Sunday, 13 February 2011

Gigits...

..you fucker.

Where the fuck are the cartoons ripping the shit out of the ripened fields of fools?

Where are you?


Saturday, 12 February 2011

As the candle gutters

Engines of Death.

How much mass of us can wax aware of our mass?

Do we wain’ like great cart, slow and …..dead.

How big a tobacco pouch can your imaginery pan-drug running, Jew selling- son sell you from the iGREEN death camps?

You know the tobacco pouches , don’t you?

KAPO.

Made from Djinn afflicted scrotums and strung to a high pitched screech by their foreskins, on a cat gut strung screemolin brick lined kiln’d gassed and environmentalist feindly killer approved supplier of Nimrud malarky?

Non tobacco Tobago slave runners who fuckin’ hate the Egyptian Sluice Kanal.

Kalliff’d; you have been subject to ponazi pestilience. Have you? Not much.

Your bones are picked and your dreams of bliss have ablated. If you hoped to die in the quite of your own, forget it.

In the silenced night all was robed in ceremonial plunder. A plumb line to murder.

The violence remained

The organic chalice unfilled.

Then fulfilled quanta progeny.

The Rayleigh instability stasis static.

If you really understand, that blinded sincereseer, then.

Wander in the world as if you had halted and hatered.

Steed.

Archon.

What is it you see’d?

The Afflicted.

They come to bind.

Untold nonlocal autocausal defend the common from?


We unstitch their time.


Nam Shub

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

Can U shit diamonds 2?

You and me we’d stick something valuable up our arses, not the phantascists. Oh no they are so caught up in the unreality of their fables they actually believe their own crap!!!

The chief fantacistphascist thinks he’s cast his spell.

Nah!!!

It is the same fecal fascist matter that was installed in Rome. Believe and genuflect. Do not argue scum!! No wonder Rome’s semitici princes wear skull caps and a Nazi is installed now!!!.

The Afflicted at work. Deconstructed.

H/T Akira

Sunday, 6 February 2011

Have we been placed in a prison or secured in a safe or freed in a lifeboat?

Inevitably we’ve arrived at a question.

What question?

Well allow me a little fore play.

It should be obvious by now that it isn’t the hermit and hermetically memed so-called jew RCE phukkers, Camel shagging pikeys, road warrior Jesuits or any mixture of Aetheistic armoured psychopaths or delusional affliction aborted killers that is our problem at the helm.

It isn’t the circumscribed circumcised and soon to be excised, exorcised chosen fools or the RISC Sabbateans and the most evil men in the world, the witches at their brew ‘n’ stew, the bush meat traffickers and assorted charabanged slavers that we should be targetting our keenest attention on. Their pantechnikon of distractional flavourings and spreads is enough to exhasust Xeno. Infinite and yet RISC’d.

It is not the manned womanned thing that weighs it’s shadow in peripheral shallow gold. It isn’t the delight of our foolish whim. It isn’t the dealers of death from Babylon’s false Khazar or the London scrapped U235 merchants.

These slobs are weak. That is why they flock like so much violent poultry. They are beginners at the cock fight we are forced to face down in our terminal decline from grace.

They no longer exist to us.

Thethe have surrendered.

Though I admit the whole lot love fucking us over and killing, killing, killing, killing……… over and over and over and over and over….non-stop, 24/7 and they cannot wait to start again. They hate everyone that is not part of their stupid little Mandelbrot infinite up its own arse world

The fact that we know this means we still stand. We are surrounded by friend and foe who wish us toppled. Good and bad, alike.

The question is really a question of Realty.

Who keeps our sovereign soul?

For we have abandoned the watch on the garden.

That’s right fuckers, don’t be getting all comfortable by pointing and laughing at the other psycho muppets. We’ll wipe them out in a trice, that’s what makes them shit their undergarments.

Long, long ago we allowed the desert to evacuate on our desserted hearts, upon the stillness of equanimity. An Other has bread enmity and placed beautiful plants out of their place. A foreign intelligence dines here to this day. Trenches at a table that we should populate with modest sustenance instead of the over pouring and heaped spoils of the pursuit of avarice’s bawbles and bawbees. The gluttonous pyres' offerings. All the deliberated unalive.

Cannibal bawl.

It Always Eats at our open hearth. Schooled in occulted Satan’s semen name. No name.

A little while back I asked if we had been blinded.

I will ask again before continuing.

Are we blinded? Have we been occupied? Has the stulted taken us? Are we not us?

Are we blinded to our misshapen form?

What caused this paulsy? The leperous stink and fallen limbs. Discarded digits of a humanity that cannot sign.

I took the task of pointing out the RISC at work last week?

Ignore the RICO simple invective, the effervescent sparkling stench of numbskulled skilling degenerate sloth. The task at hand is unending with no obvious triumph. The battle and war, our existence, against the RISC is infinite. Ad infinite, as the NamShub they cast through wordings and mouthings every day through their magicians’ hearings and sayings.

In hopelessness and triumph are the paralleled conflictsses tres-solved.

Within us.

Not from one who profers truth’s poison pestle for us, use, usury.

And from us.

Sovereign.

Got that?

We are our problem.

Not them.

If you think otherwise you are RISC.

Now that that question has been asked I’ll pose another to help us break out of our RISC programming..

Who are we?

Thursday, 3 February 2011

68 Years ago the 100th monkey stopped fighting around the Kurgan








I loved the C4 sports programming of the mid 1980’s. The beautiful series, every year, presented by Dr Lyall Watson giving 15 weekly vignettes of the yearly 15 day Aki Basho would keep me all aglow.



So make of this what you will. It all fell into place by chance today.

3

2

1

Now don’t get all shirty until you’ve gone off and digested some nonlocal smashing of causality.


What if the bad guys remember yesterday better than you can deal with today?


Cya.






















Tuesday, 1 February 2011

Torture: Paradigms and Practice



No not Bernadine Dohrn or any of the Weathermen. Only in the USofA corp. terrorist state could you become an academic freely swanning around the world.

Damn got that wrong, you could do it here and here as well. Oh and here .

The world is full of useless idiots all telling us we are useless eaters. Here are some fools in California recently (H/T Bunni). SOoooo desperate to take us all back to the 18th century, pastoral idiots.

Typical foundation bitchboys and boybitches, never short of their next succulent square meal and flute of Champagne. Always, always yelling “Look at me, me me. If you don’t I’ll fuckin’ shoot you!!”. Well not the second part but give them a couple of years.

Now don’t be getting all miserable USofA corp, this isn’t aimed just at you, however have a read through the following. There is a lot here so I’ll shut up and catch up with you later.

Torture: Paradigms in Practice of Affliction Deflection

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

(H/T Solari)

Got that?

That was an Affliction Deflection shot by one of the primary afflicted. It was an anti technological hitpiece and Soros psyops disguised as a cute bunni rabbit. All wrapped up in the ravings of a foundation bitchboy kidding on he’s loving the Indian.

What it said was it is all your fault do not bother looking any further. Nothing to be seen here. Move along. No point in inquiring further into the activites of the 0.5% of humanity who have always trashed humanity since the Djinn snared Abraham in vanity.

This guy doesn’t want us to realise that if we got rid of the Chateaux, Champagne and Chablis charletains, there would be no crisis. Get rid of the supremacist goons afflicting the world and no one would starve, there would be no ignorance and we would have freedom to advance our technology in peace without despoiling the Earth.

One of the weird things that is obvious, staring at the USofA corp., is that academia there is totally destroyed by the Reduced Instruction Set Communitarians who spend unlimited amounts of the Earth’s resources spouting bollox.

In fact when you stare really hard at the place you realise that the ZGR and The Non-Chicken Twirler (she’s gone but not forgotten), the only two to actually state numbers that I know of, are correct in estimating the number in USofA corp currently at around 50 to 60 millions.

The numbers make sense when you realise that the Holocaust fiction is an impossibilty prodded from the fevered minds of the RISC’d. An utter load of manufactured jibberings orchestrated by the funny money religioKrimainlbankstercrowd out of RCE/LC and RCE/NY

Part 1.

Part 2.

As I’ve said before to misquote Celente. “Current events are an indicator of Future Trends and current criminality is evidence of previous perpetration.”

No change in modus operanda. Terrorise the PALE then let Rothschild ship you out to terrorise the Levant.

If you don’t wake up you’ll find the Light Unto the Nations, the Rothschild Criminal Enterprise/Tel Aviv, nuking Europe.

Typical Reduced Instruction Set Communitrians. Never asking the question that really matters.

Why did Rothschild kill so many of us?

Remember Abraham was told he could do that. God told him so.

My arse.