Thursday, September 28, 2017

Religion is a Carnival Mask set Upon the Ever Shifting Features of Mystery.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

The fashion industry is a world unto itself while permeating the world entire, basically saturating it. It's run by men who hate women and men who like children for recreational sex and as a part of one of the essential tenets of Satanism, which is the despoliation of innocence. That is a really big feature of Satanic practice. Pizzagate is one of the biggest revelations to come around. In reading the article one is filled with a sense of wonderment as to why the Clintons bought so many pizzas from Comet Ping Pong; or maybe not.

I often wondered why Mick Jagger and so many rock gods were always present at the fashion shows. Here we have one of the latest taking place inside a Catholic Church in London. Could it possibly be more blatant? Except for the recorded performance of a full blown orgy, I suspect not.

If you travel to any of the big time celebrity websites you see very little of real musicians. You see exclusively rap performers, though the larger majority of us are not listening to it. It is what I call weaponized culture, where what is not music, not art and not literature and all the rest of similar perversities are celebrated and mainstreamed. One of the most effective tools of brainwashing and negative mind programming, is constant repetition; constant presentation before the senses, both obviously and subliminally. It comes in orchestrated waves of influence. All of what had previously been censured is now being remarkably rehabilitated before our eyes. It is not only being rehabilitated but celebrated as well and where normal behavior is a threat to any of it, normal behavior is now censured.

What we need to understand is that this is a war ...but it is not a war where the important feature is that the war is won. The important feature is the souls that are lost, or won, depending on how you measure such things, or from which side of the war you are on. You're on one side or the other, if only by default, due to that ancient axiom of jurisprudence; ignorantia legis neminem excusat. I thought putting it in the original Latin would give it a more archaic or timeworn provenance (grin). What it means is that just because you don't know what is going on doesn't mean that your not knowing what is going on excuses you from an appointed position in the mix.

Once again, it is not about winning this war. This war goes on and on, for so long as there are souls in trial in the material realm. It is no accident that we are composed of warring elements. Therefore it should come as no surprise that this world is a theater of perpetual conflict. The mind is the seat of reason, should reason be present and the heart is the seat of passion. The finest expression of passion is Love. The mind has several tools and one of its best is logic, where reason is seated in true judgment. I say this because it is possible to reason anything if one's judgment is corrupt and logic can be employed to any end that a perverted judgment and reason chooses to employ it. One need look no further than lawyers in this regard. We've heard the phrase, “first we kill all the lawyers”. Actually, the full phrase is, “the first thing we do let's kill all the lawyers.” We have also heard, "Man will never be free until the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest." These are all fruits of the observations of poisoned reason and logic in action, when they are applied to the affairs of social order and most especially the religious needs and aspirations of the people. I say 'needs' because deep in the heart of all is a yearning for our eternal home. However our needs are not for religious panoply. Our needs are for spiritual truth and succor. This, religion does not supply. Religion is the carnival mask put on the ever shifting features of mystery constructed for the commerce of those self appointed to the task of deciphering it.

The one vested with the power of revelation is not a religious charlatan. This I do not say to imply that everyone who works for a religious organization is a charlatan. The majority are simply uninformed. One can pour over volumes of purported teachings and philosophies and become very knowledgeable but it won't do a lick of good, beyond informing one that knowledge is critically limited when it comes to the ineffable. Not a word has ever been written to accurately define the supreme being, except where it has been said that it is unknown and beyond the comprehension of mortals. To my understanding, Lao Tzu said it best when it relates to the mind's capacity and the nature of the world. Jesus Christ said it best when it came to the heart's capacity and best direction.

When a culture is in decline it always shows the same trends, whether it be the fading glory of Rome or modern day America. Eventually the society is owned and controlled by the worst of us and bread and circuses becomes the necessary distractions to keep the population in line. Of all the examples I can give, certainly the Lingerie Football League qualifies as one.

I have no real qualifications in respect of what I do. I'm well read. That much is true, but I never even finished the 11th grade and I've certainly never been a respected member of society but I do love the ineffable and I have found that that is enough. So I will tell you as clearly and simply as I know how to do. No... let Lao Tzu say it. He is far more accomplished than I;

“Leave off fine learning! End the nuisance
Of saying yes to this and perhaps to that,
Distinctions with how little difference!
Categorical this, categorical that,
What slightest use are they!
If one man leads, another must follow,
How silly that is and how false!
Yet conventional men lead an easy life
With all their days feast days,
A constant spring visit to the Tall Tower,
While I am a simpleton, a do-nothing,
Not big enough yet to raise a hand,
Not grown enough to smile,
A homeless, worthless waif.
Men of the world have a surplus of goods,
While I am left out, owning nothing.
What a booby I must be
Not to know my way round,
What a fool!
The average man is so crisp and so confident
That I ought to be miserable
Going on and on like the sea,
Drifting nowhere.
All these people are making their mark in the world,
While I, pig-headed, awkward,
Different from the rest,
Am only a glorious infant still nursing at the breast.”

Mind the elegant beauty of it. Consider the inarguable truth of it. There is nothing more for one to learn than that which was put forth by the master all these centuries ago, “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbor as thyself.” If you can accomplish this and stand guard at the gateway of your mind, you will have no concerns for the moment you are in, nor the future that appears to lie ahead but which you will see nothing of except in the moment you are in.

It is a wonder to me; the compassion of the almighty. The divine sees with a vision, vaster than I will ever comprehend and knows with a certitude so far beyond my own that I cannot imagine it. Knowing that what lies beyond my knowing is real. Knowing that it is, though I will never understand or grasp it, is all that I will ever need. Though it lies forever upon the further horizon, I will strive after it, simply because there is nothing else to strive for. Once one has felt, however briefly, the majesty of the everlasting ineffable, there is nothing that can satisfy the hunger of an awakened heart. One can never return to the follies of the past.

God is real and... given that, what else remains except to draw as close as one can manage, or be permitted to come? We are promised salvation. That promise remains throughout the ages, regardless of our circumstances at any time. We have only to set our feet upon the way back and we will be guided every step of the way.

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Friday, September 22, 2017

The World Around Us and... the Greater World Within.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I've been noticing a trend of late. As you know, trends are a big deal to me, probably bigger than is apparent here. The same goes for Phrenology and you can find a lot out about it here. Let's add a little irony and have you check out item number 3 in the list just below the one first mentioned. That's interesting, isn't it? Heh heh...

Okay... as Jackie Gleason used to say, “and away we goooooh!” I used to love Jackie Gleason. For a heavy set man he was incredibly acrobatic and agile and boy! Could he drink? Uh... yeah. There is a story told about him. He was on the golf course one day and he liked to take one of those collapsible directors chairs with him. On this occasion he was sitting on the edge of a hill with his usual drink in his hand and... for whatever the reason (maybe he was drunk?) he fell over backwards and rolled head over heels and did not spill his drink. He rose up and emptied it. I don't know if he said anything or not but... that was statement enough. Maybe I had a reason for saying that and maybe not. True story. I remember reading that Gurdjieff drank 24 shots of liquor every day, mostly in his coffee. It was anecdotal. I don't know if it is true or not. What I do know is that the ineffable empowers people to do all sorts of things with apparently very little damage for whatever his reasons are. I am living proof of that though, I do not take it for granted.

One of the best and most well informed writers these days is Gilad Atzmon, whom I also count among my friends. He has a wealth of anecdotal information and this is but one example. He is also responsible for my learning something that I have never forgotten. It was a lesson similar to the one I got from my girlfriend Svargo a few decades ago. I had developed a dislike for Gilad. I won't go into the details. However... I was invited to speak in London at a convention by my friend Tyler and Gilad was also on the menu. I remember walking up some steps and he was at the top of them. The way he greeted me is something I have never forgotten and through the course of that day we saw how many similarities we had in common. Suffice to say we spent a lot of time together and I got to meet his wonderful family as well. That taught me a lesson I have not forgotten. Concerning Svargo, one day we were discussing something and I made a comment and she said, “You're wrong.” I was absolutely sure I was right and imagine my surprise when I found out that I was wrong. Six weeks later, the same thing happened again. I know the ineffable set that up. On both occasions I was completely convinced and... I was wrong. I have never forgotten that. Svargo saved my life by being with me in the most critical part of it. That was the ineffable at work again.

Why have I mentioned this? Too many of us do not realize that the ineffable is intimately involved in EVERY aspect of our lives. Nothing happens in our life that the ineffable is not aware of and if we would only recognize that and live with that awareness uppermost in our minds, the ineffable will also become proactive in our lives. Perhaps he always has been but with a little effort on our part, it can become noticeable.

If ever there were a time to begin to take this seriously, it is now. Certain social phenomena are becoming more and more manifest due to programming coming into the minds of those who have no command over their minds or their hearts. Here is a classic example of the profane, the ridiculous and disingenuously deceptive, playing on hot button issues as a defense against really bad behavior. The comments at youtube says it all and illustrates the tensions burbling beneath the surface of this alcoholic and narcotic wet dream of a declining culture.

I don't want to be part of the problem. I don't want to be one more person yelling into a mob of people also yelling. From what I see of the trends we are only in the beginning of what will soon be more common than 'most of us' would like and it is because not enough of us are engaged in letting our light shine and letting the ineffable live our lives through us. It is far easier than one might suspect and it is far more powerful than one might suspect. If you make the effort to greet everyone as if the ineffable were greeting them and you look into their eyes in search of the ineffable, you will find the ineffable because there is no life in anyone that the ineffable does not make possible. Every moment of every life is an opportunity to change yourself and to change the world.

We touch, affect and influence everyone we meet. We touch, affect and influence everyone in the radius of our passage, whether we know this or not. The vibration of our being extends far out from our physical form and especially when the ineffable is growing in power within us in every moment that we get out of the ineffable's way.

The same way that a plague of disease and ignorance and rage can spread through a population, so can love. Love is by far the most viral and powerful contagion of them all and we increase our sphere of influence by magnitudes as we simply practice love. We don't have to say a word and when we do it can be so wonderful if we let the ineffable guide and inspire it. Each time I go into a store I make it a point to see the people around me; the customers, the cashiers who have been there for hours, the ones who frown because of the conditions of their jobs or the ongoing indifference of the customers going by each day, the thought of the conflicts at home and a thousand other things. I know they are all suffering because, as the Buddha said, “All life is pain caused by ignorant desire.” So... what I try to do is to touch those cashiers and customers at every opportunity, to make them smile and even laugh. I go into those stores and walk on the sidewalks outside and I am singing, audibly. I was with my friend in the supermarket a couple of weeks ago and I was just leaving the checkout location when this woman came up to me and said, “Thank you.” I asked her what for and she said, “for singing. I used to do that all the time but I started feeling strange and hearing you today made me laugh and I started singing too, so thank you very much for reminding me how powerful that can be.” I thanked her and walked away, very much moved by what she had said. My friend and I looked at each other. We didn't have to say a thing, silently Wow! passed between us. Similar experiences have taken place and they increase in numbers as I practice getting out of the way.

This kind of activity REALLY makes a difference and if only a small amount of us act in kind it can change the world and what it really amounts to is changing ourselves. Like all of us, when I was ignorant of the living truth of what makes life possible, I acted in a selfish manner and I did a lot of stupid things but it doesn't matter what we did on our way to finding the Lord of Perfection and the forgiving heart of the master of all things. What matters is how we answer for that forgiveness and the investment made in us. It is not possible for me to articulate what love has done for me but I can surely say that it has given me the impetus to share it at every turn. There's nothing like it and all the credit goes to the one who made it possible and who makes it possible for every one of us.

When we move through the world, we need to recognize that EVERY situation is a golden opportunity to touch a life. It is made so much easier when we possess the certain conviction that everyone we meet is ourselves at another point in our evolution to an unshakable union with the ineffable. One single individual who is committed to this exceeds a much larger number of selfish acts that happen every day. Look at all the great things achieved in this world by a small group of people and sometimes by one person alone, though I am of the opinion that no one does it alone.

How do I communicate the force and power of letting love move from you into the world around you? I know there are people who will never trust me for whatever their reasons may be and that is of no consequence to me. I know where I am coming from and the joy that it gives me cannot be measured by any instrument that exists. As the Buddha said and I paraphrase, 'only pursue a wrong doer to show him the way'. Well... the ineffable pursued me. I cannot outrun God, who is at the beginning and end of all things, nor do I want to. I am simply an undeserving recipient of grace and ALL of us have this available to us should we seek to live it. It isn't easy, especially in the beginning. It only becomes easy when we are no longer the one doing it.

Let love rise in you and burn away everything that stands in the way of love's fullest expression and you will never regret having done so.


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Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Unshakable Assurance; one of The Greatest Gifts Anyone Can Possess.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I had told myself I would not return to the dis-United States. My first efforts at avoiding that were a disaster resulting in a broken hip and a loss of most of my revenue, stashed at odd moments in anticipation of what I had been told was coming and then I was shown you can't rely on any plans you may have made yourself; as has been the case through my life... and from what I understand, the lives of many of you as well.

Then I thought, perhaps Hawaii, which lured at me like a siren's song backed by a Brazilian jazz trio; the promise of old friendships and creative collaborations That ended badly as well and... for some reason, thefts... this time stripped me of nearly everything I had left. Then the ineffable stepped in and said, “all of these conditions are now past and you will not suffer them again. A new chapter is begun.” So it came to pass and has continued to this point. What's the message in all of this? The message is what I should have learned a long time ago and it was what I had been being told for several years already, “Rely on me.” IF a person who is told this... or IF there is a person who KNOWS this then... one's concerns cease the moment this has been sincerely set in motion. If a person hears this and does not advantage themselves of it, then circumstances will be initiated to bring that person into a fuller awareness of the inevitability of it taking place and... those circumstances can be onerous, depending on how hard headed one is... or whatever the reasons may be. I speak from direct experience in this regard.

It is only later... unfortunately... when we realize that we were being guided and that we had strayed. Oh... it could have been with the best of intentions and it could have been free of any selfish intent but... it was not what would have happened if we had left it in the care of the one who is at the beginning and end of everything. I was once told... and not that long ago... “do not concern yourself with good and evil anymore. These are arbitrary at best and exist at the whim of those setting the general parameters for the public cooperation in the fulfilling of their agenda. The real nature and essence of good and evil are only known to the ineffable and for those who reside beneath the shelter of his protection they are of no concern.”

You are going to find at these blogs that they will be increasingly more and more about the divine and how he has chosen to inform the writer and what he has chosen to inform him of, within the limitations of what the writer is able to understand. When commentary about the world and its doings appear in these blogs, it will be only to illustrate them through the ever adjusting lens of perception, concerning what the ineffable has chosen to reveal to the writer. We can make no claim to being correct about anything. We just do the best we can and if you have come this far with us then you trust us to some degree. I recommend that you do not trust us or anyone, completely. If you are human, the capacity for error is always present. This is why the ancient wise have always admonished us to test the integrity of everything we choose to believe. Accept nothing without inquiry. You are a fool if you do.

I encourage the readers to seek for the ineffable within, with an intensity greater than their passion for, or curiosity about, anything else. Perhaps you are aware of the reason for this, perhaps not. We will seek to clear that up now; anything you seek... anything you wish for... anything you desire and so much that there is, which you are, as yet, unaware of, are in the possession of the ineffable AND none of them can be appreciated or enjoyed without the consent of the ineffable. Lacking that... it would be better that you had never acquired any of it at all. Depending on how badly you wanted it, that is how great the disappointment will be.

Not only are these statements true about the ineffable but it is important to note that the ineffable is intimately aware of you in a way greater than you are or may ever be. Because of this, the ineffable knows what is best for you, personally (as opposed to what the case may be for anyone else... and it is different in every case), so... why would anyone, so informed, take any other action except to place their life and destiny and fate in the hands of the ineffable, if it is true that the ineffable knows all (and he does) and has limitless power (and he does) and means well on our behalf (which he does) and can and will act in our interest to the degree that we place our interests in the competent hands of the ineffable? And... this is true. This is true.

One would have to be insane or deluded (and most of us are) to do anything other than to commit ourselves to the far greater wisdom and intelligence of the ineffable on our behalf. If one were motivated to read the statements made by Jesus Christ as an avatar, Lord Krishna as the Supreme Personality of God, of any mystic or poet from Lao Tzu to Rumi, or any philosopher from Soren Kierkegaard to Ralph Waldo Emerson and so many from the ancient times, they all, in one fashion or another, speak to the greatness of the ineffable and the wisdom of surrender to the ineffable.

Speaking only for myself, I will state unequivocally that among those just named are some number of men who were and perhaps always will be wiser than I. I have discovered the truth of this; the greatness of the ineffable and the wisdom of surrender to the ineffable. Imagine the more extreme clarity of these other minds in respect of the ineffable. Since I have found to be true what all of them proclaimed to be true... well, I also consider 'these truths to be self evident' depending on what your 'self' is so... there's no hesitation on my part, not now. I wonder why there ever was? There are forces loose in this world and... in us, should they find access and they do find access. It is all a part of 'innocence lost'. This, it seems, we could not evade but... innocence regained... regenerated innocence, then becomes the goal of one's existence, unless it is not and sadly, far too often these days, it is not.

Did I discover something earthshaking and new? NO... I did not, except as regards myself. Otherwise, I have simply had what I already knew in the way that I knew it, made clear to me in a way it had not been previously. I have also had the affirmations of all those great minds brought to my attention in a unique and powerful way. How could I have been so stupid and confused? This is what I ask myself. How is it that I persisted in traveling on a course with no fixed destination, when the greatest architect of all had offered to chart my course? There are forces loose in the world around us and within us, when they have access and that accounts for all that we are when we are not ourselves. Herein is the problem with the world we live in and those who live in the world. They are not themselves, although the world is exactly what it is; the perpetuating mask that obscures the light of the ineffable and that is why we must seek it's shining within. It is not in the world. It is not in some deep cavern, at the bottom of the sea, or anywhere else but within you and it is hidden within, as well as if it were hidden somewhere in the world and we did not know where it was.

The light within has a homing device that begins to operate the moment our attention is turned toward the discovery of it. There is a way that is certain and direct but... we are neither certain, nor direct, except in very special cases and so we are led... in part by the compassionate heart of the ineffable and in part via our own fumbling presumptions on where it may lie and what we have told ourselves it is composed of. In both cases we are destined to be proven wrong and the sooner we make ourselves aware of that or allow ourselves to be made aware of it, the sooner we find ourselves on the direct and certain way, while becoming one of those special cases.

Our minds are the playground of a monkey and our desires are the hungers of a dog. Neither the monkey nor the dog are capable of comprehending what needs to be understood. The dog is capable of absolute loyalty and it is here where the dog can prove fortunate by having the right master. The monkey, were it capable of becoming still, would no longer be a monkey.

I hope this departure from what you might usually expect at Smoking Mirrors has not proven to be a disappointment. I look forward with the keenest hope that the practice of the presence of the ineffable and the love of the ineffable will consume your heart and mind and grant you that unshakable assurance which is one of the most priceless possessions anyone can acquire.


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Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Israel did 911. This is True the Day After as it Was the Day Before.

Dog Poet Trans (Alfred E) Neumanizing- Zionist Neo Con 9/11 Orchestrating, with the Masses Somnambulistically Masturbating as... day after day after day the Zombie Nation marches on in lockstep.......

I had nothing to say yesterday. I knew that the day belonged to clueless buffoons, scratching those places where the glue meet the polyester under the toupee on their scalps. They probably made solemn speeches about America's resilience after being attacked by a handful of cave dwelling Arabs who had nothing to do with any of it but Israel did. The Neo-Cons at PNAC and a bunch of Israeli companies like Odigo and Comverse did and a bunch of Israeli politicians did and Mossad operatives who were living on the top floors of the Twin Towers and who were involved in wiring the building did and a handful of Israelis, celebrating across the river did and you can be sure that this is Anti-Semitic because it's true and the truth is anti-Semitic but as is usually the case, the whole affair is laden with irony because the perpetrators aren't Semitic, they just claim to be.

Israel did 9/11 and you can pick any one of the in depth articles about it. You might want to skip the Wikipedia article. Jimmy Wales is probably not onboard with the truth and he's got his reasons I am sure. Yeah... Jimmy Wales knows which side of his bread is buttered and what it's buttered with and I can definitely believe that it's not butter.

I suppose one could take a look at the work of one of the chief truthtellers and best researchers on the planet- Christopher Bollen- when it come to Israel having done 9/11. If the members of this Satanic organization, founded on the lynching of a rape murderer, don't like Christopher then he's probably telling the truth. Yeah... he's had a lot to say about it.

Between fabricating a holocaust lie to cover for their killing of tens of millions in Russia via their Bolshevik Revolution and their job as the exterminators of Christians, via being executioners for the Cheka, where they composed two thirds of the membership, and the transformation of Amerika into a police state through their engineering of the 9/11 attacks, one would have to say they've made some significant contributions to a severe diminishment in the quality of life around the world.

Their theft of Palestine from the legitimate inhabitants and the following, ugly genocide of an entire people, speaks clearly and convincingly to their utter lack of humanity. In Wikipedia's upcoming fund raising drive, Jimmy Wales is giving away a Talmud coloring book with illustrations of Jesus Christ swimming in boiling excrement and the Virgin Mary hooking on the steps of a Christian church. As you know, in the alleged Jewish Holy Book, The Talmud, it is recorded that Christ is in Hell being boiled in excrement and that Mother Mary is a whore. I am hard pressed to come up with another religious tome from any tradition from any time where anything similar is to be found.

How is it that they have gotten away (so far) with 9/11 and not being internationally exposed for fabricating their holocaust, in order to create a victim industry that, so far has netted them thousands of billions of dollars in cash, influence and undeserved protected species status? Why is it that politicians and powerful individuals in the know have not come forward to state what is clearly known to them all? The devil, who is God as he is preceived by the wicked, is the ruler of appearances in the manifest realm and therefore powerful forces are at work to perpetuate the spinning wheel of lies as it weaves the carpet of deception that covers the eyes of the world.

We've said all of these things many times before and we've said them enough that they don't need to be repeated as often as was once the case. However, following the annual gathering of sold out whores, who celebrate the absurd official lie about what took place on 9/11, it is required that the truth be presented as a counterpoint to the twisted fantasies of these sad and doomed defilers of life ...as it might have been. ISRAEL DID 9/11! ISRAEL DID 9/11! ISRAEL DID 9/11! The HOLOCAUST IS A LIE! but not the holocausts that they committed. These are not a lie and history records them, every one.

Saying these things is not a good career move, I realize this but I'm not going anywhere that they will have any following influence. You get to make a choice. You can kneel and kiss the flaming sphincter or stand visibly on behalf of the invisible. The good news is that the only thing one should fear from lies is telling them. There have been many who have given their lives on behalf of the truth and been instantaneously reborn in a place where death has no influence or power.

It is one thing to have the favor of any regent in this realm and another thing entirely to have the favor of the regent of all realms. Once again; “If God is for me, who can be against me?” or... “greater is that which is within you than that which is in the world.” So... what do you do? Do you accept the appearance of strength from what has no substance? Is the ineffable real or not? This is a question you must answer for yourself. People do not realize how great is the power that sleeps within them, nor do they realize what happens when it wakes up. Agitate and irritate the sleeper within. Trouble the sleep of the divine with your meddlesome prayers. Be relentless! Make him shout, “Don't make me come down there!” That is most certainly the result that you want. The ineffable is notorious for giving you things to distract you from troubling him. He'll offer you the world and everything in it and none of it, nor all of it together, is worth having unless the one who is empowered to enjoy everything is resident within. Otherwise all you have is a mouthful of ashes.

ISRAEL DID 9/11! If you don't know this by now there are only a few reasons; you don't care. You are a coward, or you are a prime candidate for a Darwin Award. I suspect it is not so much what one has done in this life that they regret as much as what they did not do. We get so concerned about what others think of us and forget how important it is what we think of ourselves. I don't think we can think much of ourselves if we play dead whenever the truth rears its inconvenient head. Sure the Satanists own the press and they painted serious constitutionalists as white supremacists in Charlottesville and the Zionist mayor and BLM deputy mayor ordered the police to stand by and not interfere as the Antifa thugs attacked anyone who wasn't wearing a mask and didn't have clubs and pepper spray. Yeah... I could see where that might be troublesome if you were the sort to get antsy about the Bill of Rights and Freedom of Speech but since I am such a one and right here in this moment I am saying what I would say anywhere and Antifa might not like it and George Soros, the one who funds all these anti-human organizations, might not like it but... so it is.

One can be forgiven for not knowing what is going on. It's hard to see clearly with your head in the sand but the good news is that your ass is in the air, so anyone looking to communicate with you can reach you in some unmistakable way and you won't be completely out of the loop. Here's a nice little conundrum. In Myanmar, the British who usually represent the colonialist perspective, while mouthing the politically correct, gender bent, Hanna Barbera cartoon fantasies of the moment, have come out with the usual hand wringing anxieties about how former Nobel laureate, Aung San Suu Kyi's military wing are
genociding the Rohingyas in Myanmar. Then you go to a less farcical news source and you find there is an entirely different perspective. I suppose we can be forgiven for not knowing what the fuck is going on... some of us anyway. This doesn't include those who don't care one way or the other but they won't be a problem since they're under the big tent in Twitter, hammering their cell phone like a Medieval blacksmith, or maybe a member of the bastard royalty at King's Landing; don't worry, he isn't there anymore, last I heard he was out searching for a White Walker that they could bring to Circe and convince her they were a bigger threat that the general threats going. Maybe we're better off living in a world that doesn't exist, instead of the one that went off the rails awhile ago because no one was paying any attention, except for the people running it off the rails.

Well, I'm running out of space and anyone who comes here already knows what I have to say and where I'm coming from. This posting was just my way of calling attention to the truths that are routinely ignored by the people who find the truth to be an unwelcome house guest. Party on dude!

Let's wrap this up and meditate for just a brief moment on the oxycondin armies of darkness, as they march off into uh... darkness? Yeah... darkness. Embrace the light my friends, it is on the way.


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Saturday, September 2, 2017

Stupid, Vain, Celebrity-Crazed and the Rest of The Ugly Dwarfs are Gunning for Normal.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Of course it is top of the virtual fold on NBC news. It is even in the 'recommended' section. It is about how an obviously programmed little boy's mother who has been programming her son, threw a shit fit about her 3 year old son not being allowed to be Princess for a Day at Disneyland in Paris. The mother is from England and the news medium you are seeing it on is American. It is an article and also a mainstream video offering. Both of these are featured at the top of the page. They are really gunning for Normal and they are going to use Stupid, Vain, Celebrity-Crazed and the rest of the Seven Ugly Dwarfs to get Normal. Normal is in deep shit.

What they are hoping for; the parents, is that the very wealthy gay industry will produce a fully funded childhood for the kid and perhaps a scholarship to the Tel Aviv Preparatory Academy for Witless Gentiles in Sexual Transition. Why would I suggest the possibility that such a school exists in that location? Maybe this short listing of organizations exclusively for The Chosen might explain it. And perhaps looking at the 'religion' listing here might explain further, keeping in mind the disparity in numbers in actual population. It gets weirder and weirder but you ain't seen weird yet.

Whether its dangerous migrants or sexual mores that they are 'pushing' on the rest of the world, Israel isn't taking them and Israel isn't legitimizing it.

The power and force of a particular cabal of Associated Atheists is strong indeed. You might ask why there is not at the very least an equal number of representatives from the 99% plus of everyone else. They don't permit it. Everything that is geared to become viral and profitable is either co-opted by them or filtered out and replaced by an unreasonable facsimile. What happened with Facebook; who really put it together and who then stole it speaks volumes. Sooner or later Push and Shove are going to wind up in a steel cage match. Mr Apocalypse will be the referee. Otherwise... and as is usual, whichever member of the tag team not in the ring does the officiating, unless it is the other guys, then there is no referee. I think the appropriate phrase is, 'screwed if you do and screwed if you don't but... look on the bright side, at least you get screwed and don't have to worry about a date for Saturday night ♫looking for the heart of Saturday night♫

You really need to get your head properly attached, lest certain someones unscrew it and dance on the wires. If you are capable of this then you can see some part of the big picture and intuit the rest. The predators have put themselves front row and center. They've done this, motivated by the usual arrogance that attends the mindset of those who think they have all their bases covered but... as pride does indeed go before a fall, there are mysterious (to some) cosmic verities eternally at work and they apply to one and all and most especially to those who think they are above any sort of justice whatsoever and believe they can act more and more outrageously with impunity.

Of course, it is possible they might take a large number of the, formerly, human race down with them but that's the meaning of collateral damage when you don't have the right collateral. My plan is to trust the one running the whole show, regardless of whether he comes descending out of the heavens more light intensive than the sun, or whether he sits behind the dark lord and puppeteers him through his paces. Of course, I am more partial to the ineffable rising in my heart, as opposed to manifesting in some outward fashion, which is usually the province of the one being puppeted. Two things make the puppet seem autonomous; Fear and Desire. One might glean a great deal of wisdom from the inquiry into just what kind of Fear and what kind of Desire gives one that impression of autonomy.

In ancient wisdom schools one was brought face to face with certain archetypal realities. In some cases, failure resulted in death. In these times of darkness, the esoteric brotherhoods have retreated into the far reaches of the planet. It's dangerous and unpredictable all over and almost no one is listening or interested in what they have to offer these days. I suspect that is the relevant feature of their retreat.

The world is now a swirling morass of toxic influences. Millions are thumbhumping cellphones through every waking moment; if you could call those periods 'waking moments', given the amount of cluelessness, resulting in hundreds of thousands of accidents. I scrolled down for quite awhile but the page never ended. They are saying one in four car accidents are caused by cellphone fixation. The statistics are off the charts and these are just the accidents caused inside a car. Imagine how many other casualties and injuries are taking place by other means; all related to the cellphone obsession.

The larger portion of internet traffic is porn. Meanwhile, sexual dysfunction has transformed into a true holocaust and it is being whipped into a frenzy by the usual suspects. It is palpably insane that people would be arguing about transsexuals in the military. The idea of it is a cartoon. If you don't like the movement to redo the Statue of Liberty into a dominitrix lesbian, Hell's Angel Leather Nun with chest hair, then the Tim Cook funded, Apple Pederasts for Ipad Buggery and Satanic Rothschild run, J.P. Morgan's, '6 Fags over Kiddie Diddler Nation' are going to unleash their cross dressing pitbull, The Southern Poverty Law Center on your ass; literally.

Dropping out of sight like a stone, or never even registered at all are the amazing videos of masked and armored Antifa thugs at Berkeley and other locations, savagely beating everyone in reach. It was so bad that even Nancy Pelosi had to come out of the backroom betting gallery where her husband and his cronies loot the state of its resources, to say “mumble mumble (disingenuously dissembling)... ah... ah... (snort) it looks like unidentified bad guys have inserted themselves among these peace loving social justice muckers... ah... ah... has anyone got a Haldol?” Of course the videos show a seriously large collection of, all in black and masked modern day Jacobins with clubs, wailing away with no other types in sight. You can find a lot of examples of this at youtube, or Fox News.

It's true that a significant number of these violent lunatics are hired at 25 dollars an hour off of Craig's List' or paid out of one of the many funds set up by George Soros for this purpose but... a good portion are college students from the militant wings of LGBTQRSTUVWXYZ organizations, campus Communist Comrade fellowships and Atheist, anti-ineffable collectives... all of which are heavily financed by deep pockets Zionist Chess Clubs; enforcement arms of the Protocols of Zion, White Gentile, Genocide for Dummies playbook, whose motto is, “If it ain't broke, break it.” This is a companion ground rule to the tried and tested, 'wage war by deception' meme.

Here is what puzzles me, though it shouldn't, given the Goldman Sachs, Tribe takeover of the Trump-cigarette boat, casinoland administration. You would think that with all the law enforcement we have in this country that they would have identified who and what is behind this suddenly wide spread, free range zombie holocaust that is Antifa. We should know who it is that is financing this and promoting it; who the professors and blood stained intellectuals are who are fomenting the violence. It should be being made public... oh right... I forgot that who it is that controls the press is also who it is that is behind it in the first place. So the obvious intention of those orchestrating it and those permitting it is to create a state of social crisis, where those invested in the terrible event can make a buck. That's what it's all about in these times of degenerate materialism... making a buck. I'd look for the usual bankers to generate a serious financial crisis in the next month or so. It's kind of what they do when they're not having sex with a dead girl, a live boy, or some Occulus viewed hologram of a creature from outer space.

Here we have been, taking aim at the screen captured moment we find ourselves in, on the verge of almost anything being possible, in concert with, “Houston, we have a problem” and the horrific reality that all too few homeowners who have lost everything are not in possession of flood insurance, so the pitiful displays of Ellen Degenerate, waving a million dollar check that she got from Walmart but somehow, like a magicians trick, giving the impression of pulling it out of her own pocket, along with 500,000 from Twerk Central Cyrus and a million from Jerry Jones, who has 5 billion dollars net and every grandstander, donating amounts smaller than a penny, in relation to their net worth, aren't going to make a dent in this awful human tragedy.

As we have long maintained here and continue to believe, what is going to bring these raging insanities of runaway materialism to a screeching halt and a long, stunned silent moment, which seems to go on for a hundred times longer than it actually lasts; a moment of deep and profound reflection and introspection, is a perfect storm of natural and manufactured catastrophes, in tandem with large groups of people all losing their minds at the same time, with the ineffable sitting at that impossibly large and complex mixing board, tweaking dials and waving his hands in the air, as he conducts the eternal and invisible symphony through the transitional denouement of every instrument doing that windup section from the Beatles, “Revolution Number 9” on steroids in turbo mode and 90% of the world reflexively imitates the central character in Edvard Munch's, painting, “The Scream”.

Somewhere off to the side, all around the world, is that other 10%... singly and in small groups, their hearts and minds flooded with love and light, in simultaneous intercourse; a speechless, interior lovemaking of self and self awareness in a perfectly integrated counterpointing of the infinite moment, with both past and future suspended, rivers of bliss and rivers of joy, intersecting and running wild, banks overflowing... air... finally released from so deep inside, where it has been held through the extended tension of warring appearances, finally stilled for once and carrying with it those beautiful words, in concert, every one in unison harmonies of... “Hallelujah! There really is a God after all!” It is my sincere and abiding prayer that the whole of you find yourselves in this group of the blessed, where all sorrow has been swallowed up in joy, every loss forgotten... there to dance upon the shore of something that is nothing like anything that ever came before.


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