These Shit-Weasel Sycophants of Demonic Frottage are Assured a Front Row Seat at Their Call to Judgment.

God Poet Transmitting…….

Was I surprised when I saw Trump say, “I like Diddy, he’s a good friend and a good guy”? I’m not surprised at anything he says because he could and does say anything. Here is his vice president saying “Well… golly gee wiz… I don’t think Israel intended to genocide anybody.” There you have it. It must be true. I am looking directly at what is happening and I can clearly see a genocidal madness taking place. I can see entire residential buildings… hospitals… schools and universities… reduced to rubble, BUT… no! You just wait right there Mr. Smarty Pants! I don’t see no genocide.

I see settlers from Central and Eastern Europe, blocking aid trucks, spilling the contents on the road, and trampling them. Then I see the stormtroopers making the people get in line, lining them right up, and then opening fire on them. I saw this! I see American troops assisting them. They must have had a day off from flooding the skies with chemtrails and policing the raw milk gangstas in rural Pennsylvania.

I see where the president publicly announced giving Israel bunker-buster bombs to Dresdenize what little fragments of Palestine remain, BUT… there is no genocide! Right? Am I right?

This is going on for The Purpose of Demonstration. I don’t know how the poor Palestinians got tagged with the job of Spartacus-Jesus; tens of thousands of them nailed up on The Cross of Destiny. Simu-Jesus leans over and says to simu-Dismas, “Today you will be free of these parasites.” (paraphrasing)

It’s all scripted folks, and… every… single… fucking… one… of… you who are genuflecting before The Altar of Darkness, nodding in agreement or… simply doing your job… or titillating your senses because anything more complex than animal gratification just escapes your notice, you are also waiting in line. I can tell you with utter certainty that you are complicit and have put your brand on everything taking place via your assenting to it.

Never have I seen so many bipedal weasels, so many sold-out whores, who read off the teleprompter… without any thought about what they are saying. This smirking… self-satisfied… slacker incel Tim Pool is a real piece of work. He came out of nowhere during The Scamdemic, and suddenly he was everywhere with the watch cap that won’t tell time and the relentless stream of sleazy distracted lies. How does he manage to do any of this with a straight face?

He has to know that he’s as transparent as a used condom… held in front of a flashlight… in a shooting gallery. Yeah, I know, they don’t use condoms in a shooting gallery. They don’t have sex in a shooting gallery. The only ones having sex in a shooting gallery are the vermin who live on the junkies in residence. These days most of them have an Only Fans account, courtesy of one of The Usual Suspects.

If it’s porn. If it’s organ harvesting. If it’s child-trafficking. If it’s connected to transgenderism or involves any perversity, you can be sure… you can be absolutely sure it has The Kosher Seal of Approval honking on the package. Clap those flippers, Moises! Somebody was getting a hand job in the bulrushes and there you were… courtesy of swamp osmosis.

Can there POSSIBLY be a sane and humane reason why The President of The United States is giving full-throated approval to the ethnic cleansing going down in Gaza? I now believe he thought he was being funny when he did that routine about turning Gaza into a pay-to-play resort. Somebody has got something on him and it is really dark. It has to be so. Yes, you could say if it was to be found they would have found it, BUT… what if the people who have the blackmail evidence always intended for him to be president again and for all of this to happen on his watch? Or…

… is it what I always fall back on as the real force of thought and creation behind everything? Isn’t it just God guiding humanity between the antagonized opposites that hold everything together in an electro-magnetic dance… until… until they discover Higher Love, which is the whole point of the exercise?

Trump is truly a Janus-faced creature, a Jekyll and Hyde creation. One face is busy cleaning up Dodge, and… talking about how there’s a new sheriff in town, and the other face runs The Gaming Syndicate that is responsible for all the corruption in the first place. I don’t know how he can smile and think he’s going to come out on top, BUT… when you are the muscle in The Big Room that enforces horror and torment upon so many people… one day after another, what do you think the reward for that sort of thing is going to be?

None of these feckless cowards in The American Government give a damn about what’s happening. Lindsey Graham… the scourge of young boys everywhere, has been outed as a highly paid cheerleader for war in Ukraine but… nobody is going to do anything because THEY ARE ALL CORRUPT. It’s always like this at the turning of the age. This is a housecleaning in time-lapse sequencing. Then… nobody knows how. One day it’s all changed into something else.

Have faith, my friends. This is all going on as long as it is to give every player the opportunity… over and over again to step away from the carnage and repent. I know in a way… that is impossible for me to articulate… that this is true, and all we can do is to pray for the poor… damned… souls… caught up in The Fray.

The Material World is based on an ideal schematic that exists on a higher plane and is the end result of As Above… So Below. Everything you palpate with your senses is a material form that is dependent for its existence on something you cannot register with your physical senses. This is a PROVABLE truth and the basis for why physicists say that The Universe is thought-born. The World you think you know… is held together… by the presence of inflexible laws, and rules of order that respond immediately to the slightest vibration at any level; be it a car horn… a bird call… a human voice… or angelic singing. Everything is vibrations… modified by other vibrations… and all of them rise up from and fall back into… a single cosmic vibration… the way that dolphins leap and fall back into a sea of subconsciousness… out of which they were born; metaphorically speaking (and literally too).

My point is that existence takes place in an airtight envelope of rules and laws that act upon all action by endless and equal reactions… going on forever on the level it occurs on… in a world of endless change. It loops in order to prove that what goes around comes around.

Out of this loop, there emerges a spiral that runs upward and downward, and when any form releases the consciousness that was contained in it, that consciousness gravitates or elevates to the appropriate plane that reflects its essential nature with respect to all of the actions previously taken. Everything is a product of… The Sun and Moon, modified by Mercury. Everything is mindstuff born of Mind. I have provided this… in simplistic language… that does not contain all the relevant minutiae, and… there are better ways that it could have been said, BUT… this will do, unless you are a dumbass.

I am constrained by allegory and… even with a thousand words… the picture will still look different when you see it. This is the situation… if you have heard of fire and never seen it. The situation changes once you have seen fire in action, and even more so when you use it to cook your meal.

The poor deluded fuck-toys of The Kingdom of Satan, do not realize what they are playing with or… I assure you… they would not be playing about in such a cavalier fashion. When you cannot see, you cannot see. There are always complex reasons for why anyone is where they are at any time, and doing whatever it is they are doing. I cannot go into certain details… (well, I could) BUT I do not want to offend the people with good hearts who do not know how it all works, and that means The Present got here somehow, and everyone engaged in any part of it got here somehow, BUT when you can’t see the how… it is hard to understand the why.

It has been said that a fool who persists in his folly will be made wise. That statement does not explain what the fool has to go through before wisdom comes upon him. Whenever I encounter people who just don’t get it, and can’t understand why things are the way they are, I always tell them to look into Buddhist depictions of the various planes of being. Here is something that might clarify the matter. Click the little X at the upper right corner of the yadda dadda to remove the self-serving advertising that is blocking the article.

I am not a practicing member of any of the longstanding traditions that are to be found in religious teachings. I do not recognize temporal authority of any kind. This has caused me some amount of problems on my journey to this moment. It has all been worth it. I still don’t recognize any temporal authority, BUT… these days it doesn’t recognize me either. Eventually, you do get to break free of the bonds of your own ignorance, simply by relaxing your hold. You may think they are holding on to you, BUT… it is you who is holding on to them.

In three days, this will be upon us, and The World will bear witness to what occurs.

Anyway… as I was saying, these shit-weasel sycophants of demonic frottage are guaranteed a front-row seat at their call to judgment. When you are trapped in a rat maze of your own construction, you do not realize what power you possess in your mind and imagination, nor do you compute the level of force that drives them when it is properly channeled. Aspiration is definitely set in motion by inspiration. That source of inspiration is ALWAYS present, but people choose… instead… to put themselves into voluntary servitude to their own worst enemy.

They think they are getting all the glitter and gold, and it is what they worked with all their might to get, and… at no time… on the way… did they bother to learn how to use it once they got it, and that is how it got them instead. It’s all downhill from there… literally. NO ONE gets away with anything at any time, BUT… there is always a way to put it right. Let us hope those most in need of this information manage to locate it in time, and…

…one last thing.

End Transmission…….

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