Capture the Kids

The age of Sex Education is about to be lowered to children age 4 (yes you did read that right, age FOUR), according to a recent news headline. For the good of their own SAFETY and PROTECTION, children will be trained about grooming for sex on the internet. The Sex Ed programming will be rolled out via the government school system where almost the entire nation’s children are now held as a captive audience for anything. Sexual participation is starting younger and younger as kids get more and more sexed up for greedy paedophiles. It is controlled by the government that you voted to be governed by, and funded by your taxes.

Safety and Protection reminds me of being locked in. Locked safely and securely in a safe place. Like a school. It’s good for you, God for you. For your own good, your own God. The God of Sex.

Schools didn’t begin with sex. But they did begin with force.

Victorian times…
It began in Victorian times, victoriously, with compulsory education for all. For our own good. Surely there was some resistance to kids being taken away from families for government training programmes ? Here is an example… In Massachusetts, compulsory schooling was resisted by an estimated 80% of the population. Finally the last outpost of resistance was seized by militia and children were marched to school under guard. It is as if children are criminals, and parents are harbouring them. Are you going to come quietly ? Or shall I fetch the armed guard ?

Educational Prison…
Schools and prisons are quite similar. Schools are becoming increasingly secure. Prisons are offering more education. Both take away liberty. School hours are set to increase, while prison reform shows the benefits for prisoners of having family support. Prisons and schools both invest huge amounts of time and effort into behavourial control and punishment systems.

Sent to prison…
You are sent to prison if you are convicted of a crime, sometimes that crime is to not send your child to school. You are sent to school by your parents, if you are age 4 to 18, and sometimes until older if you go to University too. You are let out of prison when you have served time. You are let out of school age 18, it is a standard sentence for school inmates, though you can extend it for a few more years at Uni by paying extra.

Warehousing…
Schools and prisons are both overcrowded and understaffed and underfunded. Sickness, violence and sex all spread easily in these closed in, squashed up conditions.

Safe and Secure…
Schools have entryphone systems, CCTV cameras (57 of them at the last school I worked in), they have security fences and security gates. Children’s whereabouts are monitored electronically every hour, and parents can track their kids on the internet… which means that other people can too. A school in Bath fingerprints kids so they can use their finger ID for buying food and getting in and out of classrooms. The food that kids eat is monitored by computer which records exactly what they buy each day. Schools have exercise yards. Some schools frisk their pupils for knives and weapons on the way in. All visitors are checked in and given ID badges.

Correction Centre…
The pupils wear uniform like prison inmates to encourage the correct uniform behaviour.
Kids are rewarded for correct, “good”, god, behaviour, punished for incorrect. The marks in their books show how correct or incorrect they are. Constantly, all day, every day, until they fall into line.

Governance…
The school has a governing body and a prison has a governor. Behind both of these lies the national government which rolls out the latest instructions from central office to each of its regional branches.

Locked in…
Children are held in square cells called classrooms, in groups of 30 or more, they have to ask to go to the toilet. A prisoner usually has a toilet in his cell. Children have to be in school all day every day, they are not allowed to leave unless very sick. They are force fed the government curriculum every day, no matter how much they dislike it, no matter how much it makes them ill.

Provided for…
Prisons and schools are funded by taxes, and despite the lack of freedom, everything is done for you and provided for you, there are caterers and cleaners and caretakers. You don’t even have to think what to do next, or what to wear, that’s all sorted for you. You simply do as you are told, follow instructions.

Released…
If you fail at school, you may become a criminal and end up in prison where you will be corrected. (all paid for). If you succeed at school, you may proceed to Uni (which you pay for). Many released prisoners revert back to prison because it’s all done for you, you don’t have to find money for food and rent, and although prison has hardships and lack of freedom, there is a community of sorts. Many school leavers cannot cope with finding money for rent and food, (not surprising, it is almost impossible), and so go onto Uni, to postpone reality for another 3 years.

Keeping undesirables locked up…
We do not want kids around in normal life, they get in the way, so they are isolated in schools. The holiday time or end of school day is a real pain when so many are let out all at once. Schools and prisons are both designed to keep undesirables off the streets, out of the way.

Guards…
Prisoners and school pupils are fully supervised so they do not escape nor commit any wrong doings. Even at school break times, there are staff on patrol.

Timetables…
Everything is strictly timetabled and structured, including meals and exercise times. You must be in the right place at the right time. Know your times tables. Bells help with telling you when and what to do. There is little opportunity for pupils or prisoners to organise their own day or think for themselves except by breaking the rules.

Hometime…
Children are allowed home for weekends and holidays and overnight. Good prisoners sometimes get home leave. Kids still get to go home every day. And there they do their homework because school never stops. Family homes are basically a Dinner, Bed and Breakfast operation to support the school, fund books and uniforms, and provide nursing care for when the child is sick. But that is changing….

Boarding schools…
…are being introduced by the state, step by slow step. In my observation, paedophilia is more ingrained in Britain’s fee paying “public” boarding schools. (See Holy See Over Bath). I think it is because the children are more captive. And now they want everyone boarding. Harry Potter has been helpful at encouraging boarding schools for all.

Mother and father systems…
Schools are setting themselves up as family units. United units of unity. A letter from my child’s school used the phrase “academic mother and father system” to describe the new House system. What is a “mother and father system”? The college system at Oxford Uni uses this system, Oxford Uni being the breeding ground for Universal politicians. A Mother and Father system gives the captive kids a sense of family and belonging. That’s nice.

Family unit…
The school or college or “house” (or prison) starts to takeover the role of family. Everything the family does, they do better, or even replace. Every good parent’s main job is to prepare their their child for school, and then support them through it. The government has trained us to do this through the Parenting program that has its tentacles everywhere.

Care system…
Before long, the “care” system will extend to ALL children, as the real families and communities get increasingly replaced by state versions. Not only that, we will actually be persuaded to think this is good for our kids and want to pay for it. It’s already happening with after school care and breakfast clubs and government vouchers or benefits to fund it. Increasingly schools are offering food, counselling, pastoral care, sick care, and overnight facilities, which started with school overnight trips… school trips are now deemed essential for team bonding, and there is trouble if you or your child opts out.

By consent…
Parents these days condone school for their children. Good parents are approved of by the school, and it seems that parents need that approval as much as kids. Teachers are often quite nice these days and that disguises the horror of what the kids get taught. Parents need schools for baby sitting purposes, because they cannot afford to take care of their own kids. Modern day families need to work ten days work a week between them to fund everything. Parents sign a Home School agreement “contract” to say how they will support the school, and the child has to sign it too, from age 4 (well it was age 4 for my child many years ago, that’s a concidence, age 4).

Who owns your child…
We first sign our kids over to the State at birth, all subsequent contracts reinforce that first one. In the UK, you now have to pay to take your own child out of school for a holiday. You have to buy your own child back from the State.

School Worship…
Most schools were originally set up by Churches. That should warn us. Coincidentally The Church of England approves of the new Sex Ed program for 4 year olds. It’s ritual indoctrination, brainwash, spiritual takeover. All schools, whether religious or not, have assembly in a large hall, where kids file in, sit in line and face the front, worshipping the headteacher. Prisons always have a chaplain, so do universities. There is a new curriculum subject called PSHE, Personal Social, and Health Education, where anything can be slotted in sneakily. This is where Sex Ed has entered as a repeating and routine part of school life. This is where suicide has entered. I have sat through one of these government authored lessons with some 11 year olds, and I learnt how to hang myself from a rope. It is no surprise that some children go on to hang themselves, as they did at my school. They are told what to do.

Hitler Youth…
Kids are frequently more loyal to their school than their family. Teachers are deemed right and the teachers teach that they know more than the parents. Of course they do, that’s why kids are sent to school. Because the family and community is deemed to be inadequate to raise a child. it takes a government to raise a child, doesn’t it ? The government that everyone votes for, the democracy that everyone deems so precious. Our entire culture spells it out to the children, the school knows best. If your parent says something different to the school, then your parent needs correcting. Go home and correct them.

TV and internet…
The internet is the excuse used for sexing up children. But it is schools that introduced and condoned the internet to children. When my elderly neighbour was raising her kids, she chose to rent a TV so her children could do their homework as instructed, because the teachers based homework around TV programmes. When I was raising my kids, I eventually succumbed to get a computer inside my family home for the same reason.

Captured for healthcare…
Schools are now vaccinating kids without parental consent. The kids are held captive. In the US, it is compulsory for kids to have vaccines in order to be accepted into schools. Prisoners are a captive herd easily mass vaccinated. And coming soon, it will be a prison sentence if you refuse a vaccine, so either way you get vaccinated, see ? Step by step. From a little prick to a big prick… School healthcare includes the condom bus that tours around handing out free condoms to 14 year olds, and before long, will it be 4 year olds ? (oh they don’t need them, that’s handy no danger of pregnancy in 4 year olds).

Feeder schools…
Sometimes a primary school is known as a “feeder school” for a secondary school, because its children rise up the ranks from one to the other, like rising up the food chain. So what exactly is the “food” that the one school is feeding to the other? Oh, it seems like our children are the food and fodder. Schools feed off children. Nurseries feed off babies. Universities and prisons feed off secondary school leavers, and corporations greedily feed off the heavily processed products of endless schooling.

Profit…
Corporations are greedy for profit, and they will do whatever it takes to maximise profit. So if the most profitable “food” is sexed up kids, then the curriculum needs adjusting to correct children to comply. Sexed up kids are profitable. You can sell them on the internet. (See Centre For Exploiting Missing Children). And sex drives sales of all other commodities, especially driving, just take a look at all the adverts.

Exclusion…
Kids are “excluded” from school when they are badly behaved. So all good kids and good parents do their best to avoid exclusion. This makes it difficult to exclude your child from Sex Ed. When my kids were at school, they were first subjected to sex ed at the age of 10. Parents were shown a preview, which gives us the opportunity to exempt our kids I suppose. If you do not exempt your child, then parental consent is assumed. The video was disturbing to me, but I felt that noone else was bothered by it and I thought that there was something wrong with me. So I am ashamed to say that I did nothing. If you take your child out of it, and every other child is in it, you subject your child to being excluded. (My kids have experienced persecution as a result of being left out of the in-school vaccine program). In time, there will not be a consent option, or a preview, you will be deemed to have willingly put your child in the care of the school and consent to everything they do to your child.

Pro grooming…
The newly announced sex ed program for 4 year olds is to groom them, program them with sex, prepare 4 year olds for sex. Yes, schools are going to groom 4 year olds for internet sex. Paid for by taxes. Condoned by parents and teachers, government and Churches. How far does this have to go before we all stop participating ?

Generations of parents…
Today’s average parent of a 4 year old is maybe about 30 years old. That means they were raised from birth on Television, but not mobile phones nor internet. I first encountered television aged about 6, and a computer aged 16, I can remember a childhood without these things. Today’s 4 year olds have been raised from birth on internet and mobile phones. So when they become parents of 4 year olds, the invasion will be complete. Even if you exclude your child, they pick up on the behaviour of the masses around them if there is about 80 or 90% coverage, it is too powerful to avoid at this level. The invasion of telescreens has enabled this to happen, Orwellian style, and to me the only way out is to get these screens out of our lives (which I have still not yet managed to do).

Caring world…
Over a period of less than 200 years, the kids have been captured and locked up. At each stage, there is resistance, but then we get used to it, and then we come to believe it is beneficial. (The internet is great isn’t it?). Eventually the dissenters are considered weird or mad or bad parents… and mad or bad parents are liable to have their kids taken from them by the State and put into care. (I have been threatened with this myself). Either way, your kids go into care, see ? And children in care go missing at a very fast rate.

Caring, safe, secure… all nice words that make us feel that all is good, all will be taken care of, we will be provided for.

Link:
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/education/2017/02/28/ministers-set-announce-plans-compulsory-sex-education-lessons/

(See also earlier posts: Age of Consent, Paedophile Agenda, Centre for Exploiting Missing Children, Face The Front, Follow Instructions, Sent Down, Holy See Over Bath, Benefits Culture Club, Invasion of the Telescreens, Why Don’t You, Inheritance of Paedophilia, Sent Down, Comfortable Prisons, Comfort of Your Own Home, Just a Little Prick).

Book : Dumbing Us Down by John Taylor Gatto

Posted in Uncategorized | 16 Comments

Seven Deities of The Week

The week is made up of seven days according to God’s plan. On the seventh day he rested, and marvelled at his creation. This post is an attempt to unscramble God’s creation and is very much a work in progress, just like God’s work.

God’s Planets…
The seven days are named after five of the “planets” in God’s sky, plus the Sun and the Moon. This seven day counting method seems to be universal (well it would be if it is to do with God and the Sky). The universal week begins on the female MoonDay and ends on the male SunDay. All the planets and the Sun and the Moon have been planted planeted in the sky for us to see and worship as if they are Gods.

God’s Deities…
The word Day is like Dei or Deity, meaning God. In French it is “di”, exactly like Princess Di. Every day we worship one of God’s seven sub-gods, though each sub-god has several different names according to whether you are Greek, Roman, Norse, etc, or an astrologer. It doesn’t matter which time or place you exist in, there is a God of the day for you to worship all day every day ad nauseum your whole life. No need to go to Church, it pops up on your phone or computer or diary or in polite conversation.

Seven…
You can see that the word “seven” resembles “sever” or “severance”. A figure ‘7’ looks like an axe which severs things, things like trees that are vital for a healthy life on Earth. But we do not have a day for worshipping Mother Earth or trees, do we ? Danish for swan is Svane, similar to seven. The swan neck is a ‘7’ shape, (my boat tiller is called a “swan neck” for this reason) and the whole swan is a curvy figure 2 shape. Swans are known for getting into pairs, a group of 2. The story of creation starts with severance (7) and ends with getting into pairs (2). (See Get Into Pairs). Sevens crop up a lot in symbology and myths, including the Seven chakras, Seven hills of Rome (and indeed Bath), Seven Seas etc etc. You can probably map them all to God’s Seven deities.

In the Beginning…
God’s work begins on Monday (See I Don’t Like Mondays), does this sound familiar ? And the cycle repeats like a stuck record. Round and round we go, counting sevens. The whole world has been trained to count off days in batches of seven. It is like a mexican wave that starts each day on the international dateline, (date is another deity word), sweeps westerly through Australia Russia and Asia, peaks in London and Africa on the Greenwich meridian, and then tails off into America.

So here goes, my version of the seven day Story of Creation. I have included the names of the days in French and Danish because they have clues…

God started with a blank sky, a blank canvas, like all good creative artists do.

MONDAY…
(French Mardi, Danish Mandag), Diana the Moon Goddess, Man in the Moon.
God’s first act was to create the Moon. Act 1, Scene 1, Day 1, set in Africa, coincidentally on the Greenwich meridian. Enter stage left The Moon. The Moon is a chip off the old block, a piece cut from Mother Earth (either symbolically or in reality, it doesn’t matter which, because it has the same effect on us). My earlier post “Customs and Excision” came to a conclusion that surprised me, the Moon is the severed clitoris obtained by female circumcision of Mother Earth. This is taken from the African Sahara, thereby making “Sarah” barren. Though she is not “barren” as we now know the meaning, it is just that she can no longer self-reproduce girls. The circumcised African woman is Afrique, a freak. But not to worry, God will sort that out later on in the week, promise ! You can see from the Danish name “Mandag” how the Man and his dagger got to takeover The Moon. The clitoris is the “male” part of the woman, and it is severed from her to make her weak or week. The Moon controls the fertility of woman, and now it is erected in God’s sky under his control. After a long hard day, God sleeps well on Monday night, he has severed the male part of woman according to plan.

TUESDAY…
(French Mardi, Danish tirsdag), Planet Mars.
Mars is the planet and God of war. God has now declared war on Mother Earth. This is the beginning of the endless Battle of the Sexes. Or do you think women should just take it lying down ? Lie back and think of England eh ? Marching Mars like as to war, God amasses his armies. Onward Christian Soldiers, in the name of God, in the name of the crucifixion. You can see the Choose in Tuesday, and the choice is which side are you are on ? There’s a battle, you must take sides. God tempts people to sign up for his army, women presumably, he is very persuasive, maybe he made some promises like the Queen does on her banknotes. Promises are the driving force of future time, God’s time. The red blooded male is here. on its way. Man is from Mars. A work in progress.

WEDNESDAY…
(French Mercredi, Danish onsdag). Planet Mercury, Nordic god Odin, sometimes Woden, Waden or Wands as in Wandsdyke named after Odin.
It’s Wedding Day ! Enter stage right The Groom. (See Bridle and Groom). When woman is made weak week, the Groom looks very tempting. He offers strength and support to the woman in return for access and ownership. He also offers his seed, because the weakened woman no longer has her own source. It appears that the Groom is a Knight in Shining White Armour, arriving very timely to rescue the damsel in distress. And so the pairing up begins. The planet Mercury is the closest to The Sun, it is like a small but very fast Moon that goes round the Sun, and I think it is God’s sports car version of fertility. The fertility is shifted to man, mercury and the mind. Go faster !! More more more, God wants big numbers, high production rates, high reproduction rates !!! Mercury is becoming more powerful methinks, and plans are for the Moon to eventually be phased out and not be renewed.

THURSDAY…
(French Jeudi, Danish torsdag). Planet Jupiter, God Thor.
This is a Ju day Jew day. Jupiter is considered the King of Planets, King of sub-gods, and you can also see that it is Jew Peter. St Peter is the Pope’s best man, and was the first pope. This day seems to be about creating the line of control from Heaven to Earth through the Pope. Thor is the God of Thunder, lightning, storms, reminding me of the lightning strike from God to the Vatican when Pope Francis was selected. The power of the heavens, what a great show. ELECTRIC, connecting male Heaven to female Earth. And so it seems that Jupiter was erected on Day Four to control The Pope and the Population. Like a sort of Dating Agency. The dating Game. The Game of deities. “Jeu” means game in French. Prostitution is known as The Game. It’s just a game, says God, no harm done.

FRIDAY…
(French Vendredi, Danish fredag ) Planet Venus, Goddess Venus, Goddess of Love.
Day Five or Day V in Roman. V for Vulva, V for Venus, V for Veins. God needs the love of Venus, he needs someone to do his cleaning, cooking, and other services, vices. This is a very female day, it is the most tiring day of the working week, we are all tired by Friday, and productivity slows down. The job of the female is to clean up all the mess, ready for the next war, or next working wor-ing week. A bit like the Red Cross clean up after wars. A bit like the invisible office cleaner comes in after the workers have gone home. Venus is the veins, the opposite to the male planet of Mars, the red blooded arteries. The veins go back towards the Heart, to recentre, recharge, restore. Ready for more war ! You can see VEND in Vendredi, and woman has sold her soul somewhere along the line. Sold it to God I think.

So there you have it, the working week, known as Monday to Friday, often abbreviated M – F. Male to Female. The female parts of The Moon and Venus are bookends to prop up God’s working week.

And now we are weakened by God’s working week, we have the have weekend to look forward to, coded SS, like the Nazis.

SATURDAY…
(French Samedi, Danish lordag) Planet Saturn, God Satan.
Saturday is party day, shopping day, nightclub Knightclub day, Family TV viewing day (Jimmy Saville etc), Sports day, Match of the Day. Alcohol day. Spending money day. You get the idea. It is the day of Vice. Day Six, Day Sex, parties. This is when we all get the chance to let our hair down and spend money, and escape from our selves (slaves) with drugs and alcohol, leaving the body unoccupied and out of control, ripe for occupation by alien forces. On Saturday, we are not the slaves earning it, we are the slave drivers spending it. Whoopeee, whippee !! And maybe we need more alcohol (or other get high fix) to be a slave driver than a slave. Saturday vice has been programmed into us. Saturday is Satan’s day, allocated the number 6. Santa arrives on Satan day, which is Christmas Eve, and the following day the Sun is born…

SUNDAY…
(French Dimanche, Danish sondag). The Sun. The Son God.
Day Seven and we have the Grand Finale. The biggest star of God’s show is the young Sun, Son, that is born. The Sun is by my reckoning newer than the other six. God can rest, because his product is finally made according to design. And now there are two main players in the sky, The Sun and The Moon. The Sun easily upstages the Moon. God doesn’t rest for long, because he is a creative force, constantly nagging to get things created and improved, never satisfied. He needs more and more slaves to carry out his grand designs. So the creation goes on, and each time round the seven day week, God improves upon his first prototype. God conceived an idea, and the idea was to create a man, a man that was bigger and stronger than woman, a working force that was not slowed down by childbearing, something faster, better, fitter, more productive, more reproductive, something that could achieve more, faster. And now God blames man for all the nasty side effects of his creation.

Diana…
…is the Moon Goddess, a virgin goddess of women and childbirth, who swore never to marry. Princess Di is named after the French word “di” for day or deity. The Goddess Princess Diana was sacrificed once by marriage, twice by her death (in France). And we do not know what else happened to her behind the scenes, did she undergo ritual circumcision in keeping with her symbology ?

La semaine…
…is French for “the week”. You can see that the week is very much related to semen and God’s seminal work. Semen is good for you, it provides seed, it’s essential, just like the seven daze of the weak.

Save the Planet ! …
This is a call to us all to save the days deities of the week, maybe even save up to make a new planet, donate here. (See George Engineering). Save the Planet is starting to look like worship of The Time Lord. Save the Planet is the same old religion, now rebranded and dressed up in green.

Extra planets…
Uranus (formerly planet George, and now looking like anal sex promotion), Neptune, Pluto. All are further away from the Sun than the other five, but none of them yet have a day of worship. Maybe God needs to decimalise the weekly count to 10 days a week to include the 3 new ones. It would have to be a united global decision of course… Maybe a referendum for the whole planet !

Ten a day…
Since I started writing this post, several people have told me “It’s ten a day now”. Groan. All British people will instantly know that this means the government daily diety plan. Do As You Are Told. Now you must eat ten a day, gone up from five a day, previously three a day, just like the medicine dosages keep going up.

Daily deity planet plan…
So is the new decimal daily diet plan a code for the decimal daily deity plan to come ? Will they soon add three more days to our planetary consumption ? Daily control goes back to the regularity of The Sun, all timing tuned to the Sun, our day time is defined by The Sun. Daily control is controlling women through contraception pills, taken daily (keep counting in batches of seven) from packs of 21 or 28. The contraceptive pill is a little moon like pill, the chemical equivalent to female circumcision (because the physical version is not acceptable to liberated women). The contraceptive pill is a daily deity packet in your pocket, which synchronises you to an exact 28 day SUN cycle. Unlike the Moon which is slightly out from 28 days.

Anti-clock…
I have described Creation going clockwise, the one and only way that we are taught to follow. I think it is possible to go anti-clockwise, reverse out of things, if we choose. You just have to be anti clock. The planets and days of the week are a long term clock to enslave us to the time cycles of the Time Lord. God is The Time Lord.

Severed, dazed, weakened. Then paired up for sex, machines, and mass production. Well done God.

(See earlier related posts:
Get Into Pairs, Moon Eye Money, Sounds of Sion, I Don’t Like Mondays, Just a Game, Customs and Excision, Scrambled Eggs, Bridle and Groom, Quintessentially English, Popule Copule, I Want One, Ab Use of Sex, Family Farming, King Cnut, Matter Under Mind, Mind Control, Mother Moon Time, His Seminal Work, Agnes Day, Human Procurement Centres, Just a Game, George Engineering, Sky Television, Carbon Currency, The Time Lord, Stay or Leave, Hearts Are Trumps, Time and Place, Time Machine, Time Tunnel )

Song: The Eighth Day by Hazel O Connor…
“Behold what I have done
I’ve made a better world for everyone
Nobody laughs Nobody cries,
World without end forever end ever Amen Amen”

Posted in Uncategorized | 23 Comments

Future Casting

I was convinced it was going to rain today, so I had all my waterproofs with me ready. Though when I awoke, the sky was clearing and it looked like it would be a clear day. But still I thought it would rain. Because yesterday, someone I don’t know had told me so. It was a passing comment… “It’s going to rain like this all week”. We British talk about the weather all the time, it is part of polite conversation, and it is a daily part of how our lives are centrally controlled from the sky.

Then I spent the next hour cycling and walking to the bus stop to get to my parent’s house. I noticed that it was a windy day, and we hadn’t had many windy days or even storms this winter. I quite like the wind. Anyway, I got to the bus stop, and it was really quite a nice refreshing day, hadn’t even started raining yet.

As I checked the time on my phone, I noticed a missed call from my mother. My first reaction was alarm, that one of them had been taken ill and gone to hospital (as is a common activity amongst the elderly). The voice message was difficult to hear over the sound of the endless cars on the tarmac, but I caught her offering to come and fetch me in the car. That was strange, maybe there was a bus strike on today that I didn’t know about ?

I nearly missed stopping the bus as I replayed the message.

Apparently the weather today is “dangerous”. My mother was worried about whether or not I would manage the journey safely without a car. I had no idea the weather was dangerous today, even though I had been out in it for an hour.

I had no idea of the danger, because noone had told me until now.

Stupidly, I had not read any papers, nor watched the TV, nor listened to the radio, nor checked my weather app. I don’t even have any of these helpful danger warning facilities.

So I got on the bus, and made it safely to my parents. Miraculously I was unscathed, and the journey was surprisingly straightforward, considering the danger I had stupidly put myself in. I was lucky !

When I arrived, I found that the source of the danger was the TV. On the previous night, the TV news had announced a major storm, with 100 mile per hour winds, sweeping over Britain. The storm is so major that it has a name, Storm Doris.

And so everyone was programmed to see a dangerous storm, even when it was just a “windy” day.

Coincidentally, the names of storms are planned in advance every year. Almost as if the storms themselves are planned in advance every year.

I spent two hours gardening, because the promised rain I had been programmed with had still not arrived. The wind was blowing my gardening stuff around from time to time, but overall, it was easier gardening weather than say, a very wet day, or an icy day. At no time did I feel I was in any danger.

By the time I got home again, the major storm had blown over, and there was still no rain.

Yet all over Britain, people were acting according to what they had been TOLD to expect. We are TOLD what we will experience. The entire media world, including the internet, is designed to TELL us what to expect and how to behave. Mobile phones help people spread the programming information across world wide networks.

The future is written by the media, and so is the past. We follow the script more than we follow our own senses.

I have got rid of nearly all these helpful danger warning facilities in my life, but I like to talk to other people.

And everyone keeps telling me, very authoratively, what the weather will be tomorrow. Sometimes they shove an iphone in my face with numbers and pictures of clouds on it. And once that information is planted in my mind, even though I know it is spell casting, I can’t shake it off. I get caught in the net that was cast.

It is sometimes known these days as “predictive programming”. It is also “addictive programming”. The net is huge, it’s cast all over the world, and we kindly send mobile phones and radios to Africa to help them. It is the biggest addiction of the world, and it’s a big habit to shake off.

(See also earlier posts: Sky Television, Forecasting, Opinnion Poll Control, Long to Rain Over Us, How Do You Know You’ve Got Cancer, Radio Activity, Stop Watching, Why Don’t You, Invasion of The Telescreens)

Posted in Uncategorized | 9 Comments

Male Reproductive System

The biggest difference between man and woman is the womb. Men do not have one, and they cannot therefore reproduce themselves. Men need something else to do it for them, a device to create more men…

The male reproductive system is called “woman”. Woman is a labour saving device for men. The saved labour of men becomes the slave labour of woman. As is the case with all labour saving devices, the labour is simply moved elsewhere.

The man sparks off the reproductive process by jump starting the woman, turning on the machine, and then imprinting his unique DNA, including the key identifying mark of the Y chromosome. The woman incubates the baby, and delivers it to the man by a force called LABOUR, the labour force.

A baby boy’s passage through life is fundamentally different from a baby girl. Hence the first classification made of any newborn is its gender, this determines your path through life in all cultures throughout time and place. You see, when a boy gets to a certain age, he is reclaimed from the world of women and the labour of love that produced him. He is reclaimed by the world of men that pressed the BEGIN button that began production. If a baby is a boy, he has the stamp of ownership of the Brotherhood, a baby cock.

A baby boy cannot be created by a woman alone, and a baby boy is also clear evidence that a woman has been successfully invaded by the cock of a grown man (or these days, it could br a syringe of male sperm). A baby boy proves and provides the paternal line.

When a boy gets to a certain age, he is expected to cross over to the man’s world and leave his mother and other female carers behind. It is a fundamental difference that boys are born into the world of their opposite sex, whilst girls are born into the world of their own sex.

The crossing over is called INITIATION, and I think it explains a lot about why boys are more prone to separation anxiety (from their mothers) than girls. Subliminally, they know what is coming.

Initiation of boys happens in different ways with different methods, according to culture. But the fact that it happens seems to be universal. Initiation is frequently cruel, deliberately so. Gotta make a man out of you, my son.

I started writing this post when I learnt about male circumcision amongst Australian Aborigines. This happens when the boy is about 8 years old, and it is considered “men’s business”. Which means that women turn a blind eye, the men know best how to make a boy into a man. Within the aborigines, the purpose of male circumcision is to put the boy through extreme pain at what must be one of the most pain sensitive parts of his body. The idea is that the boy learns to experience pain and overcome it, and therefore learns to hold no fear of pain. It toughens him up. Though why pick on the genitals eh ? I personally think ritual circumcision is a form of torture, and I cannot see any justification for it. After this, the boy is considered a MAN.

Do you see what I mean ? The boy is now reclaimed by the world of MEN, as if he was commissioned as a work of art. There is no choice, some deal has been made to deliver the boy as a parcel or product, and the mother now hands over the boy to his rightful owner. The boy must bear these scars for life, and in order to continue to believe that the right thing was done to him, he must participate in performing the same rituals on younger boys himself. Otherwise he will have to admit that there is something very deliberately cruel going on amongst the people he has learned to love, and why did his mother not protect him ?

The Jewish circumcision ritual happens much earlier in life at 8 days old, and is probably more traumatic at a more impressionable age.

The British Public School system still operates initiation rites to this day, which includes “fagging” whereby a young boy must fag for an older boy, carrying out orders including any sexual demands, hence the word “fag” to mean gay sex. Young boys are sent at young ages to board at public schools, SEPARATED FROM THEIR MOTHER. No protection. It’s men’s business. The British elite men reclaim the boys from their mother through the public school system. These boys grow up to be the men that walk the corridors of power. Another form of public school initiation I have come across is rolling a new boy down the stairs in a locked suitcase. These ritual practises are condoned by the blind eye or cooperation of the school staff.

It seems to me that the big underlying FEAR of the world of men is that they will revert to women. It is an insult to a boy or a man to be too soft and girly, or worst of all a “mummy’s boy”. Is this the driving force behind male circumcision and other initiation rites ? The cock proves you were born a boy, seeded by a man, but the circumcised cock proves you are MAN MADE. You have made it as a man. You have a man made scar on the most sacred male symbol of all.

By my reckoning, men will indeed revert to women eventually if these initiation rituals die out. But to me that does not justify the cruelty. Baby boys are created by women, and they have to be MADE into men by a subsequent process, whereupon they are declared MAN MADE.

There are plenty of modern day Western cultural activities to make a man out of a boy that do not involve circumcision, such as alcohol, porn and violence. To us they are normal, to another culture they would appear to br torture.

However, strange changes are happening in the world of women too. It seems that girls are becoming more man made.

The State takes back ALL BABIES, both girls and boys. The State is becoming the new husband and replacing the WORLD OF MEN. Women increasingly look to The State to provide for them and their children. The starting age for school in Britain is now aged 4, and it is getting younger with nursery schools. It is no longer just the elite that go to school, everyone does. And in the UK, the State is now offering free boarding places, and school hours and years are lengthening.

The Pro State cancer is growing, and it could be that prostate cancer among men is a reaction to the growth of women choosing The State instead of a man.

Today we have “surrogate mothers” who are conduits for reproducing babies for other women. But can you see that women have been surrogate mothers for centuries ? Women are surrogate mothers for reproducing men.

Cuckoo ! says the SWISS made clock. Cuckoo ! Somehow women have learned to raise little boy chicks as their own, but they have been cuckoo’d.

Somehow women have learned how to raise little boy cocks as their own. Cockoo !

My own experience is that whatever I give birth to, I already love because of the incredible closeness of the bond of the womb. It is my creation. Whatever the ways of the world in other cultures and my own, I would have to turn a very big blind eye to not care about any cruelty inflicted on any child of mine, whether boy or girl. (I have both). Mind over matter. Matter undermined. And surely deep down, women around the world have something very big gnawing away at their hearts when they hand over their boys to the world of men, knowing what it is they have coming to them.

I also notice how men change their views about the practise of sex, when they have a daughter growing up and start to think about other men invading her, knowing full well what she has coming to her. A father that loves his blossoming daughter seems to have a little bit of a conundrum to do with the world of men and how it all works. And then he GIVES his daughterr away in marriage to another man, with his blessing. We are all programmed to accept this and turn a blind eye, what else can you do in a world that does this universally ? Everyone does it, it’s what we do.

I wonder how all this began. And it seems to me that the baby boys are a sort of tax system. You can keep the girls, give us back the boys. Or else… So maybe once upon a time, a trade deal was agreed upon.

And now the trade deal is going one stage further. Because it worked so well didn’t it ? If you pay the taxman to go away, then the harrassment was successful, and he will return and do it again. Nowadays the trade deal is to sign over ALL your babies to the State at birth, and women are reproductive systems for the State. Though it is not so new, all Roman babies had to be state registered within 30 days of birth, or else… In modern day UK, you have 42 days….

The original parliamentary system (British) was set up to govern the ownership of slaves and their enforced labour, and the labour of women to reproduce more slaves is no exception. New girls must be produced too so that the reproduction systems can be renewed. (Until they can replace women with laboratories, then girls will no longer be needed).

For the continuation of THE species, THE species of MEN, God’s species, Homo sa-penis, it is essential to have initiated men. Real men, men prepared to invade women’s inner nest to seed more men, men prepared to initiate boys to keep repeating the cycle. Man made men. God made men, God made man.

But by my reckoning thus far, men are not essential for the continuation of woman. And here we have a glaringly big underlying INEQUALITY.

I think we need a sex discrimination act, don’t you ? It’s not fair, is it ? We need to make things more EQUAL.

Could it be that once upon a time, sex equality laws were introduced that encouraged POSITIVE discrimination for men, because it was seen that women had the upper hand ? Suppose that most women were self-reproducing girls by themselves, and some more generous women (known as whores) were producing a few boys as well, at the rate of roughly 50% boys, that would still mean that there were far more girl babies. To make things FAIR, like fair trade deals, a new law would have to give equal chance of boy or girl being produced. That’s fair isn’t it ? And the obvious method is to ban women from self-reproducing (it’s so unfair), and leave it all up to the male seed, which has been coincidentally designed to be FAIR and EQUAL.

And so religion was born. Because underlying all religions and all philosophies is the subject of sex and reproduction. It seems to me that the basic premise of our world is CONTINUATION OF THE SPECIES, the male species. Religions advocate missionary position heterosexual sex. Hero sex. It’s heroic to be fair and equal. It’s heroic to be made a man. God created us all equal, didn’t he ?

Man is MANMADE, Woman is NATURE, nativity, that which we are born to. All things that are called man made have exploited and altered nature in some way. I am not sure why we all seem to want to continue either species anyway, but maybe that’s another story.

Eventually if we continue our manmade progress, we head towards Homogenisation, the new global human species of Homo Genesis, man generated, man made. “Homo” means “same” or “man”. It all sounds a bit samey, like supermarket fruit and veg that is seeded by Monsanto.

I somehow doubt things would be any less cruel with women regaining the upper hand, it just feels like the same old flip-flopping of political power, whereby each team gets to have 10 years in power, then we change colour to the other team. It makes it all FAIR, just like democracy eh ? But FAIR is really a trade system based on FEAR. And I would say that the biggest undercurrent of fear everywhere is that the species of MEN and the accompanying cock will die out or become a rare species. It seems to drive us all like slaves.

(See also earlier posts: Monasteries and Mothers, Papal Bully, Quintessentially English, Through The Wombhole, A Dam and A Dyke, Popule Copule, Book of The Hole, I Want One, The Custom of Excision, Cracking The Egg Code, Holy See Over Bath, Inheritance of Paedophilia, Matter Under Mind, Devices, For Fear of Something Worse, Romans Remain. Wombless Women, Job To Survive, Moon Eye Money, Cow Machine, Unfair Trade, Family Farming, Just a Little Prick, It’s What We Do, Smart Phoney People, Missionary Position, The Saviour Within).

Posted in Uncategorized | 9 Comments

Sky Television

Television is a device that socially unites people, a shared experience, something almost everyone has in common. That’s nice.

I do not have a television and I therefore find it difficult to join in with daily conversations that revolve around what was on tele last night. I have the same problem with news stories.

I used to watch TV when I was a kid, and I can share my experiences with other people of similar age who were brought up in Britain. Remember Blue Peter, and Dr Who ? There are even phrases like “Here is one I made earlier” that only those who watched the TV programme will understand. It creates a bond between us that we have had the same experiences at the same time.

It was the Bristish Broadcasting Corporation (BBC) that created that bond. That’s nice of them.

On the other hand if you have not had the same TV experiences, you are likely to feel excluded, and children who go to school and don’t have a television at home will find themselves unable to join in. If you have not watched Blue Peter regularly, you won’t know what I mean by “Here is one I made earlier”. That is when you start to want a TV so you can join in.

If you are a foreigner, you will feel left out unless the show is a worldwide one like The Olympics, or The Queen, or The Twin Towers, or Trump.

The BBC is doing a good job to bond people around the whole world with its broad casting activities, in particular the BBC World Service. It doesn’t really matter what is broadcast as long as we are all sharing the same very suspect wavelength, and the show is centrally controlled. There is lots of paedophile activity at the BBC, and the sculpture over the entrance to BBC HQ gives us a clue to the wavelength we are all being invited to share.

Underlying all these nice shared screen experiences that bind us, there is an undercurrent of a not very nice hidden agenda that is programming us.

But of course the BBC cannot reach everywhere. Neither can the internet get its screens into every home. Annoyingly, there are plenty of remote tribes in the world with no electricity ! And Africa is a very big continent to run broad band broad casting throughout.

There is, however, one very big screen TV that everyone in the world watches, whether they like it or not…..

It’s called The Sky.

It’s Universal. It’s central. Perfect for controlling the whole world.

It is the one viewing we all have in common, wherever you are, whoever you are. Some people in the world have never seen or even heard of the existence of the sea. Some, like me, have never seen a rainforest. But we have all seen the stars of the sky show.

The two celebrities of the Sky are The Sun and The Moon, a male and a female lead, just like all good stage and screen shows.,

Then there are the main supporting actors, The Planets, with their carefully choreographed movements. And last but not least, there are billions of stars to create crowd scenes, and Zodiac signs. The stars of stage and screen. All carefully staged, and it is one big screen.

I would say the sky screen is made of some sort of glass, and the stars are some sort of screen saver image to me (maybe we need a new charity called Save the Screen). Sometimes a screensaver is called a “wallpaper”, but it could be a CEILing paper if it was above your head. The French word for sky is “ciel”, which can also translate to “heaven”. A wall is divisive as the Berlin Wall demonstrates, and we can paper the wall or ceiling to make it nice and pretty to kid ourselves we are not a heavenly heavily guarded prison.

By my reckoning, we live IN the world, on the INSIDE, and the sky occupies the central space in the middle that is common to us all. (Please see Through The Wombhole). To really truly centrally control the world, you need to take over the sky space. Does that sound like God ?

The Vatican is central control HQ on Earth, and you can see that wall paper is also Papal Wall. The Sky is the Papal Wall designed to divide and conquer. The Universe and the Sky is the domain of the Pope and God. Sky TV’s chief Director is God.

NASA has a big part to play as the Space Agency. Like a travel agency, or estate agency, Nasa is there to sell us a vision of another place, the place known as “outer space” (slightly misleading marketing words like all good agencies, it should read “inner space”). NASA creates advertising and publicity material, and its most successful drama series was probably the Moon landings, which is why Stanley Kubrick’s name is still linked to it, whether he filmed it or not, we all deep down know it is showbiz. Sky showbiz.

The Sky is the biggest TELE VISION of all. It is universal, of the Universe, it broadcasts its show out to all of us. Wherever you go in the world, you can talk about the Moon and the Sun. It unites us all. Everyone has seen the programme. EVERYONE in the world. It is on all day every day, all night every night. You can’t switch it off… unless you hide in a radiation proof cave, and maybe cave people have more sense than we are led to believe.

A TELEscope is used to improve VISION of the sky. Hence the word Television.

These days, it is no secret that there is a Sky Show that is man made. We have been told that some of the moving movie “stars” up there are actually man made satellites that are used for broadcasting. That’s ok with us because we all worship screens. (Are you looking at one right now? I am). We have “Sky TV channels”, and we have “cloud” that stores data. Data goes up through the cloud to the Sky. And the Sky broadcasts down to us, just like the BBC World Service, to everyone, whether we want it or not. It is all part of the global screen world of programming.

If you didn’t know about the satellites, or even planes, if you lived in a remote tribe, then you might be very much in awe of these strange sky entities created by sci entities, scientists, science. If you lived in the future, and all our current knowledge of satellites and planes had been eliminated by education programs, then you might be in awe of these strange sky entities. You might call them “moving stars” or movie stars. Nowadays everyone assumes that the stars and sun and moon and planets (another form of “plane”) are “natural”, and we are in awe of them. That is because we are educated.

The satellites (and other entities) in the sky do not just transmit TO US. It is a two way show. They WATCH US. Google Earth for example, has watching satellites, they even tell us this! They tell us that they are controlling and watching us from the sky. It’s not just us in the Western world that are being watched, the whole world can be spied upon, and any hidden tribes discovered and obliterated if they refuse to convert to screens. It is like the Orwellian two-way screen in everyone’s living room, except these Sky screens are in the Universal living room, living womb space we all live in. Everyone everywhere is watching the Sky, everyone everywhere is being watched and controlled by The Sky. This is nothing new, it’s been happening for eons.

And that is starting to explain a lot about why some of the behaviour patterns of human beings are universal, even in remote tribes.

Watching a show on terrestrial TV is never just watching. You get dosed with radiation and flickering lights transmitted to you from the screen. It controls you, programs you. You don’t even need to watch it, it affects you if you are in the room, it affects you in the air outside which is filled with invisible inaudible transmissions, it affects you at work next day when you hear about last night’s tele. Sky TV seems to be doing the same thing, even if you don’t look at it, you still get the radiation.

We are increasingly being encouraged to look at the Sky Show. Areas are being designated as star gazing areas. TV watching people keep talking about how we are a tiny planet hurtling through Space, and how we are thereby insignificant and helpless against the mighty Universe and Solar System (which will also save us). We are being led by broad casting to marvel at the stars of the Sky as if they are celebrities !!

Much of the Sky Show is very predictable, so predictable that a computer can predict it accurately years ahead. That tells me that the background Sky show is run by a computer program. But we can have a few foreground specials to liven things up !

Special events and Special effects, just like going to the Movies. Or going to The Moon. Eclipses (film clipse) are headline news, appearing on terrestrial TV screens. Last year we had the Northern lights appearing in the wrong place in the West of Cornwall. People love the colours of the sunsets, so they are being made more pretty with the increase in chemtrails, great for photos to store on iclouds. In the Vietnam war, the sunsets became prettier with the chemical warfare, we like things to look nice, don’t we ? What are shooting stars, they look like extra fast satellites to me, and “shooting” is how you make films, you shoot stars. Meteorites come in showers or shows, which reminds me that the weather is broadcast form the METEOR logical Office. See how logical and computery it is ?

The weather and the climate is part of the Sky Show too. Rain shows are big in England. But perhaps the most exciting bit of weather recently was the lightning strike at The Vatican just as Pope Francis was chosen by God as the next Pope ! Surely this is proof of God’s existence, and his strong electrical connection to The Pope. You need electric connections for screens to work, wireless is best. God exists for sure, God’s Sky TV has power over us, God is a higher power over our heads, but he is not as strong as the lower power beneath our feet.

Our weather and climate is influenced by the Sky show above all else. The Sky is ABOVE all else. So is God. And in Britain, we all talk about the weather, possibly even more than we talk about tele and screens, because the weather is so changeable, and unstable, it impacts our daily moods.

Our daily moods are impacted by the planets too, female moodiness is oft attributed to the Moon, and methinks any screen watching or screen being watched will impact your moods too.

Astro logic, astrology, is the study of how the sky rules over us. It’s logical like a computer program. At birth, we are each allocated a Sky team to belong to, according to which part of the screensaver or wallpaper is “ruling” over us at the time. Our official birthdates show the Roman calendar month we began life in, but everyone still seems to know which zodiac team they belong to.

It seems there is no escape from God’s Sky rule, but there is a curious thing about the Vikings, who are said to be the best seafarers. They did not navigate by watching the stars, or indeed any other TV show or screen. It seems obvious to me that they must have tuned in to the Earth Energy, the spirit that runs through Mother Earth, the chi energy of our shared mother. This is our true navigation, and you don’t need any VISION to do it. You don’t need to watch anything. It’s more touchy feely. You just to feel your INNER power, inner space, and I would say that is strongest at the solar plexus. This tuning in is a different wavelength to Sky TV and BBC TV, and electric screens. It is lower and slower.

I think our inner power is stronger and capable of overruling the Sky. But we tend to pay attention to the Sky and other screens instead. And by paying attention we pay our power to the show.

The four fundamental elements of Earth, Water, Fire and Air are being altered and the new names widely broadcast. The Sky is a show, it is not the same thing as Air. Meanwhile Earth is being renamed Planet, as if it is now part of the Sky Show.

It seems that the new Sky TV corporation could be destined to be the next Sky above our heads. An upgrade to something so much better, higher, flying. But really the sky is being lowered closer towards our heads, and the amount of Air we have to breathe is being reduced as the prison gets smaller and tighter.

(See also earlier related posts: Queen and The Pope, Papal Bank, Moon Eye Money, Blinded By The Light, Mother Moon Time, Astronomical, many posts on the Moon, Stop Watching, Forecasting, Long To Rain Over Us, George Engineering, Carbon Currency, Invasion of The Telescreens, Square Eyes, Devices, Soular Plexus, Zodiac Calendar, Radio Activity, Program Me, Universe Cities, Through The Wombhole)

links:
http://www.bbc.co.uk/broadcastinghouse/visitorinformation/whattoseeoutside.html

Posted in Uncategorized | 9 Comments

Quintessentially English

The Queen is quintessentially English. England is such a Quaint little country cuntry, don’t you think ? With quaint little tea shops with tea and jam, or maybe tea and homemade Quince jelly.

“Queen” is slang for a gay man, the gay Queen is the one that provides the pseudo cunt receptacle part of the sex scene. The word Queen derives from the word “cunt” (or vice versa), you could have Qunt, or Cueen. Either way, the King is counting them and quantifying them, quaint isn’t it ? (Please see King Cnut).

The cunt is essential, we arrive in this world through the cunt, it is sacred, and the word has been horribly turned around into a nasty slang word that degrades women and the womb.

QUINT means Five, 5, or V in Roman numerals, a 5 is ‘S’ shape. A low five for LO.VE, or a High Five for HI.VE. Is that a Queen Bee I see there ? ‘V’ always appears when we are talking about the Vagina and VulVa, see all those V’s in the labelling. V stands for Volt too, the unit of charge of power, the voltage of the Cunt is potentially a very highly charged piece of equipment, I would say the biggest Power on Earth.

A QUINCE is a fruit found in quaint English gardens, (along with plums and apples and oranges, my blog is getting very fruity). A quince is like an apple or pear, ripening in Autumn to a golden yellow colour. When cut around the equator, the seeds form a star of 5. Quinces are traditionally used for making Quince jelly, just squeeze out the juice, collect the quince essence, add sugar, seal and pot up to preserve for future use. And maybe the quince jelly is the Royal Jelly of the Queen Bee, herself a Qunt that is the figure head of the quaint cuntry of England.

Or is it N-GLAND ?

….because in female anatomy, there is an essential GLAND just inside the entrance to the cunt.

The essence of this gland has been harvested in times gone by, collected like the Quince essence, and no doubt still is. The gland is called the Skenes Gland, which looks a bit ssssnakey to me. And snakey means rising kundalini, the snake uncoiling, activated, aroused.

The secret gland secretes its magic and ESSENTIAL potion when the female climaxes in orgasm. It is essential to have the right sort of female for harvesting, a selected female, selected young, and carefully trained, just like modern babies are potty trained today. Because the stuff needs collecting in a pot, it can’t just squirt everywhere, it is a product. Some babies are born to bee Queen Cunt.

In days gone by, these females were the High Priestesses or maybe Princesses (look at all those snakey sssss’s in their labels). We have modern day equivalents like Princess Kate and probably some pop stars and other celebs too.

So now we have an interesting fact because the snakey fluid does not come out of the cunt itself, it comes out of the urethra, the same tiny outlet as the urine. Does that remind you of a penis, having one multi purpose hole for both urine and semen ? The female snakey fluid is known as female ejaculate, and modern scientists seem puzzled by the pointlessness of it. Why does a female need to ejaculate semen type stuff when there are men to do this service for her, eh ? And the men can make it so much more convenient by delivering the semen directly into the target pot of the womb. A man improves efficiency !

I am not puzzled. To me this is a leftover from days when the world of women could initiate conception of their own offspring, without the need for a penis to invade the sacred space reserved for the baby. (Please see I Want One). And I will bet my last pot of quince jelly that there is still somewhere in the world it goes on today, because nothing ever dies out.

Parthenogenesis is a method by which some animals, including snakey reptiles, are able to reproduce without a male. The Path-of-N-Genesis perhaps. Via the N-Gland. The Parthenon in Athens, Greece is an ancient temple, and I wonder what sort of ceremonies went on there. Perhaps Athena of Athens was a High Priestess. A quick internet search shows me she was born by parthenogenesis.

Not all women are able to ejaculate, and the vast majority do not anyway, probably due to potty training which teaches everyone to hold everything in, UNLESS YOU ARE SITTING ON A THRONE. The toilet is often referred to as the Throne. What is the Queen throwing on that throne ? Why do some toilets have just a seat and a collection bucket underneath ?

Everyone knows about male ejaculate, jacks jacking off, and boys sooner or later learn how to undo some of their potty training and let it out, with encouragement from Sex Ed and the subliminal advertising all around us. Most girls have no idea of this aspect of their bodies. It seems to be taboo information, and I hear it is illegal even in the porn industry (Which means there must be a government department to regulate this).

Quince jelly is POTTED, saved for future use, collected in a pot just like the snakey female fluid. Potty training teaches us to collect all our lower body excretions in a POT. Potty training is usually a severe punishing process, and I know of women that cannot wee anywhere other than a toilet.

If females are selected for High Priestessing jelly processing, then I think they will be Rh negative, the Royal bloodline, good for potting up good old English Royal Jelly. What do they do with it?

The snakey fluid is apparently very like semen. The most obvious difference between the male and female fluids is that the female contains NO Y CHROMOSOME. Y chromosomes do not exist in females, they are “alien” to a female. The Y chromosome is the deciding factor on producing a boy or a girl baby.

It’s a girl ! Guaranteed. No more hit (boy) or miss (girl) games.

High Priestesses were not behind the scenes, they were the scene. A very public pubic scene in a carefully prepared ceremony. Probably at a very key time and place. Maybe a bit like Madonna on stage in modern times. The females were aroused into a trance state, an addictive “high”, to open up the chakras and reach orgasm, then the resulting POTion collected in a pot by the assistants (ANTS, I would say female sister ants), shall we call them Bee Keepers ?

Bee Keepers neatly matches Book Keepers, the attendants of King Cunt and his a counting accountants (ANTS), whilst the Queen Cunt is being Quinced.

You can see the similarity to making jams or jellies. The fruit mixture is brought to the boil by heating, softening the fruits like chakra, arousing the mix in the cauldron, stirring in circles, bubbling and steaming vigourously, releasing aromas, until setting point is reached, (climax, or climate change perhaps as it all heats up), then very quickly the jelly must be potted before it sets. Then all done, anticlimax, and we clean up all the sticky mess. Jam making is women’s work, and the Women’s Institute of England do a very good job of it.

Cleopatra comes to mind. A high priestess of Egypt. Cleo is another word for Clio or Clito, the Clitoris. Patra is Petra or Peter, the Rock. I suspect that stimulating the High Priestess would have some simlarities to modern day pop concerts and other ceremonial occasions, with chanting, music, dance, aromas, warm up acts, a crowd of expectant fans watching the show. And behind the scenes, a load of men making money. How to stimulate the High Priestess. I do not think anyone is going to penetrate the High Priestess. I do not think any penis is necessary nor desirable. This is virgin fluid.

Cleopatra is known for her sssssnakes and her milk and honey. England is the land or gland of milk and honey, and the quintessentially English Queen took the Pope, her master, some honey on her last visit, harvested from the Palace Bees. The milk is from the breast, the mammary glands or M-Gland perhaps, the honey is from the Skenes or N-Gland.

I instinctively do not like this High Priestess stuff. It smacks of modern day High Church and Catholic Mass and Vatican type rituals. (A CATHeter is something stuck up the urethra to collect fluid, and maybe a catheter was used in ancient times). The High Priestesses seem to be very much slaves and farmed animals, glamorous though they appear, as are modern day celebs, their power is harnessed to control populations. They look powerful, they are powerful, that is the magnetism, but they have handlers and their life is not their own, they get on a trance like “high” through the attention and approval of others.

There are two ways for the World Rulers to control populations, you can control the behaviour, and you can control the breeding. High Priestesses and their Qunts are ESSENTIAL for both.

It seems to me that the potion was harvested for creating more priestesses. I don’t think there is much in semen that is essential, but there must be something that kick starts the program, something that binds the egg to the womb and STARTs it up. Something sticky, like jam or jelly. And I think that the female fluid contains the same power. The same potential, the potted power. It is potent stuff.

Down one and then up the other. Or down one and up the same female to self fertilise and produce an identical DNA twin, or maybe five. Quin Qwin Twin. Just like bees take pollen from one plant to another. even from one part of a plant to another part of the same plant. I do not think it would be difficult to squirt some snakey fluid into the womb, without any need for inserting a solid instrument. Or even better, maybe use a carefully positioned ESSENTIAL oil burner so that only the quintessential gases rise up the Qunt.

King Cnut is from the Jelling dynasty, DyNAsty looking a little DNA like to me, as is the cuntry DANmark. Quince jelly, Cnuts Jelling, same old stuff everywhere you look. King Cnut’s job is to jell the DNA into the females, and keep count.

To wet yourself takes on new meaning. Harvest festival takes on new meaning, when you donate your Quince to the Church.

The ancient practise of parthenogenesis reminds me of the Mary bloodline, a single parthenogenesis line, with no male intervention. Does it continue somewhere to this day ? The Mary line is in defiance of what we are told to do. The Mary line is “contrary”, like the children’s nursery rhyme “Mary Mary Quite Quntrary”.

Modern day liberated women can choose the gender of their baby. It reminds me of the High Priestesses and the guaranteed girl. Modern woman goes to the clinic (church) to get some male sperm, which a man has collected in a pot for them in a clinical cubicle ceremony. If they want a girl they get given filtered female sperm, what a big con is that, female sperm from a man ! Nowadays the male seed is said to determine the gender. Somewhere along the line, we have been re-educated to believe that a man is the source of baby girls.

Sooner or later, when choosing the gender of your baby becomes the norm, the sex discrimination laws will catch up with us, and you will be told to have equal numbers of each sex. One boy, one girl, perfect equal family. And then one day, the clinic will run out of female sperm, and there will be no more girls.

There is so so much more on this quincey qunty subject, but I will stop for now.

The most interesting revelation for me is final proof (to me) that women are able to reproduce without a male. I am not sure where that takes us, but it surely threatens the age old essential trade deal of exchanging seed for womb.

(See also earlier related posts: Queen Bee, King Cnut, The Queen and The Pope, Queen’s Debt, I Want One, Ab Use of Sex, Papal Bull, U R What You Eat, Royal Olympic Fertility Ritual, Jesus the Jewess, Family Farming, Cervical Sex, Just A Little Prick, The Mary Line, Long To Rain Over Us, Match Made In Heaven, Glastonbury Breast, probably others… )

Posted in Uncategorized | 4 Comments

Papal Bully

A Papal Bull is a paper document issued by the Pope. Papal Bulls instruct the world’s population what to do. You don’t have to be Catholic to be caught up in this. Catholicism is merely a branded branch of Rome. The Bulls filter down the world hierarchy to all state registered people, through branch organisations and franchises (Frankish) such as The Monarchy.

Papal Authority…
The document takes its name from the LEAD seal attached to it, known as the Papal Bulla. (plural is “bullae”). The lead seal is a coin shape with a unique imprint specific to the current Pope, maybe his head. This confirms that the document is authorised and authored by the authority of the Pope and, therefore God. And you can’t argue with God, can you ? He is the ultimate authority.

Dick Dock…
This is another form of time-keeping. The papal e-dict dicctates what we all do, though by the time the instructions reach you, you will not notice any trace of Catholicism in them, they will be converted to your own language, whether it be text speak, English, pop music, the daily newspaper, etc etc. It’s a dictatorial e-dick, a-doc, docked, indoctrinating, doctoring. The edict is written in the past as instructions for the future, by the time we get it, we are in the future following instructions from the past. It lays out the timeline before us and behind us in a neat one-way easy-to-follow line.

Prize Dick…
Talking of dicks, bulls are best known for their insemination activities, it is what they are bred for. They bulldoze and bully their way in, prising open the recipient body… the biggest bullying of all is surely to force a prize dick into another’s inner space.

Plums…
The old name of Lead is “Plumbum”, or plumb, hence the chemical symbol of “Pb”, and I can now conclusively link this to plums because a wild plum is “bullace”, Ace Bull, black Ace Bull maybe Ace of CLUBs. Modern day plumbing is so called because of the lead piping involved. Papal Bully is also PB. But back to the Roman Catholics for now…

I began this post when I discovered that a bulla is given to all Roman baby boys at just 9 days of age. It seems like some sort of trophy. So that got me digging….

…and I found that at just 8 days of age, baby boys are circumcised. Is there no end to the cruelty of the system that we live in ?

Prize Bulla…
So it seems that a bulla is a PRIZE, a reward, maybe an award ceremony (look at the shape of those Oscars) . The Roman boy wears the bulla as a necklace round his neck, an amulet, a small version of a millstone really. Apparently it wards off evil spirits, but I would say it is like having a membership card, it proves you have joined the club, and it will make sure you get the rewards of the club, and stop you getting another form of bullying or ostracision that is applied to people who are not paid up members. The bulla is a stamp of authority, a branding, to prove the boy has been dicked off, dictated, docked, doctored, indoctrinated. Well done, congratulations ! Celebrations ! A new born baby sacrificed and entered into the world of men, Oh what a good boy am I.

Rites of Passage
Methinks there is more to come with the rites of passage of baby boys, and that all this is still firmly embedded in the foundations of our society today. Our world is built upon the foundations of the Roman world. There is no escape from this fact and we are all partaking in it and of it. Obviously the next rite of passage for boys is to enter a Prize Bull into the baby boy’s back passage. Plumb his Bum. Enter Prize Draw, Enter, prize open, draw blood, so enterprising.

Charmed…
The Bull is easily lead, or led, via a ring through his nose, and the bulla similarly has a ring or hole to attach it to the charming necklace of charms around the boy’s neck. At some point in time, the baby boy will be initiated by rape, either by an instrument, or by a brother from the brotherhood, a Big Brother probably, probably one too big a size for the little baby boy. The baby boy will then get another prize for what he has achieved in this initiation. Soon he will get hooked by a world that leads him along via charming prizes, rewards and awards, and above all… approval.

History Repeats…
You can see the similarity with modern day paedophilia, with the bribing and rewards that are used to groom and train the victims. Schools operate in similar ways. It may not be happening in your home, but it happens all around us. It happens in the corridors of power, it happens to the baby boys that go on to be world leaders and dictators. They don’t need it to be going on in every household, because in time, it becomes so ingrained into our collective psyche and culture that we no longer need the prizegiving and rewards and the re-enactments every generation, it’s just in the atmosphere, in the psyche, and we all know it is there, and yet we carry on being Roman. It’s PALPABLE, a word from the Latin palpabilis “that maybe touched or felt”. Papal Bulls are Palpable, felt in the atmosphere.

Raging Bull…
A bull is known for its rage, the rage helps the bull to unleash its anger in penetrating and invading. And if all this invasion and accompanying approving prizegiving had happened to you by the age of just 9 days, you would be building (BULLding) up such an internal rage, that simply a red rag would set you off….

Red Rag to a Bull…
A red rag is a blood soaked one, and what is the betting that the baby boy is shown the red rag that soaks up the blood from his circumcision ? Good little boy, well done, you have pleased the adults, you must be proud of yourself ! So that forever more, a red rag will provoke his pent up rage, like a mind control trigger. And the red rag will lead him to charge and re-enact the damage that was done to him, to take out his revenge on the genitals and internal space of another.

Coins…
The lead bulla seal is like a modern day coin. I would say that before we had money as we now know it, currency came in the form of Papal Bulls. A bit of paper from the Pope had a value, for example allowing people to pass through territory unharmed and claim free lodging and food, or allowing people to tell others what to do (because The Pope says so), which is a form of bullying, etc etc, …in the same way that money now does the same trick. So eventually the papal bully seals became of authoritarian value in their own right, without an attached document. Though it’s not just any bit of metal, it must be a genuine one with the right stamp of approval on it. Romans love coins of course.

Mint…
Hahah, So now there is no need for paper documents, just a coin will do the trick to exercise authority over the population. The Vatican started printing and controlling coins. Though you don’t “print” on metal, you mint. And obviously they had to be careful not to make too many coins, because that might devalue it (sound familiar ?). To make coins, you need an instrument or tool that will mint imprint, prints, princely and charmingly, the charm pattern onto the metal…, and I can’t seem to find one on the internet, but there must be one, so I will guess what it might be. I think it will be like the modern day office ink stamp, or maybe a red hot poker with a flat round end on it, or maybe a fat medical syringe. (Please see Just A Little Prick).

Just a Big Prick…
Whatever it is, the end will be flat coin size with the inverse pattern of the desired coin print. It is a blunt instrument, mansize for the manhole, let’s say the diameter of an old style British penny piece. And you can see that pennies and penis are much the same. The little boys are trained with coin minting instruments. And then we launder the deeds by using the money.

Join the Club…
In fact we carry money around with us every day like little charms or amulets to ward off evil, sometimes known as Keeping The Wolf From The Door, because you “need” money for food and rent and safe passage through foreign lands. We are in the club, the Club of Rome, because we use money. It’s an ace club isn’t it ?

Stamping…
Bulls are known for stamping and stampeding. And stamps are printed like coins are minted. Stamps are SQUARE, more Roman really. Stamps are stuck stickily on letters just like the papal bulla is attached to a papal document. Oh what fun, now we can all act like the Pope and send out sealed authoritarian letters. But there is one difference, we use the stamp of authority of the Queen (or whatever your country authority is), you can’t just print your own like the Queen does. You lick the stamp to stick it on, maybe like slaves licking saliva-ly the feet of the Pope, another sort of money laundering service.

The Penny Black…
…is the first stamp. It cost one penny coin. The first post was in the watery Roman city of Bath, started by Ralph Allen (RA, oh what a good boy was he, building all these fine things). So you can see that really stamps are another form of currency, a currency that overrides water currents. The currency of ultimate authority that is from God via the Pope, the Queen etc etc. Stamping is very much like printing and minting, a pressing in, impressing, empressing imperial authority. And we all join in.

The Queen’s Head…
The Queen’s Head appears on three important authoritative control devices. Money, stamps and alcohol. Many British pubs are called The Queen’s Head. Don’t blame the Queen, she is just a puppet figurehead… “Off With Her Head !”. See what I mean, you always see the chopped off head.

Frankish machines…
Sometimes corporations that have lots of letters to post will “frank” their letters with an ink stamping machine, and this is YET ANOTHER REMINDER that the Pope France-Is and the Frankish Knights are very closely related. Franc is a French coin. “Frank” means honest, and that is why everyone trusts the authority of the Pope and the Papal Bull and money and stamps. It means you are authorised. You wear the amulet and the charm that wards off the evil, you belong to the Club. We have been LED to place our trust in these things.

Just a Little Brick…
Building, or BULLding, is a Roman activity. It happens with authority, the builders have signed and sealed papers to justify their activities. By the time the builders leave an area, you feel that you have been bullied, invaded and redesigned. Many would say their town has been “ruined” by building programs. Romans ruin things don’t they ? Hence Roman ruins. Building is ERECTING. Erecting ever taller towers. And can you see RECTor and RECTum in e-RECT? Little boys are being wrecked as I write. Plumbing is an essential part of Roman cities, controlling and ruling the water supply, charging for it, giving access to only those who are in the Club. Bullding is Bullying. (Please see Bob The Builder).

Plum Bob…
The plum bob or plum line is used in building to determine a vertical line. Plum Bob is a piece of lead on the end of a string, somewhat similar to the charming lead bulla worn around a successful boy’s neck. Lead is very weighty, heavy, like water, pulled down to the depths, plummeting.

Lead Poisoning…
Plumbing is traditionally done with lead, but no longer, because lead is poisonous. Many people died or got sick from lead poisoning in water pipes. Lead is impermeable to water but it also leaches into water and contaminates it. The lead contaminating water reminds us of the history of the lead bully in our society. The contamination of innocent babies by The Brotherhood, the cruelty that is inflicted by the Roman way of life. And perhaps there is a matching story that is to do with our disrespect for water, and our Roman desire to control it.

DNA design…
Design is de sign, signed off by The Pope. God’s design of course, can’t argue with that, can you ? By the time the little boy reaches manhood, he knows what to do. And he knows what to do to be a Good Godly sort of man, how to be Prince Charming, how to print charms, how to achieve, and win prizes and make money. The grown man stamps his signature and his seal on the female egg by entering his prize dick into the womb, and imprinting his prize DNA on the egg. Can you see there is a minting and printing going on in the wombhole that matches the sealing of the papal bull document ? Can you see what the Papal Bully is really for ? It is to carry out God’s will, God’s design, His plan that the Brotherhood rule over us. The erection of man (Homo erectus, Homo Sa-penis) is just another horny thorny branch of the corporate Roman Empire.

Denari DNA Design.
British coinage was Roman, until 1971, not that long ago. The British Penny (Penis) was labelled “d” for denari. The penis is designed as a printing tool, ABOVE ALL ELSE. The male function, malfunction, is to print and mint the DNA and to release it into circulation. Old British pennies are printed with Britannia, ruler of water, she carries a spear, or is it spearmint ? spermint? British pennies are made from copper, symbol Cu, and you can see the word “copulate” is quite similar. (see post Popule Copule). When plumbers stopped using lead pipes, we got copper pipes instead, and now plumbing is copper. Plum bums and copulate. Talking of stopping, plumbers use stopCOCKs to switch off the flow, and control the circulation.

Inseminate…
DNA is inseminated, inserted, asserted, with authority. The authority of the Pope, can’t argue with that can you ? Papal Bulls are inseminating disseminating paper instructions for the mind. Building uses cement sement to stick bricks together. The penis uses semen-t to stick the DNA design permanently to the egg.

It’s a Boy!…
Bulls Eye ! Bullae ! And so we need a prize, and the prize is BLUE, blue for boys, can you see that BULL and BLU are very similar ?

Oh What A Good Boy Am I…
The cute little nursery rhyme for kids goes like this…
“Little Jack Horner
Sat In A Corner
Eating Plum Pudding and Pie
He put in his thumb
and pulled out a Plum
And said What a Good Boy Am I”

Annoyingly, I know the rhyme so well I did not have to look it up. Jack is the horny one who jacks off, e-jack. Like the Horny Bull. A corner in French is a “Coin”. Corners are where the spiders build their world wide web. A Jack is a prince, or a youth. PIE is the Paedophile Information Exchange. Part of the Great British Pie. Jack the Lad, Jack the Lead Plumbum.

8 and 9…
Back to the beginning, why choose the ceremony at Day 8, and the award reward at Day 9 ? For some years, I have been noticing the uncanny merging of numbers 8 and 9 together and recording examples. Here are two: “Bath Deep Lock” on the watery carnal canal (a master feat of plumbing really) is labelled “8/9.”, even the sign looks like a round metal bulla coin. Is it a Bull Lock, bullock, a baby boy bull. There is also “Bulls Lock” which is lock number 88 (a number linked to Solomon and the Moon). There is only one double numbered motorway junction in Britain, number 8/9 on the M4 (London to Bath motorway, of course, running parallel to the A4 paper road), it is called the Maidenhead junction. Up The Junction means being pregnant, being impregnated. 8 is the number of the spiders web. God built His World in 7 days, and then on the 8th day, he circumcised it….

Lead Stories…
These are the stories that newspapers have as their main story. You can see how important lead is in our Roman world. And how it leads us. Here are some lead facts that I have picked up along the way, which are far too many to expand upon in this post….

BULLets are made of lead. Guns are COCKed ready to fire. Guns are held in a slung holster at the hip. Lead is in ink for printing. Petrol is now unLEADed. Paperweights are made of LEAD crystal, Christal. Cock and Bull stories are BULLshit. Coins are cons. Plumbing is a “mod con”. The latest mod con is LED lights, a new sort of poison. Batteries contain LEAD acid, more solar power please. Gold is stored as BULLion. Lead is malleable soft grey matter, like the grey matter of the mind to be papally imprinted. The crystal structure of lead is a CUBE, Roman room shape, no wonder it is poisonous. Corners create sides. So do coins become coinsides LEAD mining peaked in Roman times. Stamps are “mint” if they are virgin, unused. LEAD flashing is used to waterproof roofs, LED lights flash, a man who exposes his penis is a “flasher” who will be arrested by a “copper”. A wild plum has a bluish tinge (BLU BULL), often with a white powdery look over the skin. The colour of mined lead is bluish white that tarnishes to dull grey when exposed to air. A damson is a relative of the bullace plum, ADAM SON. This post is probably going down like a lead balloon. Gay men advertise their plum bum by walking a certain way, called “mincing”, or is it mints ? Buy Bullying, Bible (see comments in previous post). And the coincidences go on and on, all leading back to the Papal Bully.

I have not got the inclination to read any Papal Bulls, but I bet my last copper coin that they read like a set of instructions for the world. To lead us into slavery, war and paedophila, without us even realising where we are, or where we are being led, or even that we are lead. It’s heavy stuff isn’t it ? Bullying starts at The Vatican, and it continues because we follow its lead.

(See also earlier posts: His Seminal Works, Holy See Over Bath, X Marks the Spot, Royal Male, Cracking The Egg Code, Scrambled Eggs, His Seminal Works, I Want One, Bits of Paper, Papal Bank, The Queen and The Pope, Bob The Builder, Popule Copule, Romans Remain, other Roman and pope posts, Custom of Excision, Inheritance of Paedophilia, Centre for Missing and Exploited Children, Family Farming, Just a little Prick,Time Lord, Time and Place, The Rise of VAT, Mother Moon Time, Pleading Guilty, War Tory Party, many posts on Bath including ominously titled Borehole ones.)

See also the post on toolonginthisplace blog called “Rock Around The Cock”, which curiously came out after I started writing this one.

Posted in Uncategorized | 15 Comments