Spooky Synchronicity

This is a post that defies logic, as I suppose you could already tell from the title. But, irrationality only scares me when it’s collective and blindly enforced.

For example, did you know that it’s illegal to possess an owl, dead or alive? Even an owl feather. I thought that was just a rumor, or one of those old, dumb laws that never get enforced and most folks have forgotten about anyway.

That is, until I called our local taxidermist to have one stuffed.

As chance, or synchronicity would have it, we found one dead in our front yard this past week. If you’ve ever seen one that close, and handled one, they are truly gorgeous and remarkable creatures. It looked perfectly healthy and in the prime of its life with no visible injuries or defects.

As chance, or synchronicity would have it, I’ve just been reading about owl symbolism in an interesting book called Lords of the Left-Hand Path: Forbidden Practices and Spiritual Heresies.

Those familiar with such symbolism will surely associate ‘dark magician’ Alister CrOWLy and Bohemian Grove with the owl. For many Christians the association will seem sinister and foreboding. To Satanists, however, the owl is known as the mascot of the sorcerers and a symbol of paranormal wisdom.

Belonging to neither of these faiths, I felt only awe, and deep sadness, as it appears from burns on its talons that it was electrocuted while feeding on a rodent. I revere and honor wildlife and abhor seeing it destroyed, whether accidentally or deliberately. The tears I shed for this beautiful creature are a testament to that fact.

I thought, what way might we honor the life of this magnificent being? I set it on the table, pulled the wings out to their full span, gently cleared a bit of grass from its feathers, and called the taxidermist.

I’ve never wanted or particularly liked mounted animal trophies. But, it just felt wrong to not do something, and I couldn’t think of anything else to do.

The taxidermist on the other end of the line took such a serious tone at my simple question it immediately jarred me.

“I could go to jail!” He meant me, as well as him, and sounded so paranoid I tried to defend myself.

“But we found him dead in the front yard!” I explained again. “What should I do with it then?”

Throw it in the trash was his reply.

He then proceeded to discourage me from calling any other taxidermists lest my loose lips land me in jail.

So, this is how to honor the death of a revered and respected wild predator—throw it in the trash? Yet another brilliant Government mandate, no doubt.

Reminds me of a meme I recently read: “If you think our problems are bad, just wait till you see our solutions.”

If owls really are as wise as the myths make them out to be, I seriously doubt they’re resting in peace.

“Year Zero” — The New Abnormal

Image: http://www.azquotes.com “Reason obeys itself; and ignorance submits to whatever is dictated to it.” ― Thomas Paine (Hat-Tip to Dispatches From The Asylum) “But whether the Constitution really be one thing, or another, this much is certain – that it has either authorized such a government as we have had, or has been powerless to prevent […]

“Year Zero” — The New Abnormal

‘GloboCap is not insane, however. They know exactly what they are doing … which is teaching us a lesson, a lesson about power. A lesson about who has it and who doesn’t. For students of history it’s a familiar lesson, a standard in the repertoire of empires, not to mention the repertoire of penal institutions.’

Good read I’m passing along here . . . The number of ‘fucks’ totally appropriate imo!

On Teachers & Students

Some of us are compelled by learning and therefore find ourselves comfortable in lifetime roles as teacher and student in tandem.

I left formal education with a Master’s degree in order to become a teacher, which I did do, for two decades. I’d probably still be teaching, but I became too disgusted by the system to continue in it. First, I witnessed as students became little more than commodities and teaching became not about learning, but about customer service. That was higher education, but once testing became the anchor of achievement in high school education, it’s the same thing in a different mask.

I used to encourage my students to challenge me, to “talk back” because I saw that was a serious lack in my own upbringing and education and vowed not to pay it forward. Students found me challenging, but fair, and I took that as the highest compliment that can be awarded to a teacher.

As the curriculum noose continued to tighten around our necks I watched as 99% of my colleagues went with the new and ever-tightening program for a few more years. Then I gave up. The system had sucked out everything I’d loved about teaching and was actively trying to turn me, and my students, into automatons, robots. When I lost the joy in it I was no longer good at it.

It was a blow to my ego and our bank account, but I knew I’d made the right choice for my soul. It’s been a few years now and surprisingly to myself, I don’t miss it. I embraced the student role fully again—on all things homesteading and conspiracy theory. An odd match, one might think, but to me it makes perfect sense.

Conspiracy theory is the study of power, that’s it in a nutshell. It’s not nearly as scary as the mainstream news, social engineers and politicians make it out to be. I was forced out of education for my own lack of power—it seems obvious to me then to restore my individual power I needed to understand much more about how power functions. I’ve been blown away by my own ignorance on that front.

To seriously study conspiracy theory one needs a firm grasp on two fundamental topics: psychology and social engineering. The essential sub-groups stem from there: history, religion, spirituality, politics, philosophy, linguistics, folklore, and more.

Like with homesteading, there’s FAR more to learn than can be done in a single lifetime or by a single individual. And for that, I find them both absolutely enthralling and a perfect marriage—the essentials of the practical and the esoteric bound together forever.

I know there will come a time I move once more from the student role to the teacher role in these endeavors. That time is not in my near future. I’m waiting for something, or someone, but I can’t tell you for what, or for whom.

But with leaving my formal, former student/teacher career came the most valuable lesson of my life, which I see now is becoming increasingly pertinent for loads of folks: When to walk away. Like the old song goes: “You’ve got to know when to hold ‘em, know when to fold ‘em . . . .“

For anyone truly dedicated to their roles, this is going to be seriously challenging. You’re going to create a huge, empty space in your life that you’ll then have to guard like a bulldog so that chicanery and nonsense are not then sucked into the gap.

Discernment will become your best friend. Attempts to manipulate your re-emerging Self with group-think or calls to obedience will become intolerable. You will lose friends at a rapid clip.

But you will become an expert student and the expert student needs to know only one thing: When to walk away.

Be brave.

Melissa

Frenemies are in my trees
they think I cannot see
Them
Along the Themes
Crows claiming they know
which Phoenicians stole the show
Witch
dressed in blackest pink
kneels to Me
LisSa
Captured Queen
beyond pale think
True devils
call the levers

Gobs of globe lovers
follow them
to win

Just is to
Break that stem
then sheer their roots
for beer
Drink then deep
Swallow their pride
And shit it out tomorrow

Nightmare vs Reality

I’ve had a recurring nightmare for too many years to count. I call them ‘stress dreams’ and there seems to be a direct correlation between how little stress I actually have and the overwhelming stress in the dreams.

A year or so ago I thought they’d stopped, or at least I’d hoped. I’d even written about this hope at the time, with fingers crossed. But, a few nights ago, it came again.

The details of these stress dreams are always very similar. I’m in a large, dirty, foreign city, alone and lost. I’m roaming the streets, looking for help, having lost my wallet, phone and shoes. I never find help and wake up feeling miserable and scared.

In reality, I haven’t lost my wallet since I was a kid. I’ve only once been barefoot on city streets (Paris), by choice (what was I thinking?!). I’m not all that attached to my phone either. Maybe that’s why sometimes in the dream I never had a phone at all, but find myself in phone booths (remember those?) unable to recall the phone numbers of anyone I know, Hubby included.

Now this next part might seem unbelievable, but it’s 100% true. On Friday I lost my wallet and two nights before that I had had the dream again. I didn’t even realize I’d lost it before a got a call. A woman’s voice from a nearby church left a message on my phone: “We found a wallet with your business card in it. If it’s yours, please call us.”

Not for one second did I think it was my wallet. I never lose my wallet! I went about my day for several hours after that wondering who at that church I’d given my business card to. I thought of several ladies I might call to see if they’d lost their wallets, in which my card could’ve been found, in order to be the Good Samaritan.

I was in the middle of making cheese (Munster, for more advanced cheese makers) when I had a sudden flash. Dumb move dipshit!

Remember putting your wallet on the hood of your car?

Oh yes!

Remember retrieving your wallet from the hood of the car?

Oh no!

I checked my bag, sure enough, no wallet.

Hubby was coming inside at that moment and I repeated my foolishness. He jumped in the car with me and away we went.

We drove to the church on the beautiful quiet country roads just as the sun was beginning to sink low in the sky. I hadn’t realized it before, but this particular church is part of a very large and impressive complex—a retreat—spread out over rolling hills, with a big lake, lots of buildings and impeccably maintained grounds. To add to its picturesque-ness, there was an elderly man feeding the geese as we crossed the bridge to the main campus.

A stranger had found my wallet on the back road that was part of the property, a tiny dirt road, which I take as a shortcut to a friend’s farm. He turned it in to the groundskeeper, who took it to the church’s office manager, who in turn called me, all within a few hours.

The wallet was on the desk waiting for me, fully in tact, even with $220 in cash still there.

On the drive home I pondered my extremely good fortune. Not alone. Not barefoot on city streets. Not without help. Benefitting greatly from the kindness of strangers and on a lovely drive with my hubby on empty country roads at sunset.

And I thought, “What the hell is wrong with my artificial stress-filled dreams that can’t seem to align with my idyllic natural reality?”

Muddying Victim Waters

The first two things you’ll hear in New Age Brainwashing school, in which we are all currently being systematically submerged are:
“There are no accidents.”
“Victimization is a choice.”

The so-called New Age, birthed from the Human Potential movement and begetting such popular offspring as Scientology and Christian Science, has been pushed for well over a century already and include schools and foundations like the Esalen Institute, Frankfurt School, Tavistock Institute and myriad others. These two fundamental beliefs work hand-in-glove to perpetuate the status quo, while pretending to help individuals and society at large.

“There are no accidents.”
“Victimization is a choice.”

In other words, everything that happens to you was meant to happen. This is a clever ruse to get the individual to perpetually deconstruct their own actions in order to align better with the world around them, no matter if that world is healthy or insane. Don’t question society. Don’t question tyranny. Question yourself. Look in the mirror and change yourself. In this way you will ‘alchemize’ the abuse or tragedy that occurred to you, against your will, and therefore not only be healed from it, but be stronger from it as well.

The proponents of this warped ideology will swear until the ends of the earth that this is the only way for victims to ‘gain traction’ and it’s the only place where ‘the rubber meets the road’.

It is an outgrowth of Biblical teachings where one is considered more spiritual, more enlightened, more ‘good’ if—as he makes meaning of the events in his life, which is a perfectly natural human thing to do—he never points a finger to the perpetrators of such accidents or abuse, only at his own role in them, no matter how minuscule that role might have been.

In this way your ‘personal growth’ can then be owed to those who victimized you in the first place. As the joke goes among the plebes in a brotherhood after they’ve been swatted with the fraternity paddle, “Thank you sir, may I have another!”

Because “God” only dishes out what you can handle, right? So if you’ve been granted disease at birth, sold into sex slavery by your parents, gang raped at your office Christmas party, lost limbs in war, ‘chosen’ by your priest as ‘special’ —well congratulations—you’ve been gifted at the highest level of spiritual development. What heroic life potential!

Revenge? That’s so petty. Trial by your peers? Good luck with that. Choose more wisely and by the way, you have one choice—get over it—for your own good.

In this way the tyrants and their collaborators can further muddy the waters by throwing into the mix everyone who thinks of himself as a victim, whether or not he truly is one.

Upset because your neighbor hasn’t been properly social distancing? Did your poor choices lead to 5 children from 5 different fathers? Has your cocaine addiction ruined your life? Did your business fail, your girlfriend cheat on you, your dog eat your homework?

Just hop in the victim bandwagon, where everyone is welcomed and no one knows how to use discernment, because all they really need is someone to cry with and listen to and share their pain with, in order to feel heard for five minutes over the cacophony of bullshit flying at them. It’s no wonder to me at all the victim groups just keep growing and growing. I suspect there’s no end in sight.

I know more folks who actually are victims, yet insist they are not. They’ve bought into this establishment farce completely. They march ‘empowered’ for other victims and repeat the nonsense they’ve heard to keep them out of the pathetic victim group.

You can be healed by your attitude! You must alchemize that cancer into “the best cancer ever! Really, you can do it!

And there’s about 2 million YouTube gurus to tell you exactly how.

No need to wonder what gave you cancer in the first place. No need to face down your abusers. No need to learn discernment. No need for justice. No need to understand the psychosis of our civilization or the lies of our history. No need to accuse or confront the tyrants by name at all. Just follow these simple steps and violà, you’ve turned the lead of your psyche into gold and all will rejoice with you. Yippie!

The ‘victim mentality’ is on overdrive now because it’s a very useful tool of the establishment. If everyone is #metoo, then no one is really #metoo—it’s just the culture, sit back, gaze into your eternal naval-mirror and repeat after me: “There are no accidents. Victim is a mindset. Find the silver lining. Turn the other cheek. Let bygones be bygones. Buck up, Buttercup.”

Weather Warfare Worldwide

The official story calls it climate change. The alternative story names it the Grand Solar Minimum. The actual truth of the matter is far darker: man’s technologies are drastically altering the weather, by design.

Not normal folks! Manufactured ’tornados’ —ground pulses snap roots, completely overturning perfectly healthy trees. This is one of over a dozen on our property, one year later. Eventually they sort of look like yard art.

Geoengineering, weather modification, climate remediation, space weather, pluviculture, cloud seeding, stratospheric aerosol injections, ionospheric heaters, marine cloud whitening, contrail-induced cirrus (aka—the infamous ‘chemtrail’ conspiracy theory).

“10 Technologies to Own the Weather Today” Video Link

Ten Technologies to Own the Weather Today! · ClimateViewer News

1, #2, #3 Ionospheric Heaters, Sounding Rockets, and Satellites (Related)

Dr. Harry Wexler warned that the use of technologies to modify stratospheric ozone or punch holes in the ionosphere could lead to world wide weather issues. [1] After his sudden heart attack, the RAND Corporation suggested an increase in the use of sounding rockets to punch holes in the ionosphere and dump chemicals in space. [2]
Collectively this type of weather control is referred to as Space Weather Modification, Ionospheric Modification, Magnetospheric Modification, Plasma Seeding, and Geophysical Warfare.
Space weather modification could be causing a myriad of effects, from triggering earthquakes to creating artificial plasma mirrors that destroy ozone,[1] focus sunlight,[3] and cook troops.[4]
Everything switched to chemical releases from sounding rockets and satellites when upper atmospheric nuclear explosions were banned shortly following Project Westford (needles), Operation Argus, Starfish Prime, and the like. These chemical dumps usually consist of: [5][6][7]
1. Barium
2. Strontium
3. Lithium
4. Tri-methylaluminum (TMA)
5. Sulfur Hexaflouride (SF6, banned CFC. #Irony)
Immediately upon release, these chemicals interact with solar wind (sunlight) and glow. Lithium is unique because it is visible during daylight. Each of these chemicals will attach to magnetic field lines in the Van Allen belts, allowing scientists to use them as a tracer: they make the invisible visible. [5][6][7] Once military analysts can see and diagnose the ionosphere it is now time to fix it! High powered microwave transmission antennas, in large arrays called Ionospheric Heaters, cook the ionosphere and the plasma clouds made by the chemical releases. This allows the military to: [8][9][10]
• Destroy the Van Allen Belts, more gently referred to as radiation belt remediation
• create an “Artifical Ionospheric Mirror” (AIM)
• create ELF waves that are heard worldwide
• create plasma clouds
• create airglow using HF radio waves and/or rocket exhaust plumes
• create holes in the ionosphere
• modifies the magnetic properties of our planet to probe underground structures
• protecting against EMP from solar flares and high altitude nuclear devices (graphic below)

PLEASE visit Jim Lee’s websites to education yourself!

The United Nations, pushing the climate change narrative, knows perfectly well the real reason behind the weather and climate chaos—they are now part of the cover-up operations!

Map of U.N. Tracking Weather Modification Projects (1952-1999) · ClimateViewer News

I realize how unpopular this view is, because I’ve been harping on about it incessantly for over half a decade.

But I’m not the only one who shares it, not by a long shot.

A global virus, lockdowns, quarantines, is NOTHING compared to the worldwide, man-made weather chaos being created now and most certainly ramping up in future. I have NO tolerance (Or patience) for anyone still calling this a conspiracy theory and gaslighting others who do their due diligence in researching it for themselves.

All Crow No Grow

Once Teacher
Becomes Gate
Precious gift of Fate
And Foe

Precision required
Lift on the down
Balance that act
Adept Perfection
A first-last Lie
Hover humming
Bird is the word
Twist that power
Collect eyes and ears
minds and memes
For your numbers games

But never forget
She who bats last
Nature’s best trick
That insidious
Observer effect
Switch that rift
Into acrobatic twists

We birthed Gaudi from the peacocks
Caged monkeys taught us tricks
Camouflage from the lizards
Stealth a gift from snakes
We learned ugly crazy irrational
Slippery crafty nasty witchy

When it works it’s the Bomb
When it doesn’t it’s the Adam
And just when you think it’s all figured out
Observer Effect
Aka Evolution? By
Way of Effluence
Not Affluence

If Nature is so perfect
Why does she keep changing?

Like the sword bill hummingbird
Whose Passion flowers yield to he alone
Together an evolutionary dance
each a teenie sneak
Imperceptible micro-move
toward one another

Laughing at us
Mere humans
Enslaved by our weakest links
Preachers of discernment
with blinders on our eyes
No finesse or fearless shows
But loads of fake niceness

And lesson learned
Time always tells
There’s far more to know
from the battle of the hummingbirds
than stuck in the field with crows

Do You See What I See?

Do you see what I see?

Manufactured clouds = manufactured weather
Electromagnetic frequencies organizing aerosolized metallic nano-particulates in the upper atmosphere

Do you hear what I hear?

Censorship is nothing new, because when it comes to conspiracies, wise men have always known the best place to start looking is where the established power center says not to look—in other words—find the Gates of information blockades.

Do you feel what I feel?

The Great Reset “non-conspiracy” is totalitarianism made global brought in through mass approval based on great lies.

Do you know what I know?

There is a solution and it requires every human being to stop behaving like a herd animal.

First step to becoming Human: Get Unslaved

https://unslaved.com/https://unslaved.com/

AMERIKA: ‘Divided We Stand’, The One Chart That Predicts Our Future – By Charles Hugh Smith — RIELPOLITIK

Source – oftwominds.com “…America is now a rigidly two-tier society and economy. If you’re an executive at a big Wall Street investment bank, you can rig markets and embezzle billions and you’ll never face any personal legal consequences such as being indicted for fraud and being imprisoned. But try being an employee at a local credit […]

AMERIKA: ‘Divided We Stand’, The One Chart That Predicts Our Future – By Charles Hugh Smith — RIELPOLITIK

“I hope it’s not a big surprise that America is now a rigidly two-tier society and economy. If you’re an executive at a big Wall Street investment bank, you can rig markets and embezzle billions and you’ll never face any personal legal consequences such as being indicted for fraud and being imprisoned. But try being an employee at a local credit union and embezzle $5,000–a prison sentence is very predictable.”

I’m compelled to share a personal anecdote on this very alarming reality. In my early 20s (circa 1990) I was arrested at the St. Louis airport for “felony fraud”. I was cuffed, searched and told I’d be extradited to Springfield, MO after a night in the ’holding tank’. I did not learn of my felony crime until many hours later and was completely baffled, my mom and sister who came to pick me up were very worried as I was detained. This felony crime? I wrote checks worth $50 on a closed account to a grocery store several years earlier while I was a college student in Springfield.

The felony charge was eventually dropped, I was not extradited after all, but not after paying a hefty fine to the courts, mortifying my mother, and having a misdemeanor charge on my record for several years afterward. That was my ‘lesson’ for a simple accounting mistake by my 18 year old self.