Death Eats War

Imagine a metaphysical plot so insidious, so long-standing, so woven into the very fiber of our DNA, so hidden in plain view that we boil in it all day every day without any self conscious consideration of its impact on our lives or our very souls...

Imagine that evolution, in general, has been, for billions of years, influenced one way or another, organism by organism, species by species, genus by genus, family by family, order by order, by a host of intelligent forces so complex and powerful as to appear god-like. Imagine that these forces functioned and function still beyond the perception of our immediate senses.

Imagine that these forces are divergent, with agendas at variance, vying for various commodities within the consciousness of the evolving beings. Perhaps one faction seeks to cultivate certain properties within a species, while another faction seeks to cultivate opposite properties within the same species. Perhaps those factions struggle for control of a given species toward the cultivation of their preferred traits.

Imagine if the survival of a given species may be credited, in large part, to the benefic support of invisible forces. Imagine if the extinction of a given species may be credited, in large part, to the malefic opposition of invisible forces.

Imagine that humans are the crest of the evolutionary wave and represent the fruition of countless eons of supernatural influence upon responsive genetic material mainly through the agency of thought. For to manipulate the mind is to, subsequently, manipulate genetic expression. Consider that genetic manipulation is the manipulation of the substantial foundations of life expression.

Imagine that from the dawn of human history the ferocity of the battle for the human mind intensified to a degree that specific interventions occurred amounting to power grabs by one side or another. For imagine that, generally speaking, there are forces that seek to enslave and feed off humanity, as humans feed off the meat and milk of cattle in a stockyard, and that, simultaneously, there are forces that seek to uplift the human mind and biological organism to ever increasing levels of comprehensive scope and expression.

Imagine that there are humans enlisted by both supernatural sides to function in the world toward both ends. Imagine that those that serve humanity's evolution toward self mastery are those that have encouraged the collective over the millennia toward health, happiness, compassion, love, kindness, creativity, and peace - in essence, life. Imagine that those that serve humanity's degeneration toward slavery are those that have encouraged the collective over the millennia toward disease, immorality, hatred, selfishness, misery, and war - in essence, death.

Imagine a fraternity of darkness, whose sole purpose is to perpetuate ignorance, famine, war, and disease, by consistently and nefariously undermining the needs of the human collective through its cultural agencies. Imagine a fraternity of light, whose sole purpose is to perpetuate science, nutrition, peace, and health, by consistently and tirelessly supporting the needs of the human collective through its cultural agencies. Imagine that most of this struggle occurs invisibly, but much of it occurs at government levels.

Imagine that most wars are orchestrated, most famines are manipulated, most diseases are cultivated, and that most stupidity is calculated. Imagine, for example, a sinister fraternity, called the Brotherhood of Death, whose German incarnation, the Thule Society, produced Hitler, and whose American incarnation, Yale's Skull and Bones, produced the first and second Bush presidencies. Imagine that this Brotherhood of Death could be traced back to Orcas and Pluto (death) worship in ancient Babylon and Greece. Perhaps most war has been organized for the purpose of mass blood-letting, in the tradition of human sacrifice, to feed supernatural forces that live off life-force. Imagine that the humans that work for these forces appeal to primal, tribal memories in the human psyche to enlist young men primed for the sacrifice.

Perhaps the gods sort through their bones, eat their anima, and multiply accordingly...

Does this sound crazy?

The Non-conspiracy Conspiracy

A Lil’ Wayne video released just two days before the Aurora massacre features a woman dressed in a black feathered bat costume and skeletons seated in a movie theater.

There are 13 skeletons (count them) in the scene described, not 12, as is being widely circulated. The camera pulls back to reveal many more skeletons than the 13 in the close up shot. Twelve were killed during the shooting, but this point isn’t worth belaboring. The general theme is eerie.

Alex Jones’ website Infowars states:

“As has always been done, the powers-that-be (probably even higher than the owners and managers of the Universal Republic Records label) stipulate certain scenes that absolutely have to appear in videos for them to be funded. This is all part of a ritualistic satanic “spell” they try to cast that offers the public a hidden reveal before an actual event takes place, a form of predictive programming… This, in effect, “sealed the deal” and supernaturally charged the ritualistic sacrifices that took place making them all the more powerful.”

The director of the video is reported to have tweeted, "It's just sad that people try an associate a tragedy to a music video that was created by having fun nothing more," director Parris tweeted. "I'm not that deep or sick to put cryptic messages in my videos purely art and entertainment."

To which I would respond, “Oh yes you are Mr. Parris… We are all that deep and cryptic... We just don’t know it.”

It occurred to me in my earliest forays into philosophy and fellatio that what is far more disturbing than a grand conspiracy is the lack of one.

What if all these coincidences that we ascribe such vast meaning to, are simply that? What if there is no grand agenda for good or ill? What if there is only chaos and our frail attempts to organize it? What if this happens first in our heads as desperate, scrambling free association in the mind, and second, socially, in our frantic fraternizing and affiliating? I’m neither denying nor affirming a grand conspiracy. I’m simply questioning the synchronicities and their value.

I will take this a step further, because I have personally seen beyond the veil and understand some things about patterns and prophecy. What if the video’s director was inspired by the same muse that spoke to Holmes? What if the coincidence is the result of a spiritual frequency that both Parris and Holmes tapped into and created artistically and literally through their respective mediums? Perhaps Parris accidentally prophesied the tragic events that would transpire just two days later.

Then again maybe Lil' Wayne's bizarre video was merely the subliminal wake up alarm to set Holmes, an FBI mind-warped sleeper, into action (like River in the film Serenity). Or, more likely, maybe Holmes just got the idea from the video because the day of its release he sent a notebook to his university containing scribblings of stick figures being shot and a written description of an upcoming attack.


Who knows... Maybe someone out there does, but isn't it a little more unnerving to speculate that no one may?

If we are all connected; if we are all linked into the same noosphere, populated by memes and memories made increasingly easy to access and cross reference in our information age; then the video may simply be a testimony to our unity and not, as some would posit, proof of Satanic puppetry.

The video is for a rap titled “My Homies Still” and the lyrics that correlate with the skeleton movie theater scene recite: “I’m east side, them haters nodding going west. My niggas pumping so much bass, motherfuckas going deaf. Weezy F, I’m eastside, my niggas Sean from the west. My niggas pumping so much bass. Yea… Uhhh… Young Mula… Truk your girl…”

These all seem to be quaint colloquialisms regarding respect for Sean Combs and brand recognition. Try as I may, I cannot extract any other meaning from them than this…

Borrowing Bullets

The FBI, the CIA, or simply liberal political agenda has hit two birds with one Holmes in the wake of the Aurora theater massacre. (I won't call it the Batman Massacre, as it's melodramatic and unfair to Batman.) Firstly, they have attacked the 2nd Amendment. The media declares with woah, "We victims of our own Constitution... he obtained those weapons legally..." Secondly, they have attacked our platform for communication about it - the internet. "We victims of an unregulated web... he learned how to make bombs on that there uncensored internet..."

With the recent U.N. Agenda 21 and with CISPA passed in the House of Representatives, the Aurora shooting could just be perfect for turning public opinion in large favor of gun prohibition and a highly regulated internet. This is happening now, while Americans bop to Carly Rae Jepsen's "Call Me Maybe", gape at the latest caped crusader suckfest, or beat off to amateur porn. Pick your favorite distraction. 


Meanwhile cops in Anaheim are shooting kids and moms with rubber bullets... oh, and we're about to fight a likely needless war with Iran. 


Watching the victims cringe and cower in Anaheim got me to thinking, "What the hell is wrong with people?"


The answer came to me today when I was put on task investigating the secret life of Gandhi. Gandhi, like Jesus, has become a symbol of the efficacy of pacifism in creating cultural change. The stories of these "great men" have become the symbols of a generation of cowards masquerading under the guise of spiritual superiority. I mean, Jesus... the Christian symbol is a cross - 2,000 year old electric chair equivalent. We've been told the high road is one of voluntary suffering before we knew America existed.


Problem is, these mythological figures don't exist. For the straight skinny on Mohandas K. go here and read it all. As for Rabbi Yeshua (aka Jesus), it's looking more and more like he was Essene, and that group was zealous as "get out", as demonstrated by the immaculate temper tantrum in the temple described in Mark 11:15–19, 11:27–33, Matthew 21:12–17,21:23–27 and Luke 19:45–48, 20:1–8.


Nevertheless, we humans can find justification for any flaw we're packing, be it our rage, our lust, our ambivalence, and, well, you name it... 


Now I'll cut seekers some slack (cuz I happen to be one) and say that I believe there are genuinely well intentioned narcissists out there that have bought the turn-other-cheek Brooklyn Bridge and are begging to be ass-raped by the authorities so that they can feel smugly superior. But this isn't about them, or me, or you... It's about US and the U.S. So stuff your pictures of Jesus and Gandhi or whatever Molech you  pay homage to on your living room sofa watching Dancing With the Stars. 


Grab your credit cards and max them out on ammunition at your local Walmart while you still can. There'll be a poetic justice in it soon.