Trick or...... Trick?

 Part One

I bought a hallowe'en mask. £1.50 from Tesco. It's very interesting. It's a kid's mask, so a bit of a tight fit. But the nose and mouth are completely covered, no holes. It complies totally with the 'rules' or 'guidelines'. Perfect.

I have yet to wear a 'face-covering'; I have no intention of doing so. Nevertheless, should I at some point decide that the need has truly arisen, then the hallowe'en mask will fit the bill magnificently. I can see no reason to object.

I quite like hallowe'en. OK, I know, it's trivialised, commercialised, bastardised, Americanised, distorted. But still, it can be a bit of fun for children especially, and fun is in real short supply nowadays. I also consider it valuable for introducing children to the notion that there is a darker side to life, doing it in a non-nightmarish kind of way. It shows the way to deal with dark forces, sometimes at least: laugh or scream in a silly way, don't take them too seriously, that only makes them feel more powerful. Take the piss, ridicule them and their demented ways. Can't scare me, buddie. They have no sense of humour.

If more people had cognisance of darkness and evil in the universe in the first place, we might not be in the mess that we apparently are at the moment. The majority of humans simply do not see, or refuse to see, evil when it's staring them straight in the face. They have lost the ability to recognise that evil exists at all, inhabiting instead a grey twilight world of relativities and fifty shades of mediocrity. 

That evil stalks them in the form of confinements, inability to access health services when they are needed, prohibitions on visiting friends and family, those nearest and dearest, forced smothering of personality with faceless masks, and all the rest. 

This is the prime difference between myself and so many others. They see it all, in a move of breathtaking naivety, as a temporary inconvenience: comply for a while and then it'll all go away. While to me it is Evil itself out on the street, running amok. The more room you give to it, the more liberties it will continue to take.

Part Two

Hallowe'en also marks a time of the year in northern climes when the boundary between dimensions, twixt human and non-human, is especially thin. It is a period when spirits, demons, good guys and bad guys, can pass easily into the human realm, and we come under their influence, like it or not.      

Masks are not 'bad'. The Covid mask is bad, for sure; very bad. It is a grotesque ritual being enacted on a global scale to diminish the human being. It is designed to remove individual personality, part of a drama of submissiveness and submission to another force. "I give myself - my self - up to you, oh great one, oh evil one. Please take me, take me over. I am nothing in your greater presence."

The Covid mask diminishes the human being. A mask can, however, be used to explore the richness and diversity that is real authentic life and living. It can empower instead of disempowering.

Shamanic masks are employed to invoke other spirits and beings, helpers and messengers. They are used for healing and for divination. Put on your power mask, invoke your power animal through donning your mask, and you begin to embody a power that is marvellous, awesome, and for the good of existence. 

Tribal folk of all continents have utilised the mask in this way. Eighteenth-century Europe saw events such as the great carnival of Venice, where people would don richly ornamented and fashioned masks in order to take on other personalities for a while, and do things their 'dominant persona' would not consider doing. The mask can be a powerful tool for good and for exploration. But not the Covid mask, worn unconsciously and erroneously. This is the tragedy: most people have no clue about the true purpose of this infernal mask. That it has nothing to do with a killer virus, but everything to do with changing them for the worse - robotising them.

Imagine a bunch of people turning up at Tesco wearing power animal masks. What vitality, what vigour, as they dance down the aisles, between the tins of pineapples and tomatoes. The Cabal would soon be shitting itself.

Part Three

This is an important point. The battle needs to be fought on the level of the occult. This is the level from which much of the psychopathology is being generated. Ritual, satanic magick, and so on. It is partly so effective because the majority of people don't recognise that this is a viable layer of reality at all. They are totally submersed in their 'scientific materialistic' viewpoint, which does not admit the occult, the real driver of the world.

The current madness cannot be fought with reason - not primarily anyhow. Vast numbers of people, the seriously afflicted, are no longer amenable to reason, despite their protestations to the contrary. They have been rendered insane and blind by the dark dark spell which has been cast. It matters not how many statistics you throw at them: logic, reason, proper objective science, won't work.

Curiously, there are those on whom the spell has not worked one bit, but that's another topic. But like must be met with like: occult must be met with occult. As is the case with masks, the occult is neither good nor bad: it is merely acknowledgement of the non-physical realms which form part of our world, along with recognition that they can be impacted and altered for the good or the bad. The Cabal cannot be defeated without the inclusion of other dimensions, other densities, other powers, in the equation. Otherwise, it's King Canute all over again. End of story....       

Science in the Vortex

Part One 

I suppose I must have spent five years of my youth studying physics. I use the word 'studying' in the loosest of ways. Like its sister subjects, chemistry and biology, physics was sent by God to baffle and confound me. It wasn't my world, or the world as I saw it, at all. I wasn't sure if it was arcane, inane, or insane; probably a combination of all three.

I retain one vivid memory from my years in the physics lab. It was a boys' school, and the school for girls was across the road - a considerable frontier, that road. Our school, however, boasted a spanking new indoor swimming pool, and the girls would occasionally come across to use it.

Most of the girls in that neighbouring school were not 'lookers'. There was, however, one marvellous exception. One of the girls was beautiful, radiant, exuding the confident sexuality which comes from knowing that you are radiant and beautiful. Anyhow, it was early afternoon, first lesson after lunch, and we were all in the physics lab engaged in various levels of bemusement about joules, kilojoules, bunsen burners, or something. 

The alleyway leading to the swimming pool passed in front of the physics lab. Suddenly someone in the class, Steve Pacitti was his name, whispered loud, but not too loud: "It's her". Instantly all work stopped. The world stopped. Some of the class did not know what he was talking about. But the rest of us dropped tools (no pun intended), gazed out of the window in silent communal lust. It was a most memorable moment. And then she was gone, with her classmates. On to the swimming pool where, oh god, she would take off her clothes, slip into a swimming costume, glide effortlessly into the water, which would caress her silky skin, her tender body. Actually, the water was tepid and reeked of chlorine, but....

Part Two

With my dubious scientific credentials it goes without saying that I entered the modern world of Covid poorly qualified. In order to make any sense of the grotesque nightmare that has descended upon humanity I have needed to grapple with topics alien to my native being. Viruses, infections, the nature of disease; PCR tests; cells, DNA, and the rest. 

I modestly suggest that I haven't done too bad. Necessity - and it has been total necessity, personally - is the mother of pushing beyond imagined limitations and personal preferences and inclinations. During the course of the spring and summer I did enough research and head-scratching, reading, listening, re-reading, to come to a number of focal conclusions.

- The 'virus' claimed to be responsible for single-handedly trashing human civilisation as we have known it has not been proven to exist. Despite claims to the contrary, it has not been properly purified and isolated separate form all other manner of gunk. 'The virus' is unlikely to exist.

- The 'test' which has been pivotal in creating our pandemic panic is not fit for purpose. Its creator specifically stated that it is not designed or suitable as a diagnostic tool. It does not detect a 'virus' but a genetic sequence which is assumed to be a sign of aforementioned virus. That's all. It most likely tests for genetic material which is natural to the human body: look closely enough, and everybody may test positive for 'the virus'. It is a test that does not test for a virus, a virus which most likely does not exist in the first instance. 

Such is the basis on which human life has been imprisoned, impoverished, damaged, destroyed.....

Part Three

When it comes to the 'statistics' aspect to science, I entered the world of Covid better prepared. 

As people generally believe in measurements, things that you can quantify, they put great faith in statistics. This faith is largely naive, since statistics can be used by those who know how to use them to 'prove' almost anything. This is especially true if you can turn your statistics into a computer model, using your own parameters and assumptions in setting up the initial model. White is black? No problem!

Selective use of data, pre-determined start and end points to data on a graph, suspect methods of data collection: these are just a few of the ruses used to blind people with your statistical science. In the world of Covid this can be seen in the endless debates about Sweden, for example, and its atypical approach to the Covid problem. Has it been successful or not? Depends on whose data you look at, how you interpret it, and your personal prejudices. In other words, it is an endless and useless endeavour.

There are, however, a few general points that can be reasonably concluded from poring over graphs. Firstly, lockdowns, masks, and the rest, have had little or no effect on containing 'the virus'. In the nations of Europe where masks became mandatory during the summer months, the number of 'cases' has skyrocketed since that particular imposition. The logical conclusion is that face masks increase the incidence of Covid-19. Which is nonsense, but which goes to prove the point....

The other Covid-relevant point about statistics is that you can change the parameters to keep the thing going. While people were officially dying from the virus, it was deaths that we were concerned with. Then, when people stopped dying, the emphasis mysteriously morphed into 'cases'. Because so many people were hypnotised by the terrible nature of the virus, this move could be made almost without a squeak from the general population, while it was just a way to keep the 'crisis' going.

In conclusion, statistics are largely bullshit. Their primary use is to programme the general population into beliefs and fears.

Part Four 

Germ theory, terrain theory, the causes of illness. This is biology, I suppose. Unlike with physics, I have no great memories of my years spent trying to learn biology. Quite a lot of it seemed to involve chlorophyll, a mysterious agent which turned plants green. For a couple of years we had a biology teacher who had a beard, and who occasionally smelt of body odour.

Germ theory, terrain theory: two main approaches to human health and what causes it to go bad. I knew a little of these ideas before 2020, but like many other topics, it has demanded closer attention since the Covid story exploded into being.

Germ theory rules the roost in modern 'health' today. And, like many things which go to create the world we live in, this is so not because of anything very rational, scientific(!), or considered. Germ theory runs the show because it is appealing to those who like to control the affairs of other human beings.

Pasteur is Mister Germ, while Bechamp is Mister Terrain. Pasteur won the day largely through subterfuge - it's not difficult to find the story should you want it.

In brief, germ theory states that illness is caused by nasty things like germs, viruses, bacteria, which hang around in the outside world waiting to jump on you, down your throat, and thus make you very ill. Other people with germs can easily pass these agents on, through touch, sneezing etc, so they are best avoided.

Terrain theory places emphasis on the inner health of the individual, as well as that of the surrounding environment. If you are well-nourished, exercised, of healthy psychology and with meaning to your life, your body is pretty well-equipped to deal with any nasty outside agent which may come its way. 

In the germ view of life, however, we are essentially hopeless, helpless blobs wandering around in a dangerous world. Viruses and other disease-producing things are 'out there', hiding behind every tree, around every dark street corner, just waiting to jump on us and render us very ill. There's nothing we can do, really. We are victims of a dangerous world, and that's that. We can just hope and pray that someone will come up with a vaccine, and soon, to protect us from all these horrid things floating through the air and lurking on door handles. Otherwise we live in constant fear.

Terrain theory, by contrast, empowers the individual. There is nasty stuff going on out there, yes, but you can take your life into your own hands, look after yourself, and head out the front door with confidence.

  

Part Five

Put simply, the Covid story encapsulates everything that is bad, twisted, devious. It is evil incarnated in a phantom killer disease; it is the Inversion in pure form. And it is germ theory write large. In the theatre which is Covid-19, humans are cast as helpless victims in the grip of a terrible fate, unable to do a thing about it. It is victim mentality personified. 

The humans watched in horror as the virus marched through Iran from central China, on through Italy, Spain, France, until - gotcha! - it finally breached the White Cliffs of Dover. Britain sat petrified, unable to lift a finger to do a thing to stop the enemy's advance. Helpless victims - which is exactly where the Cabal wants them to be. 

We are not required to enter into an either/or debate about germ theory and terrain theory. It is most likely a false dichotomy; elements of both may well contribute to health. But the Covid story has been played entirely on the germ, the killer virus. And on humans as helpless victims.

Thus we discover that Hancock, the supposed Minister for Health, is not a minister for health at all: he is a minister for vaccines. And throw in a face mask or two. 

But remarkably, not a word has been uttered during the entire dark pantomime about how human beings might actually improve their health - their defences, their chances of naturally combating any illness that may be around. Instead, everything that has been put in place will have a detrimental effect upon a person's health: being cooped up indoors without fresh air, sunshine, exercise; keeping people apart, isolated from others, especially nearest and dearest, leading to greatly increased stress, anxiety, sadness, depression, all known to make one more susceptible to illness; breathing issues with long-term mask use, including the possible inhalation of toxic plastics; engendered fear, once more with a palpable effect on the strength of the human organism. 

Instead, it's all down to staying put, shutting up, doing what you're told, and waiting for the vaccine. The killer vaccine. the vaccine, designed to end far more lives than the phantom virus ever will.

Scientifically, germ theory is of dubious status. But in psychological terms, its effects are clear: they are devastating.   

Images:  Aylesbury Grammar School, place of much torture

              Some girls come over

              The killer virus

               Germ theory, terrain theory, explained

 

  

Covid Torture, Humans Rise Above It

 This is a good article, I think, which sets out the general picture, and could be shown to a relative newcomer to the deeper realities of Covid torture 2020. I don't actually agree with it all - the 'virus from Wuhan' narrative isn't real for me - but the general drift....

https://www.stopworldcontrol.com/planned/#

There are also some excellent articles in 'freedom articles' below. I recommend the one about psychological stress, torture, and covid 19 from September 11th (!) especially.

 https://thefreedomarticles.com

And in case you might need it in these weird and nasty times:

https://www.bitchute.com/video/IqdLHmnloyDw/

And finally, something completely different, from north-east England. A heart-warming poem:

https://bitchute.com/video/RXWnbBTLzBkQ

And that's it from Covidland for today....

A Sufi Mystic

 "When a man is possessed by an evil spirit the qualities of humanity are lost in him. Whatever he says is really said by that spirit, though it seems to proceed from his mouth. When the spirit has this rule and dominance over him the agent is the property of the spirit, and not himself. His self has departed and he has become the spirit."      Rumi, 13th century Sufi.

For some strange and unaccountable reason, various images came to me as I mulled over these words from the wise man.

In no particular order - Ursula von der Ley, Chris Witty, Emmanuel Macron, Melinda Gates, Matt Hancock. Actually, they are not all there... 

Truly, the world of humans is greatly influenced by those who are like hollow vessels, possessed by a spirit. Vessels fit and shaped to channel all manner of evil into the affairs of humankind. Teresa May, Joe Biden - two more. They have, or appear to have, no character, no personality. They are automatons who deliver messages, instructions, edicts, without proper feeling, without natural human response.

The world of power is full of such beings, and this is no coincidence. They are the perfect type. They simply exercise authority without the complication of personal emotions. I am reminded of that section in one of James Hillman's books, where he discusses the nature of evil. It lies, according to various investigators, in uniformity, anonymity, conformity, efficient faceless bureaucracy. These are precisely the elements which these abovementioned people seem to embody. Quiet, unmoved, impersonal: sign the execution form and move on.

In a sense, the out-and-out, out-there, darkness of a Sturgeon, a Salmond, a Merkel, is preferable. It's not so creepy. Well, in Sturgeon's case, I'm not so sure.... 

And what about Boris Johnson? What's happened to him? I might be wrong, but it seemed to me that he went into hospital with an illness as one person and came out as another. Beforehand, he was something of a real person, with his distinctive sense of humour and the rest. But since his stint with the NHS, he has been little more than a robot, a covid automaton. One of the very worst.

As I said, I might be wrong. But that's what my five senses and my intuition are telling me. There's hardly anything said about this: the occasional suggestion that he has been replaced by a double, the original Johnson either executed or hidden away for his personal safety. Unlikely, I submit. But what happened in that hospital? I wonder whether he's been got at, got to, possibly subjected to some heavyweight mind control. That would hardly be surprising: the rest of us have had it. 

Two not particularly related, but not unrelated, articles. If the 'new improved' Google system (ha ha) wants to redirect you that's OK....

https://off-guardian.org/2020/09/22/covid-world-resist/     

https://realclimatescience.com/2020/09/the-bill-gates-tattoo/

And The Sun Goes Down....

Part One

Spring and summer witnessed an unprecedented flourish of activity on the blog, to correspond with the unprecedented flourish of insanity in the world. Now, suddenly - nothing. I am quiet, more in-turned: what we can call the inner work calls out for priority attention - not just for 'me' but for any contribution I may make to the overall betterment of the world. So be it.....

While springtime is, apparently, the time of the 'Lesser Mysteries', autumn marks the unfolding of the 'Greater Mysteries'. As outward activity diminishes, this seems fitting, natural, appropriate. It is the season when the big mysteries of life will most readily be revealed, to those who are prepared to listen, be quiet, to go inwards.  

What I have written so far this year represents a reasonable summary of what I feel has been going on over this uniquely bizarre and brutal period. It is now a matter of seeing how things unfold further. In part, at least.

As it happens, things have become still more ludicrous - if that is possible - by the day. The 'pandemic' has been replaced by the 'casedemic' as prime mover of dystopian events. 'An increase in infections' is the new phrase designed to strike still further fear and terror into the lives of many many people. 

This masks-and-infections phase is personally more difficult, in some respects, than the initial lockdown back in spring. It is grotesque, totally irrational, incredible. Anyone in their right mind would simply note that, for about two months now, UK deaths from typical seasonal flu have far outstripped those from 'the virus' and, when confronted with 'increase in infections' simply reply with "What's the problem, then?"

Many people are not, however, in their right mind. A dark spell has been cast - literally - reinforced every time people put on the mask of the beast in subservience or fear. They have fallen for a story that gets more surreal by the day. A part of me still recoils in shock at how easily people have fallen for this fiction. Maybe I was naive about the nature of many human beings in the first place.  

"The individual is handicapped by coming face-to-face with a conspiracy so monstrous he cannot believe it exists." J. Edgar Hoover (and he should know.....)

Part Two

A couple of weeks ago my wife and I went to Edinburgh for a few days. It was the first time outside the Scottish Highlands since March; not something I had any great urge for, but, as it turned out, refreshing nevertheless.

I would not normally  harbour notions of visiting Edinburgh at this time of year - accommodation prices sky-high, and half the world there for the Festival. But this year being different, it was manageable both economically and psychologically. Not crowded, but sufficient people to avoid the ghost-town experience. 

We tracked down  the less covid-infested eating places, the ones without fear-porn signs all over the place, without military-style 'security' on the door, etc. We even found a cafe where the staff were unmasked. I told them how wonderful it was to see their faces, and they said they were following misgovernment guidelines on 'safety' fully anyway. Which was interesting.

All in all, we tried to live like fully-fledged human beings, not zombies. And on Saturday it was the 'Freedom for Scotland' Gathering near Holyrood. Lots of warm, friendly, fear-free individuals meeting together to make their human voices heard. No mandatory vaccines, no mandatory masks, no more lockdowns; you get the idea. The atmosphere was generally carnival more than it was protest, the attitude being predominantly that of being healthy human beings rather than angry fists and confrontation. That is playing their game, after all. It is one that 'they' are all too familiar with, and one which 'they' invariably win.

Part Three

It's been the order of the day for a couple of months now: the satanic ritual of the mask. Taxi drivers in masks, shoppers in masks, hotel staff in masks, solitary passengers on a bus, peeping out from behind a mask. No longer do I walk around in a human world. I now wander though a bizarre ritual enactment, in which 'persons' are removed, erased, sponged out.

And we have the local lockdowns, driven by 'cases'. People aren't actually dying, but the invisible enemy is afoot, invoking fear on every street corner. "Best to be safe."

And now we have the blackmail of children, just one small step away from full-on pedophilic child abuse: wear the mask or you might give the virus to grandad, and he'll die. Traumatising the kids, just like in satanic child abuse. There is no limit to the depths of depravity that today's new leaders will go to.

We have, too, the grotesque numbers: six people meeting together only. Precise, mechanical, calculated. Six. Six. Six. Why don't more people get it????

Anybody in their right mind would see that this dark theatre which is being enacted is not the product of the 'human mind'. Human minds could not, I submit, work out, choreograph, and orchestrate all this. No. It requires another kind of mind, the archontic mind. Castaneda uses three adjectives to describe this type of non-human influence on our affairs: baroque, morose, contradictory. I found this an extremely curious choice of words to begin with, but its quirky nature, behind which lie sadism and pure lust for control, makes more sense today.

It is all occult, calculated, sadistic. And this is another thing....

Part Four

Over the past two hundred years or more, the 'modern western mind' has been in process of creation. It has now reached full flowering. It is indeed modern and western: scientific, rational, philosophically materialistic - well, that's the official story, anyhow. It believes in science and things scientific. Measurements, computer models. To be real, something needs to be amenable to the five senses; we need to be able measure it, quantify it. Otherwise it's dismissed as superstitious rubbish. This is the great psy-op of the modern era.

When a friend wrote to me that 'science is diabolic', this short sentence turned on a switch, a switch of understanding. Yes, science is truly diabolic - science as commonly understood, that is. It cages the human mind in a tiny box of cognition and experience: anything that may exist outside that box will be either ridiculed, dismissed, or simply not experienced consciously at all. And all the while this limitation to experience is justified by the programmed belief that 'we' are more advanced: our 'science' makes us superior, more knowledgeable, closer to real life. While in fact the converse is true.

"We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile, helpless"

And again:

"The predators gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind, which becomes our mind....... Through the mind, which, after all, is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them." (Carlos Castaneda, the Active Side of Infinity).

The predators gave us our mind. They gave us our scientific mind. And one reason that they gave us our scientific mind is that it acts as perfect cover. 

The predator does not act through materialistic rational science at all. The predator knows that's not the way that the world works. The predator acts through the occult. Through ritual: through signs, symbols, numbers, synchronicities. It knows this is the real deal, not crappy computer models. 

But it has given to the human mind science. Science, which denies the very existence of the occult. The means by which the predator manipulates, and is currently in the process of destroying, humanity as we know it, is not even recognised by modern western people. The predator's means is invisible! This being the case, the predator can continue its monstrous activities undetected, outside the cognitive menu which it has instilled into humans as being the one-and-only reality. Isn't that genius?

"The individual is handicapped by coming face-to-face with a conspiracy so monstrous he cannot believe it exists...... The American mind has not come to a realisation of the evil which has been introduced into our midst."  

Images: Calton Hill, Edinburgh            

 

 

 

  

  

  

The Blue Mask

There were small hopeful signs during a visit to the supermarket this week (I refer to 'the supermarket' since the local Tesco has become pretty much the one-and-only over recent months. It is fairly quiet, not very big, and you don't get hassled for not wearing a you-know-what).

First up, more of the staff are clearly getting pissed off with wearing masks. An increasing number can be seen with them worn well down below the nose, or pulled down for a breather before going back into full numbskull mode; or just left dangling while they get on with their job. One, who I'd seen struggling and working in dangling mode a couple of weeks ago, now sports an 'exemption' thing, as do a couple of other workers.

I am pleased, not for ideological reasons, but for their sakes: long-term wearing of a suffocation cloth will be bad for health - there is far more literature around to back this up than evidence that it does any good in scaring away viruses.

Outside the supermarket, a lively-looking guy - I think he was a Jesus dude - was having an animated discussion with one of the supermarket workers, an older guy, one who goes around collecting the trolleys around the car park. "They are herding us into a new way of life" he was explaining to the trolley man, who looked interested but bemused.

Back inside, I had spied a masker paying at the checkout wearing a Lou Reed t-shirt. "Lou Reed wouldn't wear a mask" I thought to myself, before letting it go: there's no way of knowing, really.
But Lou Reed and masks go back a long way.

In some respects, Lou was a master of the mask. Not for keeping at bay a phantom virus, but for putting on and taking off persona. Unlike most of our modern occult mask-wearers, his was a conscious act, so he was able to control the magick; well, most of the time. But it was that: one mask for an audience, another mask for tomorrow night's audience, a particularly odious mask for the music journalists he so despised. And there was the Blue Mask.....

The album entitled 'The Blue Mask' was released in early 1982. It was in the middle of a period during which only true Lou aficionados will be familiar with any of the songs. The fashion among rock 'critics' at the time was to ignore, dismiss, or run down.

'The Blue Mask' came to bathe Reed's gathering ignominy in a little light relief. The working title of the album was apparently 'Heaven and Hell', and it fits the bill. After years of living and making music that was on the edge of destruction, despair, premature complete annihilation, Lou Reed takes a big step towards personal redemption (if we remove any theological connotations to the word) with some of the songs on 'The Blue Mask'.

'Heavenly Arms' is one such. And there is 'Our House', evoking scenes of rural idyll. 'The image of the poet's in the breeze/ Canadian geese are flying above the trees/ A mist is hanging gently on the lake/ Our house is very beautiful at night.'

But then there is the song itself, the one which gives its name to the album. The Blue Mask. I provide a link to the song, though I am unable to really listen to it myself. The distorted guitar feedback, the pounding beat and rhythm, the vicious military snarl of Lou's voice, the words, the words, the words. It is not a 'high vibrational' song; but then it is not intended to be.

Suffering and torture are the name of the game on 'The Blue Mask'. 'They tied his arms behind his back/ To teach him how to swim/ They put blood in his coffee/ And milk in his gin.'

The catalogue of sadism continues, until...... , ambiguously(much art worth the title is ambiguous) it begins to dawn. This is not a one-way street of abuse. The abused is a willing participant in the entire horror movie.

'Take the blue mask down from my face/ And look me in the eye/ I get a thrill from punishment/ I've always been that way'. And again, near the song's pained finale: 'Make the sacrifice/ Mutilate my face/ If you need someone to kill/ I'm a man without a will'.

Doesn't it sound all-too familiar? Isn't this the ritual which is being enacted across the globe right now, by literally billions of people on a daily basis? Is it not that the human species is being invited to engage in sado-masochistic ritual on an unimaginable scale? Just watch some people when they don the mask. Their heads are literally bowed. They walk around looking cowed, downtrodden, thoroughly beaten. Not so much teenagers: it needs more than a blue mask to knock the stuffing out of most of them. But older folk, from age twenty on, I'd submit. Happy masochists. Punish me, punish me, punish me some more. I am a danger to the world; I am crap.

Bowed and cowed. The ritual of submission. Willing submission, mind you, for the most part. This is the important bit. If I can walk around the supermarket mask-free, so can anyone else. It's a choice. And, just as in the 'Blue Mask' song, there is a conspiracy between abuser and abused: both get their kicks from the twisted, perverse ritual. 'Make the sacrifice/ Mutilate my face/ If you need someone to kill/ I'm a man without a will'.

What a perfect expression of the goal of the blue mask ritual enacted worldwide today: to render the human being no longer human; no longer an independent entity, with any vestige of personal choice, of free will. To become passive, mute, faceless. And, in an expression of the unspoken covenant between abuser and abused, the mutilated will speak up for, defend with aggression if need be, the right of the abuser to continue the abuse. Speak out against the mask and you will likely be accused of recklessness, irresponsibility, and of wanting to kill other people.

They are after the children now. Enforcing a mask on a child is child abuse, plain and simple, literally. There is no limit to the depths that 'they' will plumb in their sickness. 'Children need to wear a mask to protect the old people.' What manipulative diabolical bullshit. And they know that.

'The adult is now debased. Let's see if we can take it further. Will they allow us to debase their children? Will they allow us to do that?'

'I'm a man without a will'.

Here's the song, if you dare:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCXA7RRoD0M

I am reminded of animal documentaries that I saw when I used to watch television. I can't remember what it was: sharks or dolphins I think. Anyhow, they would come upon a great shoal of little fish, millions of them, darting around. The sharks/dolphins would go crazy, uncontrollable, get carried away in a total frenzy as they decimated their prey. This is what I see today. The architects of control can't believe their luck, and they've gone ape-shit crazy. Completely out of control as they plough through the shoals of consent-to-debasement humans. It's a frenzy, it doesn't look good, but it's only possible because the prey are willing prey. There is no limit to where they can go, should they be allowed. Psychopathy is by its nature insatiable in its evil.

Take the blue mask down, look me in the eye.....

We have a problem. The majority of people are not psychopathic. The problem is that they do not recognise that there is a psychopathic mentality at work in the world; and that, while unrecognised, can rain down as much havoc as it wishes on the rest of human life.

Studies vary, but the suggestion is that between 1% and 5% of the human population is of psychopathic disposition. This is characterised above all by absence of empathy, of feelings of remorse and of the recognition that actions have consequences. In sum, there is no fellow-feeling; no feeling for any living thing aside from oneself.

It is lack of honesty and courage which lead so many people to dismiss, or refuse to acknowledge, the psychopathic element at work in human affairs, I suggest. For many non-psychopaths it is uncomfortable to consider this possibility. My humble suggestion is that it's time to get over it, and ..... take off the blue mask and look it all firmly in the eye. Otherwise, future prospects may not be worth thinking about.....               


 

Mind Control

Part One

At the end of the day (as the saying goes) my approach is psychological. 'Psychological' in the broadest sense of the word, that is. Mind, consciousness: these are primary, these are the creators of reality. 'Mind' includes feelings and emotions, instinct and intuition, sensations, just as much as it includes thoughts and ideas. 'Mind' is not a matter of the head; it is a matter of all experience.

There was a number of occasions during the 1970s when, with the aid of various psychedelic, or entheogenic, helpers, I was able to witness the world coming into being. It was as if time slowed down to such an extent that the entire process of manifestation, of creation, could be experienced as it occurred. The world of many things, the world as we normally know it, would unfold from 'somewhere' else: from the non-create, the un-create.

This is how the entire thing comes to be. On a moment-to-moment basis, the 'world' is created anew. It  is in a constant state of coming-to-be; sensations and the rest are instantaneously interpreted by our perceptual mechanisms into what we then, comfortably in the realm of the known, translate as 'the world'.

It's presented in many different places under various guises. In Mahayana Buddhism, it is the Void which gives birth to the world as we know it. It is emanation theory, in which the (dualistic) world is an emanation from the non-dual, what is sometimes  termed 'Source'. It is there in Kabbala, on the Tree of Life, where Ain Soph then Kether, the One, splits into ever-increasing differentiation, until we finally arrive at the bottom of the tree, Malkuth, the material world.

Mind Only. Consciousness is primary, the source of all that is. We forget this at our peril.

Part Two

During these described moments many years ago, and at various times more recently, it occurred to me that realising this process was the root of magic, or at least one root. For if one was able to watch the world come into being, then equally one could learn how to squeeze into that gap between the unmanifest and the manifest, and so twist, alter, distort, what was to come into being. Magic, the occult, are in themselves neutral; they can be the source of either good or evil, depending upon the intentions of the worker of the magic.

According to some, this is the origin of much of the conflict on planet Earth today. The great sages and knowledge-holders of thousands of years back, centred in what is nowadays northern Iran, spilt into two opposing groups. There were the carriers of true spiritual wisdom, who became the Gnostics among others. And there were the carriers of darkness - of power rather than benevolent wisdom - who morphed into secret societies, the Illuminati. And we could say, the embodiments of the mentality of the Archons.

Part Three

Mind is everything. This refers to everything 'now' as much as at any other time.

Face masks, face coverings: for the vast majority of folk they have nothing to do with physical health. Nothing at all. But they have everything to do with mind. Psychology. Everything. They are one of modern history's greatest mind-fucks.

In order to unpack one angle on the mind-mask-fuck, I shall take a stroll down a particularly dark psychological alleyway.

Before the Covid situation arose, there were two topics which occasionally pop up in the 'alternative world' that I studiously avoided. They were too repugnant, too dark, too psychopathic, for me. These topics were a) the A1 (artificial intelligence) archontic end-game, of a brain/computer interface, essentially transforming human beings into computer terminals, remotely-manipulated automatons of the (sub)human hive mind. And the second topic was that of satanic ritual abuse, especially of children, primarily as a means to feed off their energy.

With the playing of the Covid card, however, nothing is off limits any longer. All needs consideration, nothing is impossible. And it doesn't take a genius to see the connections between the artificial intelligence programme, ritual abuse, and the coronavirus plandemic.

The stuff of fantasy nightmares it may seem, but satanic ritual abuse is well-documented, including accounts by survivors which bear close resemblance to one another, thus lending credibility to their stories.

Trauma-based mind control is a vital element in such ritual abuse. Put simply, abuse generates intense fear, trauma; it is intended to so, for energetic reasons. And a major factor in how the process works involves compartmentalisation of the victim's psyche; in my own words, the exploitation of sub-personalities of the target victim, which operate more-or-less autonomously one from the other.

It is possible to turn on and off the sub-personalities of an individual. Thus, a victim may appear relatively normal under most circumstances, when their main persona is operating. However, it is possible to 'trigger' (the word used) another (sub)personality through the use of particular trigger words, sounds, or other means. Once triggered, this sub-personality can be subjected to extreme pain, fear, whatever, and then turned off again at will.

The person is then returned to their main persona, and such is the trauma that they consciously recall nothing at all - it is completely identified with that other (now unconscious) sub-persona. It's as if nothing every happened, and it's only through intensive psychotherapeutic work that the horrors may eventually be recovered.

Such are the psychopathic depths that a small proportion of (non)humanity will plumb. But the principle of the mask is not so very far from that employed in satanic ritual abuse, I suggest. Not so very far at all....

It is simple and straightforward to observe. Put on the mask and you become a different person; a different sub-personality takes charge. And this is all intended, by the way.

Part Four

Put straightforwardly: the mask is a trigger. It is a trigger for demeaning, humiliating ritualised abuse on a global scale. You can see it happening all the time, if only you look: see what is there, not what you have been told is there.

You see people behaving in human fashion, in the street, in the park, in the car park: laughing, joking, playing around; complaining, communicating about something or another. Then they approach the shop, and put on the mask. Immediately it is triggered: the Covid horror-anxiety-fear-and-danger-submission sub-personality. You see it in the supermarkets, on the buses, wherever people wear the mask. The Covid persona has been turned on.

And the thing about the Covid sub-personality is that it is not a personality at all. The personality has been erased, removed. Which is the whole point of the exercise, and why it is satanic. Our individuality is gone, and we are all the same, all subservient to the same common horror, the one great unifying Covid. We bow our heads in unison.

I believe that last week Con-mander-in-Chief Johnson issued yet another edict enumerating further places where the mask had to be worn. Hotel lobbies, for example. There is no coincidence here. Introduce still more petty details about where faces must be covered in order to keep the loyal subjects in constant remembrance of the mask, of their subservience to the mask, of the omnipresent horror of the Covid.

Do not allow them to forget for one second their inferiority to the god of the mask, the personality eraser. Over time, roles will reverse: the current personality will become the sub-personality, and vice-versa. The mask will become our prime face, our default way of being. Loyal, cowed, fearful, obedient: this will become the norm. Our face of individuality gone. We will be wearing the mask even when the face is uncovered.

No way......

Part Five

I have yet to wear a coronavirus suffocation cloth, and I intend that things will remain that way. There are, however, a number of occasions when I would consider it, to be effected in full consciousness of non-consent to the satanic rite.

One such occasion was last Sunday, when my wife (who hasn't covered her face yet, either) had an appointment at the local hospital for a check-up on a previously serious condition, postponed from March. If it was a case of 'no mask=no check-up' I would have donned the infernal object.

We arrived at reception; hospital almost deserted. "Use the handgel" the young lady at reception told us. I backtracked a couple of steps, and squeezed a tiny drop of this unpleasant stuff over my fingers. "You need to wear your mask" she continued. "We are exempt" I declared, pointing to the badges dangling prominently from our necks. The receptionist got a bit flustered; this was a bit much for her. Such complications were clearly not part of the script she had been given. "Oh, well" she mumbled. "Take these with you, in case you need them" handing me a couple of those surgical mask things.

We saw the consultant, who appeared remarkably unworried about contracting a fatal virus from either of us. He has always been courteous and helpful, and was happy to give my wife the all-clear, and hoped he never saw us again.

Once home, I opened my bag and took out my trophy from the hospital. I'd seen thousands of people wearing these things, and plenty of them, used or unused, thrown away and strewn across the pavements and forest walks nearby. But I'd never looked at one closely. Not really. And never touched one. 

I inspected it, rubbed my finger across its centre, held it up to the light. The magic mask, the transformer of society.

What an awful thing! It is worse than I had imagined. Crude, cheap, synthetic, slimy. A mass-produced piece of demonstrable shit. The very depths of what modern industrial society can come up with. Is supposed to protect against the most deadly Covid virus? Really? And people wear this on their face every day??? Voluntarily???

The medium is the message, I guess. Demeaning, humiliating, you got it. How low can you sink? 

davidicke.com/2020/08/14/covid-19-is-a-virus-of-the-human-mind-david-icke-dot-connector-videocast-please-share-to-counter-censorship/

Above is a link to David Icke's weekly dot connector videocast. It's on the same subject, approached from a slightly different angle, but one of his best. Highly recommended.   

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