Suit Of Lights

I told this journalist a few days ago, regarding the up-coming Report to Congress by the CIA on what the US Government 'knows' about ET Aliens, that I would need to say just one name in connection with what happened with the original engagement with ET's back in the late Fifties and you would all be stuck for an answer.

Now I'm not going to explicitly blurt it out here but okay, just to relieve some of the pressure, it has nothing to do with the killing of Kennedy!

...Actually I will go in a totally bizarre direction. If you keep up with these articles, sooner or later something will 'click.'

Spanish silk shawl...

I was just speaking earlier today with a Spanish lady, whose surname is something like 'Talladega' which does not mean the same thing as the word in the Creek Indian language, which means 'border.' In Spanish the name means something like a 'shawl.'

Anyway I asked her for her view on Spanish Bull Fighting, and she said it was a form of torture. And I'm more than a little inclined to agree.

The Iberian Peninsula (Spain and Portugal, and other smaller places in there), is an incredibly ancient place - this is where we have the Altamira Caves, of course. Some clever people think the Spanish people themselves are related, somehow not just to the ancient Phoenicians who went there, but to the original inhabitants of the legendary 'Atlantis.'

Atlantis, as you know, was an Empire which venerated the god Poseidon, and held rituals concerning bulls sacred to the god. These kinds of rituals were all over the place in the Mediterranean - Minoan Crete, Saqqara in Egypt, obviously - the burial place of the Apis Bulls.

The costume worn by bullfighters is called the 'suit of lights' - traje de luces.

Some occult thinkers will tell you, that there are plenty of written records by a number of ancient writers, to the effect that not only were special bulls used in the rituals sacred to Poseidon, but in fact, there were all kinds of things going on -, there was the (somehow) intermingling of DNA from these bulls and a certain Queen (Europa), and also the infusion of some kind of 'spirit' beings into the bulls as well. This idea is still intact in the Spanish bull fighting culture, which has myths and legends about the 'spirit' of particular bulls. There remain, certain occult practices too, right up to this day involving secret places of worship, altars and shrines, to the god Poseidon (the Spanish language equivalent), that persist within the culture of matadors.

Going back to my first direction in the opening paragraphs, though, I would suggest, that the bulls and the bull fighters... ...are the same thing.

Bull fighting is highly organised, extremely rigid in its conduct, and the death of the bull is 'arranged' according to a strict plan, and a strict ancient tradition of movements and provocations. Superficially, the bull is a very daunting opponent, deadly and dangerous. On the whole though, it is the trained matador that gets the better of the fiercely charging, enormously powerful and enraged beast. The matador's job is not to lose their cool, even though they may have limited emotional feelings of admiration and respect for the animal. The matador's role is that of a cold-blooded killer.

When the matador goes through their ritualistic donning of the 'suit of lights,' they become literally 'dressed to kill.'

In the Islamic narrative, the Dajjal, is a deceiver (and so too, does the matador, deceive the bull...), but he is also extremely glamorous on the outside.

Statua del Nettuno... 

In the Christian narrative, the devil has horns and is angry because 'he knows his hour is coming...' ...when he is to be terminally defeated.

The devil has an anger like a goaded bull, but the matador has a costume covered in 'lights.'

...Don't think of the matador as a hero, my friends - he is the Saqqara bull spirit... He provokes death, he provokes anger, and he kills maliciously and deliberately, and in the end, wantonly. He knows the limitations of the huge, muscular, charging, enraged, bull. He is not, facing death scornfully in the face - he is death, he deals death. But inside, he is the beast, he is the animal spirit wanting primeval suffering, vain struggle - he lusts for blood.

As you know, and I'm sure you do know, Nero claimed to be a descendant of the Egyptian god of the Deep Sea, Naunet.

The standard narrative, of course, is that Nero caused the flames, that his fire brigades went to put out, for a fee. Nowadays, academics dispute this folklore.

But my advice to you, is - don't step into the ring, and don't get taken in by the shiny costumes. Because the people in the shiny jackets, will walk you into an ever tightening circle, goading you to do better and to do more, along the way, knowing that your lactic acid is building up all the while, and yet they will keep you more or less alive by letting you walk around in smaller circles. Until they laugh at you in the face while you cannot move, and insert the estoque deep into your heart. And exsanguinate you.

So. I have given you a clear picture of what to actually look at. Don't look at the villain - how big and strong and fearsome they are. That is a lie. It is not the lie, because it is only a small part of the whole lie.

If you think you are never going to see the bright shiny hero, look again.