"Any Man... Be He President or not, Who Gives Lip-Service to Genocide and Fealty to The Genocidal is not My Cup of Tea."

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Biden, like Obama, did not mention God at yesterday's holiday... set in place by Lincoln to show our Gratitude to God... and now... like clockwork... the government/Deep State has informed their media wing/information head of The Hydra Complex... to create some buzz on the alien thing, cause...

...any time you can get people excited about something... you can distract them, and that is better than giving them time to think, especially when they don't trust you in the first place.

Another reason why it is hard for me to completely trust the man... coming into office for the second time... is his PR-product placement efforts to legitimize the continued ingestion of proven poisons.

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— illuminatibot (@iluminatibot) November 29, 2024

I pay attention. I do not pay attention all the time, but I am working on it, and I will not stop working on it until I am paying attention all the time. However, I will say that I pay attention quite a bit more than the average person, and my mind is analyzing information that I have consciously directed it to analyze. As a result, I was paying careful attention when The Deep State and its subsidiaries stole the last election.

I have since watched what happened in this election, and... more importantly... I am watching what is happening afterward... when all the warm and fuzzy people... in a state of momentary triumph... are jazzed-up on a hormonal sugar high. Schmuckerberg... looking all Shirley Temple-like... has gone to kiss the ring and act puppy-like. Trump's most vicious detractors at MSNBC headed over to Mar-a-Lago with Little Debby Humble Pies in their lunch box.

More than once... The View's in-house lawyer has had to announce a detraction on air. This sort of thing and similar... is going on all the time now, and what happened to Dominion? What happened to all the transparent, in-your-face voter fraud from last time?

The PR-hatchet department of Crass Media has all these other people in their gunsights and many of them are leaving the country, not because of Trump getting elected, but because of their connection to Epstein/Diddy... low-jinx Satanic activity.

Of course, all of this can seem quite natural after 8 years of relentless persecution. It can also be The Hand of God. It is a difficult art; not unlike brain surgery... to separate The Hand of God from The Hand of Man, especially when God uses The Hand of Man more often than you might suspect... because God does have more than one hand, and if you've seen the statues I have seen... then you know he has more than two hands.

Politics is a dirty business. Usually, politicians are corrupt, but... since it is all for The Purpose of Demonstration, God uses everything and everyone to fulfill His Will. So... that said, I don't know whose hands are doing what... behind the present veils of misdirection... put into place to confuse the inquiring mind, but I smell a rat or two in various locations where I have stuck my nose under the tent... while pretending to be a camel.

I don't spend the larger part of my time... looking outward... at what I can never see more than part of at any one time. I spend it looking inward and that explains everything else to me, and to my satisfaction anyway. I'm not supposed to know everything.

The true art of life is not to become more and more deeply involved in external matters. It is to become less and less involved in external matters, and at the same time become more influential at a wider reach. What is not seen has a far greater effect on life than the seen portions. Most of the seen portions are results of the power of the unseen.

I do not intend to disparage the incoming president. I wish him the very best because the hopes and future of this country are riding on him, and if he does a good job then his understudy will have eight years to continue to undo the tremendous harm that Obama caused while fulfilling The Deep State's agenda, and Bush before him, who was a rattlesnake-mean psychopath; they both were and are.

I do suspect that what is coming is not in line with The Deep State or Trump's vision of one nation subject to the whims of Israel. I think both of them are going to be helpless before the force of cosmic transformation, and that is coming... sure and certain.

Any man... president or not, who gives lip service to genocide and fealty to the genocidal is not my cup of Tea. I grant wide latitude to others when I know that they are learning on the job, and you never know what you are up against until you are up against it. I don't believe in accidents and I don't believe in coincidence. There is a great deal that I do not know, but I do know that the servants of The Darkness are going to be sent scurrying for the exit doors. Some of them are already doing so, and others are about to find a need to relocate soon.

The World goes through predictable changes and that's a fact. You can set your watches and your compasses to this fact. One of the greatest minds to come through these parts was Oswald Spengler. He wrote The Decline of The West, but I am more directly referring to his theory that history moves in cycles. If you know this then there are many things you can predict. You can also come to understand Trends and Patterns in a new light. Often enough, people who purport to predict the future are doing no more than following the guidelines concerning the cyclic nature of events, and the certainty that history will repeat itself in a predictable fashion.

One should run a country the way they manage the affairs of their own body. That leader should look after both of these with the same degree of attention, and ALWAYS he should follow after the best interests of the people... while understanding that there will always be rich and poor... always be the energetic and lazy... always be the stupid and smart... always be the honest and the criminal. He should steer them in the direction that their hearts are already guiding them in. He should read Lao Tzu.

Of course... when you are running the show... there will always be powerful interests that will come at you sideways. There will always be the clever manipulators and individuals for whom self-interest is supreme. He must be immune to flattery and personal gain. His satisfaction should ALWAYS be in a job well done. Common Sense is 99% of good judgment. Clear-eyed and open-minded is the way.

I like that Trump is a teetotaler. I like that he mentions The Divine. I like a lot of the things he says about the greater good of this country. I do not like his slavish support of genocidal monsters, and there can be no doubt of the crimes of this other nation that causes such harm in The World and... to its friends, and enemies alike. One can't tell the difference between them... because this country hates everyone else equally and it hates itself just as much, while ONLY looking out for itself at all times.

Surely... he has to know about the venal nature of this other country. I hope that he is playing them and that he will do the right thing when the time comes. Also... The Hand of God is always The Factor no matter what. God's Will is done all the time. God's will may not suit all of us at all times, but if you have any intelligence... you know to bend to The Will Of Heaven always As a great master said. Heaven favors no man, but the wise man favors Heaven.

If you are right with God, you need not be concerned about catastrophes... or invading armies... famines or plagues... enemies known and unknown. You need be concerned about NOTHING ever! That includes The Valley of The Shadow... The Howling Unknown, and whatever else might appear before you. It will only be a test of your faith, and if your faith is certain... then whatever it may be... will wash right over or around you to its attracted port of call.

When you are in The Zone, you are untouchable, and all the times that misfortune has touched you were only... some part of the process... of bringing you into The Zone.

Things are not what they seem. It is your mind... fueled by your desire body and emotions that sets the imagination astray, causing your fears to be realized. Appearances are appearances, they are not the essential thing behind appearances. Do not be led astray by the way things look. You have an internal antenna that will alert you to anything you ever need to know... if you will only get tuned in to the right frequency.

Powerful forces seem to be gunning for this president, while at the same time, a great deal of what has happened looks very suspicious to me, and not the least of them is that, Fight... Fight... Fight! sequence. Something is very off about that. Well... we will see what comes when it arrives. In the meantime, get right with God. Nothing else is anywhere near as important as that, and...

... one last thing.

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— UpSkillYourLife (@UpSkillYourLife) November 25, 2024

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Today's Song is;

Love is on The Windows of Your Morning

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"Try Sitting on a Lily Pad... while The Sewage Flows around You... on The Way to The Cosmic Waste Reclamation Plant."

God Poet Transmitting.......

I wonder and I wonder, and... I wonder, did Trump learn nothing from last time or... was all of it the plan... all along? I have mentioned many times here that the clumsy... sophomoric... and transparent theft of the 2020 election seemed to me to be a put-up job that prefaced this telling response of 2024. I know they arrange things over long periods of time. A classic example is The Protocols and the messaging in them...

...speaking of which (and I wasn't) you can watch the Stew Peters film, Occupied at this location.

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Occupied • Stew Peters (Documentary)

I don't know if that is still the case, but it has been for a couple of days now. It's a minimal cost in any case and well worth the seeing. I don't know how it got out or got made to begin with, but somehow these things happen.

It seems that The World is filled with apparent coincidences, as well as every kind of con under The Sun. There are plots inside of plots... inside of wheels inside of wheels... inside of clocks inside of clocks inside your head, and what the essential mystery to all of it is; I do not know. Maybe it is just about getting and keeping our attention and engaging our minds in trying to figure out what's going on. Mystery is like a Christmas present... all wrapped up with a bow, and you unwrap it and find nothing inside.

Once it unravels there is nothing left. Poof... a puff of smoke, and you hear the laughter of The Cosmic Joke. Who was that masked man?

I am reminded of the Russian Dolls that keep getting smaller and... that's it. The answer really is... that... you are the mystery. It is all about unwrapping yourself. That is the quest life engages us in, BUT... the much larger percentage are distracted by the show going on outside in Bedazzler World. There's a Bedazzler World inside too, if you have the right drugs, BUT... in the end... you can't get all the way there by such means, although, I must admit that I had fun... now and again... on the way to finding that out.

So... yeah... about El Presidente and the coming battle between light and darkness, and... the even greater challenge... of gaining clarity... about who and what really is in the light and in the darkness. Now you see it, now you don't; nothing up this sleeve and nothing up that sleeve, while distraction mounts upon distraction, and... nobody really knows what's coming.

I look at the people Trump appointed and... it's a good news bad news kind of thing where he is giving the impression that he really intends to fix things while throwing sops and body parts to the hungry wolves of The Status Quo Finance Bros... giving the sexual deviants their opportunity to look normal... with a good guy Buttigieg, who's doing the latest Ozzie and Harriet remake of The Formica Life... that might look good in a Norman Rockwell painting; if Norman were still around, but... he's not. A whole lot of things aren't around anymore.

And... there's those people he's slicking into the FDA and The CDC and it's starting to look like Meet The New Boss. Maybe I'm wrong. No. I'm not wrong, but... the good news is that events never go the way that people plan for them to.

This brings me to a thing that keeps popping up in my head. It won't go away. It keeps jumping out at me with the incongruity shoulder tap of... what's wrong with this picture? In the picture, it's McDonald's all around... with Trump and RFK Jr., Elon and maybe Ramaswamy and someone else; or was it only a shadow on the wall that made me think there were really five people there? You have to keep in mind that The Shadow on The Wall is a real player these days.

The incongruity thing is... why would the guy who is getting the job to change America's poisonous diet and messed-up lifestyle routines be eating McDonald's fast food, and WHY! OH, WHY??? Why is El Presidente always pimping for McDonald's? It's not just him either. This has been a consistent meme for presidents for a long time.

Do you remember back some decades ago when Proctor and Gamble were being accused of Satanism because of something to do with their logo? I remember another story I used to hear in the '60s about Ray Kroc and how he sold his soul to The Devil for material success, and; Woo-zam! Presto Oblongata! All of a sudden he was a playa! Anyone looking to sell their soul to The Devil has already lost it.

I don't know that it's true. It doesn't keep me up nights thinking about it, BUT... but... but... there's something going on with... the baconized corruptions of appetite... in this shake and bake... instant gratification world... leading to the snatch and grab, I WANT IT NOW mindset. It just seems to me that something is going on... with one hand giving it out one way, and the other hand giving it out another, while two other hands... that aren't supposed to be there... are picking your pockets.

Why would someone who was going to Make America Healthy Again be doing a photo-op with McDonald's and why would Trump always be promoting it and handing it out to people at different photo-op moments?

The thing is and it's not just this. I am seeing all kinds of things that keep hitting The Incongruity Button in my head, and... I am REALLY having a disconnect moment about those tens of thousands of bombed children... bursting in air... that gives proof in the night that The Monsters are still there, and really chummy with The Man in Chief.

Israel is genociding The Palestinians and Trump hasn't said a word about this. Israel is still our good buddy... even after they did 9/11! He's supposed to be revealing all the government files on these things, and all of them... from The JFK assassination to 9/11 AND... plenty of things before AND after... ALL have to do with Israel being involved! Do you see where this hits me as being an impossibility... given where his loyalties lie?

Now... I don't want to dump on The Trump Train. I am a hopeful kind of person who... one hundred percent of the time... relies on Faith as my numero uno. Hope has to take a back seat with Faith in my car. I was paying attention during his first term and a whole lot of things didn't make a whole lot of sense. I keep telling myself that he is playing The Boob until he can pull the curtain aside completely, and catch the whole world flatfooted... in a moment of grand exposure.

You see. This is going to happen ANYWAY. Yes, it is. It may not be completely across the board... cause some people are determined not to wake up no matter what, BUT... if you are prescient at all, and I am somewhat prescient... then you gotta know that this apocalypse thing is real, and God is real too.

So you have to watch out for doing switcharoos in your head... because no matter what you think you are seeing... there is a whole lot more that you are not seeing. I make an effort to never give The World the power in my head. The World has no real power. What The World has is... the... appearance... of... power. It is also a plane of operation and... you don't have to be mentally and emotionally resident there. No! You don't. I am sitting on a lily pad while the sewage flows all around me... on the way to the cosmic waste reclamation plant.

Anyone can sit on this lily pad who has not attached their mind or emotions to the sewage that is floating by. If you do... then you are going to be floating by. Presidents come and go. Nations and their governments also come and go. Mountains rise and fall for that matter. Everything that goes up... so far as material form is concerned... is also going to go down at some point. Former Super Bowl champions will find themselves bottom rung in the standings... where they were once perennials... for a long time... until they became regular champions, and now they are in the cellar again like The Patriots.

Outside life was more primitive once and... some of us were a great deal happier. We had elbow room outside and elbow room in our minds too. Some of us still live like that but most of us don't. There was a time you could meet the real Jesus and... I assure you that you still can, BUT there are all kinds of interceders now. You can get virtual Jesus to hear your confessions these days... if you live in Switzerland. Real Jesus is nothing like your store-bought Jesus though, and he looks like everyone else... because he is everyone else... holding up a mirror to himself. You wouldn't recognize him on the street, which is a good thing for him, but... he's around.

Well, virtual Jesus is coming to a fast-food cathedral near you soon enough. The people who run the governments have a plan to co-opt The Avatar, which is how so many internet images are now called avatars. These things have been in the planning for a long time too. The carnival barkers who are presently running this amusement park... fully intend to fascinate and dazzle you. Their survival depends on it. However... that's not how it's going to go.

Remember friends... in the midst of all these pending signs and wonders... the real thing... The Genuine Article is very much around. Don't get swept away by the sideshow. It's all part of the Trends and Patterns, and...

... one last thing.

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Today's Song is;

I am Beside The Waters of the Nile,
Carry On

♫ you are myself as seen to me

behind the mask... the covering.

instead of roses growing

in the fields of Avalon

I am beside the waters of The Nile... carry on

into the quick imagined heart

of dreaming masquerade

the lamps are blooming in the night

of stars out on parade

across the velvet kingdoms

of the vast unknowing sky

deep within the spaces

where we hide now you and i

by one upon the other

and in blending we become

the music of that golden road

that leads to kingdom come

I am hard upon the saddle

where the ocean rushes through

and rides off into the beauty of

the wonder that is you

come here beside me merry

many moons of long ago

was taken there for granted

you are everything I know

we once upon a fairy tale

and dreaming lay within

the solitary wonderland of soft upon your skin

you are myself as seen to me

behind the outer covering

instead of roses growing

in the fields of Avalon

I am beside the waters of The Nile... carry on

I am beside the waters of the Nile... carry on

Here beside the waters... carry on ♫

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"To Live and Die and Dance with Useless Things... in a Temporary Charade that is... All for The Purpose of Demonstration."

God Poet Transmitting.......

The only thing worse than being guided in your thoughts and actions by delusion is... shared delusion. When Crazy draws a crowd then you have a problem. The crowd that Crazy draws is called, Mob. Crazy and Mob are what you would call rap partners in The Joint... in prison. Two people brought together by... hmm? right! Brought together by shared delusion.

Delusion falls into two main camps. Most delusions tend to create two main perspectives and then... there are little camps that come about through magnetic similarities. You've heard that birds of a feather flock together, and that is true with every species. People shouldn't try to mix in with those they have no magnetic associations with, cause... when you get found out... they jump you. This happens everywhere.

What do I mean when I say 'jump you?' Well, I don't... necessarily... mean that they literally jump you, although in certain circles and environs that is exactly what happens. It means they turn on you at the level... where that sort of thing happens... at the level it happens at. It could be everything from whisper campaigns and shunning to blanket parties. It could be everything from a dirty look to death and dismemberment. A lot of it is cultural. You find a different kind of justice in The Hindu Kush than you do on Wall Street or the salon society of The Upper East Side.

Magic runs like geometrically patterned seams through all of life's groupings. It is the shape that the electromagnetics take according to the congregation of auras. This is how people really react to each other. You might think they see the way you are dressed or... your skin color... your hygiene or lack of hygiene... your social status... your age... your weight or... some mysterious combination of all of them, but it is really about your aura.

Now, of course, most people can't see auras, but they can definitely sense them; I can't tell you why I don't like him but he's just not our sort. Yes... tribalism exists at every level in one fashion or another... from the deepest Hell... to Middle-earth... to the highest Heaven. The defining factor at the lowest point... is shown in degrees of alienation and separation. The defining factor at the highest point is shown in degrees of unity and love.

Wherever you may be at this moment... you are headed in one direction or the other... or you are swimming in circles, with a slight and imperceptible trend toward one or the other, which will become clear... as soon as you hit one of the main cross-currents, and... that is an inevitability.

Once again, I can feel a vast stirring out there... a kind of wonderment... mixed with some amount of annoyance (grin); where is he going with this? That's a good question because I am not entirely sure myself. Often I am uncertain of the terrain I am going to pass over, but... I am life-certain (the opposite of dead certain) about where I will wind up. For me... all roads lead to the everlasting present.

I don't live in The Past and I have no plans for The Future. I rely... utterly on the guidance of the one who has led me... out of all contention and confusion... to the sweet and endless sands of Serenity.

Pretty much everything that is going to happen to you is determined by the mindset in which you view life and how that influences the actions you take. If everything for you is decided by appearances, you will huddle up in the area of the familiar and seldom venture far from your clan's parameters of protective containment; whether that be The Hood or The Club. You tend to maintain a general sense of paranoia concerning The World at a further distance.

It's good when things go your way, and not so good when they don't, and... if you don't know this by now... you will learn that existence is a snake that moves its coils from side to side for the purpose of locomotion, and that is where Time enters the mix.

You find that no matter what; unless you have a PROVEN system... that life defines itself in side-to-side motions... between what is desirable and what is undesirable... between your idea of Good and Evil. It feels good and then it hurts. It hurts and then it feels better, and all the things that hurt you, you don't usually see that coming. Otherwise, you do see it coming... because you are headed in that direction by intention. Often enough... we hurt ourselves in the process of chasing after something we think is going to make us feel good.

If you are at the base level of taking appearances for reality, you have a fog inside your head, and depending on the speed you have chosen to move at... that determines the force of impact you are going to experience when you hit something, and it is absolutely certain you will hit something; literally or metaphorically.

If you are at a higher level of perception and you can read appearances with some degree of judgment... based on previous experiences of running into shit... you're going to have more say over whether you run into something or not. You can always get distracted by something, and... yeah... whoops!

If you are on yet a higher level of perception, you have gained an ability to see further ahead, and... it is likely you may get more premonitions than you once did. How many times have you said to yourself that you should have paid attention to internal warnings that you received about This... That... and The Other Thing?

Higher yet... you begin to see that every color has a meaning in relation to the rest of the spectrum. Sound too begins to play a part in the way that you analyze circumstances and even if you still can't see people's auras... you are starting to get a good sense of where people are coming from. You don't know why... maybe... that your perception of others is so accurate, but it is.

One's ability to rise to higher states of awareness is... VERY MUCH... determined by the level of their compassion for others. The quantity and quality of one's love has everything to do with the clarity of one's assessments of life, and the state of one's security or lack of it. One way or another... we are all seeking sanctuary. If one is fortunate enough to find sanctuary, it is because they possess the credentials for gaining it. It is in the nature of things that when you find sanctuary, after a time... you become a sanctuary.

Perhaps you are familiar with the way people pray to saints for protection; before entering into an arrangement... before setting off on a journey... before making an investment of time and money into anything. Some think these people are misguided... superstitious... immature, and... incapable of pragmatic and informed action without all that spiritual rigmarole.

Once again... it depends on your level of understanding... what kind of results you are going to get. That practice of praying to saints... who are an overlay on previous archetypes from a previous system... having to do with how people understand The World they cannot see... is a legitimate thing. We are talking about Devas and angelic personages and The Gita tells us that ALL blessings come from them. It is what The Divine empowered them to do.

The problem with Materialism and... it is a recurrent thing... is that it takes your attention off of certain important considerations and places them on trivial and insubstantial things. All technology is based on the human body, according to its needs... appetites, and desires. Take a look! It's easy to forget why you are here in the first place or... maybe that is the reason? To live and die and dance with useless things... in a temporary charade... that is all for The Purpose of Demonstration?

Materialism heightens certain senses and dulls others. You see the colors of The World as it has been adapted to your needs, appetites, and desires, BUT... you do not see the radiant colors that create a corona around every living thing. However separated you have made yourself from fear of association, you are going to see that expressed in your lived experiences.

It really boils down to the fact that you can't tell people what they don't want to hear. They have to find out for themselves, however much it may hurt to do so, but you can heal lives without ever saying a thing. If you can see the colors and hear the sounds and know what they mean, you can bring balance and order into the lives of others just by coming into sympathetic accord with them. Depending on the quality and quantity of your love, you can heal people with a look. Many people already do the reverse every day.

Raise your level of awareness by coming into sympathetic accord... with those life forms that are above you... in a manner of speaking, and... you will be changed accordingly, and...

... one last thing.

The view of the intercontinental ballistic missile used today by Russia with multiple re-entry warheads on a city in Ukraine.

It's possibly the first use of an ICBM in the history of war.pic.twitter.com/JRQoJuNj5W

— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) November 21, 2024

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Here is one final offering from Patrick having taken some of our lyrics and turned them into a song called I Don't Know and I Don't Care.

(I would love to hear from anyone who has skills with VSTs. My technical skills are limited and I am interested in getting the assistance of anyone who can do things with vocal tracks; I would much appreciate it!)

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"There is No Devil Per Se. The Devil is God The Way The Wicked... or Ignorant... or a Fundamentalist Sees God. It's The Mind!"

God Poet Transmitting.......

One of the unfortunate... one might even say... unpleasant, and certainly... disappointing conditions one can encounter in this area of enterprise; what would I call it? Communication? Proselytization? Whatever it is that I do. One of the difficult inevitables that one encounters... is when a certain class of readers... cherry-picks a statement... ignoring the context and attendant explanations already provided... in detail... over and over, and then argues against something you never said in the first place.

Now... of course... not all of the people who do this lack the intelligence to understand what got said or... are life-long prisoners of Fundie-Town Mind Syndrome. Some of them are intentionally engaged in misrepresentation. It is the nature of a troll, and the internet has trolls the way a cattle ranch has flies. Anyway... that was a long buildup, which will do nothing toward correcting the problem, and the problem doesn't really matter anyway... because most people come here with the desire to engage in the free flow of information, and... those who don't play well with others, are in a very small minority.

So... even though I am repeating this for probably the 137^th time. There is no Devil per se. The Devil is God the way the wicked... or ignorant... or a fundamentalist sees God. It's all in The Mind! It is a mask that is created due to a distortion in the mind of the person perceiving it. In fact... those who can see demons might take note of a kind of corona that outlines their form. That is the angel who is obscured by the false projection of a disordered mind... a carnal mind... a self-deceiving mind, a mind that observes reflections in the surface of a pool that has been disturbed by agitations. These agitations could be the effects of winds generated by passions and appetites.

In The Lower Mind, you get demons. In The Higher Mind, you get angels. This is two permutations of the same force acting out on a different level. Fear rules The Lower Mind and Love rules The Higher Mind and it's all in The Mind. It's all mind and mindstuff in a cycle of endless change, held in process by the changeless spirit.

The Devil is The Mind... when it exists in a distorted state, so.... in the future... when you are in this state and you feel compelled to agitate the waters of your own mind, which... might well be in a chronic state of agitation already, please refer to what has just been stated here. Have it printed on a refrigerator magnet, so that when you wish to make slanderous claims... you will have the truth of the matter available to you. You will have a resource to fold, spindle, and mutilate. How does that sound? When you are driven to lie, it is always good to have the truth close at hand... so that you have a reference point to that which you intend to depart from.

Well, I'm glad to have cleared that up, and near dead-certain that I did not.

I have learned... over time... that people can read things and not get what they are reading at all. Many people who are here in The World... as it presently exists... are in combative mindsets. They desire to argue and be confrontational at all times because they are very off-kilter within. They live in a world of things... seen and unseen... which they like and do not like. The former they desperately wish to acquire and the latter, they desperately wish to avoid. It is a ping-pong existence, and... if you are not very good at it... you are soon out of your depth.

The World of the moment is a multi-dimensional ping-pong table for many people. People who are too small to play tennis often like to perform on ping-pong tables. We call them The Little People, BUT... I digress; what does he mean? What does he mean? Arrrrrrrippppppp!!! ( the sound of mind going through mitosis and then creating a duality of perception turning them into a ping-pong ball in this ever-changing world of opposites.)

I'm not really troubled or put off by people who refuse to... or are incapable... of getting what I try... with painstaking effort... to be as clear about as I possibly can, and given the area I operate in, that is no easy thing. I can't say I am very good at it, and that might be the problem, but... I do my best, and.... as the recently departed Quincy Jones once said... through James Ingram, ♫ I guess my best wasn't good enough 'cause here we are back where we were before ♫

So... I've taken a lot of space to say... yet again... something I've said over and over so many times before, and... will likely say many times again... until I learn to shut up and accept certain untreatable conditions in the human psyche. However... I did not mention all this yet again for personal reasons... because I... long ago... did actually get over it. I brought it up because it is running wild in The World at this time, and sooner or later... the massive tsunami of lies... circling the planet IS going to encounter the flame of truth. This is inevitable. It is an actual phase of apocalypse.

Sometimes this clearing of the air... of confusion and disordered thought... takes the form of revolution and lots of people die. Sometimes it takes the form of war... when conflicting ideologies or desires for gain... finally come to the flash-point, and sometimes it will take the shape of several disparate perspectives... heading off toward a collective denouement... a crossroads of change... where certain larger portions of humanity... simply go mad. The last of these (OR some combination of all of them) is what I am seeing the greatest evidence of at... the... moment.

When you depart from reality... and this supposes you were ever in contact with it, to begin with... you can only go so far. It is like balance and imbalance. Think of it like a rubber band to which entire sub-cultures are connected, and which have wandered far astray from their interior gyroscope. You can only go so far before the rubber band breaks... or as is the case with this particular rubber band that cannot break... you are snapped back with great concussive force to that place of sanity you departed from so long ago.

This adjustment can come about in various ways. When you get out of wack... there are guaranteed situations that you will encounter... sooner or later. I'm sure I don't have to tell you what these are. Anyone who is paying any attention to what is happening in The World can see what the obvious dangers are.

Please... please... please (I sound like James Brown) be attentive to the state called Apocalypse and what it portends. It is a place of worldwide uncovering... EXPOSURE... revelation... UNMASKING; a surfacing of what had been... previously hidden. We are in an apocalypse, and not just any apocalypse, BUT... a Grand Apocalypse... because The Cosmic Clock has done a complete sweep-around and is approaching The Midnight Hour. (cue Wilson Pickett) In other words, it... is... all... coming... out.

When I say it is all coming out; I mean the good... the bad... and the ugly. All the dirty doings are coming to the surface, and those who have traded in lies and misinformation are walking right into the flame of truth. Whether it is Whoopi (cushion) Goldberg slandering a generational baker on Staten Island or... Kerry and company lying about Climate Change or... Oprah taking money she did not need from a campaign running out of money or... all those celebrities whoring themselves out because the people they work for told them they had to... everything is being seen.

Somehow... some way... by diver's means, it's the boy with his finger in the dike trying to play Wack-a-Mole with the other hand. Everything is going counter to the efforts of those who have never had to worry about that before.

Taylor Swift came out in support of Ka-mala and... now... at her latest engagement in Toronto, and at all the following venues... ticket prices have dropped hundreds of dollars. What? All round The World... the fixers and high-end criminals... from The Pope... to former presidents... are stepping in shit and tracking it across The Karmic Carpet. If it hasn't hit them yet... you can see it coming. YOU CAN SEE IT COMING!

I heard those that scream the loudest..
Adam Schiff gonna have a lot to explain…⬇️
What did happen at the Standard Hotel 🏨 🤷🏻‍♀️ pic.twitter.com/dbAZi5EhrF

— 0️⃣BlackBetty ⚓️ (@BabyD1111229) November 16, 2024

Access to this and all sorts of other information is now... by mysterious forces... rising like a dead body from a lake. Be very careful with the grappling hook!

Israel has been unmasked around The World as bloodthirsty... genocidal... mass-murdering maniacs, and that Jack cannot be put back in the box. You can see specific senators and congressmen... conspiring to shoot down Trump's picks and exposing themselves in the process, and... never realizing that the real and long-hidden dirt on them is in those very hands. In no way am I trying to paint Trump as the savior... not when he is doing frontman work for The Real Evil Empire, BUT God... uses everyone and everything; his... will... to... be... done.

It's not a matter of good or evil, but what is interesting is that in years of the most excruciatingly detailed investigations they never found any real dirt on Trump. So... regardless of what you may think... that is really something.

Alexander The Great... Genghis Khan... Napoleon... Hitler; these were all cosmic forces in human form... plenty of good and evil of relative kind came out of all of them, but mostly... change came out of them. Trump is also a force for change and good and bad will result... depending on whose fortunes are affected, and... how they are affected.

I'm not rooting for anyone or anything but The Will of God. I'm not picking sides, I am on the side of the one who manifests the lines drawn, to begin with.

The uncovering and exposing is only just begun. It's going to hit with such force when the truth about these despicable elites comes out, and... my friends... it is coming out. It is not by any human agency that this is happening, and...

... one last thing.

End Transmission.......

Did another radio broadcast with James Jancik on Sunday.

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The Inimitable Patrick Willis has struck again with several efforts that I will post here once they are located at Substack. Ergo I will stop posting the songs; there were only half a dozen left. Here is the first of what Patrick has done with some of the songs using AI. He is amazing!

Web page here with lyrics

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"It is The Very Thing that has Gotten You into a Fix Every Time You have Employed It in the Effort to Get Anything Else."

God Poet Transmitting.......

I wonder how many people are familiar with, Raymond Lully; George Ripley... Cornelius Agrippa... Basel Valentine... Thomas Vaughn... Albertus Magnus... Meister Eckhart... Paracelsus... Pythagoras... there are so many names. I could surely keep going. I wonder how many people are aware of the densely populated planes of being that are on all sides of them as they move about in every direction on the body's business?

I wonder how many people are familiar with the lives of saints from other times; not recent saints... these are all canonized according to the strictures of political correctness, now that The Church has become an outhouse. I know plenty of people know the names of the various saints... who replaced the representative icons from other faiths... that were put away into storage... when Christianity showed up; not that that has much to do with Jesus Christ. Do they know what these people went through in their lives or... what their fortunes and fates were?

I wonder if people know how much of their body's business they have made the business of the invisible entities that feed off of the business they subject their bodies to?

I mention these people because we often know the names, but... we seldom know the lives that made the names. There is a story behind everyone and it helps to have an idea of what is going on, and the myths that develop otherwise... around people, and which have no connection to reality, like George Washington cutting down a cherry tree or throwing a dollar across The Potomac.

Maybe there really is more going on behind the scenes in this election turnaround that we know about. Well... of course there is. That should go without saying. What about something like this?

The Epstein Files

The P. Diddy Files

The Richard Branson Files

We are still in the gray area of the COG- Op. All these picks just as the one with Elon Musk when he chose Linda Yaccarino who is WEF have not been exposed yet. If they did that 1st before they established the…

— Ariel (@Prolotario1) November 13, 2024

Deus Vult! Deus Vult!!!

I don't know the truth behind all the outrageous claims being made by people about executions at Guantanamo, and replacements of major personalities with doubles... as is claimed with Elon Musk and so many others. That stuff is a bridge too far for me, BUT... there is something I can say with a degree of certitude, and... it is easily as important. Anyone who has been reading these blogs for a few years... knows that we have said many things that later proved to be true. We picked Trump to win and to win in a landslide, and I could add many more examples of statements from the past, but that's not my style. I have only the smallest part in it.

I wouldn't have even said this much, but... I have my reasons and hopefully, I will find a way to illustrate these here... in a convincing manner.

The reason I mentioned some examples of famous Hermetic and arcane investigators, alchemists, and... the reason I mentioned saints... is that there are surely many people who know who they are, BUT... much fewer people who know WHY they are OR... why they were. Deus Vult!

For most people, God is an abstraction. God is something defined in countless ways by people who don't know why they are... much less why and what God is. Concerning that... the only honest answer is... I don't know. We may not know what God is, BUT we can know that he is. If you are more interested to know this than anything else. If you want this more than anything else, God WILL get in touch with you... in the process of your looking for him. Usually, he will tap you on the shoulder from behind to let you know he was with you all the time. That sort of thing does not happen by accident. Deus Vult!

God is the one thing that is incomprehensible and indefinable, which is the source of everything else that is definable. So... it is said that God is Love because that is as close as we can get to an understanding of what God is, like saying, God is Light, BUT... at the same time... God is supposed to have said, Let there be light! Hmm...

One of the things that most people don't get about God is that God is INTIMATELY involved in life. Our minds, which operate according to the interactions that occur on the plane of duality... see everything in terms of oppositions and attractions. Only when the mind becomes a mirror is it getting closer to what is real, and the mind has to be stilled to do this. So... it can be said that it is possible for God to be known, but... only by God... or known but not articulated. God is cloaked in his own mystery.

So... it could be said that everything going on in The World might well not be what you think you are looking at or... hearing or... touching, and... it isn't. What it is... is what it was... before it became what you are looking at. People who fully understand this can turn anything into anything else through the function of a mysterious art.

President Trump has sworn to reveal all kinds of secret events and lists that have been heretofore concealed. Will what is revealed be what was hidden or... will something else be revealed in its place? I hardly think he can reveal that Israel was involved in 9/11, yet we know this to be true and we aren't anywhere nearly as close to the sources of information that he and his crew are.

They know the holocaust is a fabrication. Will they declare it so? The real question is; does it matter whether it... or any of the other things are revealed by them? I say this because the truth is coming out regardless of every effort to repress or misdirect it. We are in a time of apocalypse, and... that is a real thing. The force of apocalypse cannot be repressed or diverted by any human agency. It's gonna happen. Deus Vult!

Now... The World is The World is The World. I do not expect The World to play fair. I certainly do not expect it to work contrary to its own nature. Its job is to fascinate... attract... and then trap you. It does this through your desires and appetites. If you are able to master these and... you are, (It is really a matter of whether you choose to master them.) then you are automatically the master of The World.

As long as you are in a state of wanting anything... you are at the mercy of the process. It is impossible to kill out desire, BUT it is not impossible to channel it... to channel all of it toward one result. The whole of existence is about the drama that manifests between your quest for whatever you are questing after, AND... the true object of Quest. One thing alone is worthy of being sought after and it is the everlasting cornucopia of everything else.

Your soul is observing everything that is happening to you, confident in the knowledge that you will eventually tumble to the truth, AFTER a protracted period of suffering, which can go on for a very long time; for as long as you are wanting anything that is not The Thing Itself. You can reduce the length of your suffering by a remarkable degree. The fruit of EVERYTHING that you desire (save for one thing alone) is suffering, and that is the lesson inherent.

A study of the real meaning of The Tree of Good and Evil is imperative to the understanding of what is going on... and on... and on.

I mentioned those names because they represent people who paid the price to find The Thing Itself. When you study the lives of these people... be they searchers after the secrets of life or... celebrators/devotees/worshipers of the origin of life... your suffering comes in The Purification Rituals that are required in order for you to gain The Thing Itself.

I have been a clown and a fuck-up... demonstrably so, and I found it or... it found me; however you want to put it, so... that is evidence that it is certainly possible for you. You don't need superhuman talent... intelligence... or specific tools. You already have what you need and it is the very thing that has gotten you into a fix... every time you have employed it... in the effort to get anything that was not The Thing Itself. It comes down to the right use of the thing you have not used right. Simple as that.

The Mind, however... does not want to play along. It has to be convinced... one way or another, and this... this is the battle for the ages. In the end... you can't do it on your own anyway. That is one of the cardinal truths about the matter. Oh! You can drive a golden spike where so many have climbed up to, BUT... they were still short of The Thing Itself. You have to reach the point where you are willing to permit The Thing Itself to accomplish itself in you.

I was told, “You have come as far as you can. You can go no further. Now you must leave the rest to me.” As soon as you have made it clear to The Invisible Watcher(s) that you are... all in... it will begin, and...

... one last thing.

Loving this 😂❤️
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— Science girl (@gunsnrosesgirl3) November 13, 2024

End Transmission.......

Links are at GAB shortly=

Today's song is=

Somewhere, Some way, Sometime... Some day...

♫ Though I cannot see you. I know you are there

in every drop of water and molecule of air

In every particle of earth and radiance of fire

You are that single thing that I desire.

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

when we no longer wander in the catacombs of night

prisoners of time in search of light

it's the imagined object of... the thing we seek

oh... but we are weak

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

another world will open up deep within your mind

it is a land of wonder, oh... what will we find

to fly away in freedom from all these mortal things

into that greater love so rare and so fine

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

You are the central thing of all that I desire

the warming light of my eternal fire

you have come for me and nothing is the same

and I don't even know your name

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day...

somewhere... some way... sometime... Some day... ♫

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"God Will not Intrude. He Gave You Free Will... So that You Would Come to Him... of Your Own Free Will. That's How it Works."

God Poet Transmitting.......

I am often in wonderment at the conclusions people come to for why events take the course they do. They seem to have no understanding of history or human nature; always seeing things in the short term, and... not how they turn out to be... over a longer reach of time.

Perhaps, it is the nature of a material age that people have so little faith in... or awareness of... a divine being. They believe... somehow... that physical objects and temporal power are greater than the power of The Divine. They grant... in their minds... a greater power and efficacy to supposed shadow groups of unknown players than they do to The Invisible Spiritual Hierarchy... that actually does rule human affairs in the same way that The Sun rules the sky in daytime. I might add that The Sun also rules in nighttime as well because The Moon would have no light... absent The Sun.

HOWEVER... if you are entranced by the power of The Sun... manifesting through moon filters, which are a kind of sunglasses... that people operating under certain influences like to wear... because they put that glorious shine on a rounded behind. At the high end, you get poetry, at the low end, you get perversity and crime.

Equilibrium and balance are always in charge of conditions here, regardless of anyone seeing it or not. The closer that you... personally are... to being in harmonious accord with life... the closer life is to being in harmonious accord with you. Too many of us move through existence like a drunk on a dark road... instead of like a clear-eyed and determined soul with a miner's lamp on his head.

Is The World really ruled by chemically deranged perverts who worship a non-existent devil? Really? Are appearances actually the true measure of what is real or not? Does a secret cabal of Illuminati-Masonic-Satanists decide how your life goes? Perhaps they do if you let the idea of it percolate in your mind. They have zero power over me. I would venture to say that I... personally... have access to a power greater than the collective might of all the governments and religions in The World put together; be they known or unknown.

I have seen this at work.

How is it that people convince themselves... that degenerate schemers... have come into the possession of the secrets of The Inner Council of Initiates? That... somehow... they have a magic greater than the magic of The Sun? That is utter bullshit. Just because things go haywire for millions of people... who prefer to live in a maintained state of spiritual ignorance, does... not... mean... that ignorance holds sway over everyone else. Just because large numbers of people have embraced a fear-based existence over a love-based existence... does not grant the former any power over the latter. It ONLY applies where it applies.

Look at the number of people taken in by bullshit on any given day. Look at the borderline intellects on the talk shows and controlled information outlets... AKA... newsrooms and media outlets. These people are controlled by other people only a little smarter than they are, and manage to convince millions of people that Shit is Shinola, and... not only that, but it tastes wonderful on toast. Better than Nutella is what I am hearing from the test groups. Here's a clue... Shinola doesn't taste very good either.

You know why you get sucked into believing that a criminal organization rules every aspect of your life? It is because your pedestrian desires and carnal appetites rule every aspect of your life and that puts you at the mercy of a criminal organization INSIDE your mind... not at large somewhere in Switzerland or London... or New York... or Washington AC-DC.

When you permit The SHADOW of Fear to control your thoughts... feelings and actions... you give actual substance to The SHADOW. It is only a shadow. One can understand why it might scare a child... who is closer yet to their last life... where they had to pass through The Tunnel of Jump Scares... to get to the waiting room... for their next body, and... attendant destiny, and... wait for it to be woven on The Moon's loom.

The real conspiracy that you need to be concerned with is the one between your atavistic fear and your compromised imagination. Those are your real overlords and... they have displaced the true ruling authority... in the throne room of your heart. Love is the lifeline between you and your God. If fear displaces it... your God is also replaced OR... appears to be, and you will wander lost, and you will suffer until you go right-side up again. You are literally upside-down until you make the necessary adjustments.

When you take yourself off of God's TV screen, how is God supposed to keep track of you? Oh... he knows where you are, but... he figures you have your reasons. You must have your reasons, yes? I wonder what they are.

The Divine is ALWAYS in charge, BUT... if you go over to the other side... if you step across the line and join The Resistance, then... you get what The Resistance ALWAYS gets... when it resists The Will of God. You get what happens when The Waters of God's Love rolls over a stone in a stream. Eventually, that stone is worn away, and... so is The Resistance. That can take a very long time... if time is measured in self-inflicted torment, and... it is measured in self-inflicted torment because... the basic drive in all existence is toward Liberation and Unity. Fear will not accomplish that.

Love is the key to Unity... and fear cannot be riding shotgun unless you anticipate putting that shotgun in your mouth at some point; smells like post-teenage nihilism... which is what you get when you convince yourself that there is no rhyme... reason... or meaning to life. Cancel God out of your life and your life will cancel you. I am talking about inviolable laws. You break it... you bought it.

If you are a guy... you will always find a female counterpart to mirror your shortcomings and vice-versa. If you desire to see certain pedestrian attractions realized in the exchange... that is exactly what you will get and nothing more. If you see God... God WILL appear and speak to you, but... you must prove yourself first and that is where Love and self-restraint come in.

God is ALWAYS lurking and wishes with a love beyond your understanding to come into unity with you, BUT... if that is not your thing... God will not intrude. He gave you free will... so that you would come to him... of your own free will (that is how it works), and he has forever so... impatience is not on the menu with The Divine.

As long as you want to be out in The Cold and pretend that it is warm and cozy... you are free to do so. If you want to come in from The Cold (metaphorically speaking)... you can do this, and The Love of God will warm you up and hold you close. God will be your constant companion.

I know this to be true.

All the boogeymen that you create in your head and then project outward into your world are your own creations. Just because millions of other people buy into the same bullshit does... not... make... it... real. Sure... there are bad guys and girls out there looking to lord it over everyone else. They are trapped inside a schematic of perdition, and if you give them power over you, they will take that power over you. It is their nature to do this. You want to play that game? Have at it!

If you want to get together with millions of people and create a boogeyman... you can do this, and... presto! You will have a boogeyman. Faith is The Substance of Things Unseen, AND... that means Negative Faith as well. It is not only Positive Faith that creates things and conditions. Negative Faith ALSO does this.

You know why tyranny is visited upon a nation? It is because people have ceased to discipline themselves and their offspring, and... then? They have it visited upon them. Action-reaction... Cause and Effect. When materialism results in moral profligacy... there is... sooner or later... Hell to pay. Ask The Weimar Republic and those who are presently devoted to creating a new one worldwide. They are about to get answered to.

Bullies eventually find it all comes back on them.

It is the way of things. I am not lobbying for this or delighting in the certainty of it. I am simply stating what happens when The Spirit informs matter that has drenched itself in sensation.

I am not suggesting you support any political leader or stand around cynically damning them... when you know jack-shit about them, EXCEPT for what the lying media tells you; I don't like the way he smiles. I don't like his suit. I don't like his wife. Whatever your reservations are about anything are also the belief systems you build that control your life.

You are far better off emulating The Sun and shining on everyone... blessing them and wishing them well. People who say nasty shit wind up in nasty shit. Act mean and dismissive and you will find the same. I did not decide this. It is a law that you cannot get around.

I write certain things here every weekday, and I can see that it is a useless effort in many cases. A lot of what I say is not convenient for people. The fact is... people will go on thinking what they think... saying and feeling what comes out of them, and doing what impulses tell them to do. They go around one corner and then run into a wall. They go around the wall and they fall into a hole. Sometimes it's smooth and sometimes it's bumpy. They feed on wishin and hopin, and... it goes the way it goes.

There are PROVEN options that are available for the use of everyone, BUT... people just go right on by. It takes great trauma of some kind to wake them up even a little bit. It's a damn shame really, BUT... they have forever. In every case... it depends on how much more they can take. Some have a greater store of resistance than the next person. I am all out of resistance... and...

... one last thing.

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— Not A Number (@myhiddenvalue) October 20, 2024

End Transmission.......

Last Sunday's radio broadcast is here.

Today's song is;

In Virginia Graham's House

(this is a very long dirge set to somber music)

♫ She wanted to be proper

sit with her knees together

in her summer dress

The adults they liked her fine

Even though she knew for sure

she's never be one

she tried to be a person

With such a little sense of self

it was all that she could manage

Drowning lifeboats took the fishes

to a place she could not go

The contempt went on for miles

underneath her perfect smiles

she was reduced to shadows

by the melted skating rink

they said yes mam and would you please

She could not free her knees

Was it the harsh expectancy?

the yearning to belong?

Saying all the right things

and meaning none of them

can people really tell?

Well, not if they are just like you

You'll see them all in Hell

They do the same my little friend

We're going to need a bigger well

she spoke the party line

lies are the currency of time

it is a darker need

where secrets go to seed

a little frottage now for Hershel

while they're doing the commercial

No one liked her for that

She learned to hunt in packs

Then the bad shit happened

when she ate the scarabs

from the pyramid tequila

It was all those fucking Arabs

With AI carpet knives

they could make jumbo jets

fly through a camel’s eye

into the Fawlty Towers

that fell down all by themselves

she was one of those rich people

won't let her in their house

She could predict the weather

when she kept her knees together

Boy! She had it backwards and

she did it backwards too

it was a bunch of crap she talked

she fucked everything that walked

and even things that slid beneath

the emerald grass so green

it was perfectly obscene

Not like Leda and the swan

The swan got served for lunch

and then she did The Devil

she said it was a hunch

to get her rolling with the punch

I suppose if she had known that

the truth would not leave town

would she even care

but she just flipped her hair

and the Passionate intensity

came bleeding from the walls

of every empty room

in Virginia Graham's head

in Virginia Graham's house

she would go on believing

if she said the normal things

she could gain their trust

but then she was a publisher

and left them in the dust

all those stranger interludes

Those crying inner voices

with everything in caps

and she wanted to be just like the rest

but could not keep her knees from knocking

in Virginia Graham's House

or anywhere that she might be

Time would tell and we would see

she parted them and opened up

the gates of hell itself

and who's she gonna tell

cause Truth's a real hard sell

No one wants to hear it

It scared her oh so much

she couldn't even look

she couldn't look because

It would surely change her life

MEANWHILE in another town

Leonard Bernstein's getting down

stroking a black panther cat

who stalked him in his mind

and took him from behind

and put his ankles in his ears

that's what they're doing now with queers

and fucked him with the top down

in a Mercedes from Berlin

I think it was the Weimar model

where the top went down in the back

Think how history would have changed

if it had been a Cadillac

and now we're back and deep into

the dreams of dying men

rutting in the deep that

lies between her knees

and all the things she never had

the things she could not do

in Virginia Grahams house

Whose wet erotic nature spills

across terrazzo patios

like hot psychotic rain

and now she stalks The World

and that means all of us

This vampyr succubus

that sneaks into the restless night

to drink the random seeds of light

and birth unnatural children

in the catacombs of France

You say that like it's easy

but they never had a chance

They writhe and dance beneath her

like ululating tongues

they cry for peace

That ugly word

And freedom gee... I guess

unlike the Palestinians

where The Chosen made a mess

and left them dying where they stand

They're dying cause of monsters

who stole their native land

It's a bit above my station

to define reincarnation

but Satan has his offspring

and they flourish on this plane

they got Marrano Torquemadas

for this new age intifada

son and holy ghost

Hey! ♫ Who's the God they hate the most?

(that's made for you and me? ♫)

best way to lose your audience

is to speak down to them

The best way to reveal yourself

is trying to conceal yourself

and hide away all by yourself-

as if you

were never there

But you were

Oh yes you were

you were really really there

We reveal the truth of us

in everything we say

It's a tisket for a tasket

put the lotion in the basket

or else you get the ho's

they'll make you do the nasty

while they open up your nose

And we reveal it when we hide it

But everybody sees...

Everybody sees

God help us keep our knees together

while we close our eyes

And not open them in private

for people we despise

God keep us from pursuing

the eaters of the dead

Who will chase us through the labyrinth

until their young are fed

Across this deep divide of nothing

where you get something for nothing

Into the dark and empty vase

Into the room of shrouded things

where everything is motionless

and no beauty ever sings

at Virginia Graham's house

In the darkness of antiquity

you can watch the china age

and They will watch you growing old

Among the cobwebs and the mold

Some fires burn too hot to bear

Or even to behold...

Believing something's real

doesn’t make it true

You’d be better served to wonder who it is

believes in you.

No one is at home in Virginia Graham's House

Everything's been chewed to dust

by Ganapati's mouse

and all the drinks that steal your soul

Why yes... the drinks are free

Freer by a million times

than you will ever be

In Virginia Graham's house

She came from a hungry lineage

of lizard DNA

that burns and shrieks like living pain

from that place that has no name

underneath the stones that sleep beneath

Virginia Graham's House

60 some the count of rooms

I saw when I was there

where Yakshas had their fun

I was with her son one night

and I saw every one

all antiseptic waiting rooms

in a funeral home

where lies were written to conceal

the things inside the killing zone

of Virginia Graham's House

Now Jeff Bezos runs the shop

he's kinda like the traffic cop

that closed his eyes and waved you by

while waiting for your car to die

Yeah... you know... it's all a lie

you're not the kind that's asking why

until you're bent over the couch

in Virginia Graham's House ♫

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And Substack is over there where Substack is=

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