Friday, April 19, 2019

Beyond the Flaming Kaleidoscope of Humping Hermaphrodites, Coupling in the Wheel of Fire.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

There was never any doubt in my mind that Notre Dame was set on fire, by the same deluded Satanists that are behind all the trouble and torment of our times. The hands of darkness that threaten the light of the day, press in their awesome and manufactured weight upon the human spirit. Heaviness and despair are Siamese Twins, gone a-muck from the fire of poisoned vaccines. In the end, one will prove stronger and strangle the other. Evil does, of course, always destroy itself.

As tiny as the world may be, in the relative scheme, of this vast and unmeasured universe, it is far too great a reach of time and space and objects... for me to even try to change. Billions of souls, in dreams of appetite, yearn to be in that magic land of Kardashian excess and languorous depravity; a world where anything anyone could want, is in reach, or a mere phone call away. Nimods and Minions, twist and writhe to the perky pulsing embarrassments of Ariana Grande. How did it ever get so ignorant and infantile? “It did it in increments, Visible. It crawled in a slithering snake dance, of moment to moment reversals, over the previous moments, forgotten in the turn of each bending curve.”

Salon and Slate, MSNBC and Huffington Post, squeal like pigs being castrated; “Trump! Trump!! Trump!!! Where are the gay, cross species, android candidates of color!?! Where is the transitioning gender bending guidon of, everlasting temporary change? Where is the flaming kaleidoscope of humping hermaphrodites, coupling in wheels of fire, reaching from the other side of the mirror, like vampire sirens, for the pleasure of your company? Are they okay? Do they have enough blood?

Never fear, their prophets, present and pending, will find their way to those Elysian Fields of pigs swimming in warm Jello. Their rutting hungers and porcine passions satisfied at last!”

Freedom!!! The freedom to be me!!! What a glorious intoxication it is to be able to be anyone and anything I want to be and it doesn't matter if I have even a remote clue about the meaning of all those enduring things that are meaningless to me. 'Cause... cause, I don't care! Yep... you betcha- my parents fucked me up, big time.

Let me be really clear here. None of this is about equality, or diversity, or remotely about what is fair and right. This is about opening the gates of Hell. This is about Normal people becoming prey. If they have their way, pretty soon, Normal is going to be against the law. There will be a bounty on us. We are going to find ourselves on The Island of Dr. Moreau, in real time. We are going to be inmates in The Penitentiary of Pain, serving sentences, for offenses against the whims of troglodytes and weaponized gerbils from Tavistock Labs.

“O generation of vipers, how can ye, being evil, speak good things? For out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh. A good man out of the good treasure of the heart bringeth forth good things: and an evil man out of the evil treasure bringeth forth evil things. But I say unto you, That every idle word that men shall speak, they shall give account thereof in the day of judgment. For by thy words thou shalt be justified, and by thy words thou shalt be condemned.”

Here's a little metaphysical musing. It's rock solid, concerning elements of scripture from every bonafide source. The God Force is a serpent. It can rise up the canal that runs from the sacrum to the central control booth of the operating system and at that point, a light switch is tripped and one sees upon the face of the interior mirror the eternal persona of Divine Luminous Wisdom. Or... it takes the elevator to one of the floors in between, the basement and the penthouse and the door opens on an entire world, devoted to a particular experience. Everything on that floor makes sense in the context of everything else. The force that expresses itself in sex, when routed past that arena of enterprise, ultimately results in divinity. You can 'identify' as either or anything else on the way.

The snake in the grass, when elevated through transformations in consciousness, becomes God. In times of material darkness, the mind is hypnotized by the myriad possibilities of excess and it draws the body out upon the stage for its death dance. Here are the faces of the prophets of the moment. They are showered with media attention and cash money. There are pages of pictures of them flashing their 'stacks'. Here we have one of the heroes of the process, wearing his new 500,000 dollar diamond encrusted chain. If you call attention to any of this in a negative way then... you're a hater. You're a playa-hater.

Perversity is the way of the moment but you ain't seen nothing yet! Trust me on that account. You ain't seen nothing yet. It's a brave new world my friends and things like this?

We are merely scratching the surface of a bottomless pit. In today's universities and institutions of (snort) higher learning, educated professors are holding forth on the intricate and endless virtues of vice.

Local governments across the country are being inundated with practitioners of alternative sexual persuasions, who are then motivated to use their positions as weapons against business owners who have the unfortunate fate of being Christians. Chick-fil-A engages in no aggressive behavior against those who 'identify' as being gay. They hire them at their locations. Their crime is that they donated to organizations like the Salvation Army and a Christian athletic group. That was all. Woe be unto Christians in this time. I'm of more than half a mind to become one now. Of course, the deity I worship is the same as theirs. There is only one- but he/she/it has a thousand faces.

My problem with religions is that they tend to identify God as something apart from and outside of ourselves, even when they say otherwise. The problem with any religion is ALWAYS the priests. The church is their income. I know God lives within our interior. I know this. I want my god direct! I want to be 'in the company and presence of the almighty god'. I don't need robes and funny hats, or Byzantine twists of scripture, that argue a spiritual path, which accommodates my peculiarities of behavior. I don't want God to change to accommodate me. I want to change to accommodate God. I want to celebrate the indwelling in me... and in you.

It is not only demons like George Soros who are at work perverting humanity. There is a shadow, much like the Sauron of the rings trilogy. He moves from mind to mind and heart to heart; wherever he finds weakness and particular perverse inclination... even if it is only in a seed potential, he waters it, he nurtures it. Before you know it you have drag queens in the kindergartens. In no sane culture is this sort of thing celebrated. In no sane world are abnormal behaviors, relentlessly beaten into the heads of unformed youth. In no sane culture would you find most of what we find today. This culture is not sane. The reason is runaway materialism and materialism and Satanism are indistinguishable. The operating guidelines of Satanism is the spread of division, discord and perversity. History tells many a tale about cultures long gone and what happened there.

Now people are actually being imprisoned for denying things that never existed! And here is a photo of the political head of France.


Does this look... sane?

This is the man who has unleashed the official uniformed thugs upon the French Yellow Jackets. World leaders around the world are all of a type these days. They don't get to be world leaders, unless they bend over for the real world leaders, who are the puppet masters for these marionettes. Here is a face that could easily sink a thousand ships and make the topless towers of Ilium choose to go underground of their own accord.


The man's face is a perfect canvas of Dorian Grey in reverse. It's a roadmap of depravity. He is singlehandedly on a campaign to destroy the world as we used to know it. He's been, more or less successful at that so far, because it certainly no longer looks the way we used to know it.

I am not going to bend the knee to these twisted, psychopathic vermin. I know Lord, I know, don't speak ill of the damned but... Lord! Someone has to say something; not that very many people are likely to hear it, given the crib death suffered by the truth at some point in the unremembered past. Well... you can't kill the truth can you? You can attempt to hide it out of sight and that may work to the ends of what you are after, if everyone is dead before they get a chance to see it; dead or lobotomized by their cellphones.

I don't know what's round the corner. I do know that the almighty everlasting, is immeasurably more powerful than the shadow armies arrayed on the field against him. It is a sad testimony of the times that so many who find themselves, in the disordered ranks of The Prince of Darkness, would surely rather be somewhere else, ...if they knew any better but... they don't; “father forgive them” as the saying goes.

Surely this has been a depressing ride I have taken you on today but... that's all just appearances. There has never been a time that The Lord of Hosts has not been in complete charge of the whole affair. I know this so... I'm not troubled. At least I am not troubled for myself. Sometimes all you can do is pray and leave the outcome in the hands of the one who determines it... always. Time will tell and we shall see.

End Transmission.......

♫ Vive La France! ♫


Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Bringing back memories of Heliogabalas/Elagabalas/what ever, burneshas, Aurore Dupin, RuPaul, a ton of modern rock stars. . .

Seems like we're always coerced into one way or another to be something we're not. It's cultural. Looking at the world, being stupid and unpragmatic to the hilt has been in vogue forever; and it's never going to change. Statistically, few are immune.

The pendulum swings back and forth, and the next extreme is upon us. For however long that lasts. Isn't this era supposed to end soon? I swear, I am so sick of waiting to be nuked or something.

Visible said...

I really thought it was going to blow before this. Now I am committed to creating an inviolable sanctuary consciousness within the citadel of the mind.

robert said...

Dear Visible,

I don't want God to change to accommodate me. I want to change to accommodate God. I want to celebrate the indwelling in me... and in you.

Clear and profound point!

How is the human heart comforted?
By surrender to trust in a being who loves us, on the earth plane if we are blessed, mother & father.

Mathophiles derive the comfort from the impersonal and "bigger than us" order found within the mathematical truths we have understood, creating a showcase for our consciousness to play the same way the Creator does!

Logic dictates (grin) that our beings and our proven desire for something immovable, beyond the tempest of time, something into which we can expand without limit, that this points to the truth that our lives are embedded in a measureless Being.

We can be having the time of our lives or only the grim life of Time, all depending on our alignment of being, our open-ness and our integrity, to handle the power.

Where would we all be if not here now learning to love as the One Being loves?

Onespeed, all the way home and through any dark passages between here and now!

Visible said...

Well said, Robert! Of course it will never be dark if we bring the light with us.

Ray B. said...

Vis, thanks for the (disturbing) blog. Funny; I first spelled blog as blob - possibly a Freudian slip as to our current culture...

Listening to Howard Shore's The Fellowship of the Ring song as I write this. In honor of that, Sam's Speech:

Frodo: “I can't do this, Sam.”

Sam: “I know; it's all wrong. By rights, we shouldn't even be here. But, we are...

It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were. And sometimes, you didn't want to know the end - because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was, when so much bad happened?

But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines, it will shine out the clearer.

Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why.

But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back. Only they didn’t, because they were holding on to something.”

Frodo: “What are we holding on to, Sam?”

Sam: “That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for...”


TLotR always meant something deep to me. “The Big Picture” and all that. My deepest instincts say we were once of Elvish-level nature, before we were crushed. Even the (real) Elves that I have conversed with have indicated that humans were once of equivalent level to them. They thought we went downhill 'voluntarily'. Now, they know better - because they know they were tampered-with, too. It will be good to get back to that level (and higher). And in honor of that old/renewed Alliance:

The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers (2002)

Galadriel: “In the gathering dark, the will of the Ring grows strong. It works hard now to find its way back into the hands of men. Men, who are so easily seduced by its power. The young captain of Gondor has but to extend his hand, take the Ring for his own, and the world will fall. It is close now, so close to achieving its goal. For Sauron will have dominion over all life on this Earth, even unto the ending of the world. The time of the Elves is over. Do we leave Middle-Earth to its fate? Do we let them stand alone?”

Haldir: “I bring word from Lord Elrond of Rivendell. An Alliance once existed between Elves and Men. Long ago, we fought and died together. We come to honor that allegiance. We are proud to fight alongside Men once more.”

Think the LotR movie-series finally made it to the silver screen without some 'help' from higher places? I think it was the good guys announcing their presence and intent...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Visible said...

I sincerely hope so.

I've read the trilogy sixteen times, five of them out loud as Christmas or birthday gifts. It had a profound impact on me as well.

lady judy said...

Go see Stereo pictures--huge changes ongoing--Black sun failing --Yellow Rose for Texas has new vid out on YT

Anonymous said...

Thank you Visible, I am often demoralized by the machinations of the damned. Your work reminds me of the inneffable scope of the divine. I take comfort here. Mercī!
Joshua Tree

Anonymous said...

"I don't want God to change to accommodate me. I want to change to accommodate God. I want to celebrate the indwelling in me... and in you. "

Very well spoken. Thank you.

- The beggar.

Voltman said...

The "chosen" are obsessed with being the richest, the most powerful and the smartest. Towards that end, they eliminate the smartest ones among their perceived enemies, which is nearly everybody else outside of their clan, a multi-dimensional crime syndicate. How intelligent is that? Murdering everybody who's smarter than you so you can say "we're the smartest ones, we're the chosen ones"... Utter depraved insanity!

The Earth is an insane asylum and the most criminally insane are running the freak show. By "law" or edict, they are trying to force us to be even more stupid than they are!

Voltman's Theorem has yet to be refuted:

The addiction to cashisch inevitably leads to hemorrhagic stupiditas.

Here's an excerpt from one of Diane Harvey's masterpieces:

Contemporary Spiritual Plagues...Part Two: Hemorrhagic Stupiditas

"Our so-called mass culture is little but a gargantuan petri dish overflowing with the virus of contagious stupiditas. Lethal germs of stupidity flourish in each crevice of its glittering crackpot surfaces. And the root cause of such overpowering levels of fatal ignorance is clearly observable. Mass stupification arises directly from the base motives infesting nearly everything manifested all around us. Cause-and-effect is one single inevitable movement in time and space, from start to finish. The end of any activity is hidden in the beginning, in the hidden seed of intention. It is true that the best of intentions may have unexpected and unhappy consequences. Nevertheless, these are nowhere in the same category as the prolonged and wretched material, psychological, and spiritual results of
dishonest and corrupt intentions. Any activity of any kind that originates from the motives of greed, selfishness, arrogance, and the will to manipulate others will eventually bear the bitter fruit of self-destruction. This is the underlying natural law that no individual or group can escape forever: what we sow, we reap, to the last decimal place. The simplest fact of life, this is, and understood for millennia, yet our entire civilization pretends never to have heard of it.

Of course, all are free to deny the reality, if they care to, of enthusiastically participating in a runaway materialism of ravenous greed and supernatural levels of stupification. And all are free, should they wish to do so, to feign ignorance of the ever-increasing degeneration emerging from every particle of this mass culture. What people say to themselves or others in self-justification for enjoying it is neither here nor there. Their intelligence will suffer regardless of what self-serving expurgated version of truth the conscious mind is dutifully reporting. What any of us say we are up to when we hope to disguise a grubby motive from ourselves or from others is irrelevant. Life itself registers everyone's intentions at every moment; commensurate effects are thereby set in motion, and no hoodwinking has ever been possible, nor ever will be possible."

Contemporary Spiritual Plagues...Part Two:
Hemorrhagic Stupiditas - By Diane Harvey

Voltman said...

Hemorrhagic Stupiditas - Part 2

"Incessantly mutating forms of the virus of irrationality are proliferating unchecked. The invisible germs of stupidity instantly attack when anyone has a close encounter with almost any product of our overflowing petri dish of ruthlessly enforced meaninglessness. And "any product" means just that. Near-fatal introductory levels of unreason are offered through the direct intravenous feed of the "educational system". Massive doses of the stupiditas bacilli offered as "education" at early ages are all too often quite sufficient to ensure life-long crippling levels of hopelessly conditioned passivity. Then there is the beloved practice of voluntarily sustaining repeated and deliberate brain damage by means of offering the poor mind itself on as a sacrifice to television. Television is nothing but the primary bioreactor for the manufacture and distribution of the plague of stupiditas. It effectively dilutes what little self-awareness and potential for wisdom remains after being mangled by the constricting torments of educational procedures.

Then there is the way so many people are forced to undergo the torments of the damned, stealthily referred to as "earning a living". It is worth noticing that just as being naturally and fully alive is becoming more and more difficult, the pressures to reduce our existence to the goal of earning money, as a substitute for living, are becoming ever more demanding. In other words, to earn a living is increasingly meaning being obliged to act directly contrary to spiritual common sense in order to be allowed to exist here at all. Many thus give way to the ocean of meaninglessness in order to satisfy the dark side's plan for us all: to become perfectly unconscious lifelong consumers of pointless "lifestyles". And of course, ever-present throughout the petri dish world, are the specially concentrated forms of the virus: the stupid-pills disguised as corporate food and drink, which keep a steady flow of concentrate-of-dumbdown moving right along through the cultural bloodstream."

"Mental sustainability is founded on the capacity to think clearly without being rushed to conclusions by overpowering emotional attachments to the answer. We cannot be said as a species to think well yet, and these days what passes for the thinking process bears less resemblance than ever before to the real thing. What we (unthinkingly) call thinking is often merely a
reformulation of second-hand thought-wads. Original thinking is still quite rare, yet each individual is in fact an origin of thought of some kind of another. Words pass through our minds constantly, and they need not be turgid streams of other people's used mental waste products. Although it takes effort to learn to do our own thinking, we are all more or less capable of
learning the process, given half a chance. And lastly, when the topic of spiritual sustainability arises, this remains as ever the most crucial requirement of freedom of conscience. To encroach unasked upon the personal sacred territory existing between each one and the Creator of all is an unthinkable act of totalitarian arrogance. And although the fanatical wars of groups of belief systems still destroy the happiness and very lives of countless members of the human race, some day humanity will awaken from this ignorant and fear-driven stupor as well. In the meantime, the highest sanity most of us can attain is a basic realization that this is dazzlingly enormous, complex, multileveled universe. The Mind and Heart and Purpose of the Creator of countless galaxies are obviously very capacious indeed."

Hemorrhagic Stupiditas

Anonymous said...

Thanks Voltman... an excellent read... : )

Visible said...


Anonymous said...

Here's another text that's well-worth the read:


Voltman said...

You're welcome Anonymous and Les.

Here is yet another one of Diane Harvey's masterpieces:

Constructive Moping for the Downtrodden
By Diane Harvey (The complete article)

I posted an abridged (shortened) version here:

Here is a short excerpt:

It’s not easy to remain sufficiently vigorous so as to keep up with the present assortment of energetic lunatic leaders, as they attempt to drive our world straight to hell. We occasionally tire of carefully pointing out the life-devouring black holes in the heads of those in authority. We may find ourselves temporarily reduced to morosely sitting around, drumming fingers, idly wondering if The Great Trance will ever lift from the perceptions of our fellow citizens. Will the majority of sentient beings ever emerge from that dense fog of believing what they are told, and directly perceive what is actually happening to all life on earth?

Perpetual active duty on Madman Watch is difficult to wedge into the busy schedules of those of us interested in eating regularly, and similar trivial pursuits.

There is no use in succumbing to cringing paralysis at the ongoing spectacle of The Infuriated Chimp Stomp. We can’t unknow what we know, or unsee what we see. The blue pill doesn’t work after taking the red pill. And besides, the
rabbit hole, uncomfortable as it is, provides the best company. To sustain us in our falling sensation, the bright flares of intelligent minds are lately appearing in unprecedented outbursts, offering excellent alternatives to the pleasures of endless war, suffering, destruction and death.

The ongoing experience of outraged sanity we are plagued by is merely an exaltation of common sense. But we knew that already. Intermittent periods of understandable moping notwithstanding, the choice between being an activist and being a passivist is still the same old choice between being awake or asleep. Here and now, for better and worse, we are necessary advocates of one kind or another of pro-evolutionary anti-devolutionary activity. Except for occasional spells of pure essence-of-exhaustion, we are mostly fairly alive, and therefore naturally, actively tinkering and tweaking our mutual

The mind contains a heart, with all the energies we associate with the heart fully present. To think with and through the heart of the mind is entirely different from thinking without it. And heartless thoughts are the point of origin of most of our species’ self-induced agony.

Thinking with the heart of the mind does not mean abandoning discernment. The real meaning of the word "discrimination" has been much abused, and deserves to be restored to its original condition. To discriminate simply means to have the capacity to perceive subtle distinctions and differences among all created forms of life. The absence of the discriminative faculty results in the inability to register subtleties at all, which is hardly a virtue. Discernment and love go hand in hand, or one falls into the pit on either side. "Love your enemies" doesn’t mean it is never necessary to fight for what is right. By all means, whip the money changers out of the temple.

And when unregenerate humans become professional predators, to remove them from incarnation with dispatch, for the common good, can also be a form of love in action. Intelligent love is not stupid or suicidal. It is not an enabler or an excuser, or blind to the machinations of criminal intent. Nevertheless, we are required to love our enemies, and to forgive them, even while cracking the whip at their backsides as they scurry out of the temple.

For the rest of the story...:
Dennis Fetcho, Inside the Eye - Live! 2019.04.20

Happy Resurrection y'all!

Anonymous said...

Spoiler alert!
I peeked at the end..

Anonymous said...

Les, why do you blame the victims? This has long been part of the plan by the chosentites to destroy humanity — their parasitic overlord of Hosts must feed or it will starve.

I’m posting an excerpt from Mary Daly’s work Gyn/Ecology so you can get a feel for what we are up against. The author also wrote on transgenderism as well but I’m not going to post that as I don’t have the time. I highly recommended her book. Your wring style and essence is very similar to hers

Excerpts from Sigmund Freud’s The Case of Dora

With commentary by amaryllis Daly -The other basic thread in the therapeutic snarl, that is, blaming the patient, is illustrated in one of Freud’s classic works: The Case of Dora. In his disgusting discussion of Dora, who suffered from “hysteria” he re-lays her experience of being sexually assaulted at the age of 14 and pontificates upon what she should have experienced. He describes the scene in which Herr K., An older man and friend of the family, having managed to get Dora alone, suddenly clasped the girl to him and pressed a kiss upon her lips. Freud profound analysis follows:

Freud -This was surely just the situation to call up a distinct feeling of sexual excitement in a girl a 14 who had never before been approached. But Dora had at that moment a violent feeling of disgust, tore herself free from the man, and hurried passed him to the staircase and from there to the street door.

Author- Clearly, Freud assumes that any woman who is “approached”, that is sexually accosted, should respond with uncontrollable visceral desire for the male who malls and violates her. Thus Dora’s normal reaction of disgust and self salvation is negated. Freud drones on:

Freud - “In this scene the behavior of this child of 14 was already entirely and completely hysterical. I should without question consider a person hysterical in whom and occasion for sexual excitement elicited feelings that were preponderantly or exclusively unpleasurable; and I should do so whether or no the person were capable of producing somatic symptoms. Instead of the genital sensation that would certainly have been felt by a healthy girl in such circumstances Dora was overcome by the unpleasurable feeling which is proper to the track of mucous membrane at the entrance to the alimentary canal — that is disgust.

Author - This maze of obscene babble by the great mind-shrinker announces that any woman who does not enjoy rape is a hysterical. It reduces deep existential disgust to an “unpleasurable feeling “ in the mucous membrane. Freud’s identification with *Herr K., who seems to have been an extraordinarily dirty old man, is displayed in his note describing that child molester as still quite young and of a “prepossessing” appearance.

Indeed, any woman can recognize here a description of a true pre-possessor presented by one who could easily recognize his own kind. Preprocessor Freud’s psychoanalytic babel is a paradigm of the rapists erasure of male responsibility for rape on all levels. The patient is not merely blamed for being a victim who “asked for it”. She’s blamed for being a victim who “did not ask for it”, and who did not love being violated. This is the disease of the Female Spirit that must be cured.

...End snip

Gyn/Ecology, chapter seven, American gynecology: gynocide by Holy Ghosts of medicine
Mary Daly, 1978

Freud did indeed “bring a plague to America”.

*Herr K. was a friend of Dora’s father, who incidentally was having an affair with Herr K.’s wife at the time. Herr K., Dora’s father and Dora’s Mother — who was infected by her husband — all suffered from syphilis. Maybe that’s why she was “hysterical”.



Best wishes,


Visible said...

I don't think you know where I'm coming from so... there isn't much need for a reply.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up now-

President Camacho, Dancing with Rainbow Hellelujah Morning at Coachella.

Anonymous said...

People don't know where you are coming from when it's all about them in the first place. I have really been appreciating your restraint these days. You used to be otherwise now and again. The changes you have made in your lifestyle are really coming across in your work.


Anonymous said...

For what it's worth, I am in agreement with the spirit of Elaine's comment.
Also FWIW I agree with Vis'reply; he has made it clear through the years that he possesses an understanding of the unrelenting assault on the feminine (as well as the masculine, for that matter).
Much love,

Lee said...

Les, it has been awhile since I posted. A year or so, perhaps?

It is good to read observations and your point of views on what is currently taking place.

I wanted to say hello and "Thank You" for that time in my life I needed someone to reach out as a Friend.

The Madness and Insanity seems to have not abated.

Peace, my Friend.

Visible said...

Hey! Good to hear from you. I'm in the Southwest now



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