'Fight, father. Have you forgotten whose grandson you are?'
...Thus spake the grey-eyed Parthenos Promachos to her father.
And remembering his grandfather Uranus, Ruler of the Universe, the great king of gods and men, slew the last remaining of the primitive Titans.
But the 'earth-born' of those who from the dripping blood of Uranus still remained -, those who were fathered of mortals; some held wounded in their tombs beneath volcanoes, some lingering on high mountains, hidden from the view of most men. And whilst ever their foot would step onto the soil of their homeland, they could not be killed.
Moreover there was a certain pharmakon, from a plant, which would protect them from death...
And an ancient prophecy held that the gods alone could not destroy them, save with the help of mortals.
The plant, whose name may not be uttered, was taken up - all of them and nothing left behind - and kept in the secret compound protected on all sides by the flaming swords of the many-eyed ones who never sleep.
Betcha cannot guess where?
Thus, he whose very name means to give life to all always, took the very lives of the rebellious Titans, and lay in wait with divine patience for those earthly offspring of the ancient Giants - until they at last showed themselves out of pride and confidence that there was none to prevent them from ruling over men, and believing that the gods themselves were dead or had abandoned their playthings forever upon the earth.
Force is mass times momentum.
...Over time.
The 'clever people' cannot see what is going on right now.
Anyone feeling sad and miserable, with seemingly no solutions available?
Governments all want to hate on you, the poor downtrodden peasants, your women have all abandoned you (not Holy Prophet Muhammad's though; more on him later...) - or, if you are a woman, your men all have feet of clay, right?
Follow the example of Holy Prophet Muhammad (salallahu alayhi wa Ali wa salaam/lol) - for he is verily, the best of Mankind.
Was a dog, not a lion; never had a man's head, either.
To each of his ten noble wives, he gave 1 free Lamborghini (to each).
To each of his twenty (or was it twenty-five?) noble concubines, he gave 1 Subaru Forester each.
To each of his fifty noble sex slaves that his right hand possessed, he gave one composite carbon fibre bicycle with a Shimano Di2 groupset (automatic gear-changing) to each.
This is from the authentic hadith narrated by abu Huraira ('father of the cats') and is graded 'hasan' (very strong).
In every Age, there have always been situations in which a group of criminal, very evil creatures, tried to, and more than often enough, succeeded in, suppressing Mankind.
Nimrod did it, it may have been going on in the Mayan civilization, maybe the Toltecs, definitely happened in ancient China four thousand years ago, and it is happening today.
And then suddenly one day - a solution arrives. For you.
Do you imagine that you will be able to tell anyone??
LOL
No. You won't be able to tell anyone.
The world will be falling down around your ears, it will be snowing outside, and cold in most places inside - but your ears will have nice fluffy earmuffs on them, and things will be good for you.
See...
There's a place. No one much is allowed to go there. It's here. On this planet right here somewhere.
But mostly no one is allowed to go there. No 'ruling elites' are allowed - actually especially, they are the ones most absolutely blocked.
What they do, though, is try and tell you there is no one there. And that you cannot go there, and don't bother anyway, because there's no one there, right...
Ragnarok does not mean 'Twilight of the Gods.'
Place the dog on one corner of the lowest triangle, and the many-headed snake on the other base corner. Mind you, that leaves a lot to go, though, doesn't it? Wonder who knows all of them?
In fact, there is no word 'god' in it at all. 'Gudan' which is the Old Norse for what we call today 'a god,' means someone who you 'pour out a libation to' that you 'sacrifice to in order to have a benefit in return from.'
And there is no word 'gudan' in Ragnarok.
Ragnarok means: 'The Fate... ...of the Rulers.'
And Ragnarok also does not mean 'death' of the gods.
For gods cannot die.
Mortals can die, they mostly all do die, and a god can take the form of a mortal - in the same way that a 'world's strongest Viking' is able to lift a car, but if he lifts a Matchbox toy car, does that mean then, that he is no longer 'the world's strongest Viking?' (Since he was 'forced' in some way, to show that he was so weak that he could 'only' lift a Matchbox toy car...').
Did you get the point?
Loke does not die in Ragnarok. He seems to be fighting a mortal battle but nothing in the texts says that he dies.
Odin leaps into the maws of the Supreme Wolf Fenrir - but the text does not say that 'he dies.'
The text says the gods are re-born in a lush new world -, all who 'died' in the old one, as new identities, not even remembering who they once were in the old world.
But some of them, do not die at all, and they indeed do recall everything.
I know who you are.
Braised short ribs. Feed the wolf... He is hungry.
You only don't know who you are.
You have to go the Well of Mimir, to find out.
Some of you do know who you are.
Be, that person. Once more.
You cannot fail this time.
Ragnarok is already over.
Seek the Wolf. Be the Wolf. Odin is in there. His throne is not empty.
The reason they want to talk about 'everything is one' is to hope (in vain) that you don't kill them altogether, since they insinuate they are like you... The reason they make holes in your shell is to invade it with the dying embers of their breed, before the lights get extinguished for them.
The lights go out all right, in Ragnarok. For the embers that are dying.
Recently, Dr Reda Abdel Halim, accessed some electronic scanning images from NASA of the plateau of Giza, and found a large feature, parallel to the Great Sphinx. He says it is another great Sphinx. It is not, though.
Bitters infused sugar cubes.
Zahi Hawas screamed blue bloody murder and declared: 'No! It is not another Sphinx! NASA and Halim are lying. There is nothing there the scale of the Great Sphinx.'
And that is correct, because as I said here over several years now, long before Halim found anything - it is a many headed snake, like a Gorgon. It is indeed not as big as the Sphinx.
I do not think anyone will discover any indications by now that it was a snake-like design.
But you never know. Maybe they will find something that indicates that.
Use the knowledge. It will work for you.
One day very soon, as people drift away from reading here, and everything looks boring, suddenly we will spring something for the 'left-overs.' Who have hope, if not faith, in their hearts.
LOL
We have it all, space ships, landing craft, hot chicks - the works.
No little scrawny ugly greys though.
Well. Not unless you think I'm that.
Still, you wouldn't want to meet me on a dark night, at the edge of your bed, though right? When you thought you were all alone.
According to the general media, a few truckers are having a rally in Ottawa today.
According to me, some time later in the year - in this year - a few hundred people will be holding a ceremony, probably a Summer Solstice Ceremony, out in the Alberta Plains somewhere.
If I Iooked through my local Facebook lists, I could find groups of 'Foodies' right here in the small city I live in, with dedicated FB pages...
Brandied kumquats. What's so special about them?
...The biggest, now that I have come to actually look a moment ago, has 100,000 members.
Some of the people who contribute here to this Blog, and myself, had a small partnership over about ten years, which owned the most prominent restaurant in probably the most 'snob society-centric' location down here, which was namely, in London Court.
We were very successful and I could easily tell you why (the restaurant was successful) but I won't just yet for reasons that might be clear enough in a minute.
So there's a hundred thousand people, who call themselves 'foodies' and they are, no doubt, but what does it mean?
It means they are a social grouping.
If I put out to them same as I recently put out in an underhanded way here, the words 'kumquat liqueur,' or 'small citrus wines and liqueurs' - would it mean any of them would 'get it' either?
No.
In fact I'll guarantee you none of them would have the foggiest clue.
Now I am personally not going to cook for just anybody. Running a restaurant in the day-hours in the city is also not quite the same thing as cooking privately for people you know and trust.
So I am not cooking this week for a hundred thousand foodies, right?
The manager that runs the big David Jones department store's epicurean section gave me some 'stuff' a day ago and we had a nice little discussion about it and about some various other things as well.
If you come to my place and I cook for you, you could end up on the ceiling.
I mean there's only you around the place right now...
And why would you want to end up on the ceiling?
One clever guy recently put it to me, on the investment board: 'Okay so you shorted the market last few weeks and you've got some other things up your sleeve too, but what will you do with the money anyway?'
Good question.
I'm not going to try and teach a hundred thousand people how to crack eggs and make omelettes - they already know how better than me.
...So, you can go to Ottawa, and you can go to the Alberta Plains Ceremony too.
And these things are all about human social groups, gatherings of people.
There's not many people around here. And that's because we ain't a social group. We're just a tiny mixed bunch of a few odd souls, none of whom is actually lost, however.
It's all very very sad.
What will become of the big groups...? Do you think?
Watch out for the bass at the start on this track below - it's pretty loud at the opening. Brazilian carnival style but futuristic techno... Can you imagine a futuristic sci-fi Brazilian Carnival scene?!
Nina Kravis - playing a live set in Dubai, where the rich kids are, allegedly.
Very loud and heavy. This kind of track is usually played just past the middle of a large live trance music set, when the audience is already well inside of a particular BPM zone. This is not the same type of thing - well, actually, it kind of is though - that you can do with food. It's only that one note, that one beat pattern, one sound sample - which is installed right at a spot...
In fact, I'll even tell you where it is along on the video time score - it's exactly at 3:17 exactly.
Oh, and the food.
Yeah. 'Exotic Oriental Aphrodisiacs And Amazing Arabic Talismans.'
Includes the Huangdi Emperor's occult talismans of attracting gold.
Don't bother looking on-line about what the so-called 'experts' are saying about this year, 'according to the feng shui' and all of that. They are telling lies.
And how come? How come they can get away with it so broadly, pretty much right across the whole of the internet?
Wu Tang mountain temple. Nice-looking but it's not really like this now.
Because, the Chinese government pays them to flood the place with propaganda.
Several times in Chinese history, dating back to just over four thousand years ago, when the Emperor Shun took the first such steps - various Chinese dictatorships have banned the shamanic class, including the associated 'witch' class which is linked to shamanism in Chinese culture.
Mao Tse Tung totally forbade the 'Wu' practice in China in 1935 and violently clamped down on it, literally massacring multitudes of ordinary people who tried to keep their ancient traditional religious practices and beliefs.
More recently, the Beijing CCP used its military to invade Tibet and again, violently suppress the Tibetan religious culture.
The Beijing CCP currently uses its state power and finances to maintain a huge continuous propaganda machine against the New York-based Shen Yun dance and theatrical company - which is a group which fundamentally presents the classical, mythological, history of Chinese folkloric beliefs.
Really?! I don't believe it.
On the one hand, you can accept the standard Marxist line that such ideas and even, such religious-based ideologies simply go against the practical politics of Marxist materialism. Yet even so, you could still be left wondering how come you would need to use such extremes of violence to suppress any persisting stories which are already mostly acknowledged as simply fairy tales anyway...
And secondly, there were no Marxists around at the time of the Emperor Shun. So what then? Was he some kind of proto-Marxist, back in very ancient times, who effectively held the same 'down-to-earth,' 'practical' ideas about the dangers of these folkloric beliefs that today's Marxist Communist Chinese hold?
There was no 'industrialism' way back then, no 'agrarian revolution,' no 'revolt of the peasants,' no 'struggle against capitalism...'
You see the thing is this - the modern-day founder of Falun Gong, the background philosophy system behind the dance and theatrical company 'Shen Yun, Li Hongzhi - well, he says Aliens want human bodies for some reason.
At least, he is reported to have said it that way, namely, that 'Aliens' wish to harm the human evolutionary development, or maybe, just the stability of it (because I don't think he believes in 'evolution' as such) - however I frankly don't believe he ever did say it that way, on account he is already practicing a system that is 'in touch with' Aliens. If you go by what the teachings say.
So which actual 'Aliens' is he referring to? The ones he himself is in touch with, or some other ones?
I mean of course he could be just stark raving bonkers, and then, we would not need to be bothered to hunt him down, place large bounties on his assassination, and do a lot of other bad things as well to get rid of whatever it is he is teaching.
He is hardly teaching much more than the old Indian 'chakra' thing, is he?
Ah. But that's on the surface. What is he teaching in private?
Mr FBI man? Are you still with me here?
Luci Romberg, flying again. Stop it, Luci!
Or have you been paid by the CCP as well?
Actually it doesn't matter. Because someone's coming after you and they're going to get you. Not the other way 'round.
What did Mr Li say on the public record about 'advanced technology...?'
But let's not give too much of the game away here.
Meanwhile, I will indeed tell you about the Chinese Year of the Water Tiger.
The ancient Tiger was leading in the hunt to go through the Heavenly Gate first (the earlier one went through that, the higher status you would have in Heaven).
And as it crossed the final river to get to the Gate - believing that it had the strength, the power, the will, and literally everything it needed, to best everyone else and gain its own way and do whatever it wanted (even including against the ordinary people of Mankind), the current of the river suddenly and without warning increased significantly, pushing the tiger off course, and allowing the much stronger Ox ahead.
But even so, the Rat, which was sitting on the Ox's head and had lied to the Ox to get him to take it across the river, leaped down at the other side first and rushed towards the Gate ahead of the Ox.
Dr Chan Hon-chung meets the Queen. This gentleman taught me. But we don't do dancing, or flying, or anything like that. Because those sorts of things are illegal.
Now I will tell you that the Chinese story has been so suppressed that even today most Chinese people don't really know which animal actually got through the Gate - and believe me, Rats do not have the premier status in Heaven!
Right now though, there are 'people' who are not interested in going through the Heavenly Gate at all, and they certainly don't want you doing it either. No. They want to stay here. And they are very insistent on keeping you trapped here too.
You are simply not permitted to even know how to locate the Gate, how to travel there, and how to enter through it.
If you try - they, will not just kill you, they will torture you first and then kill you afterwards.
What are they so exercised about with any of this nonsense?
I don't get it. Marxism sounds dumb to me! Sounds like they are just as obsessed and fixated about stupid things as those they are accusing of being stupid enough to believe in those fairy tale things in the first place.
I mean Jesus, they are fairy tales, and for fairy tales to be true, there need to be actual fairies and everyone knows there are no such things.
This will begin on February 1 this year, and end two weeks later with the Spring Lantern Festival.
Personally I love the Lantern Festival, because I basically grew up with it in a part of the world full of Hokkien and Cantonese refugees from Mao.
This year coming up is in a sense a particularly rare year because it relates to the 'black water tiger.' There are such things as black tiger in real life but they are incredibly rare.
Of course, the internet is full of declarations about what this year will bring and what the nature of the water tiger is and so on.
'Water...' and 'big cat..' Hmn.
Anyway. Forget about all of that. Just make sure you do those things that will bring you good fortune all the coming year!
Eat fish.
Give 'red packets' to your favorite Chinese restaurant.
Wear red and gold.
Watch Cantonese movies.
Eat fish for CNY.
Open fortune cookies.
...Drink kumquat wine.
Man, the things I give away for free in here.
You never saw it though, did you?
I guarantee you absolutely no one got the 'big one' just handed out here.
Well, maybe by now a few will suspect this thing or that, and you might be right too, but I guarantee you won't know why.
'The master, when looked for, cannot be seen, when searched for, cannot be found. He is able to walk through walls and step across thin rice paper without leaving a trace.'
You think that's just lines from a flick though, right?
Eh, FBI? Waddya think?
Just lines? From a movie script?
Keep your eyes glued on these pages, boys and girls, as the Man from Wu, leaving in the early morning, sets out for Shu. in the early Dawn mists, heart like ice. If they ask of me at Lu, say that he has left for the mountains at Tien Shan Pai.
