The Unbreakable Wall

I had this listed public company many years back - eventually we sold out all the R&D and some patents to a major Japanese corporation and the deal prevents me from saying which one.

Anyway, at the time, one of our major shareholders was a certain 'Geoffery Hugh Christian,' (Geoff Christian), who was the doyen journalist of the leading Western Australian daily newspaper, The West Australian.

Looked like Gene Hackman, was
like Gene Hackman.

Although Geoff Christian was known towards the end of his life, as the most senior Sports Editor, the fact was, the place being intensely involved in sports, he was a well-known personality in politics and at every level of local and national society. I don't know anyone who didn't have a high opinion of Geoffrey.

One thing few shared with him closely though - although my main co-director did - was his real knowledge of, and love for, the epicurean and the culturally let's say, elevated.

Sure you could have a huge mansion in Lake Tahoe (Geoff had celebrity friends around the whole world), and you might have four Mercedes and a McLaren down the bush somewhere and be running for Parliament on the strength of your pie shop... ...but you'd be a loser when compared with those in Geoff's closest inner circle of friends.

Geoff's old alma mater - the main editorial offices and print-setting hall in St George's Terrace, right next door to the original Perth Institute of Technology - is now a top-of-the-tree restaurant, and right beside that literally in the old print hall, there is a vast pub (beer and wine and cocktails bar and restaurant). 

Yesterday evening, I was by there, back from a different, much quieter place, though quite nearby. The Print Hall Pub was, like a London City pub towards the end of any working week, almost jam-packed with young men in suites and a few hot chicks as well. I recognized one young-to-middle-aged gentleman with Persian black curly hair and a shaped beard as an offspring of one of the Emirati Emirs... Surrounded by his local business buddies.

You know when they do that 'namaste' thing, especially on the West Coast of the US these days - that bowing thing...?

Well, I had just come from having to do that to the chef at this place I shall not name here.

He served me 'sesame short ribs with quick pickled fresh cabbage' an hour or so earlier. I couldn't really swear that it was actually 'an hour' because for only the second time in my life, I was floating around the streets, smiling like a mad person and probably talking to myself under my breath as well.

I know it was Geoff's idea to turn the old print hall into a five-star restaurant and wine bar. And he never lived to enjoy it.

I think he would have enjoyed it because the restaurant in there, the atmosphere of the whole place generally, is fantastic. No question.

But it's not where I was coming from...

There were not a whole lot of people where I had just come from - it was by no means empty but it was not 'jam-packed to the rafters.' It's a privately-owned small hotel, that's all I will say for now.

And there was a moment there, when, after the first few mouthfuls, I was beginning to quickly realize that the thing was actually getting better as I ate it, not reaching any plateau - but literally climbing higher and higher in sensory gift.

Now you think there is no such thing in life, but there is. I had to raise my head more than once to look around me to see when I might be about to be interrupted by 'those friends' who would turn up to say 'hey hey, what are you doing?! This is just too much, even for you, ya bastard.'

But they were decent enough not to 'bother me right now.'

What was going on? Had the chef stuck some e's into the food?

So now, some time afterwards, not very long afterwards, here I was, walking by, above, in fact, as there is an upper plaza and walkway over the pub, and looking down on the young men and women all having a good time in the Print Hall Pub.

And good for them.

Ten minutes from now I'm due to watch this recent-release flick made in Spain - 'The People Upstairs' - which is a two-act play about a couple 'upstairs' inviting this feuding hard-working couple downstairs, to join them in participating in the orgies that they have regularly, and which make so much noise that the couple downstairs, are 'disturbed' by the sounds.

Cheval Blanc - arguably the world's
best Bordeaux.

...It was a funny movie too. Didn't really resolve into anything and we never get to see any actual 'orgies,' more's the pity. But it was a funny movie nonetheless.

The movie attempted to break the unbreakable wall, and didn't - most probably couldn't.

In life you can easily go to where most people hang out...

Not so easy to get to the white room; get into, inside - the white room.

The question really is - do you want to go hang out with the urban kids down at the Print Hall, or do you want to be alone in the white room...

McLaren. Or, as PVD calls her: 'McLaaaaahren.'

Not For Young Children...

Well, not really. But I have been tempted in recent times to post a few things that would curl your hair.

I'll tell you what I know:

Let's say you were the head of the CIA, and you accidentally ran into me - or one of my brothers, who since these many years have grown old et cetera (sorry, that's a line from 'A Christmas Carol!') - and I said to you, check this... Such and such. And you did and you went, * me, that's true.

Eric in his funny mosaic glass bits, coat,
at 'Further Future.'

And then I said, let's just propose: Well how exactly much in control do you really think you are, when you were not even previously aware of 'such-and-such' but then someone came along and all official-like, say, someone in Congress, asked you to check and see...? And then you found out it was there in your files all along.

Would you even know how come they knew even to ask, and what their motivation might be?

Back in 1963, a little kid was sent into a clearing, with a senior operational commander in the US Army standing nearby, the US Consulate General at the time was personally there (Richard Gordon) with his ADC, a couple of technicians from East-Kodak, the Head of Station CIA whom I could name but I won't, and the purpose was to meet with and converse/communicate, or take something from a little bluish-green man. And this happened in many remote places around the world at the virtually exact same moment.

Guy Savelli was in that group of people operating as what must have been some kind of 'special purpose unit,' after that date for sure, and in that place, but I don't know whether... ...if he was at all in that unit at this specific time in question. And I should add the location was more a 'compound' than a 'clearing' as such because attempts had been made to fence it off completely, and every single animal and living thing cataloged with focused ground level radar on all the time.

But they don't go 'there,' Eric - they
go here, and you're never going to 'see'
them, unless you have the 'vision' capability.

Much later on, when not a lot eventuated thereafter, the priority nature of the secret units involved, and the executive administration of the project, was wound into different leadership, and 'soft tabs' were kept on all the little kids that had been involved. But nothing else was seriously advanced any further, other than that there had been moments during the Vietnam War and at other key moments, where some limited communication exchanges took place with nothing of any importance ensuing as far as I am aware.

Today, there are numerous heads of really gargantuan corporations - Eric Schmidt (Alphabet/Google) to name one who has been rather indiscreet about it - who go to things like 'Burning Man' although he appears to be more 'visible' at 'Further Future,' which is an event held in Southern Nevada.

The list of these types of mass gatherings is long, but the notable ones are: 'Burning Man,' 'Joshua Tree,' 'Further Future,' and the 'Sedona Vortex' which is where Bridget Nielsen hangs out most of the time.

An ex-US military guy by name of Larry Harvey (sounds kinda similar to 'Larry Hooper'), began the Burning Man one.

Or, they might go here.
You think you know, but you don't know anything.
You think 'science' is going to help you, do you?
When do I stop laughing.

Now going back to the incident in 1963, it should be remembered, that, although the US established a formal Embassy for the Federation of the States of Malaysia after 1963, in fact, it had very long term engagement with a set of Sultanates there, and in particular Penang, which is governed by no Sultanate at all, and was 'British India' territory - and the US had an embassy and Consulate General resident there since 1918.

For a very long time now, top line people in the largest corporations, have known all about the very low-activity but also the very real 'engagement' that the US Military Industrial Complex has had, with ET Aliens. And, although you might suppose Schmidt and Sergey Brin and Larry Page and all of these go to 'Burning Man' because they like wearing whacky costumes and the drugs and the girls and whatever, the real reason they go is because they believe, there are 'interchanges' going on there between special purpose covert operatives, and actual real life ET Aliens, or hybrids that are around the place just 'blending in.'

All the way from Nevada, right through Las Vegas, and down to Arizona, there are these 'festivals' held that bring together a 'freaky failed collective community...' Right...?

Maybe here, Eric... Could be here.

Freaky. And failed. That is why Sergy Brin and Eric Schmidt and all, go there. Every single year. Elon Musk married a dame whom he met there.

You have no idea. You have simply no idea at all.

Take it from me, there has never been a crash of an ET Alien spaceship at Roswell, or anywhere.

If you wanted to test a new alloy, well, okay sure, you might deliberately 'crash' it and see. That's a different thing.

Then the kids... ...All the way from Nevada, all the way down, parallel to the San Andreas Fault, south to the Garlock Fault, and right up next to the Sierra Nevada Fault.

Uh-huh. Yep. 

Hiawatha, Hiawatha, Hiawatha. LOL Hey Na Hey Na Hey Na Hey...

Except you don't have the right insignia, Eric.
And no amount of money will save you if we shove you off
into the Pacific Ocean.

No 'side' knows anything at all about what is going on. Neither side does.

Only 'the Man in the Middle' knows.

And that ain't you, Eric Schmidt, and it ain't you Bill Gates, and it ain't you sure as hell Joe Biden!

David Cohen? You're not even anywhere near the ball being thrown.

Let's see now, who can we trade with?

Well let's see...

What is it exactly, that we want?

That we couldn't, you know, just take?

My friends, let me put it this way - the fruit comes out and ripens in season. Some fruit, some people are allergic to, and they die even if they just merely touch it.

You know, live and let live. Of course if you go mess with stuff where you shouldn't be messing, that's your own problem in the end.

I mean, it really doesn't matter because in the end you die anyway. But 'science' will help you, right... ...with that little problem.

There are over 300,000 serving police in the United States right now who are members of a Masonic Lodge. Because, you know, science. Science is about 'shared agency' when everyone gets to benefit from an open process, and fairness, and the visibility of facts and evidence, and no secret 'behind the back' back-stabbing. Just maybe, 'in the front' stabbing! LOL

You are a toy with a use-by date of life and functioning. 

Nobody who comes here from 9.5 trillion kilometres away has that problem that you have.

And what is it you want? Shared agency? People to share stuff with you?

Why?

And Before You Know It

These kids have been 'in it' for a long time already and there is plenty of actual contact going on now:

 

Why The CCP Hates Falun Gung

The imprisoning and torturing of the Uighur community inside China is decried by most people in the West, but what the CCP of Beijing has done to them is as nothing compared to what they have done to the Chinese practitioners of 'Falun Gung.'

It would be far too dangerous for me to spell out the association of anything using the word or participle 'fa' anywhere in the world - basically because the Chinese Communist government does have a certain capacity of 'reach' all over the place - even, in fact, right into the middle of the White House, and absolutely, most certainly, in the highest reaches of academia in critical covert circles such as Imperial College London, which is dominated today by Chinese Communist money.

Shen Yun dance troupe

Interestingly, the CCP maintains the exact same tactics as one recent participant here in undermining all of our attempts at relevant public, if still rather 'small circle' and quiet, Disclosure.

The same stance of deliberately jamming any attempted exposition with an instant pre-emptive challenge to provide some indiscreet 'evidence...' ...is exhibited by the Beijing CCP over Falun Gung.

Falun Gung maintains an establishment in the United States and elsewhere, but under complete cover - known as Fei Tian (flying sky-being) - which ostensibly is a feeder process, into the commercial dance and performing arts company known as Shen Yun.

ET Aliens are not 'separated individuals' but groups of beings with a communicating mind system that uses one group mind as well as an underlying individual consciousness in each member, but that latter of which is held under extremely tight control.

And they do not interact with individual human beings in the way we are used to interacting amongst ourselves.

Hopi 'Blue Star' blanket

Humans have incredibly noisy minds. And, humans are also tremendously deceptive, or, to put it more bluntly - deceitful. The more successful up the ladder of the ordinary human world someone is, the more able that someone usually is, to exploit this. But this comes and goes in waves through history; it isn't always as bad as that, but human history contends with it all the time: Nero, Hitler, Mao - these are not always in the ascendancy.

There are what you could say were underlying occult reasons why the CCP hates the Falun Gung.

But let's put forward the strange proposition that, well, okay, yes, there are ET Aliens and they are technologically far in advance of where we are right now - but that they don't and won't engage with us in the form that our society takes.

Even if you look back at 'traditional culture' shamans, and the appearance that they are individual, sole, people who always hang by themselves alone - this is not actually the case, because what they do is go back to the main social group when it needs them, and enact something there that is beneficial at critical times.

In this context, you can use the term 'occult' to explain what the issue is between the CCP and Falun Gung.

Green Lantern meteor - the other day, over 
Melbourne, Australia. Magnesium makes it green.

What does the shaman do, alone... Where do they go...? If Falun Gung say they go 'up into the sky' and return with knowledge and power, fine but then, why could not representatives of the CCP also go up there with them, to achieve 'shared agency?'

Because they can't, that's why.

Of course, yes, the question does remain, but can the Falun Gung people really go 'fei tian...'

Lyn Buchanan And Disclosure

Funny how, as soon as we were about to make some 'Disclosure' here, someone arrives with an agenda very similar to the character of 'Larry Hooper' in that movie with Clooney and Spacey and Bridges.

The idea behind the movie, really, is not exactly anything to do with Bridge's character 'Bill Django' having this bright idea to absorb some Eastern philosophy or whatever, into the strategic methodology of actual war-fighting soldiers in the field - but that 'Larry Hooper' had shifted the direction of the original program into what in the end, resulted in Abu Ghraib, as we now know.

Leonard ('Lyn') Buchanan (real person from one of these secret military intel programs) had mounted, some time ago, a 'front exercise,' to prise open the hands of the Pentagon, for them to either go on the record about certain things they knew that they had been keeping a secret, or have people who were actually critical personnel in those secret programs to not just speak openly about them, but start to put what they knew into use.

You see, on the one hand, at some point, everyone was signed into agreements swearing black and blue never to use various innovative techniques against their own officers and commanders and even the government itself.

On the other hand, you had 'Larry Hooper' - who also was someone who wanted to have this... '...shared agency.'

You open your hand out to the world at large, and then you make a closed fist, and 'Larry Hooper' will tell you, straight to your face: I have exactly no sense of emotion or sentiment or connectedness, and certainly no responsibility to anyone else but myself.

I can hold a closed fist, and what that potentially means is that I am withholding, or even, that I am going to strike you, but it makes no difference to me -, that, or if I am holding out my hand to you.

If I hold out my hand to you - I am lying.

But trust me, honestly. I am just looking for truth and facts and scientific certainty.

Trust me. Those are all honorable objectives. Aren't they?

I won't get some people and torture them inside Abu Ghraib. Or do the same thing to poor little green-skinned ET's at Roswell.

This is called 'the Dragon Fan...'

'Polyvagal theory' is a broad range of concepts, some with some basic, low-level studies having been mounted on them at academic institutions, to the effect that the vagus nerve line, has an involvement with your breathing and the sensations inside your stomach.

And so, the danger of giving out any new information now, here, in this Blog, when there is an obvious 'Larry Hooper' in the vicinity, turns on how such people would use anything they discovered here. Could we guarantee that they would not use such things on prisoners at another 'Abu Ghraib?' No, we could not.

And so. It makes things difficult.

No matter how many times already, I have pointed out, that if you make a mistake, and you really are dealing with super-advanced beings, people-oids, as it were, human-like beings except not humans, and you keep this bullshit up about what natural 'rights' we all have, what the primacy of the scientific method is, or how important your way is, compared to anyone else's other way, then at some point, you are going to end up with a * smack in the head. And sure, you think you can see it coming...

This is called 'the Dragon Form:'