The Old Wine Of Atlantis

You may, or you may not - know that a certain very ancient tradition endures down to this very day, in Santorini, which relates to the clothing of the Atlanteans.

Although the actual odd few fragments of ancient texts describe the particular but very beautiful azure attire as being 'robes' - which were drawn about them when the embers of their fires had died down, and joining together in a circle, they offered up prayers to their father, who was the god Poseidon... ...today, the tradition obtains to the so-called 'flying dresses' of the women of Santorini.

The trident symbol.

Tourists travel there nowadays and photograph themselves on top of hills, wearing those dresses whose skirts are extremely long and flowing, and billow like sails in the breezes.

The dresses themselves are quite expensive and there is in fact a small industry which thrives on merely renting the dresses to those who wish to be photographed wearing them.

What you may also not know is that the actual ancient beliefs about the people of Atlantis was that they called their destruction upon themselves, during these late night gatherings, because the basis of their prayer was that the gods should destroy their society and Empire, should any of their rulers ever depart from the standards handed down to them by their father.

Additionally, another aspect is that their attire was never meant only for women as a glamorous colorful thing, but their whole society was evenly divided between male and female - so much so that they had erected figures of male figures and female figures to represent the gods, whom they regarded as having utterly evenly-shared roles and power.

Another and a more important point, is that it was never intended that the Atlantean people should disappear completely, and in fact there are classical Greek texts which lay down some of the names of those families who survived.

The 'flying dresses of Santorini.'
Look it up online, if you don't
believe me.

Interestingly, many of these families make up the traditional founder families of the Republic of Venice - who also 'voted themselves out of existence on a single night' when Napoleon entered their city-state.

The self-destruction, or apparent self-destruction of otherworldly identities is of course contained in the Christian story, but again, this is another story whose underlying intentions and future expectations are not at all described in the modern narratives.

For example, there is the famous scene in which the main figure states that He will not ever again drink from the fruit of the vine, until He drinks again with all of his friends...

But that is not exactly, not precisely, what the text wording in its original Greek actual says.

It says: "I shall not drink of the fruit of the vine from now on until I drink it 'kainon...' with you all again when the Kingdom of my Father (again this appealing to some divine ancestry) comes."

Kainon does not mean 'new' as in the simplistic way most of the translations say 'new wine;' it means novel, and unprecedented.

Unlike the moral lesson implication of the destruction of Atlantis, in which the events were on account of the bad behavior of its rulers, the religious wine rite story is to do with something new and good -, but so good that it is unprecedentedly good!

There are Atlanteans still around in the world that you know today. These individuals are well-aware of the destruction of humans which is made inevitable in certain circumstances. 

But they are also well-aware of the moral lesson implications of the benevolently new and unprecedented - because that was the whole point of calling down the intervention of the gods onto their own society when it had turned away from its previous - as Plato calls it - noble nature.

What became of the Venetians who 'disappeared' themselves as rulers of their own state during the time of Napoleon? They had committed no crime on their own account and were merely choosing to hide themselves from the violence of Napoleon and the spirit of the age that he brought with him. Unlike in the tragedy of Atlantis they were not at all 'wiped out' as such.

The original owner of the Chateau Margaux and its estates and wineries, Elie du Barry, was executed in the French Revolution.

It is wise to 'disappear' from injustice and violence but certainly, it is not always easy a thing to do.

As the world proceeds towards a very full and final destruction, perhaps it may be that those who have long endured all of the vicissitudes of human history, will 'evidence themselves' to some...

Because it shall not be that everyone is destroyed. Just that most will be.

Some of you, may survive. And you will need powerful friends.

 

     

 

Psyops Can't Do What We Can Do

Psyops can do a lot of things.

The US Navy's 'Tic Tac' video was officially released to the public by a statement from the Pentagon in April of 2020 - three years ago.

Notwithstanding that the video itself was taken in 2004 albeit there had already been many of these sightings and visual recordings taken but kept highly secret.

I'm sure that those of you who are leading very active working lives must feel that it is almost impossible to schedule with any degree of exactitude and control, just 'casual' meetings with new people, but where you have been well-rested beforehand, were properly groomed and dressed for the occasion, and had enough clear brain-space to communicate dynamically with anyone who is in every respect a perfect stranger.

I mean who has time for all of that these days?

There are bills to pay, family members whose needs require to be attended to before all else or at least alongside all other things, car parks to locate, tanks to fill, things to file, phones to activate, batteries to charge, problems to sort...

And in the back of your pressured and aching mind, there is this 'fable' about a Destiny Wine...

LOL

Naturally, the good thing goes onto the back-burner, while the stupid nonsense is all attended to and it has grabbed all of your attention to the detriment of your own personal life and well-being.

Well okay fine, that's your choice about how to live your life.

No one's going to stop you. The whole rest of the world is in fact encouraging you. To be stupid and comply with their agenda.

A couple of friends of ours from  a group of old ex-military guys mostly, and who run a 'non trivial'-size pension fund - just today posed the question 'Is the whole Alien thing just a psyop.'

They should know, they're all 'connected.'  LOL

I guess the thing is they have heard all the insider drumbeat about it and still want the direct personal proof and evidence (those that are not already 'read in') - except my issue with that follows on from the line I started out just now about: how are you going to assess anything properly or correctly and with a clear and balanced mind, if you're so under pressure you cannot even find time to make a dinner meet-up with some hot San Diego Warrant Officer.

Sure you can watch the San Diego 'Tic Tac' videos... 

That's because that's a 'come-and-go' thing. You watched it when you had a spare moment or two, in your sleepwear. Not in your tuxedo.

...But you can't 'accidentally' run into an ordinary proper human 'arrangement.' 

'Accidentally' means make a big plan and carry it out

You can plan a war in the Ukraine (and * that up royally), and manufacture a marketing stunt video for the mug public back home about penetrating seven miles into the Russian lines, but you can't organize an actual penetration (aka *).

Nobody conducting the standard media and public narrative about these potential ET 'UAPs' has firmly given an assessment (and that would be an official assessment that is) on what the purpose of contemporary Alien activity around the place is likely to be. 

A few individuals like Robert Salas have underscored the connection between nuclear missile sites and UAP activity - but that has not gone into the wider official line anywhere. Certainly David Grusch never suggested it in his recent US Congress testimony.

Psyops cannot realistically 'manufacture' a time-line of actual events though, in such a way as intelligent observers would be misled about the broad clues.

Just the girl with coffee...
You remember from last time...

This place where you are, as all of those who have been here a long time already know, is where you will get accurate information before it unfolds as 'incidents' and 'events' in the world.

At the present moment we are trying to constrain ourselves to your life and your life's 'events to come,' however - and not indulge in wasteful discussion of the events pertaining to the 'world stage.'

The 'world stage' is not important to you vis-a-vis who is being invited to the intimate dimly-lit wine supper where you might be the dish of the day.

At the moment you don't have enough personal time to yourself to gather your thoughts, arrange the roses, dress for dinner, and hail the cab because you will not be driving yourself home - or to wherever it is that is decided the meeting adjourn to.

You don't even know who you are going to meet.

Hey. Listen silly. The facts are there staring you in the face.

And because they are obviously there, you are missing the entire point of it all.

Julia Phillips was the first time any government psyops re ET Aliens was pushed into the wider public setting, and designed to influence the mass of the general public. 

And even she and 'Predator's' author's dad J. Allen Hynek, knew enough about something about what was going on to include the big 'sound' and 'music' scenes... They just never fully got their head around the why.

And that's because the why is so elevated of an intellectual piece of territory, that if we laid it all out here, sooner or later you would have the so-called big-hitters of public science, like Kaku and deGrasse-Tyson turn up and try to mediate what was being divulged in order to serve their professional interests and the interests of their professional backers - which is: all of academia, all of the standard mainstream government and Pentagon upper levels -, the echelon of effective power, so to speak.

Her Instagram
page caption for this
pic is 'Told y'all Aliens exist.
I've been here all along.'
Could be her own 
private psyop thing, but
'sadly' - it's not!
Not really.
There's a point to it
that you just don't get yet.
...She's in the video below.
Which was more than five,
maybe ten years ago.

What makes you a totally appealing person to a really hot table companion?

Right now you're live such a boring life, such a dumb stoopid boring existence it's no wonder ET Aliens are not getting in touch with you!

They are not stoopid.

And they are not dull.

You are not stupid either, but you're being stupid, because you've been sucked into being that.

What makes you think, that just because you need them, need their super advanced technology and powers, that they will just show up for you just like that because you demanded with nothing to offer back in return.

It's fundamental that humans always demand in all of this, right?

People ask: 'Why don't they just evidence themselves! Is what the government is doing just a giant psyop?'

Well of course what the government is doing is a psyop!

They are in no better of a moral suasion situation than are you, or have you been up till now.

They cannot make themselves appealing to ETs.

How would they do that?

You, on the other hand, have a very big chance of doing it. 

And in thinking about what you might do, it will soon enough dawn on you what they are doing (IE here) at all.

It would be that others could easily also be doing commercial versions of 'psyops' too (it doesn't need to be government all the time that does that) - except that in this specific case the time-line doesn't fit with that conclusion; the time-line doesn't explain how they were 'there' before anyone else was.

You just still don't believe it.

But you will. Because by-and-by you will be compelled to believe it. In fact not just believe - know.

Locating The Great Wine Partners

Gestin is (not was; is) the Sumerian Goddess of Wine. Hebe is the Greek wine-cup bearer to the Olympian Gods. The wine both of these two bore to those favored to drink from their offerings was ambrosia - a liquid that gave eternal youth to all who drank it. Even in the case especially of Gestin it should have been ordinary wine, but what she bore was called ambrosia.

It is unavoidable that you should pour a libation to the Goddess of Wine before even attempting to find anyone to join you in the ritual of the Destiny Wine.

A Spencer Hart watch.
Spencer Hart has found 
a place in today's Savile Row.
He's a designer.
He does things as in the
olden days.

Only a foolish person would think that the gods do not exist and so ignore the most fundamental politeness towards them - especially when it comes to these sorts of matters.

The thinkers of medieval times wrote about and actually drew pictures describing the reason why one always saw the tops of the masts of ships first as they approached from the horizon line, before the rest of the ship appeared: they held correctly, that the Earth was curved. Nobody thought that it was flat. Only the ignorant people of our own era today suppose that medieval people thought differently.

Such contemporary people are very naive and neither have read the works of those thinkers of the past, nor have understood the depth of the knowledge and the wisdom we all should have inherited but mostly, have not.

Today we do seem to have better instruments, better and more refined and scaled up, and scaled down, tools.

So many things are better, and seem better - except the wisdom which ought to have gone along with these advancements is simply not obtained in the wider human society and population across the planet.

Before you go to the 'pay for' text on Amazon/Kindle about wine - the liquid that is a Destiny Wine - you should read about water first. It's free and it's available here:

The Drinkable Inks Of Venice 

When you have read and absorbed that, things will start to become more clear for you...

The Destiny is the end; it is the literal end-point - it is Eternal Youth and Life.

How can that be?

Because it can be, that's why.

It was so in ancient Sumer. 

...It is the heart and soul of the meaning of that impressive scene in EWS in which Kidman is lectured on the merits of reading the poet Ovid. 

Buy yourself a Tabarro Venizia. Whether you are male or female makes no difference. You must have one of these. 

That kind of attire in the pic on the right here is not a tabarro, but it is very typically Venetian, with its silk brocade and Tyrrhenian lilac or purple.

We have discussed many times in these pages previously the real reason that people wore masks in medieval and Renaissance Venice - and it was not, as modern history says, because of church clerics wishing to disguise themselves during the wild events of Carnevale, although that could have been so in some instances no doubt at all.

Everything is always 'hidden in plain sight,' when it comes to occult matters of the human race.

Destiny Wines are occult adventures.

In plain sight, just a girl
with her coffee.

Because this is where you will encounter the gods of wine.

Thyone. Semele. Demeter. Osiris. Neith - whose priestess was Joseph (of the Bible)'s wife Asaneith ('of Neith'). Gestin. Dionysus. Hebe. Ganymede.

Wine is a very complex matter.

You cannot walk the winding streets of Prague, or slide along the galleries of Venice or slip into the alleyways there - once the fog sets in - and truly know your way about or easily find your way out on your own.

Like the planet, life is curved space...

When the ships approach, you will see their masts first.

Take a hold of my hand now.

We are about to, once more, go into the fairy stray...

But first, read the text on water and flavorings, and herbs and spices and many other things.

Then go, and select the best red wine that you can find and that you are able to afford.

And come back here soon.

For we are about to enter strange territory.

You did not expect that, did you...

And you will see into the shadows.

Now the shadow lines are drawn;

All pathways different but they meet;

Awaken, you who walk into the shadow world, for in the Shadow World the Shadow Lord is King;

And Fate for you a rusty iron gate.

***

Read on.

Advance.

Take the plunge into another world altogether.

We are awaiting you here.

Your true friends are in here - it is still yet only morning, and you cannot drink at this hour:

Lost World Of The Paris Salon

It was one of my father's grand aunts, the Countess Greffulhe, who held one of the last great Paris 'Salons' - places at which the good and the great, and the very wicked(!), attended to pay court to their benefactrix.

Today, it is still possible, with some research and elaborate planning, to arrange to attend one of the rare few such things around. There is certainly, the Apartment 26 in Melbourne Australia, and there have been from time to time quite large gatherings at the upper floors, but not the very top one, of the Macquarie Hotel in Wentworth Street, Sydney. These are all strictly the province of a very select group of attendees always.

Some European vineyards
have tasting halls that are
literally in their own
art galleries and museums.
Like this one in Portugal.

But you might be able to find a way in - as Dr Bill Harford did, in EWS.

If not for the Countess G., and her money and foresight, modern radio would not have been developed as it did do. She was a benefactor of that research.

So much for the military R&D budgets, whether black or open, of the US government. It has not done anywhere near as much. Alfred Loomis financed the nuke, not the US government.

I have just come from participating in an energetic discussion among a group of mostly retired US military people, on the vexxed subject of what it is the government might be doing with all of this current 'UAP' nonsense. 

It is hard to get people out of their standard perception of the world, and have them look up and/or out at what goes on where the cash is, where the rich folk are, no doubt where also the rich privileged brats are too.

I suppose it is far too hard to have people accept that Musk and Zuckerberg are minnows when it comes to old money.

And that consequently, being minnows, neither do they have 'old knowledge...'

There is so much pulling on people's attention these days - you must do this, you must watch that, you must believe so-and-so.

Maybe it was ever thus, but today, the pace involved is tremendously high.

How are you supposed to enjoy yourself?! LOL

It will be midnight and you will be at first
all alone when you meet with your 
'wine partner from the stars...'
Not really, I just like the color of
the pic! 

The great wines are destinations, not journeys. They are not 'discoveries;' they are end-points.

It is ludicrous to expect that not having taken on all of the great knowledge of past figures of human intellect - the early geometers and mathematicians, the writers on morality and then later on on psychology - suddenly you can be a reliable analyst of the interaction of Mankind with an advanced Alien civilization, for instance, even should such a thing decide to openly disclose its presence to the world.

The US government's AARO - the face of the government's narrative about what it is encountering - ostensibly would say that it was at minimum, a venue via which Alien encounter could be officially logged and looked into. 

But I say some small private rooms upstairs at the Wentworth Street hotel or in Apartment 26, is the actual place where you will meet with the true existential meaning of human destiny vis-a-vis ET Aliens.

Why would anyone suppose such creatures have no interest in the greatest Australian cabernet sauvignons, for example, or that they are not and could not be charmed with afternoon tea cakes by the same token? But that they are interested in backward (from their standards) US military anything??

You all talk about technology a lot as if to suggest it is the be-all and end-all of the human race's ability to progress up the Kardashev Scale.

The US government is not going to solve the riddle of ET Aliens any time soon.

I put it to you however, that neither is the simple instance of ET Aliens coming here and evidencing themselves clearly and obviously going to necessarily solve the moral equations of advanced society; that all advanced societies must deal with and resolve in order to endure.

These kinds of brands will never
 let you down.

I further put it to you that if someone (as I am now doing) tells you that you can be extremely wealthy and materially successful in your natural life (living a full and complete normal Earthly lifespan) by accessing the great knowledge of people of the past and feeding that through the filter of today's technical systems, and that this will in any case take you to the 'Enoch' square in the game of life - then you have a choice as to whether to continue to believe that the US government's or any government's narrative on Aliens and UAPs is more significant, practically-speaking, to you personally...

Or whether that this place right here is more important.

I will show you Aliens; have already done that many times in here.

It's up to you decide the logic of continuing down a senseless track of worshiping and glorifying death-dealing 'technology' instead of diligently following the trail the Daedalus of the ancient past already laid for you, that leads you out of the maze of human mortality: you either live, or you die.

The Western God-story already made a template - from basic liquid to complex substance; from death to life. That template is important and it is morally correct and significant.

'Technology' in the hands of governments and the military just means death to someone. It doesn't mean life and it doesn't mean progress.

You think we have been on some linear path of Evolution and progress and development.

We have not. It is Cain and Abel today, just as it always was. 

This is non-linear domain stuff.

After this will be a free
(and it will be free) 'account'
of a very challenging
aspect of meeting
super-advanced 'people.'
...I always call them
just - 'people.'

 

Human life is a non-linear domain reality thing - it is not 'just' a matter of someone living so and so many years on this planet.

You follow this nonsense about the US having crashed craft or remnants of such things or that they have accurate intellectual understanding of advanced Alien beings and you will end up where these things of governments and rulers always end up.

You go with me and you might find that you get the shock of your life.

But it's an exclusive affair. You cannot give this kind of information out to the general public, principally because it is really true, that a person must have gone through all of the steps of attaining the knowledge that you could say begins with Pythagoras and Parmenides and goes through Newton and Planck but also includes Jung and Freud too.

It's not that 'the world' cannot handle 'the truth.' Or that the great religions will materially suffer if the truth were completely known. It is that no one has the time to devote to what is absolutely vital and necessary to know, and that most people do not care (about those things) anyway.

The reason we stick little stories and accounts and narratives here about meetings with Aliens, is to avoid showing those meetings! Because that would be premature given the necessary pre-knowledge required. On account of what I said in the paragraph just before this one. WTF would happen, can you just imagine, if such visual recordings were shown widely on-line anywhere!

But if you read, you are potentially the type of person with the intellect and the time. 

The time to study.

Stars exist, that is existentially obvious. It is an obvious fact. There are civilizations there - that is existentially (logically) probable or possible and plausible. But if there are then they would have been there for 'a long time.' aka 'A long time far far way' - light years. 'Mortals' cannot go there.

This means you either stay inside this linear trap that is the standard human race or step out into the non-linear domain in which 'you' can certainly travel to far places and return if you wish. 

Is this all too strong drink for y'all?

Looking for kind of weird gray-skinned scrawny ugly creatures as representatives of some advanced Alien species is just showing no respect for the magnificence of what the human organism is, and/or certainly could be.

Don't come to me with your 'prescriptions from medicos!' LOL

Jesus heals, bro. Doctors take your money. Be honest with yourself here.

Come To Your Place

We go where we feel that we fit in.

We go to fit into wherever we feel we are part of the scene, or want to be part of the scene; ought to be there.

There are definitely one or two people here who do not want to talk about spirits and alcohol and all of that good stuff - because for them it ain't so good!

It takes them to the edge, and then they go over the top.

At the same time we have to realize that almost since whenever it was way back in ancient history, god-only-knows-where - maybe Persia, maybe somewhere else - alcohol was already employed as a means of opening doors to the deep mind, and even from then it was acknowledged that 'the way is steep, the path narrow, and the risks of falling off the edge ever present with the seeker at every step.'

And, as the classic Chinese vertical scroll calligraphy says: '...What is there at the top is fairly ordinary, the temple itself not so austere, the monks not particularly holy, and it is even that the steps up turned out to be not that many and not that difficult to climb after all.'

So it says...

LOL

However, 'when viewed at from below -.'

How is it that all the religious systems seem to think we all get to drink wine in the Gardens of the Paradise of Heaven, when we cannot do it and get away with it here in the mortal world?

So okay people are not that great on self-control in the face of the massive visceral forces of strong wine and powerful experiences.

I do not consciously know where people reading here 'are at' in their lives - I could guess but it's not the same as someone individually telling you directly what they want to say, if they even want to say anything at all, about what they feel about how life is proceeding and progressing for them right now.

When I personally look back in my own life I find that there were at least one or two instances very early on in which I felt that I was doing something at odds to the way everyone else wanted to go - and that it did feel as if it was 'socially if not wrong, then distinctly contrarian.'

An instance was being one of hardly three official members plus the Club President at a University 'Film Club.'

I feel very privileged to have lived 
in a time back when there 
were print rooms, of real newspapers, or print-setting halls, as
they were termed - and to have walked through
some of them although not as any kind of
worker there. 

Happens to be that the Club President - Colm Blake - was also the chief of our (literally was this too btw) Oxford Union Debating Society's associate membership group for our far-way region in this part of the world. The main person in the local society who actually debated at Oxford was who turned out to later on become the Deputy Prime Minister of Australia -, Kim Beazley.

So there I was, late into the evenings watching Roman Polanski's Fearless Vampire Killers (or Pardon Me But Your Teeth Are In My Neck), sometimes no one else in the small cinema - knowing and also sensing and feeling that this was not what people thought we smart people should have been doing when the Law Books in theory at least, ought to have beckoned.

Being somewhere 'wrong,' doing something 'wrong.' And knowing it.

Look - you do not know what is there in the 'for-money' texts that we link to here regularly.

'The Destination Wines.'

What is in there is the same kind of thing. It's 'wrong.' 

Some people will certainly think it is sinister.

Society won't like what you are reading, most people will hate it, most will not even understand it - even at the same time as we have made it clear that these things are some of the ways that we raise funds for the Autistic Employment Project being run from out of the Joint Primary School Campus here in Western Australia.

Worthy cause? Doesn't matter. No one much cares. The texts are sinister.

But you might, if you 'went there' - to the texts in question - find yourself with this sensation of a chill going up and down the back of your neck: not supposed to see this, definitely not supposed to believe any of it, definitely not supposed to be changing your life on account of anything you have seen in there...

Who would possibly believe, in any case, that this is from where 'the door' is actually being opened?

The door. That door.

This used to be the entrance to the 
main city newspaper in my city, and
where I have been through many times
when the typesetters were working 24/7
in the main print hall.
Is a wine bar and restaurant now.
A good one but still, not a newspaper.
There are no newspapers left.
There's this Blog...

 

Virtually empty dark cinema. No one else there. They all have too much 'important' stuff to be about. 'They' meaning the rest of the world.

What I hope for you though is for you to be able to sit in your favorite coffee spot (or wine bar), with your eReader or other 'device,' whatever one that is, and read, just read - knowing though that you are doing something truly meaningful while everyone else is 'working hard' doing all the right things.

The metaphor of turning water into wine is not just any simple metaphor.

For one thing, the wine that was 'made' in that story was not some cheap table wine for everyday use - the wine stewards declared it to be the best wine.

And those people were not just some ordinary wedding party officials and guests - this was an event at whose attendance was this guy, whose uncle was called by the same name as the family of Cleopatra and who owned a mansion in Egypt. Well this is like me saying I stayed at my uncle's mansion in London, and that my uncle's name was 'Windsor.' LOL

These wine stewards knew what 'the best wine' meant.

A great wine is at first instantly enjoyable. And then it becomes pleasurable.

But one does have to have a feel for when it becomes the case to say to one's self 'I'll keep these moments now for the next occasion.' Or abuse the beauty of the experience and just decide to indulge on to the subsequent points of severing consciousness of the world, things around you, much of the past in your immediate memory, but also dulling and distorting your senses themselves so that not much can be relied on to be relaying truthful experiences to you.

A great wine, the best wine -, takes care and a long time to make. Molecule by molecule it has gained in strength, nutrients, sugars, flavor, color, texture, form.

How came it to be that even a god, was able to 'suddenly' in nothing but a moment, imbue the miraculous wine with all of the time, that goes into the making of a grand wine in our standard human reality.

Because it cannot be that the wine stewards mistook the wine they tasted for something which would have had to have undergone much growth and development and the forming and constructing of dimension - but which in the 'miraculous reality' of the case in question, was simply nothing more than the frivolity of a genie's blink.

We cannot reduce great miracles to nothing more than frivolity.

To arrive at the destination, means that you acknowledge the great moment -, and the moment's greatness.

If you keep reading in here, in these pages, you will find out for one thing, the way to attain the company of great wine supper partners.

But it will be a miracle, and moreover will even seem like a miracle.