Transcendence is Escapism

Life is significantly easier when you don’t give a shit.  Not only are you spared the physical, intellectual and emotional effort of caring, you are also spared the spiritual effort of sifting through the good and shitty people and things in your life.

When you don’t care, you don’t care if others don’t care either.  You don’t build up any resentment to their lack of care.  You get to feel comfortably numb in blissful ignorance.  You don’t have the added social cost of having to mask your disdain and disapproval.  You can chuckle, rather than wince, at their callousness and cruelty and disregard.

The spiritual effort of discernment is so taxing that many religions have successfully spared their followers of it, naming it ‘Judgement’ and leaving the dreadful task to God, or similar distant entities.

Discernment is in fact so precious it’s innate in all sorts of species, not just mankind. 

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Sunflowers discern which way the sun is glowing and turn themselves to face it.  Plants can actually discern and communicate all kinds of things about their environment, even things like where their trellis is, and other survival instincts—this is absolutely true, and now that science ‘proves it’ you are allowed to believe it, even though those in tune with the natural world already sensed it aeons ago.

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https://e360.yale.edu/features/exploring_how_and_why_trees_talk_to_each_other

Birds of a feather do indeed flock together, even domesticated ones all raised together tend to stick with their own kind most of the time.

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Human babies are so highly discerning they recognize their own kind from the most tender age, reaching out automatically to other babies, or puppies, or other young or small things, as if they are already quite conscious of their current place in the universe.

What are the emotions which humans make such concerted efforts toward escaping or transcending?  Sadness, weakness, loneliness, illness, vulnerability, anxiety, fear, pain, discomfort, failure.

But rarely, apathy.  Apathy, as dangerous as it can be, is of another category.

Apathetic populations serve an important purpose in civilization.  Not only are they the perfect minions of any corrupt power structure by never questioning their surroundings or roles, but they also serve brilliantly in undermining the efforts of the relatively few who do actually give a shit.

Apathetic slaves are the best sort.  The less you care about those around you and your environment, the easier the masters have it.  It makes for better order followers, because you’re still smart enough to never bite the hand that feeds you, but passive enough to go along with anything told to you from above.  Hand over your children?  Ok, what can you do, and besides, you can just have more.

The culture-shapers have been breeding apathetic populations as long as man has been breeding domesticated livestock.  Obedience, docility, positivity, faith, industriousness are in the category along with apathy, as with all the other desired traits that make the livestock more manageable, desensitized, acquiescent and profitable.

The “Namaste Billionaires” (a phrase I’ve borrowed) say they give a shit, and they want to fix it all.  They know how, because they say so.  They’ve transcended, and they’re billionaires, so of course they know how. They’ve reached the pinnacle of materialism and spiritual ascendency in tandem and they’re going to create order from the chaos.

These are the latest brand of culture-shaping snake oil salesmen and if their predecessors had not been breeding in apathy for centuries the populations would still have the discernment to see this as clearly as if it were pulsing in neon from the heavens.

How can you tell, as easily as if you were discerning white from black?  Look to nature.  Order already existed.  It still exists even now, though the perpetual tinkering makes it less and less obvious every year.

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These false prophets create the chaos in order to save you from it, so that you then confirm your role as indentured servant to their system.

So, don’t give a shit just a little bit longer.  This Thanksgiving, show the proper gratitude to your betters for the relatively comfortable free-range servitude they’ve granted you.  Raise your children right—to jump when the master calls— ‘front and center!’ To bow when your master gestures, to serve courageously at his side when required, and cower silently in the corner when ordered.

Drugs and distractions, or enlightenment, take your pick.  If you’re truly blessed you might even be able to kiss their feet someday.  Dare to dream!

Still, if you don’t make it quite that far on the righteous path, as your just rewards you’ll still get all the baubles and accolades worthy of your slave station and gain the admiration of all your enslaved peers.  Congratulations and . . . 

Long live the Queen!

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Planned Obsolescence Rockefeller Style

Not just doomed to fail, but designed, then built, expressly to fail.

SMART cities are Agenda 21/2030 cities, NLP (neuro-linguistic programming) buzzwords include: “sustainable,” “resilient,” “connected,” “hi-tech” — as cool and cosmopolitan as the marketers try to make them sound, the reality is the polar opposite.  These cities are death traps and the Globalists want it that way.

Common sense question:  If ‘resilience’ were really the goal, why continue to rebuild,  incessantly, in places like Houston and New Orleans, and other fire-prone areas, or flood and hurricane prone areas?

I’ve never called myself a ‘doomsdayer’ among the many things I call myself, but I think I might start. 

It’s clear to see the Globalists’ get-rich-forever plan is alive and thriving after my recent trip to Dallas.  Of course, I’ve seen changes in our rural area as well, but it’s more nuanced: road construction, new fancy schools, increased consumerism, a noticeable influx of immigration in the surrounding small cities.

But Dallas, whoa!  From here on the wee homestead to there, as to Houston, or Austin, is as big a contrast as most any three-hour tours could take you today, I imagine.

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http://www.america2050.org/texas_triangle.html

 

I traveled alone, which I like to do, even though it often feels weird and lonely. 

“Weird” was a theme, considering one of my destinations was the Flat Earth conference.  Owen Benjamin was the comic crowd pleaser, me excluded.  He tenderly refers to the conference as “The Island of Misfit Toys.”

Then from Flat Earth to Ancestral Earth, for the Wise Traditions conference, coincidentally just 20 minutes away.

Coincidence, or synchronicity, was another theme.  More on that later, maybe.

For the moment though, here’s why I now have no doubt these SMART cities are for corralling human livestock for future culling.  The most basic logic, based on clear data that anyone could see, if they would just look.

Weather modification exists.  It’s not being used for the benefit of the populace.  The cities do not have their own food sources.  They rely on electricity to function already and will become even more vulnerable with IOT (Internet of Things) and the 5G grid. 

Both weather modification and 5G rely on altering the atmosphere through manipulation of frequencies, so as these systems attempt to co-exist in densely populated areas, we are in dangerous and uncharted territory. Many claim, lethal territory.

Because I met several awesome folks at each conference, I thought maybe, hopefully, they might look me up, and be reading now, and wondering if I have any quick bird’s eye perspective on my takeaway from each event.

Of course I do.

Of Flat Earth: The map is not the territory.
Of Wise Traditions: Look up.

Of Strategy, for us all: Know the enemy, know thyself.

 

 

Upgrade to Vocation

I like the old adage: “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.”  I think it’s true.  I’ve actually said it before to Handy Hubby and it makes for a pretty effective guilting tool.

But there’s an equally true non-adage I think to be more fitting to most folks in this country currently:  All play and no work makes Jack a jackass.”

Don’t get me wrong please.  I do know there’s plenty of fine folks working multiple meaningless jobs just to keep their family afloat.  I’m not talking about them.  I’m also not talking about those who are seriously mentally and physically suffering, because there’s plenty of those folks around, too.

But I do mean those of us who are in the majority, like me, relatively mildly mentally and physically suffering, still able to get up each day and do stuff.

Here’s my point.  There are three main stages in life between birth and death as far as I can tell so far.  It begins with Service to Self (infancy, childhood, adolescence), it moves to Service to Others (family, friends, community), and these stage are both motivated primarily by a ‘will to power’.  Then, as the third and most crucial stage, we mature into Service to the Greater Good.

Bush’s answer to Americans when starting another insane war was: “Go shopping!”  Hillary Clinton claimed: “We have a huge fun deficit in America.” They were appealing to Service to Self.  

JFK’s famous quote, encouraging to his future Peace Corps volunteers for decades to come, was an appeal to Service to Others:Ask not what your country can do for you, but what you can do for your country.”

This is where too many of us are getting stuck.  And our rulers have designed it this way quite deliberately.

The coup d’état in slow motion we are witnessing unfold now at a rapidly increasing clip has been in the works for many generations.

“Contrary to common belief even among the educated, Huxley and Orwell did not prophesy the same thing.  Orwell warns that we will be overcome by an externally imposed oppression.  But in Huxley’s vision, no Big Brother is required to deprive people of their autonomy, maturity and history.  As he saw it, people will come to love their oppression, to adore the technologies that undo their capacity to think.”  Neil Postman Amusing Ourselves to Death: Public Discourse in the Age of Show Business (1985)

Instead of wisdom years filled with . . .well . . . wisdom, we’ve got Alzheimer’s and chronic fatigue, and a dozen and one other ailments of mind, body and spirit.

The middle aged and elderly, those still healthy enough to have a life, are devoting it to a retirement filled with meaningless pursuits—gambling, cruises, the Shopping Network, or latest sport, game or craft craze, looping right back into Service to Self or Service to Others, without ever maturing into the final, and by far most crucial, stage of life.

Without our wise elders we are doomed as a culture and a society.  We don’t need them getting plastic surgery and posting their new faces and evening dining choices on social media.  We need them learning from their mistakes, seeing reality through the lifetime of a mature adult, sharing their hardest lessons as well as their greatest gifts.  We need them to realize it’s not a popularity contest anymore, to take off the masks once in a while, to call out the bullshit they see, to relentlessly speak truth to power, and truth to youth.

Retirement should not mean a decade or two of crossword puzzles and golf.  Service to the Greater Good—that means greater than self and others. Not following orders, not following trends, following the highest calling of the divine Self—the vocation— the will to meaning.  It’s not ‘do what you love and the money will come’ it’s ‘do what matters, beyond the money, beyond the need for approval.’

Without examples of this, with so few mature adults modeling this 3rd stage, what do we expect to happen?

Do most of us in middle age now have examples of wise elders in our lives?  I have a few, but that’s only because I consistently seek them out.  I’d say the majority don’t even know what a vocation is, they see the ‘o’ as an ‘a’.

In fact, a vocation is far more precious.  It’s the secret garden where your skill, your joy, your wisdom, and the humble desire for a better future to leave behind, all magically coincide.  It’s the sweet spot of life’s greatest magic that only you can offer.  It’s the quilt, or the tapestry, or the garden, or the painting, rainbow, symphony—whatever metaphor suits you most— as the scene moves from seemingly random splotches of design and craft, to the point where the image takes shape at last, nearly ready for show and tell.  

It’s your life as the willed ephemeral expression of the divine.

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But so many are missing this, as it’s been systematically stolen and replaced by entertainment, endless material pursuits, silly vanity, diversions of the Order of Bread and Circus, that if I were a kid today I’d be saying: “Grow up, Grandpa!”

Trump’s Lies

President Trump is the true trump card because he is a master manipulator.  This is a skill that is highly prized in American culture—the gift and craft of the card sharks, the Players—we reward this brand of flinchless bluffing with high praise and big $$$.

We even give its own fun, fuzzy word, so it doesn’t sound like lying. Just bluffing.

Most of Trump’s lies are lies of omission.  A perfect example would be his recent lie about this being a good year for farmers in America.  For a select few corporate farmers this has indeed been a very good year.  All you have to do is show a couple tall smiling types in cowboy hats on stage while presenting this Trumpspectacle and the public buys it.  Sure, a miserable few know the whole truth, but the majority believe their eyes and ears and not their sense of reason, which is why this tactic works so well.

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As long as a few are getting fabulously rich, it doesn’t matter what the hordes of losers think.

The truly clueless ones will play along each election and convince themselves, despite all odds, that the next guy will be different.

Update: Trump’s USDA Trade Bailout Flows to City Slickers, a D.C. Lobbyist and ‘Farms’ on Golf Courses

Losers we are indeed, according to the sociopaths running this asylum, because we’re not good at their Big Games, yet we keep coming back for more.  Wouldn’t you be feeling bloated and boastful in their shoes?  They keep winning, while we keep playing and after all—All’s fair in love and war, and it’s always about love and war.  That sums up the entirety of modern life and politics right there.

We’ve got the great ‘lovers’ like Epstein on one side of the ring of distraction and division, and the great warmongers on the other.  And what a match it is!  Timeless, universal, griping dramatic strategy all around—we are indeed privileged in this country to have a front-row seat—just like George Carlin joked to laughing audiences for decades.

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Isn’t it so funny?!  They got us again, how about that!  The little devils, how do they keep getting away with it?

Such a mystery! Whatever will they come up with next?!
Stay tuned . . . I’m sure the next gripping episode is right around the corner.

The Age of the Vampire

What level of tyranny is just comfortable enough for you?

From John Whitehead’s commentary: The American Gestapo: Has it Already Happened Here?

“Much like the Gestapo’s power to render anyone an enemy of the state, the FBI has the power to label anyone a domestic terrorist.
As part of the government’s so-called ongoing war on terror, the nation’s de facto secret police force has begun using the terms “anti-government,” “extremist” and “terrorist” interchangeably.

Moreover, the government continues to add to its growing list of characteristics that can be used to identify an individual (especially anyone who disagrees with the government) as a potential domestic terrorist. For instance, you might be a domestic terrorist in the eyes of the FBI (and its network of snitches) if you:

  • express libertarian philosophies (statements, bumper stickers)
  • exhibit Second Amendment-oriented views (NRA or gun club membership)
  • read survivalist literature, including apocalyptic fictional books
  • show signs of self-sufficiency (stockpiling food, ammo, hand tools, medical supplies)
  • fear an economic collapse
  • buy gold and barter items
  • subscribe to religious views concerning the book of Revelation
  • voice fears about Big Brother or big government
  • expound about constitutional rights and civil liberties
  • believe in a New World Order conspiracy

Much like the Gestapo infiltrated communities in order to spy on the German citizenry, the FBI routinely infiltrates political and religious groups, as well as businesses.”

Some day soon we will all have to draw our proverbial line in the sand.  Laws must be universally applied, by rich and poor, by the powerful as the disenfranchised, and by the lawless as the law-abiding.  If those making the laws don’t follow them, then we are all living a charade.  And please, make no mistake about it, they want us living in a fantasy-based reality while they usurp the entire natural world.

This is exactly what the establishment is pawning and now what we the little folk have come to accept.  The establishment ‘intellectuals’ tell us such ludicrous lies and blatant baloney, like we should accept Vampirism, and we shrug and say, “Ok, whatever you say!”

FYI: 1905 Webster Dictionary definition of Vampire—from Vampyr, an imaginary demon from Greek mythology and “the practice of extortion”.  Get it yet?!

Your silence is your acceptance.

“How did the Gestapo become the terror of the Third Reich?

It did so by creating a sophisticated surveillance and law enforcement system that relied for its success on the cooperation of the military, the police, the intelligence community, neighborhood watchdogs, government workers for the post office and railroads, ordinary civil servants, and a nation of snitches inclined to report “rumors, deviant behavior, or even just loose talk.”
In other words, ordinary citizens working with government agents helped create the monster that became Nazi Germany.

Writing for the New York Times, Barry Ewen paints a particularly chilling portrait of how an entire nation becomes complicit in its own downfall by looking the other way:
In what may be his most provocative statement, [author Eric A.] Johnson says that ‘‘most Germans may not even have realized until very late in the war, if ever, that they were living in a vile dictatorship.’’

This is not to say that they were unaware of the Holocaust; Johnson demonstrates that millions of Germans must have known at least some of the truth. But, he concludes, ‘‘a tacit Faustian bargain was struck between the regime and the citizenry.’’ The government looked the other way when petty crimes were being committed. Ordinary Germans looked the other way when Jews were being rounded up and murdered; they abetted one of the greatest crimes of the 20th century not through active collaboration but through passivity, denial and indifference.

Much like the German people, “we the people” have become passive, polarized, gullible, easily manipulated, and lacking in critical thinking skills.  Distracted by entertainment spectacles, politics and screen devices, we too are complicit, silent partners in creating a police state similar to the terror practiced by former regimes.”  JW

When Ads Are Awesome

My grandfather, wise man that he was, used to turn down the television at commercials.  I used to love watching the commercials and would plead with him to turn it back up on my favorite ones, like Fruit Loops and Frosted Flakes.  He never did, and would laugh at me and shake his head, surely foreseeing the inevitable decline in culture with the rise of marketing to children.  Or, maybe he just understood how this business really worked, being he was a salesman.

We watch very little TV these days, occasionally the evening propaganda, so we know what the controllers want us to think.  Of course, we always turn it down at the commercials.

Now though, I’m thrilled to see there are ads I’m loving again!  This series cracks me up completely, who doesn’t love satire?!

The governments, it seems, don’t like it one bit.  Which means I love it even more!

 

July 4th: Happy Delusions Day

In respect for this year’s 4th of July, I’d like to take a step down from my high snark horse to write something very sincerely from the bottom of my heart.

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I still think this country is pretty awesome.

I know I bitch regularly about the endless warring, the corruption, the growing police state, the careless and brutal manipulation of the environment, our excessive tolerance of evil and our ever-increasing apathy, etc., etc.

But, the honest to heavens truth is, I bitch because I care.

We moved out here to try a rural lifestyle and to become more self-sufficient because we care.

To see the continual lowering of the bar since our ancestors carved their paths through this country is painful.  To watch it yet do nothing is more painful still.

I often wonder who I’d be and what I’d be doing now if I were born in another time or place.  Say, had I been born to a sex worker on the streets of New Delhi.  Or, as the son of a warmonger like Poppy Bush.  Or, even as sole heir to an aristocratic clan with an honorably-earned fortune, if there is such a thing.

I like to imagine that no matter where or when I’d have incarnated here on Earth, I would still find living in a fantasy-based reality a personal affront to all that is of authentic value in this world.

This gives me a marvelous sense of purpose.  Like most of us, I was taught from my most tender age we live in the ‘land of the free and home of the brave.’  I was taught we have a Constitution, which was a foundational document written in a spirit of equality and justice by men of high moral principles and great learning.  I was led to believe we are not an Empire aiming to control the people and resources of the entire world, and that those days of colonization are long over.

It was several decades later that I learned, in fact, the Constitution must be something of a con, because it’s not working.  None of the things I was taught about the aims of this country are actually true, it seems.

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As sad as that sounds, having a life’s purpose is a good thing.  I have a job to do.  I see my job as simple and straightforward as can be, and directly aligned with this nation’s authentic Independence—we’ve either got to take these lies and make them true, or we need to expose them.  Either our founding fathers had some fantastically good ideas, or something’s rotting in Denmark, or something sinister this way comes, or we know them by their fruits—or, whatever—the truth remains that this fantasy-based reality is not serving U.S.

To all those repentant veterans and whistleblowers, this entire week I give y’all repetitive deep bows and innumerable shouts of praise and thanks.

A 4th of July message from Ron’s Reconnaissance, color me impressed.

“Of course, war and the large military establishments are the greatest sources of violence in the world.  Whether their purpose is defensive or offensive, these vast powerful organizations exist solely to kill human beings.  We should think carefully about the reality of war.  Most of us have been conditioned to regard military combat as exciting and glamorous, an opportunity for men to prove their competence and courage.  Since armies are legal, we feel that war is acceptable, in general, nobody feels that war is criminal or that accepting it is a criminal attitude.  If fact, we have been brainwashed.  War is neither glamorous nor attractive.  It is monstrous.  Its very nature is one of tragedy and suffering.”  Tenzen Gyatsu

I also celebrate with whoops and waving arms (in the quiet and comfort of my mind) the young creators on the righteous path.

I still have high hopes.  Maybe that’s the best we’ve got of an American way?