Wednesday, April 29, 2009

"Swine Flu" threat greatly overexaggerated

Just found this story which says there have only been 7 Swine Flu related deaths.

Only 7 swine flu deaths, not 152, says WHO

A member of the World Health Organisation (WHO) has dismissed claims that more than 150 people have died from swine flu, saying it has officially recorded only seven deaths around the world.

Vivienne Allan, from WHO's patient safety program, said the body had confirmed that worldwide there had been just seven deaths - all in Mexico - and 79 confirmed cases of the disease.


So they've been lying about the "huge threat" this whole time. Everyone put on your masks! Obscure your face.

Newspaceman brings up the "When Pigs Fly" and "Swine Flu/Flew" connections, which I was just thinking about yesterday. There was a commercial on upstairs in which a little boy is asking his mother if he can join the "Gentleman's Club" (why on earth he wants to do that, I'll never know), and she says "When pigs fly". I noticed the "Pig" connection, but didn't make the quantum leap to "Swine Flew/Flu". Interesting! A phrase which translates to "It'll never happen" combined with recent events says "The unthinkable has happened". Some pigs were flying (planes) pretty recently over New York.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Terminator Syncs

Robot attacked Swedish factory worker

A Swedish company has been fined 25,000 kronor ($3,000) after a malfunctioning robot attacked and almost killed one of its workers at a factory north of Stockholm.

The incident took place in June 2007 at a factory in BÄlsta, north of Stockholm, when the industrial worker was trying to carry out maintenance on a defective machine generally used to lift heavy rocks. Thinking he had cut off the power supply, the man approached the robot with no sense of trepidation.

But the robot suddenly came to life and grabbed a tight hold of the victim's head. The man succeeded in defending himself but not before suffering serious injuries.



Car crashes into police substation

The Providence Police District 9 substation, housed in one of several units at 250 Brook St., is boarded up after a driver crashed his vehicle through the building's front wall early Saturday morning.


Remind anyone here of anything?

Monday, April 27, 2009

Monty Python - Architects



Just thought it was weird to see them mentioning Masons and everything. Be sure to watch the whole thing for some interesting "coincidences" near the end.

Today's big WTF

The World's Most Influential Person Is...

The creator of 4Chan. That's right. What. The. Fuck.

In a stunning result, the winner of the third annual TIME 100 poll, and new owner of the title world's most influential person, is Moot. The 21-year-old college student and founder of the online community 4chan.org, whose real name is Christopher Poole, received 16,794,368 votes and an average influence rating of 90 (out of a possible 100) to handily beat the likes of Barack Obama, Vladimir Putin and Oprah Winfrey. To put the magnitude of the upset in perspective, it's worth noting that everyone Moot beat out actually has a job.

Since Moot launched 4chan.org in 2003, the site has given birth to Internet memes as diverse as Lolcats and Rickrolling. 4chan averages 13 million page views a day and 5.6 million visitors a month; by some estimates it is the second largest bulletin board in the world. (See the TIME 100 Finalists.)

For proof of Moot's influence on the web, one need look no further than the TIME 100 poll results. While Filipino boxer Manny Pacquiao got a larger vote total (20,391,818), the runner-up for the title of world's most influential person, Malaysian politician Anwar Ibrahim, received a mere 47 on the influence scale. (See the full results here.) Moot denies knowing about any concerted plan by his followers to influence the poll (T: yeah right!), though TIME.com's technical team did detect and extinguish several attempts to hack the vote.



Then again, wasn't Hitler on this list once? This only makes me more suspicious that what's happening on 4chan is entirely controlled and intended to dumb us down. I would go take some screenshots and show everyone what that place is like, but I'd really rather not. In fact, I'd rather have a carnivorous worm burrow into my brain than go back to that site. What a load of shit.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

US declares public health emergency for swine flu

US declares public health emergency for swine flu

The U.S. declared a public health emergency Sunday to deal with the emerging new swine flu, much like the government does to prepare for approaching hurricanes.

Officials reported 20 U.S. cases of swine flu in five states so far, with the latest in Ohio and New York. Unlike in Mexico where the same strain appears to be killing dozens of people, cases in the United State have been mild — and U.S. health authorities can't yet explain why.

"As we continue to look for cases, we are going to see a broader spectrum of disease," predicted Dr. Richard Besser, acting chief of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. "We're going to see more severe disease in this country."

At a White House news conference, Besser and Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano sought to assure Americans that health officials are taking all appropriate steps to minimize the impact of the outbreak.

Top among those is declaring the public health emergency. As part of that, Napolitano said roughly 12 million doses of the drug Tamiflu will be moved from a federal stockpile to places where states can quickly get their share if they decide they need it. Priority will be given to the five states with known cases so far: California, Texas, New York, Ohio and Kansas.

Napolitano called the emergency declaration standard operating procedure — one was declared recently for the inauguration and for flooding. She urged people to think of it as a "declaration of emergency preparedness."

"Really that's what we're doing right now. We're preparing in an environment where we really don't know ultimately what the size of seriousness of this outbreak is going to be."


Why is it called "Swine Flu"? Oh, maybe it's because they refer to regular people as "Swine".

Once again, don't panic, everything is under control... (including this outbreak)

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Threshold of Transformation


Isis - Threshold of Transformation

Off to a bad start today. Seems like every day is like this now...

Another tree fell down today, in our neighbor's yard this time.

I caught an ad on the TV upstairs which said "Explore the planet Chewpiter", I think it was a Snickers ad. I then proceeded to see 241 (numbers of Jupiter) in different combinations everywhere I looked for a few minutes. I still don't quite know what it means when this happens, or what it's trying to tell me. Another ad came up which had "PANormous" on the screen. Pan, plus Ormus which is another name for Monatomic Gold.

I felt genuinely crappy today, my whole body ached and I was hungry but I wanted to avoid the gathering of people upstairs. I must be really thin-skinned. I've been reading Fritz Springmeier's Illuminati Formula to Create an Undetectable Total Mind Control Slave lately, I've read through parts of it over the past couple of years but haven't quite read it in full. There are a lot of really scary synchronicities involving my life and what he says in the book, which makes it kind of hard for me to read (the part about Premature Births stood out, since I was born 3 weeks premature). One of my ex-girlfriends said (a while ago, before I knew about any of this) she thinks I have Borderline Personality Disorder. It's not the first time someone suggested that something is wrong with me mentally, but never so specifically. I have this constant feeling that it's my fault for being screwed up which makes me feel like I somehow have control over it. I don't know how to explain.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Potential Cause of Recent Sleep Disturbances

ATS sends me a batch of recent popular threads every week, and this one in particular popped out at me:

No More Webbot - Last ALTA Report Here

I don't know why I clicked it, because I don't know what "webbot" or "ALTA" is (sounds like "alter" to me), but I found this interesting section inside:

"GlobalPop - Yawn??!?, Assassins' Black Robes
Sleep disturbances....on a mass populace scale. At first the [sleep problems] will be only [individually] felt, but then the [collective]
nature of the phenomena will become [visible] over late Summer
and through Fall. The [phenomena] will increase over the next
3/three years, but its initial [flush] of [discovery] will occur
mostly in 2009. There will be any number of [proffered theories],
including a [complete story line] that will emerge from the TPTB
and their [propaganda press minions], but due to circumstances at
the time, by the roll out of the [disinformation/distraction memes]
around the [sleep disorder] situation, their work will *not* find
acceptance. The data sets have the [sleep disturbances] lexical
structure cross linked over to the SpaceGoatFarts entity, and a
temporal link is established that has this phenomena as a 'trailing'
wave behind the [increase in gov't whistleblowers] by about a
month or so. However, please note that the data sets are
indicating via the immediacy and shorter term value sets that this
phenomena is on-going at this moment. The data sets show that
the [sleep pattern disturbances] will [creep] through the
[populace] as [strength (of unknown energies from space)]
increases. At the moment, the GlobalPop entity is indicating that
it is the [extremely refined/sensitive] humans and animals that are
experiencing it now, and the lesser aware segments of planetary
life will gradually be overtaken by these same [symptoms]. This
area *is* heavily involved in the [disease] sub set that appears
with a burst in Fall 2009, and while it will be conceptually
[disease] linked for some time, the cause of the [mass sleep pattern disturbance] is entirely extra solar system in origin.
Further the increase in [sleep medications] will *not* cure the
[sleep disturbances], and will instead aggravate the already tense
emotional turmoil in humans here on terra."

Could this be why I've had such a hard time sleeping lately? It seems like my family is experiencing the same, my dad only sleeps for maybe 7-8 hours now and my older sister seems to only sleep maybe 5 hours or less.

I might have to read into it so I can find out what "SpaceGoatFarts" are.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Foxy Funerals and Electric Wizards

Pictured: The woman funeral director aged 20 who is deadly serious about her career choice

Naked Wizard Taser Brawl At Coachella (video unsafe for work)

By the time they start tasering the guy, I wanted the entire crowd to rush the cops and beat the shit out of them. Over a thousand people, scared to act against 3 people given "power" over them? They tased the guy way more than was necessary.

The full frontal nudity is the only thing that bothers me. We don't get stories about naked wizards too often. I've had two posts this week with fat naked guys in them. Weird!

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Seven Skinheads

Seven arrested in two-county skinhead bust

A sweep of skinhead lairs throughout the Inland Empire on Monday twice took sheriff's deputies to maternity wards where pregnant women were trying to bear babies on Adolf Hitler's birthday.

Seven members of the Inland Empire Skinheads, including the leader, were arrested during the two-county sweep that took a team of 20 deputies to Hesperia, Perris and Winchester.

The white racist street gang has been responsible for murders in the High Desert, drug trafficking, home invasion robberies and countless assaults, officials said.


Warning, interesting "coincidences" ahead:

Arrested were brothers Thomas Mason, 24, and Joseph Mason, 20, both of Hesperia; Mark Goslyn, 33, of Hesperia; Carrie Goodwin, 24, of Hesperia; Raymond Williams, 33, of Perris; Jeremy Brower, 32, of Winchester; and Ronald Proffitt, 27, of El Monte.




Note the Masonic Cross on the table


I'm not trying to turn this blog into "report from the trailer park" or anything, just posting synchronicities when I find them...

I actually experience a ton of syncs in my personal time, far too many to post on a blog. You would have to be with me and I would point them out and it would probably get annoying after a while, especially if my view of why they're there doesn't match up with your view, which is a good example of "reality tunnels" coming into play. I was arrogant enough to believe that everyone's notion of the "sync" was the same for a while, but it seems like everyone has their own unique viewpoint of why they're there and where they come from. It's best to say "I don't really know!", which leaves it open for interpretation by both sides.

I've been having some serious headaches lately, usually every other day. Still having trouble sleeping, uncertain of my future and regressing into depressive states which stem from my childhood. I'm aware of what's causing it, but they are some tough demons to banish. They linger over me when I try to sleep, in the cold cavern I call my room. Simply meditating causes feelings and thoughts of love to surge through me, so it's probably an entirely ego-based mechanism to keep things in check.

I had a weird nightmare last night where I stared into the darkness and it spoke to me. I felt as if something was lurking in the shadows just beyond where I could see. It felt like a dead place, still and murky, a shell of a moment left behind and decaying. I met someone but I didn't know who they were. They appeared as an old man meditating in the darkness, illuminated by moonlight in a prison cell. I think it was Robert Anton Wilson, for some reason he appears in my dreams a lot and I always seem to wake up with a quote or an idea from one of his books repeating through my mind.

I don't know why certain things get my attention and others don't. I don't know why I post stories about skinheads trying to breed the next Adolf Hitler or dolphins stopping a pirate attack. I'm sure it all converges somehow...

Oh, and just for some necessary weirdness, this is post number 224 on 4/22.

Man I had an awful day. It really sucks that the TV room is right above me. Damn subwoofer sounds like a stampede of elephants up there and it's on constantly. If I complain I'm suddenly the bad guy for denying the TV its freedom of speech, and everyone in my house seems to worship the thing. My dad comes home from work after working on TV commercials all day and just watches TV until he passes out, it's pretty sad. I managed to get through to my little sister and she watches tv a lot less now, to my knowledge at least. My older sister just stares at it blankly all day no matter what's on, even if it's some "real crime" show detailing the rape of a 15 year old girl which is just wonderful to wake up to... The cat's really getting on my nerves, it still chews up the cardboard boxes in my room late at night which makes a ton of noise when my dad's trying to sleep upstairs, and I have to put on this weird silent masquerade attempting to get this cat to stay out of my room and stay completely silent at the same time. If it weren't so damn cute and fuzzy I'd just pick it up and throw it out.

This has everything to do with my current lack of cigarettes.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

"Hey, there's a guy standing there and he looks like Jesus" (updates)

Man Believes Jesus Surfaced On His Guitar



Joe Lepore Said Jesus' Image Appeared

Joe Lepore said he made a guitar recently and about four days after he finished, a mysterious image suddenly appeared.
He said you can see Jesus.
"I started looking at it and I'm like hey, there's something in there. Then I saw a face. I go, that's weird. Then I started looking at it again, then I turned it over and I saw this face and I say, 'Hey, there's a guy standing there and he looks like Jesus,'" said Lepore.
Lepore said he is not going to sell the guitar instead he plans to keep it in the family.


Keep it in the family = incestuous bloodline

Lepore sounds like "leper"

I actually think it looks a little more like "Pyramid Head", from the video game Silent Hill 2.



I also see a big mushroom or an upside down Ankh.


(It's a mushroom, I swear)


Another story:

Berlusconi appears half-naked in Italian artwork



Silvio Berlusconi appears with a giant pair of wings and little else in a new work of art, an equally scantily clad female minister next to him in the composition that is creating a sensation.

"I did it as a joke!" the artist, Filippo Panseca, told the Associated Press on Tuesday. "I've been doing all sorts of works for 50 years, I didn't expect to raise such clamor with this."


A joke. Sure.

Okay, I saw a 33 in this story which is part of why I decided to post it here (along with the Horus and "scarlet whore" symbolism), but it seems to have disappeared completely. Maybe it was the 55x55? Weird.

The work shows Berlusconi, bare torso, with wings extending around Carfagna and a piece of cloth covering his private parts. Carfagna, her chest also bare and a red cloth below her belly, is turned toward Berlusconi, their heads close but eyes not looking at each other.

The work has been reproduced on many Italian newspapers and Internet Web sites.

Panseca said the work is based on photos of the two subjects he saw on the Internet, which were then digitally altered. Their heads are pasted on the naked, almost neoclassical-looking figures.

"I did an elaboration and came up with an idyllic, bucolic image," Panseca said in the phone interview.

There was no comment from Carfagna, who in recent months has tried to counter her former image as TV beauty with a somber style - chaste suits and a short haircut.

The 72-year old Berlusconi, known for his flamboyant style and appreciation for female beauty, has also not publicly commented.

The 55-by-55 inch canvas, which Panseca said was completed last month, went on display for the first time as part of an art exhibition in Savona, on Italy's northwestern coast.

Also on display is a separate work by Panseca showing Berlusconi's wife, a former actress. Veronica Lario is shown as a winged figure, naked, a large bust exposed in the painting that dates to 1992 and has been shown in Milan before.

The show, Art&Savonnerie, opened Sunday and runs through May 10.

Panseca said he has not talked to either Berlusconi or Carfagna. He said he would be happy for Berlusconi to buy the work, at a price of the premier's choosing. He said he would give the entire amount to victims of the quake that hit Italy earlier this month.

"If he wants it he can have it," Panseca said. "I cannot give it as a present as it would be further imposition."

Panseca, a Palermo-native, was prominent in the 1980s because he was the set designer at party meetings and other events for another politician, the late Socialist leader Bettino Craxi, then at the height of his power. Craxi, who died in the year 2000 in disgrace following corruption scandals, was close to Berlusconi, then a media tycoon based in Milan.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Beautiful Catastrophe

Daily Mail posted this story yesterday:

Meltdown! A solar superstorm could send us back into the dark ages - and one is due in just THREE years

Wait, "back into the dark ages"? I had a feeling we were already there.

The catastrophe, when it comes, will be beautiful at first. It is a balmy evening in late September 2012. Ever since the sun set, the dimming skies over London have been alive with fire.

Pillars of incandescent green writhe like gigantic serpents across the skies.

Sheets of orange race across the horizon during the most spectacular display of the aurora borealis seen in southern England for 153 years.


September 2012 (9+2+12 = 23, maybe even 2 threes making 33 or 3 twos making the number of this post, 222)



*cue stock ominous music*

And then, 90 seconds later, the lights start to go out. Not the lights in the sky - they will dazzle until dawn - but the lights on the ground.

Within an hour, large parts of Britain are without power.

By midnight, every mobile network is down and the internet is dying. Television - terrestrial and satellite - blinks off the air. (T: dear god, no!)

Radio is reduced to a burst of static. (T: Not that!)

By noon the following day, it is clear something terrible has happened and the civilised world has plunged into chaos.

A year later, Britain, most of Europe plus North America is in the grip of the deepest economic catastrophe in history.

By the end of 2013, 100,000 Europeans have died of starvation.

The dead go unburied, the sick untreated.

It will take two decades or more for the first green shoots of recovery to appear - recovery from the first solar superstorm in modern history.

This catastrophe is not some academic one-in-a-million chance scenario.

It is a very real threat which, according to a report in the latest issue of New Scientist, remains one of the most potent, yet least recognised, threats to the future of human civilisation.


Don't panic, everyone!

Apologies to others who stumbled upon this before I did.

Dolphin Uprising?

I have no reason to believe this story, but here it is...

Thousands of dolphins block Somali pirates

THOUSANDS of dolphins blocked the suspected Somali pirate ships when they were trying to attack Chinese merchant ships passing the Gulf of Aden.

China Radio International reported the Chinese merchant ships escorted by a China's fleet sailed on the Gulf of Aden when they met some suspected pirate ships. Thousands of dolphins suddenly leaped out of water between pirates and merchants when the pirate ships headed for the China's.

The suspected pirates ships stopped and then turned away. The pirates could only lament their littleness befor the vast number of dolphins. The spectacular scene continued for a while.



It's 4/20 but I got my "festivities" done yesterday. It's pretty amazing how non-addicting cannabis is considering how enjoyable it is, the only thing that really sucks to not have now is cigarettes. They cost more in Michigan than probably anywhere else in the country, and they are kind of like my currency now. I am a prisoner, right...? I remember a conversation which ended in me expressing my disgust for the fact that we have to work to sustain a corrupt system, and the other person said "sometimes you just have to bend over and take it up the ass" to which I respond "I don't want to take it up the ass!". They didn't say anything about it after that, either they were making a joke on my behalf ("only gay people openly protest!") or embarrassed that the logic they had been using included taking it up the ass.

Now for a creepy picture of a politician jumping into a "spongecube pit" full of little girls in swimsuits. *shudder*

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Ape Uprising


Slough Feg - Simian Manifesto

sorry if no one overseas can view this, I'm learning the stupid boundaries of the corporate video and filesharing sites every day.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

no sleep, continued

update: My malicious whining really makes me look like a bad person. There was once a rant here about last night, but I've decided not to post it here because I'm tired of spreading negative emotions. I'm not sure what to make of this flow of synchronicity concerning my sleep schedule. It just seems like everything in the universe is working to prevent me from sleeping when I want to, and when I do sleep it's either too short or way too long. For some reason the only time anyone in this house is quiet is during the daytime, and when it's actually dark there's someone either sleeping in the room above me (so I have to be absolutely quiet or attempt to sleep when I'm not tired which is near impossible) or up there watching TV and talking. It's always on the nights that I'm the most tired that someone is up there making noise, and it's always when I've slept all day and plan on staying up for the night that someone is sleeping in there. It's frustrating.

Anyway... This made me laugh:

Friday, April 17, 2009

Hippo Skin




Scenes from the Zoo

Indy meets a hippo...






Sync shirts say "I'm the kid your parents warned you about"



See the rest at The Smoking Gun

U.S. Government uses insects in interrogations

Bush Administration authorized use of insects in interrogations

The Bush Administration Office of Legal Counsel authorized the Central Intelligence Agency to put insects inside a confinement box as part of the Administration's "harsh interrogation" practice, as well as throwing detainees into walls, according to memos released by President Barack Obama on Thursday.

"You would like to place Zubadayah in a cramped confinement box with an insect. You have informed us he has a fear of insects," the Bush White House said.

"As we understand it, no actually harmful insect will be placed in the box. Thus, though the introduction of an insect may produce trepidation in Zubaydah (which we discuss below), it certainly does not cause physical pain."

But, the memo cautioned, to comply with the law, the CIA "must inform him that the insects will not have a sting that would produce death or severe pain."


This story gives me the creeps.

I had a really strange dream last night. It really made no sense, I can't even describe begin to describe it. All I can say is, it involved riding on the back of a woolly mammoth, a train station which was actually an organic water slide that defied gravity, and resulted in me being asleep for 14 hours.

Lately I'm getting a little weirded out by everything. This is probably just insomnia speaking, but I was getting used to my entire reality shifting before my eyes, now it's taken a turn for the confusing and derelict... Trust is becoming a serious issue for me, even more than it was before, I don't have trouble trusting others (in fact I am all too eager to trust someone else unless they've proven to be in a toxic mindset, even then I attempt to lead by example, doesn't always work) but I feel a seemingly permanent alienation from all things, I perceive it as being aware of the bubble that is the Ego and it seems to be loneliness and loss personified.

I can easily say that I feel a certain connection between all of us, and my love goes out to anyone who may be reading this. If you've reached my blog, you've either inspired me to pay attention to my own intuition about reality, or you are attempting to do just that... My ego speaks as a lost thing, wandering through a reality created entirely for grief and despair. My heart feels as a refuge from chilling winds and rain. Our observations are the masterpieces lining the walls of this cabin, our communication the warm fire and music.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Obama meets the White Rabbit (update)



Some syncs I found upon further inspection:

Rabbit's upper lip has 4 dots on each side of the mouth, making 44 for the number of Obama's presidency

A child's single eye can be seen peering through the gate in the lower left

Obama and the rabbit have the same facial expression (look at their mouths)

3 buttons on the rabbit's reddish vest

Obama's in black and blue, rabbit's in white and red

Rabbit kinda looks like he's tripping (or MK'd) with those droopy eyelids and vacant expression


I've created a monster!

This is what happens when I'm not allowed to sleep.

Flag Salute


clicky so ye can read


Skinny Puppy - Downsizer

Morning Dream in the Garden of Death

I was kept awake last night until 5:30 in the morning by the same two brainless drones as before, not falling asleep until maybe 7:30. After falling asleep I had a strange, frightening dream which involved Phil Spector chasing people (including me) around in a garden after a wave of true fear and loss had seemingly passed over the entire world. There were dungeon rooms in this garden where people were being tortured. Mr. Spector seemed to be in charge of the place, and there were obviously mind controlled people running around and screaming as if they had no conscience whatsoever, covered in wounds and bruises. The feeling that I got from the dream was that it was after a point in time that Martial Law had passed and we were all imprisoned. The end of the dream involved me with two pistols firing at Mr. Spector at point blank range, yet he didn't react, like any typical movie monster. The dream ended with a ghastly tune running through my mind and the people, now zombified completely, were joining Spector in slowly chasing me down as my weapons ran out of ammunition (and didn't have any effect anyway). It was like a sick fatal joke being played on me. I was backing up, trying to get away from them, and next thing I know I'm awake at 9 in the morning because my dad doesn't know how to be quiet when others are sleeping (I guess it runs in the family) and I am cold, hungry and feeling sick as my sinuses are stuffy and itchy. As I begin drifting back off to sleep an hour later, grating mechanical noise awakens me once again as my sister and her boyfriend (the aforementioned brainless drones) are in the kitchen, seemingly having only slept for 5 hours, loud and clattering, laughing hellishly with every movement like nails on a chalkboard. I think what a fool I am for pursuing any sort of peace and solitude in this world...

This is the face that appeared in front of me as I was chased down and cornered in my dream:

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Kabbalah Center Teaches Public School Classes

"What does greater satisfaction bring?" she asks. Matthew replies: "Spiritual power!"

In a light-filled classroom in Sherman Oaks, gregarious teacher Jenna Zucker dons a straw hat and, in an exaggerated Southern drawl, invites the gathered first- and second-graders to an imaginary picnic.

The children, taking part in an after-school program at Kester Avenue Elementary, must tell Zucker what they plan to bring; she will then decide if they can join her. Alex wants to bring apples; he gets the nod. But Athena and her offer of brownies are turned down, as are Samantha and her macaroni and cheese. Elijah suggests eels and Matthew melons; both are accepted. The students soon realize they must bring something that starts with the first letter of their name.

Zucker, 28, tells them that once they figured out the rules of the game, the reward was "greater satisfaction."

"What does greater satisfaction bring?" she asks. Matthew replies: "Spiritual power!"

Zucker asks him where the power comes from? "Your inner light," the boy answers.

And where is that light found? "In your heart," he says.

The exchange is part of "Spirituality for Kids," a class offered in several Los Angeles public elementary schools during the day or after school. Created by a leader of the Los Angeles-based Kabbalah Centre International, a spiritual and educational organization, the program is promoted as a nondenominational effort to teach children to make wise choices.

But it is drawing fire from parents and others who say it is illegally bringing religion into public schools under the guise of ethics training.

"I think it breaches the separation between church and state," said Margie Mulder, a guidance counselor at Utah Street and Noble Avenue elementary schools. "I wouldn't send my children to the group."


Old Testament teachings are PERFECT for non-religious classes. I'd like for anyone who knows more about Kabbalah than I do (which is very little, but I get the impression they're on the "bad side") to pitch in with their own thoughts.

Others that have drawn fire include "study technology," a learning method created by Church of Scientology founder L. Ron Hubbard, and Transcendental Meditation offered by the David Lynch Foundation.


The best way to learn trance meditation is with one of Robert Bruce's books on Astral Projection (lol at the bees, that's exactly what the ones from my dream looked like, usually when I initiate a trance I can hear bees swarming around my head but that's expected, I never quite expect them to actually show up though) and some time to yourself. I basically learned it in my spare time, it's not the type of thing you go to a class to learn (or from David Lynch for that matter, his movies are like the opposite of a real trance meditation)... Since I took dissociative drugs and went out of my body, I had already proven to myself that it was a real state to be in and not a hallucination, so I learned trance meditation to take further control of myself during these random out of body moments I had been having since then...

Monday, April 13, 2009

I dream of ... bees

I decided to sleep from around 1 today until 5:30 (I had only slept from 5 in the morning until 9 a.m previously). I woke up at 4 and went back to sleep, and in that period of time between 4 and 5:30 I had a pretty bad dream. I've always had a fear of bees. A yellow jacket flew under my shirt and stung me at Home Depot once when I was younger, and a little later a wasp stung me on the neck and I almost fell over a third story ledge trying to avoid it. Anyway, I think in my dream I was at my brother's house in Arizona, and I was supposed to go sleep in a separate part of the house or something. In another dream I had a while back, I had watched my brother get rid of the wasp infestation in the part of the house I was supposed to sleep in during this dream. When I entered the room, everything seemed fine. However, there was another part of the room, kind of a sunroom area. Above the door to this area was a wasp's nest and I didn't know until I tried to open the door and one flew down and stung me. I didn't feel the sting consciously, it was more like it had injected fear into me or something. So I tried to get past it into the sunroom, and I had visions of more bees (really, they were big yellow and black striped wasps) and one flew into my mouth and I chewed it to death, or at least tried because I could feel it buzzing around in my mouth. Not pleasant. A second door at the end of the sunroom led back into another section of the indoor room, but this door was swarming with these wasps. I opened it anyway as I was already trapped in the sunroom by the wasps. I eventually made it back outside, having been "stung" more times than I can remember.

Today is my little sister's 18th birthday. When I woke up from this awful dream my dad said something like "all my kids are grown up now. Well, not all of them" as he was above my room. He spoils the shit out of my little sister, she's been on adderall since she was in elementary school, because of that she got into other drugs in her freshman year of high school (she's done acid 4 fucking times and I won't even touch the stuff), she was basically a mean "thug" when we lived in atlanta (and bullied the crap out of me when she was first put on Adderall, telling me to kill myself and basically just being abusive like everyone else in my family [I was already suicidally depressed by the time I was in middle school which my family did nothing about], before she was on Adderall we got along) conforming to all the MTV rap propaganda but when we moved here to michigan she turned into a preppy. My dad rewards her when she and my sister get into fights. I really wonder what the fuck is going on with my family sometimes. He singles me out because I refuse to put myself into slavery, and I consider myself the only adult in the house because I've at least moved out and tried to live on my own twice without him asking me to (once when I was 17, again when I was 19), and both times failed because my jobs drove me completely nutty and because my roommates either charged me too much or didn't want to renew the lease. All of the roommates I've had got their parents to pay part of (or all of, in one case) their rent for them.

So these are the thoughts I went through after experiencing the bee dream.

MstrKrft



Craft = Masonry

Ms(t)R KRf(t)

notice the Cracked Egg "O" (update: This is actually an S. I couldn't follow the "no vowels" pattern, obviously) and overhead pyramid-ish M and R

Secrets Shows presented by banks

Trinity in upper left

Who knows why they're showing this ad 11 days after the event has already happened...

Chicago, (I)ll(i)NO(i)s

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Obama's Sirius About Water Dogs + L'ego Jesus

The First Puppy Makes a Big Splash

Who let the dog out?


*cringe*

That's the Washington mystery du jour.


Doesn't Chris Knowles use that phrase alot, "Mystery du jour", except in cases where it actually applies?

The identity of the first puppy -- the one that the Washington press corps has been yelping about for months, the one President Obama has seemed to delight in dropping hints about -- leaked out yesterday. This despite White House efforts to delay the news until the big debut planned for Tuesday afternoon.

The little guy is a 6-month-old Portuguese water dog given to the Obama girls as a gift by that Portuguese water dog-lovin' senator himself, Edward M. Kennedy of Massachusetts. The girls named it Bo -- and let it be noted that you learned that here first. Malia and Sasha chose the name, because their cousins have a cat named Bo and because first lady Michelle Obama's father was nicknamed Diddley, a source said. (Get it? Bo . . . Diddley?)


Whoever wrote this piece makes me want to throw up rainbows.

Bo is BO for Barack Obama. They didn't name that shit. I really wish those girls the best.

Bo's a handsome little guy. Well suited for formal occasions at the White House, he's got tuxedo-black fur, with a white chest, white paws and a rakish white goatee.


My head's a-spinnin'. Mason dog. Tuxedo and white gloves.

Dogon-it, they think keeping the identity of the dog a secret is a top priority. Tired of this clowning around.

Just for a strange synchronicity, my friend growing up had a dog named "Beaux" (which I thought was just "Bo")

Since some are speculating that Obama is a genetic reconstruction (clone) of Akhenaton (though others say he's meant to represent Tutankhamun), here's a building block reconstruction of Jesus.

Swedish parishioners unveil Lego statue of Jesus



It's a copy of "Thorvaldsen's Resurrected Christ".

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Anonymous Agenda: Sabotaging the Internet

Judge orders Web site to give up names

SAN JOSE, Calif., April 1 (UPI) -- A Texas couple who say Internet posters made their lives "torture" after they were charged with rape are closer to stripping away their tormentors' anonymity.

A judge in California turned down a motion by Topix.com to quash a subpoena for identifying information on 178 anonymous posters, ABC News reported. The judge ordered the Web site to discuss with the plaintiff couple which documents are relevant to the case.

The ruling was issued Friday in Santa Clara County.

Mark and Rhonda Lesher of Clarksville, Texas, and a man who works on their ranch were acquitted of rape. But they say their legal vindication has not stopped the stream of anonymous posts on the Internet accusing them of even more serious crimes and their lives have been "torture."

In a lawsuit filed in February, the Leshers named the 178 user names responsible for the most scurrilous comments on Topix. They have been the subject of about 25,000 posts.


The "Anonymous" phenomenon is highly suspicious. I'm not completely sure, but I think it's a plot to push us into Web 2.0 by spreading hate and vileness all over the internet, destroying its potential as a tool for spreading truth and causing more cases like this one. It is sacrificing the individual for security under anonymity. They beg for attention, both positive and negative, and when they get the attention of the government types (if they haven't already, I've speculated that there are already agent provocateurs posting disgusting things in the name of Anonymous in order to force more restrictions on what can be said on the internet) they will have full support of enforcing Web 2.0.

Take, for instance, their mascot "Pedo Bear":



"Parents beware! Pedobear has become a mascot for online pedophiles, specifically targeting innocent prepubescent girls."

(Looks like a joke at first, but if you ever visit one of their sites you will quickly see that they are nothing but vile scum)

Anonymous in America stems from a Japanese website (where animated child pornography is legal). These are the same people who protested Scientology wearing Guy Fawkes masks (and acting like stupid asses in general). How ironic is that? I believe it was a ploy to make people against dangerous cults (perhaps unconsciously) look like a bunch of sheep who are afraid of showing who they really are.

All I can say about them is, they are vile. Their sites are deeply corrupted and corrupting of the minds of anyone who stumbles upon them. Take down the sites where they congregate and go completely out of control (or are they under control?), don't destroy internet anonymity itself.

Friday, April 10, 2009

17 Foot Magic Monkey

Magic Carpet Golf monkey finds a new home

The monkey at the now-closed Magic Carpet Golf has been purchased by a Tucson woman.

A crew will move the 17-foot tall statue to its new home this weekend. Other golf course statues will also be moved.

Read about the monkey's new owner and her decision to adopt it in Saturday's Arizona Daily Star.



The Monkey (chinese zodiac year 1992, beginning of the Aeon of Horus [9 years before 9/11/2001, which was 11 years before 2012]) and his pal the Palm Tree (according to Wikipedia which usually isn't accurate: "the palm may also symbolize the Tree of life in Kabbalah." [anyone wanna help me out with more Palm tree symbolism?] It can also be the "Spirit Palm" seen on other blogs). It's just a coincidence that he's 17 feet tall!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Mall "suicide jumper" lands on someone

Suicide Victim Lands on NYC Shopper

A woman jumping to her death landed on a teenager at a New York City mall, causing injuries that sent him to a hospital, authorities said.

The lower level of the Queens Center Mall was packed with high school students on spring break when the incident occurred Wednesday.

A relative said 17-year-old Derrick Muñoz was briefly knocked unconscious and had a large gash on his head. He is a student at Amityville High School on Long Island.

Queens District Attorney Richard A. Brown said the woman was in her early to mid-50s. She was with two teenagers when she plunged several stories.


Sad story, but this picture of the mall might say something about the place:




Notice how the square (symbol of order) on the pyramid gives it a capstone, and the pillars. It's another suicide and attempted homicide (what are the chances of not hitting someone in a mall?) to add onto the previous ones.




Entrance and Q (17) Between Twin Pillars (which also look like 11 11, formed by the black stripes on each of them)



Q=17

I had read somewhere (probably Wrong Way Wizard or something) that 17 forms a square, for "order", or a throne (symbol of Osiris). QC is 17 and 3, plus the "M" for mall is 13, all are prime numbers.

Cold


Opeth - To Bid You Farewell

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Anomalous Flying Object Spotted

Tonight after taking my dog outside, I was inside my house looking out the window towards Sirius which I had spotted while outside. I saw some planes flying, but then spotted a shining object gliding slowly across the sky. I thought it was a plane or a satellite (even though it didn't have the blinking lights and looked like it was pretty far up there) until it stopped in mid-flight. I watched it hang in the sky waiting for it to move again, but it only "color-morphed" (which the last UFO I saw did, red>blue>yellow>green) and then turned white, imitating a star.

I had an intuitive spark to take my knife with me when I went outside with my dog, maybe that was a good idea...

$4,756 texting charge, cell phone sacrificed

Dad hammers Wyo. teen's phone after mega-bill

CHEYENNE — In one month, a Cheyenne teenager sent 10,000 text messages and received about the same — all while her family's plan did not include texting.

That means the family's provider — Verizon — charged them for each incoming and outgoing text message.

The girl's parents, Gregg and Jaylene Christoffersen, thought texting had been disabled, so one can imagine their surprise when they got the monthly phone bill and it asked for $4,756.25.


4,756 = 11:11, like this: 4+7=11, 5+6=11

The look on the dad's face is priceless... Looks like the ChristOffersens made an offering to Christ by smashing the phone into pieces with a hammer, probably saying "you're next if you screw up again" to the kid.

Since she lost her phone, Dena's grades have gone up, and the texting is down to zero.


No, really?

ShamWow guy beats up prostitute

The ShamWow guy got arrested for beating up a prostitute (I'm guessing they were super fucked-up, she bit his tongue and wouldn't let go so he punched her a lot), and looking through the photos like the sick bastard I am, I found this:



Interesting tattoo she's got there!!



(This is a sham, btw. Who could have guessed, with the word "sham" in the name of the damn thing?)



Quotes to live by: "Stop having a boring tuna, stop having a boring life."

"You're gonna love my nuts"

Doesn't he remind you of Moe from The Simpsons (as seen in my post below)? He's got a similar accent, just less scratchy and old sounding.

The irony in his commercials in relation to this event is amazing. "Slap all your troubles away", he says in the Slap Chop commercial. Maybe he used a ShamWow to clean the blood off his face...

New Simpsons full of weird stuff

I saw a screenshot of the new Simpsons episode showing Moe holding up a child (it's actually a midget) in a red dress. Doesn't look good...

So I will post it here and type in what I feel is actually being shown...

The Simpsons - Eeny Meeny Maya Moe Can't embed it, sorry! It probably won't work in countries beside USA either :( Maya, like Mayan calendar?

The intro has a Raven fly across the screen. The Raven is a known symbol of Lucifer.

After Homer is hit by the car, he is shown naked with a beer can replacing his erect phallus while sitting with the rest of his family on the couch (makes me wonder if they also drew the rest of the family nude)

The hockey players wear Red and White (Templar colors) and Blue and Orange (Zionist colors, also Black and White since they are on opposite sides of the color spectrum)

Santa's Little Helper (dog/Sirius) takes Maggie over to 4 other dogs forming a star of Isis/Sirius, SLH then rips off Maggie's diaper and replaces it. Didn't need to see that.

SLH brings Maggie a baby bottle which appears more like a phallus after Homer squirts it on his wrist (?).

Lard Lad Donuts (Torus) is shown.

More toruses as a flaming pile of tires is shown.

Homer takes Maggie into Moe's Tavern (with the masonic windows, placed next to King Toot's music store)

Maggie's Crown syncs with an 8-Rayed Chaos Dartboard (Maggie's hair also has 8 points) while she sits on a Triangle with two pillars (halves of a billiard cue)

Krazy Kat Lady appears and throws cats at Moe (when is she not throwing cats?)

Moe says "Oh Frabjulous day, Kaloo Kalay!

Moe brings up Heinrich Himmler

3 mean kids (the three ruffians of Masonic lore) threaten Maggie with abuse

This episode is turning into something probably more appropriate for Pseudo-Occult Media to cover as Maya appears, looking more like a child prostitute than a "little person"

Aaaaand I'm done with this, Moe is now kissing her, the implied subtext is making me want to throw up. Seems to be happening more and more lately, I don't have the stomach for this stuff...



Wtf.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Awesome Jim Marrs Interview



Posted today, April 7th by Project Camelot. I heard these were the same people responsible for Project Serpo ("Opres(s)" backwards) but they seem genuinely interested in what Jim has to say. I want to pick up some of his books now but I'm still broke and jobless...

Found this over at the Michael Tsarion forum.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Pestilence Today (update)

I really didn't expect to find this many related incidents, but here you go:

Focus on the Family narrator arrested for luring teenage girl for sex on Net

Parents shocked by sex advice website for primary schools kids

When officers arrived they found Kaluf wearing pink fishnet tights, a bra and a revealing woman's top. Flood said he had his 23 month old son with him and pornography magazines and videos in his car.

Girl Tortured After Finding Porn

Parents freak out after an erotic novel containing sexually explicit scenes was included in a show bag given to children at a baby show

Female teacher sexual transgressions rare, records show male teachers make up 92 per cent of cases

Bikini contest at South Lyon teen dance club angers some parents


"Four months later, Plowman charged Oei with two more misdemeanor counts for contributing to the delinquency of a minor, claiming Oei broke the law when he had the 16-year-old boy send the photo to his cell phone and advise him on how to then forward it to his desktop computer. Each count added another year to his possible prison term. "The December charges really felt like piling on," Oei says."

(the author defends the guy while hiding this part in the middle of the article, clearly showing that the dude wanted the pic for himself. I'm not sure that's part of his "task of checking out the 'sexting' [I hate that term btw] among students. It's hard to know what actually happened in this situation because of the incredible asshattery on the part of everyone involved.)


This reminds me of Osiris: A SEVERED head, leg and arm discovered scattered across two counties all belonged to the same man, cops revealed

Police: Mom drugged 13-year-old daughter so she’d get pregnant

Teacher Accused Of Having Student Lead Classmate Around On 'Leash'

Teacher investigated in duct-taped student incident

"Cook told officers that she "had gotten information" that her son was secretly videotaping minor children undressing and using his tanning bed, according to the report. She told officers the camera was in the room to record thefts from a refrigerator."

Report: Coach beat student 21 times with paddle

(Woke up on april 7th and found these new ones... If I updated this list with every story I found like this, it would never end.)

Murfreesboro, Metro teacher arrested on charges of secretly filming students having sex

Police: Youth ministry volunteer raped two boys

(these last two kind of sum up why I'm so angry at this situation... It's people who the state forces us to trust to be around our children who seem to do the most harm)

This is giving me a headache. All of these stories were posted within the month of April. Just a (sick) recurring theme I picked up on... I think it's to subvert suspicion of corruption from those in power onto 'common people' as if it's just part of everyday life to abuse and exploit children and teenagers (hell, any human being or conscious matter), and the stories are just vague enough to stimulate the imagination.

I don't know if people are becoming scared of proper sex education or what... It's like we're being programmed to associate sexuality with things that should not have sexual connotations. Pretty backwards if you ask me. Also, teenagers being referred to as "children" seems to be more prominent in these cases, either as a product of "helicopter parents" (parents which imprison their children in a strict, bland fantasy world leading to confused blending between maturity and immaturity) and intentional dumbing down through shoddy education and chemicals, or just a plain corruption of innocence which is extremely evident...

Sane


Meshuggah - Sane

Come and hear my twisted lies, the way I bend and falsify
A master of deception, user of an untrue smile
A rapist of the truth, adapting it to fit my cause
I'm the human lie, a sad composition of all things vile

Come and read my tainted lies. Lies.
Come see my wretched, tainted mind

Bury, cover up, repress. I betray the people I "possess"
What ever enemy - I'll disable with mendacity
I make my way, extend my ground, I clear my future-path
When it comes to joys, manipulation is my game of choice

How I shine. I ...
The perfect freak. Confide in me
Me... Believe in me

My intentions soon you will see
The sway of my scheme, imposed upon all
Come follow me, my puppets to be,
I'll attach my strings, manipulation begins

Sane, me

I'm the way, I'm the truth
Gather with me, I'm the future guide

Sane, me

Gather with me, Join my ministry
I'm the way, the future guide
I'm the self-acclaimed god of wicked games
Sinister, repugnant bringer of pain

The power of Orange

This year's Orange Alignment brought much chaos. With the spate of "random" murders, the black wings of the NWO spread fully, and the Italian earthquake, one can't ignore the powerful, destructive qualities of this alignment. In my personal life, it has linked with last year's Super Orange Alignment thusly:

June 11, 2008: My heart is broken after my attempt to reconnect with my ex-girlfriend fails miserably, ending up with me on the phone with her all night and having little luck sleeping days after. Shortly after this I receive the news that my mother has died. A little later I am disconnected from all internet communication and forced into labor to support myself.

April 03-06, 2009: I am pushed into near-insanity through sleep deprivation over a period of 3 days (I got to sleep around 5 in the morning last night but still woke up at 9, 4 hours later, I don't care or feel anymore) by my sister (who is a Libra, which rules over Venus) while the moon is in Leo (synchronistic?). Same "kept awake through the night by negative feminine forces" theme, and I'm still waiting to see what the "echoes" bring... I'm not too excited, really.

Now, for your viewing pleasure: Tiny Animals.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Are you kidding me... (updates)

(I apologized to my sister today for yelling at her. How else am I going to get free cigarettes? Just kidding... I don't feel good being mean to someone I'm related to and leaving those bad feelings hanging in the air. Unneeded tension...)

God hates me. It's 2 in the morning, and my sister and her boyfriend are back upstairs, already drinking beer and talking like dumbasses and watching TV, right before I attempt to go to sleep.

Why do I have such awful luck? Why do things happen the way they do just to spite me? Everything about this is pushing me to the edge...

I feel utterly disillusioned. Nothing ever works out for me. I feel hollow and empty inside. I think something is really wrong with me. I don't seem to experience the same reality that everyone else does. Any small peace and isolation I find is instantly shattered and swept away.

I think either one of them or both of them are what could be considered an "energy vampire" (kind of juvenile term, I know), since every time they enter my immediate space I feel as if my spiritual body has been completely sapped of life. I get bad vibes from this whole thing... I've known people who, just thinking of them, make me feel immensely frustrated and worthless. Sometimes it wears off, sometimes it doesn't.

Just stumbled upon this advertisement from Saturn:



notice the 3 pillars of Freemasonry as seen on the tracing board



Also notice one of them has the moon above it, by "the other side" I'm guessing they mean "the dark side" (considering it's got a crescent moon in the logo, though sometimes the crescent shape is used for the rings of saturn), maybe even death itself. Since I'm not a freemason, I don't know their exact interpretation of the "dark pillar", and I'd rather not spread misinfo. I have an idea of what it means (negativity, maybe left brain for thoth/moon god, I'm all mixed up right now though) but I'm not entirely sure because I seem to have adopted a somewhat positive meaning to most symbols that I see, the only negativity I see is in the way that they're used for manipulation and stuff like that, and the more "domination"-type symbols...

Why do I always get into interesting stuff when my brain is not functioning well...

Update: They stayed upstairs until 6 in the morning. I fell asleep at around 8. I get woken up at 11:30 am by my sister and dad talking really loud. My dad leaves and my sister decides to watch TV. No. I scream at her from my room, it kind of went like this: "Oh my god. *I hit the wall pretty hard* Get the fuck outta there! You fucking bitch!" She says "You're a psycho. Stop staying up so late". I say "You kept me awake until 5 in the morning last night and the night before!". She walks off and I take a benadryl so I can pass out because my allergies are acting up. Her boyfriend arrives and they mock me out loud but stay in her room. I start drifting off to sleep, finally... Seconds before I pass out, and I mean seconds, the TV turns on again loud as ever and rap music is playing and footsteps boom above me like thunder. I had the urge to break something but I didn't have any energy to do it. I lay paralyzed in my bed as they continue to watch TV and mumble nonsense and cough and kiss.

I can't describe how I feel right now. I've surpassed extreme anger and depression. I feel like they're begging me to show that I'm angry so that they can steal more of my energy but I'm not going to. There is no winning in this... It's like playing a game of twisted chess against a master. I'm familiar with this feeling of being abused, it seems to follow me around like a shadow, but I wished never to experience it again. All I can do is stay awake and listen to music to drown out their awful noises.

9:00 - Still awake. I attempted to go to sleep around 8:00 meditating and listening to Boards of Canada but once the cd ended so did my trance and I could hear the TV on and them talking which filled me with rage (thanks for buying that fucking unnecessary sound system instead of my car, dad). I'm kind of wondering how people are capable of being so ignorant and inhumane, and how I'm related to people so stupid, sheep-like and fake. I'm not the type of person to give orders, and it's starting to be detrimental to my ability to stand up for myself. This is related to how I've felt I'm moving backward in time lately, because I've been through this sort of thing many times before. I'm sick of these angry thoughts and I feel like they aren't even coming from my own mind. No matter what I do to show my anger, they will feed off of it, and just laugh and laugh. I hate this. Whatever I do will be too little and too late.

In this situation I see everything that is wrong with the world today. Above me are two sheep: Speaking in hidden languages of mockery, ascending themselves physically and emotionally, for no good reason or purpose. Using eachother for a false sense of security and needs fulfilled. Staring blankly into the screen of sick, deceitful wonders, complacent and soulless, sacrificing wisdom for an ego-boost. If there's any truth to the story of Reptilian aliens, I definitely live in a house full of them.

I am just staggered at how stupid this whole thing is and it kind of proves to me how unbalanced the scales of justice are at this point in time. It's really been an enlightening experience, but at the same time so soul-shattering and traumatic that I feel like I've devolved a few levels just from experiencing their state of mind towards someone such as myself. That's enough of my thoughts...

I'm not going to play their game. I'm not going to start a back and forth with these subhuman piles of flesh and bone. They are devoid of love. They are not worthy of my attention yet they demand it with such veracity that I can't possibly avoid the issue. Their poison entered my mind long ago and it still boils my blood...

Found this article related to my plight: Realities of boozing are tough to swallow

In wealthy nations all over the world, momentum is building for big hikes in the cost of alcohol. The rationale is to stop us all drinking to the point where we make other people's lives hell by vandalising property, urinating and vomiting in the street, attacking people including members of our own family, and causing death and injury by driving under the influence. In other words, the goal is to stamp out what England's Chief Medical Officer Liam Donaldson last week dubbed "passive drinking" - the damage done to innocent bystanders and society in general when people drink too much.


In his 2008 annual report, launched on 16 March and entitled On The State of Public Health, Donaldson lays bare the shocking toll from passive drinking in England. The list includes 125,000 instances of alcohol-fuelled domestic violence; 2 million victims of alcohol-related violence; 39,000 sexual assaults; 1.3 million children adversely affected by family drinking; 6000 babies born annually with fetal alcohol syndrome; 660 children killed or injured in alcohol-linked road crashes; 7000 non-drinkers injured by drink-drivers; and 560 fatalities due to drink-driving. There were also 1.25 million recorded instances of alcohol-related vandalism. Binge drinking has made city centres no-go areas for many. A survey of 30,000 adults in the north of England found that 45 per cent avoided town centres at night for fear of meeting drunks.


I've slept 5 hours in the last 60 hours. Something is very wrong about that. I feel like absolute shit.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Yet another murder-suicide...

Five children reported dead after dad's suicide

ORTING, Wash. - Five children were found dead at a home outside the city of Orting after their father reportedly killed himself in a neighboring county, a television station reported Saturday.

Pierce County sheriff's deputies went to a home in a trailer park at the request of the King County Sheriff's Department after the father committed suicide, NBC affiliate KING reported on its Web site.

Pierce County sheriff's investigators told The News Tribune the children apparently were victims of homicidal violence.

Spokesman Ed Troyer said the 35-year-old father was discovered dead Saturday afternoon.

The children were between 7 and 16 years old, KING reported. The 7-year-old is a boy, and the rest are girls.

Orting is a city about 35 miles south of Seattle.


Check out Aferrismoon's latest for more King connections...

Pierce (as in the spear which pierced the side of Jesus, sometimes known as Christ the King) county

Other links to this story: The Copycat Effect - Orting and Pittsburgh

No sleep 'til... ever

(I know, this post makes me out to be a real a-hole, but it was such a strange, negative experience that I felt I should excrete it somewhere... It's therapeutic in a way. And now my sister's being nice to me so that about wraps it up for my sanity...)

I'm cracking. Something (I'll just say, whatever god decides what happens in the physical realm) does not want me to sleep or meditate in any way. Last night, I took a benadryl, which usually knocks me out (and prevents allergic reactions as the cat now sleeps on my bed), and successfully passed out. Minutes before I fell asleep, I heard my sister announce that her friends were coming over (this was at midnight) and when she saw that my lights were out she muttered "stupid ass" (earlier in the day I heard her telling her ex-boyfriend from Atlanta, who is a total jackass, that her and her new boyfriend made fun of me after smoking me out the other day which really pissed me off). Not 2 hours later, her and her boyfriend are in the room above me (my room has no door) watching asinine movies and talking and kissing as loud as they possibly can, and I am now wide awake and nearly vomiting from how awful the situation was. My body was unwilling to move and still dead tired, my lymph nodes were swollen and aching from allergic reaction, my jaw ached (from what I think is TMJ) and there were two assholes above me intentionally making as much noise as possible to make sure I wasn't going to sleep at all for the next 3 hours. So, I am nearly suicidal from how fucking stupid the situation is, but I caught this quote from the movie they were watching, "Dewey Cox" (a horrible movie):

"Gonna cut my brother in half"

Why does this theme keep popping up?

I am awake from 1:30 in the morning until 9 in the morning, just laying there unable to do anything. They went to bed at around 4 in the morning but my sister decided to come back downstairs just as I was falling asleep to sit in the room above me and cough her ass off (probably the most irritating noise in the world) for no reason I can think of (she wasn't watching tv or talking on the phone, why was she in there?). I finally fell asleep after 4 hours of silence at 9 o'clock in the morning, and had some weird dreams about going to brazil and playing football or something. But wait, there's more! I am awakened again by these two people, once again they're just vapidly "communicating" to each other and making food in the kitchen. I didn't want to know what time it was, but when I did look, I got very pissed off. It was 12:30. A few mutterings of "twat waffle" and other insanely rabid insults (just loud enough for those bastards to hear) later and I am wide awake again, here typing now.

What a fucked up night and morning... Synchronicity doesn't like me today. It seemed far too coincidental how everything kept coming in succession and stopping me from falling asleep throughout the night. Pretty hellish if you ask me.


Beastie Boys - No Sleep Til Brooklyn

Friday, April 3, 2009

The Most Horribly Written Article Ever

Burners Torched Over Native Party

I'd really like to know what actually happened here, but unfortunately whoever wrote this piece was injecting crack into their eyeballs. (I know that's impossible, but these days what is the difference between possible and impossible? A year ago I would have never expected to be writing in my blog amongst the most intelligent, perceptive people around)

Local Native Americans go to war against insensitive Burners and win.

There was supposed to be a "private" Burner party last Saturday night at the Bordello in Oakland, complete with three hundred guests, twenty DJs spinning thumping techno and bass, dancers, a fashion show, micro-massages, raw food, an absinthe bar, and coconuts. Instead, the event ended in tears.

More than fifty Bay Area Native American rights activists converged on the historic East Oakland property at 9:30 p.m. to ensure the shutdown of popular Burning Man group Visionary Village's "Go Native!" party. The fired-up Hopis, Kiowas and other tribal members spent more than four hours lecturing the handful of white, college-class Burners about cultural sensitivity until some of them simply broke down crying. The emotional crescendo capped a month-long saga that started with a tone-deaf dance party flyer, led to an Internet flame war and a public excoriation of Visionary Village's young, neo-hippy leaders before real tribal elders in the East Bay demanded a cancellation of the event.


Here's an interesting blob extracted from the article:

Commenters demanded that the event be canceled, started a petition amongst rights groups, and some began threatening Visionary Village with arson and rape. Among the most incendiary comments received by the Village: "YOU FUCKING CRACKKKERS[sic] ARE THE REAL DEVIL AS SPOKEN IN THE SCRIPTURE! SHIT LIKE THIS DOES NOT SUPRISE ME ONE BIT, ... I PRAY TO THE MOST HIGH THAT A METEOR WILL FALL OUT THE SKY AND HIT 1247 E. 12th Street AND ALL YOU FUCKING DEVILS WILL BE BURNING MEN ALRIGHT!!!!


lol

The Burners quickly backpedaled online, signing a petition to distance the event from any Native themes and stating: "The decorations in the Air Room include a parachute. Our organizers are dressing as time-traveling aliens, Nickelodeon cartoon characters, and fire-dragons because that is how they identify their native identity. That is their NATIVE ATTIRE/COSTUME. ... Please stop slandering our event and misleading people."



"Name your little villages whatever you want, but don't ever associate it with Native Americans. Call it the Crystal Ranch or something. Call it the Mars Ranch. If you want to be spiritual — go be a Druid or something."



If this is an April Fool's joke, it's a pretty bad/stupid/pointless one. Way to go newsmedia, you've made yourself out to be a total ass once again.