Allah Pigs

 

This is very PC,

enjoy…

…SJW BLM Liberal Swine…

 

 

They are a plague,

invading our nation,

like they have invaded Europe.

Not gonna happen here in the once mighty USA,

once President Trump takes office…

…and Barry goes down in history,

as the WORST POTUS EVER.

Fuck you Obama and your cronies,

for facilitating terrorists…

…fucking traitors.

You are a disgrace to the title of ‘President,’

and deserve a traitor’s justice.

You will answer to a higher power,

for your atrocities against REAL Americans someday.

Meanwhile,

the days are ticking away,

until you are outta there dunce.

I wish Trump could say to you,

“Get him the fuck outta here,”

ya Allah pig traitorous scum.

In the meantime…

…scratch your “wife’s” balls,

light up another Newpie,

and go back to playing golf…

…Allah Pig…

…a REAL leader is about to replace you,

in only a few months.

Can’t wait until POTUS Trump is in,

and your shit is OVER.

Get the reference there?

Watch the video.

…and feel free to share everyone…

More to come.

Love to all,

except Allah Pigs and Barry.

Cheers. 

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Catching Up

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It’s been a while since my last 1000+worder, so let’s catch up…

However, first please take note of the two previous short posts that offer links to FREE music, movies, programs, all via bit torrents.

Why PAY for anything? Money shouldn’t conflict with anything, especially art.

Get learned if you don’t know and if you do know, share and inform. Moving on…

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Clearly this whole Ebola mess is to incite fear amongst the populous, let’s just get that right out there. Here’s the math…like 4000ish dead, I think I saw 9000ish infected, now there are 7 and ½ billion people on the planet, more-or-less. For those who are mathematically deficient, to get the percentage of the total infected, we would divide 7.5 billion into 9000, which is .0000012%, hardly any real epidemic, pandemic, whatever the fear mongers are trying to convey to the masses. More people are going to contract and die from the flu. Of course the MSM is eating it up and do you know why? More fear gives more power to those you still let control you, and said controllers use the MSM to incite that fear, at least in a large proportion. Here’s something many of you may not know…the CDC has patents for Ebola, and patents are granted to inventions, so wouldn’t this be a CDC/CIA/Globalist engineered bioweapon, since it’s being released upon the public, just like the HIV virus?  …which did not work fast enough for the eugenist scum who mastermind such things. Oh yes, the whole HIV/AIDS thing was somewhat of a test run for population control, i.e., depopulation of those deemed unfit to exist. Don’t believe me, look it up. For those who might be new, try “Agenda 21” as a search query start. That’s all on the Ebola from me, except for this… when the “Ebola vaccines” start rolling out, please for the sake of your own humanity, DO NOT TAKE THE VACCINE, or any vaccines for that matter. Continuing…

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Well I was going to write a post about how disappointing Comet Siding Spring would be before it actually disappointed everyone, but I waited to see it play out, and here we are, Comet ISON Part 2, the Siding Spring Sequel. Maybe it was a spectacular event, but no one knows because NASA and/or whoever controls the monitoring satellites, cut the live feed for one, then provided ass-crappy images that are unimpressive to say the least. Ground-based amateur astronomers have better images, many of which actually ARE impressive, but the footage is still very lacking. Another space event bust. So many “events,” so many “record” and “once-in-a-lifetime” occurrences all ending in blah. Maybe space novelty has hit a critical mass, at least for some. I suppose though it would only take one major event to alter the course of things in a dramatic fashion, but these blood moons, eclipses, ehhh… makes one wonder how significant these celestial events are even to the ones who supposedly adhere their Luciferian dogma to it, and yes I am referring to the globalist banker elitist scum that I have detailed elaborately for all of you so many times before….

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I will use the “event” topic to segue onto a potentially “eventful” upcoming date, which I have milestoned onto the right of the page over there, said date being this Friday, October 24, 2014. Now I have seen some speculative reports that this will be the date of the next market crash, hence the name Black Friday, as it refers to this date in the past, which you can look up on your own. Nonetheless, for those who still do not know, the market WILL crash at some point… it’s inevitable. I’m not going to take the time to get into the details, but the system is set up TO crash, which doesn’t affect those at the top of the pyramid, but for the 99% below, surely it will, and that’s exactly what the swine in charge want. We have covered this before, create chaos, bring in order, problem-reaction-solution. IT’S ON THE DOLLAR BILL, that’s one thing that blows my mind is that these psychopaths broadcast their plans and intentions everywhere, because they know that most of the people are sheeple and are too fluoridated and programmed and braindead to put it together. It’s amusing to them, amusing the way a dog or cat is to it’s owner. Do you like being perceived as pets, cattle, sheep, a herd? Who ultimately makes that decision? You? Or them? Back to the market, I am not saying it will, or it will not crash this Friday, but it WILL crash and how that affects you is up to YOU. Do not let your fate be woven in the hands of masters. 

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Notice the price of oil dropping, at least here in the mighty USSA? That’s because our shady government cut deals with the Saudis in relation to this ISIS propaganda campaign. We have seen numerous videos posted by ISIS, or ISIL, or IS, or whatever they are called this week but I digress…anyway, these videos show convoys of trucks and tanks and anti-aircraft guns and missiles, yet why are all the targets being blown up NOT these convoys but rather what appears to be randomly isolated and vacated buildings? Hmmmm… maybe that’s because the CIA and other shadow agencies fund these supposed terrorists groups, so who are the real terrorists? That’s right, they work in the shadows, which worked well for them before the advent of the internet and in turn, the alternative media. Now we tangent… Sharing information allowed for the potential for billions to awaken to the real reality of the world around them, and we are all in that process now, although the degree of ascension into this process is relative on an individual basis. Never-the-less, the potential is still here. All part of the global mass awakening, which exponentiates more each day. We must remember that there is still in place a preceding generation which is used to playing by the rules of those aforementioned shadowy conspirators, and it is not until that generation is gone or defeated or gets over themselves that humanity can truly have a chance to be free. The question is how much influence that old generation has on the upcoming generations… do we follow the path of the uninformed, the unenlightened, the unwillfully ignorant who thought they had it right? Or do we blaze our own path/s, with our own knowledge, and our own perceptions of what this 3rd dimensional existence means?

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The answer lies with you, and you alone. Be brave, and let go of all you fear.

The time is coming. Our fraction of an instance is up.

Wide eyes open.

Love to all. 

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For None and All

 

 

Yes, this is a 10 our long audio book.

I know I have mentioned this book at some point… any of you who do not know of Nietzsche…

CLICK HERE>>> http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/nietzsche/

 

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I first read this on my first trip to Europe when I was like 18, which in some ways, I did by myself…wrapping itself right into the very situation I found myself in, backpacking around Europe for 3ish weeks,and thus,  it blew my mind before I even knew what mind I had. And over time, certain aspects would intertwine with mine own psychology, particularly at times when I’ve found myself alone. Or notice crowd psychology, the way certain types of people act certain types of ways, nothing specific, just things you put together in your head…again, when one find’s one’s self all alone as an individual  observer. 

In case you haven’t put this together yet, this knowledge tertiarily vines around yet again upon all and none of those who are and/or are not finding themselves in some current state via self-enlightenment and/or self-unenlightenment. I’m keeping this post short, you have 10 hours to play this as you maybe go to sleep, or while you drive, or whenever you EXERCISE, which YOU all should be doing…detoxifying, freeing yourselves from your egos, reconnecting with the mighty Mother Earth, Nature, the Sun, outside of the cave, get outside of the cave already. Or do not, the choice as always has been YOURS and yours alone, no one else can free YOU except YOU…so… AT LEAST LISTEN FOR THE FIRST DAMN 10 MINUTES…

All these keys to all these doors, can YOU all not see what YOU really are yet?

When is the time to wake up going to be now for YOU?

Or just keeping changing the fucking channel….

Love to all.

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Neon Indian…Halogen

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Just a little something creative I put together for all of you. This song is great, the lyricist and lead singer, Alan Palomo, is a brilliant wordsmith. Look into their music, I don’t post it unless it’s well worth it. The vid is just a creative compilation of old Captain Bleep cartoons. Just a play on a battle between dark and light, with the two leaders of said dark and light having a personal ongoing battle that extends beyond the boundaries of the war everyone else fights. Anyone can do this if you have a Mac. The only limits are your imagination and the ability or inability to take the creative capacity of your computer to the edge. Don’t be afraid, have fun with the programs. That’s why they are there, for you to explore your own artistic size as it relates to digital media. Take an idea, and create. Don’t do it for anyone else, who cares what they think, do it for YOU. Enjoy the vid, share, rate, helps get it around the internet. More songs to come. I just updated all my Mac software, so I have some ideas for some fun projects I’d like to put together and share. What a great time we are in right NOW, take it all in while you can. Wide eyes open. Love to all. 

LYRICS:

 I could be a shadow
In the light I’ll be behind you

When the glow is shallow
There’s a halogen inside you
It eclipses through me
When it’s you I see, you I see
The ellipsis stills me

And every turn I follow
We’re dancing with our shadows
And every turn I follow
We’re dancing with our shadows

Red sky narrow
Muted night and nothing comes through
Yeah I know I don’t know
Couldn’t care enough to try to
But you speak with lips sealed
It’s just how I feel, how I feel
And the absence is too real

And every turn I follow
We’re dancing with our shadows
And every turn I follow
We’re dancing with our shadows

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Storm is Coming

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Premise: January 30, 2013, a series of tornado-spawning thunderstorms race across the Midwest U.S. There is a report of an unknown man losing his life while trying to shelter himself from the fury of these storms. His name is not given, nor his location, but the story is based on fact. Whether or not it pertains directly to this unfortunate soul, others have perished in similar fashion countless times throughout the history of these natural disasters. Digest this information accordingly. Thanks for reading.

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The wind picks up. This guy is just out on his land, doing his thing, but what was his thing this day? Maybe he was on his farm, doing farm things, but what about that moment? Maybe having a smoke, petting his dog, in those final moments that he was unaware were his final moments, what was going on with this poor unfortunate guy? We can only speculate. Like I said, whatever he was doing, around him the wind gets stronger, then stronger, then louder and stronger. He looks up and notices the sky looks quite dark and violent. He sees the trees really starting to move, maybe hears thunder and lightning mixing in with the ever-growing force of the wind. Now he must be thinking, “This is getting a little crazy.” Or was he? Did he just not take it too seriously until the last minute? Or did it come up so fast that he had only so far he could go to try to escape? In his own world to himself, there he was, one lone little being against an over-whelming force of nature. What exactly happened?

Let’s say that he just was so into his own world that he thought it wasn’t going to be as serious as it was, until it was too late. Here he was, going about his own personal trip, then the weather gets strange. But by the time he realizes the unusuality of this weather, it becomes violent. He realizes that now he is in a very precarious situation. The wind is really blowing now, and he hears a high-pitch noise, like a distant train getting exponentially closer by the second. He looks around, there is only a shed to protect from the elements. He instinctively hides inside, assuming that the safety of any shelter would fare better than an outright open struggle against the wrath of nature’s fury. What could be going through his mind; thoughts of the immediate safety of this hiding spot, thoughts of those he loves, thoughts of not surviving, fear, or does he let go, does he pray? Then the wind gets so loud he becomes deaf, all gets dark, everything shakes, a lot of chaos and commotion, intense violence, all in a few seconds, yet time makes it seem like a little eternity before whoosh, and he’s gone away with the storm. All of the horror over seemingly as quick as it began. And now he’s just a death, a casualty, just in the wrong place at the wrong time or the right place at the right time depending on your perspective of everyone’s individual role in this existence. 

Now let’s also ponder if it all happened so fast, he had even less time to contemplate his dire situation. Here he is, on his trip as before, doing whatever it was he was doing. He is really into his current job or task or melodrama that he fails to notice the sky above him changing rapidly. He senses the wind but dismisses it as normal, just the front before an everyday thunderstorm. Nothing to get too worried about. Suddenly, the wind whips really strong, and then another even stronger gust, enough to get his attention, then the high-pitch noise seems to come from nowhere and be right upon him. Everything becomes a vortex of destruction around him. The noise becomes overbearing; sounds of trees breaking, the roaring of the tornado, death upon you. He dives into this little shed, mistakingly assuming that it can shield him from the fury of this monster. There is no time to think of anything, himself, those he loves, tomorrow, he is in pure adrenal survival mode. The darkness ensues. For a moment, the shed holds and maybe he gets a fraction of time to have a thought of something, of anything. But by the time that thought is finished, the whoosh comes for him, the infinite loudness grows quiet as he leaves his shell and this mortal coil. 10 minutes earlier, he would’ve never imagined this for himself, now here he is, gone with the wind. 

   Either way you choose to look at it, I hope you all have gained some perspective on how sacred time is and how none of your time should be taken for granted. At any moment, it can all change so very fast. This poor soul was here, and now he is not. One can look at it and think, “It was just his time.” One can also look at it as just another freak occurrence. The fact is that I didn’t know this guy. He may have been a total asshole and a waste of life and so his departure will be missed by no one. He may have also been the sweetest fellow in the world, a good father, noble brother, wise grandfather. Maybe he wasn’t old enough to be any of those, maybe he still had a lot of life left. The story gives no detail, no age, no location, no name. The story may not even be real, but this story has happened many times before, so for me to illustrate it holds true regardless of when and where and who. Just thought I would give you all some food for thought today as these storms continue to unfurl across the US heading East. I have immortalized this poor guy’s tragedy in words that go beyond his soon-to-be-made tombstone and his forthcoming obituary. Despite who he may or may not have been, I’ll give that to him for losing his life to Mother Nature. May he fare well wherever his soul may be. Stay alert and stay informed, eyes wide open. Love to all.