Saturday, September 08, 2012

The Humpty Dumpty, Sidewalk Egg

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be wet.


Welcome to Dog Poet Transmitting and the intergalactic broadcasting network, coming to you nearly live out of the Sirius Cluster. Visible is hovering in the saucer pod tonight somewhere after the morning before and the morning yet to come. We are hoping that means something but we have little, if any idea of what anything means anymore. We are told that nothing means anything except in the context that lends it reference to itself by reflection. Reflection is the essence of comprehension and understanding follows comprehension around like a dog. Ahrooooooooooo! As we say in the hinterlands where wailing in the wilderness is all we are capable of, since wilderness is paradise enow, so to speak, paraphrasing Omar Khayyam, as it was. Omar was also as smart as paint, as opposed to those who find watching paint dry to be a stimulating experience.

As you can see, I'm as clear as mud and that is how I've managed to stay Les Visible. There are good reasons for being Les Visible and possibly even better reasons for being Les Audible. There are some negative aspects as well. Put the accent on Asp, if I happen to be Egyptian but that is neither here nor there, as so many things are. There is a place we search for and here is a place we search from. What do we do when we get there? We search from here again for, what will be here. So, no matter where we are, here or there, it will always be here. There's never anywhere else but here. We're here now but I'm not really here. I am there, which is now somewhere. It will be the same now, here and there, even though here and there are not the same. I hope we're all thoroughly confused now, even if we weren't confused there, which we probably were.

So, things are heating up all over. As we have seen at the blogs they are heating up and that is a general expression of all over which, includes both here and there. Never underestimate the insanity of the Israelis. Since they are behind much of the evil of present times and because they are most definitely behind the banking scams and the economic failures, by intent for the purpose of thievery and because Mr. Apocalypse is exposing them, they have no defense against the rising exposure which is going to make them hated and hunted the world over. They are racing against time, which has to do with both here and there. This is why war is so important because it is a continuous distraction without end, which is the point of endless war.. Endless war is not what we came here for but it is what we got, here and there.

This war necessarily, is taking place between us, us and each other and them and each other and themselves. Keep in mind that they hate each other as much as they hate us and that puts them in a double bind. Keep in mind that they are six million in number because this is some kind of irony alert.

People, oh my people, catch a clue that everything is not the particular deception of the moment. The moment of concern is to engineer with our thoughts and words and action to discover what it is that works contrary to our best interest and where possible act in every way to the best interests of all of ourselves rather than to be swayed by that which works against each other and our own selves and considering that sometimes good intentions do not lead to the better results. Be not deceived. It is this that makes a muddle of life and instigates strife, taking us into conflicts and bondage that might be bypassed and avoided. Given that this is Kali Yuga, there are times when strife and actual conflict come to pass. In that instance all of the preceding, shall serve your asses well and factor into your presence in some one Heaven or Hell. The dimensions that lie beyond us, in either regard, no tongue can tell.

The precipice of the edge of the moment approaches. We have seen that much, which might have gone very badly already has not happened, when we thought the time had come. Then again, a great deal of ugly has whipped shitstorms in the blenders of the age. This is not Memorex and I am no sage. The zukunft is not fixed. Everything can change, except for the archetypes that support the principles of the players on the stage, for good or for ill.

You have to think of the whole dynamic as something like a racketball court. Ergo, the rackets and crime and criminal behavior, within the dimensions of the cube of space. The Magician is above. The High Priestess is below. To the east is The Empress. To the south is The Sun. To the north is The Tower and to the west is the fortune so many covet so much. The joining lines flesh out the archetypes and explain what they run into and the whole composes your world. Our thoughts, words and actions, translate into the world we live in, which should express liberation but depending on how our virtues and shortcomings bounce off of the archetypes depends on whether it is liberation or bondage. Some people like that freaky shit. I don't.

In the primary pose, the man chases the lady. In the secondary case, the lady follows the man. I have noticed this and as aging goes by, you too often see the woman ten steps behind the man, instead of walking alongside; a word to the wise. How do you like those apples, Mr. Eve? We are dancing through the trees of the ever leaves and we are either singing right up through the trunk, or we are drunk and stoned by branches, we have fallen down upon and the heavy lumber falls upon our heads from the ugly tree, getting whipped by the red headed step child of unfortunate delivery. Something there is about us all that goes wrong due to attachment ...and fear of loss is the whip of things upon our unpleasant situations and circumcisions of truth, to the benefit of self deception, in the pursuit of gain.

It's not like this hasn't been going on for a long time, in the minds of our leaders and of course the movers and shakers and of course we become criminals, we become criminals from the corruptions and perversions of a system that is worked sideways from Sunday, to satisfy our greed. Our leaders are the plug ugly representatives of bankers and down the upline magicians and thinkers with the devil's intentions, scheming for maximum gain and advantage, at the expense of all of us. A system that doesn't see to the needs of all of it's member just cannot succeed. When you reduce the population to the nasty extreme, well... well then those who are too fat to dare to die, meet those for whom life is no longer worth living and they are the many and you are the few.

So, war becomes necessary, even though, usually, war is a profitable game. Sometimes, war becomes a necessity, to distract the attention of the people you have plundered, but every now and then on the great wheel of time, it gets to the point when you're juggling all those balls and there are finally too many balls and they all come tumbling down. Humpty Dumpty will cook on the sidewalk, that Humpty Dumpy Egg is for those who can hear and adjust. There is a new world coming, I trust, but there is no fixing this thing. It's broke, bent and ruined, so judgment will come. My best to you all in your different ways.

End Transmission.......

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William Entsminger said...

The great Apes are dying out because of melancholy.They don't care enough to reproduce in sufficient numbers to keep their species going.I see this also happening to people. Indeed it has happened to me. All the BS has taken its toll. All the ignorance of our species has sealed our fate. The urge to punish is stronger than the urge to nurture. The bloodthirsty crowd still demands sacrifice and learns nothing. When a man realizes what a horrible place he is in, he has no choice but to go back to sleep. Redemption has always been for the few. I look at history and see that people claim Gods wrath for all kinds of catastrophes and I don't believe it. But most people do. And you can't argue with that. In the end all of my warnings were in vain because nobody wanted to hear it from someone like me. A nobody. But I will keep telling people that Israel did 911 and they are leading the world into hell. And when my ashes are scattered to the winds that will be my redemption. Thank you.

Anaughty Mouser said...

Yes sir.

Humpty-Dumpty sat on the wall
Humpty-Dumpty had a great fall
And all the king's horses
And all the king's men
Couldn't put Humpty-Dumpty together again.

Suppose this children's rhyme is actually an analogy for the head of the bogus fiat usury system: alpha Rothschild.

The system is broke (pun intended) and the out-of-thin-air eggman, with the audacity to charge interest on his synthetic money, has literally fallen from grace and splatted on the public sidewalk.

What a mess. He can't be put backtogether by his bought politicians or media. No point in crying over spilt egg. Get out the hoses and wash that rotten egg down the sewer before the decomposition smell begins.

Is that oozing calling for one more war? For who? ask the people one another. Naa, say they, we'll pass!

"You have to break a few eggs to make an omlette." Little did Rothschild know he and his fellow zionist counterfeiters would be the ones getting their yolks spilled.

Kind of an old fashion Disney ending (grin).

preacher said...

Venom can be used to heal or make people see beyond this so called reality. Or kill.
I had to read your words twice, wise one, magician of words, and thank you for their message.
Although the ending seemed a bit too unescapable to me...

flying cossack said...

what came first, the chicken or the egg? ... you cannot have a chicken without an egg ... you cannot have an egg without a chicken ... they both always were ... also, for a chicken to make an egg, it has to want to make an egg

the creator, creation, and will to create, exist in everything or that thing couldnt exist

Anonymous said...

pierre said..

the system is hopeless except by divine intervention, something magical. there's always hope, though I cannot envisage a kingdom without some kind of system.

I sent much of the 80's in fear from this excellent docu drama, a War of the Worlds (Orsen version) of its day.


the fact that it hasn't happened on this scale is somewhat encouraging. every minute spent breathing is case for celebration and hope.
the race is on and may the tortoise win.

Turtle smirtle
Pudding and pie
kiss the asses
and watch them lie
turn the turtle
and polish the rose
to the air and the sunshine
redirect your nose.

Peter of Lone Tree said...

Humpty Dumpty was pushed.

Anonymous said...

"Our race is the Master Race. We are divine gods on this planet. We are as different from the inferior races as they are from insects. In fact, compared to our race, other races are beasts and animals, cattle at best. Other races are considered as human excrement. Our destiny is to rule over the inferior races. Our earthly kingdom will be ruled by our leader with a rod of iron. The masses will lick our feet and serve us as our slaves."

— Menachem Begin, Israeli Prime Minister 1977–83

Anonymous said...

False flag season again
Israel just a victim of itself
Seems aipacs back is against the wall
The media struggling its cards have been dealt
Wall street struggles for more excuses
The politicians weak and bought
The systems dead it's not coming back
The criminals hope they won't get caught
But they wasted the life's of the soldiers
For your health sold a pack full of lies
Genetically modified the food
Poisoned the bees the birds and butterflies
Spreading behaviour that's not recognisable
Proclaiming that they are humane
All I can see though from my little place
Is the death of what was insain


insiam said...

Well now, let i be said that form time to time i find your writing somewhat obscure. Could this be:

The verb obscure has 5 senses? (first 3 from tagged texts)
1. (3) obscure, befog, becloud, obnubilate, haze over, fog, cloud, mist

(make LESS VISIBLE or unclear; "The stars are obscured by the clouds"; "the big elm tree obscures our view of the valley")

Anonymous said...

Right am trying to get away from these quite vicious poems now people,,

Sometimes just have to get them out,for some reason

When the system goes though,
There are going to be lots of things to do,,selling plastic junk got to stop,,,genetically modifying the food we eat also got to stop,,,
Everything we use we recycle,,
Each of us show the earth we care
All of us on this earth have the ability here now to live full happy lives with very little worry if we wanted too,,,
The vampires up top are insain,,have exposed themselves,,,we must remove them as we are aware of the situation and the damage to the planet

A concerted effort of all people from everywhere is needed,,,,,

Together we can get this world back to some form of normality,,,

Colonial tyrannical vampirism is dead,, it never worked ,,, everybody on the earth has an equal part in life
Always did,,indoctrination into mental slavery is insanity,,,,,

Live freely

Sorry for going on.

Respect Neil. : )

Visible said...

Neil; in times of dramatic change of the external and internal simultaneously, incredible pressures are brought to bear on us and there is no way we can muster 100%. You see it here with me and in the cases of certain people who trade their good natured persona for vicious outbreaks and then, instead of just staying with the truth, shoot themselves in the foot by exaggerating beyond any necessity when the evidence to the contrary is in front of everyone else witnessing it.

We have to go through changes and we don't always handle it well. However, as in, there for fortune goes you and I, we must be willingly to forgive and put it all aside when they do come around, as they will.

That's just how it. Think about the fact that you care so fucking much. That in itself is a recipe for success, while at the same time it also sets the field for problems because caring too much can imply a lack in the certain working out by the divine of all things that demand our concern. Hope this makes sense.

Anonymous said...

vis, understand they have disabled stuff on my phone so i cant comment, i'm on my daughters computer,i have missed you. please be nice to me. Dorothy

Anonymous said...

Hear you lord visible,,,,,,respect neil

Visible said...

Why wouldn't I be nice to you? What is going on around here?

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami

What do you Do? Coo Coo Kachoo.

Anonymous said...

The U.S. of Hollow

Junior demons litter the culture,
sucking up all that’s left.
The Elder knew how to pick em’
The Boy claimed no such heft.
Picked apart and long picked over,
our bird of Giving Thanks.
America, finally laid to rest,
by her own traitorous Yanks.
Liberty & Freedom,
need no such plan to follow.
Bleeding slowly across our land,
The United States of Hollow.
RJ O’Guillory /Author/ Webster Groves-The Life of an Insane Family

WarmZephyr said...

"Neil; in times of dramatic change of the external and internal simultaneously, incredible pressures are brought to bear on us and there is no way we can muster 100%. You see it here with me and in the cases of certain people who trade their good natured persona for vicious outbreaks and then, instead of just staying with the truth, shoot themselves in the foot by exaggerating beyond any necessity when the evidence to the contrary is in front of everyone else witnessing it..." (LesVisible) I'm not the only one struggling to keep it together - stay optimistic and loving as I watch everything go to sh*t - piled high in great big bull-dozed heaps? Where's the lighter?

I can't remember a time when I've witnessed so many people feeling this crappy...when the light at the end of the tunnel is a 'fetid fart in flames'.

I'm too pooped now to think lofty thoughts - discern fact from fiction - but I can handle reading
your brand of wisdom especially when it's wrapped in a nursery rhyme.

~MEMES and schemes from dark magickal fruit
~THE more you eat - the more you toot
~THE more you toot, the worse you feel so...
~DON'T eat from these at ANY meal.

Your poems are good Neil, even the "bad" (dark) ones...keep 'em coming.

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