I saw an exchange by two people on FB the other day that was curious to say the least and just a little alarming at the same time. It was between a woman born in the Middle-East and a muslim from Egypt, who was questioning her, baiting her about the purity of her blood and whether she was Arab or English. This mini-inquisition was leading her down the path of sin versus salvation, although the semitic version, versus the ecumenical one. And I thought that zealot Christians had cornered the market on judgment.
This is what happens when the Sun slides into Sag and begins it’s approach towards the galactic center. We question our origins and whether our truth and blood has poured down from the purest star and not the extract of a monkey by some alien god looking for cheap, non-union labor. Sag wants truth and the ultimate answer; The Word. It’s like when Moses stepped out of time on Mount Sinai and was struck by the thunderclap of Yahweh, eternal truths were etched upon the membrane of his soul and he had to write it all down and consecrate it for the wildly fornicating, 24 hour-party-people down below.
Moses represents canonical law, which is Sagittarius and with it comes judgment. Ain’t no way around it. Once you speak it or write it, the moral ramifications are part of the deal; a no-money back warranty, that never expires.
Blood is in the air. Can you feel it? It could be the blood of a royal with a beast in the belly or maybe it’s the blood of Michael Lee Hill, roiling with superhuman levels of CK that would kill most people. Then there’s the arrogance of one factions blood being bluer or truer than others. I’ve heard Farrakhan rail against white blood, rabbis rail against the genetically inferior goyim, who solely exist for their entertainment purposes and eventual slavery. Then there’s the eugenically crazed, Merovingian cult and their rabid inbreeding, with the occasional foray to the other side of the tracks, just to make sure that their strain doesn’t become mutant-idiot-hemophiliacs. Blood is in the air.
Recently, a doctor claims to have sequenced Bigfoot DNA. If this is actually true, it will have major consequences and it will likely be determined that the “white” race is descended from this stinking beast. That will be the next cultural/genetic marker. Well, I have a little secret for all the blood freaks, even the ones like Nick Duplessis, who claims to have an enzyme in his blood to rapidly process aluminum and heavy metals in chemtrails, it doesn’t matter what your blood is, because our desiccated skies are oozing with bioengineered strains of blood, filled with mutant viruses and nano arrays, a cocktail of swarm, the distillation of the hive mind. We are all being genetically modified, some more than others, but the unholy contagion is touching us all.
Apparently I am a Sun Monkey or some other simian offspring based on my blood. I have no grand tale to tell. I am not the incarnation of Edgar Cayce, nor have I had espresso with the head of the nephilim, in fact, my father’s father was a seldom sober, borderline personality and his father, an itinerant drifter that moved from oil field town to oil field town, finding shelter at nights in boarding houses or under bridges. Both inflicted by the generational virus of violence and abuse. Nothing glorious bout my blood, or my past, and I’m supposedly descended from bigfoot. I don’t care. I could give a shit really.
You see, what some people forget, is that Sananda Emanuel came to this planet to subvert all of this, and set the frequency in accord with the highest expression of the galactic tone of unconditional love and direct access to higher consciousness, an act he had performed on other planets, in other times, past, present and future. That frequency is humming and thrumming through all things organic, through every microbe, grain of sand, root and branch, bug and berry. He had to. Carbon, the basis of all things on this planet has six electrons, six protons and six neutrons. And who created the world in seven days?
People have lost sight of this key element. It was a radical re-set, and an act of pure subversion, undercutting the arcane technologies of the pharisees. It was pure and total liberation.
What’s been happening over the past thirteen years via the chemtrail program is that there has been an avid and active strategy to convert the planet into something different, something alien. Consider it a program override of sorts. This, in conjunction with genetically modified organisms is an overt act of turning the earth into completely immersive, synthetic experience. Part of this is to fulfill some insane objective to create the new human as a symbol of the Aquarian age, albeit the dark and anti-Aquarian version. The other part is to subvert the GOD (Galactic Overseer Director) frequency, in all, through all things. Erase the blood of the sepulcher and you erase the bio-magnetic bond that would be Jacob’s Ladder, stepping us “all” up to “all” twelve dimensions of consciousness, “all” twelve strands of undifferentiated DNA, no matter what your blood type or celestial origin. Eliminate the indigenous tribes who embody that very same frequency without the stain of civilization in them and wipe out the whales and dolphins too and what we have his full blown planetcide, a planet that was changed not by dogma or rhetoric, but by the conscious implementation of pure love into it’s grid.
That’s where we are and I’m just a space monkey wrapped in an Earth suit telling this tale for the hundredth time.
Some people wanted me to do something with the Jovan Belcher shooting in Kansas City. I did a bit on the show on Monday and in case you missed it, I’ll break some of it down here.
Jovan Belcher was a linebacker for the Kansas City Chiefs, a guy that extracted every ounce of talent from a 6’2, 228 pound frame. Belcher had 62 tackles in 2010. That’s not bad for an undersized linebacker and special teams player. He went to Maine, where he was a finalist for the Butkus award, an award given to the best college linebacker in the country. So, Belcher has a past. This is important to note. He killed his girlfriend, Kassandra Perkins in front of his mother, then went to the Chiefs facilities, thanked his coach, Romeo Crennel, then shot himself in front of Crennel and supposedly Scott Pioli, the G.M. The always controversial Dallas Goldbug claims that Belcher is Will Smith. I’m not buying it. Now Goldbug’s other claim, that this will be used to take more guns away, I do agree with. The bodies were still warm, when the politicizing hit the airwaves.
On Sunday night, live from Dallas, where JFK was murdered, Bob Costas quoted Jason Whitlock’s piece, and I am paraphrasing here, that if Belcher didn’t have a gun, that he and Perkins would still be alive. That’s complete horse shit. Do you want to know why?
When I lived in Oakland back in the crackin’ nineties, I managed an apartment building and one of my sometime tenants, went off on his wife and beat her so bad, that she jumped out the window, four-stories down, onto concrete. You see, where there’s an evil will, there’s a way. One might say that a handgun might have been more humane in that case. She wound up being a semi-vegetable, unable to care for her children, reduced to a half person, due to his demonic rage.
So Costas’ clear, boundary stepping line aside, and Goldbug’s reaching assertions aside, what went down there?
Well it’s interesting to note, that just a week before, the powerball winner was in Missouri, where he used the numbers of the KC Royals outfielders to claim the top prize (think most, really big lotteries are fixed BTW). So we have the Royals entering into the mix. Who are the Royals? Why the elite of course and we’re back into the bloodline conversation again. Slideshows like this one pop up on the internet, chronicling what it’s like to grow up as a royal.
The Kansas City Royals were founded by Ewing Kauffman, a salesman, who started crushing oyster shells in his home and selling them as calcium supplements. Kauffman would eventually found a chemical juggernaut that would be acquired by Merrill-Dow, creators of Thalidomide, the famous baby mutating drug of the sixities.
The Chiefs were founded by the son of an oil baron, Lamar Hunt. They were originally in Dallas where they were known as the “Texans.” Hunt moved the team when the Cowboys came to town. Hunt announced the move on May 22nd, 1963, six months prior to when JFK would be killed on November 22nd.
Hunt’s son, Clark now runs the Chiefs, mostly in absentia, allowing Scott Piolii to manage the team. Last year, Piolli was involved in a bizarre feud with then coach, Todd Haley. Haley accused Piolli of wiretapping him, having his phone bugged and all around creepy, psychopathic behavior. Piolli is Bill Belelchik’s son-in-law, so that might have something to do with it.
But what’s interesting about the Belcher/Perkins death suicide, aside form the fact that it is a blatant push for more and more gun control are some of the aspects involved.
First, we start with the name “Jovan” which is a derivation of Jovian or Jove or Jehovah. Jove is Jupiter. Jupiter is where God dwells, as evidenced by 2001 and Arthur C. Clarke’s psychedelic odyssey to heaven. Jove/Jupiter is good/God. Saturn is where Satan dwells, and is theoretically hell, so we have God/Satan dynamic in play. Jovan’s death is a ritualized murder of God (symbolically). But it gets even stranger.
Belcher had met Perkins through the wife of another Chiefs player, Jamaal Charles. Charles is known by his initials throughout the league; ” J.C.” Charles was born just two days after Christmas, 12/27.
But this is not the first type of incident like this in Kansas City. Former Chiefs running back, Larry Johnson was arrested at least four times on various assault charges on women. He was the first client of Damon Dash and Jay-Z’s in the sports world, and became known for flashing the symbolic, “Eye of Horus” after scoring a touchdown. Synchronistically, it happens to be Jay-Z’s birthday today. His nickname? “J-Hovah.”
The Belcher/Perkins deaths took place at 8:00AM on December First. The first of December happens to be a very interesting day in history. The 1st of any month is the day of the magician. That is the day where the power of will is accentuated through the male principle, the wand of creation. It is a day potent with the energy to consecrate change. Looking back through history on 12/1, we not only see historic events, but life altering, paradigm shifting and shattering moments that changed the course of history. Let’s look at a few;
• In 1640, the Iberian Union is abolished and Spain and Portugal become separate states. This would signal the end of the Hapsburg reign in Iberia.
• 1834 – Slavery is abolished in the Cape Colony in accordance with the Slavery Abolition Act 1833. This paving the way to the end of slavery in the U.S.
• 1862 – In his State of the Union Address President Abraham Lincoln reaffirms the necessity of ending slavery as ordered ten weeks earlier in the Emancipation Proclamation.
• 1865 – Shaw University, the first historically black university in the southern United States, is founded in Raleigh, North Carolina.
•1913 – The Ford Motor Company introduces the first moving assembly line. This would initiate the arrival of machine consciousness and kick the industrial age into gear.
• 1941 – Pacific War: Emperor Hirohito of Japan gave the final approval to initiate war against the United States. This would in turn facilitate the development of the “Hell Bomb” and open an interdimensional portal, accessed by the Greys, which would lead to Roswell and the secret Eisnehowe pact.
• The New York Daily News reports the news of Christine Jorgenson, the first notable case of sexual reassignment surgery. She would usher in the age of the transhumanist and the cult of synthetic being.
• American Civil Rights Movement: In Montgomery, Alabama, seamstress Rosa Parks refuses to give up her bus seat to a white man and is arrested for violating the city’s racial segregation laws, an incident which leads to the Montgomery Bus Boycott. Trained and educated at the Highlander School in Tennessee, by the American socialists, Myles Horton and Don West, Parks was no doubt well informed about the power of the number one (May Day) on her defiant bus ride through the streets of Mobile.
• 1981 – The AIDS virus is officially recognized. Yep. That’s right.
• Channel Tunnel sections started from the United Kingdom and France meet 40 metres beneath the seabed.
• 2009 – The Treaty of Lisbon, which amends the Treaty on European Union and the Treaty establishing the European Community, which together comprise the constitutional basis of European Union, comes into effect. This is the formal birth of the E.U.
I will put 12/1 up against almost any other day in history for radical, social change, through planned acts of will. In addition to all of the above, a number of countries either gained independence or formed unions on the first, including, Iceland and Papua New Guinea. The Kingdom of Yugoslavia is formed between the Serbs, Croats, and Slovenes. Transylvania and Romania merge.
And now we have the Belcher double shooting and Bob Costas pimping for gun control on Sunday night football.
Looking at the Sabian Symbol for the 1st, we go to Sag 10 and a rather interesting one at that; here is the Rudhyar definition.
PHASE 250 (SAGITTARIUS 10°): A THEATRICAL REPRESENTATION OF A GOLDEN-HAIRED GODDESS OF OPPORTUNITY.
KEYNOTE: Society’s efforts at dramatizing the greatness of what it offers to the ambitious person.
Civilization as a process demands the goading of individuals to spend their vital energies in the pursuit of achievements which, while fulfilling the individual’s ambition and greed, nevertheless generate various forms of what we call “progress.” This sequence of symbols mainly refers to the drive for advancement along “human, all too human” paths of growth.
This is the last symbol of the fiftieth five-fold sequence. We see in it how socio-cultural forces operate by dramatization and propaganda. The result is all too often a process of FORCED GROWTH.
He nods his head.
The chart of the day is an interesting one and sice we have the exact time, we see intriguing elements emerge.
Notice the 12th House Sun, hidden, obscured, squaring Neptune on the cusp of the third, opposing Jupiter retrograde in Gemini. This is a duplicitous placement for the Sun, the sole/sol purpose of the chart and the moment which we cannot see. The square to Neptune questions motive. The opposition to erratic Jupiter in Gemini (remember, this was a dual death), backwards even, is not a clear transmission as the truth of Sag is manifested in it’s twisted opposite.
Then there’s the killer T-Square of Pluto/Mars/Moon/Uranus manifesting in violence and desecration. The Moon in Cancer at 11 degrees is conjunct the U.S. Sun in Cancer at 13 degrees. This is a radical assault on the emotional traditions of the country, ones based on nurturing lives, aspirations and dreams. Belcher supposedly killed Perkins in front of his mother (Cancer/Moon) and while this square seems to assault our senses and sensitivities, the mutual reception of Pluto/Mars with the Scorpio stellium in the 11th, the house of media points in a very different direction. The 11th House also represents NGOs like, well the United Nations. Here, Pluto/Mars are actually supporting the hegemony and the power of the 11th through the media and likely will, for lack of a better term, trigger a global response, while the Cancer Moon/US Sun will bear the brunt of fallout.
Bob Costas by the way is my antipode, born March 22nd. I looked at his bio and some of his pictures through the years. The first thing that jumps out at me, is how little he has aged. He’s nearly sixty and the guy works almost non-stop, leaping from football, to late night, to radio. It’s a schedule that would kill some people and rapidly age others. And yet, Costas is like a replicant, never changing, rarely at a loss for words, even they are over-the-line, and every hair in perfect place.
So what’s it all about? Well, we have one part meta-ritual, one part psyop, one part-psychic driver, one part surreal spectacle of society. Is it tragic? In a word, yes, but the truly sad double shooting only hints at the real pathos through the abduction of our spirits and the wanton manipulation of our minds.