My friend Renée sent me some of these links the other day. All kidding aside, some of these toys are kinda discomforting. Consider how every extreme oppressive society in history has left behind detailed blueprints noting that once they control the minds of the youth, your children will be theirs and no longer yours…

Here are the links. Should the products still be available, you’ll need to read the descriptions to really appreciate…

conditioning children to accept digital 1’s and 0’s as money

more cashless society training

ready to take on those pesky first amendment protesters [sold out]

now you can round them up and toss them in the back of the van

certified training on how to be a good police-state nazi [out of stock]

this one is awesome. he kicks down brown people’s doors

then this mean-lookin guy comes and kills those pesky civilians [sold out]

good thing this guy’s ready in case the enemy uses the chemicals we sold them

but mommy, i just wanna be a slut when i grow up [sold out]

Unfortunately, due to the strict policies of incrementalism, the Abu-Gharib Scary Interrogator™, the Gitmo Torture-Doctor Joe™, the Blackwater Drunk Assassin™, and the Dyncorp Child Rapist™ action figures will not be available until next Christmas. However, you shoppers please don’t despair, because inside sources tell us that the Hannah Montana My-First Dildo™ (glitter and sparkle models limited edition run) may be in stores as early as this spring!

*Addendum 1: playing Gestapo (oops, I meant TSA) can be fun
[includes mail-in form for personalized “License to Steal” certificate]

*Addendum 2: playing Gestapo (oops, I meant TSA) is also not gender-biased
[Anal Cavity Search Kit and Public Humiliation Manual sold separately]

“People get what they deserve. Time is round and space is curved. Honey have you got the nerve? To be Queen Elvis?”

The above words are not my own, but those of Robyn Hitchcock. They’ve been imprinted deep within the recesses of my mind ever since I heard what I consider his seminal masterpiece, Eye. At some point, I may dedicate an entire article to those words, that album and the I/eye metaphor, but for now I want to focus on another theme that’s being pushed into the public mind as of late, tentacles:

As if the opening lyrics weren’t illuminating enough, the following from “Clean Steve” (same album), is what inspired/guided me to undertake this present article:

and [he] pointed at the sun
‘there’s tentacles between our worlds,’
he said, ‘so i believe’
i said, ‘the man next door’s best friend
was making videos with clean steve’

The first time I noticed the tentacle theme may be a meme was through the realm of synchromysticism. I had watched The Mist (per Dedroidify’s recommendation), which features a dimensional rift and resulting tentacles in our world. [IMO: worth a view.] A few weeks later, I watched the new Futurama movie, The Beast with a Billion Backs, which is a about a dimensional rift and resulting tentacles. What did Clean Steve say about “tentacles between our worlds?”

Since then, Michael at Hidden Agendas has done an exhaustive investigation into the Futurama movie: SATURNday Synch Winks: Futurama Beastie (Part 1), Part 2 and gone on to write TENtacle Age: Quick Spots. On my end of the Atlanticle, I’ve been pondering where else these themes are being introduced. I thought of the dimension rift in Southland Tales, but that piece of neuro-linguistic programming (also present day social commentary) will require a review of its own. [Plus, I don’t recall seeing any tentacles in it.]

One synch I’d like to add is from Futurama BBB to The Matrix is how in the former, the “octopus god” (Yivo, sounds like “evil”) plugs into the back of people’s necks. The latter movie also feature octopus-like machines (oddly enough, named Sentinels, which should make sense soon) and plenty of them.

I haven’t seen Pirates of the Carribean: Dead Man’s Chest (partly out of my growing aversion to the Disney Mind-Contol Machine, and partly out of not wanting to see anything promoting those Hollywood-glamourized thugs we call Pirates, aka Men of Fire, aka The Queen’s Unofficial Navy). But, I will note the movie features a giant octopus (hence, tentacles) referred to as the Kraken (more on that later), a half-man half-octopus villain (more tentacles) and Keira Knightley.

Now that I’ve mentioned a “Queen” for a second time, I have to add that I found another tentacle reference in yet another Hitchcock song, “Victorian Squid” (which synchs with an odd Victorian painting I discovered on Boing-Boing):

There’s old H.G. Wells, lying in bed
With his new housekeeper with, hot squid by their side
Glowing with pride, flushed with exhaustion

That does seem overtly sexual. Another tentacle that directed me and my attention closer to the octopus, was one from my forthcoming blog about condoms. [Soon, soon.] What do tentacles have to do with “rape” I wondered? The answer: plenty!

Well, apparently (new to me) there is a whole genre of tentacle porn out there in the hentai arena. How popular is it? I honestly don’t know. Though, the number of Google results, would indicate significance. What I’ve gathered so far is that rape is a central theme and that the victims are often portrayed as preteen girls. A description from one such site catering to fans of the genre:

It’s a world of unstoppable lust and uncontrollable orgasms that’s waiting for you here, in the realm of tentacle monsters! Extremely cute and fragile looking hentai girls are taken by frightening tentacle monsters. Their snake-like limbs slide over babes’ young bodies and invade all of their orifices at a time bringing unbelievably intense sensations. Don’t miss out on the chance to see this tentacle hentai frenzy!

P.S. It was difficult enough to weed through and narrow down the option of images to include here. I have no intention of turning this site into Gosporn, but included a male image, just for balance. ;-)

The aforementioned synchs combined to serve as the proper mnemonic to help me recall a fascinating mythology from my youth; the multiverse created by Michael Moorcock (the Elric of Melnibone series). One facet of Moorecock’s mythos I found particularly appealing, is that the Gods were not reduced to Good or Evil, but into camps of Law or Chaos. The Gods of Law used a single amber arrow as their symbol; the Lords of Chaos chose an eight arrowed insignia.

Above is (1) the Chaos Shield (a device that offers immunity from physical attacks from outer world beings), featuring the symbol, (2) a tattoo of same (an example of how memes are propagated, whether consciously or not) {*1}, and (3) a synch with the Hindu mythology, I believe related to the ancient Sanskirt Ramayan. [Anyone better versed on topic, please comment.]

The synch between the 8 rays of chaos and the 8 arms of the octopus should be self-evident. 8 X 8 = 64, which equals the number of squares on the chess board; the plane where the forces of light/dark (alternately, chaos/law) battle with their minds (¿for control of the mind?). Additional potential sychs from an on-topic excerpt from the Stormbringer volume (the final of six):

A return to the Isle of the Purple Towns, the allies last stronghold, and a pledge from Elric to bring about his fated purpose, or die in the attempt. “Sad Giants Shield. Thirteen times, the steps to the sad giant’s lair; and the Chaos Shield lies there. Seven time seven are the elder trees. Twelve times twelve warriors he sees, but the Chaos Shield lies there.”

Man’s role, on his plane of existence, was to maintain a balance between the Gods, because there was no place for man in a world where either side established supremacy. Were the Chaos lords to win, man would dissolve into the ever-changing swirling chaos; there would be no permanent matter. Absolute Law offered no respite, as men of free will, ultimately, cannot co-exist with perfect order. [¿As would be the case in a/the New World Order?]

So, aside from the synchs already covered, what does the above have to do with tentacles? Well, in the final book, when Elric has to fulfill his destiny, he battles the Chaos Fleet of the Chaos Lord Pyaray. One of the portents signaling the end of the Melnibonean world is the ascent of the Chaos Fleet to the surface.

A passage from Deities & Demigods (Yes, I own a Dungeons & Dragons book. I know this may negatively affect my coupling probabilities, but has “blogging” really helped anyone get laid? Anyone?):

This terrible being is the Lord of the Ocean Abysses. He appears as a huge blood red octopus with a pulsing blue gem fixed atop his head. [Anyone familiar with Roy G. Biv can deduce that blue + red = purple.] Pyaray commands the Chaos fleet, a flotilla of sunken ships manned by undead sailors.

Those unfamiliar with Moorecock, may be familiar with the Call of Cthulhu mythos created by H.P. Lovecraft. The centerpiece of this mythology is an elder cephalopodish god, who lies asleep in the abyss, awaiting for the end times to come, so he can fulfill his role in bringing about the end of man. {*2}

Found a educational synchromystic piece from Live from the Logosphere entitled, Reptilian Brain, Cthulhu, Neptune, Andromeda and the Beast of Revelations. Regarding Cthulhu, he writes:

The story is about a beast that resides at the bottom of the ocean who settled the young earth to control it. Predating any living things in the universe and high priest of reptoid monsters called “the great old ones”. Lovecraft seemed to dig into the deepest of unsettling poetic images in our unconscious minds ( the sea/abyss) and created the greatest horrible monster imaginable. So unimaginable it can only be described by statues made after seeing its shocking image.

Going to Deities & Demigods again (Argh! In case anyone missed it the first time. So, what is the numeric representation for slightly less than next to nil???):

In his house in R’lyeh Cthulhu waits dreaming. R’leyh is a great sunken city of non-Euclidian geometry hidden somewhere beneath the ocean. So bizarre is its construction that anyone entering the city (which occasionally rises above the waves) must make saving throws [at +4] against fear and insanity. Cthulhu lies in a huge stone structure sealed with the Elder Sign. If the seal is broken and the god released, everyone (and/or everything) in a radius of 100 miles must make a saving throw against death or go insane. This insanity lasts a number of months equal to the creature’s intelligence.

Intelligence! So, the more intelligent one is, the more difficult it is for them to process the nebulous thoughts demanded by exposure to the complexities of what constitutes sanity and reality? Hence, would those pulled into the world of let’s say, “tentacle porn,” should they be of lower intelligence, simply appreciate it at its basest level (and have a “wank” or whatnot), while those damned to think, have to consider the degenerative effects on the human spirit? As for thought itself, I think I’m starting to understand Illuminatimatrix‘s assertion that “thoughts are always lies” (not for everyone). Note to self: watch more football! {*3}

From this base level, I think I can answer one of Hidden Agenda’s questions regarding the preponderance of purple and pink in the new Futurama movie. Purple, represented by the tentacles, is the phallus in its rigid throbbing state, ready to inseminate. Pink is the color associated with Victoria’s secret place. I could expand, but it is not my intent to turn this blog into Penthouse Letters. The two images below (after Frye’s realization the tentacled one is coupling with him, combined with our exposure to tentacle porn), speak thousands of words I now don’t have to:

I have few regrets in life, and over time, I find I have less and less. One had been that when I went to see Robyn Hitchcock play at some small theater, I (out of my own programming) brought a date along, so rather then going to quaint watering hole down the street afterwards, we went to her house (likely, led by one of my own tentacles). A friend (who I’d have joined) informed me that Robyn showed up, and sat at their table. Always rued missing the opportunity to speak with him one to one (or, eye to eye). Hmm, perhaps it is time I drop this regret too, cause as one of the fans on Glass Hotel (a Hitchcock tribute site) said: “Robyn’s my favorite musician: I think he must be an Octopus in disguise.”

Now, this is where things start to get really weird [so hard to say that with a straight face]. I found an article entitled Mandy Morbid: Cthulhu is my copilot on some adult video review site. Normally, I wouldn’t sponsor/endorse such by linking to, but the article is unreal to such an extent, I fear that some may not believe me. That all said, now try and absorb this:

Tentacular Canadian Mandy Morbid is visited by the chief of The Old Ones in a new video on her site, shot like it’s Abraham Zapruder‘s student film from Miskatonic University.

“It’s more hot than gross,” claims director Zak Sabbath, but you be the judge. The tentacles were upholstered with a series of black condoms and their issue, Sabbath said, “is a proprietary substance.”

Morbid needn’t feel ashamed about the attack. It’s not like she was asking for it, even sleeping in the provocative way she was; when the tentacles come, there is nothing you can do.

Can a rock not be turned over without finding a Jew under it??? This 1% of the US population, dare I say, has a tentacular propensity to turn up everywhere. It’s already beyond debate (didn’t need the “Sabbath” reminder), that the American porno industry is completely dominated by Jews. Black robed judges stem from the Saturnalian Cult, that is now Judaism. But, what are the statistical odds of the one person to film the Kennedy assassination being Jewish? {*4}

Per the last link: “Zapruder, the reluctant [?] videographer, had caught the assassination on film, including the horrific shot in which the President’s head explodes in a bloody mist of pink and gore.” Pink vaginas for insemination. Our pink brains ripe for the insemination of propaganda?

The tentacles seem to pop up everywhere. As Earth-president Nixon synchs (Futurama BBB): “The tentacles are coming toward Earth and there’s no stopping it. King Kong is too old to save us this time!”

Aside from the Nixon synch, the image on the right, in lieu of the pending 2008 Presidential [s]election, seems quite ominous. Perhaps Cthulhu wil raise the sceptre of his candid-a-sea in 2012? Or, will he elect instead to control the mind of Arnold Schwarzenegger (etymologically: the eagle power hatched from the black egg) and remain behind the scenes? As for the image on the left, any student (as in one who’s actually studied history instead of had it implanted via indoctrination), the only arguable point could be which way the British connection runs.

Jewish Institute for National Security Affairs (JINSA): Founded in 1976 by Jewish neocons Richard Perle & Eliot Abrams. Its mission is to promote US aid to Israel with military hardware. JINSA has its Jewish tentacles everywhere including the US Department of Defense.

JINSA has a formidable array of Washington power players on its rolls. Prior to Bush’s Presidency, JINSA’s Board of Advisers included Dick Cheney, Elliot Abrams (now the Deputy National Security Advisor for Global Democracy Strategy), John Bolton (now Under Secretary of State for Arms Control) and Douglas Feith, who was Bush’s third highest ranking executive in the Pentagon.

I now include the opening and closing stanzas from a poem by Lord Alfred Tennyson (another faithful servant of the Queen), which he chose to entitle “The Kraken.” Perhaps, Tennyson is a Lord of Law? Read “Loxley Hall” for enlightenment on “the purple twilight” and his hopes for this order where “the kindly earth shall slumber, lapt in universal law.” [¿I’ll assume again, men of free will, won’t fit in such?]

Below the thunders of the upper deep,
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee

There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge sea-worms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.

I found the poem on the-emperor.org, which addresses the surfacing of the meme. The site is definitely worth a read and a pretty good place for all things Cluthlu. So, now we have also synched with Clash of the Titans, Knightly personas, the KK sygil, British Zionism, two cocks, infinite phalli, the MM sygil, possibly The Titanic (¿more souls for Pyaray’s/Cthulhu’s army?) and what else? The synchromystic cephalopod does indeed have many tentacles. I can’t help but note that Danny Casolaro was suicided (i.e., murdered) while researching and writing about The Octopus.

The tentacle Meme goes back some time, and apparently [see image], leads to subconscious repetition. Robyn Hitchcock’s biggest influence Syd Barrett, had a song name “Octopus,” and was commemorated with Octopus: The Best of Syd Barrett. Radio / television programming is pushing it further and further into our minds. Hoping to turn fiction into reality? Even the Beatles got in on the act with with the innocuous sounding “Octopus Garden:”

I’d like to be, under the sea, in an octopus’ garden in the shade
He’d let us in, knows where we’ve been, in his octopus’ garden, in the shade.

I’d ask my friends to come and see, an octopus’ garden with me
We would be warm, below the storm, in our little hideaway beneath the waves

We would sing and dance around, because we know we can’t be found
We would shout and swim about. The coral that lies beneath the waves
Oh what joy for every girl and boy, knowing they’re happy and they’re safe

Sounds like a wonderful place to be, doesn’t it? But, seeing that the Queen’s invasion troops, the Beatles, were sent here to expand the market for her drug distribution empire, and as per blog I am writing in synch, expand H.G. Well’s idea of “free love.” I’ll remain leery of how wonderful a place Cthulhu’s garden might be. My programming leans more towards Hitchcock (from “Devil’s Radio”):

Evil. Its tentacles are bland. It’s like a weevil. It burrows through the land. And everybody smiles. Everybody smiles
We was listening. We was listening to the Devil’s radio. And it went na na na na na na.

I had contemplated the effects of music on an unprotected psyche, in another “crazy” blog. Devil’s Radio? I like it! What else did I find? More proof that the tentacle rape/sex theme, was not lacking in Futurama BBB. The tentacle god, at the end, breaks up with [literally] everyone and chooses Colleen as his mate. She was the character who could not be satisfied by one man, keeping many live-in lovers.

Note the V so blatant in almost every shot of Colleen through the movie, pointing to her Vulva/Vagina. Her name, could be broken down into the Saturnian double EL sygil, leaving Con (which could imply a scam or tie back to the Cohn/Cohen serpent line I’ve heard Michael Tsarion discuss). One could go so far as to break down evil by removing the feminine (vagina) and the masculine (the phallic i), leaving us with Jordan Maxwell’s true “Lord of the Rings,” Saturn (i.e., el). But, enough!

Looking into Cthulhu’s realm, sometimes felt as if dancing on the brink of sanity. The Tentacle Rape pornography is one of those things, which sometimes, is best left undiscovered. [Hence, my apologies to those who I’ve now introduced.] Demonstrating for one of my incredulous friends, we went online to see just how much of it was out there. The answer: a lot. One “game” we found allowed you to be the Octopus and “rape” your victim. I took us a while to figure out why we weren’t “scoring” so well; the more you made the child cry, the more points you accumulated! Proceed at your own mental peril. Even Mr. Hitchcock warned of Clean Steve: “They don’t come any dirtier than him.”

Oddly, one of the more terrifying/fantastic creatures that my mind remembers from Dungeons & Dragons is the Mind Flayer. These creatures were humanoids with an octopus-like head, that attacked the mind before the body. Turning to the Monster Manual, we find this excerpt:

They are greatly evil and consider the bulk of humanity (and its kin) as cattle [¿goyim?] to feed upon. Its more feared attack mode, however, is the mind blast of psionic power. Mind flayers have the following psionic abilities: Willpower Drain, Domination, Telepathy, ESP, Proto Dimension, Dimension Walk.

These monsters speak only their own arcane language and several other weird tongues — purportedly those of terrible races of things which dwell in regions of the subterranean world far deeper than mankind has ever ventured. It is also rumored that these monsters have a city somewhere deep beneath the earth. {*5}

Its skin color is a nauseous mauve, its tentacles being a purplish black. A mind flayer’s eyes are dead white, no pupil being evident.

Since that manual came out, they’ve been expanded on and grouped into a class known as Illithids. Another source cited them as having legions of unaware mind-controlled followers on this Earth. These abilities synch with a book I found rather skeptical upon first reading: Subterranean Worlds Inside Earth. The image below does a fairly good job depicting the “mind-flaying” process:

In keeping with the rape theme, anyone’s who’s been subjected to the experience, will tell you the mental impact is far more damaging than the physical. Yet, ever day, we (humanity) en masse willingly subject ourselves to the mind-rape from a vicious mind flayer we dismiss as “the media.” Be it music, movies, television programming or news “coverage” disguised as “reporting,” the rape is of a nontraumatic gradual nature (disguised as entertainment), but the net effects are the same. We are being shaped, from the person we could be, to the person our predator wishes us to become. We need our own version of the Chaos Shield. [Maybe Hidden Agendas was onto something with that “symbol shield” phrase!]

As my new logo implies (note the shield too), I had to undertake this adventure, in order to understand this new wizardry. While we may choose to stay out of Cthulhu’s realm, the media is intent on bringing it to us. {*6} I’ve made my journey and I think I made my saving throw. I’ll be fine. I think. I am.

*1: I find the tattoo “explosion” disturbing considering that most people who opt for tattoos, select a symbol they’ve never properly researched. As an older biker lamented to me once: “Back then, tattoos were a sign of nonconformity and rebellion. Now, everyone’s getting them. It’s conformity. It’s fuckin fashion!” I’ll resist the now requisite “tramp stamp” at 16/18 phenomenon, and devote some space/time to the mindless inking of peace, dove and love symbols [hopefully, soon]. [LB]

*2: As I previously expressed, be ware of anyone with a double initial preceding their name. So, we have H.P. Lovecraft. [¿Loves the craft?] Before this is over, H.G. Wells will get another mention. Lastly, some of the imagery conjures up H.R. Geiger’s artwork. [LB]

*3: A mind-fuck worth considering: the day the population was convinced/programmed that intelligence was something quantifiable and could be measured with a number (IQ). Honestly, as if such a thing could be calculated. The joke is that it’s kind of like a [on-topic] penis measurement or annual salary. Something you know, but tend to not talk about openly, for fear someone nearby might top you. Most Mensa members I’ve met, excel at regurgitation, but are sorely lacking in the critical thinking department. [LB]

*4: While looking into Miskatonic University, I somehow came across a page talking about a game called “JFK Reloaded,” which was released on the 41st anniversary (synchs with 14/41 from last blog), and the point was to assassinate JFK. I tried to find out who was responsible for said game, but other than “Traffic Games, a division of Traffic Software, in Scotland,” I found absolutely nothing. What kind of software company doesn’t have a website? Try it yourself. As the Venture Brothers might say, “We have a mystery!” Worth a mention: Mary Moorman was standing opposite Zapruder, when she captured her shot of the assassination of another MM‘s infamous lover. [LB]

*5: Since we’re synching back to Hollow Earth, will note that H.G. Well’s book on the topic is being remade into another soon to be released disinformation vehicle. Also saw that the “old boy from San Anselmo” is still at it [disinformation], franchising an Indiana Jones and the Hollow Earth book (written by a Max McCoy). Speaking of mind-fucks / predictive-programming, the recent Indiana Jones and Crystal Skulls was a sickening display of all phrases contained within this footnote. [LB]

*6: This article was sprouting a new tentacle as soon as I got done chopping one off. Ending it was a challenge. But, I do have to include that tonight as I was writing this out on the back patio, a friend called me in: “You’ve got to see this.” There was a documentary on about this little girl born in India, with 4 legs and 4 arms. Yes, really.

And today (post-publication), I see the above synchronystic image posted on the Alex Jones Infowars site. How “insane!” [¿Thoth = Truth?] See Cthulhu Chronicle #14: The Scroll of Thoth. Hitchcock (the line following opening stanzas from Clean Steve): “You could have knocked him [¡me!] down with a feather!” Finally, an “interesting” find/synch called The Death of Journalism and the Rise of Octopus Porn. [LB]

I literally stumbled across the 3000 number while looking for stories on the 3000 children missing from the alleged pedophile network known as the state of Florida’s Department of Children and Families (DCF); similar to Child Protection Services (CPS) in other states across the USA. Some prior thoughts on the 3000 number came up while looking at Tarantino and a few more while contemplating Polygamy.

I had been meaning to explore the issue since, because the initial analysis of the number revealed it to resonate/sync heavily with ritual human sacrifice. One day, I made some really interesting related discoveries {*1} The correlation below, would definitely over-qualify as “interesting,” so let’s call it (ridiculously) staggering:

(1) In 519 BC, King Darius of Persia had a situation on his hands. There was a ruler in Babylon, who dared to call himself Nebuchadnezzar [coincidentally, his name had been “Arakha”]. {*2} This could not be tolerated. On the 22nd day of Varkahnza (a month), Darius had 3000 of the leading citizens of Babylon crucified and deposed Arakha. The historical record is carved into the Behistun Inscription in Iran, which is 22 feet across and has 515 [i.e., 11] lines of text carved into the rock.

(2) In 2001, those who consider themselves rulers of the United States (America) sacrificed approximately 3000 of its citizens by bringing down the World Trade Centers. Two years later, an army was sent into Babylon (Iraq, which is intersected by the 33rd parallel) under the quise of revenge for 9/11, to depose Saddam Hussein, who was daring to call himself the reincarnation of Nebuchadnezzar.

Looking elsewhere into the historical record, I learned that in 409 BC [i.e., 13], the Battle of Himera took place. Hannibal Mago’s Carthaginians took on the Ionian Greeks of Himera in Sicily. The Greeks gained the initial advantage, and the Carthaginians lost 6000 troops in the battle. However, Hannibal launched a counter-attack, killing 3000 Greeks and securing victory. After the battle, Hannibal, for some reason, felt the need to sacrifice 3000 Greek prisoners.

We have the infamous Moses story, commonly known as “the exodus;” which Ralph Ellis, Sigmund Freud, Ahmed Osman and Michael Tsarion have written of, and written off, as a fable crafted to cover the tracks of Amenhotep IV, and his lunatic solar followers getting kicked out of Egypt. After Moses goes to the mountain to talk to God [because God lives up in the mountains, everybody knows that], he comes back and find his followers worshiping the bull. To an analytical mind, it should seem fairly remarkable, to say the least, that a bunch of “slaves” had enough gold on them to melt down and make a near life size bull.

A bit distraught over the situation Aknenaton (aka Amenhotep IV), I mean Moses, sought a remedy: “All the Levites rallied to Moses, and at his instruction killed 3,000 people, including brother, neighbor, and kin.” [Exodus 32:27–29] The Moses angle produces some rather odd random [modern] syncs:

• “3,000 is Just the Beginning (Moses Lake, WA): Frank Hanzlik, managing director of the Wi-Fi Alliance, thinks it’s a happy accident that the 3,000th product the industry group has certified for interoperability just happens to be a Wi-Fi/cellular phone from Motorola (the multi-mode Motorola A910).” [i.e., A is 1, hence 191 … 911]

• “Modern-day Moses faces jail for swindling churchgoers out of £3.2million: Mangena posed as a City trader to convince them to invest in a bogus spread-betting formula. Southwark Crown Court heard that, along with two accomplices, he promised profits of up to 3,000 per cent in six months.”

If you’ve had enough of the Moses Lake syncs, and want to get the hell out of this “happily-accidental” town, don’t forget to fill up at the Exxon gas station at 3000 Broadway in Moses Lake on your way out [¿does the place not look suspiciously like Manhattan, i.e., the Isle of Aten, aka the Isle of Moses?]. HOLY SHIT! Pause and think about this one for a second. Broadway intersects this “isle” diagonally also. Eureka! What a fortunate “accident” this sync has been! {*3} Uncanny!

Looking further into the Biblical narrative we find the story of Samson. Note the child in the above image. Why is she even in the drawing? Everything, from her placement, to her expression, to the accidental conjectures that take place when one draws parallel lines from various perspectives, just seems “wrong.”

Samson kills 3,000 men and women and commits suicide: Then Samson reached toward the two central pillars on which the temple stood. Bracing himself against them, his right hand on the one and his left hand on the other, Samson said, “Let me die with the Philistines!” Then he pushed with all his might, and down came the temple on the rulers and all the people in it. Thus he killed many more when he died than while he lived.

As I stated at the beginning, I think there’s much more at play here than the 3000 number. From a numerological perspective, zeroes are superfluous. I already mentioned 300 as an important player [and that I’ll come back to], but I found a very telling addendum within the Samson legend:

“Each major victory was initiated by Samson’s foolishness. Each involved some form of deceit. God was involved in the process all along. They all specify a multiple of 3 in the act of revenge (30, 300, 3000).”

Now I think I have framed the proper context to look at another “random” site I came across. Have any of you ever heard of the 3000 Club?

“The 3,000 Club is an exciting group of members that are rescuing 30 million pounds of fresh fruits and vegetables from being thrown away every year. We need at least 3,000 businesses/people who will help stop nutritional foods from going to waste and make them available to thousands of hungry children in America.” The website also adds: “OVER 3 MILLION CHILDREN GO TO BED HUNGRY”

As I said at the beginning, the whole reason I found the 3000 number in the first place is because I was looking for stories about missing children. Combining the two search terms produces an overwhelming number of stories; enough to make even the most hardened of believers question if we are beyond coincidence: {*4}

• “Everyday in the United States, 3,000 children are reported missing.”

• “Currently there are more than 1,300 open juvenile cases in Wayne County (MI), where approximately 3,000 children were reported missing in 2002“

• “More than 3,000 children go missing each year in Hawai‘i, said Lieutenant Governor Aiona, on Missing Children’s Day in Hawai.”

• “Children still prey to abduction, abuse (Uganda): Some 3,000 children were abducted from their homes in the last year alone.”

• “3,000 children missing in Gujarat: Scrutiny of records shows that Gujarat’s children go missing while going or coming from school or playing near their home or in crowds at marriages or religious processions.

• “Wal-Mart created its Missing Children’s Network, partnering with NCMEC to create bulletin boards with photos of missing children in all of their 3,000+ Wal-Marts and Sam’s Clubs.”

The number of Wal-Marts may seem incidental, but we’re just getting started. In the center image below, DCS3000 is a surveillance tool used by the FBI. The FBI is intimately linked with the idea of missing children. Up until the infamous Lindbergh case, and the predictable public outrage, the FBI had no federal mandate to act as an interstate police force. Problem. Reaction. Solution. To this day [80 years since mandate], the FBI still has no database to track missing children. Do note the owl.

As I said in the earlier piece on the subject [prior thoughts], this is just the tip of the iceberg [¿sync-berg?]. From missing children, we move on to the topic of injured, dead or otherwise traumatized children (be it intentional or accidental):

• “Almost 3,000 children in eastern China have now been infected by the deadly Enterovirus 71 (EV71) intestinal virus, according to state-run media.”

• “Hurricane Katrina and the ensuing floods and chaos have caused over 3,000 children to be displaced throughout the United States.”

• USA: “Nearly 3,000 children a year have an illness that can damage the heart and coronary arteries known as Kawasaki disease. Most of these children are 5 years old and under.”

• Tallahasee, FL: “DCF said about 3,000 children become available for adoption every year, when courts sever ties to their birth parents due to abuse, neglect or abandonment.”

• “3,000 children were given unlicensed anti-psychotic drugs despite safety fears” [¡this one is definitely intentional!]

• “According to the National Safety Council, nearly 3,000 children in the U.S. die each year from unintentional injuries at home, while more than 3 million children are treated annually in emergency rooms.”

Occasionally, I’d run into a headline that mandated my pausing and exclaiming “WTF,” like this one: “3,000 Toddlers Per Year Injured by TVs Tipping Over.” Oh, how ironic? Not to be glib, but isn’t smashing a child over the head with a television a kinder process than the slow, but sure, one of subjecting their mind to years of deleterious exposure [a toddler shouldn’t even be in visual range of a television]?

But, it distracts the mind from the more relative stories, like the aforementioned one about the number of starving children, or perhaps the following sync-trail:

Yes, malaria is a genuine problem, and there are good groups out there who are behind sending mosquito nets to Africa to address it. However, their agenda, like all good agendas, eventually gets hijacked by globalists [i.e., the real mafia]. The following headline demonstrates exactly what I’m talking about. Am including separately, as it (a) infuriates me, and (b) contains syncs o plenty:

Malaria is alive and well and killing more than 3000 African children every day [WHO press release number 33]: “Malaria kills an African child every 30 seconds, and remains one of the most important threats to the health of pregnant women and their newborns,” said Carol Bellamy, Executive Director of UNICEF. Comprehensive strategic plans to tackle malaria have been developed in more than 30 endemic African countries and significant additional resources secured to implement these plans from the new Global Fund to fight AIDS, Tuberculosis and Malaria.

The reason it grates me is because it is bunk. First, they hijack the efforts of good people (mosquito nets) by tying AIDS and TB to it. Then, they start talking about vaccinations, and funding pharmaceutical R&D. Excuse me: every day in this world, roughly 1800 (number supplied by a Eugenics organization called the United Nations) to 30,100 children die of hunger [the median is 16,000; regardless, even one is too many]. Africa, of course, is one area most heavily affected.

So, what are groups like UNICEF, the UN and the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation doing? Sending more vaccinations to Africa. Vaccinations for starving kids? {*5} Why don’t you take your vaccinations and stick them right up your inhumane ass!

I know that I said I would try to stay “mellow” but if I hear one more idiot (yes, IDIOT, as in “you have not a single critical brain cell inside your entire fucking head”) say that “Bill Gates is a humanitarian” one more time … just one more time! He’s a Eugenicist piece of shit, that comes from a long line of Eugenicists. [Hell, he’s not even smart. Microsoft was GIVEN to him. But, I’ll save that for another article.] He is doing exactly what the Eugenicists of the late 1800’s dreamed about. Depopulating resource-rich Africa of Negroes. End of story!

And if you gave a charitable donation to any group that provides vaccinations to Africans, I hope you can sleep at night. Because you are taking part in genocide.

Sometimes, numbers to get picked up by the subconscious mind and without doubt, the meme is propagated by unintentionally [by the propagees, at least]. There is no other rational explanation for most of these:

• “Unilever to Send 3000 Children to America’s National Parks for Unique Summer Learning Experience”

• “Our 3,000-Mile Field Trip: A bus driver’s mission opened the eyes of troubled young students”

• A random book: “Jerusalem 3000: Kids Discover the City of Gold!”

• “Billboards Save Children: OTR Media supported the first 100 billboards, and has made available 3,000 national mobile billboards at cost.”

• And the winner is: “Salt Lake City to import 3,000 gay actors in anticipation of Broadway-style theater”

• “UK: 3,000 Blank Passports and Visas Stolen from Security Van”

The BBC has an online series of games aimed at children going by the Sarah Jayne brand. The latest [more appropriately, the one I happened upon] is called Combat 3000. The game’s objective is to find out why all these children in England have gone “missing.” Oh, and as a bonus, your child (should they play the game) will discover that aliens are behind the kidnappings. Yeay! Another agenda gets served.

By the way, the first image is of an abducted child named Johnny Gosch, who many reasonably suspect is Bush’s “favourite” reporter, Jeff Gannon. The last is of JonBenét Ramsey, who’s murder was very likely ritual sexual molestation and sacrifice. Incidentally, her “case” bears some uncanny similarities to the Lindbergh case [read about it in Dave McGowan’s The Politics of Serial Murder].

What is the old saying? “Women and children first?” Women, do tend to be another highly victimized group in society. Let’s see how the 3000 number applies to them:

• “Walk4Justice Demands Public Inquiry into 3000 Missing Women in Canada”

• “Brice Taylor says that 3,000 women got made into Presidential Sex Slaves per the figure she heard. They are mind control victims.”

• Pakistan: “Last year, more than 3,000 women sought help at a separate network of facilities, the national government’s Benazir Bhutto Women Centers, recently renamed after the late female former prime minister.”

• Guatemala: “On May 1, 2007 [5+1+2+7=15, hence 6], House Resolution 100, sponsored by Representative Hilda Solis, was approved addressing the now over 3,000 killings of women in Guatemala since 2000.”

Sexual violence is a serious issue women have to contend with. Don’t expect your Hillary Clintons or Sarah Palins to actually even think about doing anything about it, as their bosses are likely immersed in it [Clinton’s alleged to be a participant, Palin a victim]. The only one I know of that tried was Cynthia McKinney, and that is precisely why she’s not in office anymore [see Human Trafficking].

• “Even today, sexual attacks continue in Sierra Leone. UNICEF protection officer Donald Shaw estimates that 3,000 cases of sexual abuse occur in a year, often committed by family members or friends.”

• Argentina: “Since 2002, the Hospital Alvarez program has treated more than 130 rape victims. The hospital decide[d] to train city health representatives to use a questionnaire to detect instances of physical, verbal or sexual violence. The result was that 33 percent of more than 3,000 women interviewed were discovered to be experiencing [sic] domestic violence.”

• Vancouver Rape Relief Centre: “The coalition assisted 3,000 women last year in B.C. and in Vancouver alone, it received more than 600 crisis calls.”

• America [world social engineering headquarters]: “In a college study of 3,000 women, 75 per cent of those who had experienced what is the legal definition of rape, did not know that they had been raped,” said Dr Judy Pierson, a licensed psychologist with Boston University’s counseling center.

OH, PLEASE Miss Pierson! 3 out of 4! Are you f’n kidding me? Please don’t squeeze your agenda into a very sensitive situation. There are networks out there that seek out women and children, yet all you try to do is justify the label you affix to your name and further the divide of mistrust between men and women.

What? Fear of ritual sacrifice is yet another tactic used to force ritual genital mutilation on young boys? By hook or by crook, huh? “Cause God needs foreskins.” Really? “Cause your daddy did it!” But, isn’t it natural? “Umm. It’s like, you know, sanitary-like. Cuz like everyone knows that boys like never, like touch, or play with, or wash their penis-thingie. Trust me. I’m like a doctor and stuff.” How utterly f’n insane! But, I’ve already written on the topic. And, written on it.

Back to the task at hand, the one of sorting through articles. It [the task] became less of a tasks of finding, and more of a monumental one of filtering. Below, are ones that, for lack of better words, are just plain weird:

• “Fundamentalist Theatre 3000 BC: Bibleman – A Fight For Faith. Two kids are quickly abducted from a Christian summer camp, lured inside the machine, and converted into atheists by the virtual world’s subpar 3D graphics and random buzzing CGI bees … somehow.”

• “3,000 Children’s Bibles for Persecuted Churches” & related “the militants repeatedly struck the pastor, with an iron rod and accused him of forcibly converting villagers to Christianity. They also robbed him of 3000 Rupees.”

• “PROTECT [a child safety advocacy group] was joined by two Virginia groups today in calling on the Virginia General Assembly to take immediate action in response to over 3,000 registered sex offenders who have gone AWOL.”

• “Paul Mones, who has studied parricide and is the author of When a Child Kills, said about 300 children kill their parents each year in the United States. About 3,000 parents kill their children each year.”

• The Department of Children and Families purchased 2,961 [¡almost 3000!] HP PhotoSmart 320xi devices to equip every field worker with a digital camera. It also bought 300 HP PhotoSmart 130xi printers for the field offices to enable fast printing of images directly from the cameras.”

And then, I had to pause, because I came across yet another piece of stinking shite aimed squarely at the noggins of brainwashed masses. Monkeys must fling poo:

300 U.S. children drown in pools annually, safety a must: There are around 300 children who are 5 or younger that drown every year in a swimming pool and there are more than 3,000 who are injured in near-drowning in swimming pools. In 2002-2004 the average was 267 a year according to a new report by the U.S. Consumer Product Safety Commission. 33% of the pool related injuries occurred at the pool of a friend or relative.

There’s already a major movement in the United States, starting in California (the birthing ground for many of America’s Orwellian legislations), to require all pools to have child safety fences. In Australia, another country [and another crown colony] whose citizenry are seeing the fence of fascism spring up higher and higher about them every day, all states and territories have pool fence laws.

I’ll just keep it simple. It is not about protecting kids. That’s the “feel-good” fluff used to sell tyranny to idiots. Even people with no kids have to put these stupid ugly fences up. It’s about giving the state ultimate power into what you do with your life. It’s about giving the police one more reason to come into your back-yard. And if it helps beat down that pesky middle-class further [by heaping even more indirect taxes on them, exactly what such measures do], well, that’s just a globalist sugar. Would you also like some creme with your tea Queen Elizabeth?

Can’t talk about kids without mentioning Disney. Well their latest little trio of Satan’s favourite cocksuckers, aka the Jonas Brothers, aka their latest assault of the minds of children, another truncheon used to beat down their creative spirit, have a song called “Year 3000.” Contains the Aquarian-heavy line, “I’ve been to the year 3000. Not much has changed but they lived under water.” Oh, yes, they’re a Christian band. Ha! Yes, they write their own music. Stop it, you’re killing me.

Actually, I don’t think the Jonas trio have ever come near Satan’s cock. I’m just trying to keep the spirit of the great Bill Hicks alive. The “brothers,” like pretty much every other teen sensation before them, are likely deeply traumatized mind-control robots (at best), and occasional sexual playthings of the sick and powerful. The closest they’ve probably come to actually tasting Satan’s jism, is the happily accidental after-taste they’re lucky enough to get from a sweaty session with a mid-level minion like Michael Eisner or David Rockefeller.

Anyway, I think I’ve made my point. Anyone who thinks that I am building a case based on nothing but “coincidence,” should stop reading this article immediately. Quick: check to see if Oprah is on, and pray she has Dr. Phil as a quest. He is much more adroit at dismissing the obvious than I could ever hope to be. For the rest of you now pondering the deeper significance of the number, I have just a few more:

• “Why Serbian Prime Minister Kostunica play[s] with dead Albanian’s: 3,000 missing in Kosova” [more propaganda poo]

• “This month marks the 30th anniversary of Operation Babylift, the airlifting of almost 3,000 orphaned children out of Vietnam before the fall.”

• Mail Online: “More than 3,000 Asian children vanishing from school and forced into arranged marriages“

• “3,000 women and children were rescued after being abducted and sold into slavery in Southern China during the past two years.”

• The Independent (London): “Almost 3,000 children now held in custody”

• Sichuan Province: “3,000 Dead, 900 Kids Buried in China Quake”

• Some misguided pro-war nitwit writes in his blog: “3,000 bodies exhumed at Iraqi mass grave. 3,000 Americans exhumed in New York.”

Going back to the 300 number, in the Sumerian creation mythology, there were 600 Annunaki (gods). 300 were given dominion of the heavens and 300 were given dominion over the earth (as above, so below). The 300 who were given dominion over the Earth are the ones I will choose to focus on for the moment.

Through no coincidence, we are expected to believe that 300 Spartans somehow held back a Persian army of roughly a million men (some estimates range as high as five million). Historians have argued the number of Greeks was closer to 3000 [giving us a 10:1 ratio of Spartans to Greeks]. In the past few years, that number now approaches 7,000. Give it ten more years, it’ll probably hit 30,000.

Regardless, while it is a romantic tale, and the source of much pride for the Greek people, and inspiration to underdogs the world over, common sense should lead one to conclude it either did not happen as we are led to believe, or was purely a ceremonial event involving some kind of played out sacrifice. Lambda, prominently displayed on the Spartan shields is the 11th letter of the Greek alphabet.

The above image of the solo warrior, is that of my father. Yes, he was in the 1962 release of the 300 Spartans, a much better telling of the tale than that last piece of homo-erotic bullshit, 300. I never had a chance to discuss what I write here with him, but I think he would have appreciated this take. He ducked out of the final sequence of the film (excusing himself to go to the bathroom, then leaving the set), because even though the arrows were plastic, they still hurt. He also used the opportunity to “borrow” the uniform and bury it. Archeologists beware!

In more modern history, the British and Dutch East India Companies seeking to extend their Queen’s drug distribution empire around the world, formed the Council of 300 back in 1727. In the early part of the 20th century, that transmogrified into the Committee of 300, who are forging ahead with their plans for what some call a “New World Order.” Whether such a group still “exists” is for conspiracy researchers to debate and press. In a more modern sense, we do have the very real [though the extent of its true power is debatable] Bilderberger Group (started by the Dutch Prince Bernhardt), whose annual number of invitees total 300.

As I pointed out to the Global Reality host during the second call, my synchromystic kettle boiled over while I was researching the Sumerian legend of the Annunaki and read that the Oriental Institute in Chicago was holding a conference on Ancient Sumeria. It mentioned they “were expecting 300 attendees.” {*6} Hell-el-ulia!

What the hell does Mr. 3000 have to do with any of this? It does feature syncmaster Bernie Mac, so I’m sure there’s something there. Bernie, as I discovered while writing Octopi, Phalli, Cubes of Life (II), passed away shortly after The Lion’s Gate (08/08/08), after being depicted standing on the “other side” of the Lion’s Gate in Transformers. His Gemini twin resonant “soul-mate,” Isaac Hayes, passed away shortly after, yet they’ll both be seen again on the screen in the upcoming Soul Brothers, and Bernie in another movie, Old Dogs where he’ll be assigned the responsibility of keeping an eye on a pair of of seven year old twins [7/7].

Taking all these numbers into account, I have come to believe the preponderance of the 3, followed by whatever 10:1 ratio is requisite for the event, is half the picture. If things are to be reflected above, as they are below, then the practitioners of the black arts, would likely resort to the 6 variant, followed by as many zeros as appropriate. Here are some results gathered after only a brief foray:

• “China’s poison milk kills three children and leaves 6000 sick”

• “Over 6000 children and adults attended the Children’s Theater production, The Trial of Goldilocks” [solar resonant]

• “Every day, 6000 children around the world lose a parent because of AIDS”

• India: “More than 6,000 Indian children below the age of five years die every day from malnourishment”

• “6000 North Korean children receive vaccine against Japanese encephalitis”

• “Join others from the Twin Cities area and across Minnesota on September 27, 2008 for the second annual 6,000 Steps for 6,000 Orphans Walk“

The most famous case of the six variant to permeate the public mind is the six million number, as in the number of Jews allegedly killed in the Holocaust. While I won’t engage in gauging the accuracy of the number here, I will point out that (a) the number, for the Brittish Zionists, had to be high, as they were trying to do something religious Jews believe only God had the right to [create the state of Israel] and (b) the story of the holocaust as we’ve been taught it, especially in regards to who was behind it, is a fable, if not outright lie (DO READ THIS).

A little common sense is all one needs. “Qui bono” should be the first question one asks when looking at ANY findings, because the Germans sure as hell didn’t.

The first mention of the Six Million Dead Jews occurred after WWI, when Zionists demanded Germany compensate them for the six million Jews it killed. The second mention was at the end of WWII, just before Nuremberg, as a number tossed out by the World Zionist Congress, long before anyone had even begun to try and count or look for bodies or records. The third was arrived at after WWII was officially over, and has been carved in stone since.

In 1988, as a matter of fact, Auschwitz reduced its official death toll from 4 million, to the three-friendly variant of 1.5 million, but that did not affect the six million number whatsover. Sorry, it’s carved in stone! Uncarving technology does not yet exist. Seriously, if there was nothing to hide, than why are good people around this world spending time in prison for merely questioning the number [¡thought crime!]?

We also have the infamous “Charge of the Light Brigade” written by Afred Lord Tennyson, another one-worlder, and likely, poor excuse for a human being:

‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

The poem is based on a historical event, the Battle of Balaclava fought in the Ukraine in 1854. It also shows a pattern of the British empire’s effort to subjugate the Russians, one they completed in 1917 when they sent in those internationally wanted Zionist criminals from Brooklyn, Lenin and Trotsky, to finish the job. Of the 600 Light Brigaders, 247 [i.e, 13] were killed or wounded. Oh, thank you “Lord” Tennyson, for using your talent with the pen, to romanticize and glorify death and murder for young fools. “Canon fodder?” Isn’t that what you guys call them [us]?

Back to my original topic, should anyone out there become aware of what happened to any of the 3000 children missing from the State of Florida, please contact the Federal Bureau of Investigation in Tallahassee, Florida. They are located in Suite 3000 of the Federal Building. Where the hell else would you expect to find them?

This could go on forever, but just starting to search for some of the variants, as implied by the Samson tale, produced this set of stories (and much more). But first, do make sure to zoom in on the second of the above images.

• “UN: Up to 300,000 dead in 5-year Darfur conflict.”

• “The number of people known to be dead or missing one month after the December 26 earthquake and tsunami neared 300,000 Tuesday”

• BURMA: “Did Cyclone Nargis Kill 300,000 People?”

• “The bell tolled and Nanjing was in grief as nearly 3,000 people gathered in the eastern China city on Wednesday to mourn 300,000 lives lost to the Japanese aggressors 69 years ago.”

• China: “Heavy rain in 3 provinces killed at least 13 people, left 30 missing, forced 30,000 residents to flee and wrecked 10,000 cars.”

• India: “3 Million Dead in Artificial Famine in Bengal”

Please note the most important word in the last of the above headlines, is “artificial“. Artificial as in thought-out pre-meditated and intentional. Some call it the “culling of the herd,” but as I’m falling under the impression that “sacrifice” is the operative word we should focus on. Moving right along…

• “300,000 Cattle Dead in Afghanistan Due to Cold Weather” resonates with previously discovered “How can 3000 goats be sacrificed in a temple?”

• “Despite a spurt in international spending against AIDS, the epidemic will claim more than 3 million lives this year and is threatening the world’s most populous nations, global health authorities warned Tuesday. Spending on prevention and treatment in low and middle income countries grew 30 percent to $6.1 billion in 2004, according to projections by UNAIDS”

• “Houjie Town Offers 30,000 Yuan for Each Dead: The contractors of a three-storey mall, which collapsed on December 1 [hm, 12/1, another 13] in South China’s Dongguan City, have offered an out-of-court deal to compensate each dead in the accident 30,000 yuan.

• “More than 3 million Vietnamese died during the American war, with at least that many wounded. More than 15 million Vietnamese, Cambodians and Laotians became refugees.”

• “POLAND’S HOLOCAUST: 6 MILLION CITIZENS DEAD (3 MILLION CHRISTIANS and 3 MILLION JEWS)” [¡balance!]

I spent a little time looking into the Armenian Genocide, another controversial history subject, because the Turkish, unlike the Germans, are granted the luxury of officially denying it ever happened. I get the feeling there’s a reason that Armenian history, much like the oral lore of the Gypsies, is best left buried (to us idiots at least). Regardless, I found some low figures claiming about 600,000. Some sites argue that it was as high as 1.5 million. The media agreed upon consensus figure is 1.2 million. Why is every single estimate a variant of 3?

The most common set of results I had to try and filter, were stories of how many Americans have died fighting the Iraq “war.” As I have now come to expect, hardly any major stories started appearing asking about the sanity or value of the war, until the “official” number of US dead starting approaching the “magic number:”

At that point, everyone jumps in and speaks their peace. Believe me, I am not trying to belittle the efforts of good minded people, who have the betterment of mankind at heart. Am just sick of our controllers manipulating so many of these people to serve their agenda. Code Pink is a case in point. And yes, their members did get brutalized at the recent Democratic convention.

But, what about the number of Dead Iraqis? Officially numbered at 300,000, the USA is being forced to revisit those figures and revise them closer to 600,000. Other international sources are putting those figures at 1.2 million, and some at 1.5 million. Is everyone now seeing a recurring pattern here?

Sometimes, I marvel as to how even the most mind-numbed supporters of “the war” were sold on the idea that we are liberating the Iraqis. Is lying six feet under a form of liberation? Let’s not forget the Depleted Uranium [which the USA admits using at least 300 pounds of]: “Extrapolating the UK AEA estimate with this amount gives a figure of potentially 3 million extra deaths from inhaling DU dust in Iraq.”

Hi ladies! You really should research the symbols you use before you join any movement. What I see here is lots of pink (i.e., the vagina color), the notorious heart symbol (i.e., a vagina) and three women making the V for Vagina sign [no, it DOES NOT mean PEACE]. Vagina, vagina, vagina. Seeing how I do have a penis, and it does play a role in my existence, when I look at this picture, all I can think is that I wouldn’t mind giving the redhead in the middle a proper shagging. Call me!

Just like it is with those working on children’s causes, the time and energy of good people is being subverted to suit the agendas of others. In this case, ignorance is not bliss. Reminds me of the 1960’s when well-meaning anti-war protesters were given the [luciferean] vagina symbol, the upside-down tree-of-life [implying death, decay and destruction] and set out to change the world for the better by pushing these symbols in our faces. All the while, they were taking the drugs shipped in by the same establishment they so bitterly opposed. Yea, a lot of good it/they did.

Now that the official number” of dead American troops is approaching 6,000, subconscious bells are ringing. People are starting to make a lot of noise again. Protests are being planned. I’m sure placards are being crafted as I write this.

A friend who I’ve been discussing these findings with asked me, “So, what is your conclusion of all this?” Hm … conclusion. That’s a tough one. I’m still (days later) a bit overwhelmed by the sheer magnitude of synchronicity. Maybe I’m supposed to be? But, everything I’ve ever learned about writing [¿programming?] says I must forge some kind of conclusion.

Well, for one, I’ve been critical of all ideologies as to who or what runs the world. While some present a better case than others, I have been cautious as to not buy into any one wholesale, until I see some “proof.” Well, the happily accidental discovery on Moses Lake, convinces me that (a) the synchromystic tool is the best blowtorch for cutting through the convoluted web of lies and disnformation constructed as history, and (b) the solar cult of Moses/Akhenaten are beyond doubt, still very much around and still, very much in positions of power.

The only other thing I can say for sure, is that we need to take that time-line of history we’re presented with (you know, that line with a bunch of notches in it representing significant events) and chuck it out the window. A circle may make for a much better tool to help visualize what we call history. Better yet, a cube; one in which these numbers bounce around the walls, and inevitably intersect our position in 3D space, time and time again, hoping we’ll eventually notice them.

Well, we’re noticing. Now what?

*1: Said discovery came while looking into the history of the number and then tuning into The Global Reality Show. I called in to share these findings with the host and audience. In the first recording, I bring up the 3000 number [downloadable] and the host elaborated on the Persian variant. On the second recording [downloadable], we discuss the 300 number. [LB]

*2: Interestingly, Barrack Hussein Obama syncs with both Saddam Hussein and Arakha (meaning “of the serpent,” such as in America). [LB]

*3: The “happy accident” quote resonates strongly with a prior writing. As for the story of the power of the Solar Cult, all being descended from Akhenaton (sometimes Aten), and tracing the cult from Egypt, to Mesopotamia, to Greece (Athens, i.e., Atens), to Rome, to Germany, to England to the United States, I’ve always considered it another “possible” story. But, this truly “accidental” finding is a SIGNIFICANT discovery/support. So, what’s at 3000 Broadway in NYC (Man-ATEN)? Columbia University! [LB]

*4: I use the term “believers’ here, after using it a couple of times in my last article. Thus, I need a formal definition for refence somewhere. A believer is someone who is a cult member, but doesn’t know it. A believer is someone who subscribes to [and is informed, i.e., led by] the mainstream media. A believer is a devout follower of the school-indoctrinated cult of normalcy. [LB]

*5: I strongly advise against giving your money to ANY of these massive groups that claim to help people, but are just more scams run by globalists meant do deprive you of your money and people in need of the services they require. As a matter of fact, last night I was in the process of chatting up a lovely woman, until I learned she was in charge of gathering donations for the American Cancer Society. Shudder! Learning she devoted herself to feeding that death-machine was a turn-off (and insurmountable complication).

That said, if you do want to give your money to someone who is on the ground making a difference, consider Morningstar Fishermen. I know them personally, and actually, my trying to seek corporate funding for them is what led me to discover the nefarious intent of the Bill and Melinda Gates Foundation. The guy that runs it, Hans Geissler, is a genuine concerned human being (and for those whose eyebrows are now raised, he honestly has no idea about the occult implications of their selected name). For about $10K, they set up self-contained fish farms in impoverished third world locales, enabling them to feed themselves, and even get into the business of feeding others. [LB]

*6: As if that were not enough, also found this related story: “From University of Chicago News Office, Oriental Institute is returning a set of 300 ancient Iranian tablets, documents that provide details of the inner workings of the administration of the ancient Persian Empire, to the Iranian Cultural Heritage Organization, in the first return of loaned archaeological items there since the 1979 revolution.” [LB]

To make a long boring story short, yet equally as boring, the alignment of stars commencing on September 1st, led to an unexplained system crash, and a few other events depriving me of a single computer working among three, that left me bereft of online access, hence “communication,” which is allegedly ruled by Mercury.

Rather than bitch about it, I’ve taken the time to get my own house in order [literally], yet am hopelessly behind on any online matters, notably writing anything new, responding to e-mails and reading anyone’s material [forget video].

Though not back to full [technical] strength yet, I was back on Mystic Politics this Sunday [September 20, 2009] to discuss the Dark [k]Night movie. In respect to the Chaos and Madness investigated last issue, along with some other events, I looked at the movie [yet] again from a deeper perspective and even found a few rather interesting tidbits that I overlooked the first few times I saw the film.

The above is the archive of the broadcast for those who missed the show [no longer on site]. There were some technical difficulties which deprived us of between 10 to 15 minutes, so at some point I may edit and reupload. I guess I should have scheduled the interview for after the Mercury Retrograde. :mad:

Some of the topics discussed during the show (but, by not means limited to): predictive programming, heroes and villains, Alex [ca]Jones, social engineering, archetypes, gOds, planets, Heath Ledger, butt sex, Ordo ab Chao, materialism, in-sanity, disorder, revelation, and oh, did I mention, butt sex? {*1}

One of the most controversial aspects of my analysis, was likely that of the “rape scene” at the end, where Heath Ledger takes advantage of the Batman who’s pinned down and helpless and “twists it in him” [so to speak]. {*2} I know many out there will refuse to acknowledge it, but you have to watch the segments in sequence. What’s that Batman? Methinks the lady doth protest too much:

If you’ll recall, back when television was more restricted and parents actually knew what the fuck “parenting” meant, “fireworks” were used in place of grunts and groans. Heck, I think even the Brady Bunch showed them in lieu of kisses.

This [homosexual undercurrent] has been going on movies for a very long time. Thanks to a comment left by a reader, I was able to add this quote to the mix: it’s one of Arnold’s numerous homoerotic blockbusters [Thanks Julius!]:

Matrix [Arnold]: “You can beat me… You want to put a knife in me. Look me in the eyes. See what’s going on in there while you turn it. That’s what you want to do to me, right? Come on, let the girl go. You and me. Don’t deprive yourself of some pleasure. Come on Bennett; let’s party.”

Bennett [Leatherman]: “I don’t need the girl — I don’t need the girl!!”

Same reader also sent in this great clip, where Quentin Tarantino talks about the [ultra] “subversive homosexual party-fest known as Top Gun. If anyone knows what movie this [QT] scene is from, please chime in:

Funny to see this little bit of truth come out of the mouth of one of THE most subversive homosexual directors in Hollywood. Truth is a strange thing. Same reader also sent me this link: Most Unintentionally Gay Movies Ever Made. In this day and age, I grimace to see the sheep still think it’s “unintentional.”

There’s a reason why Christian Bale was “cast” to play the schizophrenic knight, and very good reason why even the villains in the film [i.e., both the Joker and the Scarecrow] were naturally questioning Bruce Wayne’s sanity [images from].

Batman’s move towards total surveillance of the citizenry, of course, parallels our ignorant steady [fully-consented to] walk towards same. {*3} Heck, even Lucifer’s faithful servant Luscious Fox has a problem with it. That is significant:

Bruce/Batman, the elitist scumbag son of a drug dealer (discussed within), of course, serves the Queen. The Wayne family obviously made their inexplicable blue-blood fortune trafficking Opium under the service of The Crown.

If you blink, you might miss it. Something for the “Jew World Order” crowd:

Here are some images that go along with the discussion regarding the archetypal retelling of the Ouranos (Ur-Anus), Kronos, Janus and Hypnos storylines:

The two image below were stolen from Dedroidify’s excellent write-up, Heath Ledger Syncfest: Crows, Ravens & Bats. Discussed within, Heath Ledger and Brendan Lee both dying at 28 in the middle of their most significant movie, and after donning the clown mask [Anna Nicole and Marilyn Monroe figure in too].

By now, everyone in the synchrosphere has talked about the special “headless” calling card selected by Uranus for the movie. Note the image of Kronos eating one of his sons above. Since the psychomemes continue to keep repeating, how could I not talk about the weirdness that followed this movie’s wake?

Below, are some images from the true craziness that followed the movie’s release. Todd Campbell and Loren Coleman have written some good pieces on this.

Above, the Batman ride that beheaded 17 year old Asia LeeShawn Ferguson IV. Below, the victim of the random madman on a bus, Tim McLean, aka “Jokawild.”

Correction: I screwed up in the show and flipped victim/assailant [see his “official” memorial page]. Worth noting in regards to my suggestion mankind strip layers of social engineering: he is remembered for being a huge Insane Clown Posse fan.

Alas, below is the “unsane” Belgian child-murderer Kim de Gelder, aka the ‘Dendermonde Joker killer,” who completes our sordid tale and does so quite neatly. Because, he reconnects us back to the Batman/Joker=Saturn/Uranus archetypal storyline. In English, his name literally means “to castrate.”

Speaking to the eternal struggle between father/son, did the Joker not say to Batman [near the end of the movie]: “I think you and I are destined to do this forever?” Finally, a few words shared by Uranus and Kronos, both habitual murderers of [their own] children: “We’re not so different you and I.”

In other news, I’ve drafted am forging the sixth installment of The Burning Ring, and it will be yet another scorching addition. It’s gonna get a lot hotter in here!

But please, do not take off all, or for that matter, any of your clothes, unless of course, you are female, have Lucy Fur’s red hair, have a body worth showing, are free of herpes, and are located somewhere in my vicinity. Oh wait, I’ve given away too much of the forthcoming article already. I’m done teasing now.

Unfortunately, there was way too much material and we ran out of time. Hence, I’ll be back on Mystic Politics next week to finish out the show [a full two hours]. So, be sure to tune in next week. Same bat time. Same bat channel.

*1: I had promised the show was gonna be a real humdinger, hence lest my detractors should accuse me of false advertising, I will state, for the record, that I really have no idea what the fuck a “hum-dinger” actually is. I’m assuming it’s got something to do with either humming, dinging, or a little of both. So, did it? [LB]

*2: For those who missed the preview, I am including the audio recording below [downloadable]. It’s also worth a listen, as we get into Lana Cantrell, someone who figures in the Burning Ring of Fire and I’ll likely devote an entire article to: [LB]

*3: Referenced articles: Black Hunter White Heart (I), Black Hunter White Heart (II), The Shape of Things to Come [IV], A New Dawn Fades [V] Xmas, Ha! A Cosmic Joke. [LB]

This past Sunday [September 27, 2009], at 10:00 PM Eastern [02:00 UTC], I was back on [the now defunct] Mystic Politics Show for Part II of my exploration into The Dark [k]Night and the crazy synchronicity surrounding it. You can listen via the below player:

For those not in the Chat Room, you missed out on Stygian Port (aka ViolatoR), talking about anal sex and harassing people making friends. :evil: I’d like to thank those “familiar faces” who made it and participated, notably: DazOotz, Deciph, Karin8, JackC, Lamarv, Matshanley, Mudpuppy97, StompingEvil, and ViolatoR.

Hope I didn’t forget anyone. Do note, to the right of these exact words, there is presently a poll taking place in regards to wordpress’s new rating/voting feature. So far, “I like puppy dogs and kitty cats” is out in the lead. Not sure exactly what the proper course of action pending such a result would be.

We got into ChristIan Ba’al’s mutliple roles and penchant for being cast as one suffering from split personalities. Safe to assume there’s a good reason for that. The Prestige poster reminds us, “Are You Watching Closely?” Lest we forget, there was Ba’al’s infamous insane rant against the lightman on the set of Terminator.

Not mentioned [durning the show] was Bale’s first role at twelve years old in Empire of the Sun. Let’s see, you’ve got a young boy trained in ballet, being directed by [alleged] “dirty old man” Steven Spielberg. I think [forces behind] South Park gave us a pretty good hint as to what may have happened to the young “Christian.”

For those who missed my prior blogs, here’s the Disney rim job and the Disney facial. But, I’ve already summed up Disney in one pic. Thanks to a comment from Deciph, I was reminded of our ballerina’s role in another gender bending story:

I guess the Dark Knight dropped enough hints as to why the Joker thought Bruce Wayne was practically “begging for it.” While that may not qualify as a justifiable rape defense, you can at least see why the Clown thought the “familiar place” would appreciate his acquaintance and why Batman might “see fireworks” as a result.

I’ve already written about Bill Kaulitz, the lead singer from Tokio Hotel and lesbian agenda poster boy before [hm, this trend of “hipsters” respelling words incorrectly is surely part and parcel of the dubming down agenda]. Hence, I wanted to find a new picture to add here, and found a “good” one of the young man lady [right].

I also found the above [left] image from a series showing a bunch of fans, future whores mindless bimbettes [¿useless eaters?] greeting him outside his hotel. There are so many levels of wrong with that picture, but flashing your titties to a gay boy, that is the definition of insanity [as someone was kind enough to remind us]. Speaking of Bill Willhemina, here’s his her adhoc rendition of “It’s Raining Men.”

Hallelujah! Lastly, the series was taken/posted by a mysterious voyeur, and the last of them is revelatory gold. “Fuck You, Pervert,” or the German equivalent, is my guess at the words leaving the top hole of the young lady hapless whore in the middle of all the little girls around her [and their mothers feeders/trinket-providers]. I’d recommend she stay out of Transylvania, as her inability to see her own reflection in the mirror, might lead to someone driving a wooden stake through her, um, “heart.” Rats, this means by next time I vacation on the Greek Isles, the average German girl will be just as stupid and worthless as an American one. {*2}

Depending on how far back you wanna trace the blame game for the agenda, I’m sure part of it could be assigned to another homosexual poster-boy of his time, “dOCTOr” Alfred Kinsey. Indubitably, as the revelatory Time cover makes clear, the man was promoted well beyond the length of his feeble reach. Though Kinsey may have spoken highly of me, I just cannot return the favor. :wink:

Heck, the center image makes clear, that even back then [1956], subtlety escaped the average moron. “You Need to Suck Dick, Shiksa” is the implied title of that record [yes, released as an LP]. Oy veh, Doctor Murray, oy veh! [¿O-V?] As for Liam, does playing Kinsey, being Batman’s, ahem, “mentor” [¿WTF?] and also “crossing swords” with a flamboyant gay man in Rob Roy qualify him too?

As said back in my initial write-up, the movie, under the layers of brain-fucking, drops more than enough hints as to who won and what really happened. All you/we have to do is decipher them. The Joker may riddle, but at least, he is not lying.

When the “good guys” stoop to such levels [as Gordon and Batman], than all is lost. Per my interpretation, that was the point of the movie. Some credit for the “pop culture” addition to the above image, goes to an unrecalled voice in the chatroom.

Aside from the scene reminding us buildings don’t fall unless all detonations go off [¿hm, like in a “money bomb”?], and the promo poster, I had forgotten the above [left] shot. Someone really wanted us the popcorn munchers to remember 9/11 and why “they” need “them” [as V for Vendetta reMinded us and them].

Beyond thermite, dancing Israelis, TV fakery, mini-nukes, short-sales, insurance scams, Zionist comptrollers, missing trillions, and the resulting “truth” movement, there was a lot more to the ritual involved on 9/11 than most are willing to contemplate. I don’t know why the “face” on the right syncs with the face on the left, but the portal meme is with us, and whenever one is opened, logic suggests it’s a two-way door.

If there was nothing to it, I doubt someone would have taken the time to create a fake face in the smoke [other side of the building] to confound the public mind.

For those who’ve been following my blog, you know I care little for a “real” [new] 911 Investigation, and see little point in such, for that will, at most, produce nothing other than a few sacrificial scapegoats for the fire, and just placate the same masses who missed the entire point of this movie. Far more pressing to me, is that people “wake up” to the hell they are putting themselves in.

We played an Elvis song during the show, and now another comes to mind, from a song appropriately entitled, “New Amsterdam” [i.e., “New York”]: “The transparent people who live on the other side, living a life that is almost like suicide.”

This is the world Batman/Wayne wants us peasants to live in. What an asshole! If he wasn’t such a little whore, this Rebel would fuck him too. If such thoughts sound extreme/insane to you, then perhaps, this song [played during show] is about me: “Here I am on the far side of crazy. Here I am the mortal enemy of man.”

Another undeniable truth spoken by Ledger’s Joker was regarding how people will accept all sorts of madness and unsanity, as long as it “goes according to plan.” Oh, the horrors we have tolerated [such as above], and we are tolerating [Darfur, Palestine, Iraq, Sri Lanka, et al] on schedule. The death toll of 911 was but a hiccup in comparison, yet “unplanned“ [publicly] … hence, “everyone lost their mind.”

The conversation between Dent and Rachel, subtly put in as party banter, was a veritable “goldmine” of truth. Surely, the words were lost on the average viewer:

Rachel: “Harvey Dent, scourge of the underworld. Scared stiff by the trust fund brigage.”

Harvey: “You cannot leave me alone with these people.”

Rachel: “The whole mob’s after you and you’re worried about these guys?”

Harvey: “Yea. Compared to this, the mob doesn’t scare me.”

The really sick fucks aren’t walking among us or hiding in imaginary vans, wating to pounce on us. They attend lavish parties, occasionally appear on LifeStyles of The Rich and Famous, and laugh at the fools who “brand” themselves with their names. Kubrick obviously knew that. Hm, “Harvey” was the name of a famous rabbit.

One important fact time and chaos prevented me from sharing during the show, was a little find about Janus, aka Two-Face, aka Obamanaton. Janus was the patron deity of beginnings and endings, and also “of openings and closings, of entrances and exits, and hence the god of the door or gate that opened both ways.” In other words, of stargates.

Unfortunately, aside from discussing the notion of a “star” as representative of an anus, I didn’t have enough time to get into the stargate concept; that beyond the anus as a place to put one’s cock in [per society’s indoctrinated ponyographic mores]. The stargate topic is a veritable show unto itself. Come to think of it, whenever some Hollywood mogul tells a young [and soon to be naked] actor/actress, “Baby I’m gonna make you a star,” technically, they aren’t “lying.” {*3}

We got into Atlantean Time’s excellent well of related syncs, Heath Ledger and the Five Points of Rennes le Chateau. Shame he’s not writing anymore. In consideration of the Burning Ring, the above pictures remind me, that in countries that didn’t undergo the bullshit [and degrading] feminist movement, women learned to wield their power subtly; letting their man serve as the “facade” of power. Hm, the red dress makes me wonder if that was implied for the Matrix’s Merovingian?

Much has been made of the demon/devil sculpted at the Renes Le Chateaux. But for me, that guy is far less scary than the Whore from Hell and the creepy blond-haired Demon Spawn she’s holding. Come to think of it, the proximity of the two above sculptures at the Chateaux is giving me a whole Damien/Rosemary’s Baby vibe.

All aboard Bus 22! Or, not. May have to expand on “death becomes her” one day. Coincidentally [whatever the fuck that means], a Catch 22 is a metaphor for a “no-win situation,” and the name of Joseph Heller’s famous novel. For some reason, I had been under the [false] impression, he also wrote of the horrors of Dresden in Slaughterhouse-Five [a la the star].

The idea of a knife/sword being representative of a phallus goes back quite a ways in Hollywood. Per the pictures below, so does the gay agenda. Oh, how obvious!

Unfortunately [depending on perspective], didn’t have time to get more into the gay agenda, for which I had created the below image from Entourage for the show. Afterwards, I was reminded there was an episode where Drama and Turtle, per the script, accidentally “crossed swords,” while sharing some whore between them.

Didn’t have enough time to get into the “x-box” either, suffice to say that you will see one in just about every major studio movie made of the [at least] last 20 years. Nor, did I get into the victim-to-be “selecting” the burning/flaming red wig.

For those curious as to my “emergenpy,” both the snake and the frog lived to hop/crawl another day. Per my neighbors, the next day they got up, to find the frog parked right in front of their door, as if to express his gratitude for saving him.

The kitten which made a surprise guest appearance is the latest addition to the Rebel family. His name is Perseus and he’s got a “fuck-all kick-ass” personality. Named him after the Perseids Meteor Shower, which me and friends were out watching, when this scrawny little guy [roughly 4/5 weeks old], walked out to the middle of nowhere to greet us. He and the dog started playing together and in unison, my friends remarked, “You know this means you have to keep him.” Of course. Note to any Medusae intent on paying me a visit: you are fucked!

Yea, I did use a couple of Bible quotes. There is much wisdom contained in the book, but it’s like deciphering movies, you have to look past bullshit aimed at the Eucharist-munching masses. Speaking of same, I find a well of endless humor that they use the Bible to describe homosexuality as an abomination [¡!], while quoting the version dedicated to one of the biggest poofers ever, King James. {*4}

I have to apologize. After last week’s show, I had about an hour of material left over. Prior to this week’s show, I expanded on some areas and added about two hours of material to it. Next time I do a show [no, there won’t be a Dark Knight III interview], I’ll have a better idea of the handwritten note to hour ratio.

Also didn’t have time to get into the two lunatics below, but I really love the first image, so have to share it. Worth noting, the sis informed me that Pluto [i.e, the “planet” according to people with a few brain cells left in their head, and “something else” per those whose head is filled with nothing but shite], is moving to Capricorn this year [the “when” debatable], a place it hasn’t incidentally been since 1776.

On the night after the show, I’m up at my bar, and for some god-damn reason, a few people are asking me about my blog. “Not a good intro week,” I’m cursing, as the front page article was the one where I spoke of “fucking Jehovah up the ass.”

Anyway, one guy wanted to “talk” about movies, and I was grimacing [internally], cause I’ve learned that when most people say “talk” they mean, “they talk, and you listen,” and usually go off on tirades about politics and other matters I couldn’t give two shits about. This guy insisted on talking about the many layers of Shawshank Redemption and I played along, until it [the below scene] exploded in my skull:

So, Morgan, aka God, aka Lucifer, just happened to go by the name of “Red?” Oh, man! Sometimes, (a) even with this world’s parabolically rising level of ignorance, I should have some faith in my fellow man, and (b) I too need to stop talking long enough to listen. A “river of shit!” The “other side!” Oh, as another very famous carpenter, Karen, once crooned, “We’ve only just begun.”

*1: Now, that Mercury is out of retrogade and all my computers are working, should perspiration and inspiration ever meet, I may combine the two shows, normalize and trim-out the dead NSA air, upload somewhere, and attach here [right here]. Gods/Planets be willing, of course. :wink: [LB]

*2: A Fräulein was always worth a shag back in the days. But then again, my German readers might guess it’s been a few years since. I should make an image that reads: Tokio Hotel: “Whores check in, but they don’t check out.” [LB]

*3: For those who missed the Karl Rove pic, here it is. After the show, Violator reminded me that in Team America, World Police, when the producer invites the young actor/star inside his limo, he responds: “I’m supposed to get in your car and let you put your finger inside me.” For more info on the Stargate in the [new] Atlantis, follow the white-rabbit [but, only if your heart is pure]. [LB]

*4: Yes, King James wo so fabulous, that he was often referred to as “Queen James,” openly. His first “love” was his little cousin. Heck, even the sickening homage to his solar predecessor, the female queen (Elizabeth), strongly hinted at it. Yes, the “sun shone out of his behind.” [LB]

This will/may be the last of the Chaos mix, by that meaning the Dinner with/of Andros series released in such fashion. Perhaps the next few will be released with some semblance of order. Then again, recalling my own words, perhaps not. :wink:

Here’s the downloadable file. As usual, Stygian Port has released this “in stereo.” I was a bit angry at humanity when this was recorded, so deal with it.

The whorification, degradation, and discombobulation of womankind comes up early and often in this one. Some may find the below spoof to be much more honest than the crap entertainment Girls Gone Wild puts out. Any following me [or who leave the house on occasion] should know full well by now that there is little difference between dead and undead [well, on occasion, they smell somewhat different]:

Stygian Port: “Theres seems to be some kind of post-apocalyptic sausage-fest theme going on.” Oh, yes, in more ways than you/we could imagine. Whether it’s man on man boy, or the “regular” [i.e., “normal”] kind, it’s agendarific ™.

We’ll revisit the [hot dog] topic as it relates to death, carnage and Shitcago over an upcoming “dinner.” As expressed in podcast, the programmed/promoted female oral fixation, was a critical step leading to the doubly-suggestive image below:

In a related matter, some relevant clips from “Relax,” by Frankie Goes to Hollywood made it in to the audio. Until the jukebox [in my skull] kicked in, I had forgotten it [the song], and now, with eyes open, realize it, like Michael Jackson’s “Beat It” [which Lenon Cover explains], is about a male homosexual orgy game.

Wonder how many dumb cunts danced to it unawares back during its “chance” release/assault on the public? The below image of the man-servant in the five-pointed star [anus], holding his cock in one hand, hoisting the derelict “crown” with the other, tells you exactly why this “boy band” was so heavily promoted.

This podcast was recorded on October 11th, shortly after I put out my Bring Out Your Dead post and Stygian had released his [unrelated] Land of the Dead. The clip/discussion [about being an individual] referred to can be found in the former.

The above South Park episode not only ties in to the referred Bring Out Your Dead post, but the last post and, I guess, the one about Seventeen Magazine, which will probably be next. Yea, I know Rollerball is long overdue, as is some positive energy, but my memory is rusty and my barely legible notes make little sense now.

Sayeth the jukebox: “They keep calling me. Keep on calling me.” Thy will be done. In the interim, discussed incest-suggestive screen shots from The Simspsons:

They are from the “Duffless” episode from the 1993 season. Note the very specific range/cycle of faces/emotions on Lisa [the sister]. Unless you are one completely daft bastard, it’s ubiquitously clear they were drawn/put in with intent.

Hence, kudos to Videodactyl for his video [no longer available on youtube], honesty and motivation; the viewing of which led to my discovering the depravity detailed. At one point in the video, the author said, “I’m a little gay, too. I love wearing high heels while hearing Tina Turner.” To sum it up folks, when Tranies start to complain the gay agenda has gone too far, the gay agenda has gone too far!

They definitely got the requisite number of butt/anus shots in for Gamer (2009), and tossed in a few more just in case [no, i have not included all of them]. I had forgotten, the movie also specifically addressed our discussion in regards to how yet another layer of disconnectedness, may lead to to rampant rape becoming morally acceptable. As a matter of fact, one character’s name was Rick Rape, and he was about to make sweet love to [“rape”] the back side of the waiting girl above [center] before he was “taken out of the game” [¿a future euphemism for “killed”?].

If you’ll recall in my Social Engineering podcast, I mentioned how wackipedia said that “thanks to social engineering,” people have been discouraged from “raping,” which is utter fucking bullshit. People need to be socially engineered to rape.

The characters being raped, are in fact real people, but in the scenario presented, the person being controlled, is “raped” regardless of whether their controller permits it [consent] or reists [rape]. I feel the Society game is meant to be taken philosophically, as in today’s “real/reel” world, the same scenario is taking place. Can a woman who’s mind is being controlled by the media actually give “consent?”

Above, is the character set-up screen, where the person you control puts on the clothes you select. Of course, the task of outfit selection would be near impossible, unless the all-important question, “How inviting will my anus look in this getup,” could be approximated. PS: I know you guys up on the moon base are probably having a good laugh over the “chance” name of the perfect woman.

Both of the near-simultaneously released movies, by chance, featured a hot chick being controlled by a fat dude. The images starting with above left, leading to below right, are in sequence. Yes, the fat dude is the one controlling the woman being felt up [handled]. Interesting necklace, no? Again, the bloody derelict crown.

As discussed, Surrogates (2009) is slightly different, as [almost] everyone is controlling a robot and not a real person. Real people, however, are directly connected to the robots that they control, hence one feels the physical sensations that one’s robot/android would “feel” as it is out living your life. Again, coincidentally, it paints the scenario where a guy [possibly you] has just scored a babe and is getting intimate.

But, now that takes on a different “twist.” Is he checking her temperature? Looks like it. Out of curiosity, what temperature range should a robot run at optimally?

Thus, the person “feeling” your finger up his/her ass, is the fat dude below [left]. Surrogates also features the discussed football promo, pictured below [right].

Which brings us to John Elway. Had I found the appropriate shots, I’d have made the image: “Hi! I’m John Elway, and when I’m not rubbing my hands up against another man’s rectum, there’s nothing I enjoy more than having my own hole probed by strangers, just to protect your dumb-ass from imaginary terrorists.”

Is it that much of “a reach?” The GayNeFeL came up before and Elway’s promo makes me wonder whether the phrase “The Drive” [John”s most-heralded moment], means something else entirely to John-Boy personally. Harsh? Perhaps, he is just really stupid or was in dire need of the money? Go fuck yourself Johnny!!

Back to Zombies, here are those two mentioned shots from Dead Set (2008). By the way, I highly recommend the series; it’s fairly well done and quite revelant. By chance, the screen capture [right] shows digital artifacts, hence due to either poor-planning or limited set resources, the “G” had to be added in post-production.

The mentioned scene of the freshly-dead guy being “prepared,” undoubtedly was also intentional. As the guy carving off a few bits of flesh off here and there looks at the fingers, he wonders, “Do you really think they’ll even trouble themselves for these bits?” Think about “Buffalo Wings,” a popular restaurant/bar “meal” choice in the United fat States of America. {*1}

Have you ever seen how people order mass quantities of them, and the trouble they go through (and mess they make) in order to nibble every tiny bit of flesh off the bones? To Answer his Question: “Yes. Zombies will go through the trouble.”

At one point, Stygian asked about getting us away from the red blue dichotomy [building/finding Tanerlorn], while I have no answer for that, yet, I found this extremely bizarre shot [above right] from Gamer. Note the Blue Heart/Red Heart. Front door/back door? Who knows, but rebellion is [a big part of] the answer.

I gather material related to the above image was probably not what followers of either of our blogs were expecting, but IMO, some “good stuff” came out of it. Here’s the link to Judy Wood’s page (lots of interesting “stuff” there). Perhaps, my intitial dismisal of said researcher was cause her voice reminds me of Sunny and Bunny, an infernal duo of “yenta” overlords from a job I held as a teenager?

I’ve since happened to catch part of the 911 segment of the highly suspect Jesse Ventura’s “Conspiracy Theory” show on the sorely misnamed “True TV” channel. My suspicions were confirmed by the closing shot [above left]. Note his hands, his supplicant posture and his placement within the pyramid. Is he letting TPTB know his show is “on the level,” or pleading for admittance into the higher degrees?

Even had I not seen someone from South Park in the exact same spot/position [see From Lucy Fur to Looser Change], my summation as to whether the show was disinfo or not, would have been the same. {*2} Yet, it is remarkable, how deeply the synchromystic knife, when wielded properly, can cut right through the bullshit.

Aside from the placement there’s the significant 3C/33 sign that “somehow” made it into the shot. Beyond that [technically, in front of that is the Road Closed sign]. For that which lies beyond the 33rd degree [on multiple levels] seems inaccessible. Could that be because of the grid? Speaking of, here’s one shot of the “human sanctuary” from Surrogates, note the double-grid [¿fractal fence?] gateway, which while allegedly keeps non-humans out, does keep those pesky humans safely “in.”

Note: the above is not the actual bulletin board from my fraternity. :lol: I was to recently hear from one of my few close friends from those days, Mark, and hence was reminded of something he once said as we watched the below gaggle of females pass: “Pink Clad Lesbian Whores from Hell.” Wrong, yet amusing.

However, he may have been ahead of his time. Since then, the media has made most of them [women] whores. At least half of them actually do think they are lesbian now. He’d have been scarily prescient had he added the phrase “fat” to it. Alas, the “from hell” part is right on the money, as the dehumanization agenda will give that perception. Yet those who fail to figure out a way to board the arc, will soon realize the reason they are “from hell,” is because that’s where we live.

The above are from the discussed Dead Set, and seem relevant to the very points raised in this podcast. They’re from the alleged audience outside the fabulously popular Big Brother house/set. How many [wo]men do have their own minds?

I’m a blond bimbo girl, in the fantasy world
Dress me up, make it tight, I’m your dolly

Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees

I had already used clips from “Barbie Girl” in another podcast, but the lyrics do sync extremely well to the vision presented by Surrogates, and frighteningly well to that from Gamer’s “society.” Metaphorically, however, they speak directly in regards to this degenerate collective of creatures presently masquerading themselves as womankind. In other words, “they” are doing exactly what “THEY” want. {*3}

The closing ones that follow are from said “futuristic world” as presented by Gamer. Note the “screen names” chosen by the girls within (representatives of your average girl, those one notch above the poor “sluts” who have little choice but to take the implant and let themselves be “played”). Is it really that futuristic?

Oddly enough, just last night, I was out and entreated to some women flashing her boobs to the bar’s security camera. For what it’s worth, they were quite nice. Until next time….

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*1: Not included in this podcast (due to recorder expiring), was a story I relayed to Stygian Port about 3 Girls who had allegedly just polished off a bunch of wings. It’s pretty funny and relevant to several points made within. Remind me next time we meet over a pint. [LB]

*2: On the same show, Jesse’s sought out the “heavily-gaurded” and “top-secret” place at JFK Airport, where steel girders from the towers are kept. That would be Tower Air’s hangar #17. Conveniently, they are located behind an open door, viewable from the only window into the building, from where Jesse’s crew filmed them. Man, I nearly pissed myself. [LB]

*3: Worth a giggle, just a couple of days ago, per my site stats, someone googled “celtic rebel is a sexist” to find my site. I’ve heard that criticism before from many an idiot who’s been programmed to think exactly that. I guess I’m a relic, as in the future world, walking around with a lava-lamp shoved up one’s vagina will be a form of ahem, “self-expression,” but suggesting that it’s somehow wrong or self-destructive, will get one tossed into a reeducation camp for “sexists.” My gawd, google is not your friend. [LB]

Spent a great deal of time and [mental energy] this past week, working on a new video about the Westward Route. It began as a 10 minute summary and has now turned into full-blown documentary. I present you with Don’t Go West (Release 1):

UPDATE (April 2015): Thanks to the combination of doing site maintenance, cleaning up my hard drive, finding a little motivation, and delivery mechanisms finally catching up with the market, I am making a High Quality release of the first cut available. Anyone wishing to make a small contribution towards my continued film making efforts, can [now] download Don’t Go West (Version 1.1) below:

All feedback is welcome, in particular, that related to parts which may not be clear to an audience. It can be hard for me to gauge, as I’ve been looking at this “crap” for so long now, their sorcery seems fairly transparent. Here’s a [10 min] preview:

Unfortunately, I am presently under the impression I will not be able to press DVD’s and sell the video [a commercial version would be ridiculously expensive to properly release]. Hence, all I can do is ask for your support [by donating or downloading] in appreciation for all the time and effort put into the project.

For the immediate future, I plan to devote my time to Version Two of this project, and continuing with the weekly radio shows (which may suffer in the interim). Getting it up on a video hosting service and staying there has been a challenge. Will do all I can do, which is make the best of it…

Note A: Anyone contributing over $20 (doll/euro) towards the project will get a mention in the credits of the next release. Anyone willing to kick in $50, will get an Executive Producer credit. If anyone would like the “Producer” citation in the opening credits, just contact me.

Note B: For those who don’t have the funds to contribute, but would still like to help: you can do so by going online, in any social media you participate in, and promoting the hell out of this.

Note C: This week’s show was once part of this post. For archival purposes, that has been moved to 1001 Fails to Way.

If you missed the weekend’s last-minute write-up of the prior show, you’ll need to go back. I think the images provide a lot of further insight into last week’s show.

The above image relates to but one [of many] topics that were covered assaulted this week. That’s the show below:

Early on, we got started with what I guess many would consider on of the show’s more controversial aspects. Perhaps, I am jaded by my research, I’m having a hard time seeing how something that’s super bloody-obvious can also be controversial.

There’s an old tasteless joke about why pederasts may find a nine year old girl so appealing, whose twisted punchline surmises that if you flip her around 180 degrees, you then end up with a young boy. Well, with Willow Smith’s odd haircut, I guess 90 degrees would do the trick. That should up her price.

The entertainment industry is, aside from the social engineering aspects, really just the world’s largest high-end prostitution racket. The below images are from a prior article, which contains even more covers, and quite a few other relevant goodies.

The segment where I talk about the the disgusting campaign/auction of um, “promotion,” was put out on YouTube recently [video link]. I encourage those of you with YouTube accounts to support the creator with anti-zombie feedback.

The above, while serving the elite’s global prostitution ring, is also just yet another step down [into the abyss], which turns humans into something less than that.

Forget the appearance of Petty Kerry’s cleavage. The above Sesame Street segment was far craftier and far more insidious than her tits. Aside from the obvious alarm bells that should go off by marketing a semi-pornographic adult program to children, the choice of “mud” was by no means incidental. It goes right along with my research, and the show’s own [previously mentioned] admission of same:

Coincidentally, in the new season of True Blood [i.e., above show/program], they have removed the baby-bottle penis suggestive opening scene that Stygian Port and I discussed over a year ago, and has since been included in my documentary.

As you, and I, have been learning, we sometimes need to unscramble words to figure out what they are used to communicate. Keep in mind where a Talmudic Rabbi reading the word WAR, he’d be reading it from right to left, hence RAW [as in the state a young boy’s anus might be left in after his, um, “illumination”].

I guess that would illumination/initiation via Ungreased Lightning? Coincidentally, two days after the show, an old U2 song from their first album, floating around somewhere in the deep recesses of my mind, resurfaced. That song was “Twilight,” from Boy: “In the shadows, boy meets man, in the shadow, boy meets man.”

Case closed. Bono, as in “bone the little o” was in on it from the start. I’d even guess he’s one of these guys who one could find interesting links were they try to trace his true bloodline. Question: why is that fucker still in your music collection?

In this series, I think I’ve managed to cast aside a tremendous amount of bullshit [of the mainstream and alternative variety] we’ve been fed. Hm, maybe I should have called it the “bullshit detector” or “bullshit vaporizing ray-gun” series?

Maybe not! But, what do all of the above eye-cons have in common, aside from how they’ve been used to con our eyes? Hm, so how was Madonna temporarily deprived of the use of one of her eyes above? Perhaps, fisting [as the image suggests]?

I’ve already written of how Jesus was, most likely sodomized [i.e., hammered] while he lay dying, on [or perhaps, off] the cross. Thanks to you, my readers [or listeners], I am regularly appraised of all sorts of, appropriately said, “shit,” such as the previous [true bloodlines] clip and the following “revelation:”

[original, except my notes in red]: “The teachings of The Way were/are a spiritual revelation that instructs the disciple how to apply the Key [¿key-anus?] of Knowledge and turn [¿twist/wiggle?] the scriptures within himself in the endeavor to journey along the Narrow Way, unlock and open the Strait Gate, and enter the Temple made without the hands of man that exists in the inner Kingdom of the Father.”

The above bit of, um, elimination/illumination was taken directly from this Holy Source. Hm, so the “strait” gate, as in that which has not [yet] been opened [i.e., violated or effeminated] is also known as “the narrow way?” Well, that does make sense. Hm, wonder where the phrase “on the straight and narrow” stems from?

Again, fuck all that requrgitated nonsense/bullshit about satan and mk-ultra, when you see the “one eye” metaphor used in cinema, it is a reference to sodomy.

Hm, I can imagine that it would be quite a challenge to get the hell out of Los Angeles without having had at least one “eye” violated along the way [a kah-rear hazard]. It “takes one to know one?” Oh, how much more obvious can they be?

Well, that would seem to apply to The Yes Men, who it turns out [thanks to one James Ratte in the “cat” room], gave credit to one super-adventurer David de Rothschild in their first “film” [which may have been a bit of revelation of the method]. The scene of the guy [above left] looking like he didn’t have time to put his clothes quite back on, is for the benefit of the cult [of sodomy]. Yes, he is one of them. The latter photo, of one of the Yes Men, eating “bunny rabbits” with some random gay fanboy, is just syncromystic icing/frosting on the [chocolate] cake.

Another layer of bullshit was cast off in regards to Thor’s Children. Speaking of the one they lay claim to descent from, a movie about said “god” is being made as we speak. It will “star” the supergay vampire from True Blood [above left], who not only looks like he just raided Metro Bob’s wardrobe, but is the same um, “vampire” [i.e., fecalpheliac] that ass-ass-in-ated a fellow vampire by staking him in the heart while his cock was up said fellow’s ass.

Bonus Gravy: It will be directed by one Kenneth Branaugh, the same who directed the superhomoerotic version of Frankenstein [starring supergay Robert Deniro]. You better get gay right now in preparation for all this gayness coming our way.

Yea, I know some may get offended by the prior paragraph. It’s fine to be gay, but socially engineering gender confusion into a majority of the populace is the formula for destruction of the human race. That’s not my “opinion.” That’s mathematics.

The above image is an [embedded] admission of that, and is from a show I once misunderstood [linked], because I did not understand back then how the system of initiation into the um, industry, worked. I’ve since learned much, and grown plenty.

So, as said in the show, one mentally-challenged talentless ugly mother-fucker by the name of Howard Stern wouldn’t have gotten anywhere in “the business” had he not (a) been Jewish, and (b) agreed to serve whatever the agenda de jour was.

Though, judging by the two above [right] pics, it looks like he’s practically begging to be sodomized. I guess even the most deviant of priests have some standards. :lol: At least, he was appropriate named: “Stern,” as in the rear part of the ship.

A little subterfuge, and a lot of bullshit later: mission accomplished! I’ve already written of how anal curiosity is being instilled into men and women, and covered circumcision pretty damn thoroughly in one of the Dinner of Andros podcasts.

The above images are just more “proof” of concept stills, and maybe a side joke [from yours truly] to be wary of looking too deeply into the “evil eye.” You should, by now, have pretty good idea of what you may find there. Twilight [again]. The spirit hole. Mandingo. Native humiliation. Oral rape. Anal rape. Repeat, repeat.

I close with two more “in our face” images that demonstrate precisely how fucking naive we have been, and how they continue to operate so openly. One is of yet another mentally-challenged talentless ugly mother-fucker, who goes by the name of Pauly Shore [also, coincidentally, Jewish] washing a naked black boy. Maybe I judge too harshly? Perhaps Pauly is just a victim of the [discussed] propaganda and felt compelled to help out by washing the boy’s penis? :roll: Maybe not.

The other, is a “coincidental” advert for the most recent World Cup. Oh, how bloody fucking cute!

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Note A: I was supposed to be on Solution Revolution with Nemo DeNovo tomorrow, but something came up that I have to attend [yes, it’s a secret illuminati meeting, I am so busted]. We’re rescheduling for next week.

Note B: The name Snake Plissken [from John Carpenter’s Escape from NY/LA movies] may be a play on PLIant SKIN and perhaps reference to a man who avoided the butchers and was left with his foreskin intact? Bit. that may be a reach.

Last night’s show was the last of this recent series [for now]. I, and many others who were listening, feel it would qualify as a don’t miss. There was also a preshow homework assignment: read the last-minute write-up of last week’s show.

The above is the latest promo for baby diapers [annemarie]. There’s good reason why the word “rewards” looks like it is meant to be separate. The intent is to implant the association of infant/sex into the public mind. The gravy train is rolling. It’s full [cleveland] steam [er] ahead now folks. The show:

The main movie discussed was Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom made by Pier Paolo Pasolini back in 1975. Minor correction: made by the deceased Pier Paolo Pasolini.

As said during the teaser last week: “The act of the sodomite signifies the death of the human species, ambiguously accepting social standards while transgressing them.” That quote, mixed with my line of research is extremely relevant and far more telling than even I had imagined. The show [in my opinion], detailed the extreme relevance of the film, which showcased the mindset of the ruling class.

I feel Pasolini made it quite clear, in not so subtle terms, that the 18 victims were, in fact, children. The one woman/girl I mentioned is the one on the above poster, and cradled in the arms of the whore. Yes, Pasolini’s murder was a [sent] message.

Immersed in shit, giving all one’s power away, and praying to the god of your tormentors for a miracle that will never come. That sounds extremely familiar.

“But don`t you cry … just get on your knees and pray, and while you`re down there, kiss your arse goodbye”
–XTC, “Living Through Another Cuba”

Looking at the above two images in conjunction, while rereading my own words herein, rang up the above gem from the memory recesses. Sandwiched herein, the lyrics seem quite, um, salient. Dogs, asses, and temple dogs. Something there too.

Although, were they/we praying to the right god, and a benevolent one at that, would he be inclined to listen? Why listen to those so hypocritical and indifferent, that they/we can’t even wipe their/our own ass and trace the origins of their own culpability? There’s a lot of blame to go around. Hence, why this ass-backwards truth movement is so externally focused on the notorious “them.” No, not us!

They’re here. It’s here. It’s now. The above deeply implanted meme came up early, and was quite relevant to the show [and the series]. For one, it was squeezed out by one Steven Shitburger, it not only told us exactly why/how they would operate, while ridiculing the constitutionalist/patriot movement still twenty years away.

And look around you …. not how many of your friends and neighbors speak so fondly and with such praise, of Temple Dogs who excel in rubbing our face in our own mess, and then laughing at us afterwards. Why do we idolize their “house niggers?”

Perhaps, it is because we’ve let the degenerate Priests of the Wood control our minds for so long, that we’ve forgotten how to think for ourselves. Memes, ideas, emotional response, mores and values, are far more theirs, then they are ours.

The extent of programming of the descendants of those stolen from Mama Africa is particularly cruel. African-Americans by and large, have become amongst the staunchest defenders of the diet and religion that was given to them by their captors, while The Wood has since con[vince]‘d them that the descendants of their enslavers are victims like themselves, and are on their side against “them.”

As has always been the case historically, the females of your target population are rewired/denigrated the most. In far simpler terms: if you wanna be allowed to sleep in the master’s house, you’re gonna need to try and look like a white woman.

I didn’t realize, until after the show, the program was an early work of future temple-dog/house-nigger Martin Scorsese, was aimed at all women; black, white and yes, even jew. Few were spared exposure from implantation of the “random idea” to take one’s kids and as far the fuck away as possible from everybody you know. Many acted on “their” idea. The experiment was a [smashing] success. The well-being of the vagina suddenly superseded that of its offspring.

Said film starred one Kris Kristofferson, whom whether or not you’ve read the words of Cathy O’Brien, is still one undeniably creepy looking mother-fucker.

And while some will argue, that we’ve been “dumbed down” immensely over the past few years, and that argument may hold some merit, I marvel to look back and wonder, how ridiculously stupid the average dolt must have been back then; to accept the above scenario as normal, or healthy in any possible way whatsoever.

The above scene is from Alice Doesn’t Live Here Anymore, the kick-off to the experiment. In it, Scorsese make it abundantly clear, exactly what the purpose of the agenda was, to leave the children home alone. Thus, the peddlers of shit would be given free reign/rain to develop the vulnerable developing minds, and shape them into exactly what they want them to be. Need a hint? Look around you.

By making the scene so blatantly clear, we could presume that Martin feels he has given his audience/victims due warning of what they are consenting to, and is hence square with his maker. Is he? Tell you what, when I tear down the walls of AssGuard and butt-rape the Lord Yod, I’ll try and remember to ask him afterward.

I know this show was difficult for many, but I feel, very necessary. It really underscored the significance of this route my work has taken, but rather than allow ourselves be trapped in this 9th Circle of Hell, this may be a turning point. It is, as I’ve been saying over and over again this series, our choice.

In respite, I think I’ve spend six long weeks kicking just about everyone in the balls and it may be time to rebalance to the center, hence a little healing may be in order. Next week will be different, so tune in and call in. The operative word will be “healing.” Until then…

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Note A: Just this past Saturday [10/09/10], I was a guest on The Solution Revolution with Nemo Denovo. A few interesting topics came up on the show [no longer available].

Note B: Just in time for [re]publication, I was to learn the last in the series of images of the developing/degenerating Macaulay Culkin was taken by one Terry Richardson. Terry, is exactly the type of sick twisted pile of excrement masquerading as a human being Salò addressed (as Ben @ Pseudooccult Media once took the painful time to detail).

Yes, I took last week off. I am a man and I have my needs, some of them being social. But yes, there was a show this week, and it was about “THE TRUTH.”

Unfortunately for most, just like any time of the year that any Holy Days come about, many so-called “truthers”, or self-professed warriors against tyranny, will look far and wide, anywhere but within, where the scary truths might lie. However, as you may well know by now, the Rebel and discomfort meet frequently:

Can you brave it [not available]? By blindly honoring “traditions,” we serve the system. By not questioning, we consent to the system, and condemn ourselves.

Not only do “hand turkeys,” of which we are prone to pat our children on the back for and line our refrigerators with, speak to the retardation and sad lack of creativity we accept from our children, but also of rewarding them for turning away from their nature and becoming, as said previously: very ignorant and extremely indifferent to the plight of anything outside their myopic indoctrination. Hypocrisy!

I got into the “real” history and reasons behind Thanksgiving during one of pre-Rebel Path Dinners of Andros series with Stygian Port. I would seriously playfully recommend My Dinner with Stygian Port [0]. Beyond the appropriate root step to get from there to here via our transformative internal stargate, the show gets into the notions of how we digest energy and emotions, and muses over the alchemical path to immortality. Yes, a non-vampiric a philosopher’s stone.

The above video, which I do not believe was inspired by this show, was made by one of its listeners, Lee Iovino, a former member of We Are Change. To Lee’s credit, it speaks directly to my tenuous grasp on a thread of hope for humanity; it confirms there are some among us who can “handle the truth.” I presume many, especially mirror-dodgers, won’t handle the below truthful image too well:

Preposterous? Really? Give me some access to a few key media outlet points and I could have the above image on Greeting Cards within 20 years. Sentiments similar to those above have been repeated and treated with indifference countless times in modern history, and could easily be replicated. Creating such an algorithm is a rather simple task when our morality is not only so ambiguous [as painfully explored], but also so subject to the fashion of media trends.

Which, as discussed [during this show], is the exact reason we’ve been given “Religion.” Normally, when someone is seeking spiritual answers, the ambiguous divisions of what constitutes piety or virtue, would lead to a lot of questions. Thus, through ReLegion, questions are replaced by inconsistent [¿incontinent?] dogma.

Holy Timing led to an opportunity to watch the latest bit of social engineering, Skyline. I was curious if it would actually address the most obvious correlation between our contemptible actions towards other species, and the advanced aliens towards us. But, as mentioned, in the middle of the chaos and destruction, the film chose [was told to] emphasize that smoking is somehow worse than sure death.

Yea, they want us to quit smoking. For some reasons (as speculated on before), that is really really important to them. Oddly enough, the movie ends with humans being used for research, and possibly as a food/nourishment source for the aliens, which as I’ve been saying, we would have absolutely no right to complain about it.

The dramatic closing featured a timely, fashionable allusion to some of human to alien genetic-splicing, and is thus, a good segueway to Part II of the broadcast, which dealt with our own interbreeding of our earthly masters. Too much inbreeding can lead to tragic results [see above]. Us peasants, on the otherhand, the more we interebreed, the more beauty results [case in point, the lovely women of Brasil].

Interestingly enough, if you google “Sarah Jessica Parker,” you have to scroll down quite a bit before anything other than the most complimentary photos of her turn up, which would suggest some connection for her, leading to I suspect “blood.”

As stated, I do believe that the descendants of the nobility and their warrior class servants [Thor’s Children] are occasionally forced to breed outside their bloodlines in order to produce somewhat visually appealing people, and hence our eye-cons [icons]. However, that all said, it is interesting friggin ridiculous what a dumbed-down public can be conditioned/programmed to accept and not question:

There is a case study: a small group of well-programmed people among us, which after intensive differentiation by the regimens of race and religion, see themselves as somehow distinct from, and far superior to their neighbors. Hence, their neighbors are treated much like Westerners treat animals. The results: the horrors of Palestine and a steady stream of willing participants ready to put on an IDF uniform and participate in the wholesale slaughter of “those dumb animals.”

This tangent led to an telling revelation of what the term “constitution” may suggest. Israel also has a constitution, and seeing that it allows for burning animal-children alive, we can see what a rancid pile of shit that is. Speaking of shit:

The above, and the corresponding article from The New Yorker prove that, beyond a shadow of a doubt, there is a conspiracy afoot. Well, beyond doubt unless you’re dumb enough to believe that a “woman” named Aimee Odell wrote the article. And, I suspect, also explains something like Don’t Go West gets pulled off of the net. Perhaps it was reaching a point where the average fool stopped dismissing it?

Thusly, why I felt a need to capture the above. Your average moron, who has been rendered practically incapable of seeing patterns, will dismiss the above as one of chance and coincidence, as they have the other last 10 million times they have seen similar inappropriate projections. Such disability, is what allows the likes of Disney to get away with the “rogue animator” excuse for ages and ages.

While talking to Emily at the end of the show, mentioned another pattern of late notice: how the cameras have moved away from focusing on “hot babes” during breaks at sporting events, to little boys. Others have since noticed too, but most, as said, will dismiss it for “family focus” or some other regurgitatable “reason.”

I think were we able to teleport a group of Prostitutes from the Last Days of Rome into the present world, they would, based on observing how much focus today’s average woman gives to her vagina, think there was something seriously wrong with them. At the nexus point of all this crap, we find one whore named Kathy Griffith, participating in a pedofilic preteen beauty pageant, telling the contestants about waxing her hoo-hoo-dilly, and even going so far as to get “vajazzled.”

Oh, and lastly, stop using the world “Brazilian” to describe a vagina made too seem child-like. It’s another colloquialism that ultimately proves nothing more than one’s idiocy; another way of saying, “I repeat whatever the media wants me to repeat, but have no experience of my own, or critical reason to ever question anything.”

Don’t do it!

Note: I’d like to thank my friend Audra for appraising me of Kathy’s participation in the pedo-pageant schlock-fest and her inappropriate banter [which may make it into Don’t Go West V3]. What ethnic group does she belong to again? I forget.

Seems whatever agenda is out there that degenerates or hurts women, she’s there in the middle of it. Yea, that would include pushing cancer under the guise of preventing it (and referencing an Anti-Christian meme the sheep won’t notice). I could go on about Griffin, but an article about this same whore sticking glue and sparkles on her mons, is yet another that makes you wonder about how the conspiracy operates (overt stupidity versus subtle manipulation).

The theme of last night’s show was how hopelessly far away from “truth” our perception of the truth may be, due to the sad fact that we have let The Wizards of Id manipulate our memories for so long. How foolish of us to think intelligence might result after such exposure? Only a true idiot would ever presume such.

The rancid piece of dung known as The Wizard of Oz is but one [ripe] example. But, I asked one simple question during the show [downloadable]: how much of our perception of history has been dictated by the manipulators of our id canal?

The below clip is the obscured ending referenced in the show. Watch and listen to the mannerisms, words, gestures and above all, precise directions of the players:

Forget all the crap you’ve learned via the “truth movement” about MK-ULTRA. If you wanna see MIND CONTROL in action, go to the comments section for the above youtube clip and you’ll see countless REAL examples of complete mind control.

A rational mind would deduce that anywhere may be better than Home in Kansas. But, what other options does a parentless abused young girl have other than to dissociate to a mental place far far away from the seedy grind to which she’s being subjected (especially, one also bereft of friends). Right Auntie Em?

Of interest: I had used the phrase “the wizards of id” long ago in my writings, feeling it was appropriate to the manipulation of ourselves. This was long before my work went into recent directions confirming the choice was overtly accurate.

Thanks to Anna, AC/DC’s offer to do the Dirty Deed of ass-immolating any poor lad trapped in a miserable affair with a god forbid, woman, and to do it for nothing (Dirt Cheap). This really shouldn’t have surprised anyone. Despite the rocker masculinity we were told was masculine, an open eye would quickly deduce the band are far from it. A keener eye would note the spine-tingling jolts of Jehovian man-on-man um, “lightning,” and that their name itself suggests going both ways.

But, that’s nothing new. Music is [arguably] yet another art form and the media has long used the guise of “art” to flaunt their predilections openly, while concurrently propagandizing us into idealizing boys at the expense of defaming womankind (previously touched on the comparative tricks). It’s gone on for a very long time!

Unfortunately, most of us remain unaware because we’ve fallen into the mental trap of taking the word of experts instead of trusting our own lying eyes. As mentioned previously (most recently in regards to putti), all these Art PhD’s couldn’t see the reason so many glorified “men” had such small willies is that they were still boys?

I find it somewhat amusing that the talentless Luther Campbell from that shitty band named 2 Live Crew is now being looked back on as “ahead of his time.” Considering how anally fixated today’s popular music is, I can actually see that side of the argument. However, looking at the above pics, we can tell two things for certain: Luther hates women and his allegiance is to a sun cult [anus cult].

Note: Just in case any “truthers” are now looking at the above … for the last time, forget that conspindusty bullshit about the OK sign representing 666 or The Devil!

I don’t care if it’s Woodstock, Truthapalooza, or Truthstock, or PieceCock, but anytime you get legions of collective idiots together, nothing productive ever comes out of it [unless you count shit as “productive”]. The symbology alone [some examples above] tells us everything we need to know. As I’ve said before, give fools their symbols and a lie as to their origin, and the rest will take care of itself.

We got back into circumcision, which even the “truth-tellers” seem to be ranting about lately, yet only from their permitted race-baiting perspective. There’s obviously much more to the story and during the show, I looked at a couple of the historical tangents to speculate as to why it was so important an entire nation of morons would need to be brainwashed that it is somehow “desirable.” In this regard, women will form whatever opinion [¿pi onion : ass onion?] the media tells them, but gay men, to their credit, at least know better.

There may definitely be something to the notion that it would let a certain useful brainwashed minority intermingle freely within a populace; without a stigma that might limit their um, “inter-mingling.” At the end of the show, a David from Florida called in to raise the question of interesting financial angles behind the mystery.

The above is what a “normal” healthy woman looks like. Not only does she not fit into the model of what the Priest Class thinks of femininity, but she is doing something we should all do more of, sleeping in the middle of the day.

To reemphasize a point from the show: forget all the mainstream and alternative media crap about defaulted loans and mismanagement of funds, the biggest reason Greece, Portgual and Spain are being targeted, is because they do not fit the factory model of when/how brave new world robot citizens sleep, work and play.

I’m sure, that even after this show, many will stubbornly refuse to see the seedy under layer of rape and abuse behind the Wizard of Oz (despite even the revelatory look Garland gives to the man in the window, above]. All I can do is now reMind us that’s the same form of dissociation Dorothy suffers from, and that living in denial, is exactly the mind-frame desired, by those who wish to sell us “arch supports” and all manner of other mind/body/spirit destroying aides.

Note: I’ve talked about the anti-feminine nature of the nefarious and omnipresent Piece/Peace symbol in Good Year for the Asses, and many other shows, including the Burning Ring Series and even as far back as 3000 Bells.

Eugene from Underground Stream returned this week. We started off talking about the gender neutralization programs, which as the below youth indoctrination poster suggests (even without the hints), will spell out a destructive end for all humanity.

As mentioned early on, if you appreciate conversations unique to the “alternative media” and original content, please feel free to show your appreciation [go —>].

A good part of the show was spent talking about the programmed divide between sexes, a gulf which benefits the half at the expense of the whole [unavailable]. Note: Some may remember cover girl Tilda’s advertisement of her acting skills.

There are a multitude of concurrent programs running, and as my work has shown countless times, these programs, whether we like them or even view them, shape our reality. Sometimes, like it or not, our personal life is directly affected by the triggering of subroutines in the public mind.

Good to know, courtesy of the above [right] pile of excrement, that the homosexual caste is now free to denigrate those of darker skin, and those with disabilities.

There is, and has long been a “divine feminine,” but it is not even remotely related to what the mindless kumbaya-crooning new age hope-pimps are selling, or what hopelessly deluded academics like Leonard Shlain babble on about [link to the rancid pile of dung he laid in malibu, thanks to lugh for stepping in]. Am I harsh? I think not, there is good reason for my reaction of disgust [inversion is not liberation].

The [hidden/actual] target of this long-culminating program of extinction is neither the independent woman, or some minority de’jour [determined by usefulness in relation to agenda of pushing latest wave of propaganda], but is, and has been, the alpha male. Making men more like women, and women more like men, is not some elevating form of Hermeticism, it is a collectivist formula for assured mediocrity.

When the response to a certain image, story or even idea, falls clearly along those lines of gender, then no matter how hard is to face, we must recognize that such a mental division is not natural, and hence, is likely the result of a [false] program.

Yes, rape is a horrific crime, and the metaphoric equivalent of ripping someone’s heart out, but there are degrees to the notion of torture and to the principles of “justice.” Should we sink to unimaginable depths far of depravity far exceeding the original offense, we become nothing more than a crafted monster, a golem shaped by those puppeteers who twist the divide and turn their pawns into the wretched creatures like themselves [this “theme” has been repeated in far too many films to name, and yes, they chose Issue 33, Part 3, Volume 6 for subversive reasons].

There is a basic curiosity, a basic need that women have, from an early age, for the divine rod of life and fulfillment. It is nature’s way of propagating the species. The Medes, manipulate that fact by bombarding victims subliminally while young, and then inverting that notion later on, into something destructive [for all of us].

It does not matter whether or not the twisted imagery put forth correlates in any way to the reality of personal experience. For victims of psychological warfare, the mind manipulation narrative supersedes life, hence responses are predictable.

Aside from a virtual avalanche of graphic castrative porn in cinema, there is an undeniable metaphorical equivalent being reflected in the world we live in.

“And if there’s war between the sexes
Then there’ll be no people left.””
— Joe Jackson“

Generations of women, and the newest generation of “men” have been turned into an unpaid global army of volunteers for the cause/war. Of course, this has led to previously unparalleled levels of mass dissatisfaction with the new breed of effemimales, which for lack of visible options, are being misinterpreted as men.

But fret not ye believers and soldiers, even if that war never takes place, there are alternate plans to ensure there will be no people left [see above]. I seriously doubt the story about the extermination of emos in Iraq was real, but were it, might not such an act be viewed as a desperate preemptive measure to ensure a future?

Now, I do expect that many will disagree with me/us vehemently on some of the ideas discussed/written herein, but I would suspect, and do so with confidence as to a high degree of accuracy, that such objections are rooted in overexposure to the two extreme ends of programming traps crafted for minds to fall into [if you’re not familiar with the latter/right pitfall above, then see why romance is now dead].

Well, we “dinosaurs” may be on the brink of extinction, but in the meantime, we can still roar. Eugene will be back on within a month for Part II, which will get into the history of the “men who were allowed to wear pants;” the culprits behind the misery we discussed.

Note: On Thursday the 29th, I made a surprise midweek appearance on a Show hosted by a Ballet Major who somehow ended up becoming a Hate-Mongering White Supremacist Douchebag: Figuring Out Who Runs the Shoah.

Living Tiki from Age of Volcanoes joined me this week, to talk about something we both can’t get enough of, the lovely creatures known as women, our other hellves. Like all good things, they [used to] come in variety of colors, sizes and flavors.

We had a discussion about blondes, brunettes and fiery redheads, but do note, the theory I espoused was something I threw together based on my experience, your own mile-age and interpretation may vary:

Regardless, I think many would be hard-pressed to argue that most of the [mis] crea[n]tures running around posing as women today are anywhere even near, or even pose a vague similarity to, the archetypes of Lilith, Sophia, and Lucifer.

Did we neglect to mention how much we love [real] boobs? I don’t remember. :twisted: That, having likely been said, there is something even more important to be worth saying. The social engineers have done a pretty good job of chipping away at the remaining modicum of modesty women possess, but there is more intrigue and allure to being a bit shy at times … Everywoman naturally veils her mysteries.

Regardless, men being men, we need to see them every once in a while, so that we are reminded of how much we appreciate them. The [few remaining] real men love all shapes and sizes (some social/medical engineered exceptions withstanding].

Real men are men with balls, and such men pose a threat to the system. The virile bull must be sacrificed for the benefit of our Brave New World. As I’ve been harping on about quite a bit lately, this turning of women into men, and of men into women will lead us all down a very miserable path; one that by no means will end well.

And The Priests of Hole and Wood have long been chipping away at what constitutes maleness, slowly supplanting the alpha male with a glamourized bitch in disguise.

Not much is truly “hidden” as the conspindustry © likes to repeat. They did then, same as they do know. They are happy to let you know that they are “insiders” (in every sense). Why go to lengths to obfuscate, when so few get the jokes and the immeasurable few who see through the shite are considered insane by most?

We have all grown up with the belief that men abuse women and children, and perhaps, considering that everything else we believed has been wrong, it may be time to ask some tough questions. If mostly everything else we believe is a lie, then why would this foregone conclusion in regards to women be any different?

A good reason to surmise as to why we know so little about this [and many other matters], is that the media has been so tightly controlled for so long (both the mainstream and the alternative). Our investigators of all matters “true” are in fact quite the shady lot (shade as in hades, the place “where the sun don’t shine”).

And when it comes down to where to place responsibility, all we need is reverse engineer the confounded reality back to the reels of code that created it, and behind those reels we will find some familiar and distinguishable characteristics. The second image was gleamed off Living Tiki’s blog (see his corresponding post). It is an actual ad for Subaru that appeared in Israeli print. One of the Palestinian victims was killed, the other maimed. But, oy vey, not a single scratch on the car.

Next week, Living Tiki will return for Part II of this discussion and I’ll continue asking some of the questions we should all be asking by now. Ongawa! :grin:

Note: On Tuesday May 8th, I was back on Life Free or Die with Lee Rogers, as his guest. The show went on for nearly four hours commercial free, even overdriving into following program [unavailable]. I think most would find it worth a listen.

Last night got into an old topic, and old puzzle of sorts.

Here’s the show:

Look at these numerical “problems” with new eyes.

What are the mysteries behind the numerology behind the numbers 3, 6, 8 and to a lesser degree, 9? What use might solving such a riddle be?

More to come…

Sometimes it’s easy to feel superior to others and sometimes it’s easy to make moral calls. But, how often do we consider the history of those we dismiss?

As this warrior has temporarily set aside his axe, I wonder about the traumatized victims around us, some of which, I may have inadvertently compounded the suffering of. All I’m doing is asking questions, we all should be [unavailable].

While I again (repeat) am not comparing one tragedy to another, we can’t dismiss that the end result of long-term exposure to fear and psychological abuse is extremely destructive, particularly to those who are in the process of growing.

The girl below [right] is the Siberian one I spoke of from the film Girl Model (2011). She is the one (of thousands) taken away from her family, under the promise of a better life, into the system and under the care of those far less scrupulous.

Ignore the “fear porn” truths we keep getting INFORMED that we and our lesser “sheeple” don’t want to face. The real truths are fare more uncomfortable to face.

What chance do we have to grow and become a better world when we treat the daughters of others (and of other species) like mere more than slabs of meat?

And how far gone are we, regardless of whom our adversary may be, when we don’t even afford treating our own daughters the same negligent/traumatic way?

Note: I returned as a guest on Live Free or Die with Lee Rogers on Wednesday, October 3rd [unavailable]. The show went over four hours (commercial-free) and we took phone calls.

Continuing on from Part IV, we got into the concept of the Femme Fatale on this show.

The concept, as with most we have been taught (without actually processing for ourselves and learning) leaves out some of the most important details, which might help us recognize our own faults, and god forbid, grow or something [downloadable].

Some may wonder why this series continues on, and honestly, I think those still underestimate the value of the topic. It has led to us being able to revisit many notions and ideas, that for the first time, make way too much sense. Crystal clear?

I know many of us are terrified by the notion of actually having to grow up. It’s so much easier to live out an adolescent fantasy, where All Us Young Dudes are actually doing something useful. Well, it is useful, but to someone besides ourselves. The “truth” is much more belittling. There’s always been a slot to fill for eager little world-changers to propagate what they’re given.

I feel that is very likely the end of this series, but most likely, far from the end of the topic. Expect more efforts to synch up with nature. Behold the lesson learned from our humble turtle brethren.

Note: There will be a live show on Sunday Night. There is a movie that fits into the theme of the planned show and that is Being There (1979). Whether familiar, or not, some may find it of benefit to preview the film before Sunday; especially, with a new pair of eyes.

The focus of this show was that being Right, can also mean being Wrong, especially when The Right is simply nothing more than a pre-programmed reAction to a series of well thought-out stimuli. Have you ever got the feeling that you may have just walked into a net? No? Oh, then you must totally be like Spiderman [and stuff].

The focus of this show [d/l free 32K copy] picked up where some prior shows left off: the subtle manipulation of our drive and our consciousness. The rather easy trick of getting us to walk exactly into whatever traps have been laid out for us.

Aside from the below memes which more than clearly hint to, for those willing to pay attention, the [long] con-game, several examples of how such manipulation can take place where provided during the show. Basic psychology may help fathom.

You SHOULD be able to see it now, IF you have taken a few steps back outside yourself. And if you haven’t, some good music may be part of the formula for helping you (some provided during show). Don’t focus too hard on the point of power you so readily perceive. Remember, power is but shadow and illusion.

We can be as “right” as rain. But, it is about so much more than being Right. Clearly, when you step back and look at where you stand, those in the right, are the biggest dupes in this whole GAME. Yes, it’s a clever game, but a game nonetheless. And it relies on the FACT that well-meaning people cause, by far, the most harm.

Got into some topics, which likely made several people very uncomfortable, and you should know, by now, that, that can be a good thing. While I do understand that I may have been a bit harsh, I neglected to consider that the now near-common occurrences of rape in the former Soviet Union, are not so … well, “undeserved.”

If you are a true student of “history,” you should know that wherever the Red Army went, mass rape followed. The sins of the father may be being visited down on the son, as they have and will be for aeons that passed and are coming. We can only claim ignorance for so long. What you do to others, you do to yourself. Why is it taking mankind so long to figure this all so simple paradigm out? Why, oh why?

Note A: The version of the show [linked just above] is a High Quality 128K Recording. Your purchase of encourages the creation of more content.

Note B: This was the show that featured Metro Bob’s “Live Coverage” of the [um] riots following the Trayvon Martin verdict. And, in related matters, just found it kind of interesting that the subject of “peaches” came up during the Game of Thrones examples, so shortly after randomly coming up during the last Goldbug show.

Note C: The referenced prior podcasts that came up in the show were: Loosely Changed, How to Be a Man, & You Are a Machine.

No denying the current level of feminist insanity has been dialed up past 11, thanks in no small part to the infamous failed “woman-hater” named Toilet (Elliot) Fucker (Roger).

Well, he’s really not responsible for it. Those responsible are the twisted [self-described] “victims of the patriarchy” who’ve seized on the event spin their webs.

Their prior webs managed to [mentally] entangle quite a few victims. The public outcry due to mass misinterpretation of a love scene in a recent episode of HBO’s Game of Thrones as “The Rape of Cersei” attests to that. Incest, Child-Murder, Torture, Castration, Disembowlement and Mutilation are petty things when contrasted against a woman not explicitly uttering the word “yes” before penetration occurs.

Tonight’s show picked up where the discussion on Elliot left off and got into the [alleged] Rape of Cersei. From there we got into rape culture and victim culture, question facts instead of getting caught up in an emotional Pavlovian web.

This was the start of a three part series on these relative and relevant issues. The others to be posted…

The 100 Years War between France and England, was definitely the longest war of all time, and probably, for the common man living in France at least, the most horrendous time in human history to endure this thing we call “living.” The conflict was begun by two kings, neither of whose grandchildren would live to see the end.

On this show, I look back at that period of time, referencing the prior two shows dealing with the reality of the dark ages and the history of military tactics, in order to better understand the then, and more importantly, the now [download]:

The war’s effect on the lives of commoners would [as demonstrated throughout the show] affect the course of human history, long after this war and these ages would pass, well into the now, and far beyond into the future. The battles of Agincourt, Poitiers and Crécy, while giving strategic lessons on tactics to military historians, offer us a wealth of information about ourselves [if we dare face the mirror].

As Paul Kelly once sang, “In the hour of greatest slaughter the great avenger is being born.” And during such a long conflict, that formula eventually bore a child: a true “miracle” nascented. But, we can’t let things such as miracles upset social order. The incriminating soot of guilt for the incineration of said miracle, covers not English or Burgundian hands, but abounds on those of the French themselves.

Though, to look at the horrors of the period, without acknowledging the fruits, would make this show plummet into the whiny victim trap that the conspIndustry calls “home.” A pudgy Bavarian Queen named Isabeau not only provided us with some fascinating tales, but left behind a legacy every red-blooded male on this planet is grateful for. :grin: Anyone else have that Pixies song stuck in their head?

The turmoil in the Italian city-states dragged in participants from continental Europe and beyond, even those in the middle of their own centurial conflict. Chaos creates opportunity for those seeking fortune in the misery of others. Sir John Hawkwood, turned banditry into eternal life, and word has it that Russell Brand has been greenlighted for an “action comedy” focusing on Hawkwood. Alas, we will now be graced with a fresh look at Sir John from a [very] anally-fixated viewpoint. :sad:

When reading fiction, the [inFormed] teacher is usually quick to remind us to consider we are seeing the tale from the narrator’s perspective. The [Western] teacher who cautions us to the [European] bias of historical narrators is a rarity.

Entangling alliances and feudal oaths, are only but a part of the picture of a much bigger landscape. Lord Walder Frey could have consulted Bayezid the 1st, on how to solve the inevitable problems resulting from too many heirs. While Bayaezid’s methods may seem extreme to some [or all] of us, we should consider this “Turk,” not only taught the powers of Europe a lesson in humility, but also one in mercy.

The phenomenal accomplishments of the Hussites on the battlefield, paved the way for the weakening of class structure and church power like nothing before. Perhaps, that is why the Soviets had to bottle up the Czechs for so long? Once the wall fell, the Czechs yet again unleashed their crude, yet common, arsenal of weapons on males deceiving themselves as being “battle-hardened” and ready. :roll:

Note A: The prior two shows, which build a good base for understanding a bit of what was going on during this period, are not yet available. The following show, took a look at said periods of history, with new eyes.

Note B: To give credit where credit is due, a big part of the inspiration for this show, and source for a few of the fascinating tales shared within is Barbara Tuchman’s A Distant Mirror: The Calamitous 14th Century. Appropriately entitled, and highly recommended.

This show was inspired by viewing three different “historical” films. The Liberator (2013), about Simon Bolivar’s campaign of freeing South America from Spanish rule and racial disparity. ’71 (2014), a soldier’s tale, about the complicated situation in Northern Ireland. Lastly, Mongol (2007), about Genghis Khan’s rise to prominence.

The question that came up [repeatedly], the same which had come up before (during the look into genocide), is what is a director’s responsibility [or obligation] to the truth when shooting a historical drama? The answer to that question may, like many things in this complex world, not be as simple as we would prefer.

In one case, it could be argued that truth borders on outrageous lies, yet the same film also provided us with a slice into the heart of matters that cuts deeper on a level the pathetic alternative media can never hope to reach. I have to apologize in regards to being confused as to the origins of the line, “If you keep dancing with the devil, one of these days he’s going to want to fuck.” Still at a loss as to source.

If we put expectations on the the makers of a historical films, then should we heap the same level of trutherian ideals on pornographers? Do they bear responsibility for the idiot masses who mimic the behavior viewed on ventures designed purely with the bottom line (i.e., money, in this case), without the slightest mental process if the acts they witness are performed solely for market-driven considerations?

The topics this show is willing to broach, are but one of the reasons this broadcast has more value than all the conspIndustry shit combined. Outside of imaginary top-down speculative conspiracies, these are real events that may impact your real life. And the impact of a penile fracture is definitely something every male out there would be best served by gaining a little knowledge on how to best avoid.

Our very survival, is aided by our natural instinct to mimic while young. However, when we refuse to grow up, a [fascist] nanny state may feel the need to rise around us and protect us from our worst enemies, ourselves. If we provide the nanny state with enough impetus to be overbearing, who can we realistically blame when those nannies turn out to be no better than us (when they suffer from the same malignant failings as we)? Away from the conspiratorial “answers” [which amount to a pile of shit], we can ask questions: such as, when we put someone in a position whose livelihood is based on their avoiding obsolescence, are results not predictable?

It really is a shame that there are those out there so poisoned, they even interpret truths like Snowpiercer in a conspiratorially negative light (fully reviewed from a reality based perspective). But as I said within, “A person who is suffering from delusion will overlook any facts and any logic that run contrary to that delusion.”

Though I may have overused the word “phenomenal,” if ever there was a word well-suited to describe Genghis Khan’s accomplishments, that would be the one. In light of these labors, we must face the question of why are they under-appreciated by so many historians of all branches and so many among us? Beyond implicit perverse reasons and explicit conspiratorial factors known to cloud history, we are obliged to add a couple more to the list: ethnocentrism and cultural bias.

What saved Europe from Genghis Khan? Distance. Though I do realize that the word “saved” is a subjective term [see next paragraph], this simple herdsman would change the shape and makeup of the precolonial world like no other. Had Mongolia been located just a little further East, not only would the map of the world be entirely different today, so would the global power structure and its ethnic makeup.

Here’s another perspective [found after the show, from a book I’ve yet to read]: “The Mongol army led by Genghis Khan subjugated more lands and people in twenty-five years than the Romans did in four hundred. In nearly every country the Mongols conquered, they brought an unprecedented rise in cultural communication, expanded trade, and a blossoming of civilization. Vastly more progressive than his European or Asian counterparts, Genghis Khan abolished torture, granted universal religious freedom, and smashed feudal systems of aristocratic privilege.”

Within this podcast, you will find a frank discussion of Mongol military tactics of value found in few other places. It was a fascinating field of exploration for me, and hopefully, for many of you as well. One item implied, though not specifically delved into was the egality among the Mongol ranks. The Khans placed such a high value on the individual Mongol warrior, they outfitted and equipped him to the benefit of his success and survival like no other army before or [arguably] since.

During the show, I should have said “Western Civilization” is based on post-Roman world built on top of a Greek/Alexandrian foundation. This foundational back-bone of the modern world, upon its consideration as the time-frame shaping our reality, can lead to some rather interesting avenues of discourse (see Fomenko show).

In relation and of interest are modern Russian efforts to reclaim Genghis, after the Soviets spent years trying to wipe his memory from hearts, minds and archives. With no official sanctioned portrait left behind, many have tried [and failed miserably] to reshape the image of the Great Khan to their own biased view.

When the Mongols came, they came with a tenacity and ferocity few could withstand. Add to that the [begrudgingly by those subjugated] granted cunning and intelligence, and you have an unstoppable force. Imagine yourself a common soldier [trying to] stand your ground as they approach. Can you? Try not to shit yourself.

Once again, this show was not a review of or about the aforementioned movies, but the thought-streams they helped produce. The most intriguing of which may be, that those mirrored lenses we use to shield ourselves from the prying eyes of others, may best serve us were we to flip the mirrors to face inwards.

Note A: In regards to the discussion to comparison with English Longbowmen, worth noting (but not mentioned) is that the [inferior] European longbow technology did not come into play until long after the Mongol peak.

Note B: A few [not already linked] shows those who found this of interest may want to check out: Skeptic Descartesian Philosophy, A 100 Years of Calamity, 2000 Yeas of Military Tactics [not available yet].