This Is A Tough One

I have been trying to actually avoid talking about this for some weeks now. In fact, I've avoided it for years here now! Managed to shift over to other things and pretend to 'forget/not know...'

Anyway for me the problem is that my own dad used to correspond with Alfred Adler and Otto Rank (Austrian School psychologists), during one phase of several years, quite a lot. My estranged brother-in-law 'may' still have one or two copies of those letters and I just don't even want to think about the one solitary hand-written letter from CG Jung to my dad as head of child psychology at the Education Department...

Sex slavery, American style.
Fact. Don't try and get away from it!

I was only a very small child at those times, but later on, I came to know Paul Ritter really very well and I guess 'learned' from him. Paul was psychoanalyzed by Anna Freud.

Paul was at the time a very well-recognized in Europe architect and designer, and he was one of the two people who laid the original two foundation stones of the original World Trade Center towers.

But Paul was also a powerfully capable psychologist in his own right, and who combined sociology and Austrian School psychoanalysis with designing and eventually Town Planning. 

He is the major reason we do not have traffic jams here in Perth City, Western Australia, where I presently live. At the same time he made an enormous amount of enemies in government and the judiciary and in Federal politics and bureaucracy. They ended up sending him to jail on utterly ludicrous and trumped-up charges about some semi-government funded private commercial venture. Which I personally believe, he regarded as a real credential for him as a proponent of the Austrian School's general outlook and mentality, and established his credibility to a certain circle of the upper class aristocratic elites of Europe, which remain around to this day without making a large noise about themselves.

It was long after all of this storm and thunder era of Paul's that I really came to know him well, and spent a lot of time with him in my restaurant 'The Manhattan' in London Court, Perth, and up in the hills where he knew some rich people with their 'exclusive private woo woo retreats.'

Bill you might remember Paul. We funded some computers for him. He wanted to, if you recall, establish the 'University of the Terrace' there. He meant 'of the street' literally, being formally run from out of business premises there - and not simply of the Terrace as in the financial district's main financial street: St George's Terrace.

...Of Ritter - think the Nicole Kidman movie 'Nine Perfect Strangers' which in my view is slanderous against the part-ethnic Russian-Australian entrepreneur Michael Edgley and his then wife Jeni Edgley, who is a really fine person.

Spill the wine...

Their daughter Gigi Edgley is a well-known and very successful actress who featured in a cult classic Australian-American Sci-Fi tv series Farscape. 

Anyway, think the movie in terms of people (sort of) and settings and all of that carry on, and just forget the narrative.

What the heck has this to do with what I'm trying to get to...?

Well, there is a lot of violence going on in Durban South Africa these days - the place that revealed a great person, namely Mandela.

It's absolutely impossible to understand 'Nelson Mandela' from a distance. I only 'got it' when I was standing in front of a bronze statue in Sandton Square - which is a replica place of some square in Venice. Really very beautiful, actually. Not kitch or anything like that at all.

Mandela used to get books brought in to him secretly - happens to have been by a relative of someone here, won't say whom unless he lets me, but it's our Bill.

Anyway, a key set were books by the Austrian School psychoanalysts like Freud and Jung and he whose name shall not be said.

These are all very expensive books - they were expensive then and they are expensive now. Most of them were burned by the Nazis early on, and some also by Marxists would you believe.

One set was completely burned by the America government and banned and it became a criminal offense to even possess any copies.

Now you don't need to be going out and buying these books now, because for one thing, they are terribly misleading if you do not have more or less all of them, or are unable to see or grasp the development over time of the ideas being proposed in them.

What's in the treasure box today?

They start out as something important enough, but they turn into something pretty unusual at the end - but the end is not able to be understood without knowledge of all the prior works, and the early works not all that useful without the concluding ones.

I'll give you the complete picture here anyway, so that you don't have to spend atrocious large sums trying to acquire the entire sets.

They are all written in the Austrian language and tone, and although not as austere as the German would be, they have a modern Germanic style and this means - laid out, tense, planned, almost laborious like a car manual but not completely so in this case.

The English language translations are simply superb, frankly.

The translator - and there is one particular one with an Italian surname - has managed to somehow preserve the writer's proclivity for make-up or archaic compound words: contactfulness, pauperization, Chimerical.'

That kind of thing.

Sort of clunky wordings. Bit like mine here often. LOL

Anyway these books say that the social leader of real worth, always ends up being dictated to in what he is 'expected' to be and to do, by his own closest followers - once those followers realize the power of that leader as an individual. ...Which is always a power they do not have themselves as individuals. 

And he explicitly starts out saying this, for instance, about Jesus Christ, whom he says was not necessarily intent on claiming that He was God, or that He had to die to procure general Salvation for the so-called 'Sin' of Mankind; but all of these things, these proposed attributes and aspirations were post-hoc laid onto 'Jesus' afterwards by His followers.

He alters his view in much later works, without ever (and I think correctly so) denying that nonetheless they, the followers, do kill the guy, everything He stood for, everything He did, everything He taught, and they completely mongrelize the message in the end. Although partly it still gets through. How? Well, God, see.

He does stand by his first assertion that the message of one 'Jesus of Nazareth,' was distorted significantly over later years -, and centuries. And this is undoubtedly so.

Afro-Bohemian.
This is a very very
big deal in high status
circles modern fashion.

The point is however, that this Austrian psychologist completely and confidently predicted, as in guaranteed, that someone like Nelson Mandela was bound to have all their achievements destroyed by their own followers. The guarantee is there in how he says it all.

The reason American politicians burned this guy's books was that in them, he put things this way to all modern-day politicians and leaders: 

"Hey. You have a personal sexual issue and a sexual psychosis problem yourself, buddy."

Today, local Zulu guys are taking out machetes and killing ostensibly, 'immigrant workers and business people' and confronting armed police and military - and overpowering them totally.

The Zulu king, the 'this one' Zwelethini, I forget which one, but he does still retain as a middle name 'Goodwill' - is fomenting violent actions himself in public speeches and media-covered comments by him.

Would Mandela have agreed with any of this?

Well, things are not so simple see. These people being characterized as 'immigrant household labor' are formal slaves to the wealthy middle-class community in South Africa... As I mean, actual slaves deliberately brought in by having to acknowledge their own dire circumstances in those countries from which they originate, but there - they were literal slaves anyway!

And when I say 'slaves' I mean sexually as well as in every other aspect of life.

This, is the why behind the wherefore. 'Goodwill' has not suddenly abandoned his Mandela-humanist goodwill towards all other human beings.

Mandela however, up-front knew and openly worked on the underlying sexual dysfunctioning going on in the place - in the Apartheid country.

That is how it ever became the Rainbow Nation in the first place.

Obama, by contrast got his 'Southern accent' from where, exactly?

He was a test-tube experiment manufactured in Ol Pejeta Conservancy in Kenya, arranged to have grow up in Hawaii and then to go to pre-selected schools and Universities in LA, England, New York, and Chicago. 

Where did he get a Southern accent from?

He was not - is not - a Marxist. He is a modern neo-Marxist; exactly the people that burned those books I was telling you about.

What is a neo-Marxist?

The road ahead with the human race,
is always pointing to a future that
most humans never get to, and that's
because they turn down 
streets that the Karl Popper's point towards.

Someone who, like the followers of Jesus and the followers of Mandela, decided to bring out the knives to actually stab people as the means to attaining power.

To 'libertize.'

These people have all the surface sounds and features of 'Christ/Christian' or 'Marx' or 'Marxist/Socialist...'

Obama is an applied-Marcusian.

He knows that a profusion of sexual provocations, serve to reinforce political repression.

It's worth scanning the quotes of Herbert Marcuse and to know about people like Karl Popper - but don't actually go there, or at least not too far in there unless you have a really good life-buoy system.

Popper is the most sinister individual to have walked the planet for a long time and Barack Obama is not far behind him. Popper is the guy, who, at face value, the whole of academia suddenly on a dime, decides to turn 'psychology' out to wander the streets alone in the dark at night, without the relevancy 'scientific testing' to be had about it.

Says who you can't test a psychoanalytic proposition?

Well says Popper and only him. And every other idiot then marched in line, in step.

And why?

Over recent years four major scientific studies on the effects of the substance 'bromelain' were conducted in Universities - and all of them (one other one for a different purpose got through) were powerfully objected to by competing Universities on the basis of 'methodology' and the studies failed at being recognized as peer-reviewed research studies then.

Imperial College London, the leading research dollar grant-funded institution in the world, then went behind the backs of everyone, to the original people driving the four studies, telling them that if they paid them, they could 'get things across the line' for them.

This is what 'peer review' nowadays means.

And this is what the spirit of Karl Popper is all about.

Barack Obama is a liar.

He is not a 'Southern African-American.'

The problem with ideas, especially religious
ones, is: 'is it true or is it not
true?'
If it is true then why go with other stuff
 that is patently not true...?
Why because someone told you?
Did Jesus have actual
sexual feelings for Mary Magdalene?
The Austrian School psychologists
answered this question decisively.

So what would Nelson Mandela's solution to immigrant 'cheap' workers, have been?

At any money whatsoever, would it ever have been to machete someone?

Never. Not at the end of his life - at that time where his ideas and philosophy had been formed by the books he had been reading, and had had the time to fully absorb across the whole of their ideas-span.

Mandela was a violent terrorist to begin with.

Unlike the 'prophet Muhammad' who began as a peace-loving supplicant under more powerful people, but who was able to take advantage of the Persian implosion and the subsequent military power vacuum - if actual real historical 'Muhammad' was indeed this Ilyas ibn Qabisah, the person who was conveying weapons for the Persians - then becoming a violent war-lord (as you do), Mandela began as a violent war-lord, sat alone for 23 years, and read these books whose titles and whose author must not be named; and became a 'Prince of Peace.'

The Holy Prophet was Mandela.

And just like all other true prophets, he was thrown into the gutter, his ideas dismantled and cast aside, his iconography becoming idolatry, and his 'followers' doing exactly what he had preached and taught, against!

A tiny small handful of people snuck through though. And they would have entered through the narrow doorway.

Make sure it is you.

Put down the machete. 

Well, maybe take just one with you...

LOL

Did Jesus have sex with the red-haired Mary Magdalene?

You don't have to go and get yourself killed though, do you? It is 2022, we have had enough time to figure out what the 'human race' is like, what it is all about.

Is Jesus 'Serapis' with His Wine and Bread?

Basilica of the Holy Blood!
Aiyeeeee!

Well?

But then, friends, since you don't believe Serapis was anything other than a creation of the Ptolemys, and these Egyptian gods do not really exist, and of course, certainly not either did Perseus the son of Zeus and Danae - who killed the Gorgon Medusa exist - ah no, wait a minute, he did exist though (Perseus is a legendary historical figure). Okay okay, well it's just a story that people make up afterwards. Right?

Is Isis 'Mary Magdalene?'

The Raphaelites seemed to think Mary Magdalene was Lilith. As well as 'Mary Magdalene.'

But that means, well does that make the French occult thing about 'the blood' and Mary Magdalene have some sort of meaning that they don't want to tell you about openly?

Listen, Jesus, I have to be honest with you, I, I am a bit selfish, I don't really care that much about the 'Holy Blood' story. Is there a 'Holy Money' story...?

Euphoria Versus Luciphoria

Today, I saw the Light.

I was eating some fish (the Jesus connection right here), and suddenly, through a half-pint glass chalice, a ray of sunlight burst through the clouds (it had been raining hard all morning) and the beer glowed bright yellow-gold, just like Zeus descending to Danae.

A dove, which was hovering outside one of the front doors (there are doves there, right Bill Smith...) was going in and out of the sunbeams and making them shimmer in the glass chalice.

Barramundi

I picked up the fork (well, I am involved in the Autism community, so, yeah fork; it's a thing, in Autism, literally is a meme there)...

...Anyway, I picked up my fork and cautiously probed at the crispy fried skin on the Barramundi fillet.

Now see, you guys will have little or even no experience with this. Because not only was it Barramundi, but it had Australian Native Bushland lemon myrtle herbs and spices on it.

Is Barramundi the best eating fish in the world? Well yes, probably it is. What's it like? It is a sea bass which is also a catadromous species (means the whole lot of them do this 'mass relocation' thing from fresh water rivers to the big ocean at a stage of their life cycle). It's a lot like Nile Perch, which is absolutely famous as one of the best-tasting fish species in the world.

But Barramundi is several levels up from that again.

Lemon myrtle is this subtle citrus-flavored, slightly floral spice when its leaves and flowers are dried.

So this big, thick, flaky, white fish is going into my mouth, one precious fork-portion at a time and all of a sudden my head is getting very light and my body is feeling very relaxed and I look up at the screen twenty feet away playing old black and white silent movies and I find myself laughing at some silly gag or other. 

There's wilted green leafy vegetables with quality olive oil, and some kind of cheese and mashed potato thing underneath and at the side of the big fillet of grilled Barramundi.

Do the monks who make this beer - or ale whatever it was - even know what kind of fish Jesus had on that beach there that time.

I'm literally going in my head: 'Hey Jesus, you'd better come back here now man. This fish is just too good. It needs to be shared with some divine being, not just scoffed by me!'

So anyway I know that next time Bill comes up to the city from where he's at, playing around with those people from that organization that does not exist, right... ...I will prolly have Bill with me, and of course, Jesus is invited too. And Mohammad if he wants to show his face.

Bill has a hardback copy of the charming 'Van Loon's Lives' and so, what we are talking about here well, he'll just have to go flip through the pages in that and look ahead to that precious moment when...

...when the Gates of Heaven open, with the dove fluttering its wings above the head of Fiammetta. 

This would be the flame-haired woman that Boccaccio wrote about, and that Dante Gabriel Rossetti (who happens to be English, as you know albeit from Italian parentage) painted as Mary Magdalene, but then, SMH I don't know about this guy - he didn't seem to know which woman was which: his 'Lady Lilith' looks exactly like his Magdalene...

Lilith though, admittedly, according to the Jewish mystical traditions, literally was red-haired and always 'inflamed' although I think in the case of their story this was sexually inflamed and also capable of inflaming. 

So I dunno, Jesus, are you still coming now?

Because I think the very next question to you is going to be, 'Hey where are the red-haired inflamed ones?'

Now. This is presuming our attention has been able to leave from the Barramundi long enough to remember other things.

Outside Florentine walls...

And that is going to be tricky.

Anyway, really, I should have had the Flanders Red Sour Cherry Ale with this Barramundi, and I will do that the next time. Why, was the Trappist beer less than perfect?

Nope. It was exactly totally perfect. But I want to try how the sour cherry ale goes with the fish.

'Eu-phoria' is a being who carries the feeling of perfect wellness to you. 'Lucifer' is a being who carries light to you. I really don't care who comes, and who carries what, and it's fine with me if they both show up and bring both their things, as long as the Tamil cook is still in the kitchen out back there (Martha-nandi), and is cooking the Barramundi and everything else that goes with it.

And frankly, it will be a test for 'Miss Flames' if she wants to turn up as well and try to wreck everything with her silliness.

As for Jesus well, He is going to have to not say anything - at all - and just eat the fish. 

If we see any Sanhedrin or Romans or whatever, well I will shut the front doors and they can all just * off.

If you want to be something in life, and I mean really amount to something, be the frikkin' goddamn Barramundi.

The thing about Jesus that you have to think about, is not that He made the fish 'just appear on the plate' but that He knew where they were running.

And I was thinking about the way the thing swam in the fresh water rivers, and then evaded the crocodiles that wait for them at the mouth at that flooding time of the year, and then traveled out into the big sea, to be caught by some fishermen and then brought back and scaled and filleted and then, cooked. 

And then, only then eaten, but at least it was eaten by someone who can appreciate these things I'll have to say!

This is the flow of life. So Heaven is where, then? Do you know?

Pirate Ship Slips Anchor

A famous Austrian psychologist once wrote that the way out of the exit to this world is found by only very few and most of those people slip anchor like a pirate ship silently leaving the bay in the middle of night when everyone else is asleep.

Otherwise, if people find out that you have found the exit - they will kill you.

There is a reason advanced ET Aliens keep themselves well hidden from the human race generally, and that is because humans will do to them what they do to every mystical thing once revealed: they will make a mess out of it.

Candle flame of the pirates.

So, this thing about the fake witches around everywhere these days and their 'candle watching.'

You watch the candle's flame, and you become the flame, right. Like Zakir Naik's 'if you eat pork, you behave like a pig...' LOL Prolly most of you are not familiar with this internet meme.

How, just how do you 'become one with the flame?!'

It's ridiculous.

It's impossible.

...Don't burn yourself!

'As above, so below. As within, so without.'

The Bible teaches the following: 'The Darkness does not perceive the Light.'

Humans possess 'God' within and God is Light according to just about everyone.

'The repressed unconscious is an artifact of the mechano-mystical.'

You release what is within you and you will have the Devil far greater than the Devil who rules this world and who does so with many restrictions and constraints; you as who you really are - knowing Evil - are totally without restraints whatsoever, once unleashed. That you potentially know Good is just the other thing that you know, it is not the only thing.

If you look at God and become God, then unfortunately, being the creature who knows Good and Evil, it is more than just possible that your exercising Evil will be at the limits of God - which is unlimited.

You are way worse than Satan.

Modern Bohemian.

He is afraid of you and what you might be.

That is why he cleverly has made you a prisoner here, enslaving you and chaining you by force of your own actual will - your stubborn willfulness.

Those who slip the chains - do so late at night, well past midnight.

'Slipping anchor' means dropping the anchor chain, cutting it loose from the ship rather than noisily lifting it up into the ship. Sometimes, the chain is tied to a buoy so that it can be retrieved later but as far as most pirate captains go, well they just let it slip silently beneath the dark ocean.

Super advanced ET Aliens have sound knowledge of the catastrophic and mostly completely terminal conclusions of wars and major conflicts where there is extremely advanced technology available to be used.

There have been plenty of ET Alien visitations here in the past - the Jain religious cultural texts have lots of accounts of 'Vimana vasin' - people who dwell in and then from time to time came out of the space ships residing in the Urdhva stratas, basically out in space. At the moment, ever since a major celestial war, virtually only the maharloka - which does contain humans and humanoids is still mostly intact although almost completely deserted. Thereare three other places that are perfectly durable and that contain very elevated beings - literally the gods.

Humans are gods. That is to say, they are designed to potentially be gods - but that means they have access to complete knowledge of Absolute Evil.

Your 'light' within has to be extinguished - according both to the men who live and rule here, and the Supreme Demonic entity many cultures know as 'Satan.'

Modern Bohemian fashion.

The candle has a flame - so too, do you, have a flame; but your flame is not like the candle's simple flame. It is 'simple' in that it is all-pervading and absolute. It is intelligent, sentient, and full of emotions and feelings.

You can really find such a thing within you. You can see it, and you can see by it, and you can transmit it. It has unlimited powers. Unlimited. It is literally God.

But then, being 'everything' it contains all possibilities without limitation - and therefore, Evil which has no limits. And this is the matter of concern to advanced beings, when it comes to unleashing any such aspects held tightly closed usually, within Man. 

As the flame outside consumes things, so too can the flame within you consume all things of the mind -, ignorance, false ideas and beliefs, tragedies, pain, suffering. And it can go into other people...

Let's say you have a romantic partner, and you are not sure of them, and they, equally unsure of you. They have this position, this idea, and you have that one. Light goes everywhere and mediates everything.

The modern pop 'witch' ideology talks about focusing and concentrating the mind, with the direct implication being that this is the whole point of 'candle gazing.' Well this is mostly nonsense - candle flames flicker around and they are not 'single points' of anything! Even the modern Hindus who claim they are telling you the secrets of 'trataka.' They are ignorant and making up things from other things entirely.

'Trataka' is an erotic yogic technique of gazing in a certain way at someone and then 'tying' them to you. It's virtually nothing to do with looking at lights, or flames.

...If you think you cannot find the 'Light' inside, or see such a Light, you are wrong. It is really there.

Swirl some gold dust into your 'Love Potion' cocktail:

Don't Tell Anyone!

I always add an aleph to my Martini. Hey, without either an aleph or an onyo, it ain't a Martini!

The aleph I always use so as not to * off the JOOZ who don't like it that they stole the whole Bible from the Greeks, and so if you say 'olive' well that's Greek, see, and they don't like it.

Psalm 22 (nobody else on the planet knows this by the way, in case you were wondering) reputedly says "they 'k'aru my hands and feet."

'K'aru' doesn't mean 'pierced' as all the Christians say, and neither can it be something to do with 'lions' (k'ari) like the Jews say.

It means dug at, like as you would into the ground. Into Gaia.

"In the Beginning, friends, Aleph - Tav, and Gaia and Ouranon." Was never ever 'Aleph - Tav,' but 'Alpha to the Omega.'

Greek.

They dug at the material physical body, which was the Gaia part of Human Living Creation. (Today we say 'geology' but it didn't mean actually that in ancient times, just the ground -, but the living Earth, with biological life).

(I beat up on the Jews here a lot because we have really rich Arabs reading with us, so - have to throw them something every now and then).

The absolute worst people, the ones who make the most fuss and carry on virtually hysterically, when 'they' abduct (well, they don't really 'abduct' anyone; it's just that the Earth brain thinks it is being abducted, while the parallel ultra mind knows exactly what's going on and totally approves) - are the women.

Not that I would personally know, right, because I don't go on these 'crewed missions' to pick them up and so on.

Anyway, they scream and carry on and you have to knock them out, more or less, most of them.

And why? Why do they behave like this?

Because they are invested in, heavily invested in, the Gaia part of things. Their whole upbringing consists of endless ideological programming to do with being mothers and having babies and looking after Earth human babies... And they think they 'like' all of that. That is, until they actually do it! With some it takes a lot longer to disabuse them of the pre-commitment to it all, overtly; openly. These guys will hang on to the 'oh yes I love babies' story. And then, you get cases of women who stab their husbands after ten kids, or stab themselves - while all along convincing everyone around them things 'were going great.'

Woman on a train - on 'le Metro' - in Paris.

For most, after the very first few months the reality dawns, then you get all the resentment, mostly the underhanded, hidden, unstated resentment against men, society, even babies and children themselves. 

Which all becomes a huge big paradox and a contradiction that women carry around with them in their adult lives. And then, thankfully, they all go through 'the wall' and then eventually, they die. So all the brain cell memories die with the 'Gaia.'

Except of course, as I have just recently said, there is this strong, powerful, lingering twisting in, twisting up into, the parallel ultra mind enclosed personal 'circuits' of the tendencies produced by the material physical experience.

Getting your daily bread is about those passages in the Bible to do with Light.

Inside virtually all modern era fully human people and plenty enough of the female hybrids (you think I'm kidding or crazy or something, right? ...You people, some of you still actually think I am spinning you yarns here! Hah! LOL Not!), the 'light' of their mind - combined heart and brain aka sort of 'the soul' is twisted up into this knot of social and political programming since way back deep into the ancient past of human history.

And this is why what they all do is try to cheat other people, emotionally cheat people so that they can 'take away' something valuable off the other person, but nonetheless disposable too though, so that they imagine they are going to be able to 'trade it' up somewhere along the future path.

This is how people behave. They don't tell you they are doing it of course, but they just all do it.

You hear 'aura readers' go on about how this person or that person has 'blocks' in their aura, and that it has come from some karma of a past life.

Glow-y in the dark stuff.

The reason you can't get past these twisted up internal mindsets and patterns and tendencies and well, just sheer underhanded deceitfulness - even with clarity of vision, or clarity of words and statements - is because they are so ingrained in that person (all those people). Their 'souls' literally are, darkened in the sense that nothing inside them is without hidden agenda to do with thieving spiritual force and energy. Actually, they like to thieve force, because after all, this is what produces effects.

So in fact, the more you are unwittingly gifted with the ability to use spiritual (mental and emotional) and intellectual force, the more of a target you are.

I was going to play Haliene's latest song about 'Underneath My Skin' and in it are the words 'close my eyes and see a light along my veins' but I'm instead going to play a very excellent work by Jackson Browne which shows the problem very clearly.

Here is a guy, who you can hardly say was not pretty good-looking to women all of his life, and very successful -, tremendously talented.

'Journaling...'
Are you?

He is looking back and ruing certain relationships where at the beginning he thought he loved this or that person - and was mistaken about what he initially saw! It seems as brutal as that what he is saying.

But hey, how about all those people who cannot even look back and ever say that they actually had such outwardly 'fantasy' like' romances and relationships at all??!

They never broke through to the girl on the train, not even the one time.

It's all very well for Jackson here!

He's near-enough-is-good-enough to the 'perfect' example of a guy, of a man, and even he couldn't 'get it right!' What about all the poor others, way down the ladder of 'giftedness' since birth?

God, they must have absolutely no chance at all.

Meanwhile, we have the female of the species, carrying around this atrocious attitude that secretly they love being 'looked at in that way,' but overtly that this is obviously rude and disgusting and such an indictment of the males of the species. 

And at the end of their lives then, what?

What are they looking back and ruing? That they spent so much time thinking their beauty and attractiveness outwardly, physically, was something to do with them themselves? That it was all so really important that people looked at them? At how simply wonderful they were? That maybe they didn't spend enough time 'getting rid of things which didn't serve them?'

  

Old, ugly... ...then dead.

This is 2022.
You don't just get your 'daily bread;'
you get your daily bread, and butter, and
raisins, and custard, pudding.

Meanwhile, up here in our little thingies - we have taken all the DNA bits and pieces and grown them all back up, and now what? You take the same dunce person and confront them with that and say 'Oh yeah you think you wanna go back into here - as you are??'

...As you have come to us now with all of your stupid ignorant, literally insane ideas and beliefs?

Do not hide your light under a bushel.

The witches at least they have this thing, they're smart enough to know that if you stare at a candle flame, and just stare at it, after a while your stupid brain will cease all of its nonsense and insane 'oh but-ing' and if you are really clever, you will literally 'become one with the flame.'

And then, with this tiny weak little 'flame' switched on inside of you, you will encounter the next person -, but Jesus, you think with that simple little light you are going to be able to break through, cut through all of their idiotic twisted up nonsense???!

Which part of anything I have said here do you think is even microscopically wrong or incorrect - or made up?

The reason these slender guys with their long and slender arms, hands, and fingers, wear long cloaks and hoods and coverings when they take punch biopsies of your flesh down and to including some bone, is not because, as some women who have been taken think it's about risks of 'infection' - it's because their skins glow and light up depending on what they are thinking and reacting to what you are thinking and the 'Prime Directive' if there is one at all, is to do with cultural interference.

The human race is far far off from being able to have glowing veins organically just right now, and if they try to do it using implants and that, people will say 'Oh Book of Revelation/Mark of the Beast/Demons/Satanic-Reptilian-Luciferian whatever.'

The only 'beasts' around here are you ya dumb bastards. Meaning, the Pentagon of course, not you you.

Jesus was up on this mount with two of his closest disciples, and he was there with two other figures who came down from out of the clouds, and they all glowed brightly...

'Oh that's metaphorical.' No it's not. That part of the story has never been metaphorical; it is not regarded as, or taught as being metaphorical by anyone. Light. Glowing light. People whose bodies glowed. 

Which bit am I lying about?

Any of it?

At all?

Even at all?

Your job is to practice glowing.

And if you cannot glow, then what chance do you have that extremely advanced ET Aliens will want to come down here and visit with you specifically, and hand over a bunch of their junk...?

Well, might happen though.

You tell me, now, be serious, have I not just handed over to you something to do for real?

Some of you have talked to me about 'as above so below, as within so without' except none of you actually do it.

...If someone glows for real, we can see them from a long way away.

'Oh but my childhood; oh but my karma; oh but my past life; oh but my ugliness; oh but.' Bam! Light hits it. 'Oh but...' Bam! Light hits it. The question is, but what light?

I've given you the practical way, the solution. As Martina Navratilova says 'if you can't see the solution, increase the parameters of the problem.'

Now look at this, and tell me, what will we do with this guy:

 

Je Suis La Porte...

So, when 'La Belle' goes through the magical halls of the castle, past strange magical arms and hands holding up candles to light her way, she goes at first into the main dining hall of The Beast, and she is just too scared to even think about eating the feast that is laid out there for her - and she quickly runs up some stairs, and then along a gallery with curtains blowing until at the end she finds large doors which speak to her (they are magical doors of course):

"Le Belle, je suis la porte de votre chambre."

I am the door to your room.

This is the greatest movie on occult magic of all time ever made, and many other directors, like Vadim have copied it in so many parts.

Cousin (cousine, I guess) on the left,
of
Nicole, Baroness de Rothschild. 

Cocteau, who made the film, was supposed to have been the Grand Master of the Priory of Sion for some time, according to many legends. He was no such thing, of course. Yes he was a Grand Master of something, but not the 'Priory of Sion.'

On the one hand he did seem to provide a factual basis for the myth about this 'Priory' on account that he suddenly gained access to these odd little almost private chapels in the South of France - one in particular which was owned by fishermen, and still is. He used to paint all the inside walls of these places, and they are now effectively museums or at least attractions to a lot of tourism traffic. You will no doubt be aware that Mary Magdalene was supposed to have gone to the South of France, and she is the patroness of the fishermen there to this day.

And it's this implication that she came with vials of blood or something, or maybe even children in the family line of Jesus. That is in no way 'non-orthodox' Catholic teaching, since the so-called 'Desposyni,' sometimes known as the 'Despina' or 'Despini' are well-attested in Roman Catholic Vatican official records and they have archival records of where that family went - although this was for a long time deliberately hidden, the usual narrative being because of major conflicts going on in the Middle East after Constantine. 

But I am going to reveal to you two things.

If you reverse the characters - the roles of the people - in 'La Belle et La Bete,' then you get to this matter of Lilith.

The other tiny little, I guess you could say, 'secret,' of sorts, is that Jean Cocteau's money came from Nicole Stephane, not the Priory of Sion.

The Princess of the Underworld,
according to Jean Cocteau (in 'Orpheus').
This is not Nicole Stephane though,
this is Maria Casares.

Ah but, well, on the other hand still though, this is Nicole, Baroness de Rothschild.

And she was a great film director in her own right, and originally acted in I think Cocteau first film 'Les Enfants Terribles' - but she had a car accident soon after that which forced her to take up directing and producing, and to leave acting.

Cocteau was a great friend too, of Picasso and Charlie Chaplin.

What is the real answer to this riddle of who 'Adam' (the original 'Man') and 'Eve' were, and who the children are, and whether indeed, these must be, genetic experiments following the extraction of DNA literally from Adam to make Eve...?

The Jewish Zohar scholars even say that these angels who 'fell' (none ever did), were seduced not by 'us' (meaning that 'us' ordinary humans are supposedly the 'legitimate' offspring of Adam and Eve; although that simply cannot be true since Eve was not Adam's counter-partner, but actually him himself in a female form!) - but by the Lilim (the children of Lilith).

Now you will note, that pretty much all of everything in every single modern religion around today, always talks about 'things that happened in the past,' and 'things that will happen in the future' - because you either did, or didn't do, something ('good' or 'bad' according to their lists of crimes and sins).

But I will say to you, that you should be able to remember, to recall, at the moment when you were growing from virtually nothing, a moment at which you realized that you were about to turn into a male human, or remain a female).

Your daily bread.
From the rites of Serapis, Egypt.
Haven't got a pic of wine, but that
went along with it.
In Egypt. At Saqqara. During
the time of Ptolemy I Soter, ancestor of Jesus.

Of course, most people say they are unable to recall, and this is only because after the first year, your brain is pushed away from its standard electromagnetic communication vogue, to the matter of using human mouth words and sounds and brain cell memories that are only just then being acquired.

And then, after about two years, most children forget their earlier conscious awareness of things.

You may find on-line still somewhere today, Jean Cocteau giving his 'message to the people of the year 2000' in which he basically declares that all poets never die but pretend to in a kind of a masquerade for the sake of others.

However, however, the point I am trying to get to here - is that there are all kinds of 'people' on the planet right here and now.

So what if some are 'Lilim,' or some are Adam-Eve humans, or some are ET Alien hybrids from very far away?

The point is you should know what kind you are.

You should have a good sense and a feeling, inside of what you are. Be that gene-manipulated from the time of Atlantis, or Dwarka, or 'fallen angels' from Mount Hermon or Babylon (Harut-Marut, for the Muslims here), or just simply 'Adam-Eve' people.

Dogs get the crumbs,
cats get the vanilla 
champagne and lilac cream.
(Goes with the pan-friend
hot melted buttery toasted,
bread).
Thanks be to God.

Nevertheless, spiritually, you absolutely will have been epigenetically affected because of your experiences of this human society - that is, all of them you have been in already for several lifetimes. It is epigenetic because whether you like it or not, just the way you choose to use your actual physical senses is severely affected by your internal experiences...

And, use of your physical sense is, I'm afraid, a physical material matter, not a genuinely 'invisible' meaning metaphysical and woo-woo 'spiritual' thing! In other words if you are always tending, leaning to using some physical senses in certain particular ways and not others, that becomes a material consequence thing, an established material pattern; thus it is actually epigenetic. And the neural pathways, the neural network connections are 100% physical and mechanistic/mechanical. So you cannot say 'not physical;' it is physical. It's just not external.

So epigenetics is a fact and an important fact for humans.

So what I'm trying to say, or rather to finally get to, is that 'moral behavior' must be from the basis of at least having a firm awareness and understanding of who exactly, you are!

Basic ordinary commonplace human law says that if someone doesn't actually know who they are, they are not held fully responsible for what they then do. And often, they are not held responsible at all then!

Whereas all these stupid and completely fake 'religions' want 'you' to behave according to what they list down, what 'they' say and no god has said - I want you to decide right now, in the immediate present, who you are.

Do you know?

Because you could be from the biggest line of evil nasty demons, let's say, and but you behave decently in this life to all other living things. Then what? Who is going to accuse you of anything? Who is going to judge you because of your father? Or the brand of test-tube you came out of? (Could have said 'Made in Atlantis' on it, right?).

Nicole Millar.
Another Aussie trance singer.

Joke: Greeks go to the Gates of Heaven see, and ask to be let in, and Peter says to them 'Oh sorry, you have to be Jewish to come in here.' And the Greeks say: 'Go back inside and tell your master, that when He was hungry on the beach that time, we did not ask Him who His father was before we let Him eat some of our fish.'

This Samaritan says to Jesus: 'Master, please heal my sick daughter.' And He says to her, 'The bread is for the children and should not be cast to the dogs!' (Oh, nasty...) And she says back to Him: 'Yeah but even the dogs are able to eat the crumbs on the floor.' And He goes: 'Erh, hmn, okay.'

After you decide who you are, we will move forward, onto the crumbs. Or the bread.