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Sounds of Silence
Posted September 20, 2011 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Little Dynamo has, yet again, been homeless this summer — so at least that makes quite a few folks happy.
Obviously, no home = no posts. Adios.
New Post at Blogger
Posted January 27, 2011 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
A new post, “Travis Bickle Has Entered the Building” is up at littledynamo.blogspot.com.
Posted January 24, 2011 by ray
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Due to technical problems this blog is returning to littledynamo.blogspot.com.
A post should appear there soon.
Put the Lie Ma in the Coconut
Posted November 10, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Merapi (“Mountain of Fire”) – current Indonesia eruption
Indonesia is a part of me babbled Barry Soetoro to thunderous applause in his 11/9 — or as Brits have it, 9/11 messedianic descent to that nation. Years six through eight were spent In Do (am)Nesia when mammy “Asset Ann” Dunham – in between unusual international travels to spook hotspots — dumped his Kenyan daddy to take up with new Indonesian meatpuppet Lolo (dubble low) Soetoro. Barry and his ”politically active” (feminist) modor then shifted operations to the Land o’ the Dead in the Uttermost West, Hawaii.
Precocious Barry is recalled by Indonesian classmates as stating repeatedly his desire to “be a president.”
Wonder where he got that lightningstruck idea? It’s all such a Mystery.
As for Ann Dunham’s ancestry, dun means both a greyish-brown color and, especially in legalese, a persistent demand for a payment.
Indeed.
Ham of course is pigflesh, verboten to Hebrews, and the suicidal animals into whom Jesus exorcised multiple demons in the Synoptic Gospels. A possessed man, seeing Jesus’ arrival in his country, ran to worship him, desperately hoping for relief from his misery. When Jesus questioned the demons, they coughed up their true name: Legion.
So Jesus ordered the demons to depart into the ham-herd, who jumped off the nearest cliff for respite, and immediately the possessed man was restored to sanity and wholeness. Learning of this, the local inhabitants beseeched Jesus to vamoose, informing us of their true spiritual state — i.e., legion likewise.
Relevant to Barry Soetoro, his Kenyan father, Mama DoneHam, and our recent post “All the Dark Continents,” Ham also denotes the cursed son of Noah. Ham means hot or burnt, and broadly infers the African (and, to some extent, Middle Eastern) lineages of postdiluvial settlement patterns.
Having witnessed Noah’s “nakedness” (his post-Adamic, vulnerable human/sinful condition), Noah’s sons responded variously: loyal Japhet and Shem covered their eyes and their father’s nakedness, thus metaphorically “covering” Noah’s human-ness (inherent sinful nature, despite being chosen by god to survive the flood). But Ham took advantage of Noah’s human-ness and weakness, with associations of emasculation, castration, and sodomy. The Curse of Ham ensued, an event leading directly to the post-deluge world’s re-possession by malevolent spiritual powers – for Ham sired Cush, and Cush sired Nimrod the Sorcerer, who built Babylon’s Tower and conjoined with Semiramis, the Mother of sex-magick, pharmaki, and blood-sacrifice for enslaving, profiteering, wicked purposes.
. . . revolving us back to Asset Ann Dunham, the modern degradation/destruction of Western masculinity and fatherhood, and the American Id Serpents (anagrammatic presidents) following JFK – instantly Barry Soetoro Obama.
The proportion of men must be reduced to and maintained at approximately ten percent of the human race.
– Mary Daly
On January 3 of this year, responding to exponential expansion of Der Global Gynogulag, Ground Control contacted Major Tom via “Exilarch in Babylon.” On the same day, NWO/feminist heroine Mary Daly, author of the personally prophetic Beyond God the Father, croaked, as exhumed in Wounded My Heart at Buried Hatchet. “Equalist” Daly taught at Jesuit-run Boston College in the State of MA for 33 years before “suggested retirement” for refusing males entrance to her classrooms.
Plenty more “equality” ensued.
Two days later on January 5, in “Firing Up the Repeaters,” we doubled down, leading off with This is Ground Control to Major Tom. Tom Smith facilitated Qim Tunes, a testimony transcribed laboriously from five largely non-verbal autistic men in a Southern California institution in the early 1990s. About fifteen years later l.d. wrote and published on-line the Qim Tunes interpretive document Kin Notes, with the production aid of a mother of two autistic sons.
Brent: Tet is here.
(Qim Tunes)
”Firing Up the Repeaters” reported the twin Solomon Island quakes, 7.2 and 6.5, with associated landslides on nearby Tetepare (TeT pair) and Rendova (rend ova) islands. During WWII Rendova Island hosted the PBR (Patrol Boat, Riverine) captained by future U.S. president and sacrificial yearking, John F. Kennedy. Ham hocked and Ham strung.
TeT is a frequent word and theme in Qim Tunes, oft referencing an upcoming confrontation or war. Tet has various techno-occult cognates in ancient Egyptian sorcery and cosmology. ”Firing Up the Repeaters” terminated thus:
In a little while I will once more shake the heavens and the earth, the sea and the dry land. I will shake all nations, and the desired of all nations will come, and I will fill this house with glory,’ says the LORD Almighty. (Haggai 2)
Sounded good. So on January 10, 2010, in “We Ain’t Fakin’” we scoped a second 6.5 quake, this one rolling the Northern California city of Eureka. Eureka, the standard cry of miners striking gold (think alchemy and trapped Chileans) means I found it.
Once again, two days later, on January 12 in “. . . Whole Lot a-Shakin’ Goin On,” we tussled the 7.0 mag shakeytown at Port-au-Prince, Haiti, that set every guede on Erf a’scramble.
On February 8, ”The World’s Columbian Exhibition“ snatched AF’s graphic. . .
. . . and included the following passage (boldfaced to distinguish from current narrative):
Coming off its declaration of Moon-ownership — two weeks before the Massacre — and having traded in desultory Bombay for the mumbo-matriarchal Mumbai, Fairhall traces exhaustive connections between worship of the “Divine Feminine” and Massacre events, places, and persons.
In Mumbai Lunacy: Part II, Ben writes:
. . . two of the four Americans sadly killed in Mumbai were members of the Synchronicity Foundation, a meditation group based in the goddess state of Virginia.‘
Led by Charles Cannon, whose techniques for inducing deep trance include the application of binaural-beat technology (after the fashion of the Monroe Institute), the Synchronicity Foundation claims that a very special guest has been making daily appearances at their 450-acre ranch near Charlottesville. The following is an extract from an article written by local journalist David A Maurer, eighteen months before the tragedy in Mumbai.
Maurer writes:
‘According to Charles Cannon, spiritual director of the Synchronicity Foundation in Nelson County, an apparition has been making itself known to visitors on a daily basis since last August. He refers to the apparition as the Blessed Mother and says she is more than the Blessed Virgin Mary, mother of Jesus.
“She refers to herself as the Divine Feminine, the Divine Mother, the Blessed Mother, not just Mother Mary,” Cannon said recently before going to the nearby site where the visitations are said to be occurring. “She is the divine consciousness- the essence of all those forms. What is amazing here is that so many people are seeing her, hearing her, smelling the fragrance [roses and gardenias].”
Similar Fairhall musings (non-contiguous):
As we have already noted, the former Victoria Terminus was built on the site of the original temple (sacred to Mumba) from which Mumbai derives its name.
Its present name of Mumbai- used, formally, since 1996, and informally for many centuries before that by speakers of Gujarati- is combined from the local goddess Mumba, and a word meaning ‘mother’, ‘Aai’. According to Wikipedia, Mumba was the patron of the original inhabitants of the seven islands, the salt collectors and fisherfolk; who is still deeply venerated in the city’s seventeenth-century Mumba Devi Temple. Most intriguingly, Mumba is depicted inside the temple as a black stone sculpture: evoking obvious comparisons not only to the Black Madonnas of Templar-infused Catholicism and Isis, but to the origins of Islam in the pagan worship of the Kaaba at Mecca (a word related to Cybele.)
As Fairhall points out, all five Americans killed at Mumbai were Jewish, including Alan Scherr and his thirteen-year-old daughter Naomi. Scherr was official spokesperson for the Synchronicity Foundation, which claimed interaction with a self-identified Goddess.
The correspondences go on and on — varied, rather innumerable, provocations clustered at India, specifically Mumbai.
Events at Mumbai were foreshocks of the Solomon Island and Haiti earthquakes, extant on a continuum, grokkable without geophysical analogs. However, as emphasis, the coordinates of this semiotic determinism twin despite high mathematical improbability.
Mumbai
18-58-30 N latitude
72-49-33 E longitude
Port au Prince
18-32-21 N latitude
72-20-6 W longitude
Mix her a double portion from her own cup. (Revelation 18)
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Tiger and Buddhist Mom Kultida, doin’ the rumba (when Big Bad Buddha learned a son was born to him, he sped off into the world to discover the event’s “enlightenment” — talk about Not Getting It lol)
Immediately subsequent posts scanned mas quakeage, and our February 19 “Scripted for the Gynogulag” — touched off by the news conference in which Tiger Woods repeated the cover-up of his Swedish Meatball wife’s domestic violence – konkluded:
Turn this shithole planet downside-up, father, and shake every lying cockroach in creation off it.
Snarkie! Eight days later, an 8.8 cooked Concepcion, Chile.
In Str8.8 to Hell, AF revised his quakearc for the Unimmaculate Conception, tinstone plummet made manifesto:
One week before Crucifixion Friday, on March 26, 2010, a rare earthquake struck the Jornada del Muerto near the White Sands/Trinity nuclear test site in the Land o’ Enchantment, at 32.50N latitude. (“Eddie and Francis, Friends Forever” and AF’s “Start! [Up Da Tum]“)
Journey of Death (King’s Highway West, New World)
Trinity Test Site Marker — Triangulatio
Gate of Death — a.k.a. Kern Place, el portal to the Jornada del Muerto (see AF’s Puer Aeternus or Little Boy Lost) — here Freemason Peter Kern was ritely decapped by a railroad train, and the structure subsequently cleansed of evidence dismantled
Recently we discovered that 32 (like 33, a masonic “prime numeral”) years to-the-day after JFK’s kingkill — on November 22, 1995 — the largest earthquake in at least 160 years bonked the Sinai Peninsula, where the Israel Lights, phaking pharaoh, forsook the northerly Queen’s Highway (Via Maris) escape route and instead southbounded into the Wilderness of Sin, to ascend 40 years later up the King’s Highway (Old World, East).
Via Maris — purple and blue; King’s Highway — red
triangular island set midst the King’s Highway (New World, East) in New Bedford MA, binding basilisk/cockatrice — New Bedford was homeport of whaling and birthplace of U.S. feminism
November 22, 1995, the Gulf of Aqaba absorbed a 7.2 (what else?) tremble along the left-stepping segment of the Dead Sea Transom. Note in regard to recent posts herein, at Aferrismoon, and re Trinity Site supra, the Sinai is a triangular/pentangular entity. The Aqaba Gulf is also called the Gulf of Eilat/Elat. Stations nine through thirteen of the Hebrew Exodus occurred in and around the port-city of Eilat, now the State of Israel’s access point to the Aqaba Gulf portion of the Red Sea. The Semitic Great Mother Goddess is Elat or, more commonly in the Bible, Asherah. The Ugaritic texts (pre-1200 B.C.) term her Athirat, ”Lady of the Sea”.
On April 4, 2010, yet another 7.2 rocker – this time whomping border shimmertown Mexicali (hot mexi, brown-ness like Ham) at 32.12N – paralleling the Jornada latitude of 32.50.
Crowley called Babalon “Our Lady” and his disciple, Marvel “Rocket Jack” Parsons pegged her “the mother of anarchy and abominations,” a reference to the sex-magickal nature of their Working. Parsons’ cohort L. Ron “Mother” Hubbard named his dotter Diana and his method Dianetics, and their Babalon Working strove to incarnate the Mother Goddess and re-institute her Cult of Diana, described modernly in James Frazer’s recounting of Demetrian year-king sacrifices, The Golden Bough.
Jumbo
The Trinity Site atomic test included a one-half million pound steel bottle codenamed “Jumbo.” Mystical Toponomist and JFK kingkill researcher James Shelby Downard asserted that Jumbo contained an inanimate body witch under nuke fission produced the alchemical homunculus/kabbalistic golem . . . the consort or companion that Crowley and Parsons sought for their reincarnate Asherah. Peter Kern’s death — not to mention those in Hiroshima and Nagasaki – might have leveraged the sacrificial blood-element to power the two transformations.
In the 1980s, before naive l.d. had even heard of alchemy or asheras, he helped State Supreme Court Chief Justice “Maximum” Malcolm Lucas (Milcom Lewis) publicize the executions of men for Malc’s great goddess, Kali-fornia. (Prior to that, l.d. flacked for C.J. Rose Elizabeth Bird. Yep. Load that nom into yer noggin. Whatta sense of humor, that god particle!)
Kali is the skully Hindu goddess of death, and Hinduism the main “religion” of India. Asherah and Milcom were the chief deities of blood-sacrifices (including child sacrifice, modernly abortion) for various eastern Meditteranean semitic folk (Caananites, Sidonians, Ammonites etc.) of the ancient Levant, rites usually performed upon “high places” and/or in groves. These groups represented diasporic postdiluvian matriarchal/serpent tribes deriving primarily from Sumer and Babylon — thus, get of Ham, Cush and Nimrod/Semiramis, both in lineage and “religious” character.
I remember when Caesar and Cleo
made love in the Milky Way
they needed boats and armies to get there
I know there’s a better way
(“Sedan Delivery”)
Their enemy was “Yahweh,” the emergent and novel paternal/patriarchal element who “adopted” the Hebrew tribal kin-ships, whose prima patriarch was Abram. Abram became Abraham after fleeing from Ur of the Chaldees (Sumer, the first postdiluvial civilization), rejecting the fallen angelic (demonic) practices of the serpent tribes, and accepting “Yah” as guide and deity.
During those heady Supreme Court years, l.d. had a temporary assistant named Jack Boas, who authored a book while he was supposed to be working lol, and later became Director of a Holocaust Museum. The twin pillars or towers of masonry are called Jachin and Boaz.
Small whirld ain’t it.
As Theresa Duncan correctly grokkled ’bout the World Trade Twin Towers just before her, ah, untimely death: Dad did it.
AF from Puer Aeternus or Little Boy Lost:
Using the Hebrew letter/numbers -
19 = ChVH [ Eve] while 45 = ADM [ Adam] , so a marriage or divorce of sorts.
45 – 19 = 26 , the general enumeration for YHVH , or Yahweh. YHVH and ChVH have a very close relationship. Thus the 2 parts of the date , the 19 and 45 , reveal Yahweh through a form of Subtraction, forming a dynamic TRINITY.
July – 7 + 16 = 23 , thus , despite all the hullaballoo , emerges ChYH – translated as ‘living’ [ among other words]
The 23 reiterates with ADM 45 in the exact moment of awakening as 529 = 23×23 , guess that’s why they needed accurate stopwatches.
From Stillings essay relating to the desolation of aftermath as found in the bible ‘…cities that are laid waste shall be desolate 40 years’
From the alchemical standpoint of practical masonry, the Trinity Test of a-tom-ic NRG dissolved or divorced (fission in physics, solve in alchemy) the primordial molecular characteristics of Adam and Eve, stagesetting the socio-political dissolution of ur-dualic male and female in the post-war years — the divorce prepping el mundo for re-entrance of Babalon, Sirian risen “up” from abyssic sea by way of Venus . . . the New Woman Order of the Ages. She is the One From Many (E Pluribus Unum) who was distilled from diverse, polytheistic postdiluvial “religions.” Her Chaldean/Nimrodic empires typically absorbed the deities of conquered peoples; all are welcome in the Melting Pot . . . as long as they acknowledge their boss.
Contrasting her convenience-store relativistic “truths,” the monotheism of Shaddai demanded a single absolutist Truth — the genetic and philosophical One Way that led through Hebrew lineage to the ultimate singularity, Christ. (Abridged — Adam, Noah, Shem, Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Boaz, Jesse, David, Solomon, Joseph, Levi, Joshua, Shealtiel, Zerubabbel, Amos, Joseph, Mary/Joseph, Jesus.)
In “Eddie and Francis: Friends Forever” we reminded that both the Port-au-Prince and Concepcion quakes shared the unlikely — and numerically loaded — longitude of 72W. For example:
Thus the Baal-Ashteroth system was also based on the seventy of the heavenly Host and the conflict was seen as the struggle between the Mother Goddess and Baal system and the Bible system of the seventy, as reflected in the Sanhedrin as the seventy [two] and in the Church as the seventy [two] or the Hebdomekonta[duo] of the Greek text of Luke 10:1,17.
Equally striking, the Mumbai ”pre-curser” that “set off” the sequence was at 72E longitude — statistically almost impossible, especially in such close temporal proximity.
At that point, l.d. embarked on one of his occasional ”vacations,” otherwise known as homelessness. :O)
Back in bidness, on October 6 the shakedown recommenced with “Loosening the Seals“ wherein the United States Presidential Seal unaccountably vibrated off Barry the Pharaoh’s lectern during (dig this!) the gloat-a-thon to his Oppressed Constituency, the “Most Powerful Women Summit” in the District of Goddess Columbia.
Now, if you think all that shakin’ was manufactured by HAARP, well, mebbe you best take up banjo. ;O)
Oops! Baracked again!
Now . . . where have we seen that lectern before?
Ah yes, the Dea-ley Dubble before the SiriUS Starecase!
We re-inflict all this on you because last weekend (November 7 and 8) Pharaoh and the Mom-in-Chief (plus a cast of thousands) pilgrimed to pre-cursive Mumbai, supposedly to honor the 200+ Mumbai Massacre victims from 2008, and to talk trade . . . but in reality to sneer-and-wave, and to lie (as ever) about how the betrayal outsourcing of U.S. jobs to India is in America’s best interest . . . when factly it’s in the best interest of the NWO and the top 1% of U.S. wealth-holders. And the beat goes on!
The forgoing info suggests the visit, in truth, is primarily (if not entirely) a devotional pilgrimage to a major shrine of Mother Goddess MumboJumbo, in her Skulmarm Kali postfissive masque. In 1995 — same year the Sinai 7.2 quake hit – Mumbai was rechristened repaganed from its former moniker of Bombay. Bomb. Bay. So . . . Fat Man and Little Boy.
Mumbai kicked this ball a’rollin quake-wise after two Sanhedric Jewish-American members of Virginia’s Synchronicity Foundation got unceremonially deceased at the Mumbai Massacre, supposedly the work of Them Evil Jihad Terrerists . . . two weeks after Inja claimed the Moon for, well, Inja. The Synchronicity Foundation devotees described ongoing encounters in the State of the Virgin — one of America’s original 13 colonies — with an entity calling itself the “Divine Feminine” and ”Blessed Virgin.”
Seal of the State of Virginia (“Thus Always to Tyrants”) lol talk about kettle = black . . . note the blue-clad correspondence with the descending celestial entity from the First Degree Tracing Board, supra
[Friday October 29, 2010] In the latest in a mysterious rash of attacks on military targets, shots were fired at the National Museum of the Marine Corps after it closed Thursday night, Virginia police say. It’s the second time the museum has been shot at in recent days, and the fourth time recently that a military-related building in the area has been shot at.
A Prince William County police spokeswoman said investigators found several bullet holes at the museum in Triangle, Va., about 30 miles south of the Pentagon.
Ahems:
1) triangular-shaped structure reminiscent of the Wicked Witch of the West’s krown
2) the Pentagon — site of the “other” 9-1-1 strike — hosts a Ground Zero Cafe (resonating Trinity Site and Hiroshima/Nagasaki, and in combo with the Twin Towers totals three strikes i.e. you are O-U-T)
3) from AF’s latest, “Trigger-Nometry“:
Prince William County hooked up with something I’d written in that post, the bit about William being birthed early and the 33 miners – Prince William countee : )
“In Chile a birth of sorts took place as Adamah, the carnal female held in her copper-womb 33 [ age of Jesus' crucifixion] men.
The birth proved premature occurring 8 months after the earthquake at CONCEPCION on February 27th. Prince William was also birthed prematurely years ago.”
Prince William is the grandson of Queen Elizabeth II while Virginny, ‘Old Dominion’, ‘Mother of Presidents’ was doubtless named for Isis/Diana/Astraea/Cynthia symbol – Elizabeth I
AF appends this illustration of Queen Elizabeth I, first cousin to current monarch Elizabeth II and employer of John Dee (astrologer, astronomer, mathematician, Hermetic philosopher, scumbag, occultist, nautonnier, and alchemist).
Draft Ze-bus in Mumbai
More on the occult aspects of Virginia at “Carry Me Back to Old Virginny.”
Recall that in December 2008 Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich was arrested on conspiracy charges of selling/trading President-elect Barack Obama‘s vacant Senate seat. Prosecutors assiduously avoided implicating Obamessiah.
Our December 2008 post “PBR Streetgang Come In, Over” contains links providing occult background/interpretation of Massacre Mumbye. There’s Helter Skelter Part I: Indian Style from the incomparable Todd Campbell, who did stellar work on Cerelean blood-sacrifices.
Ben Fairhall’s superb November 27, 2008 “Mumbai Reflections” was part of a series documenting the Synchroncity Foundation relationships with other goddess-grovellers associated with the MM, Mumbai Massacre. Mr. Fairhall no longer allows l.d. access to his work, however, so no link available — but here’s a quote reprinted from ”PBR Streetgang”:
Not only that, but Mumbai itself is a prime location for a goddess ritual; being that it consists of no fewer than seven islands. . . . Its present name of Mumbai- used, formally, since 1996, and informally for many centuries before that by speakers of Gujarati- is combined from the local goddess Mumba, and a word meaning ‘mother’, ‘Aai’. According to Wikipedia, Mumba was the patron of the original inhabitants of the seven islands, the salt collectors and fisherfolk; who is still deeply venerated in the city’s seventeenth-century Mumba Devi Temple. Most intriguingly, Mumba is depicted inside the temple as a black stone sculpture: evoking obvious comparisons not only to the Black Madonnas of Templar-infused Catholicism and Isis, but to the origins of Islam in the pagan worship of the Kaaba at Mecca (a word related to Cybele.)
In “Installing Os U” from November 2008, and in our October 22, 2010 post “All the Dark Continents” we compared the dolicocephaly of the Robinson Raskals to the African continent.
From a report on last weekend’s Mumbai Messianic visitation:
There are a lot of security measures that go into protecting a visiting head of state, but in this case, the interest in protecting the visiting head of state’s head, as well as the rest of him. That’s why Indian officials have taken an unusual step to ensure the security of US President Barack Obama: Indian authorities are knocking the coconuts from palm trees throughout Mumbai.
Don’t Luck N.O.W.
Lucknow School, India – Inauguration Day 2008
Incarnation School, Illinois — Inauguration Day 2008
Heh. Well at least it wasn’t Concepcion School. But two hundred million dollars a day in vanity extravagances “security measures” while my brothers sleep — and often die — in Amerika’s streets? Amidst our second Great Depression slight economic downturn?
Here’s the punch-line: Michelle Robbing-sons still thinks she’s “oppressed.” A victim.
So does Hillary:
Sitting out the intense political battle back home, U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Rodham Clinton toured Cambodia’s famed 12th-century Angkor Wat temple complex on Sunday and pledged to do more to help end the scourge of sexual slavery on a visit to a rehabilitation center for child prostitutes.
The scourge of sexual slavery?! It’s boys and men who are the slaves, sexual and everything-elsewise, in the Hillie-Winfrey-Robinson gynogulag.
The origins of Angkor Wat are unclear, with its Hindu, then Buddhist, incarnations partly understood. However, many devatas disport prominently within, and the name suggests Ang(ry) Kor(e) . . . wat? Or, following Kern Place, perhaps watt. So an Eastern manifestation of raging, bloodlusting Demeter, desperately demanding her Inner Child. Instead of just growing up and acting her age.
Last time round The Hildebeest was busy busy busy “wiping out the scourge of sexual slavery” in Africa, sending 17 million dolluhs to the Congo for wiping. NWO stooge the World Health Organization backs mandatory circimcision for African males, under cover of “combatting AIDS”.
Recalling the x-treme ham-chumminess between Oprah and Obie/Michelle, in “Fragile X Syndrome: Gone From Sorrow“ disgustedly we cited this article:
Different beauty products companies have used different ingredients to make their product the best one. Now it is the turn of the human foreskin to join the list of ingredients being used in such products. Suddenly, the foreskin fibroblasts have turned into big business. . . . [F]oreskin fibroplast is now being used in SkinMedica, a new facial cream promoted by Oprah Winfrey.
Turn the teevee up loud, can’t hear the baby boys screaming.
Oprah, amassing her fortune by inciting the hatreds and sexual frustrations of middle-aged American women, Demeter times forty million, calls her film production company HARPO — Oprah reversed. Recently her network logo got a facelift:
Oprah Gives Network New Colorful Logo
Finally, truth in advertising.
Dose of medicine for the Krippen Kryptocractic Klub:
Today, there are hundreds of non-governmental organisations in Cambodia alone working to ‘rescue and rehabilitate’ sex workers. Local sex-worker representatives even claim that there are more anti-trafficking activists than there are genuine trafficking victims. . . .
Andrew Hunter from the Asia-Pacific Network of Sex Workers (APNSW) tells me that there are NGO-run women’s shelters across Cambodia that rely on funding from donors like USAID and that they use ‘lurid stories of sexual abuse to raise money. It’s kind of pornographic in a way – but it seems making up stories of the enslavement and sexual degradation of women raises more funds.’
Little Dynamo is not in favor of any “sex industry” whatsoever. Commercializing sexuality is vile, and enslaves far, far more males than females, psychospiritually and physically. But the much greater threat is the malevolent, calculated use of “superior female morality,” especially over the past century, as pseudo-legitimate tool for manufacturing hysteria and thereby legitimizing, consolidating, and expanding the NWO.
In the most recent Morality War, what Hillie and Oprah and their NWO thugs desire — as with Prohibition and the War on Drugs – is to criminalize and demonize and propagandize masculinity, destroy fatherhood and male agency, fill the resultant vacuum with fempower, and reap the political and monetary rewards therefrom. Prohibition and the Drug War empowered gangsterism of the worst kind amongst both genders, enriched the crafty and malicious, and immensely increased human suffering. The national and international Security State loved it. Civil liberties, like the U.S. Constitution, went mum bye bye.
Prison-construction, as we reported recently, is seen as the “salvation” for America’s economic woes, and the target isn’t middle-aged females.
The Global Gynogulag wants to cage and castrate every male on the planet, ’cause the little darlings got old and somebody, goddammit, is gonna pay. And pay.
The KwaZulu-Natal government will soon start circumcising prisoners to reduce HIV infections among inmates, says health MEC Dr Sibongiseni Dhlomo.
Wonder what nation “suggested” (and funded) that Progressive idea? Oh and
The private prison industry — specifically, the Corrections Corporation of America — helped Arizona state Sen. Russell Pearce draft his now-infamous illegal immigration law.
Women will rule the world trimphantly cackles U.S. newsmagazine Ass-Set Newsweek:
As with most trends involving female empowerment, the shift has begun in the U.S., and is emanating outward.
Metastasizing like Krippen Kancer.
Tellingly, the lead photo is of “one of the first female entrepreneurs” in Punjab India.
Men were the main victims of the recession. The recovery will be female gloats the Newsweek sub-head, vicious as a Cerelean Circumstraint in its ever-tightening glee.
While l.d. was enjoying his luxury vacation – at slightly less than 200 million dollars per day! – seems The Gulag Gang have been busy as a tree fulla merovingian bees.
Deep in the woodlands, where the hating is less cacophonous, he found him a little leg-o stick.
Suez in one hand, Elat in t’other. Make a wish, and shake the coco nut tree.
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Just before hitting “publish” this story appeared on yahoonews:
JAKARTA, Indonesia – An Indonesian volcano has forced President Barack Obama to cut short his visit to the country, and some international airlines are canceling flights over concerns about air safety.
Mount Merapi, hundreds of miles (kilometers) east of Jakarta, has been spewing massive clouds of ash and gas high into the air for more than two weeks, killing at least 153 people and causing travel chaos and at times forcing two nearby airports to shut down.
Obama sliced several hours off his whirlwind 24-hour tour Wednesday.
It’s not a game, folks. Sometimes, though, l.d. wishes it was.
By Their Fruits Ye Shall Know Them
Posted November 4, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but the corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit. (Matthew 7)
Must-read latest from the Skylark Express:
Marine Museum – Triangle, VA
But you had better believe they sung a different kind of story when Big Jim hit the floor
(Miss you JC)
The Man Who Shot Liberty, Valence
Posted October 29, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Heart of a Warrior? lol what battle has Pallas Palin ever fought? Insidious panty-creep? Sideswiping fellow SUV Sisters for a parking spot nearest the soccerfield? Coldcocking co-consumers at Moosehollow Mall for first dibs on the new Jimmy Choo shoe line?
See the Great Warrior, arrayed in glory and dressed to kill. From her Champagne Campaign Days:
Sarah Palin is blaming gender bias for the controversy over $150,000 worth of designer clothes, hairstyling and accessories the Republican Party provided for her, a newspaper reported Thursday.
Like her countrywomen and their emascuthugs, Sister Sarah only makes war on those who aren’t allowed, or able, to fight back . . . like male mooses (sp?). Anyone notes her hypocrisy, well, obviously they’re misogynists. Criminal misogynists.
Even her scapegoating is hackneyed. Doubt she had one original thought her entire life.
As for Soul of an Angel, at least that’s unintentionally closer, for indeed her soul is angelically owned.
Last walkabout cogitated the ongoing practice of Global Alchemy in directing the New Woman Order through bloodline manipulation, blood sacrifice, appeal to powerlust and greed and vanity, and agitational propaganda at collective levels.
Retortbound, the White Woman (water, mercury, illumination, Europe, Venus, thesis) coagulates with the Red Man (fire, sulphur, unconsciousness, Africa/Aboriginal America, Saturn/Mars, antithesis) in coniunctio, the ”sacred marriage.” From these come the “third thing,” the “golden product” or synthesis in Hegelian Dialectical terms.
Saint Hillary von Obamanation
From our October 2008 post PalinGenesis: There’s No Place Like Homeland:
Because Sarah Palin in her owlish assuredness reminds us so much of Good Doctor Krippen [see "The Picture Changes"] from the film I Am Legend, we’ll quote Wikipedia on palingenesis:
In modern biology (e.g. Haeckel and Fritz Muller), palingenesis has been used for the exact reproduction of ancestral features by inheritance, as opposed to kenogenesis, in which the inherited characteristics are modified by environment.
Hm . . . ancestral inheritance, repoduction of features . . . yes, we’re in Bloodline Land, Krippen Kounty.
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We then quoted a Reuters article linking Palin geneologically to FDR and Princess Di, both major players in the NWO Working. (FDR ordered the “All Seeing Eye” on the back of the dollar bill, and he and Secretary of Demeter Agriculture Henry Wallace were keenly interested in a certain “casket.”)
The 2008 Reuters piece likewise blood-tied former Vice President Chain-he to then-nominee Barack Hussein Obama.
Slither biz as Slither is, Slither duz as Slither was. In the latest episode of All in the Coven, we find Obie related to The Palingenetic One and the Burning Bushes.
Well . . . color us plum(b) rubedo.
In Crossing the Line, we harked Sarah-as-Ceres, raging through the planet like smug Doctor Krippen, full of self-righteous vengeance in eradicating humanity’s “cancer,” once called “masculinity.” When David (Red) Letterman made a weak joke involving dotter Bristol Willow Kore, Sweet Sarah demanded that Dave apologize to all young women in America. Tho American females are fully Empowered and Independent, if you dare to “offend” one of them, you’ve just invoked the wrath of their entire Union. That ole Taxi Driver was right.
In ‘Tain’t written in a stone, mason!! AF “treats” us to a photo of Golda Meir, former PM (what, no “S”??) of the State of Israel from 1969 to 1974, dressed as Goddess Libertas in the twinyear of 1919. Conuinctio involves coagulatio of the universal, primal opposites or dualities, expressed and conserved in the human male and female. The end-product of alchemical operations, the Third Thing, is “gold” — thus juicy is former Israeli PM David Ben-Gurion’s quote that Golda Meir was “the best man in the government.”
Oh well at least no golda calf this time.
During the early portions of transition from matriarchy — a transition that never really took, obviously — the Hebrew tribes had a smattering of female leaders. God’s a meritocratist, but he ain’t a democracy.
Golda’s family emigrated to the U.S. at turn of the nineteenth century, and her father Moshe worked at the Milwaukee railroad yards . . . notorious sites for practical masonry, with the Three Unworthy Craftsmen/hoboes and railroad yard proximate and prominent in the Cerelean Rites of JFK’s kingkill.
Gertrude Stein, Gloria Steinem, Erica Jong, Emma Goldman, Shulamith Firestone, Betty Friedan, Ruth Bader-Ginsburg, Susan Estrich, Susan Faludi, Judy Chicago, Andrea Dworkin, Susan Brownmiller, Eve Ensler, Judy Blume, Gloria Allred, Bella Abzug, and On and On . . . all prominent Jewish feminists . . . whoda thunk so many soft hands could fit around that bladehandle sticking out of yahweh’s back?
To say nothing of scribes and sanhedrins. Little wonder so many OT prophets were persecuted and murdered. Nuttin gnew under sun. Or above.
Wonder Woman, imbibed by Linda Carter, born 1951 in Phoenix, AZ.
Published by DC [Disctict of Columbia Direct Current] Comics.
Wonder Woman creator William Moulton Marston ["Mars Stone," possibly a type of alchemical Red Man]:
Wonder Woman is psychological propaganda for the new type of woman who should, I believe, rule the world.
According to the Fall 2001 issue of the Boston University alumni magazine, creation of the first female superhero was commanded by Marston’s wife:
| “ | William Moulton Marston, a psychologist already famous for inventing the polygraph (forerunner to the magic lasso), struck upon an idea for a new kind of superhero, one who would triumph not with fists or firepower, but with love. “Fine,” said Elizabeth. “But make her a woman.” |
In 1972, the first stand-alone front-cover of Gloria Steinem’s uberfem Ms. Magazine featured Wonder Woman. Goddess Gloria has since been unmasked as just another asset of that bastion of Mrs. and Mr. Marston’s “triumph of love,” the Ceres Central Intelligence Agency.
Rebelling against familial conservatism, but probably moreso against god, Golda Mavobitch Mabovitch fled to Denver to pursue her passions of “Zionism, literature, women’s suffrage, trade unionism, and more.” Our Glorious Goldie liked power and being the bright little point at attention’s center.
She is woman, hear her roar.
Dovetailing our discussion above, Golda had a daughter in 1926, Sarah, and was the Jewish observer from Palestine at the 1938 Evian Conference organized by FDR to address Nazi persecution of Jews. Soon after, she became the chief fundraiser in America for the forming, and arming, Jewish State.
Born Golda Mabovitch, upon appointment as Israeli Foreign Minister in 1956, Wikipedia reports:
. . . she shortened “Meyerson” to “Meir”, which means “illuminate.” As Foreign Minister, Meir promoted ties with the newly established states in Africa in an effort to gain allies in the international community. But she also believed that Israel had experience in nation-building that could be a model for the Africans.
1) Alkhemikhal Gold-a
2) Illuminate and
3) Africans. Yee ikes we hit a triple conjunction. Off a curveball too. And Homebase Homeland is just 33 yards down the rail-line!
AF mentions Golda Meir in connection with Israel’s attack on the USS Liberty, heretofore one of the most anomalous and puzzling “own-team” aggressions in history. The incident made, and makes, no sense whatsoever in terms of international politics or military tactics. However, apparently it makes very satisfactory sense to god.
While San Francisco and the United States soaked up the last dying rays of the Summer of Love, Israel and an alliance of Syria, Jordan, and Egypt fought the 1967 Six-Day War, largely a series of successful pre-emptive air strikes by Israel. During these skirmishes, the neutral USS Liberty, a cargo ship fitted to gather electronic intelligence, lost 34 crew members from combined Israeli air and sea attacks – in a Keystone Kops litany of miscommunications, delays, unconfirmed confirmations, administrative snafus, departures from regulations, bamboozles, and outright foozles. Read the Wikipedia article . . . you’ll see.
Unsurprisingly, the High Strangeness went down just offshore of the Sinai Peninsula, that wedge of wilderness desolation through which the Hebrews fled Pharaoh fifteen hundred years prior. And indeed, the Sinai (temporarily) changed hands from Egpyt to Israel during the Six-Day War.
As naughty nautonniers of this lame blog know, Liberty in all its Franco-American connotations references the Goddess Libertas, and thus a Weird Wartime incident involving a ship named Liberty is bound to be low-dead.
The Israeli Air Force flight-formation was led by a Captain Spector. (And no, it wasn’t Phil. He was busy adjusting his brim and preparing for his Easy Rider role, next to a busy LAX runway.) ;O)
The USS Liberty’s captain was named McGonagle. So, son-of-gone-eagle. Eagle = US emblem/warbird.
Then there’s the Mystery of Machine Gun Mounts number 53 and [Area] 51. Wikipedia:
During a lull in firing from the torpedo boats, Lucas stated that “it sounded as if [mount 53] was firing at the patrol craft.” Captain McGonagle sent him to tell the men to stop firing, but he found nobody manning the gun. Lucas speculated that the firing may have been ammunition “cooking off and firing”, due to the nearby whaleboat fire.
Whaleboats? Eh!? It was off Nantucket Sound? Any Massachusetts Matrons nearby?
And the gun was “cooking off”? It was . . . wha what again? Oh sure right, blame it on the poor whaleboat (!) out there with Jonah and Cap’n Ahab, just mindin’ its own bidness. Cooking off?
Ships are iron maidens, and Golda was called The Iron Lady . . . but this sounds more like The Iron Chef.
Wikipedia:
Russian linguist and Marine Staff Sergeant Bryce Lockwood later commented: “I would never deny that it was God that kept the Liberty afloat!”
Yeah like dessert, saving her for later. Victoria Vajazzle!
Valence, from Latin valencia (power, capacity):
1) the degree of combining power of an element as shown by the number of atomic weights of a monovalent element (as hydrogen) with which the atomic weight of the element will combine or for which it can be substituted or with which it can be compared
2) a : relative capacity to unite, react, or interact (as with antigens or a biological substrate) b : the degree of attractiveness an individual, activity, or thing possesses as a behavioral goal <the relative potency of the valences of success and failure
Liberty Valance, with an a, was a sadistic punk, just like his mother-sister, Libertas. Ma and Son, the old tag-team.
The most effective Valence, with an e, operates from long-range. Too close reduces combinative potencies. Fuzzes up the picture, like getting two feet from the Big Screen.
The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance:
Stoddard returns to the convention and is chosen as representative. He marries Hallie and enjoys a busy political career, becoming a congressman and serving three terms as Governor of the state and two terms as Senator. He even serves a spell as ambassador to Britain and is seen as a potential US President.
One slug, at distance, from the shadows, gets both Liberty and Valance, twinkilling in a twinkling. (But alas, no Twinkie Defense.)
For U.S. males, liberty’s been dead since the last Wild West range was barbed-wired, eighteen hundred and whatever. Now the countryside scenery off the highways abounds in vast squat grey prisons, profitably filled and profitably built and profitably maintained to ensure that the U.S. male knows exactly how free he’ll never be.
Little-known fact: very few Israel Lights ever wanted to escape Babylon. Slavery was pretty undemanding there. The deepest slavery always is. Babylon was the reigning world empire, goodies were abundant, and a long hike to desert nowhereville to restore God’s House lacked glitz, appeal, and multiple channels.
Sure as Babylon means Confusion, in the frenzied bumble-bash that was the USS Liberty Incident, we note that god has sufficient mockery to cover all nations with the fog of their own unfaithful ineptitude.
He’s got a long memory, too.
unintended prophecy from a 2007 protest rally
Killed by Israel, betrayed by America. Rings a bell doesn’t it.
All the Dark Continents
Posted October 22, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Inside the Invisible Circus from April 2006 desolved that experiment in khaos magick called nineteen-sixties San Francisco, partly via examination of the “mystical toponomy” of S.F. ritesites including the Presidio, Masonic Avenue, Divisadero Street, Mount Parnassus, Fell and Judah Streets, Golden Gate Park/Panhandle, and the Haight-Ashbury District.
Concurrent with that post, tickets had just gone on-sale for the Las Vegas premiere of the Beatles/Cirque du Soleil musical “Love” at the Mirage in Las Vegas — that mecca of moneymadness which, you may recall, the Good Dr. Thompson’s cultural Wave of Love failed to reach – as dead-on-arrival as JFK’s corpse after Templar bru-sings at Dealey Plaza and over Love Field.
As our 2006 article warbled, prominent serial selebrants at S.F.’s occult circensus of the sixties were “film-maker” Kenneth Anger, and the following musicians fronting the Lost Angeles rockers Love: Memphis-born Arthur Lee, Scotsman Bryan MacLean, and Bobby (Cupid) Beausoleil. Beausoleil, currently incarcerated, allied with Chuckles Man-son and others to torture and murder Southern California music teacher Gary Hinman.
Chiming prior posts concerning Zechariah 5, the Hebrew ephah and its wickedwoman contents: a unit of liquid measure equivalent to about five liters was, to the ancient Hebrew tribes, called a hin.
Doubtless, the quantity Mr. Hinman’s bloodsuckers desired.
Beausoleil appeared in Anger’s Lucifer Rising and Invocation of My Demon Brother, composing the soundtrack for the former. Bobby and Arthur Lee fronted the band “The Grass Roots” circa 1965 — not the ”Midnight Confessions” Grass Roots, obviously, but a completely different band . . . ’cause these boys ain’t into confession. :O)
Recording at Sunset Sound Studios in Holly/rood Kalifornia during San Fran’s 1967 Summer of Love, and released that November, Forever Changes was the third — and seminal — album from Love, following the notorious Da Capo.
cover art: Bob “Sergeant” Pepper
Arthur Lee’s face forms the jaw and chin of South Africa, and wethinks that’s Bryan MacLean in the center, with the doppleface, one side shadow, the other fire-capped and osiric green. Purple and scarlet combined tint Lee’s face.
The woman was dressed in purple and scarlet, and was glittering with gold, precious stones and pearls. She held a golden cup in her hand, filled with abominable things and the filth of her adulteries. This title was written on her forehead:
MYSTERY
BABYLON THE GREAT
THE MOTHER OF PROSTITUTES
AND OF THE ABOMINATIONS OF THE EARTH. I saw that the woman was drunk with the blood of the saints, the blood of those who bore testimony to Jesus. (Rev. 17)
The roots of Arthur Lee were in jazz, the roots of jazz in African blues, gospel, and tribal rhythms. Jazz is the most unconscious of musical forms, thus its close association with Mary-J-Wanna. The roots of Africa are in magick, libido, music, matriarchy and bondage, rubedic red-on-black.
Sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll aren’t new, and neither is blood-magick, and human beings can be indwelled in many ways, over-powered from “high places.” In the New Testament, Paul describes the possession of nations by “principalities,” a reality he learned from Jesus. Likewise, continents can have specific topographic and spiritual characteristics derived from their over-powering influences.
The personified Dark Continent album cover of Forever Changes immediately sprang to mind during a recent review of bible-student Gary Naylor’s website.
In The Curse of 1920 Coming Full Bloom, we discovered that Mr. Naylor shared our interest in the sartorial eccentricities of the Obama Election Night Gloat.
She [Michelle Obama] is the black widow spider, Yahweh’s testimony of the women’s rights movement that is destroying the nation and the world. . . . as noted in [Naylor's book] The Curse of 1920, the primary root of this destructive curse originated in Quaker women and the black man from Africa. [italics added]
Well the root is in LucyFer, but indeed, feminism in America sprouted largely from female Quakers and wealthy Massachusetts matrons, wives of whaling-ship captains. This relationship mirrors the alkhemical coniunctio, the chaldeo-gnostic-albigensian “sacred marriage” — the King and Queen coagula/union of the White Woman (mercury, water, illumination) and the Red Man (fire, sulphur, unconsciousness). For the masculine, here, red and black are interchangeable colors, but the basic chthonic properties remain constant. The neo-magickal New Atlantis melting pot results from this Union, the New Order of the Ages, Amerika herself, child of techno-powermongering Brittania/Europa and the sulphuric, flammable, limbic influences of the Dark Continent.
(top, center: illustrations of coniunctio from alchemical manuscripts; bottom: logo for Richard Branson’s Virgin Records)
At Newspacemanland we mentioned:
oct. 10 VG’s SpaceShipTwo test-”flew freely” (independently) in the low-astral for a twinny 11 minutes, “carried aloft” & “followed by” the mothership
mothership name is WhiteKnightTwo (templars on a mount)
As oft discussed herein, alchemical principles and processes – and alchemical practitioners – guided the creation and development of Amerika, and directed all the major western “revolutions” leading to the nation’s founding. The earth-centered and earth-sensitive “red peoples” or Native Americans conserved secondarily the collective Red-Man alchemical/occult principle until mass import of the Red Man prima materia, Africans.
Connect the slave with his fragrant sister and by themselves they will make the entire Work
– Donum Dei, sixteenth-century alchemical manuscript
Hanging with the mayor and all his friends
and nobody cares
Where the sailor shuts out the sunrise
blacked out on the stairs
. . . We got your skinny girl here at The Western World
– Steely Dan
In his piece The Signs That Cause Belief, Naler points out the occult hidden in the obvious, extracting from little dynamo a blind and much-belated Duh!
Africa remarkably fulfills its prophetic testimony as the “snake kingdom”! . . . What would be your response if Yahweh engraved for you a picture of Satan on this world, this world that rightfully belongs to Satan? . . . Notice his very precise skull-like head formed by the continent’s boundaries of the sea. His crania is formed by the vast Sahara desert. This is Satan! See his eye formed by Lake Victoria, and his mouth formed by the great Limpopo river. Satan even has a goatee. And note, there is a little horn on Satan’s head! . . . This is Satan who has waged war against the saints for 2,000 years and has overpowered them.
The right-profiled entity faces due east. Lake Nyasa and Lake Tanganyika create the near-sinus cavities, and the Zambezi River — hosting world-famous Victoria Falls — empties from Ubermind directly into ”Satan’s Mouth” – a constant outpouring of entrancing sounds and words. Zambizi means “River Grand” thus, speaking Great Things.
Only a single Great Eye is visible, appropriately Lake Victoria, suggesting the ancient Victory aspect of the goddess, but also of course the Queen of Brittania, an exemplar White Woman of Alchemy, associated with the element water. We’ve discussed the panoptic feminine often herein, inlcuding the Eye of Hathor and CEOP.
Queen Victoria presided over the New Woman Order until its full exteriorization in the twentieth century. But though you couldn’t see her, she can always see you. :O)
Thus, a case of conuintio-itis. <– [just pretend i didn't actually write that]
The chin is elongated, the Cape of Good Hope and Cape Nazgulas Agulhas adding the goatee.
Most notable and anomalous are the Great Horn and elongated cranium. (As with the Lake Victoria Eye, because the continental image is ”profiled,” either a single horn or twin horns are potentially inferred.)
Biblically, a horn denotes power, usually in both temporal and spiritual senses, as with, for example, Moses. A horn can also connote a collective geography and/or polity, as a nation. Horns figure crucially in eschatologic Daniel and Revelation, the latter usually in allusion to the endtimes Great Beast.
Yet what konked l.d. most about the image was the dolichocephalic skull. In our post from 2008, Installing Os U — in addition to mis-spelling dolichocephalic repeatedly – we skribbled:
Following witch, during the Beavers’ game, l.d. witnessed a sideline reporter interviewing the University’s new head basketball coach, one Craig Robinson, brother of Michelle Obama. The camera-angle captured Robinson in three-quarter profile, and both l.d. and his viewing companions remarked upon Coach Robinson’s strangely elongated, almond-ish head — particuarly the rear portion of his head, which l.d. immediately called “pharonic.” At that point, he was advised that the New Coach was Mama Obama’s brother.
Ka-boiiiiing!
Now that’s a Head Coach!
Our same post also blabbered about the palindromic Reser family’s recent influence on Oregon State University, including expansion and restoration of the football stadium with attendant name-change from Parker Stadium to Reser Stadium. Most erk-y, however, was the acronym and logo change from the traditional OSU, to OS . . . as in The Wizard Of.
Dolichocephaly is typical of, though not limited to, aboriginal African peoples, and is common in specimens of Cro-Magnon man, Homo erectus, and Homo neanderthalensis. Excluded from comparison with the African continental image, the crania of the australopithecines are compact with markedly less capacity.
Homo erectus
Cro-Magnon
Neanderthal
Homo sapiens sapiens (modern human)
“Modern” is vague here, because Neanderthalensis specimens date from 600,000 to 30,000 B.C. Current genetic evidence suggests interbreeding between Neanderthal and sapiens sapiens around 80,000 to 50,000 years ago. And it is Neanderthal whose dolichocephalic crania most closely matches the African Imago.
Africa is connected to the Near and Far East, crucially, by Egypt’s Sinai Peninsula, the wilderness-of-sin through which the ark and Moses led the Israel Lights in (temporary) escape from satanic bondage. Sicily — doubtless a companion in matriarchal thuggery – recalls the suffragettes’ wholesale support of Prohibition and ensuing Mafia Matrifest – has been gouged out of Satan’s skull, presumably by Italy, thus suggesting, much more metaphorically than literally, Christ and his true Church. The current Pope, after all, tells us that the planet’s females are “oppressed,” and the RCC claims that the “Virgin Mary” is “co-redemptrix.”
Hey. We said metaphorically.
Tricks and teats, indeed. Also relevant is the use of abolitionism by the Seneca Falls SSisters and other proto-feminists to give credence and “moral clout” to their decidedly immoral “cause.”
Almost in direct connection with NW Africa is Port-you-gal, a major national player in the slave trade and in re-establishment of the New Kultural Pangea. As detailed in prior posts, while pretending to “Christianity,” Portugal’s ”Order of Christ” fronted its neomatriarchal explorations and operations.
Unlike, say, the rhinocerous, whose horn extrudes from the nasal region, Africa’s Great Horn is much higher and prefrontal, underlining its analog with power. It’s both a physical weapon, pointed east, but also a tool of transtemporality and precognition. Welding these two aspects yields the power of psychospiritual possession, whether of individuals or collectivities. As an extension or enhancement of Satan’s prefrontal cortex, the point of the horn pierces the targeted consciousness, draining the will of its victims and inserting its own overpowering desires. Likewise in humans, the higher cognitive functions and the determinants of personality rest in the prefrontal cortex.
This Mansonesque third-eye illustration led off What’s It Got in its Pocketses, our post-Installation show-n-tell of new Pharaoh Obie wan Kenyobi. A prime interest of Chuckles Manson, of course, was incitement of race-war.
And will their waking eyes reflect her lies and make them realize
their urgent cry for sight no more?
“Along Comes Mary”
Finally, the island of Madagascar appears either extruded from Satan’s mouth, or about to be swallowed whole. In the mid-nineteenth century, a Queen — Ranavalona — ruled the isle, instituting a pogrom against Christianity, in which an estimated 150,000 Christians were eliminated.
With an edge of mockery, Christ warned against thirsting to understand the “deep things of satan,” and exactly this lure brought Eve to the Knowledge Tree, for knowledge is power, and she desired both. Seeing deep things means deep things see you. Neither Eve nor Adam were anywhere near ready for such enhancements of consciousness as the “Tree of Knowledge” brought. And they still aren’t. So much for “liberation.”
As today, the enemy of humanity works its will through woman, knowing her far better than she knows herself. She wishes the deep knowledge and ancient powers of the celestial serpent: elevated and pseudo-deific consciousness, and control over the Sons of Adam. But such a Sight only drove her insane, and persuaded her, in all her Great Wisdom, that she — and not god — was qualified to judge (and punish) human beings, and to order the world according to her desires. That Eve Ill Sight penetrated through all history via Satan’s bigbrain, and every manner of iniquity, disease, deception, and evil possessed this world.
And although all things are being restored for the righteous – who will come from all nations, including Africa – the femurs are shattered beyond deprogamming, and must be re-broken to be healed.
God doesn’t play the race and gender game. That’s for the haters and carpetbaggers. Everyone’s invited in until they prove otherwise, even as male, female, and planet originally were pronounced good. When MLK preached the supreme importance to god of character content, he wasn’t serving earthly powers.
MEXICO CITY – A powerful earthquake struck offshore in Mexico’s Gulf of California on Thursday, causing people to flee into the streets in the western state of Sinaloa, but there were no reports of damage or injury.
The tremor struck about 72 miles (116 kilometers) south of Los Mochis, a city just inland from the coast in Sinaloa. It was centered at a relatively shallow depth of 5.6 miles (9 kilometers).
Los Mochis is in the Mexican State of Sinaloa, the “hothouse” State for narcotraficantes.
The town of Los Mochis, which l.d. visited in the late Seventies, was founded in 1893 by a bunch of American Utopian Socialists. Color us unstunned.
Loa, as noted in our post on the Haiti quake, generically describes the “spiritual intermediaries” (read: demons) in the “religion” of voudoun, and likewise the practicing voudoun “families” or covens. Sinaloa thus yields sin of the loa or demon sin.
In Portuguese, loa mean praise, thus, sin of praise (so, possibly, vanity, with a heavy dose of what Americans call “brown-nosing”) . . . or perhaps simply praising sin.
In Tswana, loa means bewitch. Aaaaand etc.
Our post of September 30, “A Time of Troubling Waters,” aligns with the most recent Mexican quake, 72 miles offshore, where the Big Waters were again “troubled.” In that post, as in many others, the numeral 72 recurs:
A 7.2 quake hit northern Mexico, near Mexicali. Nearby burgs include El Portal (The Door/Portal) and Nuevo Leon (New Lion).
A significant quake for Mexico was predicted to l.d. about one month ago. No other site was indicated.
The Mexicali and Jornada quakes dopple latitude – Mexicali at 32.12 N, Jornada at 32.50N.
The 7.2 magnitude repeats the “72″ numeral – Port au Prince and Concepcion both at 72 W longitude, and Mumbai “pre-curser” at 72 E longitude.
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From our happy holiday of September 29:
JAKARTA, Indonesia – Two powerful earthquakes hit waters off eastern Indonesia in rapid succession Thursday, prompting officials to briefly trigger a tsunami warning.
The U.S. Geological Survey said a 7.2 magnitude quake off Papua province, centered just 7 miles (12 kilometers) beneath the ocean floor, struck less than a minute after a 6.6 temblor in the same location.
Also today (Oct. 21) a major shopping mall, dedicated largely to “high-end stores”, and located near Roseville, Kalifornia, hard-by the State Capital, was set aflame.
Note the “Economy Video” just below the photo at the link provided: “White House Helping Women Ride Out Recession.”
Men have been intentionally crushed by the “recession,” so naturally these emasculated monsters pander to the, ah, Oppressed Victims. Like all paid scumbag bullies, they just love rubbing shit in the faces of the powerless. Having proved over and over his superiority to Satan, the enemy hates the male of the species, and the Crawler’s only delight is inflicting suffering, degradation, and death upon his betters.
The big news in A Mary Ka is the Republicants are trouncing the Demoncraps.
Enjoy the All-Satan Network. Choose from either channel.
Here’s the Recovery Plan for U.S. males. Just like our poli-ticks, we have plenty of choices: Caged Insiders, or Remunerated Outsiders. The NWO’s Plan for Salvation.
Dying Communities See Salvation in New Prisons.
Prison Population and Prisoners per 100,000 People, by Country
Ranked by Highest to Lowest Incarceration Rate (per 100,000 people)
Prison Prisoners Per
Rank Country/Region Population 100,000 People
——- —————————- ————— ———————
1 United States 2,186,230 738
Well vaqueros, that’s about all the troubling we can manage for N.O.W.
Until next time.
Loosening the Seals
Posted October 6, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, Who is worthy to open the book, and to loose the seals thereof?
And one of the elders saith unto me, Weep not: behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, hath prevailed to open the book, and to loose the seven seals thereof. (Revelation 5)
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Oct 5, 8:58 PM (ET)
WASHINGTON (AP) – The presidential seal has fallen off President Barack Obama’s podium and clattered to the stage as Obama delivered a speech to a women’s conference.
The president was joking with the audience and getting some laughs when he realized what happened. “All of you know who I am,” he quipped.
Obama told the audience that somebody in the back was really nervous, referring to the staffer who hung the seal on the front of the lectern so precariously.
The seal fell about halfway through the president’s remarks to Fortune magazine’s “Most Powerful Women Summit” Tuesday at Carnegie Mellon Auditorium in Washington.
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I beheld Satan like lightning falling from heaven
(Luke 10)
In both Hebrew and Greek, barack or baraq = lightning.
Last night we almost published this post, before deciding to see what gift morning might bring.
And patient birdy was delivered of a nice juicy Phat Wurm! Yes indeed punkette, we surely know who you are.
Soon, all the universe will too. For. Ever.
The Banner of Mordor behind our Presidential Pussyman reads “The Most Powerful Women” and after the Great Seal went keee-rash, the punkette tried to slither out of it, suggesting that someone on his staff should be nervous.
Nice scapegoating attempt Mr. Id Serpent, we expect no less from your gutless and masculine-free self, but it is you and your femsupremacist nation that has been baracked. Again.
Take a long, deep breath of Eternity, all you lying and grasping and bullying motherfuckers serving evil babylon, ’cause that was only the beginning of woe.
Here’s the balance of the post, unaltered since yesterday. Note the photo of Pharaoh behind his Campaign Isis Lectern (scroll below).
There was madness in any direction, at any hour. If not across the Bay, then up the Golden Gate or down 101 to Los Altos or La Honda. . . . You could strike sparks anywhere. There was a fantastic universal sense that whatever we were doing was right, that we were winning. . . .
And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
–HST
Gone but not for long!
– Little Dynamo
Old and Evil was already buried in this land, waiting. Long before the Pilgrims.
And the Boomers turned out to be Rong about most everything, except that rarest of earthy phenomena, the spirit of love. For the few that actually practiced it.
Has anybody here seen Razorface?
I heard he’s back
lookin’ for a place to lay down
must be gettin’ on
needs a man who’s young to walk him around
(Taupin, John)
Rock-me-baby rolled the Virgin’s personal State on October Three. Carry me back, Pa Pow New Ginny Agin-ny, as when two Americans repping Virginia’s Synchronicity Foundation got deceased at the Mumbai Massacre . . . just after Inja claimed the Moon for Inja. The Synchronicity Foundation described ongoing visions in Virginia of an entity calling itself the “Divine Feminine” and ”Blessed Virgin.”
Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon; sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans….
(Isaiah 47)
Vectored through Isaiah, those words show both Faithful and Oppressors that Senor Jefe knows the origins and nature of endtimes Babylon. The first Great Escape wasn’t Israel from Egypt, but Abraham from Ur of the Chaldees, a physical, psychological and spiritual region.
The postdiluvial serpent cults and cultures, under overshadow princes, eventually re-amassed at Babylon, with ancient world HQ shifting as need arose: sidewinding from the Persian Conquest to Sparta and Athens, thence to Rome, then to the Pharaisic Second Temple in Jerusalem, to indwell Herod and others, to decap Baptist John, and to prepare every hindrance for Jesus.
The towers were re-forged (temporarily), the tongues welded into English lingua franca, the cunning slave markets of East India Co. re-dedicated, the Mystery Goddess re-erected on her “own base” here in Shinar. In “A Flying Scroll for Shinar” we checked Zechariah’s ephah “basket” that measured and contained the iniquity of Mystery Babalon’s nation.
For the mystery of iniquity doth already work: only there is one that restraineth now, until he be taken out of the way.
And then shall be revealed the lawless one, whom the Lord Jesus shall slay with the breath of his mouth, and bring to nought by the manifestation of his coming….
(2 Thessalonians)
In Paul’s second letter to the neophyte Thessalonian church, he specifically places Mystery Iniquity (lawlessness in context of injustice and general unfairness) in eschatologic context, just prior to, and during, a future Second Advent. Paul makes the same endtimes point as Zechariah: an institutionalized spirit and practice (often gloating!) of unfairness will characterize Babs Dos.
The messenger instructing Zechariah actually displayed and named the ephah woman “Wickedness” before stuffing her back under lead lid. Paul first informs his fledgling flock that Mystery Iniquity is “already at work” in the world, descending from the inceptive alliance between Eve and serpent — a bargain between Woman and Evil carrying disastrous psychospiritual and socio-political baggage that culminates in these endtimes.
Paul reveals that, in the first century A.D, the transtemporal ”restrainer” limits this particular wickedness, then teleports us into the last days, when such restraint will cease, and the fullness of iniquity will concretize, by general will and consensus of The People, into the final antichrist. The personal is political, and ideology is its own god, goddess, and religion.
In 2 Thessalonians we see that even in the First Century, Equality = Gynogulag!
Ideologues are the ultimate True Believers, utterly certain unto themselves, closeminded and unwilling to learn in their “tolerance,” deluded by self-serving humanism and rationalism — the enemy’s cheapest tricks. Garden-grown Mystery is the global goddess/feminist (anti)consciousness that’s already conquered the West in spirit and temporal power. Iniquity is the political and ideological mechanism, administered and enforced by the State, that propagandizes, punishes, and oppresses god’s people — seekers after righteousness and truth — under cover of “progressiveness,” “fighting oppression,” and “redressing grievances.” Ouroboric closed loop; Our Sister of Perpetual Motion.
Power in the last days is vested in coercive, cunning elements, the ideopolitical “god of forces” (“The Force”) literally worshipped by the antichrist . . . an utter and unexamined subjugation to silly political theory; the apotheotic puffery of human self-regard.
Speaking of iniquitous self-regard that would shame Ramses II . . . Hey Tiger! where you been?
Didja miss l.d., long-time no-see bird-ee!
:O)
Sure didn’t forget about you Tige, nor about the guys you left hanging by covering up wifey’s domestic violence and penchant for lies. ‘Cause them boys don’t have blazillions in endorsement money to protect, not disposo-zazillions to pay off toxic swedish meatballs.
How’s the shack on Jupiter Island? Everything goin smooth out there with the yalie spooks and bloated warmongering traitors and despoilers of a planet that ain’t theirs?
And speaking of dragons . . . the biennial Ryder Cup golf tournament, pitting the Europeans vs. Americans, just concluded in Newport of Wales.
Dragon Passant, flag of Wales (hm out for a day on the Celtic Manor links . . . just shanked one into the camera)
In the town of Newport in the State of Cecil Rhodes (Island) squats the Mystery Tower, popularly termed the Newport Tower, very possibly a remnant of Templar expeditions under various national banners down Nova Scotia and the upper Atlantic Seaboard.
NEWPORT, United Kingdom – After a day in which he was humiliated on the course by the European team, Tiger Woods was delivered a fresh dose of embarrassment from his own captain.
Woods and partner Steve Stricker were obliterated by Lee Westwood and Luke Donald on Day 3 of a rain-ravaged Ryder Cup, as the United States managed to collect just half a point out of a possible six at Celtic Manor on Sunday to trail 9.5 points to 6.5.
But the biggest blow for Woods came deep into the murky evening, as U.S. captain Corey Pavin released his order for Monday’s decisive singles matches. Woods was buried at No. 8 in the order, a position that made it clear Pavin has no confidence in his ability to handle the pressure of the rescheduled final day.
Meanwhile on Team Europa, iniquity (for a change) isn’t tolerated:
NEWPORT, United Kingdom – Europe captain Colin Montgomerie used an unusual controversy to fire up his team and left the United States facing deep trouble heading into the final day of the Ryder Cup.
Montgomerie was incensed when two of his players, Italian brothers Francesco and Edoardo Molinai, went out for their first match of the competition on Saturday with an incorrect pin sheet. . . .
A European team source confirmed that Montgomerie’s demeanor changed “from that point on, into one of even more determination and intensity.” That mindset manifested itself in an explosive captain’s speech ahead of the final session of pairs play.
Boom Boom down go the Yanks.
(Even the best dog, kick him enough, eventually he will sever your Femoral Arteries.)
The rain-delayed tourney finished on Monday with Europe snatching a squeaker from Templar Babylon and Her Pirate Pussies, the Ryder Cup going down to the wire, the last match of the tournament.
So often the case with Iniquity: a strange and unforseen incident very possibly turned the tide against the American cause.
U.S. player Phil Mickelson, shown fashion-challenged
It seems that pre-tournament, U.S. Captain Corey Pavin decided to practice some Affirmative Action, some “Positive Discrimination,” some in-house nepotism — in short, some Iniquity — when Cap’n Corey vested authority for awarding the clothing contract for the American Side to . . . dig this . . . his own wife, Lisa Pavin.
Yep. He did. Really. No doubt the less painful of two deaths, i.e. telling her “no.”
Preposterously, it turned out actually to precipitate in Wales during the tourney (whoda thunk eh?) and behold ‘n low, the U.S. players and caddies performed soppingly, weighed-down by “rain gear” that looked Absolutely Fabulous but, alas, apparently retained rather than repelled the rain. (And who will stop it, eh?)
Ignorance of small details lost many, many battles, and even some wars. Who despises the day of small things, writ bold.
Lisa Pavin’s wise-latina-choice for golf raingear was manufacturer Solar Ziggurat Sun Mountain, whose stock no doubt has peaked. <– ekk. sorry
Folks now we’d like to sing you
Talkin’ Blind Lemon Blues
Mr. Chitlin? Uh . . . Mr. Chitlin? I’m afraid you can’t say that on the air . . . .
In “A Time of Troubling Waters” we narced on both Sandia National Weapons Lab in Albukookoo, where l.d. was stationed during the Nam Police Action, and also scouted the September 29 Indonesia quakes and Wolf’s Bus Line plummet.
Again that date and locale surfaced today (Oct. 5) in an article discussing the annual Albuquerque Balloon Festival in conjuction with the death of two of the sport’s major figures.
Abruzzo and Davis were flying in the 54th Gordon Bennett Gas Balloon Race when contact was lost Sept. 29 over the Adriatic Sea. Race organizers said radar indicated the two plunged toward the water at 50 mph (80 kph) and they likely didn’t survive. . . . [A]bruzzo shattered his forearm and broke his pelvis in the 2005 Gordon Bennett when the Abruzzo-Davis balloon struck a power line in Kansas, and he tumbled from the gondola from about 25 feet. Davis landed the balloon and was not hurt.
Did that man just say power line in Kansas plus tumbled from a gondola?
Ah hmm was Perfesser Marvel, a fuzzy little dog, and a Wicked Western Witch involved?
(For more on Sandia Labs, the Baal-loon Fest, and “power lines” see “Tangled Up in Blue” of October 16, 2008. That post mentions a successful sea-rescue operation of the Marinos (father and son) and a temporary suspension of evictions ordered by Chicago’s Cook County Sheriff, Raymond Dart. Three days ago, on October 2, 2010, Bank of America suspended evictions in 23 states. Twenty-three is the “prime masonic numeral” and Templars are international bankers. Also in recent news, White House superspook and chief-of-staff Rahm Emanuel announced candidacy for Mayor of Chicago. Chicago is locus of Second Bab Temple activities.)
Vegas and Chicago, twin sisters, as The Good Doctor might screed.
Giuseppe Mazzini, a Thirty-Third Degree Mason, founded a group of revolutionaries called Young Italy. Their goal was to free Italy from the control of monarchy and the Pope. They succeeded, and Mazzini is honored as a patriot in Italy. However, in the process, the Mafia was born. The Young Italy revolutionaries needed money, and they:
“…supported themselves by robbing banks, looting or burning businesses if protection money was not paid, and kidnapping for ransom. Throughout Italy the word spread that “Mazzini autorizza furti, incendi e attentati,” meaning, ‘Mazzini authorizes theft, arson, and kidnapping.’ This phrase was shortened to the acronym, M.A.F.I.A. Organized crime was born.” (John Daniel, “Scarlet and the Beast,” Vol. I., pages 330-331
Albert Pike was Grand Commander the Thirty-Third Degree, as well as Grand Commander of the Southern Jurisdiction of the Scottish Rite of Freemasonry. He was also a Confederate general. Pike was influenced by Mazzini. Both were military men who were good at fomenting rebellion. [Source]
Skull-and-Bones, East India Company, Mafia . . . such groups and many others are always in alignment with Mystery Iniquity, the global gynogulag. All serpents leave similar tracks.
The East Coast and Chigago/Vegas mafia benefitted vastly from Prohibition, also championed by the suffragettes. Post-sixties feminism burgeoned largely on the back of the War on Drugs/Zero Tolerance crackdown, which imprisoned and destroyed vast numbers of boys and men. Likewise both world wars fattened the reptile considerably. One big Molochian Sacrifice.
The graph below is not an accident or aberration, but a result of very deliberate and calculated “social policy” to crush fatherhood, sonship, and masculinity. Cui bono?
So: essentially no change in property or violent crime, yet an extreme spike in prison construction, prison profittering, and caging people.
Whoops! well not actual people — just mere males. ‘Cause overwhelmingly, that’d be male incarceration, at a very tidy fiscal and kultural profit too! Otherwise called apartheid, otherwise called oppression. Political imprisonment on a vast, sexist, and sinister scale. Rather like how the “crime” of Harrassment currently is used by pathological and vindictive females against males in Amerika.
. . often employing female “judges” and persecutors prosecutors. Lets the nasty little males know who’s really Boss. Keeps the dockets and pockets of the “staff” full. Keeps those new SUVs red hot ‘n rollin’.
Like HST wailed, somewhere out on the sands of the American Sinai, west of Vegas, that sweet wave rose, crashed, and receded.
It didn’t die, though. The Love Generation failed, but not the love. Didn’t come from them to begin.
What’s ahead, as foreshadowed by certain otties, Downs, etc., is a completely different spirit in and over Earth.
Whole new spin. And neither Vegas nor Chicago will break that wavelength.
Beginning on September 24 and lasting six parched days, Los(t) Angeles real-estate mogul and (retired?) hiker Ed Rosenthal hunkered in snatches of shade during his walkabout through Joshua Tree National Monument. It is a terrible thing to fall into the hands of the living god. Even when he likes you.
His ordeal started Sept. 24 when Rosenthal went for a day hike but became disoriented after making a wrong turn while returning to his car.
After losing his bearings, he wandered some 25 miles in the searing heat to the canyon where he spent the following days with a horsefly that buzzed around him.
His face was tan and leathery, and his eyes were tired but alert as he recounted the days without food or water, beyond the rain drops he caught in his mouth during a drizzle that came the day before he was rescued.
“I’m much more religious now,” he said in the thick accent of his native New York. “I prayed for rain and it rained.”
Well how ’bout that. Such an Israel Lite. Whose Real Estate is it now, Mr. Ed? And if horses can talk, why not fly?
The wolf will live with the lamb
the leopard will lie down with the goat
the calf and the lion and the yearling together
and a little child will lead them.
(Isaiah 11)
Wild mustangs in vast herds, trotting free over the rich refreshed soil where Chicago once squatted, never again a fence to bind.
Don’t you doubt it, me gentle bewisdomed droogs. Impossible as it seems in times so evil.
Greed and vanity, predation and covetousness — the Spirit of Iniquity – will burn away. The Demetrian Age and her blood-sacrifices will implode, yet the fields will burst with staggering plenty. The common currency and motivation won’t be pride or power or wealth, but pleasing god. No creature will fear any other.
Once in place, this condition will never remove, never return to, well, all this bullshit.
Remember that as your planet passes through Joshua Tree.
and p.s. keep those signs and seals falling!
A Time of Troubling Waters
Posted September 30, 2010 by rayCategories: Uncategorized
Tell the righteous it will be well with them,
for they will enjoy the fruit of their deeds.
Woe to the wicked! Disaster is upon them!
They will be paid back for what their hands have done.
From mid-air above Love Field, like a baracking satan, down plummeted the Love Generation, one sellout at a time. (These two pharonic phakes even plundered the White House “furniture store” before departing lol.)
ID SERPENT, SECRETARY OF HATE
Children oppress my people, women rule over them.
O my people, your guides lead you astray;
they turn you from the path.
The LORD takes his place in court;
he rises to judge the people.
(Is. 3)
From preceding post, ”Eddie and Francis, Friends Forever”:
A 7.2 quake hit northern Mexico, near Mexicali. Nearby burgs include El Portal (The Door/Portal) and Nuevo Leon (New Lion).
A significant quake for Mexico was predicted to l.d. about one month ago. No other site was indicated.
The Mexicali and Jornada quakes dopple latitude – Mexicali at 32.12 N, Jornada at 32.50N.
The 7.2 magnitude repeats the “72″ numeral – Port au Prince and Concepcion both at 72 W longitude, and Mumbai “pre-curser” at 72 E longitude.
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From our happy holiday of September 29:
JAKARTA, Indonesia – Two powerful earthquakes hit waters off eastern Indonesia in rapid succession Thursday, prompting officials to briefly trigger a tsunami warning.
The U.S. Geological Survey said a 7.2 magnitude quake off Papua province, centered just 7 miles (12 kilometers) beneath the ocean floor, struck less than a minute after a 6.6 temblor in the same location.
Pa Pow New Ginny is a subject state of Elizabeth II. She is its dea-ley Queen. The state anthem, ironically, is “O Arise, All You Sons.”
Don’t guess she yodels in the shower to that one much!
The Mary-Land naval city of Bethesda, unsurprisingly, is the originating point of the U.S. Madonna of the Trail linked monument sistem. What a stunner eh? On September 27, 1928, ID SERPENT Harry S. Truman dedicated the Albuquerque, New Mexico iteration statue link. Forty-four years later on September 27, 1972 — with little dynamo stationed nearby at Sandia Weapons Labs, and standing at attention doubtless – the monument was, ah, re-dedicated. Dubble devoluting devotionals!
Bethesda is named after the Sheep Gate pool currently in the Muslim Quarter of Jerusalem, associated with aquatic healing — appropriate for a day that once commemorated the ancient use of healing waters and springs by god’s servants. In Syriac Aramaic, bethesda can mean either House of Grace or House of Disgrace.
Now: who wants to be first in the pool? :O)
John 5 describes Jesus healing an invalid of 38-years-running at the Bethesda Free Swim.
Today (9/29) in Bethesda, Maryland, just outside the District of Goddess Columbia, a bus carrying parents and children, owned and operated by Wolf’s Bus Line, plunged 45 feet off a skyway of the Capital Milky Beltway and crashlanded on Interstate 270, killing the driver, injuring 2 critically, 2 seriously, and about a dozen others.
An updated version of the incident reports:
Some on the bus had been to the National Mall and National Zoo, according to state police spokesman Greg Shipley, and a pastor said some were students at St. Patrick School in Carlisle, Pa.
While writing about the incident, l.d. was re-viewing Coppola’s “Bram Stoker’s Dracula.” Come to take possession of Carfax Abbey, the Dragon/Dracul busts out of his shipping crate in turn-of-the-century London. Simultaneously we’re shown a newspaper frontpage, the Pall Mall Gazette. It’s headline reads, “WOLF ESCAPES FROM ZOO.” Pall is associated with death, and U.S. malls have featured prominently in latterday mass-killings. Pall-Malls are an American brand of cigarette, or death-sticks. A moll is a female gangster.
So mall and zoo are hits, and Carlisle = Carfax. A third newspaper then is shown, The Standard, bold-headlined “Mystery Schooner” with a sub-head reading “Crew Missing.” So . . . spokesman Shipley, i.e., ship-law . . . cue “Ride Captain Ride.”)
Mall = Ma + all, and undoubtedly the American female’s addiction to shopping, materialism, power, and Her Fabulous Self are correlated with mall (anti)culture, male dispossession and impoverishment, and vast environmental damage. All but one mall-shooter documented on This page have been men.
Low-dead nomenclature includes Springfield Mall in PA, Crossroads Mall in Oklahoma City (also site of mass bombing); Westfield Anna-polis Mall in Mary/land; Columbiana [!!] Shopping Center in Columbia, South Carolina (along with Charleston S.C., home of U.S. masonry); Greenspoint Mall in Texas; Lane Bryant Store in Tin-ley Park, State of Ill-noise (reported on in an earlier post herein); and Citadel Mall in West Ashley (law of ashes) Florida.
Below see District of Columbia/Mary-land subway system, discussed in-depth in prior posts – Old Red Line purse handles, astral vestals — or as NK would say of The Hildebeest, “Sometimes like a schoolgirl, and sometimes like a pensioner going shopping.” ;O)
MEDUSA
Come down, and sit in the dust, O virgin daughter of Babylon; sit on the ground without a throne, O daughter of the Chaldeans: for thou shalt no more be called tender and delicate.
Take the millstones, and grind meal; remove thy veil, strip off the train, uncover the leg, pass through the rivers.
Thy nakedness shall be uncovered, yea, thy shame shall be seen: I will take vengeance, and will spare no man.
Our Redeemer, Jehovah of hosts is his name, the Holy One of Israel.
Sit thou silent, and get thee into darkness, O daughter of the Chaldeans; for thou shalt no more be called The mistress of kingdoms.
I was wroth with my people, I profaned mine inheritance, and gave them into thy hand: thou didst show them no mercy; upon the aged hast thou very heavily laid thy yoke.
And thou saidst, I shall be mistress for ever; so that thou didst not lay these things to thy heart, neither didst remember the latter end thereof.
Now therefore hear this, thou that art given to pleasures, that sittest securely, that sayest in thy heart, I am, and there is none else besides me; I shall not sit as a widow, neither shall I know the loss of children:
but these two things shall come to thee in a moment in one day, the loss of children, and widowhood; in their full measure shall they come upon thee, in the multitude of thy sorceries, and the great abundance of thine enchantments.
For thou hast trusted in thy wickedness; thou hast said, None seeth me; thy wisdom and thy knowledge, it hath perverted thee, and thou hast said in thy heart, I am, and there is none else besides me.
Therefore shall evil come upon thee; thou shalt not know the dawning thereof: and mischief shall fall upon thee; thou shalt not be able to put it away: and desolation shall come upon thee suddenly, which thou knowest not.
Stand now with thine enchantments, and with the multitude of thy sorceries, wherein thou hast labored from thy youth; if so be thou shalt be able to profit, if so be thou mayest prevail.
Thou art wearied in the multitude of thy counsels: let now the astrologers, the star-gazers, the monthly prognosticators, stand up, and save thee from the things that shall come upon thee.
Behold, they shall be as stubble; the fire shall burn them; they shall not deliver themselves from the power of the flame: it shall not be a coal to warm at, nor a fire to sit before.
Thus shall the things be unto thee wherein thou hast labored: they that have trafficked with thee from thy youth shall wander every one to his quarter; there shall be none to save thee.
(Is. 47)
Sometimes takes millennia, but eventually every punk and punkette make the same mistake. They get so used to kicking and torturing and lying and murdering and robbing and cuffing and caging their defenseless prey, that in their rush to Please Mammy they forget that not everyone is as powerless as they seem.
Then, shockingly, they get hit back. The glass sea, a lake once so serene, arises in froth and rage. And instead of just another boy-beatdown, just another Dealey slaughter — at tidy profit! — suddenly the goons are in a real fight. Their fingers fill with cancer and their tongues turn black. Worse, there’s no one to prosecute! And all the medea agitprop and ”laws” and cops and skirted judges and scapegoating and politicos and payoffs will not avail. Crying wolf once too often, the wolf finally appears. She screams for the guards but the guards swim in the heaving dirt, face down, quaking with fright.
Take heart, you toll of Babylon, sons of this betraying nation, brothers broken by the millions, persecuted and disenfranchised and degraded, for her servants have placed their greased and filthy palms where they ought not, chuckling and mocking my daddy in the bargain. Therefore rather than healing pool, may they be dipped in eternal dis-grace, a lake of ferocious everfire. After a couple million years, perhaps the lord will check in. See how tough they are then.
In her heart she boasts,
’I sit as queen; I am not a widow,
and I will never mourn.’
Therefore in one day her plagues will overtake her:
death, mourning and famine.
She will be consumed by fire
(Rev. 18)
