Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Julian Assange and Abe Foxman get Married

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Well now, I was wondering what I might write about today when I saw this. It’s impossible for me to resist an opportunity like this, so I’m going to go on record and say that Wikileaks is an Israeli scam and Andy Warhol Jr., better known as Julian Assange, is a Rothschild backed, Israeli stooge. Knopf and Canongate are giving Assange 1.5 million dollars to team up with hungry Ghost Writers in the Sky and spin his autobiography, accent on ‘auto’. I had heard that Rupert Murdoch was involved. I realize that since this involves dark places under large rocks, near unregulated, septic systems that... Murdoch has to be connected somehow, still... I don’t actually know that he’s engaged, so I shouldn’t say so. However, as a line in Murdoch’s theme song goes, “the butt bone's connected to the smut bone” so we can’t discount him.

Let me encapsulate the main thrust of the last paragraph, Assange is an Israeli stooge and Wikileaks is an Israeli scam. I hope that does it. I hope I make the list. I don’t know how much time my mother may have left and I do want to make her proud. If I don’t make the list, I’ll be devastated and she’ll be disappointed. I’ve been singled out by members of The Neo-Pharisees for career destruction in various media, as well as being blacked out in the major markets and, I have to admit, that is a sign of disfavor that wears well but, it’s not the big time. The big time is when you are not just ignored but publicly noted as someone to be ignored. It’s a toss up really. Do you settle for nothing as a sign of something or do you throw in ignominy and calumny and take the risk that there might actually be no such thing as bad publicity? It’s a two-edged Ginsu is what it is.

Assange is getting the full boat spread. I’m not likely to get anything like that. He gets the ‘tropo caro treatment’ that includes accusations of testosterone rampaging as a red herring overlay on sexual ambiguity; something I occasionally favor when my kundalini is acting up but which I don’t recommend practicing at home, unless you’re alone and like to dress up... Julian... Julia... costume ball on Corfu... detecting... detecting...  “Rothschilds! Meet the Rothschilds; they’re a plague on human history.” I don’t suppose I have to mention that goes with the tune to The Flintstones. “And over here we have the Silas Marner exhibit which is next to the Jack the Ripper diorama"... moving right along. I don’t know how much truth there is in this; more than Wikileaks or less than Wikileaks? “wiki, wiki bra”

Yes, when you’re Assange you can get the 96% Neo-Pharisee owned media to paint you as a bad guy and turn you into the people’s hero at the same time. This is like being crucified with red gelatin nails on a custom, comfort cross. It’s got an off-Broadway, Jesus Christ superstar kind of a feel good, fun for the whole family thing, especially if this is the kind of family you come from, only it isn’t listed in the theater program; that’s where hungry Ghost Writers in the Sky LTD comes in.

Um, let’s see; Julian Assange is an Israeli stooge. Julian Assange works for Israel. Julian Assange got paid by Israel to not publish cables incriminating Israel in doing what Israel does 24/7. Cue the ADL and... start up the war machine for another crack at the Litani River. As it is, the water coming in from the taps in Tel Aviv, looks like the water that’s going out of the drains through another fixture. One hopes it tastes like that too.

Abe Foxman is a 100% ambulatory, shit golem who looks like Tottie Fields when he’s naked. Someone should unscrew that wooden leg, carefully, and then beat him into shit kibble for the coprophagia crowd that meets at oh... any one of these people’s houses after one of those major openings at MOMA. Well lookee there, David Rockefeller is the big cheese. No visible, that’s not cheese, that’s just more shit kibble, made to look and taste like cheese and old socks, slow cooked on a car radiator, until it’s ready to serve. It goes really well with a chilled Sauterne.

Am I being unnecessarily rude and crude here? I assure you that no Palestinians were harmed during the writing of this essay. There was no animal testing involved either but... there may be once this becomes available to read.

What can you say about a guy like Julian Assange? Well, not the truth of course but you could repeat what you’re being told. I’m sure we’re all walking a little taller and standing up a little straighter now that we’ve got a real, one hundred percent manufactured hero to admire and study. He’s environmentally friendly, since he’s composed of completely recycled materials that you can burn in your Prius, if you run out of gas in the outback and Julian happens to be in the car.

I haven’t seen them yet but I get the feeling there’s a whole crew of ex-Vogue photo people who follow Julian around because of all those artsy, back-lighted, fashion pics that keep showing up in the media. I’m guess they’re dressed in black turtle necks and look like they do air guitar backups on Robert Palmer music videos. I imagine they’re all just one big happy family; the hair people, the FX people, the publicity corps and of course the liaisons and flacks that work the space between Julian and the people who want to touch him. My guess is that like Andy, he just like to watch, or says he just likes to watch like Andy since, I know for a fact that Andy didn’t just watch.

It’s hard to imagine this whole extravaganza hasn’t come to reality TV yet and then I realize, it is reality TV, it’s just pretending to be news but it’s scripted so... oh, I see, the news is scripted too? Okay then, it’s becoming clearer.

Well, it’s good to see that the Anti-Defecation League has got Julian’s back and everyone else has got his front. Chief anti-defecator, Abe Foxman made the point some time ago that anti-defecation was a primary concern of the organization because they would run out of material in no time otherwise. Basically, it’s a plumbing thing, where the material backs up, until the pressure of social need squeezes the toothpaste tube with an invisible hand and provides the world with something to eat, snort, drink or make love to. Don’t worry about whether it’s love or not, attention will do.

I’ m going to ask the reader to join me now in a little creative visualization. It won’t be pleasant. If it is, I’d rather you didn’t come around here anyway. I want you to imagine Abe Foxman naked in an elementary school playground at recess. I want you to imagine it’s a really big elementary school and that Abe is the school principal but that aliens took over his mind and forced him to disrobe at noon near the swing sets. I want you to imagine Julian Assange dressed up in a pink party dress with ribbons in his hair and a big load of Wiki-Leaks in his arms and that he’s standing in front of Abe and trying to hand Abe the Wiki-Leaks papers but Abe has suddenly been overcome by yet more alien intrusion and has begun to masturbate in a wild frenzy and that his eyes are rotating in his head. Children are screaming and covering their eyes.

You can hear police sirens in the distance and there are a number of teachers running into the playground with blankets to cover Abe with but the blankets catch fire when they get close. Abe picks up the pace and goes turbo and then begins to gasp as he gets closer to release. His face turns crimson and his knees begin to buckle. It looks like he’s trying to get closer to Julian so that he can finish on the big stack of Wiki-leaks but... just as you think he’s going to manage it, you can hear his heart explode like a tire blowing out on the freeway and then he falls to the ground and lands on his face with his big ass up in the air.

The sirens are getting louder and then you see two bicycle cops pull in and one of them parks his bike in the crack of Abe’s ass and dismounts. He scans the crowd and says, “Okay, what’s going on here?” Julian replies, “Nothing officer, nothing is ever going on here. It just looks like it is.” The one officer looks at the other officer and then back to Julian and says, “Well, that’s the important thing, isn’t it?” Julian answers, “Yes sir, it is.” Then a man in a trench coat comes into the playground and picks up Julian and takes him through the gate in the chain link fence and tosses him into a white panel van and drives off.

End Transmission.......

Visible and The Critical List: Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ Multicultural Cowboys ♫
'Multicultural Cowboys' is track no. 1 of 12 on Visible and The Critical List's 1992 album
'Not Politically Correct'

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Not Politically Correct by Les Visible and The Critical List

I guess I'd better not kid with people about the avatar thing. Why anyone would believe certain things frightens me more than it does them (grin). I guess personal humor isn't as desirable or as convincing an effort at self-deprecation as it used to be, now that the times are cosmic.

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Saturday, December 25, 2010

Metamorphosis from Thanksgiving to Christmas

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

On Christmas Day.

Thank you for liberty as license
in excess to
make us fat and stupid

like turkeys portrayed
as what they are not
but they taste sweet
like the memory of
what we lost

God Bless us for being a nation of assholes
in every country where
they don't celebrate
what we have
lied ourselves into believing
was representative of our gratitude

irony is
the cranberry sauce
and the gravy lines the arteries
of our super highways
in the portable mashed potatoes
of wide load bodies
yearning to be free

where our children are pierced with
navel rings
and tongue studs
the one hidden in decadent folds of flesh
and the other 'in house'
hard body of the moment
hardening Daddy's
fat cock
while mom cruises the aisles of the
open 24 hours Giant supermarket
in a Valium haze


I been searching

I been searching every day"

and generating vipers
like The Bible in hiphop
done by Snoop Dog and
dressed by Diddy
and available in Spanish
and Braille for those who
need to touch what they can't feel and

joined at the hip to
the country we fought to achieve
independence from
who never stopped running the show
and who joins us now
in another nation where
death is the technicolor
dream coat of false idols
pretending to be gods

and we like it better from behind
with a reach around than
we do on our backs and looking
into the face of the rapist
who made sure that the only people
walking on the sea of Galilee are
Palestinians running too fast to sink

Yeah, I got your
gratitude swinging
I got your illuminated text
and the bloated bodies that
Rumi might have mentioned
if he had been Nostradamus instead

or Nosferatu
in the White House where
they don't get mentioned

We hold these truths to be

we hold these dark woods and
serial killer drop zones in the
ice plants along the sides
of California freeways to be

I wish I had a country to love
I wish I hadn't died in the loading zone
I wish I had not
shit in one hand and
wished in the other

I wish

I wish

I wish

we thank you lord for these blessing we
are about to conceive
with no kind of fucking justice
in thrall
to the Homeland in-Security pigs
in the hall.

(there was another Christmas season
lacking Thanksgiving) where my
Mom made me hotdogs
because the chili
the family was having for dinner
on the
night I got back from the hospital
was too spicy for my 12 year old stomach ulcer

that I got because
someone was so angry and cruel
that I
burned my insides out

I lost it-

for awhile before
I even knew it was there

my health
my life
my heart broken inside

I cried

I wept

I died

My father called me a
special privileged character
he whipped me
like a dog

that's what I got for Christmas

that's what I got

that's what I got
for Christmas every day
and he was a soldier for life
in the army that protected
the land of
fat blessings
for which Thanksgiving is the
day before shopping is celebrated
for a Christmas where the point
got forgotten

and succotash
cartoons and life
animated characters poping up out of the sidewalk and one of these days

one of these days

"ba ba bada ba bada 'bing' that's all folks."

cartoon spiral sucked back into the real spiral
"buddha budda budda" said the machinegun scream

"Down on your knees!"

"Good grief, it's Daddy!"

For these gifts we are about to receive
from a god that looks like John Wayne Gacy in a clown suit
on a bed of clouds with handcuffs

Thanksgiving for Christmas
we thank you god for the rain of fire that
we richly deserve
more for the fundies and missionaries than
we do for the porn

What does it take to paint sugar water under the
eyes of starving black children for
photo-ops in a Banana Republic Safari Suit?

the same thing it takes to be in charge of
exploited children
the same kind of photo-op
of men congratulating themselves for
killing half a million people
so that
their buddies in supply and demand can
make enough weapons to defend the bottom line

I am thankful
on Thanksgiving and grateful on Christmas
I am not you
and grief sticken too that
you are a part of me
Here in the hot apple and pumpkin pie wilderness of
the land of the free.

End Transmission.......

Patrick Willis narrates:
Thanksgiving the Day After

Visible sings: God in Country by Les Visible♫ Imaginary Queen ♫
'Imaginary Queen' is track no. 10 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
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God in Country by Les Visible

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Wednesday, December 22, 2010

What's any of This got to do with That?

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Well, maybe it’s time for a general mea culpa of sorts along with various bits of evidence that might help in the general understanding. Some people want to know ‘when things are going to happen’. I suggest you look around and you will see that things are happening. It can take a long time for circumstances and events to trigger the inevitable. Once that happens, you will find things happening a great deal faster than you might like and find yourself wishing you’d done a little more personal work on yourself, when you had the chance.

I mention my invisible friends occasionally and some people take exception to that, without knowing who and what they are. I’ve refrained from getting into specifics because it could very well sound outrageous. I know it is outrageous from my view. Often people think if something isn’t happening to them then it can’t be happening to someone else. I would ask those people to consider how much effort and sacrifice they have put into it. I would like to ask those objecting, to be honest with themselves and ask themselves; what have I done to make contact with higher life forms? I warrant you will have to admit, not much, if anything.

I’m not here to justify myself. Anything I may have accomplished is possible for anyone else who wants to go through the trouble ...and history is littered with the names of those who did. It’s true that the number is quite small in comparison to the general population but the general population spends its time on other things. If any of us can play an instrument- and that includes our own being- and also instruments not generally recognized as even being in existence, it is because we took the time to learn how to do it and went to the right teachers for the training and information.

Some people come here to interact and experience what gets said because, for whatever the reason, they keep coming back. A very few come here to snipe and I would say that the extraordinarily low number of those who want to play the troll should be evidence of something, because I very rarely censor any comments and you have to develop a long track record for me to shut down your personality. I can only think of two people who have accomplished that since I started this and there’s one other who comes and goes, goes nova, goes away and then comes back again at intervals and I always let him back in.

I have intentionally painted myself in a bad light at regular intervals just to keep a fallible human perspective operational. I don’t like doing it. Having to do it should speak to motive. The idea that I should do still more is ludicrous. It is important for those who are repelled by the singular amount of complements that this writer receives to realize it is not the fault of the writer fishing for them. The writer’s character does not need to be reduced to more and more of less and less in order to offset what the readers say. The writer doesn’t prance about and bask in the glow. The writer seldom acknowledges the comments. Eh?

I’ve had to deal with this sort of a thing for a long time and it’s about to get a whole lot worse (grin), if I can say it that way. Destiny is a fact and a feature in all of our lives. Our possibilities are limitless but we don’t take advantage of that very often. So it is, that later in our lives we are hounded by our failures, based on the degree to which we have sold out and compromised ourselves and not lived as we should have. In some cases this means having been an outlaw, when the alternative was to bend over for the bad guys. In some cases, this means living as one ostracized for not having followed the accepted avenues of conformity. In some cases, this means behaving as if one were insane in the eyes of all of those who think themselves sane and who are actually garden variety nutjobs, filled with twitches and ticks; obsessions, compulsions, neurosis and all sorts and varieties of secret activities that shouldn’t require my listing them.

It takes a tremendous amount of force and fearlessness to go against the common grain and live in varying states of pariah status. One has to disappoint friends and family and sometimes walk some long roads without being understood, while incapable of presenting any convincing explanation. If you imagine that tales like these always end in madness; suicide, censure, poverty and whatever negative connotation you can come up with, think again. Anyone who is sincere and perseveres, gains the friendship of angels and all those invisible beings who assist humanity, just as demons work the other side of the court.

Those who can resist the attractions of the underworld, win the favor of the overworld. Those who pass certain tests find that there are results. Sometimes this can continue until late in life, depending on the point the universe wants to make. However, no force on this planet is equal, by any stretch, with the greater will of the cosmos, which is conscious and aware of everything. This is why some of us can act with impunity and not fear any reactions from the lower realms; can in fact say, “Kiss my ass”, with authority.

I could tell you some incredible tales, sometimes I do but mostly I don’t. Anyone who doubts whether I have invisible friends should research what happened with me at that gladiator school, Petersburg Reformatory, under the name Les Crook (ironic name eh?). Besides those who are aware of what happened, I’m sure there are people still around who were there and remember it. You might also research the same name in the courts of Hawaii, where I remain the only person to prove against the government and walk away from a life sentence and I had no money and a court appointed lawyer. There are plenty of people aware of that one. Afterwards, some people said, “Well, he bought off the jury.” With what? And this is the state with the highest conviction rate in the nation.

There are quite a few other tales but I don’t see the point of telling them just to make myself look good. That’s not my job. That’s the job of my invisible friends, who are also not going to stay invisible.
We are coming upon a time when the fabric of reality is going to tear. The dream web is going to fray. The hypnotism and hallucinations are going to be ended, so that people can see what they haven’t seen and should have seen but they weren’t looking hard enough. That’s the trouble with people. They don’t look hard enough and they don’t try hard enough and when they do it’s for material gain.

Do you think it is an accident of enforced celibacy that led to all the priest molestations in the Catholic Church, all over the world by sheer coincidence? Think again. There’s more at work than you might suspect. Do you think it’s just the nature of the game that all of these politicians are so corrupt around the world? Do you think it’s the nature of corporations and banks to be not only vile in their methods but ratcheting them up in turbo phase as they are doing right now? In some cases this is true but there’s more to the whole thing than that and it’s going to become increasingly clear what that is.

This is all a movie and it has a director and now the movie is going to change. Believe it or not, it will or it won’t and we’ll see. The whole thing is coming down and being redone for a new existence under a new template. The old world is passing away. The world is simultaneously in its death throes and the travail of birth.

It’s been no accident, the generations who have shown up recently and the ones in play at the various levels of the moment. New generations are coming now too. You can argue about it all you like. There are a lot of people pontificating. We have an epidemic plague of experts who don’t know shit but they are going to see too.

I have a job and everyone else has a job to do. Most people are not doing their job; they’re doing something else because of the personal cost of doing their job. Most people are not being themselves because of the personal cost. Most people aren’t living their lives because of the fear that comes when you find yourself up against the manifest obstacles to true self expression. That’s all going to change and it’s not going to be very long at this point.

Take a good look around you. Open your eyes. Look at all the forces massing for one thing or another and all the social games and experiments that are at work. Something is coming out of the mix, right up out of the heart of humanity and it is going to bless and to punish accordingly.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings: Rocks in the Stream by Les Visible♫ Rocks in the Stream ♫

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Sunday, December 19, 2010

The Early Bird gets Cosmically Wormed.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

So now we are hearing that it’s not happening in 2012 but going to occur starting Dec 21, 2010. We could be in an, any minute frame of reference, or we could just be getting further annoyed with whatever we are waiting for, continuing to not show up. However, since we don’t know what’s coming, not having it show up can be a very good thing, depending on which end of the equation you are on. Well, you can take off your mind any concerns about the ‘no show’ factor. The show is on, you are in it and part of it and if nothing has happened yet, that means you should be... happening.

I’m flat out exhausted from having stood for several days on the docks of time and watching my ships come in. I can see the prows and the masts from here but they haven’t come into the port proper yet; haven’t tied up at the metal rings in the concrete walk. Laurence Oliver came back from the dead to do one of my posts and I must say I am both surprised and honored. Thank you.

I now know the meaning of ‘too much of a good thing’ because of the necessary physical and metaphysical preparations necessary to receive them. Three days of being bounced off the walls and thrown from side to side, as extra-dimensional physicians, do removal and implanting can make you gun-shy of ever getting close again, (grin) unless you’re me, heh heh... ah well, you had to be there and I am told some of you will, soon enough.

I can’t tell you how difficult it is to have to viscerally accept that everything is under control, absolutely and completely and that there is no reason to worry about anything. We think we know ourselves but we don’t. We don’t know ourselves at all, so it doesn’t project into the affirmative that we know each other either. I’m assuming the latter is predicated on the former. That’s how it’s looking from here.

I met the divine on a beach at the age of 21 and he told me that “everything is under control, take the reins”. I’ve lived with that and other quotes I received that day for all of my life up to this moment. Countless times, I have repeated them in my head and turned them over, looking at them, thinking I knew what they meant and remaining puzzled about some of them. Meaning is a funny thing. It has dimensions like height and width and depth. Something can mean one thing on the surface and something else entirely when you meet it in the depths.

As with some number of events in my life, there were witnesses for this meeting, which I guess says something. He spent the day with me, only once talking to someone else that I can remember. Douglas Hume, brother of Brit Hume, traveled all the way from Virginia to Lime Kiln Creek in Big Sur to check on this because of what was happening with me and there he met Donovan who wanted to string a big bell across the valley and others who confirmed the meeting. Longjohn who comments here is aware of these things and was around most of the time through many following occurances.

The Man on the Beach also told me, “God is a serpent. God is sleeping and this is his dream”. I said, “but he’s going to wake up right”? “I don’t know” was the reply. He said, “I like to fuck but I despise deals.” I said, “but you don’t have to make any deals.” He said, “Deals have been made”. Near the end he turned to me and said, “You’re a celebrity here, you know.” I had no idea what he meant and still don’t. What I remember is that the point came when I started saying, “I don’t know” and I knew that I didn’t. I was emptied out. He had total control of the whole day and I was never really aware of it. I didn’t think much about it in the following weeks, except to notice that I was making that snorting sound that he made as he forced the air out of his nostrils.

He looked like one of those Chinese sages. I asked him if he was Chinese and he said, “No”. I asked him if he was about 28 years old and he snorted and said, “No”. The lines of force in his face were incredible. His body was like that you see on the statues of Lord Shiva. He was immaculately clean, in a brilliant white t-shirt, chinos and Clark’s Desert Boots but his nails were broken and dirty. It was three months later when he activated my kundalini in the woods one night in Virginia, causing my acquaintances to become so freaked out that most of them never spoke to me again.

I realize now that I’ve never been unwatched and never been abandoned, over the whole course of following events, as I sometimes thought. I’m absolutely certain of that now, given what I’ve just been through. I should tell you that just because you aren’t seeing things at this very moment does not mean that they aren’t taking place. The bad guys are going to learn the meaning of incredible humiliation and abject fear. It’s happening right now.

All power comes from one source. David Rockefeller and Obama, the Rothschild’s and those garbage life forms in Israel and elsewhere, all move around and do what they do because of power loaned out for the performance of their evil. The switch can be thrown at any moment and will be. They’re being informed of this and toyed with. These monsters don’t take things the way we do. Most of them don’t believe the information being given to then. They think they are supreme in their realms. They’re going to find out otherwise, really soon.

The divine can wipe out every standing army on Earth with a simple gesture; can make weapons useless and defenses as permeable as gossamer silk. This force can accomplish anything, any time, anywhere. Just because it isn’t doing it, doesn’t mean it can’t, or won’t. We don’t and can’t comprehend the mind of the one who has been here from the beginning and always will be. We have no clue as to the immensity of the awareness and power. The divine has activated his agents and you are going to see some mind-bending and spectacular things.

I was told to put these coming days aside and relax, sleep, watch movies and not concern myself about anything. I was told this at the beginning and I can see now why it got said because I am wiped out. I keep going into the lamia and laying down, drifting away, staring across the way at the woodstove as the coals and flames do their dance. Occasionally being arched backward from the middle and tossed to and fro. “If you knew what you were getting, you wouldn’t mind this one bit”

I got some several kinds of internal injections that released chemicals from their storage holdings inside. This was accompanied by “Merry Christmas” and other things. I don’t want to talk about a lot of the details because it will piss some people off and I also don’t know a lot of the details, just some of them. I got some gifts and some of you are going to get some gifts too, soon. Some of you have already contacted me about this. Keep it in mind that the divine never does things in a small way, when it comes to setting a table for the ones he wants to lunch with.

He told me that to be named his friend and given his favor is a very rare event but that variations of that are going to be happening here and there. “It’s disappointing” he said. “Nothing gives me more pleasure than to dispense gifts among the worthy but there are always so few. I know I made it difficult but I put the value of what could be gained into the minds of those I was testing.”

I’m supposed to be telling you these things, against my will in some respects, because coming events are going to prove what is said here true. The divine is aware that I don’t want to look like a fool and also aware that I don’t really care either but that I might not say some things as a result. I’m told there’s a lot more to be said and that soon, too.

You should all take heart regardless of appearances and even celebrate. I don’t like to drink but I was forced to go and get a few beers to toast my good fortune. I’m about to be shown just how deep and comprehensive that control is and everyone reading this is in a position to profit immensely if they just take it to heart and listen for instructions. I’m going to go watch some movies. You’re watching a movie now. Watch closely to see what the director is about to do to the film.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings: It Always Breaks Your Heart by Les Visible♫ It Always Breaks Your Heart ♫
Lyrics (pops up)

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

How Can so Many People be so Incredibly Blind?

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

You ask yourself, just how twisted, indifferent and malevolent can some people get before the universe begins to construct an international gallows franchise everywhere there needs to be one. Each day we see unknown wannabees and the usual suspects, vying and competing to see which of them can be registered and remembered as one of the greatest assholes of our time. They’re looking for immortality in all the wrong places, while imagining its location is a suite at The Plaza, followed by a cameo appearance as an ornate urn in the remake of “The Loved One”.

You’ve got Olympics scale competitors, like Janet Nazipolitano and Skull Chertoff. Even their own criminal associates have passed an inflexible law that these two are not allowed to breed. Of course, if you know more about them, you would realize that restriction is unnecessary. There are all kinds of rich people like Jane Harman, Jay Rockefeller, John Kerry, John McCain and others who weren’t satisfied to just spend their spouses or parent’s money and live high on the cannibal hog. They needed, through some terrible compulsion, to also be able to fuck with the lives of others for personal amusement. Why else would you go into public service if you already possessed the payoff for which people go into public service?

Of course there is the vanity of public exposure and personal importance and when you look and act like the serial killer version of Lyle Lovett or a poor man’s Hannibal Lector in Depends, then I guess Nature is telling you, you gotta do what you were designed to do, badly, or worse. There are a few who go into it just for the celebration of pure evil, like Joe Lieberman or Chuckie Schumer but they got those Satan does vaudeville genes.

Sometimes, I sit back and ask myself; where are and who are the good guys? Maybe Ron Paul is a good guy, maybe. We are damn well going to see whether he is now or not because he is in the catbird seat for where his caterwauling has led him. I guess I’d like him better if he didn’t sound like a perpetual member of the Vienna Boy’s Choir, which leads me to Dennis Kucinich, as a logical progression, I think. I begin to think the testosterone shortage is ubiquitous until I get a load of Jessie Ventura. He could be the real deal if he doesn’t turn into a TV personality to the extent he forgets what he came here for.

Alex Jones is not a good guy and neither is Noam Chomsky. I used to think that Chicago prosecutor might be good guy but apparently not. Back in the day, I thought Bill Clinton was a good guy, just to show you what a Holden Caulfield sort of callow youth I was. When he got chummy with George, (Hail Satan!), Bush Senior, I got the message. I mostly think Jimmy Carter is a good guy but everyone stops short of telling it like it is and most of you who read here and at the other fine emporiums of what’s actually going on, know what it’s all short of. I’m not obliquely referring to Kucinich here so, don’t think that. Get it? Never mind, cue Randy Newman.

There’s a recurrent peculiarity that goes off in my head like an atom bomb, just about every day and that is, how come Eisenhower, De Gaulle, Churchill and everyone else who wrote about their time, never mentioned death camps, gas chambers or crematoriums? How come there was an increase in the population of a certain group from before the war to after the war? How come the Red Cross, which was the most in the know organization of anyone connected with the facts of the war and the camps, has one figure as to the deaths and now we got another figure? Should I go figure? How come the death count at Auschwitz was lowed by 3 million from 4.5 million to 1.5 million by the very people claiming six million and you still get six million? How come all these forensic tests come up with no evidence of mass graves? How come just over one hundred thousand survivors have translated into a present count of from two hundred and fifty thousand to over one million survivors? That’s an impossibility but there it is. I could add all kinds of supportive facts to an argument that I couldn’t be making because it’s against the law but this is not the big ticket item.

What is the big ticket item? No one is saying anything. No one except fringe pariahs like myself and a few others has anything to say about this and even uses the serendipitously, out of the blue, several years on, post war figures (from where?) as a defense for all the vile, genocidal behavior of Israel. That’s the big ticket item. Absolute, easily refuted hogwash is accepted as fact by seemingly intelligent, well educated and powerful political figures.

It’s no wonder they don’t want anyone questioning this because there are too many questions. It’s a strange thing how laws have been passed to prevent discussion of this righteously, questionable event in various countries where no good can be seen to come of it. What is the force behind the scenes here? What force compelled ordinarily rational people to go against their own interests and the interests of their fellows by allowing for evil laws to be passed against the truth? I mean, what force besides that of Satan, who rules the temporal sphere acting on behalf of his progeny? It would have to be money.

Yes folks, its money. Those who print it determine the nature and color of reality. But can there not be even a handful of slightly honest, slightly courageous, people around with some small flicker of integrity left who might say something? Isn’t there some famous and influential person dying of terminal illness somewhere who might speak out from their death bed? What gives? I mean, what gives? I’m missing some hocus pocus somewhere. I know that their near complete control of the press accounts for a blackout on anything approaching wider exposure but there are ways.

This group of latter day Pharisees has got their hand out for every dime they can get their hands on and it’s all based on the same hard wired argument for perpetual victimhood. I understand the victimhood, as an inflexible block against criticism, especially in the light of all those much larger holocausts like the gulags of Soviet Russia, the Ukraine and the Armenian holocausts that they were directly responsible for. I understand that the best way to go around victimizing is to be seen as the victim but... come on, this is beyond absurd that so many people in a position to speak can be so utterly silent.

It must be that when you sell out, a certain switch gets thrown inside your head and you are made incapable of alternative behavior. Is it some pervasive force, of ancient and atavistic evil, that simply clouds the minds of nearly everyone, everywhere? It missed me and it missed a few others. Maybe those tinfoil hats are more effective than we give them credit for.

I really need some answers but, on the other hand, I suspect those answers are coming soon. I scarcely see any of the other bloggers and writers mentioning this. They seem to want to focus on other aspects or other things, without dealing with the real nitty gritty, which is behind all the other shit to begin with. Unless you deal with the cause and not the symptoms, all you are going to get is a questionable state of false well being but you’re still sick, you just don’t notice it as much. Maybe that’s why I never take any of that cold or flu medicine, or ever catch much of anything either. I think there’s a connection between all of it. I think most people get sick because their integrity and courage are too low to protect them from pathological invasion.

There are all kinds of immune systems and some people go to great lengths to prove it. Don’t watch that video it you are squeamish. WARNING! Do not watch that video if you have issues (grin).

I’m putting something together and this is probably the right place to link it, here at the end of whatever this is. Let me hear from you.

In conclusion, all I can say is that a whole lot of you had better grow a pair and to also say that I’m glad I’m not you. I’m a little more like Olaf. There is some shit I just will not eat. Well it didn’t work out so well for Braveheart but the times are certainly changing so we’ll see how it all sorts out because... well, because we are all a part of it and it’s going to become very apparent soon enough.

End Transmission.......

Patrick Willis narrates:
How Can so Many People be so Incredibly Blind?

Visible sings: Walk Across the Bridge by Les Visible♫ Walk Across the Bridge ♫
Lyrics (pops up)

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Royal Lizard Emporium of the Feckless Doom

It was good to see the Duke and Duchess of Excess, shocked and shaken by the proximity of possibility, which is right up ahead but due to royal myopia, Charles and Chlamydia can’t see shit, otherwise the mirror would have clued them to their pretensions a long time ago. It’s like the ability to smell out the truth, once your nose has been tuned to measure everything against the falsehood of your own being, there is no truth.

Plebians and the general sodium chloride of the Earth are not immune to this phenomenon and whole countries, like Israel and the U.S. and all those countries owned by The Royal Lizard Emporium of the Feckless Doom, have a perpetually deviated septum that they only wish was caused by cocaine. This is another kind of deviation which appears to be a birth defect, because there never was a time it wasn’t there and they do seem able to pass it on to the ‘junk accidents’ that account for their progeny.

For decades and possibly longer, a small percentage of the privileged and self styled elite have been plotting the eradication of most of the population and the full time enslavement of the rest. In boardrooms and backrooms, in exclusive spas and vacation spots, in dark, mahogany paneled bars and homes from Holmby Hills to Saddle River and more exotic confines like Corfu and Monaco, they’ve been playing the dozens and screwing their cousins and making the rules that apply to you and exclude them.

This is what all of the terror industry is about. During the final stages of their final solution; carried out by quite a few members of the crew who pretended to be the object of the last final solution, they’ve been totally hip to the fact that people were going to object at some point. It was then necessary to create an enemy that didn’t exist, on their way to defining everyone who disagrees with being tortured and killed, as terrorists. Because of their devotion to usury and because of population disparities, they decided it should be Muslims. Then they went for your shoes. Then they went for your underwear; I don’t wear underwear because I have always been partial to using toilet paper instead.

I said to myself, well... the next thing has got to be inside the body bombs and it wasn’t more than a week later that I saw that was the next threat. None of this is real. However, most everything else isn’t real either, which is how they get everyone to believe in this bullshit because most of what they already believe isn’t true either.

The rich and powerful know what’s coming. This is why you see all the billionaires suddenly in a hot flush about giving away half of their fortune... or more. They know what’s on the horizon. They get a different news feed than you do. All kinds of wild assed cosmetic enhancements are being employed to turn a legion of sow’s ears into silk purses. You’re going to see all kinds of things like this shortly. You think you’ve heard some lies by now? You ain’t heard nothing yet. We’re going to see an epidemic of false epiphanies. The road to Damascus is going to be jammed with the faithless finding a workable Jesus. So many rats are going to be jumping ship that it will look like a dirigible. The ship will be singing that R. Kelly song.

This is all going on and you’re going to be hearing about it. A good portion of them are building fortresses in Paraguay and other locations, which is part of the reason for all the warmongering in Central and South America.

It’s not just revolution that is coming. There is a power coming too and they know about it. Don’t think they don’t know about it. By the time they’re through- not to be confused with when they are stick a fork in them they’re done through- most people will believe that had it not been for the poor and the middle class holding them back, the rich and the powerful would have already turned the Earth into a rotating Garden of Eden for everyone. Many people will be ruminating about whether or not they shouldn’t just kill themselves and their families as a gesture to this effect.

Anything can be sold on Monday and be a traditional truth by the end of the week and if you don’t believe that then you don’t watch much TV (grin). It would be pretty grim for the rest of us if it weren’t for what’s really coming down the planes. That too has been coming for awhile. It’s been coming longer than they have been plotting to raise up Hell on Earth.

You can say that the game is rigged because it is. The game of life, played out before us is all the result of a crooked house and loaded dice. However, that game is only a smaller feature of a larger game that involves these players being played even better than they play everyone else. Big surprises are on the way people. Fasten your seatbelts.

The bad guys and their in house police have been working overtime to set the advantage in their favor. They’ve got a lot more to lose than you do because most of you, by now, don’t have much left to lose. I’m not talking about your homes and your savings, your jobs and your dreams. I’m talking about your joie de vive and all that ‘gone missing’ ambiance that used to make life worth living. It’s no surprise to me that you are trying to escape in any way that you can, just so you don’t have to pay attention to the fact that everything that made life worth living has been edited out of the movie. That’s why the soundtrack so accurately reflects the emptiness and paucity of your day to day.

I know you’re frightened but you are nowhere near as frightened as they are. They are terrified and in denial at the same time. Halliburton is talking about giving Nigeria hundreds of millions of dollars to save Dick Cheney. They must have made billions is all I can think. Nothing is going to save Dick Cheney or any of the rest of them. The word is out among the savage underclass. It’s going to be looting heaven and payback central shortly. Because the ones who are going to tear up the joint also know what’s coming. The twisted under and upper classes both know that the time for madness and mayhem is coming up.

What is this mysterious power that’s got them all hot and bothered, without a name or a face to attach it to? I wouldn’t want to speculate. I know what my limited definition is but that’s not going to be any help in terms of understanding or influencing it. The secret is to ‘be influenced’ and those so engaged know what I’m talking about.

I wouldn’t be too concerned about body scanners, concentration camps and instant world wars. That’s just a lot of noise being generated to distract and confuse you. Any of those things are temporary at best and possibly not operative in the time remaining. We are going to hold witness to a most singular and spectacular series of events that only those out of the loop would attempt to describe. It’s going to be something else. It’s not going to be everything else.

I imagine there are any numbers of readers scratching their heads and wondering what I’m talking about. I’m not the guy to ask... heh heh.

Try to have a little patience and endure a little longer. Find a singularity in your thoughts and try not to analyze and speculate. Whatever got you this far will get you where you have to go. We’ve all had crisis we did not think we would survive and often cannot even remember now. We’ve been in tight places and can’t recall how it is we got out of them and on with what followed. Apprehension for the future is a musical lead sheet.

Thank your lucky stars that you are not the Duke and Duchess of Excess or any of the other crazed opportunists who now feel the reins of power ‘and protection', never mind privilege, slipping from their hands. Hold true to what is inside of you and just put one foot in front of the other or stand still if that makes more sense. You’ve got what you need if you don’t get seduced into thinking you don’t. The mouse behind the icebox is safe from the cat. It’s fear that makes it want to run for cover somewhere else.

End Transmission.......

Patrick Willis narrates:
The Royal Lizard Emporium of the Feckless Doom

Visible sings: The Tangled Woods by Les Visible♫ The Tangled Woods are Bleeding ♫
Lyrics (pops up)

There’s a new Visible Origami up.

There will be a radio show tonight at 7:30 Central Time.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Helen Thomas and the Zio-Ogres from the Synagogue of Satan

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I wasn’t very happy with Helen Thomas when she apologized for saying what she initially said and after losing her job as well. I’m unhappy with Oliver Stone and others who also apologized for telling the truth, which one should never apologize for. You might apologize for your delivery of the truth (grin). The truth is a combustible agent and can have a severe chemical reaction when it comes into contact with untruth so... a certain amount of delicacy might be called for, if you want to transmit the truth without alienating the person receiving it. I say, ‘may’, because if telling the truth makes you feel like you have to dance around like it was some kind of an embarrassment for you, or you feel the need to shade the truth, to accommodate the feelings of the people who don’t want to hear the truth, then maybe you should be in another business that works harmonically with the ‘same old same old’ and you can get yourself a job with Zio-Ogre International as a auxiliary buttboy, utility, all purpose hack ...or decorative lawn ornament.

I am now very happy with Helen Thomas and I hope her recent behavior becomes a contagion. It may look like she has destroyed her legacy and trashed her reputation in her final years but the fact is, she has put an imprimatur of divine courage and integrity upon the totality of her time here, as opposed to those who possess neither and scream the loudest. She has revealed herself to be more than she was in a profession that never allows you to actually do your job, because you have to cater to the Synagogue of Satan, which owns the media, because it owns the banks, that prints the money out of thin air, which allowed them to buy anything they wanted to buy, while denying that right to anyone else besides a member of the Zio-Ogre Tribe. If Jesus Christ was the flesh embodiment of truth, his greatest enemy was the Pharisees, who were the diametrical opposite of everything he stood for. Two thousand years later, the same truth is under fire from the descendants of the same psychopathic, reptile crew.

In fact, it is Christianity, along with Islam that the Synagogue of Satan wants to destroy because the legacy is a testimony of everything they’ve been up to since they got here. Well, I don’t understand why they should be so hot and bothered about Christianity. The outer form of it has been destroying itself for a long time and it is the biggest materialism based supporter of the Zio-Ogre, Palestinian Genociding, Forced Organ Relocation, Gentile Juicing, All in one Shop until you Drop into your Grave, Halvah Na Gila Monster, non Pork Eating due to Cannibalism Proscription against Consuming your Fellows except in the Marketplace, Band of Organized Creeps on the Planet. Fundie Christianity is the full time fluffer of the Porno King Empire, Relentless Anathema of everything it stands for. Some hypocrisy is so grand and extreme that it ought to bronzed like baby shoes and inconized on all of the cathedrals and institutions where fellatio rhymes with Horatio.

Helen Thomas told the truth and the pig weasel, Abe Foxman, proved it. Helen said, “I can call a president of the United States anything in the book but I can't touch Israel, which has Jewish-only roads in the West Bank. No American would tolerate that -- white-only roads... We are owned by the propagandists against the Arabs. There’s no question about that. Congress, the White House and Hollywood, Wall Street, are owned by the Zionists. No question in my opinion. They put their money where their mouth is...We’re being pushed into a wrong direction in every way.” Abe Foxman and the Huns of Hell demonstrated that what she said is true. If they don’t control everything that the truth tells us they do control, how is it that they can shut down anyone and anything they don’t like any time they want to? You can’t argue with that. Well you can argue the same way 4.5 million can reduce to 1.5 million and “if 6 were 9” you still got 6, courtesy of Jimi Hendrix.

Helen was good enough to point out that she is a Semite, failing to mention that her detractors are not, which doesn’t stop the ADL, AIPAC and all the rest of the slander meisters from swinging the slur like a machete in the hands of a Filipino ‘mucker’ at everyone in reach. School kids should burn effigies of Theodor Herzl every Halloween as a tribute to one of the scariest and most demented kiddie eating goblins to ever walk the face of the Earth.

No, of course this scourge of humanity does not own the media; yes it does. It does not own Hollywood; yes it does. It does not own the music business; yes it does. It does not own Las Vegas (their main synagogue); yes it does. It does not control the porn industry; yes it does. It does not control most civil rights and all alternative sex organizations; yes it does. It does not own the central banks; yes it does. It does not own up to anything that it does, whenever it does, whatever it wants to do, at the expense of you and all the rest of the shit-scared, confused and seduced, borderline intellects on the planet.

No, they didn’t fake and rewrite history to create a criminal, banking cartel nation called Israel; yes they did. No, they weren’t behind the Bolshevik Revolution and all of the gulags and murders of tens of millions; yes they were. No, they were not principals in the slave trade; yes they were. No, they did not orchestrate the Yom Kippur and Six Days War without provocation and then blame it on the people they attacked; yes they did. No, they did not institute these conflicts as a means to steal more land; yes they did. No they were not behind 9/11; yes they were. No, they did not use it to invade Afghanistan and Iraq to free up the poppy trade and to steal antiquities and oil; yes they did. No, they did not do hundreds of other things just as bad that I don’t have the space to mention; yes they did and no I don’t.

Well, that’s the beauty of the Apocalypse. All of this is coming out and they can’t do anything about it. The divine, in the form of Lord Agni, walked in and set their forest on fire and made a burnt offering of 40 ‘prison guard’ trainees. They demonstrated their fire fighting abilities, which are on a par with their matchup with Hezbollah fighters in pickup trucks. There’s a reason they’re no good at firefighting because consuming fire is entwined with their destiny, waiting in the wings. Drought is walking the land of the crocodile, swine bankers and filling their tortured dreams with visions of Litani River water. Their people in the cluster bomb industry are working overtime to get ready for another child killing spree in Lebanon because they have to steal the water.

Yes, The Apocalypse is revealing it all and there’s nowhere to hide from the truth, which is why they hate the truth like they hate nothing else. These blood soaked vaudevillians are about to get swatted by the cosmic pig bladder, because this is one of the hallmarks of the summing up of this particular age and they are right out there, ‘in your face’ performing live, everything they are denying 24/7 and grabbing every opportunity to expose themselves more and more because that’s how it works in the world of limitless hubris that they define as chutzpah and which both add up to the same spiritual cancer that is defined in their motto; “if it doesn’t work, use force and if that doesn’t work, use more force. Subtle and suave is the order of the day.

It’s coming down and it’s coming up. It’s leaking through the seams. The ones with their fingers in the dyke are going to learn the meaning of a strapon. It’s running like swollen rivers of rage, raised up against them. They have sown Hell fire and now they can reap the whirlwind.

I’d like to think compassion is something I cultivate but I don’t determine the outcome. What I think is small potatoes up against the wisdom and might of the universe. Even as they are exposed as the entities behind so much of humanities ills, they crank up more. Even as it should be apparent to a moron, they persist in pushing and conniving with body scanners and flotilla murders. Every effort at spin through all of the powerful mediums that they control is to no avail. Truth is walking their way with a handgun and a hard-on. Can you blame the universe for finally having had enough?

There’s only one power. You can see it as the divine and you can see it as the devil. Depending on what you are, determines how you see this force and also what your destiny is. There’s hope yet for many. While there is breath there is hope but where are the takers? They’re off somewhere whooping it up in the Malamute Saloon. Good luck with that.

End Transmission.......

Patrick Willis narrates:
Helen Thomas Does Zion

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

Last night’s radio show is now available for download.

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Stick a fork in Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, they're Done.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

As I understand it, airlines operate on small margins of profit. Maybe I’m wrong but this seems to be the reason they keep cutting services to reduce costs and also charging for things that used to be free. I think you can stick a fork in the American airline industry. You can stick a fork in The Constitution too and every other protection that used to exist.

How they did all of this was to groom those for political office and appointed position who were/are compromised and blackmail abled. Public opinion is not something that springs from the collective body of the same name. it is something that is crafted elsewhere and then applied as if it were a real item. Polls are conducted with target audiences that are the most likely to support the agenda that the polls were created to gain support for.

On the news today is the ludicrous statement that a majority of Americans support openly gay military personnel. If such a thing were the case then gay marriage and so many related interests would not be getting shut down all the time. Gays in the military is a much bigger deal than these other things.

There is a systematic effort afoot to combine the forces of political correctness with socialism in order to create a soviet style atmosphere in the US. We all know who was behind the original Bolshevik Revolution and what they did in that time. One can readily assume that the same directives and conclusions are intended here as well. Stick a fork in America, she’s done.

None of the people storming the malls and shops on this recent Friday have any clue about what is happening. Their eyes are glazed over and their vision compromised by the smoke of material fires. Their minds are fixed as they trample one another on their way to some item offered for less that the usual fare. They know someone is under their feet but they just don’t care. Materialism is a fever and it is what makes political correctness and socialism a fait accompli for the US.

For inexplicable reasons, the Americans, unlike the Europeans, have held back from taking to the streets. Maybe they think this is just a rough patch. Many of them are too stupid, self involved or distracted to understand the mechanics of what is happening to their society. If they don’t know what’s happening then how can they object? Well, because they are unwilling to stand against what is happening to them, they are going to be forced into the streets by the ever steady increase of worsening conditions. At some point they will have no other option. This is what the police state controls are being put into place for.

Any number of things can combine to send the dominoes tumbling. Any one thing can be the catalyst and it is right around the corner. Global upheaval is on the menu but it’s not prix fixe. There’s a sliding scale depending on how much force and effort it takes to wake up. It varies from country to country. ‘A hard rain is going to fall’. America is in the unfortunate position of being the most willing and susceptible to the evils of the day. The focus on materialism and materialistic religions, controlled by those whose intent is to destroy Christianity, is a main feature.

The arrogance of Israel in all of this is staggering. Nitwityahoo demanded a large cash payout to stop building settlements for a few months. Exactly what is the point of that? Then he demanded it in writing. He wanted a written guarantee. Then he wanted it right now and Jonathan Pollard thrown in, in the bargain. These are the creatures that orchestrated the whole 9/11 thing to begin with and which has directly led to and been the biggest influence upon everything that surrounds you today. Israel is the enemy of your life and the cause of your misfortune. Stick a fork in George Galloway, he’s finished.

Global warfare and nuclear actions are being planned out as you read this. It’s all about the money and the agendas of those who have it. Food and fuel shortages are on the horizon. Economic collapse is only some months away, if that. It is only fitting that people should trample each other on the way to the abyss. What kind of madness possesses those who are bringing all of these horrible conditions about? That is a very good question. I think they are being driven to it to stand as an object lesson of what happens when you let go of your humanity. Others suspect more temporal forces. I can only defend my position by pointing out that no one has ever taken over the world. I’ve got other evidence too but it will only convince the willing and annoy the unwilling.

How bad will it get? It will get as bad as it has to in order to wake people up. There will be no restraint on the cosmic forces employed because awakening is the point; awakening and lasting lessons. See, I believe it’s all under control and happening for specific purposes. Others believe it’s all out of control and unpredictable as to the consequences. The timing is interesting and it’s another irony that such things occur at the changing of every age. Glaring evidence will be given and then, in the space of a generation or two it will be mythologized and made into a religion. The same thing happens again and again because the same forces in humanity are at work again and again.

Self control and self inquiry are the wisest course. Materialism argues against this. Wisdom and the testimony of the ages support it. You be the judge, after all, everyone makes this decision one way or another. They make it consciously or unconsciously and that determines the choice that is made also. If you are awake and aware then your capacity to see is a protection. If you are not awake and aware the cosmic jackboots are coming for your ass.

It’s a very simple matter, awake and aware or not awake and aware. That is your destiny just as character is fate. Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head is an actual cultural phenomenon. It’s what happens to materialists. Their heart goes dead and their brain goes soft and their bodies reflect their status. In many cases you can expect wild-eyed panic running blind, down streets of insanity in pursuit of sanctuary, from the end result of ignorance and self interest gone out of control. The universe is all about balance adjustments. Depending on the degree of imbalance, on that depends the severity of the adjustment. It’s a fixed and inviolable rule. Stick a fork in Mr. and Mrs. Potato Head, they’re done.

Everything is made to look just like what anyone believes it to be, until reality intrudes at specific times, dependent on how off course the belief system is. People who are trapped in materialism get their information from the controlling media and the institutions of their belief. They believe what they are told and they adjust to what they are shown. The reason people call their genitals ‘junk’ is because that is what they produce. That is the sort of reverence they hold the reproductive force in. It’s like the difference between being high and stoned. It’s why alcohol is legal and pressed upon the masses and why a certain religion objects to its use. The main byproduct of alcohol is guilt. Guilt is a whip that drives those afflicted onward. Perversion is now the normal state of affairs and it is celebrated over that which tends toward balance. People support what assures them of normalized passage through the abnormal. They defend the conditions that enslave them, without ever understanding what it is or how it happens. First they cease to be their own masters, after that they can be had by anyone.

The rich are making war on the poor and the middle class. The governments and religions support the reason and rule of the rich. The rich print their own money. The curious reality is that there is never enough. No matter how much they have it is not enough and this is what inclines and herds them to their destruction. They are automatons with the illusion of free will.

We are here now and it is going to accelerate and accelerate until it is undeniable to anyone and yet it will still be denied. It is a nation of slaves who are prepared to believe their oppressors instead of their lying eyes. All around them are the irrefutable conditions of their imprisonment. It’s being done to wake them up, that’s the only conclusion I can come to and the least depressing from the list of possibilities.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings: Then You Let Go by Les Visible♫ Then You Let Go ♫
Lyrics (pops up)

The New Shangri-La.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

Israel and the Global Frottage Pat Down Rape.

Max Keiser says, boycott Coca Cola and you can bring down the system. He also says that if people start demanding physical silver, instead of buying the paper that says they own the silver, then J.P. Morgan- a front for Rothschild enterprises- will fall. This is because they are selling many times more silver on paper than they actually possess. This is typical of the swine (apologies to the people who love swine and appreciate their many virtues and would possibly go to bed with one to prove their point) in all areas of global and regional commerce who are playing variations of the oldest scams on the newest suckers. Max is probably right and it would be a wonderful thing if more of you started to ‘get right’ in the same way.

Max explains all of this and apparently all you have to do is purchase two silver coins. I guess that means everybody though and I can imagine how that will work out. Still, the public is getting incensed about the frottage rape by Pistole’s TSA thugs.

Don’t buy any Coca Cola products and if you have paper that says you own silver then get the silver. What good is the silver going to do you when the banks close their doors and you can’t get to the silver? You don’t even know where your silver is right now. Do you want to know where your silver is? Your silver has been sold to a line of punters who are waiting outside the same door for the same woman to come out of it while the bankers ride away with her to new grounds of plunder... with the silver. Lloyd Blankfein is public enemy number one. He’s the real Osama Bin Laden and he comes from the real nation that was behind all the terror attacks and that is Israel. Like Eric Cantor, he has no allegiance to American. You are sheep to be sheared and then hung up on hooks.

Here’s what I heard in prison years ago from a wise con, “Gypsy, there is three kinds of people in the joint. There are the bulls and they run the place. There are the foxes and they know how to get around the bulls and there’s the sheep. They wind up on the hooks.”

You really can see all of it coming round the mountain and it’s not riding six white horses either. It’s riding a hydra and though it’s been unleashed by those who intend to use it as a weapon against humanity, the ones releasing it are its natural food. They’re going to be air-kissing the screams in the vestibule on their way to doing lunch. It gets a little tiresome for me to repeat the same scenario in so many different ways as if the universe really does operate according to an unalterable cosmic plan but it does. What else am I supposed to say? As you can imagine, there’s a reason why the blog entries are slowing down… or maybe just migrating to Visible Origami and other efforts for awhile.
Now I see that South Korea, at the behest of the world ruling Zionist parasite monsters has stirred up trouble with North Korea. I know that the wholly owned Zionist press will say the opposite so I know that that’s the lie and whatever the opposite of that is, is the truth. The dictator of North Korea is like St. Francis next to the Zio-Ogre, H.P. Lovecraft inspired beast from unmentionable deeps.

Is something going wrong in your life? The cause is Israel. Are you having a bad day? The cause is Israel. Has someone lied or done something ugly anywhere in the world today? The cause is Israel. Any country interested in its own survival must immediately seize all Zionist owned banks and businesses and seize all their assets and evict every single one of them. Through history nearly every nation on Earth has done this at least once. There must be a reason. This is a parasite lifeform that attacks the host countries body and then sucks the life force out of it. It’s got a canny little defense mechanism that is based on a questionable historical event that can’t be questioned and a slander tag/badge of honor that has a dual use, which is to preempt the actual Semites that they are presently genociding out of existence after having stolen their land, while super-imposing themselves over the originals and then treating all criticism as if it were the darkest act possible at this or any time.

If you’re being forced through scanners and frottage rape pat downs it is because of Israel. If your economy is in the toilet it is because of Israel. Israel is a satanic crime syndicate, masquerading as a nation and it is the enemy of all life on Earth except their own. It was created in a backroom smoker where pedophile Gila monsters with names like Rothschild, Warburg and Schiff decided they needed a country to bypass the usual, legal enforcements again multiplicities of malfeasance. The nations of the world should decide now to wipe Israel off of the face of the Earth and hunt down every Zionist wherever they may be. They are already doing this to you. Ahmanedijad didn’t say this, I am saying it. Otherwise I recommend suicide; it’s quicker and has more dignity.

Going through airport security? Defend yourself in any way you can. Having your country stolen out from under you by paid lackeys for Israel? Defend yourself. Facing death by cancer in the Gulf States, along with penury and loss of all properties? Defend yourself. Israel is behind it all.

Israel is a fiction based on a fiction based on a people who do not exist except as the victims of these monsters. Does the name Jack Abramoff ring a bell? What were Mohammed Atta and his associates doing on his gambling boat just before 9/11? Does the name Lloyd Blankfein ring a bell? Why are all of the heads of the Federal Reserve Jewish? Because they own the banks which allowed them to buy the media and the politicians and to guarantee that no one gets elected that doesn’t agree to serve them. Does the name Michael Chertoff ring a bell? This is the man who let the real 9/11 players leave town and who covered up the evidence and who is now selling the airports the cancer scanner modules.
There are only two reasons that you do not share this outrage and only two reasons why you do not join together with your countrymen to do something about the Synagogue of Satan and their fellow travelers who murdered 10’s of millions in Russia and have the same thing planned for you. Those reasons are fear and stupidity. You are either a coward or an ignorant fool and deserving of whatever you get. Let me give you a little clue, fear is not a defense. Fear has never and will never protect you or allow you to prosper.

Why are you afraid? You are afraid because you are not based in a state of strength. You don’t believe in anything and everything you do believe in is not real. This means you are also stupid as well as frightened. Do you remember the playgrounds of childhood? Do you remember the bullies? Did the bullies go away because you said you were afraid and they were hurting you and you didn’t like it and would they please stop? No they did not. They went away when you showed them what happens when they mess with the wrong person. Some of us know what it took to stand up against many things much more frightening and dangerous than schoolyard bullies. The biggest schoolyard bully and collection of conscienceless cowards on the face of the Earth is Israel and any and every Zionist anywhere else.

There’s no joy in having to stand up and engage in things that you would rather never engage in if there were any way around it but there isn’t any way around it. You can either do something about it or you can just suffer through as entertainment for the psychopaths, until they have extracted every last measure of enjoyment from your misery and pain and then they kill you but… not before they kill everyone you love in front of your eyes and laugh while they do it. Is this an exaggeration? No, it is not.

Zionism is a capital crime. Israel is a pre-meditating mass murderer. Bankers are viral entities that attack societies in order to degrade them and then profit from the corruptions. Corporations are organized crime syndicates.

Governments are brothels filled with ugly chicks that can’t even pleasure themselves, much less you. Religions are transvestite sex clubs where sex is not permitted except among the clergy or for the purpose of propagating slaves for the empire. You’re not hearing me and that’s okay. Sooner or later you will come to these same conclusions when it is far, far too late.

Visible and The Critical List: Jews from Outer Space by Les Visible and The Critical List♫ Herpes of the Mind ♫
'Herpes of the Mind' is track no. 4 of 9 on Visible and The Critical List's 1993 album
'Jews from Outer Space'

Jews from Outer Space by Les Visible and The Critical List

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Smoking Mirrors Mirror.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Demons Among us at the Cannibal Feast.

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When you look up into the night sky there is a predictable symmetry. The moon has its reliable phases. The planets can be seen in their courses by those informed enough, or technically empowered enough, to view them. Astronomers see one section of bandwidth and astrologers see another and what is stated to be so and what is intuited to be possible, are both extreme limitations placed upon the unknown and life goes on independent of the findings of either. The sun appears every morning, as the Earth rotates into it. You would have to say that balance is the key to the whole apparatus, independent of understanding it. Balance expresses itself in the cyclic repetition of seasons and events. It all has the appearance of being arranged. Someone like me would say it’s all under control.

We’ve heard that evil destroys itself. That implies that components within the schematic are in opposition to other components in terms of intention and agenda. You can think of evil as something like cancer, where the host body is attacked by elements which compose it. Ergo, you get people like Glenn Beck attacking George Soros. A representative of Little Georgie Sorrows told Glenn Beck that he was hurting Georgie’s business. The implication of a dead fish coming in a UPS truck is not to be missed.

The main feature that you notice about Wall Street and the multinationals; the bankers and other major players on the world stage is that there is no limit to their need to acquire at the expense of others and each other. Some of them have tens of millions of dollars. Some of them have hundreds of millions of dollars. Some of them have billions of dollars and some of them have tens of billions of dollars and all of them want hundreds of billions of dollars and more and more and more.

They will do anything to get more. They will steal and kill. They will engineer wars in which millions die and millions more are enslaved in crushing debt, just to increase their holdings of something they already possess far more of than they will ever need. They turn to philanthropy, in which none of what is given away reaches the target audience, except when they are building hideous monuments to themselves, in buildings and institutions, under the guise of education, the arts and medicine, which not only do not serve the needs of the public but maliciously attack the essence of what they presume to edify and disseminate. They are a breed apart, a monstrous amplification of Fred C. Dobbs, on a lunatic rampage amidst the winds of Heaven.

The public information channels have been routed through the municipal sewage systems so that it’s shit in and shit out every day. These mincing martinets prance upon the stage, in the gravitas of dung golems, whose reek is barely masked by the distance provided through the mediums of transmission. They bedeck themselves in bling that would make a gangsta rapper blush, as they applaud one another on their vast accomplishments on the public’s behalf. It’s no time at all before large numbers die, as the result of fountain pens following the pronouncements at some narcissistic conclave of self congratulation.

They present themselves as spokes-personages for the equality of all, which is nothing more than a push for the preeminence of minorities, whose agendas stand in direct conflict with the lives and traditions of the majority. They seek to destroy everything that does not represent their personal vision of how it should be, in order to grant them an unopposable, imperial hand over the destiny of everyone beneath them. It’s no time at all before they then present these minorities as the enemy of the masses, in order to manifest a blood bath of guilt among the populace, who are mystified at their own capacity for violence and who then cry out for a more pervasive hand of leadership from the very fiends who orchestrated it in the first place.

A reasonable mind would quickly understand that all bankers, lawyers, politicians and priests should be quarantined for the good of humanity and that there can be no extremes in the definition of such quarantine because, quite frankly, they are the enemy of life, of balance and symmetry and of every good thing imaginable.

In the middle of the chaos of the moment, with the full evidence of mass murder, felony fraud and unbridled greed, these desperate creatures lobby for immunity from their deeds, while seeking unlimited license to commit more of the same. In the middle of plunging the world into chaos, they demand further freedom to accelerate the process, so that no one remains, except a manageable servant class to administer to their needs. They define evil simply through their efforts to kill whatever good they encounter. Even in their dreams they plunder and murder, as if there were no portion of their mind that did not meditate upon these things.

Mass opposition and expedient death are the least of what they deserve and gaining this, they have one final victory in which they have turned their destroyers into monsters, just like themselves. Do they know all of this? They do not. It is the atavistic, reptile mind behind the façade of their human masquerade that manipulates them in a simulacrum of Fred C. Dobbs, screaming into the maelstrom. They are fiends unknown to themselves. They go through the motions of terrible acts, in a loop of cognitive dissonance, where they cannot hear or see themselves as they are, nor the effect of their behavior. This means nothing in terms of the necessity for them to be gone, anymore than does the unawareness of a mad dog, concerning its hydrophobia.

The most grievous thing is the mass of the ordinary, who wish for nothing more than to be like them; who would leap at the opportunity to replace them, independent of the skills or capacities needed to do so. Sarah Palin and the legions that support her are a clear evidence of this. They are all bound together for a common land where revelation will at last descend upon all of them.

I am already supposed to be somewhere else for several weeks now. I can’t seem to manage it. I’m completely ready and my car is packed, with all manner of items that I have needed for the last several weeks (grin) and don’t want to go after because, any day, I may know that that is the day when I am meant to leave. I’ve never been in this position before. Whenever I am intending to go somewhere, I do. It may sometimes be a day later but never more. Why is that? I keep expecting something to happen. I don’t actually expect something to happen. Something is keeping me in a place where I don’t actually need to be and keeping me from somewhere else that it seems I really ought to be, for all sorts of good reasons from property maintenance to potentially inspired actions.

I think something would have happened by now but there are too many eyes. What might have been easily accomplished in the past, now carries trepidation of discovery that has hamstrung the vile and irredeemable among us. The governments of many countries are alerted to the dark possibilities. There are none who will remain unaffected by what hangs in suspension, seeking the dark of the moon or a moment of fell opportunity.

Evil does destroy itself and it knows that something is up, with all of the long awaited and intricately researched realization of their plans. Something doesn’t feel right and they are waiting like I am waiting. They can’t possibly restrain themselves. They are compelled to carry out the destiny of their destruction. They are as eager as goats in rut, pissing all over themselves, as goats do, in anticipation. There’s no consideration that perhaps they might be wrong and that discretion might actually prove the better part of valor. No, they are committed but nervous. They reason that even if they are caught; what difference would it make? Such is not the case of course and some part of them knows this.

So we sit here. The world and its tormenting fiends and sleeping heroes, wait like incipient cold sores, hot and pregnant with pulsing discomfort. Cold sores aren’t romantic but neither are the times in which we find ourselves, surrounded by cowards and cretins and hedonistic louts who don’t even know how to enjoy what they take so many liberties with. These people with everything do not even have the capacity to enjoy it. They have no idea who the enjoyer is.

Well... so it goes. One more posting about the unpredictable, the inevitable and the inexplicable, in search of motive and meaning. Sooner or later we pass the point of no return, just as these demons in human form, lash themselves toward the righteous entrance to their own version of the Ring Pass Not. We won’t be breaking for commercial. We are the commercial.

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Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Rocket Ship ♫
'Rocket Ship' is track no. 7 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
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Songwriter by Les Visible

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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

The Bending End of Conspicuous Damnation.

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Mukesh Ambani has built (is building) a skyscraper home in Mumbai that is estimated to cost around 2 billion dollars. He’s got the bread to do it so, why shouldn’t he? Steven Schwartzman said Obama was like Hitler invading Poland because of the intention to levy ordinary taxes on private equity funds. Steven Schwartzman also has big houses. You’ll have to do your own surfing for pictures of the palaces. One of them is a 30 million dollar apartment in NYC. Ira Rennert is another conspicuous consumer. Steve may have a billion or two more than Ira but Mukesh has more than four times the wealth of the two of them put together. It goes without saying that either of these men would do anything, literally anything, to have what Mukesh has and they’ve got a lot of company.

Most people don’t understand the mindset of a psychopath. It’s a foreign state to them. They can’t get their heads around being able to operate with a complete lack of conscience and to not actually feel any human emotions, so that it is necessary to mimic them. This is why they are compared to reptiles. One could say that the reptile brain has taken over and/or, they were built that way.

Yesterday I watched Winnebago Man. It was an entertaining film but what stood out for me was what happened when Jack Rebny mentioned Dick Cheney. The director told him that he shouldn’t talk about that. People didn’t want to hear that. Then again, in San Francisco, at a public venue, a woman who was at the event took exception to his mention of Dick Cheney. He only mentioned him once there and not often elsewhere. He was spot on about what he had to say. You don’t hear about it in any of the reviews that I have seen. The message I got is that you don’t talk about politics or politicians in public settings because it’s divisive. Anonymously on the internet is another thing but probably, even there, it’s divisive. It’s divisive to talk about the conspicuous consumption of the rich. That’s class warfare. You’ve all been nicely hosed and now you’re lining up for seconds.

You bent over for Reagan and then you bent over for Bush. They threw Clinton in for the appearance of alternative choices and you bent over for him too. You bent over for the Son of Dracula and then you bent over for 9/11, various wars in the Middle East, Katrina, The poisoning of the Gulf of Mexico and a host of other things I don’t need to mention because they’re not that important apparently, because nothing is happening about them. Now you’re bending over for Obama who is bending over for a shitty little country on the other side of the world and who is supported in his posture by an impressive number of politicians, whose first loyalty is not to the country they serve. This comes about when an artificial country is manufactured to give sovereign protections to international bank thievery. It even comes with its own religion, The First Church of Usury.

The reasons for things are often not the reasons that appear at first glance. The loss of jobs in the United States, the rising unemployment and the specter of inflation are not necessarily because of the financial domination of international corporations and the swine that run them. It could well be about making the military an attractive option for everyone who can’t find a job because of the immense profits to be had from warfare. It’s also about cherry-picking certain personality types for police and airport security jobs. This may be simplistic but I’m less concerned with detailing what I have seen than I am that you think in a certain direction.

Culture morphing is a big deal these days because the more confused the public is and the more focused on entertainment and the press to embrace everything and anything as acceptable, the easier it is to control the public. All of this is calculated for effect. Cultures that embrace everything and anything as being acceptable soon cease to exist as a culture. Cultures exist by the maintenance of traditions. It’s one of the reasons people travel to other countries, when they used to be able to do that.

The public, barraged by corporate advertising, those who have already been meticulously dumbed down by the public school system, find it desirable and convenient to follow the corporation’s lead as to what they eat and drink and pretend to make merry about. The only defense for the public is to cease to purchase the goods and services provided by the corporations but that’s just too much for them to think about and they could get into trouble and even be labeled a terrorist, which is just how their overlords want it.

The public can refuse to serve in the military. The public can mass in the streets. The public can storm the public buildings and occasionally do that in other places but not in the United States. The people who have been born into the United States, at this time, came to the party with certain things in mind and the party was planned out for certain results and lessons and... it’s going to be a shitstorm of revelation, whose purpose is to educate them concerning what they believe to be true, in respect of what is actually true. The degree of the severity of the suffering that attends the appearance of the real and the resolution of the unreal, is dependent on the wideness of the gulf between them. When the public cannot motivate itself to become the instrument of change then change is thrust upon them, to the extent that it is necessary for them to become aware of it. Every bit of the suffering in your life comes about because of being, to some degree, out of touch with what is real.

We get deceived by people because we want something. We believe tales that are obvious constructions, due to the fantastic details, because we want to believe that what we want will appear. We go right back to the well again, even years later, when we are told some new tale because we want to believe it. None of us are immune to this. It’s part of life to catch on to the fact that you are being lied to. A lot of the time these things are done for the purpose of amusement. People take pleasure in the ability to mess with other people’s minds. This is what psychopaths do. The critical thing is to catch on quickly and let the lesson remain with you. Lying is the name of the game and they use it because the truth compromises their intentions. We don’t always need to know why people do certain things. We just need to see that they do them.

If you can’t let things go then they will be ripped away from you. If you become enthralled in the passion for one appetite or another it will burn you out. Letting go is not the easiest thing to accomplish because even though you suspect you know how to accomplish it, you can’t seem to go about it effectively. Why is that?

I suspect that good and bad are meaningless except for one important feature; do you learn from the experience? If you have learned something then you have become free of the ignorance that leads people into the experience. Everything in life is about one lesson or another. Some catch on much more quickly than others. For those who do not catch on, it repeats and intensifies until they do. That’s all life is about. Life is about lessons and allowing the lessons to act as a guide. It’s also about finding a guide. This happens when you are observed in your behavior, by certain forces that are on the lookout for that kind of behavior, no matter what kind of behavior it may be.

We get easily confused here. We see bad behavior being rewarded and the contempt that the practitioners hold us in and it shames us that we aren’t more like them. What’s wrong with us? Somehow we got stuck with a moral code that hinders our ability to mutate into full blown assholes that care about no one but themselves. The fact is that we are only seeing one side of the Mobius strip of existence. It’s set up this way and that’s what faith and certitude are all about. You’re not supposed to be absolutely dead certain, though some of us are. You’re supposed to be plagued by doubt to the degree that you are engaged in doubtful enterprise. That is, unless you are a psychopath and then it’s a piece of cake, for awhile.

You see the homes, the many homes, of those with enormous amounts of wealth. They are feted and wined and dined. If they are celebrities they often don’t pay for anything and many of them count on this and look for that advantage, even though they already have more than most of us will. You see the unmitigated greed that screams at the injury of taxation and really believes they are a breed apart. You see that they are getting away with it and something has to be wrong with this picture. You are not seeing the complete picture and there’s a profound addendum to this, which is the peculiar times in which we find ourselves. That is one of the primary reasons for the conspicuous damnation of those who see everything as something to ignore unless they can profit from it.

It’s about the lessons. The better and more quickly you learn your lessons, the quicker your eyes open, in order to see what’s really going on. Eyes can close too and they do, to a terrible end. It is always the moment for personal transformation. We are in that moment, every moment of every day. Seeing this is the key.

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Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Smoke and Mirrors ♫
'Smoke and Mirrors' is track no. 9 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
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Songwriter by Les Visible

The New Shangri-La

Smoking Mirrors Mirror.