Kness’iet

April 6, 2021

They tell preachers what to preach.
And tell teachers what to teach.
They own your police and government.
They know where all your money went.
You may call them Soviet.
You may call them Kness'iet.
They took Chipper down.
They run your whole dam town.
They use toddlers for target practice
And make fragments of your sons.
Martyrs are the fortunate ones.
Like Father Coughlin, they died in their boots.
Now Holy Ecstasies are their banquet fruits.







Jeffrey MacDonald

March 23, 2021

Mister Fayetteville Observer,

Just read this piece of yours on Dr. Jeff MacDonald.  I have read the case (w/all the bells, whistles, nuts and bolts, lurid slab shots, media smear sheets, hollywood smear jobs, the works).  First off, I am shocked how MacDonald’s slain family members are emblazoned all over the public domain from a coroner’s slab.  Where is the decorum?  Where is their protected dignity?  Secondly, how in the world would “Tate-LaBianca-class intruders” access military housing on Fort Bragg?  Seeing as I do not believe the ridiculous conviction premise.  There is no premise.  My father was a paratrooper there.  Safest place on earth to sleep.  Seeing as this illustriously-educated and successful medical doctor had no motive and nothing to gain by murdering his family, what’s your take?  MacDonald had a full plate.  He had a reason to sleep deeply and get up early.  He was the envy of the military medical community.  Who did he piss off to get a frame-job like this slapped on him?  Somebody wanted to get even with him for something it looks like.  This case is a dog that won’t hunt.  Flimsy frame.  Nauseatingly lame.   Have you read the case?  Why were MacDonald’s injuries downplayed and dismissed?  It was 0300 hrs.  Sudden waking can be disorienting.  What father would do that to his little girls?  And then pose them sardonically post-mortem.  By the official photos, note how the dead wife is likewise posed sardonically by the coroner.  Holding her own toe tag.  Presenting it for the photo.  Not funny.  But very telling.  And linking.  I am thinking — a 1970’s time capsule of “the chain of command” should be dragged into court and cross-examined.  That case should be busted wide open.  Re-investigated by 3rd party outsiders.  See what you get.  Not the same I bet.  Somebody’s got hell to pay.  I would love to get your opinion of my digestion.  Unless you just wrote what somebody told you to write and have not done any of your own thinking on the subject.  I hear most journalists today are like that.  That is why 98% of the “news” ain’t news.  Just smear jobs, b.s. and decoys.  

Who is the devil

March 30, 2018

 

 

he is a bad smell  …………………………………………………………..

a loud and ugly noise  …………………………………………………..

the shame of a whore in morning light  ……………………………..

self-harm  ………………………………………………………………………

addiction  ………………………………………………………………………

unjust crucifixion  ………………………………………………………..

bribery and blackmail  …………………………………………………

the employer of assassins  …………………………………………….

kangaroo court  ……………………………………………………………..

a prostitute escort  …………………………………………………………

he burns trash on a rainy day  ………………………………………

and writes code to print black pages  ……………………………

he is fits and rages  ………………………………………………………….

gluttony  ……………………………………………………………………………

anorexia  …………………………………………………………………………..

fraudulent surgery  ………………………………………………………….

a malicious chiropractor  ………………………………………………..

stubborn pride  ………………………………………………………………..

he is the father of lies  ……………………………………………………..

a gold-digger bride  ………………………………………………………….

he is the mob mentality of popular opinion  …………………

mockery and derision  …………………………………………………….

he is a glaring, ugly light  ………………………………………………..

Lucifer ain’t so bright  ……………………………………………………..

he wants you to fear him more than you fear God  ………………

oh ye foolish captains of the Pequod  ……………………………..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sleepers

February 24, 2018

 

The way this is done is to install a “normal american family” in a town where their damage control will be required in the future.  Such, for example, as the ones who recently popped up as interviewees to explain away the accusations of “conspiracy theorists.”

 

I write of the recent blood-bath at Parkland, Florda.  Smoke bombs and gas masks are convenient covers for somebody’s face.  Sniping through school windows and picking off students has a signature about it.  Guess who it points to?  Guess hard.

 

Upon reading the better reportage, I get a panorama.  After the carnage, here come what appears to me as those who have been schooled and groomed and briefed to say exactly what they say.  Those who were installed years ago for something that was planned years ago.  Like 9/11, it was cooked up long before it happenend.  The rigging involved a lot of sayanim.  Still at war, america?  With whom?

 

Ever heard of “sleeper cells?”  They are enemy agents who have been installed in your community to act like normal citizens.  They could be your neighbors or co-workers.  Until one day when they spring into action to begin their work as the enemy within your gates.

 

School shoot’um-ups have a clear agenda:  “hand over your guns, america, or your kid is next.”  The marxists always try to disarm a nation before they seize control.  No-brainer, that one.  If you are stupid enough to hand over your guns, you can be certain that guns will be pointed at you afterwards.  And not some half-kick AR-15’s either.

 

Like the rappers belt from their diaries of the streets, “rrrrrrrrrrrraaaa…”  Those lads appear to be the few men with guts enough to stand up to what ails us.  They ain’t handin’ over their uzi’s.  That is because their ghetto is already hell.  They had to cut their teeth on kill or be killed.  Not all of them are from the devil.  Ask Ralo LaFlare and Durk Banks.  Or my first Navy roomate from the Bronx.  They know better than trust “the man.”  It has taken me some time.  But I finally learned who “the man” is.

 

Back to Parkland.  How are those ballistics coming, Mister Coroner?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

O’ Church of the Rock

January 2, 2018

You  may  be  pope’less

But  you  ain’t  hope’less

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

33 Countries Shout

December 5, 2017

 

¡  Viva Cristo Rey  !

Risen

 

 

 

Man and His Bodies

September 13, 2017

                        T h e    R e v i e w s

Annie, can you hear me? Have you been duped by a smooth criminal? Taken to the cleaners? Lost in space? Did you bite the wrong line?

 

Annie Besant knows now that there is a God and she ain’t Him. In this Theosophical Manual (Volume 7) she states that she is not infallible, then proceeds to lecture the seven ghostly bodies of man with technical precision.

 

If indeed this was written by a woman, then she writes like a man. A well-educated one. Whose writing is as tidy as this handsome, hard-cover book. Published in 1905 by the London Theosophical Society. The original third edition by this well-heeled bunch whose wispy tentacles reached into all the civilised world — even then. The binding, paper and print are the finest money could buy. These pages are pleasantly yellow and have that exciting musty smell. Must have come from some rich old coot’s library. A flaming commie one who is now dead and whose progeny is not into reading. Just hand over the money, pops.

 

In these 114 pages a reader will find much science. Besant (or whoever this writer was) knew his anatomy. I was amazed at how much human anatomy was on the books back then.

 

But knowing the devil like I do, his apples always come well mixed. He baits his hooks with truth or else who would bite his line?   Then he reels them in and starts feeding them lies. And more lies. For you see, he is the father of lies.

 

One is duly impressed with this writer’s knowledge of the sciences. They serve a good launching pad for discussing man’s ghost. The one that appears to others while he is yet alive and gets called a doppelgänger. The one that slips out of our physical bodies nightly and experiences dreams. The one that departs when we die and does not apparently return. Besant has an explanation for all that.

 

Another of the author’s kind will discern what of her writing is true. Experience is a shrewd teacher.

 

Never once does Besant give glory to the Master Engineer for His goodly works. She does not dare describe what she sees on the lower astral planes. She rather mitigates the scene. Downplays the demons. She calls them elementals and thought forms. A woman in her shoes would rightly have to be a demonologist or else a witch.

 

Witches exploit their knowledge of the spiritual places for selfish ends. Otherwise, such knowledge would bring them closer to God. Conversely, they rather draw near to Lucifer. They are his wenches.

 

Besant footnotes their Victorian journal * Lucifer * on page 30. This monthly magazine was published by their theosophical society full of their occult drivel. Morning star or light-bearer, yes yes. But there is a famous fallen angel in God’s Word by that name. He came first. Not the magazine. So Helena picked a tricky name for that one. I know how the devil’s people love to brag about who they are. So spare me the Greek, bitches.

 

Ed and Lorraine Warren, Gabriele Amorth, King James? Demonologists. King James pist off all the right people. A sure sign of his caliber. Who your enemies are defines you. The soul knows no grey zone. One cannot serve two masters.

 

On page 62 Besant calls our world a globe. That alone proves that this writer was not spiritually enlightened.

 

Throughout the text there is a profession of knowledge that reads more like a gathering from centuries of grimoires. Things too abstruse and convoluted for one stray mother to know.

 

Besant, according to my studies, abandoned her Christian husband and children for a life in India. She is touted a feminist, occultist, fan of the baphomet-worshipping sect, and socialist (soft word for communist).   The pinko propaganda about her is widespread. Check the web or college libraries and see what I mean. I could find nothing about where she gleaned her “good education.” Usually educated folks have an alma mater. Ah therein lies the rub.   Buzzer goes off. Do you smella rat yet?

 

I find Annie Besant little more than a poster girl for marxism and mason’s lodges. The subverters of our Christian west often use photographs and names of dead people as attributions for their commie hogwash. That way you can’t quiz the authors. Annie Besant fits the bill. I can find no substantial biography on the woman. Just Victorian portraits of one who was not feminist enough to loose a whalebone corset.

 

The agenda of this book is to subvert Christendom and Islam. Whoever wrote it then gallops into the praises of Master Morya and the great white brotherhood. And how we shall all reincarnate over and over until we learn the masters and the path that will lead us to our state of perfection: a nebula of “one’ness”.   What a crock of commie baloney.

 

Likely the whole “mystical” organisation is just a well-funded organ of propaganda. The agenda of course being to subvert the fear of God. Theosophy is a convoluted load of mumbo jumbo. The work of ghost-writers who hide behind dead people’s names. They push their nonsense hard. All you have to do to experience their claptrap is google “theosophy.” Up will come an ocean of exasperating gibberish. Verbose, tangled junk-rubbish — waiting for you to read it.

 

It will not take you far. If you get through their voluminous gobbledygook, you will find yourself standing at the terminus of a dead-end road, staring into the black abyss. They never put too fine a point on anything. Always loose ends flapping in the breeze for you to puzzle over. Remember, the truth takes few words. That is why the entire Holy Bible only has 1,244 pages. How many do you think theosophy might have? I dare you to find out.

 

It is sad how many people will believe this lie because they are spiritually rudderless. The reason for this is because over the years fewer and fewer of them were raised in Godly homes by married parents. Since the marxists began dismantling our churches, marriages, governments and culture, they have insidiously supplanted them with new age spiritualism like theosophy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tony Robbins

October 11, 2016

Take a dynamic speaker.  Give him your money and agenda.  And he will twist people’s minds around whatever you want.

Robbins makes excuses for what is wrong with the world.  Slaps labels on human behaviour.  “Six needs,” he says.  Maslow has already covered that.  No need to re-invent the wheel.  He purports that Arab terrorists feel the need to be significant so they act out as terrorists.  Because it’s boring in the desert (not much else going on there he says).  This is how he “explains” ISIS.  Are they not ashkenazim terrorism du jour?  I ask you.

From a lecture posted on his web site, Robbins smeared Pakistan and Islam in one fell swoop by saying that on 11 September 2001 in Hawaii, a Pakistani man stood up during his seminar and said “I am a Pakistani Muslim and this is retribution.”  How easy is it to get an Indian to say that he is Pakistani?  They are both indistinguishable South Asian natives.  Indians work for and with the israelis against Pakistan.  And hate their Muslim brothers with a passion.  Hating Pakistanis appears to be part of Indian culture.

Sounds like that was staged ahead of time by the ashkenazim who apparantly own Tony Robbins.  Do they not own the police and the intelligence services?  Osama bin Laden’s face is used to drive home the Hitler factor.  Always a demonized scape goat as a funnel for “what is wrong with the world.”  The doers of dirt need them to launder their perfidy.  They even have ashkenazi damage control agents who pretend to criticize their own kind.

Robbins lectured in the 90’s that vinegar was a dietary product of decay that should be eschewed.  Conversely, vinegar has health benefits.  Revealing who his handlers were even then.  They also own the medical industry.  Healthy people hurt their business.  Now don’t they.  Shame on you, Tony Robbins.

O’ Ye Captains

February 3, 2016

 

 

O’ ye captains of the Pequod,

“Vengeance is mine,” sayeth the Lord.

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Cuba …

December 18, 2015

 

Our navy lives there why?