Disconnecting From Responsibility

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Background and Catch Up

They say “if you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em” so, I’m converted. Enough of this “live & let live; morons will be morons”. Gloves are now off. My attention has been diverted to “truthers” who, as a statement of collateral ego, believe they can promote anything, no matter how unseemly, and the “group” will carry the message. Doubtlessly, there are well meaning, considerate individuals scooped up and misrepresented by the fray. This post isn’t directed at you. It challenges all those petit revolutionaires; the pocket Napoleons that espouse their relationship with the “golden group” and its grotesque information transcending criticism.

Funnily enough, my earlier post “To Boycott is the Strongest People Power” attracted little interest and no comments. Perhaps it is because it subliminally highlighted those double standards of plebeians in general. You are all extremely adept at boycotting stuff that conflicts with your day-to-day routine but, as much as you chant “revolution”, when push comes to shove you have decided that extricating yourselves from the system would be an almighty blow to that day-to-day routine, so filtering and denying real truth is the predictably popular recourse.

I took a gamble last month by undertaking a low paid, high commission full time job and this limited hours normally devoted to writing and research. Unfortunately, for me, gambles have never paid off and this role was no exception, so I worked like a slave for next to nothing. There were some ancillary perks as I saw Buddhism from the inside.

Incest!Thoughts devoted to this post have partially been inspired by turbulence on Facebook. People love labels; good, evil, Christian, Buddhist, truther, shill. There are hundreds of them and most ring as a hollow as the sentiment permitting them. You meet someone you don’t like; well, there’s a Nazi, pedo, Catholic Priest. Words that sting with zing invariably have no basis whatsoever. My experience with Buddhism from the inside was, sadly, just more of the same; acute spiritual ignorance harmonised by traditional labels with the rich or “fortunate” ones retreating from society for extended periods. Retreat is a form of disconnection. And, boy did those adepts think highly of themselves – for dialling out. Homeless – move on!

Versions of this type of procrastination haunt the various truther movements, which all drive brands of intent. Thus, individuals that challenge intent must be rebuked at all cost. Those that present reasoned clarity contradicting group positions are instinctively regarded as a severe threat to “order” and consequentially viewed as enemy number one. This is because to truthers, “truth” is negotiable (or fantasy). Per that reasoning, because I say the moon is made of cheese, it is truth, providing I have a following. Of course nothing that obvious comes to light, but did not Mahatma Gandhi warn us that the truth of one should not be influenced or corrupted by the group? Here is the nub. According to truthers, in general, because I refer to Gandhi in this example, means I worship everything he says. For the record, I do not welcome Gandhi’s apparent wider purpose. His words “the best way to find yourself is to lose yourself in the service of others” do not appeal. However I interpret them (reflecting Osho); I always end up with mindless enslaved serfs blindly working for the greater good.

More on My Facebook Turbulence

eyeLast month I added a new Facebook friend who was on a large truther network. It took less than a week for the relationship to disintegrate. As is so often the case, these days, the other party ran away from issues like a spoilt child. Thank you, using your ancient name, Togien, for adding inspiration to this post. To set the record straight, the reason Togien disconnected from responsibility was he became paranoid after I explained I had special abilities as this, in part, made him feel inferior. Him, being a fundamental science-materialist-atheist (he may claim otherwise “on the surface” but, underneath, bullshit swept away, that is what he is), could not understand that another would have any sensory perception [beyond that which validates materialism], let alone greater ability than his exalted self. I suggest, if he has any scruples, he research Barbara Brennan, Alisdair Larmour and Pane Androv (he’s been debunked, so it’s certain he’s onto something!), for starters and see where the journey leads. As all truthers suppose, Togien insisted truth was negotiable and we (parts of the collective group) were in a contest for control.

Evidence of my special abilities can be [subtlety] discovered in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” and do you know what? Well, everyone seems to know its contents before reading it and that’s why they have decided don’t need to read it. Just as with any other information sources, until you actually read my book, you do not have any insight as to its contents without very well developed harmonic sensory perception. Even then, thinking you know something you haven’t read is sheer folly, because without cross references relating information collected from energy fields you risk summoning confusion from chaos. Surely those that haven’t disconnected from responsibility would have such a thirst for knowledge, they would, at least, check it out?

Will versus Order

Will is natural chaos and, according to “science”, does not exist because it cannot be measured. DNA consolidates natural order via genetics, and though it has not been formally decoded, powers all spectral elements that determine vibrational reality. Therefore, light frequencies (from black to white) are related to the electro-magnetic resonance of atoms. I will discuss this in my second book, “A New World Order”, if it is ever released for publication.

anigif_enhanced-buzz-23374-1413997275-6_previewIt is the mind (another guise of “will”) that creates all the chaos because it is only restricted by cognitive DNA. Cognitive dissonance, of course, is a popular derogatory term scientists’ use against their detractors. How does the expression go, “he that smelt it, dealt it…?” A variation of cognitive dissonance is wilful disassociation. There are some other considerations. Let us call them ghost DNA. Our chaotic minds travel the DNA tracks so many times that some lives trigger hangovers from the past. Thus active order might branch into something literally not of this Earth.

Ontological Narcissism

The extension of the worship of being is caricature belief systems that idolise and lionise representative puppets; scientists, politicians, religious figures and so on. Per this reasoning, while Sir Isaac Newton is the flavour of belief systems, he can say or do wrong. Or, rather, the spotlight can be nefariously shone on those parts of Newton’s legacy that affirm, creating a de-facto whole. Reviewing the detail is a deadly sin. Conversely, Adolph Hitler, by the same token (per parallel logic), can do no right. Thus, individuals and group truther movements champion partisan (dare I say, bi-partisan?) all-consuming good or all-consuming evil. Occasionally a major internal conflict erupts when opposing narrative lines converge. We saw this when Pope Francis, manufacturer of the current United Nations’ “global warming” friendly Cosmic Christ, became a paedophile.

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They cared nothing about Francis’ Junta past or similarities between the Vatican banking system and the dreaded Federal Reserve. Yet as soon as some vague claim by some unknown wall flower came to light; those “hearsay” sirens whipped up a frenzied cacophony to such volumes, all traces of reason or logic were drowned in the chaos. There are many other clashes of truth, but when all bases boils down to hearsay and opinion for opinion’s sake, virtue suffers. The truther movements largely support hearsay and innuendo. Far from being virtuous, they create abominations of truth.

Egos Feigning Importance

Newton was wrong. [Aghast, a shocked reader hisses, “You are not worthy to collect Newton’s fingernails; how dare you speak this way”]. Is that my ego or do I have the holy right to represented truth in the spirit of virtue? Long standing readers of this blog will note that details found in earlier posts contain errors as, no doubt, I will discover in this one in days, months, and years hence. We are all imperfect and grow by dealing with (or purifying) our imperfections. I make errors all the time and so did Newton.

We are all subject to something called relative perception (I can only guess what his or any other person’s views are as this summarises the uniqueness of individuality). That means when Newton measured gravity he relied on his perception to draw quantitative conclusions which very much juggled relative opinions per the ontology of his peers; the “truthers” of his time. Yes, you see, in Newton’s time “science” was the “alternative view”. Oh how things change. The alternative view decided the Earth was a solid block (give or take) and therefore the apple, witnessed by Newton, was mercilessly pulled down by the ground when it detached from the tree. Can we read into biblical Genesis’ “Fall from Grace?” (Was Newton saying he had to corrupt truth to satisfy the scene?)

If and when science addresses cosmic physics, humanity will learn that Newton’s apple was pushed down to the ground by a complex relationship-generated network of forces. I shall reveal the truth in my next book, “A New World Order”, should I decide to publish it. Whereas detailed calculations as to the strengths/weaknesses of forces are open to debate, the truth isn’t because the truth “is”. To shy from wisdom because foul truthers spew incessant contradictory propaganda is to disconnect from responsibility. My life’s pledge is to honour virtue.

Time Poor; Responsibility Poor

No doubt any number of readers will be muttering, “Who the hell does this guy think he is?” “Lord Muck?” (Under the breath) Yet, behind the scenes, I criticise every thinking thought I issue per my due diligence. Have I been the pot calling the kettle black? Whilst visionary sentiment has evoked clarity, regularly I try to work too fast, do too much. Quick processing leads to the generation of errors. Some presenters mix satire or sarcasm with truth and frank opinion. Others produce parodies or factual evaluations. Speed reading obfuscates clarity.

I sometimes (or, perhaps, all times) write transcendentally, which means individual points or blocks of texts can convey multiple meanings depending on positioning and/or context. Time poor readers may as well give up on my messages. You all need to read carefully and, often, several times to do justice to what you see. Frankly, half doing something achieves nothing. Half reading does little more than destroying and beguiling potent messages. Using myself as the example, recently, my friend and fellow author, Brendan D Murphy, sent me an e-mail concerning an important discussion point on DNA. My contradictory response refuted his wisdom and I ended up, more or less, affirming his virtuous position. That was because I had not read what he had written carefully enough. Fortunately he knows me better and the correspondence was not a relationship breaker, but if he had been a truther, would he not have vigorously and arbitrarily disconnected from responsibility?

The Alternative is the Mainstream on Steroids

js4_1Regular visitors are aware that I maintain if anyone is to blame for the mess we (humans) are in it is you and me and not “them”. Clash doctrines find the “other”, lock on and refuse to let go. This is the bi-partisan problem reaction solution George Orwell (an old Etonian) espoused to in “1984”. Alternative Medias target and fire in exactly the same way the mainstreamers do. False profiling, rogue statistics, blatant lies, misinformation and just endless streams of speculation are all part of that patchwork tapestry. Politics begins with the Illuminati brotherhood and ends with “garbologists”. Because the instruments of power (you lot) have run out of flies to pull the wings off to deflect the real issues, the “homeless” is the new “toy”.

Surely isn’t homelessness the stage before death? Is that not the maximum disenfranchisement of communion? How did it come to this? You saw my cry for help and I met your response. The homeless can get fucked. So please don’t feign interest to impress me. I see through you and those like you. Don’t pin those spiritualist, Buddhist, truther, revolutionaire, militant badges on your chest, because you are all (with scant exception, such as Jon Rappoport) the corrupting elements of the group. You enable the Illuminati masters by the way you behave. Talk is cheap and they know it. Responsibility belies connection and the most important connections are the ones you avoid like the plague.

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Devilish New Year Aspirations

Christmas is over and though I aim to make this upbeat, anarchistic semi-satire, I cannot help feeling a pang of what if? This may be a bit early for the New Year, but I am hoping readers are given enough time to reflect for sincere resolutions. My next post will be released very soon and those eagerly waiting to read my book, “Dimensions, Deceptions and Demons” will have the opportunity of contributing for the first section.

How does Mr Scrooge compare with you?

How does Mr Scrooge compare with you?

My gracious donators did not relieve my pressing personal problems, but that would take a magician or three. They did, however, save humanity. For it was their selfless acts that showed me there must be others, lurking, shy of the attention and the responsibility. Sadly both donators were agents of the hoard of global bloggers I visit. These tireless writers contribute enough. It is so sad that none of the wallflowers could stump up anything that amounts to more than gawping. (You all have a second chance to show yourselvesscroll down)

Observant visitors will notice a sparkling new section of recommended bloggers (assuming admins has figured how to set it up). Look up. One of the links is a brand new exo-political resource with the mission of keeping the corporate “disclosure movement” honest. Bigalow Corporation recently hijacked MUFON and all its assets reducing the organisation to little more than a “propaganda machine”.

Turkey anyone?

Turkey anyone?

As for other websites, PPJ is a blog I highly rate being a tireless front against political corruption, the erosion of reasonable constitutional values, poor treatment of horses, aged care malpractice, our withering precious environment and so on. Peter Schreiner visits so regularly he is our resident poet (strictly vegan, as much as I try to convince him turkey is ok at Christmas, thanksgiving). Though I am not absolutely sure he exists in the flesh, a transcendental mind of the calibre of Jon Rappoport should be welcome anywhere and everywhere.

Alright, enough of the boring stuff. It’s time to focus on cam girls again. As I recommended in the post A Perverse Intermission, every decent student of psychology should ogle at cam girls at least two hours a day. The sacrifice we students of truth make! Those that have braved this treacherous pursuit will agree that volumes of girls, invariably well painted, of different sizes and shapes attempt to lose articles of clothing, slowly. It is interesting but some as young as 25 call themselves “mature”, usually, I confess, when they are overly proportioned. Conversely other women have given themselves the title Lolita and variations. One was not a day younger than 32, I swear. If my memory serves me correctly, the Israelites have a better slang word for lolita. This is “hebe” and means “the stage at which a girl blossoms into womanhood”; presumably age 12-15.

When all clothes are discarded, they do more things; far, far more risqué in some case. There is a mystery. At least one use of the title “virgin” has been noted, after the Madonna, maybe? Framing flickering video portals are robust group chat consoles that display members “nicks” by order of rank. Queues of would be tippers are perched like penguins on the precipice of an ice stack. Aimless and disrespectful chatters bark incessant commands at their virtual forlorn maidens. Eventually one of those teetering Spheniscidae titans’ “slips” and dumps a small pile of cash into a bucket on the floor. And so the clothes do shed…..

The epitaph of commerce; death of miser Scrooge

The epitaph of commerce; death of miser Scrooge

I like to give and feel historical details of my acts of philanthropy might inspire other givers (give is the opposite of take, for those that aren’t sure) to follow suit. A very small sample begins at age eight when I “found” $20 and gave it to my father. It took him seven years to pay the money back and dividends had trebled with interest (mum made sure of that!). Until I was 25, acts of generosity were always pinned on the expectation of repayment or reciprocation. Then something magical happened. I lived in a shared house (who could afford anything else at that age?) and one of my housemates had had a falling out with the landlord. He had nowhere to go and nothing to go with. I gave him 300 pounds sterling because I knew he needed enough to survive for a month. That was the equivalent of 1000 pounds today. It was a gift and I did not want or expect any return favour. That was my way of cleansing the world and it felt good; really good.

Tiny Tim; a beautiful, vital disabled human being

Tiny Tim; a beautiful, vital disabled human being

In the same year, I gave nine hundred pounds sterling to a workmate, because at the company I worked a customer had tipped me generously for doing a good job. Though I expected some form of reciprocation, none was forthcoming and I did not really care. Along this well-travelled path I have rarely given to charity and do my upmost to avoid contributing to government. As a Global non-citizen it would be hypocritical of me to do so. The bulk of my acts of unconditional giving have been directed at South East Asia. In total I have devoted what would amount to a small house over the years, never in “penny” sums, always something significant; useable. You know what? I would do it all again, given the opportunity. More recently, in these times of dire straits, I have still usually managed to find the $2 or $4 “tax deductable” (she produces a hand printed slip) amount to support the lady that stands outside my corporate supermarket representing local intellectually disabled people.

Don’t those with superior intelligence have a calling to support those that fall short of the requirement?

I don't "look" hungry

I don’t “look” hungry

This Christmas I had to shuffle by, head hung in shame. I had not done enough even to raise $2.

Come for some HONEY

Come for some HONEY

Things must be tough for everyone this year. My local online casino has managed to call me or text eight times in three days, including a courtesy contact on Christmas Day. What a nice bunch of guys! Back in 2011 I took advantage of a UK online casino offer, invested $70 and turned it into $2,200. After much wailing and gnashing of teeth, dark threats of lawyers, lengthy extended correspondences, they eventually coughed up. My next attempt was not so lucky. $50 saw non-payment of $2,500 from a listed rogue casino. I did find this resource to assist recreational gamers. Fundamentalist Puritans assert that gambling is wrong, yet turning an irrelevant amount into a relevant one is enough to save a situation or even a life. Therefore, I am all for limited gambling in the right circumstances.

Online prostitution, gambling, charity (oh yes, those online donations too) are all forms of commerce managed by Judaism (Puritanism is a version). This is not what Judaism was, but what it has become. Every single government of the world creates laws that are built on tenets of Pharisaic principle. No one is “free”, other cultures notwithstanding. Pharisaic principle ensures that only the fit survive, no one has the right to life, money is God and to offer unconditional support is sacrilege. Ancient Judaic doctrine preceded the Torah (aspects can be evidenced in parts of the Talmud, which now consists of 6,000 pages whittled down from an original 30,000, and the Bible, also severely “downsized”). That is why the Pharisees always conflicted with the Sadducees. These have been replaced by Republicans and Democrats. Jesus was unaffiliated, an “independent”. Gracious Jews face the wrath of anti-Semitism. Though, incessant whining is showing anti-Semitic indoctrination is slowly but surely losing friends. Even people in high places are beginning to rebel. So worried are the Zionist elite, they are giving away a book to Puritan congregations instructing them how to think.

I know you all feel strongly about not giving to strangers; but what happens when strangers give to you?

Look he's legless, but not drunk or high

Look he’s legless, but not drunk or high

On my travels, I regularly meet people that don’t give to charities “out of principle” (although I have never been able to ascertain what that principle is – greed?). Let us think the unthinkable and discover the clock turned forward sees you homeless; yes YOU. Are you going to turn down charity “out of principle”? Every time you have some personal misfortune, can and does no one help? Of course, I am not referring to relationships built on trade; those Judaic commerce principles, such as agreed bloodline reciprocation and “tit for tat” friendships. Our reality is chaotic mob rule manipulated to induce reactionary governance with alternative (often unrelated) agendas that are sold by faux Medias and corrupt hacks posing as journalists that are not worthy of darts of phlegm. Everything, in this reality, is geared to aiding and abetting a rigged trading mechanism. Trading machinations are nothing more than manipulated “poker” auctions. No fixed prices here, just fixing. Did you ever think what it might be like to be homeless; not “drug addled” homeless, REAL HOMELESS?

A Happy New Year is one of resolution

Without “home truths” there can be no hope for resolution. I read a post about the “traitor for exposing the truth” Bradley Manning, PPJ kindly supplied. What government thought about their armed forces could have been more clearly illustrated than the series of events that led to the torching of a war veteran’s makeshift “tent city” pitched in protest at the US Capitol, Washington in 1932. World War One home comers had been offered riches by government and given fire. Was shining McArthur unsupported in his attack? Surely the National Guard assisted in dispensing the wrath of commerce against the “national threat”. A hero one day shall become a traitor the next.

I ask conscientious readers whether they know why Nagasaki was nuked to “supposedly” end World War Two. In the 1920’s and 1930’s this Japanese nest of islands was a popular rest and recreation stop for people of all classes. It was known for beautiful colours and beautiful women (an earlier version of our “cam girls”), both in generous supply. Your Pharisaic masters “cleansed” Nagasaki for two reasons. Firstly, they love to purge “sin” (as expressed by the St Augustine tradition emphasising the letters of St Paul) available to plebeian classes. Secondly, they were determined that branded slaves (citizens) would not go “absent without leave” (AWOL) after the fun (war, death and attrition) was over.

Decent slaves would never be homeless

Real homeless people don't have to look "nasty"

Real homeless people don’t have to look “nasty”

That takes us full circle because, conscientious readers, the greatest sin and dereliction of duty is to be homeless. You see, all homeless people have dialled out of the system. Because it became clear in the 1960’s that populations were growing too fast for “commerce” (rigged trade) to support them (as slaves), they turned out all but for the most dangerous mentally ill people onto the streets. After the (many veterans) “skid row” experiment, they also welcome alcoholics and, more recent, drug addicts to huddle street corners in plain sight. It was designed to stigmatise homelessness. Decent people were brainwashed, unable to see it for what it was. What do YOU see today?

To conclude and, once again, referring to the wise Jon Rappoport who has been tirelessly crusading against the joint Monsanto, FDA and “health foods industry” front attempting to turn everything natural into GMO. The good news for the elite is there will be non-GMObillionaire foods” a-plenty. The debate is being conducted on arguments determining whether retailers should bother labelling GMO infected foods. Partisan commercial stakeholders have levelled the rhetoric on pure commerce with sentiment like “Non GMO foods will see a marketing advantage for those committed to labelling their products”. The cost of labelling will be prohibitive opening the doors for billionaire foods.

This satisfies the food control blueprint established as per the 1971-75 25 year plans (valid for millennia) with contributing illustrious think-tanks such as David Rockefeller’s own Trilateral Commission (founded 1973). Soylent Green (1973) adequately expressed their wishes, with ignorant, cannibalistic peoples crammed into dusty markets overlaying a culture of euthanasia. We don’t want a world full of useless old eaters. The price of a jar of untainted strawberry jam was $200 (that’s $4000 in today’s money). That’s the plan. What’s the action?

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Our Anunaki masters tried to wipe out humans because of our “incessant chatter” and [assumed] inaction. Humans, generally, do remind me of something…

A "committee" of gobbling turkeys

A “committee” of gobbling turkeys