Conspiracy Geeked

I became exposed to The Abyss through the works of Neitszche, Crowley, and also some writing called The Dark Night of The Soul...  These 3 angles; theologic, psychologic, and mystic, all served to create for me a practical symbolism by which to structure myself so as  to weather the storm, so to speak.

The storm has raged far longer than any book can describe...

Along the way, I have grasped at numerous, weak handholds in hopes of finding some form of support in this trying time.  As a poet, it suites me none to have my creativity sapped.  As a human, it suits me none to have my desire to interact with the world equally sapped - to the point of near extinction.

I have become disillusioned in my pursuit of knowledge, and also of an understanding of the world around me that I just can't seem to get.  There have been so many dead-ends which I had believed in, so many people and doctrines.  In the end, most proved hollow, especially the people.

From time to time, there have been books that "mattered".  One of them that left an impression, and often is recalled in times of stress, is called The Little Black Book.  I found it at a store on South Street in Philadelphia.  I couldn't tell you where I lost it.

The first page of this tiny, little, black book, said something like "It's not what a book says that matters, but rather what the book DOES."  I believe in that.  This attitude has helped me to better navigate the stormy seas of Enlightenment.  A teacher I studied under was a big advocate of Know Your Authors.  Religious beliefs, politics, affiliations...  These factors are major players in the defining of a person, and the person who writes is the source, therefore I don't think it's good to take in just anyone's work.  Some are accurate in their research, and practical in their application of philosophy.  There is no apparent agenda behind the person, other than the desire to share knowledge, and maybe make a buck or two to support themselves along the way.

Then, there are others out there, The Stressful-Kind.  These are the cult-leaders, the self-appointed iconic figures who are no more enlightened than other Monarchy-minded elitists.  They use clever tongues to sway the audience into a form of blind allegiance.  When challenged, they resort to anger.  They avoid direct confrontation.  They use manipulations like guilt or appeal to vanity to draw in followers.  They have a lot of "friends" on their pages, and many titles under their belts.  They know who to know, what to say, and when to say it.  Inside, they are dead... The just want attention, fame, control.  These writers, both present and dead, are my biggest thorn in my side.  I may actually HATE them, to be honest.

I feel as though I have been wandering in a dark and creepy place, full of jokesters and pesky little devils.  I am tired, and just want to feel the sun upon my face again, but I continue through the "abyss" that is my Life's Journey at the moment..  I have grown slightly paranoid, beyond the level of weary awareness.  I have grown short-tempered with those beyond my inner circle of One, of myself.  I distrust because I know others to be selfish, to be liars...

But, this isn't actually a blog about my feelings, or my frustrations.  I'm writing this to say that it is my opinion, after close analysis, and interaction with some of the figures interviewed, you really should read Conspiracy Geek, by Joan d'Arc.  I know that there are more skeptics reading these words, than there are blind followers.  I know that you don't want someone to tell you what's in a book to get you to buy it, but I think if you knew WHY  it's worth owning, you might go ahead and pick up a copy today.  Maybe two, you can give the gift of Knowledge and Art!

See, Joan doesn't take her easy poise and vast knowledge of anthrpologic subjects, or the things that go bump in the day to steer the reader into Belief.  Though you can tell that this author is well learned, you will be hard pressed to find preaching, in ANY of her books.  I have read The Hunter Gatheress Journals, Phenomenal World, almost every issue of Paranoia and Paranoid Women Collect Their Thoughts.  I've also had the fortunate opportunity to communicate with the author directly on a few occasions, and no matter what angle I poked from, she never become the Cult Leader that is lurking behind the public veneer of so many of our favorite "conspiracy theorists".  I really hate that term.  I've provided her with the opportunity to soapbox me to death, and in the end, it was probably only I that ever took advantage of that opportunity.  Yes, I hate in others that which I hate in myself.  I am soap-box prone.

So, when she asked me to review Conspiracy Geek, I was super-excited.  Except, I don't really know how to write a review.  Plus, even if I had something bad to say about the book, I'd have a hard time saying it, even nicely. So, I did those brief reviews of a few chapters and posted them here.  It was fun, to try and not sound like a reviewer while doing just that!  But, that's not what I was asked to do...

I can't effectively tell you about every topic covered, nor can I do a chapter by chapter report of the entire book.  I end up just re-writing, re-inventing the wheel.  There are just too many incredible intereviews, and Joan's elegantly styled prose with which she took me through numerous thought processes that ultimately enlightened me to the struggles others endure, places I've never had the opportunity to see in the U.S.A. and era-defining strangeness that can't be swept under enough layers of rug.  And some conspiracies that were new to me, even though I thought I had heard them all by now!

The interviews are priceless.  She has an easy air when running through extremely difficult topics with a who's who of conspiracy and alt. researching.  While keeping the flow of the exchange interesting, she also manages to leave the interviewee enough wiggle room to really let us know who they are!  That is so important.  With the subject matter being of such great interest to me, I used the book as a starting point to get to know many of the figures I have come across over the years.  I was pleased to get to know some folks by reaching out to them via their various web presences.  A few people proved amazing, and I became further disillusioned by the phony shallowness of a person or two as well.  However, the disillusionment was short lived, because by the time I was done reading Conspiracy Geek and looking into people who have been slowly reeling me in over the years, I had regained strength and tolerance.  Though I was disappointed to find that my heroes are all human like me, it was a useful, and fast way, to come to know what I am dealing with, and make informed decisions on who to continue to read, and who to shelve forever.

I won't get into who I like or dislike out of the interviews in the book, but I can say that the dislikes are for outnumbered.  Though I won't endorse or condemn anyone Joan interviewed, I will say that Joan has outdone herself and continues to earn her place on my bookshelf and in my brain.  The entire book is intriguing, and there is ample room to return to chapters-past and re-read, so it's worth owning.  This isn't a book, it's a tool, a viewer to see into the personalities of some of the underground's most potent voices...  You will not be disappointed, even though you may find yourself falling out of love with a writer or two before you are finished.  You owe yourself the Truth, though, and there is no reward sweeter, even if the Truth may be a bit ugly...  Truth gets me through my "Abyss", maybe that is evidence of potency within that books pages that one just can't deny.  While I won't say you'll find all of your answeres in CONSPIRACY GEEK, I can assure you there are useful tools to aid you in your travels!

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Pennsylvania Loves It's Kids! Yet again, publicly, permanently, and with nipples.

Of all the hot topics in the media, this one bugs me severely.  Don't fully know why, but the subtlety of the invasion of privacy, and asserted morality involved in the upholding of this law is so blatantly Orwellian in it's tone that it freaks me out a little.  There is such a vast difference between teens taking pictures for one another and child-pornography, so to even bring up the second is a farce to throw people off of the trail of breadcrumbs to what the hell is happening.  It's a moral dictatorship, staffed by many, and running on an auto-pilot, or so it seems. I am 100% against the idea of children sending each other any sexually suggestive self-pics.  I know these can be troubling issues for any one of us for many reasons, and I am intentionally NOT getting into the case itself for just that reason.  Personally, I would flip if that was my daughter that the following is related to!  On her, on the media, and on the Governor...

"Before Gov. Tom Corbett signed the new law in October, such conduct would have been a felony. But the new law allows a lesser summary charge - similar to a traffic ticket - for juveniles older than 12 who send such images with no intent to harass another or to distribute the image."   from the York Daily Record. http://www.ydr.com/state/ci_22306279/2-teens-cited-sexting-under-new-tiered-law  (Traffic tickets for risque 13 year old children that are acting like they see on tv all day every day?  Summary offenses are handed out in volume in PA.  They are a part of every local economy, and are also the gateway drug to a lifetime of recidivism in Pa's 50+ adult prisons, not to mention the many many juvenile exploitation camps that PA uses to start 'em young.  Lovely.  That will save us all, not make the youth mad and start flipping out due to the human version of "opposition reflex".)

The above quote is one that terrifies me.  It show the tactic of bringing some new legislation to the table as an extremist, that way a lesser measure that is still unacceptable suddenly seems like it's feasible.  Choosing the lesser evil is NOT the way to roll.

What is wrong with children being punished by parents at home?  How did the boy and girl get caught?  Did another adult come across the image, and instead of contacting the parents, they rallied other adults to look at the "pornographic" image of an under age girl?  Is this not perverse in practice?  I see it as such.

The System, as I generically refer to the myriad of parts that our actual system is made of, is telling us that, they have no faith in the ability of our parents.  It means citizens have been deemed useless and without moral compass.  They are using law to parent...  That means we have totally lost our freedom, and "They" are in our home totally and to stay.

If you are a parent, I'd love to know what you think.  Do you prefer to handle your daughter sending a topless picture of herself on your own, or do you like the idea of it forever becoming evidence in the toolbox of Politicians?  Do you think you can handle explaining to your daughter that it was and will forever be stupid, and that once she sends something like that it never goes away nor can she ever be sure if the recipient will always be trustworthy even if "but we love each other! Dang!"?  In that one discussion, a lesson of "permanence" can be taught, as well as a subtle opportunity to instill modesty without the negative reinforcement of Shame.  Without the incident becoming actually and unnecessarily permanent...

This is just sick, and is evidence of an increased presence of govt. in our own homes on a deeply invasive level.  There is no money in the "cure" of what ails our culture.  But there is plenty of cash to be made off the exploitation of our children, and the juvenile justice system is the biggest purveyor of the Innocent which the underground sex and child exploitation trade networks have ever had as an ally. Now there is shade, even in light of day.

Thoughts on "The Deconstruction of Everyday Life", by Joan d'Arc in her new book "CONSPIRACY GEEK"

        She calls the piece "The Deconstruction of Everyday Life", however I believe it could be called, "Memoirs of The Creator".  Joan d'Arc certainly maintains her tongue-in-cheek pose while bringing to the table some of the most difficult questions, and also answers.

I began reading "The Deconstruction of Everyday Life" with expectations, as a friend of mine had sounded excited when suggesting I read it.  So, I did.  I'm already reading "CONSPIRACY GEEK", so there was no harm to be had of reading in the same irregular order I was already reading it in, just differently.

Immediately, I was confused.  I said, "Wait, is this a fictional story or is this a thesis?".  I didn't know. So I read on, paragraph after paragraph of finely-woven wording, expressing the impossible question of "Why?".

Immediately I was taken in by the stark harshness of her description of nihilism in everyday life.  She simply states it to be a frame of mind "where no action is preferable to any other".  I felt, things, as I read these words stitched into the tapestry of the whole in waves of undulating, conscious expression that seemed to tarry on the side of sorcery, rather than a matter to be reduced to the category of fiction or official.

I began to feel fear of this woman.  These words were too powerful.  She shouldn't have this power. I read on.

The pointlessness of my everyday life became evident.  The emptiness of my motion, the lack of passion in my action.  Life, the rite of existing in the physical form, had been hollow for a long time, and I know that.

To read the same thing I often feel, and not even know that to be the reason for my "fear"; well, that is even more power, is it not?  And I read on, against my conscious Will, it seemed.  What magic IS this?!

Then, in one fell swoop, the significance of the seemingly-useless became clear.  The power that inactivity, as well as activity, has over the world around a person is tremendous, which is demonstrated by Joan d'Arc's use of Gerard Duprey.

I don't know who the man is, except for the unpleasant impression of the man's overall existence that I derived from inside the lines of Joan's wildly-flying magic carpet ride of literature.  He sounded slovenly, apathetic, and utterly useless; though intelligent.

My instability began to settle, and I drew nearer the end.  Mind you, this is only a short piece.  Yet one hell of a ride!  In the few pages of "The Deconstruction of Everyday Life" , I felt more, was moved further, and had the most intense "AH HA!" moment in many years.

This slob-of-a-loser-guy, this lethargic Duprey, gave Joan the fuel needed to show me that even in the state of inactivity, presence and thought are enough to make things happen; to create.  She showed me, for a moment, what it was to be a creator, by inducing both understanding of the base-human  "side of the coin", and somehow granting me a moments' detachment from all of that, through her crafting of this piece, so that I may really say "Oh, I see."  I still can't express what I saw, am seeing, and wish I could just give to you, now. The activity we often think necessary to make something happen.  The activity I have found is important... Only when it is.

Though I wouldn't opt to be a motionless mover, I can see how in Duprey's inactivity (which wasn't really inactivity and that may make him a bit of a contradiction in his self) has had effect.  A ripple grew from his laying on the kitchen floor, snapping and pointing at the help, which reminds me of the term "thought-forms".  This glimpse, and the practical way Joan applied her craft to expressing to the reader that there is reason to feel good, even if right now things seem bleak.  She teaches how to be a creator, even if only in our own small ways.  She gives us the formula of having a moment's peace, and if a moment can be achieved, a life-time can be aspired towards. In that is the Power.  With that, my fear ceased to exist.  I put it back down.

The New Macarthyism

Macarthyism isn’t dead. The new version goes something like this: "Do you identify with, or sympathize with the cause of the Taliban? Or, do you know anyone who does? How do you feel about suicide? Women’s rights? Do you use a toothbrush?" etc. Then, They try to give you a job spying on U.S. citizens. Sounds like old tricks to me.

a little essay brought on by insomnia

Faith vs Religion

Many people equate Faith with Religion. Were that the case, I’d be a religious man, and I’m not. Really, I despise religion. So many people are hurting, or hurt others, in the name of their religions. In Islam, I’d been taught that "faith is speech and action. Speech of the heart and tongue, action of the heart, tongue, and hands." It is also taught that "knowledge precedes faith". I deduce that the knowledge comes from being a part of a religion, by studying it’s doctrinal intricacies. Therefore, one doesn’t necessarily need faith to be religious, but one does need knowledge to have Faith. An old Sufi saying goes that one should pray "until they know for a surety". I take this to mean that once a person gets to a certain point, the religion should fall away, leaving knowledge-based faith rather than dogma and rhetoric.

Faith has no denomination or boundaries. Faith is actually more scientific, while religion itself is based upon blind following and discourages excessive knowledge which could bring the knowledgeable to usurp the throne, which is why it is discouraged that one should study "from the cradle to the grave, even as far as China." (old Islamic saying, now denied by the Saudi-backed Wahabbi sect and others)

In Faith, one can stand alone, however in religion the individual no longer exists. They become part of a fold, a non-entity. This must create a powerful group consciousness, and I think that this is what will push the world over the edge into what many expect; The End of Days. But mankind can’t destroy what he himself didn’t create, so it can’t happen. The wars can. The anti this, christ that can, but ultimate destruction? I doubt it. And if it does so be it. It won’t be "god", it’ll be a huge explosion and nuclear winter. Man as god will destroy shit. This, I have Faith in.

On False Gods and Using Logic

One’s biggest oppressor is self. This often results in the deification of outside forces. Many deem others responsible for their plight, yet others have no true power. The power of becoming lies within. The power to build. The power to destroy. Just as we create our own boundaries, we can create our own way. The most formidable adversaries one has are those one deems to be superior to Self. Certainly, these outside forces will tell you that superiority dwells within them. They claim greater ability, station in life. They claim greater wealth, strengrh, and intelligence, making many intimidated. Or they become so impressed by their ability to live up to those claims, thus a fear is instilled of these forces.

This is deification, and this is the greatest folly of mankind. For many, the ability of Self is begun to be realized through faith and religion. However, in the wrong context, the following of religion can become yet another blockade in the process of the evolution of Self
Many enter into the institution of faith in the same manner as they had lived before that point. They begin to deify their sect or faction. They elevate prophets and messengers, scholars, priests, imams and rabbis and teachers, and so on. Now, rather than allowing one’s Self to self oppress, one deifies a religious figure. Of Course, when one does it in the name of god rather than money or power it is certainly easier to justify. However, the damage can be great, and sometimes irreversible.

Those who choose peace and freedom are often shunned, outcast, deemed heretic or innovator, and they become the focal point of the attacks of zealots. They are set out upon by all sides, to be dissuaded from their own cause. Dissuaded isn’t what the zealots call it, though. The call it saved.

The outcast claims to be correct, as does the zealot. So how do we know? In a time where all things are murky and clouded, how is one supposed to choose and trust in any way which is presented? Are we really expected to? When everyone has an argument, backed by so-called proofs, how is it that we are supposed to cling to any one way? In this time of chaos and confusion, what remains is to look inward, into ones self, for salvation. Is such an approach really punishable by eternal damnation? Certainly, if any one of these groups held a preciously unique gem of truth, I could see adherence. Yet, ALL of them build upon one factor of great magnitude: God. The definition of it differs from group to group in many ways.
One must certainly deal in the lowest common denominator; that all life has a point of origin described as God. Acceptance of this should lead to the question "Who is god?" Certainly believing that this god who existed before creation of the physical universe is to believe in a force and not a being. And consensus among those who believe in a god-source is that God is all knowing, all seeing, all wise. Many attribute a physical self to god. This is ridiculous. So, a physical being had, at one time, been free floating, alone and in a void, then just decided to create? This leads one to consider the question of where the matter which comprises this god comes from, which negates the belief that this god is the creative force and source of all matter. However, the contemplation of the universe, once reasoning is applied, can lead one to believe that the universe does have a point of origin. Even if one believes in haphazard developmental evolution, creation can become an easily accepted concept.

Many people delve into theories regarding the creator yet don’t even understand the creation. How can one better serve their creator-master than by understanding the realities of Self and its environment? To understand who you are may help you better understand why you are.
Scientists have decided that matter consists of certain units of substance called atoms. They have further discovered that atoms contain smaller parts called protons, neutrons, electrons, and nuclei. These are the basic building blocks of all things great and small. And, they then make up molecules which make up stuff. Combine a hydrogen molecule and two oxygen molecules, and you get water. Another combination and you get fire, and so on. Those things, you, me, plants and animals, are all made up of atoms which are the lowest common denominator in creation.. Though all created things differ in ways, but the most notable difference between humans and water is free-will. We believe in, and prove daily, our ability to make choices.

Choices… For a human , choices are multi-faceted. They can be constructive or destructive. They can make or break a person, as all choices result in reaction. But where do our choices come from? Many believe that spirit, our eternal essence, is what allows us to make choices, and that spirit comes form god. Some say it is created and totally separate from the creator. Others say it is the essence of god, "breathed" into us therefore making us an extension of god. Some say our spirit dictates our actions and that at some point all humans will be resurrected and gathered for a Judgment, the outcome of which depends upon the spirit during it’s incarnation period.

How can this be? How can we each be resurrected when nature shares matter? When I consume food, vegetable or animal, I consume the parts another creature was composed of.. I eat plants which have grown feeding on the matter of other decomposed matter, and in turn, when I die, my matter will decompose and be consumed by something else. Think about that. Understand Self.

There is a whole physical realm which we consciously exist in and should strive to understand. Instead, people consume themselves with the unseen, unknown, and unprovable. They do this to escape the realities which they allow to defeat them, because they deify so many things external. They hide from themselves, memorize and recite doctrines, and feel elevated. How does this serve that god? By ignoring the life one has. to strive for a live which is written of but not yet here, is neglectful. Neglected homes fall to ruin and become condemned. So do neglected lives.
Our society is so superficial and people know it. They struggle against themselves so as to be "unique". However there can never be uniqueness because of the lowest common denominator; atoms. Rather, by accepting our own nature, learning about it’s intricacies, and realizing absolutely that everything is connected, we gain footing and insight into life!

Of course, as creatures of free-will, our responsibility is greater than just knowing our physical nature. We must master our spirit. How? Learn Self. Stop trying to be, and become. What do YOU believe? Is it realistic, or romantic? Is it natural, or a ridiculous concept which opposes logic? Once a person gets over the lies and indoctrination, they become more sensitive and can feel what’s real. Within Self, the keys to the locked doors to understanding exist. Man, know thy self.

Thought on learning disabilities

There seems to be a lot of learning disabilities these days. ADHD, ADD, and dyslexia just to name a few. As I sat at the feet of my teacher, we discussed these things in great depth.

One possible cause that we’ve considered for dyslexia is simply the fact that, unlike ours, many if not most eastern scripts were written right to left, as well as some being vertical! These are older cultures than the existing European and American cultures, and their writing goes back further than ours. Even the cuneiform is said to have began being read other than left to right, and only in the 3rd Century BCE did it become a left to right script. The theory is that it made it easier to write, though not necessarily to read. Basically, what I’m saying is that when the art of writing was developed, not taught as it is after development, people would have done it in a way that came NATURALLY, not in opposition to their nature. Frequently, as I’d mentioned, this was left to right, as in the Arabic and Hebrew. Now, children and adults suffer from the inability to read right to left, or simply view things backwards. Why? Could it be that their nature is rising and overpowering their nurture?

Another topic that bothers me is ADD and ADHD. There are as many theories as to the "problem" as there are pills. What if the answer is that, on a sub-conscious level, the children know it’s all bullshit. The human race is clearly changing. Could the inability to sit and take in the old fables of history and language arts be a sign that the old is out, and the new being is coming in? There is a saying in Islam that "every child is born in a state of fitrah (a natural state), but their parents make them [otherwise]" Is the ADD/ADHD phenomenon simply nature rebelling against nurture yet again? Man can suppress things all he wants, but in the end, nature always wins. I was taught that when we go against our own nature, we wage a war against Nature as a whole, and that is a war we can never win.

Anunnaqi and You

Anunnaqi and You

Greetings of Peace to the Reader. My name is Nuwbunun (New-boo-noon) and this is my one of my first non-poetic posting.

I have so much to say, yet can hardly decide where to begin. The topic is controversial, and not just to the sheeples. It's one that causes discord amongst us "smart folks", and it seems that I'm in the minority as to my position regarding anything Anunnaqi. Lately, probably due to books like the Necronomicon's release in the '70s which makes the beings called "Anunnaqi" out to be demons, yet it isn't in the Gate Chants translations that the Anunnaqi are "terrible", rather it is always in the "glue" an author uses between them. The translations read more or less like any other scripture, and the transliterations read like any other western, wanna-be scholar has written, tainted by a Roman "good and evil" ideal. And now I'm just being mean. So, before I continue, I suppose it's only right that I share a bit of my credentials.

I had a .01 gpa in high school, which I maintained steadily until the day I was expelled. I've been strung out, homeless, and spent ample time in prison. I'm a published poet also. Pure luck, let me tell you. I have no resources to cite, and I won't go looking for quick snippets to justify my words and works. I have studied the Rosicrucion teachings from Rosicrucion books and a pre-initiate course, Freemasonry under a Mason, and Magic under both a Satanic Witch and 2 self-proclaimed Chaos Magicians. I've also been fortunate enough to study Islam under a born Muslim in America who begin his life in another country embattled by sectarian violence, Qabballah under a qabballist, the 5%er doctrine with a 5%er, N.O.I under an ex-member, and have had the dubious honor of learning numerous Masonic degrees from various orders from the aforementioned Mason. I'm an arrogant prick, and I am the resource material, sorry. I am an empath, have strong intuition, have visions and have no regard for the status quo. Oh, and the feds- when they tried to recruit me- say I have a great ability for pattern recognition. I suppose they know what they are talking about, since they noticed and ignored so many patterns at flight schools pre-9/11. I say all that to say this; You can't demonize an entire class of Inter-dimensional Beings just because it sounds good. In the past it sounded good to burn alleged Witches. There was a little event called the Crusades that shows what demonizing and self-righteousness can do for us as well.

I'd like to tell an Annunaqi story, based upon the oral traditions I'd received and some further study from a very special translation of the Enuma Elish, which seems to have fallen into a memory hole.. Sorry 'bout that. Blame the Anunnaqi. So anyway, The Gods had a plan, and that plan was simple. Come to Earth, then called Qi, and use the primitive beings that were upon Her to mine for a precious metal needed to repair their atmosphere which had become damaged in war. Their's was the planet Rizq, in the 19th galaxy called Illyuwn. Rizq is in a 3 Sun solar system. Think about how our 1 sun is burning our asses out now that our ozone layer has become deficient! Anyway, so these inter-dimensional beings come here to find humim beings, which They attempted to enslave and make them do work. Well, due to the lack of intellect, it was actually difficult to do it, so They began to experiment on a genetic level. There were many failures. Finally They got desperate enough to do something drastic; speed up our evolution by introducing Anunnaqi DNA into our own! Viola! The missing link! This expains things like latent abilities and higher senses, to me at least.

I don't claim to be a Master Teacher, and I may have shit all wrong, but it makes sense to me. We became Hu-man. Now, we demonize our Creators, Yes, as in all pantheons, there are Agreeable and Disagreeable players, but isn't that the case even in your own family?

There are many traits humans exhibit which science either can’t explain, or can yet denies the existence of. I refer to latent abilities many, if not all, of us have such as intuition, telepathy, clairvoyance, telekinesis, and at least one other that I can’t think of. These abilities are due to a genetic marker embedded in the DNA of each of us, and even correspond to certain "useless" organs and glands which physicians are quick to remove. The main gland is one which is missing in many people; the barathary gland, which enables telepathy with one another and also with inter-dimensional entities, including but not limited to the Anunnaqi. The Bible makes an allusion towards this in the story of Enos, the first human being that was unable to communicate directly with "God". This was due to the removal of the gland. Clearly there was a genetic modification done as well, otherwise the gland would’ve resurfaced immediately in the generations that followed him. Point is, where did these abilities people have come from? The religions of the world, especially Judaism, Christianity, and Islam condemn the traits as the devil’s work. Science remains skeptical, yet some of us KNOW people who have one or more of the abilities! Why are they covered up? What is the status quo trying to conceal? I assert that to admit to the true nature of humans would be to admit to the flaws in religious doctrine and to the reality of our creation.

Someone asked me once if I thought the Anunnaqi are benevolent entities? I said both yes, and no. If it is true that they created us, then there is benevolence in the fact that we weren’t destroyed. Personally, I think that they have left us to our own devices as an experiment to see what happens. Earth is quarantined until we get over our base natures. The young have shown tremendous growth at times, and through our nurture some have regressed further into an animal like state. We’ve made the planet safe, with our seat belts and safety switches, so that now, even the weak and dumb survive. Our compassion for one another, coupled with being misled, have made us to lose focus on what’s important; the regaining of our higher Self to catapult our species off of this sphere and into an intergalactic federation. Maybe the year 2012 is the deadline, and we really will be destroyed for being stupid.

Overstanding Dreams of Redemption

Overstanding Dreams of Redemption

A 2o foot serpent fell from the sky.
Landed dead on a desolate back-block,
laid out low on the same kinda block I used to get high.
At first I thought it was a Cobra,
and by the Neteraat I'd been forsaken.
No, it was an anaconda,
Praises be to the Most High that I was so greatly mistaken!
It's taken just short of 1 year for this dream's meaning to become clear.
As soon as I surrendered my burden, my dis-ease,
I found my time to ascend had been ever so near.
By midnight candlelight, my vision has cleared,
with ancient chantings recently overtaken
by the lame, the queer.
Strange tongues numbed,
sedate exhilaration of samadhi.
I continue to raise vibrations to Orion
until the day I’m released from this body.


Nuwbunun The Black Lotus 10/21/08 ( this poem is the overstanding of "Misunderstanding The Damaged One"
Dig the process of clarifying within Self!)

Misunderstandings of the Damaged One

Misunderstanding of the Damaged One

Last night, 20 foot Cobra fell from the sky.
When I awoke, it's meaning was revoked.
So now, amidst this sea of creativity I'm swimming
in I'm giving in as the memory of this dream is evoked.
Me and the Serpent hadn't spoke.
Only did I see it fall, land violently,
laying there stretched out straight,
20 feet of wisdom waiting silently.
I dare to perceive the number which is 20....
Or was it One? One Cobra?
Maybe 2? I and 1,
but that leaves more math to do.
Now I must fulfill the obligation to the cipher that remains.
Simply with that realization, mystery revealed, divinity proclaimed!
When I and one, one become as 2 then there is cipher.
Mind you, though deadly,
Cobra is no Viper. Cobra is Eye,
and I am NOT Viper.
Eye and I entwined,
2 in a cipher.
20 feet of cobra, which fell from the sky...
Though deadly, Wisdom's never viper.

Programming in 3s

My poetical flow attacks with facts that lame cat's can't grasp
and self-proclaimed pros only theoretically know.
Men of religion envision me dipped in sin from without to within
shining with a heretical glow.
But I'm not the foe.
Even if I spoke slow and put on a show laced with lifeless rap and back to back tracks of impractical common jargon,
really, I'd STILL hit you with more than you bargained.
There's a thin margin, between life and lies.
All the smoke and mirrors held together by etherial ties, and when the countdown goes from 720 to zero, you will die.
You seek the answer to "Why?",
but when you hear it you defy.
And that's crazy, it's like the thing you fear is blue sky!
It's that simple,
so get your hard-heeled shoes tied while I run you through time
and try to get you to climb mountains of knowledge.
I mean lessons deeper than fools seek from Ivy League college.
First I'm gonna expose what the secret to it ALL is...
Simplicity.
You listening?
Simplicity!
I think you're missing me.
You get shook and run to your crew and bite my back and try dissing me.
Maybe it's time you stop sipping communion wine and look at his-story.
Back to back volumes of elitist mystery,
and each one holding down a Trinity.
Like, two satellites in orbit around a divinity.
Recently it was Bullwinkle, Natasha and Boris.
Or go back, way back,, to Osiris, Isis, and Horus.
All these rules of three laid out before us!
So blatently repetitive, how the hell can you ignore this?!
Come on, let's you and me explore this.
Let's try and see if we can score a few more hits.
Like Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
or jelly butter and breakfast toast!
You got houseguest, lunch, and an excellent Host.
Do you see what I'm saying, are you even coming close?
Let me hit you again quick and make you sick with the overdose.
You've got Muhammad, Jabri'el, and Allah azawajell.
In Catholocism, there's purgatory, heaven and hell.
And now there's a trinity we know so well;
Illuminati judge, his peers for jury, and the bestower of death.
In this trial of life I'm the defense.
It's so not right and I object!
Now that you had a chance to reflect, is your head heavy on your neck?
Are you ready to face the nation you take place in and pack your bags to defect?
Jesus wept too, maybe for the same reasons as you.
Maybe he looked into the abyss of indoctrination and saw right through!
But if you're still holding the hand-rails on the trolley of mental folley riding the fast line to hell - afraid to let go of the lies you know so well - I'ma tell you the secret,
THE TRUE FACTS OF REALITY WILL PREVAIL!
The reflected light of the star of the morning, once bright, grows pale.
It's about time to tell A-nu tale.
Time to paint a picture of fact that won't mislead the masses,
and won't have people believing in poisonous gasses.
See, I made a choice once and grasped this.
Now I can't rest 'til this Test is Mastered.
And all my goal is is to divert this Earth from imminent disaster.
'Cause right now this place is run by bastards
who know their moms but not their pops.
Shit, we're ALL gonna know when their horns are exposed
in the shadow of the flash of a thermonuclear blast if their baby-boy bomb drops. (father, son, holy ghost)
But the clock's arms won't stop,
spinning round 360 degrees back to the top twice making 720 degrees, right?
And only after the 6,000 years will it be revelaed the cream of the crop.
Now let me ask you this, has your fantasy stopped?