Wednesday, August 24, 2011

The Tree of Stupidity and the Fall of Empire.

Apologies for no Visible Origami today. It will appear tomorrow.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

'May your noses always be cold and wet'.

The Earth shook the reactor in Virginia, where it had been placed on a fault line. It rolled into Washington D.C. and cracked the top of the Washington Monument and then broke the spires at National Cathedral. It shook The Capital and The Pentagon. It rippled like a creature from Tremors into NYC, where it undulated under the floor of The Stock Exchange and then traveled up the coast to say hello to Bwak! ...Obama at the Howdy Doody complex on Martha’s Vineyard. Martha’s bones rattled between the apple tree's roots, something there wondered if the resurrection was at hand.

There’s not one word of portent or meaning in the mix. It’s just business as usual, while the signs and wonders go about their business without any notice because they’re not listed on the Rupert Murdock owned, Dow Jones Index.

Fukushima is a massive disaster area bringing slow death in the millions to the Japanese, as it rides the winds up high that circle the Earth, just as Cliff High’s predictions indicated they would. The Macondo Well is leaking again, as vampire oil lords battle for the resources of Libya. ZATO wants to steal Gaddafi’s gold, while they bomb and destroy the magical waterworks he brought to his country. These are the Gog armies of Satanic, King Rothschild for whom there can be no independent currency. The face of The Beast must officially look out from the money in the hands of the enslaved. The Four Horsemen have left the paddocks.

Meanwhile a hurricane approaches The East Coast. One can only hope that the greatest area of force will be Martha’s Vineyard; that the cosmos will send a message and that Howdy Doody will be picked from a floating piece of timber, sans retainers and flunkies and all that formerly attended him. For as long as all these ‘dead zombies walking’ continue to dance on the banker’s strings, there will be no recognition or epiphany. As soon as Stepin Fetchit is back on dry land, he’ll be dancing once again to the fire fiddles of the damned.

Nothing moves these creatures. They have only maps of destruction and do not know what to measure or restrain. They are blind and brutal and cannot be stopped until the power gets rerouted or goes off.

The Christian fundies dance and sing, while their plaster of Paris Jesus is on the wing. He came off the dashboard of a Caterpillar D-8 that was tearing up the mountains so he’s just a little late. He couldn’t pave over The Lake of Fire because of all the mansions on the shore for when these Christians retire. They’re all going to the party in that make-believe heaven with Edgar Bronfman and Vladimir Lenin. They got orthodox saliva on their faces and clothes. That’s the Levin for the holy bread, they better bring a hose. It’s an endless rave in Rapture Town but God only knows what the band will be playing when the truth takes off her clothes and... so it goes and so it goes.

Nobody seems too surprised about earthquakes where there shouldn’t be earthquakes and high top, sneaker storms that ride up the coast. They just soldier on. They soldier on through the police tazers and the FBI raids. They soldier on through the murders and corporate theft. They soldier on through the empty strip malls, where nothing is left but strip clubs and Seven Elevens with Soylent Green Slurpies and suspicious looking corn dogs, harvested from the mass emasculations of a population, which broke every branch on the way down from their perches in The Tree of Stupidity. They soldier on through the dead manufacturing zones and into the waiting lines at the unemployment agency. They got a pocket full of food stamps and a wrapper of meth, as if they were looking to emulate the Peruvian workers with the cocaine paste. They didn’t get the real thing and there’s no ‘real thing’ in back of their minds. They soldier on, while the bankers and corporations whip their behinds on the hamster wheel to nowhere.

Nobody seems very impressed but maybe it’s the media blackout of all things real and relevant. If it’s not reported then it probably isn’t happening. One thing for sure is that, “it couldn’t happen here”. It’s in the same way that they couldn’t really be targeting independent journalists in Libya could they? They couldn’t really be the terrorists who are hunting for terrorists who didn’t exist, until they rigged up the necessary network of lies to trap whatever poor unfortunate was walking down the street at the time? The republican rank and file and the democratic rank and file couldn’t all be eating the same poisoned cornflakes that make them squawk like demented parrots at each other, in emulation of their glorious leader, the parrot in chief. They couldn’t be buying all the bullshit from the shelves of a culture that got discovered in the covered dish at the back of the icebox. In this nation of people putting food on their families, it seems that nothing is impossible, if it makes no reasonable sense and comes to you in shrink-wrapped plastic.

You can’t have a music video anymore where the performers aren’t dressed in neoprene Nazi sex bikinis. You can’t have an American movie without a baby with projectile diarrhea shooting a shit stream into his daddy’s mouth, as seen in The Change-Up or penguins shitting into the face of a once talented actor, now phoning it in. You’ve got The Hangover series, where the profane is high art and I could give you an exhaustive list but why bother? I’ve no idea what’s on TV but I can imagine. I’ve no idea what’s in the magazines but I can imagine. I’ve no idea what’s posted in the bus kiosks and subway stations but I can imagine. I’ve no idea what’s in your department stores and on your supermarket shelves but the last time I was in one of the big ones, I actually had to hunt for something to eat, among the endless rows of soft drinks, potatoes chips and processed chemistry experiments, where the amount of letters in the names of the ingredients, rivaled anything seen in the German language and I could count up to sixty different additives in some cases.

Most of the people are engaged at some level in the whole superstructure of this socio-political, private prison complex and they direct their anger in an eerie simulation of the Two Minutes’ Hate from 1984. The mainstream media and most of the alternative media are all standing under the same golden shower of global corporate inspiration, as the Earth trembles and the foundations of landmarks shake, in a barely noticed introduction to the shape of things to come.

People rail at the mention of Kim Kardashians, Alex Jones and sundry, all mixing public cocktails at the spigot attached to their cloaca. They have to exist in defense of something. They have to protect their investment in something. They have to wish in one hand and shit in the other that they aren’t too much like what they insist they are so very different than. They have to mainline justifications for everything, so long as the truth can be persuaded not to appear before their eyes and demand that they recognize it. There’s nothing like people with feet of clay, insisting that feet of clay get a pass on the sidewalks of history.

Down it goes, down to the bottom of its possibility to fall. Down it goes into the shared personal darkness of everyone who believes that misery does indeed love company. Yes we’ll all be rewarded, yes we’ll all take a stand, we’ll all be in that number when the shit hits the fan. On and on it limps and lurches from fire pits to entropy. On and on it goes and where it stops nobody wants to know. On and on from the break of dawn until the creatures of the night come calling. There are screams in the park, in that hideous dark but maybe it’s just your neighbor’s television.

So what’s your solution in this talk of all things wrong? Where’s the exit into something better than we have? The answer lies within yourself and the answer is not to lie, or accept a lie, or live in fear of those who use it as a weapon for your control. The power of the human heart and mind is immeasurable and needs to be no more than a hosting ground for what is true. It does not have to speak, when the very presence of what is real, pronounces itself like thunder and lightning and which no dark thing can approach and they know that. They know that but do the rest of you? In the end, it’s your fear and confusion that get you because those are points of entry. One must seal the door where evil dwells and employ the proper wardens. It’s a proven fact of long standing that even wild beasts will not harm someone who has no fear of them. They are nothing more than physical expressions of those things we fear within. Everything in nature is an expression of something within the human dynamic and the first actions of the banker is to screw up the natural system of awareness, within the ones they seek to imprison. Then they can drain away the power of true understanding and replace it with the dysfunctions necessary for them to feed at will. They manage this with their human megaphones that spread fear and support fearmongers and the organs of confusion and disinformation that are the daily broadcast of deception and deceit that holds the public in its thrall.

Step by step, we carve out our passage through the seductions of appetite or the power and focus of aspiration. Step by step we are led by those whose knowledge of the way onward, we have accepted as being correct. It all comes down to who you are listening to. It would serve us all to take a good hard look at that in this very moment of time.

End Transmission.......

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


Annsie said...

Notice Richard Brandon's little Island and mansion was destroyed by fire caused by a Hurricane( I think)..Interesting Times..Money can't buy off Mother Nature.

Anonymous said...

yep it definately looks like mother nature has just walked right in their in front of everyone and broke the death cults penis...
all in a couple of minutes....
death cult false jew rothslandsatans and other oligarchal colonialist tyrant rats must be stupid..
if i was them I would be really thinking about coming clean and showing some shame to the people,
i mean we wouldnt really want to see a situation where banksters teeth are used as currency on a wide scale throughout the earth....that would be even more stupid,,,but I suppose we live in a crazy crazy world ,so anythings possible.....

anyway nice post mr visibles and hope you enjoyed your birthday that you shared with krisna the other day

respects neil

Richard said...

A shining beacon in the fog induced shift of natural flow of awareness.
Thanks again.
Woof woof from the Dog Nation

Anonymous said...

Les, Rothschild is now into the Plunge Protection Business.

Visible said...

Neil, someone else mentioned that. How did my birthday fall on Krishnas and I'm only finding out about it now. Does the date move around?

Unknown said...

Uh, that earthquake. Was it a shot across the bow? Or have the Tesla Technology Wars started? Some would call 'em 'HAARP Wars', though I'm not sure if they're related. I have too many other things to research.

Things have not yet BEGUN to get interestin', huh? ;O)

Anonymous said...

I picked it up out of the corner of my eye the other day whilst passing through a blog mr visibles,it seems Krishna's birthday does change each year in the wests calender...
but his great love remains the same,unstoppable invincible purely divine and eternal....

I love Krishna.
as i know Krishna loves us all...

be back later with a poem,mr visibles

respects neil

Endwell Road said...

Great post Les!

After the laughter had died down (your metaphors are second to none!)your question nagged at me...

"So what’s your solution in this talk of all things wrong?"

I have no solution. Is there one?
We, those that see and those that are blind, are all in this together.
Which one of us, here, is not grappling at branches of truth as the earth quakes and the tsunamis of idiocy overwhelm us?

Even if we had to starve the monkeys of mediocrity, the "mother" of all things will still provide each sentient being lessons for learning.
And for that, I am truly grateful.

Still shakin´ it here, boss. :)

Thank you for your post.
Love and respect

Anonymous said...

Krishna Janmashtami is observed on the Ashtami tithi, the eighth day of the dark half or Krishna Paksha of the month of Bhadrapada in the Hindu calendar, when the Rohini Nakshatra is ascendant. The festival always falls within mid-August to mid-September in the Gregorian calendar. In 2010, for example, the festival was celebrated on 2nd September, and in 2011 on 22nd August in North India and on 21st August in South Indian states like Kerala.

Anonymous said...

Thanks for free speech zone.



That is the best thing (and best growth industry!) left in the USA!

If they would ONLY take FOOD STAMPS!


DaveS said...

Most Visible,

You're scatting with the best... the way your words flow I can hear a little jazz drummer lightly tapping along with your jive.

Awesome and accurate.


wv:hydrunw... a cryptic message for a former president? Hide, run, W. Hmmmm

Chinese Sneakers said...

Well written once again. Even some moments of real poetry. That must have been you dancin' and signin' along. Get the feeling you're in good spirits despite the times.

My hats a-doffed.

And i hear ya', bro'--that little tremblor was super telling.

Also enjoyed the high-tops rif. i'M thinking that the basketball-playin' bawky-one best gird himself in any way he can; ' cause he ain't above the washington monument and that thing just got whacked upside the head.


Miriam said...

"So what’s your solution in this talk of all things wrong? Where’s the exit into something better than we have? The answer lies within yourself and the answer is not to lie, or accept a lie, or live in fear of those who use it as a weapon for your control. The power of the human heart and mind is immeasurable and needs to be no more than be a hosting ground for what is true. It does not have to speak, when the very presence of what is real, pronounces itself like thunder and lightning and which no dark thing can approach and they know that. They know that but do the rest of you? In the end, it’s your fear and confusion that get you because those are points of entry. One must seal the door where evil dwells and employ the proper wardens. It’s a proven fact of long standing that even wild beasts will not harm someone who has no fear of them. They are nothing more than physical expressions of those things we fear within. Everything in nature is an expression of something within the human dynamic and the first actions of the banker is to screw up the natural system of awareness, within the ones they seek to imprison. Then they can drain away the power of true understanding and replace it with the dysfunctions necessary for them to feed at will. They manage this with their human megaphones that spread fear and support fearmongers and the organs of confusion and disinformation that are the daily broadcast of deception and deceit that holds the public in its thrall.

Step by step, we carve out our passage through the seductions of appetite or the power and focus of aspiration. Step by step we are led by those whose knowledge of the way onward, we have accepted as being correct. It all comes down to who you are listening to. It would serve us all to take a good hard look at that in this very moment of time."

Absolutely! It is the only Way to go at every point in time.

Neko Kinoshita said...

Well, I'm listening.

I noticed that almost no one here in the tower seems to have felt the quake at all. I was up and looking out the window while it was still going on and no one around me felt a thing. I suppose asking "what does that mean?" is rhetorical.

I may use too many justifications and suppose I’m still too wrapped in the illusionary shit storm, but the material is being ripped away so fast I’m reeling. Lessons are so hard sometimes.

I suppose I could find something else to say, but since I have no solution to offer other than your own recommendations, I’ll just stop before I step on another frog.

Enjoying the descant in the comments as always,


Josey Wales ll said...

Thanks Les,

I saw this at DemocraticUnderground right after reading and thinking about your great post.

This may be a twisted version of "if you simulate it,... it will come".

It seems everytime the government simulates a disaster or is in the "drill mode" , London, NYC, etc. really bad shit happens.

This article talks about the latest simulation (May 2011), in which 100,000 mid-westerners are killed in the first few minutes. Just worth considering.

Could it be that they are actually planning this shit, that they want to unleash the forces under that GIANT Fault LINE?


Pentagon Quake Nightmare: Fukushima on the Mississippi

Source: Wired

In May, the federal government simulated an earthquake so massive, it killed 100,000 Midwesterners instantly, and forced more than 7 million people out of their homes. At the time, National Level Exercise 11 went largely unnoticed; the scenario seemed too far-fetched — states like Illinois and Missouri are in the middle of a tectonic plate, not at the edge of one. A major quake happens there once every several generations.

But Tuesday’s earthquake along the East Coast is a reminder that disasters can hit where they’re least expected. And if the nightmare scenario comes, government officials worry that state and federal authorities won’t be able to handle the “cascading failures” that follow. The results of May’s disaster exercise won’t be released to the public. But privately, these government officials say they’re glad that this earthquake was just a drill — and not the big one. Especially because there are so many nuclear power plants in the fault zone.


L.L.O. said...

Another day. Another straw falls.
The crowd of people turn away.
Wait 'til the whole bail hits them upside their fucking heads!

I say that with Love of course...


Anonymous said...

So Rothschild's HAARP machine is churning out EMW causing earthquakes on or near fault lines.

Fucking genius (for a psychopath) - killing people with radiation for generations like in Fukushima and Japan.

Look for E-quakes near all existing nuclear generators in the Western world.

Bloody brilliant Jacob! Kill 'em, kill'em all!

Josey said...


It reminds me of how some firemen, would start a huge blaze, and then show up to put it out.

Or create the disaster and then show up with the solution, of course in the case of triggering the New Madrid Fault Line, "with the large loss of life" (Quote from Silverstein), it would have to include a Declaration of Emergency, price controls, and Martial Law.

Could it be disaster Capitalism on Steroids is coming to the U.S.?

Dan said...

"..It all comes down to who you are listening to.."

In other words,

"Check your Light Source!"
Hope you are well, Les.

Anonymous said...

Shaking my head at the level of institutional fear and brainwashing that has taken over. When the quake hit, far too many people's first thought turned to terrorism. That's just sad - I've never been in a quake in my life, and my first thought upon seeing my desk rattle and picture frames topple was not terrorism, but EARTHQUAKE. Have people completely lost touch with instinct?

WV = beatiess (Yup, DC got a well-deserved beatiess yesterday.)

Anonymous said...

Man, you have a way with that keyboard that is music to my mind. There's nothing I can say except THANK YOU so very much Les.

Anonymous said...

This surface projection (3d) reality of what is really a many dimensional reality is but the surfce of an ocean. karma is a powerful force that swims beneith the surface and its appetite is huge.

Since time is only one line of dimension among many there is no need to worry about immediate karmic action. It has already happened.

some circle round and round and never ascend to any higher planes. They eventually become souless and fade away into oblivion.

Ascension is a an upward spiral and we shall enjooy the higher planes of color, light and love.

will meet you there.


Anonymous said...

A little hard on us in the USI today Vis. Somebody, OK it was me, took advantage of the quake and started a rumor that congress, the white house and the pentagon all collapsed killing all of our leaders. The quake did about 15 trillion dollars in improvement. Nobody except me thought that was funny. People here just don’t have a sense of humor. Of course most people didn’t know that congress was meeting in Israel, and the Bummer was out golfing. I don’t know if it was HAARP or space weather that triggered the quake, but I hope it woke a few people up. If not, maybe they need to be shaken a little harder. Some people are heavy sleepers, you know. Don’t blame the people though, we are pumped full of poisons the day we are born, educated from Grimm’s fairy tales, feed GM shit for food, and sprayed with a daily dose of toxins from jets. Garbage in, garbage out.

Richie (Dana) said...

Hi guys,
So I am a builder who also plays with drawing software and could not resist checking to see if the famous phallic symbol suffered ill effects from the earthquake.
I grabbed a live web cam pic from the internet, rotated the pic using a building in the foreground, scaled the monument to the correct height and dimensioned.

I am aware that the pic is taken slightly oblique to the monument but the results are interesting nonetheless.

Alpha Silex said...

Absolutely FLOORED. That gave me shivers, head to toes, Vis. That was a poetic masterpiece. Wax on, my friend.... "Soylent Green Slurpies", made me lose it with laughter. No zombie LOL's there. Man, I needed that! Much thanks! My vote for a song on the official Apocalypse soundtrack, goes to an old friend of mine, Udi. Yes, he is delusional, but he's genuinely one of the nicest guys you'd ever meet and that is all that really counts in my book. This is a must see. He got about 7 minutes of "fame" a few years ago on American "Idol" too.

Richie (Dana) said...

Part of the link is missing.


Anonymous said...

Mother Nature just cracked Washington D.C.'s phallus.

"No more nookie-nookie for you until you clean up your act!"

Whipped up by the sound of a harp M.Nature turned her wrath on the home of the political whores and broke their prick.

Striking symbolically Ma N. was overheard saying: I've been warning you since the (19) sixties not to get on my bad side and during these last ten years you have made me furious!

The penis will be down for repairs and is feared to never quite work naturally again - short of an act of God.

Congress critters are in talks with Viagras creator to try a stimulus idea to heal the old member.

Anonymous said...

More thanks Les,

Power of sheer poetic depth in your writing as the geomantic gearshifting into Virgo quickens your channeling at the intensity of the glacial Lake Bonneville icedam blowout blasting out another Grand Coulee of flying boulders and cascading mudflows of swirling interdimensionality.

Pandora's box gapes fully ajar and Aladdin's lamp glows from Fukushima to the Halls of Tripoli as the dancing stick gathers the vibe of Coco Montoya's guitar-slinging sounds while the Seven Clans elicits the red-faced, greybeard, gimlet-eyed dude in full Harley drag effaced by the serenity of the ponytailed White Earth rock-gardener spiced by the silvicentric lullaby blessings from Miriam Makeba.

Confusion reigns as Zato terror bombs dessicate the deserted dungeons of Scipio Africanus while the great phallus of Direct Current philistinism opens to reveal another score for the Great Whore as the Saints go Marchin Into another cathedral of cornucopious consumerism all dressed according to the High Fashion imprimatur of Yves St. Laurent and all the good ole boys at St. Tropez and Club Med.

Oh yes, the channels are opening in nuclear metaphysical consequence to the pukings out of nuclear power. Channelings of Spiritus Mundi and of the cosmic Thunderbird harken to the apocalyptic cadences of the hollowed out Beats of Revelation amidst the lascivious lies of the Chosen.

It is all of a piece. It is all of a Peace.


Visible said...

Latest report is that The Martha Washington Momnument is inconsolable. Nice chops stickman.

Anonymous said...

Dammmmmnnnnnn, Vis!

Fuuuuuuuuuuck, Stick!

A Concerto and a Symphony. Shakespeare and Bacon. Shake'n and Stirred.
The meal was 10 star and the dessert left me with tears in my eyes. I quit smoking cigs 6 years ago, 3 pack-a-day habit. Not one physically since, but a few puffs in dreams over the years. {c; I felt like I needed a cigarette after that.

Gentlemen and scholars, thank you.

Great admiration and love,


Visible said...

Why I like Vladimir PUtin.

Anonymous said...

Hey Les & All,

Stupidity, huh... I think this Congressman is waist deep in it...

Freaking clown!! Can you believe this idiot.. With his pre-screened questions.. haha!!!

Stupid is as Stupid does...

Congressman confiscates cell phones at townhall event


Somtimes all I can do is laugh and then scratch my head...

Thanks and God Bless,

Red Pill

Anonymous said...

Pure Genius, Vis. You are amazing! Wow! DMT meets the Jetsons meets The Prison Planet up through Aton. I am always moved by the profundity of your crisp turn of phrase uniting and igniting Spirit and Mind to short circuit the Amnesia. This what FAUX News should report :)with Love...

Ben said...

Vis, All,

Sure not much that I can add to the great comments here.

Except to say that Father Creator sends His signs. To those whose eyes and ears have opened, the signs are telling and compelling.

I reflect on the "Washington" earthquake and am then reminded of Poe's The Masque of the Red Death.

I read one article regarding Wall Street. Reputedly the traders were ordered to stay on the floor in the midst of the quake and keep trading, since the market was "hot". As Vis points out, it is just business as usual, and nothing moves these creatures.

As for me, I'm absolutely loving the Apocalypse and am eagerly awaiting what comes next.

Anonymous said...

nightimes curse
midnights fling
stormy thunders
clashing wind
wingtip streaks
lightning fires
scorching arrows
sunlight spires
raging tempests
hold of earth
love of all things
vibrance burst
round the moment
cosmic streams
deep and full
glow and beam


Anonymous said...

All Life is connected so live responsibly or don't and see what happens.I guess people are starting to notice that there are rules.
Do they realize how badly they broke them?Euthanized by nature for being a useless source of pain and stupid.HOw embarrassing for whom the shoe fits.

Odin's Raven said...

Here's a report showing that different folks still get different strokes.

Anonymous said...

I found this interesting as well -

wv: anium - with the phallus damaged, where are they gonna stick it now?

Anonymous said...


I've been reading your work for quite some time. If I remember correctly, I even posted a comment on a couple the things you wrote about, though it was quite some time ago.

I'm not going to comment on this writing. I do not really feel as if I have to.

I have come for a different reason, to say something that I feel I have to say, though I do not know why.

I also have to say it before I no longer get the chance. Things are indeed getting interesting and I'm not really sure how much longer I will be able to say anything at all.

Anyhow, what I want to say is this.

I love you brother. You have in your own way done more to help me understand myself more than you can ever know.

I really wish there was some way I could repay you but alas, I have nothing to give you other than my love and respect, and that you have,in spades.

Not because you asked for it or even wanted it. Simply because you are who you are.

I know, I know. Its not much. Something tells me that it is enough though, and like I said, for whatever reason, this is something that I am compelled to write and now is the time for me to do it.

Heh. Someday perhaps I'll figure that out, but not today.

Peace to you my friend and never change.


Anonymous said...

Thank you, Les, brilliant post--absolutely vintage Visible, I can never get enough.

Oh, Irene, transformed from tropical to hurricane grade as she hovered directly above me, sort-of eyeballing me (grin) and I kissed her goodbye as she exited paradise northward. My first here in seven years, to the month. "No longer virgin", I thought (grin again, lol).

Happy Birthday to you, btw!



Anonymous said...

We spend at least $20 billion a month on wars for 10 years and not one of the 537 imbeciles in Washington who hold federal elective office can connect the dots as to why we're broke. Neither can 98% of the U.S. public.

Collective delusion. Profound stupidity indeed.


whatever said...

I'm, listening to YOU, Les!

Richie (Dana) said...

Mr. Les impresses us all in different ways at different times.
Today for me, it was painting.
Such a
The words fall from the keyboard and create a picture of the world that exists around us all at this second in time. Go ahead and try to deny the pictures created in your mind by the wordsmith who brings our thought into this plane of existence.
Sorry Les.....just had to thank you again.
So I have this painting on the wall of my mind and think of "Through a glass darkly". I swear this is not of me, but just an impression. I do notice that Les makes the same claim frequently.
I feel a little some others would think this silly and not relevant....
As Les never seems to censor even the harshest critics here I become brave enough to present this.
Another writer presented a picture long ago that somehow fits here.
While many may think that what is written on this site is very negative, I see words between the words.

Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.
Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
For now we see through a glass, darkly, but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.
1 Corinthians 13

I do have trouble with the charity part, but the faith and hope are coming on strong.

I will not be out of place for thanking Mr. Visible for attracting these fine souls to this little haven.

God Bless,

Anonymous said...


Wearing a dress or not - that was truly grand.

Thank you.


Anonymous said...

Happy late Birthday!

Bullshit! said...

A woman found hanging naked two days after her millionaire boyfriend's six-year-old son was fatally injured while in her care, "committed suicide" police sources have revealed.

Rebecca Zahau, 32, was found hanging with her hands and feet bound at pharmaceutical tycoon Jonah Shacknai's Coronado, California, mansion on July 13.

The millionaire had been questioned about the death, but detectives are now "reasonably confident" that the death was suicide, reported NBC San Diego.

Suicide: Rebecca Nalepa...who was found hanging naked at Jonah Shacknai's mansion in Coronado, California

Ms Zahau died two days after Mr Shacknai's six-year-old son suffered a severe brain injury after falling from the grand staircase at the mansion. Sources told the local station that she felt "tremendous guilt" over the injury.

They added that it is thought she "tied her hands and feet so she could not save herself."

Read more:

So let me get this straight. If you're are a millionaire and your girlfriend allows your child to fall down the stairs while in her care, it is OK to tie her hands and feet and hang her because the authorities you pay off will call it a suicide.

Fuck is the world justice system sick.

Duh, a person CAN'T hang themself if their hands and feet are tied. Never, ever. Can't happen.

Corruption supreme - you want fries with that?

You guessed it... said...

Guess what sportsfans...

Yup! He's jewish!

"Jewish CEO's Asian girlfriend dead - murder or suicide? - Vanguard ...
Rebecca Nalepa, 32, was found dead hanging nude from the balcony of a mansion owned by her millionaire jew boyfriend, Jonah Shacknai. She had her hands and feet bound and hanging by..."

The tribe can do whatever they please with full immunity.

What if the death of his son was a complete 100% accident?

She was murdered. No trial - just killed by a grief stricken jew.

Aren't there laws in America against murder?

Kray Z8 said...

Who you gonna listen to,
Who you gonna follow?
Taste what they are feedin' you;
Are you gonna swallow?

Les, as always, great message in a highly entertaining format. I've seen that plaster Jesus on the dash of the dozer. The hits just keep on coming with the Friends, too. Thanks, Gang. I've had a craving lately for some Pynchon or Kerouac; you sure nailed that beat, Stick!

All I know is I don't know, but no one navigates better in the dark than a blind person. IMHO, the inner path is going to be the only way to perceive the core truth underlying all the chaos, confusion and deception in the days ahead. Let the freak show unravel, we'll keep moving toward the light.

Thanks, L.V., keep sending the signal. Thanks, Friends, keep being yourselves.

Peace, Love, Perception,


est said...

this one was very good
i read it a couple times
thank you

Rabbi pedofil responsible said...

Put this in your pipe and smoke it.

A lokal rabbi was didling the 6 year old who complained to his step-mom. The lokal pedophil priest visited the boy and step-mom together to 'calm them down'. the meeting got out of hand with the priest chasing/pushing the young boy over the staircase landing on his head and suffering a fatal intracranial bleeing.

The step-mom reported all of the above to the biological father who went to the rabbinical authorities to ask for action.

He was told to shut-up and they would take care of the skicksa witness.

Which they did with rope in three places.

They bound and hung her, then started the spin story of that it was her not the rabbi who pushed the 6 year over the stairs.

"Justice" zio-amerikan style.

Visible said...

There's a new Visible Origami up-

Skateboarding with a Bent Wheel in Visibilandia.

Anonymous said...

Les is More Visible,
watching the kardassians,
or the kaddafians,
its all reality tv,
war paint and ak-47s,
boy or girl,
its just so much fun.

kikz said...


Miriam said...

"Gudrun said...

Great post Les!

After the laughter had died down (your metaphors are second to none!)your question nagged at me...

"So what’s your solution in this talk of all things wrong?"

I have no solution. Is there one?"
Specifically, looking for the how to's? May want to try John Lash.
Heard some people here refer to him so I looked him up.
This is a good place to start:
John Lash - Grok-the-Talk Interview 01-11-11

Then after you can't find more on YT, go here and scroll to find the next: there are 13 right now and continuing~

Anonymous said...

Agree totally with you neil on your post @ 2:24... this is the time to show who and what you really are. Light is shining on us all. I rejoice and am glad in it.

I've experienced a lot of quakes in my life and after the initial realization of what is happening always enjoyed the shakes to my chakras. They can really cause you to realize what real power is-it's so out of control... earth surfing-eeeh hawww!

Though I have been in a few that caused me to feel that they were manmade quakes or instigated by the diabolical hands of the anti-life regime.

the gardener

Anonymous said...

cArNALity is a bitch.

Anonymous said...

This is your BEST writing yet.
I had all these thoughts this morning and then you, with all your poetic splendor, put them into words.
Find your own Peace everyone. Go within, find the Divine and protect yourself from the storms that are about to be unleashed, courtesy the vampires and zombies whom we let infiltrate us to begin with. Shut them out NOW. Their
party is just about to begin in earnest and I for one do not need to attend.
PEACE and LOVE to all who see the

Anonymous said...

Sophia Begot Barbelo

Once upon a bygone time,
Before the time of nursery rhymes
When water flowed with finite brine
Epinoia spewed perfume’s divine
But there was no nose to smell her vine
No tongue to taste her fruits of wine
No ear to listen to music chimes
No eyes to see radiant beauty shine
No touch to caress in evening time.

And as the fountain of all radiance
She spewed star dust, The First aether Dance.
birthed daughter Sophia; Mother’s first romance
a mirror of magic in winds of enhance.
A mother'’s child full grown one day
And taught her love a virgin'’s way
Together breathing garden spray
In radiance of heaven’s play.

The power of virgins flew far away
Came down to earth and kissed the clay
And man appeared in break of day
As girls made boys to share and play.
And as earth crust twisted, spun and turned
Boiling hot oil within her burned
A ball of butter melted churned
Made cosmic fire explode her ferns.

The sun shone hot to bake her clay
As spinning mass made night and day
An atmosphere to soothe the blaze
As heavens called; her dead man raised
To rapture some to Mother’s womb above
All woman’s spirits cooed like doves
Gave every life a taste of love
As newly open eyes seen mom above.

Love was the essence of her connection
Robbers came; taught man insurrection
And made clay genders with sore infection
To mine for gold little idol defections.
And stars on high cried heaving tears
As gasses flamed and terrors smeared
And gods fought earth as man stole gears
And soured the wine; binding woman in fear.

And earthquakes rocked; volcanoes blew
As boiling lava overflowed
And hurricanes made cleansing news
Tsunami tidal waves came through.
And heavens pulled the earth apart
As ozone holes exposed hind parts
When fiery oil spilled gusher starts
Made men to die from weak failed hearts.

And Mother's womb took back her chord
They didn't know that She was Lord
And all men died in one accord
Their breath cut off by the Esylium sword.

still checkin in Les,

Anonymous said...

What is being revealed by the lava flowing in humongous amounts, and smoke and steam rising out of much of the state of California, and earthqaukes through the US with devastating tornadoes, and hurricanes inbetween, this my friend is the ring of fire. A non stop destructive energy finding it's way in nature as god vents his anger and vengeance upon an unlawful world.

siamkatt said...

Another good one Mr. Dawg Poet.
Your posts are one of the few things I actually care to read these days, so much whore-shit in the MSM, so much preening and self idolising. Great time to be incarnated is it not? Let the chips fall where they may (do not call them fries). There will be a hell of a debris field when the ship goes down. Keep on keeping on Les, we need you

Anonymous said...

Fucking SMOKING...................

Your time is at hand......

I am glad to have been able to read your work in those times............

Yeah..... SMOKING.........Mac....

Anonymous said...

earth's vibrations
mankinds lust
natures limits
placenta busts
another chance
divine romance
problems highlighted
solutions neglected
another Christ called for
basic lessons resurrected.


wv: comar. then up and out, it lives.

big ugly stupid american said...

Maybe fracking caused the earthquake in West Rothchildslandia or maybe the Cosmos flipped the bird at the deathcult in the cesspool on the Potomac.

WhatsItAllAboutAlphie said...

Talking about it can't happen here. Everyone should read Sinclair Lewis book of the same name which was published in 1935 and reprinted in 2005. He looks how Fascism takes over America. It is so on point. Freak out.

Jonny Mac said...


I know this does not have much to do with your post, except the fact you were talking about reincarnation. I am just wondering if I could get your personal opinion on Nibiru and the Annunaki, reason being a friend of mine has become obsessed about that subject.

I had heard about it years prior and found it very interesting when I myself first stumbled upon it, and haven't thought much about it since.

Just wondering if you had any insight or personal feelings towards the topic. Thank you.

Anonymous said...

I've been reading "Judaism Discovered", choosing chapters that sounded interesting. It's a fat, scholarly tome, but very readable, packed with information. I'd like to recommend it to everyone here even based on my selective reading of it. It's out of print, but you can get a pdf copy here:

Visible said...

Jonny Mac;

I'm afraid I can't help much there and, to tell you the truth (insofar as I know it from my relative position) there are very few who can and even fewer of those who would bother. I've read something about them here and there as I have about most things but with me it all comes around to what profit is there in it.

The past is shrouded in mystery and unless it is useful in a practical way I don't spend any time on it. It doesn't matter to me who appears to run things or used to run things or will imagine they are running things at some point to come. What concerns me is the ease through which I can move through it and the degree of protections and invisibilities I can acquire in respect of them.

The world is always going to be the world and that is a key point to be aware of. Sometimes it's pretty and sometimes it's pretty ugly but the main consideration should be, how deeply trapped in it am I and how can I get out.

I hear about all kinds of yogas and Hermetic Sciences, the vast arena of the occult and all manner of things. I've studied deeply in some of them but they're all a bus ticket somewhere and no one gets anything meaningful out of any of these things without a bonafide teacher. That is job one. Everyone can forget about getting anywhere on their own because it isn't going to happen. Find the source of the wisdom AND THEN drink your fill. Each of us has an archtypal track and a face that relates to our particular path. Finding that and having a guide is the point.

For some there is a master in the physical aspect and for some they are within. Mine appeared before me and I never saw him again but we do communicate.

I'm just speaking for myself here but for me, all these books and procedures and just about everything are a waste of time.

I believe that I have mentioned that I don't get much gratification out of what I do here and maybe that's as it should be. I sincerely recognize my ignorance and limitations in respect of it. There's a reason that there is more than one blog. Origami was the first and still doesn't have a million visits. Mirrors came a few years later and has four times as many. The whole point of these things is for people to talk to each other and hopefully get something from the whole experience. Most people don't want to hear about the simple spiritual way, they want complexity and mystery but whatever it takes we try to give some of each.

When a person's aspiration reaches a certain intensity they give off a certain amount of light and that attracts angels, devas, masters and assistants from the higher planes. The individual has to burn with a degree of intensity. If they want to find out about annunaki and strange planets they'll find out something. Whatever they want to find out they'll find out something and it will all be nothing unless it's connected to the source.

Anonymous said...

Visible said...

The whole point of these things is for people to talk to each other and hopefully get something from the whole experience.

ha! That's a good one. IF you publish it.

What you never post is never privy to anyone else but you. I know for a fact that you don't fancy publishing anything with even the remotest of legitimate criticism or discerning observation that might make people question you or your opinions Not very transparent for someone who claims to be transparent. But I suppose we all smack of hypocrisy now and again. Don't get upset at anyone else for your contradicting yourself.

And before you start complaining about anonymity: anonymous does not put itself out there or claim to be this or that. People who make themselves 'public' as you do should expect to be openly challenged and disagreed with often.
There's no valid reason to leave a name, the time stamp is more than adequate. Plus there's no valid reason to trust you. So long as it's not ad hominem or low brow personal invectives or jibing then there's no real reason NOT to post it. Unless of course you are not as transparent as you lay claim to being?

Whether you publish this or not is irrelevant but it certainly speaks to the type of person you are.

est said...

like jimi said

'if i don't see you
on this world

i'll see you
on the next one

don't be late'

Visible said...

7:34 ANONYMOUS, ahut the fuck up you low to the ground shit sucking weasel self aploging coward. I've rarely read a load of horseshit like this. My suggestion to you is that you print your comment out, roll it up and stick it up your ass and set it on fire.



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