Since discussing my flying saucer, certain things have become very clear to me over the last couple of days and a particular idea has been forming in my mind which I want to put out there for the readers and ask them to consider in their deepest core.

An act of great bravery and courage was accomplished by certain unknown individuals or, perhaps only one individual. Someone posted naked pictures of certain bankrupt and sold out scientists who were in the business of authenticating lies for venal gain. Not much has been said about what these scientists were in line to receive for lying and conniving but I think we can assume, with a very high percentage of success in the accuracy of our thought, that they were anticipating some kind of lavish payday for trampling on their integrity and performing like whores.

Someone acting on conscience exposed these nasty characters, with their pants down, in front of a shocked and awakening world. This is one of the finest acts of courageous ingenuity to come down the pike in a long time. Let’s have a huge round of applause on behalf of the human race for whoever this person or persons are and for what they did.

I have a request and a demand that I want to place before everyone reading what is being said here. I want you to give major consideration to it and think of what it may mean in terms of redemption and deliverance for yourself and everyone who might be affected by it. I am speaking to you in the military; in politics and religion, in the business community, in every office and rat warren of industry, in the sciences and academia, in the courts systems and on the law enforcement scene, in every area of endeavor that affects the general well being of the peoples of the world. Look at what has happened with this global warming revelation and go you and do likewise.

I am going to bring to your attention, if you are not already aware of it, The Six Degrees of Separation Game. Every one of you is or is connected to someone who can make a world of difference in the world in which they live. It is time to form The International Organization of Whistleblowers and Spanner Tossers and you are surely a tosser if you don’t join today.

Everyone possessing compromising information about anyone and everyone in every field that affects human freedom of movement and expression must come forth with what they know now. Send your information to me or any blogger you may trust (or post it on the internet) and we will get it out there. We will publish it and trumpet it and we will surely vet it first. I am talking about nothing less than salvation and redemption. I don’t care if you are a rat deserting a sinking ship or an unsung hero ready to have a ballad written in your honor… your time has come and I offer you the succor and friendship of the invisible and the gratitude of the human race. Expose your former masters, turn on them… betray them. Strip them naked before the eyes of the world. I both entreat and command you to do this now.

Senators and others are jumping on the bandwagon, smelling an opportunity to be isolated in a flattering light. All the usual opportunists who imagine they have the good fortune not to be connected to this are elbowing their way to the podium. The righteous among us should do no less. Let’s hit them where they live. Many of you are familiar with my constant reference to the apocalypse and the unveiling that attends it. As you can see, this is a very real force at work… step forward and do your part. No small amounts of you know about awful crimes and future plots. Your time has come; stand and deliver. You can be anonymous but serve the higher interest of your fellows. I am appealing to your true self. I am demanding that you come forward and shine the light of truth upon the engines of darkness.

I want to discuss one other thing today and that is this Project Blue Beam. I am in no way doubting the sincerity and efforts of Serge Monast. I do not know enough to take any sort of a position but… some portion of what is discussed in this article just hits me as way, way over the top. If the PTB had such things and… they would surely have even more if they have what is mentioned here… things would be much different than they are. A lot of what happens in a positive sense would not be happening or have happened. I believe the truth lies somewhere apart from these fantastic claims… somewhere in the area between outrageous disbelief and full acceptance.

I hear bizarre things all the time, from Sorcha Faal (such a fool) to all sorts of wild eyed, pseudo messianic claims about things that never happen but are reported on for whatever reason there may be.

My disbelief in many of these things is based on the fact that the claims predicted never came to pass. My disbelief is based on my belief in something else. My disbelief is based on a certain amount of common sense weighed against my experiences and reasoning concerning the visible and invisible worlds. My disbelief in the power and existence of certain things is based on the many times I have survived efforts to destroy me. I can only go by personal experience and what I have encountered and what has been made known to me. Something like this is primed to feed the, “we’re all screwed” headspace. We are not all screwed. If you want to believe that, you have that freedom. I choose not to believe it because I believe in something whose presence has been proven to me again and again and upon which I rely.

I know that I and others are not going to be taken in by a holographic Jesus in the sky or some uncanny lightshow. First of all, Jesus Christ and every other teacher of humanity is an internal thing. It is within you, not without you. You have heard the saying, “If you see the Buddha on the road, cut him down.” There is a tale of a monk who had Jesus Christ appear to him while he was shoveling shit out of a stable. His response to the apparition was to say, “Get out of her before I fill your mouth with this.” Think, people. The outside world is the devil of appearances. Heaven is within you. You carry it wherever you go, if you possess it at all.

Furthermore, no external power can be matched against the power within. You can be deceived of its might through fear or the intimidation of its appearance but that would be you ‘giving’ it power. Nothing in all the universe can stand against The One and everything both good and evil- and often confused with each other- has no power at all except what is receives from The One, for as long as The One chooses for it to possess it.

You are free to believe as you wish and you are also free to live and receive according to what you believe and… you will. You will. I do not know what curious weapons the enemy may possess and I do not know the full scope of his plans and machinations. I don’t need to, nor do I care what they are. My duty is to seek the light within and serve it regardless of what the darkness may perform or intend. What I serve and what any and all of us are free to serve, under whatever guise we discover it, is all powerful. It only seems to be less so- and less present- to test our faith and try our integrity in the tempering fire of experience.

In conclusion, let me hold forth as a shining example what this unknown hero- or heroes- performed upon the global warming dog and pony show. The opportunity for equal and greater acts lies within the hearts and hands of every one of you who are privy to the secret treacheries directed at all of us. Become a true revolutionary and servant of the higher mind. Become V in whatever way is available to you. Go to war with the powerful weapons that you possess. Go to war with the truth of what you know and have seen and bring it before the eyes of the world. We are all counting on you.

Brothers and Sisters… friends of the light, you who still possess some honor. You whose conscience is tormented by what your fear and reticence conceal… take this great opportunity to nail the skins of the enemy to the wall. They have no defense against the damning evidence of their deeds and you… you can provide that. See that you do.

This Sunday’s radio show is now available for download. It is the bottom show in the list just above the readme PDF file. Click on the little arrow to the left and you have it.

End Transmission…….

I’m Coming Back

The New Shangri-La

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

No, I am not shocked and dismayed. Quite frankly I am gleeful because, ‘it appears’ that some major league fraudsters, right up there with the 9/11 Commission who blamed the attacks on Muslims, instead of The Mossad and The CIA who actually did the attack, have been caught intentionally lying about- and cooking the weather books- about global warming. It goes without saying that they were probably all in for a piece of the pending world carbon tax or… they could just naturally be lying, snake-eyed, scumbags with a hole inside them where their soul used to be.

As most of us with half a brain already know… global warming is a scam with a bag of looted currencies as the motive. We knew it was bullshit and now it has been tasted and tested and, indeed; “Hmmm, that tastes like shit. Here, try some; what do you think?” “Wow… that does taste like shit. Smells like shit too.”

Well, our boys in the lab probably could have just given it the smell test but… they’re dedicated. We work hard to authenticate what is not real so that you can be spared the ordeal of believing in it!

I was going to say something about the S&MSM completely avoiding the topic and indeed had said something about the Affiliated Federation of Crack Whores or the AFCW, if you prefer but… suddenly, there it was at the Zio-Gates site with the appropriate diminishments and miniaturization of the importance of real scientists, who used to have reputations, telling real lies to boost their stock holdings in the Carbon Tax business.

I could almost feel the allergic reaction of tiny red pimples dotting my neck as I read the sleazy and infected disinfo from someone named Juliet whose Romeo is no doubt closer in spiritual form to Quasimodo than the original character who died for love, preferring instead to live for lies. Luckily I never get red pimples dotting my neck but I could feel the heat from somewhere.

I just returned from that S&MSM Zio-Media site and the headline is now about a quarter of the size it was and underneath another headline and it will probably be gone shortly. This way they can say they reported on it; “What darkness through yonder cistern leaks?” It is Juliet leaning into the world’s car window and running down the prices of what she’ll do for this amount of money. It appears she will do anything and everything. Since we’ve already established what she is, we only need to agree on the price.

We’ve got body fat traffickers in Peru with a little organ snatching on the side, Baby Soup in China and flesh eating crocodiles in the seats of government and the halls of what used to be Justice, until she was gang-raped and shipped to Dubai; after that we lost track of her. Most of the world is bending over and asking, “What about me”? “Haven’t I believed every impossible lie you told me? Don’t I deserve to be ridden hard and put away wet? Burn me with hot irons and put out my eyes, I can’t see anything anyway. Please, please abuse me. Dress me up in a chicken suit that’s naked in the back and film me in front of my family for national TV. I’ve got no brains and no self respect.”

Bend over and wait.

Years ago I thought it was as batshit crazy as it could get but I guess I had humanity on a pedestal. I really thought you could only push them so far before they would riot in the streets. Ah well… and so it goes.

Okay… alright, I know it all works out. Still, sometimes I wish I had my flying saucer so that I could interrupt TV programs and tell it like it is. I want to hover over Washington D.C. and broadcast with major amplification from the Lincoln Reflecting Pool all the way to The Capitol. Meanwhile, helicopters could buzz around me and missiles could bounce off my force fields while SWAT and government hit jockeys let fly with automatic weapons from the ground. Man… what I could do if I had my saucer.

I’d strip just about every member of the government naked. I’d fill the White House, The Senate and The Capitol with pig shit; not that they’d notice. I’d broadcast their naked, trembling forms around the world and turn on the laugh tracks. I’d leech all the secret government documents from around the world; all the corporate secrets and feed them into my universal translating unit and then publish them on the internet. I’d tell who did what to who and when.

I’d nail them for all their infidelities and disloyal acts. I’d expose every payoff and pull video down from the Akashic Records and convert it to AVI or XVID and we could go to the video. I’d shrink all of them to about one foot in height and stick them in terrariums with laminated information posters that tell the story of what they are. I would selectively put those who belonged together with each other and wire it for sound and picture. They would each be a cable show that you could dial up. “Let’s see, Cheney and Friends are on channel 349. I think I’ll check that out.”

Of course, we’d want these terrariums electrified and set to discharge a tazer load at odd intervals. I’d select a different one of them every day and immobilize them in a chair with a klieg light in their faces and interrogate them live. Being as I am not like them I would use only certain inducements to make them talk and I think they would talk. After all, I could just show one of the films I downloaded from the Akashic Library. It would be win, win. I’d turn the entire Rothschild Family along with selected K.A.’s (known associates) into incontinent Gila monsters but leave them with their previous consciousness. They’d have to eat insects and dead rats or whatever the natural fare is. “Hey dude, it’s feeding time at the Rothschild terrarium. Let’s check it out!”

They’d be in some large public museum taken over for that purpose, maybe MOMA. We could just burn all the useless, uninspired, pretentious shit they presently have on display and move the terrariums right in. I’d take the entire, illegal state of Israel and put it in one of those things people buy on vacation. You know, those plastic jobbies that have the Statue of Liberty in them and you turn it upside down and it looks like it’s snowing? I’d make it about as big as a bus. I’d put the whole state in there and have it fixed so that groups of Ritalin challenged school kids could just keep hitting the lever and turning it upside down and making it snow. It might not be snow though. Then again, I could put it in Gaza.

Yeah, if I only had my saucer; I’ll be getting my saucer back at some point and then… and then? Well, I’ve got a creative mind. Mostly what I would do though is go inside their minds and find the appropriate thing… stopping short of any real violence of course. That’s just not my thing, though there is a particular former president that I would most definitely be stepping into the ring with and one or two Fox commentators as well. Rupert Murdoch will be getting the VIP (Vicious Ignorant Prick) treatment. Oh Rupert, you Satan worshipping, black hole of a former human being… you’re going to get the deluxe package. There’s a group of you who are going to be performing on my version of American Idol in front of the whole world when the Dog Poet gets his saucer back.

Meanwhile it’s “promises, promises”. However, I believe if you can imagine it, it is possible. I believe that the one who made me can make anything, so… I also know that in the not too distant future, all of you are going to shed this protective covering that gives you presence here and journey to other locations and, I assure you, as inventive as I am, I am no match for your future hosts and they don’t have my restraint… no, indeed they do not.

I’ll close with saying that I hold you in the most absolute and utter contempt. I do not fear you at all. I want you to know on the day that each of you depart that I will be thinking about you. I won’t be wishing you ill. I don’t need to. I might pray that in the far reach of time, when your punishment is through, that redemption might find its way into your being and that you might even become human again, as you work your way back up again from your first new incarnation as a rock.

Visible is on the radio Sunday night or you can download it here in the next day or so. This show will be completely audio, I’m going to do away with printing half of it as a blog entry. I was just being time efficient or lazy, depending on how you see it. Ahrooooooooooooooooo!

End Transmission…….

Oh Kenny Boy (sung for Ken Lay at his funeral)

The New Shangri la

One of the best articles to be written in recent times is this nifty piece of work here. After reading it yesterday, I started getting it in the mail from others. In most cases it is stunning in its clarity with the exception of Item 2, which treats with the environment. I note that it didn’t get by many of the readers. I also noted the presence of an emergent anger that has been showing up in many places of late, including the redoubtable, Smoking Mirrors (grin).

I don’t really know what to thing about the intricacies of global warming/climate change. I do know that the people pushing it are out to make money off of it. I also noted Al Gore getting on to a private jet recently. I remember the article about how much energy his house consumed.

My understanding of what’s going on has come a long way in twenty years. I actually voted for Clinton/Gore and I remember the atmosphere of the country was much different at that time than it was under Reagan/Bush and afterwards under Bush/Cheney. My world view has definitely changed. My awareness of what is going on behind the scenes, what little I can intuit, has also changed. The first mailed fist of awakening that hit me, in respect of all of this, was when I saw Clinton and Bush Sr. chumming around. By degrees, the veils lifted from my eyes. It’s been a gradual thing that increased in speed as it went.

There were so many things that I did not know about Israel. Now I know more than I want to. The manhole covers that have concealed the subterranean stench of so many years have been lifted and it is noxious beyond endurance. When I peer down into the darkness, I can see some large numbers of red eyes glowing below and I realize that things live and feed down there. They breed down there. A Khazarian orgy of hatred, for all living things, is squelching and felching like flesh-eating zombie frogs, copulating in toxic Jell-O.

When I look at Obama; Hillary Clinton, Geithner, Bernake and most of the world’s leadership; the movers and shakers, the front guys and the puppeteers and elves, I don’t see human beings any more. I see reptile aliens moving under the elastic, plastic human simu-skin. I see what may well once have been human but which is now mutating automatons who march to radio signals from dark dimensions. If you told me that all these thousands of children, which keep disappearing and don’t reappear, are actually the preferred veal for these creatures of the pit, I would not be surprised at all. Anything I might be told about these people (who are not people) would not surprise me. I have already seen sufficient evidence of what they are.

The gap between the rapacious rich and the desperately poor, along with the disappearing middle class is a new kind of obscenity. They robbed them blind and then they made them pay for the privilege. They made them pay double. Perhaps the very act of stealing the present and the future from their fellows was more labor than they felt they were required to extend. They need to be recompensed for the time and industry it took them to loot the world.

Who can deny that this entire business; this plague of mad psychopathy, is not headed for some cosmic resolution? If there were no fires of Hell, it would be necessary to invent them. That’s not my job. I’m not employed on the punishment end of the equation, I don’t think. The sheer spectacle of this monstrous greed and indifference beggars the imagination. It has to be a movie. It has to be something cooked up in the councils of the invisible; some kind of Gone with the Wind meets The Night of the Living Dead. Surely someone, something is going to be “trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored”.

I never wanted to be rich and powerful. I surely would not wish it now. The immensity of the hubris is off the charts. “Let them eat cake” and let the cake be laced with rat poison. They want to watch the death agony which they have caused. They want to screw each other with their eyes glued to the scene. Surely they cum hard at the imagery; they cannot get enough. This must be one of punishments they receive. They cannot get enough. They cannot go far enough. They cannot conceive of torments great enough to visit upon their kind. I suspect is it not their kind. They are of some other kind for which no definition has yet been adequate enough to encompass what they are.

I am pronouncing your doom; Rockefeller, Kissinger and Rothschild. It sounds like the law firm from Hell. All you members of The Safari Club, Le Cercle, Opus Dei, Bilderberger, The Club of Rome, the Committee of 300, The Council on Foreign Relations… on and on… Mossad and the CIA; ‘the’ 9/11 murdering thugs. Bo Bama Obama Sama says he is certain the 9/11 masterminds will be judged and put to death. Really? I suspect you are right, although we are talking about two different groups of people, I suspect you are right. ♫Your time is gonna come♫…

All you organ stealing, slave trading and sundry, demon swine Zio-Cons and Vati-cons, Fundie-cons for a make believe Jesus; Rolex wearing Bennie Hinns and Kenneth Copelands. All you vacuous-eyed celebrities with your lips sealed and your asses exposed. All you talking heads channeling the undead… every vampire feeding on the hopes and dreams of those too honest to join you or too stupid to understand are going to get a stake through the heart. The saddest part of it all is that so many would change places with you in a heartbeat. They would take your place and perform the same evil acts upon their fellows just as you perform them now. You understand this. You’re a kind of ‘The Shadow’ who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men. It’s what’s for dinner.

The clock is ticking. The synchro-mesh of destiny is interlacing into a binding, locking web of justice… here and hereafter. This is the great summing up. This is when the unexpected shows up at the banquet of the damned to feed upon them. I am announcing your doom. You can feel that chill wind at the nape of the neck. You can hear the footsteps in the nether regions of your subconscious. It can’t be coming but it is coming and it is going to catch you in the act. It is going to show up in the midst of you. Who is it? What is it? We shall see.

You’ve had a good run. You’ve killed hundreds of millions. You’ve performed the most terrible things and blamed it on your victims. You’ve fabricated injuries to yourself, which you yourself commissioned, while doing far, far worse both before and after. Though you may be of certain colors, certain nationalities and creeds you are apart from any of that. You have abdicated any and all connections to humanity. There is no crime you will not perform with relish. You do evil for the sheer joy of it. You think nothing can touch you but you are going to be touched. When the hour comes and you are caught in the lights with the blood of others upon your hands and lips what will you say? You will point at each other, I do not doubt. You will cry out that you were forced to do what you will deny having done. You will receive exactly the mercy you have extended.

It won’t end here either. You will learn the meaning of ‘the last farthing’. All this time you have been permitted to continue for the purpose of demon-stration. I can see you now, calling out for the stones and the waters to cover you. Good luck with that.

Consider how ingenious you have been in what you have done to others. Consider from where you got this ingenuity and consider well how ingenious this same source will be in respect of you. You can’t escape it. It is part of you. It has walked along with you through every single moment of your course. I pity you. I think of what it will be like when the intensity of the horror of what you are is turned upon yourself …and I pity you. I even owe you a debt of gratitude for having shown me what can happen when you destroy your moral compass and then you lose your way.

If you heard these words this moment, you would laugh and sneer; unrepentant to the end. You would think me mad and certainly impotent where you are concerned. You could not be more wrong. Even now there is opportunity to change. I imagine you will give some thought to that after it becomes too late.

Every Day

The New Shangri-La

The first thing to keep in mind when trying to understand devious intent is that things are not what they seem. The definition of the word ‘devious’ makes this perfectly clear (irony alert!). Lately, I’ve noted a great deal of effort being made by some parties to lay the blame for the world’s ills at the door of The Vatican. I’ve no doubt they’re involved to a degree but I do doubt they are behind the whole scheme of troubles being visited upon humanity. The Israelis say, “by way of deception ye shall make war”. War’s not just guns and bullets, canon fire and dead bodies; war is any kind of conflict stirred up in the mind, set fire to in the heart and manifested outward in enmity and aggression. We’ve heard of ‘war of words’ and ‘war of ideals’. War is always going on at some level and finding the obvious outlet in whatever place is most disposed to the action.

In order to understand life and the purpose of it, you must understand the presence of conflict in most every endeavor. You are introduced into a world that is perpetually at odds with itself so that you might discover the hidden harmony that lies behind everything that confronts you in your environment. Most people are at war with themselves. It’s not a great leap for them to be at war with others.

A big part of the present financial skullduggery is to reduce a particular portion of the population to extremis. The disappearance of jobs; the devalued currency, the home repossessions and all attendant misery of the times has an intent beyond mere subjugation of the population; beyond obsessing the mind with survival to the point that they lack the time to focus on who is causing it. One of the main and unspoken reasons for the financial crisis is to make the military a desirable option. Where else are you going to go where you will be housed and fed and promised an opportunity for the future if you survive? It’s not rocket surgery, grasshopper.

Combat desensitizes the human heart. It’s a form of pornography whose intent is to damage the human spirit and kill the soul and that’s what ‘they’ are ultimately all about, capturing the human soul. They can’t actually kill it but they can make you believe it is dead. Remember I was discussing guilt not too long ago? Doing grievous injury to others is a definite guilt builder. Guilt is one of the foundation stones of organized Christianity and it is certainly a whip hand of The Vatican.

When I lived in The Jewish Rockies for a number of years, I used to hear a lot about Jewish guilt from various and sundry. I never understood what they were talking about. Now I do and I see the reason for it too. I believe I once said that to be born a Jew was a particular birth whose keyword is ‘redemption’. Everyone born a Jew comes into this life on this planet with a debt outstanding and the opportunity to serve humanity in unique ways. When they fail in this and give over their industry to self interest and predatory actions upon their fellows, they have failed in their commission and guilt will attend them.

You might well ask where I get this sort of information. You’ve got a great many facilities that you are not using. You’re not using them because you are reliant on the common tools. It’s easier that way. It’s why you’ve lost your telepathic abilities for too much dependence on physical speech. There are deep pools in the human psyche that can be accessed by those intent upon doing so. For most people, the carnival; the life lottery, the hopes and dreams machine and the bright lights of unlikely promise are preeminent in their thoughts. It’s the hamster wheel and the carrot and the stick. It’s the mechanical rabbit and slathering, racing hounds.

No one is going to end war on this planet. It’s a foolish notion. This is why the Bhagavad-Gita states, “Nothing is better for a warrior than a righteous war.” People think the Indian caste system is an anachronism and maybe it is. I suppose they’ve never studied the pecking order in the UK and elsewhere. There’s a caste system wherever you go.

These viral plagues that are being loosed on humanity are not accidental. They are being time released in locations around the world by the same forces that have manipulated the financial system and performed all of the false flags and started the horrendous and unnecessary conflicts around the globe. Are they part of some temporal organization that’s been around for centuries? I hear all kinds of things about that. Are they members of a particular race of religion? I hear all kinds of things about that too. To understand ‘who’ and ‘what’, you must study the nature of the human mind. You have to study consciousness and how it operates according to impulse and motive.

All human minds are conditioned to some extent. All human minds have doorways that lead in various directions. Everything dark and everything bright is contained in the human mind. There is a phrase in The Lord’s Prayer that states, “Lead us not into temptation.” This seems to indicate that whatever we call God is part and parcel of everything. He’s the voice in the garden and the snake in the grass. It’s all a part of the mystery and marvel of manifest life.

We are placing way too much emphasis on the physical representatives of evil in our times. We give them power when we do this. These men and women have no power and even the appearance of it can be shut off in a heartbeat. This whole presentation is about your being observed as to whom you will serve. Physical existence is a trial and a test. We don’t seem to know that we ate being watched every moment and that everything we think, say and do immediately adjusts our course and all that attends it.

The truly wise understand that nothing belongs to them and that they are nothing except in respect of what they would choose to emulate. This is how some people can give away everything, including themselves and count themselves rich beyond imagining.

There is a fundamental truth that must be grasped and, if you cannot, then you will remain in the soup one way or another. Everything is under control, down to the slightest detail. Everything that happens to you is a testing whose object is to free you. Our fear and self-interest compromise us time and time again. It’s time to let all that go. Everything is in our minds and it is there that we can gain a partnership in control over everything we encounter. The one who set this up wants to give you the keys to the kingdom but you have to believe it is really happening. Guilt is one of the big obstacles. It should help to know that every great master who has walked this Earth has a secret life of shame from which he/she came; water under the bridge.

None of what is happening right now has to touch you. Whose camp are you in? It should be perfectly obvious what is going on. The fact that it is not is one of life’s enduring mysteries. All these secret societies and powerful individuals are anything but. They take their marching orders from a place in the mind. They are tools, bad tools, but tools none the less. Why do you think so much of the world is dancing like a chicken on the griddle to get your attention? It’s because of your soul, baby.

You’re carrying a mighty power around with you, or should I say it is carrying you and you are entirely unaware of it; because your attention is on everything else. Drive relentlessly and fearlessly within and see what it gets you. The way out is the way in.

I realize that this is a most unusual Smoking Mirrors but… we are talking about smoke and we ate talking about mirrors. How is it that you can look at the great deception and tell yourself… that that is what it is …and still carry on as if it were real in spite of that? That’s another enduring mystery.

What is coming is going to break down all of these false constructs and delusions. Ergo, it is far better to meet it on the way than to have it act upon you. One needs to see that all of this, despite its fearsome and unpredictable appearances, is for your benefit and your liberation. Help is all around you at the moment and there is more on the way.

Spread Your Wings

The New Shangri-La

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

Ahroooooooooooooooooo!!!

We’re going to wax a little philosophical here today but in a temporal sense. I’ve been watching all this happy horseshit that passes for reality that is anything but. One might ask, what is reality? Go ahead. I guess I’m not talking about reality per se. I know it has something to do with truth. Somehow it’s also connected to the virtues; the possession of the virtues and thereby has something to do with conduct and right behavior. We have heard from religionists and moralists, philosophers and ethicists and all kinds of people who give the impression they know what they are talking about. We’ve increasingly heard more from humanists (who appear to be anything but) and spokes(persons) who represent what is politically correct and is also, anything but.

We’ve heard about the seven deadly sins. I suppose they are called deadly for a reason. We also have things like the Ten Commandments and the Eightfold Path and you can find variations on the theme all over the place.

In America they have something called The Constitution. I’ve got one myself and it’s doing pretty good right now; thank you very much. My impression is that this constitution was created along with The Bill of Rights and god knows what else to protect the rights of the individual and to generally create a never, never land of shared equality that will burn forever in the warm, alcoholic night of the American Dream. It could have, I suppose, except for one thing and that is ‘lawyers’. Shakespeare had it right when he said, “First we kill all the lawyers.”

Now some might put up an argument against this and mention politicians, bankers, religious leaders or whatever but… none of these could accomplish much in the way of their avaricious and evil schemes without the help of…. (Drum roll) lawyers.

What The Constitution has become is a big wedge of Swiss cheese or maybe a honeycomb, something with a lot of canals; thruways and byways and any fucking ways that you can. There are little paths and wide thoroughfares that are traveled by lawyers who move through and across them like rats move through the subways and subterranean pools where all possibilities of perversion lay waiting for those so inclined. You have to be a lawyer though. You get a plastic clip-on ID that lets you through the gates of the Cloaca Maximus which is the present entrance to The Constitution.

You’ve got your Circuit Courts and your Superior Courts and you’ve got your Supreme Courts, where they interpret the law …and all of the judges are former lawyers with, I guess, the occasional exception. You’ve got big law firms and small law firms and independent lawyers. You’ve got very pricey, high end law firms and discount ambulance chasing law firms and… as they say, “You get what you pay for” and you certainly pay.

Some of us have the means to pay whatever it takes to get ‘our will be done’ and some of us cannot. In some cases you have very large corporations which can afford to pay whatever it takes to make what they want happen. I direct you to the famous case that concerned the breakup of A.T. & T. Major corporations like Monsanto can bankrupt and destroy you regardless of such amorphous considerations as right or wrong because lawyers are at work; also without any considerations of right or wrong.

Here’s the thing. It doesn’t matter what the law says. It doesn’t matter what The Constitution says. It doesn’t matter what the evidence or the witness says. What matters is how many lawyers you can afford and for how long. They come upon the scene and work as pipe-fitters and justice, like water, will flow in the direction it is compelled to. Everything that has gone down in America, as well as England and other places has been because of the ability of those with the greatest swag to hire the most lawyers to origami the law into whatever shape they desire.

The law has no meaning and all of the concepts associated with it since Hammurabi is mere window dressing on a temple that fronts for a combination casino and brothel. The idea of any fine or noble foundation upon which to base any concept of civilization is nothing more than a dead rat in a silver chaffing dish because the structure can be altered to fit the needs of whoever can hire more lawyers for a longer period of time.

I heard an interesting statistic the other day (don’t know if it’s true). “There are now more people in law school than there are people presently practicing law.” Until the law is made that curbs the potential for manipulation of the law being forced to operate in defiance of itself, things will remain as they are …on the way to getting worse. A further complication is that laws are being made by people whose loyalty is to the most powerful interest in the room. How can the structure be reformed and made sane when the process is in the hands of catamite politicians (most of them former lawyers) in service only to the most powerful interest in the room?

Can we expect those who make the laws and who later move from the public sector into the private sector to work for the most powerful interest in the room; can we expect them to… make laws that curtail the ambitions of the most powerful interest in the room? This is how so many former lobbyists are now being appointed to head the government agencies that regulate the industry with which they were previously associated. If you study the uses to which petroleum is put, you will find yourself astonished at how many products and operations it is involved in. Lawyers are made of petroleum jelly and like WD-40 and duct tape they can be used in way that would continually surprise you.

Laws have to be made that demand instantaneous imprisonment for specific offenses. Laws have to be made that allow for the seizure of all assets (similar to when you are arrested for drug offenses). Laws have to be made that demand immediate severance of the individual and corporation from every field of endeavor they operate in. Today you can go to prison for many years for just about anything; the more ridiculous the circumstances the heavier the penalty. This reflexively includes loss of one’s job and public censure through the press; regardless of whether you did it or not and regardless of whether you understand it or not. So this relentless impetus to create hate crime legislations (in order to silence criticism) and forbid a parent from kissing their child in public must be turned to what is useful. It must be set so that it cannot be manipulated except at a very, very high cost. How are you going to do that? How are you going to do that? Revolution is the only option really. The unfortunate thing about revolutions is that, once the tables are turned, quite often the same people are sitting there.

This manipulation of the law has turned it into a character from the movie, “Freaks”. It is now a capricious and unpredictable landscape where almost anything can happen and does. I honor only the laws I believe are reasonable. I have no country and no remaining loyalty to something that has morphed beyond recognition. I move through this world with the constant awareness that I am in a Monty Python skit directed by John Carpenter and written by Clive Barker.

In the end it is Nature upon whom we must rely. Nature has laws too. Nature is God’s mirror- lest you think I left the ineffable out of the equation. We’ve been in uncertain waters many a time before. None of this is new. It has come to the place where the ridiculous and absurd is commonplace and an adjustment is in the works. It is definite and certain and will become apparent in a fairly short time. The closer you are to the natural balance of life, the less you will notice this adjustment. The further away you are the more dramatic the experience of coming into balance will be but… come into balance you will. You lawyers have my sympathy. You and your pimps are about to meet the Mac Daddy himself in one form or another and experience what you have visited on so many others.

Bad Dogs and Barbed Wire

The New Shangri-La

Greetings Citizens of earth. This is the Dog Poet transmitting from the Sirius Cluster, via the mothership and then via the small translation pod hiding in a magnetic cloud bank somewhere in Southern Europe. I suspect it’s giving the terror agencies fits. You’re aware of these terror agencies. They are based in London, Tel Aviv and Washington D.C. they’re the ones that do things like the Oklahoma bombing, the 9/11 and 7/7 attacks as well a the Madrid Train station. You only need to look up the security firms at work in these operations to see who gave the Manchurian Candidates and Tavistock graduates their VIP passes. Afterwards the mop up men in black went around and killed the patsies so they would have bodies to display for the Schmoos in the pleather recliners getting the mind injection programming from the S&MSM media.

Well… apparently the world stupidity index has risen… or is it dropped? … as you prefer; whatever the direction of ‘more stupid’ lies in ….because now they want you to believe; they certainly can’t be counting on me to… they want you to believe that a single- non combat medical officer shot about forty people with a handgun in a military base. Hey, maybe next time they’ll see what they can get at a police station. You have to realize, a military base is not a fast food joint. Now they are saying this Major… this psychiatrist had ties to 9/11 terrorists. Yes, they said that in the UK Telegraph yellow sheet yesterday. We’ll have to wait and see if a Mossad or CIA connection can be established and then we’ll know if he was connected to certain terrorists. Wait a minute… they’re talking about Muslims. Well that’s meaningless. Muslims didn’t do 9/11 and so it goes. I’m glad I put the single italics around ‘more stupid’ because you might have thought I was talking about ‘more stupid lies’. Well… either will work, I guess

Dog poet visible had a bit of a crisis over the last couple of weeks. Unable to get his medication, which treats the condition he undergoes when the alien mind Jedi’s fix their rays on his location, he had to resort to things the sleeping class use to numb all sense of objective awareness and the higher centers with… horrific results. Visible is limping but he figures he could still go a few rounds if he had to. There just wouldn’t any double reverse back kicks in the equation. We might throw in a few rhetorical back kicks this evening so make sure you’re wearing your kendo mind Kevlar at all times.

I don’t like to let my readers and listeners down but… even though I am an interdimensional being, temporarily housed in a human form, it doesn’t mean I’m not human too… just like you, well… most of you. I couldn’t do the show last week because of severe technical problems which I could not solve and this was compounded by my having to rely on the legal and approved medications as protection against the astral assaults of a certain group of mind Jedi aliens. I appear to have solved that with a little mind control of my own but… these are not ordinary times. Then again, when you look back at human history for the last so many thousand years; it does seem like one relentless, goose-stepping of international banker armies working through a dark nobility bloodline. This is not to suggest there is anything noble about them. It’s just what they believe themselves to be. That’s about to change although, I don’t know exactly how.

Readers of this blog have been getting angry with each other lately and that, I believe, is due to the pressure of the moment. It’s the old sad tale of using multi-pronged confusions of disinfo, from seemingly oppositional points of view, to get that ‘house divided’ thing happening. My friends, we have one ancient enemy with a large collection of demonic assistants and his greatest strength is our weaknesses. We do have the resources to command this force back into the darkness from which it came but it’s less likely depending on the degree of darkness within us. Now, just as forces of darkness can overtake the human mind… and we have seen many examples of this, it stands to reason that the forces of light can do the same thing. We have only to invoke them and… not waver.

You have heard the ancient saying that, “it is always darkest before the dawn”. I submit that that is the position in which we find ourselves at this time. We’ve got hybrid, laboratory engineered, flu viruses and we are finding that the cure is worse than the flu. This is some kind of multi-creature amalgam that probably looks like a Griffin on a really bad hair day. We’ve got banker inspired wars going on all over the place. We’ve got specific outbreaks of insanity resulting in injury and death and all being blamed on Muslims. It so happens I know the Muslim community pretty well and they do not fit the profile being presented. Certain other groups do, however, fit this profile very well and we can see them in action every day.

The bad news is that they haven’t even released the really nasty flu yet and they haven’t done their worst in the killing fields of the Middle East or in the target locations where acts of violence serve to control the public mind through fears and lies about various patsies and straw men. It’s also useful to turn the frustration and anger of the populace against a designated target and keep their attention off the people who are actually doing it to them. All these things need to be said because their must be a counterpoint to the engines of death and despair in the hands of the psychopaths who presently imagine themselves to be in control of things. They are soon to find they can’t even control basic body functions and they will destroy each other so it behooves the discriminating to gain some distance from these bloodstained clowns.

Though I would personally put no one beyond redemption, I do get the suspicions that some number seems to be. When there were demonstrations by protestors in ‘The City’; that area that houses the financial district and is the financial neve center for the whole world, traders and associates were leaning out of the windows of their offices and sneering at the people and waving money in gleeful indifference to what caused the protestors to be there in the first place. You see this kind of disconnect all the time now. You see it in the way the MP’s and members of The House of Lords were bilking the public in a truly pornographic manner in their hour of need. You see it whenever Hillary Clinton opens her mouth and the same can be said of Obama, Nancy Pelosi and the rest of the thieving hypocrites elected to serve the public interest while serving no ones but their own.

As infuriating and dreadful as this behavior is and, I suspect we don’t know the half of it, we can’t let them make us like them. We can’t allow fear of them to influence our behavior or, we effectively become their servants. The self interest and conniving is epidemic. The lies are like veritable tsunamis washing over the human consciousness. The depraved cruelties and murders are beyond the scope of definition. This is how it is in times like these. A great writer once wrote a book about times like these and his opening line was, “It was the best of times. It was the worst of times”.

Think about it. In times like these our true nature is revealed. In some, the higher nature will come forth at the presence of adversity and extremity, others will, metaphorically- and maybe not so metaphorically- drop to all fours and behave as only a human, no longer human, can behave.

This is not some random thing my friends. This is the fulfilling of destinies, the running of the demons and the coming of divinity. Those who persevere and endure are going to get a great surprise and so too will those who do not. Thus ends the blog portion of tonight’s show. I’ll be back with the more extemporaneous in about a heartbeat.

All the Mistakes …Pretty rough and badly mixed but I think the lyrics tell the tale

The New Shangri-La

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

The beginning of the week and the predicted date of October 25^th come round together and debut tomorrow. The beginning of the week is certain. We don’t know what may or may not happen on the 25^th but it will come along as well, tailing a financial monsoon or not. They say things come in threes so it is only appropriate that the weekly radio show should come around as well and we find ourselves in the introductory text portion of the program. Visible will be in the air (as well as on the air) tomorrow flying off to meetings with the unknown and unimportant (relatively speaking) and so… in a manner of speaking will still be in the telepapod beneath the tracking mothership.

The winds of change are spinning like massive dust dervishes across a landscape burning with the desire to be washed of iniquities and the heavy energies that weigh down upon the backs of the populations like sacks of rocks. Surely there is an answer to our condition and surely the answer is not to simply go on as we always do, each of us planting a handful of rocks on the back of tomorrow.

Since I mentioned it last week I see where other are now mentioning the real fire in the Turkish and Israeli standoff is based on the Mossad plot to assassinate Prime Minister Erdogan. Well that was last week. What have I done for you lately?

Let’s talk a little about conspiracies for a bit. Rixon Stewart of The Truthseeker has an interesting article on whether McVeigh was even executed. Those of you listening only can put The Truthseeker and Timothy McVeigh into a search engine and get the article right at the top of the lineup. I already checked. Given that what he talks about is most certainly true …and I have seen it corroborated elsewhere and… given the recent discovery of nano-thermite at ground zero and… the exposure of Mossad agents residing in the Twin Towers prior to the 9/11 attack, it’s become more and more clear who was involved in the attacks. It has long been accepted as gospel that the 9/11 attacks were an inside job by anyone not taking candy from The Tooth Fairy. Apparently Oklahoma City was done by the same people. It’s hard to imagine they have an unknown competitor running around who was also at Elohim City.

I haven’t been on the American mainland in over a decade and I haven’t even been in American territory since I visited Hawaii about seven years ago, so I don’t know what it’s like there any more. I know I’m not welcome- or they like me too much- because they almost didn’t let me leave last time. I did not feel the need to test the waters again. I do have the internet and I hear things. I hear it’s pretty tense in the denser population zones and pretty much the same as it always was further out, except for the foreclosures, the crumbling infrastructure, the missing jobs and the money going funny.

More and more people seem to know that something is wrong, even if they’re still blaming in on the absence of one party in power and the presence of another. That seems to be the angle of the media these days. You’ve got two seemingly different perspectives being argued from opposite sides of the same operation. Obama is still walking on water after having violated every campaign promise he ever made and McCain and Palin are making the rounds in exile. Palin is headed for touchy feely land on Oprah shortly. That will probably happen as soon as the ghostwriters get her book to the presses.

Ah… I don’t want to talk about this stuff but I did want you to see what it sounds like when someone talks about the usual things running out of the S&MSM and alternative news feeds.

Let’s talk about something or at least in some other way. What’ll it be? Hmmm… Winter is coming and there has been no change in the ruling authorities bending over and genuflecting for the dark lord steaming in his tower. The Axis of terror which is housed variously in Tel Aviv, London and Washington D.C, are churning out the lies and giving the orders for murder abroad. Some great and intricate map of a game plan exists but you can’t pick that up at the gas station. Do they have a plan? They must have some kind of a plan. Part of the plan was to steal as much money and real estate as they could get their hands on while making Goldman Sachs and J.P, Morgan, both Rothschild fronts, the most powerful money launders and counterfeiters on Earth.

The second part was to put the middle class and the poor in survival mode and in constant fear of job loss, eviction and the notice of the police

The logical solution for the people of the world is to march into Goldman Sachs, J. P. Morgan, the Federal Reserve and The Rothschild banks and arrest every single person they can find and throw them in jail. Not much is going to happen until the obvious perpetrators have been stopped in their tracks. This is where the governments and world police; the standing armies of soldiers and lawyers get their marching orders from.

Here’s a simple fact. There’s enough, for everyone on the planet and more, to have whatever food and shelter they require. There is enough work for all the hands and minds that wish employment. There’s free medical for everyone who needs it and money to pay for it without batting an eye. All you’ve got to do is stop the engines of war and the obscene money sucking machines of the vampire bat bankers. The rich could still be rich and the poor could still be poor. You’re always going to have poor people, even Jesus the Christ said as much. Didn’t he say that the “poor ye always have with you”, or something to that effect? I think the same applies to the rich. There’s just not as many of them.

As much as I think the people really should storm Rothschild castle with their pitchforks and though they might well do… I suspect other forces are going to come into play because a statement is going to be made by the invisible about this ugly, ugly behavior that we are all a witness to. From the food fascists at Monsanto to their lobby goblins in the FDA, from the media whores in S&MSM to the industry trolls in the FCC it’s all the same; top to bottom scoundrels with hands the size of truck tires perverting and stealing everything in reach.

The common herd of humanity just rolls back and forth like Sisyphus in search of breathing room and daylight. They’re not at wit’s end yet. Maybe something good will happen… dreaming of homes recovered, new cars and a trip to the glimmering mall. Christmas is coming after all. The credit card companies have gotten permission to charge their customers, who don’t overspend and who pay promptly, a penalty fee for doing the right thing… or maybe they didn’t get permission. I don’t know. None of them seem to need permission any more for anything. Like the song says, “something’s got to give” but we don’t know what and we don’t know when. We’re just treading water while we wait for the storm at sea. That’s right, just call me Mr. Positive; at least I dog-paddled to shore some time ago and hiked inland.

I know it’s all going to work out and it’s going to be bad for the bad and good for the good and we might even come to learn the difference too. Meanwhile the Prince of the Air is battening his wings and driving the force of his will into the ground with the command of “Say my name”. Because… you see… we’re in that period of one quarter light and three quarters dark and so the appearance of power is all on the side of the night shift. That’s about to change. The light is coming and a new golden age is waiting in the deep banks of the raw material, storage stations. It’s about to be placed on the conveyor belt of the time continuum, as it moves through the foundry, to the transport trucks, to the view outside your window one morning when you wake up; probably going to be some Sturm und Drang on the way.

We’ve come to the end of the text portion of the show which you can catch here on Sunday night or download here on Monday. Those of you only listening can ignore what you can’t see. Please bear with me in the space between this reading and the rest of the transmission.

Right Thru my Heart

The New Shangri-La

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

Probably a lot of people want to know what’s up at Casa Visible. This I intuit due to commentaries designed to cause me to stray from my determined course. You might be surprised to find how I actually live compared to how you think I live. First things first.

Whenever a person sets about telling the truth they are going to come into competition with lies. Lies are big money and they fuel your wars and they coalesce the companies that plunder. Whenever something is a major criminal enterprise such as; money, pussy or drugs, you can be sure that the government and the business community are silent partners. This is how they fund all their illegal behavior from things they made illegal to begin with. Some things should be illegal in a sane society, like human trafficking and loan sharking. Then again, most corporations do the former and most bankers do the latter every day.

So… all in all… it becomes something of a gray area. One thing you should know- these days- is that the government is not your friend when it comes to their market share. There is no real government anymore. They merely front for the corporations.

Because I got hit a lot when I was a child, something went wrong with my serotonin flow. The government and the corporations would prefer that I just bought the regular bottle of Scotch or went to my doctor for an anti-depressant. In all honesty and to be fair, I tried those venues and found them to be worse than the condition they were supposed to relieve. Since I have tried just about everything, I would know. Here is what I know about that. The legal end of what was available is the only thing that really messed me up and I stay away from that action these days.

It just so happens that in my travels I did find something that treated my condition and it worked like a charm. It also happens to be illegal. Well, so are insider trading, routine murder and a host of other charming pursuits that the corporations and governments get up to every day but hey! They are the man. Like Bernie Madoff with his cocaine and silicone-tit, fueled Ponzi scam, that’s all right if you are in the club… for awhile. Most of the time, you can get away with anything because you are the power that makes and breaks the rules.

I’m just some guy on a private mission who needs certain elements for his ship. I landed on this outlaw asteroid awhile back and I’ve been trying to get airborne since. Maybe I shouldn’t have developed the compassion that I did develop on behalf of a lot of the residents but… I did. I took exception to the way they were being treated by the overlords- while I was also looking high and low for the elements I needed to power my ship- and I may have said a few things about it so… there was a period of years there where I got to be a Public Enemy without the advantage of looking like Johnny Depp; that might have been just as well since I became a guest of the state for extended periods now and again.

I make no apologies for being out of my mind. From my personal perspective I can’t see how the rest of you oblige these scoundrels in their relentless bullying ways but that’s you. It ain’t me.

I go by the old stand by of ‘trust but verify’. I apply this to most of my engagements. I look at religion and I know it’s a marketplace that conceals a living wonder. I throw away the excess and I take what’s vital. I look at the rank hypocrisy by which your public servants rule you and I make my own rules. If it works for me then it works. If it doesn’t, I discard it.

Now I see that certain probes are being extended in my direction to see if I will promote behavior, that I might personally engage in, among those who follow my work. I never have and never will. My constitution is different than most peoples because I’m not a native of this planet and what works for me might not work for others. I have it on good authority that there are others like myself here; shipwrecked on this flea market planet and trying to cobble together the necessary parts to get our various conveyances back in the air and from there back to civilization.

I don’t want to drink Scotch. I don’t want to take dangerous anti-depressants. I know what works and what doesn’t. The corners I cut do not result in the same massive loss of life as does the activities of those trying to suppress the seekers and entrepreneurs among you. The fact that I am still standing and in better shape than most is a testimony to the fact that I must have some idea of what I am doing and… by this time… I know that the agents of the dark side that run the show here, for a little while longer, are lying sacks of shit who have no interest beyond self interest and couldn’t care who they hurt on their way to maintaining the status quo SNAFU that they routinely engage in.

It just so happens that I do have certain information that is useful to the saner residents of this planet. There’s nothing all that exceptional about it. I come from somewhere else so I can see things differently than the way most people have been programmed to see things here. The main thrust of what I am about is a change in consciousness and it has nothing to do with ingesting chemicals of any particular type, be they legal or illegal. If a visitor comes from another planet, it seems to me that it should be common courtesy to allow them whatever comestibles they prefer and to leave them alone with their native customs. Unfortunately that is not an automatic here. This has no bearing on what I do however.

The irony of seven thousand tons of opium, which I don’t use, flowing out of a war torn area where is had previously been suppressed by those now being hunted by the very machine that is profiting from this item should not escape the notice of even the most stupid of you but… I never underestimate the power of stupid.

I don’t provide anything to my readers but information and the occasional musical cds or books that they might order without my needing flashing LED adverts on my pages. When I am fortunate enough to obtain a certain item that assists me in my unfortunate stay here- which isn’t often- then I am grateful. It is a failing of mine that I am generally too honest with the reader about my personal behavior and maybe I should make an adjustment in that respect but… I feel I am in the company of friends and tend to behave that way. However, not everyone who comes here is a friend nor has my best interest at heart and I can tell when they show up, I’ve got that particular implant.

Far be it from me to ask those of you who are incapable of being honest with yourselves to be honest in any other way. I wouldn’t dream of it. If you think I’m going to play patty cake with your incredibly, unskilled efforts to make me out as something I am not, well… that’s not operative.

I’m pretty clear about most things and if it’s not clear you have only to ask. I’m probably one of the most law abiding people I know because most of the commonly understood laws make sense to me and I abide by them. I draw the line at the laws which are created for the benefit of corporations and government whores who break them on their own time any time they feel like it.

In the long run it is probably better to leave me be, as you should already know. I don’t work for you but I do work for someone and that someone has a lot more weight than your employers will ever have and you will just wind up looking like what you are, after it is over. Spare yourself this. You have enough embarrassments to be concerned with. You don’t need one more which will also serve to make my case far better than I am already making it on my own.

I know the ins and outs of your various ways and what you are capable of but these are very different times and you do need to keep that in mind. The hounds you formerly unleashed at will, may no longer serve you in the capacities you are used to and you wouldn’t want to find that they are prepared to turn on you now as they might well do.

End Transmission…….

Miracle of Love

The New Shangri-La

I try not to focus on the punishment angle. I believe what scripture reveals about that; “Justice is mine”, sayeth the Lord”. I can’t help myself sometimes when I find myself wishing that a hard rain will fall upon the heads of these demons in human form. I don’t stay there. It’s very momentary and then it passes. It’s a kind of red haze that rims the eyes and dreams of fire. (I’m not a Christian but I am a friend of Christ; if that makes sense.)

The very worst of them are those who pose as the opposite of what they are; men like George Soros whose money went to fund the Iranian Green Revolution; Zionist occupied Georgia’s Rose Revolution and the Ukraine’s Orange Revolution. It makes me think of all the color coded alerts that the Bush League administration used to come up with. George Soros likes to paint himself as a philanthropist. He’s had some sneaky little efforts that landed him on the perceptual end of good guy country. It’s amusing to see now how all those organizations he funded are in full support of Obama’s Murder Inc.

I’d like to slip inside George’s head (and I might) and turn up the volume on Love’s recording of “She Comes in Colors”

I hate to say that I don’t trust very many people and almost no organizations. I used to look at moveon.org and Code Pink the same way I looked at The Daily Kos; just power grabs of empty space to posture in. I don’t mean to be a cynic. I have powerful belief in some things that approach the level of ‘know’ instead of ‘believe’ but time and time again; I find that these organizations that rise up in opposition to the status quo are actually created by the status quo to give the impression of an opposition that doesn’t exist. I can say with certainty that not all the money or promise of personal power that could possibly be offered would cause me to change what I do… not one whit. You might say that’s easy words to say and hard words to live by but in this one regard I know myself very well. Some things are more important than money and personal power.

Why would anyone, given the opportunity to really make a difference, sell their asses like a street side hooker for temporary gain? Does it not occur to these people that these notes come due? There’s a temporal bank and a spiritual bank and you’re welcome to your choices. What forms a man like Soros who makes himself personally responsible for the deaths of people in countries far away, which are none of his fucking business? What kind of a vampire buys the souls of fools for money and then provokes them toward prison and execution?

Maybe I’ll be disappointed again but as far as I am concerned, Vladimir Putin, at the moment, is the greatest statesman alive. I think about Mr. Putin a great deal. I know he’s ex-KGB. I know various things about his life because I took the trouble to learn. Certain features about this man fascinated me. And I have some gift for Phrenology so there would be some curiosity in that regard but still, I will take him head and tails above the rest. I like Ahmanedijad also. He fares much better phrenologically. He is surely an honest man who loves his country. In this sense Putin and Ahmanedijad are quite similar. Putin loves Russia. He loves Russia more than himself. This could not be said about Obama, or Netanyahu, or Sarkozy, or Merkel or Gordon Brown. These creeps are in love with themselves and in a personal confrontational crisis they would all be cowards. Phrenology tells me this as well.

Putin’s a martial artist and I have studied in that area all my life. My interest in Phrenology came in tandem with this because when you’ve been sent to prison and other places for extended tours, you had better know a little something about Phrenology and body language. The mental institutions were the best. Then you really had to be on your game. But hey, the world is a mental institution and …if you are sane, and I’m not saying you are, but if you are sane you had better watch your step. They know you hooked those glasses from the set of “They Live”. Which-

brings me back to things I believe in strongly enough that they have become one of the few things I can actually say I know. I know there is a cosmic force for good and, regardless of appearances, it always triumphs… period. Go on with your vain fantasies of empires and fortunes, dancing boys and dancing girls; shimmering in a sea of permitted violation… the corner table at the high tower and the blood of your fellows on your hands. I will see you fall. I will watch you go.

George Soros, let me tell you personally that you are a soulless husk and your destiny is grim. You approach the gates George and the one who granted you this fortune will step aside as you go by; soon to see you in an entirely different context.

Let me say to everyone of you now strutting and parading across the stage while you play to the cheap seats; the population of which you have drastically increased, that your hour has come. You have been warned. There is a small window still open and if in your arrogant disregard you disdain this priceless mercy then there will be none after. You had better heed while you can. You had better fall to your knees and recognize the Lord of Light or you will be summarily handed over to his less benign aspect.

The time is shorter than you can imagine.

Let me tell you a little something about the ‘less benign aspect’. It’s you on steroids. It is exactly you, as you would have become, in your presumptions …of becoming the dark lord who brooks no competition. All the time you served him all you really achieved was his determined hatred. Just as the non-existent anthropomorphic god of the fundamentally inclined has no real existence; being nothing more than a bigger expression of the uncharitable self… the same applies to the dark side. Think of the irony of being in your own merciless hands …but raised beyond what you… mere mortal… aspired to. It is an easy road to enter and a lot of people go but as scripture also records, you will not leave until you have paid the last farthing.

So… even though I know too few of you have enough self-inquiry left to be slumming in my neighborhood, I’d like to take you back to the beginning of this piece and my mention of vengeance and notes come due. As hard as it is for me, I choose to err on the side of mercy and if you are in a position to heed, I suggest you be about that now. I am not imagining or fooling about what I am saying and you had better address this opportunity now because at some point known only to the Lord of Light, that window will close. Scripture also talks of wailing and lamentation; gnashing of teeth and I’m sure there’s a deal more to that. No man in flesh can accurately measure the blessings of Heaven or the miseries of Hell. I don’t come out of this particular bag very often because, as I said, I’m not involved at the punishment end. I do have something to do with the process itself, so you would be wise indeed to hear what I am saying.

Everyone ought to put just that much more effort into their lives at this time. When the entire spectrum shifts, you will only have what you have invested- and some grace- to call on. It’s not a hard thing that’s being asked of you. Serve as you go. Reach intensely within and recognize that it’s always now and that is for one reason only… that at some point in the eternal ongoing moment you will see that your life is a limitless possibility toward a singular bright home. You are admired and rewarded most for what you do when no one is looking. My friends… there are no secret places.

I never wanted any part of this, even when I was very young; all I ever wanted was my walled garden and the privacy of my invisible friends. Everything else had already let me down long ago but I can no more wall out the suffering of my fellows than You… yes You, can avoid the certain and irreversible judgment that is coming your way. You’ve seen the cartoon of the deranged, bearded man holding up a placard that says. “Repent, the hour is at hand”? Believe it.

Vanity

The New Shangri-La

Dog Poet Transmitting…….

The mothership resonates into the dark haze of materialism that chokes the planet. The tiny repeater pod takes its position above Clear Channel’s main transmission tower and the information wraps itself around the noxious propaganda like alien music which transforms the propaganda into harmless audio confetti. It’s now becoming the inert matter you read about on the back of packages of processed food. The alien music is burrowing into the collective DNA and whispering words like, “freedom”, “awake” and other things. Tune your mind to the inner light and let us burn away the cobwebs of a vanishing age. Welcome to the dog poet radio show. Perk up your ears and wag your tails as the chief walker removes the leashes from your neck and transfers them to the newly forged collars of your former masters.

I am surprised that no one has mentioned it yet, that Israel was involved in an assassination plot against Turkish Prime Minister, Tayyip Erdogan. Well… there was some amount of coverage in the international press. I’m thinking this was the key motivation behind Erdogan walking out on Peres and Turkey denying Israel the opportunity to participate in recent war games. It wasn’t about Gaza. The video of the exchange between Erdogan and Peres has been scrubbed from youtube because of use violations. It’s available in one of the preceding links.

I’ve been noticing the tension between Turkey and Israel for some time now. Turkey was supposed to be one of Israel’s best friends. The truth is that Israel has no friends, just people who fear her and people who have been compromised by her. If you wind your sinuous way into the past, you will find that Israel and Turkey have an interesting relationship. Insert the key words, ‘Ashkenazi Turks’ into a search engine. The AshkeNazis make up more than 80% of world Jewry and they are not of Semitic origin. This is a key to understanding why they immediately change the names of the Arab towns where they have either killed, or driven into exile all of the inhabitants. They need to corroborate what ancient texts claim is so and what modern research has proven false.

The Palestinians are the real descendents of the people in the Bible, not the AshkeNazis. The AshkeNazis mean to graft themselves over the original inhabitants, in a search for legitimacy of their claims that they originated in the lands which they have stolen from the Palestinians.

If your sole purpose for studying anything is to discover the truth of it, you will find that it is not a difficult thing. It is much more difficult to discover or manufacture the evidence to support what isn’t true. Lying is the more arduous art. The truth is much easier but far more dangerous on occasion.

Before Herzl and the boys worked the Dreyfus affair into the international tragedy that we know today, Arabs and Jews lived together in relative peace. That continued for awhile, until the Zionists discovered that the Bible made mention that it is always open season for hunting and killing Arabs. That’s the thing with so-called holy books. You can find anything you’re looking for. This is made all the more interesting, considering that the Bible and, most specifically the Old Testament are works of Gematria. You can find extensive corroboration for this and it gives a deeper meaning to the twenty two major arcana of the Tarot. For years, I was fascinated with the Tarot and its connections to astrology and The Great Work, which is the process of manufacturing the philosopher’s stone …and it seems to have something to do with the pineal gland. Do you ever get a ticklish sensation in the center of your forehead?

Because of a certain consistent and hideous behavior on the part of the Zionist movement, many people simply reject the idea of Jewish mysticism as it relates to the Kabala. It has been further diminished by association with Madonna and the troglodytes, along with the duplicitous activities of the Bergs, as they prostitute the mysteries of a higher order for personal gain.

I want to mention Jacob’s ladder and ask you to keep it in mind. Jacob’s ladder runs up through your spine. In occasional moments of personal rapture, I have found myself climbing it as if it were a real ladder; mimicking the act in concert with an internal process of incremental elevation. For me, some number of these arcane techniques and procedures are real.

Let me present something and see if it might not ring a bell or two with you. Anything that goes up can go down. Every positive, good thing has a negative counterpart and by polarization, they hold each other in place. Polarities are very essential in the world of duality… in the relative world. This is one reason why Advaita Vedanta holds forth a singular promise for those who can apprehend it.

Let us turn now to the Kabala which combines two books, the Sepher Yetzirah and the Sepher Zohar. The original intent of this marvelous system was wisdom and illumination. It has direct parallels to The Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus. However, we live in a very materialistic age. I said earlier that anything which goes up can go down too. Let’s bring back Jacob’s ladder and add in kundalini and the human spine. Let’s mention ageless wisdom and point out that there is only one force in the universe and that force is given definition according to intention and direction.

It is altogether possible to take rituals from the Kabala and turn them to other intentions, devices and industries than it was intended for. What we have ladies and gentlemen is a reversed Kabala being utilized to manipulate the material plane. When you reverse the kundalini, you also find that its power applies in either direction. This is the source of the sudden expansion of particular, sexual practices and identities in the culture of the moment. Because we are on the verge of the opening of an ancient portal; both within and without, everyone is feeling some degree of kundalini activity. This energy is also the sex energy. Due to the impressive impact of materialism on the human mind, decadence flourishes. There are all kinds of people who will take aggressive opposition to what I am implying here. In any case, it’s either true or it isn’t

Ageless wisdom is concealed by veils. The point of this is to assure the correct progression for the aspirant. As the aspirant passes certain tests, veils fall away. The higher mysteries of divine magic confer powers beyond the capacity of the ordinary, human imagination. When this is reversed, you have personalities like Stalin, Netanyahu and similar types appearing. The power of right use of the principles in any tradition of magical enterprise is always greater than the power of those who have perverted and bastardized it. None the less, the keepers of the keys are vigilant to protect these processes and traditions because they can be very, very dangerous in the wrong hands.

Personally, I stay away from the magical arts. If magic wants to happen spontaneously (and it does) due to an upwelling of love, compassion or any of the virtues then… that is fine with me. To actively seek to perform it is not in my MOS. To paraphrase Arthur Edward Waite, when he commented on the difference between white and black magic; “On the one hand we have something that is certainly dangerous, on the other hand we have something which may only be foolish.

A new magic is coming down on to the planet and the perversion of the principles of light are about to get their due. We’re entering the realm of Topsy Turvy and the only reason this might distress anyone, besides those it is coming for, would be their attachment to what is being recycled into the coming age.

We’ve come to the end of the text portion of this week’s radio transmission/ I’ll be going into more detail about this subject there. I’ll be slipping into your ears in practically no time at all so, practice safe hearing.. Ahroooooooooooooooooo!!!

End Transmission…….

The Tangled Woods

The New Shangri-La