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Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Dessert Toppings and Floor Waxes

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

Most mornings I take a cautionary (and ill advised) ramble through the slanted and manufactured, toxic treacle that passes for news, in this Kali Yuga cluster fuck (post dated profanity advisory). I don't know what else to call it. Negotiating this time sequence, is a lot like walking across glue boards, intentionally placed on the way to crumbled bits of cheese and kibble, that seem to pass for attractive and tasty fare, calculated to meet the appetite demands of those who think pink slime is “a dessert topping AND a floor wax”. Well, this introductory spiel is a little gratuitous but it all depends on the segue.

while making my rounds, with my own version of a white coat and a stethoscope, actually called a stealthoscope in my case, it has come to where the news proves incidental to the intent. The news is a flat out and often mendacious lie. The news is not fabricated by Mason's or the Catholic Church, or any of the others, whose non presence on the ownership lists and boards of directors, should signify something but signifies nothing, because the sound and fury, a transparent but necessary distraction, has sucked all the oxygen out of the room. You will note the trend of late to sprinkle the names of Indians, Asians and any number of 'affirmative distractions' implanted, to take away from the glaring evidence, of who writes the majority of most warmongering and culturally decadent garbage, that spills out of the torn garbage baggie, magically transforming into the poisoned ink that passes for a medium, if the medium is the frottage (overused term alert).

This is not to say that some amount of Masons and the upper, infernal depths of the Catholic Church, along with the Scientologists, the fundie, evangelical, faux Christian Shmoos, the military industrial persecution complex, the political prostitution stable, of brokeback horses and ho's, the lobby vampires of 24/7 corporation blood sucking, preejaculating, fascism and a host of other second string, Satan-fellatin' wannabe bad guys, haven't added their devalued two cents to the evil, carnal, banal and anal torture circus, that is the over riding theme on the road to judgment day, (cue the deadening, earfucking, brain raping, rap soundtrack, whose intent is a collective lockstep into darkness, by those who think the degradation of the feminine and the worship of gunfire and bling, is some kind of art thing) sure, they're all playing a part but they are not the central players, out of the twisted heart of the abuser in chief.

What I most noticed, in my tiptoeing through the knife edged tulips, of the despicable press, were the comments that followed the despicable articles, written by despicable people. Especially in cases of personal misfortune, sometimes a comeuppance, where everyone forgets about, “there but for fortune goes you and I”, the comments generally reflecting a meanspiritedness that has taken over the mental and emotional climate, of the more than ordinary and often anonymous Joe's and Jane's. In a world of junk foods, junk bonds and junk culture, it's to be expected that malicious and unforgiving cretins, living in a world of spite, would spew their venom beneath the toxic ink, spilling from the torn garbage baggie. America and the rest of the west; you bobble-headed nimrods, with your cries “librals” and all the rest of the terms of diminishment; you who cry out for the death penalty, who support the midnight flights of special rendition, who support the murders of unsuspecting villagers, labeled as terrorists by the real terrorists from Tel Aviv, London and Washington D.C., whose six pack is on the coffee table and not on their abs, who shit where they eat and are proud of it, whose arrogance is only exceeded by their intransigent ignorance, who allow and permit every kind of horrible actions in their names and are proud of it... proud of it, proud of it.

Anonymity can have its reasons and justifications. It can also be an emblem of cowardice, an expression of those who are incapable of standing behind what they say, who can't put their money where their mouth is, because they are bankrupt, who cannot walk the talk but have no problem talking out of their ass, which appears to be their guidance and inspiration. The cruelty is impressive. The indifference to suffering is amazing. I understand the cause of it. When you are living an empty and desperate existence, of little and no accomplishment, the success and courage of others is more than you can bear, when you possess neither and are unlikely to attain either. I understand the impotent rage and the inability to connect, with the objects of your desire, because these objects and persons are out of your league. It didn't have to be like that but your one real triumph, the possession of cowardice, accounts for it.

A big monster or a little monster is still a monster. You become the result of the qualities you embrace. All qualities come from a source and when you are disenfranchised from the source of the most desirable qualities, it is unlikely that you will ever acquire them. What you get in their place are the shortcomings that are the living testimony of their absence.

We live on a concentration camp planet. The necessary effort required to attain a working liberation here is beyond the capacity of most people. “Whut do I get out of it”? Yes, these seemingly abstract and unimportant qualities, appear to have no bankable value. They take great sacrifice to obtain. They get you into trouble with those, who find these things interfering and offensive to their objectives. They compel you to behave in ways dangerous to your freedom and survival but those of us who have walked that road, know that there are no prisons or limitations, within or without, that can do anymore than test your determination to pass through and rise above them.

It's a trick of the mind you see. It's something done with lights and mirrors. It is set up to convince you that the safer course is the wiser and saner choice. You're convinced of 'going along to get along' and what that brings about is a willingness to believe what is not true, in order to avoid the confrontation that conscience demands. All over the world, the few are now rising up, from among the many, while the many peer out from between the curtains in their bunkers, hideyholes and homes, waiting to see which way the wind blows, convinced that it is an ill wind if they don't blow someone AND it's good for the economy.

When I read the comments of the ubiquitous anonymous, here or wherever it may be, it's credibility is reduced to not much, unless I (and I often do) sense merely a desire for privacy or good reason for the presence of it. I generally have the immediate sense that there is no conviction and less certainty or security in anything that gets said. Anonymous is the natural evolution of the stunted progeny of ineffectual and powerless parenting from government Cliff Notes. It is the legacy of the ambush and the assassin. It is the aimless and expansive malice of the clerk mind, at work in massive departments of waste, excess and restriction. It's the one who definitely doesn't get the girl or score the goal. They masturbate beneath the bleacher seats. They are the blind dates with no understanding of Braille. They are the mass consumers of breath mints and deodorants and they need them as well. They dress themselves from magazine ads. They eat while walking nowhere in a hurry. They wear rubber over-boots down shoveled sidewalks and carry umbrellas just in case it may rain but it is always raining in their lives; a decent camouflage for the Tears.

If fear guides you, it leads directly into the path of what is feared. These are the lottery ticket junkies and coupon cutters. These are those afflicted with poverty mentality. These are the resentful and private abusers of the ones they might have loved. These are the ones who despise themselves and reflexively wish ill on everyone else. These are the parrots, who find safety in numbers, on the broad road to destruction. These are the extras, in a cast of thousands, dreaming of the spotlight with no performance to give. These are the karaoke singers and slam poetry artistes, who know the names of everyone who made no real contribution but got famous anyway. These are the pattern baldness salesmen, who hawk things they don't believe in and end their nights in corner bars dreaming of waitresses with bad teeth.

I want to hope and believe in all of those with no hope, who believe in what cannot come true. I want to hope and believe they will awaken before doom comes to claim their inconsequential, unexamined and unlived lives. I know it doesn't have to be this way and I know the greatest treasures are only the things you can take with you when you go, but convincing people of the obvious seems to be the most difficult thing in the world. The arguments are instantaneous, “Yeah, what about this and what about that?” The arguments are endless and only for the purpose of argument. The subject is incidental to the necessity for strife. It is no wonder they are used as canon fodder and buried in forgotten graves, over something that didn’t' exist, which they allowed themselves to believe in, for the purpose of conformity and a reward that never arrived, only an anonymous grave and the indifferent, posturing litany of perverted and faithless ministers and priests.

The last decanate of May now approaches. The pinata of the unknown trembles from a tree branch, while blindfolded fools with heavy sticks lay about themselves with a will. We shall see what we shall see or we shall see nothing at all.


End Transmission.......

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67 comments:

tmcfall said...

Wow! This is why I love to dine at Visibles Word Bistro....no sugar coating here....wanna see my Smoking Mirrors track marks?...yes I am proud to say I am addicted to the Truth.I can't wait to see the comments come straming through my g-mail while I toil for my token shekels.
Thank You God, Thank You Visible
Tom in Tempe Arizona

Mike Land said...

Thanks Les for expressing my frustration in ways I never could, and for the vindication of knowing I'm not the only one feeling this way.

shannogh said...

"there's none so blind as those who will not see"
Trying to open the eyes of those with no inclination to look and no courage to question the bullshit with which they seem to enjoy being fed is an object lesson in futility .... and you once we seemed destined to persevere in however futile and unlikely it seems to be. The only solution tyo me would be a high dose of ethogens for the masses and being force fed Les Visible :-) 24 hrs a day. Thanks Les, you always makes sense

Richie (Dana) said...

Only one who soars with eagles could describe with such clarity and definition the river of excrement which flows on this plane.
It is most encouraging that the image occasionally flickers and the prison bars fade.
“It is a prison, a prison for your MIND” - Morpheus.
Thank you Visible.

Love
Richard

Anaughty Mouser said...

Visible: Poignant, clear and always fresh - the truth never gets stale on your blogs.

"I want to hope and believe they will awaken before doom comes to claim their inconsequential, unexamined and unlived lives. I know it doesn't have to be this way and I know the greatest treasures are only the things you can take with you when you go, but convincing people of the obvious seems to be the most difficult thing in the world."

Amen. Please continue trying.

Justice and peace,

Mouser

ElvisSweet said...

The Visible sword is quick, and powerful, and sharper than any twoedged sword, piercing even to the dividing asunder of soul and spirit, and of the joints and marrow, and is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

Ouch - feel the power, feel the pain, such is truth!

siamsiam said...

the more we see
the more we see
the more we be
the more we be
the more i am
the more i am
the less i think
the less i think
hit me with your rhythm stick
hit me hit me

fuck knows. press send

Anonymous said...

"...used as canon fodder and buried in forgotten graves, over something that didn’t' exist, which they allowed themselves to believe in, for the purpose of conformity and a reward that never arrived...."

That about sums up every aspect of this materialist charade. Cannon fodder--in both the literal and figurative sense.

Madocello

Anonymous said...

Pariahs are the first to see that there are nasty cartels who war on the rest of us. For decades I thought I was alone. Thanks for joining me, Les, or giving me the opportunity to read you.

I note that others are talking more plainly now, naming the nasties. These are people coming from esoteric knowledge, like John Lamb Lash:

http://metahistory.org/RiteAction/RiteActionintro.php

and J.B. Campbell, a practical fellow:

http://www.jbcampbellextremismonline.com/5/post/2012/04/kill-the-killers.html

Take care, my friend.

Dave

Anonymous said...

Thank you Dr. Visible. I feel better already. Ya know things aren't so bad here in Minnesota. Sure you can get busted for dealing in fresh food, but the bulls give free rides, kick ass bud and even a mickey dee cheese burger! Best to all.

Niijii

gurnygob said...

I see myself in some of this post and if truth be told, I deserve most of it. Coming to the light of truth has been no easy task in all this darkness but there is always help available for one who is diligent and persevering.

"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. 14 I will be found by you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back from captivity." Jeremiah 29.

I received this piece of scripture some years ago and it has been my light and hope when all others have failed. I still search for Him every day; and little by little, I feel my captivity ending. Yes, He has given me hope and He has a future for me, if not here, then in the next life, which I would much prefer anyway. There is still so much I don't know and so little time. Anyway, seek the Lord while He is still to be found and may He be your treasure.

gurnygob.

Anonymous said...

Glad you got that shinola sharing thing going on..

avoiding the poop parade takes some effort, it was fortuitous of me to discover your prose, as oft times mind numbed morons reflect "consternation" at my proclamations about their sacred stool sculpture deity cult leaders..which were sometimes just resonant refrains of the more valid observations elucidated here and @ SM...just sayin'...

http://www.onegoodkitty.com/OGK-Mind-Control.htm

NOTICE : Knowing is much preferable to "Believing"....right ?

...there was this bowl legged boy..believed that parachute would slow his fall from the barn roof...

...now he knows...

How is it that the real terrorists call anyone that tells the TRUTH a Terrorist...?

Serious Language abuse, like No Chinese boys named Roy..
ever met a Chinese person with dyslexia ...?

Won't be long before that PURE LANGUAGE comes into focus.

Be STRONG

Davy

neil said...

Heavy duty artillery there lord visible,,,the monster people wont be liking that very much I don't think......

Visible said...

Fuck 'em if they can't tell that they're the joke. Power is only as effective as the belief held by anyone in respect of the real power by comparison to their impotent state. Conversely, or rather let us say simply and definitively that the measure of our fear dictates what is possible upon us by those employing it to deceive those who can kick their ass in a heartsbeat should the moment and motivation call for it.

"I can call the very demons of the deep". "Yes, but will they come when you call"? paraphrasing, i expect.

I don't know what it is that people don't get which makes the whole thing simple and easy to understand but I do remember being there.

Visible said...

First I would like to thank the academy and my darling wife. If I knew her name I would have said her name and my children acknowledged and denied, DNA tests be damned and the stars in the sky and the gleam in my eye and the golden roads of Rome that are stealing up your thigh. Heh heh, just having fun. I am allowed that, non? Looks like my Je nais se quois ran away with my joie de vive along with the dish and the spoon.

Anonymous said...

A whole bunch of up-ending, distracting, perturbing, discomfiting, agitating things, big and little, have been swirling in my sphere the past few days. Anyone else experiencing the same?

Saturn must be busy.

Mandocello

Tears on my pillow said...

If love is the most powerful force in the universe - squander not the love of children.

Inspired by your comment...

Cats in the cradle and siver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you coming home dad
I don't know when
We'll get together then son
We'll get together then

The years went by and my son moved away
I called him just the other day
Let's get together son
He said I'd love to dad but the job is a hassle and the kids have the flue
It's been sure nice talking to you dad
We'll get together then dad
We'll get together then

As I put down the phone
It occurred to me
My son had grown up just like me
My son was just like me

Cats in the cradle and siver spoon
Little boy blue and the man in the moon
When you coming home dad
I don't know when
We'll get together then son
We'll get together then.

Harry Chapman


Live life to its fullest. Love your children before it's too late.

brokenbeat said...

I read this in the wee morning hours here on the left coast and couldn't muster a meaningful comment despite several thoughts coursing through my sleepy head. We all have to deal with those who can't, or worse, refuse to accept uncomfortable truths. It can be frustrating and respecting their free will can be challenging.

Cognitive dissonance is such a powerful shield to paradigm-shifting awareness. Some of this is beyond reason or intelligence limitations -- there are a type of people that are particularly resistant -- 'the authoritarians'. These followers of authorities make up the majority of societies worldwide and are distinguished by conformity, conservativeness (of the pricniples of whatever authority is established) and an agressive defense of their view.

Even when faced with absurdities emanating from their leaders, they will dismiss the truth that threatens their view and will blindly follow and fight when needed. There is a terrific study on the followers (much has been written about the pathological leaders including 'Political Ponerology') which is avaiable as a long, but insightful read at: http://members.shaw.ca/jeanaltemeyer/drbob/TheAuthoritarians.pdf

I recommend saving the 200+ page PDF to avoid overtaxing the server with repeated visits. Note that 'right-wing' authoritarianism referred to in the study is not a political designation iin the oft-used sense inasmuch as it designates whatever is the prevalant political leaning in a society. This is explained in the study. Self-asessment tests are included if you're in doubt of your proclivity to blind-following.

As a parting thought, I recognize some of myself, especially in an earlier time, in the descriptions in the post and in this study. There are degrees to awakening, and we should exercise patience and understanding with those as they go through the difficult process of coming to terms with the uncomfortable truths that those they have trusted with their lives (and souls) do not have their best interests in mind and heart.

Namaste,

John V.

P.S. I posted a late comment on the previous PD replying to Ray B. with more thoughts about owls and such and apologizing for bungling Jo's name (hardly seems possible!)

tmcfall said...

Visible started in with that francais talk and all I could think of was Peppy Le Pue...
"Where are you my little Buttercup?"
a Visably disturbed Tom in Tempe Arizona

MiaBellezza said...

Vis, well, well, well. You have an unparalleled understanding of the subject and have me convinced. This is another all time, stunningly decisive and electrifying article. In fact I would say your best. You've got the je ne sais quoi style of writing down to an art form.

Anonymous said...

As a full chair professor at an ivy league school {and you know who I am), as one of the few gentiles with enough power at my position to answer the interpretation that you gave that sometimes it is justified, let me say that you have proven to me what I knew you to be (grin), when I came to visit you.

These latest offerings on your part are the equal of Mozart, Voltaire and every vehicle that any of them rode in on. You are the sun king, soldier. You may deny it, if you like, but it is undeniable.

How long have I known you. It is going on five years and I have shared your triumphs and terrible painful failures. I have kept you afloat when you couldn't even afford your tobacco.

Well, son, I can, with emphasis say that no one in the entire world is operating at your frequency and I am leaving you all of my worldly goods and I know you don't need them but... yes, you saved me when I was dead. I am using all of your punctuation and grammatical devices. i hope you see this.

When your whole world was dying around your ears a few months ago, you took the trouble to give me all of your attention. I know this. You don't know, sure.

I am gone before the year is out. Let me at least give you what you don't want. We shall meet on brighter shores.

R.

grosenberg said...

Thank you as always for words that shake the sleep out of our eyes and mind. Some might remain (some always does alas) but at least your words are the handclaps needed to stop us from hitting the snooze alarm as we get handed pillows and comforters from those who would see us slumber.

Anonymous said...

"there's none so blind as those who will not see"
Trying to open the eyes of those with no inclination to look and no courage to question the bullshit with which they seem to enjoy being fed is an object lesson in futility .... and you once we seemed destined to persevere in however futile and unlikely it seems to be. The only solution tyo me would be a high dose of ethogens for the masses and being force fed Les Visible :-) 24 hrs a day. Thanks Les, you always makes sense

Regards
Shannogh

Harry Chapin said...

My child arrived just the other day
He came to the world in the usual way
But there were planes to catch and bills to pay
He learned to walk while I was away
And he was talkin' 'fore I knew it, and as he grew
He'd say "I'm gonna be like you dad
You know I'm gonna be like you"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home dad?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

My son turned ten just the other day
He said, "Thanks for the ball, Dad, come on let's play
Can you teach me to throw", I said "Not today
I got a lot to do", he said, "That's ok"
And he walked away but his smile never dimmed
And said, "I'm gonna be like him, yeah
You know I'm gonna be like him"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

Well, he came home from college just the other day
So much like a man I just had to say
"Son, I'm proud of you, can you sit for a while?"
He shook his head and said with a smile
"What I'd really like, Dad, is to borrow the car keys
See you later, can I have them please?"

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

I've long since retired, my son's moved away
I called him up just the other day
I said, "I'd like to see you if you don't mind"
He said, "I'd love to, Dad, if I can find the time
You see my new job's a hassle and kids have the flu
But it's sure nice talking to you, Dad
It's been sure nice talking to you"

And as I hung up the phone it occurred to me
He'd grown up just like me
My boy was just like me

And the cat's in the cradle and the silver spoon
Little boy blue and the man on the moon
When you comin' home son?
I don't know when, but we'll get together then son
You know we'll have a good time then

Anonymous said...

Any anonymity is due to no script plug in. I just can't bring myself to use microshaft internet exploiter unless it is one of those pages where you have to and that page will catch an earful in the comments. Wouldn't you expect anon sniping comments from a drone bombing culture that thinks it is god's gift to the world. I can criticize all I want. Who cares about letters, titles, trophy tail, and money when all you get in the end is a pine box and a big snack cake for the worms.

Anonymous said...

Mandocello,

In a word: yes. Since about 7pm Monday evening.

I'm usually able to lay low, but...

-Diane

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Visible said...

I was locked up for a year and a half at the same location as Ezra Pound at the John Howard Pavilion for the Criminally Insane. Thank god for the power of god in places of darkness. You either come out or you go deeper in. Saw it and went by it but nothing personal goes out with you.

Anonymous said...

Visible wrote:
"I was locked up for a year and a half at the same location as Ezra Pound at the John Howard Pavilion for the Criminally Insane."

a few weeks ago, while attempting to read Pound's Cantos, thought occurred to me that Visible also lived in Italy, where Pound was living at time of his "extraordinary-rendition" (circa 1940's) kidnapping for the thought crimes of openly opposing the criminal-jew-instigated "world war 2" and more important the criminal-jew world order ...

then you (Visible) moved away from Italy, so no reason to bring up comment about that parallel, because, well, here's the answer

so, you ended up in the same place as did Ezra Pound, from which came revealing of one of the most important mysteries and closely guarded secrets of current times (jew-criminal global money system; by which the criminals extort unbelievable wealth from all non-jews with which they then purchase all media, corporations, banks, and convinces most non-jews to go do wars against each other -i.e. destroy the competition of the criminal-jews)
i.e. meeting between him and Eustace Mullins - who did unparalleled research and writing for Pound regarding the criminal-jew-money system ("federal reserve", imf, world bank, jew-global-financial; "The Secrets of the Federal Reserve" followed by a small mountain of similarly important truth uncovered)

Respects to all Beings and Respect all Beings!

corvus

Anonymous said...

the true motivations behind coming internet laws

source may be offensive to some,so concentrate on the info

"ADL PREPARES FOR INTERNET TAKEOVER
By Rev. Ted Pike, 15 May 12"

http://truthtellers.org/alerts/ADLPreparesForInternetTakeover.html

mossad front group leader and agent of foreign, powers A. Foxman says: "Internet hate continues to have a global impact on civil society ... We welcome the commitments of Google and Facebook to participate in this ... "

the letter goes on and on about "hate"... substitute the word "truth" for every instance of "hate" - and the picture becomes clear

corvus

kenny said...

I have a feeling that Patrick is going to do this one. It should be an exceptional 'hit.'

Stella Blue said...
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brokenbeat said...

Stella,

I refuse to continue to 'play the game' as you put it. I no longer vote in the presidential elections, but then I don't play 'Dungeons and Dragons' either. I last voted for a president (or US congressman -- I vote on a local and state level) in 2000 and quit in disgust with the debacle that ensued. In January of 1999, I was told by a US District Court judge that GWB was to be president and his brother would ensure it in Florida. I thought this was about tough campaigning and I still beleived in the system and voted. In the end, it may not have mattered in the long run who 'won' that election or any other recent election.

The Republicrats are clearly one party with superficial differences providing a false dichotomy of choice. They both are beholden to the same lobbiests and ensure policies and subsidies for the MNCs and do the Devil's bidding in the middle east. Advancements in their program are made with the party in place that can get away with the problem-reaction-solutions possible. A Republican administration can do things that a Democratic one could not and vice-versa. And the main thrust continues unabatted regardless of which puppet is in office.

This two party system will never be anything other than this unless wholesale changes are made and that is unlikely as the congress would have to make those changes. The electoral college 'winner take all' on a state-by-state basis is a joke and plurality (as opposed to a majority) system means that the winning margin can fall within the margin of error in even an honest election. There is virtually no chance that a third party can emerge under these circumstances and that is by design.

The solutions are straight-forward and well-known: a direct popular vote (thus preventing much corruption in states with disporportionate electoral votes to their population and doing away with the winner-take-all disenfranchisement), a clear two-thirds majority being required (instant run-offs provided by voting for your second choice as well), and paper ballots in a highly visible and monitored election. This does not change any other restructuring of the system such as introducing proportional representation and should be acceptable by any fair-minded citizen.

Alas, I won't be holding my breath for such logical changes, so I refuse to vote. Contrary to an old saw, that does not remove my right to complain. In fact, according to a George Carlin bit, it enhances it.

But I recognize that many will continue to vote out of sentimentality or some nostalgic notion or might actually think that it will matter in a significant way. Just know that any politician that will get into office is more than likely owned and compromised and wouldn't have been allowed to get there otherwise or will be quickly eliminated. Even Stalin purged ideologues in favor of compromised lackeys. The changes I outlined wouldn't change that, but the fact that they are not enacted is to me a blatant in-your-face that I can't stomach.

Discussing politics is as taboo in polite society as discussing religion, but this space allows for that, right?

Namaste,

John V.

Lee said...

Les.

I would consider it an honor to be locked up in where you an Ezra Pound were. I saw the dog kennel cage where Pound was locked in. For some reason, Dog Poet comes to mind here.

Caging an animal is cruel beyond words. Imagine how Pound felt?

The cost of free thinking? Death or incarceration. Socrates started that trend, would you say?

Lee

Aunt Franny said...

Don't you particularly like the part about how Satan is chained for 1,000 years but then has to be set free again?

We're in a 26,000 year cycle. We're here at the end of it right now, and then Satan will be chained and a Golden Age will begin. But but but, we only 1,000 years of Peace out of 26,000. Isn't there something really fucked up about that math?

Les, "Nobody on the planet vibrates at the rate you do," -- which is why we're drawn as moths to your very unusual flame.

Peace,
Aunt Franny

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Speaking of darkness; not much darker than the inside of a classroom these days.

Truth in humor, these guys are really good.

Really good.

http://www.cracked.com/article_19864_6-ridiculous-lies-you-believe-about-founding-america.html

Anonymous said...

Visible...seriously...you're a Freemason. I see this. No judging here, hell, all the male patriarchs in my family were Masons and/or Templars back to the Crusades. I'm just sayin'...I see this, Fellow Traveler...wink-wink-wink.

david griffith said...

Hello Visable .... it's the sheer weight of hatred 'out there' which prompts this. I don't know if it's useful here but offer it anyway.

The hatred that Israel now receives is proportionate to the cruelty delivered to the Palestinians.

I distance myself from that feeling without distancing myself from the truth of the situation.

Read anything about Israel and it doesn’t matter how well thought out and expressed the opinion is, it will always garner comments, often capitalised - the equivalent of shouting - filled with hate and summing up complexity with ‘Kill them! Kill them in some nasty way.’

I don’t know if the commentators then happily walk away humming - to do the washing up or some useful daily task or whether they just pick their noses and feel self satisfied.

It’s many years since I saw a difference between Israel and Nazi Germany. Their methods are much the same and both have a core belief in being either ‘chosen’ or being a ‘master’ race.

“For fuck’s sake.”

Being profane is a relief. While many may ‘tut tut’ I don’t see a rude word as being profane.

‘Life’s a bucket of shit but at least we get to keep the bucket.’ is a partial reality for me and has been for a decade and more - ever since I started working with five intellectually disabled men. There are now four but that’s another story.

I didn’t take up this calling for any other reason but needing a job to pay the bills so that my life can quietly continue.

My teacher stated that karma is real but that there’s no second guessing what it’s all about - even ‘instant karma’ aint necessarily so.

You can’t spend time washing people’s backsides without wondering about karma. I ended up turning karma on it’s head.....just ‘cause I can.

What if these intellectually disabled men were, in fact, great and noble souls who’d made the ‘between life’ decision to put themselves in a completely vulnerable position just so that ‘lesser’ souls such as myself could practice compassion, could learn how to respond to practical and often distasteful real need.

Both the Jewish and White supremacist mentality suggest that - if we’re not one of them then we have no souls ....... and can be treated in a woeful manner.

It’s a nonsense.

The four men with whom I work have attributes and qualities that most would love to possess. They’re all considered non-verbal but know exactly what they want and they do their best to express those needs and desires.

Not one of them is deceitful, not one is cruel.

If they’re not considered worthy of souls then I don’t want one either.

Citizen Elle said...

“All over the world, the few are now rising up, from among the many, while the many peer out from between the curtains in their bunkers, hideyholes and homes, waiting to see which way the wind blows, convinced that it is an ill wind if they don't blow someone AND it's good for the economy.
Maestro Visible, ahrrrroooooooo!!! Who’s luckier than me to have found you & your ongoing blog party, my oh so Divine friend. John V, wrote an amazing analogy elsewhere recently that I feel bears repeating - these are my sentiments as well (along with my 2 cents).:
… these blogs are like an on-going party (F yeah!), moving from house to house on your compound (nice digs), you having the somewhat thankless role as the host. There are some who drop in for a quick drink and banter and others that may have set up camp on the grounds (a veritable virtual Shangri-La) and stay within earshot of the party houses and engage or not as they see fit. As with any decent party, there will be a diverse mix and waves of crowds that come and go changing the vibe with them. Often times a crowd may venture off to check out what's going down elsewhere but usually drop back in. And there's always some that are sloppy drunks or others with supressed notions might spew forth when inhibition is quelled. As the host, you've done an admirable job over the years of rousing toast-making and, most importantly, giving stirring dissertations and with masterful story-telling, introducing themes and topics for discourse amongst the gathered throngs. You've displayed great patience allowing your guests to express and watched bemused as some embarrassed themselves or got into cat-fights. And as anyone that has hosted a great party can attest, there are times when things get a bit out of hand and gracefully reigning in the chaos without dampening the mood is a delicate task.
John V: Thanks for all of your contributions. Glad you showed up to this interesting blog party. I couldn’t agree with you more, Visible is one of THE finest hosts we could have imagined. Somehow, our “cocktails” here include some cosmic debris (cue Frank Zappa) of the mostly palatable kind to nourish our collective growth. p.s. BION, the yurt is located at a special place called Sirius and it was certainly a synchronistic landing that occurred here just one week ago. To answer your question, you are so welcome to visit! Everything you like to eat is here in the community garden & kitchen.
Clarity, thanks for all the quotes from CWG recently. At first, I thought OMG this is too much but, you know, it was just what I needed. Good on ya! My fav:
“Doing is the function of the body. Being is the function of the soul.
Your soul doesn't care what you do for a living... and when your life is over neither will you. Your soul cares only about what you are being while you are doing whatever you are doing.”
Gardener, cheers – hear ya, sista…. Odd to feel like U (guarded in my ability to express my bliss as if someone is offstage waiting to push the swing of my pendulum the other way when I do). This has happened on the small scale to the very grand scale lately. We persevere. So nice to read your blog yet here see your personal story more revealed. Your presence has been a comfort & motivator from the beginning of my time here (cue “all those years ago”).
Yep, the Dog Poet’s social club is a damn fine place to be right about now, I must say.
Love to you all!!!!!!
~~~ from the deep ~~~
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~~~~~~~~Elle~~~~~~~~

Anonymous said...

Mitt Romney’s Foreign Policy Team


He named the following people to his board of advisers:

Dov Zakheim – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Robert Kagan – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Michael Chertoff – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Eliot Cohen – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Eric Edelman – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
John Lehman – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Evan Feigenbaum – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Aaron Friedberg – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Kent Lucken – (Israeli Dual Citizen)
Kristen Silverberg – (Israeli Dual Ctizen)

Cohencidence im sure .

*******************

Interview with Clif High

http://www.redicecreations.com/radio/2012/05/RIR-120510.php

Thanks , GTRman

Anonymous said...

What a relief. SometI'mes it feels like im the only one. May the gods forgive me but some days the agenda of the evil ones for a 90% population reduction while maniacal and vile seems the only sane solution. Never more so than after reading the comments posted to the propaganda mills daily offerings. I'm not saying I agree with them, but one can catch a glimmer of their reasoning.

I'm anonymous because I don't have many (none really) accounts and rarely share these days

Anonymous said...

pierre said..

just a direct question from me (for a change), why "John Howard Pavilion". is that after the then PM of Australia, the one in doing TV live with the magic towers going down behind his treacherous back as he recited what he was told.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JPWZPviwCY4

Ray B. said...

Speaking of MiaBellezza's synchronicities:

I had just posted a re-reply to brokenbeat/John V. at the tail-end of the May 11th Petri Dish (on surveillance), and felt pulled over to the WarTard site. Lo and behold, he had recently put up a new long posting on our surveillance society!

This was a particularly juicy paragraph:

"There are currently 72 DHS "fusion centers" planted all around the US collating and indexing every bit of HUMINT about everyone... The monitoring of information (SIGINT) between the US, UK, Canada, Australia and New Zealand (ECHELON) is well known but the US seems to be hitting it out of the park when it comes to total communications monitoring of its population. This of course comes in the form of the recently reported super structure under construction in the Utah desert, the Stellar Wind server farm that will basically be 'downloading' the entire Internet every second and sniffing through yottabytes of our emails and faxes and cellphone GPS data..."

In line with what Vis has eloquently posted in his article:

"US intelligence agencies have always relied on technology to invent their way out of a knowledge hole. Since WWII the NSA and CIA have excelled in the areas of Signals Intelligence (SIGINT) and Imaging Intelligence (IMINT)... The weak spot has always been Human Intelligence (HUMINT). That's a harder pitch for the US to swing at as it involves spies and agents and assets operating behind enemy lines speaking and acting like natives. The Israelis are the kings of this simply by the demographics of the Jewish diaspora. There are native Jews in many countries and if Mossad wants to know where a nuke scientist's mistress lives, fresh HUMINT is an encrypted email away. During the Cold War, the US relied on Israel for HUMINT in exchange for US SIGINT and IMINT."

WarTard does not show evidence of any spiritual side, and so has a negative view of the future of humanity. However, he has a remarkable way of seeing the bigger (non-spiritual) picture:

"The one thing about the mass surveillance society we're building that would fry Orwell's brain is the nature of information in the Internet age. Sure most governments these days see '1984' as an operational tech manual but we're not just living in an age when just 'Big Brother' is watching; we ourselves are watching each other with the intense fascination of zoo chimps fapping at the banana delivery man. The camera culture is so prevalent and everyone's face so buried in a cellphone that nobody knows what's going on in his or her immediate vicinity... It's [Facebook's] a law enforcement wet dream. No need for gum shoe field agents anymore, just Google the perp and see where he hangs out and who his friends are."

"The technology of bullshit is now so ubiquitous that the mass media totality of Internet, TV, cellphones and 24hr news cycles make it easy to beam a consensus reality into the ether of our brave new world."

"All this [Libya] went down live on TV without a single sign-waving long hair on a street anywhere. That's when you know you've got serious media penetration and total control of the narrative."

If you want another 'take' on how this world works (and word-smithing only a little down from Vis'), I recommend perusing WarTard's site. (I am not affiliated with him in any way, for the record...)

http://wartard.blogspot.com/

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

P.S. Thanks to the long-ago Poster on one of these columns who originally recommended him!

ja said...

hey this is a good one- don't know- laugh or cry. or just keep marching until the end.
i am somehow off the grid but still getting electricity. is that ok?

Anaughty Mouser said...

Dear Corvus;

Ezra Pound
Eustice Mullins
Les Visible

"jew-criminal global money system; by which the criminals extort unbelievable wealth from all non-jews with which they then purchase all media, corporations, banks, and convinces most non-jews to go do wars against each other -i.e. destroy the competition of the criminal-jews)
i.e. meeting between him and Eustace Mullins - who did unparalleled research and writing for Pound regarding the criminal-jew-money system ("federal reserve", imf, world bank, jew-global-financial; "The Secrets of the Federal Reserve" followed by a small mountain of similarly important truth uncovered"

Good Corvus you have identified three workers of light. Blessings upon you and to all whose eyes see the truth.

Mouser

Visible said...

I have no idea why they called it the John Howard Pavilion but since it is decades so called, I seriously doubt it was named after that particular dickhead. It is at St. Elizabeth's hospital and it is the max facility where they house the criminally insane. There are only two places in the US where they have these facilities (federal). The other is Springfield Mo.

I was around some of the most horrific serial killers and just flat out psychos that you could imagine. Every day for 18 months I had breakfast with these yahoos. It was half amusing and half really scary but God demonstrated so well and so often that I didn't trouble my head or heart about the matter.

There was awareness and respect going in both directions. This did not include the people who thought they were running the place. This is where they kept the people too crazy and violent to house in a regular prison zone.

I swear, all the movies that should have been made about various segments would have great entertainment value for me now.

Oh, by the by... as I have been suspecting for a couple of weeks now, there is a serious effort to derail my mind going on. Of course, I don't have one of those (explained many times at different blogs). Anyway, it takes me a good piece of time now to post; no matter the browser. I find a way around it, obviously. I think the point is to unhorse me more than anything else. Witness the email from my friend Rick (not his real name) who is, in fact, everything claimed in the email but who was pretty surprised when I reached him later on.

So, expect all kinds of tedious and ineffective actions on the part of those inexorably and double damned guaranteed to come under the lens of judgment. I know it has taken longer than the bullshit recording of this age but... it does come. God's time is not our time and many things have to play out. This is because, in the main, we are dumbasses and need to be smacked around and repeatedly hit over the head a whole lot of times before we wake up; Kali Yuga.

Interesting note; following my kundalini rising I was a devotee of Kali. I would trip in graveyards after the midnight hour. I was full on into her. Although she is still prominent in my existence she has migrated to a sweeter more fairy tale princess face. I'm grateful for that. I'm not sure I could take now what I took back then (grin).

Okay, let's go write an Origami. What will we talk about? I haven't a clue.

Visible said...

Oh yeah, two things; Herr Griffith, you can sing Kumbaya all you want. Hey, throw in that other tedious, 'let's all go to sleep' tune that makes me want to go to war every time I hear it, 'all we are saying, is give peace a chance'. Yuck.

Sweet and gentle, my friend, has it's place but someone needs to say what I am saying. Who else is saying it?????? Ergo, I must continue.

Most who comes around here know that I have some number of Jewish friends and I have been at pains, over and over again (though not recently)to directly state that I don't wholesale the whole race. However, I direct your attention to the 94% who supported Operation Cast Lead (lovely name).

This kinda ties in with that twit who has been coming around since whenever, claiming I am a Mason. Not only am I not a Mason, I don't belong to any group period. I used to be a member of The Builders of the Adytum and Paul Foster Case was a Mason so it you want to play the Kevin Bacon game, go ahead. Many years ago I wanted to become a Mason. This was well before the internet. I used to walk by the Scottish Rites Temple on 16th (DC) street, tripping on acid and just stand there.

Many of my early acid trips found me walking great distances through and across all of the famous landmarks and embassies. One morning I met Herman Wouk, while he was out in his yard in Georgetown. One morning I met Jean Dixon out in her yard. Both times it was around dawn.

Honestly, I belong to no organization except an ancient brotherhood that predates the Masons and I don't even know what it's called. I follow no religion but am inclined to the Hindu version because that is all I ever saw while I was tripping. I don't remember any significant Christian, Muslim or anything else; always I would see things in the oriental way and I mean the very players themselves, whether it was objectively outside or within.

It was quite a bit of time before I realized that everyone wasn't having the same experiences. I still find that perplexing. I had no idea about Eastern religions prior to my kundalini rising. The first time I noticed a connection was when I saw a Buddha in an antique store window in Palm Springs who was holding his hands as I had seen my master do and which I now do when the force is present.

I don't know if this inference that I am Mason, illuminati or whatever is simply to fuck with my head but there's no there there and time will tell and all will prove out as it always does. Now, let's go write and Origami (grin).

Anaughty Mouser said...

I attest, after meeting Visible and his wife four separate times for several days each time, that he is not a member of any organisation of any kind. He is many things but a Mason he is not. Nor is he a clandestine operative in any sense of the term.

That is the 100% truth. What you see/read is what you get. Straight up.

Peace, Mouser

Anonymous said...

The truth is that Greece could solve their current financial problems in four easy steps. They would have to be willing to stick it to the rest of Europe and to risk being blackballed by the international community, but it could be done.

The following is the prescription for Greece:

1) Default on all debts.

2) Leave the euro.

3) Issue drachmas that are debt-free and that do not come from a central bank. Instead, have the Greek government create them and spend them directly into circulation.

4) Enjoy a return to prosperity.

Exactly as Iceland did, as USA and EVERY OTHER COUNTRY on earth should/must do.

Central banking is a zionist ponzi scheme enslaving all people in all countries in perpetual debt.

Anonymous said...

here's a funny thing....

orwell's 1984 and the prophecy it spread

the year came and went without any big event....oh really?

guess who (or what...) was born in 1984?

mark zuckerberg

how funny is that?

liz in l.a.

Anonymous said...

Right on John V, there's not even the illusion of choice. The game is rigged and by playing it just causes it to continue. I shall not contribute to the game. What if there was an election and the vast majority on the monkeys didn't play? Party in the park on game day everyone, lets swing in the trees and start to be free.
Best to all.

Niijii

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up-

Seeking Sustenance on Hungry Wednesday.

Visible said...

I know sometimes negative things get said. Heck, sometimes I am the one saying them. Sometimes feelings get hurt. Heck, sometimes they're my feelings but... generally there is a sense of collective support and well being here and I hope everyone senses that and rolls with the punches and gives as good as they get, or at least gets what they give and the giving is good. Off to do the radio show.

MiaBellezza said...

I apologized in May 11th Petri Dish and elaborated and will try to be a little more diplomatic ...

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Visible said...

Wow Stella Blue, you're a player! Yes, rock and roll, I consider it a dreadful curse to be constructed so as not to get the essential experience (are you experienced? Have you ever been experienced? heh heh) of rock and roll. I consider it one of my most important possessions. If I have a disappointment in my life and I suppose I have several, it is that I never met someone who could take me into a real studio with some good players and let me lay down the tracks I am most certainly capable of instead of having to rely on my poorly engineered efforts that sometimes sounds like Tinker Toys got stranded in the elevator.

MiaBellezza; as is typical of the situation, i was in no way, shape, or form talking about you.

By the way, thank you from the bottom of my heart. My email duties are so backed up and neglected now for several months. I really must attend to it.

Visible said...

It sure seems to me that "I don't know" should be employed here. Contention for contentions sake is neither charming nor educative. The sheer weight of things written about encounters is more than any one person can read and much of it by prolific and well known authors who did their research. The very idea of dismissing the whole thing is representative of something I find it difficult to name or understand.

I myself have no desire for contention and wish I wasn't writing this because by now I have no enthusiasm for it. I think from now on I am going to ignore this strange situation and also cease reading any offerings. i already check the names of the posters so that I don't have to read Le Mat (grin). I don't mean anything combative, it's just easier for me all the way around. I find myself getting annoyed very quickly with all of this now. i don't know if that is the purpose but the solution is just not to read any of the text submitted anymore, just note the name and post it. Hopefully this is understood from my perspective.

Anonymous said...

Long ago, next week sometime, maybe Wednesday, there lived a horrible smelling elf named Krüebert. He loved to make toys, especially crappy ones like table badminton sets, knockoff Silly Putty, and Drillbit Taylor dolls. Nobody wanted him or his lousy toys.

“Krüebert,” Bouncy would say, “you smell like bouillon cubes. Can you please go die or something?”

Krüebert would cry and seek comfort in making some plastic Dukes of Hazzard handcuffs.

“Krüebert,” Flouncy would growl, “the best smelling part of you, your hair, smells like the fetid dingleberries of Dasher, the most malodorous of the reindeer, smothered in afterbirth. Now please swallow one of these Polly Pocket dolls, which were recalled by Santa because they are a choking hazard and contain lead paint.”

Finally Bjugnakraekir, the Head Elf and Toymaker (who actually created the world) intervened and decided to make things right. He (or she) bathed Krüebert, only to discover that he smelled worse afterwards, and his remarkable stench ruined the North Pole’s supply of soap and Santa’s special bathing place. Realizing that, as creator of the world, the abomination of Krüebert was his (or her) fault, his (or her) only recourse was to destroy the Earth and start anew.

And to this day, the inhabitants of Og, the New World, are mystified by why just one of the billions of stars out there in the universe smells a little bit like rotten liverwurst. Little do they know, morons that they are, that within this star lies the remains of the wonderful but stanky elf named Krüebert and the lutefisk he was eating when the world exploded.

Resina said...

I don't usually post comments anywhere but this piece you've written is pure gold. It reminded me of a book I once read, "El Hombre Mediocre" or "The Mediocre Man" by the Argentine philosopher Jose Ingenieros.
Keep it up Visible, you're one of the few sane voices around.
With respect,
Santi

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Visible said...

Ray, I can't remember where I read it now; it was some few years ago but there were these large stone balls, several meters in diameter that were in these aqueducts, I think and the author was saying how the dimensions were so precise that we did not presently have the technology to duplicate it. Along with that are the picture paintings in cultures all over that show what appear to be visitation of illuminated strangers from 'somewhere else' who brought various technologies that allowed the residents to do the necessary things, without which they wouldn't have survived.

I don't know one way or the other who came here, or left, or where they came from. What I do know is that there is just so many tales and references all over the place and the least it does is make me wonder.

I don't want to get into a conflictive exchange with anyone about it but it disturbs me when I am confronted with arguments that don't make sense based on what I have run across from noted scholars; many people don't agree with these folk; Zachariah Sitchin and Eric Von Daniken and many others. I don't even read these people much but occasionally I come across something they said.

It confounds me sometimes as to what people's motives are for presenting things out of context or substituting examples for the actual examples given. Of course I'm always affected when I get into these things and start wondering if that is the point.

Gratefully, I now have a greater measure of distance than I ever had before and that helps.

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors-

The Meaningless Lives of Endless Compromise.

Ray B. said...

Hi, Viz!

Thanks for the extended reply. I know how busy you are, and I appreciate it.

I always have to 'judge' whether it is worthwhile to descend into the argument 'pit'. On the one hand, it tends to lower my vibrations and occupy my time. On the other hand, I feel I owe it to the collective (non-Borg) to leave a balanced field for others down the road.

I hope you take a deep breath, take a long walk, and continue to read our posts and interact with us in the Comments. It is very appreciated...

Best Wishes,
Ray Blohm

P.S. To John V., Stella Blue, MiaBellezza, Clarity, Gardener, et al: I have really been delighted and impressed with the wit, info, and personal wisdom expressed here. Thank you all.

Visible said...

Ray, I have to agree with the last part.

As for the other, it's a rough call. I like most everyone who comes here. I honestly do and I appreciate their particular gifts and abilities as we are all differently abled. Everyone here brings something interesting to the table.

I can only hope that all the players and observers in this particular drama take it in the spirit of brisk back and forths and not personalize it to the detriment of a positive outcome which, is always pending.

The thing that gets me is that I don't even have a dog in the fight on visitors from outer space or the idea that no one has ever been here but us. I simply prefer to leave the subject open and acknowledge the large body of evidence which seems to indicate that visitors have been here.

Personally, I'm convinced of it beyond a doubt, having had upfront and up close encounters. There was only a few but one is enough. And when the inhabitants of one vehicle happen to be holographic and from another dimension that tends to cancel out domestic military secret technologies.

Anyway, back to whatever it was I was up to.

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