Batshit City and Organ Harvesting Disney World

Reflections in a Petri Dish – Dec 4, 2012

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Welcome to the countdown, 9 days and moving right along. How weird is weird? How strange is strange? You’re looking at it everywhere in the world around you. 12/21/2012 approaches. What does it mean? I don’t know but… much of it, like anything, depends on the collective perspective and anticipation of the public mind. Everything comes out of the mind and everything is composed of mind-stuff. We all live in a world of our own creation. It looks like the real world but it isn’t. Few of us see the real world but… that world we live in, whatever world it may be, is real enough. Oh yeah, real enough for all the pain and uncertainty we experience in it, all the temporary joys and triumphs, such as they ‘appear’ to be.
The berserker mentality of the law enforcement wing of Western Powers Central, along with the observable insanity of the administrative and legislative wings, is a wonder to see; not a pleasant wonder either. Nutjob police goons are shooting up their own vehicles, in a frenzy of fiery murder and mayhem. All of this has been happening, since the Israelis began to train the American police, in their despicable tactics. They keep pushing the river to nowhere, as the sands of time run out for them. From every corner of the world the opposition is rising. Ambassadors are being recalled from that snake-pit in the Middle East; that Rothschild, Central Banker combine, masquerading as a country. That’s some sick shit going down in Organ Harvesting, Disney World, to put it as mildly as I can. There is nothing so dark and depraved as what they are into as a matter of general policy and the world is seeing it and finally, finally reacting. What impact is this having on all those bought off little rodents in the corridors of power, that have been rubber stamping all this nonsense for so long? You can see the rats marching in lock step, down the gangways and docking ropes of the ships of darkness. Oh yeah! Can I get a witless?
I’ve been waiting for this uprising response for a long time; often despairing of the intransigence and continuously, perpetuating ignorance of the great unwashed; all that is changing now, according to some unknown schedule, in the playbook of Mr. Apocalypse. I hear that walking stick tapping on the hard concrete, of Unbridled Greedville. It is a consummate pleasure to see these creeps getting hammered from all sides; to see Monsanto starting to get it in the neck. Make no mistake, there are few things as dangerous as a wounded beast and few wounded beasts as dangerous as a psychopathic, wounded beast.
We are so close and yet so far away. Gaza, Lebanon, Syria and Iran are all on the chopping block, as the twisted elite, strive to tear apart the fabric, of what passes for civilization, in these days. It’s so close, the distance between a lasting victory and a horrible defeat; ‘hanging in here, Boss’. How deep is their Valley of Darkness? I can hear the invisible hand of the cosmos, jangling the handle of the cosmic toilet. It’s calling for it’s natural food. It’s calling for evolution’s waste products. It’s calling the maldoers home, back to the universal, reclamation system. You can hear the recycling engines, cranking it up.
Meanwhile in Bat Shit City, the beat goes on and it keeps going on in the Bat Shit boroughs. It’s all Mr. Apocalypse, 24/7; seven come snake eyes, in Snake City, the capital of Viperville. Nice house eh? It’s not in Bat Shit City, where it would cost about 100 million dollars. I lived in Bat Shit City for awhile (also know as Snakeville Downs), where they have the annual, Kentucky Derby style running, of The Beasts of the Apocalypse. It’s a terrifying event, where the beasts snap and tear at one another and regularly run into the crowds, on either side, tearing and rending with a will. Cheers erupt from the sidelines, as the blood madness consumes the spectators, laughing and jeering at the maimings and deaths. It’s all bad unclean fun. Batshit City is the one place in the country where you can send out for anything, ANYTHING, and have it delivered to your door at any hour of the day or night. It doesn’t matter what it is, someone will bring it to your door. If you want to see the menu, all you have to do is pick up any one of the massive, telephone book sized, classified papers that you can find in the ubiquitous new’s vending machines, at any corner. I used to get miles of laughs from these things. My favorite was all the advertisements from the massage practitioners offering, “stress relief management”. You can probably figure out what that is; oh yes my brother.
No doubt Susan Shumsky of Divine Travels, knows about ‘stress relief management’ and she don’t come cheap. She’s been writing me a lot, ever since I inquired about Kumbha Mela and regardless of my snarky replies, the offers keep coming. India sounds like a scary place. I’m glad I don’t plan on sharing needles with anyone, or having protected or unprotected sex with the locals. Well, you never know. One wonders as far as not being involved with drugs of any kind …but I will keep in mind about ‘boiling it, cooking it, peeling it, or forgetting it’. I keep trying to find out if I actually do have to have a return ticket but I can’t seem to get any answers on that one. From the outrageous price listings, I can only assume that she is a member of dubious standing in the Roger Nietzsche Network. Oh yeah, I got me 99 Rolls Royces! No doubt someone will have a trenchant explanation for that and I’ll just have to nod my head and go along with the program. Unlike Susan, I don’t have any ‘Professional Industry Affiliations’.
Here’s what I got in the email a couple of days ago;
“I had an awesome experience with the Divine Travels tour to the Kumbha Mela. It was definitely an experience of a lifetime.”
-Deborah, hairdesigner, Ohio.“My experience with Susan Shumsky and Divine Travels (to the Maha Kumbh Mela fair in India January 2001) was truly excellent. Everything was well organized, hotels and meals were very good, and it was possible to have a once-in-a-lifetime experience that would have been extremely difficult to arrange through any other company. Guiding a diverse group of Westerners through a fair attended by close to 100 million people was a difficult challenge but the Divine Travels staff managed it with great efficiency, patience and kindness. Above all, I was impressed by their constant dedication and concern for the welfare of those on the tour.”
-Paul Lowe, author, England.“The tour was very well organized. I was very comfortable and felt really protected amongst 30 million people at the Mela. I felt very included and appreciated by the tour organizers. I went alone, but felt welcomed! The hotels, transportation, and food were remarkably high-end. Our dinner out as a group was one of bonding and excellent food.”
-Tour participant.“It was a not to be missed, life expanding experience. We had exclusive audiences with powerful spiritual beings, witnessed unique ceremonies, met gurus that we could only have met through Rajiv, our tour organizer. We were very comfortable, safe, and secure. We were very well taken care of by kind and delightful organizers. Highly recommended.”-Barbara, artist, NYC.“I have taken the Kumba Mela tour with Susan Shumsky and I feel it was the best tour I have ever taken. The tour was extremely well planned, which in a country like India is quite important, but also had the ability to be flexible, intimate and to respond to everyones needs. Susan’s experience and knowledge of India is extremely valuable and the tour company used in India is of the highest level. I myself am planning to take additional tours with Susan in the future and would recommend her without any hesitation.”
-Dr. Randy Meltzer.“It has been a year since I toured India for the Kumbh Mela tour. I think every day I mention to someone something about that experience. I feel so lucky to do this tour with Divine Travels, because of their ability to organize a tour taking care of all the logistics, making sure our food and water are safe so we don’t get sick, but still covering a lot of territory, being flexible, and adventurous. This is not your typical bus riding tour. You get in the heart of the culture, and get in to do things that the average independent traveler could never do. I went on this tour by myself, made many friends, and consider it a life changing experience with nothing but positive things to say. I highly recommend Divine Travels to take you so you can relax and focus on the spirit of India.”
-Angel F., Bellevue, WA.

“Bathing in the Ganges River on the most auspicious day of the Maha Kumbha Mela was like basking in nectar. My consciousness was lifted and my perceptions awakened. Kumbh Mela was the most deeply moving experience of my life. There is no expression in our language to describe it adequately.”
-Tour participant.

“At the Maha Kumbh Mela, I communed with God, which I saw as everything contained within myself. It was the awareness of my path and expanded freedom that brought me to tears. There exists no words to fully explain the depth of that communion. I know only liberation and the utmost kindness was totally re-enforced.”
-Deborah, hairdesigner, Ohio.

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Deborah Hairdesigner, shows up on the front and back end, always a nice touch. Well folks, we’ve come to the end of another posting and I’ll see you next posting, if there is one; now if I can only get a radio show together.
If you’re going to be in India, let me know where and when and we will see about getting together, with, or without Susan Shumsky.
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Otherwise known as Smoking Mirrors, Les Visible provides a voiceover in a disintegrating culture as Reflections in a Petri Dish. While in his guise as Visible Origami, Les offers perspectives on the invisible forces shaping our world

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