Almost EVERYTHING we have been told (and are still being told) are lies . . . the sooner that humanity admits that it has been duped, the sooner something gets done about it . . .
Saturday, May 25, 2013
An Ignorance and Denial too Vast to Measure
Smoking Mirrors
It has slowly dawned on me, over recent days, that I am assuredly in the
wilderness. I'm seeing things I haven't seen before. I've been to a
number of web sites, places I have been to many times before and it is
only recently that I see the lists of all the names that contribute to
those sites. I never see my name there. I am not a part of that vast
alternative community of writers, who have made the necessary
compromises to receive that alternative community stamp of approval,
which marks them as upwardly mobile; part of the lecture circuit,
traveling to different universities to speak on 'alternative political
and social matters'. I am in my own section, a section that contains
only me. I ask myself, is this due to my unpredictable nature? That
could hardly be it, except in some few cases where it was more than the
environment was set up to appreciate. Shiva routinely has these things
occur, I shouldn’t be surprised to find myself in similar circumstances.
We are all incarnations of some aspect of the invisible. How else would
it make its appearances? If I've learned anything from that, it's that
one should be careful which angle one makes their appearance from, given
whatever the state of the world may be at the time. Some roles are more
tolerable to the environment. There's less attrition. Still the payoff
does vary and we haven't seen that end of it yet.
Depending on who you listen to, you might hear pretty much anything and depending on how you are disposed, you might believe almost anything. I am an optimist and I don't want to change. This sometimes means that I have to accept, dispassionately, the necessity for certain things to happen to certain people because that's what it's going to take to wake their asses up, even if that means their asses wind up composted with the dead leaves of a departing age. When I, rarely and occasionally, find myself in the comments section of one website or another, like Bill Maher's blog, or any number of places, where the great (formerly unwashed) uninformed may gather, to anonymously joust and call each other names, I am... uh... uh; you know; I can usually find whatever word I'm looking for. Usually, I've got many words to choose from to say most anything but... when I witness the spectacle of incomprehensible dumbasses, at this point in time... at this point in time, still waxing ignorant of what should have long ago dawned on even household pets... I am left stunned! Aghast! Somehow those words are just not adequate to the needs of what needs be said. Is it possible for people to be so... so fucking stupid, through such a length of telling and damning events, which should long ago have stripped them of their capacity to believe a single thing being said by a single person, in any position of temporal authority in the Israeli occupied United States, Israeli occupied Canada, Australia and many parts of Europe? Yet... yet... on those rare occasions, when I find myself out there in some part of the unreal world, internet wise, I read living, literal truth that there are people, apparently quite a few people, are ever so much more ignorant than there presently exist devices which can measure it. It's what you would call, 'off the gauges'.
It has slowly dawned on me, over recent days, that I am assuredly in the
wilderness. I'm seeing things I haven't seen before. I've been to a
number of web sites, places I have been to many times before and it is
only recently that I see the lists of all the names that contribute to
those sites. I never see my name there. I am not a part of that vast
alternative community of writers, who have made the necessary
compromises to receive that alternative community stamp of approval,
which marks them as upwardly mobile; part of the lecture circuit,
traveling to different universities to speak on 'alternative political
and social matters'. I am in my own section, a section that contains
only me. I ask myself, is this due to my unpredictable nature? That
could hardly be it, except in some few cases where it was more than the
environment was set up to appreciate. Shiva routinely has these things
occur, I shouldn’t be surprised to find myself in similar circumstances.
We are all incarnations of some aspect of the invisible. How else would
it make its appearances? If I've learned anything from that, it's that
one should be careful which angle one makes their appearance from, given
whatever the state of the world may be at the time. Some roles are more
tolerable to the environment. There's less attrition. Still the payoff
does vary and we haven't seen that end of it yet.
Labels:
911,
consciousness,
reality/llusion,
Zionism,
zombie nation
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Sheeple
The Black Sheep tries to warn its friends with the truth it has seen, unfortunately herd mentality kicks in for the Sheeple, and they run in fear from the black sheep and keep to the safety of their flock.
Having tried to no avail to awaken his peers, the Black Sheep have no other choice but to unite with each other and escape the impending doom.
What color Sheep are you?
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