The Alienork Way – Understanding The Danger Of Islam(+commentary)


All Christians should read this, to fully understand the Way of Islam. Matt Bracken is a wonderful writer and has hit the nail on the proverbial head. Do you have “Eyes that see.”?

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The Alienork Way – Understanding The Danger Of Islam
by Matt Bracken

My name is Naku. This is the story of my people, who live on the great Island of Plenty. Our island is so vast, and the need for travel so small, and it being very difficult to cross the high mountain ridges, people most often live near where they are born. Food is easy to grow or to pick everywhere and at all times of the year, and there are plenty of fish to catch as well. But from time to time a traveler might visit, sometimes by boat, and sometimes by climbing over the sharp-topped mountains between the numberless valleys. As you may suppose, because of the difficulty of distant traveling, news from afar does not travel quickly on the Island of Plenty.

But I did hear a few years earlier about some new people from the outside, people who had landed on the other side of our island, in the place we call Far Plenty. These new people were said to be very strange, and not so pleasant. They did some unusual praying at night, possibly to the moon. They were called the Alanok people, if the tales were truly reported. It was said that they had come from a very terrible island, an island full of war and hunger and catastrophe, and that they needed to find a new home where they could live in peace.

Now, on the Island of Plenty, we have two very important rules or laws that we must all always obey. The First Law of Plenty is that anybody can believe anything that they want to believe, or not believe anything they don’t want to believe, and that is okay, because all ideas are equal on the Island of Plenty. The Second Law of Plenty is that if you give kindness and plenty to other people, they should always give kindness and plenty to you in return. After all, it is the Island of Plenty, and the bounty should be shared. Why not? There is plenty for all. These Laws came from our distant ancestors, who once suffered wars and hunger, until they learned the Two Laws. Then, the Island of Plenty also became the island of peace and contentment.

So it is understandable that when the Alanok people escaped from a terrible place and first came to Far Plenty, that they should be warmly welcomed. The Alanoks had severe needs, and the people of Far Plenty possessed a great bounty to share with them. But, according to the rare visitors to our valleys, the Alanoks were rather strange, and unpleasant, and did something odd at night when the moon had risen.

That was all I knew about them, until the day came when a man about my age, with a very weak and sickly wife and a young daughter, climbed down the steep cliffs and crawled into our village almost at the point of perishing. His name was Napok, which means Hawk in your tongue, and he had the most incredible tale to tell. He had lived all of his life on the other side of Middle Plenty, in a valley almost as distant as Far Plenty. Napok and his wife and daughter had been driven out of his valley by the Alienorks, as he called them, barely escaping, most of his extended clan and family being wiped out.

This was a most alarming story. The Council of the Wise met at the Council Bluff by the sea to discuss the matter. Was Napok crazy-in-the-head insane? Was his presence here a danger to us? His tale was completely unbelievable. All of the tribes and clans of the Island of Plenty had learned to live in harmony many generations before. This was accepted and understood by everyone as the normal condition of all people. That the Alienorks could be so dangerous and violently aggressive was simply implausible. Clearly, Napok must be insane. Perhaps climbing over all the steep ridges and down the even steeper cliffs for many weeks had driven him mad.

It was decided that Napok and his wife and daughter could live with us in the middle valley of Near Plenty, but only if he stopped his bizarre public rantings about the Alienorks, being that his speeches of warning to passers-by were extremely disturbing, and upset everybody, especially the children. This demand was put to Napok, and with some reluctance he agreed to our conditions—no more crazy talk about the Alienorks. His family was given the hut that belonged to an old widow before she died. It turned out that Napok was quite good at making useful items from bark and vines, and soon we all had very nice foot coverings, that were especially useful for walking on shallow reefs and sharp rocks. Except for the occasional paranoid and conspiratorial whisper about the Alienorks, Napok was a fine addition to the people of Near Plenty. His wife was weak and frail, but his daughter, Nona, was pretty and popular with our young men. Some of them were courting her, hoping to be paired with her when she came of age, which would make Napok and his family a full part of the people of Near Plenty.

A few years after Napok joined us, another stranger, alone, climbed down the cliffs into the middle valley of Near Plenty. He was an old man with white hair and a white beard, but he was very fit and full of vigor for his age. His name was Amok, and he was the first person that I ever met of the Alanok people, as I called them then. He said he was of the Alienork people, just as Napok had pronounced their name. Amok didn’t seem to look so different from my people on the Island of Plenty, and he was rather pleasant and seemed as intelligent as any. He had certainly learned the tongue of the Island of Plenty very well. He told me that The Alienork Way was the way of peace, and that we would surely live together in harmony on the Island of Plenty.

Amok asked if he could stay with us near our village, and in return, he could give lessons in The Alienork Ways, and the Alienork tongue as well. He said it would be wise for us to learn these things. A volunteer teacher in the valley was always welcome. He could also teach anyone who wanted to learn about Far Plenty and other distant islands. At his request, we offered him an empty private hut. Amok was mostly quiet, didn’t eat much and caused no problems, but he did have a few peculiar requirements. First, he said that he needed a little more land for his hut, because he was required by his beliefs to pray to the moon anytime it was up at night. And to do this correctly, he needed to make a little ring or circle of stones around his hut, and this ring needed more space than he had been offered.

And also, he declared, it was the sacred custom of Alienork men to always wear a ceremonial dagger or sword on their belt, as a symbol of their manhood. The dagger of Amok was thin and as long as my arm from elbow to fingertip. He kept it tucked beneath a red sash around his waist. Unlike my people, who always wear the light wraparound pareo cloth, which also dries quickly, Amok wore a thicker robe of black cloth. He explained that the ring of stones and the sword and the moon singing and the black robe were all part of The Alienork Way. And, as Amok reminded me, because of our First Law of Plenty, we had to allow him to believe as he chose, which was, of course, completely true.

The Council of the Wise met and we decided that if Amok would agree to always obey the Two Laws, we would also comply with his wishes concerning his private beliefs. He readily agreed to this, so we let him take a fallow field over past the other bluff, and a group of our men even moved his hut over there for him. He then placed a circle of stones around his new dwelling, the circle being about five paces across from side to side. And sure enough, after nightfall and when the moon came out, he walked around the inside of his ring and he prayed a strange song like a lamentation. Otherwise, Amok was a normal man in most every respect, very wise and learned and well-traveled, and a good speaker of our tongue. He quickly attracted a following of our younger men, who trailed behind him as he walked along the beaches and he spoke of his Alienork ways, and as well he taught them the Alienork tongue.

Now, our prior visitor and long-time guest Napok was very upset by the introduction of the Alienork elder into our midst, and he came to me when I was alone at the lower fishing pool. He warned me not to trust Amok. He told me that everything that Amok said was a lie. It was very disturbing to me that Napok was acting crazy and paranoid again, and I considered if I should notify the Council of the Wise about the degrading condition of his mind. But on the other side, I had to admit that at least Napok had been correct about the ring of stones, and the moon singing. And the black robe. And the sword.

After a moon had passed, one morning when the village arose, we could see that there were now three huts where there had been only one hut for Amok, and the ring of stones was now about twenty paces across. A few of us villagers walked over out of curiosity, and we saw that Amok was now joined by two young men and a boy almost a man. Each of them wore a black robe, each with a sword longer than Amok’s in their red sash. I said to Amok, Grandfather, who are these people? And Amok said they are my nephews. They have escaped from Far Plenty, where there is currently much war and hunger. They need to have a new place to live in peace and safety. Do you see, Naku, that we have already erected more huts, so these newcomers will be no trouble at all? And Amok reminded us that the Second Law of Plenty demanded that we must extend our full bounty to these needy newcomers, and that they were very hungry after their long and difficult travels.

We began to walk over to inspect the new huts, to see how they were built in the Alienork method, but when our feet touched the ring of stones, the three new Alienork men became filled with sudden anger, and began to pick up other stones, and threw them at us! It even seemed as if they were aiming at us, intending to cause us actual pain and harm! We all retreated back into the trees. Finally, Amok came out of the circle of stones, his arms extended in apology. The new boys had seen much war and privation. They were a little jumpy. But, he said, we must understand that it is a part of The Alienork Way that we people of the Island of Plenty, whom Amok said the Alienorks call Notorks, should never, under any circumstance, ever enter inside of the circles of stones without a direct invitation. He said this in a pleasant way, but he made it very clear to us that there would be serious trouble if any Notorks intruded within the sacred Alienork stone rings uninvited.

On the other hand, Amok’s three nephews would walk freely through our village and our market, and even down by our pools for fishing and our pools for swimming, and when they walked among us, they spoke in their Alienork tongue in ways that suggested that they were insulting us. The also clucked their cheeks and wiggled their extended tongues at our women and girls in a quite disgusting manner. Some of our Near Plenty men became angry, and threatened the Alienork youths with violence if they did not stop their bad behavior, but the three drew their swords in a menacing manner at the approaching group of Near Plenty men, and both sides withdrew cautiously, the Alienorks throwing presumed curses and insults at our men in their tongue as they departed.

The Council met again, and I volunteered to speak to Amok about their bad behavior. I went to their circle of stones and called to him, and he came out to the ring. Opening his arms widely in welcome, he stated that I was bid to come inside as a special and valued guest and dear friend of a considerable time now. We walked into his hut, and that was the first time that I saw that there were not only the three new male Alienorks, but also about a hand of females, and that was only counting the females in Amok’s hut! These new females had never been seen outside of any hut, and not only that, but each one of them was squatting on the ground, completely covered by a black blanket extending to the ground! I only knew they were females by low keening wails that they made as they rocked front to back.

I exclaimed to Amok, what is the matter with your women, are they sick with a disease? I recoiled in alarm. Amok gently took my arm and led me to them. No, he said, they are not sick, but it is The Alienork Way that our women should stay inside our huts, and must always be covered in a black blanket when Notork men are near. Just as Notorks must never cross the sacred circle of stones without an invitation, Notorks must never see the uncovered Alienork women. This is The Alienork Way, he said.

Amok reminded me of our First Law about freedom of beliefs, and said that these beliefs are all part of The Alienork Way, and so they must be respected. I pondered this, and looked at the crouching women under their black blankets. I asked of Amok, said I, Elder, what of the freedom of belief of these women? Do they too agree with The Alienork Way? Amok crossed the small room, spoke sharply in the Alienork tongue, and nudged one of the women with his foot. All of the women in unison began to sing a strange high-pitched La-la-la-la-la song, until Amok nudged the nearest again, and they all stopped as one. You see, said Amok, this is how our women express that they are very happy. They prefer to live under their black blankets, inside of our huts, where they can feel safe from any harm. It is The Alienork Way, and you must respect our beliefs. I know, I agreed. It was our First Law again. All beliefs are equal.

I then said to Amok, your young men are causing great difficulties in the village and the market and at the pools. They are upsetting our women and they are angering our men. A big fight almost happened today, and it could have lead to the unimaginable: actual physical violence. Physical violence, which is the demon’s burning hell compared to the heaven of the Island of Plenty. Physical violence, which is the opposite and the antithesis of the Two Sacred Laws of Plenty.

Amok agreed with me that it was a most lamentable situation. But it was The Alienork Way that if Alienork men are around any women who are not covered by a black blanket, then the Alienork men may make such use of the women as they should so desire at that moment. This is a very important part of The Alienork Way, declared Amok with finality. If the Notork women and girls do not wish to experience the overtures of our healthy and strong young Alienork men, who are acting only according to nature, then they must indicate this feeling by wearing the black blanket, and by staying inside of the huts of their men.

I said to Amok that this is certain to cause a lot of problems, and that I am only a spokesman, and that the Council of the Wise will never agree to this. We decided to meet again, after the next meeting of the Council. Amok escorted me to the circle of rings, and wished me well. The Council met several times more, but no decision could be made. Napok also sought me out, and warned me in the strongest terms not to make any agreement with Amok, but to drive the Alienorks out of the middle valley of Near Plenty while we still could. He said that the Alienorks always lie, and that The Alienork Way is not peaceful, but the path of war and violence and slavery and death and conquest. I was beginning to suspect that Napok had been more right than wrong about the Alienorks, back when he first came to live with us with his wife and daughter. Indeed, our situation had changed much for the worse since the appearance of Amok.

In that time before the final decision of the Council, and on the first morning after the new sliver moon makes its brief appearance at nightfall, I went over to meet Amok, to ask a point of clarification for another member of the council. I also wanted to ask him if he was indeed telling me the truth when he had told me that The Alienork Way means peace. He met me at the edge of the circle of stones, but he did not invite me across it. I was astounded to see that the circle had been enlarged to at least one hundred paces across, and there were now more than two hands of huts, and many more men and older boys, all of them with swords in their sashes! Not only that, but I recognized two young Notork men among them, men who were now wearing the black robes, the red sashes, and the sharp metal swords of the Alienorks!

A crowd of these young men sauntered up behind Amok, and began saying words in the Alienork tongue that made me feel very much afraid for my safety. Some half-pulled their swords from their sashes, and others made the gesture of slitting their throats with a drawn finger, then pointing their fingers at me. One of the boys cried out, Notork—monkey-dung! These were the first words in our tongue that I had heard spoken by any of the Alienorks except for their elder, Amok. Obviously, Amok or one of the Notork men now dressed in the Alienork manner had taught them the insulting words. The other boys took up the chant: Notork—monkey-dung! Notork—monkey-dung! Notork—monkey-dung!

I was in a state of bewilderment and turmoil, and I forgot the questions that I had come to ask of Amok. He said that now, because there were many more Alienorks who had escaped from the wars and hunger in Far Plenty, they had need of many more huts, and their circle of stones now extended even into our village, and inside their sacred circle of stones, our own villagers must vacate their huts, or take them off, but either way, there must not be even one single Notork living within the circle of stones before the sun went down!

I said, Uncle, Elder, how can this be? You yourself said that The Alienork Way is the way of peace! Amok said to me that if we obeyed The Alienork Way, we would be able to live in peace. I said that our people did not want to live in The Alienork Way, that our people preferred to wear the cool and convenient wraparound pareo which dried quickly, and our women did not want to wear the black blankets and stay inside their huts. He said, then we will not have peace. Only if the Notorks comply with The Alienork Way, can there be peace. We Notorks must also live according to The Alienork Way, there is no choice in the matter. That is what Amok said.

Then I was burning with angry rage, but the newly-arrived Alienork men behind Amok were half drawing their swords, so I had to keep a calm face. From behind them the boys began to pelt me with pebbles and small stones, and they all chanted Notork—monkey-dung! at me, but I did not run away, instead I walked as normally as I could back to our village, pebbles striking my back and even my head, while inside my heart was filled with terror. Indeed, as Amok stated, their circle of stones now included the Alienork side of our very own village, snaking its way around a hand of our huts!

Napok came to see me urgently. He said that I must assemble all of our men and somehow produce or create or invent new weapons. We had no metal for swords, only sharpened bamboo stakes could be made quickly enough, but he said that we should none-the-less make them, and prepare to violently battle the Alienorks now, no matter the cost! What a shocking thing to say! Napok was clearly losing his mind again, due to the sudden stress of dealing with increasing numbers of our new Alienork visitors.

I immediately took the issue to the Council of the Wise. After much discussion, it was decided that the Alienorks could retain the newly enlarged circle for their own territory, but that they must not enlarge it again, not by even one more pace, ever! And I was to encourage the Alienork men, by way of Amok, not to harass our women anymore, and in return, our women would wear a doubled pareo, high to the neck and down to their knees. (Our women very strongly did not want to stay in their huts under black blankets.) The Council of the Wise decided that we would meet The Alienork Way in the middle, and make a compromise. And that we would not sharpen any bamboo spears, because if the Alienorks found out, this provocation would only cause them even further anger.

After nightfall, all of the Alienork men did their wildest moon dancing yet, twirling and whirling and howling like demons. This lasted most of the night, until the moon fell near morning. Some of the villagers nearest the circle of stones, who had gone over to watch, reported that the Alienorks threw large rocks at them, and indicated that Notorks must never witness the moon dance, but rather that we Notorks must stay inside our huts during their moon dancing times. This was also part of The Alienork Way. The witnesses of their moon dance were told this in our own tongue, by our own Island of Plenty men, the ones who had followed Amok, and who had joined the Alienorks. Of course, under the First Law, this was their belief, and their choice, and had to be respected.

The next morning we arose in the village at the normal time, even if our sleep had been disturbed during most of the night by the wild dancing and howling of the Alienork men and the shrill Lalalala-ing of the Alienork women. But after dawn when the normal morning noises of village life began, we all at once heard angry Alienork shouting, and rocks began raining down on our village! Our many visitors cried out that we must not disturb the sacred sleep of the Alienorks, after their long night spent performing their sacred moon rituals! It was The Alienork Way, and under the First Law, we had to respect their beliefs! And under the Second Law, we had to extend them full bounty, and since they now had many new Alienorks among them who had fled the wars and hunger in Far Plenty, we needed to bring double the amount of fruit and vegetables and fish that we had been bringing. And while the boys chanted out Notork—monkey-dung! the older men shouted that we must continue to obey our two laws of belief and bounty, and nothing further would be said on the matter!

I made my way nearly to the edge of their ring where it was close to some trees, calling out, Amok, tell them to please stop throwing the rocks! This is not right! We are sorry for waking you up, it is a misunderstanding! In a moment the rocks ceased raining down. While I was there, Napok accosted me from a bit further back in the trees, beseeching me, begging me, to assemble the men, sharpen many bamboo spears, and prepare to fight them all, no matter what the cost!

So back to the reassembled Council of the Wise I went. We met very quietly, whispering and tip-toeing from hut to hut and over to the bluff by the sea. The extra fruit and vegetables would be no problem, but double the fish would be more difficult to acquire in a short time. It was decided that just in case, in secret, a separate group of men should be set to making and hiding spears from sharpened bamboo poles, as Napok had been suggesting. As the sun went down, we all feared the events of the coming night with increasing dread and terror.

The wild moon howling of the Alienork men and the Lalalala-ing of their women set our hearts to thumping. Napok came to my hut, terrified and furious at the same time. He said that it had been reported that his daughter Nona had been taken and carried off, screaming, by two hands of Alienork men, while simply walking from the upper pool to the market. He said that we must prepare to attack the sleeping Alienorks the next morning soon after dawn. We could slip inside their ring of stones and kill many of them with our spears even while they slept. Then we could seize their swords and have a hope to win the battle and wipe them all out. And then he could find his daughter, and bring her home.

I told Napok that I would meet the Council very early the next morning, but a dawn attack was impossible. It was not a decision I could take on my own part. I said that I was very sorry about his missing daughter, but nothing could be done about finding her, not while the Alienorks were in their wild moon-dance frenzy. When the moon finally set, the Alienorks fell silent. The next morning when I awoke, rising very quietly as the Alienorks demanded, I went outside to the center of the village to draw a gourd of water, and I almost fainted. The headless and naked body of Napok was erected in a sitting position against our ceremonial platform, legs out. His bloody head was placed between his bared legs, his face toward his man parts!

When the people of the village, and soon all the people of Near Plenty heard of this unbelievable atrocity, and saw the body of Napok which we quickly covered, the Council met at the bluff in front of the entire gathered population. It was difficult to keep the discussion at a quiet level, so as not to awaken the now-sleeping Alienorks. It was decided that when they awoke, I must go to Amok to discuss this atrocity, and what it would mean for our two peoples. I was shaking in fear, waiting at the edge of their enlarged circle of stones for them to awaken at their normal hour in the late afternoon, but it was my duty.

Amok saw me and came to the edge of the circle of stones, standing on the inside across them from me. Perhaps he saw the fear in my face, but now he spoke in haughty disregard. He said to me I don’t think we will have any more problems, because now we Notorks all understood The Alienork Way. Our Notork women must wear the black blankets and stay in their huts, and our Notork men must stop and bend low and look down at the earth when an Alienork man passes by. A Notork must never strike an Alienork, even if an Alienork man or a group of Alienork men are enjoying an hour or two of pleasure with a Notork girl or boy or woman. And if any Notork man ever strikes any Alienork, for any reason at all, a hand of Notork girls will be taken, and a hand of Notork men will be beheaded in the manner of Napok. And there must be no more talk of sharpened spears, as a spy from within the very Council had already reported to Amok before Napok had been killed.

I was shaking in fear and disbelief, but still I asked him if he had been lying to me when he first came into our valley, and told me that The Alienork Way is the way of peace. He said it was not a lie, because a lie only had meaning between Alienork men. To lie to Notorks about The Alienork Way was also a part of The Alienork Way, and thus, it was not a lie at all, but an even greater form of truth.

I suddenly remembered pretty Nona, the daughter of Napok, and asked after her. Amok said that she had joined the Alienorks, and therefore, I was not allowed to see her or to speak to her ever again. The men and the boys did not awaken this time with Amok, to draw their swords or throw pebbles at me or curse me as a Notork monkey-dung. Amok said that it was a very good thing that we Notorks had finally learned The Alienork Way, and that he was finally hopeful that our two peoples could now live side-by-side in peace. He also mentioned that we needed to provide them with much more food to keep up with their growing numbers, especially fish, in accordance with our Second Law of Bounty, which would be retained in full effect.

Instead of gathering the Council to report Amok’s new demands, I took my wife and my two small sons to the beach behind the higher rocky point, where we kept our village sailing canoes, because they were protected there from the waves. They are the boats that we used for fishing on the deep waters, and also for going out to meet the occasional even larger boats visiting Near Plenty from far away. We took gourds of water and baskets of food, and we set out downwind. After sailing two hands of days, we came to this island, your island, Happy Island as you so truthfully call it. And as you have seen, my two sons were in a condition near death when we arrived, and my wife has not spoken a word for a hand of days even before we landed.

I am happy that our tongues are not so different, and also that you are very kind and generous people here. And now I am asking your people, your Council of the Wise, your Assembly of Elders of Happy Island, if my family can please stay here, to live in peace, while my sons grow stronger, and my wife returns to her mind. When my sons grow to be young men, I will teach them to be warriors, and someday we will go together back to the Island of Plenty, to fight against the invading Alienorks, if that becomes possible.

But in the meantime, I am also before you to warn you, in the direst terms, that you must not, under any circumstances, never, ever, allow even a single Alienork to place his feet upon your beautiful Happy Island. For if even one single Alienork comes to your island as a visitor, and is allowed to have a hut within a circle of stones, and to dance and to howl to the moon, and to carry a sword about him on a sash, with each passing moon there will be more Alienorks upon your island, and they will badly mistreat your women and your girls, and they will force you to submit to The Alienork Way, and to serve them, even though you are not Alienorks like them.

Thank you for your consideration. Now, I will retire to the hut you have kindly provided to my family, to await your decisions.

Happy Island

The next day, the decision was announced by the Assembly of Elders after much discussion and reflection. The visitor Naku had stated that he had come from a place called the Island of Plenty, and he had then proceeded to spin a most bizarre, terrifying and even disgusting tale about a group of people called the Alienorks, whom he said behaved more like demons from hell than like any of the people who inhabited Happy Island. All of the members of the Assembly of Elders agreed, unanimously, that the Alienorks could not possibly exist, except as a twisted and damaged part of the visitor Naku’s mind, probably due to the privations of the long and difficult sea voyage he had endured to reach Happy Island.

Therefore, it was decided that Naku could remain in our village, but only if he obeyed the One Law of Happy Island, that only happy thoughts and ideas may be expressed in public. He must refrain from blurting his darkly provocative and frankly insane imaginings among our good people, lest he upset the successful formulation for maintaining social peace that had been learned over many generations, ever since the last wars among our distant ancestors.

It turned out that Naku knew a very useful way to make foot coverings from bark and vines, much better for walking on the sharp rocky shore than our old coverings of dried sea kelp. He soon became a very useful member of our Happy Island society, except for a few dark asides randomly whispered about his imagined demons, the Alienorks. His frail wife passed away. His sons grew quickly, running and swimming with the other youth of our valley, popular among the boys and the girls alike. And everybody was glad for the better foot coverings that Naku taught us to make for ourselves. Otherwise, life went on as it always had.

Until, that is, the day that a small sailing canoe came into view, with a single man steering it. He was an older man with white hair and a white beard, it became apparent as his boat drew closer. His sail had been spotted near the horizon, so the Assembly of Elders was able to go down to the beach to greet him, even before his canoe touched the sand. The old man on the boat did not look much different than the gathered elders of Happy Island, except for his white hair and beard, and the unusual black robe that he wore. As he stepped ashore from his beached canoe he was smiling, his arms and hands open in a symbol of peace that invited a warm welcome.

But then suddenly from behind I was roughly shoved aside, knocking me to the sand, as Naku, our off-island guest of many years, dashed at full running speed toward the old man while screaming Amok! Amok! Amok! And as we all watched in complete horror, Naku plunged a sharpened bamboo spear straight into the heart of the visitor, driving him back over into his sailing canoe! Naku, still in a mad frenzy, screaming about Amok and the Alienorks, pushed the canoe back through the small waves, turned it around, jumped aboard and filled the sail, trimming it flat and sailing around the second rocky point and out of our view. We were in such a state of shock that almost none of us dared to speak of the matter. There was not a single happy way to describe the terrible incident, so we did not, in accordance with our One Law of Happy Island.

A few days later, Naku returned to our village afoot, and he was soon pulled and pushed by several of our strongest men before the quickly gathered Assembly of Elders. Naku freely admitted that he had killed the old man, and that he was glad that he had done it, and that he would do it again if another Alienork ever appeared on our shores. He said that only by his swift action had he saved us from a great disaster, a true calamity for the good people of Happy Island, and he begged us to believe that every single word that he had ever spoken of the Alienorks was true. He was even so bold as to suggest that we should actually reward him for his unprovoked and insane brutal murder of a single, harmless, elderly visitor!

Our worst punishment was banishment from our valley on Happy Island. The Assembly of Elders decided that Naku must depart and climb the sharp ridges to the next valley, and then go quickly on to the next, and the next after, and that he should not tell any people that he met along the way anything about his paranoid and dangerous so-called “Alienork Way” conspiracy theories, which, after all, only existed in his severely damaged mind.

Matt Bracken
January, 2016

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Commentary by Piper Michael

“The future must not belong to those who slander the prophet of Islam.”
— Barrack Hussein Obama
 
After having studied Islam since 911, I have found we, in the west, are stupid, self destructive and ultimately, deceive ourselves.  There are those who have equated the above story with the Tanakh, and the Bible, they are sad cases of the truly ignorant who have gained a voice.
Those who equate the Quran with the Tanakh, or the Bible, or any other scriptures, do not get it. Those who buy the ‘party line’ that violence is not ‘Islam’ do not have ‘eyes that see’ and will fall to the Pale Green horseman and the Rock that falls from the sky that tears down the statue with the head of gold(The Babylon system of money, government and religion, as One Moral Authority called; The System or The Establishment). Those who cannot see the moral to the story above, do not have ‘eyes that see’, so it is no wonder that they are lost when it comes to spiritual metaphors, even among so called preachers, who are too busy campaigning for the building fund.
This is mostly because we buy into our own BS, the BS of our own desires.  The talking heads say that Islam means ‘Peace’ or ‘Submit’, but that in and of itself is BS because a Thing can only be A Thing, and cannot be ‘either/or’. To truly understand this religion you must return to the original meaning of words. In the case of the word Islam, you have to see it in the context of the original Arabic, where there oftentimes is no word for word correspondence. So in the original Arabic, the word Islam means;
“There will be PEACE, when all the world SUBMITS to the will of allah.” (Little ‘a’ deliberate.)
There is only one way to interpret this, but we are easily deceived when they play into our most liberally cherished ideas, like; tolerance and diversity…
Last thing, the primary doctrine of Islam is the doctrine of Taqiyya, the Way of Deception.  This doesn’t mean that there are not ‘good’ mooslims, but that their religion itself is a deception in the War of Jihad, and they, are allowed to be ‘passive liars’ in the Dar al Haarb(the House of War, IOW, non mooslim lands.) They are not passive because they are mooslim, they are passive because, like most Christians,  they validate their own cowardice through scriptures. Their actions in Europe show, that as their numbers increase, their passivity becomes arrogance, and then demands are made… oh wait… where have I heard that happening?
When you add in the secular and atheist voices, we are fooked simply because they have gained prominence even within right wing circles, and place all religion in the same bucket named ‘Nonsense’. Unfortunately, they cannot see the difference between the worship of life, and the worship of death.  And it won’t make any difference to them, until the religious police are kicking in their door. In the end, they will understand that rights that come from God, are a much better proposition than privileges that come from men. This is one of the things, political correctness, the doctrine of ‘sweet words on the tongue, like honey, that grow bitter in the belly’, that The Last Trump blows for.  Yes, it is a ‘metaphor’, and it is sadly delicious, that so many do not, and cannot ‘get it’. Those who buy into the PC party line, cannot separate fact from fiction, truth from lie, because they are hardwired to buy into that which feels good. They are the ‘sticky clay’ of emotions, that is opposed to the ‘iron constitution’ of mind.
If facts are now considered ‘hate speech’, then, I rest my case. But for those who want to see it all in one place, I urge you to click this link;

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False Prophets and false gods


 False Prophets and false gods

Today, many western scholars make the mistake of continuing the deceptions of modern interpretations of ancient things. Not because they understand those ancient things in the context of ancient times, but because someone of high stature said it, so they repeat it and expand on it. They say they are standing on the shoulders of giants, but when dogma runs into dead end, it seems, madness rules the day and men simply double down on bad dogma instead of reexamining their origins. If it wasn’t for the fact that too much of the ancient knowledge was destroyed, we modern men, may have had a better picture of reality, and its many ‘gods’. But the destruction of knowledge has a purpose, the imposition of power and control over the ignorant masses, who must remain just that, ignorant.

The biggest heresy of all is the simplification of the ideas of heaven and hell, and God vs The Devil. This paradigm lends itself to much stupidity, like the idea that ‘god’ is the same god for all religions, and that it is simply men interpreting god in their own way. Thus men miss one god telling men to love men, and the same god telling men to kill men, and men thinking that it is the same god. This is the highest form of mystery and nonsense ruling the minds of so called rational men.

Thus mankind becomes more divided, not less, and easier to control if ‘truth’ is a lie. One of those ‘truth’ things is our understanding of Islam, the religion of a False Prophet of a Dark god and a religion that worships death, not life… religious ‘authorities’ want to say that all religion worships the same ‘god’, in different ways,  thus they divide Islam itself into ‘good’ and ‘bad’, when the Quran itself, tells the Faithful to kill the Infidel over 190 times in different ways.  ‘They’, those who purport to represent religious knowledge say that Islam needs ‘reforming’, what ‘they’ are really saying is that Islam needs to bow to the ‘Establishment’ doctrine of Mammon worship, beholden to THE System, their system. In effect, they want Islam to ‘join the club’ by paying lip service to God and calm down and are desperately attempting to ward off any perception of a crusade or holy war, which, have a nasty tendency to get out of control.

The Establishment’s authorized 501c3 religions are based in the materialistic concept of power and control over others, not Truth, or love, empathy and liberty, but ‘moral authority’ given to ‘Authority’. But when their prophet’s religion of the sword is compared to the spreading of the Gospel by the sword of the Church of Rome, what difference is there to Islam? None. Was the Holy Roman Empire, the White Horse in The Revelation of John? Some catholic bishops thought so, and fought to keep this ‘Gnostic’ book out of their New Authorized Canon, what today we call; The Bible.

But then, you say the Gospel of Christ wasn’t spread by the Sword? I urge you to read early church history, and read about the burning of heretics and books, the destruction of libraries and librarians, and the sacking and conquering of whole cities, the Cathars, the Crusades, The Inquisitions, what more ‘anti’ Christ religion could there be? The Authorities, would then say, that Christianity is Reformed? I’m sure the Aztecs, the American Indians, and many other ‘barbarians’ would disagree. Too many Christians, would say this is still, ancient history. Maybe, so why is Christianity divided and at war with itself? I would say because it is based in the Catholic doctrine of MYSTERY.

And even today, some Catholics support this killing of ‘saints of God’, simply because they were ‘heretics’. Yes, even today, we modern Gnostics are attacked as ‘infidels’, blasphemers, sorcerers, and all other kinds of vile names. A baptist preacher once said he ‘wished he could get his hands around my throat’… what a ‘Christian’ he is. But it is not his fault, he is a victim of a ‘political religion’, much the same as Christians accuse Mooslims of. Western civilization is as much a product of the Holy Roman Church, as it was politics or banks. The statue of Nebuchadnezzar is still, since the time of Babylon, a perfect metaphor for what we call; The ‘Establishment’ System, and it stands on the two legs of ideology and the toes of the Ten Lost Tribes.

If you don’t accept this, I urge you to read about the Holy Roman Empire, that morphed into the Dark ages of Kings and nobles, and then into the paradigm of bankers and democracies both represented by the scales of balanced accounts and justice, an illusion for the peasants. Three horsemen, the White Horse of the Holy Roman Empire, the Red horse of war with rivers of blood, that finally led to the Bankers, and their puppet politicians, all three paradigms based on The ancient System of Babylon, all given legitimacy and moral authority by The Church, the Mother of Harlots named Mystery, that rides The Beast named Babylon the Great. Ours is a system invented in Babylon, all founded in the fixed contract of debt and usury, backed up by the Kings soldiers,  given moral authority by the Priests. All the prophecies were to be interpreted in Gods Time, not man’s time, how could preachers or priests interpret them before The Time?

All empires and civilizations, in recorded history, since the time of Babylon, have been based on the same model… the statue of Nebuchadnezzar with the Head of Gold, as it says in the book of Daniel, that all the civilizations would be ‘like Babylon, but not as good’. This statue represented empires, but is also a perfect metaphor for the underlying structure of everything since Babylon. The head of gold represents the paradigm of the last 6000 years of Earth history, that money rules the Earth, and its primary rule is; The Rule of Gold, that; He who has the gold, makes the rules. It also represent what ‘we’ truly worship, the god of Materialism and money; Mammon… while giving lip service to the Invisible God of The Light.

This structure is loved by the heart and arms of the true believers, and stands on the legs of ideologies, left and right, and is supported by the Ten toes of iron mixed with clay.  It is clear that the ten lost tribes run the western world, the lost tribes of Israel, the ten toes, ten virgins, and ten horns, those who went north from Babylon into the Caucus mountains and became known as the Caucasians, those who hated Judah and Judah’s Law, and many still do. Those who are divided by mind and emotion, those who are smart and stupid, and those who still consider themselves royalty.

We are not one tribe, one people, united, we are divided, we fight over everything, especially the concept of God. Our politics is divided from our religion, and our money is divided from our governance, by this way, the head of gold, keeps us divided. As an example, we asked a preacher about this metaphor.  And he got his back up, and told me he couldn’t discuss such things. That the money system, and the government were not within his ‘purview’, that we must all ‘submit to the Godly authorities laid over us’.

“Which God?”, this writer asked, “The God of War, or the God of Love, the God of the Old testament or the new?” “Don’t be silly” he said, “there is only one God.” We pressed him, “So then, is God a Catholic or a Protestant? Or how about a Mooslim or Jew?” He was nonplussed “There is only one God, men have different ideas about God.”  “So you’re saying men are wrong about the notion of God?” we asked. “No, merely different ideas, all are merely different paths to the same God.” he said. “Ok, so we go back to the original question then, which God, the God of War or the God of Love? Which of them is the Godly Authority you speak of, which government is righteous?”

At this point he was getting disturbed, “There is only one God and He created the kingdoms of this world!” he exclaimed, loudly. “Ok, but in Genesis, God was plural, not singular, remember? They created man in ‘our’ image, which implies more than one. So then, who were the Elohim?” we pushed. “You’re getting hung up on words.” he calmed down, trying to hold the upper hand. “No, we get worked up about the meaning of words and the hypocrisy of preachers. You say there is only one God, but you preachers mistranslated the ancient Hebrew word Elohim, which meant ‘a family of gods’, into the Judeo-Christian singular; Father God of the Trinity. Which by the way, incenses those of Islam because they reject The Trinity, so it must be a different god?

“So if God is a Family, that means it has a Father, a Mother, and Sons.”  A screaming match ensued, that will not be repeated here, suffice it to say, he was steeped in the Doctrine of Mystery, and when Enoch was brought up, he merely screamed that “Enoch is a non-canonical Forbidden book, how dare you bring that up!” We merely told him “Enoch was in The Bible in the early days, but men created The Canon, how dare you priests for burning it.” He did not understand that The Canon was a catholic construction and he was not a catholic, but was a ‘protesting’ catholic, a protestant, and that the very nature of their religions divided God’s people into warring tribes.

Ask Ann Barnhardt, the leading Catholic high priestess of capitalism, and she will tell you that non Catholics are ‘infidels’, we Gnostics and Protestants are still ‘heretics’, and that Islam is evil. Well, at least she is a third right, the god of Islam is a dark god, that’s why it is represented by the Moon.  Point being, none of the orthodox religions have a clue what they’re talking about, God gave The Holy Grail to us, and they spindled, stapled and mutilated it, and then hid the very meaning of it in myths and Arthurian legends. IT was that important, for it was part of our ‘Original Instructions’.

This is true if you take into account, the underlying structure of everything that is called civilization, and the deeper meanings that the symbolic images of the prophets, Daniel and John in this case, have revealed.  That their prophecies have continued to be misinterpreted by modern pharisees, because their interpretations were not ‘due’ and preachers merely repeat ‘doctrine’ they learned in seminary. They say that the Rock that brings down the statue of Nebuchadnezzar is The Church, but how can that be, when the Church has always given the statue its moral authority? That The Church would give up the thing it loves more than God? A system that gives it power and money, against all the precepts laid down by Jesus? This is the underlying reason they teach the things they teach, to hide themselves in the rhetoric of the damned.

They will say that The Church took down the Roman empire that was divided into West and East, and grew into a mighty mountain. This is only a physical ‘archetype’, They refuse to see the underlying metaphor of their System. That Materialism/Mammon is their system, and their true god. Is it becoming obvious, that the powers that be, are abandoning their support of Christianity, including The Holy Mother church? Where Islam is promoted, and real anti-sin preaching Christianity is becoming… out of favor? It is also curious, that Islam is a religion that holds a rock sacred, The Kaaba, a meteorite that fell from heaven ‘unhewn by human hands’, that matches Daniels prophecy perfectly. Could this be a clue that Islam is the rock that brings down the statue of western civilization?

It is clear that Abraham’s prophecy has come true, and that Isaac’s children have become a great nation and a company of nations, that we now know as western civilization. A civilization that now now stares at the Abyss, and we wonder why? It too, is encoded in the feet of the statue, iron vs clay, mind vs emotions, we have allowed our emotions to become the source of bad policies in the guise of political correctness. We destroyed knowledge, abandoned traditions, and replaced it with mystery and emotional nonsense, including the appeasement of a dark religion that has deception(Taqqiya), the way of war, as one of its primary tenants.

Is this part of the purging of white men’s culture, and white privilege, by white men themselves, filled with guilt at their sins of their bloody history? Or is it something deeper, their fear at inciting a holy war? Perhaps it is just evil being attracted to evil because they hate Christ so much? They don’t understand, that we have been in a holy war with Islam since the time of Mohammad, albeit with periods of ‘cold war’. But Islam has never stopped making war, because it is endemic to their doctrines of religious ‘holy war’ or Jihad.

But the west has dumbed down their citizens so much, in favor of the powerful and global empire, that they cannot see the devil on their doorstep. They have abandoned correct thinking in favor of politically correct thinking, and so doing, have stepped over the threshold into the Deranged Mind.  A deranged mind, is a mind that cannot fend for itself, and this is the direction of western civilization, degeneration unto destruction. Peak oil came, and we pretend, by fracking, which is scraping the bottom of the barrel, that things are still fine. We pretend that Islam, is just another religion like Buddhism, that all religions are equal, and all gods are merely a reflection of ‘our’ God. We pretend that debts can rise to the moon, and trees grow to heaven, and forgot, that the Universe doesn’t allow for the free lunch. Political correctness seeks to hide reality in sweet words, yet reality is bitter in the belly, when we see, in the words of Hosea; “my people are destroyed through a lack of knowledge”.

Most westerners are taken in by political correctness because they are deliberately ignorant, lazy, and don’t want to know Truth, they want sweet lies, in the Bible this is described as ‘sweet words on the tongue, like honey, that grow bitter in the belly’, and this includes the very definition of ISLAM hidden in sweet words of Taqiyya, holy deception. We are told to think ISLAM means “peace” or “submit”, variously. What they are not told is the original meaning of the word, which can only be interpreted from the original Arabic… where there is not always a one for one word correspondence, and when interpreted correctly means:

“There will be PEACE, when all the world SUBMITS to the will of allah.”
(Little a in allah deliberate.)

There is only one way to interpret this… but, we, in the west, have become politically correct panty waists, weak minded as well as weak of heart, biblically known as having a ‘deranged mind’. We deceive ourselves because of guilt and fear, our liberal masters wet their pants, our religious leaders join Christ with Islam (Chrislam), in order to try to make friends with them, to keep from creating a new holy war. They cannot see that the Holy war never ended since the time of the crusades. They do not understand the way of the world, which is the way of the sword of division, through the destruction of knowledge by ridicule and deception. This sword has a single edge in order to slice one way, dividing truth by telling half truths.

The way of the sword of truth is double edged as it proceeds out of the mouth of The Lord, for the way of truth cuts both ways and this is not the way of the world, or The Churches. The churches only speak half truths, and half lies, because they love their true god; Mammon, the god of Materialism. Thus they join the forces of light with the forces of darkness, through their own desires and fears, having no courage, integrity or true faithfulness to the Creator God of The Light. They equate the God of Light, with the Demigod of Darkness, called in the Gnosis; Yaltaboath, also called; Yah, Allah, the god of war and materialism; the Chief Archon.

So we are lost in our comforts, deceived by our ignorance and fears, apathetic because of doctrines of devils, complacent because we know not the Truth. Thus, it is time, you must sell your coat of comfort, and buy the Sword of Truth. Invest outside The System of Babylon, the Deceivers, the Elite, the false world of false money for the black horseman stops his ride soon, and the pale green horseman rides.

Allah, is represented by the ancient moon god of the tribes of Ishmael, a god of darkness, a god of war and deception. This is why the ‘Houses’ of Islam are only two, Dar al Islam, and Dar al Haarb. The house of Peace, and the House of War. Mooslims who reside in the house of war(infidel lands), are allowed any sin as along as it is committed against infidels. This is based in the Doctrine of Holy Deception, Taqiyya,  that is the essence of war. This is why you cannot trust the ‘moderates’, for their way of war is deception.  This also includes the ‘apostasy’ of ‘passivism’, to cause ones enemy to drop their guard. As they move into infidel lands, they bring their ways, and make requests for Sharia law, that become demands as their numbers grow. Britain will learn the lesson of compromise with evil soon enough.

Allah and Yah are the same god, the god of darkness and war. The Gnosis reveals that the deception of man took place long ago, they are both manifestations of the Chief Archon, the Defective god, the Son of Pistis Sophia;    Yaltaboath. The God of animals, or animal power within the Dark soul of men, the God of Envy and Jealousy. Yah and Al-lah, are transliterations of the same god of conflict. Cain was the son of Yaltaboath, after the rape of Eve, he left to go into the land of Nod, to cohabit with animal women, he was the ‘Serpent Seed’. His progeny are without a conscience, a direct connection to the Holy Spirit, they are the sociopaths of the world, and Islam is a religion of sociopaths.

Jesus was not the Son of Yah, or allah, He laughed at the disciples, but, those writings were burned and declared ‘heretic’, by the Catholic anti-christ bishops. Those who destroyed the Truth, and commingled it with the Lie. Those who turned evil into good, and good into evil, as Jude said; “evil crept in unawares”.

How can a Creator promote war and love, simultaneously? How can a ‘god’ be jealous? How can man worship Son, in the way of Paul, without the complete (private) words of the Lord? The Lord said He came not to bring peace, but a sword… a sword can divide or make whole. How did the sword of division take hold on the people of God? Who wielded that sword of division? What would a Sword of Truth be?

The new Revelation is come… the Original Tablets of the global religion of the ancients, Knowledge of Jesus(the private teachings), and Enoch, revealed again, unburied from the sands of time by the hand of God. The Ineffable One, the Ancient of Days, is the Creator of the Holy Spirit Light and the UnHoly Fire of Darkness, with the Christ Aeon as first begotten as The Word of God, or Logos, who co creates the Universe of life, through the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil… called the Elohim, the Pleroma of the Aeons, which the Catholic renamed; the Thrones, Powers and Principalities, archangels and angels.

It was said that ten thousand years of knowledge was destroyed by the Catholics when they burned the Library of Alexandria, a place that concentrated the original religion and philosophy that was taught by ‘the Fallen Angels’, or the People of the knowledge of the rocks. The Heretics were the Keepers of the Flame, and they were destroyed along with all their books and knowledge, that is why scriptures are fragmented and conflicting.

It is also why the west is divided, unable to unite, because of petty disagreements over the tenants of the MYSTERY book created by the Church, our Bible. For those who say I hate the Bible and Christianity, I say read deeper, I love it more than you, for I want it restored to its original meanings, I want the doctrines of Mammon to stand alongside the doctrines of Light. I want Christian brothers to see that they are meek warriors, like Jesus, who turned the tables on the money changers. They must see the times and seasons, the sleepers must awaken, to sell their coats of comfort, and buy a sword of truth, for something wicked this way comes, and its name is Tribulation. But to see, first we must see, that we were deceived by men who deceived even themselves, in order to create a powerful new church.

This was the battle of the Heretics, who were declared evil, and the betrayal of the Catholics was complete when the Protestants split, yet, kept the Book of the Catholic, the Sword of Division, Jesus and Paul in conflict with Yah as deception of who the Father, Mother, Son, is, the Barbelo(the true trinity) is; The Root of the Tree of Life. Thus the people are desolate, by an abomination, set up in the true temple of God, our minds. The Great falling away has happened over decades, as the godless science and the power of darkness, the animal, called leftism, takes your children away from mystery faith. Only the Knowledge of God, can conquer the Mystery of God, this was the true message of the Gnostic book of John, called; The Revelation. It was a message and a warning to a church that didn’t even exist until the time of Constantine.

The Church is revealed as nothing but The MYSTERY power of Babylon. Materialism, justified by divided and false spiritual constructs(doctrines of devils). A get out of jail free pass, to heaven, for any sin, this is not what the Messiah taught. Do not despair, He taught that you must be born again, literally; reincarnated. All the major religions are held in different degrees of darkness, through ignorance and the power of mystery, the Harlot rides the Beast, and the False Prophet now makes nice with the Harlot. Evil draws itself together, always. Evil is attracted to evil and power, the knowledge of truth is opposite, dangerous to power.

This is because the truth, the message of Christ, true spirituality, is opposite to materialism. The Christ told us to “sell our worldly goods and follow him”, not get rich and tie ourselves to the desire for this world. To desire wealth, makes you ‘of’ the world, to eschew wealth makes you ‘in’ the world but not of it. If there is a to be a new world, the Golden rule must conquer the Rule of Gold, and the statue must be brought down by both the Kaaba so that Christians can truly suffer, for only in their suffering can they find truth. Theology, governance, money changing, must all be combined again, into a Temple of God, but this cannot be, until the Earth is purged of evil. Earth cannot be purged of evil until the money changers, the Head of Gold, is eliminated. People must relearn what money is, it is from the Mind of man, not something in the Hand.

Chrislam, combining Christian with Islam, is part of the pale green horseman that must ride after the black horseman finishes, and money dies. They will deliver you up to be afflicted, they worship death, the trend is already in your face, but you do not see. You, spirit filled Christian, must go into the wilderness, leave Babylon, the System of the Elites, the head of gold on the two legs, left and right. You are the ten toes divided by iron of mind, and emotional stickiness of clay, the ten tribes of Israel, not lost, but hiding from a God you did not believe in… the god of the Jews and Ishmael.

Create your own underground systems of commerce, before it is too late, the Remnant must thrive in order to rebuild. The False Prophet was here long ago, and the Anti-Christ came before him, they now join together in false doctrines, in order to gain power over your minds, and separate you from The Light of God, through the power of sweet darkness. Materialism is the Key to the soul of animals, civilization itself is only a veneer over the soul of animals, they will destroy themselves, the madness rises as you can already see.

On our TV’s today, we see the battle of our times, the war of culture, the battle between hearts and minds. These are the Ten toes of iron and clay, locked in the perpetual struggle against Mystery, nobody knows how it all works, they only see their little slices of truth, and cannot fathom that there is an Absolute Truth out there. That the forces of mind vs emotion, left vs right, masculine and feminine, can never win, as long as they are locked in combat with each other, fighting over the water of life; money. That is the essence of their struggle, who gets ‘funding’, and they think the Other is lying. In this battle, as always, the only winner is the Head of Gold who keeps them divided by the process of making money SHORT, or, hard to get by being in short supply. The Head of Gold, the money changers, or The International Bankers, make us believe, that money cannot have ‘value’, unless it is ‘short’.  In essence, this is the biggest lie of all, because, think about it, their ‘money’ is no longer gold, it is false gold, fake gold, nothing but paper and ink with no value at all because it can be electronically created on a whim. And it is, for themselves, but not for you… they get the gold mine, and we get the shaft, and this is the Way of The World.

All things have now turned upside down, evil is good, and good is evil, and we fall into complacency and apathy, because we have fallen to political correctness, the ultimate ‘Doctrine of Devils’. The Churches themselves are divided, and the people fall to false gods of passivity, being told to ‘submit to Godly Authority’. Thus the People are released from personal responsibility of governance, and seek nothing but making money and entertainments, trivial pursuits that have no redeeming social value. The People don’t see that social value is important, and don’t stop to see, that both the ideologies consider them nothing but economic units. The People do not rebel in righteousness, because righteousness itself is clouded in vague conflicting doctrines. Where is righteousness in so called ‘Godly Authority’? Do we see now, that power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely, but  centralized power corrupts whole nations?

This is why Jesus the Christ was misrepresented as a passivist, He was not, He was a stern teacher and a revolutionary warrior, a meek warrior. The Churches are divided, because The Book divided them, by the use of divided doctrines. Thus the Chosen people of God, the Ten Lost Tribes are lost in their Illusions of Righteousness, not knowing why they are The Chosen. They are The Chosen simply because they received the Spiritual Gift of Fire within their DNA.  What is this gift? It is the gift of creativity, a direct connection to the Light of Universal Knowledge. This is what Jesus was teaching you, to stand up to Authority, especially the Head of Golden Evil. To turn the tables on them, and become a Meek warrior. This also means to stand up to Islam, The 501C Churches, and declare them Heretics, Blasphemers, and collaborators with The System.

This is the Revenge of the Heretics.

The Piper plays a New Song,
so the chorus may sing,
and the people dance,
that the forest may echo with laughter.

Piper Michael

 

 

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The Pyramid of Fire


The Pyramid of Fire:


The Lost Aztec Codex: Spiritual Ascent at the End of Time
By John Major Jenkins and Martin Matz

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The Pyramid of Fire, was held in secret by a tribe of Mezatec Indians in Mexico, until sometime in the early 1960’s. When, the Shaman of the Tribe, bestowed the writings to the world by ‘reading’ them to a man named Martin Metz. Marty as he was called, was a truth seeker, poet and wanderer. He was seeking truth at the ends of the Earth, and as is usually the case in such things, he searched for many years, until he gave up. Then, like the Piper, truth found him, in the guise of a shaman named Don Daniel. In the case of the Piper it was a demonic nephew.

The Pyramid of Fire codex, was a book of pictographs of the Ancient religion of the Aztecs. For those archaeologists and anthropologists who say there was no connection between the eastern and western continents, this document shows truth to yet another lie of ‘The Authorities of Babel’, those who turn truth into confusion by way of their ‘credentialed authority’. In the ancient codexes(books), we also see a partial confirmation of the ‘unorthodox’ scientists who think this knowledge was revealed by ancient alien astronauts, but they never make the final connection to the ‘God Science’.

In the Pyramid of Fire, we see an almost perfect mirror of the God Science of The Ancients. The duality of Primal Energy Forces, and the third force of ‘twisting’. A perfect mirror to the eastern Taoists, Hindus and Buddhists, and in the cuneiform tablets of Sumur about the Annunaki and in their degenerated mysteries of Babylon. In these three Primal forces of Holy Light(Hyperspace), The Darkness(Subspace), and the Tao or Twisting of reality(Omnipresence), we have the universal ancient symbol of the Yin Yang, this is the structure of what we term; The Quantum Foam(Chaos), which lies upon The Dark AEther, the Firmament of Enoch and The Waters of Genesis, that builds atoms;

yinyangThis two dimensional view should be seen as more of a 3D vortex;

quantumheartThis structure fits all theories, and adds the touch that the shape of the quantum, is the ancient symbol for Universal Love.  It is indeed difficult to wrap your mind around the concept that the most basic ‘particle’ of creation, is the very idea that the universe is built upon a foundation of love…

This was the ‘Revealed Knowledge’ of ‘The People of the Knowledge of the secret in the stones’, that ‘The All'(hyper-space-time)is about the imbalancing of dual energies manifested through the Chaos, the Twisting Force of Pi, which implies a primary theological doctrine of ‘Cause and Effect’, impermanence, that all things are constantly changing, in the great cycles of creation and destruction, which are all a perfect, yet fragmented, confirmation of the Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismagistus, which spells out ‘scientifically’ The Triad of Forces which manifest The Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, the ‘Original Instructions’ of the Hopi, and the Pyramid of Fire of the Aztecs.

The knowledge that life and death are on a great wheel, that turns from age to age, creation to creature, creature to man, and man to higher man. The knowledge of the powers of creation and the forces of Pi that rule the cosmos and the Souls of men. The mythological fragments scattered around the globe reveal that there was one overriding global ‘religion’ among all people based on the ‘Sacred 3’ (Hyper-dimensional/Spiritual Forces),  that was revealed by ‘sky gods’. As we have laid out previously,  the divinely revealed knowledge became destroyed, fragmented, mythologized and allegorical, lost in the destruction’s of civilizations. And, that, there are too many clues in the archaeological records not to believe otherwise, if, you have eyes that see.

The Pyramid of Fire reflects Enoch, and is merely part of the ‘revealed knowledge’ or ‘original instructions’ of the powers of the ‘gods’, and how form and function becomes manifested in the dark AEther of space-time, that was called by various names, in this book was referred to as; ‘a basket of stars’. That in the great expanse of time, from age to age, it is like that splinter in the minds of men, an unconscious knowing, a spiritual yearning, that we, have a destiny. A limitless destiny of a limited man. That our very consciousness and indomitable spirit can lead us to become more than what we are, and more than what we could ever dream possible.

That the process of evolution is not merely a physical process with physical ending, but something more causal, more mental, through a spiritual or hyper-dimensional intelligence. That it is only when truth and knowledge come forth, can all men see the potential of man, and that to reach it,  sadly, always requires tearing down what is; The System of Babylon. The People of God need to realize, that violence begets violence, and the true way of fighting evil, is to withdraw from Babylon and take care of each other, like the early church. But, you see, the very definition of Babylon was taken from you by Pharisees, er… preachers, in order to keep you in ‘submission to their idea of “Godly Authority” ‘, The Leaders of the World, which should be seen as; ‘spiritual wickedness in high places’.

Here we describe and comment upon some excerpts from the Pyramid of Fire, it is obtainable online as a Kindle book from Amazon; –Jenkins, John Major(*JMJ); Matz, Martin (2004-11-03). Pyramid of Fire: The Lost Aztec Codex: Spiritual Ascent at the End of Time (Kindle Locations 727-729). Inner Traditions Bear & Company.

“Because that which is above created that which is below and that which is low reflects that which is high, the universe is Tezcatlipoca, Smoking Mirror, in which man still does not see clearly.”
–PYRAMID OF FIRE, 2: 14– 17

This is a perfect description of what Enoch, Moses and Hermes said, ‘The Firmament of Waters’ between the upper things and the lower things, ‘As above, so below’. Without the duality of real forces embedded with intelligence, nothing real could be. Both marvelous and terrible, all things hidden, yet were Revealed by ‘hyper-dimensional entities’ long long ago. This is also a clue, that there was only one religion of the ancient ancients, The Science of God.

‘Redemption’ was not the Goal, you either wanted to return(ascend) Home in The Light, or remain on The Wheel of life, or, pursue Oblivion of the Soul. There were three goals of physical life, mirroring the three Primal Forces. Everything in Threes; Ascension in The Light, Reincarnation (“born again”) on The Wheel, or Oblivion(2nd death) in The Abyss.

“The Ancients believed that the supreme divinity, Tloque Nahuaque, manifests as Ometecuhtli, the God of Duality, and functions through a principle of dynamic dualism or polarity. We call the two forces of this principle active and passive, or masculine and feminine, but this duality can function only by interacting against a neutral background and thus the two become three. This trinity then produces the four prime elements: air, earth, fire, and water (symbolizing space, energy, time, and matter), and through them the whole material world is engendered. Such was the cosmovision of the ancient Aztecs and Mazatecs, don Daniel’s ancestors.” — –Pyramid of Fire, Comments by *JMJ

The concept of the triad or trinity(The Sacred 3) is seen again and again in what is termed The Perennial Philosophy, the ever lasting Gnosis or Divine Knowledge. Its destruction by the Church was also the crime of the ages, and its fruit was the Dark ages and man being set back a thousand years or more.  The discovery of the Gnostic books buried in the sands is the Ultimate Serendipitous Revelation, the Revealing of Knowledge that conquers mystery, so that, as it says in the Revelation of John, the “lady with twelve stars in her crown, clothed in the light of the sun while standing upon the moon” comes, and her name was given by Jesus as; Pistis Sophia(The Aeon of Wisdom who created the ‘Defective god’; Yahltaboath; (Yah/Allah) ), the Knowledge of God, and thus; “The Mystery of God is finished…”, this truth is like a “double edged sword that proceeds out of the mouth of The Lord”. Was the discovery of the ancient Gnostic works, a form of second coming of the ‘forbidden’ knowledge of Jesus? This is what happens when knowledge is destroyed and Mystery is its replacement, not just with Christians but with the Aztecs as we will see. Truth is like a seed, buried under concrete, that will always burst forth and seek the Light.

But the sad thing was and is, the fragmented nature of The Divine Knowledge, that the Intelligent designer and His force, is considered “nothingness”. It is the very voice of God, that speaks into the ‘darkness'(The Aether). Many of these eastern philosophers, cannot see, that they violate their own philosophy of Yin, Yang and Tao(Light, Dark, Pi) is All there is. That without an ultimate Source, there can be no ’cause’, or force called “nothing”(Tao). Nothing means something, nothing is not nothing, yet without nothing, nothing can be, this is The Voice within The Aether.

The Mayans called this the sap of the tree of life, the Itz. Enoch called it the Firmament of Chaos, Moses in Genesis called it; The Waters, the eastern calls it Yin, the Hindu calls it Shiva. Today, Einstein referred to it as; The Imponderable Aether of General Relativity. Today’s generation of scientists refer to it as; The Higgs field, or The God particle. It is not that the God particle doesn’t exist, but, even they themselves now recognize, it is not ‘fundamental’ or Causal, but yet another ‘symptom’ of Reality. It appears, only the Ancients understood The Cause of the hardness of Reality was dark energy, the force of The Aetherial ‘waters’ is the Progenitor force or Proto-magnetic force, that all things are ‘hard’ due to a form of chaotic magnetic repulsion and attraction. And all of mankind in ancient times had the same knowledge and religion, differing only in slightly different cultural memes.

“Man climbs the tree of life between Tonatiuh, the Sun(Adoil, The Holy Light, The Source), and Mictlantecuhtli, Lord of the Hells and of Death(Archa, the Lake of Fire, The Consumer). At the foot of the tree that grows between the symbols that represent earth, air, water, and fire, the constituent parts that intervened in his conception are reunited: the semen with which his parents engendered him, the pig of personality, the eagle of spirit, and in a basket spotted with stars, the bones of mortality and the wings of the soul. The summit of the tree is Death where shines the Sun(Light) itself, the Midnight Sun from which radiate the four paths or way. From here surge the wings of the soul finally liberated, while above, each of his various parts, separated by death, runs to its destiny. To the left, to the fields of Death, goes the corpse draped in flesh, the beast that returns to the root of the tree. To the right, to the side of Life, goes the serpent of consciousness that came from the sun and to the sun returns, the spirit by which man is transfigured in the stellar world. And over all, the Milky Way of innumerable suns.”

Here is the perfect explanation of the 3 Primal Forces and its purpose in manifesting the separate powers of the creation of life. They join together at the “basket spotted with stars”, the “bones of mortality and the wings of the soul”. The “Midnight Sun” from which radiates the “four paths or ways”(the four Aeons of Gnosis, or Cherubim of Roman Catholic). This realm of The Light(hyperspace), is the “ultimate destiny”. The Gnostic Left handed force is the power of Pi in the darkness, this is the power of the Aether, and the ultimate destiny of the beast within. This is the joining of the spirit with the soul of the animal, the force of Pi and the manifestation through the Entanglement of the Infinities into the Medicine wheel.

During a ceremony of magic, don Daniel asked Marc (Marty), to explain the circle;

“The shape of the circle is perfect,” he explained. “It is the only shape in nature in which every point along the perimeter is an equal distance from the center. It represents the oneness of all things in relation to their source. Within itself it contains both the beginning and the end, and is thus a graphic symbol of the cyclic nature of time and of resurrection or rebirth. At the same time it also represents the ever-grinding wheel of existence and the endless chain of birth and death to which man is bound. All other primary symbols— the square, the triangle, the point, the line— fit into the circle and may be enclosed there, as in a womb. Clearly the circle is a mother matrix, the Alpha and Omega, the Beginning and End, of universal design.”

“Each world is the play of three gods, three forces and their field of action. As one or another god guides, as one or another god follows, as one or another god concludes, there can be gotten six classes of games, six processes that create all which occurs or may occur. These six classes of divine game decide the growth, the decadence, the purification, the infirmity, the curation, and the regeneration of the world.”

–PYRAMID OF FIRE, 4: 1– 9
” The three forces create everything in all which is made, there are four states of matter and four deities that govern them.”
–PYRAMID OF FIRE, 4: 10– 11

This is a yet another ancient confirmation of the Unified field of God, that Pi is the basis of Everything, all things go in cycles by design, the true spiritual geometry and the foundation of the design of life through the medicine wheel, since Pi is the basis of the Circle.  The Gnosis of the Tree of Life says there are four Aeons(Member of the Elohim/Family of God) underneath the root of Barbelo(Father,Mother, Son), that give forth the twelve powers of life. Doesn’t the Bible even speak of the four cherubim? This is also a foundational question about the original 12 tribes of Israel, The Chosen, The Caucasian Sons of Seth who were chosen for the Spiritual Gift of Fire. The other races were in previous cycles or ‘worlds'(Hopi reference), and were the races of Earth, air, and water.  The four elements are the least understood of all the metaphysical sciences, but it is revelatory to see them in their proper perspective, the symbol of the Egyptian Ankh, is, The Structure of All Things, mirrored as the actual forces in the Unified Field of God. In this we can see that the Fire boils The Water, and is churned by The Air, that results in The Hardness called; Earth. This was the Ancients Unified Field of God. Modern science says the same thing, but as long as materialism is their focus, they will ultimately only achieve materialistic results.

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It is curious that the ancients referred to The Holy Spirit as The Holy Fire. This ‘chrism’ or ‘light that flows like water’, is in the shape of a snake, eating its own tail, which is a perfect metaphor for universal energy Potentials and Polarities, as the basis for the Einsteinian flow of energy through all things that results in good uses and bad, like the atom bomb. This drawing also reveals a great Secret in the Rocks.

Here is a table of contents of the 13 pages(tablets/chapters) of the Pyramid of Fire as translated;

Page 1   Creation and the Celestial Hierarchy
Page 2   Harmony of the Spheres; “As above, so below”; and the Limited Vision of Man
Page 3   The Trinity Principle and the Domains of the Universe
Page 4   Six Classes, Four States of Matter, and Four Seasons of Time
Page 5   The Calendar and World Ages: Consciousness of the Rhythms of the Gods
Page 6   Sun and Moon, Two Classes of Men, and the Meaning of Sacrifice
Page 7   Death, Spirit, and the Serpent of Consciousness
Page 8   The Milky Way as the Spiritual Summit of the Tree of Life
Page 9   Descending and Ascending Processes and the Wings of the Soul
Page   10   Energy Sublimation and the Awakening of the Divine Life
Page   11   Solar Fire Purification and Sacrifice
Page   12   Universal Uniting Energy, Sacrifice, and Transcending Death
(Page 13, was lost for some time, and recovered by the author of the book; JM Jenkins)
“Finally, we can do the same for Page 13 and even guess what the final events in the novella would have been, for they would involve the sacrifice at the end of mortal life paralleled to the New Fire sacrifice:)
Page 13   End Time Conflagration and the Visionary Ascent

Curiously, even the Aztecs knew about the two basic races or classes of men. What the Gnosis calls the Hyllic and the Psychic, which then mixed to become the Pneuma, or The Mixed Breathers. This could be a reference to neanderthal or even previous ‘gentile’ races. Those who Cain intermarried with, The Serpent seed? This could explain why certain men have no consciences, because they are lacking in spirit connections, or ‘sight/creativity’. The Spiritual Gifts of Earth, Air, fire and water, being the result of Spiritual Evolution, or the process of Change in cycles.

“Man does not will when he wars, loves, and reaps; it is the rhythms of the great gods, and the planets, that act over him and make him do. When man comprehends that by himself he can do nothing, then he can learn to serve the gods; so, he must become conscious of the rhythms of the gods.”

This speaks to The Rhythms of the Gods, and the cycles of time. The great turnings of the ages, the construction and destruction of civilizations, aligned with the great turnings of the wheel of the galaxy and the energies emanated by the planets and stars themselves. This is the basic proof of the Unified Field of God, that all things interact energetically with each other through the AEther. It is now known, that human beings transmit radio waves in the terahertz wavelength, and these have all been shown to be in connection, by The Global Consciousness project.

“Quetzalcóatl, the Plumed Serpent, moves between gods and men, because Quetzalcóatl is God who permeates man and is the man that achieves God. The Plumed Serpent is born when that which slithers over the Earth grows wings to be elevated to Heaven.  Quetzalcóatl is a superior man, the inner circle of humanity, the link between gods and men.  All men are made of earth, air, water, and fire, creatures of Cihuacóatl, Chalchiuhtlicue, Ehécatl, and Xiuhtecuhtli. All men receive their forms from the planets by Mixcóatl, Tezcatlipoca, Huitzilopochtli, Itzpapálotl, Paynal, and Metztli. But in their hearts and in their semen, each man has his own coatl, his own serpent, the energy of Tonatiuh, the power of the Sun itself(The Holy Light). And in this serpent sleeps consciousness, in this serpent is hidden his divinity. From this serpent his wings will grow.”

In the Gnosis, the serpent is the mouthpiece and spirit of Christ(the shape and structure of Hyper/Holy energy strings, the Chrism or Yang?), who instructs Eve to eat of the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil, that she will be as a god. This was made evil by the Church. It is interesting that Quetzalcoatl, is the plumed serpent. The allegory is identical to the Gnosis. Where the Christ, the Son of Man, tried to give the knowledge three times, finally coming to Earth in His own modeled form(a form He designed), supposedly born of a virgin. He is the Christ, who ascends and descends, a plumed serpent,  a perfect energy being from the highest light who loves all people enough to come down into the darkness of material creation, to sacrifice himself and give souls a tunnel of light out of darkness, through the Vesture of His soul that He left for us. This concept of sacrifice, that He taught, is the essence of leaving the Wheel of Reincarnation(to be ‘born again’ of the spirit, means what He said. The Church, turned it upside down.)

“There is an occult(metaphysical) energy in the heart that comes from Tonatiuh, the Sun(The Holy Light), and if man releases it, returning it consciously to the Sun, he becomes immortal. But to liberate this energy, sacrifice is necessary. Man must sacrifice the desires and habits that he adores, sacrifice them in himself, and turn the knife against the enemy that he carries within himself, that keeps his heart a prisoner.

“In recent times men still remembered these words, but they have now forgotten their significance. They have made enemies of other men to sacrifice them and tear out their hearts, believing such offerings would propitiate Tonatiuh. Such is their degeneration, such is their superstition.   When fear unites with knowledge, terrible things are done.  It is the self within ourselves that we have to sacrifice. It is our own heart that has to be torn out of the false being and offered to the light. May Xiuhtecuhtli, Lord of Fire, burn my false being. May Itzli, Obsidian Knife, liberate my heart.”

Even the ancient Aztecs knew, when fear unites with knowledge, terrible things are done. The ancient Aztecs had the philosophy of the elimination of the desire for things of this world as the only way to reach at-One-ment, or enlightenment, as the ancient Gnostics taught, as the ancient eastern philosophers taught, as Jesus taught. That to remain in desire for this world, returns you to this world on the Wheel of Life because you follow your Desire. That the choice of life is not to be good and go to ‘heaven’, but, to ascend above the wheel of life, or to remain in the cycles of birth, death and rebirth(born again), or to choose evil darkness and Oblivion(the ‘second death’). The ancient Aztecs also had the concept that the burning of the false being, the soul, the desire, the Ego of man, what is called; Self, must be extinguished in the burning fires of The Purging, before the stairway to heaven, from paradise, can be climbed to its ultimate summit, hyperspace, to become part of The One in The Light. Is this the same purgatory of the Catholics?, or what Paul called; The Firey Trial?

It is the knowledge of the levels of heaven and hell that is key, and how many layers of each there are. Enoch said there were 7 within The Firmament. Paradise being the lowest, the Aeons being the highest. The Gnosis tells of the 7 heavens of Chaos, and the 8th heaven and higher being of the Pleroma of the Light. This is the dividing line between the lower heavens and the higher heavens, called; the Veil, the Firmament, the Cloud of Chaos, or as the Aztecs called it; The Smoky Mirror. The Bible even refers to this sea of glass in the Revelation of John.

“Terrible is Itzlacoliuqui, Obsidian Knife, Goddess of Sacrifice, marvelous and terrible, because the sacrificial knife liberates the blood in everything, blood of the stoned criminals, blood of the beheaded deer, blood from the very stone that kills, blood from the knife itself, blood from the lance of power, blood from the incense burner, blood from the vital force that flies toward the Moon, blood from the soul, blood from the solar system, the blood of every star.  What is the blood that connects stones with soul, men with suns?  It is the universal unity(aether), the one creative principle crystallizing into myriad forms, and when liberated by sacrifice it returns to unity.  Because to sacrifice is to act consciously, to sacrifice that which will be taken away is to deny the destiny that takes it.”

And here, finally, is the “blood that connects stones with souls, and men with suns”. This was given by the Aeon of Wisdom, called in the Gnosis, Pistis Sophia, the Goddess of Wisdom, who created Desire in the Universe. It was marvelous and terrible because it created the link between material and spiritual, between heaven and hell. It created material life in the cosmos, through a ‘mistake’ that led to the suffering of the Aeon called Goddess who became trapped in the Darkness. It is the “universal unity” proven by the scientists in quantum entanglement, and revealed by the Entanglement of the Infinities of the Piper. It is the Dark Aether of reality, through which all things are manifested as One. It is the blood of the Universe, the sap or ‘Itz’ of the Tree, that gives hardness, and strength and power to all things. It is what manifests the material from the spirit, and gives life to the living, and also is terrible because it is what men must defeat within themselves in order to achieve their greatest destiny, in The Light of the Aeons, the highest heavens above the 7 heavens of chaos.

The final conclusion of the Pyramid of Fire, namely; The ekpyrosis, or universal dissolution by fire, and the need for ascent to escape it, is the same as the Great Lump of the Gnosis. The End of Everything is even spelled out in the physics of Einstein, and revealed by the death of stars in the black hole at the center of the Galaxy. If the fire of dissolution, is seen as the ‘lake of fire’ of Enoch and the Bible, then one sees that the fire of consumption, is the Archa, the Imp of darkness, The Source of The Aether and the consumer of all energy. The Gnosis reveals that the Archons, the dark gods and angels, have a temporary existence defined by this time of Chaos with the light, and that only by consuming the Light can they exist. And that at the end of time, which is also defined by Einstein, we end up with a Universe of nothing, and the next Universe can begin from the ashes of the Old.

Even the immediate future of mankind, could be defined by our own Milky way, which has a Great Lump at the center, a great black hole. Which even now is consuming the Suns of the night sky. The Milky Way will die, and with it, your chances of achieving immortality in the Light, and achieving your ultimate destiny. If you are caught down here when that time comes, if you ride The Wheel too long, you will be caught forever, to be consumed in the lake of fire, the ‘second death’ of the soul.

But even here, is this the end? Or, is the spirit given consciousness returned to the Light in what the Bible refers to as the Great Harvest of Souls? This is probably determined by your personal energy make up, your works, and the balance between light and dark energies defined by your Karma. If you lean dark, then “like attracts like”, and you will meet with the Oblivion of the Darkness, to ride the edge of the Bottomless pit, in an eternity of zero time.

This is the wonderful and the terrible, but also part of the proving of the new Revelation of the Ancient Global Religion revealed by ‘sky gods’, that has many names, but is the Gnosis of Jesus, the highest of hyper-dimensional entities, whose only doctrine was simple, the hyper-scientific interpretation of redemption we defined as; Spiritual Relativity. This is the principle of personal light, that what the Christ taught was the Golden rule, being; “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”, to “Love thy neighbor as thyself.”, or, for the 21st century; Being good, is good enough. No matter what your personal beliefs or religion, your actions are what keeps you on the wheel of life, or makes you light enough(having love or empathy within) to achieve atonement(at-one-ment), to ascend into the Aeons of Light. The Redeemer or Messiah has a role in all of this, as it becomes clear that He came from the root of the tree to spread the word of the “Kingdom of God”. That He provides The Way, and is the Light of The World.

He is likely able to offer you a deal, to accept the Purging of desire in the Purgatory of Material Desire, to make you worthy, and able to ascend higher, by elimination of your darkness, your desire, your attraction to the world. But in His house are many mansions, many Universes yet to be, and you are the Sons of God. Do you not understand that heaven was a boring place in the beginning? That you left heaven, in order to live life on your own, as a separate entity, apart from God? That to return ‘home’, is what it literally means, to return to where you came from as Prodigal sons(bringing experience of feelings ‘home’)? That without doing this, without accepting the path to the light, you default into the wheel of life? But, that the Wheel itself, is a temporary existence?

The author of the book, thinks likes all religiously minded people, that it is poetry that reveals the Divine, that the sweet words on the tongue puts the words into the hearts of men. This is the same method used by all religions on the planet, Christian and pagan. In a way, it is the heart of man that needs changing, but is it the heart that changes the heart, or the mind? Only partially, because there are men drawn to the heart, and men drawn to the mind. If the minds of men have evolved past the superstitions of a bygone age, and have turned towards knowledge instead of ‘mystery’, then what does that say about the need for the mind to be satisfied? Has man spiritually evolved?

In this context, can the mysteries of religions, any religion, whether ancient or modern, ultimately satisfy a yearning mind that seeks truth? If a mind is satisfied, that truth is attained by the power of scientific proof, will not the heart follow? Is this why the hearts of scientists wax cold, from hearts filled with the emptiness of space-time? Will the poetry of the heart be strengthened by the truth of a scientific proof of God? Will the societies of men not become better places to live, if all men agree on a single, proven, ultimate spiritual and scientific truth? He reaches the same conclusions about the Pyramid of Fire and the Gnosis philosophies, as we have, as he says in the comments section of this book;

“Also, we may presume that spatial considerations are implicit in this model, since the four temporal seasons always correspond to the four cardinal directions in Mesoamerican cosmology. The text can thereby be understood as providing insight into the inter-relatedness of space and time, a profound viewpoint that Western science attributes to the theories of Albert Einstein.”

To a ‘normal’, non science oriented person, it should be obvious, that space and time, have the same meanings to poets as they do physicists. That the forces of the Tree of Life, are perfectly aligned with known science is no stretch, it is merely a process of opening ones eyes. Even Einstein said that “reality is an illusion, albeit a very persistent one.”

The work of the Unified Field of God and Spiritual Relativity does not merely confirm the Pyramid of Fire, the Gnosis and other ‘pagan’ religions and philosophies, as it is proof of them, or at least, their ancient beginnings as a common global theology. As the Hopi said, we all started with one set of ‘Original Tablets or Instructions’. Not so much the mysteries they have degenerated into.

Pyramids and possibilities
The pyramids are our biggest clue and are not just in Egypt or Mexico, but all over the globe. They are everywhere on Earth. They are confusing to modern scholars who have postulated all kinds of nonsense about power amplifiers, alien landing pads, and with good reason, they are magnificent yet defy common sense. There is a community of scholars who say they were either built by, or inspired by ‘alien astronauts’. They draw these conclusions because they have studied ancient manuscripts, measured energy fields around these structures and they take ancient tales in modern materialistic contexts. ‘Pyramid power’ has been documented and measured, but sadly, is considered as being outside the realm of materialistic science or understanding.

They have no other context to see the original meanings of the ancients, before the meanings degenerated. The original meanings did have to do with energy as the basis of all things, and that energy is the key to all things. This was referred to as the Secret in the Rocks, brought to Earth by the People of the Knowledge of the stones(the hyper-dimensional beings or aliens who brought knowledge to humanity, also called gods, and angels by Enoch).

The Pyramids generated energy all right, they were dark energy amplifiers, and only certain side effects are measurable by materialistic ‘light’ measurements. Their reason for being was to form a connection to The Light of God. This was accomplished through spiritual geometry, the geometry of Pi. The pyramid structure, when the proper angles are used, becomes a dipole with a massive base in dark energy, gradually tapering to the smaller top, thus forming a hyper-spacial potential difference, which creates a flow of dark energy.

This is the same principle as we showed in solving the mystery of the rocks, that; Large rocks rise above small rocks, and, the Source of the Light within atom bombs is also amplified by Pyramid power. These are all manifestations of The Duality of Light and Dark energies, that modern minds see only as mysteries. This is because they refuse to see the spirit energy(hyperspace) within all things. Such a thing cannot be recognized by materialists, or their entire world view would collapse. Thus, ‘the Holy Spirit is within all things, but how it all works is a MYSTERY of God ‘, is the refrain of materialistic religions.

Modernists only see the energy of the Universe as a single(materialistic) entity, photons, and thus, cannot draw the proper conclusions about dark energy. The Unified field of God, has the duality of hyper/spiritual energy as its basis, both light and dark(aether) energies. The commonality of this universal architecture, world wide, from prehistoric times, shows that there was a common global religion, and that today, we have only degenerated fragments. Like Christianity that has degenerated into denominations, the ancient religion of the ‘angels’, given by hyper dimensional entities(the ‘gods’, or angels of Enoch, the ‘Aliens’ of science), was designed to create a spiritual energy conduit to The Light of God, by compressing the Aether into an aetheric energy vortex that souls can ride to The Light of God, thus the Pyramid was a hyper dimensional dark energy amplifier constructed via spiritual geometry.

This all came to an end, when, about 12 or 14 thousand years ago, the ice age ended, sea levels rose, and all these prehistoric civilizations were wiped clean from the Earth. Was this ‘The Flood’, of many different religions, remembered by a remnant of mankind? A global flood, in which there is ample archaeological evidence of ancient cities that now lie beneath the oceans? (Ocean levels used to be 300 feet below what they are at present.)

Through the studies of all religions and philosophies of men, it becomes clear, that there is truth to be found, but it requires the abandonment of modern illusions, by standing on the shoulders of ancients, for only then can we see farther into the future. Illusions that are held in the hearts of men are not easily relinquished, especially passionate illusions. It is obvious that most, if not all of men’s religions, hold a slice of truth, a similar truth, a relative truth, proving that Enoch and the Hopi traditions could be the right one, that all things began with a very similar if not common philosophy given by ‘beings from the sky’.

The only way we can see the truth behind the mysteries and symbols of the ancient religions is to find the Key, the common thread, a proof, a mathematical equation that goes beyond science. From the ancient texts of Enoch to the Jewish Kabbalah, from Plato’s cave and Greek and Roman pantheons of gods, to the Hindu Vedic texts of a remote prehistory, from ancient Aztec and even the ancient spiritual knowledge of the Native Americans to the ancient Eastern philosophy of the Taoist and Buddhists, and especially the now unburied and revealed Gnostic knowledge of origins, what the Christ is supposed to have taught ‘privately’, are all consistent with all the ancient knowledge, the myths and fragments.

But the Truth can only be seen when all the fragments and myths are compared relative to the Unified Field of God, which itself was the distillation of the ancient knowledge, manifested in a vision dream. Sometimes the mind works in mysterious ways, since the ancients say it is the connection to the Light. The Light, where the knowledge of all things combines with the dark Aether into universal knowledge of the divine, so from where else should universal truth come from, but the Universe itself?

The stories and symbols align and mirror each other, the common truth of the Tree of Life and Death, which is also called the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil becomes the Key to Understanding. An upside down tree structure of hierarchical power nodes/entities, with a root composed of Father, Mother and Son, called The Barbelo or Source of Light, Time and Knowledge, also called the Treasury of The Light, that which is above a hierarchy of delegated powers(The Elohim or Pleroma, a ‘family of gods’), that give structure to the energy for the manifestation of the molecule of life, to write the program called DNA, that the Indians call the Medicine wheel, that gives all the forms of physical life. And it appears this knowledge was widespread, common if not global, in ancient times.

At least until the time of the Roman Church, where this common knowledge was declared ‘heretical’, burned and forbidden, when philosophy and reason was outlawed, and a dark age resulted. A dark age when man was set back a thousand years, and its effects are still with us today in the divisions, denominations and divided doctrines of a church that imposed MYSTERY as its primary teaching. A religion that is opposed by a science that declares there is no universal Truth, and is attempting to prove there is no God via the proving of something called a ‘God particle’. Einstein was right, religion is blind, and science is lame, and as a result of the divorce between the two, neither one fulfills the yearning within the whole of man.

The Pyramid of Fire, and its ‘redactor’, ultimately reaches the same philosophical conclusions others have reached, that the Gnosis or “Revealed Knowledge of the Divine”, has many versions, but is all of the same source in the far distant past(Ala Enoch?). It matters not what that source is, whether it is east or west, north or south, the message is the same, knowledge is better than mystery. It is only the modern Christian religions, that continues in the imposition of the ancient Babylonian school of Mystery. All the other pagan and metaphysical, philosophical and theosophical schools, seek the understanding of the Greatest Mystery of All. What is Man, his place in the Universe, and why are things as they are? How does it ALL work, and what is our ultimate destiny?

In this regard, only thinking men can ask the question, and to think higher than animals, is the purpose of the Son’s of God. Those who tell us we cannot, that we are constrained by a dark mystery power, are truly, the Anti Christs. For now we know that even Christ and Enoch’s message, was a message to mankind and the churches. It is no mystery, how the Universe works. How the Universe, body, soul and spirit are One, and that the Stairway to Heaven is open to all men, only some may not survive the trip back Home, and some may be trapped in a Limbo of their own making, their own remorse… it is not God who judges, but Christ’s visage allows all men to see themselves mirrored against the perfect light of the Messiah Vesture or Messiah Soul that is the cause of the Tunnel of Light of the NDE, or “the Light of The World”(a bypass circuit ‘out of darkness’ that replaces ancient pyramids, for all people who can see it).

The key to the Divine Knowledge, in all of the ancient schools of knowledge, it appears, boils down to the concept of duality in all forces, electromagnetic, gravitomagnetic, energy-time, the hidden realities above and below ‘space-time’, subspace and hyperspace. The hyper-energy ‘above’ compresses all time into simultaneity, and ‘below’ into zero time. We, are in the ‘here and now’, what is ‘above’, is the ‘then and when’, what is below is Oblivion. The implication being, as Einstein proved, the ‘higher’ the energy, the shorter the time, until, all time is One, and all times, come from one Source. Implying that all things were predestined, preplanned, and that the words; fate and destiny, are more real than we know.

Some will seek to deny this based on the concept of free will, but the Secret of the Universe is, that we are all hyper-dimensional entities trapped in the ‘Waters’ of Darkness, we are all Watchers and ‘Fallen angels’, and you have already made your ‘free will’ decisions before they are made, even, before you were born, and even, before the Universe was born. But to accept this, you must abandon the authority enforced illusions, the divorced dual Illusions of modern science and religion, and begin again in ancient ways, by remarrying both into One. For only then can Einstein and Enoch become One, only then can atheist become agnostic, division become unity, when Holy is seen as ‘Whole’, when the Holy Grail shows God’s fingerprints, in an equation of the Holy, the Wholeness, the Oneness of reality, that reveals the solution to an ancient secret; The Secret in the Rocks, is the secret of the survival of God’s Chosen people, called, The Sons of Isaac; The Remnant.

Why do big rocks rise above little rocks? This is one of the 7 oldest ‘mysterious phenomena’ of physics. The answer is as simple and as complex as it has always been, that the Power of God, The Twisting Force, resides in the Rocks, the same as pyramids, lightning, fire, and all of us.  It appears the Sons of The Ancients knew this, all over the world. But the thing we do best, is forget.

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Sleeper awaken


The Awakening of The Elect

A time comes in your life when you finally get it… when, in the midst of all your fears and insanity, you stop dead in your tracks and somewhere the voice inside your head cries out… ENOUGH! Enough fighting and crying and blaming and struggling to hold on. Then, like a child quieting down after a tantrum, you blink back your tears and begin to look at the world through new eyes.
This is your spiritual awakening.

You realize it’s time to stop hoping and waiting for something to change, or for happiness, safety and security to magically appear over the next horizon.
You realize that in the real world of chaos there aren’t always fairy tale endings, and that any guarantee of “happily ever after” must begin with you… and in the process a sense of serenity is born of acceptance.
You awaken to the fact that you are not perfect and that not everyone will always love, appreciate or approve of who or what you are… and that’s OK. They are entitled to their own views and opinions.
You learn the importance of loving and championing yourself…and in the process a sense of new found confidence is born of self-approval.
You stop complaining and blaming other people for the things they did to you – or didn’t do for you – and you learn that the only thing you can really count on is the unexpected.
You learn that people don’t always say what they mean or mean what they say and that not everyone will always be there for you and everything isn’t always about you.
So, you learn to stand on your own and to take care of yourself…and in the process a sense of safety and security is born of self-reliance.
You stop judging and pointing fingers and you begin to accept people as they are and to overlook their shortcomings and human frailties…and in the process a sense of peace and contentment is born of forgiveness.
You learn to open up to new worlds and different points of view. You begin reassessing and redefining who you are and what you really stand for.
You learn the difference between wanting and needing and you begin to discard the doctrines and values you’ve outgrown, or should never have bought into to begin with.
You learn that there is power and glory in creating and contributing and you stop maneuvering through life merely as a “consumer” looking for your next materialistic fix. You understand that the shiny does wear off…
You learn that principles such as honesty and integrity are not the outdated ideals of a bygone era, but the mortar that holds together the foundation upon which you must build a life.
You learn that within the mortar of honesty, are the rocks of God, not bricks in the wall of powerful men.
You learn that you don’t know everything, and it’s not your job to save the world and that you can’t teach a pig to sing. You learn the only cross to bear is the one you choose to carry and that martyrs get burned at the stake.
Then you learn about love. You learn to look at relationships as they really are and not as you would have them to be. You learn that alone does not mean lonely.
You stop trying to control people, situations and outcomes. You learn to distinguish between guilt and responsibility and the importance of setting boundaries and learning to say NO.
You also stop working so hard at putting your feelings aside, smoothing things over and ignoring your needs.
You learn that your body really is your temple. You begin to care for it and treat it with respect. You begin to eat a balanced diet, drinking more water, and take more time to exercise.
You learn that being tired fuels doubt, fear, and uncertainty and so you take more time to rest. And, just as food fuels the body, laughter fuels the soul. So you take more time to laugh and to play.
You learn that, for the most part, you get in life what you deserve, and that much of life truly is a self-fulfilling prophecy.
You learn that anything worth achieving is worth working for and that wishing for something to happen is different than working toward making it happen.

More importantly, you learn that in order to achieve success you need direction, discipline and perseverance. You learn that no one can do it all alone, and that it’s OK to risk asking for help.
You learn the only thing you must truly fear is fear itself. You learn to step right into and through your fears because you know that whatever happens you can handle it and to give in to fear is to give away the right to live life on your own terms.
You learn to fight for your life and not to squander it living under a cloud of impending doom.
You learn that life isn’t always fair, you don’t always get what you think you deserve and that sometimes bad things happen to unsuspecting, good people…and you learn not to always take it personally.
You learn that nobody’s punishing you and everything isn’t always somebody’s fault. It’s just life happening. You learn to admit when you are wrong and to build bridges instead of walls.
You learn that negative feelings such as anger, envy and resentment must be understood and redirected or they will suffocate the life out of you and poison the universe that surrounds you.
You learn to be thankful and to take comfort in many of the simple things we take for granted, things that millions of people upon the earth can only dream about: heat in the winter, under a roof, a full refrigerator, clean running water, a soft warm bed, a long hot shower.
Then, you begin to take responsibility for yourself by yourself and you make yourself a promise to never betray yourself and to never, ever settle for less than your heart’s desire.
You make it a point to keep smiling, to keep trusting, and to stay open to every wonderful possibility, but not to be a fool either. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me.
You hang a wind chime outside your window so you can listen to the wind.

Then, maybe, you wake up and you learn that you have been lied to all your life, that you cannot buy happiness, it comes from within, not without.
You learn that the dream of materialism, is the dream of rich men, and marketers, so that, you want more, and thus you make them richer and you poorer because of the treadmill of material existence. And you, if you are wise, understand, that a disposable society, is a society of a wasted Earth. That corporations that ‘externalize’ their costs, put those costs and poisons on to you, as the cost for cheap goods. That if things are built to last forever, like our grandparents made things, and they were made to be easily repaired by men with common sense and common tools, those resources would not require even more resources to recycle, repurpose, or rebuild. That the meaning of life is Joy, but not just for you and me, but into the future for all the generations, and that Earth itself, is not yours to waste. Will your great grandchildren hate you, or revere you?

Finally, with courage in your heart, you take a stand, you take a deep breath, and you begin to design the life you want to live as best as you can.
Sleeper Awaken

Sleeper awaken… see the world as it is, for only truth will set us free.

Yet only in the depths of time with the perspective of years, or being born a very discerning spirit,

can you ever know,

that there is Truth here.

And you also know, that Truth cannot overcome lies,
for the lie is sweeter than the Truth.
Truth is salt, and lies are sugar.
Truth is the double edged sword that cuts both ways,
and joins both sides in between the sharp edges,
lies are the single edged blade of division,
salt heals, it only feels good to the truth seeker,
sugar rots the body, it feels good to the evil,
and evil is the sweet words on the tongue, that grow bitter in the belly.

As long as the truthful, independent, intelligent and reflective souls,

remain a slave to themselves,

for their greatest strength, is also their greatest weakness,

their very independence is their Achilles heel.

Evil knows this, and evil unites,

that they may know power over truth.

Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely,

but centralized power attracts evil like moths to a flame,

and so is corrupted whole nations, societies, and innocents.

God intended that we have Joy,

but we forgot, because we worship money,

yet, Joy falls to power, and money,

always.

Is there anyway to change the Earth?

To eliminate evil, power, and money?

You say the Rule of Gold, cannot be conquered by The Golden Rule?

You say it cannot be, one by one, and it will not.

You say it will be, as One, and it shall be.

So what shall it be?

To be, or not to be, that is the old question.

The answer is within, and without, the All is One, and One for All.

To hang together, or most assuredly, to hang separately.

To see the Phoenix burning, and then, what?

No more Mr. nice guy, nice guys finish last,

nice guys don’t know, turn the other cheek,

works only when relative good is in charge,

when the worm turns, evil is good, and good is evil,

sell your coat, and buy a sword,

in this current incarnation of the World,

evil comes, like a splinter in your mind,

as the Phoenix finally becomes ashes of dreams,

Yet evil arises again, to take the reigns,

just say no, as One.

let there be no more kings, or corporations,

or bankers,  or lawyers, death comes, and watch the world bloom.

Yet, how do you re-incarnate, a world?

First, it must die, and be reborn, for death is new life,

so that your swords may be pounded into plowshares,

and your spears into pruning hooks,

and neither learn war, any more…

for the true joy of all the children,

yet, you must remember to remember…

knowledge without action, is faith without works,

evil thrives, when good men do nothing,

evil thrives, when good men give up their power,

evil thrives, when you centralize,

evil thrives, when you love money above all other things,

remember joy?…

remember?…

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They Thought They Were Free


When I was a young boy,  I was an Army brat, and my father was stationed in Germany, twice.  While there, in the 1960’s, I saw a defeated and humbled German people, full of shame.  Shame at what they had enabled by allowing Hitler to come to power.  How had the German people been so stupid? How had they allowed this monster to come to power? The answer, in military terms at the time, was answered by my father in a single word; “slowly”.  In essence, the German people had been ‘mind fucked’, slowly, over time, through the use of propaganda. They had allowed the Nazi ‘social correctness’ to slowly overcome their reason and moral outrage, by the slow process of little changes, until, one day, they awoke when the Gestapo took their neighbors away. Back then, we celebrated the fact that such a travesty of government could “never happen here”, because we had “the best system that ever was”.  Up until the turn of  the 21st century, we believed that. Then came globalization and the Patriot act, punctuated by 911, and since then, unless you are brain dead, The Big Lies have now been revealed as the Kabuki dance in the theater of the damned. .

Today, those who say that a dictator can ‘never happen here’, in America, should now, shut up and pay attention. If you cannot see those ‘slow little changes’ taking place HERE, NOW, then you are either willfully blind or a victim of the Propaganda machine(for they themselves are victims of their own bs). Sadly, it is not one party that has destroyed our economy, and now is finishing off our cultural foundations. Logic would thus dictate, that the Ideologies manifested as The Two Party system, serve the interests of the only thing possible; Superior Power.  What is Superior Power? In our world, money is power, and power is money, thus Superior Power is Superior Money. It then follows, that politicians of all stripes and parties, are influenced, bought and paid for, broken and compromised, coopted and blackmailed, all the methods of power are used to gain what power desires; Control. Control is the opposite of liberty. If one can see the trends of this control mechanism being put in place, there is only one conclusion, the Gnostic  book of the Revelation of John is coming true right before our eyes as the global money changers work their dark mental magic across the globe. The population at large, will never accept that they themselves are the source of their own destruction, through their own love of money, the root of all evil.

Ultimately, the lies coming out of government, can no longer be hidden, reality conflicts with fantasy and the population contracts a mental glitch called; cognitive dissonance. This disease is the result of ‘normalcy bias’, those who want ‘normal’ to continue so bad, they will accept any lie as long as they can maintain the real destroyer; Hope. It is what freezes us in our tracks, and to paraphrase Edmund Burke, good people have done nothing while evil has thrived. Preachers, in their 501c3 churches, deserve a good part of the blame for their failure to lead the battle against evil. In the end, the entire population is now dumbed down by the education system, and numbed to the small lies and changes, while society itself succumbs to what I term; Systemic Irrationality. We are there… (2% inflation? 5.5% unemployment? The IRS is a nonpolitical entity? And now this week, banning the Keystone pipeline, taking control of the internet, and, banning certain bullets? there is no need for an entire listing of the sins of our leaders, volumes have been written and ignored. This current Caesar wannabe does not serve the interests of the people of America, if you cannot see this, see above.)

Those who think that this ‘globalist’ nonsense, will end well for them, cannot see the writing on the wall. Those who still have their head in the sand, cannot see the encroachment of politics into every aspect of life. Instead of ‘Jewish swine’ of the Nazi’s social correctness, we should hear the future echos of ‘Christian swine’, now being laid in the Universities, the Media and Bureaucracies of academia and governments as political correctness silences the voices of The Elect. They never seem to reveal that The Elite first say something is illegal, before they try to convince us it has become ‘legal’ through the process of tortured logic, these ‘legal’ actions being by ‘executive order’ because of a perceived ‘crisis’… this, make no mistake, is the beginning of the end of our Constitutional Republic. This is how the rule of The Strong Man begins, but in our case, evidence indicates that our new strong man may be global in scope.

The reason there is no hue and cry across the land is simple, we are victims of the same strategy of the Nazi’s, small changes, but not by some obvious political machine, no, as we said, this is been done by members of both political parties. When you think about it, America, when seen from the perspective of decades, has sunk into a degeneration so slow, there really is no America left, except in the minds of those of us who remember what real freedom was like, out here in ‘flyover country’.  Liberty still represents the ancient ability to do what you want to do, without asking permission of anyone in ‘authority’, as long as it does not infringe on the personal liberty of another. What we old timers have seen in the last 40 years or so, leaves us disgusted, and scared, at the degeneration of not just our land but what it means to be an American, especially after the last week, when small changes have ramped up into big threatening moves. But do we, as a mass of humanity, rise up and confront authority? No. Why? Like the German people of the 1930’s and 40’s, we are numb to change. We see, in current times, why the Germans allowed a Hitler and we allowed an Anti-American in the White House. Like Hitler, he uses ‘sweet words on the tongue, like honey,  that grow bitter in the belly’, a perfect Biblical explanation of political correctness.

The following is an excerpt from the book; They Thought They Were Free, by Milton Mayer, read it and see if you see any parallels to modern America. Sometimes, like with religion and politics, when we don’t want to see the truth, we blind ourselves to it. In willful blindness, lurks the real death of America, in the slow death of what it meant to be an American, and a Christian. This doesn’t mean we ever achieved the ideal of a shining city on the hill, but we still strived for it. But somewhere along the way, global policeman morphed into global hegemon, and hegemon’s always, always, destroy themselves. You think you’re still free?
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They Thought They Were Free

(Copyright notice: Excerpt from pages 166-73 of They Thought They Were Free: The Germans, 1933-45 by Milton Mayer, published by the University of Chicago Press. ©1955, 1966 by the University of Chicago. All rights reserved. This text may be used and shared in accordance with the fair-use provisions of U.S. copyright law, and it may be archived and redistributed in electronic form, provided that this entire notice, including copyright information, is carried and provided that the University of Chicago Press is notified and no fee is charged for access. Archiving, redistribution, or republication of this text on other terms, in any medium, requires the consent of the University of Chicago Press. Footnotes and other references included in the book may have been removed from this online version of the text.)

But Then It Was Too Late

“What no one seemed to notice,” said a colleague of mine, a philologist, “was the ever widening gap, after 1933, between the government and the people. Just think how very wide this gap was to begin with, here in Germany. And it became always wider. You know, it doesn’t make people close to their government to be told that this is a people’s government, a true democracy, or to be enrolled in civilian defense, or even to vote. All this has little, really nothing, to do with knowing one is governing.

“What happened here was the gradual habituation of the people, little by little, to being governed by surprise; to receiving decisions deliberated in secret; to believing that the situation was so complicated that the government had to act on information which the people could not understand, or so dangerous that, even if the people could not understand it, it could not be released because of national security. And their sense of identification with Hitler, their trust in him, made it easier to widen this gap and reassured those who would otherwise have worried about it.

“This separation of government from people, this widening of the gap, took place so gradually and so insensibly, each step disguised (perhaps not even intentionally) as a temporary emergency measure or associated with true patriotic allegiance or with real social purposes. And all the crises and reforms (real reforms, too) so occupied the people that they did not see the slow motion underneath, of the whole process of government growing remoter and remoter.

“You will understand me when I say that my Middle High German was my life. It was all I cared about. I was a scholar, a specialist. Then, suddenly, I was plunged into all the new activity, as the university was drawn into the new situation; meetings, conferences, interviews, ceremonies, and, above all, papers to be filled out, reports, bibliographies, lists, questionnaires. And on top of that were the demands in the community, the things in which one had to, was ‘expected to’ participate that had not been there or had not been important before. It was all rigmarole, of course, but it consumed all one’s energies, coming on top of the work one really wanted to do. You can see how easy it was, then, not to think about fundamental things. One had no time.”

“Those,” I said, “are the words of my friend the baker. ‘One had no time to think. There was so much going on.’”

“Your friend the baker was right,” said my colleague. “The dictatorship, and the whole process of its coming into being, was above all diverting. It provided an excuse not to think for people who did not want to think anyway. I do not speak of your ‘little men,’ your baker and so on; I speak of my colleagues and myself, learned men, mind you. Most of us did not want to think about fundamental things and never had. There was no need to. Nazism gave us some dreadful, fundamental things to think about—we were decent people—and kept us so busy with continuous changes and ‘crises’ and so fascinated, yes, fascinated, by the machinations of the ‘national enemies,’ without and within, that we had no time to think about these dreadful things that were growing, little by little, all around us. Unconsciously, I suppose, we were grateful. Who wants to think?

“To live in this process is absolutely not to be able to notice it—please try to believe me—unless one has a much greater degree of political awareness, acuity, than most of us had ever had occasion to develop. Each step was so small, so inconsequential, so well explained or, on occasion, ‘regretted,’ that, unless one were detached from the whole process from the beginning, unless one understood what the whole thing was in principle, what all these ‘little measures’ that no ‘patriotic German’ could resent must some day lead to, one no more saw it developing from day to day than a farmer in his field sees the corn growing. One day it is over his head.

“How is this to be avoided, among ordinary men, even highly educated ordinary men? Frankly, I do not know. I do not see, even now. Many, many times since it all happened I have pondered that pair of great maxims, Principiis obsta and Finem respice—‘Resist the beginnings’ and ‘Consider the end.’ But one must foresee the end in order to resist, or even see, the beginnings. One must foresee the end clearly and certainly and how is this to be done, by ordinary men or even by extraordinary men? Things might have. And everyone counts on that might.

“Your ‘little men,’ your Nazi friends, were not against National Socialism in principle. Men like me, who were, are the greater offenders, not because we knew better (that would be too much to say) but because we sensed better. Pastor Niemöller spoke for the thousands and thousands of men like me when he spoke (too modestly of himself) and said that, when the Nazis attacked the Communists, he was a little uneasy, but, after all, he was not a Communist, and so he did nothing; and then they attacked the Socialists, and he was a little uneasier, but, still, he was not a Socialist, and he did nothing; and then the schools, the press, the Jews, and so on, and he was always uneasier, but still he did nothing. And then they attacked the Church, and he was a Churchman, and he did something—but then it was too late.”

“Yes,” I said.

“You see,” my colleague went on, “one doesn’t see exactly where or how to move. Believe me, this is true. Each act, each occasion, is worse than the last, but only a little worse. You wait for the next and the next. You wait for one great shocking occasion, thinking that others, when such a shock comes, will join with you in resisting somehow. You don’t want to act, or even talk, alone; you don’t want to ‘go out of your way to make trouble.’ Why not?—Well, you are not in the habit of doing it. And it is not just fear, fear of standing alone, that restrains you; it is also genuine uncertainty.

“Uncertainty is a very important factor, and, instead of decreasing as time goes on, it grows. Outside, in the streets, in the general community, ‘everyone’ is happy. One hears no protest, and certainly sees none. You know, in France or Italy there would be slogans against the government painted on walls and fences; in Germany, outside the great cities, perhaps, there is not even this. In the university community, in your own community, you speak privately to your colleagues, some of whom certainly feel as you do; but what do they say? They say, ‘It’s not so bad’ or ‘You’re seeing things’ or ‘You’re an alarmist.’

“And you are an alarmist. You are saying that this must lead to this, and you can’t prove it. These are the beginnings, yes; but how do you know for sure when you don’t know the end, and how do you know, or even surmise, the end? On the one hand, your enemies, the law, the regime, the Party, intimidate you. On the other, your colleagues pooh-pooh you as pessimistic or even neurotic. You are left with your close friends, who are, naturally, people who have always thought as you have.

“But your friends are fewer now. Some have drifted off somewhere or submerged themselves in their work. You no longer see as many as you did at meetings or gatherings. Informal groups become smaller; attendance drops off in little organizations, and the organizations themselves wither. Now, in small gatherings of your oldest friends, you feel that you are talking to yourselves, that you are isolated from the reality of things. This weakens your confidence still further and serves as a further deterrent to—to what? It is clearer all the time that, if you are going to do anything, you must make an occasion to do it, and then you are obviously a troublemaker. So you wait, and you wait.

“But the one great shocking occasion, when tens or hundreds or thousands will join with you, never comes. That’s the difficulty. If the last and worst act of the whole regime had come immediately after the first and smallest, thousands, yes, millions would have been sufficiently shocked—if, let us say, the gassing of the Jews in ’43 had come immediately after the ‘German Firm’ stickers on the windows of non-Jewish shops in ’33. But of course this isn’t the way it happens. In between come all the hundreds of little steps, some of them imperceptible, each of them preparing you not to be shocked by the next. Step C is not so much worse than Step B, and, if you did not make a stand at Step B, why should you at Step C? And so on to Step D.

“And one day, too late, your principles, if you were ever sensible of them, all rush in upon you. The burden of self-deception has grown too heavy, and some minor incident, in my case my little boy, hardly more than a baby, saying ‘Jewish swine,’ collapses it all at once, and you see that everything, everything, has changed and changed completely under your nose. The world you live in—your nation, your people—is not the world you were born in at all. The forms are all there, all untouched, all reassuring, the houses, the shops, the jobs, the mealtimes, the visits, the concerts, the cinema, the holidays. But the spirit, which you never noticed because you made the lifelong mistake of identifying it with the forms, is changed. Now you live in a world of hate and fear, and the people who hate and fear do not even know it themselves; when everyone is transformed, no one is transformed. Now you live in a system which rules without responsibility even to God. The system itself could not have intended this in the beginning, but in order to sustain itself it was compelled to go all the way.

“You have gone almost all the way yourself. Life is a continuing process, a flow, not a succession of acts and events at all. It has flowed to a new level, carrying you with it, without any effort on your part. On this new level you live, you have been living more comfortably every day, with new morals, new principles. You have accepted things you would not have accepted five years ago, a year ago, things that your father, even in Germany, could not have imagined.

“Suddenly it all comes down, all at once. You see what you are, what you have done, or, more accurately, what you haven’t done (for that was all that was required of most of us: that we do nothing). You remember those early meetings of your department in the university when, if one had stood, others would have stood, perhaps, but no one stood. A small matter, a matter of hiring this man or that, and you hired this one rather than that. You remember everything now, and your heart breaks. Too late. You are compromised beyond repair.

“What then? You must then shoot yourself. A few did. Or ‘adjust’ your principles. Many tried, and some, I suppose, succeeded; not I, however. Or learn to live the rest of your life with your shame. This last is the nearest there is, under the circumstances, to heroism: shame. Many Germans became this poor kind of hero, many more, I think, than the world knows or cares to know.”

I said nothing. I thought of nothing to say.

“I can tell you,” my colleague went on, “of a man in Leipzig, a judge. He was not a Nazi, except nominally, but he certainly wasn’t an anti-Nazi. He was just—a judge. In ’42 or ’43, early ’43, I think it was, a Jew was tried before him in a case involving, but only incidentally, relations with an ‘Aryan’ woman. This was ‘race injury,’ something the Party was especially anxious to punish. In the case at bar, however, the judge had the power to convict the man of a ‘nonracial’ offense and send him to an ordinary prison for a very long term, thus saving him from Party ‘processing’ which would have meant concentration camp or, more probably, deportation and death. But the man was innocent of the ‘nonracial’ charge, in the judge’s opinion, and so, as an honorable judge, he acquitted him. Of course, the Party seized the Jew as soon as he left the courtroom.”

“And the judge?”

“Yes, the judge. He could not get the case off his conscience—a case, mind you, in which he had acquitted an innocent man. He thought that he should have convicted him and saved him from the Party, but how could he have convicted an innocent man? The thing preyed on him more and more, and he had to talk about it, first to his family, then to his friends, and then to acquaintances. (That’s how I heard about it.) After the ’44 Putsch they arrested him. After that, I don’t know.”

I said nothing.

“Once the war began,” my colleague continued, “resistance, protest, criticism, complaint, all carried with them a multiplied likelihood of the greatest punishment. Mere lack of enthusiasm, or failure to show it in public, was ‘defeatism.’ You assumed that there were lists of those who would be ‘dealt with’ later, after the victory. Goebbels was very clever here, too. He continually promised a ‘victory orgy’ to ‘take care of’ those who thought that their ‘treasonable attitude’ had escaped notice. And he meant it; that was not just propaganda. And that was enough to put an end to all uncertainty.

“Once the war began, the government could do anything ‘necessary’ to win it; so it was with the ‘final solution of the Jewish problem,’ which the Nazis always talked about but never dared undertake, not even the Nazis, until war and its ‘necessities’ gave them the knowledge that they could get away with it. The people abroad who thought that war against Hitler would help the Jews were wrong. And the people in Germany who, once the war had begun, still thought of complaining, protesting, resisting, were betting on Germany’s losing the war. It was a long bet. Not many made it.”

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The 6 Grand Illusions That Keep Us Enslaved to the Matrix


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“In prison, illusions can offer comfort.” – Nelson Mandela

For a magician to fool his audience his deceit must go unseen, and to this end he crafts an illusion to avert attention from reality. While the audience is entranced, the deceptive act is committed, and for the fool, reality then becomes inexplicably built upon on a lie. That is, until the fool wakes up and recognizes the truth in the fact that he has been duped.

Maintaining the suspension of disbelief in the illusion, however, is often more comforting than acknowledging the magician’s secrets.

We live in a world of illusion. So many of the concerns that occupy the mind and the tasks that fill the calendar arise from planted impulses to become someone or something that we are not. This is no accident. As we are indoctrinated into this authoritarian-corporate-consumer culture that now dominates the human race, we are trained that certain aspects of our…

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Kabuki dance in the theater of the damned – Redux


In Reply To: Max Velocity and The Rightful Liberty movement.

“The world shall yet decide,
in truths, clear, far off light,
that the soldiers who wore the gray,
and died with Lee, were in the right.”
–Confederate Veterans memorial, Anderson SC

This conversation started at;
http://www.maxvelocitytactical.com/2014/10/rightful-liberty-continental-congress/#comment-109362

and finishes here, since, I did not want to stink up Max’s site, with the mad ravings of a “Theocrat”. It is amazing what people can read into words, intended or not, I admit, when I responded to his suggested ‘solution’ to the problems of the Rightful Liberty movement, I was a bit too succinct and harsh. I was having a shitty day, literally…

We take this up here, as a response to Max Velocity, a person I respect, highly, as a writer and a physical warrior. His post, a petition of grievances, could also be construed as a declaration of war… use the above link to read my comment, and his response, where he accuses me of being a ‘Theocrat’. We take this up here, from my follow up comment below…

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To max;
Thank you for the honor of a reply.
I deeply, and sincerely apologize, you’re right. I woke up sick, and still am, I offer this not as an excuse, but a reason for my poorly chosen words, and that they were not deliberate as I have always highly respected you based on your writing, and should have kept that in mind. However, from the tone, and content of this post, it is hard to determine what you are for and against. Oh, I get what you are trying to accomplish, but, are you ‘petitioning’ or declaring war? Either could be construed. But first, you must know thy enemy. They, will consider this a declaration of war, so tread lightly. It is like the definition of liberty and pornography, you have a hard time putting it into words, but you know it when you see it. One man’s liberty, is another man’s tyranny.
I will not stink up your post any further, with any long winded explanations or discourse, which, you will probably get angry about, again, simply because I can see, you love the ‘Dream’ and structures you were indoctrinated into, and I, have outgrown them. One day, when you grow old(if you grow old), you will see that ‘power’, is the only argument worth having in defining the concept of liberty. So I will take this up on my blog, and give a fuller response to your thought provoking piece.

God bless, and good day.
Piper

(Now, to continue, I really don’t know why I bother, the thought, that a constitutional convention, could succeed in anything but a self destructive Kabuki circus, considering what The Establishment will do to it, is ludicrous. This was laid out in the Kabuki dance in the theater of the damned, but also, a strategy for countering them. Unfortunately, there is no Rightful Liberty, or Patriot ‘movement’, there are only a bunch of individuals with as many differing opinions, we, are like a herd of cats. The Left, is akin to a thundering herd of buffaloes. Who, do we think will run over whom? Remember, in this country, those who VOTE for a living, now outnumber those who WORK for a living. Think about the ramifications of that tiny stat. With that said, I will confine my remarks in three parts, to; Convention, Liberty, and Theocracy.)

Part 1
Article 5 CONSTITUTIONAL CONVENTION; The CON-CON.
(The following is not my ‘opinion’, but, my agreement in a sort of amalgam of many opinions, voiced over the last few years on this subject. No references, just memory… if you wish, do your own research.)

Dear Max,
you are technically correct, but philosophically wrong. Your premise is based on the concept that an article 5 convention, can ‘restore’ constitutional government and ‘Rightful Liberty’. Let me disabuse you of the notion of why you are right and elucidate at length upon why you are wrong.

You are technically correct. The only thing that can bring Washington DC to heel, is an Article 5 Convention of states… called by “The Several States”(the state legislatures). To reassert THEIR power over Washington, since, WE created the Federal Leviathan, and only WE can put it down. It is the only moral(political) level of war that actually frightens The Establishment. But, just because of that, I have now come to the conclusion that it would be a disaster. That is where you are wrong, philosophically, and failing to think it through. (You even admitted not knowing how delegates were chosen, so bear with me.)

First, in today’s media circus environment, just The Process of calling a convention and electing delegates would destroy the country, it would also turn America into a complete and utter laughing stock to the rest of the world. Each of the states, would become a Kabuki circus, as potential delegates swarm them, even Rush Limbaugh,George Cloony, celebrities galore would/could want to be a delegate. Would star power or money rule the day? Both probably, that’s how it works, that’s how delegates will be chosen, especially if referendums are demanded. But, that would also be a part of THE PROCESS. Imagine the circus of 50 potential celebrity delegates running in a referendum…, and that’s just one state. I forgot, is it 38 states required, just to CALL a CON-CON?

Then there is the issue of organizing the convention itself. This process is controlled by CONGRESS… who, would probably demand that it be held IN CONGRESS. But, would the Several States allow it? Would factions break off demanding an ‘organizing mini convention’, in order to plan the convention? Would the left and the right, the tea party and greens, the single issue groups, have any sway on the organizing of the convention itself? How long would it take to organize a CONCON, a constitutional convention? What effect would the army of lobbyists have? Would special rules be needed to ban the old power brokers from attending? If you don’t, you’re doomed from the start.

If called, Washington itself would gridlock into convention mode, it would be demanded that the ‘old government’ sit on its hands until The People have spoken. Swift descent into chaos would follow, the stock market would also enter into chaos as the circus news of the day sends the ticker zooming and crashing. The dollar would crash into toilet paper, and then the economy, and then the dollar would lose its standing as the global reserve currency. Then, the country would fragment along state and ethnic lines, and the old confederacy, would reassert itself. I assure you, people around here still hate General Sherman, and pray that; “The South shall rise again.” The distrust of the Federal government runs wide and deep. We still venerate old confederate war memorials. Those progressives who removed the confederate battle flags from General Lee’s sepulcher, would find themselves hanging along with those six black students who were offended at Washington and Lee University. The progressives would suddenly find their treatment of southern heritage, to be their undoing as ancient passions are loosed by the broken bonds that have held them in check for so long.

When convened, even before the gavel falls calling the delegates to order, the outside of whatever facility, will be an ocean of people. It will be surrounded by rings of different colored uniforms. Police, Federal agents, and most likely, military, national guard, and private and state militias guarding delegations. Because nobody will trust anybody, the passions of the animal that lurks beneath the veneer of all civilization, will come through in waves of street marches, for and against the issues of the day. There will be groups whose entire purpose will be to prevent the convention, disrupt it, or destroy it. Make no mistake, somehow, somewhere, almost before it starts, it will be a bloody mess once the people are told; THE STAKES in The Game.

The Federals themselves, cannot be a part of the process, because, they have the most to lose. Name your favorite department or bureaucracy, and they are all on the table. They all have a stake in losing their seat on the gravy train. So The Federals would be the highest suspect in any false flag operations, I can imagine seeing entire state delegations wiped out, simply because everybody knows, ‘they’ are all against <name your issue/cause/department/bureaucracy>. The are also the ones, with the most to gain if the process is disrupted into civil war. For make no mistake, this would raise the passions of the people beyond the level of reason. And if disrupted by party or parties unknown, it will be, in the words of John Wayne; “Katie bar the door”.

If, by some grace of God, you manage to gavel the delegates to order, remember this, you are gaveling ‘Law’ itself into a near state of being null and void. If you elect enough untainted ‘good guys’ as delegates(that are not bought and paid for by The Establishment), then the Convention itself would immediately descend into floor fights. No amendments could be adopted without(probably literal), blood on the floor. If the Establishment buys a majority of the delegates, then you, and all of us, have lost the whole ball game because we would lose the existing constitutional structure altogether. So, one way or another, America would, for all intents and purposes, cease to exist. The history of empires should give you a clue, that once an empire collapses, regardless of why, the people lose faith in not only the government, but the structure of government… democracies tend to collapse into dictatorships. Once the constitution and the dollar has ‘failed’, publicly, catastrophically, and completely, there will be little to put back together. This is why my last musing on this subject, reached the conclusion, that the only way to save some semblance of who we are, is to propose the Amendment of Dissolution. At the end of a long floor fight, it may be the only thing all the totally exhausted delegates will agree on, is to just ‘End It’.

Part II
LibertyTo be continued.

 

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