Start to Make It Better

 

 

 

 

 

 

Toz knoz

 

The LORD will turn the rain of your country into dust and powder; it will come down from the skies until you are destroyed.  (Deuteronomy 28)

 

For, behold, the day cometh, that shall burn as an oven; and all the proud, yea, and all that do wickedly, shall be stubble: and the day that cometh shall burn them up, saith the Lord of hosts, that it shall leave them neither root nor branch.

But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall.

And ye shall tread down the wicked; for they shall be ashes under the soles of your feet in the day that I shall do this, saith the Lord of hosts.  (Malachi 4)

 

Largest Dust Storms in a Century Roll Back into Dust Bowl

 

Did Fey-ro and Ass-hur learn from their Wonder Bowl drubbing? 

Nupe.  So, choke on it.

Six haboobs already ‘pon Phoenix and burbage.  Double to treble seasonal norm, and it’s not even Installment Election Day yet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

AZ/DC ha boob

 

MAY 2011 —

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JULY 2012 —

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Grows right up outta Texas, eh?  Guess Daniel Johnston knew something.

 

Gentlemen” he said, “I don’t need your organization.  I’ve shined your shoes. I’ve moved your mountains and marked your cards, but Eden is burning.  Either get ready for elimination, or else your hearts must have the courage for the changing of the guards.”

 

Changed weather, changes above.  No change below tho. 

Perennial planetary princess.  Dame Holmes victorizing neath her Tower of London, fresh off aperitif Aurora (dawn goddess) . . . Colorado maternity-ward of the State.  In the theatre-darkened womb of artemic Aurora, James (Fiery) Holmes — somewhat less empowered and celebrated than La Dame — penetrated the Fourth Wall, AZ curtain.

This is the Dawning of the Age of Aquarius!  Harmony and trust abounding!  (But be the Correct gender.  Or you best be rich.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Meet the new boss, same as the old boss

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ishtar, Libertas, Isis, Ninurta, Shinar — golden-gowned with shugurra pileus, owner of the seven-staged Tower of Babel, and of notorious political prison and torture factory, the Tower of London . . . Demeter, (former) lessor of the Twin Towers of Mor-dor in New York . . . once Shinar owned Nimrod, is not, and is

 

Below Maria Shriver gloats conquistadorly in her Shriver Report of 2009.  Shina-Shriver utilizes JFK’s (non-voluntary) blood-sacrifice  precisely as Shinar used events in her town/body of Aurora.

Got the blood, the crown, even a scapegoat to boot.  It is Good to be Quean!

 

Back in 1960, President Kennedy talked about the torch being passed to “a new generation.” Well, five decades later, the torch is being passed . . . to a new gender. There’s no doubt in my mind that we women will lift that torch. We will carry it. And we will light a new way forward.

 

What’s God say about all this?

Nothin’.  All been said before.  Now the nation is given over to itself.  Little dynamo’s 2009 response to Maria re “Fragile X Syndrome” was:

You want Barabbas?  Keep it on up.  This rock could crack like a rotten walnut.

 

Two-for-two ain’t a bad day at “bat” for a rookie and a Loser Blog.

 

Of Azaz (Az-hur, Bel/Baal, Asar/Osiris, Nimrod):

 

In that day also he shall come even to thee from Assyria, and from the fortified cities, and from the fortress even to the river, and from sea to sea, and from mountain to mountain.

Notwithstanding the land shall be desolate because of them that dwell therein, for the fruit of their doings.

Upon thy belly shalt thou go, and dust shalt thou eat all the days of thy life  (Genesis 3)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Masonic Grand Lodge, Copper Queen Consolidated Mine, Bisbee, AZ , 1897  (bz-bee = beelzebub)

 

Of an adversary of As-hur (hur = “viper’s hole” and roots hurt):

 

Feed thy people with thy rod, the flock of thine heritage, which dwell solitarily in the wood, in the midst of Carmel: let them feed in Bashan and Gilead, as in the days of old.

According to the days of thy coming out of the land of Egypt will I shew unto him marvellous things.

The nations shall see and be confounded at all their might: they shall lay their hand upon their mouth, their ears shall be deaf.

They shall lick the dust like a serpent, they shall move out of their holes like worms of the earth: they shall be afraid of the Lord our God, and shall fear because of thee.  (Micah 7)

 

Here, prophet nonpareil Micah wounds two eschatologic birds, uno stone: Pharaoh (Egypt) and Nimrod/Assur (the latter, physical and spiritual Kings of Babylon).  We’ve watched Obie as Pharaoh, including self-identification with ancient Hermetic priest Kar . . . plus Gabby ‘n Tarmac-(P)tah.  Etc.

Both Mizraim (Egypt’s founder) and Cush (= Ethiopia, material substance of Africa’s great horn) were sons of Ham, pre-antichrists, Noah’s surly descendants corresponding to peoples of Africa and the southern Middle East. All pharaohs are Hamites, from Mizraim, faunally sea or river beesties . . . Nile crocodiles —

 

Ezekiel 32:

With a great throng of people
I will cast my net over you,
and they will haul you up in my net

 

Uh oh snakie’s snaggled, done interred a  noosphere Net!

 

The sword of the king of Babylon 
will come against you.
I will cause your hordes to fall
 by the swords of mighty men—
the most ruthless of all nations.
They will shatter the pride of Egypt,
 and all her hordes will be overthrown.

 

The Assyrian Empire, one of the planet’s great empires, “sat over” by the spirit-demon of wickedness (Shinar, Quean of Babylon) sprawled from Russia northly to Egypt/North Africa sowfward, from Asia Minor westie to Iran in the east.  It’s founding king was “Ashur” — almost certainly Nimrod, adopting the deific, as both pseudonym and self-promotion.  (As-hur is a place-name, a title or honorific, and the deity’s name.  The asuras, or demons, of India and the Mid-East derive from As-hur, snake-pit of AZ.)

When Assyrian kings conquered, they immediately saturated all new subjects with the intense propaganda that the peoples’ god or gods had failed, or abandoned them forever, thus their subjugation.

Nonsense, of course, as the Bible recounts instances of the Hebrews intentionally sent into bondage (Babylon, Assyria) as temporary correction,  while not reducing the demonic nature of the slavers.  The Assyrian technique , like all such schemes, sought to steer people (without violating free-will) into “choosing” Lucifer.

Satan rules Earth b/c Eve chose that alliance, and Adam submitted to her.  Rules still, b/c the People live according to satan’s ways and desires . . . dea-ley.

The eighth-century king of Judah, Ahaz, was prognostically named.  Ahaz means to seize.  Prophet-hater, consummate idolater, Ahaz joined the Levant’s popular cerelean-sorcery, Ms-tery Rights, burning his own boy Rimmon to death in placation of Moloch (Ashur, Lucifer) . . . always thirsty for sonblood.

Ahaz’ child, Hezekiah, fourteenth king of Judah, was a significant improvement, as Christ will be something of an improvement upon . . . all this.

The apocalyptic King of Babylon — the human indwelled by satan, personifying Antichrist spirit — arose from Quean Shinar’s great plain in ancient Mesopotamia, rebelling against God and establishing the first postdiluvial cities/kingdom at Bab-el and Ur-uk (Erech or Iraq) from which Abram later fled to Yahweh’s voice.  In Genesis, Isaiah, and Ezekiel, Lucifer is Halal ben Shakar, the “shining one, son of morning.” 

Shiny Shinar, morning mammy, Aurora.

The blood-sacrifice within the body/town Aurora, Colorado (“color red” or “sorcerer red”) nourished the “Rose-mary’s Baby” birthed symbolically at the 2012 London Olympics Opening orchestrated by [tribe of] Dan Boyle.  Boyle won Best Director for his 2008 film Slumdog Millionaire, whar a good-hearted boy from Mumbai’s slums rises to riches via a teevee game-show.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The movie is adeptly exectued, full of selfless, virtuous doings by the Slumdog midst brutality, dishonesty, and poverty, drawing US Rooters for little Slumdog, whose true quest is winning his True Love’s heart.  Cue silly little love songs.

Late in the film, in a brief but crucial moment, True Love’s face expands into midair, morphing into the visage of the Goddess . . . leaving viewers in little doubt who watched over our Slumdog, who arranged his good fortune, who saved his bombay bacon.

Not Jesus, and certainly not God the Father.  It’s the Goddess we all have to thank for our protection, for our salvation, for our lives, for our daily bread.   (See Put the Lie Ma in the Coconut or El Lucero in the Cielo with Diamantes .)  Mumbai, re-named for the Mother Goddess from boring Bombay, is dedicated to death-goddess Kali.  The same year Devadip Dan Boyle snatched Oscar for Slumdog, members of the Marian-worshipping Synchronicity Foundation of Virginia, and other devotees, were mown at the Mumbai Massacre.

Mary Popped-in mucho during the Oly Opening rite, mining the childhood conditionings of Boomer Generationistas, brollying down to rescue Erf from the Loathsome Evil Male . . . this time Count Voldemort — pedophile, misogynist, murderer, human trafficker, and, well, male.  

Did we mention pedophile? 

Coincidentally, legions of “righteous” Suffragettes figgered prominent-o in Danny Boyo’s New Woman Order Mindfuck Olympic Opening Ceresmoney.

As the marys meandered down, far above, in the Royal Box, the Quean leaped, abandoning frigid decorum and whoo-hooing raucous. (OK mebbe wished she could.  Or just be able to fart once.)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

. . . not unlike spectacles over American cities, after the sun sinks, unsighted by sapiens.  Minus the brollies.

Nanny State goooood.  Evil Patriarchy. . .  baaaaaad.

Genesis recounts that Asshur (Ass-ur, Az-ur)  departed Shinar’s Fruity Plains, and its settlements, to found Ninevah in Assyr-ia.  Yes he actually named the land after himself, and the city after the Missus.  These chumps are all alike.

Tho scripture doesn’t specify Asshur as alias of Nimrod, it’s inferrable.  Nimmie was the sorcerer, necromancer, math wiz, astronomer, globalist, and sadistic thug who engineered (and built with slavery) the Tower of Babel.  Peter Goodgame at Red Moon Rising pieces the puzzle.

The  first appearance of the King of Babylon twins his antichristic last; doubtless the same overshadowing spirit infesting Nimrod, and through Nimrod/Asshur reviving antediluvial magickal practices that enslaved the world.  Combining manifestations with sex-magickal wife/co-pilot Shinar at Babylon in Eye-rack, then as Babalon-the-Great (that’s US!) yields full proper name, AZ(AZ)-hur or, altenately, AZ(AZ)-el, principal desert/wilderness demon.

Assur or Asshur tones ahz-ur or ah-shur(e) ; AZAZ is ah-zahzz or with honorific, ah-zahzz-el.  Ur and El are interchangeable suffixes connoting strength, power, age, or deity.  Hur is an ancient, primal syllable, passing through many language groups, so carrying various cognates, prominently “pale or white” and “viper’s hole.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

stele of Nimrud/Nimrod — left hand holds rod of control/authority/navigation; raised right (hand of power and aggression) grasps whip barbed with metal (yep this guy loves his work!); the wings are exterior to the body b/c this is the possessed, physically incarnate, human Nimrod, not a representation of the actual sky deity, Lucifer 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

typical Mesopotamian stele of As-hur, Ahura Mazda, etc. — wings protrude from the star, not the creature b/c the stellar disk constitutes the deity, a possessing god; the hands instruct king Nimrod’s positioning — Nimrod’s weapons are short-range, while As-hur’s weapon, the bow, is long-range (he’s off planet); the right hand navigates, thus contactc the lead wing; standard crimson headgear — pileus, liberty cap, fez     

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Blessing the Secretary of Hate (“I got old, Billy made me look bad, so I’m gonna destroy the planet’s little boys and men.  Then they’ll notice me.) 

Sounds like Goddess material to l.d.!  Wonder where she got them fine ideas?  Who whispers to Hillie every night that she deserves to take vengeance?

. . . that, in point of actual fact . . . it’s in the Best Interests of  The Global Village . . . it’s a good thing to persecute and cage those horrible male things, oppressive patriarchs, rapers of the planet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Funny.  Right after they cooled JFK, and held their Love Field (har-har) Triathlon, why, The Beatles showed up on teevee, to preach the new gospel of groovy.  Like lead tracks in the dead king’s skull.

Hey, Paul, don’t make dead dad.  Na na na na na na na.

Peace n love is it? 

Your Quean has Prada marks all over the sons of the nations. 

You ain’t the only yatch on the lot.