Thursday, January 31, 2019

Covington Catholics, Gosnell Zombies, Jussie Smollett, Incredibly Stupid Tattoos and the Providence of an Internal Sun.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

(Busy with the book so... blog postings will be catch as catch can. However... today is a must and this being the Petri Dish turn and the Hog Lagoon of the American Left now exploding from the pressure of igneous shit in a molecular intensification of igneous shit, like a flaming tornado swirling in the biggest toilet ever known... some things just have to be brought to your attention, in case you missed some of them.)

In Covington, where some of the youth has still not been brainwashed into Gender Bender Purgatory, or taken to wearing Free Dr. Gosnell T-shirts, when news came out about a (in reality) non-confrontation between a young Catholic high school student and a Native American; both in search of publicity for their side of an issue, neither of which was relevant, in this case, between the two; a Saturday Night Live (writer) publicly offered a blow job to anyone who would “punch that Maga kid in the face”.

Ironically and a dark shade too conveniently, an actor from a cable series called Empire was allegedly attacked by two guys wearing Maga hats who also put a noose around his neck, called him a faggot and beat him up. Take a look at the photo and the massive damage done to this 'victim of a hate crime'. The usual suspects are crying out for Trump to disavow the association of his hats with this attack and I'm definitely getting a Maga hat.

It's mentioned that a camera sees the actor walking down the street but nothing about any assailants being caught on film because... well... there weren't any. Not everyone is fooled by this charade. I've recently come across this man from the Seventh Day Adventists; I think that he's associated with them; sorry if I'm wrong. He has a nice way about him.

As tragic as the days may be, here in the land of 'what's in it for me and the home of the slave', there are still moments of amusement to be found. Apparently there was a religious reason for this, as one of the whirling dervish stench dancers revealed to an airline employee; not for stinking but for being kicked off. It is my informed certainty that they did this on purpose in order to sue the airline. They should be locked in a room with Jussie Smollett. We have to look for episodes where the sunlight is dancing over the tension wires of the time. Personally I am seeing evidence of the ineffable , more often than at any time in my life in decades. I'm waiting for that signal moment. That moment that will send the dominoes of revelation, tumbling across the Hollywood facade of badly woven lies. I'm waiting on the glory and splendor to break forth with the dawn of a long awaited awakening from sea to shining sea. That's what's in it for me!

Are people flat out losing their minds in droves? There's a lot of evidence of this. If you scroll down the page of this tabloid and look at the pictures to the right, it clear that those in control of the media are desperate to seduce the clueless into Z-list celebrity worship. The toilet paper inventor has a lot to answer for, because back in the day, newspapers like this had a useful purpose but now people read them instead. The lady with the tattoo that really doesn't look much at all like Harry Stiles, reminds me of a joke I heard some years ago; a lady walks into a tattoo parlor and asks the ink master to put an image of John Lennon on one thigh and Paul McCartney on the other. Once he was done, the lady looked at the final product in the mirror and said, “Well, that doesn't look like them at all.” The inker said, “Lady, that's as close as you are going to get. I see the resemblance.” She retorted, “I'm going to get a second opinion on that. I'm not paying for shoddy work!” So... she walked out of the tattoo joint and nearly runs into a drunk who was trying to make his way down the street. She grabs him and stops him. Then she pulls up her dress and asks, “Do these tattoo's look like John Lennon and Paul McCartney?” The drunk squints for a moment and says, “Mam, I don't know about those two but the guy in the middle is definitely Willie Nelson.”

Dumb and getting dumber are truly remarkable. I ask myself, how can people who went to colitch and are employed in high profile positions not be terminally embarrassed at their low jinx displays? Most especially when they have a senior moment right in the middle of their press conference. Good grief!!!

It's too bad people don't have the same concerns about people.

It's really going nuts out there and I am guessing that when the cultural offal hits the fan of all fans in the wind tunnel of time, it's going to be London where it really goes off the hook. Presently the Parisian Storm Troopers, going Medieval on the Yellow Vests, puts them ahead by a nose, in the race to Global Village Armageddon ...but London has so many of the elements necessary for full blown chaos to manifest.

Her face is everywhere and she came out of nowhere, where she used to tend bar (like Obama); one more Monarch Butterfly in search of her Sacher-Masoch moment, as Venus on the Macht Schnell (alright Visible, don't get too cute). Well, I'm feeling a tad punish. Good grief an entendre yet! And that happened without my help and right before my eyes. Am I alone in here? It looks like I am but it doesn't feel like it and... appearances are deceiving; very deceiving for that matter, these days. All things considered, I feel like humming a few bars of Alexandra Leaving (with her horned lord- to paraphrase some lyrics from the song.) I've probably lost everyone by this time, in a flurry of associations, inferences and innuendos; god I'm good (grin). And I hardly even went to Colitch! I'd be one of those really dry martinis, where you turn and look giving a sideways glance at the bottle of Vermouth and then you pour the gin into the glass. Speaking of Monarch Butterflies and Dumber and Dumber.

Mr. Apocalypse is doing the not so light Fan Tango with a Kabuki mask. The fan, of course, is a martial arts weapon. One thing the bad liars don't get is that eventually even really stupid people are going to see through their fabrications and they're really going to be pissed, if only because, deep inside they know that they weren't supposed to see or hear any of this. Here they were, blithely walking off the cliff, when they caught themselves in one of those, “wait a minute' moments. Somebody is definitely going to pay for that.

Yes... Mr. Apocalypse can do subtle like no other and especially when that which he is acting upon is anything but subtle. “Hello! Comet Ping Pong Pizza, how can I help you?” “Yeah... we'd like one of your pulled pork specials, with the hog nostrils sliced really thin and extra Hellfire Sauce.” “You got it!”

I can't possibly make a prediction here on what's going to come out of the fluff and gurgle of this last gasping, dead culture walking ...but it is surely going to be entertaining, if viewed from the other side of a bridge too far. Tom Waits will definitely be doing the soundtrack, interspersed with agonizing moments of pregnant silence, just before the shudders start to roll up and down the necks of the werewolves and vampires in three piece suits, caught in the headlights and... how am I going to traverse the distance between this posting and back to the book I'm working on? This is definitely why I am NOT paid the big bucks ...but I've got my own invisible 401k, gathering interest in the place that time forgot. I'm comfortable with that... very, very comfortable. I took out a loan from a spiritual bank and have been putting it to work in certain efforts that are going to be measured against a feather in a scale at some point or... maybe I'm in the wrong allegory... uh yeah, never mind; another time, another place. It all works out; not always the way some people wish it did but then... they should have known the end from the beginning.

Well... as we draw this blog entry to a close, I wish those of you to whom it applies, a warm space for the time needed. Here the temperature is temperate and shall remain so. We've tried to make light of certain increasing and expanding features that tell me, revolution is in the air. At some point, Push and Shove are going to find themselves in the same room and it's going to prove too small no matter what size it is. What shape it will take and how dramatic it may become is not clear to me. What I do know is that the ones who are certifiably crazy from what I can see and which I have been studying at a distance for a considerable period of time, are in no mood for compromise and being deeply wrong at a deeper level, does not bode well for those whom they imagine are in their way. My considered advice is that those of us who are sane, or relatively so, keep a weather eye out and be mindful of the inner grace of the divine who, no matter what appearances may tell us, is ALWAYS more powerful than anything that is or ever has been. May God extend his providence upon you at all times and in all places where you may find yourself. God willing we shall all find ourselves.

End Transmission.......

♫ Without a Clue ♫


Ray B. said...

Vis, thanks for the 'intricate' blog. Were you grinning as you wrote it?

Yes, this is a very strange world. I am even adapting that phrase while doing Higher Self's Cleaning work. At various points, I cannot help but say to the ineffable, "You are a very strange God." (HS has no trouble with me sending that phrase, unlike some other phrases I've used. *grin*)

If what HS and I are doing is Real, there should be an increasing tension in the air. When a higher baddie gets Cleaned, they almost always 'turn' and start influencing lower-level baddies towards higher-consciousness behavior. However, being a goodie (even if newly-minted) usually means using persuasion rather than force. So, the multiple 'underlings' formerly led by each Cleaned entity are getting different whispers and a consequent internal build-up of "What am I doing?" Might be why so many Ops are being botched and so many leaks are happening. Not to mention frantic behaviors to cope with the mismatch...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

[Side note: A 'new' War Tard blog was just discovered by accident. First in over two years; with a 09/17/2018 posting date. War Tard has a wise and sardonic style. Enjoy...]

Visible said...

I was smiling when the humor of it passed through my mind and not smiling when I thought about how twisted so many people are.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Hopefully that 'watched pot' will finally boil this year.

Anonymous said...

God help us. 2018 is now water under the fridge. worn out from the balancing act and the residual bribeations are still bribeating. i just felt like turning youall onto something which should have been one of the biggest stories of our time, but not for all the commies in the world.

in six parts...aaand heeere weee are...


Citizen Elle said...

Grazi, Maestro,

Wit and wisdom seem to never fail you, my friend - thank you for your recent offerings.
This was hilarious! Though it's terrible, too.
I'm still "shakin it here, boss". Last night, after many years, I watched Kumare again with a friend and still greatly appreciate Vikram Ghandi's efforts (and your suggestion to view it). I did laugh more than I cried this time.

Hey - take care there.

Visible said...

My dear Elle;

What a pleasure.

Anonymous said...

As usual... this post was both utterly entertaining and numinously revealing.

I can’t wait for the next book!


torus said...

Greetings. Regarding Ocasio-Cortez, you're killin' me! She's not pretty, and it ain't pretty being easy. In fact, unless they're addressing the truth behind 9/11, they're ALL irrelevant. I get caught up in useless "debates" at a holocaust revisionist site with those who have NO problem contesting the veracity of the "preservationists", as I like to call them. Yet they still hold the orthodox view of 9/11. Bizzare...And why should I care?

Currently, my mainframe is looping;


Ray B. said...

Vis, thanks for the reply. In terms of you grinning, I was referring to all the jokes, "misspellings" (colitch), pun-ish-ments, entendres, associations, inferences, and innuendos you artfully crafted into this blog. Amazing...

" am I going to traverse the distance between this posting and back to the book I'm working on?" A great line!

(And yes, the extent to which 'mainstream' society has been sooo manipulated by the baddies has both humor and pathos intertwined...)

Visible said...

Well, it is satisfying to know that someone got all the references and inferences, not to mention the transgenital obscurities

Citizen Elle said...

LMFAO! You may ? have just created... a new word that could be VERY popular in this warped culture of ours. "Transgenital"- just looked it up & nada <which was shocking. Closest I found, transgenic _ Transgenic definition is - being or used to produce an organism or cell of one species into which one or more genes of another species have been incorporated; also : produced by or consisting of transgenic plants or animals.
Not laughing now though. This bizarro AI add/ffliction is diabolical.
All glory to the Divine Creator. S)he and you can make me laugh and remind me that life in this here petri dish is best not taken too seriously.
Excuse me now while I go do my rendition of "I'm not a robot"... mon dieu!

robert said...

Dear Visible,

Like a refreshing spring, you carry the energy of the Presence to those who know that they are thirsty.

We may tap the spring directly, if we have integrated our being sufficiently, but until that is accomplished, the light from other shining stars illuminates our pathway.

Love grows in response to pure attention, tenderly applied...

Thank you my brother and my friend!

Visible said...

Thank you for being here in this critical hour. Without mirrors we would have no idea of the quality of our reflection.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for being here in the quality of our reflection.

Anonymous said...

Thank you for being our reflection.

lilbear said...

Thank you for this posting, it made me smile, like nothing I've seen online or anywhere. This Guy Gets It. The way you describe the condition of our times, is surly God sent. So this is why words were invented....

lilbear said...

That was a sublime posting, sir. Not sure if my last message went through, hence this quick one.

Anonymous said...

Is Semitism ok here?

Visible said...

Your question makes no sense. What is not okay is fake holocausts, blaming 9/11 on Arabs and things like that. The only Semitics in the middle east are the Palestinians. The residents in Israel are Ashkenazi and not Semitic. Nevertheless this sounds like more trolling like the comment just before this which was removed, saying they didn't have to read the article to know it was great. In the future ANY comment that is vague, confusing and the like is not going to appear here. I am now going to use my intuitive facilities to tell when I am being messed with so good luck in the future.

Anonymous said...

Bill C.
Another out of the park home run to go with the Patriots 6th. win. Bet you're happy about that though it was a bit boring which is so unlike this masterpiece of the sublime tongue-in-cheek exposé!!
Had to comment on your wordsmithing before laying out this bit of serendipity e-mail I received from a good friend of mine that is on a somber wavelength though maybe a few Hertz off the center frequency.
Reading the following brought tears to mine eyes and know it was a godincidnet reflecting back to you!! For our edification, admiration and ultimate concordance with all that has happened and will happen. Peace!!
On this day of your life
I believe God wants you to know ...

... that all of life is animated by a single fantastic energy,
which is the essence of everything that is -- including you.

Isn't that amazing? Now, because this essence is who you are
and what you are made of, it can obviously never leave you.
Perhaps not so obviously, it can also be wonderfully helpful.
It can bring you peace in moments of stress,
strength in moments of weakness,
courage in moments of fear,
wisdom in moments of confusion,
forgiveness in moments of anger,
and love in all the moments of your life.

All you have to do is know that this is true,
and it will be true for you, right now.

I think that's terrific, don't you?

You already know the reason
that this particular reminder
came to you today...

Love, your Friend ... NDW

Bill C.

torus said...

To friends seen and unseen, I greet you with some nostalgia from the 80's...

"There has to be an invisible sun
That gives its heat to everyone
There has to be an invisible sun
It gives us hope when the whole day's done..."

Forego the transparently provocative "Is Semitism..."

There's only one place on the internet that I wish to post the following. I quote from Sam Keen's 1984 release, The Passionate Life. This book was a Godsend during the painful breakup of a passionate six year relationship to a...freaking gorgeous German/Hungarian nurse, whose legs could stop traffic. :( Brains, beauty, and a compassionate empathy.

"This book will follow in the line of the existential philosophers from Socrates to Heidegger and Marcel who have argued that our primary access to Being, God, or Reality is through the study of our own being. We inevitably read the world-story through the lens of our own autobiography. The human psyche is the gateway to whatever we may know of the beyond. Hence we may know, or trust, that the universe is friendly, only in the measure that we may come to know ourselves as beings who are motivated by the impulse to become lovers.
One of the reasons that most studies of love are so unenlightening is because they attempt to discover a single meaning of love or sexuality....

I invite you into a story
a life map
a moving picture
a developmental psychology
a symphonic progression
an exploration of the postures of love
a journey, an odyssey, an amorous pilgrimage. "

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up now-

The Deeper that Sorrow Carves into your Being, the More Joy you can Contain.

Anonymous said...

Meanwhile, back to the future! Take it away Al Sharpton VIII



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