I wonder what it is like to be a lover of life-squashing. Or enjoying the chill of boiling frogs.
Like this one CIA program among so many others You see, because life means so little to them, and power so very, very much. But it’s not about the CIA, this is so much older, so much deeper, so much bigger, and sadder, and harder, and simpler.
Because too many are too disengaged. The opposite of love is not hate, it’s apathy. It’s “I don’t know what to do, and . . .” Nothing. Let’s stop there. And have lunch. And get back to life as we know it, which is just bloody rosy as hell.
The sun will come out tomorrow. Little Orphan Annie. Perhaps Big Daddy Warbucks will tuck you in one more time. Pray on that.
You know, if you’d just get them before the age of 3, your mind control would be so, so much more simple, and effective. Just ask Mengele.
Could you be a member of a cult? The whole family thinks you’re crazy and making up lies about the absolute perfection of our existence! And being a bully to boot! #scapegoat
You refuse to see gray, insist to paint all white, well, what other choice do you give me, in this pre-conditioned slave paradigm?
But, what happened, oh so wise ROOSTERS?
A trip-up in your programming?
So very trendy now, I wonder why, and how?
Never happened. All normal, mass illusion, Disney programming, all in good fun, laugh along now . . .
Or just continue to sleep . . .just dream . . . All suits us very fine . . . .
Nowadays asking ‘what is evil?’ is a lot like asking ‘what is food?’. Folks in the modern day seem to have lost their sense of what evil actually is, just like they think Twinkies and Doritos are real foods just because they consume them, they think evil is an equally nebulous category based on shifting and subjective preferences.
This is not true at all. Evil has an objective definition and it is that which is against life. When something is struggling for life, and a person is deliberately trying to squash that life, that is evil. If that life-squashing is an enjoyment to that person, well, maybe we could call that evil-doubled.
None of us are innocent of all evil deeds, no doubt. But accountability is a requirement if we are to grow as individuals and as a culture. It should not be a question if a 300 pound adult sitting on a child as a habit while she kicks and screams and he is finding this amusing is abuse or not. If you are watching while this happens and do nothing, you are allowing abuse to happen, which is also a form of abuse. Hurt people go on to hurt people.
Hate the sin, not the sinner. Good advice? I certainly don’t wish to paint everything black or spread hate or seek revenge or tarnish good names, but I am really beyond the continued whitewashing of evil. I’m no saint, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to give evil a free pass and a sugar coating to boot.
Just being a good provider does not make a good person. This doesn’t mean throwing the entire character of the man under the bus, it means, learning from his mistakes. It doesn’t mean excusing him because he too was abused, it means facing all the evil and abuse of generations and ending the cycle at last. If he were a truly good man, that’s exactly what he’d be wishing he’d eternally be inspiring his family to do. That’s what it means to be a good person, not fun stories coated in marzipan for the benefit of ‘feeling good.’
Painting the world in rosy tones or blinding neon per your preference still does not mean there’s no rot in the cellar.
We need to get the rot out of this country. And that means we all need to grab a bucket and a scrubber and get to work in our own lives. And that means looking at the rot all around each one of us, the rot we were handed as children without our consent, living in a hostage situation as all children are, and cleaning up the Stockholm syndrome of our own upbringings.
Really? This is ornery? I thought, silently. Because all I did was call her out on some clear bullshit, in what I consider my usual unusual fashion, which had never garnered that word before. Anyway, I don’t consider it an insult. Especially now.
*Bad tempered, combatant* she meant. Stubborn, common usage. Actual meaning: You don’t fall for the usual bullshit I’ve been programmed to dish out.
”I don’t understand, ornery?” (me: 19th century: variant of ‘ordinary,’ damn my studies.)
“You’re no Basic Bitch!” Oh, maybe it’s closer to my studies than I thought.
“Basic Bitch?” Google: airhead, trixie, fool does whatever her man say.
OK. Great . . . thanks?
Now, this not-so-basic-bitch is supposed to feel bad because you’ve committed suicide? Guilty even? We all could’ve saved you. We tried! Not hard enough though, right?
And an Instagram post is how we are informed of our required response?
So now we are programmed to be grieving. It’s tragic. So beautiful, so young. Don’t speak ill, oh no, not now, not . . . Ever? So . . . Innocent?
Rest in peace, my almost friend, no fool for you, may you never try again.
Psychic Vampirism, please, look it up.
The longer you forgive and forget, the longer you’ll get played.
Honeybees know the value of their venom, they give their lives for it. We know how precious is the value of the honeybees’ venom, understanding it as both cure and poison.
In natural healing bee venom is used for all sorts of cures, a number of them painful.Honeybees can be merciless, even to each other, for the ‘greater good’.
What did I find today outside one of our hives but droves of drones, those are the males, kicked out by those bossy female workers who clearly decided they could no longer be supported. They will also kill and replace an unproductive queen without hesitation.
And me, being the opportunistic and cunning human that I am, collected these evicted dead bodies in order to make Podmore, considered an exceptional traditional medicine used to cure all sorts of ailments.
Quite unknown to American beekeepers, I wonder why, considering its value? Could it be they don’t like the thought or action of collecting dead bees? Podmore
This reminds me of another big related beef I have with our current cultural climate: Weakness is not a virtue.And neither is positivity.
I like the way Micheal Tsarion just put it in his last podcast, because I think it’s spot on. Our Prozac smile culture is in a “regressed state of animated autism.”
Optimistic bias undermines preparedness and invites disaster, according to sociologist Karen Cerulo.
In Barbara Ehrenreich’s 2009 book, Bright-Sided: How the Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America, she underscores how hard Americans have been working to adapt to the popular and largely unchallenged principles of the positivity movement, our reflexive capacity for dismissing disturbing news, whitewashing tragedy as a ‘failure of imagination’ and relentlessly spinning suffering as little more than a growth opportunity.
While in fact I am writing now out of a spirit of sourness and personal disappointment, unlike Ehrenreich according to her intro, I nonetheless find much value in her final paragraph: “Once our basic material needs are met—in my utopia, anyway—life becomes a perpetual celebration in which everyone has a talent to contribute.But we cannot levitate ourselves into that blessed condition by wishing it.We need to brace ourselves for a struggle against terrifying obstacles, both of our own making and imposed by the natural world.And the first step is to recover from the mass delusion that is positive thinking.”
The bees know.
One of the very many things that fascinate me about the bees is that the Freemasons so covet it as a symbol.I can imagine there are many reasons for this, most of which will probably remain a lifelong mystery to me.
At some point the bees simply refuse to adjust any more and they swarm, this is a natural, healthy, cyclical process, which most American beekeepers try to avoid at all costs.
We seem as a culture to abhor natural processes.
As cruel as this is sure to sound, could it be that maybe swarms and cullings are natural processes for humans as well as bees?
My new honeybee hero and virtual mentor: Dr. Leo Sharashkin!
Well, I have already exhausted my resources as far as well-meaning advice from the indoctrinated, ignorant, and ill-informed. Bless their hearts.
How do we secure our future on the wee homestead where we intend to retire and eventually die when weather terrorism masked as global climate change is wrecking havoc on our livelihood and general disposition and ability to constantly adapt?
Well-meaning advice: More insurance.
So we pay for more insurance so that business in the skies and in the criminal cartels we’ve named governments can continue as usual? But that’s not racketeering?
How do we protect the land and our personal commitment and calling as individuals when the states and communities are taking guidance from compromised institutions attending to steering committees of agendas far, far away from where we call our home? And, by idiots, no less.
Agenda 21/2030 aims to abolish private property under the guise of ‘sustainable development’ and EVERY Administration in this country for decades has been on board with this U.N. program. Including the CURRENT ONE!
Typical reply: That’s a conspiracy theory.
Really? Because, they have a f-ing website, moron! Pardon my f-ing French. Just a bit testy these days. Don’t mind me, I’ll just pour me another sherry.
Apparently the economy is brilliant, according to the Trump-Train.
Well, I believe that, believe it or not.It’s elementary to me by looking at our own expenditures of the Crazy-Train Spring 2019.
Because health care costs are ridiculous:
$3,700 for emergency room visit, 5 stitches to Handy Hubby’s hand.His first on-the-homestead accident/injury. Ridiculous health care costs thanks to insane policies of multiple administrations. Thanks, Corporatocracy! Great job at outrageous cost.
$4,000 new roof, thanks to increased weather modification/manipulation in our area, Geoengineering being ramped up thanks to widespread approval by the Trump-train.
$200 and counting for acupuncture treatments thanks to electricity surge on new electric meter that fried my shoulder something awful over 6 months ago. The garden is neglected, the household, too, my bad. The Trump-train loves 5G tech, bring it on! Yay!
4 days lost paid work for Handy Hubby, who had to take vacation time to normalize the homestead after manufactured ‘tornado’ dropped at least 2 dozen mature trees on our property, a half-dozen right around our house. Oh, but we are so blessed, none hit me or the house or the critters. Silver lining, brilliant!
Two weeks before that was baseball-sized hail, that meant $300 on a new windshield, that had just been replaced.
And all kinds of folks and communities around our area of East Texas are spending loads of $$ on damages of their own.Markets are thriving!Thank you, sir, may we have another?!Houston is promising to be a well-spring of endless catastrophe revenues, brilliant. I bet Trump did that! Or, fairies?
That’s including exciting and constant weather whiplash all year, like a weather rollercoaster at Disney Land, resulting in no pear crop this year and a complete lost effort with many other crops in the garden that go straight to seed from the constant fluctuating temperatures. Hurray!
Common sense alert: no crops thrive in weather whiplash! (Don’t rain on my parade, bitch!)
We can no longer afford the delusions of this economy. We are downsizing. Most of our meager holdings will meet freezer camp, unfortunately, as we come to grips with survival mode.
Let’s all enjoy our eternal non-inflation in the fantasmagorical Trump economy!
From a leaked Wyeth Pharmaceuticals internal memo dated August 27th, 1979 to Mr. Larry Hewlett from Allen Bernstein, Wayne quotes regarding the DTaP vaccine, which was the one that caused his child’s injury:
“After the reporting of the SIDS case in Tennessee, we discussed the merits of limiting distribution of a large number of vials from a single lot, to a single state, county or city health department, and obtained agreement from the senior management staff to proceed with such a plan. . . allocation of stock to distributions centers is designed by lot number in a manner designed to leave the maximum variety of lot numbers in great valley, and marietta to serve substantial orders. Managers and DCs carrying average inventories of over 3,000 packages, approximate, have been requested to advise FSRD of any orders exceeding 2,000 vials. FSRD will then designate shipment by lot number, furnishing additional stock as needed.
So basically what they’re saying here, is they noticed that their vaccine was causing SIDS in a small geographic area, so rather than recall the product, what they did, was a specific lot number of this vaccine that was causing SIDS. So they split it up and sent it around the country to different geographic areas, so that it skewed the data.”
If this is surprising to anyone, perhaps you will recall this company was later in hot water over another lawsuit, according to Wiki:
A “whistleblower suit” was filed against Wyeth in 2005 alleging that the company illegally marketed their drug Rapamune. Wyeth is targeted in the suit for off-label marketing, targeting specific doctors and medical facilities to increased sales of Rapamune, trying to get current transplant patients to change from their current transplant drugs to Rapamune and for specifically targeting African-Americans. According to the whistleblowers, Wyeth also provided doctors and hospitals with kickbacks to prescribe the drug in the form of grants, donations and other money. A US House of Representatives committee, led by Rep. Edolphus Towns is investigating Wyeth for these abuses.
Why are the same poison-pushing corporations still thriving despite repeated lawsuits and public complaints?
According to Wayne it’s a vast conspiracy of the darkest order. As difficult as this is to digest, I agree.
The end game feeds the technocracy agenda—create the ideal synthetic man—‘save’ man from his emotions, make him satisfied without messy human interactions and a better worker/civilian/military automaton, craft him using crazy concoctions into a useful tool for the cybernetic age.