Showing posts with label death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label death. Show all posts

Sunday, 28 April 2024

Effortless




















 
















 

Friday, 8 December 2023

This Is Your Life











 


Thursday, 30 November 2023

Kinda Like Kissinger Without The War Crimes - Chalmers Johnson
















Some time back I came across a link to an obituary for the late Chalmer's Johnson. I read it and was a bit surprised that the spelling was as bad as mine in places, though I was most curious about the claim that Chalmers was the intellectual equal if not superior to Henry Kissinger. Unlike a lot of people who try to get into Kissinger debates my political mentor Joe Barbera said just 'Years of Upheaval' which is part two of his autobiographical trilogy was the one to read and so I read it in Hua Hin, Thailand.


It's an amazing read not because Kissinger writes particularly well, but because of it's comprehensive detail and let's face it, sheer chronological historical narrative. This is the guy who invented shuttle diplomacy. A German Jew flitting back and forth between Tel Aviv, Cairo, Riyadh, Damascus and Jordan. Then there's the Paris peace accord with Vietnam, Soviet détente, and secret trips to Peking in preparation for Nixon's visit, the oil crisis and so on and so forth. Truly remarkable times.



I disagreed with the obituary, though I've had to change my mind. If there's one video worth watching from Kissinger's political bender, this is the one. It's all there and most troubling for me, an emerging understanding of why the Euro was plummeting against the dollar, as the empire makes it's last-gasp efforts to hold on to the past. I urge you to watch this. Chalmers Johnson is in a different intellectual league to Kissinger. A man able to delineate between the expedient thing and the right thing. Something Kissinger isn't qualified to comment on. 


RIP Mr Johnson you were a great American patriot.


Update. I wrote this a long time ago and since then I learned that Watergate was about stealing the same Компромат as Epstein used on the Deletes. I also didn't mention that Kay Griggs, wife of Colonel George Griggs, Chief of Staff to General Al Grey, Commandant of the Marine Corp (Cherry Marines) testified that Kissinger raped a male officer in Cambodia leaving him mentally shattered. If you look at Kissinger's preposterous 'beard' and wife, it's all there. That's their humour. How and why would you believe a tall and elegant lady would marry a homosexual dwarf?



His real name was Heinz and the OSS picked him up in Germany after the war. No doubt another double agent like George Soros.

Update No 2 - I was reminded on Facebook that it isn't impossible that Nancy Kissinger was a, he-babe.






Monday, 14 November 2022

Hillary on 9/11 - Memorial Service - 2016






Men occasionally stumble over the truth, but most of them pick themselves up and hurry off as if nothing ever happened - Winston Churchill.

Back here I mentioned I'd removed the previous header image, relating to Hillary as I thought the topic was understood by a few researchers but not mainstream acceptance.

The subject of masks, doubles and ahem.. clones, are widely ridiculed in the public domain, but it's up to a person's eyes-to-see, and mind-to-process the subject.

I believe Hillary was executed on the 9/11 anniversary filmed above in 2016.

Naturally that will make me an object of ridicule, but the links are the argument, not the statements made herein. 

Use Logic

Thursday, 19 May 2022

Leon - Wednesday 18 May, 2022







Leon Benjamin passed away this morning, after a viciously short illness.

Leon and I were connected for many years on our socials, and even when he wrote to me about my mother's terminal brain cancer; by the time it was all over for Mum, I'd completely forgotten about Leon and his messages of support. He persisted in getting to know me despite my confiscated influence on social media due to deplatforming. 

Those are always the best people. The one's who couldn't care less about your status.

I had the privilege of getting to know Leon when I moved back to the UK. He loved my writing and wanted to get me involved in work. We'd never met in real life, so after writing an Amazon proposal for him, he was excited about some of the ideas I put forward and he wanted to meet in real life to talk about working together.

I was broke so I needed support from DWP for train tickets (Hi guys, I know you read my blog) to travel to London, and they agreed and then reneged on their promises without telling me on the three occasions I was given different criteria, to prove our meeting was professional.

Documenting it here and for over two years on my journal has been recursive. Nobody in the civil service has ever had the time to read the full extent of what I've encountered, but an ombudsman, a lawyer or a jury are obliged to read the evidence in full and will surely understand that repetition of obstruction is by normal evidentiary standards proofs of conspiracy - a very serious accusation in the civil service. 

Senior colleagues gave assurances, so I agreed, to drop all complaints and moving forwards, if I'm treated without prejudice, that's the end of the matter. 

However if further obstruction returns, the onus is your side to explain random re-upload requests of the documentation I provided thrice,  to prove it was a business opportunity meeting Leon in February this year.

Three months after that meeting, and a nameless agent apropos of nothing, and demonstrably provable irrelevancy, reposts my original five files with no feedback? I didn't raise this matter with your superiors recently, because it's trivial compared to the provable obstruction. That doesn't mean it isn't documented.



Leon always talked about meeting, but he was a very busy guy so to secure the deal, I had to be a bit pushy with him. I finally got an appointment and while I was waiting at The Granary bar (St Pancras, my old stamping ground), he messaged his train was delayed and I flippantly replied 'that's OK, I'm drinking champagne on your tab 😎. '

When he arrived, He asked where's the champagne, and when I explained I was only joking, he said let's have some champagne and I ordered a bottle of Veuve Cliquot, which he only touched one glass of, as he was technically an abstainer.

It was a lovely afternoon (just a perfect day) and Leon was glowing with health, humour and vitality. When we departed, Leon was convinced he'd find another project to work on together as the proposal I'd written had fallen through due to standard corporate changes of strategic direction. All that documentation is on my UC journal and as mentioned, was for no reason re-uploaded a few days ago.

Leon and I were more than just similar. We both knew why we're here and the price we must pay. He was mixed international and we shared Maltese genetics. Most of our conversations were metaphysical so that's why we needed to meet face to face in order to cement any possibility of working together.


Leon knew I was unemployable as a targeted individual, but he didn't flinch at that, and I pray this sudden illness and even quicker demise is not connected to me (it wouldn't be the first time).

There are only a handful of people in the corporate world who can execute consultant project management at a C-Suite level and still inform everyone they know and care about, what is really going on, when the entire corporate-narrative-world is lying about vaccine efficacy/mortality/toxicity, masks and lockdowns.

Leon was man. A real one. 

He told me to my face he couldn't give a fuck about upsetting anyone in the world as the only people he cared for were his family.

You are not gone for me Leon. Your uniqueness left an indelible change on my heart, as it did with many who met you.

In these days it's almost impossible to be a great family man, a truther and high level corporate consultant.

You showed the world how to juggle all three masterfully.

Update: The funeral is on the fifth anniversary of my mother... i have no words

Sunday, 15 May 2022

Roe vs Wade




The abortions-are-magnificent crowd (including The Lancet), demonstrating how captured the most prestigious (i.e. all) institutions are,  will ordinarily be unfamiliar that the story was fabricated with whopping lies.

Thing is though, I've noticed that they're also incapable of changing their minds which were formed (in the main) not by themselves independently. It's futile hoping for any sentiment of intention to think about things when presented with new information.

It occurred to me lately that this lockstep solidarity to political correctness must by reason be dogmatic. Where does that dogma come from? Who says what is correct? How is PC zealotry telegraphed to the avowedly 'politically correct' in these fast evolving times?

The answers are perhaps obvious though less obvious is that the stance of the antidote to PC is Political Incorrectness. Not Mao's Little Red Book or Das Kapital or Teen Vogue... incorrectness is what the individual decides must be a stand against the latest BS which is so offensive it manifests an unavoidable and visceral resistance to the go-along-to-get-along path of conformity and groupthink.

Abortion is a tragedy, but it's also food for a small controlling group.

Norma "Roe" McCorvey bitterly regretted how she had been manipulated, and spent the rest of her life advocating for birth over murder. I too regret, all these decades later, that the fait accompli I was presented with back in time, could have been averted if I'd been more mature and clear sighted.

It's too late.

Saturday, 18 July 2020

Hollyweird - Obituary




It's been around 9 years since I first learned about the degeneracy and concentrated evil that props up Hollywood, or Hollyweird if you wish.

I had an inkling I might see the fall of the magic machine in my life. I hoped that would be coupled with exploding consciousness of the heinous practices that permeate the military, industrial, scientific, congressional and entertainment complex, but it was never a sure bet, and it has been a lonely journey.

Soul crushing for the greater part.

That's all changing now, and while it wont be on the horizon of mass media consumers, it will soon be on their doorstop and impossible to ignore.

I dedicate the Zapatilla track above to Hollywood and more importantly their unconscious consumers who are entertained to death for a wee while longer, as the gravity of how it really works sinks in.

Sunday, 27 January 2019

Qandeel Baloch - Death of a Social Media Star in Pakistan





Probably the best half hour documentary I've seen in a long time, if not ever. 

I often see the same zealous mind control in Pakistan as I see in Israel. In this case it's the Mufti madness, whereas in Israel it's the IDF.

Qandeel Baloch, real name Fouzia Aseem, managed to run with the ball, arguably further than any Pakistani woman since Benazir Bhutto, but like her forerunner, she paid for it with her life.

26 years old and a most remarkable woman.

Thursday, 8 June 2017

Death - It's a Part of Life


Yesterday my mother passed away peacefully at Southampton University Hospital after battling brain cancer for the last year and a half. I couldn't be more happier for her now that she is at peace and released from the struggle to draw breath. I want to thank all of you who have been so kind and supportive. You know who you are.

Thursday, 25 May 2017

Death - A Part of Life





Many of you know my mother is dying. There's a small chance a miracle could happen but sensibly speaking I just try to enjoy every minute I have with her.


I have noticed that many people I'm connected to through social media, are also going through a lot of grief, worry or bereavement connected to this subject and so I want to share some knowledge that may help.


I've found my past research into the Near Death Experience (NDE) subject as well as personal experience through entheogens have helped me to embrace a much more open minded view of the subject. Reality is a lot more vast than our sliver of electromagnetic frequency spectrum can convey.


Jay Weidner's 'Infinity - The Ultimate Trip" is a helpful documentary if you're struggling on this front. You can buy the movie here.



Thursday, 7 November 2013

Into The Abyss - Werner Herzog




Into The Abyss is a death row documentary. It's about White Trash Americans who never had a chance to really escape the superficiality of a life where stealing a car for a day or so is the most braggable value they can achieve.

Capitalism needs a layer of society like this to recruit for their wars. If they have no interest in dying for rich men abroad then there's little else for them except to use as prison bait, so richer folks can always have something to demand more security and greater victimisation of poor people. It's very profitable to exploit fear.

There are truly touching moments in this documentary. It's a view of America that isn't shown by Hollywood which focuses on programming people to aspire to superficiality.

Friday, 1 November 2013

The Real Bangkok




A little bit morbid in subject matter, but The Guardian have made an outstanding piece of film, that captures my favourite City in the world, in a gritty but elegant way.

This film of Bangkok, connects with me more than any of the bland upmarket shopping malls and consumer-lifestyle marketing images of Bangkok, that focus on superficial cosmetic beauty. 

I know many of the places where this was filmed, and understand the main character talking without the subtitles. He's in a reflective mood that isn't easy to capture on film with Thais that don't know you. It takes a little time before that unguarded talk comes out.

Yet even in it's worst light this creation is powerful filming for me and a reminder of how much I love the people and the city.

Here's my attempt to film the Bangkok I see.