Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your teeth always be sharp and white.
I heard that; “What goes up must come down.” This is not true and it applies from the most common examples; “come fly with me!” to the most esoteric. We repeat this longstanding homilie because it's one of those things we accept without thinking about it and it's not true. Sure... it's true if you ignore the exceptions, otherwise it is not true. How many things of this sort presently exist in our subconscious mind? Yes... we have a personal subconscious but it is like an inlet to a far greater sea; “somewhere, beyond the sea.” It is in the subconscious where all of our patterning exists; all the presumptions and assumptions we have made and they pretty much dictate how our life goes. You might argue that it is what we have done and said that affects us more but... that is also an expression of the subconscious. When you erase the flawed patterns and replace them with what is true and positive, should you know what that is... your course will smooth out considerably and things that have long plagued you will plague you no longer.
On the temporal front, here is an example of the outrageous excess going on in these times. Erdogan's arrogant commentary concerning it speaks volumes to attitude and mindset. It's not unlikely that he is creating terminal circumstance for himself. All of these tinhorn, Pop Tart leaders around the world are staggering drunk on their sense of privilege and giving fine example to Nietzsche's admonition; “those whom the gods would destroy, they first drive mad.” Joined together with the arrogance in an Aztec Two Step, is the ever increasing Draconian horrors of evil corrupt policy by the demons in the driver's seat; or who think they are-
Such things cannot continue indefinitely. All of these failed empires are the same. It's like the lifestyles of the aristocrats prior to the French Revolution. Of course, there were certain forces behind the escapade and people like 'Robespierre and Danton were out of their minds but... a telling message was sent to those who were 'too fat to dare to die'.
It's freaky, how much all of this looks like a movie we've seen before but we can't remember exactly when that was. We know we saw it or something like it because so much about it is familiar. It's like deja vu all over again, as Yogi Berra was wont to say. Yeah... it's like taking a walk in the spring and suddenly a scent will waft under your nose and it will release a flood of images out of the past. The words of Lao Tzu ring true once again, “those who miss after almost winning, should have known the end from the beginning.”
I saw this as the intro to the What Really Happened website a few days ago and I saved it for an appropriate time. Seems like this might be that;
Asked to give a toast before the prestigious New York Press Club in 1880, John Swinton, the former Chief of Staff at the New York Sun, made this candid confession [it's worth noting that Swinton was called "The Dean of His Profession" by other newsmen, who admired him greatly]:
" There is no such thing, at this date of the world's history, as an independent press. You know it and I know it. There is not one of you who dares to write your honest opinions, and if you did, you know beforehand that it would never appear in print. I am paid weekly for keeping my honest opinions out of the paper I am connected with. Others of you are paid similar salaries for similar things, and any of you who would be so foolish as to write honest opinions would be out on the streets looking for another job.
If I allowed my honest opinions to appear in one issue of my paper, before twenty-four hours my occupation would be gone. The business of the journalist is to destroy the truth; to lie outright; to pervert; to vilify; to fawn at the feet of Mammon, and to sell the country for his daily bread. You know it and I know it and what folly is this toasting an independent press. We are the tools and vassals of the rich men behind the scenes. We are the jumping jacks, they pull the strings and we dance. Our talents, our possibilities and our lives are all the property of other men. We are intellectual prostitutes.”
Yeah... I think that says it. A reader wrote in yesterday or so to say that he went looking for more on all those women killed and disappeared in The Ukraine and couldn't find any mention of it in the Zio-Ogre Press, also known as Mass Media. Well... the people who own the media are the same people who are behind these massacres and I should mention that The Ukraine has, for years, been one of the most active hubs of the sex traffic world and a major contributor to the number of porn websites on the internet. It's tediously ironic that the conditions in the Ukraine were brought about by Zionist Vipers and is now presently ruled by one; at least in the West.
Not a day goes by where there is not an example of inhumanity, often multiple examples and they vary in size from the individual to the many. Some Roid Rage Cop tazes a grandmother or a 6 year old, or shoots an unarmed man to death in a fuselage of bullets. On a grander scale, hundreds and thousands may be tortured and killed and that is going on at this very minute as I write these words.
I'm not sure whether this woman wants to be a porn star or land a reality TV show. Seldom have I seen someone so selfishly grasping at that 15 minutes of fame thing with such a fierce tenacity. It's like a wolverine dropping out of a tree on to a caribou. The stark raving naked need in her eyes, juxtaposed with a haughty, cartoon imperialism is difficult to look at. We learn that she is an employee of that Zionist spy and vaccine op, Doctors without Ethical Boundaries.
Charities and international assistance organizations, like global lending banks, are the lair of the worst people on Earth. They collect for one reason, then don't dispense much at all, or they manufacture money and then use it to create debt so as to enslave countries. There really, absolutely, ought to be a bounty on them. There ought to be a bounty on politicians and various other low lifes. I figure you have probably already failed as a car or real estate salesman before you decide to enter politics. Certainly you have felonious intent, whether you are initially aware of it or not.
Yeah... it looks like that gold and diamonds are going to be a lot easier to mine now that the guys at Fort Detrick served up their signature dish. Ponder this. Imagine the horror and despair in such places!
A long time reader today said to me that (more or less) I shouldn't give a damn about how stupid I think the masses are because the masses are asses. I submit that some of them are dumb as a donkey and even more stubborn. Maybe they are half mule and half donkey and half cinderblock. They're probably working on that at Fort Detrick. Imagine working there! Imagine sitting at a console somewhere else and using video game technology to wipe out peasant hill dwellers in the Hindu Kush, more colloquially known as the Hindu Tush. Imagine wanting something so much that you can casually wipe out thousands of people who might otherwise object. Imagine lobbying for a firm that is engaged in this sort of thing. Imagine you are a lawyer who scours the law library, in search of precedent, or argument to justify this kind of behavior. Imagine how many people are just doing their job, like the roid rage cops, just itching to beat the shit out of someone, someone who can't fight back. Then they go home and abuse the wife, or watch porn, so as to jack up the rage for the next day. I was discussing telephone sex with someone some months ago, an act I would never actually engage in but discussed the possibility of it as a way to let some air out of the tire. I have a point here.
When it crosses my mind how abysmally stupid a large part of the population is there is some amount of frustration inherent because... all kinds of things would not be going on if they gave a shit. They allow themselves to accept the most outrageous lies, concerning government policy, so that they can live with it. The cosmos isn't going to cut them a whole lot of slack on that. It's things like this that make me mention what I do and feel as I do. It's not just the stupid. It's the indifference. It's the burning need for shiny crap. It's the low brow pedestrian headspace you see in bars where people go to abuse themselves and each other. It's the ass bandit tailgaters who certainly include most of the rest of this in their repertoire. It's not the act itself. It's the energy that gets released into the general pool. It's the maximizing of self interest at the behest of Satanists, working right out in the open or subliminally, that accounts for so much of the violence at home and abroad. For some reason, rich men and women want, have to be, more rich and it doesn't matter how they get there. When they wind up where they were really going, you could say that they walked all the way there, on their own, of course with some amount of guidance that any sane and honorable person would reject.
It's people rationalizing everything that happens in their name, as some kind of a necessity for reasons that are gossamer and obvious and they don't question and they don't speak up. They don't speak up and that makes all the difference. It surely does. On the other hand, there are people who will argue something into the ground as if that legitimises the argument, Most of the time when you are arguing, you have missed the point. If people would only keep their perspectives within the parameters of what is realistic, there would be far less of a problem. I have personally experienced people exaggerating circumstance in order to reinforce their tale and the amazing thing is that people who were right there, some of them, bought into it all. It really makes you want to throw your hands up in the air. Thankfully... in recent times there hasn't been any wiggle room on what went down. It 'can be' discouraging. Thankfully there were always people who stuck up for me. I'm no angel but... I strive to do the right thing regardless of the cost because I know, even if no ears fall in the forest, someone is listening and someone is watching, right inside my own consciousness. I am extremely fortunate to know this. Most people don't and if they did their behavior would be different. It can be uncomfortable to always be under the gun to strive for the higher end ...but after you get used to it it's reassuring and that is the least of it.
Well, Mr Apocalypse keeps on choodlen and mayhap there is a greater awakening up the road for the recalcitrant; the mind dead, the obsessed, the perverted, the indifferent and all those who maintain a criminal silence or worse... lie at every opportunity. They tell the same lies and many people do not see the meaning of that. They keep applying the same phony evidence and the same arguments to each newly created enemy, It is as if these people cannot believe the government would lie to them, even though they know it happens all the time. They are under some kind of magic spell woven by present time ringwraiths. That spell must be broken. I am confident that it will be. One way... or another.
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