Dog Poet Transmitting.......
All night long I was moving in an unusual dream. Parts of it were sublime and beautiful. They had to do with things in life that were also sublime and beautiful but hadn’t defined themselves to me as such. Other parts had to do with numbers and connections to the Madrid Train Station, London Tube and 911, Dark Nobility, Zio-engineered, false flag attacks on, or by, transportation mediums. Transportation mediums are critical to the façade because they translate into restricted movement by the world community. They translate into restrictive laws, which also translate into economic low jinks and deceptive perceptions of high profit, victim industries.
This all resulted in date numbers that contained a 9 with the advertisement of 10 where 9, as it normally does, precedes 10, with the inference of a day short and a dollar late. Dates didn’t and don’t sequentially add or decrease in incremental reduction and I wasn’t engaged in calculation, just watching. I’m not engaged in calculation at the moment either. That’s not my field. I’ve done some amount of in the way one plays around with these things but my motive is to keep the imminence in front of the mind of the reader.
The likelihood of massive cultural and geo-political change seems extreme between now and the end of November. I suspect even the densest will sense they are frogs in a slow boiling pot.
The residents of The Gulf of Mexico are experiencing terrible things across the board and little is being said about it in the, near exclusively Zionist controlled, media. This control of the media came about due to their control of the money system. If you can print the money, you can decide who gets it and you can decide how the economy will behave in respect of the lumpen proletariat, in their endless adjustments on the hamster wheel. Signs of global unrest are either presented as indifferent routines or not presented at all. It’s not just seeing through a glass darkly but also a funhouse mirror that shifts according to the needs and appetites of those ‘who think’ they are running the show. The flowering of the holocaust in the gulf is bordered by fields of poppies and poisonous nightshade.
The signs are pretty clear and demand scrutiny for those who are not natively inclined to playing blindman’s bluff on a busy interstate. In times of extreme materialism, you get certain predictable partnerships. They’re long term, temporary ‘hookups’ between qualities that have the capacity to amplify each other, like blindness and stupidity, greed and ignorance and so on and so forth. You can see these hookups in operation all around you in various circle jerks and cluster fucks, which have the appearance of seasonal celebrations among the natives.
There’s so much irony in the air that the trees are dripping with it and the landscape is drenched. Like a beautiful sunset on a remote desert mesa, it’s a pity there are so few around to appreciate it but... people don’t travel to places like that (outside or inside of themselves) to see things like that, especially when the irony includes them as a major player/example in its presentation. Minds like these view civilization as a spiraling improvement over native cultures, as if the one were a spiral toward a bright and beckoning future and the other a state of circular ignorance. The reverse is the truth (except for the manner of the spiral) and that is one reason that irony moves among us like The Invisible Man. It’s also hard to get out of the shit if you don’t see yourself as being in the shit to begin with. It’s hard to identify offensive smells if you think they are high end pheromones; like that ‘rolling in the road kill’ metaphor I refer to on occasion. It’s no wonder people wind up sleeping with the devil and screaming “Oh God” at the same time.
Awakening people have two dangers they have to be aware of; the vampire overlords ‘and’ the people around them.
One of my biggest wakeup calls of late has been the clear evidence that I have no idea of what’s going to happen or when it’s going to happen or how it’s going to sort out. It appears that I, like many another, had some kind of a picture in my mind with a general impression of certain conditions in combination with basic human temperament; counter pointed by tarantellas being danced by ravenous super swine and quick moving bat weasels, whipping through a moonless night. I haven’t any real idea and the most critical point is always how it arranges itself around you. Things can be painful at a distance but they can be truly terrible up close.
One thing I remain confident about is that the predators and perpetrators of replicating evil are being exposed for a particular reason that has to do with the direction in which the director wants to move the movie or... you could just attribute it to a calculation of basic appetites inflamed by materialism and degrees of control or the lack of it. You have to toss in fear and you’ve got something better to be observed than to be engaged in.
Those manipulating the organs of information have achieved one thing in particular. They hired and keep employed only those who serve the system. This means that no matter how smart someone may be, if they are appearing in the mainstream media, something is compromising their message and that is anything from a broken moral compass to a preponderance of self interest, in conflict with the needs of those who consider what they have to say. It’s like being surrounded by retarded yes men because the truly useful aren’t going to sacrifice their being in order to follow you somewhere that you have no idea you are headed to. You can extrapolate all of that at your leisure, so long as leisure remains.
I realize now, on a personal level, that my own plans were being hindered and made difficult due to a matter of timing and not because they were being canceled for mysterious reasons. You are ultimately the protectorate or victim of what you believe in. The other factor is... is it real to begin with? That’s something you find out soon enough or too late to alter. You become wise or a statistic.
The hardest thing for people to grasp is that the whole charade is under control and not by those who keep giving the appearance that it is they are who are in control. In my dream last night, the most compelling feature was the serenity that came in and out of the other scenarios that were being screened. I felt as if I was being assured beyond anything I knew and I didn’t know anything. I suppose you could say it is like feeling really good and having a wonderful time without really knowing why.
Rich people are buying large amounts of physical gold. That can have certain consequences, since the far larger population of oppressed and starving poor will know where to find it. A great many of them work in the homes of these people and are related to a great many more of the same.
Powerful political and financial interests, who command large armies, seem unaware of how those armies can turn against them. They seem clueless about the dangers of employing bodyguards to protect them when those bodyguards can simply walk off with everything they have, or eliminate them and use that location as a defensible fortress. I suppose that’s just more irony. They don’t comprehend how the lambs of vengeance suckle at the teats of irony.
We’re on the rim finally. The rim is graded and wider than one might expect but... it’s a big mountain. It’s as big as the time it’s taken to climb it. There’s something over the edge of the rim, which is approaching in a multi dimensional manner. I suspect the view will be different, dependent on who is doing the viewing. It’s like the passengers on a high end roller coaster. Some of them are screaming in excitement and some of them are screaming in fear. It’s still the same roller coaster. It depends on what you believe in and it may very definitely depend on what believes in you.
'Light Up Ahead' is track no. 1 of 12 on Visible's 2007 album 'Almost A Capella'
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