary is Bill in drag. Obama is a crack smoker from Chicago. Every candidate running for prez is a war-mongering asshole, spouting the same tired crap we've been hearing for years. All, that is, except for RON PAUL, who doesn't stand a snowballs chance in hell because he's not chosen by the powers that be, namely the international banking elite. I mean, Hillary is the chosen one for the New World Order because she has connections, slept with a president, will do whatever her masters say, and is a total socialist. She's also an evil, war mongering, power-hungry bitch with an agenda of her own, which is turning the whole world into a nanny state with her as Mary Poppins. And McCain... Oh God. A white haired old fool who's stock in trade is once being a prisoner and a senator for something like 20 years. He still eats his meals wearing a blindfold. He voted to censor the Internet, which is enough for anyone on here to dislike this white-haired old man. I mean, we've already had one doddering old fool for president, and look what that got us. Besides, the election is rigged. We've gone electronic with easily programmed electronic voting machines and the fix is in. No more recounts because now there isn't a paper trail. Just google electronic voting machines and judge for yourself. Democracy is dead.
All the more reason to get going on THE PRESIDENTIAL LOTTERY!
Yes, friends. Even YOU can become president. The Presidential Lottery seems like the only way we can attain true democracy in our great country. No more agonizing over who the second worst person is to be president. Now, you and every other hard working member of our great society can participate in, and possibly become leader of the free world.
The concept is simple... Every precinct will have a giant lottery machine with a ping pong ball representing each registered voter in that precinct. A little kid, selected by winning a school essay or some such contest, will step into the lottery machine and grab one ping pong ball, representing the winning candidate for that precinct. All the winning balls will then go to the state capital for the state level drawing. Another little kid, the winner from the state school essay contest or whatever, gets to draw the state winner.
You may be asking why a little kid gets to draw the ball. Two reasons.
1. No guile.
2. Shouldn't children be involved with a participatory government too? Just because their too young to vote doesn't mean they should be left out of democracy.
Now the fun begins. We have 50 balls representing 50 voting citizens from the YOU-NITED STATES. Pure democracy in action. The show takes place in the center of our great nation... Kansas. The master of ceremonies will be non other than the comedy team of Hillary, Obama and McCain. Witty banter all around. "Barack, you misinformed Negro." "Hillary, you ignroant slut." "Oh john, go grease your wheelchair." Big laughs, the audience cheers as other show business has-beens hit center stage. Sting, Mic Jagger, and Slim Whitman will all jam to the good old depression standards like, "I Wanna be Loved by You" and "Pack up Your Troubles", followed by the Ex-Presidents Barbershop Quartet.
Between acts we can have little biographies of the contestants, one of which will be the next President of these YOU-nited states.A possible cross section of candidates includes:
Rufus P. Crabtree from Arkansas lists among his favorite activities as checking his catfish lines before breakfast and watching Orange County Choppers. Manuel "The Fist" Gomez has an enforcement business in East L.A. Julius N. Twiffle (if that IS his real name) has a successful hair salon in San Fransisco. Lakisha Tomika Jhonson from Harlem has been unemployed but welcomes the chance to make something of herself as the first African-American prez.
The ad revenue alone will be enough to balance the budget. A 40 share, at least.
After hours of high entertainment enhanced by a slew of Super Bowl level commercials the winning ball and the new president will be drawn by... you guessed it. A little kid. And that's not all for this little kid, for he or she will have his or her pick of cabinet level jobs, preferably, Secretary of State.
1st runner up will be vice president and 2nd runner up will be the presidential buddy, hanging out with the new prez, plan fishing trips to Camp David, etc.
In a recent poll that I conducted myself, 98% of the American public confirms that ANYONE can do the job as president better than a career politician and would welcome the chance to give it a try.
Face it. We've already had the worst president in history. We can't do much worse than that unless you have PMS Hillary with her finger on the button, or Barack I'll-say-anything-you-want-to-hear Obama, or John nuke-em-all McCain.
Let's let anybody else in. Even YOU.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
from hell to eternity
In a recent study, 50% of Americans don't practice the religion of their fathers. Why do you suppose this is?
Is it because the Christians believe the only way you can get to heaven is to believe with your whole heart that Jesus is the son of God, was born of a virgin, died on the cross to wash clean everyone's sins, rose from the dead and levitated to heaven? What about original sin? Original sin doesn't count. The only way to get rid of original sin is to be baptized and the death and resurrection of Jesus doesn't seem to quite cut it. Apparently, the greatest deity the universe has ever known is powerless to wash away original sin and requires human assistance to get the job done.
Hitler was baptized and believed in Jesus. How come he gets a free ride to the pearly gates while every Hindu, Buddhist, Jew, Muslim, etc. on Earth are bound for Beelzebub's sauna? (I just love that name. Don't you?)
Is it possible that 50% of Americans are finally waking up to this bullshit, infantile mythology? Or is it because no one wants to wake up early on Sunday morning?
Is it because the Christians believe the only way you can get to heaven is to believe with your whole heart that Jesus is the son of God, was born of a virgin, died on the cross to wash clean everyone's sins, rose from the dead and levitated to heaven? What about original sin? Original sin doesn't count. The only way to get rid of original sin is to be baptized and the death and resurrection of Jesus doesn't seem to quite cut it. Apparently, the greatest deity the universe has ever known is powerless to wash away original sin and requires human assistance to get the job done.
Hitler was baptized and believed in Jesus. How come he gets a free ride to the pearly gates while every Hindu, Buddhist, Jew, Muslim, etc. on Earth are bound for Beelzebub's sauna? (I just love that name. Don't you?)
Is it possible that 50% of Americans are finally waking up to this bullshit, infantile mythology? Or is it because no one wants to wake up early on Sunday morning?
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Birds of a feather
We were discussing the Christian characteristic of turning the other cheek when Mary mentioned that cultures in the Middle East tend to be very scorpion-like, meaning, you step on my foot and I cut yours off. That got me thinking about the relationship between humans and the indigenous animals in that particular area, namely the scorpion, which thrives in abundance in that region. Of course, she was talking about Scorpio, the astrological sign, and how cultures seem to resonate to a particular sign. Perhaps Middle Eastern desert-dwellers subconsciously emulated the scorpion for its fierce ferocity, overcoming the massive size of its enemies. A scorpion sting will kill you no matter how big you are, and fits in nicely with the David and Goliath story, which still remains popular in Judeo-Christian mythology.
This got me thinking about other indigenous peoples and the creatures they cohabited with, such as the American Indians' relationship with bears, eagles, deer, wolves, etc. A bear can represent balance between work and play and hibernation during winter months with a new awakening in spring. Deer maintain their population in balance with food supplies. Eagles show how to hunt quietly and efficiently and how to stay above the common herd, and wolves teach the value of teamwork in the community. All these aspects are an encapsulation of the American Indian. and to understand these people you need to look no farther than the indigenous creatures in their area.
You can expand this concept of indigenous humans/animals to nearly every area on Earth. from the Japanese hot spring bathing monkeys to the sure-footed, 14,000-foot mountain-climbing Incan Llamas. It's as if humans, as a group, seem to emulate the characteristics of specific indigenous animals, adapting to their positive traits like a subconscious survival mechanism.
But what about indigenous city dwellers? Rats, pigeons, alley cats and dogs, and falcons inhabit most of our sky-scrapered habitats, and the indigenous people of these places emulate the characteristics of these creatures in a beautifully orchestrated social tapestry. Ratso Rizzo, stool pigeon, and Fritz the cat are only a few examples of indigenous urban human/animal relationships at the lower-class level. Bums could be considered cockroaches. The falcons that inhabit the highest part of the skyscrapers, that pinnacle pie-in-the-sky for the extreme social elite, can be inhabited only by the Rockefellers, Rothschilds, and the rest of their NWO festering ilk with Wall Street executives, bankers, and assorted financial leeches represented by sparrows.
Shit, I can write a whole book on this stuff!
This got me thinking about other indigenous peoples and the creatures they cohabited with, such as the American Indians' relationship with bears, eagles, deer, wolves, etc. A bear can represent balance between work and play and hibernation during winter months with a new awakening in spring. Deer maintain their population in balance with food supplies. Eagles show how to hunt quietly and efficiently and how to stay above the common herd, and wolves teach the value of teamwork in the community. All these aspects are an encapsulation of the American Indian. and to understand these people you need to look no farther than the indigenous creatures in their area.
You can expand this concept of indigenous humans/animals to nearly every area on Earth. from the Japanese hot spring bathing monkeys to the sure-footed, 14,000-foot mountain-climbing Incan Llamas. It's as if humans, as a group, seem to emulate the characteristics of specific indigenous animals, adapting to their positive traits like a subconscious survival mechanism.
But what about indigenous city dwellers? Rats, pigeons, alley cats and dogs, and falcons inhabit most of our sky-scrapered habitats, and the indigenous people of these places emulate the characteristics of these creatures in a beautifully orchestrated social tapestry. Ratso Rizzo, stool pigeon, and Fritz the cat are only a few examples of indigenous urban human/animal relationships at the lower-class level. Bums could be considered cockroaches. The falcons that inhabit the highest part of the skyscrapers, that pinnacle pie-in-the-sky for the extreme social elite, can be inhabited only by the Rockefellers, Rothschilds, and the rest of their NWO festering ilk with Wall Street executives, bankers, and assorted financial leeches represented by sparrows.
Shit, I can write a whole book on this stuff!
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Friday, February 15, 2008
net neutrality
The Death Of The Internet - The best bloopers are a click away
I posted this vid some time ago but feel it's still a very important issue because the fight is still going on. There's lots of misinformation about regulating the internet and I'm afraid most people are on the fence on this issue.
Net neutrality believes the government should make the internet a level playing field through regulation. Hands Off The Internet believes the government should stay out of the internet altogether.
On one hand you have AT&T, Verizon, and Bell South lobbyists throwing huge amounts of cash to the government to allow them to regulate the internet, and on the other, you have AT&T, Verizon, and Bell South pushing real hard to regulating it themselves through acquisition.
What a bleak prospect.
Internet 2 is under construction because the powers that be insist the internet is broken and needs improvement in order to be useful for continued business operations like faster streaming video but we all know this is bullshit as usual.
The internet works fine. The only problem is it's not giving AT&T and Bill Gates enough control and market share.
I don't know what to tell you other than keeping congresses feet to the fire to keep the internet the way it is as our last bastion of freedom without regulating it.
After all, when was the last time business or congress did anything that didn't screw everyone but themselves?
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Saturday, February 02, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
To chip or not to chip.
There's a lot of talk about RFID chips. The U.S. government wants to have drivers licenses chipped by 2008 and an RFID chip the size of 2 grains of rice, embedded under the skin, seems to be the next step. U.S. passports are already chipped, supposedly to control terrorism. There are people lining up to be chipped so they can pay for services on the fly and locate missing children, and soon, if you're not chipped, you won't gain access to government buildings or airplanes. Before long, the allure of a wallet-less, cashless, paper-less society will make getting chipped all the rage in modern cosmopolitan society. You can go to clubs and restaurants and never receive a bill, as if you had someone else pay for your dinner and drinks using your credit card. Your secure work place will open doors automatically and you will be greeted by name from every access terminal.
On the surface it doesn't sound so bad. So, we might have to give up some anonymity for the good life, and we can rest assured that everyone who is chipped will be a responsible, honest, human being with a good credit rating, worthy of acceptance almost everywhere. When the society is fully chipped, the bad guys can be systematically eliminated by simply turning off their chips, preventing those people from eating, housing and gaining access to places only worthy chipped people can go.
Although being chipped might have it's advantages, the downside is not all of us wish to walk in lockstep with the herd. Not gaining entrance to airport terminals and government buildings might be a blessing for some but a real hindrance for the movers and shakers of our society, especially all those people working for the government or airlines. Would you quit your job rather than be chipped?
So, what's it all about? Is the RFID program designed to have total control over the world population or is it designed as a litmus test to see who might be worthy enough to be considered for something else, like entrance to deep underground military and civilian installations in the event of a world-wide catastrophe? A way to separate the chaff from the grain, so to speak? After all, you don't want to be in an underground bunker for a few decades with a serial killer, do you? Will refusing to be chipped prevent you from surviving?
For the record, I'm as opposed as anyone to RFID chipping but I can see some definite advantages by looking at this in a slightly different way.
We are now in the age of ethics where all truth will be revealed.
Has this truth been revealed to me or am I being conditioned to accept a diabolical plan from the NWO despots AS truth?
On the surface it doesn't sound so bad. So, we might have to give up some anonymity for the good life, and we can rest assured that everyone who is chipped will be a responsible, honest, human being with a good credit rating, worthy of acceptance almost everywhere. When the society is fully chipped, the bad guys can be systematically eliminated by simply turning off their chips, preventing those people from eating, housing and gaining access to places only worthy chipped people can go.
Although being chipped might have it's advantages, the downside is not all of us wish to walk in lockstep with the herd. Not gaining entrance to airport terminals and government buildings might be a blessing for some but a real hindrance for the movers and shakers of our society, especially all those people working for the government or airlines. Would you quit your job rather than be chipped?
So, what's it all about? Is the RFID program designed to have total control over the world population or is it designed as a litmus test to see who might be worthy enough to be considered for something else, like entrance to deep underground military and civilian installations in the event of a world-wide catastrophe? A way to separate the chaff from the grain, so to speak? After all, you don't want to be in an underground bunker for a few decades with a serial killer, do you? Will refusing to be chipped prevent you from surviving?
For the record, I'm as opposed as anyone to RFID chipping but I can see some definite advantages by looking at this in a slightly different way.
We are now in the age of ethics where all truth will be revealed.
Has this truth been revealed to me or am I being conditioned to accept a diabolical plan from the NWO despots AS truth?
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
highway fun
As any seasoned driver can tell you, if the speed limit says 65, that means 65 or over, usually 75 or thereabouts.
I wish I had a nickel for every idiot that thinks keeping their car in cruise at 68mph in the hammer lane, passing trucks doing 67mph is a reasonable idea.
Every day and night I see these morons infuriating everyone within line of sight of their annoying driving habits.
Picture a high speed highway with two lanes going in one direction and two lanes going in the opposite direction with a wide medial strip between them. Now picture a heavy semi in the granny lane doing 68mph with one asshole trying to pass him for five miles. Up ahead is free, open space as far as the eye can see while behind them is about a hundred cars trying to decide which lane is moving faster. The asshole trying to pass is talking on his cell or eating her lunch or running on 3 cylinders but more often than not they're on cruise control and enjoy staying in the left lane for reasons only morons like this can understand.(New yorkers love driving like this) As soon as there's an opening the car behind the asshole moves in the right lane to pass, only to get behind another vehicle going the speed of the last truck, with not enough room to get in front of the asshole. For a moment, both cars are riding side by side and you can almost hear the thoughts from the enraged motorists in the rear... Now's your chance. SHOOT DA BITCH!
Another five miles and the asshole finally passes the second truck and everyone breathes a sigh of relief, until they see this total asshat hit what's left of his gas petal and zoom up to 85mph. Everyone knows he can't keep up this speed for long and kicks it in overdrive to pass this menace before he starts to pass another truck. The race is on! A hundred cars doing in excess of 90mph, bumper to bumper. And then it happens... another truck in the granny lane doing 68mph and the bastard spawn begins his slow motion pass at 69mph.
There's two ways to handle this kind of idiot. You can get in the granny lane and do 65 and have the road to yourself or, if you're lucky enough to be behind this jerk, climb up his ass, turn on your high beams, blow your horn, and swerve all over the road while alternating your turn signals. This action closely resembles a drunk driver trying to outrun a swarm of giant bats, and it scares the shit out of anyone in front of them.
I've used this drunken Mad Max technique with great success, and an added benefit is everyone on the highway instantly gives you a wide berth, assuring your ride to be a most pleasant one... at least until you get behind another asshole cruising at 68 in the hammer lane.
Just one more reason I stopped carrying my gun to work.
I wish I had a nickel for every idiot that thinks keeping their car in cruise at 68mph in the hammer lane, passing trucks doing 67mph is a reasonable idea.
Every day and night I see these morons infuriating everyone within line of sight of their annoying driving habits.
Picture a high speed highway with two lanes going in one direction and two lanes going in the opposite direction with a wide medial strip between them. Now picture a heavy semi in the granny lane doing 68mph with one asshole trying to pass him for five miles. Up ahead is free, open space as far as the eye can see while behind them is about a hundred cars trying to decide which lane is moving faster. The asshole trying to pass is talking on his cell or eating her lunch or running on 3 cylinders but more often than not they're on cruise control and enjoy staying in the left lane for reasons only morons like this can understand.(New yorkers love driving like this) As soon as there's an opening the car behind the asshole moves in the right lane to pass, only to get behind another vehicle going the speed of the last truck, with not enough room to get in front of the asshole. For a moment, both cars are riding side by side and you can almost hear the thoughts from the enraged motorists in the rear... Now's your chance. SHOOT DA BITCH!
Another five miles and the asshole finally passes the second truck and everyone breathes a sigh of relief, until they see this total asshat hit what's left of his gas petal and zoom up to 85mph. Everyone knows he can't keep up this speed for long and kicks it in overdrive to pass this menace before he starts to pass another truck. The race is on! A hundred cars doing in excess of 90mph, bumper to bumper. And then it happens... another truck in the granny lane doing 68mph and the bastard spawn begins his slow motion pass at 69mph.
There's two ways to handle this kind of idiot. You can get in the granny lane and do 65 and have the road to yourself or, if you're lucky enough to be behind this jerk, climb up his ass, turn on your high beams, blow your horn, and swerve all over the road while alternating your turn signals. This action closely resembles a drunk driver trying to outrun a swarm of giant bats, and it scares the shit out of anyone in front of them.
I've used this drunken Mad Max technique with great success, and an added benefit is everyone on the highway instantly gives you a wide berth, assuring your ride to be a most pleasant one... at least until you get behind another asshole cruising at 68 in the hammer lane.
Just one more reason I stopped carrying my gun to work.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
it's just a job
In the summer of '84 I had the opportunity to transport a truck load of batteries to the Ford motor company in Detroit, MI. I was very excited driving around in the center of the automobile industry but being a stranger, I found myself hopelessly lost in one of the seedier parts of town. I drove around for quite some time before I realized I needed directions. Up ahead I saw the lights of what appeared to be a police car. Great! These guys know the roads. I'll ask them. I got to the flashing lights, double parked my rig and as I was walking across the street I noticed about six guys up against the wall, spread eagle, while a cop was patting them down. I walked up to the cop and said "excuse me, officer". He turned in mid pat and looked at me. I said I was looking for the Ford motor company and got lost downtown. He smiled and said I was in the wrong neighborhood and turned and pointed out the route I should take to get back on track again. The cop acted like a gas station attendant, temporarily putting his regular work on hold to tend to a customer, only these weren't oil cans he was counting. As he was giving me directions, I glanced at the guys up against the wall and wondered if they had any weapons and if they'd use them, now that the cop had his back to them. The cop seemed like a pretty decent guy and we even chit chatted a bit before I left. As I closed the door to my rig I saw the cop give me a wave as he turned and continued to pat down the rest of the guys.
I guess it's the same everywhere. Any break from the routine, mundane, monotony of work is a welcome relief.
The more things change the more they stay the same.
I guess it's the same everywhere. Any break from the routine, mundane, monotony of work is a welcome relief.
The more things change the more they stay the same.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
what to do for 2012
2012 has been on my mind lately. I'm not OCD over 2012, but I simply wonder about it from time to time, trying to make the pieces fit.
1. There are various researchers who have independently discovered through the use of NASA photographs from the Mariner, Voyager, and Apollo missions and computer technology that at least Mars and the Moon have ancient ruins, proof that life, very much like our own, once inhabited these celestial bodies.
2. Anyone with workable knowledge of celestial mechanics can verify our solar system will align with the galaxy on or about December 2012.
3. NASA is keeping in service nearly every space machine they have, including the equipment that was slated to be scrapped years ago.
4. The Cydonia region of Mars and the pyramids at Giza, through complex celestial mathematics, confirm they were both created at the same time, most likely by the same people.
5. All this is old news to the people running this planet.
They've known about it for a very long time, and have been very busy preparing for every contingency, primarily to save their own lives and let the vast majority of Earthlings fend for themselves when the time comes to bail.
What proof is there that secret government agencies are working at breakneck speed to establish lifeboats for themselves? How about all those secret underground bases the size of cities, miles underground. All those not-so-secret FEMA compounds designed to hold many thousands of people. (I personally know of one such contractor who does this for a living. I'm sure you do too, if you think about it.) HAARP is designed to send billions of gigawatts into the ionosphere. Officially, "to see what happens." Our emerging police state, designed to contain the population when we all realize what's about to happen and no one else has a ticket out but the 1% of our great human society.
Something very big and exciting is in the works, and lots of top scientists and black-ops people are feverishly working on a solution. Only YOU aren't included in their plans. The Titanic has hit the iceberg, you and everyone you know is secured below deck and there's only one lifeboat, and that's for the captain.
I've never been in a planetary cataclysm before, so my mind can't comprehend the sort of thing happening on Earth that happened on Mars and the Moon that wiped out these obviously advanced civilizations.
There are two things we can do about this.
1. Let everyone know, including your government officials, that this is no time to keep secrets. As members of the human community, we have a right to be in on this. If we pool our resources, we might be able to discover a new way to interpret hyper-dimensional physics and stand a better chance to save the planet rather than a handful of secretive, selfish control freaks who think hiding in underground bomb shelters or escaping with anti-gravity spaceships will do anyone any good.
2. Fix this problem ourselves. We're becoming a more spiritual people for a reason. Our DNA is advancing, perhaps for this very thing that might happen on 2012. If we collectively divert catastrophe, simply by wanting it at the same time, we can transform this planet to literally, heaven on Earth.
I'm leaning on #2, because the control freaks will never give up their secrets and will be willing to die before anyone knows as much as they do.
1. There are various researchers who have independently discovered through the use of NASA photographs from the Mariner, Voyager, and Apollo missions and computer technology that at least Mars and the Moon have ancient ruins, proof that life, very much like our own, once inhabited these celestial bodies.
2. Anyone with workable knowledge of celestial mechanics can verify our solar system will align with the galaxy on or about December 2012.
3. NASA is keeping in service nearly every space machine they have, including the equipment that was slated to be scrapped years ago.
4. The Cydonia region of Mars and the pyramids at Giza, through complex celestial mathematics, confirm they were both created at the same time, most likely by the same people.
5. All this is old news to the people running this planet.
They've known about it for a very long time, and have been very busy preparing for every contingency, primarily to save their own lives and let the vast majority of Earthlings fend for themselves when the time comes to bail.
What proof is there that secret government agencies are working at breakneck speed to establish lifeboats for themselves? How about all those secret underground bases the size of cities, miles underground. All those not-so-secret FEMA compounds designed to hold many thousands of people. (I personally know of one such contractor who does this for a living. I'm sure you do too, if you think about it.) HAARP is designed to send billions of gigawatts into the ionosphere. Officially, "to see what happens." Our emerging police state, designed to contain the population when we all realize what's about to happen and no one else has a ticket out but the 1% of our great human society.
Something very big and exciting is in the works, and lots of top scientists and black-ops people are feverishly working on a solution. Only YOU aren't included in their plans. The Titanic has hit the iceberg, you and everyone you know is secured below deck and there's only one lifeboat, and that's for the captain.
I've never been in a planetary cataclysm before, so my mind can't comprehend the sort of thing happening on Earth that happened on Mars and the Moon that wiped out these obviously advanced civilizations.
There are two things we can do about this.
1. Let everyone know, including your government officials, that this is no time to keep secrets. As members of the human community, we have a right to be in on this. If we pool our resources, we might be able to discover a new way to interpret hyper-dimensional physics and stand a better chance to save the planet rather than a handful of secretive, selfish control freaks who think hiding in underground bomb shelters or escaping with anti-gravity spaceships will do anyone any good.
2. Fix this problem ourselves. We're becoming a more spiritual people for a reason. Our DNA is advancing, perhaps for this very thing that might happen on 2012. If we collectively divert catastrophe, simply by wanting it at the same time, we can transform this planet to literally, heaven on Earth.
I'm leaning on #2, because the control freaks will never give up their secrets and will be willing to die before anyone knows as much as they do.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
lucid dreams
Except for one dreamless night using the orgone pulser, I've been dreaming about orgone related stuff every night since July. Most of the dreams are quite bizarre with very little likeness to waking reality. Because I can't associate these dreams to waking reality I tend to forget them shortly after I wake up. One thing I do remember is every night a dream tends to go into skipping mode. It's as if part of the dream repeats itself over and over like a skipping record. Sometimes I'll wake up, roll over, and go right back into the skip for a few more hours, only to wake up with the dream fresh in my mind but slowly leaking out until only tiny dream fragments are left.
I decided I should practice lucid dreaming in order to see what these dreams are all about. So, I got a notebook and pen, set it on my nightstand and programed myself to write down my dreams as soon as I wake up to allow me to recall them easier.
The first night I dreamed I wrote in my notebook what I dreamed about and in a groggy haze I woke up and wrote...I dreamed I wrote my dream down. Not quite what I was looking for, so I reprogrammed myself to remember to write down what my dream was about.
Here's the notes from day 2:
Norwegian hot sausage.
They want to save the Norwegian crocs who became pets.
Plasma super net.
Carpet Earths the size of golf balls and oranges.
The round tops got the message.
Because of the notes I was able to recall this particular dream along with some details that don't make a lot of sense. For example: I never knew there was such a thing as Norwegian hot sausage. The Norwegian couple would jokingly call me Bill, as in Bill Shatner. The martinis they made had small oranges in them. The crocodiles seemed to feel at home swimming in the fjords.
But most importantly, who or what are the round tops and why the hell am I dreaming about Norway?
Last night I had a skipping dream that involved a rather large amazon female with big, platinum blond hair holding a white two dimensional rectangle about 9" wide and 12" tall. She held this object so that I could clearly see it while she looked me straight in the eye and patiently repeated something over and over for what seemed like hours. I asked what was with this repeating business and the answer came to me in metaphor. I saw two hands holding a shirt, washing it in a stream. Each time the shirt was plunged into the stream it came out cleaner than before. The hands repeated the wash cycle over and over until the shirt was clean.
It's not the subject matter that's in question but the method. It's not important to know the meaning of the white rectangle any more than understanding the meaning of the wood you practiced with when you learned to drive a nail. It's the use of the hammer that's the lesson. The repeating is a cleansing.
I understand now. It's the first day of school.
I decided I should practice lucid dreaming in order to see what these dreams are all about. So, I got a notebook and pen, set it on my nightstand and programed myself to write down my dreams as soon as I wake up to allow me to recall them easier.
The first night I dreamed I wrote in my notebook what I dreamed about and in a groggy haze I woke up and wrote...I dreamed I wrote my dream down. Not quite what I was looking for, so I reprogrammed myself to remember to write down what my dream was about.
Here's the notes from day 2:
Norwegian hot sausage.
They want to save the Norwegian crocs who became pets.
Plasma super net.
Carpet Earths the size of golf balls and oranges.
The round tops got the message.
Because of the notes I was able to recall this particular dream along with some details that don't make a lot of sense. For example: I never knew there was such a thing as Norwegian hot sausage. The Norwegian couple would jokingly call me Bill, as in Bill Shatner. The martinis they made had small oranges in them. The crocodiles seemed to feel at home swimming in the fjords.
But most importantly, who or what are the round tops and why the hell am I dreaming about Norway?
Last night I had a skipping dream that involved a rather large amazon female with big, platinum blond hair holding a white two dimensional rectangle about 9" wide and 12" tall. She held this object so that I could clearly see it while she looked me straight in the eye and patiently repeated something over and over for what seemed like hours. I asked what was with this repeating business and the answer came to me in metaphor. I saw two hands holding a shirt, washing it in a stream. Each time the shirt was plunged into the stream it came out cleaner than before. The hands repeated the wash cycle over and over until the shirt was clean.
It's not the subject matter that's in question but the method. It's not important to know the meaning of the white rectangle any more than understanding the meaning of the wood you practiced with when you learned to drive a nail. It's the use of the hammer that's the lesson. The repeating is a cleansing.
I understand now. It's the first day of school.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Twilight of the Psychopaths
by Dr. Kevin Barrett
Twilight of the Psychopaths
“Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That's what's insane about it.” – John Lennon, before his murder by CIA mind-control subject Mark David Chapman
When Gandhi was asked his opinion of Western civilization he said it would be a good idea. But that oft-cited quote, is misleading, assuming as it does that civilization is an unmitigated blessing.
Civilized people, we are told, live peacefully and cooperatively with their fellows, sharing the necessary labour in order to obtain the leisure to develop arts and sciences. And while that would be a good idea, it is not a good description of what has been going on in the so-called advanced cultures during the past 8,000 years.
Civilization, as we know it, is largely the creation of psychopaths. All civilizations, our own included, have been based on slavery and “warfare.” Incidentally, the latter term is a euphemism for mass murder.
The prevailing recipe for civilization is simple:
1) Use lies and brainwashing to create an army of controlled, systematic mass murderers;
2) Use that army to enslave large numbers of people (i.e. seize control of their labour power and its fruits);
3) Use that slave labour power to improve the brainwashing process (by using the economic surplus to employ scribes, priests, and PR men). Then go back to step one and repeat the process.
Psychopaths have played a disproportionate role in the development of civilization, because they are hard-wired to lie, kill, injure, and generally inflict great suffering on other humans without feeling any remorse. The inventor of civilization — the first tribal chieftain who successfully brainwashed an army of controlled mass murderers—was almost certainly a genetic psychopath. Since that momentous discovery, psychopaths have enjoyed a significant advantage over non-psychopaths in the struggle for power in civilizational hierarchies — especially military hierarchies.
Military institutions are tailor-made for psychopathic killers. The 5% or so of human males who feel no remorse about killing their fellow human beings make the best soldiers. And the 95% who are extremely reluctant to kill make terrible soldiers — unless they are brainwashed with highly sophisticated modern techniques that turn them (temporarily it is hoped) into functional psychopaths.
In On Killing, Lt. Col. Dave Grossman has re-written military history, to highlight what other histories hide: The fact that military science is less about strategy and technology, than about overcoming the instinctive human reluctance to kill members of our own species. The true “Revolution in Military Affairs” was not Donald Rumsfeld’s move to high-tech in 2001, but Brigadier Gen. S.L.A. Marshall’s discovery in the 1940s that only 15-20% of World War II soldiers along the line of fire would use their weapons: “Those (80-85%) who did not fire did not run or hide (in many cases they were willing to risk great danger to rescue comrades, get ammunition, or run messages), but they simply would not fire their weapons at the enemy, even when faced with repeated waves of banzai charges” (Grossman, p. 4).
Marshall’s discovery and subsequent research, proved that in all previous wars, a tiny minority of soldiers — the 5% who are natural-born psychopaths, and perhaps a few temporarily-insane imitators—did almost all the killing. Normal men just went through the motions and, if at all possible, refused to take the life of an enemy soldier, even if that meant giving up their own. The implication: Wars are ritualized mass murders by psychopaths of non-psychopaths. (This cannot be good for humanity’s genetic endowment!)
Marshall’s work, brought a Copernican revolution to military science. In the past, everyone believed that the soldier willing to kill for his country was the (heroic) norm, while one who refused to fight was a (cowardly) aberration. The truth, as it turned out, was that the normative soldier hailed from the psychopathic five percent. The sane majority, would rather die than fight.
The implication, too frightening for even the likes of Marshall and Grossman to fully digest, was that the norms for soldiers’ behaviour in battle had been set by psychopaths. That meant that psychopaths were in control of the military as an institution. Worse, it meant that psychopaths were in control of society’s perception of military affairs. Evidently, psychopaths exercised an enormous amount of power in seemingly sane, normal society.
How could that be? In Political Ponerology, Andrzej Lobaczewski explains that clinical psychopaths enjoy advantages even in non-violent competitions to climb the ranks of social hierarchies. Because they can lie without remorse (and without the telltale physiological stress that is measured by lie detector tests) psychopaths can always say whatever is necessary to get what they want. In court, for example, psychopaths can tell extreme bald-faced lies in a plausible manner, while their sane opponents are handicapped by an emotional predisposition to remain within hailing distance of the truth. Too often, the judge or jury imagines that the truth must be somewhere in the middle, and then issues decisions that benefit the psychopath. As with judges and juries, so too with those charged with decisions concerning who to promote and who not to promote in corporate, military and governmental hierarchies. The result is that all hierarchies inevitably become top-heavy with psychopaths.
So-called conspiracy theorists, some of whom deserve the pejorative connotation of that much-abused term, often imagine that secret societies of Jews, Jesuits, bankers, communists, Bilderbergers, Muslim extremists, papists, and so on, are secretly controlling history, doing dastardly deeds, and/or threatening to take over the world. As a leading “conspiracy theorist” according to Wikipedia, I feel eminently qualified to offer an alternative conspiracy theory which, like the alternative conspiracy theory of 9/11, is both simpler and more accurate than the prevailing wisdom: The only conspiracy that matters is the conspiracy of the psychopaths against the rest of us.
Behind the apparent insanity of contemporary history, is the actual insanity of psychopaths fighting to preserve their disproportionate power. And as that power grows ever-more-threatened, the psychopaths grow ever-more-desperate. We are witnessing the apotheosis of the overworld—the criminal syndicate or overlapping set of syndicates that lurks above ordinary society and law just as the underworld lurks below it. In 9/11 and the 9/11 wars, we are seeing the final desperate power-grab or “endgame” (Alex Jones) of brutal, cunning gangs of CIA drug-runners and President-killers; money-laundering international bankers and their hit-men, economic and otherwise; corrupt military contractors and gung-ho generals; corporate predators and their political enablers; brainwashers and mind-rapists euphemistically known as psy-ops experts and PR specialists—in short, the whole sick crew of certifiable psychopaths running our so-called civilization. And they are running scared. It was their terror of losing control that they projected onto the rest of us by blowing up the Twin Towers and inciting temporary psychopathic terror-rage in the American public.
Why does the pathocracy fear it is losing control? Because it is threatened by the spread of knowledge. The greatest fear of any psychopath is of being found out. As George H. W. Bush said to journalist Sarah McClendon, December 1992, “If the people knew what we had done, they would chase us down the street and lynch us.” Given that Bush is reported to have participated in parties where child prostitutes were sodomized and otherwise abused, among his many other crimes, his statement to McClendon should be taken seriously.
Psychopaths go through life knowing that they are completely different from other people. They quickly learn to hide their lack of empathy, while carefully studying others’ emotions so as to mimic normalcy while cold-bloodedly manipulating the normals.
Today, thanks to new information technologies, we are on the brink of unmasking the psychopaths and building a civilization of, by and for the normal human being — a civilization without war, a civilization based on truth, a civilization in which the saintly few rather than the diabolical few would gravitate to positions of power. We already have the knowledge necessary to diagnose psychopathic personalities and keep them out of power. We have the knowledge necessary to dismantle the institutions in which psychopaths especially flourish — militaries, intelligence agencies, large corporations, and secret societies. We simply need to disseminate this knowledge, and the will to use it, as widely as possible.
Above all, we need to inform the public about how psychopaths co-opt and corrupt normal human beings. One way they do this, is by manipulating shame and denial — emotions foreign to psychopaths but common and easily-induced among normals.
Consider how gangs and secret societies (psychopaths’ guilds in disguise) recruit new members. Some criminal gangs and satanist covens demand that candidates for admission commit a murder to “earn their stripes.” Skull and Bones, the Yale-based secret society that supplies the CIA with drug-runners, mind-rapists, child abusers and professional killers, requires neophytes to lie naked in a coffin and masturbate in front of older members while reciting the candidate’s entire sexual history. By forcing the neophyte to engage in ritualized behaviour that would be horrendously shameful in normal society, the psychopaths’ guild destroys the candidate’s normal personality, assuming he had one in the first place, and turns the individual into a co-opted, corrupt, degraded shadow of his former self — a manufactured psychopath or psychopath’s apprentice.
This manipulation of shame has the added benefit of making psychopathic organizations effectively invisible to normal society. Despite easily available media reports, American voters in 2004 simply refused to see that the two major-party presidential candidates had lain naked in a coffin masturbating in front of older Bonesmen in order to gain admission to Skull and Bones and thus become members of the criminal overworld. Likewise, many Americans have long refused to see that hawkish elements of the overworld, operating through the CIA, had obviously been the murderers of JFK, MLK, RFK, JFK Jr., Malcolm X, ChÈ, AllendÈ, Wellstone, Lumumba, Aguilera, Diem, and countless other relatively non-psychopathic leaders. They refuse to see the continuing murders of millions of people around the world in what amounts to an American holocaust. They refuse to see the evidence that the psychopaths’ guilds running America’s most powerful institutions use the most horrific forms of sexualized abuse imaginable to induce multiple-personality-disorder in child victims, then use the resulting mind-control slaves as disposable drug-runners, prostitutes, Manchurian candidates, and even diplomatic envoys. And of course they refuse to see that 9/11 was a transparently obvious inside job, and that their own psychopath-dominated military-intelligence apparatus is behind almost every major terrorist outrage of recent decades.
All of this psychopathic behaviour at the top of the social hierarchy is simply too shameful for ordinary people to see, so they avert their gaze, just as wives of husbands who are sexually abusing their children sometimes refuse to see what is happening in plain view. If deep, deep denial were a river in Egypt, American citizens’ wilful blindness would be more like the Marianas Trench.
But thanks to the power of the internet, people everywhere are waking up. The only obvious non-psychopath among Republican presidential candidates, Ron Paul, also happens to be the only candidate in either party with significant grassroots support.
If “love” is embedded in the Revolution Ron Paul heralds, that is because Dr. Paul — a kindly, soft-spoken physician who has delivered more than 4,000 babies — implicitly recognizes that government is the invention and tool of psychopaths, and therefore must be strictly limited in scope and subjected to a rigorous system of checks and balances, lest the psychopath’s tools, fear and hatred, replace love as the glue that binds society together.
The decline in militarism since World War II in advanced countries, the spread of literacy and communications technology, and the people’s growing demands for a better life, together represent a gathering force that terrifies the pathocracy, (those alternately competing-then-cooperating gangs of psychopaths who have ruled through lies, fear and intimidation since the dawn of so-called civilization).
Since nuclear weapons have made war obsolete, the pathocracy is terrified that its favourite social control mechanism — ritualized mass slaughter — is increasingly unavailable. And if war was the great human tragedy, the pathocrats’ pathetic attempt at a war-substitute — the transparently phoney “war on terror” — is repeating it as sheerest farce.
Truly, we are witnessing the twilight of the psychopaths. Whether in their death throes they succeed in pulling down the curtain of eternal night on all of us, or whether we resist them and survive to see the dawn of a civilization worthy of the name, is the great decision in which all of us others, however humbly, are now participating.
About the writer:
Dr. Kevin Barrett, co-founder of the Muslim-Christian-Jewish Alliance for 9/11 Truth, LINK, has taught English, French, Arabic, American Civilization, Humanities, African Literature, Folklore, and Islam at colleges and universities in the San Francisco Bay area, Paris, and Madison, Wisconsin. Barrett became a 9/11 truth activist in 2004 after reading David Griffin's The New Pearl Harbor and conducting follow-up research that convinced him Griffin had accurately summarized evidence indicating 9/11 was an inside job.
In the summer of 2006, Republican state legislators and Fox newscasters demanded that Barrett be fired from his job teaching an introductory Islam class at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, but the University refused to buckle, and Barrett got high marks from his students. He has appeared in several documentary films, lectures widely on 9/11 and hosts three radio programs on three different patriot networks.
Twilight of the Psychopaths
“Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That's what's insane about it.” – John Lennon, before his murder by CIA mind-control subject Mark David Chapman
When Gandhi was asked his opinion of Western civilization he said it would be a good idea. But that oft-cited quote, is misleading, assuming as it does that civilization is an unmitigated blessing.
Civilized people, we are told, live peacefully and cooperatively with their fellows, sharing the necessary labour in order to obtain the leisure to develop arts and sciences. And while that would be a good idea, it is not a good description of what has been going on in the so-called advanced cultures during the past 8,000 years.
Civilization, as we know it, is largely the creation of psychopaths. All civilizations, our own included, have been based on slavery and “warfare.” Incidentally, the latter term is a euphemism for mass murder.
The prevailing recipe for civilization is simple:
1) Use lies and brainwashing to create an army of controlled, systematic mass murderers;
2) Use that army to enslave large numbers of people (i.e. seize control of their labour power and its fruits);
3) Use that slave labour power to improve the brainwashing process (by using the economic surplus to employ scribes, priests, and PR men). Then go back to step one and repeat the process.
Psychopaths have played a disproportionate role in the development of civilization, because they are hard-wired to lie, kill, injure, and generally inflict great suffering on other humans without feeling any remorse. The inventor of civilization — the first tribal chieftain who successfully brainwashed an army of controlled mass murderers—was almost certainly a genetic psychopath. Since that momentous discovery, psychopaths have enjoyed a significant advantage over non-psychopaths in the struggle for power in civilizational hierarchies — especially military hierarchies.
Military institutions are tailor-made for psychopathic killers. The 5% or so of human males who feel no remorse about killing their fellow human beings make the best soldiers. And the 95% who are extremely reluctant to kill make terrible soldiers — unless they are brainwashed with highly sophisticated modern techniques that turn them (temporarily it is hoped) into functional psychopaths.
In On Killing, Lt. Col. Dave Grossman has re-written military history, to highlight what other histories hide: The fact that military science is less about strategy and technology, than about overcoming the instinctive human reluctance to kill members of our own species. The true “Revolution in Military Affairs” was not Donald Rumsfeld’s move to high-tech in 2001, but Brigadier Gen. S.L.A. Marshall’s discovery in the 1940s that only 15-20% of World War II soldiers along the line of fire would use their weapons: “Those (80-85%) who did not fire did not run or hide (in many cases they were willing to risk great danger to rescue comrades, get ammunition, or run messages), but they simply would not fire their weapons at the enemy, even when faced with repeated waves of banzai charges” (Grossman, p. 4).
Marshall’s discovery and subsequent research, proved that in all previous wars, a tiny minority of soldiers — the 5% who are natural-born psychopaths, and perhaps a few temporarily-insane imitators—did almost all the killing. Normal men just went through the motions and, if at all possible, refused to take the life of an enemy soldier, even if that meant giving up their own. The implication: Wars are ritualized mass murders by psychopaths of non-psychopaths. (This cannot be good for humanity’s genetic endowment!)
Marshall’s work, brought a Copernican revolution to military science. In the past, everyone believed that the soldier willing to kill for his country was the (heroic) norm, while one who refused to fight was a (cowardly) aberration. The truth, as it turned out, was that the normative soldier hailed from the psychopathic five percent. The sane majority, would rather die than fight.
The implication, too frightening for even the likes of Marshall and Grossman to fully digest, was that the norms for soldiers’ behaviour in battle had been set by psychopaths. That meant that psychopaths were in control of the military as an institution. Worse, it meant that psychopaths were in control of society’s perception of military affairs. Evidently, psychopaths exercised an enormous amount of power in seemingly sane, normal society.
How could that be? In Political Ponerology, Andrzej Lobaczewski explains that clinical psychopaths enjoy advantages even in non-violent competitions to climb the ranks of social hierarchies. Because they can lie without remorse (and without the telltale physiological stress that is measured by lie detector tests) psychopaths can always say whatever is necessary to get what they want. In court, for example, psychopaths can tell extreme bald-faced lies in a plausible manner, while their sane opponents are handicapped by an emotional predisposition to remain within hailing distance of the truth. Too often, the judge or jury imagines that the truth must be somewhere in the middle, and then issues decisions that benefit the psychopath. As with judges and juries, so too with those charged with decisions concerning who to promote and who not to promote in corporate, military and governmental hierarchies. The result is that all hierarchies inevitably become top-heavy with psychopaths.
So-called conspiracy theorists, some of whom deserve the pejorative connotation of that much-abused term, often imagine that secret societies of Jews, Jesuits, bankers, communists, Bilderbergers, Muslim extremists, papists, and so on, are secretly controlling history, doing dastardly deeds, and/or threatening to take over the world. As a leading “conspiracy theorist” according to Wikipedia, I feel eminently qualified to offer an alternative conspiracy theory which, like the alternative conspiracy theory of 9/11, is both simpler and more accurate than the prevailing wisdom: The only conspiracy that matters is the conspiracy of the psychopaths against the rest of us.
Behind the apparent insanity of contemporary history, is the actual insanity of psychopaths fighting to preserve their disproportionate power. And as that power grows ever-more-threatened, the psychopaths grow ever-more-desperate. We are witnessing the apotheosis of the overworld—the criminal syndicate or overlapping set of syndicates that lurks above ordinary society and law just as the underworld lurks below it. In 9/11 and the 9/11 wars, we are seeing the final desperate power-grab or “endgame” (Alex Jones) of brutal, cunning gangs of CIA drug-runners and President-killers; money-laundering international bankers and their hit-men, economic and otherwise; corrupt military contractors and gung-ho generals; corporate predators and their political enablers; brainwashers and mind-rapists euphemistically known as psy-ops experts and PR specialists—in short, the whole sick crew of certifiable psychopaths running our so-called civilization. And they are running scared. It was their terror of losing control that they projected onto the rest of us by blowing up the Twin Towers and inciting temporary psychopathic terror-rage in the American public.
Why does the pathocracy fear it is losing control? Because it is threatened by the spread of knowledge. The greatest fear of any psychopath is of being found out. As George H. W. Bush said to journalist Sarah McClendon, December 1992, “If the people knew what we had done, they would chase us down the street and lynch us.” Given that Bush is reported to have participated in parties where child prostitutes were sodomized and otherwise abused, among his many other crimes, his statement to McClendon should be taken seriously.
Psychopaths go through life knowing that they are completely different from other people. They quickly learn to hide their lack of empathy, while carefully studying others’ emotions so as to mimic normalcy while cold-bloodedly manipulating the normals.
Today, thanks to new information technologies, we are on the brink of unmasking the psychopaths and building a civilization of, by and for the normal human being — a civilization without war, a civilization based on truth, a civilization in which the saintly few rather than the diabolical few would gravitate to positions of power. We already have the knowledge necessary to diagnose psychopathic personalities and keep them out of power. We have the knowledge necessary to dismantle the institutions in which psychopaths especially flourish — militaries, intelligence agencies, large corporations, and secret societies. We simply need to disseminate this knowledge, and the will to use it, as widely as possible.
Above all, we need to inform the public about how psychopaths co-opt and corrupt normal human beings. One way they do this, is by manipulating shame and denial — emotions foreign to psychopaths but common and easily-induced among normals.
Consider how gangs and secret societies (psychopaths’ guilds in disguise) recruit new members. Some criminal gangs and satanist covens demand that candidates for admission commit a murder to “earn their stripes.” Skull and Bones, the Yale-based secret society that supplies the CIA with drug-runners, mind-rapists, child abusers and professional killers, requires neophytes to lie naked in a coffin and masturbate in front of older members while reciting the candidate’s entire sexual history. By forcing the neophyte to engage in ritualized behaviour that would be horrendously shameful in normal society, the psychopaths’ guild destroys the candidate’s normal personality, assuming he had one in the first place, and turns the individual into a co-opted, corrupt, degraded shadow of his former self — a manufactured psychopath or psychopath’s apprentice.
This manipulation of shame has the added benefit of making psychopathic organizations effectively invisible to normal society. Despite easily available media reports, American voters in 2004 simply refused to see that the two major-party presidential candidates had lain naked in a coffin masturbating in front of older Bonesmen in order to gain admission to Skull and Bones and thus become members of the criminal overworld. Likewise, many Americans have long refused to see that hawkish elements of the overworld, operating through the CIA, had obviously been the murderers of JFK, MLK, RFK, JFK Jr., Malcolm X, ChÈ, AllendÈ, Wellstone, Lumumba, Aguilera, Diem, and countless other relatively non-psychopathic leaders. They refuse to see the continuing murders of millions of people around the world in what amounts to an American holocaust. They refuse to see the evidence that the psychopaths’ guilds running America’s most powerful institutions use the most horrific forms of sexualized abuse imaginable to induce multiple-personality-disorder in child victims, then use the resulting mind-control slaves as disposable drug-runners, prostitutes, Manchurian candidates, and even diplomatic envoys. And of course they refuse to see that 9/11 was a transparently obvious inside job, and that their own psychopath-dominated military-intelligence apparatus is behind almost every major terrorist outrage of recent decades.
All of this psychopathic behaviour at the top of the social hierarchy is simply too shameful for ordinary people to see, so they avert their gaze, just as wives of husbands who are sexually abusing their children sometimes refuse to see what is happening in plain view. If deep, deep denial were a river in Egypt, American citizens’ wilful blindness would be more like the Marianas Trench.
But thanks to the power of the internet, people everywhere are waking up. The only obvious non-psychopath among Republican presidential candidates, Ron Paul, also happens to be the only candidate in either party with significant grassroots support.
If “love” is embedded in the Revolution Ron Paul heralds, that is because Dr. Paul — a kindly, soft-spoken physician who has delivered more than 4,000 babies — implicitly recognizes that government is the invention and tool of psychopaths, and therefore must be strictly limited in scope and subjected to a rigorous system of checks and balances, lest the psychopath’s tools, fear and hatred, replace love as the glue that binds society together.
The decline in militarism since World War II in advanced countries, the spread of literacy and communications technology, and the people’s growing demands for a better life, together represent a gathering force that terrifies the pathocracy, (those alternately competing-then-cooperating gangs of psychopaths who have ruled through lies, fear and intimidation since the dawn of so-called civilization).
Since nuclear weapons have made war obsolete, the pathocracy is terrified that its favourite social control mechanism — ritualized mass slaughter — is increasingly unavailable. And if war was the great human tragedy, the pathocrats’ pathetic attempt at a war-substitute — the transparently phoney “war on terror” — is repeating it as sheerest farce.
Truly, we are witnessing the twilight of the psychopaths. Whether in their death throes they succeed in pulling down the curtain of eternal night on all of us, or whether we resist them and survive to see the dawn of a civilization worthy of the name, is the great decision in which all of us others, however humbly, are now participating.
About the writer:
Dr. Kevin Barrett, co-founder of the Muslim-Christian-Jewish Alliance for 9/11 Truth, LINK, has taught English, French, Arabic, American Civilization, Humanities, African Literature, Folklore, and Islam at colleges and universities in the San Francisco Bay area, Paris, and Madison, Wisconsin. Barrett became a 9/11 truth activist in 2004 after reading David Griffin's The New Pearl Harbor and conducting follow-up research that convinced him Griffin had accurately summarized evidence indicating 9/11 was an inside job.
In the summer of 2006, Republican state legislators and Fox newscasters demanded that Barrett be fired from his job teaching an introductory Islam class at the University of Wisconsin-Madison, but the University refused to buckle, and Barrett got high marks from his students. He has appeared in several documentary films, lectures widely on 9/11 and hosts three radio programs on three different patriot networks.
Friday, January 11, 2008
H.R. 1955: Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism Prevention Act of 2007
We are but a few small steps away from it right now. All it would take is one dirty bomb in a major U.S. city. Bush would declare Martial Law and take over the National Guard. Troops on the streets. Anyone who writes a blog against the government would be arrested. Authors of "alternative" books would be kidnapped and have their books burned on the street. It could all happen at the stroke of a pen. The infrastructure for tyranny is in place right now, just waiting to be invoked.
Our best weapons: Non-violent protest and speaking the truth
How can we fight back against this onslaught of tyranny? We must use what remaining free speech freedoms we have right now to alert our fellow citizens to what's happening.
copy and paste this up in your address bar
http://www.govtrack.us/congress/legislation.xpd
TYPE IN S 1959
CAUSE YOU THINK IT ISN'T SERIOUS.
Well she's not the only one who wants you detained for organizing against this government but she damn sure sponsored this bill and still does. Here's the three steps family that you have to do AT LEAST Once a week and I mean at least
1. Email or Fax or Write or Call YOUR STATE SENATOR
copy and paste this link for their info http://www.visi.com/juan/congress/
You tell him/her that it'll be a chubby chance in hell during election time he'll get back in office if he/she supports bill "S-1959: Violent Radicalization and Homegrown Terrorism Prevention Act of 2007" Vote NO!
2. Email or Fax or Write or Call SENATOR SUSAN M. COLLINS of Maine
Copy and paste this link - It's ALL her contact information. She sponsors the bill.
http://collins.senate.gov/public/continue.cfm?FuseAction=ContactSenatorCollins.Email&CFID=41791321&CFTOKEN=23873558
3. Sign Online Petitions
ONLINE PETITION HERE
Make sure you sign online petitions and getting your people to sign it. Get petitions at work circulating and drop it in the mail box to your State Senators, Susan Collins the chick sponsoring this bullshit and get them to sign online petitions. Work is an excellent way to the get the word out. With election time coming up when most of this country and world will be saying F*** this one and F*** that one, striving to organize to get Bush out, they'll have you HUSHED and DETAINED so you cannot influence the elections nor make any noise period.
Show these hitmen that there's nothing more gangsta than our unity. We're back on our square again!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
SWAT officers invade home, take 11-year-old at gunpoint
SWAT officers invade home, take 11-year-old at gunpoint
Cops demand boy go to doctor because of fall during horseplay
By Bob Unruh
© 2008 WorldNetDaily.com
Nearly a dozen members of a police SWAT team in western Colorado punched a hole in the front door and invaded a family's home with guns drawn, demanding that an 11-year-old boy who had had an accidental fall accompany them to the hospital, on the order of Garfield County Magistrate Lain Leoniak.
The boy's parents and siblings were thrown to the floor at gunpoint and the parents were handcuffed in the weekend assault, and the boy's father told WND it was all because a paramedic was upset the family preferred to care for their son themselves.
Someone, apparently the unidentified paramedic, called police, the sheriff's office and social services, eventually providing Leoniak with a report that generated the magistrate's court order to the sheriff's office for the SWAT team assault on the family's home in a mobile home development outside of Glenwood Springs, the father, Tom Shiflett, told WND.
WND calls and e-mails to Garfield County Social Services were not returned, and Leoniak, who earlier served as a water court clerk/referee, also was not available.
Sheriff Lou Vallario, however, did call back, and told WND he ordered his officers to do exactly what the magistrate demanded.
"I was given a court order by the magistrate to seize the child, and arrange for medical evaluation, and that's what we did," he said.
According to friends of the family, Tom Shiflett, who has 10 children including six still at home, and served with paramedics in Vietnam, was monitoring his son's condition himself.
The paramedic and magistrate, however, ruled that that wasn't adequate, and dispatched the officers to take the boy, John, to a hospital, where a doctor evaluated him and released him immediately.
The accident happened during horseplay, Tom Shiflett told WND. John was grabbing the door handle of a car as his sister was starting to drive away slowly. He slipped, fell to the ground and hit his head, Shiflett said.
He immediately carried his son into their home several doors away, and John was able to recite Bible verses and correctly spell words as his father and mother, Tina, requested. There were no broken bones, no dilated eyes, or any other noticeable problems.
The family, whose members live by faith and homeschool, decided not to call an ambulance. But a neighbor did call Westcare Ambulance, and paramedics responded to the home, asking to see and evaluate the boy.
The paramedics were allowed to see the boy, and found no significant impairment, but wanted to take him to the hospital for an evaluation anyway. Fearing the hospital's bills, the family refused to allow that.
"This apparently did not go over well with one of the paramedics and they started getting aggravated at Tom for not letting them have their way," a family acquaintance told WND.
"The paramedics were not at all respectful of Tom's decision, nor did they act in a manner we would expect from professional paramedics," the acquaintance said.
So the ambulance crew, who also could not be reached by WND, called police, only to be told the decision was up to the Shiflett familiy.
The paramedics then called the sheriff's office, and officers responded to the home, and were told everyone was being cared for.
Then the next day, Friday, social services workers appeared at the door and demanded to talk with John "in private."
They were so persistent Tom ended up having to get John out of the bathtub he was just soaking in, to bring him to the front porch where the social workers could see him, the family reported.
Then, following an afternoon shopping trip to town, the family settled in for the evening, only to be shocked with the SWAT team attack.
The sheriff said the decision to use SWAT team force was justified because the father was a "self-proclaimed constitutionalist" and had made threats and "comments" over the years.
However, the sheriff declined to provide a single instance of the father's illegal behavior. "I can't tell you specifically," he said.
"He was refusing to provide medical care," the sheriff said.
However, the sheriff said if his own children were involved in an at-home accident, he would want to be the one to make decisions on their healthcare, as did Shiflett.
"I guess if that was one of my children, I would make that decision," the sheriff said.
But he said Shiflett was "rude and confrontational" when the paramedics arrived and entered his home without his permission.
The sheriff also admitted that the injury to the child had been at least 24 hours earlier, because the fall apparently happened Thursday afternoon, and the SWAT attack happened late Friday evening.
Officials with the Home School Legal Defense Association reported they were looking into the case, because of requests from family friends who are members of the organization.
"While people can debate whether or not the father should have brought his son to the ER – it seems like this was not the kind of emergency that warrants this kind of outrageous conduct by government officials," a spokesman said.
Tom Shiflett said when John was evaluated by the physician, "they didn't find anything wrong with him."
He said the paramedics never should have entered his home, but they followed his wife in the front door when she came in.
"My attention was on my son," Shiflett said.
He said the SWAT team punched a hole in his door with a ramrod, and the first officer in the home pointed a gun right in the face of Tom's 20-year-old daughter.
"I don't know where social services ever got started, or where they got their authority," he said. "But I want to know why we have something in this country that violates our rights, that takes a parental right away."
He said he saw a multitude of injuries in Vietnam, and while he recognized that his son needed to be watched, he wasn't willing to turn his child over to the paramedics.
With 10 children, most of them older than John, it's not as if he hasn't seen a bruise or two, either, he said.
"Now I'm hunting for lawyers that will take the case … I'm going to sue everybody whose name was on that page right down to the judge," he said.
Mike Donnelly, a lawyer with the HSLDA, told WND the case had a set of circumstances that could be problematic for authorities.
"In Doe V. Heck, the 7th Circuit Court of Appeals held that parents have a fundamental right to familial relations including a liberty interest in the care, custody and control of their children," he said.
He also said many social services agencies apply "a one size fits all approach" to cases, regardless of circumstances.
Cops demand boy go to doctor because of fall during horseplay
By Bob Unruh
© 2008 WorldNetDaily.com
Nearly a dozen members of a police SWAT team in western Colorado punched a hole in the front door and invaded a family's home with guns drawn, demanding that an 11-year-old boy who had had an accidental fall accompany them to the hospital, on the order of Garfield County Magistrate Lain Leoniak.
The boy's parents and siblings were thrown to the floor at gunpoint and the parents were handcuffed in the weekend assault, and the boy's father told WND it was all because a paramedic was upset the family preferred to care for their son themselves.
Someone, apparently the unidentified paramedic, called police, the sheriff's office and social services, eventually providing Leoniak with a report that generated the magistrate's court order to the sheriff's office for the SWAT team assault on the family's home in a mobile home development outside of Glenwood Springs, the father, Tom Shiflett, told WND.
WND calls and e-mails to Garfield County Social Services were not returned, and Leoniak, who earlier served as a water court clerk/referee, also was not available.
Sheriff Lou Vallario, however, did call back, and told WND he ordered his officers to do exactly what the magistrate demanded.
"I was given a court order by the magistrate to seize the child, and arrange for medical evaluation, and that's what we did," he said.
According to friends of the family, Tom Shiflett, who has 10 children including six still at home, and served with paramedics in Vietnam, was monitoring his son's condition himself.
The paramedic and magistrate, however, ruled that that wasn't adequate, and dispatched the officers to take the boy, John, to a hospital, where a doctor evaluated him and released him immediately.
The accident happened during horseplay, Tom Shiflett told WND. John was grabbing the door handle of a car as his sister was starting to drive away slowly. He slipped, fell to the ground and hit his head, Shiflett said.
He immediately carried his son into their home several doors away, and John was able to recite Bible verses and correctly spell words as his father and mother, Tina, requested. There were no broken bones, no dilated eyes, or any other noticeable problems.
The family, whose members live by faith and homeschool, decided not to call an ambulance. But a neighbor did call Westcare Ambulance, and paramedics responded to the home, asking to see and evaluate the boy.
The paramedics were allowed to see the boy, and found no significant impairment, but wanted to take him to the hospital for an evaluation anyway. Fearing the hospital's bills, the family refused to allow that.
"This apparently did not go over well with one of the paramedics and they started getting aggravated at Tom for not letting them have their way," a family acquaintance told WND.
"The paramedics were not at all respectful of Tom's decision, nor did they act in a manner we would expect from professional paramedics," the acquaintance said.
So the ambulance crew, who also could not be reached by WND, called police, only to be told the decision was up to the Shiflett familiy.
The paramedics then called the sheriff's office, and officers responded to the home, and were told everyone was being cared for.
Then the next day, Friday, social services workers appeared at the door and demanded to talk with John "in private."
They were so persistent Tom ended up having to get John out of the bathtub he was just soaking in, to bring him to the front porch where the social workers could see him, the family reported.
Then, following an afternoon shopping trip to town, the family settled in for the evening, only to be shocked with the SWAT team attack.
The sheriff said the decision to use SWAT team force was justified because the father was a "self-proclaimed constitutionalist" and had made threats and "comments" over the years.
However, the sheriff declined to provide a single instance of the father's illegal behavior. "I can't tell you specifically," he said.
"He was refusing to provide medical care," the sheriff said.
However, the sheriff said if his own children were involved in an at-home accident, he would want to be the one to make decisions on their healthcare, as did Shiflett.
"I guess if that was one of my children, I would make that decision," the sheriff said.
But he said Shiflett was "rude and confrontational" when the paramedics arrived and entered his home without his permission.
The sheriff also admitted that the injury to the child had been at least 24 hours earlier, because the fall apparently happened Thursday afternoon, and the SWAT attack happened late Friday evening.
Officials with the Home School Legal Defense Association reported they were looking into the case, because of requests from family friends who are members of the organization.
"While people can debate whether or not the father should have brought his son to the ER – it seems like this was not the kind of emergency that warrants this kind of outrageous conduct by government officials," a spokesman said.
Tom Shiflett said when John was evaluated by the physician, "they didn't find anything wrong with him."
He said the paramedics never should have entered his home, but they followed his wife in the front door when she came in.
"My attention was on my son," Shiflett said.
He said the SWAT team punched a hole in his door with a ramrod, and the first officer in the home pointed a gun right in the face of Tom's 20-year-old daughter.
"I don't know where social services ever got started, or where they got their authority," he said. "But I want to know why we have something in this country that violates our rights, that takes a parental right away."
He said he saw a multitude of injuries in Vietnam, and while he recognized that his son needed to be watched, he wasn't willing to turn his child over to the paramedics.
With 10 children, most of them older than John, it's not as if he hasn't seen a bruise or two, either, he said.
"Now I'm hunting for lawyers that will take the case … I'm going to sue everybody whose name was on that page right down to the judge," he said.
Mike Donnelly, a lawyer with the HSLDA, told WND the case had a set of circumstances that could be problematic for authorities.
"In Doe V. Heck, the 7th Circuit Court of Appeals held that parents have a fundamental right to familial relations including a liberty interest in the care, custody and control of their children," he said.
He also said many social services agencies apply "a one size fits all approach" to cases, regardless of circumstances.
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Top Ten Signs Your Country May Be Going Fascist
http://www.newsnet7.com/view/150/top-ten-signs-your-country-may-be-going-fascist/
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Where to go for 12.21.2012
I've been thinking about this for awhile, as have many others. IF December 21, 2012 is the end of time, as the Mayans predicted, and IF NASA and the world's religions and prophets are correct, then locating the proper place on Earth to experience this transition, if any, should be our No. 1 priority.
My first impression as to where to go for this thing was Key West. Why? Maybe for the atmosphere, Keno sandals, sand, surf, rum, Papa Hemingway, and Sloppy Joe's. Maybe because it's a straight shot down the coast to warmer weather, or the laid-back people who always seem unaffected by anything. The biggest reason might be avoidance of air travel at such an unknown time, making a trip to the Alps the wrong answer. I know a number of people who think Hawaii is the place to be for 2012, but I'm pretty sure an island isn't the best place to be IF our tectonic plates shift 180 degrees, causing tsunamis and earthquakes on a world-wide scale.
My attentions focused on the south-west US as a better place because of the great distance from oceans, lack of people, lots of high country, and the spirituality that seems to ooze from that place. What better place to be when the end of time gets here than where the Hopi plan to ride it out? I was reaffirmed after finding the Hopi prophecy I posted earlier. Like, "Hey man, you're on target now".
Then it came to me as I was driving over the mountains a few miles from here. Why go to high country 2,000 miles away when we have geological stability right here?
Lawrence Joseph, author of "Apocalypse 2012: A Scientific Investigation Into Civilization's End," says that Jerusalem, Angkor Wat, the Vatican and Mecca might be natural choices but, no, "of all the sacred sites in the world, none embodies the sacred Mayan values of service to humanity and Mother Earth like the town of Berea, Kentucky."
So, I began looking into Berea Kentucky. Seems like a nice college town filled with yuppies and greenies with a profound sense of recycling and a lively real estate boom, thanks to Larry's book. It's also in a DRY COUNTY. So much for Berea. I mean, if I plan to survive 2012, I sure as shit won't be doing it without plenty of alcohol at my fingertips! Besides, who ever heard of a college town without liquor stores, bars, and drunken college students? PREPOSTEROUS!
That's when I gave up the search and realized the best place to ride out the Apocalypse would be right here, where the liquor store, beer store, drug store, and grocery store are all in the same strip mall 2 miles away. It's not as high as the Rockies, but the Appalachians are high enough and geologically stable, with plenty of hardwood, fresh water and populated by survivalists who know how to mind their own business but can band together at a moment's notice. So what if the local cop shop doesn't open til 4pm? That's a good thing, cause we all have enough guns to take care of our own. I know all the roads and getting from point A to point B, bypassing the interstates using back roads would be a real advantage. This valley is pretty much anonymous, and this place is anonymous even for valley inhabitants, making it an excellent place to hole up for the possible nine-month nuclear winter.
Mass exodus from the cities, roving gangs of predator humans, and instant homelessness will be the biggest problems to overcome. Instituting martial law and bringing our troops home to maintain order sans habeus corpus won't be the best idea for anyone. but it IS a distinct possibility you and your family could be arrested and incarcerated in separate holding pens for no reason whatsoever.
It COULD happen. We just don't know, but you can bet the government has contingency plans and they'll institute them at a moments notice. Best you start stocking up on essentials like matches, food and water. Get some warm clothing and learn to forage. Those unable to cope will be the first to go, and that goes for all those SUV-driving pseudo-survivalists who think their Hummers will save their sorry asses. Money won't be worth much. It's intrinsic value will be reduced to zero and a can of beans will get you more than a thousand dollar bill so don't expect your bank account to bail you out, unless you convert it to precious metals or a useful commodity.
I can't speak for everyone, but I plan on sticking around to see how this thing turns out. How about you?
My first impression as to where to go for this thing was Key West. Why? Maybe for the atmosphere, Keno sandals, sand, surf, rum, Papa Hemingway, and Sloppy Joe's. Maybe because it's a straight shot down the coast to warmer weather, or the laid-back people who always seem unaffected by anything. The biggest reason might be avoidance of air travel at such an unknown time, making a trip to the Alps the wrong answer. I know a number of people who think Hawaii is the place to be for 2012, but I'm pretty sure an island isn't the best place to be IF our tectonic plates shift 180 degrees, causing tsunamis and earthquakes on a world-wide scale.
My attentions focused on the south-west US as a better place because of the great distance from oceans, lack of people, lots of high country, and the spirituality that seems to ooze from that place. What better place to be when the end of time gets here than where the Hopi plan to ride it out? I was reaffirmed after finding the Hopi prophecy I posted earlier. Like, "Hey man, you're on target now".
Then it came to me as I was driving over the mountains a few miles from here. Why go to high country 2,000 miles away when we have geological stability right here?
Lawrence Joseph, author of "Apocalypse 2012: A Scientific Investigation Into Civilization's End," says that Jerusalem, Angkor Wat, the Vatican and Mecca might be natural choices but, no, "of all the sacred sites in the world, none embodies the sacred Mayan values of service to humanity and Mother Earth like the town of Berea, Kentucky."
So, I began looking into Berea Kentucky. Seems like a nice college town filled with yuppies and greenies with a profound sense of recycling and a lively real estate boom, thanks to Larry's book. It's also in a DRY COUNTY. So much for Berea. I mean, if I plan to survive 2012, I sure as shit won't be doing it without plenty of alcohol at my fingertips! Besides, who ever heard of a college town without liquor stores, bars, and drunken college students? PREPOSTEROUS!
That's when I gave up the search and realized the best place to ride out the Apocalypse would be right here, where the liquor store, beer store, drug store, and grocery store are all in the same strip mall 2 miles away. It's not as high as the Rockies, but the Appalachians are high enough and geologically stable, with plenty of hardwood, fresh water and populated by survivalists who know how to mind their own business but can band together at a moment's notice. So what if the local cop shop doesn't open til 4pm? That's a good thing, cause we all have enough guns to take care of our own. I know all the roads and getting from point A to point B, bypassing the interstates using back roads would be a real advantage. This valley is pretty much anonymous, and this place is anonymous even for valley inhabitants, making it an excellent place to hole up for the possible nine-month nuclear winter.
Mass exodus from the cities, roving gangs of predator humans, and instant homelessness will be the biggest problems to overcome. Instituting martial law and bringing our troops home to maintain order sans habeus corpus won't be the best idea for anyone. but it IS a distinct possibility you and your family could be arrested and incarcerated in separate holding pens for no reason whatsoever.
It COULD happen. We just don't know, but you can bet the government has contingency plans and they'll institute them at a moments notice. Best you start stocking up on essentials like matches, food and water. Get some warm clothing and learn to forage. Those unable to cope will be the first to go, and that goes for all those SUV-driving pseudo-survivalists who think their Hummers will save their sorry asses. Money won't be worth much. It's intrinsic value will be reduced to zero and a can of beans will get you more than a thousand dollar bill so don't expect your bank account to bail you out, unless you convert it to precious metals or a useful commodity.
I can't speak for everyone, but I plan on sticking around to see how this thing turns out. How about you?
Monday, December 24, 2007
Hopi Prophecy--The Lost Star?
"You will hear of a dwelling-place in the heavens, above the earth, that shall fall with a great crash. It will appear as a blue star. Very soon after this, the ceremonies of the Hopi people will cease."
This is the entire quote.
White Feather, Bear Clan
"The Fourth World shall end soon, and the Fifth World will begin. This the elders everywhere know. The Signs over many years have been fulfilled, and so few are left.
"This is the First Sign: We were told of the coming of the white-skinned men, like Pahana, but not living like Pahana -- men who took the land that was not theirs and who struck their enemies with thunder. (Guns)
"This is the Second Sign: Our lands will see the coming of spinning wheels filled with voices. (Covered wagons)
"This is the Third Sign: A strange beast like a buffalo but with great long horns, will overrun the land in large numbers. (Longhorn cattle)
"This is the Fourth Sign: The land will be crossed by snakes of iron. (Railroad tracks)
"This is the Fifth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed by a giant spider's web. (Power and telephone lines)
"This is the Sixth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed with rivers of stone that make pictures in the sun. (Concrete roads and their mirage-producing effects.)
"This is the Seventh Sign: You will hear of the sea turning black, and many living things dying because of it. (Oil spills)
"This is the Eighth Sign: You will see many youth, who wear their hair long like our people, come and join the tribal nations, to learn our ways and wisdom. (Hippies)
"And this is the Ninth and Last Sign: You will hear of a dwelling-place in the heavens, above the earth, that shall fall with a great crash. It will appear as a blue star. Very soon after this, the ceremonies of the Hopi people will cease.
"These are the Signs that great destruction is here: The world shall rock to and fro. The white man will battle people in other lands -- those who possessed the first light of wisdom. There will be many columns of smoke and fire such as the white man has made in the deserts not far from here. Those who stay and live in the places of the Hopi shall be safe. Then there will be much to rebuild. And soon, very soon afterward, Pahana will return. He shall bring with him the dawn of the Fifth World. He shall plant the seeds of his wisdom in our hearts. Even now the seeds are being planted. These shall smooth the way to the Emergence into the Fifth World."
This is the entire quote.
White Feather, Bear Clan
"The Fourth World shall end soon, and the Fifth World will begin. This the elders everywhere know. The Signs over many years have been fulfilled, and so few are left.
"This is the First Sign: We were told of the coming of the white-skinned men, like Pahana, but not living like Pahana -- men who took the land that was not theirs and who struck their enemies with thunder. (Guns)
"This is the Second Sign: Our lands will see the coming of spinning wheels filled with voices. (Covered wagons)
"This is the Third Sign: A strange beast like a buffalo but with great long horns, will overrun the land in large numbers. (Longhorn cattle)
"This is the Fourth Sign: The land will be crossed by snakes of iron. (Railroad tracks)
"This is the Fifth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed by a giant spider's web. (Power and telephone lines)
"This is the Sixth Sign: The land shall be criss-crossed with rivers of stone that make pictures in the sun. (Concrete roads and their mirage-producing effects.)
"This is the Seventh Sign: You will hear of the sea turning black, and many living things dying because of it. (Oil spills)
"This is the Eighth Sign: You will see many youth, who wear their hair long like our people, come and join the tribal nations, to learn our ways and wisdom. (Hippies)
"And this is the Ninth and Last Sign: You will hear of a dwelling-place in the heavens, above the earth, that shall fall with a great crash. It will appear as a blue star. Very soon after this, the ceremonies of the Hopi people will cease.
"These are the Signs that great destruction is here: The world shall rock to and fro. The white man will battle people in other lands -- those who possessed the first light of wisdom. There will be many columns of smoke and fire such as the white man has made in the deserts not far from here. Those who stay and live in the places of the Hopi shall be safe. Then there will be much to rebuild. And soon, very soon afterward, Pahana will return. He shall bring with him the dawn of the Fifth World. He shall plant the seeds of his wisdom in our hearts. Even now the seeds are being planted. These shall smooth the way to the Emergence into the Fifth World."
Thursday, December 20, 2007
maybe I'm wrong
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity deserves to exist.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe the freedom fighters will stand up against an unbeatable foe.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity has a place in the cosmos. God, there's so much against us. Even our own kind are chomping at the bit to exterminate us, and the rest of us are so totally ignorant of the executioners before us. What reason do we have to live besides our own will to live? I feel so despondent..... as if all we can do is show our mouse middle fingers in a last act of defiance to the raptor talons as they ravage us.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity can survive what they have in store for us. We are considered cattle... consumers who will eventually be consumed by the providers, who will eventually consume themselves. But hey, it's just business. Dog eat dog and winner take all, only the winners will be underground, emerging when the time is right when the Earth is cleansed.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity will shake loose the shackles of "life" and become non-corporeal in 4 years, because I see no other way out of this madness we brought upon ourselves.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe any more than a scant few of us can make the transition from this reality to the next, and that makes me sad and lonely.
Maybe I'm wrong to feel sad and lonely for a humanity that never existed in the first place.
Maybe I'm just wrong.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe the freedom fighters will stand up against an unbeatable foe.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity has a place in the cosmos. God, there's so much against us. Even our own kind are chomping at the bit to exterminate us, and the rest of us are so totally ignorant of the executioners before us. What reason do we have to live besides our own will to live? I feel so despondent..... as if all we can do is show our mouse middle fingers in a last act of defiance to the raptor talons as they ravage us.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity can survive what they have in store for us. We are considered cattle... consumers who will eventually be consumed by the providers, who will eventually consume themselves. But hey, it's just business. Dog eat dog and winner take all, only the winners will be underground, emerging when the time is right when the Earth is cleansed.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe humanity will shake loose the shackles of "life" and become non-corporeal in 4 years, because I see no other way out of this madness we brought upon ourselves.
Maybe I'm wrong to believe any more than a scant few of us can make the transition from this reality to the next, and that makes me sad and lonely.
Maybe I'm wrong to feel sad and lonely for a humanity that never existed in the first place.
Maybe I'm just wrong.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
mind control in my bedroom
I thought it was a good idea to place the orgone field pulser on the kitchen island directly under my bedroom, just to see what would happen.
For months I've had vivid, orgone-enhanced dreams from the TBs and HHGs in the sleeping chamber, and I thought if I ran the field pulser at 14Hz it would give a boost to the HHG I keep under the bed, resulting in even more dream enhancement. That night was totally dreamless for the first time since last summer. Restful, yes. Deep coma-like, healthy sleep, yes -- but not the kind that makes sleeping really interesting. It was more like a slice of death, rather than the limitless, astro-projected adventures I was used to.
This wasn't just me who had this experience. The first thing Mary said upon awakening was, "I didn't dream." Drag. Sure, I can see some wonderful benefits to this device such as deep sleep when your sick or injured and really need the healing high alpha can give, but for everyday use, I was rather disappointed. I love my dreams, and the last dream before waking always seems to be the instructional part that brings it all together. It's as if each night I'm being instructed on metaphysics or some such thing by placing me in an adventure surrounding a particular subject with a condensing at the end. I can't seem to control the subject matter, and it's as if each night there's a new lesson to be learned. A lot of it seems to be rather pointless, such as when the pronunciation of Frank Zappa's name changed from ZAH-pa to ZAP-pa. WTF on that!
I've also talked to other people who claimed to have the same kinds of dreams I had. Dreams involving people banding together to fight an invisible foe with an older mentor-scientist type of guy in the background sharing insight into metaphysical problems. Hmmmmmmm...... Not sure what it all means, but I feel to keep dreaming is the key to understanding. At least at night.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Friday, November 30, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
The Berwick Experiment
The consensus is in. The Halloween party, as mentioned briefly in a previous post, was totally excellent. The orgone-rich atmosphere affected everyone, and the TBs the guests took home as party favors stimulated quite a stir. As suggested, many of these people placed the TBs under their beds, on nightstands, or near unsuspecting sleeping people to study the reaction, if any. Many people thought these chunks of orgonite couldn't possibly work, but tried them anyway after they heard about the dreams some people had while being near them. One person who suffered from nightmares slept with a TB under his bed and the dreams stopped, while others reported increased dream activity of a sort that they never experienced before. Others claimed the increased energy levels made sleeping difficult and had to remove the TB from the room.
I find all this very interesting. These people all live in Berwick, a town noted for its far reaching negativity levels. Hey, I like all these people, but there's a vibe in that town that you can feel.
The town is full of predators and prey, and sometimes they can't tell the difference. The zoning board was replaced with a private company that combs the streets and carports looking for vehicles with expired tags and inspections, homeowners get nailed for not mowing their grass low enough, which results in heavy fines, and everyone's property taxes doubled as a result of local politicians spending more money then they had. The low-paying jobs suck and as a result, drug use is way up. Yeah, this place just keeps getting worse, with no end in sight.
I decided Berwick will be my next goal. With each visit I'll drop off a few orgone devices in the most negative areas and watch what happens.
In the meantime, if you happen to live in the Berwick area, get a hold of me and I'll gladly send you a TB free of charge.
I find all this very interesting. These people all live in Berwick, a town noted for its far reaching negativity levels. Hey, I like all these people, but there's a vibe in that town that you can feel.
The town is full of predators and prey, and sometimes they can't tell the difference. The zoning board was replaced with a private company that combs the streets and carports looking for vehicles with expired tags and inspections, homeowners get nailed for not mowing their grass low enough, which results in heavy fines, and everyone's property taxes doubled as a result of local politicians spending more money then they had. The low-paying jobs suck and as a result, drug use is way up. Yeah, this place just keeps getting worse, with no end in sight.
I decided Berwick will be my next goal. With each visit I'll drop off a few orgone devices in the most negative areas and watch what happens.
In the meantime, if you happen to live in the Berwick area, get a hold of me and I'll gladly send you a TB free of charge.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Monday, November 19, 2007
lobby free zones
I have a solution to the Earths problems.
Every time government makes a decision or passes a bill we all get screwed. Every... single... time. I can't think of one single bill that was passed in the last 20 years that stands up for individual rights or truths but only lines the pockets of corporations, their lobbyists and the political whores that pass them.
My solution is simple... Make lobbying illegal. Where is it written a politician can accept a suitcase full of money from some fat cat to vote a bill that only enriches the fat cat and everyone else has to pay for it? Try offering money to a cop next time he pulls you over for a minor violation. It's the same thing, only bribing a politician effects everyone where bribing a cop is just a deal between you and him... and more often than not you'll find yourself in the gray bar hotel if you try it.
My solution is simple. Since every time congress does something we all get screwed, don't let them do anything anymore. They can saunter in, hang out with the other dirt bags, have a few drinks and go home and watch TV. But please, for the sake of God, don't let them pass any more laws! We have way too many laws as it is and we can't stand any more. What we need is a law reversal committee, not more people making more laws. Where does it all end? When we have to consult the government on how many squares to use when you use the bathroom?
If the politicians want to keep their cinchy jobs, let them. It will be a great relief to the people to know their congress is watching the ball game rather than dreaming up new ways to make your money theirs.
Only two conditions... 1.Make Washington DC and every state capital lobby free zones. If a politician is seen with a lobbyist, Homeland Security should be alerted and the lobbyist should be arrested and the politician should be picked up by the scruff of the neck and seat of the pants and thrown down the capital steps as a warning to all. Clean out his office, put his stuff in cardboard boxes and set them in the street. And this goes for The White House, too. There's a lot of qualified people out there who can effectively hang out with congressmen, drinking and watching TV. We'll just get a replacement before the sun goes down.
2. Don't make any more laws or pass any more bills!
Where can you find a high paying job where you can screw up consistently and vote yourself a pay raise in the middle of the night? Not outside of congress. That's why these guys should just go with the flow and not get too greedy, otherwise, down the steps with these greedy bastards.
Every time government makes a decision or passes a bill we all get screwed. Every... single... time. I can't think of one single bill that was passed in the last 20 years that stands up for individual rights or truths but only lines the pockets of corporations, their lobbyists and the political whores that pass them.
My solution is simple... Make lobbying illegal. Where is it written a politician can accept a suitcase full of money from some fat cat to vote a bill that only enriches the fat cat and everyone else has to pay for it? Try offering money to a cop next time he pulls you over for a minor violation. It's the same thing, only bribing a politician effects everyone where bribing a cop is just a deal between you and him... and more often than not you'll find yourself in the gray bar hotel if you try it.
My solution is simple. Since every time congress does something we all get screwed, don't let them do anything anymore. They can saunter in, hang out with the other dirt bags, have a few drinks and go home and watch TV. But please, for the sake of God, don't let them pass any more laws! We have way too many laws as it is and we can't stand any more. What we need is a law reversal committee, not more people making more laws. Where does it all end? When we have to consult the government on how many squares to use when you use the bathroom?
If the politicians want to keep their cinchy jobs, let them. It will be a great relief to the people to know their congress is watching the ball game rather than dreaming up new ways to make your money theirs.
Only two conditions... 1.Make Washington DC and every state capital lobby free zones. If a politician is seen with a lobbyist, Homeland Security should be alerted and the lobbyist should be arrested and the politician should be picked up by the scruff of the neck and seat of the pants and thrown down the capital steps as a warning to all. Clean out his office, put his stuff in cardboard boxes and set them in the street. And this goes for The White House, too. There's a lot of qualified people out there who can effectively hang out with congressmen, drinking and watching TV. We'll just get a replacement before the sun goes down.
2. Don't make any more laws or pass any more bills!
Where can you find a high paying job where you can screw up consistently and vote yourself a pay raise in the middle of the night? Not outside of congress. That's why these guys should just go with the flow and not get too greedy, otherwise, down the steps with these greedy bastards.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
The NWO is here
When I talk to people about this kind of stuff I get two kinds of reactions. Half of them think I'm making it up and stare at me, open-mouthed, like I suddenly have lobsters crawling out of my ears. The other half smile and nod in approval, and share a few anecdotes or observations, happy to meet a brother revolutionary. And I'm very proud of that title, Goddammit.
200 years ago, we had King George's police state in this country, and free-thinking radicals rebelled, fought and died to established a system where anyone can do anything they wanted that wouldn't infringe upon another's rights, and kicked some serious redcoat ass.
Today we managed to lose our freedoms, little by little, trading freedom for security, until we have neither. This nanny police state where we expect Uncle Sam to hold our hands from cradle to grave, while the government and big business pick our pockets at the point of a gun, should be enough to make any real American vomit.
Your e-mails are being read, your phone calls are being listened to, you're being arrested and imprisoned without being charged, you're being told what to eat, what to drink, what to watch on tv just like the 2-year-olds you are. What you perceive as news is just bullshit, because the news media is owned by the same bastards who sell you oil and toothpaste and tax the shit out of you, and you'll never get the truth from Fox, CBS, NBC, or any of the other "news" organizations because they want you stupid, fat, and apathetic, so you can buy more shit you don't need and to control your worthless lives.
If you happen to be one of the people who smile and nod and understand we're heading for a real train wreck and want to do something about it before the plane crashes into the sky scraper, then let's get our asses in gear and do something about this, NOW.
To the rest of you who think life is just dandy and nothing's wrong... WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL SLEEPWALKING? WAKE THE FUCK UP! NOW! Otherwise, I don't want anything to do with you losers. What are you on drugs? Stand up and be counted or just die.
If this is what an "Amerikan" is, I renounce my citizenship. And you can kiss my red, white and blue ass.
200 years ago, we had King George's police state in this country, and free-thinking radicals rebelled, fought and died to established a system where anyone can do anything they wanted that wouldn't infringe upon another's rights, and kicked some serious redcoat ass.
Today we managed to lose our freedoms, little by little, trading freedom for security, until we have neither. This nanny police state where we expect Uncle Sam to hold our hands from cradle to grave, while the government and big business pick our pockets at the point of a gun, should be enough to make any real American vomit.
Your e-mails are being read, your phone calls are being listened to, you're being arrested and imprisoned without being charged, you're being told what to eat, what to drink, what to watch on tv just like the 2-year-olds you are. What you perceive as news is just bullshit, because the news media is owned by the same bastards who sell you oil and toothpaste and tax the shit out of you, and you'll never get the truth from Fox, CBS, NBC, or any of the other "news" organizations because they want you stupid, fat, and apathetic, so you can buy more shit you don't need and to control your worthless lives.
If you happen to be one of the people who smile and nod and understand we're heading for a real train wreck and want to do something about it before the plane crashes into the sky scraper, then let's get our asses in gear and do something about this, NOW.
To the rest of you who think life is just dandy and nothing's wrong... WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ALL SLEEPWALKING? WAKE THE FUCK UP! NOW! Otherwise, I don't want anything to do with you losers. What are you on drugs? Stand up and be counted or just die.
If this is what an "Amerikan" is, I renounce my citizenship. And you can kiss my red, white and blue ass.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
who rules the world?
Ever get the feeling you've been lied to your whole life? I don't mean discovering your parents lied to you about the Easter Bunny or finding out fluoride was not only bad for your teeth but was rat poison or that your parents were really brother and sister. I mean something so Earth shaking that it'll pulverize the bedrock of your whole belief system to the point it'll spin you in a completely different direction.
Ralph Ellis wrote a book called "Jesus, Last of the Pharaohs" where he claims Jesus was the son of Julius Caesar and Cleopatra and named Ptolemy XV, the last of the Ptolemic Pharaohs, or as Julius liked to call him, Caesarian, which means little Caesar. When Caesar was named god by the Roman senate, he was considered god to the whole world. Caesarian was also recognized as god in Egypt as the son of Cleopatra. She named him king of kings at the age of 13. When Julius got knifed by the senate, his son Octavian took control of Rome and ordered Caesarian dead. Cleopatra feared for the life of her first born son, and sent him to India with her most trusted servants, who became parent guardians to watch out for him. Could these servants be Mary and Joseph? For anonymity, his name was changed to Esau, which means son of Isis, and just happens to be the Egyptian name for Jesus.
In 1887 Nicolas Notovitch wrote a book called "The Unknown Life of Jesus Christ" which tells of his discovery of ancient scrolls that tell of a philosopher named Isa who arrived as a teenage boy from a small Mediterranean country to study the teachings of Buddha, five hundred years after Buddha died, which coincided with the lost years of Jesus.
Now here's the freaky part.
Mary Magdalene, or Cleopatra Selene, was the half sister of Jesus. She's also identified in the Bible as Mary Cleopus or Mary of Cleopatra.
The wedding Jesus and Mary Magdalene attended was actually their wedding, otherwise the Bible would have said something about their hosts. (I guess incest is best)
Since Jesus lost everything because of Octavian Caesar, he wanted to get it back so he had a plan to take over the Roman Empire, by starting a new religion and turn it into the Holy Roman Empire.
Since Jesus was well trained in ayurvedics and meditation and able to shut off pain, and since he had a foot pad on his cross to hold his weight, and since he was on the cross for only six hours before his friends got him down and immediately took care of his wounds with expensive healing oils and herbs, is it possible he survived his crucifixion and allowed his death and resurrection to go on as a way to solidify his new religion? Was this all part of the plan?
Now these people were far from poor. Mary Magdalene, or Cleopatra Selene, was wealthy, as were all of their friends. Their bloodlines were directly from Caesar, Cleopatra, Alexander, and the greatest nobility the world has ever seen. These were very rich people with a plan to take over the world.
And this bloodline traveled 2,000 years to Queen Elizabeth herself.
That's right. Elizabeth is the last Hebrew Pharaoh and ruler of the world with The Vatican as the religious head and Rothschild as world banker.
Hey, don't take my word for it. This stuff is out there if you dig for it.
Bullshit, you say? Well, just keep your eye on Prince William. Sure as God made little green apples he'll emerge as the world ruler in five years. That is, if we live that long.
Ralph Ellis wrote a book called "Jesus, Last of the Pharaohs" where he claims Jesus was the son of Julius Caesar and Cleopatra and named Ptolemy XV, the last of the Ptolemic Pharaohs, or as Julius liked to call him, Caesarian, which means little Caesar. When Caesar was named god by the Roman senate, he was considered god to the whole world. Caesarian was also recognized as god in Egypt as the son of Cleopatra. She named him king of kings at the age of 13. When Julius got knifed by the senate, his son Octavian took control of Rome and ordered Caesarian dead. Cleopatra feared for the life of her first born son, and sent him to India with her most trusted servants, who became parent guardians to watch out for him. Could these servants be Mary and Joseph? For anonymity, his name was changed to Esau, which means son of Isis, and just happens to be the Egyptian name for Jesus.
In 1887 Nicolas Notovitch wrote a book called "The Unknown Life of Jesus Christ" which tells of his discovery of ancient scrolls that tell of a philosopher named Isa who arrived as a teenage boy from a small Mediterranean country to study the teachings of Buddha, five hundred years after Buddha died, which coincided with the lost years of Jesus.
Now here's the freaky part.
Mary Magdalene, or Cleopatra Selene, was the half sister of Jesus. She's also identified in the Bible as Mary Cleopus or Mary of Cleopatra.
The wedding Jesus and Mary Magdalene attended was actually their wedding, otherwise the Bible would have said something about their hosts. (I guess incest is best)
Since Jesus lost everything because of Octavian Caesar, he wanted to get it back so he had a plan to take over the Roman Empire, by starting a new religion and turn it into the Holy Roman Empire.
Since Jesus was well trained in ayurvedics and meditation and able to shut off pain, and since he had a foot pad on his cross to hold his weight, and since he was on the cross for only six hours before his friends got him down and immediately took care of his wounds with expensive healing oils and herbs, is it possible he survived his crucifixion and allowed his death and resurrection to go on as a way to solidify his new religion? Was this all part of the plan?
Now these people were far from poor. Mary Magdalene, or Cleopatra Selene, was wealthy, as were all of their friends. Their bloodlines were directly from Caesar, Cleopatra, Alexander, and the greatest nobility the world has ever seen. These were very rich people with a plan to take over the world.
And this bloodline traveled 2,000 years to Queen Elizabeth herself.
That's right. Elizabeth is the last Hebrew Pharaoh and ruler of the world with The Vatican as the religious head and Rothschild as world banker.
Hey, don't take my word for it. This stuff is out there if you dig for it.
Bullshit, you say? Well, just keep your eye on Prince William. Sure as God made little green apples he'll emerge as the world ruler in five years. That is, if we live that long.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
black and white with shades of grey
I have a slight problem with the Adam and Eve story told in the bible. Taking this story as literal flies in the face of logic and reason. Adam came from dirt, Eve from Adams rib, they eat the fruit from the tree of knowledge and God gets pissed and sends them packing. They beget Cain and Able and the rest of the human race.
I tend to think this story is just as metaphor as the rest of the bible, with the truth buried in code.
Did Adam, Eve, Cain, and Able exist? Yes, sort of, in a metaphorical way.
Supposedly, the Garden of Eden existed about 10,000 yrs ago between the Tigress and Euphrates rivers, which is the time and place the Agricultural Revolution is believed to have started. Perhaps eating the fruit from the tree of knowledge is a metaphor for breaking away from the hunter-gathering lifestyle and conquering the land and all who inhabit it for a more plentiful food supply, which in turn, rapidly increased the human population, which required more land to feed, which allowed more people to be begotten, etc. until we have what we have now... A world full of humans spending their lives maintaining this culture in the form of working by the sweat of our brows from sun to sun in a never ending work ritual until the reading of the will.
The hunter-gatherer lifestyle seems a lot more relaxed. The majority of your time is spend hanging out, enjoying a life of leisure after hunting game and digging wild yams. A party every night by the fire telling stories of the hunt with your small but eco-friendly family.
The rapid expansion of the Agricultural Revolution meant the free land the hunter-gatherers used became private property for more crops to feed the growing multitude of agriculturists. Wars broke out and nomads died.
It seems to me the story of Cain and Able is a metaphor of this struggle as told by the hunter-gatherers.
Cain was a farmer, an agriculturist. His brother Able was a sheepherder. Both made a sacrifice to God but it was obvious God wasn't pleased with Cains offering so Cain slaughtered Able and sacrificed him.
The story seems more like a struggle between the agriculturists, who had this mindset of private land, food hording, eliminating competition, and killing off anything that got in their way of world domination and ownership and the hunter-gatherers who were perfectly content to maintain a small population and kill only what they can eat for a day. This story most likely originated from the Semitic herders who lived just south of the fertile crescent. The tillers of the soil(Cain) against the herders(Able) in what is now the northern Arabian Peninsula.
It's interesting to note, if the herders were Semites then, according to H.G. Wells "Outline of History", the agriculturists to the north were Caucasians. Perhaps the mark of Cain is white skin.
Kinda makes you wonder what side you're really on, doesn't it?
I tend to think this story is just as metaphor as the rest of the bible, with the truth buried in code.
Did Adam, Eve, Cain, and Able exist? Yes, sort of, in a metaphorical way.
Supposedly, the Garden of Eden existed about 10,000 yrs ago between the Tigress and Euphrates rivers, which is the time and place the Agricultural Revolution is believed to have started. Perhaps eating the fruit from the tree of knowledge is a metaphor for breaking away from the hunter-gathering lifestyle and conquering the land and all who inhabit it for a more plentiful food supply, which in turn, rapidly increased the human population, which required more land to feed, which allowed more people to be begotten, etc. until we have what we have now... A world full of humans spending their lives maintaining this culture in the form of working by the sweat of our brows from sun to sun in a never ending work ritual until the reading of the will.
The hunter-gatherer lifestyle seems a lot more relaxed. The majority of your time is spend hanging out, enjoying a life of leisure after hunting game and digging wild yams. A party every night by the fire telling stories of the hunt with your small but eco-friendly family.
The rapid expansion of the Agricultural Revolution meant the free land the hunter-gatherers used became private property for more crops to feed the growing multitude of agriculturists. Wars broke out and nomads died.
It seems to me the story of Cain and Able is a metaphor of this struggle as told by the hunter-gatherers.
Cain was a farmer, an agriculturist. His brother Able was a sheepherder. Both made a sacrifice to God but it was obvious God wasn't pleased with Cains offering so Cain slaughtered Able and sacrificed him.
The story seems more like a struggle between the agriculturists, who had this mindset of private land, food hording, eliminating competition, and killing off anything that got in their way of world domination and ownership and the hunter-gatherers who were perfectly content to maintain a small population and kill only what they can eat for a day. This story most likely originated from the Semitic herders who lived just south of the fertile crescent. The tillers of the soil(Cain) against the herders(Able) in what is now the northern Arabian Peninsula.
It's interesting to note, if the herders were Semites then, according to H.G. Wells "Outline of History", the agriculturists to the north were Caucasians. Perhaps the mark of Cain is white skin.
Kinda makes you wonder what side you're really on, doesn't it?
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Halloween '07
Mackes Aurelius Alrightus Caesar saw fit to grace The Annual Halloween Drunkards Fest this year. The weather was perfect, the guests were the best and the food and fluids flowed in abundance. A great time for all and the wonderful vibes were unmistakeably orgone enhanced. Multiple orgone devices were in place all around the property with an orgone field generator pumping high alpha waves from the garage to the party in the loft above and everyone got to take home their very own TB as a party favor. We had a fire out back, a dummy in the driveway and a rather diverse crowd who were just so cool. Even George Bush provided us with some good photo ops. Everyone knew a lot of people but no one knew everyone, which is just the way a great party should be. It made the place sing.
An interesting note... We discovered if you put your cell phone over the orgone field generator the signal strength goes up from 1 to 3 bars. Hmmmmmmmm.........
Friday, October 19, 2007
alpha pyramid
I built my first pyramid HHG yesterday and managed to try it out last night in the usual way... placing the finished project in my sleeping chamber. Since this device was intended as a household alpha orgone generator, I used a ring generator to charge the curing orgonite with high alpha waves.
I've been stuck on alpha waves for years now. I'm fascinated how alpha not only heals and repairs at the quantum level but these waves are also responsible for inspiration, manifestation of thoughts and desires into physical form, and just making things happen. This is the brain wave all those gurus and yogis were looking for when they go into deep meditation. It's also the brainwave that dominates when you sleep, which is the reason sleep is considered the best healer.
When I fired up the ring generator to charge the pyramid, it was my intention to implant a desire before leaving it run. I cupped my hands over the curing pyramid and my mind went completely empty. I was unable to generate a thought. The only thing that ran through my head was unintelligible, low-tone Buddhist chanting. (Weird stuff going on here) I figured Universe knows more than I do so I just imbued it with my emptiness and then climbed in my lounge chair in the driveway and watched the clouds... unable to do anything else for about 20 minutes. I realized the experiment was more than successful. I managed to go into a total alpha state, by feeding a small alpha signal through a mobius coil generated block of orgonite that magnified the signal and broadcast it with the help of a parabolic dish to the curing pyramid.
The question is, was the pyramid programmed with this alpha?
My waking dream this morning suggested I improve the cartridge howitzer I made earlier with a heavier orgonite base.
Hmmmmmmmmm.............
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
dreams
I woke up this morning, as I do every morning, with a head full of the previous nights dreams. Dreams about adventure, going places, discussing things, girls, odd animals, and anything else that may enter my alpha induced mind. One detail that has remained a constant for the last three months was orgone. Every night since July 19 I dream about orgonite, different ingredients for orgonite, twisting wire for mobius coils, the difference between a single knot mobius coil or a toroidal mobius coil, the best orgonite mixture for radionics, etc. It's been this way since I first put the HHG in the bedroom. I'm not complaining. The dreams are the best I've had in years. Always pleasant and full of surprising adventures with a combination of people I know and don't know that just happen to be on the same dream journey.
In the past I always had a cast of dream characters that would appear as extras such as people on the street or in a restaurant. These were the same dream people I had for years as those background characters filling a scene, as opposed to the principle subjects in the dream that I would interact with. I knew the faces of these dream people so well I could pick them out of a crowd in waking life.
In a way, they were like the extras you would see in all the old episodes of Star Trek, always rushing down the hallways or hanging in the rec room. I haven't seen these dream people for 3 months now. It's as if Kirk and Spock are out and Picard and Riker are in and a new cast of extras are hobnobbing in 10 Forward or lurching through the corridors.
A whole new flavor has entered these dreams. I can't quite describe it but it seems as though someone or something is trying to show me something my pitifully feeble brain is incapable of grasping, so I wake with only bits and pieces, as if my awake brain can't grasp the assimilation of such weird, but vital, information so it decodes this information to a metaphor I can better understand, like the golden ratio or puzzle pieces the size of storm windows.
I suppose it may be a good thing my Taurus moon keeps my feet firmly planted on the ground, otherwise I might be looking at all this in a totally different light and become one of those tinfoil hat wearing wackos with sackcloth and ashes, receiving messages from God to go barefoot from town to town denouncing the hypocrisies of our time.
Instead, I'm wearing my bathrobe as I ponder my own possible DNA mutation.
I'd like to point out that I'm not obsessed, at least not enough to dream about the same subject matter every night for 3 months straight. Every night orgone is a subplot running in the background and each night I learn something new. If I had a hobby building model airplanes or flying kites, for example, I don't think I would be so consistent in my dreams that I would dream of them every...single...night. In the past, when I began re-occurring dreams about work was when I realized I needed another job... A sure sign of job stress. Who wants to work double-time for straight pay?
No, this is something very different. Instead of stress I feel energized and imbued with foggy, but important information. It's as if I'm plugging into night school while I sleep, learning orgone theory and doing the lab work the next day by testing these theories or, at least, ponder their significance.
As I said earlier, it all started when I placed this HHG in my sleeping chamber.
Is it my own solitary mind constructing these dreams or am I tuning in to a frequency with the HHG as the amplified antenna?
In the past I always had a cast of dream characters that would appear as extras such as people on the street or in a restaurant. These were the same dream people I had for years as those background characters filling a scene, as opposed to the principle subjects in the dream that I would interact with. I knew the faces of these dream people so well I could pick them out of a crowd in waking life.
In a way, they were like the extras you would see in all the old episodes of Star Trek, always rushing down the hallways or hanging in the rec room. I haven't seen these dream people for 3 months now. It's as if Kirk and Spock are out and Picard and Riker are in and a new cast of extras are hobnobbing in 10 Forward or lurching through the corridors.
A whole new flavor has entered these dreams. I can't quite describe it but it seems as though someone or something is trying to show me something my pitifully feeble brain is incapable of grasping, so I wake with only bits and pieces, as if my awake brain can't grasp the assimilation of such weird, but vital, information so it decodes this information to a metaphor I can better understand, like the golden ratio or puzzle pieces the size of storm windows.
I suppose it may be a good thing my Taurus moon keeps my feet firmly planted on the ground, otherwise I might be looking at all this in a totally different light and become one of those tinfoil hat wearing wackos with sackcloth and ashes, receiving messages from God to go barefoot from town to town denouncing the hypocrisies of our time.
Instead, I'm wearing my bathrobe as I ponder my own possible DNA mutation.
I'd like to point out that I'm not obsessed, at least not enough to dream about the same subject matter every night for 3 months straight. Every night orgone is a subplot running in the background and each night I learn something new. If I had a hobby building model airplanes or flying kites, for example, I don't think I would be so consistent in my dreams that I would dream of them every...single...night. In the past, when I began re-occurring dreams about work was when I realized I needed another job... A sure sign of job stress. Who wants to work double-time for straight pay?
No, this is something very different. Instead of stress I feel energized and imbued with foggy, but important information. It's as if I'm plugging into night school while I sleep, learning orgone theory and doing the lab work the next day by testing these theories or, at least, ponder their significance.
As I said earlier, it all started when I placed this HHG in my sleeping chamber.
Is it my own solitary mind constructing these dreams or am I tuning in to a frequency with the HHG as the amplified antenna?
Monday, October 08, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
winter forcast
I've been looking for hornets nests all summer. The best way I can tell what kind of winter we'll have is to study the nest. A nest built high forecasts a lot of snow, and the opposite is true if you happen to find one at ground level, like I did a few years back when I accidentally stepped on one and got nailed on every tender pulse point of my body. Yeah, hornets get pretty temperamental this time of the year.
I found this nest on the edge of the north 40 about 9' up a spruce tree.
Last years hornets nest was in the eves of the third floor and we all remember last Valentines day, don't we? That was when most of the major highways in Pa turned into parking lots for 3 days until our esteemed govna called out the national guard to rescue stranded motorists and pull stuck trucks off the highway because he slashed PENN DOTs budget so he could funnel money to his pet projects in Philly. What an ass...
I can't decide if this nest looks like Gov. Rendell or a typical mugwump... Like, what's the diff?
This seasons weather prediction seems to be cold and mild with not much snow accumulation until early February. It'll be a good idea to keep your gas tank at least half full and carry extra blankets and candy bars. Rendell is still the gov and SEPTA still needs bailing out.
I found this nest on the edge of the north 40 about 9' up a spruce tree.
Last years hornets nest was in the eves of the third floor and we all remember last Valentines day, don't we? That was when most of the major highways in Pa turned into parking lots for 3 days until our esteemed govna called out the national guard to rescue stranded motorists and pull stuck trucks off the highway because he slashed PENN DOTs budget so he could funnel money to his pet projects in Philly. What an ass...
I can't decide if this nest looks like Gov. Rendell or a typical mugwump... Like, what's the diff?
This seasons weather prediction seems to be cold and mild with not much snow accumulation until early February. It'll be a good idea to keep your gas tank at least half full and carry extra blankets and candy bars. Rendell is still the gov and SEPTA still needs bailing out.
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
orgonite cartridges
I'm not exactly sure what to call it. On it's own it's a totally kick ass CB but zapping it with 15Hz makes it one hell of an SP. Fired up, you can feel the hum this succor puts out. What makes this unit so unique is the removable orgonite cartridge embedded with a 3" crystal.
One of the main problems I had with CBs was the lack of compression the pipe crystals had, creating a serious lack of piezoelectric activity, which drastically limited it's performance. If you embed the crystal in the matrix, it's there to stay as a permanent part of the piece. This design not only satisfies crystal compression but allows me to change cartridges at will. In a way, it's like having a computer that you can never upgrade compared to having a computer capable of handling unlimited upgrades without ever touching the motherboard.
I can't help thinking cartridges are the way to go but I still have try this thing out to see if I'm on the right track. We'll see what happens this weekend.
One of the main problems I had with CBs was the lack of compression the pipe crystals had, creating a serious lack of piezoelectric activity, which drastically limited it's performance. If you embed the crystal in the matrix, it's there to stay as a permanent part of the piece. This design not only satisfies crystal compression but allows me to change cartridges at will. In a way, it's like having a computer that you can never upgrade compared to having a computer capable of handling unlimited upgrades without ever touching the motherboard.
I can't help thinking cartridges are the way to go but I still have try this thing out to see if I'm on the right track. We'll see what happens this weekend.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
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