Reflections in a Petri Dish – Aug 16, 2019
Dog Poet Transmitting…….
For several days now… there has been this palpable tension in the air. It’s a thick as an Antifa Milkshake. I approach the keyboard to write a post and then step away. This has happened many times in the last 48 hours. I find myself making small comments at Pocketnet articles; all the while… there is this subdural noise; a metaphysical raven… tap tap tapping at my mental door. It’s like the sound that delivery trucks make when they back up.
Meanwhile, I scan the billboards and traffic signs on the information highway. Trends are my thing. Trends tell me of the changes pending on the wide plane of manifest existence. I am not referring to the trends of manufactured and agenda driven disinfo. I’m talking about what appears in the viewfinder of an objective observer. My visceral input is generally 100% accurate. It’s not detail oriented. It is more like the coming and going of atmospheres; like a cosmic weather report. There are all those metaphorical clouds moving across the sun, the wind coming up and the wind dying down; not to overlook the voices in the wind. There is rain and unobstructed sunlight. There are the phases of the moon, that esoteric guidance system of the subconscious, as well as the tides and the emotions. There is the quiet and the storm.
Something’s up. It seems as if something is up most of the time these days. Some of it we hear about and some of it we don’t. Often what we hear is a spectrum of variations and none of them true. Lies are the currency of the times. Some people are getting rich off of them and some are being mislead into dangerous blind alleys and cul de sacs. There is an enormous sea of anger, tossing about with wind whipped whitecaps. There is confusion in an even greater measure. Everyone is a refugee today, from the familiar into the unknown.
Late last night I listened to this fellow.
I have not heard anyone so passionate, articulate and direct in recent memory. He has most assuredly convinced himself. I had not a shred of doubt about him as I listened; mindful of the Biblical admonitions of false prophets. Yet, he rings more true than almost anyone I have heard in a good long while. I have no stocks and bonds; no investments of any kind except… all of my resources are invested in The Bank of the Living and Eternal Lord and Master of all Things. There is no need for me to scurry about looking for new baskets in which to store my eggs.
Every day there is some new report on the barbarians inside the gates:
NEW: 29yo Mauricio Berrera-Navidad of Damascus, Md. + 28yo Carlos Palacios-Amaya of Gaithersburg, Md. are accused of raping an 11-year-old Germantown, Md. girl.
MoCo Police say the men (both friends with the victim's older brother) committed the rapes on separate occasions. pic.twitter.com/LhdCnPKe35
— Kevin Lewis (@ABC7Kevin) August 13, 2019
Europe is awash in unreported acts of violence and rife with police no go zones. Arch-Satanist, Georgie Sorrows is hard at work. His army of the demonically possessed are lathered to a frenzy, like hydrophobic locusts, gnawing away at the infrastructure of what used to be. At any moment one expects raining frogs and rivers of blood, the return of Egypt cursed; an echo of the past come back the long way round.
In constant attendance are the subterranean rumblings of the Ring of Fire. They feel it here. They feel it there. Soon they will feel it everywhere. The moment will come, preceded by an eerie silence. The whole of Nature will have gone quiet. Dogs and cats will freeze in those seconds and the hair on their bodies will crackle with static electricity. Then the ground will begin to undulate, like a gigantic bouncy castle. Minutes will pass like hours. Soon now.
As far as Epstein goes, or went… you can’t do better speculation than this.
EX-NYPD says he knows how Epstein got killed.
Friend of mine who’s a tech advisor for tv and film projects was NYPD for 17 years and has seen some shit.
Here is what he told me.
The NYPD Commissioner has always been a tool of the elite. The old tool basically elects the new one to make sure he will serve the elite also. The Commissioner is paid through various deals and through black money for his services. The Commissioner has a circle of generals. They are in charge of major departments and institutions, such as holding facilities. The generals have dirty cops and criminals in their crews.
So what he says probably happened was that The Commish or one of the generals got the order to kill Epstein. The order was passed on to a general in charge of the holding facility. This general had at least two guards inside the place who were apart of his crew.
Guard 1 is in charge of cutting the cameras. He cuts the cameras at a certain time.
Guard 2 goes to Epstein’s cell and places an untraceable sedative into Epstein via water, food, or force.
Guard 2 then strangles him to death and hangs his body from his bunk. Then he leaves.
No sign of foul play.
My friend told me that certain high ups and their crews made a lot of money in the 80’s and 90’s in killings like this. The people who got killed were all no bail guys who were awaiting trial and were facing time for major drug lords. The drug lords thought of them as weak and that they might cooperate with the feds. They wanted these guys dead but they didn’t want to use other prisoners to do the hit because it would cause the people who worked for them to not trust them as much because if they got arrested, they might rat instantly because they might be racing against the clock before their boss has them whacked. So the cops suggested this method as a way of getting rid of possible threats, without it leading back to the bosses.
My friend said the icing on the cake when they do this kind of thing is that they put out a report before the hit saying that the person tried to commit suicide and they can also influence cellmates into saying that the person was saying suicidal things. This reduces suspicion. The cellmate is usually taken out of the cell when the hit goes down.
And here’s the real kicker. When Epstein first tried to commit suicide, my friend told me that the cops were about to whack him. He called his death before it happened.
Something else scary that he told me is that he said he saw a movie a while back that he was amazed got made called “You were never really here.” He says to watch that if you want to know how secret groups inside the NYPD are serving the elite. He says that two things are real. NYPD is paid by criminals to stay away from places like whorehouses and drug dens. The whorehouses a lot of times will have eastern european and asian girls that are there as young as 12 in them. These girls are in the country illegally. If they get a complaint from someone about them they will either send a tip before hand or straight up just tell cops not to go near the place because it is currently being investigated by someone else. The second thing is the transport thing from The Usual Suspects. Major distributors use police officers to transport drugs and money from point A to B. An officer working as a delivery man can make 100K a year off the books.
I asked the obvious question for the gullible “how can so many blah blah blah be in on it and keep a secret?!!!”
His response was to remind me of what being a cop was like. You make next to nothing after living expenses. You put your life on the line just so most of the city can hate you. Then you retire with a shitty pension and can barely afford to send your kid to a decent school. He asked his superior once what his kid should do if he didn’t have enough to send them to a nice school and then the guy said to tell him to become a cop. Most cops are already looking to sell their badges for a pay day. He said the force is a brotherhood and if one of your older brothers asks if you want to help them out and make some money, most cops will do it because the brotherhood means more to them than some nobody civilian who probably hates them.
Some people keep making the point that the NYPD officers aren’t prison guards. He wasn’t saying that. Re-read what was stated. My friend wasn’t saying that the NYPD can just waltz into anywhere and do things, he was saying that a cabal in the NYPD use their power to place their assets in facilities and then have them do things for them when they need.
How he explained it is that there’s basically a cabal of high-up dirty cops working for the elite. A high-up dirty cop has the connections that can get you a good union/city job watching the bridges or working at this government building etc. In return for getting you this job, when he needs a favor, you help him out and then he pays you cash on top of that. You’re basically a sleeper cell for them.
So the high-up has a crew of corrupt cops, prison guards, staff-members in hospitals, people who handle documents in government buildings, drug informants etc who are all his assets that he can call upon. That is his crew that he uses to get things done for his bosses. So what he was saying is that the person in charge of the holding facility and a couple of the guards, got their jobs specifically to be used for this kind of thing if they ever needed it. They were put into position in advance so that the high-ups would be able to get people anywhere.
The question travels like a Slinky down the stairs; do they need him and… who is watching Ghislaine?
A short digression for the public good and the good of the members of Pocketnet and elsewise. During a mention made of Adrenochrome, someone referred to the French movie of the previous decade, called “Martyrs.” They said that mention of Adrenochrome was made in the film. I do not remember that at all. This does not mean it didn’t happen. The film was so vile and riveting that I might well have missed it. To this day, I wish I had missed that film. I am a film buff and not much has gotten past me over the years. I wish that one had. As I mentioned in my comment there, “you can’t unsee it. So it is my caution to you that you do not see this film. It was truly horrific and deals with the doings of a Satanic cult. I could not shake the feeling of how real it was and the impact lasted for days after. It went well beyond anything implied in “Eyes Wide Shut.”
I want to take a moment here to give sincere praise to the man who created Pocketnet and those who assist him in this work. NEVER have I discovered a web presence like Pocketnet. The quality of content and the intelligence and integrity of the contributors is without equal in my experience. I hardly go elsewhere these days for my news. This is not to say that there is not a certain contingent of airheads, commercial materialists, trolls and generally mean spirited types but they are in a distinct minority. You will note, if you get any amount of Star voting attention that there are one or more anonymous internet orcs, devoid of any creativity of their own, who are intent on lowering the ratings of others. This is an insignificant event for any of us with any degree of honor or integrity. Knowing that you have reached some amount of your peers, is all that you should rightly care about. So… there’s that sorted.
Something is looming in the event horizon. Uproar and upheaval are planned or in the process of occurring across the globe. Mindless twits and violent cowards are gathering an offensive against all that is good and decent and most especially; there is a war on Normal and on Christianity and it is that tiny demographic within The Tribe, who are the engineers and orchestraters of it all; the truth is Antisemitic. Look at who sits on the boards of EVERY alt-sex org. Look who heads up the Atheist movement. Look at who are the purveyors, not to mention, creators of Communism and Socialism. It is the mass of cowards among us who refuse to see and acknowledge what is RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF THEM. It won’t be me in that shameful fellowship. That ship sailed long ago. I WILL NOT be listed among them who betrayed humanity.
Here is the key point I wish to leave with you today. Our reality, individually and collectively, is the product of our minds. Our solidarity in thought MUST be greater than those pushing the false solidarity of the slogans of enslavement, those political and social movements, out of the bowels of depravity, that in the last century alone, accounted for the deaths of tens of millions upon tens of millions. There is no succor for us in these perverted systems and the screams of the torment of the victims is still heard upon the aether, a fell and undying echo of man’s inhumanity to man. Fuck Communism and all of its fellow traveling blood and shitmeisters.
Our minds hold our reality together, it is our collective attention and faith that are the bonds and anchor of our sense of reality. “As a man thinketh, so is he.” “I think, therefore I am.” To name something and to identify it, is to claim it as real (in that presentation) to you. In the ultimate sense, only God is Real- everything else is a by product.
There are various reasons why evil never triumphs uber alles. One of them is that there are more of us who believe in the rightness of things than those who think contrary. There is also the inescapable truth that that spark of life within each of us, is divine and… regardless of how shrouded in darkness it may be in people like Soros and others, it will work internally against them and against every evil design and machination that might be the product of their infernal minds. The very life within them will war against their despicable intentions; of those who once were men but can no longer be considered as members of the human race.
Cardinal Woolsey’s Soliloquy from Shakespeare says it all about creatures like Soros;
“So farewell to the little good you bear me.
Farewell! a long farewell, to all my greatness!
This is the state of man: to-day he puts forth
The tender leaves of hopes; to-morrow blossoms,
And bears his blushing honours thick upon him;
The third day comes a frost, a killing frost,
And, when he thinks, good easy man, full surely
His greatness is a-ripening, nips his root,
And then he falls, as I do.
I have ventured,
Like little wanton boys that swim on bladders,
This many summers in a sea of glory,
But far beyond my depth: my high-blown pride
At length broke under me and now has left me,
Weary and old with service, to the mercy
Of a rude stream, that must for ever hide me.
Vain pomp and glory of this world, I hate ye:
I feel my heart new open’d. O, how wretched
Is that poor man that hangs on princes’ favours!
There is, betwixt that smile we would aspire to,
That sweet aspect of princes, and their ruin,
More pangs and fears than wars or women have:
And when he falls, he falls like Lucifer,
Never to hope again.”
For so long as even a few of us share the common and eternal truths that the master spoke of in his brief sojourn here, defeat will not find us. There is a greater power in each of us than all the massed darkness and evil in this entire world. Just as a single candle will drive the darkness from a room, our light, when held in the firmness of unshakable faith, will not tremble before temporal thrones and when we are joined together in a common Faith, Certitude and Determination we cannot be brought low by mere shadows. As the master said, “Wherever two or more are gathered together in my name, there I am in the midst of them!”
Here is something from HPB that I occasionally post and which has been an inspiration to me through all of my life;
“There is a road, steep and thorny, beset with perils of every kind, but yet a road, and it leads to the very heart of the Universe. I can tell you how to find those who will show you the secret gateway that opens inward only, and closes fast behind the neophyte for evermore. There is no danger that dauntless courage cannot conquer; there is no trial that spotless purity cannot pass through; there is no difficulty that strong intellect cannot surmount. For those who win onwards there is reward past all telling – the power to bless and save humanity; for those who fail, there are other lives in which success may come.”
Failing that, you can search out Pocketnet.app Keep in mind there is another site called Getpocketnet or somesuch that is often confused with it. You don’t want that site. Failing that you can email them at firstname.lastname@example.org and they will certainly help you if you are having trouble getting in due to an old system or the wrong browser. Those seem to be the main obstacles so far.