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.

Thelema Trumps Agape?

Passion is not chaos.  Drama is not intimacy.  Love is not Care.
I am not you.  You are not we.

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If you insist my blood, sweat and tears be used to line your pockets, then I will instead choose to fertilize the roses with them.

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If you insist I choose your laws over my own well-being then I will break those laws by every means, hook or crook.

If you insist I donate my organs to serve your nefarious aims, then those organs will come to you riddled with the poisons I willfully ingest, that I gorge on simply for the pleasure of poisoning your agenda deeper in return.

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If you insist I offer my thoughts to you, measured, tempered, on your silver platter, twisted in pretty plaits and coated in marzipan, thine will be done, my Lord and Master, but their bitter core you will still ingest.

So still we dance that macabre dance, mon seigneur.

The Shadow is NOT the Dragon

Before you get upset by the Epstein drama, remember, the televised drama of the Iran-Contra scandal in the 80s, and how it is now a blockbuster hit with Tom Cruise.  Now that’s progress!

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Take a deep breath, count to 3, and just try to imagine: Who would you like to play the character of Epstein in this blockbuster drama 20 years from now?
Fun stuff, right?!

Aahhh . . . now doesn’t that feel better?

You’re welcome!  🙂

Before you go bonkers over the climate changing, remember Al Gore has a mansion and a yacht, like in this Looney Tunes clip, and just look what happened to him.

You see . . . Cartoon karma . . . It’s ALL for you!

Before you cry over the pension you will lose in order to pay for more criminal acts in the Imperialist forever wars and everyday fleecing, just listen, and, relax.

Listen to the lyrics . . .and just . . .relax.

Or, if you’re an adult, and have had enough of the history repeating, perhaps this article is just the thing for you.  No pressure!  A bit of light reading before bed, perhaps?

Say No to Psychology by Michael Tsarion

People will do anything, no matter how absurd, in order to avoid facing their own soul – Carl Jung

Unslaved Podcast:

Killing the Shadow Self: The Making of One-Dimensional Man

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Right the Wrongs

We have all been misguided, of that I have not a shred of doubt anymore.  Our culture, our history, our news, our entertainment, our religions, our future, have been fabricated and falsified and manipulated in such horrific ways as most folks can hardly fathom.

And it’s going to get worse.  This is not some apocalyptic vision of mine, there are plenty of those going around, and for a very long time.  Forever, even.  I’m a tiny fraction of a grain of sand in that vast hourglass.

“. . . A clown-like, grinning mockery of the victim(s) as a show of power and macabre arrogance.  When this is performed in a veiled manner, accompanied by certain occult signs and symbolic words and elicits no meaningful response of opposition or resistance from the target(s), it is one of the most efficacious techniques of psychological warfare and mind-rape.”  —Michael Hoffman, Secret Societies and Psychological Warfare

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We can lay blame, and I often do, on our own selves, as well as others.  I didn’t invent society, I can’t change the shit-show I was born into, that was fate, or something.  You can complain your shit-show was worse, or better, and I won’t argue.  I imagine most folks around the world had it much worse, or better, for whatever that means.

When faced with this truth, the truth that we’ve all bought a pack of lies, we don’t have a lot of choice on how we react—anger, resentment, bitterness, confusion, frustration, apathy, hope, forgiveness, fear—the list goes on.  I know all these reactions have value, I take them seriously, I dismiss none of them as of more or less value than another.

 

But when they are not a transitory state, but where one then chooses to reside, we’ve allowed the reaction to dissolve action.  We must make great effort to move from the reaction to the response.

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Our response, not our reaction, is what defines our humanity.  Every animal will react in fight, flight, fawn, freeze, in order to save their own skin, unless they are impaired.

Human nature has a higher calling.  You stand for, you stand against, it doesn’t matter, you’ve got to take a stand.  Once you’ve taken a stand, you know you fall, you know what falling feels like.  That is the wisdom of the gods.

A boxer once told me, while I was cringing, trying to be polite in delicately couching the fact that I hate his so-called sport — “Boxers don’t train to fight.  We train to get back up.”

I was flabbergasted at the wisdom in that simple statement, which I’d never considered before, and with which he was able to so tactically and efficaciously respond to my reaction.

I think of this now, because, as much as I never liked sports, or games, still I’m somehow wired to think strategy.  I was born into a game I don’t understand, which no one gave me the tools or teachings to navigate, but to which I was expected to adapt nonetheless.  At some point I chose, and still choose, to not simply adapt.

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I’m weakening, physically, but my mind and tongue are still sharp enough to benefit where age and injury weigh me down.  I think that’s a sign of one’s wisdom years, now beckoning me to return to the studies that will find new meaning in re-engagement, with now decades of life experience to inform on their deeper meanings and interpretations.

I feel blessed for this time and space and luxury to reconsider.

Well-fed Sheep

Is our culture in a bottomless well, free falling since, well, I don’t know when, exactly?

But the decline sure seemed to accelerate sometime during the decade of the 1980s.

Aptly named album: “The Road to Ruin” — song: “I want to be sedated” — That about sums it up, no?  

I think there’s only two lines of lyrics yelled to a monstrous ‘melody’ that gets stuck in your head like a really bad TV ad.  Included here for illustration purposes only.  Please, don’t listen, unless you have an immediate and effective brainwashing remedy to get the slime out.

What sophisticated music fills my adolescent memories?  Bach? Tchaikovsky? Dvorak?

Well, I was enamored with the ballet for a while, so I’m luckier than many.  And, of course there was Bugs Bunny.  I fear the kids today don’t even have good cartoons anymore!

In more ways than I can currently count, I think Crrow777 is spot on when he repeats the old adage: “All roads lead to Rome.”  Unfortunately it seems to mirror the lame cliche: “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.”

For those in the rest of the world trying to figure out what kind of insanity is happening in this country, let me assure y’all, we have only a few clues, and please do understand, Americans are the most propagandized population in the world, I’d be willing to bet.

George Carlin had it as close to right as I’ve heard so far: American Bullshit. Brilliant.