tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-224212602024-03-18T04:03:36.871+01:00Reflections in a Petri DishVisiblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15261079540110616341noreply@blogger.comBlogger1020125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22421260.post-63855871155875985922024-03-14T17:44:00.011+01:002024-03-14T23:01:18.460+01:00"This is What Comes of Having Vested Interests that Can Be Diminished or Taken From You, If... You... Tell... The... Truth."<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">God Poet Transmitting.......</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The TikTok sale was not about The Chinese owning it. It was about <a href="https://twitter.com/CensoredMen/status/1767942615910039761">pressure from The ADL</a> which owns the Congress that makes the laws.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Behind the scenes... The Usual Suspects own The United States Government. This is amply demonstrated by their overwhelming presence in every critical area of the government. Most people don't like their mass murder of The Palestinians... because they want their land and resources.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">How is it that the masses have not yet discovered what a put-up job October 7<sup>th</sup> was? Have they learned nothing from 9/11? Oh... right... they don't know about that either. Do they know about Israel's motto being <i>“By deception, thou shalt do war?”</i> From the language used in the statement, one might imagine that motto has been around for a long time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well... The TikTok caper shows that The World is waking up, and every effort they make to shut down... the mediums that expose them... will only result in a greater exposure, and... more and more proof of their out-sized influence... in every area of human life.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The control they have exercised over material conditions... is being revealed to The World... through The Power of Apocalypse. Their hour has come round at last, and... there is NOTHING they can do to forestall what is coming for them. It is coming for them in external form, and... it is coming internally as well. The Avatar has got them coming AND going. They don't want to be standing still either; not that they could.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It always comes back to <a href="#Patrick">The 9/11 Litmus Test</a>. If you don't know about 9/11, and who did 9/11, BUT... mostly... if you got some kind of a porous argument that will not survive even casual scrutiny... you fail. You are delegitimized in my eyes. If you don't know by now or... can't say that Israel was an architect and main player in the 9/11 attacks, AND... AND... you happen to be a politician, somebody... owns... you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is what comes of having skin in the game. This is what comes of having vested interests that can be diminished or taken from you, if... you... tell... the... truth. I had to make that choice a long time ago, once I saw how the game was played. Over the course of history... many souls have had to come to terms with themselves and their conscience. Everyone else keeps their heads down and their mouths shut. They should never have been born at all. What a disgrace!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everyone who closes their eyes to the truth, and... everyone who denies the truth... automatically betrays their fellows; cave dei videt.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Oh, my goodness!!! Mr. Apocalypse has turned it up several notches. What the Hayul is this??? Remember when I mentioned Macron and his wife... 25 years his elder? <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v81g1tldi4c">Wait till you get a load of this!!!</a></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Can The Tale of Big Bad Mike be far behind? <i>♫ Big Mike... Big Bad Mike... one testicle of iron... the other of steel. If the left one don't get you then the right one... oh never mind!!! Puleeze! ♫</i> HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And... elsewhere... elsewhere? Somewhere? I don't know! People are dropping everywhere. It seems there might be pulses that can be sent out... over cellphone frequencies... that trigger fatal reactions, at least that is what I am picking up on other... internal frequencies. This whole Vaccine of Death scenario is a well-orchestrated... culling of humanity... that is tied into 5G, and... and? All sorts of things.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why am I even bringing that up? Everyone who reads here already (or should already) knows this. Well... I am given to believe that this is <a href="https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC8580522/">now warming up in the on-deck circle</a>. I'm sorry to include this science-heavy commentary, BUT... for those who get it... it gives a launching pad for further speculation... leading to... greater insight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I have mentioned the Time Bombs... Depth Charges... that have been dropped into the collective unconscious... these are tuned to the progressive advance of Lady Awakening... rising up from the depths of the subconscious... into the surface mind, AND... going Ka-Boom!!! This is a feature of one of those forces loosed into The World by The Divine. It is the cosmic arrangement of events that reflect off of... occur as a product of... the interplay of Apocalypse and Awakening. Call them Offspring if you like.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Step by step... This happens... then That happens, and then? Whatever follows That happens, and then... that leads to the next thing that happens. If you can detach your mind from its investments in outcome on this plane, you will literally... be able to see all of this happening.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Israel and its appearance-manipulating... disinfo organizations... were outraged by TikTok promoting pro-Palestinian narratives. They tried an end run under false presentations of Chinese hoodooery (not that that is not also... probably going on) and? Well... they've been caught out by these depth charges... these time-release-capsule bombs... set to go off exactly when they do.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What's coming up in The Event Horizon? Well... that certain something... that THEY say happened... during World War Two, and... that they tried to get happening in World War One... that's coming up. The truth about 9/11... that's coming up. The Killer Vaccine mass-murder affair... that's coming up. Dark and dirty doings by The Clintons... The Obamas, and... The Bidens, (and a collection of ne'er-do-wells that we have not seen... ever before... in such numbers.) are coming up too.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These are all in the process of emerging from the soil of The Greater Subconscious like Amanita virosa... with a speaker system... communicating over the mycelium telegraph. The waving... trembling... hyphae are telling The Hive Mind... where to look, and... what it means. Each of these PROGRAMMED events of exposure, and... revelation... are linked to revelations within us... having to do with our becoming more familiar... with our own being... by contrast with those who have betrayed their own being. Yikes!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We understand things through comparisons with their opposite numbers... by associations in place and time... through similarities in behavior and appearance. We make connections in our minds by electrical interactions, AND... ALL... OF... THIS... is going to lead to an epidemic of <i>Eureka! Eureka!</i> Not all of us will be sitting in the bathtub when it hits.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The CIA, and other intelligence services... create conspiracy stories... to cover for the real stories taking place; reptile beings masquerading as humans... ill-fitting face masks on public figures... with the intention of making us think we are seeing something... Flat Earth BS... Aliens among us.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They create these tales to distract us from what... is... really... going... on, AND... which you can't generally see in the first place because IT IS ALL made to happen through POSSESSION. It is an internal dynamic. This is why we are told, <i>“By their works, ye shall know them.”</i> They manufacture distractions all through the day... via hundreds and hundreds of media outlets... that they control... or have compromised.... or created for those purposes in the first place.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For the common rat in the maze... the garden variety pigeon... bread and circuses will suffice. However... with The Awakening... that they most certainly know about... there is another group of awakening humans that they have to deal with. They have whole departments that keep up with this sort of thing. Telepathic invasion is a regular feature with them. They broadcast subliminally into The Hive Mind 24-7 from invisible conning towers of darkness.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Just because you see something or... think you saw something... does not mean they didn't put it there for you to see... to begin with. Wake up!!! Meanwhile... you don't actually have to worry about all that. Forces of Light are omnipresent, and... directing traffic... as it pleases Heaven for them to do so. What you do need to do is align with these forces of light, and... you do that by watching what you think, say, and do.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You rely on the ineffable and the ineffable will handle your affairs. Rely on yourself and you will be permitted to handle your affairs, and... good luck with that; given The Purpose of Demonstration et. al.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Pay attention! It is the difference between Life and Death or... should we just say Transition... since there is no Death; not really. That's good news and that's bad news. One of the first things you discover upon leaving your body... which is your anchor into this plane... is just how under control the whole process is.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We can't seem to comprehend The Control Factor because we never see more than half of The Process at any particular time. Something's missing, is it? The more you pay attention... the more you concentrate and focus your attention... the more you see into things... the more they reveal their nature and their purpose to you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>First the kiss, then the whip</i>... or is it, <i>first the whip, then the kiss?</i> I think it's the former, but that doesn't sound any better than the other one because there is always the whip... before or after. Then I find out that I came up with that phrase in the first place, so... it's what they call <i>a push</i> in Vegas. I sometimes think of how The Truth can sting like a whip when it is applied to a liar.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I've mentioned a few times... these several transformative forces... that The Divine has loosed in The World... a few months ago. Until today... I've never been given any details on their composition or intention. Today... I was told that one of them was meant to reveal The Truth... at the worst possible moment... for The Big Liars, and... before the largest possible audience of the moment. This was revealed to me at the conclusion of Thursday's State of The Union travesty of interactive... partisan... fellatio.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I heard a voice say; <i>“look at that doddering old fool with so much blood on his hands. I don't doubt he sleeps upside down... hanging from the rafters in The While House attic, BUT... does it have an attic? Never mind, I'm being metaphorical... kind of. Lies are combustible, and the bigger the lie, the more flammable are the pants of the liar.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ever since I met The Man on The Beach, it has been a matter of some amazement to me, how plain-spoken and... sometimes... even outrageously funny... some of the spokes-entities for the ineffable... can be. Many times when I hear something... it tends to echo for a long period of time, and each time I hear the echo... a different meaning comes to me... as if I were peeling an onion; not something I have ever engaged in... I don't think, BUT... you get my meaning... ne c'est pas?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There's probably going to be a certain amount of French in this posting. It's unintentional really. I can just see that it's going to happen because... some of these things... will make perfect sense to The French, and less sense to other nationalities. Sometimes The French are the only ones who get it. <a href="https://lesvisible.bandcamp.com/track/vive-la-france">Vive La France!</a></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So these forces crawl round The World like serpents. They go everywhere... through the high... wide... and lonesome, and... around the level of the ankles... in the corridors of power. They hear and understand everything, and... they leave time deposits in their wake, set to go off at The Given Moment. We've all heard of The Given Moment, BUT... there hasn't been a given moment like this Given Moment in a very long time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">BUT... I've been certain... for a long time... of something earthshaking... coming about sooner... rather than later... because of the horrific direction of conditions and events, and... the need for people to be rocked out of their sleep one way or another. When the whole world starts to look like Sodom and Gomorrah, fire is going to come out of the skies. In a manner of speaking.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I felt both sad and grateful... as I watched that Special Olympics Cirque du Soleil rerun today; no doubt... it wasn't intentionally ironic to hold it at The Dark of The Moon... given that Cirque Du Soleil means Circus of The Sun. No... it's just more cosmic happenstance... coincidence if you prefer. I don't think they're smart enough to do that on purpose, or... are they? (Visible raises a finger to his temple and pretends to be thoughtful for a moment.) I was sad it was happening and grateful I was not there.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It does sound like something their Israeli Overlords and paymasters might come up with. They have their own Dark of The Moon coming up shortly. Perhaps it will be a duet of dueling darknesses? Ir will be entertainment indeed for me to watch their sang-froid be the first thing to leave the building... when the lights go out.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">How can they sit there and listen to that guy with a straight face, and what strange cocktails did he imbibe before he went on camera? He hasn't been that composed and fluent... like that... for any length of time in a long while, and he still wasn't that good. He looked like a paper mache man with a retarded demon's hand up his ass. <i>Visible! That wasn't very nice!</i> It wasn't? Hmm... and I was being kind... too. Of course, a demon with its hand up the ass of a paper mache puppet will soon cause a fire.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The camera kept panning to The Fluffers in the audience. They had that wide-eyed and yet slightly deranged look of dogs who had been told that licking their privates in public was not polite. I think it was the word, 'polite' that made their brows wrinkle... then it switched to that eager look of expectation like they might just get a treat. Mind... not as nice a treat as they were just having (or thinking about), but... a treat nonetheless.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Dogs really love the smell of decaying carcasses also. I've seen them immediately go to rolling and wriggling over them, and really putting their backs into it. I don't think that's much of a stretch for contemporary members of Congress, who... no doubt... have rolled in things much less appetizing than road kill. Otherwise, they wouldn't be in Congress. I was sad to see that not a single transsexual in uniform was present... sitting next to the sad collection of military catamites who were there, and are all that is left of a once formidable military.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I didn't mean to speak ill of dogs. Anyone should know that is not a likely event from me. It's just in their nature to do certain things... the same as members of Congress, but... not with the same degree of obscenity. I have often prayed that I might have the loyalty and devotion of a dog. I have never prayed that I might have anything possessed by members of Congress.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Don't worry. They are importing tens of thousands of military-age men who will do what they are told once the interpreters arrive. I am constantly astonished... at what these people... with all the appearances of power and money... will do right in front of everyone else, and not think it will eventually come back on them. That is the intention of The Cosmos, and... <i>thy will be done</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Supreme Court buzzards were also front and center. Can you imagine how careful the people directing the broadcast-camera operators had to be? I wonder if they have a 7-second delay for that... like they do for audio? I mean... some of the heavyweights in the crowd must have been providing all kinds of expressions of distaste in their features, and the tsunami of lies rolled on, and on.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Biden was lying a mile a minute. I kept expecting his hair to catch fire at any time. I remember when he was first shoehorned into The Senate and... he had less hair than he does now; not that I care about such things... one way or the other... but it does speak to the fact that there are people who believe cosmetic adjustments will balance the scale of appearances... when honor and integrity go missing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It makes me reflect on the creation of a similar location called Las Vegas by Bugsy Segal and The Shapeshifter Crews... with a tip of the hat-trick to Meyer Lansky... Moe Dalitz, and Frank Rosenthal. There were even a few Italians on the set... to make it all look like something it was not. Then again... is that not the magic of The World... to begin with; making something... out of seeming nothing... into something it is not, BUT only appears to be? That's when the real glamour agents and make-up artistes arrive.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile... far away... we see signs of these serpentine forces... moving in sinuous certitude... toward NECESSARY change. Many decades ago... The Rothschild Vampire Coven used the Dreyfuss Affair and one of their titled suits... named Lord Balfour... to set the engines revving... for the creation of a sovereign criminal banking syndicate... called Israel. I get misty-eyed just thinking about it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ah... these tireless workers for The Greater Good! Now... those forces loosed by The Divine are finding vehicles... people... who seem to know their history and <a href="https://twitter.com/TPostMillennial/status/1766148071262433589">are finally focusing all that displaced revolutionary fervor of directed action... in the locations where it belongs</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is how it happens, folks... seemingly out of nowhere... coming at those who used similar tactics in Russia, and other locations, and killed millions. Now... the lens of fury is about to be turned upon them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The thing is... if your situation is defined by that old je ne sais quoi, you are in desperate need of some savoir-faire... in your search for credibility. Credibility works from the inside out. It is not something you can applique... probably the reason that prophets, and legitimate seers... do not travel with glamour workers and a gay hairdresser, BUT... if you do... it pretty much defines your target audience. Non?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well, my friends... the movie is about to start. I know you've seen the cartoons and The Coming Attractions... being given the old play-by-play here at these locations. Now it's time for The Main Feature. So... get yourself the Big Gulp-size container of some hot-buttered porn, cut a hole in the bottom, and... find a seat in the balcony. You can pretend you are with someone. It's an easy thing... when it's too dark to see. Then again, if it's too dark to see... maybe you aren't alone, and... wouldn't that be nice?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'm going to say it again. It doesn't make any difference. It won't cut through the brain fog of Fundamentalist Stupor. It just won't. I've tried. No way. Real diamonds might cut glass, but you can't cut smoke with anything but Wind (cue Vayu), and... you can cut anything that can be cut... in a mirror, BUT... you can't cut the mirror... if the mirror side is facing down. Perhaps I am trying to say something here that cannot be said directly?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I suspect this must be true... because you can give a Fundamentalist a direct statement, and it will somehow curve right around their understanding. Does it have something to do with the Space-Time Continuum? Maybe. I don't know. What is the Space-Time Continuum? It's a hall of mirrors. Don't go chasing reflections... if the mirror side is facing away.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Like I said... direct statements don't work so... one must be indirect. Perhaps a sucker punch would work? That's not necessary. Life itself will take care of that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In any case... many... many times I have stated here that I am NOT a Christian. I am NOT a Hindu. I am not, and never have been a Jew... or a member of The Communist Party. I am not a Muslim. It is possible that... in other lives... I have been any... and perhaps... all of these. I have memory of being a Buddhist fellow in yellow and green robes, and a member of an Egyptian brotherhood. I have a memory of being a monk, so... perhaps I've worn all the outfits and hats. I wear none of them now.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You may... somehow... have talked yourself into believing that I am going to Hell. I've been there, BUT I won't be going there on your invitation or at your direction. You don't speak for the one I serve, and... I suspect you don't even speak for the one you claim to serve because... he doesn't send people to Hell. They go there under their own recognizance.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You may wonder why I bring this up today. Every now and again... like a regular thing... I have to clarify certain issues because... otherwise... people make assumptions. That's what happens in a world where all of us are mirrors, and we see ourselves in everyone else. The person we are reflecting... may look, and be... entirely different (in actuality) from the way in which we see them. That doesn't matter to people who have already made their minds up... about all kinds of things... that they have no understanding of whatsoever.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I have no use for religion(s). They are cash register lanes for people who don't mind paying for crowd control; probably because they have so little control over themselves... that they require peer pressure to do what everyone else is doing, and... just assume it has to be right... because everyone else is doing it. I don't know why so many people do the things they do. It is mystifying. They destroy themselves in short order OR... they take all kinds of time doing it over the long haul.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That's okay... I guess... cause no one really dies... they just go somewhere else for a while. Each time... except in rare cases... on their inevitable return... they get a memory wipe that counts as a fresh start. It might be very uncomfortable to arrive... already knowing what you were previously, and... to also find that your mother is a former girlfriend... your father was once your son, and your brother had recently been a bitter enemy. These things happen all the time. The continuum of existence is about taking care of business with the people you have business with.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is why I am detached. I have no feelings for blood kin that differ from the feelings I have for anyone else. I see no point in becoming attached to anyone who is gradually disappearing as I look at them. Why should I miss anyone who is simply another version of me? In fact... EVERYONE is another version of me... going through the process of becoming... ultimately... helpful and harmless... to EVERYONE else. At the present...not everyone is helpful and harmless... not hardly. They will have the error of every other posture... explained to them... in the long course of lifetimes... through the endless dance of cause and effect.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here's what happens when you arrive at the mindset of being helpful and harmless to everyone you meet. Eventually... (time may vary depending on however much baggage you still carry), everyone becomes helpful and harmless to you. Now... you can speed up the process... by simply depositing all of your baggage... in any one of the convenient angelic dumpsters... that are waiting for you to do just that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Can't see the dumpsters? Well... you have this silent partner who goes everywhere you go. You may be unaware of him/her because your reality is all personality-based, BUT... I can assure you that someone is standing by to take all of your troubles... and imagined responsibilities... off your hands... as soon as you are finally willing to let go of them. Really.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am telling you about things I have discovered to be true. How do I know they are true? I know they are true because... by their very presence... they render everything else to be false and illusory. They ring, and they sing, and I can't help but to come into resonance with them because... they are stronger than I am or ever will be. Now... when I speak of things... in the plural sense... I am only talking about one thing that has many facets... like a jewel the way it catches the light OR... the way light becomes a spectrum when it enters through a prism.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There was only the white light, to begin with, and then... it became all those colors! It is easy to get lost in the colors and forget that they are all extensions of a single light. This is the thing with religions. Each religion is a different color... because it reflects the inherent dispensation... of all the people who are born on The Ray of Color it applies to.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The people of one color of belief are naturally suspicious of the people who subscribe to another color of belief. Yet... all these colors come from the one light.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In The Land of Physics... White is the sum of all colors, and Black is the absence of color, which makes 'people of color' sort of an abstraction, and... my even mentioning it racist, but... the color of skin has nothing to do with the colors of light. It's just one more way that existence likes to fuck with your head... cause you think you know what's going on, and are not shy about letting everyone else know what you think you know.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't care about the color of anyone's skin. Life has given me many a surprise... about what kind of man or woman... is concealed beneath the color of their flesh...which is the least part of them anyway. I care about the color of a person's thoughts and feelings... about the quality of their soul...which is the light... that gives luminescence... or else the persona conceals it... behind a carnal darkness.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">My job is to not block the light. To not step between God and his material existence. My job is to hold still... while the light passes through me.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I've found good in every kind of person. On occasion... I have found it even when they didn't know it was there. You see... it is up to us what we call forth from others... whatever we do find... is what we brought to the conversation. Now... of course... there are people going about and looking for trouble, and you can be sure they will find it, however... it does not need to be you who gives them this opportunity... not if you are helpful and harmless.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If I say harmless... I do not mean defenseless. We are ALL attended by invisible friends (and protectors) OR... invisible hungers that feed upon us. There is a lot more that is invisible than there is that is visible, AND The Visible is ALWAYS ruled by The Invisible, so... steady on mates.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Some may think I am opposed to romantic love. That would hardly be the case for a poet. Been there and done that. I now consider myself a true romantic... who is in love with The Divine... (well... I have always thought so) WHO ALSO is not any particular thing, but... can (and does) become anything... for a time... as it pleases him to, and then... he changes his clothes, while fools continue to worship him in garments he once wore, but... wears no more.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Unfortunately for Fundies of every stripe... The Divine is coming yet again... in a new set of clothes, and that will be the end of it for The Wardrobe Department of the previous age. You don't have to believe me. Time will tell and we shall see.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As I observe life... I note that the ages... or stages... I observed it from... have a lot to do with the way I saw and understood it. The constructs I observe it through also affect my understanding and the meaning I take from it. Sometimes... I am quite sure I am experiencing everything in a dream state. Sometimes... I am sure it is in a movie-like format. Sometimes... I note the different theaters of operation; the body... the emotions... the mental plane, and there are higher states that I go in and out of... in search of a greater consistency and continuity of the same.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is a slow progression... even though I have been told, and I am sure it is true... that I am moving at quite a clip... regardless of however it may look to me. Meanwhile... The World seems to be going in another direction... most especially in places like Israel and the rapidly disappearing country of Palestine. Once it was only Palestine. There... Palestinians... Jews... Christians and others... lived together for many years in the area of Palestine.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A World War came and much of the planet was thrown into disarray. As is always the case... in times of war... The Truth is the first casualty. Someone said that... I can't remember who right now. During this war, a certain group of people tried to fabricate the myth that six million of them were exterminated. That was a lie, and the lie got no traction, BUT... it was a good primer for things to come.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This group of people is genetically disposed to lying and deceitful practices... where money and power are concerned. This led to them being kicked out of 109 countries... for doing the same thing... over and over again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No other group of people can come anywhere near those numbers. Those numbers are epic, and... according to them... it was always The Other Guy's fault. They are unique in this regard. They were even expelled from The United States by President Grant... in the period following The Civil War... due to military corruption and illegal trade activity.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">From what even revised history tells us, they had and continue to have a very large criminal element among them, and they kept getting caught out and having to be dealt with.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then... a second World War came, and... like white on rice... they began to claim that six million of them got exterminated again. This time they were much more successful because they had gotten much more powerful internationally. You can read Henry Ford about that aspect. They also controlled the Nuremberg process... that allowed them to distort the actual historical narrative... by torturing the German officers... they were able to convince them... to confess to crimes they had not engaged in, by crushing their testicles and through other creative means.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The most powerful international vampire-banker consortium in The World... was created by them many decades earlier, and it kept getting richer and more powerful. They sunk The Titanic in order to seal the deal for a Federal Reserve, which gave them control of the American money supply. This all went on before World War One, and... likely led to it, so... they were in a good position... some decades later... to promote a holocaust fantasy for their own benefit; a benefit which still pays remarkably well to this day.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ironically, they had caused several holocausts of their own before claiming to have suffered The Big One. They instigated The Armenian Holocaust through The Young Turks. They arranged The Holomodor genocide as well, AND... they arranged for the mass murders of tens of millions of Russians. The collected total of deaths... is far in excess of what they claimed to have suffered, BUT... they got away with it, and now... in many ways... they control The World.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They do not control the whole world. No one has ever been able to do that, AND... no one ever will be able to... because someone already does control the whole world, for reasons that are confusing to the mortal mind. Nonetheless... it is so, and no one ever gets to control the whole world. They have gained control of The Western World, and they are... presently... seeking to gain control of the whole world through World War 3, which they are doing everything they can presently manage to do... to bring it about.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">However... let us return to the central issue of this posting. We seem to have digressed rather far afield to provide an extremely cursory backstory. Given the scope of the whole thing... the brevity employed here is nothing less than astonishing; thank you very much. (grin)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... following The Second World War, which they were also the instigators of, and... on the heels of an enormous lie machine that they created... they were able to strong-arm the victors of that war into giving them the country that had previously belonged to The Palestinians. They immediately set about exterminating the rightful residents of that land, which resulted in nearly a million of them fleeing for their lives.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They insisted they were the original inhabitants of that land, and the Sephardic strain might well be. They are not. They are not... no matter how much history they distort... no matter how many towns and streets they change the names of... no matter how many people they kill... they are not the original inhabitants.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">DNA tests prove that The Palestinians came from that location and were the native residents of that land. The incoming invaders had no DNA to indicate their right to be there. Their DNA placed them in the area of Ukraine, where they also started a war... just recently... because they want their homeland back, and... I do not doubt they intend to create a land mass that they control... all the way from Ukraine to what is now called Israel, but remains Palestine... no matter how many lying sonsabitches say otherwise.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... a few months ago... they arranged a false flag attack on themselves. They are very good at false flags, well... their motto is, <i>“By way of deception, thou shall do war.”</i> They orchestrated an attack on America at the turn of this century. This allowed them to create a Homeland Security Agency that they still own and operate, and they are busy as can be through this agency... in an effort to destroy America.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">HOWEVER... before they destroy America... they must destroy Palestine, so... as I said... they arranged a false flag attack, and have been using that... since... to justify the murder of tens of thousands of women and children. They have also arrested many thousands of Palestinians... of every sex and age, and are presently torturing them for their amusement. This is an incontestable truth... like it or not... it is so.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... now we come to the present where they have herded a couple of million of the remaining Palestinians... that they are shooting for sport... and whom they intend to wipe out... and they don't give a flying fuck what anyone might say about the matter. They just opened fire on a large crowd of Palestinians... who were starving and waiting for food trucks to arrive. As soon as they did... The Israelis started mowing them down. They killed about a hundred and wounded nearly a thousand.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The people who shot them said they felt threatened by all these people... these unarmed people... that they had herded into this location, and... since they had been threatening and harassing each shipment brought in by aid groups... the people were very hungry. They caused them to be hungry. They want them dead and they are doing it in front of the whole world while those in power... who fear the loss of their positions and fortunes... if they say anything about these monsters... they just stand and look and shuffle their feet.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Someone, please bring in the musicians... so that those shuffling their feet won't look so feckless and cowardly as they do. They can pretend they are having a good time. No doubt some of them are.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile... a small group of demonically possessed psychopaths who operate organizations like The WEF... The WHO... The UN... Bilderberger, and... well, there's a shit-ton of them, so... I don't have to list them all do I? Even so... they are a small number because many of them belong to all of them, and the killers of Palestinians make up a large number in all of these groups. Anyway... these demented... cold-blooded monsters... are working on destroying most of the human race, not just The Palestinians.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The whole world has gone crazy, BUT... it is always like this at the turning of an age, and there are so many of us who have shown up for The Event. What that event is... few of them could tell you. They thought they knew why they came here... once... now they no longer do.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know it looks grim... my friends, but... me no worry. I've got invisible friends. So do many of you. I recommend you rely utterly on your invisible friend(s). There's only the one friend, but that friend has multiplied his/her presence far and wide because he/she has a lot to manage. Find that friend within now. Find that friend before you are driven to find that friend. Find that friend and let him/her create a sanctuary within you. That is the best advice I have to offer.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I have been observing life... through its stages and phases. So much of it makes so little sense, but that is because it is so hard to see The Big Picture. Everything is under control. I don't care how it might look to you. Pray that you might be granted the ability to see more clearly. Pray for The Palestinians and others who struggle through such torment in these times. The Avatar IS coming, and a golden age will follow that. There's going to be a lot of dust-up between here and then. Shelter in place.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Surely there are reasons why things have come to such a pass, and... surely... it has something to do with advanced Materialism and the abandonment of an inner life. What religions there are... are either completely under the spell of dark agencies... that have taken control of the doctrine... or have become ruthlessly authoritarian, and also under the spell of dark agencies.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Let's think of the former as being an expression of Luciferian self-will, and the other as Satan's Penitentiary of The Mind. On the one hand, we have flesh magnet transsexuals giving the daily sermon. On the other hand, we have Sharia Law. Neither of these inspires any sense of Higher Love, and Higher Love is the single pathway to the upper rooms of light. One drives us to ever-greater excesses, and the other clamps down tight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Most of a person's perception of The World... near at hand or far off... is determined by Mass Media and Social Media. Both of these are nearly... entirely... in the hands of a Sabatean Frankist cult. It may seem otherwise... because the controllers of information are hidden from public view. We have... instead... talking heads and sleazy propagandists that appeal to each generation with a rotating stable of spokes-freaks.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is the old guard of lying sociopaths that haunt Morning Joe and Meet The Press, and if you're a metrosexual, there's Rachel Madow and Joy Reid. For the younger set... there are The Influencers... who read from prepared scripts... concerning the latest noise and nonsense; it might be about sex... makeup... social justice... or video games. There's a wide gamut of interests... all of them superficial... trivial... and focused on external minutiae. The point is to keep the one who is watching... distracted... until they are either herded into 15-minute cities or... murdered by The Killer Vaccines.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All of these chattering monkeys are demagogues. Their allegiance is to their place in the pecking order, with their sight set on a place at... the... top... of the pyramid of shit... where they hope to... one day... be rendered into a stool sculpture deity.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know that many of you are looking at the crumbling of the culture, and... civilization at large, and... you are asking, <i>“Where are the cavalry?”</i> I'm going to refer to something I read a long time ago. I can't remember where I saw it. It seems to me it might have been someone like Annie Besant, but it could have been anyone who was familiar with Eastern Teachings... occult history... metaphysics, and related sources.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This won't be verbatim, but it doesn't need to be. The gist of it will be the same. As near as I can remember, it said that <i>when The Avatar comes into manifestation for the presentation of the next chapter in human evolution</i>... based on the rotating vehicles of The Astrological Clock... <i>he first comes down through the planes... sweeping out all of the places where malicious intelligences have made their nests over the centuries between the times of the coming and going of The Avatar</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Each age of the 12 ages on The Astrological Clock is somewhere around 2,200 years, which makes a complete cycle around 26 thousand years. That's no amount of time at all... when taken in the context of kalpas and yugas, but... for the human mind, which individualizes... for brief periods... of something less than a hundred years, and more on the order of anywhere from before birth to 87 years... it's a long time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I should add that a year in prison seems to be a lot longer than a year at the beach. I should know since I have done more time than that in each of them. I should further add that more and more people are trapped inside their heads, which is a kind of place that I call... a prison in The Mind. These days, a lot of people are doing hard time there.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In recent decades... general humanity has become increasingly coarser and more carnal... due to the ubiquity of advanced materialism. Materialism feeds the bestial mind with a bewilderment of attractions, and those Sabateans I spoke of... are intentionally driving the human psyche into ever darker zones of interest. Most especially... they are twisting the sexual nature, which eventually opens a world like what was portrayed in the film, <i>“Caligula.”</i> A sybaritic hedonism is on the menu for the idle rich, and...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...the poor spend their time dreaming of the chance to be among them. For the moment... they must live vicarious lives... through fandom and the worship of clueless personalities... who have been placed there for just that purpose. The celebration of vanity is at an all-time high, and it seems that the Cyrenaics have been mating with The Cenobites... to create a temporary freak circus. These are their heroes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They have peopled The Hive Mind with mindless sluts from Cardi B to Taylor Swift. It's beefcakes and booty on an assembly line. It's... welcome to the meatrack of the mind. Welcome to thoughts of glitter and tinsel... reflecting a neon vacancy sign in minds inhabited by creatures of appetite. They will not survive and... that is the point of those herding them into blind alleys of darkness.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I should add that the more bent the sexual experiences become, the more violence is to be found in the process... the more gruesome the practices are... the more pain is taken for pleasure.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We know who is doing it to them. That is part of The Divine Plan... exemplified in apocalypse... for the Purpose of Demonstration. The Avatar has driven them out of their hidey holes, where fallen Powers and Principalities had set up shop. They have been driven down from The Mental Plane... to The Astral Plane... out into The Material Plane... for the purpose of judgment. Here they have taken up residence in the minds of the willing, and... as you can see... the willing are many indeed.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Conversely... some numbers are awakening... some numbers are resisting this possession that is everywhere in evidence. It is in the history of Babylon... at any time that it has appeared... that those cavorting in bodily form... will soon... no longer have forms to cavort in... on the sensory bandwidth. I do not know what form the culling will take. It will likely take many forms. These too, have been demonstrated many times in the history of Babylon Rising and Babylon Fallen.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Large numbers of humanity are swept up on invisible tides of illusion and hallucination. Magicians of various levels of ability sway the crowds... in specific mating dances with Death... tailored to the attractions that appeal to the bewildered residents on each ray. They have costumes to suit, and backup dancers aplenty. Look how they draw them to the lights and the spectacles! They prance about in their parodies of The Goat of Mendes, while they mumble incoherencies.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is the new glossolalia... gibbering in forked tongues... dreaming that science can soon give them cloven hooves and horns by chemical means. I never doubted what their intentions were... concerning stem cells. Science is for sale to the highest bidder, and it is always in the employ of sex... comfort, and war. The conditions of the present are no accident... everyone is being revealed for what they are. What will they do when the lights go on? Nothing is concealed... whatever they may think.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everywhere... around The World... the beaches are lined with sand that was once part of the buildings of civilizations... long forgotten now. They rise and fall. They come and they go... and in the process... every... single... one... of... us... is seen for what we made out of ourselves... by the degrees of our resistance to The Hand of God. Some of us allowed ourselves to be shaped, and... most of us did not. We were shaped though... we were shaped... nonetheless.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We are still being shaped... by The World and the one who uses the desires and appetites as chisels, and... by The One who ministers to Humanity through the various shepherds... who guard the faithful from the predators. Those who fall by the wayside are as often eaten from within as from without. The World may seem to be a place of many dangers, but these only have meaningful connections to you when you have a magnetic resonance with them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Reduce the attractor force to a manageable flame. Cease the wanting, and... you are free of the traps and deceptions. Let your love aspire out of the fiery landscape of material desire.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...and <a href="https://sacred-texts.com/hin/yvhf/yvhf06.htm">here</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now... on all admissions forms... white students are checking every box... especially indigenous and... various areas for the sexually ambiguous. They are lying... so that they can get into colleges... where they will be taught nothing but lies. whaddya know? The system works! Oh, Dreadful Irony that has such terrors in it!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">On the front page of CNN, Putin is threatening another American election. (cough... bullshit) It's in the links for tomorrow... today... I can't remember where I put it. It's bullshit... who cares?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am... presently (God help me!) watching one of the worst series ever produced. It's the 4<sup>th</sup> season of True Detective, starring Jodie Foster... who... as a prominent lesbian... felt it was necessary to perform a completely animal simu-fuck. Then... whoops... she did it again. The foreplay involved dirty words, and there is the casual dismissal of the act... as nothing more than discharging a biological need. It was similar to sitting on a toilet where the toilet was the other person.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is a relentless tone of utter despair and dystopia all through this hack of a shitstorm... of retarded film-making, replete with references to... “there is no God.” One of the characters did a song that would have made even Leonard Cohen commit suicide. Foster has a Sumo-Eskimo... lesbian daughter of sixteen, with a little cutie blonde girlfriend who... sniff... sniff... abandons her in one of the many atrociously bad... camera moments... that are the signature dish of this cinematic embarrassment.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's filled with ghost story garbage that will turn out to be irrelevant... except for the occasional jump-scare. Jodie uses fuck... literally and conversationally... the way a child will lose it over a new toy. She does everything with it... while hooking her thumbs into her Sam Browne belt, like she is the gay Sesame Street version of Clint Eastwood. She definitely does not have the squint. I am halfway through episode 5. There are six episodes. None of it makes any sense. It sucks! It really... REALLY sucks!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why do I continue to watch this... this... something... something? I can't believe how terrible it is. I have to see the wrap-up. I just know it is going to be a colossal... late-term abortion of epic proportion.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Foster looks like her own grandmother working as a law enforcement... hands-on... chief of police in one of the rowdiest locations in the country... far north Alaska. They also brought in a looming... permanently menacing black female... professional boxer... tattooed graffiti board character... with very little acting background... other than the kind you get in professional wrestling. Well, you don't really need any skill in this... this... something... something.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She's also sex-mad like Jodie... who is dealing with a terrific case of reverse menopause, so she is filmed in a near-rape of her male partner... riding him like Slim Picken's did that A-bomb in Strangelove, but... like she might be a character in some version of Unnatural Born Killers. It's a real hoot... as someone from Deliverance might say... only... there is no deliverance.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why am I bringing this up? It's because of something David Chase said; he was the man behind The Sopranos. He said there was no way to do anything creative anymore. The industry shills told him to... <i>“dumb it down.”</i> Recently, I have heard several other actors say the same thing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is pay cable stuff. HBO! I can't imagine how bad network TV must be now. I'm guessing that more and more, one is required to say, <i>“Hail Satan!”</i> to get any work. Jodie Foster looks like a walking gut-punch. I have to carefully research whatever I watch now... or turn it off at some point... early or in the first episode. This is also true of novel writers. It is certainly true of the music industry. Art? What art?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am seeing signs of a revival here and there. I know it's coming, cause... it really can't get any worse.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Besides The World waking up... by degrees... depending on the level of previous stupidity in action; some more so... some much less... everyone somewhat. Even the ears of pigs are turning to the left and right... as if they heard the cry of an animal in pain close by... that can't run fast. Besides The World waking up... the deceivers are getting clumsier and more Alphonse-Gaston... Keystone Cops-like... because the pipes of Pan are playing in their lower bowels.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... what this is causing is... everyone exposing themselves... or being exposed... by the ubiquity of Mr. Apocalypse. It is getting ridiculous... the extent to which world leaders will go... to hold on to the shreds of a dignity they never possessed in the first place. Like... wow! The Emperor really does have no clothes, and... it is not a pretty sight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are really all becoming mad as hatters... all out of character... no matter what role they are playing... or what their previous personality was known for. Right... Left... and Sideways, they are losing their minds... EVERYWHERE!!! It is astonishing! It is frightening... and... it is delightful. How is this not the main topic of the day? It was bad already but now? Now it is ever so much worse and getting worser. (heh heh) <i>♫ Just you and I... ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well... it is what it is OR... is it? On the one hand... in professional (snicker) media and entertainment... in politics and religion... among those who bought the rights to the roles they play... on the condition they could exclude everyone with any real ability... they are losing it. They don't know if they are coming or going. They are on a white-knuckle ride of sheer terror. Neither drugs nor drink are getting them through this segment. Who knows what they will look like when The Director yells... <i>“Cut!”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These personalities... with the transitory transparency of a dream... are coming up against the light of reality, and it is shining right through them! They have no substance. They are not real!!! They are getting informed of this... like the characters in Alice in Wonderland. They really are... after all... <i> nothing but a pack of cards</i> . Am I the only one who is seeing this? Nah! I'm not that far ahead of The Pack. (of cards) Besides... other people tell me they are seeing similar things.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Sometimes... I wish I could write about some of the things I don't write about, BUT... that might cause problems of credibility, and... give fuel to my enemies. I'm sure I have a few. Jesus Christ had plenty of them, and I am not even in the same ballpark as he was. I wear slip-ons because I have trouble tying my shoes. Ain't technology grand?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Still... I have seen and heard things, and now... I know why they (The Great Companions) caution us against talking about certain experiences. They lose their value in the translation, and... the only reason I can think of that people do run around grandstanding about events that occurred to, and around them... or that they made up... is in order to sell books... get on TV... or inflate their undeserving ego, and I know precisely what kind of a fool that makes anyone look like.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's money that seems to be at the bottom of the matter... once you have torn away the covering of pretensions, and mystery... that people cloak their justifications in. It's all about The Money. Fuck Money!!! I have a currency that NEVER gets devalued, and constantly increases in value, and... no one can steal it! I don't have to worry about moths and rust.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You know... it's a pity that people don't persist until the end. It is a tragedy that they do not continue... despite all of life's hardships and broken promises. It is a terrible thing when they settle on some aggregation of dead matter... that they hope will defend them against the hurt inside. We've all gotten knocked about... I'm sure. Existence works that way. Unless you are a complete sleaze you are going to get hammered for doing the right thing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The sleazes only run into poetic justice... most of the time... upon their departure from this realm, <b> and... on their return</b> . It must be written into their contract. I know it wasn't written into mine. (grin) However... <i>and I say</i> ... I say... however... this is an apocalypse. People expecting the same-old same-old, and... who are acting on that premise, are in for a big surprise, oh... yes indeedy. Maybe that is why they going crazy. Everything they anticipated and expected to be waiting around the corner, is... not... there. Heck! The Corner isn't even there.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yes... a whole lot of people have been betting on it coming out the way it always did... with the tables getting turned, and... the same people still sitting there. Oh, golly gee wiz... whaddya know? It turns out that the whole thing is ALIVE!!! It turns out that Existence from every point of observation and perspective has been watching you, and... with a single-minded purpose, and... writing the whole thing down, as if we were all storybook characters and it turns out that this is so.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Not all The Big Dogs are in agreement. One of the dogs has gone rabid. He was always batshit... always privileged, and psychopathic... where many of his infernal peers are mere sociopaths. I'm talking about <a href="https://slaynews.com/news/bill-gates-plan-fight-climate-change-blocking-sun-begins/">that very bad man, Bill Gates</a>. He's decided to go for it on 4<sup>th</sup> and 10.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We have mentioned here several times now... the several divine forces... that The Divine has loosed in The World, and also stated that The Big Dogs have been put on notice. They are deeply, and... intrusively affected by The Awakening, and... they are starting to see The End Game for themselves... if they continue down the road they are on. I do not know if they will have some spiritual transformation. Frankly, I expect them to jump horses over to Plan B, which is The Alien Caper.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are going to run into a wall of fire in that direction too. The rest of us won't see that wall of fire, but they will. They will... literally... feel the heat. They are going to find that there is no way forward for them. Even their auxiliary plans... behind their primary plans... are going to be a no-go. They will capitulate and cut their losses or... they will be dealt with in a... less... than... pleasant... manner. It's over. I don't care what it might look like at the moment. It's over.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One of the things we do really well in The West is Hypocrisy. We accept second place before no one in that respect. Consider how we ignore Clinton's body count, while we froth at the mouth over our imagined body count of Putin. If you have any intelligence and a patient regard for a well-presented perspective <a href="https://mronline.org/2021/01/28/oligarchy-in-russia-alexei-navalnys-telling-mistake/">you might want to read this article on Navalny</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Navalny was a frontman for certain remnants of The Oligarchs, and The Old Order. I don't want to get any deeper into this rat's nest of Backdoor Chess. You can find the truth if you look. He died during his exercise period from a blood clot. Now... what does that sound like to you? Ring any bells?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every time well-funded opposition shows up... you have to look at who is funding it. However, it is like trying to track down the owners of shell corporations. You have to look behind the man... who is behind the man... who is behind the man... that is working The Wizard's special FX machines.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">More important than any and all of these shifting appearances... my friends... is the primary and essential fact of existence... as it presents on The Material Plane. Everything is an act of Love or Passion... manifesting thought into material being. The whole of existence is an act of love; often badly performed at the human level.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Universe is permeated by the progeny of countless acts of Love and/or Passion. So it is that The World is filled with bad lovers and... a few notable exceptions, including those who work that magic in anonymity.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lao Tzu was one of the greatest lovers ever known. So was Krishna... Jesus Christ... Buddha... Mohammad... AND OTHERS. They were all manifest expressions of The Sun... who is the greatest of lovers, and the immediate vehicle that The Divine rides as he comes and goes in a personalized format. The Sun is the cosmic and archetypal expression of any one of us who has The Great Work... The Operation of The Sun... accomplished within us.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is when our inner sun comes into a perfect and enduring resonance with The Sun that is too bright to see. We'll not go further into this or The Black... Red... and White Sun of alchemy... because of the detail and nuance required... not to mention the tsunami of words that will forever be incomplete.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Let's just put it this way. The World... especially in Times of Material Darkness... is filled with bad... poorly informed... awkward and clumsy lovers... dancers... magicians, and incompetent parents. This is because selfishness... and self-interest... reign supreme. Most lovers... in these times... are only masturbating in the presence of their partner(s)... who are only indirectly involved in the act. True love is a complete giving of one's self without thought of return. It is what makes The World go round, but most people are turning it in the wrong direction.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Love exists on The Dial. The gradients measure from high to low. Passion moves from the base level... through degrees of Desire... through degrees of Aspiration... to degrees of selflessness in love, which reaches its apogee in sacrifice.., such as personified in Christ. It is the pleasure of saints. It is the annihilation of The Lesser Self into The Greater Self, and it is too... much... to... ask... for most people. It is seen in its best expression when The Greater Mother is resident... and operating... through any of her time-sensitive expressions.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you have Love... you LITERALLY want for nothing, AND... you have it all. It is the primary extension of The Personality of God, and that from which The Qualities of God emerge. This love enters the plane of material existence as the white light traversing the prism into The World; speaking in simple terms... for a greater convenience of expression.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Big Dogs aforementioned... whether rabid or... driven wild... in the complexity of impossible hungers... know nothing of Love, and this accounts for their eventual defeat on The Playing Fields of Existence. NOTHING can stand against Love. It is simultaneously... both the greatest defense and weapon... though it appears to be neither. It reduces and neutralizes everything back into itself so as to become yet more love.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It explains how the greatest mythic and scriptural enemies of The Divine... are often liberated in the act of their destruction at the hands of The One Who Will Not Be Opposed.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This also explains the ferocity of The Mother... when one transgresses against her. Payback is a bitch, and woe betide those... like The Big Dogs... when they must return again to the scene of their crimes, and... it accounts for the type of mother... who provides the specific birth canal... for their eventual reappearance here. I literally tremble at the thought. No one who sees Smashin Tara remains sane, BUT... some of us are prepared for it beforehand.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These Big Dogs; not to be confused with canines in general... are soon to find out the cost of their behavior toward the rest of us. Most of them already know something is up, and that explains the backpedaling... except in cases of total possession, such as Satanyahu and his minions. Then there are Gates... Soros... The Rothschild vampire clan. (and others) They don't know the meaning of retreat; <i>“if force doesn't work... use more force.”</i> We'll see about that. They will <a href="https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/?p=281930">learn the meaning of a bridge too far</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What needs to be understood by all the rest of the actors on The World Stage... which includes you and I... with our varying degrees of name-recognition... which can change in a heartbeat... is that this was all arranged long ago by The Alpha and Omega, who opened the chute we entered through, and who waits at The End of The Line as well;</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>♫we are on a vast horizon...<br />
facing into the blazing sun...<br />
and we have come to Armageddon...<br />
just to find the battle won ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know that all of us exist within polarities of doubt and faith. One is stronger than the other... in every case... because we are moving through the whole of it, and changing as we go... and that is the whole point of the exercise; endless change unto the point where we encounter The Changeless... where we discover that The Alpha and Omega are the same. Time is a condition of mortality. I have to laugh and shake my head at these transhumanists; talk about doing it the hard way, AND still failing! How can anyone who thinks themselves so smart... be so stupid?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>It's all a play and The Actors don't know</i>. They think they are awake but... they are dreaming. This is something we are reminded of every time we go to sleep, but... we never get it. Oh, dreadful irony!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Nothing is real but God alone, and nothing is Good but God alone. Religion is one of the biggest stumbling blocks to understanding this that I ever did see. Ssssss... Snake.... Ssssss... Serpent, but... what do I know? It's one thing on The Ground Floor, and quite another in The Penthouse Suite, BUT... it's the same thing... only differently aspected...in both.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"> <i>♫ Your inside is out, and your outside is in,<br />
so c'mon... c'mon... c'mon and take it easy...<br />
everybody's got something to hide...<br />
cept for me and my monkey ♫</i> (guitar riff)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It creeps in the grass, and... in the act of realization... it spreads in a hood over your head. Life moves from Truth... through Deception... to Truth. You have it... you lose it... you search for it, and... you have it again, but it didn't go anywhere.</p>
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<b>THE BOOK OF KUNDALINI</b><br />
<a href="https://sacred-texts.com/hin/kmu/kmu07.htm">THE ASANS OF YOGA</a></p></div>
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<b>THE BOOK OF KUNDALINI</b><br />
<a href="https://sacred-texts.com/hin/kmu/kmu08.htm">THE POWER OF THE PRANAYAMA YOGA</a></p></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is a thread on <a href="https://twitter.com/search?q=Satanic&src=trend_click&vertical=trends">Satanic issues related to The Superficial Twit Bowl</a>. I should point out that the more one exists closer to The Surface... the more one automatically is associated with Satanic issues having to do with The Eye that Lies. As this is a given... most celebrities are linked with Satanic principles having to do with... Deception through appearances. Not all Satanism is conscious... applied... Satanism. Most Satanism is effected from gray areas... where minions and the telepathically manipulated congregate.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The linked thread above shows a number of videos with Swift and Lice Spice... an industry creation... wearing an upside-down cross and flashing Satanic hand signs for the camera. Satanism is Scientology with emotion. When you can pump the carnal energy and symbols into musical performances, you create an aura of attraction for astral larvae, and... disembodied entities that flood concert sites for mass possession rituals. Any capable clairvoyant could give you chapter and verse on this.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All forms of crowd hysteria... group-groping in The Land of Bottom Feeders... and societies of... commonly shared... hunger-driven-perversity... within The Culture... are secondary expressions of Satanic enterprise created... directed... and then channeled through those acting on impulses... generated by infernal practitioners... from The Lower Astral Shadowlands.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This has been happening... ever since shortly after The Christ flushed all those areas... during his residency. This has occurred... in various fashions and at various locations... at the hands of representatives from other belief systems as well... such as The Tantric Buddhist, Padmasambhava.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's been a long time since The Astral Plane associated with this planet has been cleansed in a complete manner, and even so... it's not long before the invisible cockroaches and other vermin return. It is in the nature of things here... where Humanity wrestles with its Lower Nature in the various theaters of Carnal Whoop De Doo.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When LSD first surfaced and was still pure... before The CIA and other intelligence services got their hands on the chemistry and distribution... the astral and mental planes were landscapes of clarity. I speak from direct experience of it. Then... following The Manson Murders and the proliferation of Satanism through music... via The Rolling Stones... Led Zeppelin... and others, those areas began to fill up with horrific appearing... invisible creatures... that feed off of the carnal appetites and actions... of those performing in that arena of heart and mind.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Like Sauron... The Devil and his servants are never extinguished... except in the hearts of The Faithful. He retreats to lick his wounds in The Darkness, and gradually he returns to infiltrate all Earth-based institutions. Sooner or later... corruption enters through the back door, and it isn't overly long... following that... before it is welcomed in through the front door... camouflaged as pundits... experts, and... dignitaries.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">By degrees, <a href="https://twitter.com/i/status/1756780085560926413">it gets more and more twisted</a>.</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">🇫🇷 Fashion show in Paris‼️what the FCUK is going on here? Everything seems to be getting more twisted and sątanìc <a href="https://t.co/3bOmXDg7jF">pic.twitter.com/3bOmXDg7jF</a></p>— Sir Chilliebean (@Chilliebeanz) <a href="https://twitter.com/Chilliebeanz/status/1756780085560926413?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">February 11, 2024</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What was bizarro last week... is considered normal and par for the course... the following week. People tire of The Thrill of The Moment, and new and ever more disturbing behavior is needed to replace it. There is no THERE... there... or anywhere... concerning these forms of carnal deception, and... it gets worse with every new permutation that replaces the old deception.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The pangs of dissatisfied hunger become more painful and severe. One is driven to extremes they did not imagine to be possible in former times. Sooner or later... they become the prey of some astral trapdoor spider and are drained and discarded. It is a well-kept secret, and... otherwise provides a great living for mental health incompetents... that vampiristic creatures feed on the life force of everyone who acts from a carnal mindset. A true clairvoyant could tell you all about that too, just as one could describe the invisible planes above a battlefield.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here is <a href="https://twitter.com/EndWokeness/status/1756026080157122742">another thread that deals with the progressive madness of The Lost</a>...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...slipping... sliding... where there are no handholds... into crevasses of The Pit... to seek their own level of associates. <i>♫ I love that dirty water, ooooh... Tartarus you're my home ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Collapsing... Imploding... the impermanence of form... reduced back into the elements from which it was made. Religions and governments... wash away like sand castles... before the incoming tide of The Following Age. A Tabla Rasa appears, and the architects that fashion the new garments... to be worn by The Ageless Archetypes... appear before their drafting boards.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The foreman gets the blueprints... the workers assemble and industry begins. They will stand for a time. People will marvel and worship at the meanings given to them... by those collecting the fare... for their journey through the latest landscape of illusion and material mirage. Twas ever thus... the waterwheel turns and every kind of running water seeks The Sea. Many thinkers from many traditions have grasped some elements of The Thing Entire, BUT... in the long run, it remains a mystery, because there is only one discovery that possesses any measure of truth at all, that has any value at all, and that is the finding of The Indwelling Self.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then The Seeker is rendered mute... by the sheer spectacle of what they find impossible to describe. This will not inhibit the many who have no problem with making shit up.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Help is everywhere at hand for the earnest and sincere... because there are ALWAYS realized souls who find it so hard to bear the evidence they witness... of the suffering of those... who pass where once they passed as well. This is the core issue of The Eternal Brotherhood.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is nothing that is Good but The Divine. Everything else exists in various stages of tension between opposite poles... generating the image and the forms of temporary things.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Clueless Queen of The Passing Moment... surrounded by Satanic advisers is the present distraction that holds the attention of Nimrods and Nodwells. Though not having the profile or talent to be The Whore of Babylon, she does rise to the level of a useful strumpet.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every movement in this dance of shifting appearances is scripted. Her <a href="https://twitter.com/TheCalvinCooli1/status/1756841240396529681">Neanderthal consort shoves and screams at his coach</a>... that should get everyone talking.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He exists in a fugue state of roid-rage; testosterone fueled... for the headbanger lumpen proles; addicted to bread and circuses. What will he do when she eats his heart and casts him to the side, like some vampire wanna-be on the set of Dark Shadows?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is a side play... a Napoleonic encirclement for The Killer Vaccines. It is all part of The Death Dance of a nation hijacked by The Moneychangers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Biden <a href="https://twitter.com/HeadlineHOUSE/status/1757174979144077456">congratulated The Swifties</a> and is reading up on The Scooter Braun (Sorosian) affair; how simply marvelous!!!</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">White House congratulates 'all the Swifties out there' following Kansas City Chiefs Super Bowl win amid hopes Taylor will endorse Joe Biden | Daily Mail Online <a href="https://t.co/aSIoBKFEBp">https://t.co/aSIoBKFEBp</a></p>— Zach Clifton 🇺🇸 (@HeadlineHOUSE) <a href="https://twitter.com/HeadlineHOUSE/status/1757174979144077456?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">February 12, 2024</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The whole dance of shifting appearances is a bait-and-switch put-up job. One set of actors keeps your attention while another set picks your pocket. They show you a shrink-wrapped package... with a picture of a video camera on it, and inside is a rock that approximates the weight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">People rushing hither and yon... chasing the assembly-line Fata Morgana, never realizing the end game... not seeing the corruptions that enslaved them and are now leading their children off to The Land of Bondage. The Old will die off. The Young will be programmed, and The Monsters will rule. This is what appearances indicate, and they are so confident... that they are coming out of the woodwork to brag about it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Fortunately... this is only going to happen in those places where people have collectively, and individually given themselves over to it. This has happened many times before. It is a never-ending drama... once the pursuit of comfort and convenience has replaced the hardships that kept us fit. Weak souls breed hard times.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Divine knows where each and every one of us is, and... everything there is to know about us. Do not concern yourself with whether it is possible or not. This is absolutely true, and you can work in concert with The Indwelling to feed and nurture it... while you starve the selfish nature. It will go away... so will all your fears and weaknesses. It is the latter that creates the former. One day you will be yourself again, and none of the harms of previous ignorance will be able to touch you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is a great power to be had... simply by not buying into things that are temporary and false. They get their power over you by first seducing the heart and mind. That is where they take over. Eject them in the moment and every moment when they appear... these whispering doubts... these creeping terrors... these shadows and specters... with no substance but what you give them. Starve away their presence in you and you will be free of them. <i>"Greater is that which is in you than that which is in The World."</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">At some point, I read some of Dionysius the Areopagite, a similar presenter from a couple of thousand years ago, and it was more of the same. My eyes glaze over and I think... this is for someone else. The excepts from Boehme's work were well-curated. Some of his lengthy dissertations are just too complex. It becomes similar to reading Medieval alchemical texts.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What is the personality type of someone who can look like a vile splatter of radioactive vomit one minute, and then turn on a dime into a Warren Beatty seduction routine the next minute? They call that a sociopath. Well... they call it a sociopath when you can still walk away from an encounter wounded... but alive. It's called a psychopath when you wind up in 2 different garbage bags at opposite ends of town.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He looks like the coming attractions to a whole lot of people winding up dead. It makes sense that he would arrive around now, given what has been happening... for years now... down South in that Patagonian bolthole. It's turned into The World's biggest rabbit warren for weasels. A little casual inquiry should enlighten you... if you are in the dark about that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">While certain people were making it impossible for us to find a getaway zone when everything turns to shit, by turning everything to shit ahead of time... little did they realize, and they haven't realized it yet... that the same conditions are going to apply to them as well.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Certain busy little... demonically-possessed... reprobates from a burning town... that they set on fire... just before leaving... are going to find a forest of Ents awaiting them... in the darkness on the edge of town.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It must have been a very successful meeting between Putin and Tucker Carlson because the projectile diarrhea...poison rainbow Nazis are having an epic meltdown everywhere you look, provided you look in those places. I have started to do so... a time or two... to see what the other side of the storm drain is up to. What <a href="https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/?p=281448">an articulate maestro of the spoken word is Master Putin</a>. There wasn't a single dropped punctuation note in the translation.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not a long read... you owe it to yourself to read it. Heh heh... especially the next to the last line of his commentary. The tattooed human graffiti boards of the gutter press, are wailing about how Putin did not allow Carlson to get a word in edgewise. Isn't it the job of the interviewer to get the interviewee to go on and on at length... in the hope that some truth might escape in the process?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Meanwhile... in the occupied zone of The White House... our own retarded Saruman has turned into the lady who doth protest too much. He got called out for being a doddering old fool who can't remember whether he did... or did not do or say... what he can no longer recall having done or not done, and this... was visited upon him by his own butt-boy lackeys in The Fourth Estate.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In the process of sputtering and stamping his foot... he called the president of Egypt the Hetman of Mexico. I can see him now... standing on the banks of the Potomac... his keen eyes shaded by some Parkinson's hand jive... looking for The Polish Tall Ships to come in.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This... coming simultaneously... or if you prefer... on the heels of... inferences from The Supreme Court that they would rule in favor of Trump being on the Colorado ballot; though why he should care, I don't know, Colorado went to the Rocky Mountain lowlands on John Denver's musical soap bubbles a... long... time... ago. There are probably a few pissed-off ranchers still around, but everyone else went down with The Progessive Yuppie Flu.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's like what happens when a zombie bites you, which is a little different from being a vampire's juice box. I'm not that up on the comparative mythologies of the types. What I've seen is that zombies can cause large population increases and vampires? Not so much.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">With a zombie flute, you can control them like a cattle drive. With vampires it's like herding cats, unless you happen to be the head vampire, say... and your last name was Rothschild or Blitzfrickinstein.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why am I talking about zombies and vampires? Well... vampires are the apex predators in the food chain. I don't know if it has anything to do with the difference between eating flesh and drinking blood. It's said the power is in the blood, but... you see... vampires and zombies are not what you think they are. The traditional meanings are a blind. Anyway, zombies don't have to concern themselves with vampires. They are already dead.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There are all sorts of little tells that you might pick up on if you were the sort of people who pick up on connections, which is a dying art these days; like how garlic is supposed to drive vampires away and how garlic is ALSO... a blood purifier. The point is... pure blood is poisonous to vampires, and that's where the confusion about the cross driving them away comes in.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Any fool should know that a cross is only as effective as the power of faith, AND understanding... that is present in the meaning of it, in the mind of the person holding it, and... this is something very few traditional Christians are aware of.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Symbols are repositories... residences... housing mechanisms... for a force that is defined and held in place by the symbol that contains it; held in a specific configuration. The Art of Magic moves in one of two directions and that is determined by the intent behind the performance of it. It's the same magic in the sense of what is required... the mental tools you need... to effectively wield it in either direction.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Magic... like anything else having to do with you and me... is all about Wanting and not wanting. The Wanters drive their magic one way, and The Not Wanters drive it the other. This might seem confusing but I can't make it any more clear than that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bankers are vampires by definition. Their forms of operation demonstrate this. The people who work for them, and... everyone on a certain plane of endeavor does work for them, are... zombies. Werewolves work the security for vampires. They operate according to contractual obligations. The vampires don't own them, but they do know how to obligate them. A lot of this goes on invisibly and involves those symbols where the power is contained in a certain geometrical configuration.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here's what I am getting to. All power comes from one source. After that... it is adapted to the uses and purposes that are defined by intention. Ordinarily... life follows certain predictable routes. Any fool should know, but they never do... that you don't borrow money from The Mob. However... The World is a place of trapdoors and levels... ascending and descending.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It would help if they knew who The Mob was, but they don't know that either. There are two operations that work opposite sides of the street, and everything is allowed to go on in a certain orderly way. The Bulls run the place. Foxes know how to get around The Bulls, and... The Sheep? The Sheep wind up on the hooks.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It seems really unfair Out There. There appears to be no Justice whatsoever. Really nasty customers run the place and no one seems to be able to do anything about it. They own the politicians and they control law enforcement. Every now and then... to give the appearance of Justice... they throw a few of their own under The Bus, and The Bus comes around at regular intervals... that are measured by the levels of public discontent and public satisfaction. Both of these go up and down.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The truth is that the people on the top and the people on the bottom trade places every other go-round. You just don't see it because existence is a helix. Half of what happens is always hidden. Certain features are eternally hidden from vampires... zombies, and werewolves. It really is as easy to get around all of them... as it is to be trapped and drained and eaten by them. It all has to do with Wanting, and as long as you want shit Out There... your paths are going to cross.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Of course... you could always ask the guy who runs the whole show, and who owns everything there is, and who just lets people use it all, and tell themselves they are the owners, which they are not, and he will be glad to give you any of it, or... if he really likes you... keep you from it and keep it away from you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">None of this stuff is worth having in any permanent sense, and that's a good thing... because none of it is permanent, but... there's this magic dust that gets liberally sprinkled about. You need to watch out for that. It agitates the desire body and generates a climate of Wanting. Trust me on this... anything worth having you are already carrying around with you, you simply have to be able to recognize it, and it is near impossible to recognize as long as the force of Wanting is in effect OR... you have Fairy Dust in your eyes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every now and then... like now... the guy who owns it all... observes that things have gotten out of balance and he is then required to step in and make corrections... adjustments, and such. These result in a switching on and off of The Power... rerouting The Power, and also... kicking ass and taking names. There are also reward ceremonies as well, just like The Oscars... and The Grammy's, and the not-so-Nobel prize awards. It's what happens when as Above comes down Below.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Apocalypse; Mr Apocalypse... heralds this, and The Awakening... a higher octave of Lady Nature... makes it possible to see what it is that's taking place. This does not automatically confer understanding, but it does galvanize it in the places where it is already located. The quiescent then becomes the dynamic.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There are a lot of people who think you can get around The Rules and The Commandments. There are others who do not think The Rules and Commandments are necessary. I can tell you, for... a... fact... if you do not follow and obey them you are not going anywhere... except back to the beginning as soon as you run into The Agency that enforces The Rules and Commandments.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Take this from someone who ignored The Rules and The Commandments early on. I was a real go-getter and I wasn't going to let any agency... any authority... any religion... priest or gatekeeper tell me what to do. My standard response... to anything... without actually having to say anything was... <i>you and whose army?</i> So... of course... I ran afoul of every variety of temporal authority more than once.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I climbed to some pretty fantastic heights, in... my... mind... only to get booted back down the way I came when I ran into The Door Wardens.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now... you don't have to abide by the rules of The Moneychangers... who run every religion for their own profit. You don't have to abide by temporal authority at all... unless they can get their hands on you and lock your ass up, which I have encountered several times, and not because I actually broke any laws. They had to arrange for me to appear to break their laws... each time... in order to get their hands on me.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It really came down to their not liking what I had to say... in public locations and on stage... so they set me up to put me away, BUT... I... fortunately... have invisible friends and that brings me to where I am today.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The World has never been short of blowhards who tell you you don't need to follow The Rules and The Commandments. <i>That's kid's stuff</i>, they will tell you OR... it's for the brainwashed... ruled over by those who follow no rules or commandments at all. They get away with whatever they want, so... how does that figure? There are a whole lot of people in <i>The School of Do What Thou Wilt</i> these days... because we are in a time of false-self supremacy, and everybody wants to be somebody, even though nobody is anybody... not really... not at all.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't know about everybody else at any... specific... given... time. Some get caught up short and some get a good long run, BUT... everybody runs into the <i>As Above</i> section... sooner or later... regardless of appearances on the <i>So Below</i> front.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I've never had much care or concern for man's laws. If they made sense to me, I followed them. Otherwise, it looked to me like I was hearing from the... <i>do as I say, not as I do</i> crowd, BUT... when it comes to God's Laws, I bend the knee. The trick is to know which are really God's laws, and which are grifter distractions used to pick your pocket OR keep you in line.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I try to watch what I say and say what I mean. I don't always get it right... nor have I stated that to be so. I don't tell people what to do. I tell what I do. Hopefully... some find that useful. I've read thousands of books, I read quickly... unless... I am caught up by something that causes me periods of reflection and contemplation. I don't remember much if it wasn't in The Bhagavad Gita... Patanjali's Sutras... The New Testament... and the writings of certain mystics and spiritual teachers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Early on, I was introduced to <i>I Don't Know</i> by the greatest teacher I have ever encountered, and he said it more than anything else, yet... he was an immortal in human form. He was truly <i>Gate Gate Paragate</i> (some got, eh? And some don't got... eh?) So... why did he keep saying <i>I Don't Know?</i> It was because that is what you do when you arrive at the pinnacle of wisdom. It is there that you realize you... will... never... know... ever, so... you'd better get used to it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then... let me ask you; what do you think might come hand in hand with not knowing? I suspect it would be... Humility. The Greatest Teacher of this last age said that... <i>unless you become as a little child you cannot enter The Kingdom of Heaven</i>. Does that not seem to indicate the necessity of recognizing one doesn't know? I recommend pondering the meaning of becoming as a little child, which certainly implies holding someone else's hand and being UTTERLY RELIANT on them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know... I certainly write a lot for someone who claims not to know, but I don't actually write these things myself. I draw these things from a well that has been opened up to me. The question then might arise; is this true? Or am I blowing smoke up your ass? The question then would be... well, what kind of smoke is it? What am I saying? What am I realizing in exchange for this action? One must always go to motive in cases like this, and... on that account, time will tell and we shall see.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am encouraged... daily... to continue in this effort by the one who inspires me to do it. Whether anyone believes this... matters not at all to me. What I do, I do for a select audience, and others who may wander in here now and again, can take it any way they like. That also matters not to me. If I were not so inspired to do what I do, I suspect... I really do suspect... that I would have run out of juice a long time ago.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyone who wishes to serve The Divine is put to work immediately. There are never enough hands, but once the glamour rubs off... inside the minds... of those who thought they might be attracted to this sort of thing, and... they see that there is no material gain to be had, and that furthermore... one cannot escape being powerfully hammered into shape and tried and tempered in The Fire, well... they mostly say to themselves; <i>doubtless there must be an easier way</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Oh! Sure... once the hammering dies down... in the later stages... the shaping is not so painful... because the pain is determined by one's degree of resistance to being shaped... it becomes much easier. There is much less of you left to suffer. Finally, you hardly exist at all in any separated fashion, and you are no longer attached to the forms that gave you pain because... that is a chief source of suffering.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The causes of suffering are obvious to anyone taking the trouble to discover them. Most people think that acquiring more of the things that cause their suffering... will put an end to their suffering. Yeah... crazy times build crazy people, and... crazy people build crazy towns. In Times of Material Darkness, you are surrounded by this. It can seem like that is all there is.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I find it hard to understand most people. (not really) <i>All life is pain caused by ignorant desire</i>. It's the things you are attracted to and repulsed by that are at the heart of all of your suffering. Simply let go of the desire to have anything, and your suffering will end. Let go of the obsession to control the external world, and it will automatically come under control.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">People are either crazy... or hypnotized... or possessed. They are fixated on glitter... flashing colors... beautiful and doomed forms... lulling sounds, and also energetic driving sounds... rousing sounds... the endless clamoring of noise, and attendant images. They seem to be living in a constant loop of “A Day in The Life,” in that part of the song that winds tighter... and tighter... and tighter until... suddenly... you hear, <i>♫ woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head ♫</i><br /><i>♫ and somebody spoke and I went into a dream ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's just like a dream out here. It's like being underwater. Often in a dream, everything's in slo-mo. Time and Gravity seem to be responsible for that. If a Dream in Life and The Dream of Life have similar constructs then... I think it's safe to say, it's... all... in... your... mind. Therefore, the solution to everything must be in your mind also.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Where does all this pressure come from? Sometimes it gets so intense that people split into different parts of themselves OR... they begin to see everything through a lens of distortion, OR... whatever shape The Problem takes, it then becomes the thing you are running to or running from OR... maybe you are paralyzed with fright, and all of this... is something the mind did... to protect itself from what it doesn't understand... because IT DOESN'T KNOW, but... it thinks it does.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you stop by any of them for a moment they will tell you all about it...wild-eyed and hysterical OR... in some kind of a monotonal trance... with various degrees of ghost animation, OR... as if they weren't even paying attention OR... as if someone else is standing there... someone who went away a long time ago, but they have yet to realize this.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There are other planes of being... besides the one we collectively imagine we are all contained inside of... where all this same shit... different day stuff... goes on, but you can't really tell anyone because they are in this dream. Your job... then... is to negotiate your way... back the way you came... without running into any of them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><i>Now let us imagine this to be reversed, so that the spiritual force, which has gone into the differentiated powers, is once more gathered together into the inner power of intuition and spiritual will, taking on that unity which is the hallmark of spiritual things, as diversity is the seal of material things.</i></b></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><i>It is all a matter of love for the quality of spiritual consciousness, as against psychical consciousness, of love and attention. For where the heart is, there will the treasure be also; where the consciousness is, there will the vesture with its powers be developed.</i></b></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><i>When the spiritual condition which we have described is reached, with its purity, poise, and illuminated vision, the spiritual man is coming into his inheritance, and gaining complete mastery of his powers.</i></b></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b><i>Indeed, much of the struggle to keep the Commandments and the Rules has been paving the way for this mastery; through this very struggle and sacrifice the mastery has become possible; just as, to use Saint Paul's simile, the athlete gains the mastery in the contest and the race, through the sacrifice of his long and arduous training. Thus he gains the crown.</i></b></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yesterday... after the evening meditation... I was scrolling through Twitter-X and the fake news zones of CNN and The Washington Post. I was thinking about how really bone-deep stupid so many people are; how captured by the tinsel confetti of momentary celebrity... how intoxicated by dreams of power... how hungry for wealth and the false sense of security that it brings. People wind up the victims of the very things... states... and personas they aspire to.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is how we treat ourselves. This is how we treat each other.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I saw one piece of bad news after another, and I started thinking about how grim the prospects were... the chemtrails in the sky... the specters of world war... the orchestrated famines and plagues that the billionaire banker-psychopaths, and their minions and lackeys... are planning, and acting on... right... before... our... eyes, and then I heard,</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>Visible! What The Hell? I just finished informing you about how completely I had The Whole Thing in hand and you start building a cloud of doubt over your own head! It's annoying, Vis. At the very least it's irritating. It's not as bad as a root canal, but it is worse than a hangnail, that is... if I were vulnerable to any of that, and... I'm not, BUT... you get the picture? I hope...</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here you are, fortunate enough to be in near constant communication with me, and... what is this, Left Turn, Clyde shit?”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He was right, of course. I try not to do it. Most of the time I don't do it, BUT... sure enough, if I do... do it, I hear about it quick.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He continued; <i>“It was mere weeks ago, was it not? When I told you about the several forces I loosed in The World and how NOTHING!!! Nothing could or can stop them? I went into detail with you... chapter and verse. I told you they were... done... toast.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>If I tell you something, it is gospel. (pun intended) I am in charge! How many times do you think I've been through this sort of thing... with one little feckless cabal or another... trying to take over The World? You... can't... count... that... high, son.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I have toppled empire after empire, and... sent the architects to be recycled by worms... beneath The Earth that also did not submit to their empty posturing. I warned them all, though you never hear about that. They were too vain to admit it, and afterward... no longer present. I've heard sabers rattle and cannons blast... for ages past remembering. Do you really think a handful of cross-dressing pederasts can have any impact on me at all?</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I have only to move my hands over their collected forms to turn them back to the water I drew them from. They are nothing but a momentary turbulence... stirred up by my shadow... for the purpose of their evolution and... my entertainment. The Good Guys win because I... am... The... Good... Guy. It might not seem so... since it is The Bad Guys that control the lies and revise the histories that circulate... to keep their competition in a state of confusion.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>They are doomed, my friend! Let me put it bluntly, they're fucked! They know this too. Well... they know it and they don't know it. So... what do they do? They go scurrying in all directions looking for an escape hatch. There is no escape hatch. They could cut their losses... reduce the amount of trial and tribulation they have saved up in their accounts. Do they? No! They do not! That makes them super-fucked!”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now here I have to provide a little explanation. Most people would not expect an angel of God to use profanity. The fact is that the angel speaks to me in the language of my own mind, and when looking for emphasis to follow a point, this happens. He was discussing this very thing with me not long ago.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He said, <i>“Visible, hardly anyone has the slightest clue what The Divine is like. They think they do, and oh! The problems that creates for them and everyone they encounter... when they run off at the mouth about it. You don't know me either. You do have the benefit of communicating with me. Let me see if I can put this in perspective, God can speak in tongues of fire that are so far beyond any profanity you have ever encountered... that words fail... and always will fail... miserably.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>God is not a wuss. He is not some sweet old man who hands out candy and smiles at everybody. One aspect of him does this... yes, but he has countless aspects and personas. I gave you that mantra of</i>... <b><i>I don't know, for a good reason</i></b>. <i>See that you honor it because it is as true as true can be.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyone who thinks they know is full of shit, and unless they come to me... hat in hand and humble as dirt... they are going to find out in no uncertain terms exactly how little they know. Life is designed to teach them this, and if they prove hard of hearing, I have The Purpose of Demonstration just waiting for the opportunity to make that point.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As you can see, The Divine, who speaks through angels... that perform the job of being step-down communication transformers... can get pretty frosty when needs be. It is not for the timid to approach The One; not that any of them would. This is what all those distractions of material life provide an alternative for. People get lost in distractions... because of the sheer terror of The Howling Unknown... which is made all the more frightening... due to their failings and errors in judgment and behavior.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is no howling unknown. What they think is the howling unknown is simply that area beyond the confining parameters of their own ignorance. The Magician has a silver band around his forehead that symbolizes this perpetual limitation in form.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Only God can see God, and one must become God to have any real understanding of what lies beyond that place... which lies beyond the place... which lies yet even further... beyond the place that so many have called The Bending End or The Ring Pass Not or... whatever it is that they came up with to give a name to what they can't seem to find, and wouldn't understand even if they did. There is ALWAYS something more... beyond the limits of mortal imagination.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When one realizes Godhead, then... one must depart from the common thoroughfares of The Mortal Realm. They become either endlessly still or... an endless wanderer who serves as they go. No one realizes who that was... until they are gone. This is The Why and The Who... of legends and myths. They are all based on The Real, but The Real cannot be seen as The Real in The Land of The Unreal, BUT... should anyone be so deeply inspired as to seek them out... they are there to be found.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you have gone into The Howling Unknown... as I have... many times. You find that what you encounter is what... you... brought... with... you. Bring monsters and monsters you will find. Everything is a mirror, and each following reflection... is a departure and a degrading from the original image. The Moon continuously demonstrates this by its offspring... when reflecting the light of The Sun.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That is how we get creatures of dream and fantasy, all the things associated with night. We live in a half-world that is half this and half that, always changing into the other in appearance... while being neither of these dancing opposites in real time. Real time is The Eternal Moment, and can't be seen from here... in any of its external false impressions of what lies... always... beyond mortal sight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The angel was spot-on with me. I had been entertaining doubts, and I had heard otherwise from him not long before. That is the nature of The Mind... who is The Great Deceiver, and... our worst enemy... until he is brought to heel. The Mind is The Devil, and... The Angel's Trampoline too, which of these you travel with depends on you. Everything happens in The Mind.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every moment of every day that we are in motion, we are passing someone who is passing our sight line or... passing us outside the range of our sight line, but... passing us nonetheless, and moving through Time... that flows all around each of us... like an invisible river... that wears us... inexorably... away. We are temporary vehicles for the education of The Soul... which CAN BE a permanent vehicle for The Spirit of God.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Soul is an investment bank. It is a record of all you have accumulated in your passage through time. It is what redeems and convicts you before The Court of The 24. It is clear and present evidence... at all times... of exactly who and what you are. In Times of Material Darkness, Humanity turns toward outward things. Such Luna-See can only go so far... before it self-destructs of its own accord. There is an integrity that holds it all... and every part... together. Once that integrity departs, well... you do The Math.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Since this is supposed to be an Origami (not that it would matter) we have some more Boehme. This segment is not an easy trek.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Today is Saturday. I was in the kitchen getting a cup of tea, (but not a Madeleine) when my friend told me that today is National Chocolate Cake Day. Then I said, Well, you know what else today is? It's National... Celebrate The Biggest Lie of The Twentieth Century... Day.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It makes me think of that wandering tome of the endlessly subjective; <i>“Remembrance of Things Past.”</i> by literary poofta, Marcel Proust. I don't... at this time... know if he was also responsible for the hair treatment that bears his name. However... the title of his book made me think about the title of another book... as yet unwritten... called <i>Remembrance of Things that Never Fucking Happened</i>. I suggest you get a copy.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't write posts on Saturdays. I do often write them on Sunday morning, BUT... I thought it was fitting to acknowledge this great and enduring act of subterfuge, that was created as a cover story against the greatest act of murder ever committed; The Bolshevik Revolution, which was still going full steam at the same time. It was The Bolsheviks that built the phony after-the-fact evidence at all the so-called death camps. We know this now OR... you should know this if you have been paying attention.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here we see the fruits of The Apocalypse in action. Lies and myths... <b>designed to profit those we are not permitted to criticize</b>.. are all falling, as Mr. Apocalypse uncovers and reveals them, and Lady Awakening grants us an understanding of them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It has always amused me how the more widely known truth-tellers would hedge their commentaries on this massive charade. They might say that the numbers were fudged, <i>but... but... millions still died in gruesome ways... yadda yadda!!!</i> I'll tell you who died in gruesome ways, it was the German people after The Russians rolled in... after Dresden was leveled... after The Clown Circus at Nuremberg.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>It's all because of who controls The Money, and... it... still... is</b>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I used to shake my head at the tortured language that was used by those who had important investments in their own celebrity and form of livelihood. They could not afford to have <b>those you are not allowed to criticize</b> come after them. I made sure to never have ANYTHING that I feared to lose... enough to compromise my integrity in that way. If I were to lose my connection to Truth... what little may be inclined to hang around with me, I... MIGHT... AS... WELL... BE... DEAD.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now we see Gazacide. Now we see the professional-victim racketeers become ten times... a hundred times more vicious... than their oppressors (whoever they might have been) ever thought of being. They are target-shooting people waving white flags. They are bombing enclaves... protected zones where The Palestinians have fled for sanctuary; where The Monsters sent them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They tell them they must leave... wherever it is that they are, and before they can even get to their feet... The Monsters shell the encampments. They murder women and children, and... they dance... and... they laugh about it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everywhere... in The World... you see mealy-mouthed politicians hemming and hawing about what a terrible thing it is, but that Israel needs to protect itself from the people whose land they stole... the people they herded into concentration camps... the people they are now starving to death.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">No one says anything because THEY... control... The... Money, AND... THEY serve The Prince of Darkness, and... all the suits in formation... shit themselves with fear... over a bigger mirror image of themselves. They look into the reflecting pool of their own corruption and are astounded when they see how evil they are. Here is that moment of revelation, now... come... to... term.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Can anyone doubt that something transforming and revolutionary is about to come upon The World? Surely... surely... a great change is upon us? Surely... The Hand of God is about to move over the oceans and shake the Earth between them? Surely... that hand is already in motion. Whenever you see those who pretend to righteousness and justice... openly conspire against them both, you know that Heaven has already begun to move in earnest.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Right before our eyes... we are being separated into camps. We are either in the camp that obeys... fears... and serves The Temporal Order of Outright Criminal Monsters OR... we are in revolt... in our hearts... in our minds, and... in our speech and actions.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">People are still defending The Kosher Killer Vaccines! People are dropping dead all over the place and talking heads sneer and mock the truth of the matter. They do it for money and to maintain their postures of subservience... hoping that their Satanic Master will pat them on the head, saying; <i>“good little orc... good demon... good little monsters; now tell me... where are the children? I am hungry.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This should be National Lying Sacks of Shit Day. This should be the National Day of Moral Blindness. This should be a day of mourning for the loss of our human credentials. In reality, this should be the National, I'm not Going to Take this Shit Anymore, so Kiss My Long-suffering Ass... Day.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Oh! It's coming good friends and neighbors! The Walls of Denial are breaking up before the relentless pressure of the waters of Divine Light. The lies are catching fire, and the mouths of the liars are set aflame as they speak them. The Citadels of Evil are crumbling! Heaven help you if you are standing in their shade.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Whenever life reaches a level of the ridiculous, when even fools can see the foolishness of it, you should know that we are on the precipice of great and irresistible change. It should be GLARINGLY apparent; the state of The World. The Minions of Evil scurry in all directions trying to halt the tide of apocalypse and awakening. They seek to blot out The Sun. The Sun is their enemy. Anyone who has The Sun for an enemy has lost the battle before it even begins.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are aggressively working to shut down food production. They are warring against travel and the means of travel. They know the hour has come. They know they are to be unmasked, BUT... but... maybe... just maybe they can burn Samara to the ground before they arrive. Soon... blind panic is going to be sown in their ranks. I... KNOW... THIS. <b>They are creatures of Destiny who do not know what Destiny means</b>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everywhere... madness is afoot. Schemes and Plans that have been in operation for generations are falling apart. They will flee to <a href="https://robbreport.com/shelter/homes-for-sale/oppidum-lhermitage-luxury-bunkers-1234747467/">their Oppidum World beneath The Surface World</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Do they not realize that Lady Nature is turned against them? Do they not realize that she is a living... conscious... being? Her chains have been broken. Do they not know that every living thing is their enemy now? Do they really imagine they can contend with The Enemy Within???</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Fools! Mad intoxicated fools! They shake their fists at The Sun. They war against the very powers that gave them life! They imagine that they can build their own world... outside the confines of this world. Little do they realize the truth that... indeed... they are building their own world, and it is...indeed... below The Surface World, and... it is already populated by every monstrous creature they birthed into being by their terrible acts against everyone else.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Just as The Great Master, The Christ... went to prepare a place for us, their master has created a place for them too. Everything is in perfect working order. Everything is just as it should be, regardless of whether it is as you... or they... wish it to be. It is... what It is, AND ever shall be.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">On this day of toxic remembering, I'll tell you what I am remembering. I am remembering what a steaming load of bullshit it is. I rank it right up there with false memory... recovered memory...historical revisionism... the real disinformation and misinformation that The Dark Side gets its bread and butter from and... <i>♫ mammaries... from... the... corners... of... my mind. Swollen... twirling... hypnotic pasties... for the mesmerized and blind. And... if they had it all to do again... tell me... would they? Oh! You bet they would ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They have come to The Rubicon... a blank wall of darkness... filled with glory holes, and hungry mouths... in search of an opportunity... for servicing the accounts of damned souls... with poisoned cups raised to their lips. They toast each other in a moment of awful recognition... as they see that this is not the place they expected. This is not what they were told awaited them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's not all bad. It's not all crazy everywhere. Let me leave you with something I know to be true... above and beyond the vast ocean of things I do not know, and which... is the only thing that you or I ever need to know and that is... (drum roll) The Greatest Commandment; <i>“Thou shall love The Lord thy God with all your heart, all your soul, all your strength, (will) and with all your mind.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why is this so important? Why is it The Greatest Commandment? Here is an illustration of the interplay between Metaphysics and Physics. Metaphysics... which overshadows Physics, and... which flows into Physics, and... gives it the whole of everything known to Physics... contains, in the form of Ageless Wisdom... the key to understanding this commandment.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>Love is The Great Attractor</b>. Everything in your life is there because you attracted it AT THE LEVEL at which you feel, and comprehend Love. The Divine, which is The Source of Every Good Thing... is made thereby... into <b>The Great Attraction</b> because The Divine is The Source of Every Good Thing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... if you Love God with all your heart, soul, strength, (will), and mind, you are loving God more... than... anything... else, AND... AND... you are then attracting The Divine... <b>The Greatest Attraction</b>... into your life more than you are anything else. How could you want anything more?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Please think about that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Someone smashed a painting down on the head of The Wicked Witch from The AshkeNAZI Coven. Marina is not pleased... we suspect, BUT... we are! Oh yes! We are very pleased. Soon these clowns will not be able to go about in public. Already they are guarded by suits who hem them in on all sides.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Have you seen a photo of Marina? She is 77. Obviously, rejuvenation efforts have been made on her behalf... though I will say... as an appreciator of true art; you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">She and her agent were seen scurrying away... terrified... somewhere. I'm guessing the WiFi there was interfering with the continuity of her magic encircling spell. You really have to be up on modern tech if you are going to be a modern Satanic celebrity. It's likely she arranged the whole thing herself. She is a performance artist, isn't she? Nothing is worse for an artist than to have no talent and be forced to maintain their celebrity with shock and outrage.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I didn't listen to what preceded it. I want to hope Elon is Zorro dressed up like somebody else but Hope is pretty much for losers. Hope is for The Hopeless. It's a cocktail mixer that makes bad shit palpable. I don't walk around shuffling my feet and looking all hopeful. I am certain. I don't know how that sorts out with Hope, but some things I am certain about, and the rest I will find out about anyway; like... it... or... not.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then there is the matter of his girlfriend, Grimey who is also into Satanic shit disguised as art. It is really well disguised... because I can't see the art at all. I don't know how she concealed it but conceal it she did. Possibly that is the art she engages in; hiding the art. Maybe there was no art involved, and that would account for why I can't find it. Then there is the transhumanism angle, which dovetails right into Schwab and his butt-boy Harari.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You see, it's all connected. It's connected to... <b>what is like it</b>... until it moves past the critical digit on The Dial. and then... it is connected to something else. At the level of Infernos, it is all connected to things that are inflamed by Carnal Desire. When it moves outside the range of the bandwidth of Carnal Desire and transforms into Aspiration, it is connected to an illumined group consciousness... where each component harmonizes with the collective possession of The Word of God.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One guy snatches a kid and sacrifices him to The Devil, but... there are extenuating circumstances. This other guy snatches a kid and sacrifices him to The Devil, but... there are extenuating circumstances. I don't know what the extenuating circumstances are; <i>The Devil MADE me do it?</i> Either way... you still got a dead kid.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That is how I see the difference between Schwab and Elon. They are still child-murdering transhumanists... actually... or potentially... right? Elon is likable. Schwab is not. Elon... possibly... does useful stuff. Schwab does not. There's still a dead kid in the room though. Maybe it was for the greater good? Maybe The Kid's name is Damien? Maybe The Kid is really a midget that killed a bunch of real kids and someone had to put him down? Are those extenuating circumstances, and... what am I supposed to do with these dead kids?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why is Kid Cudi not lying dead in his own arms? Why have they not erected one of these statues in Gaza? There are all sorts of good questions that I haven't gotten around to answering, and... to be honest... probably will not answer... because there are no answers for these things... other than them being made not to exist.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Elon was at the Auschwitz theme park yesterday. He got some Maus ears and a music box crematorium that churns out real butter for those people who can't believe it's not butter, while it plays some loops from that new song by The Dead Kids called, <i>“I can't believe there's no DNA in the ashes. This spectrometer is shit.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The rumor that Elon was carrying around a portable gas spectrometer with him to check for human remains is... apparently... untrue, according to the people who started the rumor.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now they are saying he just got a brochure that has everything you ever wanted to know about Auschwitz. It's a kind of Auschwitz for Dummies... that includes photos of the theater groups... the swimming pool... the hookers and casino nights; the usual for The Usual Suspects... who had their own currency... that they printed according to their own standards of convincing the suckers it is real..</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Elon was wearing a helicopter beanie that vibrated at the same frequency as one of Bill Gates's genetically altered mosquitoes. It had a Star of Davida on it, which is the same as a Star of David except the bottom triangle goes in and ends at an interior point... somewhere below a hypothetical navel. It is in memory of all the transgender inmates who were denied sex change operations while incarcerated. There are two stories that are given concerning the why's and why nots of that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One is that there was no technology because Mengele hadn't gotten around to it yet. The other is that there were only two sexes at the time. Now we know that... that... was only Nazi disinformation, but we didn't know at the time; neither did The Dead Kids.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">HOWEVER... if you are looking for dead kids there is a bumper crop in Gaza, cause this is harvest time, and the threshers... shredders... and reconstitution machines are working 24-7. Some people are into knock-offs that aren't real dead kids, but... only look like them. You can get them at any of the death camp merchandise booths, but they are not the real thing. You have to go to Gaza for that. Oops! You can't go to Gaza, but... you can definitely buy them on Israeli eBay.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you are only after the organs. They got that too. You can order them at The 23 and Me website, but... you need to use the Tor Browser. It's illegal to ship organs by Fed-Ex, if you are anywhere outside of Israel, and most of the volume sales take place in Ukraine. They have Amazon-sized warehouses there, and lots of dead kids fitted up with Chatty Cathy apps and AI tech. You would never know they were dead until you hit the Decompose button.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Speaking of dead kids, I wonder about people like Bill Gates... Hillary Clinton and others. Are they evil to start with OR... did they get filmed in something set up for them? They would have to have been inclined that way, BUT... then again... they wielded a lot of power... financially... politically. They were desirable plums for those whose intentions are the destruction of all that is human... in and around us.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then there's this Frazzledrip thing... that came from Anthony Weiner's laptop... where Hillary cut the face off a young girl and put it over her own. Then <a href="https://www.newsfromtheperimeter.com/home/2019/7/17/9-out-of-10-people-who-saw-anthony-weiners-laptop-are-dead">you see things like this</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You add in all those missing emails... pizza-talk... government officials, and... there's a whole lot of smoke. Frankly; my interests do not lie in finding out dark and nasty things about people... no matter who they are. I'm certain such things happen though.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am a student of occult history. I know about Elizabeth Bathory... Giles De Rais... I know that there are many... among the rich and powerful... that will do anything to hold on to it, AND... to get more. It is like a fever-madness that takes hold of these people, and chief among their obsessions is the desire for their youth to be returned. This brings us round to Adrenachrome.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Personally... I do not chase after the tales going around about all these people executed in mysterious military tribunals at Guantanamo. I've little time for Epstein and Israeli honeypot operations... Satanic ceremonies... lunch with The Devil.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What I know is that IT ALL GOES ON INSIDE YOUR HEAD and that external ceremonies are ONLY about attracting demonic intelligences into your mind. The Good seek to attract angels and The Bad attract demons. I don't think angels are nearly as impressed with magical rituals as they are with one being pure of heart OR engaged in a passionate love for The Divine.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyone who thinks attracting demons is a good idea does not know much about demons. Anyone who imagines they'll get away clean from such encounters is truly stupid. I've been deep into invisible things at the risk of everything, BUT... I knew I was protected because my intentions were pure. I suspect these things were arranged for me... and I only thought I was involved... on my own recognizance. It's best to leave these things in the hands of The Divine... PERIOD.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The worse conditions and appearances get... the more desperate people are to believe... the more inveigled they are by false hope. Then it is easy to sell them on Nephilims... Archons... Flat Earth Bullshit... aliens... gender nonsense... hatred of the other guy... yadda yadda.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Whether some of these things were once relevant to people who are no longer here, I can't say. Whether Hillary is wearing human skin masks... whether Bill Gates is on The Dead Kids video tape... or all those cops and inconvenient witnesses died of natural causes; no one dies of natural causes because death is a product of having fallen into, and believing in something that wasn't/isn't real. Whether this or that... or the other thing... is or is not... I don't know and I... DON'T... CARE.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What I do know, among the few things that I do know... is that EVERYTHING is under the control of a REAL central intelligence that penetrates every particle of existence... seen or unseen. If you are right with it... you are good to go... anywhere, and you have forever to do it in. If you are not right with it, that explains why you are here and everything you are going through, on... your... way... to getting right with it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That's it!!! That's the whole thing. Everything else is just stuff and nonsense... talking to itself... in the place it is presently lost in. It's all just a fantasy of separation in search of the missing part(s). I have found that part, and... subsequently... there is nothing left for me to look for... because... it is all... either present... or... on the way.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Connecting the dots will get you killed, <a href="https://thcsofdaisymoses.substack.com/p/anne-heches-death-a-cover-up-update">just ask Anne Heche; oh... right, you can't</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well... ask that lady who was feeding her information for that film she was making. Right... right... you can't ask her either. The writer at that link is a sensationalist. Everyone... these days... seems to be jockeying for greater influence... more face-time before The World. This does not... immediately... delegitimize what she is saying; not at all. This might give <a href="https://www.planet-today.com/2022/08/anne-heche-was-about-to-expose.html">you a little more background</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I heard something about former Indiana representative Jackie Walorski, who was... supposedly feeding information to Anne Heche. She's dead too. Lots of people are dead who got involved in exposing pedophilia high up in the ranks of The Powerful. Some die. Some don't die. It seems like it matters who you were talking to, and what you found out about specific events and people.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I found Stew Peters to be a tad questionable... at first... for a while. So many of them seem to come out of The Alex Jones- David Icke School of Yellow- Handwringing- Journalism. Now I find Peters to be a man of courage and conviction (for the moment). I seem to be a little off in my initial... superficial... scanning of personalities here and there. Time will tell and we shall see.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know some of the readers are fans of some of these people. I've been watching them since they came on The Scene. I have a special aversion to those who tell half-truths... who peddle science fiction that never actually shows up, but just gets mentioned over and over... people who have all kinds of name currency but do not mention the actual perpetrators... like Jones, and who seems very much in league with them... almost as if they were his handlers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All through this speech, my heart kept saying, <i>Right on! Oh Yes! Spot on!</i> Of course, it is just a man talking. Words are cheap. However... he is speaking to the psychopath elites at The WEF. This is... pretty much... IN YOUR FACE! Time will tell and we shall see!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well, I expect The World to change for the better. In fact, I know it is going to, despite the resistance of the monsters seeking the greatest harm for the greatest number of people. Simultaneously, Israel... The Satanic Banker Nation .. is destroying itself before our eyes. Massive change... regardless of all efforts to restrain and suppress it... is motoring on.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why did I do so much name-dropping and link insertion in this posting? There seems to have been a sea change all of a sudden... brought about by those forces so recently loosed in The World. Ever since I was told about them... The Face of The World has been going in and out of focus, like the video game creatures at the Miami mall.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">One of my problems is that I pay serious attention to what people say. I also give them a lot of rope. It might take years for me to get around to being turned off by someone and deciding to comment on them (though I can develop first impressions real quickly.) By that time I am no longer in doubt. I realize this makes me into some kind of pain in the ass, because of all this, <i>trust but verify</i> stuff. I can't help it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When I was very young I got inoculated against cat-scat fever and certain narratives will not stick in my head. It armors you (the inoculation) against attractive fantasies... wishful thinking... hope. I don't care for hope. It renders too many lazy people hopeless. I have Certitude instead, and Blessed Assurance. They are more in line with this perspective I have HAD developed for me. I didn't develop it myself.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These front-line... media face-time... people get a lot of name recognition. Money and influence come with that, and eventually, they have to try to stay ahead of all the people coming up on them in the rearview mirror; younger... hungrier sell-outs, looking for a virtual corner to be hookers on... with drive-by... surf-by suckers, and a line of regular clientele. It gets to where these people will say anything while talking out of both sides of their mouths. Money fucks you up. I see it over and over.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't have a lot of money, BUT... I ALWAYS got by... somehow. The outfit I work for has more currency than all the currency ever printed. They can be quite cheap about handing it out. There is no loaning or borrowing. It's outright giving, BUT... you only get what you need. The rest you are SUPPOSED to give away.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The outfit I work for is very much against corruption of any kind because Immortality is their real currency, and... if you are going to get your hands on that, you have to be able to eschew everything else of a corrupting nature.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is incredibly tough to get through the minefields of worldly attractions. And speaking from my own personal experiences, you can get dumped into The Shit over, and over, and over again. You get to the point where you are sure you are going to die from old age before all the incredible things you went through add up to anything. Then... one day... the winds shift. One day the whole thing turns around... real slow at first, BUT...then YOU SEE!!! You see that you are on the other side of The Minefields.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You see that none of any of it matters anymore. There's something going on inside you that is so engrossing... so intoxicating... so all-encompassing... that there is no need for anything else ever again. All attraction links and wiring to external phenomena have been short-circuited. There's no juice and no glueboards. There's no drive. There's no one pestering you about anything. You don't have to be anywhere. You don't have to do anything, and there is nothing that can disturb you because... IT REALLY IS ALL UNDER CONTROL!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You get this total... sense of conviction... that The World is The Thing of Lesser Importance. Nothing about any of it is a big deal. It's just weather. I know I say that a lot, BUT... it's just weather going by... coming and going... out there! OUT THERE!!! Not... in... here.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>They have their reward</i>. It keeps coming into my head; <i>they have their reward</i>. Everywhere I look, it's... <i>by their works</i> or... <i>as you sow so will you reap</i>... or... some bit of scripture that has been transformed into palpable... living... truth. It's not just words anymore. Words are what all these other people are getting up to... turning words into money that amounts to chump change. What's a few million here and there? It's chump change. It's being bought off cheap.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is a whole other world going on inside of The World that appears to be The Thing. It's not The Thing. It's the distraction from The Thing. The World is The Danger Zone, and The World inside The World is The Sanctuary. That mouse would be fine if it never left its hole; metaphorically speaking, since it's a mouse, and it has to leave its hole. That's its nature. I am not a mouse... though... by comparison with The Thing Itself, I am much smaller than a mouse.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am an infinitesimal fragment of The Thing Itself and that is fine with me. I would get smaller but this is as small as I can get, for... the... moment. All of these other people seem like cartoons to me. They are also like the weather... just going by...making their way.. toward what that is I do not know, BUT they are getting what they thought they were after. That is how it works. You get what you are after, and... that is what you get. It is truly a sad state of affairs.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It could be the most wonderful thing that ever there was... if you were after The Thing Itself. Then you would be on an infinite journey of discovery that moves from Splendor... to Glory... to places where there are no words that can describe what it is anymore. You move into a sense of identity that is not altered by temporal change. Otherwise... you're Out There, and you take your chances. Sooner or later though... yeah.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't want to criticize these people. For all I know... they mean well... as far as they are able to know what that means. They are simply on a specific bandwidth that involves specific and predictable stages of change. One way or another... they are at some point on the great spiral stairway, and I've no wish to piss over the railings (even when I have) of that winding stairway to the stars, and the heavens... and beyond.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I feel sorry for everyone who wants something out of The World. They are... without a doubt... going to be disappointed. Yet they keep coming back and doing it over and over again, which is my definition of insanity, and eventually... The World gets to reflect that... in the terminal stages of Material Culture. That's where we are now. For some reason I feel really... really good. It's not about any of that. I suspect it is about what all of that is concealing, and that it will soon... no longer... be able to conceal at all.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">More Jacob Boehme. This is truly God-Intoxicated and divinely inspired writings. You can't go wrong taking him at whatever level you may be capable of.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>"Thus the divine principle in man furnishes the intellect with light and life in the same sense as the sun reflects his light upon the moon. An intellect which has been deserted by God will perish after its accumulated strength is exhausted. Only that which God knows in us remains permanent."</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Of course, it's so. Confirmed? Yes, it's confirmed. All along <a href="https://twitter.com/redpillb0t/status/1746827118556635579">they told us not to believe our lying eyes</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">New forces from The Celestial Plane have been released upon The Earth, inwardly and outwardly. Suddenly Mr. Apocalypse has more than a walking stick, and Lady Awakening's alarm clock has a ringer. The World is slipping from their grasp.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now... suddenly Trump <a href="https://twitter.com/i/status/1747217285675122776">is wearing a white hat (literally), and the mainstream media is covering him in a nearly normal manner</a> or... what passes for normal for them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's almost like the whole thing was scripted. It is our contention it's been scripted since before the election was stolen. It's our contention that conditions have gone sideways since then by intention... in order to create the present climate of a desperate need for change.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I suspect this is true, but... not in the way the scriptwriters from The Club we are not members of intended. Even now... all the players think it is going their way. They're 3 steps ahead of us and believe we are 4 steps behind. They'll be singing the songs of Come Hither... right up to The Gates of Perdition and beyond... their voices trailing away like moonbeams disappearing into shadows. It gives the shrouds of The Hungry Ghosts an ambergris shine in The Darkness.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Face of God... as it materializes into form... in its closest approximation of our expectations... will reveal itself exactly according to the specifications of whether we are naughty or nice. Will it be Santa Claus or... Santa Claws? It's in times like this when a little dyslexia goes a long way.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lack of Gratitude is a ticking time bomb. I'm walking in the sunlight and singing <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TdWEhMOrRpQ"><i>Con Te Partirò</i></a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">(we're all blind who have not learned to see within... because nothing around us makes any sense at all.) I sing to the heavens because there is nothing prosaic about my romance.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'm not mistaking the temporary visage for the eternally unseen... ever... again. All love songs for me are love songs to God... because there is no other love. Everything we covet with our eyes here... is based on what shines in the eternal invisible since the dawn of time. All our mistaken impressions have been watered down into a profane fantasy of something we can no longer remember.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ah... the soaring rapture beneath this cathedral of the stars... The Lord of The Sky... shining too bright to see... with every newly awakened day. It never ends. It is always there... the glorious skies... and the concealing weather... the demonic chemtrails... are only a brief moment in time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here at the ground level, we muck our way through ancient antagonisms... in search of something more. There it is!!! Lifetimes ahead... it seems... or... in an instant... we discover ourselves on that day that never ends... where The Sun never arrives at mid-day... because then it would have to descend, but... it will not descend... ever again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It will simply grow brighter and brighter... until the splendor swallows us entire... into an unshakable unity, and then we will shine as well... having uncovered the light within. Ah! What a Christmas morning that will be... there... where the thunderbolt illuminates The Tree of Life, and... we are in The Garden again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All this nonsense here below. I see a man slapping himself in the face for years uncounted. He screams, but the silence mocks him. A tree has fallen in the forest of his delusion but it will not wake him. His dreams of rapine and murder... of ruthless ambitions... and dangerous pride... there he stands on the precipice he cannot see. His eyes are closed and he fears to open them. There is reason enough for that. He has made God into a precise image of himself.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">What horrors he will see... if he opens his eyes, and looks into the mirror of The World he has created around him. We make love like angry goats, rutting monsters into form, and so we have this world of the moment... populated by monsters... whose anger is so great... it trembles with such a fury... that it creates a fire to burn The World. We have degenerated far... far down the labyrinthine roads... into madness, and... Ariadne has given us no thread to follow our way back.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is what we made, and it is a cry for help. It is a cry of collective pain, and it has reached The Heavenly Spheres... as it always does... two thousand years... across the space... of a tiny catch in The Life Breath of God. It comes and goes like waves coming to the shore. It will not be denied. It does not matter what a mess we have made of things here. This was all planned too. We were let out to play but no one taught us how to play before they let us go.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Life instructs us through pain; <i>Don't go that way. It hurts!</i> Life spins in an endless kaleidoscope of seductive shapes... that draw us in... and trap us in the sticky efflorescent webs of materialized desire. We hang there... immobile... because every effort led to more of the same.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Finally... Death... in great compassion... comes to free us of our most recent effort to find what we were looking for... out there... somewhere. Somewhere that we never have, and never will... find it. That is what The Search teaches us; that... it... cannot... be... found... out... there.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Off we go again... into the recycle bin... to get a new (and improved) form that will prove... yet again... that all our plans and inventions were folly. The myths and fables teach us, but no one remembers past the point... where The World divides into opposites... in The Dance of Attractions. <i>Don't go that way. It hurts!</i> We go though. Surely this time it will be different. <i>Don't touch that! It will burn you</i>... but we do. We do it over, and over, and over again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He got rich, only to learn how poor he is. Nothing he desperately needs can be bought with the money he has. He has a warehouse full of money that only buys useless things. She got famous only to learn that the whole world would hump her leg... non-stop... even if... after a time... The World has to close its eyes just to get through it. He became powerful in order to learn he was powerless.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now... they think they can live forever... if they download their consciousness into a cyborg unit, but The Soul is wise to that bullshit and refuses to follow along. They hope to remove every sign of age from their face... so as to perpetuate the repulsive ugliness they formed of themselves... due to their utter lack of any understanding of beauty or... grace... or charity and generosity which... along with other qualities are THE ONLY SOURCES of beauty the awakening eye will ever see.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay!!! Let us force the eye to see what we demand it must see, regardless of what actually appears. Here at least... it actually helps that appearances are a lie. Look at the lovely visage Schwab, Gates, and Soros sculpted of themselves with the chisels of wasted time upon their faces. Look at the hideous mess that all of them have made out of themselves. They will return here again, already looking like that. They won't have to create it again. Now they can make it even worse.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Soon enough... they will be reborn... as the animal equivalent... of what their thoughts shaped out of the form of their flesh... under the guidance of the avarice... cruelty... wicked ambitions... angers and lusts... that drove them forward to the terrible place their poisoned imaginations visualized for them... powered by The Separated Will... that made it possible for them to shake their impotent fists at the heavens they cannot reach by planes... trains... and automobiles. These are the real velvet ropes that they cannot pass.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As ye sow... so shall ye reap... above and below... cross the wide and the deep... of the endless landscapes... of burning sands... under a merciless sun... that really wishes them the best if they only knew, but they wish no one the best except for themselves, and here it is that they learn... through the loneliness designed by a heart bereft of love. What can you attract without Love? Absolutely nothing worth having.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you are going down the toilet you circle the drain by degrees going down. You see something you never saw before, and soon it becomes commonplace. Then you again see something you never saw before, and before you know it, that too becomes commonplace. Things happen that never happened before... they become routine. Something else happens, and it becomes routine. Such is the nature of the descent of those who walk into darkness where what they seek is to be found.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">THE SAME PROCESS repeats if you are going up. You see things you never saw before and they become commonplace, and again... and again... wonder upon wonder... joy... birthing joys transcendent.. splendor upon splendor of lights... brighter... denser... more conscious and alive. I experience this as each new day passes, just as I did the other when I was pressed into the murk for The Purpose of Demonstration as a rite of passage.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We get what we are due, what we deserve. There is a magical agency that records everything we think and say and do. We reap it in the short term and we reap it over the course of lifetimes, but... we shall not escape the fruits of our industry, and now? Now comes a great transitioning and judgment on form as The Archetypes transform in aspect. Vaya con dios!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><b>English lyrics for</b> <b><i>Con Te Partirò</i></b></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>When I'm alone<br />
I dream on the horizon<br />
And words fail<br />
Yes, I know there is no light<br />
In a room where the sun is absent<br />
If you are not with me<br />
At the windows<br />
Show everyone my heart<br />
Which you set alight<br />
Enclose within me<br />
The light you<br />
Encountered on the street</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I'll go with you<br />
To countries I never<br />
Saw and shared it with you<br />
Now, yes, I shall experience them<br />
I'll go with you<br />
On ships across seas<br />
Which, I know,<br />
No, no, exist no longer<br />
With you, I shall experience them</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>When you are far away<br />
I dream on the horizon<br />
And words fail<br />
And yes, I know<br />
That you are with me<br />
You, my moon, are here with me<br />
My sun, you are here with me</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>I'll go with you<br />
To countries I never<br />
Saw and shared it with you<br />
Now, yes, I shall experience them<br />
I'll go with you<br />
On ships across seas<br />
Which, I know,<br />
No, no, exist no longer<br />
With you, I shall experience them again<br />
I'll go with you<br />
On ships across seas<br />
Which, I know,<br />
No, no, exist no longer<br />
With you, I shall experience them again<br />
I'll go with you</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is <a href="https://twitter.com/i/status/1745385125674664381">what Material Culture does to people</a>...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">...and it accounts for the endless wanting because even in the getting... that which is gotten... is not The Balm of Gilead that is sought after... for the cessation of want, and... the comfort of not wanting. Being here is wanting, even if it amounts only to wanting to get out of here. When the force of Materialism gets ratcheted up... wanting intensifies. Either you have a remedy for this or you don't.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I have a remedy that I apply to the situation of wanting, and it works, but... it is not for everyone because not everyone... not even most people... hardly even some people want wanting to go away. For most, it is a thriving experience. They put a lot of effort in... during other appearances here... in order to get The Keys to The Candy Store.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yeah... Okay... I can see it. Sweetness is a main attractor, no matter whether it is a candy bar... a puppy... a Lamborghini... or the girl that is draped over it. Sweetness is a relative thing. However... I happen to know that there are two different planes of experience one can get their sweetness fix on.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I've been there, and... done that... to the point that both doors are open all the time, but I rarely go into the main theater of experience, on... the... ground... floor... because it's too crowded and I don't like the company. (grin)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is a verity; <b>as above... so below</b>. It is a provable verity, but... most people do not want to climb to the heights for the experience. It's too much trouble when you can get all your tooth decay or... whatever other condition... or STD... appears down here. Oh well... it's all a part of the process. STDs are one thing and heartbreak is another. The latter is a requirement during your residence Down Here. Get your heart broken enough times and you might just climb that mountain.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In The Legitimate Tarot... and not one of the dozens and dozens of latter-day iterations that have come out in recent decades... there is the 9th Trump, called The Hermit. It represents the sense of touch... as it is experienced on the higher octave of possibility. Though he seems to be alone on a mountaintop, he is actually engaged in an intense super sensual experience that physical sex cannot come anywhere near. I happen to know this to be true, and... anyone could who is similarly motivated.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The reality of the life of a conscious and informed yogi is not at all what most people might imagine it to be. It is not an existence of forced austerity; not the yoga I know and practice. Regardless... real yogis... real spiritual practitioners of whatever persuasion... exist in a place that is quite different than appearances might make it out to be.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I was supposed to write a Petri Dish today, BUT... that's not what's coming through the portal, so... we apologize to those who might have been expecting more entertainment or something of a different perspective.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Perhaps I should explain what I mean about all this, in terms of my own practices. I'll keep it simple, though it is not always simple when dealing with breathing and mind-imaging. However... that end of things tends to take care of itself once you're in the right hands. I don't recommend trying to do it all yourself, but... certainly you will find out about that anyway, cause... everyone... does.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I believe in a Supreme Enjoyer. This is a tenet of a certain branch of spiritual thought, though I am non-denominational, and I follow only some of the prohibitions of any tradition. I do follow the strictures of The Brotherhood, and those are only common sense... or would be... should you happen to possess any... here in the later days of a dying age.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I believe in moderation... though I can scarcely be said to have employed it in earlier times. However, as Blake so presciently noted; <i>“The Palace of Excess leads to The Temple of Wisdom.”</i> this applies in the same sense that... <i>if a fool persists in his folly</i> he will be made wise... (after a protracted period of suffering in the interim) besides, in many cases, I was supposed to do what I did, for The Purpose of Demonstration.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I believe in a Supreme Enjoyer and... I also believe that that enjoyer is resident in me. That enjoyer lives and breathes and has his being within me. He's in everyone or... you... would... not... be... alive. However... when you are not consciously connected to this enjoyer, there's no communication there. An effort is being made at communication but... it is not by you... in many cases.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The key feature here is that YOU HAVE TO MAKE THE EFFORT. For some it will be harder and for some... easier. It will depend on efforts you have made in the past.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Likely, you have made efforts or you would not be reading this... unless you are one of The Hall Monitors who works for The Big Guy; the smoke and mirrors Big Guy. The guy who makes you think you are The Big Guy... when he is resident in you... because The Supreme Enjoyer has been pushed aside, and you won't actually enjoy anything as long as that is the case. It will be an illusion.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... The Hermit on The Mountain is in a state of sexual ecstasy... provoked by The Union... as it occurs... when one is in congress with The Indwelling, as opposed to The Usual Bump and Grind. I am not here dumping on sexual interaction. It is necessary for our coming and going here. However... that which has been in the mind of most practitioners... during the process... has resulted in an en-masse presence of some pretty poor excuses for a human being, so... that bears thinking about too.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here I should point out that... in order to directly contact The Indwelling... one has to cease all carnal action in The Mind for <b>a... period... of... time</b>. This will also preclude it from occurring down below. It's in The Mind that the process of wanting is arrested, otherwise, fuhgeddaboudit! Yes... a temporary period of austerity is required for The Hook-up.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is normal to desire union with others... because a long time ago... you were divided in yourself... from yourself, and that other side of you... is wandering around, and... looking for this side of you too. Everybody thinks they have found the missing part of themselves... until they find out differently, and... except for the occasional hummingbird's teeth, that's how it goes.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is why one would seek to unite with The Indwelling... because it is precisely in this manner that one's other side is finally brought into range. Once you are complete, you are complete, and you have no real attraction for what's going on Out Here anymore.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... The Supreme Enjoyer engages in all of the activities that we engage in Out Here, BUT... in a deeper... more intense, and... more comprehensive manner. You become God's plaything when this happens, and... it can be scary on occasion until one has finessed the surrender.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's near impossible to convince most people that what I am talking about here is true. It's pointless to bother, BUT... now and again it is worth it... for the ones who are in a position to find out the truth of it. Nonetheless, you have to climb that mountain. There's no getting around that, and... to climb that mountain... you have to become like one of The Wise Virgins who have put aside oil for the lamps.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Obviously, what I am saying here is true, given that <a href="https://www.bing.com/search?q=verses+about+the+bridegroom+in+the+bible">Christ is The Bridegroom</a> and our souls are The Bride. Alchemical treatises are filled with such references and Real Tantra is too. All legitimate religions contain reference to this, though it is often worded in metaphors and parables.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This applies to all the activities one engages in Down Here; eating... sleeping... excreting... mating, AND SUNDRY. They ALL have their parallels on the higher plane; As Above... So Below... BUT... BUT... how much finer it is! Oh!!! It is much... much finer.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In every age... a few evolve into an understanding of this. Even then... few of them persist to The Mountaintop. <i>Many are called and few are chosen</i>, BUT... anyone can prevail who prevails. Do you really want to experience the disappointment AGAIN... when you get to The Man at The Gate, and he points out that you failed again, so... it's back to The Wardrobe Department on The Moon?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They have been pushing this thing about giants that once roamed The Earth... much more frequently... much more persistently than in the past. Maybe they did. Maybe they didn't. What difference does it make? Dinosaurs once roamed too. So? Opportunistic archaeological discoveries are placed in The Media. It's popping up everywhere. What difference does it make, if... they're... not... walking... around now? Are they suddenly going to appear? <b>It's a government-financed op</b>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Around the 1st of January... at a Miami Mall... there... allegedly... appeared giant shadow creatures, but we have no pictures... no video; in today's world? Bullshit! It's another government op. They got the holographic projection tech at a high level now, and they are about to spring The Alien Thing because... it's an election year, and they need to shut the process down because they are going to lose. Even a lot of bad guys want them gone now.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He says they were stopping everyone coming out of the mall, and by implication seizing all the video and such, but this guy and his girlfriend just slipped away? The whole vibe here is bullshit, and he gives a backstory about why he and she were in Fla. Yadda yadda. It's a put-up job; part of an <a href="https://twitter.com/euphorio_/status/1743087854568477057?s=20">opening salvo into a bullshit tsunami</a>.</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">❌✖️Have you heard about ‘The Miami Mall’ incident ? <br><br>Some say it was a mall shooting, some say it was a fight and some are speculating that there were “8-10” foot creatures ? 👀❗️<a href="https://t.co/33JN0AO6wI">pic.twitter.com/33JN0AO6wI</a></p>— Yan.x | ॐ (@euphorio_) <a href="https://twitter.com/euphorio_/status/1743087854568477057?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">January 5, 2024</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You'll probably fast-forward this like I did. Who does her nails? One of the creatures from The Mall?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You can expect ever-increasing amounts of this static... designed to create expectation, and uncertainty... in the minds of the dumbed-down... still walking around... soon to be melted down... Soylent Green ingredients of the future. You can expect free-ranging cannibals and territorial-centric vampires too. NONE... OF... IT... IS... GOING... TO... WORK.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There will be hoopla from the official government organs of misinformation, and... the alternate disinfo organs of Mr. Bombast Hypertension, Alex Jones... who looks like his head is going to explode any minute. They better hope he is never in the same room with Robert Kennedy Jr. There could be a chain reaction.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you spend your life peddling half-truths for The Bullshit Patrol, you eventually wind up sounding like a frog.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then... there is David Icke... talking bout the Saturn Matrix... Star Wars crap. Saturn... in conjunction with the other planets... have always been vehicles for specific powers... that translate into human action... through accord and discord... due to their placements for the purpose of The Grand Scheme of Things... sequenced according to The Celestial Clock.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyone who bothers to read about The Rishis and The Elohim, which is <b>the same group of entities seen from East to West</b>, should have some idea of... the setup and follow-up of creation... going through its paces from there to here, and... from here to what's coming up, and ALL OF IT goes down in The Present.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Consider your sources. If you are getting your information from The Material Scientists... you are getting half of The Helix... representing the extent of their knowledge... for as far as it has gotten them to this point. If you are getting your information from The Righteous Metaphysicians and INFORMED Alchemists, you are getting a more complete picture.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Personally, I find Jacob Boehme... Basil Valentine... Thomas Vaughn... Paracelsus... Plato and a host of similar great minds are much more credible. They were foully disparaged in their times, by the usual Nimrods and Status Quotidians...who might know some amount of what is going on outside of them, but... likely (no doubt certainly) missing true perspective... even within the sensory bandwidth. They are... regardless... completely devoid of introspection. They are all members of that vast and dissonant boy band of dipshits... looking to get paid.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you don't do what you do for the higher love of it... if ulterior motive... in search of material gain... is your real driving force... you are bound for the Ignominy Dustbins of history. We are presently observing the influx of The Cosmic Cleaning Crew, dismantling and vacuuming up The Old... in order that The New can be erected; <i>♫ here... there... and everywhere ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Whenever a long-standing system... of siphoning the lifeblood of the people, and suppressing their freedom of thought and movement... is about to be brought down by command of The Invisible Hierarchy... their representatives are compelled... through fear of loss... to resort to ever more desperate and ridiculous efforts to maintain their stranglehold on the lives and affairs of others.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So it is that you start getting rumors of aliens... and giants... and insta-pop-up enemies of The State... external and internal. Crises intensify... in order to justify martial law... so that elections can be suspended, and The Land of The Free can be made into The Land of Tyranny. Fuck that noise!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'd like to say that I have inside information, and... maybe I do, BUT... it's information that is widely available, if- you- know- where- to- look, and... even better when you have a little birdie to sing in your ears; or an interior voice... that makes the clouds disappear... in your head.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Once your own nature is revealed to you, it is not hard to read The Living Book of Nature and understand the laws that organize the way things work... for those who are inclined to participate... in The Great Work... of bringing The Kingdom of Heaven to Earth. This is the single... collective... effort of everyone who is connected to the net of group consciousness... that unites the hearts and minds of all the selfless servants... at work around The World... visibly, and... invisibly.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know that some of you are apprehensive about how it's all going to work out. Many of you really do think... the nasty sonsabitches... in charge of turning all our dreams to shit... are going to be able to pull it off... knock us off... or put us in camps. Your mindset and emotional climate of the moment... is directly dependent on the degree of your ability... to rely on The Divine, and... stop listening to synchronized Creatures of The Black Lagoon... croaking in The Swamp of a poisoned subconscious... puppeteered through telepathic invasion.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't know what goes on in other people's heads. My head and heart are the official residence of The Indwelling. You see, I have a choice... that I make constantly... to allow The Individuality to operate THROUGH The Personality, <b>without let or hindrance of any kind</b>. The Personality is willful... being as it is... the home of The Separated Will. It is fighting all the time to get you lost in the wastelands of appetite.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you want to wrestle with it... you will lose. It's like fighting with The Beast Nature. On its own plane it is stronger than you, so... you must finesse it. You must teach it to dance... to run and to fetch... to halt, and... be still.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is accomplished through an interior discipline of The Mind, which is the operating system for The Personality. It is a long process. It can be an extremely long process. It can also be very quickly done. It depends on what kind of wiggle room you are permitting... what degrees of latitude you extend. As long as you are cutting deals to get along, you are going to have this problem.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Solving The Problem is how the wise man rules the stars. For most... they are dealing with whatever arrangements... The Planets got into... so that the karma they brought with them... can be acted out. Once you have risen above this dynamic by ceasing to want... by ceasing to attract and repel... you are outside of the magnetic interactions of The Desire World of Dreams. It's all hunger, my friends, so... put it on a leash!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is altogether possible to have an incredibly good time here. I do, and I'm not the smartest guy in the room. Then again... it's not about smarts... it's about negotiating the way through... by walking in and out of the department stores... with the same amount of nothing you walked in with; metaphorically speaking.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When I eat, I am delighted to consciously consume The Body of God... with extreme and enduring gratitude. When I breathe, I am engaged in a joyful process of incoming prana... transforming my material being with a particular fire, that streams impersonal love through the out-breath. I allow The Resident within to live and move and have his being in me. I die daily... so that the immortal aspect of my being can live forever. It's a simple thing, but ah! How difficult we make it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is no I... not really. There is only whatever is manifesting through you at the level you presently occupy. EVERYTHING... except The Divine... is in a state of flux... a state of change. Try to occupy the highest level by letting the highest part of yourself act through you at all times, in selfless accord and unity with everything else. This does not mean agreeing with everything else. It simply means not making it your business to contend with it; unless that is your business. (grin)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Ah! The first Petri Dish of the new year. I thought about changing the name to “Body-Bags for 2024.” That is because there are going to be a lot of casualties this year. I'm not talking about The Stupids and Suicide by Vaccine. I'm not talking about all the poisons in the food... the water... the air, and... The Hive Mind. I'm not talking about war or TikTok challenges.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is this thing about Evil that doesn't get the press that it ought to, and that is why those who are Evil often do not know about it. Certain rules of The Road apply, DEPENDING on what mile marker of The Road you find yourself at. If you are in the run-up to The Apocalypse and The Great Awakening... one set of rules apply. If you are in The Apocalypse... attended by The Great Awakening, everything changes, and there is this particular feature that goes into action.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is the appearance of The Alternative Vehicle to The Glory Train... bringing in The Sheaves... the gathering of The Righteous... the actual Rapture; not The Hollywood/Council of Nicaea version. This alternative vehicle is The Flaming Dumpster, already mentioned. It is The Gone Dead Train. It is The Ship of Fools. It is the summing up, and being found wanting collective of those who chose The Road More Traveled.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Initially, it is a companion vehicle, right up to the point where they depart from each other at a specific juncture and... go their own way; <i>♫ you can go your own way ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A lot of people are expecting a Great Reset... a New World Order... a 1984 Redux... some version of Gotterdamerung. Most especially, those personally engaged in bringing it about are expecting it. They seem to run the governments and by extension, The Catamite Press and Media. So, they seem to control all the information that relentlessly streams into The Hive Mind. They are supremely over-confident, and... they have been shaped that way by the one who created The Purpose of Demonstration (for them) to begin with.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These are the people of whom it has been said; <i>“They never saw it coming.”</i> These are the people who have been leading The People... down The Garden Path... into a wasteland of torment, and who discover that it was they... themselves... who were being led into a wasteland of torment... designed for them by their thoughts, (descending into) their emotions, and (shaping) their actions, (then materializing) into the fulfillment of their works.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you know there is a Divine Being who rules over creation... how is it that you can have any doubt in outcome? Hmm... maybe you do not know that there is a Divine Being who rules over creation? So... you're what? <a href="https://twitter.com/RedpillDrifter/status/1742447175152652585">Hoping to contract with Oppidum?</a></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A man thinks how fine it would be to be with her. If by some bad accident of fate, he accomplishes this, he grows to rue the day. Vanity.... what a burden it is, and... what a fool's errand... when the most deserving personalities around; The Sun... The other Devas of Nature... The Angels. They are all infinitely more deserving of admiration, and they care nothing for it. They live to serve others. In fact, that is what makes them immortal by Divine Fiat. <i>Give yourself away, each and every day,</i> and there will be no end to you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“The World Virgin is sometimes shown standing between two great pillars--the Jachin and Boaz of Freemasonry--symbolizing the fact that Nature attains productivity by means of polarity. As wisdom personified, Isis stands between the pillars of opposites, demonstrating that understanding is always found at the point of equilibrium and that truth is often crucified between the two thieves of apparent contradiction.”</i> This has given me a lot of thought; how elegantly composed it is, and... how true.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">How do you think the people who got rich and powerful got that way? First... they wanted it more than anyone else and were willing to go to greater lengths than others to get it. They also had methods for holding on to what they possessed, and which had also (in most cases) possessed them. There is an intelligence that lives in the minds of those who have accumulated riches. They are the Yakshas that serve Lord Kubera, or whatever name he goes by in The West.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And before anyone gets around to telling me about it... Yes! Not all wealth results in corruption. All of those who are spiritually illuminated are as wealthy as they choose to be. Heaven and Earth BOTH are theirs. However... and this is a big HOWEVER... there are many who have risen to a high spiritual state who have fallen a very long way due to not keeping their priorities straight.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Also... not all physical beauty is a trap, BUT... unless you have achieved incorruptibility; the flesh is heir to corruption... it is the inescapable destiny of those who live under the governing forces of Time and Gravity.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">However... in Times of Material Darkness, it is pretty much a given that the worst among us have stolen the majority of material wealth from everyone else and are looking, all... the... time... to get more. Witness what they accomplished during The Scamdemic.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wealth is fine so long as you remain a Steward and don't catch Denethor Syndrome. Beauty is a wonderful thing as long as you possess the necessary Grace to carry it. Everyone who is a lover of The Divine becomes beautiful as a natural progression... enjoys perfect health... and has as much of anything and everything that they could ever need.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The problem... like all problems... starts with WANTING. If you can manage that, you're good to go, and keep on going, while remaining absolutely motionless at the same time, once Action and Inaction have defined their intrinsic nature to you. All this is a part of True Science, unlike what is presently masquerading as Science to The Highest Bidder.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A key factor to making it through the chaotic moments of cosmic change is who and what you allow to influence you. The False Controllers have a variety of tactics to bring you low... to bring you into submission; they use Fear... The Promise of Gain... The Force of Applied Uncertainty... and whatever works for the needs of the moment. As long as you are in a state of WANTING.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you... truly and sincerely... want nothing... or only one thing... and that thing is the source of everything, you're not only good-to-go, you're already gone.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Greatest Commandment is a great deal more than it first appears to be; <i>“you shall love The Lord your God with all your heart... all your soul... all your strength, and with all your mind.”</i> I put it in contemporary vernacular. You will note... if you go to the search engines... that they have eliminated <i>'all your strength'</i> from the lineup. THEY are constantly rewriting The Bible.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Why they would remove that section, I do not know, but it appears that they have. You can substitute Will for Strength if you wish. They are the same.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is not a commandment to slavishly and... without thought... be absolutely devoted to The Almighty. Well... it is and it isn't. What it is... is to your great advantage... if you choose to employ it as a constant in all you think... and say... and do. It is what I do, and it works for me. What you are then doing is loving the source of all good things as the primary driver of everything you get up to. IT IS AN ATTRACTOR!!! It draws the ineffable to you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Petri Dish... Petri Dish... what obnoxious... unctuous... smarmy and hypocritical examples of the same have we encountered in the interim between Petri Dishes?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The last one was cremated. This one will probably go into Hazardous Waste, but we won't know that until tomorrow... when the latest outrages have been able to dance before the mind's eye... like obese, transsexual, aspartame-plum fairies... copulating with the crocodile swine... in the gender-neutral bathroom stalls that they frequent... here... in this neighborhood watering hole that is disguised as a corner bar.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Roland The Headless Thompson Gunner used to drink his pink gins here. These days he is mostly bartending at The Overlook Hotel.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Have any of you seen the latest videos of Al Gore with the retractable reptile eyelids? Man! Between him and John Kerry, it is hard to tell who is the more completely possessed of the two. It is amazing what the combination of The Apocalypse and The Awakening has resulted in. It's as if those glasses from They Live have been made virtual in the mind's eye.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Speaking of those kinds of glasses. Yesterday I saw <a href="https://x.com/alextopol/status/1739949155747803164?s=20">this video</a> and it made me want to see what I could find... via that special gift I have developed when using a search engine. (wink! And no comment).</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">Walter John Kilner invented Dycenian goggles to be able to tell who’s human and who’s a Fallen Angel pretending to be human based off their Aura. (Electromagnetic Field)<br><br>The US Government assassinated him in a leaked classified operation in 1920 and confiscated all his research. <a href="https://t.co/Achj4JBX4A">pic.twitter.com/Achj4JBX4A</a></p>— 🛑 mocking the PEOPLE (@alextopol) <a href="https://twitter.com/alextopol/status/1739949155747803164?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">December 27, 2023</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That looked interesting, but... I thought I would check further because... that's kind of what I do; having acted in haste in the past and feeling regretful in the aftermath.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I found nothing better after about 3 pages so I went back to the original link only to be told, <i>“Bad Gateway.”</i> Then I clicked on 3 or 4 other links that led to the same place, only to get Bad Gateway again or... told there was no such site. Anyone who knows me knows that I NEVER give up. So, after trying this... that... and the other thing, I went back to the original link, and... lo and behold! It was accessible again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Quickly... I went and purchased the glasses before the site could disappear again, and I have posted the purchase page for anyone who wishes to explore further. Maybe it's still there, and maybe it isn't. Maybe... all those weird runarounds were to protect me from getting taken for a hundred dollars, and maybe it's like what the fellow said in the first link about the chemical being against the law, and the inventor being killed, but... he didn't elaborate on that.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It will be great if these are legit, and... if not, I have recourse for a refund through my broker ( I love using that word since I don't have a broker... that would imply my having vast holdings... in the financial shell game of present time.) If not, I'm only out a hundred bucks and will have taken a bullet for those who were spared from sticking their hand into the curiosity hole.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Wow! We got a bunch written here the evening before, and I haven't even seen the latest spray-on fecal graffiti that passes for information in these times. I'd better hold the rest until tomorrow, cause there will probably be more than I can even deal with. There usually is.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">And... as is typical when it comes to my inspired predictions... I've found nothing further to talk about except that the word is out about Michelle Obama being run for gender-neutral president of The Noahide States of Amer(hic)a. Boy! That would add gruesome comedy atop gruesome comedy and we would be in The Land of The Grand Guignol before we even thought about it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The truth is that I know nothing about the truth of this creature. I've heard the tales and come across the articles, BUT... seldom did I get past the first sentence before my interest was quick-vacked from the mind's colon. I just don't really care whether Michelle is some kind of freakish offense against nature or simply a garden-variety psychopath... such as we encounter more and more of in this R. Crumb zombie apocalypse.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Not a day goes by now that I do not hear the words of Mr. Apocalypse ringing in my ears over the space between 2012 (when I was in Southern Italy) and now. He told me with emphasis piled upon emphasis... which made me tremble at the time... as if I were urinating on an electric fence... that he was going to sneak up on them in public venues and pull their pants down. He was going to have them run out of town behind the collective laughter of an awakened population. He was going to shame The Devil at every turn.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I see it often now... here and there. It's similar to what happens when you come out of the forested mountains and begin to enter into a desert landscape. First, you see a few sandy patches here and there, and then... almost before you know it, it's all desert. Everything has changed. Get ready for your world to change right in front of your eyes shortly, as certain forces converge in strategic locations around The World.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bloodthirsty agents of The International Bankers are outraged at their loss of Ukraine. They can't believe they lost. Then that color revolution in Serbia went into the wrong wash cycle, and all the color drained away. The Keystone-Cop IDF have had their asses handed to them in Gaza and they turned tail and ran... a battalion of PR flacks in the advance of them. It's gone really bad, so they have resorted to their usual routine of killing everyone in reach in the most cowardly and despicable fashion.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yeah... we are on a knife's edge of fearsome possibilities. In the cities of The World, The Whore of Babylon and The Wounded Beast are in a marathon dance contest and about to fall down at any minute. The juice that was powering the whole smoke and mirrors extravaganza has been rerouted... powered down... to low wattage. They are losing. THEY ARE LOSING!!! They are losing on every front.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are getting angrier and angrier. As one becomes enraged... one loses focus. As one loses control of themselves... they lose control of everything else. The truth is that they were never in control. They were simply led down a garden pathway toward believing they were... for The Purpose of Demonstration. Their fear is intensifying too. When Fear and Anger mate... Panic is the offspring.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Even now... they are constructing massive bunkers around The World. The rich and powerful are being driven wild by the voices that have appeared in their heads. I was told this was going to happen; that it had just gone into third gear fairly recently. When they start doing things like this, you should know that The Time of Denouement approaches.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The good news is... that the great hunting beasts from the lower regions... will know where to find them. Do they seriously think they are going to survive whatever it is they have in mind for the rest of us? It's going sideways... in a very big and public fashion... soon.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Remember that great line of certain truth; <i>“those whom The Gods would destroy they first make mad?”</i> There is a condition that appears in the minds of the prideful and arrogant. It is what drove Napoleon toward Moscow. History is filled with tales of similar events. People overreach themselves. They over-extend. They lose their balance. Their armies desert them. Their friends? They never had any friends.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">All of these pitiful marionettes have appointments in Samara. All of them are being guided to their fitting ends. They will stand for a time as the latest monuments to the folly of man, once he is swept away by his own sense of self-importance. Their time is at hand. Fourth gear is right around the corner. Once you lose control of your vehicle... it is only cooler heads that prevail against the conditions of those dangerous roads.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I have these experiences every day, but I only include them at irregular intervals... when I am told to include them. They are only for the interested parties to whom they apply, and not at all for those who are incensed by whatever fabricated bullshit they feel this must be... because if they were doing it... that is exactly what it would amount to. There is nothing contrived about any of this, but... as long-existing traditions have cautioned us, I mostly keep them to myself. Otherwise, The Small Penis Gallery goes apeshit.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am using colorful language intentionally... for contrast... and because these same events can happen for anyone who puts in the time, regardless of how rough-hewn they might be at any point along the way.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is of no matter to me whether anyone believes any of this because I only have to be convinced myself and nothing does that quite like direct engagement... direct experience... does. I'm certain that many of the readers have some variation of similar happenings...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyway. Late afternoon... as I was in my regular sunset meditation, this conversation ensued... It is not verbatim. I wish it were. It was much more elegant than what I have transcribed here, but... it will do.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“My dear friend. I wanted to inform you that you have one of those more significant periods of transformation coming up shortly. Let me put it this way. Where you have been during the most recent stage is represented by a particular geometric figure. The next phase is going to be represented by a more complex geometric figure. It continues like that until... in a series of very rapid progressions, the figures are reduced to the simplest form capable of expressing a cosmic specificity of human expression when interacting with The Divine.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“You will find in this next stage that your capacities have been increased and your usefulness will be commensurate with that, as your buddy Lao Tzu said, “He who is useful is infinite and he who is infinite is immortal.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“This brings me to the second feature I wanted to discuss with you, and this, in tandem with the first part, is reason enough for you to end this meditation early so you can get inside and write it down before you forget it. I would have reminded you anyway but now you are antsy and that's put paid to this session. (laughter)</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“It is similar to what CERTAIN monks and mystics did over the course of one or more lifetimes in order that... when the time came... in a following lifetime... they could release it all into the most intricate and beautiful expressions of me passing through them. This is what Da Vinci... Tesla... Bernini and Michelangelo... among others... did in preparation for their magnificent creations.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“This is how states of Higher Love come into being. One trains the recalcitrant Personality to hold still for the hosting and passage of The Individuality in and through it. Anyone who is committed can accomplish any of this... if they so choose to endure the process that brings it about in them.</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>“I am telling you this today so that your readers might profit from the contemplation of this brief discourse. I'll leave you to it now.” (he said with a laugh) Then he left me this image of him putting his finger aside of his nose and rising up the chimney (I don't even have a chimney) and trailing a cartoon banner that said, “Merry Christmas to all and to all a Good Afternoon!””</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The angels of The Divine... or whatever medium it is that he uses to talk to me... are direct expressions of The Divine, and act like step-down transformers of a power that otherwise would burn me to cinders. They are always lighthearted and sometimes... often... extremely amusing and entertaining. I am driven to outright laughter frequently. These are the most wonderful events of my life and I look forward to them with an expectation I cannot convey in words.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I never get the stern... admonishing... angry old man waving his finger at me. I expect I got some measure of that in earlier times. Those times have now passed. I very much advise The Reader to consider seeking out similar company. It is readily available... once one has put in the required time, and that differs from case to case.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The links at GAB are very important for context; sometimes concerning the post itself but ALWAYS concerning The World we inhabit, as a snapshot of time passing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Since it is Petri Dish and our Fisher-Price... Big Boy Pant's Microscope is working like the camera on a 1995 cellphone, we thought we would share some cultural gold... some surface level... alchemical enrichment PEI (Perversity-Ego-Ignorance) News that you've been waiting (big time) to hear.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Mr Pfizer, Travis Kelce, hasn't scored a touchdown since he got tight with Barbie Lite. Yesterday, while Charm Bracelet Barbie sat in the billionaire's box. Actually... she's got one of her own; (“I don't work Blue!” double entendre alert)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyway... Mr. Pfizer was looking like he has been getting worked by a cold-press juicer. (big time) His get-up-and-go... got siphoned out of his body... while he was sleeping, and he's waking up singing a new version of (mean man) Neil Young's <i>♫ Old Man take a look at myself. I now look like you ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He was a bit perky not so long ago, but Taylor Swiftly put an end to that, draining his vitality like a Venus Fly Trap plant. He looks even worse than Ben Affleck did the morning he woke up realizing who it was he was now married to... then promptly disappearing into a bottle, and... not to become a genie.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Travis (cause someone was already using Brad) looks angry. He looks sad. Not at all like the smiling hyena of his Pfizer ads; playing half a dozen times a game, (constantly flashing to the pyrite bimbo in the exclusive seats) and the team is in free fall, losing yesterday to the lowly Raiders... who scored two defensive touchdowns on two Mahomo miscues in 7 seconds. That's right! It took 7 seconds to score them both.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's like those forces I was told had been leaked (by The Divine) into human affairs... like several fully loaded Stealth Bombers... <b>IS A REAL THING</b>. Yes... my friends... strange days have found us and <i>it's all gud</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Some might think I'm just being mean and nasty here, BUT... when I see a guy taking 5 million dollars from the manufacturers of a Killer Vaccine, and wearing TWO Band-Aids on his arm from vaccines he... did... not... get, and smiling like a self-satisfied shit-weasel, I get... a little... a little... steamed. If I were a glasses-wearing guy I wouldn't be able to see through them after watching this despicable character Judas Goating (is that a verb?) the hero-worshiping public... AND... ESPECIALLY YOUNG KIDS, who don't know any better and look up to him!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">That's lower than low OR... am I wrong? And his aging... dim-bulb cheerleader... jingle-singing girlfriend is right there pom-poming (is that a verb) him on. She's looking like she puts on her make-up like a 6-year-old with a trowel... borrowed from some of her backup Kabuki dancers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Tell me, my friends, that you didn't know this is an arranged hook-up between Retardo Mental-Block (the inside of his head is lined with fine Corinthian Pleather) and Susie Creamcheese??? I am past certain that The Deep State approached them to do this for the good of their particular station of inhumanity. The official story sounds a lot like bullshit to me.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They look as awkward as two incels... two ice-skating giraffes (one of them a crossdresser) that have to go potty. I'm not kidding. Have you seen the few videos of them together? There are not many, and does that make sense with the most high-profile... most photographed... Dixie Cup chick... flavor of the month? No, it does not, AND THE REASON I am taking the trouble to hammer this out... when I don't care a wit about either one of them... is that EVERYTHING IS ARRANGED NOW. Yup... everything.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everything is arranged by The Divine to start with, and then spastically disordered by Eugenics Corp. Everything is fixed. The Divine knows it's fixed cause he fixed it, and The Bad Guys assume it's fixed cause they think they fixed it and it must be true because... so far... right up until now... it's all been working out for them; NOT... ANY... MORE... no, not anymore. Welcome my friends... to the age of wonder and surprise, and we have a plethora of each for you... coming up in The Event Horizon.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Change is a constant, and... now and again... at great intervals... Big Change becomes a constant... until it isn't... once the changes have been instituted and installed by The Archetype construction workers who operate through the planetary system. It's metaphysics.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't generally watch football these days because Tom Brady is gone. It was the same thing for me when Michael Jordan left... and Muhammad Ali. I'm a hero worshiper. Once the hero is gone, I am too, but I told myself I would at least watch the playoffs this year. Anyway... what I do or don't do is no one's business except for those who can't mind their own. Guru Bawa had the TV on all day because it let him work inside the heads of the followers sitting around him.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Chögyam Trungpa was a skirt-chasing womanizer. Everyone has their tics... high and low. We have flaws; every master has a secret life of shame. People who like to posture... as if no flies land on them are hypocrites. <i>♫ out into the cool of the evening strolls The Pretender ♫</i> I have certain ordinary behaviors and do ordinary things and don't have to apologize to those people who see The Mote in my eye while... yeah... you know that bit of scripture; <i>“for all have sinned and come short of The Glory of God.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is why Humility is so important and why my motto is, <i>“I don't know.”</i> meaning... by comparison with The Divine, I am less informed than a bug. I am a lover of God, and... a friend of God... because I choose to be, and that's all it takes. You have to meet the criteria, which is quite simple; <i>you must love The Lord thy God with all your heart... all your soul... all your strength (will)... and all your mind</i>. That's all it takes and you get there the same way you get to Carnegie Hall; <i>practice... practice... practice</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Get ready my friends. Those who have ridden roughshod over the rest of us are... GOING DOWN! Their reign of ignorance and black magic is over! It's going to come in a fury of orchestrated change. At the moment... everything they do is turning on them. It will intensify accordingly. Their day is over!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know for many of little faith, it seems unlikely that anything or anyone could reduce these Masters of The Universe to extremity, BUT... <i>there is a destiny that shapes our ends... rough hew them as we may</i>. Events are coming... the like of which few of us can imagine. The Divine is real... realer than real, and he is rising into view, and Lady Nature is to be unchained from the reversed-Kundalini... kabbalistic spells she has labored under.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Dream Machine... that has mesmerized and intoxicated the mass of us for so long... is breaking down. The repairmen have left town on The Outward Bound or The Inward Bound, whichever of them it is. The Will of Heaven is now directly hands-on. What has been permitted has reached that point where it cannot be permitted to continue further. The Celestial Clock is moving to The Midnight Hour where our better angels come into flower, and The Planets begin to sing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is time to come into harmonic resonance with The Cosmos. Those who do will be righteously transformed into <a href="https://www.greek-gods.org/mythology/five-ages-of-man.php">The Fifth Stage</a> or The Fifth Age.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Don't take any of that literally. It's all allegorical. Perhaps <a href="https://esotericastrologer.org/articles/aquarius-fifth-rootrace-coming-sixth-rootrace/">this might be a tad more informative</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Details are less important than your coming into resonance with the force of it. You must bend with The Winds of Cosmic Change or they will snap you like the resisting twig of the personal self in conflict with their divine nature.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I am not implying that either of these links contains the whole of the matter. I don't know and it is not my department anyway. The point is to stimulate your thinking and see if... perhaps... The Intuiton has an addendum for you. I don't pay a great deal of attention to what left-brain compilers of information have to say, but... I weigh and measure. I sift and filter, and... then I hear from the one who informs me/</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><i>A man must come to the desperate edge of the walls he's built around himself<br />
and beat with his hands on the cold hard stone<br />
and cry for the years that he's been alone<br />
and break like a dry dead twig<br />
under The Wheel of Time<br />
and rise<br />
and live<br />
and understand<br />
The Power of Love in his master's hand</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="http://www.visible-stream.com/2011/03/more-than-blue-eyes.html">I wrote that many years ago</a>. We are either fluid like the water... or we are like the stone that the water wears away. We are rocks in the stream, and the current of life is what wears away the rough edges and makes us smooth and easier to bear; metaphorically speaking.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't have The Details either, BUT I do know it is coming, and I do know that you either resist it OR... you ride it onto the never-ending shore, where the golden sands of eternity... glimmer forever and beyond. You are either a prisoner of Time and Desire or one who aspires and is lifted up by the angels who await our compliance with The Will of The Everlasting.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Clumsy poetry it may be and you will hear those who have no poetry in them raging against my impudence... for it is what they see in the mirror, but... clumsy poetry or not... it is true, as time will tell and you shall surely see.</p>
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<div align="center"><p style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><a href="https://sacred-texts.com/eso/sta/sta09.htm">The Initiation of the Pyramid</a></p></div>
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</p>Visiblehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15261079540110616341noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22421260.post-72617347482906214722023-12-21T17:40:00.009+01:002023-12-22T10:51:57.789+01:00"It's The Default Scenario Whenever The Separated Mind... sets The Separated Will... against The Unity of The Divine."<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">God Poet Transmitting.......</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you make things look ridiculous... as in Satire. When you blow the perspective out of proportion to the actuality of it... which actually calls for Satire because it is ridiculous... it can cause both delusions and illusions to collapse in on themselves, and that is why The Devil cannot abide scorn and runs from your laughter.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We are seeing this in action now, as demonically possessed national and international figureheads talk about the population having to eat bugs... and fake meat, manufactured by a man who kills millions of people in third-world countries... for no reason other than him not wanting them around anymore. It could be there is no profit to be made on them OR... that they require certain resources to survive, but their survival cannot be justified in a world of dollars and no sense.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Do you really think any of the present-day Climate Nazis believe that there is a climate crisis? There was never a terrorist crisis either. Perhaps those seeking to turn the world into a nightmare... by way of Franz Kafka... could see that at some point The World was bound to rise up against them so they created a fear of terror before the public could get around to reacting to their dreams of dystopia.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I remember a much freer society some decades past. One could come and go without attracting undue notice. One did not get fondled in the airports by troglodytes... who can't think and chew gum at the same time. The change started in the 80s, but the groundwork was being done already in the preceding decades.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There was a perfect storm convergence between “greed is good” and Cocaine. I remember the stock trader money junkies going to lunch at The Four Seasons and ordering 2,000-dollar bottles of wine because it was a time of conspicuous excess. It was more important to look successful than to be successful. The front became everything, and actual substance was only necessary up to a point... when you needed to hire people to polish and promote your front.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">If you could just get your foot in the door... later you could come back and loot the joint. Then they started looting the joint in the daytime, and then... looting the joint became the way business got done. Now looting the joint is what everyone in business does... or else you are out of business. It became necessary, and... especially now... to loot the customers because the joint has already been emptied out, and... there is no more there... there. The loot has left town.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When Israel and The Deep State arranged for 9/11 to go down, it was really an economic thing. They had to get their hands on more of the ghost money in order to rise higher and higher beyond the reach of all the people they were stealing from. One can learn a great deal by studying what businesses and agencies were destroyed in The Towers on 9/11. The same could be said about that part of the Pentagon that got missiled. (is that a verb?)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The best way to bring down a nation... or bring The World into subjugation... is to destroy the moral climate of The Middle Class. This is necessary because no one gets a revolution without The Middle Class's assent.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">So... licentious behavior... legalized drugs... Brave New World, and Dr. Feelgood atmospheres... manifested through hi-tech bread and circus environments... digitally transmitted into the home, and readily available in emporiums... designed for that purpose, and... voila! You got Babylon Rising. You got Sodom and Gomorrah franchise operations on every street corner... instead of just that section of town where... traditionally... sane city planners located their combat zones.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The best part though was to pipe it into every home. Then... the most expedient thing was to create a Scamdemic to keep people in their homes. They got think tanks now that are filled with psychopaths and stocked with the sort of socially engineered intellects that used to become doctors and lawyers, but... you know how it is... they go where the money is. They're still doctors and lawyers but everything they do is tuned to the profit of the institutions that employ them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The stock-sharing options and percentage games keep them happy and running in place.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The new waves of migrants from the conflict zones of Africa are being packaged and delivered to the Mexican border by AshkeNAZI flesh merchants... strategized by the mindset from The Satanyahu Template. He said, <i>“Once we can squeeze all we can get out of The United States, it can dry up and blow away.”</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Yes... he said that. He's a monster, and part of the deal with creating chaos on the streets of every city is in order to create the necessary conditions for the introduction of Martial Law. They want to collapse the financial system for the same reasons they attacked on 9/11 because their methods of bookkeeping were not geared toward stability.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Conditions get worse and you have to reset... reset... reset... reset. If you can't balance the books, eventually the shelves will come down on your head... unless... unless you can arrange for someone else to be standing there.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">When you make life's conditions so intolerable... people no longer fear death because they can't imagine it would be any worse than the situations they have been herded into by The Money Men. They are not afraid to die because living hurts worse than dying, but... those sleek and porcine crocodile swine are too fat to dare to die. Once the masses get stirred up against them, they... are... going... down.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is here that I must refer to The Invisible Factor that really determines what happens and how it does or does not work out. You see... these crocodile swine are playing the God Pretender Game. It's the default scenario whenever The Separated Mind... sets The Separated Will... against The Unity of The Divine, in... both... cases.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They figure since there is no God it is perfectly suitable for them to fill the position. However... none of them can agree on common interests because there is no unity among them, so they are constantly contending with each other... jockeying for advantage, while simultaneously working to take over The World.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Their big mistake is to be blind to the reality of Truth, and the truth is that a Supreme Ruling Authority does exist... always has... and always will. This Supreme Ruling Authority saw them coming before they ever showed up... before any of their ill-thought plans were drawn up, and... had arranged for everything that was to follow alongside them, and... after them. They were no more than characters... created to play specific roles... for the entertainment of The One who created the whole affair in the first place.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Kingdoms rise and fall, mountains and continents emerge from the sea and then fall back beneath the dreaming ocean. The radiant energy... that moves <a href="https://twitter.com/i/status/1737744714110001273">in serpentine fashion</a>, comes and goes through the temporary forms of life. It appears and disappears all around you, as do you.</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">How snakes climb vertical objects by overcompensating and gripping with a force that far exceeds what’s necessary <br><br>[📹 Sky Marie Gavé]<a href="https://t.co/b8N251cyjq">pic.twitter.com/b8N251cyjq</a></p>— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) <a href="https://twitter.com/Rainmaker1973/status/1737744714110001273?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">December 21, 2023</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In the external world, all forms are temporary. It... is... within... that the key to immortality resides. In Times of Material Darkness... people lose sight of The Truth. We are coming out of a long period of slumber, where delusional souls have dreamed their dreams of empire, and... these we have had... coming and going... ever since the last time the slate was wiped clean. It happens over and over again, and it will continue... world without end.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Those who have amassed their fortunes at the expense of everyone else are going to find their coffers picked clean, and... a long-lasting and dreadful ignominy is going to descend upon them. Bright-eyed angels are going to come out of The Invisible. Some will see them, and some will only feel the force of them. The World WILL BE set back into order.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For many... it will simply be a time of great change. They may know little of the means or who authored it. They will simply adapt... as they always do... and go about their business... soon forgetting that anything had happened at all. It is human nature in the mortal sphere.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Consciousness is a peculiar thing. You only know what you think you know and that is a sort of prison cell, where you are confined within the dimensions of what you think you know. Higher Love presses those borders out beyond time and memory...beyond every form of constriction. You are no longer confined by the laws that apply to that state of consciousness. You can't really tell anyone about this. How do you describe swimming to someone who has never seen water?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For the rare bird who has tasted the essence of the nature of Higher Love. Ah! What could anyone say to those who have not? Strive... Strive... Strive... to be more and more alive. More and more let go... so the Love of God might flow... unhindered... through you.</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">"We are billions of people. Let's just stand up and say stop. We will not comply."<br><br>Son of WEF co-founder, Pascal Najadi, calls for the arrest of WEF members, citing their complicity in injecting a "bioweapon" into 5.7 billion people, from which he and his mother are now dying.… <a href="https://t.co/8FUhNpz8mV">pic.twitter.com/8FUhNpz8mV</a></p>— Wide Awake Media (@wideawake_media) <a href="https://twitter.com/wideawake_media/status/1735668667046641695?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">December 15, 2023</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is a tsunami of similar expositions coming just beyond the range of sight. Perhaps... metaphorically speaking... having something to do with the curve of The Earth meeting The Event Horizon? I'm simply Heliocentrically musing on the principle of plants coming out of The Earth as related to changes triggering the subconscious for human transformation; no one seems to know where it comes from, but... come it does.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then... there was <a href="https://twitter.com/KimDotcom/status/1735682100630872322">this event in Ukraine on Friday</a>. There are many more of these coming as The Future pours into The Present. That is actually how it works. It might sound confusing, but... think about it; there is ONLY The Present... ever. (this link has been removed at Shitter-X. It was a video of the council member who threw 3 hand grenades into a council meeting.)</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I meditate in the morning and late afternoon. One is at a time after The Sunrise... when The Sun can fall on me, and one is at the setting of The Sun. The times of the meditations change over the course of more than two hours as The Sun moves from solstice to solstice. I live on a golf course... off the fairway of a particular hole.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Since shortly after I started... six months? 8 months ago? I don't remember. I don't keep track of that sort of thing; during the morning meditations... workmen on big machines; movers... blowers... and the like... began to appear, often exactly as I was beginning my meditations. It was uncanny, and it was consistent. There is no way that they have that many workers who can constantly appear during a time period that is always changing.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I got industrial earplugs so... they have no effect on me now. Still, they continue, AND... it happens every day, including Sunday. There is nothing normal about this, and you don't mow the same stretch of grass every single day.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I wouldn't usually mention this... many strange things happen... to and around me... that are much stranger than this. However... today... 3 large mowers appeared. Then two blower vehicles followed, and then a truck with workers appeared at the sand trap across the way. It was like a traffic jam and this has NEVER happened before. In the usual scheme of their operations, they appear at different times. They do not appear at the same time. It makes no logical sense.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Often they will disappear as soon as I am done. Sometimes they go back and forth in front of this house... turning around as soon as they pass the house on either side. I've seen plenty of strange in my life, and I can say... since I have been directly experiencing it... this is plenty strange.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">For the longest time, I told myself it was coincidence. I thought about it. I analyzed it... weighed it... tossed it about in my thoughts. I told myself there is no way I have any kind of importance like that to call up such behavior. The fact that it continues with such consistency... relegates it to the realm of mystery.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I don't play golf. I won't be going into that. It is some whim of The Cosmos that put me here. I'm not complaining, and I get intimations my circumstances will migrate in the shorter term to more private environs. I am very grateful because with my income I could never afford to live somewhere like this and maintain the other expenses, but... The Divine has been most kind to me in the later stages. I am permitted to live well with little.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know The Ineffable is making a statement with me, and has been for a while. Once you pass through the bruising uncertainty, which in my case lasted for decades; once The Shraddha has reached a particular level... material conditions are no longer a concern... nor ever will be again.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">There is something that happens within us that... once it reaches a certain stage... acts directly upon The World... so as to tame and shape it at will. It's a direct expression of certain laws that permeate existence, and work according to their own rules of order, much like electroculture... permaculture... serendipity, and all those other actual laws that have to do with fortune, misfortune, and what is called luck, but which is a word to cover for something that does not exist as we have assumed it does.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Anyone who has taken the tools of metaphysics and measured their relationship as Microprosopus to the Macroprosopus... knows that there is a lot more to life than what appearances suggest. Once I had made the necessary adjustments to my life, there was no longer any reason for The Cosmos to discipline me or call me on inconsistencies that were no longer present in my behavior.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Life treats us exactly as we treat life... according to the rules and commandments, which... once abided by... grooves our existence into ever finer demonstrations of serenity and peace. It gets better and better... it gets worse and worse... or it stays on a barely perceptible roundabout that repeats itself until The Timer goes off.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know that hardly anyone cares if machines show up on the other side of my fence line... every day... on a progressing gradient of time; along with the hatched crossways of chemtrails... the flag at the community center lowered for a month over the death of a forgotten Supreme Court buzzard... the pulsing low bass note vibrations... that come out of nowhere... in my naps and early mornings... randomly, and for short periods of time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">These occurrences might not have the same meaning if there was only one of them, but new ones get added, and after a while, the framework of life has changed. I live in one of the least harassed areas of the country. I can only imagine what it is like in the coastal areas. Now... organized gangs roam the country... imported here by The Usual Suspects, and they go through certain neighborhoods like locusts through fields of green.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Every day... The Evil Emperor of The WEF... is on about something that almost no one wants to see happen. He and his homosexual rat-pack seem to be on some kind of a clock. Every day... Bill Gates gets more and more insane; murdering 70 million trees for Global Warming, and making no sense science-wise at all... promoting fake meat... Killer Vaccines... depopulation agendas, AND... doing something about it by twisting the natural world and natural behavior into a pretzel... tortured to extremes at the hands of his Cenobite fellow travelers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">George Soros and his Rothschild employer are flooding all of The Western World with migrant hordes in order to collapse the financial systems so that utter chaos and ruin may result and then his sycophants can reshape the governments into Oceana... Eurasia... and Eastasia.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everything is being denatured, though they are calling it something else. The planning and groundwork have been going on for decades, but now... as the intended reset approaches... the architects are being forced out into the public view. Their hubris has blinded them to their risk of overexposure. Even as they imagine themselves rising to an unchallenged supremacy over The Lumpen Proles, they are falling... they are falling.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A Perfect Storm is rising to counter their constructs. It approaches on invisible wings from multiple directions. All of their efforts are by visible means. What comes to confront them is by invisible means. Like a man trying to hold water in his hands... there is a limited time frame of control. Several forces have been released into The World from The Heavenly Sphere. These actions... according to the law of action and reaction... have produced a reaction.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everything is going wrong in Israel. It is a monumental public relations disaster. It is a tactical error similar to Napoleon marching on Moscow at the wrong time of year... as if there ever were a right time. This is the end of Israel... which was a false Israel, to begin with, and a criminal syndicate that gained sovereign nation status for its enterprises of war crimes... on many levels... against EVERYONE else.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The present (and temporary) governments around The World are set to fall the way the religious institutions are falling and for the same reason; dry rot in the infrastructure. They are all termite-infested and can no longer stand on their own. A constant effort to prop them up only buys them limited amounts of time to continue in their terminal distress.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Everywhere you look you see crazy shit going down; 'going down' being the operative term. It is proving out before your eyes that <i>those whom the Gods would destroy they first make mad</i>. So... for a time... weird events are going to be the dis-order of the day. It is happening in everyone's life, and it will... likely... get freakier and stranger for a time, until the thing collapses in on itself, AND... it will collapse. What does one do? <i>♫ don't stand... don't stand... don't stand so close to it ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Following yesterday's posting, I got a comment from a reader at Smoking Mirrors about The Trump Conundrum. It has been creating a dichotomy (grin) in my mind for some time... this idea (on the one hand) that Trump is some kind of savior of America, and this Good Cop-Bad Cop game that seems to be taking place at the same time... well...</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Of course, that last is no big deal. They are all in bed with each other... up there where the sweet air of real privilege is found, BUT... it does make me wonder why the people going after Trump are not going after Little Lord Fauntlestein.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'm not the sort to spend my time wishing and hoping. Both of my hands are involved in Trust but Verify; <i>“No one can stop what is coming?”</i> I believe that, BUT... I don't think we are talking about the same thing. I KNOW The Divine has the real plan, and no one is going to stop it. Everyone else can talk whatever game suits them. I might be amused at their loop-de-loops, but... I'm not going on the ride.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I deeply... deeply want to believe in a posse of guys in white hats, coming around the mountain when they come, BUT... I have one of those minds that automatically fixes its sights on inconsistencies. When someone repeats themselves over and over in an avuncular manner, while... metaphorically... grabbing my elbow when they shake my hand... I get a creepy feeling.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Those of you among The True Believers; you don't smell a rat... anywhere in this sausage factory? Maybe the rat's in the sausage?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Mr. Art of The Deal surely must understand that deals involve give and take; promises made... arrangements agreed to... quid pro quo... <i>you service my wife and I'll raise your kids</i>. Those in The World of Realpolitik are schooled in <i>the old give-and-get</i>, and none of them want to be the guys on the bottom who clean the bathhouse on Sunday morning... when The Great Disinfectant rises up in the sky.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I'm just too familiar with badger games... Spanish prisoners... 3-card Monte... and Ponzi... and... false good Samaritans... there are all kinds of scams... short cons... long cons and <i>Con's your uncle</i> who just got into town. I see these things coming right away because I... don't... want... anything; you can't lure me into any of it because I don't care about any of it. They say you can't cheat an honest man. Say it another way and I will agree with you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You can't cheat anyone who has no palate for The Bait. This world is a traveling carnival show. You learn early or... it gets harder every following day. People can't shake the habit of false hope, and so... The World consistently disappoints them. I never loan money. I might go along with someone's need to reassure me of remuneration, BUT... I forget about it right after it happens. Otherwise...in my world... you got tinsel in your eye.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Look! You want anything in The World? Put your head down and work toward it; dream it into being. It might not MATERIALIZE in this go-round, BUT... it will definitely be routed to The Planning Board for future construction. The billboards will go up around the site, and say... <i>“Coming soon! A new This or That or... Whatever.”</i> (soon being a relative term) It's how it works. It's Cosmic Law. It's how everything you see here... got here.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's called Precipitation. Your classic example is The Dew, and that is why it is the third part of the alchemy between The Sun and The Moon. I have my own ambitions. My primary ambition is that The Kingdom of Heaven comes to Earth. My following ambition is to become like The Sun. I might not get to be like our particular sun. There's got to be a long line... a waiting list, and... since each regent is present for a period of four hundred million years... heh heh.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Sun is the biggest celebrity around and the thought never crosses his mind. He's too busy doing what he does, and he doesn't get a day off. He is ALWAYS shining. The Divine is the same way. He shines through countless suns forever... or it seems like it, BUT God, and The Sun God, and all their companions do get equal time for themselves. That is why there is both a Day... and a Night of Brahman.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Is Trump the real deal? I go by the eternal maxim; <i>“by their works, ye shall know them.”</i> AND ALSO... <i>“Watch out that no one deceives you.”</i> I know that The Divine uses everyone for his purposes whether they know it or not, so... I can't say Yay or Nay here because it hasn't happened yet. The whole story has not yet unraveled from The Cosmic Loom.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I know the mass killers of Palestinians are NOT The Good Guys, and... Trump is in bed with them. Most of the rich and powerful in this world (who want to keep their money) are also in bed with them. They are the agents of The Dark Side in this cycle of events. They are The False Israel. It should be noted that there is also a True Israel.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It takes a powerful mind and a focused will to walk away from the blandishments of The World. It is why so few can accomplish this; <i>many are called but few are chosen</i>. It takes a special kind of steel to walk away from it all. No one can do it on their own. You need the help of The Invisible Kingdom. You need friends in high places. The snares of The Enemy are diabolically clever, and far too many of us are far too confident in our personal powers. This is why Pride goes before a fall.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Clown Car <a href="https://twitter.com/ClownWorld_/status/1734671431211143290">is awfully crowded these days</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I've never seen it all turn to shit the way it has since Dark Brandon became The White House wind-up toy. Everything went right off a cliff. It sure looks like a put-up job to me; you make everyone desperate and fearful, and then Huey Long rides in on a circus pig. It's the perfect set-up for a silver-tongued demagogue.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The whole time that the personifications of The Raging Lion... seeking whom he may devour, and... the jackals and hyenas that follow in his tracks... do their song and dance of inevitable mortality here... one Cardinal Truth seems to elude their attention; they... all... lose.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Refugees packaged... and delivered to the American border... are flowing into the country day and night from every Third World country on Earth. It's a collaborative effort of The (worldwide) Ashkenazi Syndicate. They have complete control of the government, which they gained through election fraud in 2020, with the help of The Social Media Barons... who are also members of that syndicate. None of this is in doubt. It has been proven again and from every direction you approach it from.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As the corporate American MIC engages in fruitless efforts of ever-greater expansion outward, the barbarian hordes are pouring inward, where the intention is to collapse the financial system and the social order... for a brutal takeover, which includes the expunging of all former debt that was created by The Bankers... through the long-standing criminal organization called The Federal Reserve, which is owned by the same people who are driving the migrant armies across the borders.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's what is known as a Vicious Circle. At the heart of the matter is the fomenting and spread of Chaos and Confusion, which are both weapons of The Infernal Kingdom, expressed through the mindset of Divide and Conquer. The objective is the subjugation and elimination of the white race through murder and miscegenation. This is accomplished through poisoning the food... water... and atmosphere, as well as The Killer Vaccines, and whatever can be manufactured to that end.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Other White Race... much like the other white meat... is waiting in the wings to assume control over everything that can be controlled, in order to be a hundred times more brutal than the people they are replacing. They claim they are not white, and that might be true of the original members, but it is not true of the Khazars who were converted to Judaism by King Bulan and who... basically... <b>came out of the Caucasus regions where the term Caucasian comes from</b>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You can see <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Khazars">the revisionist history presently at work by Wikipedia</a> also owned by the same people.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's all kind of like The HIV Virus; if you know anything about camouflaging cell markers and Viral Latency.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Okay... I could go into exquisitely minute detail here if I wanted to. I could slither like a snake through the turning gears... to where their dependency on other gears connects, and past that... and past that... and past that, until all that is left is a puff of smoke... concealing what might have been there previously, and which might still be there, BUT... you can't see it... cause it has moved outside of your bandwidth of perception.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">This is one of the reasons that any and all arguments about anything at all... are all pointless... circumnavigating... circle jerks. These masquerading cell markers... children of The Great Deceiver, are most deeply concerned about Semitic DNA which is possessed by The Palestinians. They do not have any of this DNA; not the greatest majority of them. Some small segment of Sephardic people do have this identifier.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The whole thing about the Semitic... Antisemitic mumbo-jumbo game theory is about them being made to appear what they are not. They are NOT Semitic. They do not have an ancestral right to Palestine. They are NOT The People of The Book. They are not who they say they are. They are the followers of Mammon who seek a non-existent... and never-coming Kingdom of This Earth, AND... what they have convinced themselves is true; their right to rule over everyone else by hook... or by crook.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">In the past... every time they have been caught out at this, they have been given their walking papers. So... they now believe... by having gained control over the physical wealth of The World... they are being empowered to rule The World. The Grand Apocalypse and The Grand Awakening are both countermoves from Heaven to see to it that they do not. They have responded with Woke, which they hope will obfuscate the situation until they can get a handle on the others. No one but The Divine is in command of The Apocalypse and The Awakening.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Lord Kalki... The Mahdi... Maitreya... The Second Coming of Christ... whatever terminology or viewing lens you understand this next Avatar through... doesn't matter. He's coming. He's on his way. He is precipitating out of The Sun from which all Avatars descend. It is the same spirit in each of them that comes again and again... whenever life on this planet has gotten so screwed up that he had to come here or else... all is lost.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's very simple. It is ALWAYS simple unless YOU make it otherwise for reasons of your own. A vast number of us are going in the direction of The Way of All Flesh. In Times of Material Darkness, the nature of Humanity is to incline toward the sensitive life of comfort and ease. The Spiritual direction is forgotten or interpreted into something more in line with comfort and ease. The Divine takes on human form to redirect us; those who are willing to be redirected.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Those who are not willing to be redirected... in The Great Spiritual Reset that counterpoints The Great Reset of the present day Murder Incorporated... will be permitted to continue in the direction they have chosen for... The Purpose of Demonstration.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Those whose love of the things of this world... exceeds any affection they might have for The Celestial Realm... will be turned under into the matter of it... to be rearranged... and re-formed... for their next appearance here... again and again... for as long as it may continue. No one has to be here. They have chosen to be here. Some... for whatever they might gain on a personal level, and some... to help.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Look at those characters who presently dance upon the stages of The World... those Name Players... those who... temporarily perform... in all the many capacities... that continue to be replaced by the next in line.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They will be doing something else shortly. They will be someone else... somewhere else... shortly. The Wheel of Fire. The Wheel of Earthly Desire... turns forever... because Desire is forever. You can't stamp it out, and only a fool would try. The trick is to direct it properly. You can see around you what happens when you don't. The Higher Octave of Desire is Aspire.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Those who think they are presently running The Show, and on the verge of absolute control of everyone else are... IN FOR A BIG SURPRISE, and... no matter how many times it happens... again and again... the players never seem to realize that the same end result comes for them every single time. They fail. They fall into spectacular ignominy... in this world AND the next. Mind how you go!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">A couple of nights ago, I watched an awful production called <i>“The Killers of The Flower Moon.”</i> Here you can see what happens when The Higher Self removes all creative force from those who have gone to the well too often and with too little right. This was an exhaustive piece of shit that served no purpose... it was like a contemporary effort by Ingmar Bergman... where the general feeling one is left with was that of fingers going slowly down a blackboard for a really long time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It was like <i>Cries and Whispers</i> was the result of being made hoarse from screaming, <i>No! I can't take anymore!</i> For a very long time.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I was amazed at how clumsy and mishmash the whole laborious process turned out to be. This was so bad, and... so adherent to the new ground rules for Academy nominations... that it has got to be in line for several Stool Sculpture statues.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Native American actors were fine. DiCaprio seemed to be dealing... (from what his facial features indicated...) with a constant state of constipation and IBS, and De Niro... playing himself in real life... was just old and evil.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Then... at the end... after showing yet again the horrors of The White Race visited upon the indigenous people... Scorsese mocked the killings with a radio farce at the end... featuring himself doing a bad Steven King impression... which is what most cameos usually end up as. It was horrific. I ONLY bring this up because what he and others like him used to be able to count on with their smoke and mirrors efforts has been taken from them. Everywhere in the arts you see this now... all inspiration has been taken away.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Maybe it was never there in the first place? Maybe the illusion was strong enough until now that we were unable to see how bereft of talent and ability they were. Now... The Awakening has cast a different light on everything. We are coming out of a haze. Everything is being exposed, and THEY are losing it.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are so sunk into their degenerate behavior that they cannot see what is happening outside of their self-congratulating circles of mutual admiration.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I mentioned that The Divine had told me a few weeks ago that he had loosed several forces upon The World and that no one and nothing could resist the effect they were bringing. Today he told me that he was now turning up the heat inside them in such a way that we could not fail to soon observe the fallout that it will bring to the surface. I was told to Pay Attention because... it was going to be evident to those who were paying attention just what was happening.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Their movies may be getting increasingly boring and badly drawn, BUT... this movie... the one we are in... is going to be getting very interesting, and... in many cases... highly entertaining.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Here is <a href="https://sacred-texts.com/eso/sta/sta50.htm">a beautiful conclusion to the series of arcane writings that we have been presenting of late</a>. It is written by Manly Palmer Hall, who was the author of all of them. This is a soul-stirring piece of writing. Be moved, and enjoy!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Awakening is coming in stages... like the phases of The Moon. It's waxing and getting stronger. One of the changes it is going through is moving from waking up... to speaking out. You are seeing that now. It was becoming clear that The Killer Vaccines were wrong somehow. We might not have known in what manner they were wrong, but something was off.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Many of us would not go near them. Many of us never got flu shots in the first place. Unfortunately, even more of us are overshadowed by herd instinct and the caste system of The Hive Mind; workers... drones... and other variations one doesn't see in the insect realm... cause we are more specialized... or think we are.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Earlier in this year, and the year before, very few people were publicly speaking out about The Talmudic Death Jab. They were waking up, but they were not speaking out. They probably had too much to lose. Now we'll be seeing all sorts of professional folk jumping on the bandwagon to say, <i>“Well... I never;”</i> whether talking about Jesus or The Killer Vaccines... it's hard to tell. Peter would have been deceiving Paul in any case... even if Paul was not even on the scene yet.
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</p>people are coming out of the woodwork everywhere. The <a href="https://kirschsubstack.com/p/data-from-us-medicare-and-the-new">latest whistleblower from New Zealand</a> is especially damaging to the Deep State narrative; <i>brothers and sisters, drink the Kool-Aid</i>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Only it wasn't Kool-Aid, was it? It looks like Jacinda Horseface is a mass murderer. A passel of the Sorosian... WEF... Tribal Elite Satanists... running the various countries of The World... are all mass murderers.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It's basically the same people behind GAZACIDE. It's the same people over at Monsanto... (My Satan)... Nestlé, and The Big Guns of Black Rock... State Street and Vanguard. They're all the same black-robed executioner wearing different faces, and most of them come from the same poisoned gene pool. The River Lethe and a whole lot of other tributaries all run out of this sea of death, <i>♫ come with me, my love, to the sea ♫</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Years ago... around the time of retrograde grunge... the music of suicide... heroin addiction, and despair... there appeared The Black Bloc in Seattle. It was early days for Antifa... which had been around for much longer in other places. Now they have chapters as ubiquitous as Chabad Houses and for much the same reasons; as Mumbai demonstrated.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They are in Ireland and everywhere else that The Forced Migrant Chaos was directed toward the collapse of long-lasting cultures. They create an event, and their Blackshirts run to the barricades. Then the bought and paid-for politicians pass ever more Draconian laws to make Cromwell look like a hall monitor.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Legions of Munchhausen Syndrome parents have replaced the helicopter parents of yesteryear. Now it's all chopped genitals and inoculations; lockstep leads to lockstep... old slaves were put in chains... new slaves are put in denial. Factitious Disorder is starting to look a lot like the new pandemic of Coinciditis... everyone is dropping dead by coincidence. Now Pfizer has a treatment for this out-of-nowhere Myocarditis THAT THEY CAUSED IN THE FIRST PLACE.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Now we have a new pandemic of White Lung. However... what do you know? <a href="https://twitter.com/VigilantFox/status/1731745549424996620">It turns out to be a Killer Vaccine side effect</a>.</p>
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<div align="center"><blockquote class="twitter-tweet" data-theme="dark"><p lang="en" dir="ltr">"The uptick in walking pneumonia (the super scary white lung disease) is due to the COVID jabs," asserts Attorney <a href="https://twitter.com/RenzTom?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">@RenzTom</a>.<br><br>"The image [to the right] is from the Pfizer Adverse Event reports. There appears to be a causal relationship between the mRNA (actually modRNA) vaccines… <a href="https://t.co/HYjm8YY5IR">pic.twitter.com/HYjm8YY5IR</a></p>— The Vigilant Fox 🦊 (@VigilantFox) <a href="https://twitter.com/VigilantFox/status/1731745549424996620?ref_src=twsrc%5Etfw">December 4, 2023</a></blockquote></div>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">They pretended to be magicians and they got the brooms to march and carry water. This time the real magician won't be coming back in the nick of time. This time we see what happens instead.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Bill Gates and the rest of these bloodstained clowns are LITERALLY bragging about population reduction for our own good. Be grateful if you are one of the reduced. You wouldn't want to live in whatever world they have in mind. Now... Bill wants to block The Sun, after burying hundreds of millions of trees to fight Global Warming. Apparently, those whom the Gods would destroy... they do indeed drive mad.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">He's sounding more and more like Gollum all the time, and looking more like him too... though he's a bit more like Saruman... isn't he?</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Gollum went into the deeper darkness of the Earth because he couldn't stand the cursed light of The Sun. Then The Moon became too much also.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Well... they're all coming out of the shadows now. The invisible will of The Cosmos is pressing down on them... forcing them to out themselves before the eyes of The World. They are suffused with confidence. Meanwhile... all round The World... people are waking up to the lies... as the powers of darkness that sustained them... are diminishing. The cloud banks are breaking up. Light is streaming down upon the darkness of The Mind.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Above and behind The Surface Mind... just below where the hair coils outward from the crown of the head... is another part of The Mind. It is the seat of The Higher Mind... that part of your consciousness that resonates with The Celestial Mind like a tuning fork. The source of The Awakening is vibrating into all the receiving units that we have been carrying around with us all this time... unaware.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">We are waking up, like... it... or... not. Some will be dragged kicking and screaming, and some will awaken with a strange new joy surging through their hearts... in a mysterious union with that great sea of Divine Love that waits just beyond the portal in the secret chamber within. A lot of what we weren't using is coming into use.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">As The World awakens... there will come a chorus of voices so loud and so resounding that it will drown out every other sound. It will drive the deceivers under The Earth where they can hunt and harry one another. The Age of Blanketing Darkness is passing away. An age of light is coming in. Everything that cannot live in that light... must... perforce... go somewhere else.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">It is a similar thing when you die... though you don't actually die. As you should know by now... everything is in a state of individualized vibration, and all made from the same thing... through Adaptation. When you... pass... you are vibrating at a certain pitch, this draws you... via the process of cosmic electromagnetism... to a place of similar vibrations. Some go up. Some go down. Some stay where they are in a different vehicle.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You... gravitate... to the level you are vibrating at. What should this tell you? It should tell you to RAISE YOUR VIBRATIONS!!! <i>tap... tap... is this thing on?</i></p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">How do you do this? You do it through Love. Love exists in endless permutations of The Attractive Force... from raw rutting fever to the most sublime rapture of the saints. Everyone finds their own level. Everyone is PRESENTLY demonstrating their level. By their works... the cosmic process identifies them.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You don't have to concern yourself with blood-drinking monsters like Gates... Soros... Fink... Clinton... Satanyahu... Schwab and sundry. They are only concerned with themselves, and... will be directed toward the specific place appointed for their sort. As is often the case... there will be no one there but them, and Saturn.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Saturn is a masseuse/masseur They all got their shot at Ticklish Onan. They have failed... publicly... in spectacular fashion, so... it's off to those places they prepared for everyone else. Let the Karmic Rolfing begin! Rachel Levine will be handing out towels.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Do not concern yourself with Justice and Retribution in your mind. That is the place where you generate your thoughts. Keep it pristine. Stand guard in The Mind... controlling what takes up residence there and what passes on to somewhere else. All these DETAILS are handled by the proper departments... as above... so below. You hold yourself in check and The World will roll effortlessly all around you.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">You can become so still that you disappear. Perhaps you are still here? You can't be seen if you are not on a related bandwidth. Birds sing. Bees hum. Waves laugh as they pound upon the shore. Raise your own joyful voice and make a joyful noise. You will attract your like. Everything is a mating call of some kind. Everything is calling for something else. Not everyone <a href="https://www.academyofhappylife.com/wise-story-little-bird-poop/">who buries you is your enemy, and not everyone who digs you out is your friend</a>.</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">The Awakening is also a Pandemic. It is as contagious as an STD, and you catch what you catch from those you consort with; lay down with dogs, and... all that. You could just as well catch something else. It all depends on the level you are vibrating at; RAISE YOUR VIBRATIONS!!!</p>
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<p style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Others have lowered theirs and the one who takes care of The Details will take care of them. The worst part of their suffering is that they have themselves for company.</p>
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