“In the Likeness of Molten Calm”

 

Generation of Swine, as the Good Doctor diag-nosed. 

Vipers vipers vipers Baptist John rained on the crowd.  Whilst jumping up and down.

And up.

Our last dismal effort checked Pharaoh’s hobnob in Tenochtitlan/Zocalo (Mexico City), one of l. d.’s formerly favorite locales on one of his formerly favorite planets. 

We revisited Zechariah 5, testimoaning the iniquitous ephah with it’s eye-shinar.  We cogitated the ephah’s two stork-winged trans/porters, its current NWO contexts, and stopped in at Malachi 4, the last prophetic utterance from disgusted dad until Baptist John, who acted ”in the spirit and power” of Elijah – as did the biblical Elias, Elijah’s successor.

In Malachi 4 the planet is offered restoration of fatherhood or the King’s curse.  Typically, as with Rameses II, this might manifest as plague, earthquake, tidal wave, or other clue.   Like 911, the now -commonplace shootings and mayhem in America are a pre-curser of impending events.

The Brotherhood of Death administers the Homeland.  Like Shinar a’basket, Pharaoh indwells the nation’s spiritual borders, his wake swiney with disgruntled disease.  A crummy trail of poison spirits, deeper down the laby.  At night the Zocalo clears out, the vendors and mariachis and gringitas fade into smog and Toltec hills, and the gurgles of the slaughtered roam around the Square.

 

 

(photos via Loren Coleman’s blog)

 

 

Seems Obie showed at the Museo Antropologica for his Special Tour, next day his host and tourguide, Director Felipe Solis Olguin, croaks of “flu-like symptoms.”

Who’s that backing you, Felipe?

 

The swine flu epidemic entered a dangerous new phase Monday as the death toll climbed in Mexico and the number of suspected cases there and in the United States nearly doubled. The World Health Organization raised its alert level but stopped short of declaring a global emergency.

 

DEAth entered the world through Eve’s disobedience and arrangements with Beliar.  Goddess-law, Dea-ley, Way of Death.

Yesterday a shaken (but not stirred!)  Mexico got another tester, a 5.6 centered about 100 miles southwest of the capitol. 

Bingo, Bango . . . but where’s Bongo?

Flew coop leaving pigpoop.

His backup Heir Farce Won buzzed the Statue of Libertas today, flanked by a fighter-jet.

Official Reason for mindhumping half of Noo Yawk: photo opportunity.

Probably wise to get in a few quick snaps.  That torch looks heavy and hot.  

In our prior post, we hitched the cereal-moanial blood-sacrifices of Dea with the JFK kingkill, Lady Bird and LBJ, and the “grain-storing basket” of Shinar/Libertas.

From our Neverended Empire File (ok not really) over at Through the Looking Glass Todd reminds us of Ceralia, the mid-April ”festival” in worship of the Roman Goddess Ceres.   These classic(al) blood/fertility rites feature sacrifice of a swine.

A couple day back in Todd’s hometown of Athena, Georgia (dubble goddi!) yet another American male berserked.  Predictably, it’s a Total Mystery, Gee We Just Can’t Understand It.

George Zinkhan pulled the harness on Maggie’s Farm for decades at Georgia’s own University, alma mater.   Then he didn’t.

(Not even a Sirhan anymore.  A frickin Zinkhan.)

Loved his two kids.  Killed his ex-wife, Marie Bruce, and two of her friends.

A coniunctio title . . . queen of heaven Mary wed to a male middle name ( maiden name?)  Marie Bruce was a noted family law attorney in Athens.  A goddess in Goddess City practicing Dea Ley.   

Nupe.  Can’t figger how anything went wrong.  Cereously.

Guess Marie Bruce’s Theatre Troupe — where the trio were slain — isn’t the only Lace Curtain in the land.

Speaking of The Invisible Circe-nsus, Todd mentions another recent rampage, at Hampton University in the Virgin Goddess State  near

 
Smithfield Foods; originally thought to be one of the primary points of origin of the SWINE flu outbreak, Smithfield Foods claims that no pigs at either of it’s two Mexican processing centers are infected. 

 

 

Queen Mother (Neil Hague)

 

The foul swine industries of the Virgin Goddess states, vectored through Mexico by our Toxic King. 

The Swine Plague is US, counselled the Good Doctor.  Meanwhile in I Am Legend a physician of decidedly different bent, Alice Krippen, watches (briefly) while her cure for “cancer” (maleness) metastasizes into global plague and zombiness.  

 

Matthew 8: 31-34:

The demons begged Jesus, “If you drive us out, send us into the herd of pigs.”

He said to them, “Go!” So they came out and went into the pigs, and the whole herd rushed down the steep bank into the lake and died in the water. Those tending the pigs ran off, went into the town and reported all this, including what had happened to the demon-possessed men. Then the whole town went out to meet Jesus. And when they saw him, they pleaded with him to leave their region.

 

So he did.

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