ZHealots, haters, heroes, do-gooders, posers & hosers...i bring to you all glad tidings:
i've been struggling with a dilemma of late; for you see, i believe myself to be truly tolerant, and i live in a world that is anything but. for the whole of my life, everyone in every arena of my existence insists on teaching me some kind of lesson. i am forever force-fed a banquet of apathy, mediocrity, idiocy and rot...i am 'nudged' and corrected, chastised and rejected all because i refuse to oblige the do-gooders and nudgers with the gratitude they demand.
i was for so long willing to play along; but that wasn't near enough. they demand enthusiastic endorsement and satisfied consent (faith, in other words), and janus was never willing to give it. i figured all was well enough; but they refuse to leave well enough alone.
they and janus seem to have arrived at an impasse. i flat-out refuse to learn my lesson, and they will not relent in their efforts to teach it.
but there's more to it than just that. janus, being the benevolent sort, he starts to figure...'janus, it is far past obvious that these twats haven't the foggiest notion what they're doing. and though their efforts to recast you according to their own image are fruitless and trifling, they nevertheless possess the resources and authority to constrain you. and so, janus, you have but little choice -- you must turn the tables and invert the dynamic...janus, you must go about teaching these nudgers and do-gooders a lesson they will never-ever forget...but how, janus...just how do you intend on effecting this great and most noble undertaking?'
these are the horns of the dilemma...they gots the power and janus hasn't any; and at the risk of extending the metaphor too far -- to be the bull, you gotta beat the bull.
but how, precisely, does one go about such things? janus was in dire need of a vision; and just about the time i was to abandon all hope, along comes a vision of imperial proportions.
so, i was driving along south-bound through a blinding blizzard...all was a white frothy haze before, beside and behind. most folk of good sense and prudence would'a pulled over and let the torrent exhaust itself. not janus. i drive a roadmaster, and i like to challenge man and the elements with it.
driving through a snow-blind has a way of divorcing one's senses from all certainty regarding gravity and direction -- you feel like you are floating within the foggy flotsam of the flakes. and so it was that janus felt himself drifting through the ether of time and space.
now, some of you may accuse me of flash-backing...as if janus were suddenly transfixed by the scrum of snow and wind such that he'd fallen back into some chemically induced state from his college days -- the consequence of some back-alley deal before a grateful dead show conjured from the subconscious by the mesmeric effects of dense and wind-whipped snow.
not so! it was a bona fide vision if ever there was such a thing...the water-marks and copy rights all checked out.
there before me, as if projected on a screen of silvery-white, was a faceless multitude of scheming gremlins...a sea of uncomely imps rubbing their hands together over trash-fires belching up black smoke from the brims of rusted steel barrels. all of them of grim and malevolent mien, all of them clutching some number of souls that form their domain, all of them the scions of hell and the aristocrats of its kingdom.
i tell you what, i didn't like this vision one bit. never a horror-movie guy myself, i wanted to turn the channel. and then scene assumed an even more sinister aspect (if you can believe it)!
it was, apparently, movie night in hell. all the little demons clamored and scuttled about on their hooves and claws to sit enthrall as they waited expectantly to see (for the umpteenth time) "triumph of the will". and as the curtains peeled back and wagner set the score, there suddenly fell an eerie and penetrating silence.
an icy spotlight pierces the darkness and focuses on the stage; and there before all gathered stands satan the devil.
i shouldn't have to tell you this, but there was an uproarious applause and standing O that went on for so long even the vainest of all spirits 'himself' wearied of the adulation. obama, brown-nosing sycophant that he is, was the last to be seated...he just kept clappin like a meth-addled seal (even pelosi was embarrassed for him).
"ahhh, greetings my lil advocates and minions, welcome to a special screening of something i've had planned for quite a while. i will not explain or introduce it, i will instead let it speak for itself. it is entitled 'For Their Own Good' i expect you'll love it."
now, i wish to tell you all what happened in the movie, but a voice instructed me to seal up that part of the vision...and so i will.
i can only tell you that there wasn't a dry demonic eye in the house! satan killed! his movie is going to sweep at the wormwood academy awards...no doubt about that. after the curtains fell, they all filed out of the theater to do something vile -- these foul spirits were inspired; and they were keen to demonstrate it.
for my part, i thought the cinematography was excellent, the soundtrack first rate, the acting so-so...on the other hand, i found the dialog to be flat and insipid, the plot to be telegraphed, sophomoric and pedantic, the transitions and moods were contrived -- really, just abominable writing...uninspired and vapid. i give it 1 and a half stars.
and just about the time i was going to charge after satan and demand my money back, there was another vision.
faint and ill-defined at first, the face came more and more clearly into view; and then i recognized it right off (it was my own). there was janus, bedecked in ermine and purple, jewel encrusted scepter, resplendent crown, grace, eminence...the works. let me tell you, it looked like janus was just poured into that magisterial regalia. it looked like i was taking to this king-thing in a sorta preternatural fashion. and that throne looked like it was cast against my very own alabaster backside (i would say, 'white ass'...but we kings utilize a more noble lexicon).
now this is a movie i'd pay good money to see! and this made the driving all the more difficult...i couldn't keep my eyes offa the screen.
and then i looked, and, behold, there was a book in my hand, and the title upon it read "Top Ten Ways To Rebuke A Horde Of Scheming Gremlins"
as the camera moved in on the book, a song started to play and you could just feel that it was time for some smiting...ole testament style!
and then the smiting gets underway, those who are to be smitten are smotten; and janus is gettin God's work done!
and so there i was, no sooner was i mocking those demons for weeping over their fatuous nonsense and janus is sobbing like a baby, eyes amoist with pure and unalloyed bliss. i smell blockbuster!
happy ending? you bet! does the hero rescue and fertilize the damsel(s)? indubitably! is all in the world again set aright? need you even ask?
so anyway, i suddenly snap out of it all and set immediately to brooding over these strange happenings. janus starts to ponder over this whole notion of regal majesty and how one goes about attaining to such things.
sad and unforgivable pity, but high-school guidance counselors and career coaches never even mention royalty as an option; and so, naturally, i'd never before considered it. even so, i was able to distill the whole thing into a simple 'problem/solution' schema (kings have a knack for such improvisational thinking). i reckon, the only way to become a king is to declare oneself such.
so let's make it official: janus declares himself king on this, the sixth day of the second month, in this, the Year of Our Lord, two thousand and fourteen; and he does therewith claim all scheming gremlins as within the domain of his authority.
that is to say, FIRSTIES!!! that's the thing about declaring yourself king, you've got to get ahead of the competition.
(CNSNews.com) - Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Texas) says that the newly launched Congressional Full Employment Caucus will “give President Obama a number of executive orders that he can sign.”
Cuz, ya know, prepackaged Executive Orders are the best!
"Jackson Lee made the statement while gathered with Democrats on January 29th to announce the establishment of the Full Employment Caucus.
“We will be answering the call of all of America because people need work and we’re not doing right by them by creating work,” Jackson Lee said. “I believe this caucus will put us on the right path and we’ll give President Obama a number of executive orders that he can sign with pride and strength.”
Sheila-Jackson-Lee & Co. will be >>>giving<<< Executive Orders for Obama to sign...let that one sink in for just a moment.
////////////
Done letting it sink in yet? Good.
I know you all have questions now after this revealing breech of protocol, so yes, you there in the front row, with your eyes popping out of your head & your mouth hanging open, go ahead right ahead, Chuck Todd isn't it?
"Yes, it is. Well, who is this august body of experts who will be giving Obama Executive Orders to sign nmewn?"
Glad you asked, Todd.
They are, Rep. John Conyers (D-Mich.), Frederica Wilson (D-Fla.), Charles Rangel (D-N.Y.), Maxine Waters (D-Calif.), Barbara Lee (D-Calif.), Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Texas), José Serrano (D-N.Y.), and Mike Quigley (D-Ill.).
So what could possibly go wrong, right? Any further questions?
(Stunned silence)
Well, I guess we're done here then. You're welcome for others having to do your job.
CoNtrary of current wikiwisdom Stalin (Josif Vissarionovich Dzhugashvilli) who sneaked into godless Bolshevic regime and later turned against them and purged them from our mother Earth (Trotsky - Bronstein)
Unfortunatellly this tale is also about how painfull the fight will be. Your enemies are very strong. But right is on your side.
i can't but say you've served ole janus up a heapin helpin of inspiration on this-here pixilated iridescent platter; and i would be derelict with respect to my gifts if'n i didn't obey the impulse to eloqute.
you've nailed it, WB...it ain't a single, sorry-looking turd-bladder soiling all that surrounds him; nor is it the frenzied devilry of an identifiable few. ahhh, the good ole days, when evil's person and perimeters were distinct and well-defined. now wickedness is become ubiquitous.
the world gasps and tosses beneath the suffocating scourge of something so profound and pervasive -- something which has at it's right hand a million hitlers and on its left a million more hillarys -- that we've been effectively swindled into thinking that hitler is the only salvation from hillary (and vice versa). it is a system, and it subsumes all of humanity into the sinister grip of its constraints. and when an individual doesn't conform to the strictures of this system, he is declared persona non gratia, and is by the hitlers and hillarys tracked and tormented to the very ends of the earth.
this system breeds hitlers and hillarys like orcs from mordor...they emerge from the ooze, eyes ablaze with ideological zeal and minds alit by the insatiable lust for power -- for its own sake and as an end unto itself. which is why every noble sage of olde warned fervently against those who thought themselves fit to rule (that man who thinks he is wise does not know what he ought). but their power is contingent on their fealty to the system; and so long as they go on kissing the ring they retain their fiefdoms and get to continue on 'nudging' all that fall beneath their sway.
the beautiful irony is that, by conditioning all their functionaries (the multifarious flock of hitlers and hillarys referred to above) in so rigid and didactic a fashion, they've purged from their own system all vestiges of authentic genius, intellect and talent. i have, by my life-as-art experiment, satisfied all doubts i may have in the past entertained with respect to their giftedness. they are truly pathetic. i have seen the great OZ; and i can't decided whether i'm more amused or nauseated by the experience.
inasmuch as the there is a single, salient super-trait evident in all the majesty of creation surrounding us, insofar as this trait is the very essence of advantage for every creature that lives and would go on living, any sentient person must confess that adaptability is the lesson we are taught by all that thrives. and yet we live under an inflexible and implacable 'system' that eschews all pressure to adapt; it in fact attacks all that would suggest that Natural Law and changing circumstances are blasting at its buttresses.
so, no, we don't have leaders, dictators or even tyrants; we instead suffer from the blight of a million benighted buffoons -- automatons and functionaries given authority to mediate the doctrines of the system to all the faithful. enjoy your sacraments whilst they last, amorica...i'm a goddam heretic.
this system functions and the hitlers and hillarys still swagger about the earth because of faith. but the heretics are everywhere asking questions and challenging the orthodoxy. the people are not only increasingly aware that our two-bit emperors are nude, it's all but obvious to any who can follow that these halflings and dullards are just following a script...they haven't any ideas, only orders to carry out.
now, let me rosin up my bow as the flames flicker about the fortifications of our new rome.
it's funny you mention this. i have a paranoid radoliogist frieend, who believes that between operation paper clip and the secret history of the bush clan, that nazi infiltrators spies and deal makers from germany have actrually taken over the cia and nsa and are running nazi planning strategies for the endgame towards the next major war . he believes that nazi's mostly run things down in south america too. i find that all a bit hard to believe.......
he also believes the 'apparnet' gun control laws are actually a ruze for plans to have americans arm themselves up to the teeth and begin killing one another and descending into a hyper violent society which will help bring about conditions for directing the neext massive surge of violence and war .
They would prefer a repeat of england, one sandy hook and they gave up all their weapons. Maybe you and your self-irradiating friend would care to focus on the ingredient list of what you put in your mouths. Notice anything? Tell your "frieend" that there are plenty of deluded groups of -tools- but they aint in charge.
WB VII, You know that stupid Crest commercial which states that we smile at least 50 times a day? Well, I'm unemployed and almost homeless, so I don't smile even once a day except when I get a dose of WB VII. In the words of Morgan Freeman shillin' for VisaCard, you are PRICELESS!
But where is Waldo? His death never confirmed, perhaps he was given special dispensation to "tarry"?
Lyon, Savoy, Piedmont. Angrogna. The OLD SCHOOL. The impossible dream. Before the enforced franchising of body and mind of every sentient being.
All of you are brethren. "In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink.
He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water."
" Les mondial ne pas har vous ; mais myself le har , parce que MOI témoigner de le , thanksggiving les usine y êtes méchant. Ye êtes de votre père les démon , et les luxure de votre père ye feront. Il était une meurtrier de les origine , et domicile pas dans les vérité , parce que il y a pas de vérité dans lui. Quand il orateur une binds , il orateur de son propre : pour il est une menteuse , et les père de it. "
(J Vernon Magee, the greatest modern expositor there is; and, believeth me, janus has searched (if you can get past the east texas twang, you'll see the genius slowly emerge))
Romans Chapter 8 -- most important book in The Bible: the power, the purpose & The Propitiation. there is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ.
the wisdom of this world is foolishness before God,
For the tale on democracy to be valuable, one has to checked validity of it. Erdoganist citizenism citizens have been striving (and have been successful) at destroying any possible alternatives to them.
It is their way of doing since its inception. There has been no deviation from the start (deviation is Erdoganist citizenism propaganda to hide the decivilizationistic factor of their system).
More and more Erdoganist citizenism citizens dropping their duplicitous act. These are unusual times for sure.
okay...that is funny... goodwork wb7...
best source I have said he died in ................ new jersey ! and at a very old age.
where's Waldolf? I don't know. Ask the NSA...
{and now for something completely different}
ZHealots, haters, heroes, do-gooders, posers & hosers...i bring to you all glad tidings:
i've been struggling with a dilemma of late; for you see, i believe myself to be truly tolerant, and i live in a world that is anything but. for the whole of my life, everyone in every arena of my existence insists on teaching me some kind of lesson. i am forever force-fed a banquet of apathy, mediocrity, idiocy and rot...i am 'nudged' and corrected, chastised and rejected all because i refuse to oblige the do-gooders and nudgers with the gratitude they demand.
i was for so long willing to play along; but that wasn't near enough. they demand enthusiastic endorsement and satisfied consent (faith, in other words), and janus was never willing to give it. i figured all was well enough; but they refuse to leave well enough alone.
they and janus seem to have arrived at an impasse. i flat-out refuse to learn my lesson, and they will not relent in their efforts to teach it.
but there's more to it than just that. janus, being the benevolent sort, he starts to figure...'janus, it is far past obvious that these twats haven't the foggiest notion what they're doing. and though their efforts to recast you according to their own image are fruitless and trifling, they nevertheless possess the resources and authority to constrain you. and so, janus, you have but little choice -- you must turn the tables and invert the dynamic...janus, you must go about teaching these nudgers and do-gooders a lesson they will never-ever forget...but how, janus...just how do you intend on effecting this great and most noble undertaking?'
these are the horns of the dilemma...they gots the power and janus hasn't any; and at the risk of extending the metaphor too far -- to be the bull, you gotta beat the bull.
but how, precisely, does one go about such things? janus was in dire need of a vision; and just about the time i was to abandon all hope, along comes a vision of imperial proportions.
so, i was driving along south-bound through a blinding blizzard...all was a white frothy haze before, beside and behind. most folk of good sense and prudence would'a pulled over and let the torrent exhaust itself. not janus. i drive a roadmaster, and i like to challenge man and the elements with it.
driving through a snow-blind has a way of divorcing one's senses from all certainty regarding gravity and direction -- you feel like you are floating within the foggy flotsam of the flakes. and so it was that janus felt himself drifting through the ether of time and space.
now, some of you may accuse me of flash-backing...as if janus were suddenly transfixed by the scrum of snow and wind such that he'd fallen back into some chemically induced state from his college days -- the consequence of some back-alley deal before a grateful dead show conjured from the subconscious by the mesmeric effects of dense and wind-whipped snow.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QzGWYShgmfk
not so! it was a bona fide vision if ever there was such a thing...the water-marks and copy rights all checked out.
there before me, as if projected on a screen of silvery-white, was a faceless multitude of scheming gremlins...a sea of uncomely imps rubbing their hands together over trash-fires belching up black smoke from the brims of rusted steel barrels. all of them of grim and malevolent mien, all of them clutching some number of souls that form their domain, all of them the scions of hell and the aristocrats of its kingdom.
i tell you what, i didn't like this vision one bit. never a horror-movie guy myself, i wanted to turn the channel. and then scene assumed an even more sinister aspect (if you can believe it)!
it was, apparently, movie night in hell. all the little demons clamored and scuttled about on their hooves and claws to sit enthrall as they waited expectantly to see (for the umpteenth time) "triumph of the will". and as the curtains peeled back and wagner set the score, there suddenly fell an eerie and penetrating silence.
an icy spotlight pierces the darkness and focuses on the stage; and there before all gathered stands satan the devil.
i shouldn't have to tell you this, but there was an uproarious applause and standing O that went on for so long even the vainest of all spirits 'himself' wearied of the adulation. obama, brown-nosing sycophant that he is, was the last to be seated...he just kept clappin like a meth-addled seal (even pelosi was embarrassed for him).
"ahhh, greetings my lil advocates and minions, welcome to a special screening of something i've had planned for quite a while. i will not explain or introduce it, i will instead let it speak for itself. it is entitled 'For Their Own Good' i expect you'll love it."
now, i wish to tell you all what happened in the movie, but a voice instructed me to seal up that part of the vision...and so i will.
i can only tell you that there wasn't a dry demonic eye in the house! satan killed! his movie is going to sweep at the wormwood academy awards...no doubt about that. after the curtains fell, they all filed out of the theater to do something vile -- these foul spirits were inspired; and they were keen to demonstrate it.
for my part, i thought the cinematography was excellent, the soundtrack first rate, the acting so-so...on the other hand, i found the dialog to be flat and insipid, the plot to be telegraphed, sophomoric and pedantic, the transitions and moods were contrived -- really, just abominable writing...uninspired and vapid. i give it 1 and a half stars.
and just about the time i was going to charge after satan and demand my money back, there was another vision.
faint and ill-defined at first, the face came more and more clearly into view; and then i recognized it right off (it was my own). there was janus, bedecked in ermine and purple, jewel encrusted scepter, resplendent crown, grace, eminence...the works. let me tell you, it looked like janus was just poured into that magisterial regalia. it looked like i was taking to this king-thing in a sorta preternatural fashion. and that throne looked like it was cast against my very own alabaster backside (i would say, 'white ass'...but we kings utilize a more noble lexicon).
now this is a movie i'd pay good money to see! and this made the driving all the more difficult...i couldn't keep my eyes offa the screen.
and then i looked, and, behold, there was a book in my hand, and the title upon it read "Top Ten Ways To Rebuke A Horde Of Scheming Gremlins"
as the camera moved in on the book, a song started to play and you could just feel that it was time for some smiting...ole testament style!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0J2QdDbelmY
and then the smiting gets underway, those who are to be smitten are smotten; and janus is gettin God's work done!
and so there i was, no sooner was i mocking those demons for weeping over their fatuous nonsense and janus is sobbing like a baby, eyes amoist with pure and unalloyed bliss. i smell blockbuster!
happy ending? you bet! does the hero rescue and fertilize the damsel(s)? indubitably! is all in the world again set aright? need you even ask?
so anyway, i suddenly snap out of it all and set immediately to brooding over these strange happenings. janus starts to ponder over this whole notion of regal majesty and how one goes about attaining to such things.
sad and unforgivable pity, but high-school guidance counselors and career coaches never even mention royalty as an option; and so, naturally, i'd never before considered it. even so, i was able to distill the whole thing into a simple 'problem/solution' schema (kings have a knack for such improvisational thinking). i reckon, the only way to become a king is to declare oneself such.
so let's make it official: janus declares himself king on this, the sixth day of the second month, in this, the Year of Our Lord, two thousand and fourteen; and he does therewith claim all scheming gremlins as within the domain of his authority.
that is to say, FIRSTIES!!! that's the thing about declaring yourself king, you've got to get ahead of the competition.
too late, do-gooders & nudgers...check & mate!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2SF1iLXSQto
it's good to be king,
janus
Man, it just gets better and better...
(CNSNews.com) - Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Texas) says that the newly launched Congressional Full Employment Caucus will “give President Obama a number of executive orders that he can sign.”
Cuz, ya know, prepackaged Executive Orders are the best!
"Jackson Lee made the statement while gathered with Democrats on January 29th to announce the establishment of the Full Employment Caucus.
“We will be answering the call of all of America because people need work and we’re not doing right by them by creating work,” Jackson Lee said. “I believe this caucus will put us on the right path and we’ll give President Obama a number of executive orders that he can sign with pride and strength.”
Sheila-Jackson-Lee & Co. will be >>>giving<<< Executive Orders for Obama to sign...let that one sink in for just a moment.
////////////
Done letting it sink in yet? Good.
I know you all have questions now after this revealing breech of protocol, so yes, you there in the front row, with your eyes popping out of your head & your mouth hanging open, go ahead right ahead, Chuck Todd isn't it?
"Yes, it is. Well, who is this august body of experts who will be giving Obama Executive Orders to sign nmewn?"
Glad you asked, Todd.
They are, Rep. John Conyers (D-Mich.), Frederica Wilson (D-Fla.), Charles Rangel (D-N.Y.), Maxine Waters (D-Calif.), Barbara Lee (D-Calif.), Sheila Jackson Lee (D-Texas), José Serrano (D-N.Y.), and Mike Quigley (D-Ill.).
So what could possibly go wrong, right? Any further questions?
(Stunned silence)
Well, I guess we're done here then. You're welcome for others having to do your job.
http://cnsnews.com/news/article/eric-scheiner/rep-jackson-lee-we-ll-give-president-obama-number-executive-orders
Next martial law, it's inevitable.
We're counting on it ;-)
Cannot wait to see what you have lined up for the Blythe Masters/CFTC fiasco..
CoNtrary of current wikiwisdom Stalin (Josif Vissarionovich Dzhugashvilli) who sneaked into godless Bolshevic regime and later turned against them and purged them from our mother Earth (Trotsky - Bronstein)
Unfortunatellly this tale is also about how painfull the fight will be. Your enemies are very strong. But right is on your side.
WildBill,
i can't but say you've served ole janus up a heapin helpin of inspiration on this-here pixilated iridescent platter; and i would be derelict with respect to my gifts if'n i didn't obey the impulse to eloqute.
you've nailed it, WB...it ain't a single, sorry-looking turd-bladder soiling all that surrounds him; nor is it the frenzied devilry of an identifiable few. ahhh, the good ole days, when evil's person and perimeters were distinct and well-defined. now wickedness is become ubiquitous.
the world gasps and tosses beneath the suffocating scourge of something so profound and pervasive -- something which has at it's right hand a million hitlers and on its left a million more hillarys -- that we've been effectively swindled into thinking that hitler is the only salvation from hillary (and vice versa). it is a system, and it subsumes all of humanity into the sinister grip of its constraints. and when an individual doesn't conform to the strictures of this system, he is declared persona non gratia, and is by the hitlers and hillarys tracked and tormented to the very ends of the earth.
this system breeds hitlers and hillarys like orcs from mordor...they emerge from the ooze, eyes ablaze with ideological zeal and minds alit by the insatiable lust for power -- for its own sake and as an end unto itself. which is why every noble sage of olde warned fervently against those who thought themselves fit to rule (that man who thinks he is wise does not know what he ought). but their power is contingent on their fealty to the system; and so long as they go on kissing the ring they retain their fiefdoms and get to continue on 'nudging' all that fall beneath their sway.
the beautiful irony is that, by conditioning all their functionaries (the multifarious flock of hitlers and hillarys referred to above) in so rigid and didactic a fashion, they've purged from their own system all vestiges of authentic genius, intellect and talent. i have, by my life-as-art experiment, satisfied all doubts i may have in the past entertained with respect to their giftedness. they are truly pathetic. i have seen the great OZ; and i can't decided whether i'm more amused or nauseated by the experience.
inasmuch as the there is a single, salient super-trait evident in all the majesty of creation surrounding us, insofar as this trait is the very essence of advantage for every creature that lives and would go on living, any sentient person must confess that adaptability is the lesson we are taught by all that thrives. and yet we live under an inflexible and implacable 'system' that eschews all pressure to adapt; it in fact attacks all that would suggest that Natural Law and changing circumstances are blasting at its buttresses.
so, no, we don't have leaders, dictators or even tyrants; we instead suffer from the blight of a million benighted buffoons -- automatons and functionaries given authority to mediate the doctrines of the system to all the faithful. enjoy your sacraments whilst they last, amorica...i'm a goddam heretic.
this system functions and the hitlers and hillarys still swagger about the earth because of faith. but the heretics are everywhere asking questions and challenging the orthodoxy. the people are not only increasingly aware that our two-bit emperors are nude, it's all but obvious to any who can follow that these halflings and dullards are just following a script...they haven't any ideas, only orders to carry out.
now, let me rosin up my bow as the flames flicker about the fortifications of our new rome.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F-DJPGz0ZpI
the devil bowed his head cause he knew that he'd been beat/
and he laid that golden fiddle on the ground at johnny's feet/
johnny said, "devil, just come on back if you ever wanna try again/
i done told you once, you son of a bitch, i'm the best there's ever been"/
fire on the mountain/
run boys run...,
janus
And second best thats ever been is ............................. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yJzLGltxibw
that was fairly bad-ass. i thank you
it's funny you mention this. i have a paranoid radoliogist frieend, who believes that between operation paper clip and the secret history of the bush clan, that nazi infiltrators spies and deal makers from germany have actrually taken over the cia and nsa and are running nazi planning strategies for the endgame towards the next major war . he believes that nazi's mostly run things down in south america too. i find that all a bit hard to believe.......
he also believes the 'apparnet' gun control laws are actually a ruze for plans to have americans arm themselves up to the teeth and begin killing one another and descending into a hyper violent society which will help bring about conditions for directing the neext massive surge of violence and war .
your thoughts on this perspective?
They would prefer a repeat of england, one sandy hook and they gave up all their weapons. Maybe you and your self-irradiating friend would care to focus on the ingredient list of what you put in your mouths. Notice anything? Tell your "frieend" that there are plenty of deluded groups of -tools- but they aint in charge.
They invented Bitcoin and Bieber as well.
The Real Hitler will be along soon; don't fret. These are the times that call to him; and he will arise.
Ah,the elusive Scarlet Pimpered Nell. "The seek he here, the seek him there, but he's hiding in the closet swapping underwear."
WB VII, You know that stupid Crest commercial which states that we smile at least 50 times a day? Well, I'm unemployed and almost homeless, so I don't smile even once a day except when I get a dose of WB VII. In the words of Morgan Freeman shillin' for VisaCard, you are PRICELESS!
Where's WB's strings?
WB7, that is seriously funny!
Sorry, but these pics just don't resonate with me. Whenever I think of Obama, I think of this one:
http://photobucket.com/images/dick%20tater?page=1
Frankentater.
Chemicals or gene splicing?
LOL
Where IS Waldo?
Contrary to the red/blue standard choices, a golden higher mode of life once beckoned.
Much prior to the Reformation. Mr. Luther and Calvin.
http://www.cathar.info/120116_waldensians.htm
Israel of the Alps. Poor of Lyon. http://www.hyperhistory.com/online_n2/people_n2/ppersons5_n2/waldes.html
But where is Waldo? His death never confirmed, perhaps he was given special dispensation to "tarry"?
Lyon, Savoy, Piedmont. Angrogna. The OLD SCHOOL. The impossible dream. Before the enforced franchising of body and mind of every sentient being.
All of you are brethren. "In the last day, that great day of the feast, Jesus stood and cried, saying, If any man thirst, let him come unto me, and drink.
He that believeth on me, as the scripture hath said, out of his belly shall flow rivers of living water."
" Les mondial ne pas har vous ; mais myself le har , parce que MOI témoigner de le , thanksggiving les usine y êtes méchant. Ye êtes de votre père les démon , et les luxure de votre père ye feront. Il était une meurtrier de les origine , et domicile pas dans les vérité , parce que il y a pas de vérité dans lui. Quand il orateur une binds , il orateur de son propre : pour il est une menteuse , et les père de it. "
big-ups from janus...inspirational.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eSRDD8OBfLI
(J Vernon Magee, the greatest modern expositor there is; and, believeth me, janus has searched (if you can get past the east texas twang, you'll see the genius slowly emerge))
Romans Chapter 8 -- most important book in The Bible: the power, the purpose & The Propitiation. there is therefore now no condemnation to them that are in Christ.
the wisdom of this world is foolishness before God,
janus
Good stuff!
I really liked that Bernard Sumner guy from the band New World Disorder.
Banzai
Despite the heaviness of these times- you sure know how to create a good chuckle.
Damn, I sure hope I have a cell mate like you in the FEMA camp.
The chuckle is the straw that stirs the subversive drink ;-)
He's a Dick-Taster too
what the shit is that? where do you get these things?
Oh look...someone crocheted a sex toy warmer.
Whey aw dem Danish broads at?
You're soo disrespectful to Dear Leader ! what are we going to do with you ?
As they used to say on 'Happy Days', let Dear Leader "Sit On It".
The most unlikely places, let me assure you.
need to do something with alice coopers billion dollar babies theme wb7. just a suggestion, only you could do that, do your worst sir
https://www.google.com/search?rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS504US504&espv=210&es_sm=91...
1600 Pennsylvania Ave.
Satan in satin super-fly.
Where will that wily personification of wickedness turn up next?
Alas, alas, Turko-fascist 'american' citizenism alas, just have to bear with it.
For the tale on democracy to be valuable, one has to checked validity of it. Erdoganist citizenism citizens have been striving (and have been successful) at destroying any possible alternatives to them.
It is their way of doing since its inception. There has been no deviation from the start (deviation is Erdoganist citizenism propaganda to hide the decivilizationistic factor of their system).
More and more Erdoganist citizenism citizens dropping their duplicitous act. These are unusual times for sure.
You can't see it, but Bomy is squeezing der Führer's left cheek.
Nothing like a good BeeGees cover band.
Jeez.....you could cut a very big block of hard cheese easy with those creases.
Is it me or does Stalin look like he could've been the prefect Marlboro man?