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Fumk it!

January 4, 2022

So, I say Fumk being the Divine Masculine and Feminine.
For now.
How about first BEING Masculine or Feminine as the case may be?
What does that EVEn mean?
Do we know anymore?
It’s accessible, but is it reachable?
What role models do we have for authentic Masculinity and Femininity anymore?
An exercise I did a LOT, that really gave me deep and trippy insights into myself was this:
Sit in a quiet place with a Mirror and LOOK into your eyes.
Keep looking and looking and looking. Deeply.
Ultimately the entity on the other side speaks to you in your mind. It IS you after all.
And it tells you deep, sometimes uncomfortable but always liberating realities about your “Self”.
Because one of THE most difficult things in this living life is doing an HONEST SELF-ASSESSMENT.
The mirror, as it turns out, IS magickal. But it must be used like a tool.
And so, man or woman, you will real eyes where you need to straighten up, where you need to let go, where you need to sharpen, where you need to nourish.
And as you do those things, you lose personas and become more and more YOUR self.
And if you are a man, then authentic masculinity will flower from with-in…a strengthening, a calming, a focus, an awareness…likewise for a woman.
Look/see…. A Man and a Woman are each other’s Inverts. Poles apart. That is how we were created.
For maximum attraction.
The man all Kinetic, the woman all potential.
You see, they got the feminine on the run these last few hundred years, now going mad along with their male counterparts, rushing.
The feminine is dark, still, fecund, unpredictable.
Now, in the same RUT, rotting away.
Think, how many women put a chlorine bleached, toxic cotton penis up their sacred place, 6 daze a moonth, so they can go to work.
Taking a blade to their entire bodies every morning, to shave.
You C?
Porn and it’s attendant fall in morality worldwide, destroyed the masculine single-handedly.
Boom, the male lost all self control.
Now Hundred of millions take the “Blue Pill” so they can fumk!
And thus we mush around in the middle, in the muddle.
Reclaim who you are fully first, then make it holy…
πŸ§™

Mad I Seen…

January 2, 2022

Kay, so we all need talking points when we come across people with beliefs that are diverse from ours.
I used to have TOO MANY some years ago. Greater knowledge, refinement, wisdom with years etc. shrank that to mostly silence and a smile. I feel NO need to explain myself to any one. I’m, as they say, good πŸ™‚
Not to the point of being rude though, plus, there are some people, who with open minds DO engage in healthy debate, for them here are two that I keep in my quiver regarding the modern medical cyst-m.
a) Yes, a).
a) is the point that, we were ALL sold this lie in school that just a little over a hundred years ago, people used to drop like flies at 30-40 years of age. Short little lives.
Ravaged by all manner of disease that had NO CURE, till rucksfucker medicine came by early in the 20th century.
Yes, these short lived people, world over, somehow managed to squeeze 200 years of life into those short, disease ridden 50 years, if lucky. They built buildings and ornaments and everything in between, figured out the secrets to life, were astronomers, astrologers, long cycle things aware…..but lived short, disease ridden lives.
We are given black and white photos of grimy existences in the MUDDLE ages, a misnomer if there ever was one. This was also when, supposedly, all those magnificent castles, forts, cathedrals etc. were being built.
By their own tortured, lie filled Scaligarian timeline.
So I look around.
On my mothers side… Grandma and grandpa lived to 85 and 70, GGrandma lived to 85 and GGrandpa to 99.
Hmmmmmm…… and the photos they had of their ancestors, were all of wizened 80-90 year olds.
On my father’s side, Grandma and Grandpa lived to 70 and 97 and their parents, who I only saw pictures of, were ANCIENT.
I can safely say this is true for 10 of my close friends, all with parents, and grandparents in their late 80’s and early 90’s.
Village people lived EVEN LONGER!
And this takes us back to people born in the 1840’s, 50’s…. living long, healthy, mentally sane lives.
The younger generations have had a MUCH higher level of disease in general.
Such a faaaaghing lie.
Even in emergency medicine, come see a Puttur Bone Setter at work sometime. Puts together a shattered bone with a single, well defined pull, twist and set.
Did you know that all early surgeons were BARBERS? Yes, BARBERS were the earliest SURGEONS.
Proof positive of this is that in the Livery company system in the city of Londonium, The Honorable Company of Barbers is OLDER than the Honorable Company of Surgeons which was in fact a subordinate part of the Company of Barbers. It’s good to stay humble and know your roots, eh?
Barbers were the first Surgeons. Imagine that.
But, to not digress, yea, look at old photos and see ALL THE OLD, WIZNED, WISE and usually HAPPY looking old people.
Go to the small villages in the hills of Nepal, Oldies EVERY WHERE.
The big lie of life extension…ugh. The bigger lie of quality of life extension.
Painkillers made us afraid of pain, as a collective.
Pain is a teacher, booted OUT by quick fix toxins.
You see?
One other tidbit, the Haaaaavuhd journal of Mad Icine, has an authoritative article on it which says that there are NO EXPIRY DATES FOR MODERN PILL MEDICINES. Being entirely inorganic and vacuum or nitrogen sealed, they should last forever.
How many hundreds of billions worth of MAD icines get tossed away every year due to having expired.
The whole thing is a giant faaaaghing money making scam of epic, long lasting proportions and is now the sword of Damocles falling on the collective neck.
Add the shameless faaaaaaghing In sure ance business, another scam of epic proportions, dancing with the epic scam of modern allopat hic hic mad icine….
Damn Paw litical korrektness, but I think the fat lady is about to sing…this year…

Bad boy, bad boy, what y’gonna do?

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2022, SIX, SEX, HEX…

January 1, 2022

Sow, my friends.
What do we have in store this new gregorian clock big hand shift to 2022?
The thing, I think, is that it’s the year of the REAPER.
Not the grim reaper mind you. That is just fear based religio-cult programming bullshit.
No no no.
It will be the year of the REAPER as in, we will reap what we have SOWed.
This year a SIX(2022), so SEXy, the Tantric Mahayantra, the iShTAR of David, Fire and Ice, upward and down word, all balancing OUT.
Ye shall reap what ye shall SOW.
But if only that was all there is to it right?
Brahma (sow), Vishnu (Caretake, Till, Clean, Nurture), Shiva (Reap).
No great crop grows in a day either. So this is all about long cycles closing. We have been prepared, each in our own unique ways, to learn to release. Wars and rumors of wars, dis eases and DEFINITE rumors of dis eases.

Famines and Daaaak Wintuhs.


If you flow with the script, I’d say this is the time to prepare to shed.
Weight, attachments of the heavy sort, toxic anything (things, substance, people, situations, places), misconceptions, ignorance….
All of it.
Only the leanest will get through the i off the Need El!
So you don’t reap what you sow. You reap what you sow and tend.
Look back, with a clear eye… the places where balance was lost leap out, clear as night. If not resolved, expect resolution.
Has to be. Now that we are all clearly in lock-step with the higher storyline, it behoves us to at last be honest with ourselves first.
C’mon, you know I’m saying TOTAL honesty.
A Karmic year for sure.
We shall reap what we sowed and tended all our adult lives.
I say BRING IT! Such a relief…

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My SON, My SUN!

December 24, 2021

Lucifer is the SUN.

The LIGHT BRINGER for feck’s sake.

How much more obvious could it be?

O, how have you fallen from HEAVE-N, SON/SUN of the MOURNING!

BLINDED BY THE LIGHT….

Every DAY, DEI, the SON/SUN of the MOURNING R-ISIS in the East (F-EAST).

It claims the HOURS/HORUS of the Dei….

Over-Whelmed as we are by it’s raZZle daZZle, we are BLIND to what IS.

In DUNE, the FREMEN, the freemen, knew the sun was the any-me.

It gave us the Duality of Dei and night, It SPLIT the HEAVENs.

aSUNder!

Heck, the sun even eats colour.

It BURNS.

BE URNS.

For Ashes…

I have stared boldly into the sun, the mid dei sun…..sometimes for 20-30 minutes. For many years now.

Once you can gaze into it boldly, you are never again blinded by the light of any one or anything.

Brings SO much balance into life…I have stared into an eclipse as well.

The Vedas are ALL about Solar Cultism (Tat Savitur Varayneeum), the CHURCH is a solar cult.

Judaism and Islam are Lunar cults.

But, do you C?

It’s so counter intuitive.

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A Tangential Tan Gent…

December 13, 2021
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ABLE WAS I ERE I SAW ELBA.
This is the famous palindrome about the i’s land the Nap-o-Lean was banished to.
Able was I, NOT CAIN.
The bloodlines are STILL at war.
STILL (unmoving) at war! Language, I tell ya, traps everywhere.
Anyways, I’m sure the Act-whore that played Nap-o-Lean served no banishment, but as he himself reportedly (or was it prrrrrportedly) said that his-story is a set of lies agreed upon. A-greed upon, obviously.
So ABLE went to ELBA.
El-BA
The Body of EL.
And UN-ABLE, it’s obvious OPPOsite?
Is LUNE-BA, the body of the MOON.
Yes, this is how whacky cyphers are.
Nap-o-Lean went to Elbahhhahaaaahaaa…
All wars are called “Theaters” for a reason.
But dis-tractions aside, WHO IS EL?
Definitely humankind’s any-me because L, the (R)ight angle is impossible for us.
And the L is the escape from the circle of LIE-fe.

he IRON(Fe) clad LIE.
How so Vivek? I’m sure you’re asking your good selves that Q this very instant….see? I’m a mind -reader.
So we live trapped in the Circ-EL (The Church of El) of life. Hmmmmmm…see? There he is again.
Our lives have a Circular pattern. Just like our C-Locks.
Trapping a supposedly linear unfoldment in a CIRC-el…A pantomime of Hands and Faces. See? Hmmmmm…..

Our PI-neal and PI-tutiary G-LANDS run our chemically dependent lives.
Pi-Pi. 2 Pi and R make the CIRCumference of our CIRC-EL of LIE-Fe.
2PiR
So life is running in a CIRC-EL, clearly a TRAP.
BUTT…
Every Trap has a Re-Lease. (Yes, Re-Lease, I know, left?).
The Re-lease from a Circ-El is a TAN-GENT.
If you can bend 90 Degrees at your CIRCumference, you can Fly Free.
Oh hoh hoh!
L is the LOCK.
L is the KEY
Oh can’t you C?
Live Tangentially.
Or, if you’re lucky like me, you’re a born TAN GENT πŸ˜‚
At the very edge of the circle of life is a gate. Every ANGLE has an ANGEL.
The Pa-Sword is 90 Degrees.
The I’m-Possible Angle/Angel.
And that, my frandz, is
Know-El-Edge
πŸ§™

Time IS Breath!

December 4, 2021

Time IS breath.
At the cost of being repetitive, Time IS breath.
Thank you Gurdjieff.
Time begins for us the moment we are born and ends the moment we die.
T I M E – E M I T
The rush begins from child-birth.
Chop off the umbilical cord (sell the Placenta, but that’s a while other story), hang you upside down and slap your ass to make you cry.
What a start. So you begin life with a sob. Instead of a giggle.
But right there, you were forced to breathe (out at that) before your “Time”…
From there on out and now more than ever, everything is about the making of adrenalin junkies.
I did one major amusement park, saw what it was all about and warned anyone who would listen not to send their children on those harrowing rides.
So much sped up breath, time/emit/time/emit…..screaming, hearts racing…..
It would for the rest of your life, take at least that much adrenalin in the system for you to feel excited.
And then the music, faster and faster and the movies and plays, more and more dramatic, TV the full on adrenalin rusher…..pawrn, gonzo pawn, r@ pe pawrn…. more and more desensitization, rushing your system to hormonal extremes at a younger and younger age…..hunger games, nihilism…… on and on ….. base jumping, wing suiting, red bulling, faster and faster.
What are you DOING Friday night? What are you DOING right now.
Even relaxing (vacationing) has become a doing of packing, travelling, snorting, return to the quotidian, the daily….
Do be do be dooooo is the real game.
Breathe in, hold, breathe outttttttttt…….
We cannot keep breathing in forever, now can we?
Exhale…Quality over quantity.
Time IS Breath…

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Babbleon Rising!

October 27, 2021

To attain the power to manifest your desires without knowing yourself first is a curse….


There was an age and we were at a stage, where you ONLY used voice/word to manifest.


Thus all the gods and goddesses of yore “Spoke” the world into existence.


First there was the word and the word (Logos) WAS God.


And God said LET THERE BE…..


Speak to Create.


S-PEAK…


In the Indian tradition, the Rishis, the wisest men of Yore, spoke things into manifestation.


Tathastu! It is So!

Now? Psychobabble for the most part.


Cursively written, Spelled, Grimoire ruled Babbleon.


But words have not lost their power just because we’ve lost connection with their roots.


And so we are speaking a literal confused hell of a jumbled, un-understood word salad into existence…


In Japan, they started this curious fashion of writing absolutely meaningless word jumbles on clothes.


And poor Japan, CANNOT learn english, try as it might. No surprise really.


Chaos magic of the highest power happens through invocations and incantations.


The TONgue is the lash, the hook, the flail in the mouth of an appropriately trained mage…


Words spoken or unspoken, manifest our world every moment…

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Rising from pi to phhhhhhhhi~

October 27, 2021

Please innerstand this well…

Pi is the essence of a circle.

Phi is the essence of the spiral.

What happens between Pi and Phi?

The circle breaths. Is is allowed to expand from the center.

Spiral in, spiral out….

pi

pHi

What then is H?

Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………

Breath.

2 is a dead dimension.

That is why the trap is Binary.

A two dimensional pattern is busy creating a simmulacra of a 3 dimensional world.

And no Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..

No BREATH.

Now does it make sense?

I Can NOT BREATHE!

The price we need to pay to live in a machine’s world.

Can you breathe in a chemical factory?

Don’t let “them” take your breath away…

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Al Khemi…

October 23, 2021

Our current eco-vironment, at every level, is designed to stunt us. Even when it gives us the feeling of setting us free, it stunts us.

So many subtle sub-texts to one more gem from Manly Palmer Hall…. The great White(Haired) Brotherhood and the great Grey(Haired) Sisterhood kept us in consonance with nature.

In this darkest, densest part of the age of iron, where everything was bound to “Hang Heavy”, false light (Elect-Ric) has us scattered (not Con-fused)….. true light is magnetic, biological, it does not burn, it glows.

The constant and bright outer light, now mostly LED’s, have stolen our attention from the inner light and the light/s up above. Night-time skies in cities are muddied and bright….

Anyways, any journey worth it’s while and energy, tends to have a singularative ending, either by fusion or a great scattering.

And Manly says, eloquently I might add, at the end of his little pearl, at the end of the road…..the journeyer shall…”as a silent watcher will learn from that Divine One, who is the Great Alchemist of all the universe, the greatest alchemy of all, the creation of life, the maintenance of form, and the building of worlds.”

In his words…<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>

“The alchemist of today is not hidden in caves and cellars, studying alone, but as he goes on with his work, it is seen that walls are built around him, and while he is in the world, like the master of old, he is not of it. As he goes further in his work, the light of other people’s advice and outside help grows weaker and weaker, until finally he stands alone in darkness, and then comes the time that he must use his own lamp, and the various experiments which he has carried on must be his guide. He must take the Elixir of Life which he has developed and with it fill the lamp of his spiritual consciousness, and holding that above his head, walk into the Great Unknown, where if he has been a good and faithful servant, he will learn of the alchemy of Divinity. Where now test tubes and bottles are his implements, then worlds and globes he will study, and as a silent watcher will learn from that Divine One, who is the Great Alchemist of all the universe, the greatest alchemy of all, the creation of life, the maintenance of form, and the building of worlds.”β€”The Initiates of the Flame by Manly Palmer Hall

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Trance-End-Dance….

October 15, 2021

The journey of life…
Begins at the EN-TRANCE….
And if well lived, stops at the…
TRANCE-END.

EN-TRANCE to TRANCE-END

Life, they are telling us, is a trance.

As All ways, whoa whoa whoa moments then come tumbling…

trance (n.)
late 14c., “state of extreme dread or suspense,” also “a half-conscious or insensible condition, state of insensibility to mundane things,” from Old French transe “fear of coming evil,” originally “coma, passage from life to death” (12c.), from transir “be numb with fear,” originally “die, pass on,” from Latin transire “cross over, go over, pass over, hasten over, pass away,” from trans “across, beyond” (see trans-) + ire “to go” (from PIE root *ei- “to go”). French trance in its modern sense has been reborrowed from English. As a music genre, from c. 1993.

Ooooohhhhh….. Orginally “Passage from LIFE to DEATH”….

And the rest of what the etymology implies.

Of course, TRANCE music, that has ensnared generations since, 1993 as that etymology tells us, is the death-cult, machine mind’s music.

The TRANCE must END for life to really begin….

The OPPO-SIGHT of TRANCE-END is Surrender.

SLIP back beneath the waves, to rise again into the trance..

TRANCE-END-DANCE is an active state, Surrender is a passive state.

To gno how to Transcend is to gno HOW to DIE.

I’m sure many reading this can extend the tale.

If the Entrance is sullied, all passing through it is sullied.

Think of what is being done to the YONI as I type and you read.

It was never an ENTRANCE, it was a PORTAL…

Words matter. Names matter.

Purity (SHUDDHI) matters.

Else we are EN-TRANCED from birth to Surrender.

Time to Trance-end eh?

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LOGGED IN! LOGGED OUT!

October 11, 2021

In these Buy-Nary (empty) MAChines, everything is STILL LOGGED.

LOG in

LOG out

Data LOG

LOG-Arrythamic Functions drive modern mathematics….

LOGOS – LOG-OS

is the Operating System

This system is a poor copy of the real. A pretender.

But it, like all Word/WorLd builders, nose that “FIRST THERE WAS THE WORD”

and the ineffable NAME created it all.

So they have to keep telling us.

The SHIP’s LOG to go to the STARS.

LOG-IC is LOGIC….

LOGic to LAWgic is the fall….

The search for the LAWst word is the journey on the Royal Road…

On it’s PEAK, you cannot S-PEAK….

Ponder-worthy….

Shhhhhhhh…..

The trees were slaughtered into LOGS for this very reason…

So a PArched, PArchment faux reality could be created.

And every de-tail LOGGED…

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PAPAr ACCOUNTS!

October 11, 2021

In this inverted world, false AU-THOR-ity comes from Paper.


PAPal BULLshite is written what used to be called PARCH-MENT.


Look at these words!


PARCH is DRY.


MENT is Mind.


PARCH-MENT turned to PAPER.


PULPED ENTS (trees) turned to PAPER.


And the inverted reality, which is full of CONTRACTS (not EXPANDS) which we RITE on PAPER and then SIGN/SINE SIN into existence.


And these contracts, some we sine consciously and many we give Con-Sent to unknowingly, continuously CONTRACT us.


From IOU’s to Fiat paper money, forests were pulped into empty promises of value.


And on these Parched Papers we sit and DRAW everything in our lives.


DRAW funny munny for a bank ACCOUNT? An Account is but a story, a fairytale…


The two sides of life in this dualistic, 2D existence (that is the original CONTRACT, magnificent multi-dimensional creatures, we are, trapped in a 2D matrix.

1010100101010010101)…


One is REAL and the other is REEL….


Pinch yourself to see which is which is Hu is hu!
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Bon App a tEAT!

October 10, 2021
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Now here is a mystery.


dEATh

DIEt

mEAT
e= 5 Throat Chakra
a = 1 Root Chakra
T = The De-Capitated Hueman
To EAT is to DIEt
Faster if you Cain-Able-ize your CELLf by EATing ME-EAT…
BUTT…WEIGHT…. there’s more….


consumption (n.)late 14c., “wasting of the body by disease; wasting disease, progressive emaciation” (replacing Old English yfeladl “the evil disease”), from Old French consumpcion, from Latin consumptionem (nominative consumptio) “a using up, wasting,” noun of state from past-participle stem of consumere “to use up, eat, waste,”


Ohhhhhhhhhh Mahhhhhhhhhhh……


The HABITuATE it Consumption function.


To Consume is to USE UP, EAT and WASTE…a DIS-EASE…


BUTT….WEIGHT…there’s all ways more….


brEATh


hmmmmmmm…..haaaaaahaaaaa….


brEAThe….. deeply……


So, given all this, what is this life really all Ab OUT?


What, in fact, IS life? and dEATh?


If we were light as fEAThers, could we fly?


Please do not take this Mess-Age LIGHTLY, yah?


C, with out hEAT you cannot EAT mEAT….


Do I need to bEAT the mess age in?


nEAT eh?


Take a sEAT…. suck the tEAT…


whEAT? Mmmmhhhhhhh….


I mean, holy shEAT, right?


A Fast, meanwhile, speeds you right up. Right? FASTer….


Ponder worthy…


Bon Appetit! πŸ§™

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FREE? Hahaaaardly….

September 28, 2021

FREE is one of the biggest lies foisted upon us, linguistically and in life.

F(R)EE

Mirror is:F(L)EE

The key word is FEE.

In the meatrix and in NATURE, you all waze PAY to PLAY.

See? You PAY to P(L)AY, or else you better P(R)AY.

There is no such thing as free in this REALm or REALity.

The only way an inherently dualistic system can be kept in any kind of balance is if it’s basis is in

THE LAW OF EQUVIVALENT EXCHANGE

GIVE

and RECEIVE

Since this is a far more LAYERED REALity than our currently attenuated senses allow us to perceive, this X-CHANGE happens at many levels, seen and other-WIZE…

As much as we interact with anything too deeply, we age…with no blueprint existing that allows a guided growth into the super beings we all are seeded to be, we are lost.

And leaking.

Speaking of the collective here obviously and I can say from my own life experience, got to find those leaks and heal/plug them.

Only then can your “SElf/CELLF” expand into a convex life. Self Full FIlled. Full of YOUR SELF.

And that is just the way it should be…

There is no FREE.

No such thing as FREEDOM in any external context.

When you are “free” on the inside, you’re home.

REALity bends to DESTINY/DENSITY.

And “free” inside is not just a concept.

Here is an absolute:

The key to the gate of ascension is the voluntary (and relaxed) cessation of breath. For all humans. All paths lead there…

Fear at that point is obviously the lock.

THAT is Mount Ever Rest!

Be-Cause re-member, on Mount Ever Rest, you cannot breathe…

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Sonic Destruction…

September 25, 2021

You feel safe when you are impregnable.

So they have everyone near naked in a terribly body/mind hostile environment.

So Vulnerable!

Thin t-shirts, thin soled, heled, unbalancing shoes, no arms except the ones in your sockets, a toxic food supply chain…..cities are not places humans thrive, they survive…….badly.

Is it any wonder people are so jumpy, defensive and hostile in Mega Cities.

The Noo Yorks, LA’s, San Francisco’s….London, Paris, Tokyo, Berlin…..filthy underbelly under a shiney, over lit facade.

True Potemkin Villages, these megacities.

Something I noticed a long time ago and started paying attention to was the almost constant “sonic assaults'” in a big city. Loud horn, ambulances racing, police cars chasing…. and in all the above mentioned cities, literal brawls if you stay out long enough and go to the wrong places.

Also note, megacities are BATHED IN ALCOHOL. It’s constantly advertised and constantly consumed.

New York City consumed 400 MILLION GALLONS of beer last year.

Officially. That’s just beer.A

nd it’s near impossible to find deep statistics, because they hide them.

India consumes close to Six BILLION LITERS of alcohol annually. Officially anyways. So double that EASY if not 10X it.

So anyways, imagine the figure per capita for Germany. The UK is a nation of functioning alcoholics.

Japan is a sight to behold when the sun goes down….everyone heads for the bars and eateries and drink and drink and drink. Every night. The stations are full of “Office Men” in suits, sprawled drunk all over. Not what you expect in Japan. But the day’s tensions are so high and the system’s anti-dote is more poison, only it numbs you.

So the deemons of Al Kuhul/Al Ghoul spread liberally, added to a general claustrophobia, noise of buses and trains and trams and people and repair and building construction….

.And with each dissonate sound, we flinch. Less and less as the years go by, but deep inside, when an ambulance races by with Red White and blue flashes and mourning, pitch perfectly toned siren to cause maximum discomfort in the listeners…. You flinch.

Go inwards.

Want to cover your ears. But we don’t. We are rougher than before, coarser senses.

So I practice un-flinching my self. I reach for those places that I know don’t even react anymore, so burned out.

Life in the Matrix/Meatrix is death oriented, anti-life, coarse.

To un-coarsen is to re-sensitize.

And goddess knows we need all our sensitivities and sensibilities and senses refined and sensitive. Such great hoaxes unfolding left and right.

Only the centered ones will really make it across the rolling log bridge. As in to thrive post this current and actually very extreme and real nonsense we are trapped in. Survival is a weak goal.

Let’s thrive…

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Feminine Breath…

September 24, 2021

Praan, Shwaas, Breath… this is the force of the animating dimension in this reality.

God blew into Adam’s (Clay Man) nostrils, the breath of life. And the clay became animated.

Hawa (literally Wind in persian) blew into Aadam and he was animated.

Aaaa Dum.

Dum is farsi for Praan/Chi.

Some of the codes are so simple.

Khud Aaa : Literally the Self Came (self Begotten)

Aaa Dum

&

Hawa (aka Dum)….

This is really telling and something I’m going to speak about on camera….

In the Hindu mythos, Brahma spoke the world into existence. AKA Breathed it into existence.

Shiva is Shava (Corpse) without Shakti.

Shakti Animates Shava into Shiva.

They are all telling us that Breath is the Feminine force, the Animatrix.

The Womb is a 5D space.

Only a creator can be a sustainer/nurturer.

Both the naked, jezbel, material, irresponsible western feminine archetype and the Burkha clad, oppressed, trapped, helpless Muslim Feminine archetype are careful constructs from the narrative makers.

With the rapid polarization of society, more people go to the extremes, the middle “gives” and we are in the mess we are in today.

Only the healed feminine can create healed children that can fundamentally change the vibe of the world.

Meanwhile, breathe, Geheri Shwaas lo….

Make friends with the Animatrix.

She is, so we are…

She is also the master mathematician.

Only through her, is 1+1 = 3Β 

May be an image of 1 person and sculpture

Sat!

September 17, 2021

Satya, the sanskrit word for truth makes for an enlightening short dive.

The quality of a word in a master language like sanskrit speaks to it’s root/core.

English, as we all well understand by now, is a spell casting construct, with Grammer coming from Grimoire, the Necromancers guide, essentially.

Even the word for the alphabet in Sanskrit is Akshar.

A-Kshar, that which cannot be sub-divided.

A root sound.

One could write books on the beauty of this language. All root languages are like this.

Russian….whoa….super complex but also extensive rule set and makes for deep minds. Tamil, similar. Hebrew. Magyar.

They force you to think and speak with depth.

Latin and it’s bastard step-child, English meanwhile are languages of small vocabularies (much shrunk every year by the pun DITZ at the DICTIONary makers), Vague rules (Always an i before an e? Except after a C? Yes, with 36 exceptions, commonly used), obscure grammer with necromantic, darker undertones…they are, as tools of their creators, weapons of LAW and RELIGION…

It forces you to be a Memorizer (Spelling Bee anyone) not a resonator/creator.

So, let’s drop all the various connotations of Truth from our mind and think about SATYA…


The root of Satya is SAT.

And SAT means IS-ness,

What IS is SAT.

SAT-CHIT-ANANDA best translates to ISness, Consciousness-Bliss.

Sat is undeniable, Sat will fall on your toes and crush them.

If there is anything REAL in this REALm, it is SAT.

SAT-BHAV, compounded as SADBHAV implies the YIN and YANG of existence.

SAT is the Gold and BHAV or form is the Necklace.

You can melt away the bhav, but the sat always remains, pure.

If we are, which I most certainly think we….well, ARE….then SAT is the root or the core or the foundation of our BE-ing.


When you find that SAT, can touch it, feel it…. because you can….you connect to Supreme consciousness, because we are after all a SOuL, the U, the U-terus, the Grail with the seed from the SOL/SUN…


And therefore, you are in BLISS.


You see how Truth, which is a legally defined word, cannot take you there?


We all have a root language, from whence we came. Pays deep dividends to find that wellspring. We are lucky here in India, it is still alive….

Rigveda or Rig Veda Samhita 1028 Hymns Divided into 10 Books

The GORDIAN KNOT…

September 16, 2021

GOLD and GORD

The R and L hands of GOD.

I had long puzzled this reflection.

It had made no sense to me.

And then, like it usually does out of the blue (see, all in-sights come from out of the BLUE, the 5th, the speech, the throat….we have to rise above speech to rise again, we have to rise above food to rise again……. the Throat is the passage to the UNDER world. It’s where things move fast from air to water, to food, to shite and pee and out….the FALL is clearly into DENSITY and the RISE is clearly into the very bearable lightness of being…) I saw why this might be the Ultimate Reflection/Inversion on this REALm.

Whatever one makes of and attributes to and deifies as GOD, everyone has a GOD, even the atheist, logic/reason being their god etc…. and this GOD is at the top of out Totem pole so to speak.

Every ancient narrative speaks of these being beings that were here and then ascended.

Be that as it may, GOD, the SUPEREME.

So like pLay-Pay-pRay and cLown-Cown-cRown…

There was GOLD and GORD.

And gold of course was the incorruptible one, the pure one, the dense one, the shining one…but it is also the curse of Midas, greed and glitter….yet also the peak result of the alchemists pursuit.

And GORD is what tied it to US. To our bodies. To our very existence.

The GORD-IAN KNOT of LIFE.

And who is GORD? Wabbit holes ALL WAYS get trippy…

Gordius (Greek Gordios), first king of Phrygia in Asia Minor and father of Midas.

Ohhhhohhhoohooohohoh.

So GORDius is the Father of Midas, whom GOLD drove mad.

And our very lives are a gordian knot.

In fact, the knot of musculature in our perinium is the external gordian knot and all the currents that meet in our heart and mind via the Vagus nerve and sense organs is the invisible one, the attachments, the memories, the desires, the hates, the loves….all of those streams/strings into the gordian knot of life.

When you, like Alexander (allegedly) break the GORDian knot or chop it, you are free.

GOLD binds, GORD liberates….

The father’s ref(L)ector becomes the son/sun’s curse.

This is how language is constructed…

May be an image of 3 people

1MahaKaal Ahaari

SCIENCE…at it again!

September 12, 2021

Annnnnnnnnd lay dees and gent le Mans, back to save us, just when this universe had it’s chance to eat us, gobble us whole, burn us to a crisp etc. etc….. SCIENCE.

While you and I sleep, SCIENCE plods, nay races on.

SCIENCE, our holy guardian, the sword and the shield, the sum Ummmmm Num num and Boner of our egg Xi’s stance.

The un SENTI-Mental Senti-nal.

Scanning high and low, far and wide.

SCIENCE, the risk miti-gator.

See you Lator.

Gotta be SCIENCE-ing.

Did you know, for example, that the SUN wants to eat us? C?

YOU did not, but somewhere, in the dark of the night, as a SETI researcher slumped over his flickering green screen, A HOLY KNIGHT of SCIENTISM, soldiered on, for you , for me …oh for Humani TEE!

And he saw it, clear as MUD, with his SCIENTIFIC eyes, the SUN.

He had to do something about this hot burning ball.

He had to figure out a plan to go 92,000,000 Miles and put a blankey over it.

Or a shutter.

Or wait a minute, the sun weighs just…emmmm…let’s see….

OH HEY, how convenient…

The SUN weighs….333,000 times the earth. 333 thousand.

Haaaahaaaa….1.989 x 10 to the power of 30.

Kilograms. Ask them how they know?

Errrrummmm….M-Ass Spectroscopy. Ah, okay.

So this intrepid SCIENTIST figured out that we have to MOVE THE SUN.

Thass rite, could not move heaven OR earth, so let’s mooooove the SUN!

Supposedly, a mass that massive, spinning and racing and doing whatnot…. easy right,

NAASAA will send 333,000 Fans and blow blow blow. What if they blow the SUN OUT?

There are some calculations, some ASSumptions and such that say, it will be okay.

These solar powered fans will draw power from the Sun (how cool eh?) and blow and blow and blow.

Now this intrepid genius did say it will take a LONG time to move the SUN. Even a couple of MM.

But hey, taxpayer funded, who’s complaining eh?

And no, I did not make this UP!

The Headline:

“Scientist figures out how to move our sun to avoid space collisions”

The Bye bye line:

“Dodging a bullet with stellar engines would be a slow process though. Very slow.”

Stellar Engines.

Haaaaaaahaaaaaaaaa…….

Of course, some CGI to accompany such grand revelations…

What I like about SCIENCE, it engenders NO SHAME in it’s practioners.

Nun!

Behold: CGIence!

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Butlerian YeeHawed!

September 12, 2021

One good thunderstorm puts this entire, cheap, fake tech-no-logical farce we call modern society in it’s place.

Crashed poles, uprooted trees, flooded roads, short circuits galore, vehicles sliding all over the place, people slipping on their fine marble steps, wearing their smoot leather soled pumps….

From my eyes, hoomanity…hoo boy….we’ve really lost it, collectively.

But we were guided into this PEN that is MIGHTIER than the SWORD!

Our technology can thrive in a VERY narrow band.

By design.

I’m sure you can see why.

When you are slave to their technology, you yourself begin to exist inside that narrow band.

No signal? No go!

Now imagine, just for a moment, that vehicles had evolved in such a way that you could pretty much take them anywhere.

Well then you would.

And imagine WHAT ALL would be discovered. Things, very important things, by way of monuments, power spots, trees, towns, water bodies, evidence of things old, very very old…

All telling stories that fly in the face of every sold out modern ology and graphy.

In a word, my pet peeve and first lurve, SCIENCE.

So they gave most of the world road going vehicles, dependent on fuel, so how far from fuel could you travel?

We already know, instinctively, that we live on something totally different from the lie that has been programmed down our throats.

And we also intuitively know that this is an abundant realm, so why all this miserly misery?

Science is KAA, Kipling’s Serpent hypnotically singing “Truuuuuussst in meeeeeee”….

All this false light has blinded us from the stars.

What was once abundant, we now have to go seek.

So, the technological mindset created a scarcity mind-set?

Pawssible.

You see, unlike in nature (us included) where everything happens in it’s perfect, designated, designed time….

The machine is caught in an ever tightening loop of improved productivity.

And for that it had to learn how to slice time, faster and smaller.

It’s never enough.

60 Megapixels in a handphone is not enough.

2.6 GigaHurts Hex Core processors are not enough.

It’s never enough in the machine world.

And it shits out enormous amounts of toxic waste, analogous to the waste it puts in us….

This is why it can never win.

Everytime I think like this, I hear these words in my head:

“Take it back Vivek, Take it back”..

We should take it back…

Time for the Butler Ian Jee Haawd!

do we need a Butlerian Jihad? - Ricardo Pinto

Closes…

September 10, 2021

Clothes, especially Clothes as we wear them now, came from Habits.


Monks and Nuns wear Habits.


We inhabit our clothes. Just like we inhabit our homes.


Clothes are a habit and habituated things become comfortable only after doing them repeatedly.


Habits are formed.


I imagine then that the dominant culture has the greatest effect on all our habits.


Because Habits are Acculturated.


Thus the ability of the culture controllers to effect us in big or subtle ways, every day.


All they need to do is effect a new fashion via totally controlled media.


Why is this so important. It’s just clothes, right?


Not really. You see…


You take your clothes out of a WARdrobe every day.


Alternately, a WARD-ROBE.


It’s either weak armour OR like a child, you wear what you are indicated to as to what you should be wearing.


Now look at the Businessman’s suit.


BTW, in case it’s not clear to everyone, EVERY American Congressman and Senator and every major politician is ALWAYS in a suit.


ALWAYS, suit and tie.

Because the UNITED STATES is a CORPseORATION.


Anyways…


SUIT and TIE and SHOES and BELT are de riguer in the Capitalist world.


Why?


Obedience…


Now first things first, a tie demands a COLLAR-ed shirt.


So you’ve got your COLLAR on.


Next, on your throat chakra you TIE a TIE in a HANGMAN’S KNOT.

Literally choke the place from where truth is meant to flow.


If you speak the truth, you die.


The downward triangles on either side of the tie and outlined by the JACK-IT, make the serpants fangs.


Always the Old Sir-Pant.


Next, around your Manipura Chakr, your SUN, you tie a dead animals leather belt and pull in in tight.


WIth a BUCKLE.


COLLAR, TIE, BUCKLE….doing well so far eh? I’m sure you are seeing the picture.


On the JACK-IT’s ARMS, you have CUFFS and CUFF-LINKS.


Cuffs and Cuff Links. Oh my.


Seen all together, NOT GOOD eh?


But we still have to go to the Feet.


SHOD. in 99% of the Matrix, we can only walk around FULLY SHOD.


Hooves are shod.


Our SHOES are a travesty.


But do you see, from Neck to toe…


COLLAR on your ADAM’S APPPLE


Truth-Choking TIE in a HANGMAN”S KONT


Ye Ole Sir-Pant’s fangs (Look on either side of the Tie)


The BELT and BUCKLE around your Belly.


Shod Feet.


You wish you could say neigh, but you can’t.


It’s true.


This is how we are trapped and it goes WAY deeper, with clothes alone.


More on this again, but for now, check out this natty dude with new eyes…

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