The Siamese Twins of Satanism and Materialism, Dancing a Clockwork Orange.

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There are some obvious trends that have accelerated over the last several decades. If they were a publicly traded company, then the investors would, by now, be rich indeed. Now that I think about it... they are all rich and getting richer, while headed dead south, simultaneously, because of the spiritual and moral degradation that accompanies their, all in, investments. What are these trends? They are, ‘lying’ and ‘stealing’. From top to bottom; the culture, the government and commerce are riddled with these two. There can be no argument about it. It is patently obvious. It’s right there with a progressively more vile, “so what” and “in your face.”

Trends like this flow from the top to the bottom in true, ‘trickle down’ fashion. It began to go nova with the arrival of Robber Baron Robot Boy; Ronald Wilson Reagan; Mr. 666. Then... when the Teflon President began to bio-degrade during his second term, one of the centuries greatest sidewinder vipers, George, ‘Johnny Walker’ Bush, came in and put the boot to the heads of the American public, Clockwork Orange style... “Oh it was gorgeousness and gorgeosity made flesh. The trombones crunched redgold under my bed, and behind my gulliver the trumpets three-wise silverflamed, and there by the door the timps rolling through my guts and out again crunched like candy thunder. Oh, it was wonder of wonders. And then, a bird of like rarest spun heavenmetal, or like silvery wine flowing in a spaceship, gravity all nonsense now, came the violin solo above all the other strings, and those strings were like a cage of silk round my bed. Then flute and oboe bored, like worms of like platinum, into the thick thick toffee gold and silver. I was in such bliss, my brothers.”

“If he can only perform good or only perform evil, then he is a clockwork orange—meaning that he has the appearance of an organism lovely with colour and juice but is in fact only a clockwork toy to be wound up by God or the Devil.”

“A perverse nature can be stimulated by anything. Any book can be used as a pornographic instrument, even a great work of literature if the mind that so uses it is off-balance. I once found a small boy masturbating in the presence of the Victorian steel-engraving in a family Bible.”

I doubt it was Beethoven that Ronald McDonald was listening to with his implants. Chances are it was Ozzie Osbourne; ♫Chances are♫ cue Johnny Mathis. ♫Chances are, though I wear a mindless grin♫ Yes... it was during the Cocaine charged ‘80s of Wall Street Insanity that all kinds of evil demons came out of the closet and stayed out of the closet and directly following his departure into Tabula Rasa Land, the Rap Template was stomped on to the airwaves as the enduring sound track. Though their final intentions with this style were yet to come into the full blown depravity of its end game, they had the intelligence to suit it up with some passionate writing and delivery at the inception. Then they initiated the long, slow slide into the gutter.

You don’t see what the final intention is when policies and laws go into action at the inception. You get only what you are told. It’s that old, A=B=C=D thing. Most people can’t see from A to C. Whatever is going on is what is going on and where it’s headed, well... the government wouldn't lie would it? So it was with The Fairness Doctrine. He also went to work on the economy which led to this sort of thing. It is typical that people will blame certain things on those who made them the most obvious but... where it starts is where it starts.

It was during the time of Reagan that condos began to appear everywhere as the cancer of unbridled and unregulated growth exploded into a terminal stage 4 upon the body of the Americas. Rents went through the roof and the poor could no longer afford somewhere to live, so the homeless problem was created and this was made all the greater and more toxic by tossing all the mental patients out of the mental institutions and closing so many of them down, simply because some area of private industry wanted to steal whatever money was formerly being spent on housing these casualties of The Age of Materialism. His argument was that, with the wonders of pharmaceuticals, these unfortunates could simply take their medication in an Outpatient fashion and everything would be Hunky Dory. However, the glaring error here is that these former mental patients were mostly ALL dysfunctional and crazy and therefore, would not remember to take their medication, or not want to; just as Ronnie Boy would eventually not remember much of anything. So a permanent sub class, now measured in the millions came into being and presently haunt the sidewalks, parks and wherever and are composed of said mental patients, those fallen on hard times and an impressive number of shell shocked and abandoned veterans.

This was made sure and certain by the destruction of the manufacturing base, out sourcing, cheap labor from government sponsored illegal immigration, the destruction of the unions and a host of attendant causes.

If you have any amount of objective reasoning capacity, the ability to concentrate and focus, you have seen all these things happen in a step by step fashion. Otherwise you are a thumbfucking cellphone junkie; an earpod wearing, headbobbing, personal space creating zombie, a sensation addict, or a wild eyed, conniving, grasping, automaton in the pursuit of personal gain, arrived at by any means necessary. It’s what it is.

The first things that Materialism kills are, every one of the human virtues; those qualities that identify you as human. It’s fine if you are no longer a person because that right has been appropriated by corporations. In times of Materialism, the laws and rules are made by those with the biggest clout and the least amount of restraint and conscience. They’re made by those who don’t care one way or another how many people they kill or reduce to a Hellish existence.

So it is that today, stealing is the largest growth industry going and lying is the most pervasive policy for its continuance. The IRS loots individual bank accounts, The banks steal homes. GMO juggernauts swallow up family farms and poison the populace. Even when these monsters are reined in by legitimate public action, judges who are in the employ of these multinationals, rule against the public will, as just happened in Hawaii.

Satanism and Materialism are Siamese Twins. The former is the philosophy that pervades and controls the environment of the latter. It’s what it is. The saving grace in this clusterfuck, of mutually assured destruction, is that evil destroys itself and those associated with it. As has been stated here many times, EVIL is like a giant ship on a powerful ocean. As it steams along, it churns the waters, until the force of the waters becomes greater that the ability of the ship to continue to navigate and finally the ship is pulled down, into a massive sucking whirlpool that EVIL created. Just prior to this happening, it becomes clear to those sailing on this behemoth that destruction is imminent. So it is that many will leap into the waters and set out for the promise of shore. For some... those who left early enough and those with access to lifeboats and flotation devices, this might work. For many others, they never counted on the powerful sucking draw of the ship as it sinks. You had better have some distance from the ship BEFORE it goes down, or you will not possibly be able to generate a swimming or rowing motion powerful enough to offset the pull of the ship, as it moves toward its certain and appointed end.

Human destiny and the force of Karma are peculiar things and highly individualized. There are many tales told in occult history about people suddenly whisked away from seemingly inescapable danger. Even in ordinary history, there are numerous tales of people emerging unscathed from circumstances of certain death. I have personally experienced things of this order more than once. As I have so often maintained, it comes down to what and who you rely on. Is it stronger than the other players and whatever environments you may find yourself in? What is the level of power and protection you are associated with? You’ll find out. We all will.

You know that there are hidden forces at work behind all of the events in history and that they are not the forces named in the media whether print or electronic. I had the good fortune, through owning a spiritual occult bookstore, to be able to read any number of obscure yet accurate accounts of history. I had the good fortune to study with a mystery school for decades and which transmitted to me an entirely different perspective on what has happened other than that reported by those who lie for a living, in order to support the others who steal for a living.

Maybe you get lucky and your hard work and creative thinking grant you a measure of success in your life. Most of the time, you have to make deals and compromise your integrity to make anything profitable happen in these days. You pretty much HAVE TO sell out. The ever increasing audience of the mindless applauds this. They only wish that such an opportunity would present itself to them. The Kardashian phenomenon is one of the hottest perversities going. Millions are fixated on it. Reality TV has a massive audience. Far, far more people eat bad food than do not. Far, far more people drink gallons of diet soda (and as a result are increasingly more and more in need of a diet) than do not. I could go on and on with this theme and I already have.

These blogs exist for one continuing reason and that is to give the evidence that you are not alone in what you see and hear and feel. Probably little that gets said here has not occurred to the reader at one time or another. We’re just here as a reminder. We are not here as any kind of example because that is a flawed template at this juncture. It won’t always be so but... for the purpose of demonstration and a comfortable familiarity; certain imperfections have been left in place. Hothouse your own awakening. Realize that to some degree, we are all still somewhat asleep. Fight your way to the surface of an electrifying awareness. Strive.


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Yesterday I received an email from an African America lady who was distressed at my comments about Michael Brown. I’m sorry it hit her as it did but my research indicates that Michael Brown was not entirely innocent of the fate that he encountered. I’m glad to change my mind if something other can be proven to me but there is too much evidence that he did engage in robbing that store and he did fight with the cop. This doesn’t excuse the ham handed and fascist behavior of the Israeli trained American police forces. Still... I can see when hysteria and rage are being whipped up and manufactured for the benefits of those seeking a more repressive and divisive national climate. For some reason, when I say something, people who disagree with me always want to thrown in all kinds of things I never mentioned and wasn’t taking about... or denying. I can only call them as I see them. No doubt, sometimes I am wrong and at best, not comprehensive. For this I apologize. I do my best within the parameters of my limitations.

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Dinner with the Devil and the Patanjai Method

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May your noses always be cold and wet.

The power of the obvious is as great or as muted as the mind of the perceiver. You see what you see based on what you permit yourself to realize, to the degree that that realization puts you in danger of estrangement from your colleagues and the world around you. The world is sick and you are sick, to the extent that you accommodate it, for the purpose of the sensation and appearance of operational harmony and a security in the freedom to maintain your place in it.

England and principally London and more specifically, The City, is the financial center of the planet. Decisions of life and death the world over are made in The City and the will of The City dictates the policy of the House of Lords, the House of Commons and #10 Downing Street. MI5 and MI6 are the leashed and unleashed Doberman Pinchers of Commerce. The Black Nobility of the Royal Family and the debauched aristocrats who use the Magna Carta for toilet paper every day, are with loving and fearful fealty, bent low to osculate, possibly in the manner of the French, the central locus of the devil’s rear end. It’s a religious experience. The first line of offense is the international bankers. Chief among them is the Satanic Rothschild dynasty, whose main focus is the spread of dissension, discord and the promulgation of wars for the purpose of financial profit and geopolitical advantage in the pursuit of financial profit. Until the primary source of world wide oppression and discontent is rendered impotent, there can be NO JUSTICE AND NO PEACE.

The idea that any other cause might be the source of planetary ills is pure delusion. The bankers ARE the problem. In the legend of Jesus Christ, his moment of greatest wrath and outrage was directed at the moneychangers and these were the origin of the plot to crucify him. They controlled the Sanhedrin and every manifest religion, except for the occasional schism niche here and there is simply another arm of the Globoctopus Banking creature. The comparison is apt; given their tendency to finance and spread an inky darkness of lies as their defense in the process of literally sucking the life from the public, as well as their strangling grip on the fortunes and welfare of humanity.

When terror by any name and under any flag raises its head, Bankers are financing it. When children starve in war torn countries, Bankers are financing it. When esoteric efforts at reversing the Kundalini potential in everyone as well as false teachings and bogus techniques, are initiated through the camouflage of free sexual expression, or any other medium, Bankers are financing it. When a depression occurs, Bankers have financed it. When inflation comes, Bankers have engineered it. When famine comes, Bankers have orchestrated the policies that led to it. When truly absurd laws go on to the books, lawyers who work for bankers have written them. Shakespeare was precise; “first we kill all the lawyers.” Without lawyers, Bankers could not conduct their business. When are lawyers of the greatest importance? It is in the time when the rule of law has been subverted to serve the interests of the rich and powerful, to the detriment of the people. Then you need lawyers to fold, spindle and mutilate whatever stands in the way of their free enterprise and performance of personhood, which, dripping with irony means, the enslavement of the populace.

The number one banking family are, consciously devout Satanists and they are joined by the other 12, 13 being the number for a coven. Rumor has it that there is always an extra seat at the dining room table for Satan. This and just about anything else of a depraved and perverted nature is certainly 100% true because; “By their works ye shall know them.”

Do you want to insure that your life results in the highest possible benefit to you? Make that quote your motto and leave good footprints.

Let us now turn to elementary logic which... is inarguable. Everyone believes in the devil, despite that popular polemic that the greatest whatever that he ever did was convincing people that he didn’t exist. I am not here to argue whether there is an individual entity that is red and has horns and rules over the Inferior Kingdom. I am not here to argue whether there is a luminous force that rules over the supernal superior kingdom. What is indisputable is that we live in a world of opposites. Without that there could be no magic, white or black. Without that there would be no lies crafted for the purpose of confusion and control. Ergo; one opposite, logically and mathematically confirms the other. This is a no brainer. Query just about any atheist and they will ultimatly reveal that their reasons for such a posture has to do with the temporal side of the equation; the international churches whose preposterous interpretations and legacy of offenses against humanity is also inarguable. The only thing that proves is that (in Kali Yuga) the lord of the inferior realm controls the policy of organized religions; “BY THEIR WORKS YE SHALL KNOW THEM!” Ball... basket... swish... nothing but net, which I might add, doesn’t catch anything and that is a deep metaphor for what is under discussion.

You can learn all that it is possible to know, simply by utilizing The Patanjali Method, subsequently bypassing The Peter Principle. Cosmic mediocrity can be measured fairly precisely by the degree to which one is influenced by lies. The success of the 1% is due to their cleverness in manufacturing and disseminating lies. Human nature is not all that complex and depending on the age, the general population is either more, or less, stupid. The manipulators do not have to control the entire bulk of humanity. All they need is a certain percent, who are, to a workable degree, influenced by ignorance, fear and the prospect of personal gain. Imagine a carrot on a stick attached to a horse’s neck. This is an exact metaphor... or a hamster on a treadmill and this is all made possible by debt and the pursuit of things that are very often elusive and sometimes hard to acquire. By the control of a particular percent, the other percent is set against that percent and there are, seemingly some number of other percents; indifference would certainly be one but this is just the appearance of it and the main weapon of the banker elite and all their fellow travelers is... appearances. That is why this symbolic representation is associated with... the eye.

Though occasionally interspersed with faulty reasoning and erroneous thought, you can’t do much better in terms of back and forth than this, when it comes to getting some idea of the archetypes that control the human experience. The difference between those who are aware of ‘the reality’ of these forces and one who is not, is that they are in a position to work in accord with them, instead of being bounced around by them with the obvious result.

If you want to step out of the control pattern of those who exert their control over the masses, you have only to comprehend the nature of the various archetypes and their interplay ...because those manipulating humanity simply reverse the natural intent of the archetypes and that’s permissible because of the age. Every so often and certainly not often, a time comes when most individuals in the world are given the opportunity to make a quantum leap in consciousness and Karma. Set against this, is the force and power of the deceiver in whatever form. The beauty of your situation and the initiator of the confidence to go forward and endure at all points, is that you are not accomplishing this yourself. As a matter of fact, you only accomplish as much and go as far as you permit what has already accomplished it to accomplish it within you. That takes away all the heavy lifting.

I suppose I could be hung out to dry by the forces of this world but that could only happen if it were allowed to happen and it would only be allowed for the purpose of demonstration AND... in consideration of this, the outcome hinges on my routine and daily presentation of intention and values in the course of living. I will be summed up by this as will you. Yes, there are some other powerful arbiters of your fate but there’s no need to list them because you can intuit them if you are, ‘of a mind’ to and if you’re not; why should I let my fingers do your walking for you when you have no interest in walking that way to begin with? Cogito ergo sum... Cogito ergo sum.

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The Waffen SS of Ignorance, getting Fat on Diet Soda Music.

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Be the person your dog thinks you are.

(This quote was at the top of the page at What Really Happened a couple of days ago;

"I am strongly in favor of using poisoned gas against uncivilized tribes. The moral effect should be good...and it would spread a lively terror..."

-- Winston Churchill commenting on the British use of poison gas against the Iraqis after World War I. Good Grief!!! Do we need any further proof of what a demonic sonofabitch this man was? Consider those in present time at the helm of that same country; the home of the bankers who pull the strings on the rest of the world.)


I don’t know what propaganda this film is:

(not judging, just saying I don’t know what the intention is yet) but... you can watch it free only today. There’s one funny comment from a hysterical Vegan (below the film proper) toward the beginning; a Tribe bot of some sort, if the term ‘meh’ applies. In the film itself the strange guy whispering in the beginning, probably works for the golf channel during the season.

Along the lines of what the film delves into, comes this bit of information that most of us already know to be true but for those who don’t. Uh huh ...AND... in line with what you have been hearing at these sites for some time, here is confirmation from another source. Meanwhile AND beginning to snowball all over the place;
Mr. Apocalypse is Coming (he's here). The Cosby cold case has gone into the melt zone. It’s defrosting; one of the examples of ‘real’ global warming. This is what is really heating up and it is definitely not man made. I do believe it is somehow tied in with the general twist and turn of Age Change Imperative. Humanity is coming into that phase of the process, where it is like woodland wildlife, as the first surges of a new Spring begin to break across the wild. Everything is intoxicating and bewildering and that means you have to pay extra attention because it is a matter of life and death. In ‘ageless wisdom’, focus and concentration, or the lacks thereof, are associated with, ‘Life and Death’. This is the result of paying attention and not paying attention.

It is always best to let the atmosphere of great change stabilize in your consciousness BEFORE you go tripping around in it. Here’s the thing, we are intimately connected to the world around us, in ways we may not be aware of. Holisticism is a real dynamic, when it comes to us and ‘it’ (and ‘everyone’ else), whatever ‘it’ is. Gestalt is a real dynamic. Neither of these terms is fully understood in a general sense, among the general population, because it is very difficult to see the truth of what you are, or are not operating in accordance with; if that makes any sense. Words are power but not when they are misunderstood. Ideas and concepts are power, both in terms of action and possibility ...but have little power where there is little meaning. A meaning is attributed to terms and then the meaning is morphed to accommodate the market place, the same way the meaning of law is adjusted to the profit of the rich and powerful ...through the agency of amoral lawyers.

Life is unfair, not because life is essentially unfair but because it is made unfair by those seeking more than their fair share of the pie. In times of material darkness, it is a prevailing mental illness, among a certain segment of the population, that they MUST have more than they will ever be capable of spending or consuming and it doesn't matter what the cost is to everyone else. It simply doesn’t matter. How many of you knew who Anderson Cooper’s mommy is? That sure explains something I don't have to say out loud.

If you could get behind the name changes in Hollywood, you would find the whole environment to be rotten with Nepotism and anyone else who is allowed to succeed in a big and immediate way, or by increments, is manufactured for pliability, or watched as they go. There is little difference between most any of them and packaged fast food. They vary from each other the way cellphones vary from each other.

The full on Satanic push of vile and violent rap across the airwaves; on TV, in movies, on radio and anywhere there are devices to manifest it, has one purpose, with a few different heads bobbing up and down on the alien cable-neck and that is the promotion of violence, the degradation of women and human relationships and a general corruption of the public heart and mind. Not everyone is going to be able to stand being in the same room with it so... for them, there is Diet Soda Music, with no controversial lyrics allowed; meaning any sort of attacks on materialism or the government. The thrust of the message is invariably banal. In all cases the quality of the lyrics is about as bad as it is possible for them to be and all of this is designed; along with all the other entertainments, the quality of education, literature and art ...are all designed to make you superficial and stupid. These are the new, Waffen SS of Ignorance AND... who owns and operates every one of these mediums? Who is responsible for the ‘quality’ or rather lack thereof in all of this? Duh.

There is only one reason that so much time and expense is being invested in anti-criticism/hate law and historical fantasy promotion and that is because they are actually doing what they are making it against the law for you to point out and identify. This is also the reason that they routinely engineer assaults against themselves because of their much greater relentless assaults against others. THEY CRY OUT IN PAIN WHEN THEY STRIKE YOU!

Things have changed and this is where you need to be watchful, just like those woodland creatures, when the powerful surge of Spring begins to run in their blood. Things have changed and now... everything the villains get up to is being turned against them. Because it is taking place on such a large canvas and across a fairly wide stretch of time (in human terms), (especially given the general capacity for an attention span) it can be hard to see how comprehensively this is occurring; best to find yourself a perch and a perspective, both of which are capable of weathering rapid and significant change. You need to be operating out of something that is real. You need to be rooted in it and your actions based on it.

Hah! The narrator just said EXACTLY what I say about meditation. A lot of what I am hearing is near word for word what gets said here. It’s not surprising, what is, is and around the world, those of us in possession of the same information come to the same conclusions.

As this film, “Origins” plays along side this scattered redundancy of a post, one thing keeps making itself clear to me. You keep hearing all this talk about the need to go back into the past and learn from ancient cultures. You hear about how we need to learn from the bushman and indigenous tribes. It makes me laugh when I hear this sort of thing. You ARE NOT a bush (person?) man or a member of an indigenous tribe, unless you are and if you are, you are probably not reading this, nor do you need to, except maybe as far as that reference to Spring and the intoxication effect.

You are not from these cultures. You are, like it or not, offspring of western civilization, except when you are an offspring of the eastern version of the same thing, which is actually, over time, more and more an expression of the west. You can’t go back and doing peyote ceremonies does not make you into a Native American. I admire those cultures and believe it is a fine thing to be someone who is of those cultures and understands them and has that special relationship with Lady Nature that is most rare among people in these times but... we must address what we are and where we are inside of what we have created; artificial as it may be ...and come to a solution, an upgrade, a refinement that gleans the best of the failed promises of our legacy and find a living accord with our world and each other upon it. That is set to occur, since this is the Age of Aquarius, symbolized by the awareness of ‘brotherhood’. We have to become civilized instead of just calling ourselves civilized and acting as the very worst of barbarians.

Heh heh...Hermes Trimessgus is what the narrator just called Hermes Trismegistus. I bring this up because I am hearing all kinds of things in this film that don’t sound as precise, accurate or workable as I might wish, but that’s just me. I’m still watching it though and that’s a plus. Then again, I am hearing much that is bullseye; ping! Ping! Ping!

There’s been no decision by the Ferguson grand jury and that is definitely out of the ordinary. Whether it applies or not, I can see glaring evidence all over the place that the intentions of the Satanic Elite are not working according to plan and I’ve been seeing this for awhile. Sudden and dramatic change and events are very likely now. The possibility of grave error from miscalculation and bad judgment is highly likely at any moment.

Heh heh... he was just talking about thresholds concerning the obesity epidemic and I could swear he said fleshholds and you know? That’s what’s happening. Due to the overwhelming onslaught of sensation, coupled with apprehension, due to both ignorance and uncertainty, is causing people to hold flesh as a form of insulation against everything impacting on them. They can’t assimilate or process it all and so they are creating these thick casings for protection. They are desensitizing themselves and as a result making themselves less safe.

Interestingly, yesterday I saw, “Fat Sick and Nearly Dead”, a quite inspirational movie and it hums synchronistically with much of what is being said in “Origins”. If I have one criticism of “Origins” it is the complete lack of mention in respect of our collective enemies and what they are up to. Okay... they are finally doing that. I retract that criticism. Damn!!! That was an informative film. Don't miss it!

Any time now... any time now... Have a wonderful day!


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Those Pigs in Kevlar Blankets at The Molotov Cocktail Lounge.

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Between the Common Whore Curriculum; The, "I Can walk around Naked if I want to but you can’t talk to or look at me Movement" and the, “It’s in the Spirit of Necessary and Useful Knowledge; Pederast Pedophiles for Plato in the Athenaeum”; there is no question that the 2% of whatever it is 2% of, has taken control of whole segments of the culture and is demanding that 98% of whatever else is left of whatever that is, must submit to the global agenda of the forces of darkness; basically, bend over and squeal like a pig. It’s for your own good.

Should a day go by without some shining example of the good work being done by those who work for charitable organizations? I guess not. Well... Let’s not leave the festering sexual swamp of contemporary dysfunction yet; this Cream of Entropy Soup. Here’s a lovely expose on something or other. What is it? Is it an animal, vegetable or mineral? This kind of thing is all part of the war against everybody, being waged by Politically Correct Lego Monsters from The Black Lagoon. It stands to reason if there is a monster double feature playing on The Truman Show screens hanging everywhere around you and also inside your mind that this is the logical outcome of so many of the rest of the things being mentioned here except that this happened before they did? Did it? Time is dancing in skin tight lederhosen with no fabric in the back, down in The Inferno Room of a Berlin Kink Circus, or is that Rent Boy Square, Piccadilly?

All these things happened and are happening and obviously... much worse is happening. The moment you see something like this you know it was put on by those pretending to be the victims of it. As the heat from this kind of thing, which they were the architects of, ratchets up with every passing day and their gratuitous genocide against The Palestinians, creates more and more global outrage well then... then? Then they have to work that victim thing. So... now... on Ebay, you can find lampshades made out of human soap that melt in all kinds of psychedelic colors when you turn the lamp on. You can only use the lampshade once or twice though... not like the myth itself which you can use over and over and over again. Who says, "neffer again!!"? Of course 'again'. Yes!!! Again and again and again!

The world is officially stark raving nuts. It might not have been entirely so yesterday, or last week, or last month but ...Today. Today it is officially stark raving nuts. Who are these people; legitimizing false rape claims, strangling 12 year old boys in a sexual frenzy, teaching children about the joys of anal sex and whatever else is going on with the usual murder and mayhem? No wonder everyone is losing their minds, those who had minds to lose.

I’m sitting here... wondering... what do I say next? Does it matter? The slithering snakes and Satanists off camera, are working The Ferguson Caper into a lather. It’s not lather. It’s a dirty, toxic, PCB laced foam; something sucked up out of a polluted California aquifer and filtered through the shredded bodies of serial killer victims, harvested out of the ice plants on the freeway median, headed up 99 toward Fresno; the redneck, meth-head capital of the west (or is that Bakersfield?)... just a short drive from Sacramento, which is, officially the serial killer capital of the US and not coincidentally the capital of Kalifornia; all along the way there is a long stretch of industrial centers with line after line, rank after rank, of refrigerated containers that are the final destination of all those missing runaways, kidnapped school kids and soccer moms... all quiet and horizontal now, laid out in the blue and crackling electrical frost. Occasionally some unknown force stirs the air and makes the pink foam balls hanging from the backs of their white tennis shoes tremble; simply tremble in the silent wind.

What was that psychotic abortion of tortured text that just went by in the last paragraph? I don’t know. We've run out of useful and informative things to say. How can we compete with all the rest of what’s been linked here today?

Today I saw a series of news articles, most of them from the Zionist press. Don't they also own Tepco? Doesn't the same group of Zionist Bankers, Hard Core Satanists and Corporate Crocodiles own pretty much everything? Yeah... they do. They were talking about the 400 tons of radioactive water being dumped into the Pacific daily from The Fukushima Clusterfuck. This flows directly over to Alaska, parts of Canada and California and eventually, they say, can backflow over to Hawaii. Ocean currents are unpredictable, unless you have an argument you want to make that involves a lot of money and then you can predict anything; doesn't matter if it is accurate or true. Those are incidental to the needs of bankers and their bitches.

This seems to be the best possible time to have a good supply of money. There are places you can go all over the world and hide out. You can hire or pay for just about anything. On the surface that seems like a good position to be in because that massive, ubiquitous, smoking mountain of combustible shit, is about to burst into flames all over the world. Any day now, Ferguson, Missouri is going incandescent. Any day it is going to be flambe. Carnage is going to be the centerpiece of the buffet table; raw, still living and screaming meat, is going to be crying for help, out of a hundred different sucking chest wounds. Pigs in Kevlar blankets are serving the petrified clientele in the Molotov Cocktail Lounge. The people who killed all those Russians have turned their demonic gaze upon The Americas and death is about to come in on creeping, feral cat footsteps, with the corpse of Carl Sandburg being dragged behind a runaway Mardi Gras float. ♫Katrina, Katrina... where you been so long♫? (cue Taj Mahal)

Thank god I went mad a long time ago because... surely these things would drive me mad now. ♫Ferguson, oh Ferguson♫ (to the tune of Glen Campbell’s “Galveston”) Ferguson is on lock and load. The government is busing in both the agitators and the victims. Al Sharpton is studying the script given to him by his FBI handlers. He's filled his mouth with pebbles like Demosthenes and is yelling into the mirror but there is no reflection. The media is lining up the money shots. I’m guessing the documentary coming out about it will be named, “Blood and Semen in the Age of Cellphone Sex.\

They poisoned 3 billion gallons of water in drought parched California!!! Aren’t the falling oil prices supposed to destroy the Fracking Industry or is it the other way around? Right about now, someone is supposed to howl, “I’m mad as Hell and I’m not going to take it any more!”? Nobody’s howling though. Nobody's saying anything... but there are thunderheads of ominous threat, forming all over the place. The center cannot hold; there is no center. The US is buried under snowdrifts. The temperatures, due to global warming, are breaking records for being really damn cold. People are dying in droves from exposure and all sorts of reasons. Mostly they are dying because of this; this is why people are dying! We’re on the same latitude as Philly over here and its been quite warm; not nearly cold enough to snow.

People... people... I don’t know what to say. Any moment now a billion dominoes are going to fall in ten thousand different directions. It’s a thing of beauty, undulating like Scolopendra subspinipes centipedes with a bad case of Montezuma’s Revenge. The venom is seriously toxic like the ones in south-east Asia. The pain of a bite is so bad that the afflicted have been known to plunge their hands into boiling water to escape the pain; if that makes any sense. The point is that those dominoes are just as deadly and just as painful but... no need to take my word for it; just stick around; definitely stock up on baking soda and apple cider vinegar; some home remedies are really good to know about and a little papain wouldn't hurt.

I would prefer not to end on that note. Surely there is a ray of sunlight that is soon to break through the blanketing sameness of gray that blots out the sun and moon. I’m guessing that is all metaphorical and looks different to each person; being that it is a projection of their inner being. Yeah... in the end they say your world is what you make it. So... I’d better get busy... unless... unless that is the problem to begin with and in that case, perhaps I will just stand very still.


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Bobbing Nodwells and the Singing Sirens of Sensation

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always sniff out the truth.

If you close your eyes you can feel it. You can feel the hot hissing breath rolling off of the forked tongues of Central Bankers as they lean on the poor fools, whose body and soul they own at 7% and compounded daily. You can see them in their dining rooms; all dark wood and even darker servants, moving soundlessly through the room. They don’t smile and they don’t laugh. One might see that their tongues had been removed at some point earlier in time. The Bankers laugh though. They cackle and they chortle. They look at the awkward slithers of their various Prime Ministers of localized and relative evil, dancing to a tune that only they hear through the Grima Wormtongue implant...

When someone is trying to do the right thing, the surrounding weasels group together and look for a weak spot. When something happens like what just happened in The Land of Oz... you know... you know that an ill wind is blowing across the wide wastes. On the other hand,those who are Prime Evil can do whatever and the worst it can transform into is, “so what?”

Just as there are stock indicators and real estate indicators and all kinds of other indicators, there are social indicators. Here’s one that makes a whole lot of sense. It explains a lot. It explains a great deal. That’s only one part of a very large equation that also includes a pharmaceutical Twilight Zone of bobbing Nodwells, going up and down like dysfunctional hood ornaments on a downhill car headed for the reservoir. Some maniacal, glue sniffing teenagers are pushing it there. They want to watch it hit the water, way down below.

There are fluid waves of indifference and apathy. There are companion waves of self interest and larger than all of them are the waves of anger at the outrageous injustice being played out by the monsters of our times. There’s so much going on behind the scenes. There is so much that is dark and dreadful that has been kept under wraps and carried out under wraps or in spite of whoever might know or not know because ‘they’ are so secure in their freedom to do whatever they please, or WERE secure. However... as day follows day, Mr. Apocalypse is tearing the concealments away. You can see it happening! You can see it; can’t you? I can.

Let me point out one of possibly the most important things going that hardly ever gets mentioned and which far too many people are unaware of and which is most especially a feature of the apocalypse. It’s operational at all times but it goes turbo in times like these. We can, maybe, be forgiven for being unaware of this in others and in ourselves. That’s where it is located, within all of us and it is at various degrees of sleep.

It’s that thing that hasn't happened yet. It’s that thing that hasn't been turned on yet. The electricity hasn't been sent through the wires to it. We may be completely unaware of it, although we have struggled and striven for it all of our lives. It’s that place we've seen in special dreams or states of heightened awareness. It is piercingly real at the time but the memory fades very quickly after, as life goes back to shades of gray. Some of us have been working our whole lives to this end and in other times, quite often, one life is not enough but... in these times there is no telling what may come to the industrious and sincere.

Suddenly, like a flash of light; like the most inexplicable and seemingly improbable event, something you might have only dreamed of and never expected to actually materialize comes about. Deep in the most secret corridors and recesses of our being all kinds of things may or may not be afoot; that all depends on us. These are extraordinary times. How extraordinary are we? That’s not such a difficult question to answer and you can certainly get an idea by measuring the quality of what is important to you against the general trending of your fellows. How do you spend your time? What are you after?

This is the single largest and most mysterious X factor going. I’ll give an illustration that displays the ‘underneath technology’ of the affair. Our conscious, every day waking minds, are nothing more than small islands on a vast ocean; at all points connected to itself. That vast ocean is the interlinking subconscious. People who know how to access this location, have at their disposal so many options and treasures that I won’t even attempt to list them and there are metaphysical technologies that have been around for a long time that WILL put you into a working relationship with it.

Let us look at the world at large. It is in a state of ubiquitous turmoil at the moment. Let us consider the conscious mind of both the nasties, with their stir sticks and the general serf mind, whose majority (big majority) focus is on pedestrian appetites and superficial sensation satisfaction, matched up with incipient fear; creaking the cellar steps and undefined rumbling in the attic. These factors of intensity on the one hand ...and mass on the other, are having a big impact on the uncertain waters of the subconscious. Next, check out the terrestrial upwellings of Lady Nature around the world with earthquakes, volcanoes, weird weather and factor in the relentless messing with stability; fracking and otherwise; THE COLLECTIVE IMPACT OF AGGREGATE HUMANITY UPON THE OVERALL CONDITIONS OF LIFE IS SIGNIFICANT. However... however... the X FACTOR, the unknown, is the critical arbiter of result because, irrespective of aggregate humanity, it is a matter of where the real power resides and that is going to be directly relevant to each particular little island, insofar as what it subscribes to; what it populates it with as operational importance, working on the level of details. The devil is not the only thing in the details and any physicist will tell you about the interplay of seeming opposites.

A horse, a bear, an elephant and many other creatures are far stronger than any human being. A chimpanzee, which is smaller than most people (especially these days) can overpower a human being with no trouble at all. However... however, a trained and focused human being can direct the force of any of these animals in all kinds of ways, overcoming whatever will to do otherwise which any of these creatures possesses. Keep this in mind when considering the negativity stir sticks and the galloping insanity of badly harnessed horses, veering off of the paved highway into the deep ditches of destruction; lured there by the singing sirens of sensation and appetite.

Like I never tire of saying, it all depends on who or what you rely on. It further depends on what you value, where your focus lies and what your intentions are; if you are consciously aware of these things and committed from the heart, in all respects, you will arrive at wherever and whatever, despite any and all opposition to the contrary. That’s just how it is. You can bank on it and some do. Some are willing to invest their very survival on what they feel assured to be true. Heh heh (not really laughing)... all kinds of people invest their very survival on things they know are not true but have talked themselves into. After all... there are always exceptions; n’est pas? Be an exception in the truest sense. Be exceptional. What do you rely on?


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Addendum;

I got a strange email from someone telling me that; something along the lines of “Wow! You sure do attract some weird people. It was in respect of  some mention made of me at some website called “The Shouter”. I’ve no idea of what that is and no attraction to go and look. Apparently it was critical of me. I observe everything that comes in and out of here and the negative comments run at about 1%. That’s been consistent overall. I know that my draw in the wider population is limited because I don’t have mass appeal. If anything, I depend too much of the unseen. I noted a posting yesterday by one annirgifan or whatever it’s called that listed a host of websites but mine wasn't there. Given who was there, I should have been. I've noticed the occasional censure that comes at me from that site; on rare occasions. Most of the time... most of the time, the censure and rejection is nearly always dependent on my consistent mention of the divine. It affects  my readership in the alternative sphere JUST AS MUCH as anywhere else. So what? I didn't come here hoping that Coca Cola would petition me for advertising space. How it is that a single comment translates into my attracting weird people; I couldn’t guess. Of course, there are more weird people than ever so...

While there is breath in my being I will forever refer to the ineffable and criticism be damned. In this one area, I KNOW what's what, as far as something being real or not. Just as soon as I am capable or 'allowed' to, I'm depositing ALL my marbles there and should I lose my marbles, that's where I want to lose them. I don't care what success may or may not come 'here'. I don't care whether I am marginalized or if, on occasion, some troubled soul seeks to set me up for whatever the reason. I've made my bed; not that I intend on sleeping in it (grin).

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Turkish Taffy Dancing Girls and Sugar Plum Fairies Melting in Macarthur Park.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

Karma and seeming coincidence and other imponderables can be fair surprising. This is why I recommend one leave good footprints; keeping in mind that none of us have been totally consistent about this but that NOW is always a good time to make that house policy. I know many a tale about people thousands of miles from where you might expect them to be, who ran into someone they never expected to run into and which might have been the reason they were thousands of miles away from where you might have expected them to be in the first place.

The point is, you can’t run from what’s coming for you. All you can do is change who you are and that might change the shape and potential of whatever is coming for you. It’s kind of like throwing a ball at a wall. The ball has left your hand. You can’t bring it back. What you can do is race toward the wall and catch it as quick as possible; given that each bounce is a mark of Karma on return.

Yesterday I wrote a posting about forgiveness. For some reason, people got the idea that this was somehow connected to Michael Vick. People do this sort of thing. If they have a strong opinion about something they will conspire in their own minds to find a way, any way to tie events and people together to suit their outrage about something. My posting was completely independent of Michael Vick other than him being a member of a certain football team. It was inspired by the spittle flecked venom (metaphorically speaking) of a commenter who is filled with hatred, not just for Michael Vick but for all kinds of things; at least that is how it looked to me, while using my intuition in the experience of reading the comment.

I guess I can see why people might have tied Michael Vick into the mix. He was the object of the fellow’s anger but… it would be obvious to any objective mind that his hatred wasn’t just about Vick. It was fueled by all sorts of things unspoken. What I was attempting to address was this person’s general state of mind, of which Vick was only a symptom. I wanted people to understand that all of the resentments and rage they carry with them is a circulating poison that will eventually prove fatal. I’m not asking people to forgive Michael Vick. I’m asking them to dig themselves and see if it might not be more healthy for them to release all this pent up rage and tension that is running around looking for a face to put to their anger; they don’t know why they are angry; not really and that is because they don’t know who they are.

I’m not angry. I don’t know how I got to this point. Certainly I was very angry some years ago; angry about things that happened to me that made no kind of sense. A lot of bad things that happened to me came about because I trusted the wrong people, or helped the wrong people. It’s always been a natural portion of my repertoire to help. In this sense I lacked discrimination. I have some amount of discrimination now. It came at a cost but… everything of lasting value does. It is my belief that I was able to release my anger from the hold it had on me by exercising forgiveness.

It isn’t my job to forgive Michael Vick. It isn’t me that he injured but… truth be told, I can forgive people for much worse than that. Forgiving someone doesn’t mean I condone what they did, or that I find their crimes insignificant. Forgiveness for me is exercising a portion of the compassion that has been exercised on me. I believe what Lao Tzu said; “compassion is a weapon from the sky against being dead.”

Every one of you is welcome to hold on to your memories of past offenses and injuries; your resentments and suspicions. These things are your business. They are not my business. You are welcome to believe what you like about me or anyone, for that matter. If what you believe is true, Whoomph! They it is. If it is not, what has it got to do with me or anyone else? It has only to do with you. I don’t want any part of moving through this world with a writhing bag of snakes in my heart. I’ll learn as I go and you will learn as you go… or you won’t and sure as night follows day, you will be delivered to that place where you WILL BE informed about what is what. Perhaps that will be right where you are now and perhaps it will be thousands of miles away at a place you never expected it to happen in. Regardless of the location, it WILL happen.

Mr. Apocalypse keeps right on rocking. You know that things like this were never meant to see the light of day. Can you imagine what those moving through the corridors of power must be thinking as they get advance notice (and they are getting advance notice) about what is coming for them? Can you imagine their panic as they scramble to secure both their reputations and their safety, as their minds are flushed with the knowing that this is not in their hands?

Opportunistic fools just can’t help themselves in their search for personal grandeur. Mr. Apocalypse has no problem helping them get there though. Of course, then you get conflicting tales which is what always happens when both sides are lying. The search for personal grandeur completely blinds people to how transparent they look as they wriggle and squirm, never knowing if they are going to pee or orgasm first, while they leave those all too telling snail tracks of ambition on the way.

Those snail tracks are like a hissing radioactive slime to the eyes of The Lords of Karma. What these fools see is Turkish Taffy Dancing Girls and Sugar Plum Fairies pirouetting in their minds with visions of a reality TV show; maybe an invite to Dancing with the Stars; a book deal, possibly some touching fluff and puff piece like this... this odious putrescent piece of slime. Whatever it will be, you may be sure the script will possess dialogue worse than the lyrics to Macarthur Park. retch)

It seems to me; course, that might only be me …that when people like this nurse and Mr. Strong and Not so Articulate get all hot and bothered about their fifteen minutes in the spotlight, they are not headed where they think they are and what is worse …AND this happens to a lot of people, who are more concerned about getting on stage than they are about what they will do once they get there- AND subsequently embarrassing themselves in front of the whole world, instead of just the few people who already know them for what they are, well… the possible downside never occurs to them. They’re like the monkey with his hand in the vase, gripping the avocado or mango. The monkey refuses to let go and it costs him his life.

Finer minds will spend their lives honing their craft, just in case they do get an opportunity to display it. Never were wannabes, have no such restraint. Eventually, I’m guessing they get on stage somewhere or in front of a camera somewhere …and get transmitted to an audience as clueless as themselves. Imagine the sort of fans you attract. You have to live with that and for some… it is enough because there definitely is no accounting for taste. Surely it is not politically correct of me to use this as an example. Political Correctness means that this is going to be the babysitter for your world view. Political Correctness is a bent kaleidoscope used under the influence of PCP. You find yourself getting angrier and angrier in the process but don't know why. Finally it leads to a situation where it takes six cops to bring you down.

Given, I don’t know much but there are a few things I know and one of them is that somewhere in the past, however distant (grin), I was like these people in one way or another and I should not let my present, great good fortune go to my head that I am not like them now. This is why Pity and Compassion and Forgiveness are more and more a greater part of my makeup. Like the American Express card (which I don’t have), I don’t leave home without (it) them, nor do I have a home anyway. I might be temporarily stationed somewhere but only for so long as needs be. That bouncing ball and all that seeming coincidence relates to something that remains a mystery to most people who are here and in most cases it is a mystery because, if it were not, they would have to change all kinds of things they are unwilling to change.

I should have expected the reactions. It’s an unfortunate part of human nature. What surprised me was how people associated the mere mention of a name with a plea for forgiveness. That was never on the table. People are all so ready to condemn and judge; though they cannot possibly know all of what was involved in whatever brought anyone to so many of the unfortunate moments we hear about every day. Certainly, I still fail at this sort of thing; not like I did in former times though. Heck, the evidence of my judgmental nature is right here in this posting but I implore you, for your own sake… move forward expeditiously and catch that ball.


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A Snake Handling Tent Revival with the Gaboon Vipers of Zion

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May your noses always be cold and wet.

You think you have the measure of the Gaboon Vipers of Zion. You kind of know that Bill Gates is a bloodsucking vampire bat but you probably didn't measure him for a screaming child murder headline; meaning many, many children, dead... or worse. You probably know that all these so called philanthropists are not philanthropists, that George Soros is an epic serial killer; that most of these people giving away the stray nickels from their bottomless pockets are employers of torture squads, death squads and even cheerleader squads of PR whores that they dress up for whatever lies they want told. It don’t matter. If the money is right we can talk all night.

Now that the Republicans; the party that starts wars, as opposed to the party that fights wars, are sitting center stage and dreaming about strap-on action over at the Mayflower Hotel, well... As we know, generally The Republicans are alcoholics and The Democrats, although they have plenty of drunks on their side of the isle, are the ones most likely to be behind marijuana reform. Now that the other guys are ‘seemingly’ in power, you’ll see more of this kind of hysteria. The level of hype is so great you can outright feel it.

Of course, the Republicans are not in charge and neither are the Democrats. The Bankers are in charge. When Holy Wars get launched, it’s The Bankers doing it. When Race Wars get instigated it’s The Bankers doing it. When The Shmoos at the media circus start howling about the Russians, it’s the Bankers that are paying for it and all of it is managed distraction because their mismanagement of the economy has gotten so bad that they are torturing perceptions in a non stop frenzy to protect themselves from public rage and their theory is... if they create the impression that someone else is the problem then they can take the heat off of themselves for the moment but... the problem is... The Bankers. The Bankers are the problem.

When Zio-Ogre, Poroshenko, greenlights the massacre of Eastern Ukrainians, being front end loaded into anonymous mass graves, it’s the Bankers that are behind it. Until the Bankers are brought to heel and rendered powerless in all of their activities, there will be no justice and no peace. Monsanto does nothing without Banker authority. Monsanto was founded by Banker Kindred. Presidents, lawmakers, highly placed members of the judiciary, military brass, intelligence agencies; none of these do anything without Banker go ahead.

Public perception is everything. What the public is convinced of becomes the atmosphere of reality. It isn’t real, of course, but it appears to be real. Perception sends thousands of deluded men into bloody trenches. Perception is the cause of men hanging on the wire at arbitrary border lines. Perception sets everyone against their neighbor. Perception turns those entrusted ‘to serve and protect’ into those who plunder and abuse. As long as people can be convinced that they have the law on their side then there is no law, there is only the triumph of material gain over the needs of humanity. There ceases to be humanity. Humanity is adjudged to be against the law; feeding the homeless.

The level of corruption and abuse in operation, from coast to coast in the first world, is truly impressive. Bankers, operating through government agencies, like the IRS, can literally steal the resources of small business. They’re doing it AND where does this money wind up? It winds up in banks. Government is nothing more than the enforcement arm of the banking industry. Everyone serving in government has been vetted for their position by The Bankers.

When Palestinians are set on fire with white phosphorus, or herded into buildings at gunpoint and are then blown up by IDF munitions, it is The Bankers who give the orders. When legislation comes on the table to give out mandatory sentences of 20 years for throwing stones, it is The Bankers who set that in motion.

The founding of the Central Banks was the number one goal of The Bankers. They set that in motion early. They lost it and then they forced it back into existence. Presidents have been threatened and also assassinated over it. Powerful men and women in important positions tremble when bankers speak. They know what might happen; what will happen, if they do not follow orders.

Out there... out there on the surface... the high rollers in the high life gather at those exclusive and expensive watering holes. They talk a whole lot of shit, while they preen and pose in their imagined importance. They wine and dine. They copulate with the soulless husks for hire. They turn on each other. They plot and strategize but none of it means anything without Banker Imprimatur.. Banker Imprimatur comes down on the spiritual being of the damned like a branding iron. The spirit is seared. It is the indelible imprint of the hijacked spirit informing matter.

If it were simply a matter of what people could be convinced of, it would be, ‘game over’ but... The Archetypes have the last word. When the cosmic clock turns, the automatic changes flower into reality and they take no mind of Bankers or Armies. They take no mind of wealth or temporary power. The times in which these things flourished, to the advantage of those empowered to milk the system, are passing and no one and nothing can compel the times to stay and continue as they were. That time is on its way out the door and with it goes all that the once mighty depended on. They will find themselves alone in an empty field with no one but Saturn to keep them company.

If you are distraught by the heaviness and confusion of the times, do not be alarmed. Do NOT let the power of appearances act upon your belief of what is real. None of this is. It has pumped itself up into a bombastic creature of empty sound and fury and in the end it will, truly, signify... nothing. All of this has been a long time coming. Those whose fierce and taloned grasp of the public's perceptions; their resources, their sense of well being, their hopes and fears, which has been, for so long, a fabricated illusion ...is now in tatters. The cosmic clock ticks inexorably toward that destined denouement. Try as they might they cannot hold back the tide of change. A new world is coming and an old world is going and both of these are attended by the faithful who have put their trust in either.

The Gates of Hell have opened wide, to suck the Bankers down inside. The Bankers and their demented kin are walking in. Across the vastness of history, barely a footnote remains as evidence that any of the long forgotten empires ever were here. Hundreds and thousands of years of power and glory are now nothing more than compressed coal, frozen in the dark places of the world. A handful of books remain that speak of civilizations of which no physical evidence remains. Gone... all gone. It’s a mystery to all of those who are a mystery to themselves and it is no mystery at all to those who understand the nature of cycles and the natural order of coming and going. Like The Prophet said; “to every time there is a purpose under Heaven... yadda yadda yadda.


Have a wonderful day.


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