Blitzgrieg der Wunderbar, Together we Are

Smoking Mirrors – December 29, 2011

Dog Poet Transmitting…….
May your noses always be cold and wet.
I want to talk about the weather today; the weather, real and manufactured, weathermen and Rosewood seeds by any other name getting you high. I want to wonder about the wonder and publicly wonder about some people we should wonder about, like the several fellows mentioned here. I’m no fan of Peter Schiff and don’t for a minute doubt anything this, no holds barred, reporter has to say. Peter Schiff’s whole vibe, tells me he wasn’t even separated at birth from arch neon-con fascistic, Chucky Schumer, who plays the character from “Child’s Play” in real life. The article tells the truth about life in America for anyone who isn’t ‘chosen’.
I wonder about Ron Paul and… please don’t jump on me for wondering but… I’ve been wondering ever since he raised all that money last time and broke a lot of hearts, by dropping out when he should have at least stayed the course and used all that hard earned people’s money to make his platform known to a wider audience at the time. I wonder at things he says that aren’t necessary to say at the moment, which causes things like this to get said. Some of these things do not make points relevant to general public concern and it is either a case of being unaware of what that is or of having people in the background controlling policy and statements. I’m getting that uncomfortable ‘stalking horse’ vibe, like I got with Mr. Bought and Sold, John Kerry.
Watching Mossad Crime Boss, Rahm Emanuel light a 900 (well, maybe it was a little smaller) foot menorah across the street from The White House where no Christian crosses can be displayed, is nothing more than a “Fuck you gentile America, we own your ass”. Tell me how it is not?
The whole world is sitting on a powder keg, beside which stand grinning, Satanic Zionists, who have concocted a brutally transparent lie about Iran and nuclear weapons. This is the country that finagled missiles for their own defense from our catamite. BD, S&M sex slave country and then sold them, or tried to, to the Chinese. This is the country that did even worse, with their dual national spy, Jonathan Pollard. These are the kinds of things you hear from the people he was spying for, as reasons for him to be released. A part of the argument for letting him out is that nothing really bad happened (bullshit) from what he did. You know, like when someone gets on an airplane with a bomb in their shoes, or their underwear but nothing happens because the same people who want Pollard released and were behind the shoe bomb and underwear bomb didn’t want anything to happen, except to give cause for present day TSA (Tits, Slits and Asses). I carry a bomb in my pants everywhere I go, except I don’t wear underwear; I prefer to use toilet paper instead. When I go to the sauna or something similar, people are always pointing and saying, “That’s the bomb”, so I suppose I’ll be in trouble too, if they ever check.
The problems with the economy goes directly to the bankers who are also, to a very high percentage, represented by these same people at the highest and most pervasive levels. That’s inarguable, though it won’t stop people trying. Meanwhile, all the lies concerning all of the things mentioned, are also created and controlled by these same people. Consider the enormity and implications of all of this. It is staggering! We know it is true but often do not connect all the permutations and associations that relate to the entirety of this global phenomenon.
I suppose since it is time to start singing that James Taylor song about down south, the reader might wonder why I got on this particular jag this morning. It’s just what came up and started talking. My preference was to write something deep and meaningful (grin), that ‘might’ bring a rising resonance into the central chakra, instead, I’m at the Proctology department over at Visible General. I wouldn’t mind being General Visible, if The Supreme Personality were in the chariot, though I prefer Starfleet Commander, usually; seemed like the time for a digression and maybe break up the flow just for a moment. Every now and then you have to step off the path and climb that small hill, so you can sit there for a moment and watch the path go by. I’m reminded of the Steven Crane poem, The Wayfarer. This is why Lord Shiva sits alone and is not welcome at weddings and most celebrations. That’s the cost of truth. Is it worth it, you ask? That’s a personal consideration that everyone makes for themselves and, trust me, one way or another, you have to make that decision and… one day after another, we all do.
Israel was created for the sole purpose of the things it is employed at. I’m pretty sure the cosmos has a plan in respect of that, or so I’ve been told. We need to be aware of what is taking place around us, as well as making it a visceral reality in our minds that appearances are a lie, or more properly, a blind and then we have to consider what we are capable of, in relation to anything and let that be a guide to what we engage in for maximum efficiency and minimum frustration. Remember The Serenity prayer and Footprints in the Sand, which has a bizarre facet, as you will see when you visit the link.
As most of us are aware, war looms in March, unless they want to alter the game plan, for one reason or another. Some of you may be unaware of a key feature concerning Israel and the US, in relation to the war making macrame that has knotted together the coalition of the willing and the duped, by way of deception. It’s hot and heavy breathing, while seeking Armageddon, beneath the dashboard light; “What’s it gonna be boy”? Why do I feel so much optimism? This rattles around in my head on a regular basis. Why do I feel like everyone on the planet, either has one of those things on their head from that film “The Frighteners” or some other codeword or sign? I feel like two men standing in a field, being schizophrenic …and glad that I am actually only one of them.
Yeah, a lot of people are selling ‘wolf tickets’. I used to hear all about them in prison and we all run into them here and there; at a poker table it’s called something else and some of us get by, by doing that as a routine. Sooner or later you get called on it. I want to point out that Iran possesses certain armaments and other things that have not been reported on and that is what makes the situation so dicey and why they are even still around.
The purpose of demonstration, has two main components, in the movie now playing and it is critical, personally, to each of us, which of these applies to us. On the one hand, it is just that’ a series of events devised to show you what happens, when certain things happen. On the other hand, it is about awakening qualities of being that can only emerge under certain conditions; well, you can get them other ways by simply seeking and practicing them but that is usually the province of singular souls. Most of the time we are put into situations that force them to appear. It’s generally preferable to be working at acquisition beforehand.
The lack of these qualities is why the majority of bloggers dance around the truth. Sometimes, that is because of the profit motive and sometimes it is out of fear, but if the majority of us were to start calling it out on a regular basis, it would be much more effective than the Occupy movement and impossible to contain or control. We need to get our 60’s outfits on and carry on the timeless tradition of kindred souls, in alliance for the greater good. If we shake the internet, the world will vibrate like a tuning fork. In a certain way, the internet is like the ether upon which the elements operate. Please make this ideal go viral my friends. Please declare and dissertate upon what is common knowledge for all of us. Follow the courageous lead of Mike Stathis. Let us raise the level, the intensity and the courage of the discourse. Call it out folks, if you can’t or won’t, please note the reasons already given. United we stand, divided we fall; strength in numbers, unity of purpose, blitzkrieg der wunderbar! If we raise our voices and state what is, changes in tactics will have to be made. They are getting away with what they are getting away with, precisely because we do so little collectively with what we have. We are the power. We are the spokespeople for the 99%. Let theme have their megaphones. We will be the bullhorns. Gore the ox with paradox, gliding on the lake. Honk! Honk! Reprobate!
Are the things I stated not true? They are true. They cannot be denied and far more is also true. Look what happened to Russia. Do you want that to be you? Truth does not need argument or alibi. Truth need only be proclaimed. Use humor. Use satire. Use what you have. Is this in poor taste? Is it in poor taste compared to using Palestinians for target practice? Is it in poor taste, compared to emptying a clip into a ten year old girl, ‘confirming the kill’ and then walking away free? Is it in poor taste compared to Rachel Corrie? Is it in poor taste in comparison to the flotilla action? Is it in poor taste, compared to thousands of other examples of poor taste and psychopathic mendacity? Is it in poor taste compared to the millions dead and displaced in Afghanistan, Iraq, Libya and elsewhere? Is it? Is it? They were behind all of this, as they are now behind the push for World War 3; these invented people who seek to replace the real people that they call invented.
How does this not come around to you sooner or later? Think about it. Think hard. It is on your doorstep.

His Rachel Corrie Moment (In Memory of Asma al-Mughayr).

the cross-hairs fix
across the rooftops

wind from the south-
….five knots

and leading
across the space where birds
have flown

but now
in the cold Ashka-Nazi eye

the young girls form
moves in laughing dance

arms gathering the laundry
she dreams
and surely she must hope
of a world and a life beyond today

as finger tightens
upon trigger…

when it came
the explosion was

of such a force that…

he came too

like Romeo’s ghost upon
the imagination’s palanquin of night

the bearers of the darkness
they toiled
underneath the thrust

of bullet and finger touching
the silenced heart

blood like a fountain
sprayed upon the sheets…

….some secret code
that she read as
she fell dying to the roof


his Rachel Corrie moment come
round at last.

End Transmission.

I’ll try to get a radio show together for this weekend.


Smoking Mirrors looks at much of what the mainstream media ignores. While in Profiles in Evil, he seeks to expose those shrouded in darkness to nature’s most powerful disinfectant, light.