Showing posts with label OTO. Show all posts
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Saturday 27 January 2018

The Establishment Network of Paedophile Protectors.


The first degree of Satanism is the belief that there is no God. This disguise of the true purpose aim and origin serves extremely well to camouflage the real nature of Satanism. It goes without saying that few people would willingly enroll in a club which openly admitted that it served a demonic hierarchy which had been present on Earth since the very beginning of human history and was dedicated to the destruction of mankind by trapping him with his own sins. Instead Satanism is marketed as being an ironic statement of rejection of religion and all the attendant evils which the dogmatic institution of the church has no doubt been behind. In fact it goes on further than merely being a rejection of Churchianity but stretched to a rejection of all forms of what it considers, ‘harmful superstition’ superstitions which have doubtless held back humanity to the dim shadows of the cave before the guiding light of illuminating science and mastery of the material world revealed itself.

Dr Alfred Kinsey, an ethnic Jew, who was well known as being responsible for the Western sexual revolution, was a paedophile pervert who would sexually stimulate infants to observe their sexual response. Alfred Kinsey was an atheist, which makes sense when you consider he spent his life sexually molesting children, that probably wouldn’t sit comfortably with the idea that there is a God or a part of the cosmos which is observing your actions and will hold you accountable. I suspect this is the case with a lot of atheists. They simply live immoral, evil or selfish lives, or have something within them which will not suffer the idea of being observed or judged by any eye but their own, a dirty secret perhaps, the wish to hide and remain in shadow. And so they deny the existence of God because the idea would put a crimp on their lifestyle choices.

The promotion of perverts and paedophiles in the media fits in with the Godless agenda, and Hollywood seethes with paedophile movie directors and secret cliques of self-empowered cliques of celebrities who banish superstition and God and molest children and take drugs in orgies.

The film Kinsey 2004 directed by openly gay paedophile apologist Bill Condon who also directed the two Twilight Saga films. Liam Neeson played Alfred Kinsey in the film which tries to show Kinsey as champion of female emancipation by showing that women have strong sexual desires and responses just as men do. It is a deeply distasteful example of Hollywood taking a paedophile pervert and rebadging him as some kind of great hero of mankind but this is all in a day’s work for the perverts at Hollywood, it’s in their interests to work day and night to ensure that they do all they can to rehabilitate the reputations of fellow perverts lest the day comes when someone knocks on their door investigating them for child sex offenses, and to show anyone who would seek modesty and restraint, as ranting hateful extremists like the character of Kinsey’s father in the film, who was a devout Christian,  is shown as a hateful angry foil to Liam Neeson’s charming and empowering Kinsey.

The outer portico of Satanism, as expressed in the Satanic Bible, is all about having a good time, being accountable only to oneself, and consider organized religion with Christianity in particular, to be an oppressive force which wishes to curtail and impose limits on human expression.

Anton’s La Vey’s Satanic Bible is an atheistic document mired in despair and the threat of violence in the form of either justified revenge on someone, or the tolerance of sado-masochistic pleasure, as long as its consensual. Consent however is not the law and the law was made specifically to protect people from decisions which endangered them or from being exploited. A child for instance could easily surrender their consent to a paedophile since they are not informed enough to make a decision which would protect their own safety. A child could be induced with sweets, or even threatened, in order to give their consent. One expects within La Vey’s Satanic Bible that this would stand as a perfectly valid social transaction.

What one also notices about the Satanic Bible is that the enemies of Satanists are Christians, or more specifically that the enemies of Christians are Satanists. Christianity seems to be the sole preoccupation of the Satanic Bible, it has no philosophy or moral guidance of its own except that it opposes Christianity and every word in the Christian Bible is turned upside and down and deliberately contradicted. 

In fact Anton La Vey contradicts himself and fundamentally cannot sustain any logical approach. On the one hand he advocates the destruction of moral codes, but on the other hand he criticizes the church and its members for their hypocrisy in breaking the moral codes they claim to uphold. 

Anton La Vey was Jewish and the Bible is a Christian book. The Old Testament and the Pentateuch are no longer central to Judaism since the oral tradition of the Talmud has superseded it in authority. The Satanic Bible is a specifically anti-Christian book written by a Jew. It is a piece of propaganda designed to destabilize Christian morality and the Western world itself and as ridiculous as it is, it has been hugely successful.

Anton La Vey and the Satanic Bible, along with the OTO and Aleister Crowley, have been successfully and subtly marketed as icons of counter-culture. This approach results in great success in recruiting young people whose hearts are probably in the right place, but whose minds sadly have been mislaid somewhere. The deviousness about Satanism is that it claims to be a humanitarian religion, and vaunts itself as the only true religion whose ultimate authority and divine representative is man himself, since neither God, the angels or Satan himself really exist.

Satan itself, is merely a symbolic figurehead for the act of open rebellion against superstition and religious tyranny. The OTO works on a similar principle, except with much more focus on self fulfilment and hedonistic excess. In both organizations, in the early days of membership there is little or no suspicion that anything is being kept from the initiate, except that things soon start to occur in the initiate’s life, which, without anything being made explicit, will rapidly give them a new understanding, or at least, a three-quarters formed suspicion that things are not all they seem.

In his ‘lecture’ on The Principle of Satan in Thelema, Crowleytard Joshua Adam Sharp examines the meaning of Satan, and immediately launches into the spiel that Satan has been misrepresented by Christianity. This is somewhat ridiculous since Christianity and the Old Testament are the earliest sources of Satan, even the Talmud which Sharp uses as a support for his thesis, is much more recent than the Pentateuch. These Satanists and OTO Crowleyites often seem to have that same sharp and self righteous ranty way of speaking. This gentleman and another Crowleyite Mark Passio, exhibit this tone. They seem only one or two degrees away from shouting or abusing their audience.

Crowley discuss the Talmud and claims the Sermon on the Mount of Jesus was drawn from the Talmud, but the Talmud has no historical existence at this point, except perhaps as some unwritten oral tradition which is what is claimed of the Talmud in any case. Decorated British Major General, supporter of fascism and former disciple of Crowley JFC Fuller lists The Talmud as one of Crowley’s sources in his book Secret Wisdom of the Kabbalah. Joshua Sharp therefore turns to the Kabballah as his source. The Talmudic idea of Satan is that he is The Accuser of mankind, this fits in with the story of Job, that Satan is still an angel of heaven and that his work is to test humanity in order that God may punish and send to hell those that transgress his laws.

Now this is not a Christian view, this is a Judaic view. The God of hellfire and punishment is the Old Testament God from the Jewish tradition. The God of the Christians is the God which Jesus introduced mankind to, perhaps for the first time. A benign, all forgiving and loving God. A God which reaches out to sinners by sending his only son to save them from their own sin. It is not God which punishes man, it is sin which punishes man. Cause and effect. The mind of man remains in life and death, in order to retain individuality in death then one will take whatever is inside you with you. If one is full of evil, pain, resentment and guilt, then one will take this with you into death, unless your sin is expiated by turning to Jesus. As Jesus said: “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be white as snow.”

Anyone who would take the Talmud as a source for the theology and morality of their new religion, which is what Crowley in fact created, is creating a religion where murder, the sexual abuse of infants, and criminality of all kinds, are all tolerated. The Talmud is what I consider, the birth place of modern Western Satanism and the Occult movement which infected Europe with the return from Palestine of the Knights Templar, through to the incubation of the secret societies which emerged into the public eye in the 17th century and from that point on became the driving force of human civilization in the West and later, with colonization, of the whole world as we know it.

Crowley equates Satan with the Sun. For Crowley the Sun is what the Christians call Satan. This is an unfortunate misunderstanding. I believe Crowley’s reasoning is that because the Egyptian word for the Sun God is On, and that the letter O in Hebrew is called Ain meaning EYE and N in Hebrew is Nacash or ‘Snake’ and the word used for Satan in the Garden of Eden. We can see this misrepresentation in the Freemasonic symbolism of the Eye in the sun which is their representation for God. This might seem like circular reasoning, and it may well be, however these symbols of O’s and eyes, and snakes are part of the secret hidden code which has always existed unsuspected by most, in the very letters and symbols of writing themselves.

Lon Milo Duquette, who is also known as Rabbi Lamed Ben Clifford and is apparently an actual Jewish Rabbi, also styles himself as a Kabbalah Cult leader Zerubabbel Institute of Philosophical Youth and there is a picture of him with a bunch of children dressed like Harry Potter witches. Looks like a paedophile ring waiting to be busted if you ask me but this man is clearly and proudly showing the link between Kabbalah and what would develop into witchcraft and its acceptance within the skein of modern Jewry, despite of course the Old Testament warning to ‘Not to suffer a witch to live.’ I am no advocate of burning witches but I’m pretty sure that in all those mediaeval tales of wicked witches eating children there is no smoke without fire.

Those that call themselves Jews are secretly Canaanite Phoenicians who infiltrated Judaism in the classical period. The Phoenicians practiced rites of child sacrifice and Phoenician is where we get our word Purple from, and is the origin of Royal Purple. The Purple relates to the purple urine of the Canaanite Phoenician Vampire bloodline which secretly rules the word. This story goes beyond the word Jews. Judaism is a smokescreen for something far worse which the Talmud hints about.

The world is falling into deliberately engineered chaos and sometimes it almost takes me with it. Everyday I check the news and immediately the chaos and evil enters my world. I check on the conspiracy forums and websites and the sheer force of evil and injustice assails me. Everything in the media seems to be sullied and connected in some way to this engineered chaos and evil.

For instance I did a simple internet search to see what satirist Chris Morris was up to because I used to like some of his work. This man was known for his TV shows and works of satire, in particular an episode of his TV show Brass Eye entitled ‘Paedo-geddon’ which seemed to be mocking the victims of paedophilia and making out that media fears were exaggerated and unfounded. At the time it didn’t really register as untoward but with retrospect it seems perhaps that something sinister was going on, and perhaps Morris was working as a media gate-keeper to some extent. I was interested to find that he attended Stonyhurst Jesuit public school in Lancashire. I wondered about this institution which so many famous alumni had also attended including JRR Tolkien.

I discovered that the headmaster of one of the prep schools which serve as feeder schools for Stonyhurst, Rory O’Brien was convicted in January 2000 on countless acts of child abuse who at the time was labelled ‘a serial abuser’ at Preston Crown Court.  O’Brien who was suspended by the school and given early retirement was  sentenced to three years in prison and it is said he would wake the students up in the middle of the night by shining a torch in their eyes.

However in May 2000 he was released on a technicality and had called on what appeared to be a whole pressure group of well-connected people to secure his release.
Amongst people called to his defence was a former mayor and Brendan O’Friel past governor at Strangeways prison during the time of the prison riots in the 90’s, which is oddly appropriate since he was defending a man with very strange-ways with children. John Travis, who was also a former headteacher said ‘I find it impossible to see how in any circumstances the allegations made could have any truth in them.’

The record of his offenses being quashed has only been recorded by the website and no other record of this, or the original source which appeared in the Birmingham Post & Mail, is available.

Apparently ‘supporters of the former head packed the courtroom burst into applause when Lord Justice Rose quashed the convictions. The defence’s case was that the allegations ‘emanated from a desire for revenge’. Lawyers acting for ‘O’Brien also said they would be pushing for compensation.’

Mr Justice Christopher Rose, Mr Justice Klevan and Mr Justice Jackson were the judges which presided over the acquittal.
Christopher Rose is a member of the privy council and was a critic of the 2003 Sex offences act which protected children from abuse by adults, he was also appointed Chief Surveillance Commissioner, which he held until 2015.

Justice Klevan who died in 2001, had also been briefed to defend Fred and Rosemary West and one wonders if, had they not committed suicide, would Klevan have managed to get them off? Klevan received a knighthood in 1998.
The High court judges refused a retrial on the grounds that it would be ‘oppressive’ for Mr O’Brien. So an alleged perpetrator of acts of sexual molestation against innocent children, has now become a victim?

To a lesser degree the same thing happened in 1998 when a Roman Catholic priest who was a maths teacher at Stonyhurst College was sentenced to five years in prison had his sentence reduced to three years.

I suspect this is the standard pattern for high profile or protected paedophiles, the machinery of the secret state unleashes its army of Queen’s Counsellors and paedos with Knighthoods, gallantly rushing down upon those who would dare tarnish the reputation of their betters whose unnatural abuses against children seem to some kind of feudal ‘droit de seigneur’ for the British elite.
In the closing paragraph of the article Rory O’Brien said, “These last 18 months have been horrific for me but I have come through thanks to the love and prayers of my family and friends.”  Well isn’t that a lovely end to this story. A happy ending for a predatory paedophile. What a fine country fit for heroes this is!

The television humourist and film maker Chris Morris was  a student at Saint Mary’s during a period in which these offenses occurred and was requested to make a statement but he refused. Perhaps he felt this wouldn’t be in keeping with his television work since his Paedo-geddon episode of Brass Eye clearly sought to depict public concerns about paedophilia as hysterical.

It seems to me that Chris Morris may have a reputation as a satirist and enemy of the establishment but the contrary seems to be the case, indeed that on the one hand he sought to trivialize and ridicule child sexual abuse and also when given a concrete opportunity to actually make a witness statement which might have actually brought justice to those sexual deviant Jesuits preying on small children, he chose not to.

One of his former classmates commented:
“It is inexplicable how Chris Morris could turn a blind eye by refusing to condemn what went on, and then go on to laugh at the most emotive subject he could find when he knows first-hand the trauma it causes.”

Could it be that despite his appearance of ‘anti-establishment’ old Chris Morris is just one of the boys? And that his Brass Eye programme and the ‘Paedogeddon’ episode in 2001 was specifically devised as a means of discrediting criminal investigations into paedophilia taking place at that very time with operation Whiting? The episode was initially planned to be broadcast on 5th July 2001 but the air date would have coincided with the disappearance and murder of Danielle Jones, a 15 year old who was murdered by Stuart James Campbell, a man with a history of indecency assaulting underage children. Yeah Chris, so what were you saying about media hysteria again?

Strangely Chris Morris seems to have had an extraordinary ability to reel in some of the highest profile names in media and politics and one wonder if this, like Robert O’Brien, the former headmaster cleared of sexual assault, he has the same instant reach to all levels of the establishment and can call in any number of highly placed people to intercede for his cause.

The media backlash to the show was immense and some 3,000 people phoned-in to complain about the show. In this instance the press were perfectly correct and perhaps they realized what Morris was inadvertently doing.

The unfortunately named Ros Coward of The Guardian, in its previous lifetime as a voice of reason, before the dark times of the present day when the raving looney left has emerged from its incubation pod, said:

“What’s so dishonest about Channel 4’s defence of Brass Eye as a satire of a media forms is the implication that they (and the liberal left in general) have a better truth than the tabloids. They don’t.”

The episode seems to have been made in response to the ‘moral panic’ surrounding the Sarah Payne case of an eight year old being raped and murdered.

On 6th February 2001 Ron Whiting was charged with the murder of Sarah Payne and paintings made by Sarah indicate that she has been present in a Masonic lodge at some point since she draws a picture of a man standing between two pillars, wearing some kind of apron while standing on a black and white chequerboard floor.
Is this some connection to the Jesuits themselves? Is this possibly some kind of indication of their place within the Illuminati Satanic family?

Well done Brother Chris. You paid your dues.

Similarly from a period just prior to the overturned conviction of Mr Rory O’Brien comes a rather revolting article in The Spectator by Simon Caldwell in which he goes at great lengths to protest the innocence of several Jesuit priests who had been investigated by Operation Whiting which took place in 1999, the biggest ever investigation conducted into a Catholic institution in the UK. Operation Whiting? And then in 2001 a man named Ron Whiting apparently murdered a young girl in some kind of Masonically connected murder? Isn’t that something of a creepy coincidence? I no longer believe in coincidences so I have to assume there is some strange and malevolent Masonic symbolism at work.

Father George Earl a former head of Saint Mary’s along with another former head Raymond Turner, and a priest  Father John Pearson were all charged with acts of gross indecency on a male under 14 and a girl of 9 years old.

The Spectator claims these charges of sexual abuse are motivated by ‘trawling’ or ‘begging bowl’ operations’, and ends with words which I daresay, future generations will view in quite the opposite manner to these imagined by paedophile apologist, Simon Caldwell:

“When future generation come to write our history, the epidemic of false allegations of child abuse against priests, teachers, social workers and doctors, is likely to emerge as a great scandal.”

May I suggest that what is more likely to emerge as a great scandal is the use of media operations like The Spectator, and indeed, what appears to be the whole instrument of the law, to do its utmost to defame victims and accuse them of lying about their abuse.
It is starting to appear that the words Catholic and ‘head teacher’ are a sure signaler of paedophilia. Catholic head teacher Peter Allott was jailed in 2016 for his stash of child porn described as ‘horrific’.

But what makes Jesuits and some Catholics this way? Well, we can assume that Catholic paedophiles are just like any paedophile in that they themselves were sexually abused at some point in their childhood. The psychology of how this repeating process works is a difficult area. Many homosexual men likewise reported sexual abuse at an early age and one can immediately state as self-evident that anyone who is an abuser of male children is automatically homosexual as well as being a paedophile of course. Incidents of child abuse involving men and minors statistically lean very heavily towards the abuse of male children, therefore we can technically include the majority of paedophile sexual abuse within the context of homosexuality.

This position becomes even clearer to me when we consider the work of homosexual lobbies themselves in trying to get the age of consent lowered. Peter Tatchell went infamously on record in 1997 in a letter to the Guardian stating that ‘several of my friends gay and straight, male and female had sex with adults from the ages of nine to thirteen. None of them feel they were abused. All say it was their conscious choice and gave them great joy.”

Of course, he went on to ‘clarify’ his comments on his own website, probably pursuant to an investigation by the vice squad and under legal advice, saying ‘I have never advocated the lowering of the age of consent.’  When in fact it was he who indeed succeeded in lowering the age of consent from 18 to the present 16.
According to website, Tatchell contrinuted to a chapter in a book entitled BOY or The Betrayal of Youth, compiled by PIE or the Paedophile Information Exchange, an organization which existed during the 70’s, likely some kind of strange fusion between Marxist subversion and 60’s ‘free love’ getting a bit carried away.

Tatchell wrote chapter 9 of the book entitled ‘Questioning ages of minority and ages of consent.’ Within the same book are chapters on incest and how to make paedophilia socially acceptable.
Several questions ought to immediately materialize in response to this. First of all why did Peter Tatchell as a child have so many friends who were having sex with adults? Did he perhaps, at an early age, move within the circle of paedophile rings? Was he, like his friends, all children or victims in common of some kind of network, the same type of which he would find himself involved in in later life. This somewhat makes me think of how Milo Yiannopoulos recounted to Joe Rogan that at the Hollywood parties he attended he would often see young children being given drugs and having sexual relations with older men. Yiannopoulos is a gay man, proudly so, yet if he as a gay man negotiating the gay scene can find himself rubbing shoulders with the drugging and abuse of young children then how close and how unsavoury bedfellows are homosexuals with paedophiles?

The second question which Tatchell’s letter ought to inspire, focusses on the phrase, ‘None of them feel they were abused.” These comments remind me of Yiannopoulos being ‘grateful’ to the Orthodox priest who abused him and apparently taught him how to give good blowjobs. These are two examples of rationalization. To a strong ego, nobody wants to feel that one had been a victim, or been abused, so one can just redefine the abuse and call it a formative homosexual experience and this seems to be more than a recurring trend, it seems to be the operating principles of homosexuality itself.

In 2016 Milo quite inexplicably took part in a pro-Trump art installation against globalization in which he bathed in a bathtub of pig’s blood. This is a pretty strange thing to want to do. Bathing in baked-beans for charity I can just about get my head around. It is the strangeness of using blood in art and protest which immediately assails most people as strange, unpleasant and no doubt extremely unhygienic. Milo has been on record claiming that he is ethnically Jewish. Lady Gaga also seems to have a penchant for blood as does Jewish Spirit Cooking artist Marina Abromovich. Abromovich is a common Ashkenazi Jewish surname since it a Patronym for Jewish people meaning ‘of Abraham’.  So we have Milo bathing in pig’s blood, Lady Gaga with her hotel bathtub full of blood and Marina Abromovich.

The Guardian has played a highly dubious role in giving paedophilia advocacy the oxygen of publicity and one might wonder why. Why is there an editorial policy at the Guardian to champion paedophilia as a kind of human rights issue? It is very disturbing and signals perhaps, the slow bursting open of the egg of Marxist socialism which was kept cool during the 80’s under the onslaught of Thatcher, the right-wing press and the shambolic state of the Labour party, only to slowly crack open during the warming political climate of the mid to late 90’s onwards when the Labour beast finally started to emerge. That beast would be no better personified that in the guise of a man like Peter Mandelsohn. A man who seems to bridge the gap and may help us solve the mystery of what lies between, or what connects the Labour party and paedophilia. It seems to me that the Labour party and the paedophilia and homosexual rights groups, are different facets of some submerged, hidden and unknown, ‘other’ organization. But what could that organization be? This is another question for another time. 

Monday 13 February 2017

The Tree of Life and the Hollywood Atheism Agenda.

Terrence Malik Presents: God Hates Dinosaurs. 

Let us take a trip to the sacred Holly-wood and take an interest in the work of Terrence Malik. Mr Malik is a not particularly busy man. Every couple of years he makes a film which the media all get excited about and tell us that we also should get excited about it too, and many people not knowing any better, jump on the media bandwaggon and do as they're told and decide to get excited. It's that comforting feeling that yuppies and hipsters get when they feel part of the clever club because they enjoy films that the media tell them are 'intelligent' or 'artistic' and 'challenging'.

Malik is an Arabic word which means King or Lord and is a form of the word Moloch and also Melchor, which are Phoenician names for Baal. 
One might assume a certain interest in the occult as Malik made a film called The Knight of Cups who poster shows one of the magic sigils, the triangle of Solomon, used by the OTO and Satanic groups in demonic rituals. This film stars Christian Bale. It is also worth noting that the name Bale is also a name which evoke the Semitic name Baal leader of the Raphaim, the residents of the underword, or Lord, most commonly applied to the Demon God also known as Molech, Malchur and hence Malik. 

Terrence Malik is most probably a member of Aleister Crowley’s occult group The Ordo Templi Orientis or OTO. His film The Tree of Life was produced by Brad Pitt and stars Sean Penn and Brad Pitt. Sean Penn’s early involvement with Madonna draws him closely into the OTO Kabbalah web. Both Brad Pitt and Sean are very likely members of the OTO and it is for this reason that they have been given this level of stardom and wealth. Only those inside the secret group who have sworn their oaths and paid their dues are rewarded with A-list celebrity status.

The Tree of Life in reference is the Kabbalistic Tree of Life and we can expect when watching this film that the audience is likely to be inducted into the particular point of view of the OTO practicing Kabbalist.

The devious trickery of a film like Tree of Life in particular, is that it propagates its message, and it does have a message, it isn’t just entertainment it is proselytism and propaganda of the crudest kind. It is proselytizing its particular world-view by creating a story and a cast of characters, which it fully controls. It is not showing us reality, but an artificial reality which Malik has created in order to sell you his idea. And that idea is that the idea of a Christian God, or indeed any conception of God, is absurd and the kind of delusion shared only by the most foolishly naïve backwoods type of in-bred Christian hicks who probably live in Waco and have protruding chins and goofy children with big jug ears.

And so Malik literally sets the scene and shows us what he wants us to see. He shows us backwoods Christians hicks who live in Waco, have protruding chins and have goofy children with big jug ears. He paints an image of human self delusion against the endless cruelty of life and an impassive cold universe which seems to have no connection with human beings and their problems and shows us a specially created cast of characters along with specially selected music and images, to show us the absurdity of their beliefs.

He creates the image of the world as cruel and chaotic and asks the question 'why does God allow this suffering?' Real life is much more nuanced than a propaganda film for Satanic OTO God haters of course, but the power of film and the stars and machinery of Hollywood is such that the average movie gooer doesn’t really suspect he or she is being indoctrinated into atheism for the price of admission, popcorn and a Big Gulp, particularly when it’s an ‘art house’ film, the paying public are already on their knees in deference to a big exclusive Hollywood director and ‘auteur’ like Malik, whose reputation and career the media have mythologised to the level of some kind of Hollywood prophet dispensing holy Hollywood truths and conditioning the gullible hipsters and telling them what to think while the sheep like bearded trendsters and faux intellectuals obediently chew over the cud of Malik's diatribe, with glazed unthinking eyes. For instance Salon strongly promoted this movie, calling it a ‘domestic epic’ and ‘the most talked about movie of the summer’. The NY Times said: "(the film) envisions the origins of the universe and ponders some of life's deepest questions."

The whole point of films like this is for people to go to who want to prove that they are not popcorn chomping plebians and have some kind of depth within them. So they go to films like this, and feel confused for two hours, and emerge even more confused, much more so than when they went in, and talk to their friends about how confused they feel and somehow imagine that this is what passes for intellectual fulfillment.

The film starts with a quote from the book of Job, the theme of patient suffering is a key theme of the film but the film subverts this and asks us why we should suffer at all. At one point someone in the film says:

"Do you trust in God? Job too was close to God. The very moment everything was taken away from Job, he knew God had taken it."

It begins with a feeble female voice-over, her voice throughout the film scarcely seems to register at times and it's hard to know what she's saying. She is thus portrayed as a weak withdrawn character. She is the confused and pitiable Christian which Malik serves up as part of his polemic discourse.

“The nuns taught us there are two ways through life

The way of nature and the way of grace, we have to choose which one to follow.

Grace doesn’t try to please itself, accepts being slighted, forgotten, disliked, accepts insults and injuries.”

This is actually more in tune with the Kabbalah and the book of Zohar which believes that there are two paths through life, the path of pain and the path of light.

“Nature only wants to please itself, get others to likes to lord it over them, it has its own way. Finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it and love is smiling through all things. They taught us that no one who loves the way of grace ever comes to a bad end. I will be true to you whatever comes."

I've Got a Letter from God. He Hates You Too

The film then comes to a scene with a woman in a sunny conservatory receiving a letter which she opens and after a moment of shock appears to collapse in grief after which there is a sudden jump cut. We assume that the woman has just received news that her son has been killed. It is as if her faith has already proved fruitless and she has been rewarded for her belief in God with the death of her son. The sequences of events is such that it is almost made to seem like a cause and effect relationship, that having faith in God will lead to the death one's children. At the very least the inference is that God does not listen to those who worship him and is unworthy of worship since he is apparently keen to visit random acts of tragedy on even his most faithful supporters.

The movie has the mother in a continuous process of grief, calling on a God which within the tableau of the film is either impassive or absent. It pays to remember that what we are watching is an artificial construction of images and ideas designed to create an overall impression, this is propaganda, as pure ruthless and artful as that of Leni Reifenshahl, and while Reifenstahl wanted us to reject and hate Jews, Malik wants us to reject and possibly hate God.

God is presented by one of the Christian women, while she is trying to apparently console the mother, in the following way:

"The Lord gives and the Lord takes away and that's the way he is. He sends flies to wounds that he should heal."

Not only are we presented with the idea of an absent God but also a malicious and capricious one.

The feeble narrative continues in an manner utterly convincing to the character Malik is trying to convince us actually exists. The apparently simple minded naïve Christian woman is now further interpolating a God she does not know. The whole point of Christianity and Jesus’ ministry is that we as Christians DO know God. We know God through his son Jesus and the message of love and forgiveness which Jesus showed us. She says to God:

“What are we to you? Answer me.”

Someone with faith wouldn’t interrogate God because they know the presence of God is not something which is immediately going to climb down from the clouds, brush his beard and start merrily explaining himself and all of creation. The presence of God is within all of us and is necessarily not directly perceivable in the material world. Of course, creation and life itself is evidence of God in the first instance. Also this kind of search for God as a spokesman is a baffling idea and instances in the news of people claim to have been speaking to God usually don’t end well. Either a schizophrenic carried out a murder because God told him to, or George W Bush invades Iraq which leads to the death of upwards of a million people. God then, seems to shun direct human dialogue, this seems to be more the domain of ‘the other guy’, the one with the horns.

The next shot, juxtaposes a mother’s yearning for some sign from God over her dead son and some sort of prayer with a shot which shows vast gas clouds and nebulae, terrifying in their remoteness to daily human suffering. And Malik shows us an impassive unconcerned universe of Gas giants and galaxies which just don’t seem to be listening. We see the surface of the sun, terrifying in its power and, again, seen to be remote from Earth and the life of a simple human family. A shot of bursting lava and forces of apparent chaos and incredible power, so far removed from the human experience as to seem to relegate human concerns into insignificance. I am rather saddened that a film like this is seen as intelligent and of great spiritual depth, the artifice is obvious and the labored propaganda directed specifically against Christianity and theism itself, is of the most paltry and simple minded kind. This film is simply not worthy of the medium, and Terrence Malik himself is rather a second rate film director lacking the subtlety which has distinguished certain propagandists of the past to at least a certain level of artistic merit.

What the film fails to tell you is that suffering is a choice which we as humans make. One can choose to suffer from the events of life or one can choose to move on and make the best of your life and its circumstances. This fear of death and obsession with human suffering seems to be something which we find within the typical Satanist. Pain. This pain seems to inform their whole view of reality itself. Also this view that death is some kind of disaster, is a materialistic one, not a spiritual or religious one. In fact from a certain spiritual perspective death is a blessing because it means one has become free and unchained from this fallen physical world, and I think there can be few doubts that what we are dealing with here on Earth IS a fallen world.

This terror of death which people involved with the occult experience was nowhere more pronounced than in the inglorious passing of David Bowie whose final album was a shameful display of a petulant child bawling his eyes out because his father told him it was bed time.

Not a happy Bowie. 

The parable of Jesus’ that it is easier for camel to pass through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter heaven, can be explained because the rich man with his life of luxury, ease and all his earthly pleasures instantly fulfilled, would feel at death that someone was taking everything away from him. This possibly partially explains the obsession which the rich have with longevity and the former fruitless fad with cryogenics. The rich simply cannot bear the thought of dying and losing everything, while the poor, as Jesus says, ‘yours is the Kingdom’ because they have nothing to lose by leaving this world and joyfully embracing the next. Personally I found this attitude highly prevalent when I lived in Egypt. I would talk to people in Cairo, most of the people who live in Egypt are poor, and many of them think another world war seems inevitable but the general consensus was not of fear but of a sense that death is not the worst thing, and in fact since their lives were so hard and they had so little to lose and so they were not afraid of leaving this world.

That's Where God Lives....Said No Christian Ever.
Perhaps the most stupidly transparent and brazen moment in the film comes when we have just seen a brown rabbit running down a furrow, to the endlessly tiresome sub-normal retarded woman twirling her son in her arms and pointing to the sky and saying ‘that’s where God lives.’

Space: Jupiter Lives There!
I mean, who does that? Literally no one would ever do that. And of course, all of this was set up twenty minutes before when we saw that there is nothing in the sky except for Jupiter with frightening music, and blind mechanistic forces and raging solar storms. I’m pretty sure Malik knows what a fraud he is and must hate this scene in its sheer wanton contrivance, which is probably why he refused to turn up to accept any awards for it, in fact I wouldn’t be at all surprised if Malik knows what a sham and imposter he really is which is why he won’t give any interviews or make any public announcements about his work.

Yet for the second time this is just not what any Christian or anyone who followed a religion of any kind would even say. The dialogue and the character which Malik has created is a fraud. An unlikely and unbelievable artifice. A Christian bears their sorrows and keeps their faith until their sorrows become a vibrant part of their spiritual experience. A Christian knows this world and the conditions in it are far from perfect and would not expect them to be so, otherwise they would not be Christians who understand the nature of the world they are in and await entry into a better one. It is however just the kind of question someone in spiritual darkness might ask, and clearly, Malik is a man in spiritual pain and darkness. Malik lost his brother in a bizarre suicide, after he broke his own hands in frustration at apparently not being able to reach a certain level of excellence with his guitar lessons with a Spanish virtuoso guitarist.

Yet again, we find an inability to deal with pain and disappointment. In the case of Terrence Malik’s brother who killed himself because he wasn’t a guitar genius, and in the instance of Terence Malik himself who seems to be haunted by the pain of the loss of his brother. Isn’t there almost a petulance in their actions and ways of thinking? An unwillingness to progress and accept that life something is hard, but instead they react in excessively disproportionate ways, with suicide or Satanism.

If Satan himself were to make a presentation to mankind in order to convince him to collectively deny the existence of God, this is exactly the film he would make, and perhaps he has, using his human agent Terence Malik to speak for him.

Brad Pitt takes it on the chin to pull his Waco Christian 'Tard Face. 

The characters themselves, the apparently pious Christian couple at the centre of the film are depicted a pair of fools who seem to be huddling together somewhere near the bottom end of the autism spectrum. Jessica Chastain mumbles her way through the film as if the character she is playing has just escaped from a secure facility and is still heavily sedated.

Brad Pitt 'Tards Hard for this Movie. 

Brad Pitt’s pulls every facial expression he can think of to show that his character is somewhat below Forrest Gump in intelligence, in fact at one point Brad Pitt ludicrously at one point has his chin sticking out like the literal retard face you pulled as a kid in the playground, except that, rather incongruously this idiotic semi-retarded backwoods Christian owns a nice house and can play piano. But then again we’ve all seen Deliverance and we know that in-bred hill billies sometimes play a mean banjo.

Brad Pitt plays with his organ while pulling Christian Tard-Face TM. 

You Just Went Full Retard.

Goofy looking Christians. Collect the whole set! 

Goofy Looking Christians! Gotta Catch 'Em All.
A Straight Flush of Goofy Christians.

The children in this film are shown staggering about like animals, witlessly, almost appearing to drool at times and the inference is that human beings are no different to animals, particularly children who belong to Christian families. The characters in this film are deliberately played as ridiculous and pitiable because the viewer is supposed to find their religion ridiculous and pitiable. There is even a scene where the group of neighbourhood children are seen playing in clouds of toxic DDT mosquito killer. This scene seems to embody the idea of senseless cruelty and again, is such a clearly contrived idea to labour a particular sense of hopelessness.

This seems to connect with the scene where the children are wantonly cruel to each other and animals. One scene has the children tie a frog to a rocket while another scene shows children inflicting pain on each other. 

The key theme of the film is pain and the movie revels in it and would try to tell the movie-goer that this is all there is to life. Pain, cruelty and loss. 

A deliberately nihilistic skewed vision of reality which is a million miles removed from most of our lives which generally tend not to revolve around pain and wanton cruelty.

In fact the actors playing his sons in the film also seem to have been especially chosen to most resemble the backwoods hillbilly boy. With big jug ears and dopey witless bovine expressions. Most movies choose conventionally attractive or cute child actors, but not this movie, that’s because the characters in this film are not supposed to be aspirational or heroic, or even likeable, in fact the opposite is the case.

“My soul, my son" Jessica Chastain mumbles, and we are reminded of course that the only thing of importance in the whole universe is of course, a human being’s lack of knowledge about the transition between this world and the next world, and the pain and sorrow which this lack of understanding causes.

The Jellyfish, the Most Religious and Pious of All God's Creatures.
The film is trying to show the heaven and the deep cosmos as a series of blind mechanistic forces, whether storms, cells, lava volcanoes or even the lives of mere human beings. During these tiresome and pointless displays some kind of religious choral music is played, as if to show that the Kingdom of God and the reality of the eternal divine in nothing but jellyfish, seaweed and the odd deep space gas cloud.

It is the scientists’ vision of the world, but not the first rate innovative scientist like Tesla, Newton or Max Plank, but the media idea of a scientist. The materialist with something quirky about him. Whether it be a scientist who used to be in a dance band singing songs to Tony Blair or the scientist trapped in a wheelchair. The scientist who has been initiated, likely by watching films such as this, into forgetting his own experience of the infinite and being forced to reduce himself to a blood cell travelling down a capillary to feed a chicken embryo.

The astonishing thing is that it all smacks of some incredible arrogance, as all such atheistic concepts do, that somehow the natural world is not good enough for us, that why should we be pumped full of blood and little different to a chicken. Why should we be subjected to the laws of the material world and have to suffer birth, life and death. Why should we? Aren’t we so much better than a mechanistic universe?

Obviously the idea is inane, and very possibly insane, and it takes a man of an especially warped creative ability to be able to convey such an idea in film.

The Mistake Malik makes is to try to Prove God's Non-Existence by Offering the Evidence of the  Macrocosm, but God Lives in the Quantum Microcosm.

While this woman is breathlessly droning on about the search for her lost child we are shown an image of Jupiter and images of bodies of the solar system. The inference of course is clear, that your child is not here. Indeed, they are not anywhere. All that is up in the sky are terrifying large planets while scary and tumultuous classical choral music plays.

The Tree of Life has been largely misunderstood by its media audience, or at least as I suspect, deliberately miss-sold as a religious film when it is thoroughly and completely an atheist’s film, however Richard Brody makes the correct analysis of the film:

“…there’s no God in ‘The Tree of Life’, but rather, the scientific origin and development of the world – which he depicts and nonetheless miraculous.”

Film critic Roger Ebert wrote: ”human lives diminish beneath the overarching majesty of the world”. What he means is that human lives are insignificant compared to the force of blind materialism, which of course, is a key belief to atheistic humanists.

Films like this appeal to people who cannot grasp metaphysical or spiritual concepts for themselves and need to be told that there is no God.

The website topsecret writers seems to share my concerns and asks:

"Should he inform the public about his philosophies and religious beliefs that he spreads in his films?
Or does Malick essentially use his films for unlabeled propaganda for new-age beliefs. In short, what does Terrence Malik have to hide?"
Are Malick’s Films Simply New Age Propaganda?
Malik is arguably using his films as ‘unwitting’ propaganda to distribute his ‘new age’ and Gnostic beliefs that “knowledge has a redeeming and liberating function that helped the individual break free of bondage to the world.”

The website also notes his lack of public appearances and the specific banning of photographs. Nor was he even present to accept the Canne D’or from the prestigious Cannes film festival, surely the high point in the career of any film maker? My suspicion is frankly, that Malik knows it’s all a sham and that he is nothing but a propagandist and knows too that the whole of the organized media from television, press, to even supposed ‘avant garde’ film festivals are all part of the same rotten club, and he frankly just couldn’t be bothered to play his part any further than he really had to. For him, making his beastly odious films is all he is willing to do. He will not speak for them, nor will he accept awards for them.

Oh the sheer creepy crawly Goldnessness of creation. Malik subtext: Praying is for idiots and insects.

Watching The Tree of Life is like experiencing life through schizo-vision. For instance there is a shot of a child playing with its father which is quickly cut to a tree frog climbing a blade of grass, then an anatomical drawing or a praying mantis (a shorthand for the hidden terror of the natural world) to a child wearing a Halloween mask.

But why? Noone experiences life like this. Noone makes rapid associations between a child playing in a garden to frogs and praying mantids. Noone except someone who is suffering with mental illness and wants to share his living nightmare with us.

Everything is deliberately made sinister in this movie. But we know that much of life isn’t sinister at all, maybe mundane at worst. But here, we are experiencing life through the lens of schizophrenic confusion and the terror of false and anomalous associations.

The film is very keen at all times to attempt to correlate human activities to those of animals. All the boy seems to do is sleep and run around and fight with each other. The one moment when the boy is not seen running around is a meal setting where Brad Pitt has again evoked God and shown that Christian parents are tyrannical and have no human relationship with their parents.

The relationship between Brad Pitt and his Christian family is depicted as slightly unnatural and oppressive. When the son asks if his father can pass the butter, his father rebukes him saying ‘pass the butter please sir’, The sons have the timidity of tortured or abused children. I half expected the Brad Pitt character to punch his wife in the face and say ‘stop talking woman.’ In fact he and his wife do actually have a physical confrontation at one point in the film.

“Do you love your father.” The son responds meekly with a ‘yes sir’ of an abused air of someone suffering from Stockholm syndrome.

The sinister element is also evoked with the reliance on pieces of heavy classical music as a kind of short-hand for the blind and dangerous mechanistic forces of the universe does become a bit tiresome after a while, and one wonders how Malik would possibly have conveyed 90 percent of his ideas without the use of selected suites, opuses and overtures. He simply wouldn’t. The music did 90 percent of the work in this film and as far as I know Malik had no part in that. The movie is basically people wandering around in a variety of locations. With foreboding choral classical music in the background, while a mother kisses a boy. And that’s about it. It makes one realise what a fraud Malik is and how several well esteemed actors including the legendary Christopher Plummer vow never to work with the man again and demand that he obtain a script writer. Malik doesn’t seem to believe in scripts. He probably just asks his actors to wander around while afterwards choosing which composer’s music will actually decide what it all means.

In 2015 Malik released the Knight of Cups, and according to the film’s star Christian Bale, not only was there no script, but Bale literally knew nothing about his own character or the events of the film. He didn’t even know who else was in the film and one of the film’s stars Teresa Palmer, he had initially thought was a stripper. The film spent two years in post production and in all likelihood it was here that Malik actually decided what the film would actually be about since all of the dialogue from Bale is provided in narrative voice-over. Malik would also send actors unexpectedly into a scene in order to get a reaction from the actors who were performing.

From all of this one gets the impression that working with Terrence Malik is less a professional engagement and more an initiatory ordeal. The key to the initiatory ordeal is the unknown and fear, also sudden surprises. All of these elements would be experienced to anyone working with Terrence Malik and is the reason many well known actors have vowed never to work for him again and have expressed disillusionment with his methods.

The public and actors themselves, for their own mental well being, be very wary of having anything to do with Terrence Malik and his films.

Friday 26 February 2016

The Extraordinary Communications of Sir Mason Goldbrick

The Extraordinary Communications of Sir Mason Goldbrick. As divulged to a former moderator on Freemasonry Watch's forum.

"I am Ipsissimus"

I build with bricks of gold.

My apron is spotless. I hoard the great treasures and resources of this planet, because I am the chosen one. Self-chosen to be Ipsissimus.

I call darkness light, for selfishness is goodness in my eyes. Fools scramble to bow at my feet and fall in, rank and file, waiting for their turn to be blindfolded, deceived, abused and tested for my missions.

I beg them to accept every religion, old and new. For in the end, it is I they must accept as God. I tolerate no rival, especially the one called Jesus. For I am the God of Rage, of war and destruction. My number is 6 - meaning "hex" for that is how I enchant and lure the weak and bewildered.

I promise goodness, charity, and humanitarian aid to the poor. But I build with bricks of gold. My industry is one of war, merciless and full of boasting. If an enemy does not exist, I must create one - easy to conquer - so that I may be glorified and enriched with even greater wealth.

I am heir of the Great Pirates who once ruled the earth, keeper of the Reis maps, showing that the world is round. Does our ancient secret amaze you? We were the wise ones who set up puppet kingdoms, transporting goods from land to land. And warning men they would fall of the edge of the world if they strayed too far from us.

No one can ever see my face, knowing who I am. Your very soul is my property, for all men are as livestock in my eyes.

I am Ipsissimus. I build with bricks of gold.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


My Knighthood

When the pirates of the 17th and 18th century began to influence the British monarchy, some of them were knighted and named "Sir." This happened because they brought great plundered wealth into the kingdom and were instrumental in the process of colonization.

But in order to preserve their identities and true intentions, it was necessary to create a network of safe houses or lodges throughout the empire. New members were recruited into the external or "outer court" to convey a sense of prestige and powerful association to medieval crusaders. But the "inner court" always remained the realm of the pirates. Because they raised and destroyed kingdoms, they fancied themselves as "builders" or tektonik kraftsmen.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick

Who is Ipsissimus?

Why? I told you. It means Most High. Let me now tell you a bit more about myself: I appear to be around sixty years old but I am much, much, older. I am the first great person to be cryonically preserved. Not cloned. The American method of cryonic preservation is a total failure because it freezes dead people and hopes to revive them to life at a future time. But I was frozen while still alive. Do not be startled. It's not what you think. My scientist guard has perfected the method invented for me during the Second World War. I was not frozen for years or decades. But my body temperature is lowered for only a few hours every day. In this way I can live indefinitely. Of course, only the wise will believe me.

I care not to disclose more.

I was born at the turn of the last century. I and my brothers were the first embryos to be born of artificial insemination. Our mothers were virgins. But because Victorian society would not tolerate such a groundbreaking experiment, it was required that our mothers be silenced for all time. Jack's sons performed the ripper's conspicuous act. Yes, it was the Order which gave me life and brought me to the highest rank of Ipsissimus. Lucifer, created above the angels. Since then, I have vowed to utterly destroy the Order, although I now lead it.

In the coming months and years I aim to shift the seat of world finance back to Europe, where it originally belongs. For the great wealth of America was given to it by the Royal families and aristocrats of Europe. But now we have tired of the American state of decadence and moral decline. And Brussels shall be the new centre of our future investments. Of course, Americans will object to all this. And we, in turn, will set them further on their wild goose chase for an illiterate Arab, in a cave with a can of baked beans.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


Lucifer King of Babylon

But let me tell you this: I did not ask to be born of artificial insemination, and reared in masonic boarding schools all my early life. I loathed such authority, such wealth and taste, though I was deemed their chosen Horus child. Great men do bend their knee to me. Yet I hate myself, this world, and all that is in it.

My goal is annihilation of the self. So great is my contempt for the "worshipful masters" who made me the fruit of their secret God-experiment. I shall go to hell and be finally content at last. And many fools will follow, by my offer of pleasure and reward.

Let's stop this repetitious nonsense about Lucifer being either Venus, Jupiter or another star!

Anyone versed in scripture knows that Lucifer, the son of morning, is a symbol of the king of Babylon (or Persia) who attacked Israel and carried off the ten lost tribes.

I am amazed at the uncouthness of some postings on this site by so-called masons. Do you not fear being chastised for your lack of understanding?

Lucifer, the sovereign of Persia and Babylon is now at your very door, destroying your mighty towers of wealth! But your eyes are half-closed by the glutton sleep of ignorance.

Jesus, I envy that person. For his fate or destiny is of utmost good luck. Mine is just the opposite. I am like the black billiard ball, destined to fall last into the pocket.

I have caused more death and suffering than any man in history. Do you laugh at me? Yet, despite this, Jesus is the only one who ever loved me. For his saying is: "If you do not forgive your enemies, neither will your Father forgive you." Those who will not forgive me shall be trapped by the bitterness of their own hearts.

I know my fate. It is a dark dream I have experienced time and time again. When I breathe my last, I shall suddenly awaken to find my soul trapped in the flesh of Jesus on the cross. I will writhe in the pain of crucifixion, forever on the edge of time and space. For his saying is that "he condemned sin in his own flesh."

There is no escape for me. For only Jesus leaves the tomb; only he walks out of hell. I will forever be trapped in the singularity of the suffering Christ. It is the eternal loop I can never escape. But I cannot feel love, not even to pity my own soul. It is the fuel of God's universe: the soul which I do forfeit.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


Greetings gentlemen and ladies, of course!

On this occasion, I would like to explain to you how I joined the Order.

As a matter of fact, I had no real choice in the matter. For, as I stated in a previous posting, I was the experimental Horus child, the first person to be born of artificial insemination. Since my mother was a virgin, I was destined to attain to the lofty position of Ipsissimus, created higher than common man.

I grew up in a strict Quaker household of considerable wealth. There were no doubts that I would one day enter the Order, when of proper age. On the contrary, my main concern during my adolescence was how to get out of it!

But after my first sexual encounter, with my mother's maid, I discovered the hidden beast of pleasure within me. 'Why not Ipsissimus?' a voice inside me cried. And so, after completing my primary Latin studies, I turned to the macabre. Things grim and gruesome became my source of pleasure. I need not bore you with magical details here. Suffice it to say that I did not merely seek to worship the devil, I wanted to be that very person.

When the day of my initiation into the Order finally arrived, I pulled the administrating officer to the side and quietly asked: "Is it true that you allow all religions with your ranks?"

"Why, yes sir." the fool answered.

"Very well then," I replied. "I hold the religious belief of the dark sect."

He smiled and whispered into my ear: "Supreme spirit! Your are mischievous and clever, a person of a special kind."

Yes, all religions are allowed within the Order. And mine is certainly not to be discriminated against. That would not be fair, would it?

How odd however, that in the innermost courtyard of the temple, all members followed the very same dark path as mine. Oh! secret of secrets. We are not alone; excessive desire for food or wealth!

What's called the Order is nothing more than a Lion's Club in Detroit or a Rotary International of American businessmen.

But I dwell 'neath the original Grand Master's Castle. My hands caress its building blocks like an animal's soft fur.

I sail with fleets along the shores of Malta, and am greeted by the local inhabitants. Jerusalem knows my shadow as I climb the mount of Olives.

I rule Persia with a clenched fist, yielding laundered dollar bills. Petrol is my weapon of choice. And what I have built in Babylon is the way to hell itself - a mighty rocket sled that staggers the imagination.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


Let's take a spirit-ride, on the highways of your imagination

Ride with Ipsissimus to the secret portico of signum. Car is black. Red interior. Times are out, in three minutes. Don't mock, for the architect of hell-fire, in his living generation, has but a short time left on earth, according to his doctors. He has vowed to utterly destroy the Order that made an experiment of his birth. And it shall be done. The house is divided against itself.

The tone masons convey belongs to the old days; the golden days of Freemasonry. But the world has changed since the ruin of Manhattan. Now, the word to look for and remember is WATCH. What does it mean? Freemason Watch. Does it mean to shrink back in fear? You are watched. With every move. Megabytes of information. Your "secret" oath is no longer a closed valve, but an open instrument. Watched by the authorities, and stored under one name. They don't like doing it. But they have to. Because the world has changed. Faster than you were able to assimilate or understand.

So buckle up. Let's ride on the highways of your imagination. To see the handiwork of Ipsissimus, the architect of hell-fire. His inner portico is of pure marble, below the earth. Hidden stairways. Doors of brass. Gates of iron. Its walls are thick, solidly fixed. Inside is the throne of fire. What kind of fire is this? Hotter than the sun. Binary fission, fully awake. More than the body can bear. Pipelines push forward heavy water and gas. To moderate a neutron source for the cauldrons of hell. Impossible burning. The ruin of the soul. Because space-time is distorted, and an instant is stretched to eternity.

But on the streets above, the day unfolds as usual. People go about their work. Nothing noticed, not even a sound.

There is no inner portico. Not anymore. Only the action of looking and remembering.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


I am a logician

I am a logician, not a magician. There is only one miracle to consider in the universe: The miracle of logic. Why should it exist? Why should there be laws of nature? Why should thesis and antithesis unite by synthesis? Because it is logically so. There is no magic involved. Jesus called himself "logos" meaning universal logic or reason, not a magical utterance. Jesus is God's logic, his "reason" for existence.

As for the White House etc., I have met Stephen Hawking and have been trying to convince him to finish his formula for the collapsar weapon. What is the collapsar weapon? It is based on the next step after the neutron bomb. Also known as the nuclear black hole bomb (it sucks, it really does).

It collapses everything within a certain radius into a small invisible point so massive, it begins to sink into the earth.

Of course, such a weapon can only be used once (wisely). But Hawking is currently resisting Ipsissimus, refusing to comply.

Yes, I am a logician, determined to destroy the house of Luciferians, and their spiritual leader, the demon-king of Persia. It shall be done.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


A Little Note

Please bear in mind that I have been undergoing cryonic preservation treatment for several years now, so I am much, much older than I appear to be. I understand it is very hard for you to believe it, but the first artificial insemination took place in 1875. It was the year Madame Blavatsky announced the "arrival" of the Horus child to the world, and founded her magic brothel society: Theos of Fist.

It was, indeed, the world's tragedy.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick

The Secret Charter of the Order

After being initiated into the Order, I quickly rose to power and prominence. I dare say I was the darling of every lodge in my district. Pomp and arrogance became my trademarks. When the common brethren were told of my virgin birth and that I was the world's first child of artificial insemination, they paid an almost amorous attention to me, seeking to win favour.

Because the Order allowed all religions, I immediately sought out other members of the dark sect. How could we be discriminated against? That would not be fair, would it? Needless to say, the followers of darkness were the most merciless ones; harsh and severe. Particularly in their practice of sex magic (today it is known as S & M). And they were, by no coincidence, seated at the very top of the masonic pyramid, at the inner court of the Order. The ordinary brethren of the outer court were always paragons of honour and honesty, for the sake of public relations and outward appearances. But in the portico within, wild indiscriminate sexual activity was a matter of course. Ornamental Degrees of Initiation were dispatched after every re-enactment of mythical rape or abduction. In this way, the natural guilt of lechery was lessened among the top members; their wild lust for sodomy was sanctified, with showy certification.

Oddly enough, the doors of darkness were always open to the lower initiates. But most of them would never dare enter. How could they? I actually think they refused to believe what was really occurring among their high superiors. "Are you ready to enter the portals of Lucifer, the demon-king of Persia?" we would often tease a novice or new convert. But most of them would merely shrink in fear and behave quite obsequiously.

I had no time for the foolish person of soft underbelly in those early days, for my god was my own belly. 'Oh! where shall I rub my belly tonight?' I would often lament. In time I discovered that it was blackmail, not honour, which kept the upper hierarchy tidy and in its right place. This intrigued me, to say the least, and I soon became adept at the art of extortion of payment in return for silence. Dealing with lawyers, judges, officers of the law, and even clergymen (especially clergymen!) became the source of my livelihood. It was sheer magic. What else could it be?

At last, I concentrated my studies on the actual structure of the inner portico. 'Why is Lucifer the demon-prince of Persia?' I often wondered to myself. Why not Apollo, a fairy king, or even the ground hog? After laboriously questioning my elders I was finally allowed to see the authentic charter of the Order. It was a plot, without question. Set down over five hundred years ago in the Egyptian and Arabic tongue, its purpose would unfold in two phases:

First, the crafty object was to infiltrate the West with distinct Persian influences and slowly erode the Judeo-Christian character of Europe and the Americas. It was a marvellous working. In the second phase, widespread devastation would occur. Major centres of commerce would be uprooted and destroyed. The West would be subdued, and finally conquered by the armies of Gog. And because the outer court of the Order would completely be occupied by blind sheep eager to hide the blemishes of their masters' sins, no progress could possibly be made in the course of true justice.

I commended and praised the ancient authors of our secret charter. Yet, when I became fully aware of the rude jokes and witticisms that were circulating about my virgin birth, and my "loveless" conception, I resolved to take action.

As Ipsissimus, I would add one more phase to the sinister charter: I would knock the noxious fez caps off the heads of the elite masters. One by one, I would cast them into the pit that became known to the world as ground zero.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


Greetings again, fellow seekers!

Shortly before the war, I was outraged to discover that an unauthorized book had been written about my secret sex life. It had a sudden and disturbing effect on my emotions. The culprit was George Sylvester Viereck, the publisher of a weekly paper I worked with during my days in New York, on Madison Avenue.

Perhaps I was too indulgent with Viereck, and he took the liberty of disclosing matters that were meant to be kept private. My first impelling urge was to have Viereck arrested, which I later did. But as it turned out, my highly sexed way of acting soon became quite popular; a craze and fad among the youth!

Viereck's book described the most secret of all rituals ever conducted by Ipsissimus. Outsiders later termed it "an orgy." But what did they know? The sacred ritual crypt was prepared for the occasion many days in advance. A muscular black man, stripped from the waist up, fanned a huge blade of peacock feathers, blowing gently on the alter of Ipsissimus. On the marble alter lay Salome, totally naked, waiting for my glorious entry.

Salome, I should point out, was my female counterpart. Having beheaded John the Baptist, she was deemed the fitting consort for Ipsissimus. The "Salome candidate" was carefully screened and selected from various female lodges such as the Order of the Eastern Star, or the Daughters of the Nile.

When at length, I entered the antiquated vault, the very earth trembled. I was clothed in a small piece of black leather towelling, with black leather shoulder straps and silver ringlets. If my outfit seems familiar to you now, don't be deceived. It was not the clever idea of a Hollywood fashion designer. Not by a long shot. It was the original medieval executioner's uniform of the militant Order of the Ghibbelines.

A whip and a goat-horn mask completed my splendid costume. Remember me? All knees bowed, and the persons elected to participate in the dark ritual uttered: "Hail Lucifer." Who else could I be on such a grand occasion?

Yes, Lucifer and Salome are the eternal partners of the inner sanctum. The secret tradition has been observed since the days of the Knights Templar. When George Sylvester Viereck published our devoted secret in book form, we had no choice but to later punish his impudence by sending him to prison.

But in the decades which followed, I realized that I was being old-fashioned because the black leather costume of Lucifer became a standard prop for modern liberated swingers. Bondage, whips. Piercing and bleeding. My method of sexuality has now become a very normal way of having good, clean, adult fun. Yet little do those who follow the latest fashions know that this vivid tantric practise comes directly from the hidden crypts of York Rite Freemasonry!

- Sir Mason Goldbrick
The 9th Degree

Today, let's discuss the 9th degree. What's more tragic brethren, losing faith or losing money? Bullion, of course: the brick of gold or silver in bulk before coining, or valued by weight. Please fasten your safety aprons.

Street maker. Along the long and mighty roads I built, neon signs flash out their prophetic warning: "Save!" they announce with large letters. Save your souls? Of course not. Bullion. Save one cent. "$9.99" - how the Number of the Beast is shamelessly displayed with scorn at every point of sale!

Ah, my Ipsissimus days on Madison Avenue. My haiku poems for "Vanity Fair." How those publishers and editors had no choice but to see things my way!

Street Maker. Heart Breaker.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


Order now, Order new


As some of you will remember, I am Sir Mason Goldbrick, the first human born of artificial insemination. Being the illegitimate son of the ruthless Ottoman Madhi, who impersonated a disgraced Earl before the First World War, I hold the office of Ipsissimus by inheritance. My real name, from my dark baptismal, is TSIRK SUSEEJ which is Jesus Christ backwards. I am the anti-messiah, the Jerk Saw Siege. OTO is my secret space, of paper and ink. Today occult Masonic lodges are declining in power, hanging, sliding down. And rightly so. Because one hall is a spy against the other. They gather many books, trace new authors, and discuss how disagreeable the political involvements of other halls might be.

Ottoman holy men have recently come forward as terrorists. Sufi brotherhoods, east and west, are under careful watch. And now Ipsissimus fulfils his high duty and delivers what you have already come to expect of him: An Offer You Can't Refuse. The major new rumour of the financial markets is this: "The Euro will rise, the Dollar will fall." Would you care to invest in the notion? If so, our stock market outlets will guarantee you the highest returns. We also guarantee you that we will never trouble you with the boring details of how our excess of returns over outlay takes place. Think about it. "The Euro will rise, the Dollar will fall." If you invest in our fun, new rumour proposal, we promise you the greatest advantages and benefits. Be not concerned that our glossy corporations, commonly believed to be American companies, are actually multinational firms. We can cover you and ourselves with insurance, anywhere in the world.

Ipsissimus extends this limited offer to all who are able to receive it. For those of you who can't read fine print, our financial outlets are, well, colour coded. Just look for the gentlemen dressed as the Jerk Saw Sage. We will be wearing red fez caps and Ottoman turbans, but will make it perfectly clear to you that we are ordinary Westerners. Cowboys with a great admiration for the crescent sword and the morning star of Lucifer. Some of us will even go to church, bed or jail with you to prove it. As every educated Muslim will point out to you, we are the perverters of Islam. False avatars. But of course, you knew we were only pretending. Putting your kids in expensive hospitals. Holding parades, and having good fun. With you. Smile and wink. Read confounding books of perplexity. Remark on how we know not what we do. But don't wait for every one else to get rich while you drag your feet. Be first to order our fun, new rumour for the world.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


The Masonic Black mass

George Villiers, 1st Duke of Buckingham (1592 - 1628) tried to steal my masonic name.

In the black mass Jesus Christ pronounced backwards is Tsirk Susej. An archaic name of the English language from an earlier period of culture, uttered only in the liturgy of contempt. Both of those words entered the English language as late as the 1600's (origin unknown).

What does "Bucking ham" mean? Jumping meat! What does it imply about the true religious nature of the British monarchy? Dark sect? Percolated in unnecessary masonic language.

Tsirk Susej: Warmest, next to man, on a witch's sabbath.

- Sir Mason Goldbrick


My true name

As some of you might have uncovered, Ipsissimus is the 7th Degree Magus in the Order of the SS.

Other titles I hold (which you will no doubt foolishly question the validity of) are:

Excellent Master Mason,
Secret Master
Royal Master
Intimate Secretary
Provost and Judge
Intendant of the Building
Elect of Nine
Elect of Fifteen
Sublime Knight Elected
Grand Master Architect
Ancient Master of the Royal Arch
Grand Elect Perfect and Sublime Mason
Knight of the Temple
Prince of Jerusalem
Knight of the East and West
Knight Rose Croix of Heredom
Grand Pontiff
Master ad Vitam
Patriarch Noachite
Prince of Libanus
Chief of the Tabernacle
Prince of the Tabernacle, Knight of the Brazen Serpent
Prince of Mercy
Commander of the Temple
Knight of the Sun
Knight of Saint Andrew
Grand Elect Knight Kadosh
Grand Inspector Inquisitor Commander
Prince of the Royal Secret
Most Puissant Sovereign Grand Inspector General of the 33rd and Last Degree.

The reason I was bestowed such a vast array of magnanimous ranks is because I was the first person to ever be conceived of artificial insemination. My virgin birth was a secret experiment of the Order. When I was old enough to be told details of the medical procedure, I was shocked and outraged. I secretly vowed to destroy the Order that had used my living spirit as its guinea pig.

To add insult to injury, I was given the most despicable name in the Baphomet rite of my elect baptism. It was agreed upon by my senior guardians that I should bear the name of antichrist in the fullest sense, according to the black mass. Raging thirst! I will utterly destroy, divide the house of Lucifer.

-       Sir Mason Goldbrick (JSS)


The House of Luciferians

I intend to uproot the house of Luciferians and their secret halls of magic. I was born of a virgin by artificial insemination and given the most unholy name in English!

Yes, I am Ipsissimus.

They hang on my every word! The White House, the European Union, world leaders seek my advice....

But mine is an abused childhood. My true aim is to utterly trample upon the ignoble art of magic, like a crumpled flatworm. It shall bruise my heel.

Getting even. Flatter.

~ The Jerk Saw Seige ~

Sir Mason Goldbrick

I'm on FIRE with dat TROOF.

I'm on FIRE with dat TROOF.
Kundalini refugee doing a bit of landscaping.


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For a Few Dollops More....of cat food.

Get back she's gonna blow.

Get back she's gonna blow.

Madonna rolling down the stairs forever....lulz

Madonna rolling down the stairs forever....lulz
Thanks to Long lost soul, wherever you are.

Poptard of the Apocalypse meets Leo.

Poptard of the Apocalypse meets Leo.
Ewwww..... it touched me.