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On Sovereignty and Gold Value – TMOS Interlude

Vox put up a good post on Putin’s Presidential Q&A. It’s worth reading because it is useful to drive points that should be obvious by now home.

Nothing that is in Vox’s post is news to me, nor has it been for a long time, in fact, far linger than I have known Vox. But his post certainly helped to bring into sharp focus for me something that I have been in essence writing about in one way or another for decades, and it is this: the big picture of things really is quite simple.

There are events from my life that stuck out and are remembered sharply even fifty years later. Many are related to shocking or unusual events but a few are rooted in the very reality we inhabit on this planet. Specifically, I recall how since the age of four to about seven, I tried repeatedly to make sense of the concept of money, and how as a child I simply could not make sense of it at all.

The whole thing seemed absurd and fake to me, and although I eventually did what everyone else does, except I did it at about age seven: give up and assume it must be too complicated for me to grasp. But the truth is precisely the opposite.

The whole concept of fiat money is absurd. It is literally invented out of thin air (and sustained by literally nothing) by a bunch of predatory, and largely also child raping perverts, to enslave humanity. And yes, I know that sounds “unhinged” —especially if you working finance yourself, right? And yet… anyone who takes the time to look into it knows I am simply stating an undeniable fact.

Fiat money has no bearing on logic, reason, justice or fairness of any kind. It is an entirely vicious, evil, and predatory controlling mechanism that we have all somehow been fooled, cajoled, ultimately forces into accepting as “the way things are”, as if it was as normal as needing to drink water and breathe air to live. But it is a complete fiction and absolutely not required to exist at all for anything we have now and indeed more and better things to exist too.

Even without getting into other esoteric concepts for which a blog post is not the place, if we just shifted to a gold standard again, it would be a major improvement.

Which is why anyone who tried it in living memory ends up having their entire country “liberated” by USA carpet bombing, colour revolutions and the death of the guy proposing it as a vicious dictator.

We could even improve on the gold standard too, with my fractionating value of gold concept, which could be related to a generic global population index adjusted yearly. This means the value of gold would fluctuate yearly on the basis of the overall global population. More people and each fraction of gold becomes more valuable. Leas people and it drops in value.

The idea being that the total amount of gold on the planet is eventually finite, and you could say that each human being could on average use say 10 million dollars of value over a lifetime, and if we assume a total of 8 billion people, that would mean the total value of the gold on Earth needs to be 10,000,000 x 8,000,000,000 = 80 quadrillion dollars. The total amount of gold currently mined and excavated on Earth is approximately 200,000 tons, so each gram of gold should have a value of 400,000 dollars. Sounds like a lot? Not really. Many people use up a lot more than 10 million dollars in their lives. And you can always fractionate the gold. So you have various gold deposits (some “banks” that is really a central fort knox type place with extreme security but also total transparency – think live cameras and open book accounting online globally) that stores people’s or even governments gold, and issues digital currency that is measured in micrograms (one microgram would be worth 40 cents in this example).

At any time a person can go to one of the “banks” (really just holding secure places that have no other function) and retrieve whatever weight of gold they are able to (say a minimum of a gram for ease of things). More importantly, anyone has the right to verify each “bank” really has exactly the amount of gold they are issuing digital currency for on each customer’s behalf.

Such a system would also have to instantly do away with usury, which is the favourite weapon of the parasites feeding on the rest of the human race currently.

Anyway…

You see how my thought about money as a four to seven year old was in fact correct, and how with another 20 years or so of life experience, one could easily describe a system that is simple to understand, fair, and would absolutely work.

Yes, I came up with this system by age 26. I never published it officially as I figured doing so at the time in any meaningfully public way might be unhealthy. After all, I am from the generation that saw what happened to the guy who posted the original essay titled Assassination Politics.

And that’s the thing. If you are just able to ignore the lies and reason things out for yourself, all the big political and economic “issues” are childishly simple to understand and correct.

They might be extremely difficult to put in practice, but not because of any intrinsic difficulty beyond the fact that the current pedovores in charge would absolutely murder you and whole nations to prevent so much as the ideas, never mind the implementations of these things.

The other thing that struck me as a seven year old was the concept of indeed free trade and specifically import/export of goods. I still recall out elementary school teacher explaining how export goods were the top quality that we would send out and we would keep the second grade stuff. That didn’t make any sense to me either. Surely if you have an excess of something that other people need you keep the best stuff for YOUR people and send out the next best thing. After all… if the other guys don’t have enough of it they can hardly complain can they?

And by the time I was old enough to know what GDP stood for, I knew that the entire system of economics and accounting was basically the purview of conmen and idiots and idiot-conmen. I briefly took an economics class for university and dropped it after a scant month when it became equally obvious that all accounting is, is a way to mask fraud, theft, lies and deceit. Sure, some people that work in that field are actually honest, I know, I worked in a closely related aspect of it for decades and still do, but the various practices of accounting, while mostly potentially harmless in and of themselves, become intrinsically easy to be made deceptive by someone adept at navigating the system. And it’s not even an injustice in many cases, because more often than not, all a good accountant is trying to do, is fend off the throughly predatory class of vermin that composes government, who live off the work of honest citizens while giving a return for it that would see them executed for fraud, criminal negligence, misappropriation of funds, nepotism and flat out theft in any just society.

See, things really are NOT that complicated. And even the more truly nuanced and deeper aspects of economics can still be thought of carefully and deeply and equitable, fair, honest, and just solutions found.

But that is not what the people who own and run things like the Bank for International Settlement and the Federal Reserve and the various “national” Central Banks, and the IMF want.

Of course not.

They want the chaos, and the barriers to understanding, real, simple, knowledge first of all, then the barriers to entry into their domain of course and above all, the barriers to doing anything at all that might change the status quo where they have infinite supply of that which they create out if thin air, but determines if your child will eat or starve, have access to good medicine based in science or poisons based in the lies they teach their “cattle” (you and yours and me and mine), that is: fiat money.

It’s all a giant, massive lie, spun in a delusion, covered by sophistry, fraudulent math, predatory “legislation”, and deeper down, blackmail, violence, war, and deception at every turn.

So what can you do about it? You can start by regaining as much of your own personal sovereignty as you can, with the aim of becoming able to be independent of fiat money too, ultimately. And this is what I have been writing about in various ways for the last four years at least, but has been a trend for much of my life. Until 2020 though, this was limited to trying to be left alone as I got in with my little life in my corner of the world. That was a mistake many of us made, and it is no linger sustainable.

It’s time to organise and create a new way of life.

You will find the beginning of this in the sticky post at the top labelled The Important Stuff. Click on that read more up there or the link here, and work your way through. At the bottom you also have links to various series that will help you put things in context.

Good luck cowboy. Hope to see you on my side of the fight one day.

By G | 19 December 2024 | Posted in Farming Life, Hard Facts, Increasing Happiness, Social Commentary, Theoretical Models of Society

The IMPORTANT STUFF

This pinned post aims to give both new and old visitors the quick links to the main parts of this site that are most important, and gets updated with any new stuff fairly regularly so it’s a good idea to check it now and then.

By G | 19 December 2024 | Posted in Actual Science, Believe, Books, Brain-Mind Functionality, Catholicism, Caveman Theory, Christianity, Clown World, Face on Mars, Farming Life, Hard Facts, Human Performance, Hypnosis, In the Shadow of Monte Bianco, In the Shadow of Monte Castello, Increasing Happiness, NAZI MOON, Overlords of Mars - 1, Overlords of Mars - 2, Reclaiming the Catholic Church, Sedevacantism, StCZA - Module 0, StCZA - Q.O.R.G., Systema, The Crusades - Iron Men and Saints Vol. 1, The Dirty Old West, Theoretical Models of Society, Writing

Blog Look Will Remain Unchanged

The People have spoken. I will also add a brief (say under 9,000 words!) explanation as to why.

Perhaps my binging of the series Mad Men has inclined me to explain myself more than usual concerning a topic I hardly ever mention but that is actually quite important to me: Aesthetics.

And since you all have short attention spans I put a heading below in underlined bold you can skip to.

The Poll remains open so it may accumulate more votes over time, but I am also quite sure that most of the critics have spoken already.

I also received some texts and emails and one of the most balanced was an email that explained how the eye naturally tracks from top left to bottom right for Westerners, and that while, yes, the fruitfly attention span is a real thing, and people probably don’t even notice the sidebars and links there, this site has a unique look that is not really found anywhere else; and that —for anyone with a little discernment— makes it stand out from the endless deserts of slick, clean, pristine, and sterile sites that all resemble each other.

And he has a point. I don’t know about you, but I can barely stomach seeing another substack layout.

He was probably too polite to point out what my most constructive critic spells out, which is that he thinks the blog looks like a Warhammer 40K site and that there is so much content it looks like a reddit sub with 50,000 posts.

While I resent the Reddit comparison, I understand this site is not one-dimensional, and that can be “overwhelming” for some, after all, I cover everything from Ancient Technology to the Zombie Apocalypse, and everything in between, with serious posts about astronomy, Mars, The Catholic Church, Martial Arts, Christianity, Hypnosis, Science Fiction deeply steeped in Nazi “Conspiracy theories” that are rooted in factual events, random thoughts on the farming life, occasional humorous anecdotes about my not quite feral, but certainly savage children, and many, many, other topics, as the categories list (now fixed after the hack attack) on the right clearly shows.

So, yeah, I guess the average overstimulated, non-existent attention-span, partially woke, partially boomerzeigest infected, possibly apathetic GenXer, depressed Millennial, or stoned GenZ reader may find the site too much “effort” to peruse, investigate, navigate, and explore.

I get it.

But you see, as I wrote back in 2009 when I created this site’s look, from scratch, out of my own ideas and head, and despite it offering both Hypnosis Services (which are actually being requested more lately, with good results in general) as well as a link to my E-store for digital versions of books I wrote (most of which are also on Amazon), and some watercolours I do when time permits, the primary thing this site is about is not what you might think.

It is not politics, hypnosis, science, science fiction, writing, or really any of the categories listed on the right; but rather, it is about an overall, encompassing category I mentioned right at the very origin of this site:

Exploration.

As I wrote in 2009 (the site launched in early 2010 but I had written up the various pieces a few months earlier):

The world we inhabit, and the universe we find ourselves in, is an absolutely incredible and fascinating thing. In truth, almost everything I do stems from my ever-growing curiosity about many, many things.

This site means to attract a very unique type of reader.

The ideal daily visitor is a person that is still curious about life and the world we live in. Increasingly frustrated or angered by the increasing enstupidation and zombification of humanity all around us, but not crippled by it. Not a nihilist or a person lacking in hope and ability as a result of the grind they put us all under. I want the rebels that prefer to live out in the wastelands with single action revolvers, filtered water catchment tanks, solar panels, and water turbines, far away from the drug-addled inhabitants of the Brave New World Cities where you will be provided for, own nothing, and be drugged, lied to and brainwashed into “happiness”.

Such people will NEVER agree with everything I think, opine on or write. There will be things I say that will piss them off, or they will disagree with, BUT and this is key, they are the type of person that CAN be persuaded by facts. And as such, even the things I write that may piss them off may later, one day, when presented in a way that suits them more, be digested, metabolised and assimilated. They may, in fact, change their mind. And sometimes they may change mine.

Everyone likes to think they are that type of person, who can change his mind based on solid facts, but I estimate that at minimum over 85% of people are simply not. And if I had to guesstimate the actual number of people that can turn their long-held beliefs on a dime when presented with irrefutable evidence, I would say that at the most optimistic and generous, it is under 2%.

So, I know. I am my own worst enemy from a financial, economic, or fame perspective. And while I care absolutely not at all for fame, I could certainly appreciate being able to make a living just from my writing and sharing of concepts, stories, and ideas I have discovered in my rather eventful life. That would be truly awesome.

But not at the cost of my integrity.

I ENJOY writing this blog. And while it lay mostly dormant for years at a time, because my life was too full, chaotic and dynamic for me to give this much thought, since 3 years ago, I have begun an attempt to create a stable family home. It’s not a coincidence given I have also fathered three children in the last 5 years.

And while I have no more time (in fact, probably less), no less chaos, and certainly a LOT more worries and a LOT less money than I did before, continuing to write here actually gives me some of the spiritual fuel that inspires me and keeps me going.

Yes, the Satanists in charge may nuke the site tomorrow from orbit, or I may get droned or microwaved into a “heart attack” for it, or whatever.

C’est la vie.

But in the meantime I’ll carry on as I see fit.

And in doing so, the people that will most likely be attracted to this site are the types who WILL look at the links on the sidebars.

The types of people who DO read full length books and enjoy them, even if they too are harassed, squashed into cubicles, robbed of their time and sanity and souls every day.

They are the people who remain curious, defiant, who are able to change their mind based on facts, enjoy a story or a laugh with a man they agree on some things with and disagree on others, without either one ever losing respect for each other.

They are the type who, perhaps, also understand my sense of taste.

The Aesthetics of this most Excellent and Tonic Verbarium of Ideas

In my opinion, the last natural, real, honest, scientists, were best exemplified in the late 1800s. It was a time when equipment and machinery was crafted with care and skill, but also with a pleasing aesthetic.

Scientific observation was meticulously undertaken with patient recording of results and while the scientific method was held to tightly, the imagination of men was unfettered. We could envision sky-ships and then we built them.

Cognac and good cigars were served in the well-furnished libraries of men who could theorise on the laws of gravity as easily as discuss the possibility of remote areas of the world that might house supposedly extinct species. Men who would travel to far-away lands to explore ancient and mysterious ruins to discover the real origins of mankind. Men who did not fear an intellectual conversation, nor a brawl when the occasion called for it. Men who could argue honestly in search of truth, not the mere satisfaction of ego.

Such is the design of this site.

The slightly baroque look of the wallpaper reminiscent of hand-crafted wood-panelling, the various links and addendums to the site analogous to hidden doors in the library, or a secret panel in the desk, behind which was to be found even more astonishing information and locations.

It was a time where a man could be a real scientist, an explorer, a polymath, hold his own in discussions with the most esteemed experts of various royal societies, but not shy away from a bare knuckle fight or a duel with rapiers at dawn.

It was a better time, when men (and women) of good breeding, or at least quick wit, were naturally more observant, could make something of themselves through their own efforts, and were free to explore thoughts, ideas, lands and cultures with no one bothering them too much beyond possibly trying to kill them for time to time; but usually for economic or personal reasons, which are at least understandable, unlike much of the wokeness of the present day.

So that, is the look I was going for.

And I would say it has stood the test of time.

It is not a design that has “aged out”.

It was intentionally started as something you might expect to find well over one hundred years ago, in a slightly cyberpunkish, Space 1899, Jules Verne and HG Wells novel, sort of way.

The intent here, is that while the tone can range from rough and brusque to rarefied and abstract, the point is freedom to think. Freedom to explore.

And in fact, in writing out this explanation for you, gentle readers and kind supporters of my work (and yes, you too, those who hate-read here in fury, and even you, Dean, 30-year veteran of the NSA/CIA/FBI/Spook outfit that is designated as my personal agent), I am reminded of that original intent as well as the ways I may have strayed from it here and there, as every man will.

At times my tone has been cruder than I prefer, but then, it is a very raw and evil world we inhabit, and I, nor my target audience, is a prude. The odd curse or graphic sentence here and there is not anything I will lose sleep over, but perhaps, I can find a better way to temper my expressions.

I do not know yet if this site will ever reach a large enough readership that it might result in continued patronage of the things I offer and mention here, I hope it does, and soon. But regardless if it ever does or not, I will continue to write here in this spirit; and the changes that might come to this site (other than what Dean and his friends might have in store for us all) will probably be limited to a consolidation, of various concepts or topics. Perhaps an addition of a forum for people to discuss various ideas.

And there is certainly scope for people to contribute.

The SOE side of things has never taken off because the readership I have is small, and we are all increasingly struggling to survive, but the structure for it is all identified and it would be awesome if other natural scientists from around the world took it upon themselves to do experiments, report them back here and get them to be added to the Adventure Science Library, which I have not had a chance to work on and update in years.

Similarly, you might want to actually physically join me in Italy or at least contribute to the efforts of The Kurganate. One man already has bought property near me, another lives here already, and more would come here tomorrow if they had the funds to do so. Some are working towards it.

Or you might just support my efforts by reading my books, or subscribing with a membership to my YouTube channel.

Or… you could simply use the share button at the bottom of each blog post (you need to actually click on the blog post individually for the button to appear at the end of a post, but we are working on it showing even if you are just on the main page) and send whatever post interests you to a friend.

In Conclusion

I know this site is not for everyone.

It was never meant to be.

It was always meant to be for that discerning, objective, rational, curious, adventurous yet scientific type of person. Maybe they all died out in the late 1800s, or maybe I really am from Mars, and was transported here as a very small baby, in a perverse reversal of John Carter’s situation. But whatever the case may be, and as much harder as becoming a Warlord of Terra is, I plan to continue on as a, possibly Martian, erudite polymath, with a large vocabulary, a small to inexistent capacity for suffering fools, and a partiality for rapiers, blades and firearms, exploring ancient ruins, and hunting for cryptids.

As all the best of my kind from 1888 or so did.

By G | 23 October 2024 | Posted in Actual Science, Ancient Technology, Books, Brain-Mind Functionality, Farming Life, Humour, Hypnosis, Increasing Happiness, Poll, Writing

Cleaning Up the Damage and Psyops

UPDATE: Well, it’s Monday, and Dean (I like to call him Dean) of the CIA/NSA/FBI is back at work I guess. Because THIS post was truncated half-way cutting out more than half, which is also rather malicious in that if I didn’t check I would think the post is up but readers would assume it’s ended rather abruptly and in a spot that makes it look like I sold out. He definitely thinks like a petty government employee. Some of you may still have the original post on your browser in full if you do not refresh. if you do, copy it and email it to me please.

As mentioned yesterday when the blog was restored, the attack on my site was something that was done over a period of months and the infiltration was extensive.

We are still fixing a few things, like the way that each post looks if you click on it individually, as well as trying to see if we can add the share button under each post not only when you click on an individual post, but have it visible also from the main feed under each post.

There are obviously also some security things happening behind the scenes.

As we continue to resolve the issues, some rather interesting things are coming to light about the attack:

1. The focus here was to ensuring any post related to Sedevacantism or proper Catholicism exposing all the fake “Pope” since 1958 to the present were in essence not linked, and not presenting alternate and related posts on the same subject.

2. Ditto anything relating to Bergoglio and the antipapacy.

3. And of course, the exposure of really important things like who controls the financial system of the entire planet, what the Bank of International Settlement is and does and who owns it, the genocide in Gaza, the now proven medical fact that the covid bioengineered “virus” was designed to not affect those who present genetically as Ashkenazi Jews, anywhere near as much as it was designed to cause harm to people of a Viking-like disposition (the original Crusaders and a class I and my wife and children belong to) and the fact that the genetic serum murder juice was probably bioengineered similarly, so as to not be anywhere near as lethal to a certain ethnicity. You know, stuff like the at was attacked more directly.

4. It has now come to light that at least some self-confessed Israeli actors have possibly been directly contacting and attempting to mildly intimidate Sedevacantists going to mass. These are professional people of a very honest and unthreatening type being approached by vague strangers making very personal queries that show the “random stranger” knows a lot about them, before informing them they are Israelis and the people being interfered with or delayed are now “allowed” to go to Mass.

I am not surprised by the attack on my site, nor the (for now) subtle-ish intimidation of proper Catholics just going about their business and attending Holy Mass.

Most people are unaware that I have been under some level of psyop activity since I wrote The Face on Mars. It was pretty intense at the time and then tapered off for a bit with various spikes in activity over the intervening almost 30 years. It spiked up a little when I wrote the Systema book but not much and again when I wrote Believe! and Reclaiming the Catholic Church.

It ranged from having my phone tapped (confirmed by professionals who worked in the South African Secret Service, though they were more upset by the fact they didn’t know who was doing it) to various digital infiltrations (my phone and emails were hacked as were those of women I was seeing, family members and so on) and quite serious interference with communications as well as direct threats to people who were associating with me at the time.

But I have lived an “interesting life” —in the Chinese sense of the word— and pissed off several people who definitely have the means to cause the same sort of harm. Usually because such wealthy individuals behaved badly with someone I cared about or in generic terms and had to face either some consequences or a rather serious me discussing the possibility of their helping to clean out a toilet bowl with their face if they did not alter course.

The point is that such people invariably fold under pressure of the low-technology kind.

I also pissed off some people that are certainly not shy to get deeply involved in that kind of low-tech philosophy of life, and they had somewhat more direct responses, like sending armed men to my place of residence, but neither kind of pressure has really affected my course in life in terms of how I will behave, even if it certainly has affected me in various ways, primarily financially, and by being kept out of any positions that would gather much influence very widely.

But to be fair, I was never really interested in the latter, and in the former only insofar as being able to live well and provide for my loved ones. But life is brutal and for all I know I’ll be “droned” or “accidented” or “infarcted”, or “cancered” or whatever, at some point for my trouble, and if so, so be it. I never lost sleep over it when I was not a believer, and I certainly am not losing sleep over it even more, now that I am Catholic. I doubt I’ll be “suicided” other than perhaps as a direct warning that it wasn’t a suicide, because anyone that knows me is aware that just isn’t an option for me.

And for all I know, one of the factions somewhere may even help “elevate” me at some point, if so, behind the scenes and without my direct knowledge, because I certainly have been

(this is where he cut off the rest of the post. Interesting place no? I have re-written the rest of the post below, so it will differ from what you may have read earlier, but the “approached multiple times” was part of the original. By cutting it off here it made it look as if I had been secretly “paid” which I assure you is not the case. But hey… if the elites want to give me a ton of cash by say buying up millions of my books, I’m just fine with that, and it would probably keep me busy and less dangerous than if they keep pissing me off).

approached multiple times with rather large cash offers which were rejected by me, not because I am a Saint, but rather because there isn’t an amount of money I will compromise my integrity for. Again, not because I am such a good or pious Catholic, or have such outstanding moral fibre, but just because there are certain lines I will not cross, for my own peace of mind, regardless of what anyone else thinks, or thinks is reasonable or not.

The point is that as Adam Piggott pointed out in relation to this attack, I have used my name and face for over 30 years now to say what I want to say. And while I undoubtedly have irritated many in doing this, possibly because I am not a complete idiot and I understand that certain technologies are dangerous and should not be given to everyone without any oversight, I seem to still be alive. Probably also due to the fact that I generally am happy to stay in my lane and not cause too much trouble, as long as I am left reasonably alone and able to live decently, may have been somewhat protective.

But if you poke me, well, then, as I wrote in BELIEVE! since my duty as a Catholic is to spread the light of God, that can be done by setting fire to enemy encampments. So every time I receive such attacks, guess what… I’m going to get busy doing my best to spread the gospel and related topics even more.

That old adage that “the best defence is a good offence” is not always right, but it certainly has a lot to be said for, especially when the attacks are from the indemoniated and their little servants.

It is important too that you do so boldly and without fear. Because for one, fear, on some level is ALWAYS an illusion, and secondly, even if it is somewhat justified, giving in to fear is never the Way. As Catholics we are not given to a spirit of fear. Nor do we need hope either.

If I end up dead for my troubles, well, everyone dies at some point. And I never lost sleep over the potential damage they can do to me when I wasn’t a believer, I certainly am not going to lose any sleep over it now that I am.

You can break me. You can kill me. But you can never defeat me.

Those who understand that apparent paradoxical sentence don’t need it explained, and those who don’t understand it cannot ever have it explained to them either, so you either know, or you don’t.

And if you are one of those who does, then join us. Create your own groups and communities, or join ours. And if you are not, then get out of the way.

This post, this blog, and even me, may be gone tomorrow, but nothing can stop the indomitable spirit of men who have no fear of the enemy and will continue to act justly and push back at the evil in this world.

They have spent 4 years trying to ensure people no longer meet up face to face and get organised to build things that will resist the Satanic agenda they are ramping up daily. So, reader… what are you going to do?

After I had written the original version of this post, I went for a coffee at the local bar and a conversation was struck up with a group of strangers that laughed when I posted out that a patron that had just left looked like the doppelgänger of Benjamin Netanyahu. I told them I was very briefly worried. if Bibi was in our little village then things were really bad. they all immediately concurred and said it was best for him and his kind to stay far away from us, and that led into talk about the covid scamdemic, the forced LGBT-Pedo agenda and so on, and I didn’t hold back. I stated my views direct, openly and unambiguously, and said if anyone was offended they could keep away from me, which would make us both happy.

Not a single one of them objected. Not even mildly with a disapproving look. In fact, the women especially, were nodding in enthusiastic agreement with me.

And that has been my experience throughout. I have yet to get a single person objecting to my views when I express them directly and openly.

We are the majority. And we are all equally sick of the bullshit narratives we are being fed. But most have been cowed into self-censorship by vociferous scum that has got hold of some power due to our own weakness, laziness and inaction. But when thousands and millions of us decide we had enough, they simply can’t do anything about it. So, stop being afraid.

I may get droned. Maybe you too. But they can’t drone all of us. The maths just doesn’t work. And you can sense it, can’t you? They are starting to get scared. And they absolutely ARE given to a spirit of fear. They literally signed a pact with the devil in many cases. But I sure didn’t. And neither did you. So, act accordingly.

By G | 20 October 2024 | Posted in Believe, Catholicism, Christianity, Face on Mars, Freemasons, Hard Facts, Heretics, Increasing Happiness, Reclaiming the Catholic Church, Sedevacantism, Social Commentary, Systema, Systema, The Enemy Within, The Jews

Words Matter

In the various studies of how the mind works and how we process information, are various tests that show with varying degrees of precision, which modality people use to process information as their primary channel.

My own tests were producing invariably strange results that went beyond the normal range of what they are supposed to measure. It was only after I understood what this meant, that I could really better understand certain concepts and even events that had occurred to me that remained somewhat “unexplainable” or could even be considered “supernatural”, but that once I understood two things, suddenly all made sense.

The two things were that:

Firstly, my primary mode of processing information is kinaesthetic (touch), and that to a degree that is not considered, or even accounted for, in any test I have seen, and the second part of it is that this ability or level of processing of information actually extends beyond the physical body.

We all have magnetic fields and I believe having a sufficiently sensitive perception of kinaesthetic information means you can perceive information through this field too. There is, in fact, enough scientifically repeatable science to show this is a real phenomenon by the way, and on a personal level, experiences I lived through while working in close protection and even before that as a child as well as many examples in my decades of martial art training, have proven this to me without any doubt remaining.

Lastly, there is also sufficient evidence that this magnetic field may also allow us to receive information from much further afield than most suspect. And once again, there is plenty of clinically observed and tested evidence for this too. A good place to start for this would be Professor Michael Persinger’s video, No More Secrets.

Anyway, my usual digression into what many may assume is some self-glorification, is, also as usual, not that, but rather the presentation of evidence that I have absolute, objective, reason to believe in. I realise of course that this may well look subjective to the reader, but for any regular readers, I think that my dedication to the highest truth I am capable of presenting is clear. I have no problem admitting error when I make it and realise it, and nothing I have said about my experiences can, or has ever been, refuted as untrue.

At any rate, this post is not really about my processing of information by my primary method, which is kinaesthetically (that is, by the sense of touch), interesting as it may be (especially when I consider, as some women I knew in my past pointed out, that I spent a great deal of time punching and kicking other men and being punched and kicked by them in turn).

It is instead, commentary on my second most used sense to process information, which is my sense of hearing, so, really as far as humans are concerned, the processing of words.

Most people use the three senses of touch, hearing and sight to process information, and there are relatively simple ways of determining what their primary, secondary and tertiary senses are for processing the world around them.

Mine, in order, are kinaesthetic (to a degree often not measurable by the tests), hearing (combined with what is sometimes described as audio/digital, which is a kind of formalised logical processing that can be viewed as linked/analogous/close-to internal self-talk) and finally sight.

I found it interesting when I first took these tests over months and years, that sight always was the least important of the senses for me in terms of how I processed the world around me. In a sense, it could be said I have an inbuilt “protection” from being fooled by my “lying eyes”. While hearing, for tonality, sounds and words, is my second most used sense, again, interesting, because the spoken content usually only forms about 7% of what people perceive/use in communication between them. I suspect it’s lower for women or higher for men, but that’s another blog post.

I recall a distinct point in time, talking to a very pretty woman, how the words that were coming out of her mouth were saying one thing, but every other aspect of her that I was processing unconsciously by both that sense of touch —even if we were not touching— and my eyes and what they noticed unconsciously, was telling me the exact opposite.

It was a strange enough and conscious enough experience that I wrote it down later that day.

And some ten or so years later I was able to confirm with the person in question that my non-verbal perception was in fact the correct one, and not her verbal expression. The fact I had written it down and still had that diary made it objectively possible to verify this with certainty.

Words and their meaning have always mattered to me, to the same degree that they tend to matter to little children —now that I have enough of them to notice how precise they are with them— and in general, my expressions in words tend to be autistically accurate.

It is with some interest then, that I noticed long before I was aware of any of these things, that the actual words of a song mattered to me far more than the melody of it. Songs that were popular with large numbers of people would not appeal to me at all, and vice-versa, because of the intrinsic (or perceived) meaning of their lyrics.

For example, the song Brothers in Arms, by dire straits, is one of my top two or three songs ever, maybe the top one, and it is considered somewhat morbid by many people. It certainly has a melancholic quality to it, but for me, its central message is intensely positive. It is saying that even as we literally kill and main each other, in this stupid and broken world, the only thing that makes sense, the only truth, is love.

Similarly, one of the songs both I and my little son since he was a baby like is A Higher Love.

And in the version most familiar to me for the last few years since he was born, you can see why the video might have influenced that.

And even the “original” I was mostly familiar with of Whitney Houston was one I liked a lot too.

As does the little Viking by the way.

We both liked Whitney Houston songs and this one would make him sit and stare in silent awe every time it came on.

Aside a slight streak of appreciation for what might be described as the “exotic” look, which seems to be a genetic trait in the males of my family, and possibly Venetians in general, as we tend to want to explore uncharted lands and certainly have a propensity for becoming very interested in any attractive looking females of said far-away lands, the reality is that most of Houston’s songs had lyrics that could be related to love in general or even gospel music. She was initially presented as a church-going, pristine and innocent christian girl with a great voice.

And for all I know maybe she really was, initially. Her eventual swallowing by the Satanic industry that is music, film, and related activities, may certainly have been the devouring of yet another initially innocent soul.

The point though, is that aside the attractive visuals, it was always the words that ultimately had me enjoying the songs.

And little did I know that the actual original song A Higher Love was by Steve Winwood in 1986.

For some reason, listening to this version with the lyrics visible and only landscapes as background, has an even more powerful effect on me.

Yeah, that little devil symbol in the top left bothers me too, but it doesn’t show in the video.

I know too, why it affects me more deeply.

The “Original” Whitney Houston song from 1990 makes the lyrics be ambiguously about possibly a love that yes may be about God, or from God, but could also be interpreted as the kind of love a woman and a man might share on this Earth.

The Kygo version my son and I saw the most as a full video (endless times) definitely brought the lyrics down to Earth and from the merely possibly Earthly romantic to the definitely Earthly lustful, with a hint of possible romance. The visuals almost entirely obscuring the divine original intent of the real original version of Winwood’s version.

Seeing that video with only the words and landscapes gives a very deep and much more powerful sense of the song.

The original intent of divine love is clear and beautiful, and its undeniable link to our search for it in each other as romantic love is a poignant reminder of our human condition, how weak and fragile and desperate we all are, and one can’t help but feel a tender loving for the misery of the human race while hearing this song.

It’s the kind of feeling of love that hurts.

The same one that I experience from listening to Brothers in Arms.

Part of the reason I am such a misanthrope, is precisely because it is the stupidity, pettiness, weakness, fear, greed, laziness, envy, jealousy, gluttony, and perhaps, above all, cowardice of humanity at large that causes us to live as we do on this planet. That is, oppressed by pedophiles and satanists that have grabbled their way to power by subterfuge, deception, blackmail, and controlling the means of exchange (money), in ways that are meant to enrich them materially while impoverishing us all not just materially, but even worse, spiritually.

Such creatures, should have had their heads lopped off by men of character as soon as they were first discovered to be what they are.

But aside what John C. Wright labelled as the Noble Savage, who at least had a code of conduct or honour (though I assure you it would not be one you would enjoy living under, for they were invariably brutal) the only people who can be said to have ever shown the fortitude, courage and correct violent action more often than not, were Catholic knights.

While Romans, Spartans and Japanese Samurai all have had a history of courage, their rules and codes of conduct were often rather brutal. Catholics were the only warrior class that had chivalry and good conduct towards the weak that was as gentle and humane as it was, brutal though it may appear to us, enfaggotated weaklings of modernity.

If we are ever to free ourselves of the indemoniated critters that currently are controlling the reins of financial, political, media power, and most often force as well, we will need such men again. Men capable of acting for the greater good as is required, without fear and in the full knowledge that their actions will be met with vicious slander, attacks of all kinds and eventually even assassination. And such men should respond and act accordingly.

Words matter. Your word matters. The Word, in case you forgot, is another name for Jesus Christ.

And God is Love.

And as my family motto for at least 800 years states:

Love Conquers All.

Which is not to say sometimes you don’t have to wipe out some demon-infested servants of Satan. But lovingly. And with a prayer over their Hellish carcasses afterwards. Or you know, when you get a chance, because sometimes these flying monkey-imps come in swarms.

By G | 19 October 2024 | Posted in Actual Science, Brain-Mind Functionality, Catholicism, Christianity, Human Performance, Hypnosis, Increasing Happiness, Medical Science, Relationships, Relationships, Sedevacantism, Social Commentary