If I Close my Eyes then I won’t have to See.

You hear about these child molestation cases where the mother knew what the father or stepfather was up to but didn’t say anything. Other times the mother claimed not to know when further evidence proved she had to know. That last is called ‘denial’. The present state of the American Republic mirrors something exactly like this. Children are being molested and the parents are pretending it isn’t happening but it’s much worse than that. The parents are also being molested and so are the grandparents; the livestock, the wildlife, the Constitution, the courts, the law enforcement and military. It’s a 24-7 gangbang. It’s not happening in the basement or the upstairs bedroom. It’s happening in the living room with the lights on and the TV playing and people don’t see it and they don’t hear anything but the TV.

When I was very young I was fascinated with the world of literature. That’s understandable given that my real life was a horrorshow. That’s called ‘escapism’. I read many things both fiction and non-fiction and many biographies. I learned some history from all of them and read a lot of history too. There was one thing (among other things) that used to puzzle me. Reading about dark, historical periods I could clearly see that people had been given early warning of what was coming. These warnings became increasingly dramatic but… the people didn’t leave. The world would be crashing down around their ears and they would be trying to go on with business as usual.

I was reading an article about Detroit this morning and it was a grim picture that the author was trying to paint a smiley face on; talking about how all the want and struggle had led to community gardens and so on and so forth. It reminded me of the smiley face that Jim Jones painted on that 25 foot pitcher of Kool-Aid at Jonestown. I look at the present state of America and it couldn’t be clearer what is coming but people are still trying to do business as usual. Americans are now taking jobs away from immigrants and even the immigrants have stopped coming over and the band plays on.

The people who caused the circumstances, in which the people of America find themselves, are put in charge of fixing what they damaged and are using it as an opportunity to loot the country from top to bottom. Maybe there’s a little good news here. In revolutionary France, a lot of the aristocrats didn’t leave either and got what was coming to them.

It’s a given that those who are looting the country have plans to migrate somewhere else once they have crowbarred the last nails out of the floorboards and sold them in bulk to the people that bought the 9-11 debris. It’s also a given that they believe they will get away with it and live to steal another day. Some of them believe they will be considered heroes after the fact due to well placed news items and the shine on their teeth. We’ll see about that. The world is a much smaller place these days and the ability to force-feed wholesale lies down the public’s throat is also diminishing by the day but… what to make of these people who watch network TV and twitter about their day shopping? What do you make of all these unreality shows refracted through a fly’s eye into thousands of likenesses?

This is the world where Sarah Silverman can lick her dogs asshole on TV and it’s considered ‘daring’. I don’t know if that’s mainstream media (which I don’t want to link to anymore but it’s a tacky enough site to make this paragraph’s point exponential) but I’ll let it slide for now (grin). This is the world that celebrates octuplets and watered the Terri Schiavo chia plant long after it had composted itself. This is the world where the biggest human rights violators engaged in the most wars can assume the high ground and lecture others about behavior that can’t even hold a candle to their own. You are the people that might have been. We should have gotten in touch with you then.

This is the world where the world’s biggest human rights violators can mastermind an attack on America and then use it as justification for mass murder and increasingly tighter controls on their citizenry. This is the world where ‘in your face’ genocide can take place and the people watching network TV with bags over their heads can’t see it. This is the world where the most fatuous arguments can be used to justify the most hideous crimes. This is the world that sails on a river of darkness.

This world is going to be both shaken and stirred with a twist. Everything you thought was real is going to crumple like cellophane. The early stages are in progress as we approach the middle point. “Anybody see anything?” “No, who’s asking?” “Huh?”

This is the world that used to be the world that is no longer the world you live in. The weather reflects it and you are standing on uncertain ground. They’re burning meat to make fuel to power homes. They’re harvesting organs from victims of genocide and selling them to the genociders. They’re doing everything you can imagine and they are doing things worse than you can imagine but many of you have no imagination left.

What is going to happen to all of these people who are watching Fox and the rest? What’s going to happen to the people who send their children off to fight in the corporation wars? Can anything remove the blinders that cause people to associate patriotism with being canon fodder for those who start the wars …and do not fight in them?

Now they’ve got doctors lining up to get their flu shots and advising people to follow their lead. These are, no doubt, the same doctors who tour the country shilling for the pharmaceutical firms and don’t even practice medicine, if they ever did. There’s no telling what’s in the photo-op shots and how that might differ from your shot. Some tiny numbers of people have died from this flu and there’s no evidence that it’s running like a brushfire through the communities so… what do the people hyping the paranoia and selling you the flu shots know that you don’t know? We do know that this flu was bio-engineered.

We live in a time of hysteria; religious hysteria, terror hysteria, sexual hysteria, global warming and flu hysteria, economic hysteria and Limbaugh fueled Nimrods are mobbing up over a health care system that you will never see. It has to pass through the hands of the people who profit from it and who control the legislators who compile the details and data for the corporation friendly laws. Nothing is going to change in that respect until the big changes start coming into the lives of the people who couldn’t see the smaller changes, or even the larger changes that followed them.

Yes, I have wondered why the people stayed when they could hear the monster baying in the woods. I’ve wondered about a lot of things and come to realize that some of us are just made differently. Some of us have very different tastes and very different values and that is what allows us to see or not see certain things.

There are people saying that great calamity is going to come upon us and there is a lot of evidence for that. There are people saying it’s all going to work out, even better than before and there’s not as much evidence of that. The fact is that we don’t know what’s coming or how it’s going to manifest. We can be certain of one thing, enormous changes are on the horizon and the world is going to be transformed and the next phase is going to start shortly. You might say that each coming season is going to represent an increase upon the last. What that increase is we shall soon find out.

I’m an optimist. I’m looking forward to greater opportunities and the departure of old evils. I’m looking forward to the looks on people’s faces when their eyes are opened for them and they see what’s been going on. That’s going to happen and that’s going to be one of the biggest changes of all.

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8 Responses to “If I Close my Eyes then I won’t have to See.”

  1. The Shifting Models of Existence

    Words are insufficient, but you’ll get the gist. Michael turned me on to this yesterday, credit goes to him.

    My hard drive crashed in July, I’m starting over again from scratch on a Vista notebook. Vista is a perfect expression these times, designed it appears by cretins on crack. I have no email. I am asking you to have patience, once again TDS is lost. But I do have a PDF reader, so if you could put a link somewhere, somehow… I would be grateful.

  2. See link right under the date/time of my earlier post. Its in red like the stuff above it and could be easily overlooked.
    But, I think you know what the link says already, remember You Are Who You Are Looking For?

  3. fat stupid amerikant Says:

    Detroit is like a warzone is what I read in some articles. I also heard those poor kids at the pentagram(gon) have some dozer bots to downsize on urban blight. Yea Mike Judge was indeed 500 years off the Idiocracy is here now so let’s go down to BF burger and smoke a Tarrylton or two. The German Landser (footsoldiers) used to have a saying in the last banker manufactured global profit fest known as WW2 it said “enjoy the war the peace will be hell.” So enjoy the collapse the part after will be even worse.

  4. Ondrej (Guldur) Says:

    Salute Les!
    and all the brave and insightfull folks here. As far as the debate mentioning dreams and their particullar meaning and possible interconnection with the breeding reality goes on in this place, here I have one quite fresh, enough to make me gloomy pensive for the rest of the day, I guess.

    Tonight, I had a pretty much of an apocalyptic dream. There was a nuclear explosion over Prague, where I was just passing nearby on the train within the dream (I live in northern Bohemia part of Czech rep.).
    The train was just going through the surrounding forests and I stood by the open window opposite to the blast side, overlooking wood hills from the bottom of them, when there was a huge flash of light and the tops of the trees were going on fire. In the window facing the blast there was the blaze visible, filtered through the trees and forest vegetation. I knew instantly, what exactly went on and why and continued overseeing the hills´ forests, now sparking with fresh fires, beginning to tremble with the first breaths of wind preceeding the blast. The train stopped and amazed people went reeling out, beginning to panic.
    At this point I have to pause and go some minutes or so back through the dream, where I had a fiery opinion exchange (or better quarrel, even altercation) with my friends present in the same train compartment at the moment.
    They kept acknowledging and advocating Vaclav Havel (czech ex-prezident, first after the „revolution“ in ´89, one of the main advocates and brain supporters of the NATO genocide of Serbs in the Yugoslavian wars during the ´90s, often nicknamed a „humanitarian bomberman“ by those who know, as well as a supporter/part of any NWO filthy plot to further enslave humanity), Alexandr Vondra and other NWO/Illuminati stooges throughout our decayed and contemptible political spectrum.
    I almost went screeming on them and begging them to open their eyes at the same time. There was no understanding in them, they trusted in the correctness of that persons, themselves firmly confident about the reality of the shallow and surface world interpretations these bastards are creating for them. On the other hand, they were thinking I have to be a bit crazy and wrathful for saying such a words. I felt hopeless and sad then, after they left my cabin annoyed and confused about me.
    Then the blast occured and I stood there by the window with a strange peace in my mind. In fact, I felt so little understanding and compassion for the common people at that point, that it almost frightened myself. I only felt compassion and empathy for all the children and brave/good/pure souls generally, but internally I sensed they will be taken care of somehow. Which only managed to remind me of my own two beloved sons and woke me up scared.
    Back again to the dream at the seconds following the blast I was somehow simultaneusly able (as well as dreams go) to leave my body for a brief spirit trip round the nearby woodlet and wittnessed a conversation of 2 old ladies accompanied by an old gentleman together on their retirement-time hike/trip strolling the countryside and looking to visit some place of their interest there (a castle ruin or cave or something like that), the man was holding them a commentary regarding that place. At the time of the blast with the first trees starting to burn, the ladies started to wonder like „what the hell is that“ and so on, whereupon one of the ladies started to prattle something like „it is good, the light comes at handy to have a better look at the place – ruin/cave“ , or some similar non-sense of that kind.
    I do not know, if this parallel passage of the dream is of any substance, all the time of that particular brief moment I was simultaneously standing by the window in the train, no time gap betveen.

    So thats for the dream, really sorry for bothering you all with such a long article, but I am probably unable to put it in more brief manner. I do not often enter the conversation here (2-3 times up to now), although I read all of the Les´ blogs regularly including the comments and I must say it REALLY IS the highest quality standard of topics discussed here with the most inteligent and sometimes I almost dare to say wisest sample of people abroad and their insightful opinions. At least for myself, because I do not know af any other places on web where the inteligent mind meets the pure wisdom of heart like here, where I find this amazing works of spirit very often. I really admire that. Thank to all the brave souls here and mostly to you Les, for being the unifying power here, for that part of the matter.

    Ondrej (Guldur)

  5. Ondrej (Guldur) Says:

    P.S. Sorry for being absolutely off topic, but there was some stress of urgency which forced me to post this one out-of-hand (head).

  6. smokingmirrors Says:

    Ondrej;

    This is your space to do what you wish. Thank you for the wonderful post. \i reposted it at original Smoking \mirrors too where many more readers will see it.

  7. smokingmirrors Says:

    Nina;

    I’m sorry about your situation. I have been through that many times.

    I can’t think of how to link a large text on the internet where it isn’t yet.

    I can always send it in email when you have one. How can you not have email? \just open a google account and you’ll have the book in no time.

  8. Its Vista. I’ve attempted 5 ordinary email accounts so far. The only good one takes around 10 minutes to open, but actually works: artlifewest@yahoo.com/
    Thank you. I’m eager to get a review up and apologize for the nonsense. A PDF is fine, whatever is easiest.

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