MIND GAMES: Losing Identity To The Hive Mind – By Rosanne Lindsay — RIELPOLITIK

Good read!

Folks don’t see how very aligned to the hive mind our populace has already become.

I was conversing with some older ladies recently, they consider themselves to be Republicans.  One was sharing her experience of living in Singapore—how strict the laws were, how clean and proper and ‘civilized’ it was, how strict the fines were just for littering.  “You certainly can’t criticize the government!”

This was unanimously considered a good thing among them.

Source – naturalblaze.com – “…The hive mind plays out in hive society as groups who petition the State for rights: gay rights, women’s rights, immigrant rights, a Parents Bill of Rights. People beg the State for permission without realizing the State can neither grant nor abolish ANY rights. Rights cannot be transferred from one person […]

via MIND GAMES: Losing Identity To The Hive Mind – By Rosanne Lindsay — RIELPOLITIK

Adjusting to Insanity

“The world is your playground.” 
Translation: Anyone can spray anything they want right over your house and garden, for any reason whatsoever. They don’t even have to tell you who or why or when.

Nestlé can divert your town’s river and Monsanto can sue you for magically yet inadvertently and unwillingly using the wind to pollinate your corn with their seeds’ pollen.

The world is your playground as long as no one else wants to play where you’re playing or anywhere close by.  Grin and bear it.

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“You live in the land of milk and honey.”
Addendum: Milk, ultra-pasteurized, and honey filled with glyphosate, brought to you in toxic containers, that you pay for, and then pay to ‘dispose of’, then pay to detoxify disposal area.  You’re welcome.

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“Jesus loves you.”  His love will save you.  If you surrender to him obediently.  Don’t ask.  Brought to you by: King James.

Love conquers ALL! Brought to you by: NAMBLA (North-American Man-Boy Love Association)

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“Uncle Sam wants you.
That is, f
rom cradle to grave, in his schools, on his battlefields, suffering in his hospitals, working for his corporate affiliations or his militaries, paying him taxes for the right to work, eat, breath, marry, breed, poop and die.

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Don’t worry, be happy.
That’s an order.  Now, repeat. If that doesn’t work, repeat in front of mirror.  If that doesn’t work, repeat in front of mirror 10 times every day.  If that doesn’t work, repeat in front of mirror 10 times every day, with the help of this pill.  If that doesn’t work, meditate.  Hormone therapy.  Or there’s always yoga.  A social club.  A new hobby.  A face lift.  A lover.  An ashram.  A guru.  Divorce.  New job.  New career. Move to the country.  Move to the city.

Fake it till you make it.

All the world’s a stage.  Shakespeare said that.  He was actually a they and they were a team of lifetime actors and social engineers.

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GEO-ENGINEERING: ‘Full Spectrum Dominance’ & Weather Modification Technologies — RIELPOLITIK

“And on and on the article lurches from “explanation” to “explanation”, all of it sounding very “scientific,” and with but one end in view: to make people grasp at “climate” change, and that it is all “human-caused.” What they don’t want to talk about is which humans are causing that change. And therein lies the rub, for the omission from the discussion of geophysical engineering technologies – of which weather modification technologies are a subset – constitutes a material omission of the first and highest order. One can only assume, therefore, that See BS’s explanation is either a case of simply not knowing about it, and hence that it’s “journalism” and “research” are incredibly slipshod and suspect, or that its material omission is deliberate, which wouldn’t surprise me one little bit; the network’s role in the Clowns In America’s “Mighty Wurlitzer” mockingbird media from the 1950s to the 1970s was alleged in the 1970s and has been a subject of a few studies since.”

 

Source – gizadeathstar.com – “…These technologies, to put it as succinctly as possible, are designed to increase the electrical conductivity of the atmosphere, and are to be used in conjunction with weather modification technologies such as HAARP, which according to its own patent, could be used as a weather manipulation and modification technology, and to […]

via GEO-ENGINEERING: ‘Full Spectrum Dominance’ & Weather Modification Technologies — RIELPOLITIK

GEO-ENGINEERING: Still Think There’s No Such Thing as Weather Modification & Manipulation? — RIELPOLITIK

Source – gizadeathstar.com – “…Under Teramobile, a French-German collaboration of CNRS in France and DFG in Germany that involves five research institutes. By firing an ultrashort, ultra-intense laser into the sky, they are investigating nonlinear propagation of such femtosecond terawatt laser pulses over long distances in the atmosphere and their application to atmospheric research. The […]

via GEO-ENGINEERING: Still Think There’s No Such Thing as Weather Modification & Manipulation? — RIELPOLITIK

CIA and CFR Work Together to Destroy Truth —

An excellent article and very telling graphic.

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Early last year, the Swiss Propaganda Research center (SPR) published information cementing into place something many of us already know—the “mainstream” corporate media is controlled by the Council on Foreign Relations. “It is no secret that over the last 4 decades, mainstream media has been consolidated from dozens of competing companies to only six,” writes…

via CIA and CFR Work Together to Destroy Truth —

The Cost of Being Good Company

You sold the lie you bought the lie doesn’t really matter the lie is still the lie

Why we dance, to the song, or to the bullet

Aces & Eights, we do the hokey pokey, that’s what it’s all about

The game of fates, of soul’s lost-lost souls

paying the ultimate cost

Bored with the plants and the bees and the truely finer things

Driven to their greater, that they call the stars, life on Mars, mason jars

I had a once upon a time

At the very birth of the days of rhyme, and reason

And its nature, they are of season

Like the figure 8 times 9, like chimes

Me for you, and you for me, and all one big happy family

Should I catch a shooting star?  Should I bring it where you are?  I will.

The cost of being good company,

a dying pathetic cacophony of never could’s and never wills

I don’t like when they feel sorry for me

They just don’t see, it’s Persephone calling, and she needs my company

Don’t worry, I know her well

her cries and colors don’t scare me anymore

I know her toll strikes loud and hard

Her bite stings and her rhythm so slow

an excruciatingly low tempo

But, I dry her tears and she dries mine

and when the tears turn to sobs, she does not turn away

She is not afraid

There’s but one beam, or thread, how to say

The mind-buoyed

I know to trust, to bring me back up, someday

How do I know

It’s her colors, her subtle deep dark tones that tell me so

The dark gentle giant of the undertow

 

The Miracle of the Monarch — incidental naturalist

The most beautiful true story I’ve ever read, what a miraculous world we inhabit!

This is the story of perhaps the most extraordinary creature on the planet. An insect that forces us to question everything we think we know about life on earth. Individually beautiful, collectively mesmerizing, the Monarch Butterfly has a remarkable story hidden deep within. My Monarch experience started in New Jersey. I knew something about them, […]

via The Miracle of the Monarch — incidental naturalist

Celebrating Labor Day Poem

It’s Not Worth It

That job you do, all day, all week, all year

To pay a tax, buy a thing,

maybe a new car, or another diamond ring

It’s not worth it

But in this world we must pay to be alive

I know

To pay the rent, the food, the gas

But did you ever stop

And step off

And wonder . . . when did that start?

And why?

Have we always paid to be alive?

Who do the forest-dwelling natives of New Guinea pay?

What is their currency?

Our current sea

floating $$$ drowning debt

awash in toys and trucks

Hobby Lobby Walmart Disney

amusing ourselves . . .

. . . the Chinese love us . . .

to death

Hit the bottle, the pill, the porn

Retail therapy

Stress sells!

Hot off the presses new drug, new game, old tricks

Step right up

Shrink your head

Obamacare will pay

Promise you’ll be having fun again in no time

Circus coming to town

Celebrate!

Rinse, repeat

Back to school

ring around the rosy

Now sit still, now jump to the bell, now skip to my Lou

Simon says!

 

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Blessed in Our Depravities — Dispatches from the Asylum

A wonderful dose of clarity with some great quotes, well worth taking a moment . . .

Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard. – H.L. Mencken “We’re doing tremendously well. Our consumers are rich. I gave a tremendous tax cut, and they’re loaded up with money. And they’re buying — I saw the Walmart numbers, they were through […]

via Blessed in Our Depravities — Dispatches from the Asylum

Hate is Love

What if each time the ‘copy’ gets ‘better’?  I’ve come to hate my own language.  I’ve come to hate my own culture, my own country.  My own family, sometimes.

But, what if that’s a good thing?

What do we really know about consciousness?  What might we be taking for granted?

I ‘discovered’ this band through a ‘friend’ I’ve never met, in a space I’ve never ‘seen’ or ‘occupied’ and I’m terribly sorry for all the quotes, but the language is failing us, as the culture is, as the ‘climate’ is, the media, government, sport, job, spouse, sink, toaster, or whatever the hell IS at the moment, there really IS still something greater, something genius, wondrous, magical, when someone, somewhere is able to add on brilliant, to copy +, or whatever it is, that makes the creative spirit make magic, over and over, and then . . . Even better.

And then, be at my fingertips, at any moment, presumably . . . indefinitely.

What if ‘Google’ or SelfishSquidsPro, had abrupted this magic, for, ‘copyright’ + ‘violation’?

What if that then plunged me into summer doldrums without recourse?  What if I then suffered serious depression?

IDK, could be room for a new ‘liable’ industry, no?

I do think there could be a there-there!