A PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT

Public Service Announcement


14 April 2014

Visible is moving home April 15th 2014.

At the same time, all his blogs - including this one, will be relocating, too; this means that soon this page will disappear - as will all other pages on Vis' sites. The move (the blogs' move that is, not lord Visible's) is expected to take somewhere between 3 and 8 Earth days so should complete some time between 18 and 25 April 2014.

The blogs will remain accessible however, on their old blogspot.com URLS, and here is where you are going to find them - so please bookmark the following links!


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Please also be aware that although all the existing blogs' content will remain accessible, many image links and other bits and pieces may look a bit tatty for the duration of the move (not that anyone visits Vis blogs for pretty pictures anyway, but it's just polite to let you know)



Thank you for bearing with us during the move!



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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

So Many Questions and so Little Time to Answer

Sometimes I have a lot of questions and sometimes I don’t have any. I think that during the times when I have questions, I am in the mode of altruism which inclines me to believe that answering certain questions will lead to solutions to longstanding problems. During the times when I don’t have any questions, it seems to me, I am seeing the world for what it is and realizing that the world itself is the problem; four antagonistic elements warring against each other forever and ever amen. Well... how and why I feel as I do doesn’t really matter.

Today, I’ve got some questions. One of the questions I have is... Why is the United States paying around 500 billion dollars interest on money that it owes if the money it owes is to banks? Since the banks are the cause of the problems to begin with and since America is giving trillions of dollars to the banks then... why are they paying interest? Shouldn’t the banks be paying interest? Are they getting the money from some special bank that hasn’t been affected by the present crisis? One of the things they teach you when you study to become a lawyer is to never ask a question that you don’t already know the answer to so... let’s assume I know the answer to this question and you can think about it.

Zippy Livni doesn’t want to form a government with Bennie Netanyahoo. We’re given the impression that this is because her party with Ehud Barak (no relation to the present U.S President) are a peace party looking for a two state solution and the Netanyahoo/Lieberman coalition is the party of war. Here’s what puzzles me. Livni’s government, under the direction of Skull Olmert, slaughtered a whole lot of Lebanese behind a false flag caper and then practically destroyed Gaza because of a certain amount of bottle rockets hitting into some stolen Palestinian land. This happened because Israel broke a cease fire by killing some Palestinians and then they went ahead and killed a whole lot more, mostly women and children. They bombed schools and hospitals and gunned people down in the streets; this and much more accomplished by the peace party.

What are we too expect from 9/11 Bennie and Mad Dog Lieberman? Here’s how it looks. With Zippy and the other Hellraiser pinheads, the Palestinians only get a little white phosphorus... a destroyed infrastructure and being used for target practice on odd days of the week with every other Sunday off. With Bennie and the Vets they get used for target practice 24/7 and everybody else gets flayed alive and crucified by the side of the road to Tel Aviv come next Hanukah and then on each of the eight days they set a different group on fire so it has a kind of ‘Spartacus celebrates Mardi Gras in Hell’ effect which will delight all the little Israelis and the Palestinians will just be happy to be playing a part in that.

My question is about the difference between these two groups of psychopaths; is it a matter of degree only? I don’t know if I’ll be able to hear your response over the noise of the bulldozers in East Jerusalem.

While we are on the subject of Israel, I’m wondering about all those holocaust films too, although I won’t be seeing any of them. I’m suspecting this is the reason. And thinking about the Gay/Jewish Mafia in Hollywood, it came as no surprise to see Harvey Milk being ‘the reader’ of “My Pet Goat of Mendes” pool side at Auschwitz. Of course, Kate Winslet was pretty clear about the motive for taking roles in holocaust films and she proved to be right. My question here is; where does a sane person go when this kind of shit passes for reality?

It appears that Obama is not going to put an end to torture. It appears that they’ll just close Gitmo and reopen it somewhere else. It appears that he is not going to end war; he’s going to relocate that too and while offering a small token to besieged homeowners and major cash to bottomless banks, we now have bankers complaining about the token being given to the homeowners. Obama is talking tough about Iran despite all the evidence about Iran to the contrary so... how is Obama different than Bush? Yes Obama can talk and sign death warrants at the same time, whereas Bush was limited to one or the other... so goes the empire.

Here’s another question I have. Now that we know that the Afghanistan war was all about getting the heroin trade back on it’s feet and now that we know that most of the nations engaged by proximity or presently performing the ongoing assault are engaged in it. Now that we know that many of the major banks were propping up their bottom line with huge influxes of drug money... why is nothing being done about any of it?

Well, some of you are frothing at the mouth about now because I have the temerity to say these things... never mind whether they are true or not and they damn well are... it’s that I’m saying it. That also begs the question of why the truth would bother anyone. Why is the truth so unwelcome? It’s because it can interfere with business as usual and it makes whoever may be sucking off of that tit uncomfortable because there’s an implication that they might be part of something wrong. Well... you are. You certainly are. I’m going to take it for granted from now on that anyone who might object to the truth is automatically someone hiding something wrong about themselves. It doesn’t matter what reasons you give. This is the real reason. I’ll allow that you might be clueless and stupid so you can pick that as an alternative option if you want to.

So it goes... on and on... so it goes... embarrassing questions and insufficient answers. Real answers require change. Didn’t I hear something about change recently? You’re going to get about the same amount of change as you’re getting from that big tax break. What’s that come to? I hear it’s something on the order of about $13. a week. Well whoop de doo!!! I expect you’ll be partying down now. Wiser heads may just invest that money in something and get ready to retire about a hundred years after they die.

I’ve got a lot more questions. I want to know where that new 9/11 commission is. I want to know how come the Main Stream Media has so little to say about how really bad things are going to get. I want to know what kind of a scam ‘they’ are cooking up to justify attacking Iran and I want to know if they know that means an attack on Russia too? I want to know and I don’t want to know and in most cases I already know. I may not know the details but I know the players and the intent.

The more this whole ugly business continues and the more outrageous the acts by those manipulating it continue, the more it looks like a movie. It looks like a movie whose purpose is to expose the actors. Every day it gets more absurd and every day it gets closer to the denouement. Armies of sleepwalkers and hypnotized subjects go about their business as if the dream or the spell were reality itself. The sleepwalkers can hear the sounds of the fire engine speeding to their burning house but in the dream it seems like something else. Those hypnotized have been told it is something else. One thing you may be sure of... it is going to prove to be something else.

You’ve probably got questions too and this would be a good time for you to let fly. We’re all ears here as opposed to ears of corn everywhere else (grin). Once again, the questions that everyone should be asking themselves is, “Who am I?” “What am I doing?” "Why am I doing it?" and “If I am in danger of losing everything; what would I most hate to lose?” The clock is ticking and time is not on your side.

Visible sings: 911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible♫ While the President Makes War ♫
'While the President Makes War' is track no. 8 of 10 on Visible's 2002 album
'911 was an Inside Job'

About this song (pops up)

911 was an Inside Job by Les Visible

Saturday, February 21, 2009

The Precession of the Equinox and 2012.

Greetings Earthlings... welcome and unwelcome guests. I want to talk about 2012 today and a thing called ‘precession of the equinox’. I want to mention Newcomb’s Constant and Kepler’s Laws. I’d like to present periapsis and the Dwapara Yuga and... I think that should be enough. When I say, I want to talk these things, the truth is that I only want to bring them up and if you are curious enough you are going to look into them and you might speculate about what they have to do with each other and the approach of 2012. You might then consider what it is that uniquely defines the given moment on December 21st, 2012 astronomically speaking and you might give a look into the sunspot activity as well.

I don’t want to talk about this. I don’t want to talk about this. I don’t want to talk about 9/11 Netanyahoo or Mad Dog Avigdor Lieberman. I’m not going to talk about the magical missiles from Lebanon or the looming assault on Iran. You know about the authors of these things or you are living in the real life version of “They Live” or you’re doing an ostrich imitation though, I’ve been told, ostriches don’t really stick their heads in the sand. People do stick their heads in the sand. They even stick them up their asses and often... in these days... up the asses of other people too.

It doesn’t matter what ancient culture you visit or what ancient texts you read. They are uniform in their commentaries about a 26,000 year cycle. You can go to The Vedas and you can go to the Hopis; the Olmecs and the Mayans... the Incas and many others and you will find the same thing differently exposited but congruous with one another in the essential understanding. I’ve given you recourse to modern scientific theorems and presentations that you can use for a transparency overlay in respect of the old and the new in a precise embrace.

What you see around you; all the bankrupt constructs that have defiled and imprisoned the human spirit are headed for the ashcan and you are headed there too, if you find yourself unable to cut them loose. Your political and religious leaders are fools. They are hypocrites, demagogues, thieves and murderers and they are most certainly headed to the ashcan with or without their secret bunkers and midnight rustling of the wealth of the world.

Some of you are going to want to protest the continuing psychopathy of the few and the sycophancy of the many. Some of you are going to want to rebel and resort to guerrilla tactics. Some of you are going to step away from the big bat guano machine. Most of you are going to go along with the program and right into the ashcan. You are going to become the fertilizer for a new age. According to your personal destiny as it is compromised by personal choice you will do what you see fit. My suggestion is that you consider deeply who you are; where you are and what you are. It’s late in the game to change the world so you had better change yourself.

The false prophets, new age hucksters and snake oil salesmen... the high priests and pornographers of this insidious culture of low level sensuality and body worship are due for a big surprise. Everyone is due for a big surprise. Many of you are thinking we’re just going through another rough patch in the road. Many of you think this is just a period of readjustment and that it’s all going to clear up in a little while. It is not going to clear up. It is going to get much, much worse. It is already worse than you think but they’re not telling you that. Time enough for that when it can’t be concealed any longer.

A lot of people are making the choice to go down with the ship in an ‘alas Babylon’ kind of a way. Some portion of you are moving away from that and for you, in general, the news is good. Out of the ashes of what used to be, a new dawn will be rising. I cannot stress enough how important it is to take stock of yourself and to consider what is valuable to you. If the evidence set before you each succeeding day were of the audible sort you would be hearing klaxons and tsunami horns.

It is a most peculiar thing that the majority of the people cannot see this. Apparently it is always this way. I could speculate on the power of rampant self-interest; disregard for one’s surroundings, pleasure seeking as an ultimate course, unfathomable ignorance, highly magnetic delusion and obsession but it wouldn’t serve any useful purpose. Let those who are so inclined remain as they are and may those not so inclined continue as well.

I’m going to suggest that you give some serious attention to the links I have provided you and I’ll throw in a few films as well; 2012, Science or Superstition, Future by Design and The Reflecting Pool just because it’s such an uncanny pseudo-fictional account about 9/11 and one more considerate effort by another one of us wailing in the wilderness or laboring in the provinces. There are some really good people working all over the world on the behalf of everyone. It is a tragedy that there are so few but it is an inspiration to us all, should we be so inclined, to do what we can wherever we may be in respect of the coming paradigm shift.

The recent post on cycles and the post on liars are connected to this one as setups. Smoking Mirrors and the other blogs are going to be less and less concerned with ongoing phenomena and more concerned with practical considerations. As with anything, some transition time is going to be involved. I’ll be on the radio this Sunday night talking about these things here.

It makes no never mind to me whether people pay attention to me or to any of the other fellow travelers whose efforts are directed toward awakening and informing people. To be criticized by those complicit in their own doom is a not unwelcome imprimatur upon my efforts and the efforts of kindred spirits. Have at it with a will while that capacity remains with you.

Rather than offer any general advice where each reader’s situation is different according to location; family, occupation and viewpoint, I would rather extend that timeless exhortation, “seek and ye shall find”.

There is some form of agency that is well disposed to those who are well disposed to our common good and another agency that is not well disposed to those not well disposed to our common good and I would suggest they are both the same thing, representative of the outworking of cosmic law. Defining this agency is a fruitless effort because any effort in that regard will only serve to conceal it more. Each of us perceives destiny and their place in the mix through a different lens and perspective. However you see it the time has come to refine it. The time to inquire and seek with all intensity is at hand. I am confident that no effort in this regard will go unrewarded.

The dissolution of outworn forms is necessary for what is coming. As much as many will look with horror on what is coming, I submit that there are some numbers of us who will look on it with hope and an encouraging industry, brimming with focused purpose. You can think of it as a death rattle or you can think of it as birth pangs. It’s going to look differently to different people depending on how they are looking at it and what their intentions are.

I’m reminded of the admonition seen in the side window of an automobile, “objects in the mirror are closer than they appear”. Everyone always imagines that there’s going to be some kind of a reasonable warning period ...while having ignored the repeated and increasingly more obvious warnings all along. Take it for what it’s worth.

Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Iridescent Dreams ♫
'Iridescent Dreams' is track no. 10 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
Lyrics (pops up)

Songwriter by Les Visible
Iridescent Dreams

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Cycling through History Recycling

Some people believe in ‘The Great Man Theory” about historical causes, some believe in Spengler’s cyclic view and some believe in the motive hand of a deity or any or part of these and other possibilities depending on which complexity they are attracted to. Most motivations for belief are what suits the personal perspective. In some few cases the belief is intended to be impartial and the result of compared and sifted evidence but even this seldom escapes the coloration of the personal lens.

The details of history are mostly lies. The wider sweep is mostly true. One thing we can be sure of is that it repeats itself. This is probably because the conditions we deal with are always the same. I tend toward Spengler’s view as containing more truth than the rest. It’s not just history that’s cyclic. We keep time with circular clocks. We exist within the cycle of the seasons. The Earth rotates around the Sun; at least for the moment. Prior to birth we are curled in a ball and as life progresses the back curves forward (in most cases) almost seeming to be in anticipation of another cycle whose mysterious process of return (if there is one) is beyond our vision. For me it has a Mobius strip character. We can only see part of the operation and that leads to a lot of speculation and argument which doesn’t come to much in terms of proving anything... here.

Given that circumstances repeat themselves it shouldn’t be hard to see that we are approaching one of those periods of ‘revolution’. In this particular instance; in this particular time there is a particular feature that is present which is going to be active more than at any time in the recorded past. It’s going to be happening everywhere at the same time. Nations and the minds of the population are all directly more aware of each other through the medium of international communications via news media and the internet. The mass media is a lie machine controlled by the interests of the few for the plundering of the many. That’s a given. The internet offers the possibility of a greater impartiality if you know where to look.

To be simplistic about the perspective of Karl Marx we are given to understand that history is the result of economic forces and hegemonic interests. There’s some truth to that. A few people are smarter than the larger body but the basic principle of self interest pervades in general. Intelligent and amoral psychopaths can prosper in their vicious behavior by preying on the self-interest of the lumpen proles. This is another cycle that repeats.

Henry Ford was a smart man. He said, “history is bunk”. He also understood something of the nature of certain forces he had to deal with. He wasn’t alone in this regard. The thoughts of many of the world’s leaders echo a common sentiment as to the wolves among the sheep. I’m not going to treat with this today. I’ve said my piece and the evidence is glaring. There’s more evidence than there is bullshit in the world, each producing their own form of methane and you are welcome to breathe either. Telling yourself that you don’t smell it is a matter between you and your lying nose.

However... the people of the world... that large sleeping animal is being pressed and afflicted by the age old condition of the few wanting more than they will ever use at the expense of the many. This pathology of the few has no limits upon its appetite. It will squeeze the last bloody nickel from the hands of the last starving serf if it can manage it. It never does. Sooner or later they ignite the wrath of the world against them and heads will roll. Heads should roll and we can only hope it is the right heads.

Contrary to what we were led to believe, President Obama is no more than Bush-lite. He’s going to pour some tens of thousands of extra soldiers into Afghanistan as if it will do any good at all. It won’t. Someone doesn’t understand the Hindu Kush. You can’t conquer certain places. He’s going to do it at the behest of Gates and the generals who don’t know shit from shinola. They’re doing it at the behest of whoever has promised them a portion of the plunder in this geo-political rape when the sanest thing is to recognize that different societies are different and to manage your needs and relationships by first recognizing this fact and not operating as agencies for corporations who want to ram their shit down unwilling throats and/or steal what isn’t theirs.

Because unbridled greed and stupidity are human constants another cycle repeats and it results in tragedy with every turn of the wheel.

I do not know the details of what is coming because they haven’t presented themselves yet. I do know what the larger picture portends. Revolution is coming and it’s coming to Main Street everywhere. It will hit its most dramatic expressions in the larger urban areas and things will no longer be what they were. Let that imply whatever you like... or don’t like.

During both of the last world wars there were various areas that were untouched by the conflicts though they were no great distance away. This is something to consider. You might ask why this was the case but that wouldn’t be the most important consideration. Everyone should look at where they are and judge accordingly. You get what I’m saying or you don’t.

A new world is going to emerge from the transformations in the wings. A new cycle is appearing even as the old cycle is recycling. It will have new solutions because the old solutions did not work. It will contain many of the forward thinking ideas that have been ridiculed by those addicted to the stupidity of the moment drawn from a poor information about the past, colored by self interest.

If a car hits you when you are crossing the street, your first concern is not whether the car was driven by a drunk or someone on their cell phone. Your concern is not whether they are a Muslim or an atheist. Your concern is the injuries of the impact. Your real self-interest lies in paying attention in the first place because a great number of people are not paying attention due to their attention being co-opted by whatever brand of distracting materialism has captured their minds.

Your right to live is directly tied to your values. Your right to a new world is directly tied to your ties to the old world. Your ability to swim is directly tied to whatever possessions and sundry are tied around your neck through the agency of your minds attachment to theses things. You are either cycling into a new understanding because of your willingness to let go of the old and embrace the new or you are recycling into compost for the new because your cold dead fingers are wrapped around the past. It’s your call.

Every time a period such as this comes around there are increasingly greater warnings that present themselves in the changes taking place. Every time this happens, the same sort of people are wining and dining while Rome burns. Their laughter crackles like the flames that surround them and no amount of increasing evidence will convince them of anything. Their crimes and their excesses increase in measure to the point of absurdity and so it goes.

There are a few basic amenities that are crucial to survival. Any fool ought to know what these are and where they came from before they got wrapped in packaging and showed up on a shelf somewhere. Take a look around... well... we’ll see won’t we?

Visible and The Critical List: Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ Dui Do I, Oh Baby D.W.I. ♫
'Dui Do I, Oh Baby D.W.I.' is track no. 5 of 12 on
Visible and The Critical List's 1992 album 'Not Politically Correct'

About this song (pops up)

Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List

Sunday, February 15, 2009

The Howdy Doody President.

I’m sure there are some readers who feel that I accentuate the negative over the positive in my postings here. My answer would be, “Do you want me to lie to you?” I’m not trying to get you to sleep with me. A lot of you can accomplish that without my help. Sometimes I feel like I’m in one of those zombie movies that I don’t watch because I am too busy avoiding the zombies in the street. Some things are very clear to me and they are clear to others as well. This gives me a confirmation about what I am seeing. I cannot understand why so many more people cannot see what is happening. I have to assume that it is because they are seeing what they want to see because reality doesn’t jibe with their plans for the future.

People pretend that something is other than what it is because they think that is going to influence the outcome. Maybe they’ve read about positive thinking or visualization. Maybe they’ve got Nom-Myoho-Renge-Kyo playing in the back of their heads or they’ve been having a liquid lunch with Louise Hay. I’m all for the power of positive thinking. I employ it on a regular basis but... I’m against pissing in my own ear and telling myself its rain.

I believe that if you lie to yourself then you are certain to lie to others. It might make you popular with a larger segment of the population. It might put you on the rubber chicken glad-handing circuit and maybe you get to sit on the couch with Oprah but the last thing we need any more of is beautiful liars who won’t see what’s in front of them and don’t mind taking others along for the ride. It’s exactly that kind of mentality that got you where you are today ...and you want more?

Nadya Suleman is the poster girl for where Western Culture is at today. For all of the great things we could be up to and inquiring after, Fox News has the larger audience because it reduces everything to the basest and most common denominator. There’s a price for this and you can see what that price is by paying attention to what is disappearing. It’s that simple. If ever a culture needed a bitch-slapping it’s the one we’re afflicted with today. You will wake up or you will be woken up and your sugar plums are going to turn into Umeboshi plums with a Natal plum garnish.

I may like them but Umeboshi plums do not taste good on a deformed palate and Natal plum will stick you good. Nature has a way of telling you when something is wrong and it is called, ‘pain’. What you’ll do is look for an allopathic, pharmaceutical solution. What you’ll do is drink and deny. What you’ll do is try to escape but since it is a part of you, I am curious about where you think you’ll go without it tagging along. You can’t fix something by treating the symptoms but that’s what you want to do. You want to suppress the information that is telling you... you have to change your style.

Now you have a president who looks good. He talks good. He put the same people who created the present mess in charge of cleaning it up AND he’s got a Blackberry. I see a lot of foxes with smiles on their faces and a big chicken shortage. Obama sure does like to drop Lincoln’s name... no surprise there. He’s a Howdy Doody president and he’s dancing to the same strings that you are which is why you’re all in sync with being out of sync.

In the meantime you won’t be hearing about any of those annoying questions concerning that airplane crash in Buffalo. Just scroll down the list at What Really Happened and consider the curious questions being asked by people who aren’t performing as extras in the Day of the Triffids. Real news tastes a lot like Umeboshi plums but you’ll feel better after, even if it doesn’t go down as well as a sugar plum.

You want your system fixed? You want your world to operate with a semblance of order so that you can be industrious and enjoy the fruits of your labor? Eliminate the Federal Reserve. Put the right people in jail and take their money. Demand that a certain special interest group register as an agent of a foreign power. Support war crimes trials and do not purchase any product that has 729 on the bar code. That’s a start. That will do more for fixing the mess you are in than all of the gratuitous band aids on sucking chest wounds that are presently being employed. How come I know this and they don’t? Am I smarter than them? No... I’m honest and you should find the stones to be honest too.

You’ve been emasculated by banal entertainments and impossible dreams in a mechanical rabbit chase. The rabbit doesn’t get a carrot and neither do you. This rabbit doesn’t even eat carrots ...and you’re not going to eat carrots any more than you’re going to eat Umeboshi plum are you? Sometimes the bitter pill is the one that will save your ass.

Don’t look at Obama. Look at who Obama is listening to. Look at the people Obama put into a position to tell him what is happening. Iran hasn’t attacked another nation in about a thousand years. How many assaults on near defenseless nations have been launched by the country most vocal about attacking Iran? Is this not the same nation that lied America into an assault on Afghanistan and Iraq? How did that work out? How deceived are you? To quote Browning; “Let me count the ways” “To the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach”. Yeah, I’m picking on you again. I’m picking on Barack. I can’t get my ‘feel good’ on so I’m taking it out on you.

Over two years ago I told you what was going to happen to your economy. I’m not the Lone Ranger in that regard but rather one of a few. I’m telling you today that when what they intend for Iran happens in a couple or few short months that it’s going to be far more gruesome still. This is how they fix things. They start wars. They start wars to cover their asses... to distract the masses and to make the same kind of coin they were making when they were stealing everything you had... before they put the same people in charge of cleaning up the mess. You get to be the squeegee head at the end of the mop handle.

You just don’t seem to want to learn so it happens again and again and again. Keep your eye on Howdy Doody and pay no attention to the men behind the curtain. You’re going to learn this time. This time you are going to take to the streets because you may well already be living on them or one step away.

“It’s Howdy Doody time. It’s Howdy Doody time. It’s Howdy Doody time.” Buffalo Bob is played by Rahm Emanuel and Clarabelle the Clown is played by, “I’m a Zionist” Joe Biden. The gangs all here, maybe it’s time for Woody Willow too. Does it matter which puppet they use? Cartoon characters are climbing up out of the sidewalks and “Won’t Get Fooled Again” is coming out of the speakers. Feet are tapping while the lyrics are ignored. Conditions are noted while the causes are ignored. The pain is medicated while the origin’s ignored. All eyes are focused on the cell phone screen in the secret masturbation of the teenage girls we’ve become. The leg rocks up and down in steady rhythm as we dream of Prince Charming when we are actually Little Red Riding Hood. You get a different result when the fairy tale is real unless you’re reading the Brothers Grimm.

Go ahead... I can’t stop you. Dr. Feelgood is on the phone. Humanity... so much promise. All that hard work that we did and it has come to this? I know I just said this yesterday but it’s the same today. I’m not letting go of my faith in you. I’m not letting you go down without annoying you every step of the way. If that’s negative then so be it. If you will just join arms with your equally abused friends and neighbors there are no amount of puppets that can maintain this world as a vampires feeding ground. You have the power. They have only the illusion.

No matter what you may do or not do... the greatest thing you can do is to be aware. Merely by seeing and recognizing you unleash more garlic and holy water than you will ever need. See... recognize and declare “citoyen j’accuse.”

Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ And We Could All Be Free ♫
'And We Could All Be Free' is track no. 8 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
Lyrics (pops up)

Songwriter by Les Visible

Thursday, February 12, 2009

The Kosher Nostra-Damien, Armaggedon Minstrel Show.

As I have been maintaining of late... it’s all coming out and things like this need to be burned into the minds of those who trot along beside the caravan like pariah dogs seeking scraps as the landscape is looted to the ground. Yes... our boy Rahm showing the intentions of the Kosher Nostra as point man for the apocalypse. Any fool can see that the financial collapse has been caused by this just as The Great Depression was.

The hard cold fact that Israel and Zio-con interests were behind 9/11 is beyond debate. Do you wonder at who did the short selling just ‘before’ 9/11? Wonder no more.

What is also beyond debate is that they used this event to cause the Afghanistan invasion and the Iraq War and they are fixed on attacking Iran. This isn’t just a smoking gun. This is a 21 gun salute to fascism and world domination, naked on the Polaroid’s. One has only to look at the links I have just given and weigh them collectively. When you add in the massive evidence of fraud in the Holocaust Industry it becomes heavier yet. And there is more and more and more. The control of the entertainment industry and the press are also irrefutably true.

Will they succeed in their plans to destroy the gentile world? Will things like this increase to the point of absurdity? As we factor in PNAC and Dov Zaheim and the missing trillions and look at his associations with the remote control industry, then you add in Michael Chertoff being the head of Homeland Security and Joe Lieberman being the head of the Homeland Security Committee, I have to ask... “What does it take for you to pull your head out of your ass and see the light?”

My tinfoil hat is glowing with enough power to heat my home and the surrounding neighborhood and still, people like me are called anti-Semitic... nut jobs... and of course, ‘racist’ by members of the self-chosen at any one of the sewer forums where they gather to gang rape the truth. This is yet another example that a wide conspiracy is in action. The rank and file of the self-chosen fully supports what is taking place. It is a rare voice among them that stands forth in opposition.

I hate to get into things like arcane forces; prophecy and the like but... my mind works in funny ways. I notice things like the presence of just about six million Jews in Israel as if... as if they are gathering themselves together there... thinking one thing while setting themselves up for another... as if they just might get that previously imaginary number of six million after all. The world has a strange way of working against every attempt to gain control of it. No matter how many times anyone has tried, they’ve never gotten there.

As time passes, the actions of this presently most powerful mafia on Earth are being exposed before the eyes of the world. Who the bad guys are is not in doubt. With each new day the peoples of the world see ever more clearly what is taking place. The arrogance of the players is compelling them to brag about their activities and their power. It is consistent with the possession of wisdom that at no time will sane men over reach themselves, over rate themselves or over extend themselves. Madness of the sort ensures its own destruction. That evil destroys itself is an observable fact.

Will these fools of the moment awaken to their state? It is not to be expected that they will. Within their minds they do believe that nothing can stand in their way. Those who will suffer the most are the greater number among them who have chosen not to speak out against the psychopathic behavior of their fellows. Even as they are warned and told what awaits, they slander and condemn the truth tellers. They hold forth the bankrupted evidence of imaginary atrocities while the greater and proven evidence of their own atrocities are further exposed with each passing day.

In full view of the world they perform genocide on a defenseless population. They are the new Nazis of the day. The whole world is seeing this. The whole world is drawing the obvious conclusions and not all of the holocaust films and media control can hide or spin the truth as it rises in the minds of the peoples of the world.

Now they are on the verge of seating an even more repressive government than they have possessed until this time. They are drawing it all together in anticipation of the kill. They are going to find that their own murderous hands are, in fact, placed around their own necks.

I wish with all my heart that they would awaken to the reality of their behavior. I seek no revenge. I am no judge or executioner. It would please me entirely if they would step back from the precipice of their own destruction and discover the humanity that lays hidden deep beneath the darkness of their fell intentions. I fear that whether it is prophecy or a mere mathematical working out of inescapable probability that they will not hear. They will march off the cliff as they sing their victory song. They will continue on to Waterloo and Samarra thinking they are Wellington until the very moment they turn into Napoleon.

There is something in life that hides what is real from the minds of those destined to destroy themselves by their own hand. The same power that uncovers and reveals... that lifts the veils, also covers and conceals and lowers the veils. Hubris is added to hubris... corruption is added to corruption until some critical mass is reached. They think they sit in control of everything and come to find that their hands cannot manage the intentions of their darkened minds. It is there in front of us all. It is further exposed by the hour yet it does not seem strange to anyone. What does it mean? I do not know.

Step by step the moment marches to the point of revelation. The truth of it all... the real magnitude of the financial crisis is as yet unknown but the evidence that it is greater than imagined continues to be exposed with each new day. The sums are larger and larger. Hunger widens its presence. Ruin marches with impunity through more and more lives. Revolution stirs at home and abroad. In the meantime, bankers and corporate entities grasp for the possession of more and more resources stolen from the people and continue to extend outrageous bonuses to one another. They cannot see the rage that they are kindling across the world. They do not care. They think themselves immune. They extend the middle finger to the public that they are abusing.

What can we make of this? What can one assume at the theft of the people’s assets and the rapacious industry to steal yet more and more? There seems to be no limit to the pillaging. There seems to be no cautioning voice within. Perhaps they are beyond the mercy of any warning. Now they are only players in one more tragedy upon the world’s stage. They do not have the real script for the performance. They have their own script but they will not be able to deliver it.

We are surely living in interesting times. No one knows the circumstances or extent of what is coming. If ever there were a time for those of us who have retained our sanity and humanity to be prudent and watchful... now is the time.

I am confident and hopeful, beyond what the evidence might give cause for. Hold close to what you hold dear and may that be something more than what those of whom I speak... demonstrably hold as more valuable than their lives and their souls.

Visible sings: The eponymous Les Visible Music Album♫ Patterns ♫
'Patterns ' is track no. 10 of 10 on Visible's eponymous
'Les Visible' Music Album

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The eponymous Les Visible Music Album

Monday, February 9, 2009

Welcome to the Apocalypse and Unveiling of the Truth

Friends, Skeptics and Nimrods... lend me your ears. I come to exhume the truth not to bury it. The lies that men tell are the flesh of their mortality... the truth is a fire in their bones. Sooner or later the day comes. Sooner or later critical mass is reached. The pressure of what is hidden becomes stronger than what conceals it. Then comes the mad scramble of the lie makers who are revealed in their efforts by the industry of their madness. Cracks appear in the casing and the whole ugly affair bursts forth like a new born child, smacked on the ass and crying for the attention of the world.

As I have said in recent days... apocalypse does not mean what we have collectively believed. It means... to uncover, to reveal. It is a lifting of the veils. Then what is seen becomes a judgment to those observing it. It burns the eyes and the minds of those who have woven the veils to hide the truth of themselves and it brings liberation and joy to those who can now witness the hidden reality of what is. It is one fire with two different sensations; one is the sensation of burning and shame and one is the sensation of warming, well-being and vindication. It’s the same fire with two relationships to it. You can see it spiritually or you can see it in terms of applied physics but see it you will.

It’s coming out everywhere. The doubts are damning. The questions are being raised by the most unlikely sources. Many, many lies are being revealed and a large percentage of so called anti-Semitic and false flag incidents all over the world are being proven to have been orchestrated by Zionist, Jewish interests. One has only to inquire to be enlightened.

By this time one can surely see that there is a great deal more than we have been told and it is showing itself with every new day. Let us imagine what the psychopaths in charge of Israel, the Federal Reserve bankers and blackmailing, scandal mongers like Abe Foxman must be thinking and feeling in these days. As the truth is consistently revealed in the actions of Bernie Madoff and Jack Abramoff and as the truth about 9/11 becomes more and more apparent one could only wish to be a fly on the wall in the rooms where history’s biggest liars confront the exposure of their evil behavior.

It is going mainstream people and what can they do? What happened in Gaza has shown the whole world the truth about Israel. The actions of the last sixty years; the actions of hundreds of years before is all rising like the dead from the grave to convict beyond reasonable doubt. What shall they do? It can be assumed that some dreadful new crime is now marching into action while the world watches and waits. The apocalypse is no more than the truth undressing herself of the concealment of lies. The wailing and gnashing of teeth is the agony of those exposed for their countless crimes. Allegory and metaphor are linked arm in arm with the hard cold data of what can no longer be denied. They twist and turn; they howl and rage but to no avail.

The dishonored dead cry out from the grave. The years of blackmail and extortion and the McHolocaust centers across the world stand as testimony to a terrible lie. They have been a monument to their own darkness and now the darkness lifts to show them and all with eyes to see what has been done and what never occurred.

Now we see the absurdity of six million Jews who died in World War 1. Now we see the absurdity of there being more holocaust survivors now than there were at the end of World War 2. It goes on and on. We find that the number of six million was being tossed about even before the end of the First World War. No... my friends... the drunken driver in the semi filled with lies is meeting the bridge abutment of the truth and the flaming wreckage blazes on the shoulder of the highway as the rubber necking world drives slowly by.

What is this mysterious force that cannot be contained by the control of the press? What is this force that cannot be suppressed by the bankers and the relentless operations of the captive governments and courts? What is this force that is unveiling... uncovering and revealing? Onward it marches as day follows day. Even the cattle in the field who graze upon the grass are hearing the grass speaking and the voices of the dishonored dead beneath the ground are speaking. The wind is speaking and the seas are speaking. The mind inside the mind is speaking and will not be silenced.

History’s heroes are proving to be the villains. History’s victims are proving to be the oppressors. Up has been proven to be down and down is now up. Before is now after. Nothing is what is seems to be and what will tomorrow bring? What will tomorrow bring?

What is being plotted behind those doors? What are they talking about in the rooms of power where deep inside they must surely be atremble. The hot breath of fire at the nape of the neck is a chilling terror for those who imagine they can hide behind their guarded doors... behind their money and the appearance of power... behind their armies and their courts... behind the lies that are the walls they dreamed would protect them and which now become the walls of the prison that confines them.

They are all of them trapped in the darkness of the coma of Ariel Sharon. The endless parade of their terrible deeds parades before them. It grows stronger and more relentless with each passing day and they cannot turn away. They cannot run... they cannot hide. In every direction they approach the images and the sounds. They hear the outcry of their victims. They hear the footsteps of approaching justice. They hear their names being called. There is no lawyer who can plead their case. There is no defense. Only the prosecutor will speak as they sit in the docks and hear the litany of their crimes.

You can call it the fulfillment of prophecy and you can call it the natural outcome of natural law. You can believe that there is a destiny that shapes our ends and you can believe it is purely a mechanical device. You can call it random or planned; intentional or accidental. It is here, nonetheless, it is here.

Imagine their horror as they wonder at the cause of this. Imagine their fear as they muster their impotence against the forces of their own destruction that they set in motion. Relentless and unstoppable it continues to their door with every passing second of the day. You cannot imprison the truth. It will, in time, burst every bond.

The collective outrage of those that were slandered and tormented, screams in the whirlwind as it gathers its force. The murdered and imprisoned join in the chorus. Gaza and all the lands where this horror has marched with its hobnailed boot are joined in a universal cry. They cannot stop their ears. They cannot close their eyes and they cannot hide their faces. Each day brings their crimes before the attention of the world.

What awaits us all in these coming days? This I do not know. All I know is that they truth is unveiling... uncovering... revealing and there is nothing any one can do to stop it; no misdirection... no added million in new unmarked graves... no rediscovered Nazis... no new lies accomplish anything more than to amplify the presence of the lies already told.

Welcome to the apocalypse and unveiling of the truth.

Patrick Willis narrates:
Welcome to the Apocalypse and Unveiling of the Truth



Visible sings: God in Country by Les Visible♫ I Need More Light ♫
'I Need More Light' is track no. 4 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
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God in Country by Les Visible

Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Bank Loan's Connected to the Zen Koan

...the way the hip bone is connected to the knee bone.

When I saw this little item it made me think of something else. The way my mind works; one thing generally causes me to think of another thing. That might be the key to human invention or it might be the nature of the mind itself and I might actually be the guy reading this or Santa’s little elf. I’m glad we cleared that up. We’re just here to clean up the mess...

Over at that tired, “I’m sorry I shit in my pants; someone must have put it there while I was sleeping” forum which I use as an example of, “they went that way” misleading genre it continues to be true that, you couldn’t see the truth if it came up and kissed you on the cheek or anything else.

And the statistical possibility that Paul Wolfowitz would have been the head of The World Bank and that his girlfriend was actually Ann Coulter who used to be a man; serving to muddy the waters here probably doesn’t matter either but I digress.

The fact that I might not know a Khazar from a kosher meat factory isn’t important and I can’t tell you how many Michael Milken’s can dance on the head of an Ivan Bosky or whether Jack Abramoff and Bernie Madoff were Siamese twins. What makes me wonder is that the same kind of chicken is dancing on a griddle in Holocaustlandia and it just doesn’t seem to want to stop.

I guess that should do it for the frame of the picture. Now what do I say? Some people are aware of these things and some people are not and most people don’t care. If anything concerns me it is the fact that most people don’t care and that might be connected to this or it could be connected to this. By this time you should probably be pretty tired of reading all of these things so we’ll just drop a free book in your lap and we can do lunch some time next year, if there is one.

The worst thing about wearing a tin foil hat is that it makes your head itch and your teeth sing. For some people it’s like being caught between a rock and a hard on. For me it’s more like somebody else can’t find my ass with both hands and which is probably what makes me Les Visible and I like that okay.

I guess you can see that there is a problem of some sort here and that the problem would only be that bad things are happening because of it which is what makes it a problem in the first place and what also makes it a Zen koan and why I keep getting hit in the back of the head with a bamboo stave... grasshopper.

Since everything is too fantastic to believe I have decided that someone out there is going to give me one million dollars so that I can buy a particular house in Hawaii and just go on doing what I’m doing. You’re probably reading this right now and I expect you will know how to find me. Given what’s going on, a million dollars isn’t much at all so let your conscience be your guide.

Friends, Romans and book agents lend me your ears; I think we can make a lot of money when we open this Chinese laundry.

My love is a burning hot ember somewhere in the hidden kingdoms of my heart. I suppose it has to burn up all of the world’s garbage before it becomes the one true flame that reveals the face of my beloved. I have been hard at work on it. I have been building the pearl around the irritation of that grain of sand in my shell. I have had a peek behind the curtains into Heaven and Hell. They’re both in operation in real time as you are reading these words.

Somewhere in my mind I am body surfing the splendid combers at Slaughterhouse Beach. If I could, I would have the whole world ride that wave with me until we landed up spent, exhausted and serene upon the glimmering sand. I’m not going to stop until it happens. If I get there first I’m going to do it for you and if you get there first I hope you will remember me by the sea of Galilee and in the devastation of Gaza and upon the shores of Tripoli.

Every one of us must find inside of ourselves a better understanding of how to let the chains fall away from our endless efforts to drive those tired oxen up that slippery hill. That may be a kind of surfing but it is not the one I have in mind for me and for you.

You know that I am a fan of Jacque Fresco and think the world a better place for him being here. I wish for all of us that we could find a better world in our hearts... whatever may lie hereafter besides. The present is where anything starts.

I want you to come with me my friends... into my heart... into our mind... into what has always been possible and keeps getting left behind or seemingly, impossibly up ahead beyond the sliding oxen and the carnage and the dead. It feels like something in a book somewhere. It feels like something I read when I was a child. I believe it must be true.

So, I am going to keep working on that and I hope that you will too.

We are rising up now as into the dawning of the age just the same way that you turn the page and it is being written every moment we are here. We are writing it. It is being written on us; by us, for us, against us, because of us, in spite of us, without us or I don’t know... it just goes on.

I am hoping we can help those oxen up that hill and maybe let all the baggage slide below and somehow we will come on down into the welcoming light of the fireside hearth.

However we manage to sort and arrange these things in order to accomplish what must be, I hope we do it with as much grace and mercy as we have to give.

I’m not saying that I am tired. I am not tired because I am not what carries me; speaking of footprints in the sand.

Let’s find that extra whatever it has to be so that we can cross the ridge and we are free.

And so forth and so on.

Visible sings: God in Country by Les Visible♫ God's Not Dead ♫
'God's Not Dead' is track no. 3 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
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God in Country by Les Visible


Visible sings: God in Country by Les Visible♫ Every Day ♫
'Every Day' is track no. 11 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
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God in Country by Les Visible


...or is it the other way around?

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Walking Away from the Smorgasbord Table into a Finer Land.

If we don’t know who we are, we can’t be sure of what we do. That’s one way the world gets messed up for everybody else because it’s always somebody else. It’s not my fault; it’s your fault or the San Andreas Fault or Fawlty Towers.

Some of us knew that all those coke snorting market guys in the ‘80’s were an indication of a world gone wrong. They’d go out to lunch and order $2,000 bottles of wine just because they could. I have no idea if they could tell the difference; had someone slipped them a bottle that only cost $200 instead and I don’t think they cared.

It was a lot like those Saudi’s that showed up in LA around the same time and bought all those houses in Beverly and around and painted pubic hair on the Greek statues and asked those in the know, “What do you offer when you entertain here?” Someone told them, “Cocaine” and so they set out chafing dishes full of it (this actually happened) and if you were watching you could see people making off with it in whatever containers they might have at hand. Somebody didn’t have a clue. But when you don’t know who you are or where you are or what you are, you don’t know what you do.

Some of us saw the potential in the Summer of Love in San Francisco. Some of us were there. Some of us saw how the CIA and assorted ill intending players inserted other chemicals into the mix and some of us saw what happened at Altamont in ’69 and so on and so forth.

It shouldn’t come as a big surprise what this has brought us to. Of course we made sure to put everyone who wasn’t part of the ‘in crowd’ into prison for going into business on their own when it should have been obvious that the drug business was a government operation so... a whole lot of people went to jail.

This monster of unbridled greed finally eats itself I suppose. We’re seeing it happen now. The band keeps playing and the MSM has all these Jon Benet Ramsey/Super Bowl distractathons going on... Obama’s got his Blackberry. Nero probably still has his fiddle and a deep unrest is percolating through the hearts and minds of the great unwashed.

Some of us are ‘seeing’ this while most of us are ‘watching’ this and Queen Apocalypse pulls her skirt and shows a little leg at the Darktown Strutters’ Ball.

All of this reminds me of that Sufi tale about the chicken. A master had three disciples and he gave each one of them a chicken. He told them to take the chicken somewhere that no one could see them and kill it and then come back. Fairly soon, two of them returned with a dead chicken. It was hours later when the last one arrived still holding a live chicken. The master asked him what happened. He said, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t do it. Everywhere I go the chicken sees... ’’and will no one rid me of this troublesome priest?” And so on and so forth.

So here you are today with the house falling down. Small timers and wannabe big timers who got in your way or wouldn’t pay the toll are in jail for doing what you have been doing all along. Certain nations, with the most powerful militaries in the world, pummel the smallest and most defenseless people they can find. Hey... Israel even has time to go mucking about in Dafur. I bet that’ll take all the Bob Marley off of the boomboxes on the camels and Jeeps.

The system is in free fall. Is it hard to spot who caused this? Nah, you can just go around with a clipboard and write down the names of the people being appointed to fix it and... keep an eye on the people who appointed them and don’t forget who they replaced. If you ask any of them they will tell you it all started with the guys before that and they’re just here to clean up the mess.

I’ve said this a number of times but I wind up repeating myself. This is a movie. What this is, is showbiz life where you get to see what happens to people who believe in and follow the people who are leading them to slaughter. Maybe you are smarter than that and you see what’s going on and it doesn’t surprise you that there are more people on stage than there is in the audience.

According to the people who cooked up this steaming pile of shit, we need a cool cucumber of a long tall drink of Lincolnesque water to burble us over the waves. Now they re going to tech this and tech that and even they know it won’t happen in nothing flat. It’s going to be a long hard grind of taking that much more from the great unwashed who never got to sit at the Fat Pig Smorgasbord Table in the first place.

For all they know they are the thing being served. This may be the reason that I don’t eat pork. Somehow, I think this has something to do with taking a girl’s virginity and then reconstituting it into extra virgin olive oil that melds beautifully with the radicchio and arugula. I would like to see that because turning chickenshit into chicken salad is a magical art and I enjoy theater. However, I suspect most people enjoy theater more than I do. So you probably won’t be sitting next to me when the film begins.

I’ll be way out in the grassy area dreaming bout Hawaii.

Paradise is possible but people fuck it up. Who does this? I don’t. I don’t “pave paradise and put up a parking lot.” But somebody does. Paradise is in the midst of all of us and tangled in the tears of ruin and rot and here comes a flood of tears... “is that all I got?”

Maybe it is simple and maybe it is complex... whatever got us into this fucking mess. It kind of looks like we ran out of love before we ran out of things... all of us are not like this. I suspect that most of us are not like this. But this is like this and someone tell me why that is. Someone tell me why this is...

Something is wrong somewhere and it affects every one of us. It hurts the ones with a conscience. It doesn’t affect the ones without a conscience. I don’t know how long you can go on being bamboozled by, “there it is again.” But me? I know when to say “when” and that was a long time ago. I don’t understand the road you want to follow so I got a road of my own and I suspect there will be enough of us somewhere, somehow to step away from all the insane, lying and thieving and killing and torturing and tormenting of others and ourselves all day long day in and day out forever and fucking ever and I may never see Hawaii again and it is only an idea in my mind from a dream I had that died in my own destruction but I do believe someone will find it someday, some way, some how and I wish them the very best of it.

I do not think you will find it in doing the same tired fucked up things you did last time. Last time keeps becoming next time until it almost looks like humanity is eternally whipping itself in the ass as trudges up and slides back down a slippery hill with tired oxen. It would make all the difference in the world if the driver wasn’t drunk on himself and asleep at the wheel.

I would like to gently shake your shoulder and say, “Darling, it’s time to get up.” But you have been ridden hard and put away wet and I don’t think you get it yet but you will... you will. It will dawn on you. Sooner or later, sooner or later happens. For those who care, I will say that you do have what it takes to go another day and another. Keep your fire bright, tend to the ones that you love and carry on. It is always darkest just before the breaking of the dawn.

Visible sings: Something New by Les Visible♫ Something New ♫
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