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Chapter 1: Off to College
They say extroverts get their batteries recharged by being with people, and
introverts get their batteries recharged by being alone. John thought that was
kind of cute, and accurate. He was a lonely only child, especially since his
father the drinking car mechanic died of a heart attack two years ago at age
forty-seven, and his drunk mother died in a one car wreck, swerving off the
road while coming home from a shopping errand. The Andersons lived in a modest
rental house in the country just north of Cut Bank, Montana near the Canadian
border, so he had few playmates growing up. His abusive dad insisted he help
with the car mechanic business instead letting him play sports, in spite of
his six foot one, one hundred ninety-five pound muscles-of-steel frame.
Rebuilding engines with frozen fingers in one of America's coldest towns was
not his idea of fun, but it fed them. After the high school bully made the big
mistake of punching him for no reason, the other kids left John alone.
Furthermore, they mistook his shyness for conceit; perhaps partly because he
was a good looking, blond blue-eyed Viking. Well, he would put the sadness
behind him; it was a new beginning for him in college. He wondered how some
people have the time for a lot of friends. Now he just wanted to study and
learn "The Truth."
He was pretty sure he did not want to be a car mechanic, but was clueless as to
a major. Like most freshman at the University of Montana in Missoula, he would
get the general bachelor's degree requirements out of the way first, then
decide later. The college brochure said to expect the grades to drop a full
point from high school to college, so he would have to study hard to get above
a B average. Biology took care of the first semester's science requirement,
trigonometry for math; in the humanities he seemed to enjoy anthropology for
its own sake. English literature, Psychology, and Physical Education rounded
out his schedule.
John admired his visiting anthropology professor, Dr. Dev Reddy from India. Not
just because he knew all about ancient cultures, but he had confidence and radiant
charisma that gave the impression of wisdom. John finally got the courage to stay
after class one December day in 1970 to ask about the American Indians' warning
to European immigrants about their plans to segregate government and religion.
"Dr. Reddy, you mentioned the native Americans were stunned when the new
immigrants told them they were so afraid of a tyrant forcing his religion on
his subjects, the new Americans would therefore prohibit any government
sponsorship of any one religion. What did the Indians think was wrong with a
system where everyone can pursue their own religion without fear of government
interference, or preference of one religion over another?"
"Well, first of all, 'wrong' is a relative term. Most Americans are quite happy
to be able to pursue their religion, which is primarily Christian. We would
hope a person's religion enables them to succeed at attaining their spiritual
goals."
"Surely most people want to get to Heaven, what better goal than that?"
Dr. Reddy: "Indeed that is a lofty goal, but what if that Heaven is only one of
many?"
"What on earth do you mean? How can there be more than one Heaven, the one
where God is?"
Dr. Reddy: "Perhaps you should take Dr. Murphy's philosophy class on
comparative religion next semester. He has an interesting lecture on the
relationship of one's perception of God as it relates to one's perception of
Heaven. He published a paper on his research among undergraduate students,
whereby the majority had only the foggiest notion of what life after death
might be like. You may recall a Bible quote, John 14:2, when Jesus said: 'In
my father's house are many mansions.'"
"So, since nobody can see the future, what would the native Americans have to
say about The Great Spirit's Heaven and how to get there? Surely leading a
good life is all we can do."
"The American Indians relied on their medicine man, the shaman of the tribe, to
give spiritual guidance. But the shaman did not rely on good works. He visited
the afterlife so as to better know what he was talking about."
John: "You lost me. How can someone visit the hereafter, and come back to tell
about it?"
Dr. Reddy: "Hard, and easy. The elder shaman, using his intuition, selected the
shaman trainee. If a boy had a propensity to fall out of the tree, or if he
had dream visions of speaking to spirits, or other distinguishing events like
surviving a lightning strike the shaman would speak to the boy's father about
apprenticeship. The training was long and arduous, involving austerities,
study, and practice. In time, the apprentice shaman would be able to visit the
spirit world and come back without his mentor's assistance. It is a similar
process in all the ancient cultures.
"The history of religions is one of greater or lesser communion with God by an
individual, who then wants his people to share in the same joy and exaltation
he has just experienced. Often new scriptures and methods result, and a
religious schism, and sometimes warfare. A quick look under the Churches
section of a large city Yellow Pages telephone book reveals many disagreements
over the nature of God, and how to reunite with God. On one hand, the American
separation of church and state has avoided some of these problems. On the
other hand, as people experience changes in economic fortunes it affects their
religious beliefs and practices. Most people, including myself, would admit
they should spend more time in pursuit of developing the full spiritual
potential and less time on materialism."
John was astounded. "Have you visited the afterlife?"
"Oh yes, but not consistently. I am trained in yoga. Now that I have the
direction, I am not so concerned with the speed of progress."
"So how do you visit the afterlife, and come back?"
"That is another topic for another day. Ponder on what we have discussed, but
make it to your next class on time!"
John's head was spinning. What was that all about? Suddenly he was not remotely
interested in physical education class, lifting weights. He was amazed at the
idea one could visit Heaven and come back to tell about it. Wait a minute; what
if he tried it himself, and got Hell instead? Or, how could a person be sure
they would come back? Maybe having a master teacher was imperative after all.
Would Dr. Reddy teach him?
John could hardly wait the two days for another session with Dr. Reddy. He
waited until the other students were done asking after-class questions, then
caught the professor's attention:
"Dr. Reddy, I was doing some reading at the library about visions of the
afterlife. One book on Shamanism had some interesting examples from various
cultures. One common theme was the so-called 'Tree of Life' that various
mystics talk about. Have you seen it, and what is it?"
Dr. Reddy: "Oh yes, and most glorious it is! I believe it was Black Elk who
said that 'Without the shaman, without the World Tree, humans were cut off
from the spirit world.' However, it is better to experience the Tree of Life
yourself, as words cannot do it justice. Besides, intellectual understanding
and direct experience of higher consciousness should go hand-in-hand. Read this
short book on yoga exercises if you want to get started developing your full
potential. If you are interested in learning Truth, observe my approximation
of the yoga postures in it."
John was surprised that Dr. Reddy seemed to beam at him, as if they were
brothers. The good Doctor took off his shoes, took off his jacket, loosened
his tie, and right there on the carpet he demonstrated the introductory yoga
postures, guiding an old soul onto the path of yoga.
"Take it easy at first as you will not be able to stretch to meet the ideal as
shown in the pictures. If and when you become that limber your posture will
approximate the ideal positions. Just a little stretching at first. Even a
little of this yoga brings enlightenment."
John thanked the professor and headed off to pumping iron class. He was tired
afterward, but attempted a couple of the yoga positions. He especially liked
the shoulder stand, as it sharply increased the blood flow to his brain. The
good professor was right, this would take some practice. That night in the
Elrod Hall dormitory he reviewed the postures again, approximated them, and
read the book's discussion of their short-term health benefits. He considered
himself healthy already, so he was more interested in the long-term benefits.
Mostly that discussion was about culturing the nervous system to culture the
mind, force out impurities and open the channels of energy so it would flow up
into the higher brain. He couldn't help wondering how long it would take. Dr.
Reddy was probably in his late twenties.
Chapter 2: The Roommate: Red Horse
John was nearly asleep in his two-person dorm room when the new roommate
finally showed up, a few hours later than Bob the dorm resident speculated.
The new guy was courteous to try to put his stuff away without noise, but John
got tired of the pussyfooting around and turned on the light.
"Hi, I'm John Anderson. You just starting school?"
Red Horse: "Oh, hi, sorry to wake you."
"It's OK, I wasn't asleep yet. What's your name?"
"Red Horse, from Browning on the Blackfoot Reservation. I had to earn some more
tuition money so they let me start with the second semester. Is it hard?"
"Well, yes and no. I just resign myself to studying, but it helps if you can
get interested in the subjects. Need a hand?"
"Oh, no thanks, I've got it. Where you from?"
"We're neighbors, Cut Bank."
"Cut Bank" Why haven't I seen you before? We used to play Cut Bank in sports
all the time!"
"Well, dad made me work on cars instead of playing sports, the mechanic
business was all we had going. After my folks passed on I gave it up as soon
as I had enough money for a year here."
"Oh, sorry about your folks."
John: "It's OK. You got family?"
"Sure, mom and pop, brothers and sisters, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins,
the whole batch, heh heh. Like my dad, I am the youngest of the litter."
"How did you guys adopt the Blackfoot name?"
"That is an English word. The most common explanation is that ashes from
campfires or grass fires turn the moccasins black. But when I was a kid I used
to rub bee"s wax and black ashes into my moccasins to help with the
preservation and waterproofing of the leather. We call ourselves Nizitapi, the
Real People, and Amskapi Pikuni, as Pikuni refers to spotted robes."
John seemed to have a good feel for the young Indian, a friendly, soft-spoken,
likeable kid as near as he could tell. He seemed about age 19, good looking
with long black hair, sparkly dark eyes, a quick smile, high cheek bones, about
five foot ten inches and 160 pounds. He was wearing cowboy boots, blue jeans,
and a green flannel shirt. Given all the grief John's people had given Red's,
he would go out of his way to be nice.
Red Horse: "Maybe the next time you visit Cut Bank, stop by 'the res' and I'll
show you around."
"Well, thanks, I might take you up on that, but I doubt I'll be visiting Cut
Bank. You guys must have a lot of horses, do you ride much?"
"Oh yeah, a lot of mustangs, Appaloosas, and quarter-horses. I'm a
quarter-horse man; I guess I like the acceleration!"
"That must be great, riding your own horse on your own land, full gallop, no
worries about hitting a barbed-wire fence."
Red Horse: "Well, partly true, depending on where you ride. Are you a horseman?"
John: "Well, I was impressed when I saw the Arabian stallion. Beautiful,
spirited, sleek, a little nervous, but the look of speed. My mom saw the
twinkle in my eye and ponied up the $500.00 the owner wanted. The stallion was
temperamental, but once he did give me the ride of a lifetime.
"It was a long straight dirt country road, slightly downhill. Apparently
Lightning wanted to show off his new shoes, so without warning he suddenly
started running. When we hit ten miles an hour so quickly I knew he was
serious. At twenty miles per hour I started to get concerned. At thirty I
decided to hang on tighter. At about forty my hat came off, and when I looked
back to see where it landed I saw leaf vortices on either side of our wake.
Then the afterburners kicked in. My life was in his hands. I cussed myself for
making him wait until AFTER the ride before giving him the other half of the
apple. That was stupid, maybe suicidal. I hung on. Our bodies were like one. I
yelled with joy when we broke the sound barrier, so he sped up. The farmer"s
tractor suddenly appeared, and Lightning decelerated without my suggestion. I
got down and walked along side him, praising him. It was not necessary, because
he knew he was the fastest horse on four hooves. We were almost home so I
remembered to give him the rest of the apple. At the corral, he wanted more,
and wasn't going to take 'no' for an answer. I only had some green ones left.
It was two days before he felt good enough again to even look at me. He ran me
out of the corral the next two times I wanted to ride him, then bucked me off
when I finally did get a saddle on him. We needed the money the next weekend
and sold him, probably a big mistake, he could've been a contender."
They had a laugh over that. It was a relief for John to have somebody around
with a sense of humor. They chatted until almost midnight. Red was an avid
history and politics student. John wanted to know about the old days of the
Wild West.
Red mentioned his granddad was friends of a Sioux warrior who was at the Battle
of the Little Bighorn, or as he called it, the Battle of Greasy Grass. No
Blackfoot were involved at that battle. The Sioux called it the Battle of
Greasy Grass because there was so much blood on the grass men and horses kept
slipping trying to get up to Custer's position. By the time the young warrior
got to the back of the skirmish area where Custer and his brother Tom were the
dust was so thick you could only see tomahawks and a few guns rising above the
dust cloud. From the village engagement back up to the 'last stand,' it only
lasted about 30 minutes, and Custer himself was shot in the chest after about
20 minutes. In the last few minutes there was less and less firing, no time to
reload, as several of the remaining soldiers 'saved their last bullet for
themselves.' Soon thereafter, a couple of Cheyenne women arrived and prevented
Custer's mutilation by two Sioux warriors, as the warriors believed you took
your same body into eternity, whatever it looked like. The women told them
they cannot cut him because Custer was one of us, having had a Cheyenne wife
and child, one of the family. So the two warriors worked over Tom Custer.
Later he could only be identified by his chest tattoos. The women had
recognized George as their captor after the 1868 Washita massacre/genocide.
They only punched through his ears with an awl so he could hear better in the
afterlife. Ten years prior he apparently did not hear his own words promising
not to war against the Cheyenne again. And under Indian law whoever sleeps
with a woman is her husband, but he apparently 'forgot' to come back for his
mistress and child like he promised. That might have had something to do with
his missing little finger, and the arrow up his penis."
John chimed in with a tale of his own. "I just thought of something."
"What's that?"
"Granddad Anderson was a cavalry captain, but did not see action until assigned
to lead troops in the Spanish-American War?"
"Oh, was that the one Teddy Roosevelt championed to comply with 'manifest
destiny'?"
"Well, yeah. Anyway, granddad was a horseman, and retired in southwest Idaho to
catch and train wild mustangs, then barter them to the Shoshone and Paiute. I
once read his old Army Field Manual, and there was nothing in it regarding how
to explain to the Great Spirit as to why you have a Cheyenne arrow up your
'weapon of mass conception.'"
Red chuckled at John's little joke. Red was a treasure-trove of Old West lore.
John felt privileged to hear the accounts, since most Indians do not trust
white men with the truth. Then Red went into the Major Reno and Captain Benteen
cover-ups of their failure to follow orders and attack the lower camp while
Custer attacked the upper end of the camp; the old hammer and anvil tactic,
standard procedure. Counter-attacking Indians forced Reno's clumsy retreat
before he even got to the village, resulting in the loss of about one third of
his men, killed, wounded, or lost. Reno retreated to some bluffs where
Benteen's contingent met up with him. Custer had followed his orders to attack
per his discretion, but Reno and Benteen lied about knowing Custer was actually
fighting in the upper village. All the other men could hear volley fire
indicating Custer was engaged there, but Reno's and Benteen's cowardice, or
perhaps intelligence, prevented their following orders to attack and thereby
support Custer.
Their cover-up was aided by President Grant who was upset with Custer for
exposing the role of Grant's Secretary of War, Henry Belknap, for taking
bribes from Indian Agents. Instead of spending that money on themselves and
their handlers, those Indian Agents were supposed to be spending that money on
food for Indians who no longer had game to hunt. Thousands of Indians starved
to death. Obviously Grant did not want to be caught taking his share, nor did
he want to cut off that personal income to future presidents. Anyway, they
even publicly changed Benteen's story twice to help defuse the issue of
abandoning Custer's men to their fate. The cover-up worked and remains in
place, setting a precedent for future government cover-ups.
Red yawned, so John suggested he had to get up early and hit the books. John
then tossed Red the yoga book:
"Hey Red, ask me nicely and I'll show you some old Indian tricks."
Red laughed and said: "Enough! Some people have to get up in the morning!"
John hit the lights. Red mumbled something about 'old Indian tricks,' and they
tried not to chuckle themselves to sleep.
Red was up at five in the morning for a walk in the dark and breakfast with
Indian friends, and slipped out quietly to avoid awakening John. John awoke
anyway when the creaky door closed. After bathing John did his yoga exercises,
ate half a cold pizza, and studied for two hours before class. He chose
psychology and trigonometry because he thought they would be the easiest
required classes in social sciences and math. They weren't, but he had an "A"
in both courses sewed up by noon with good test scores in both subjects. The
remaining final semester exams this week were multiple choice, and would be
comparatively easy. He had already turned in his anthropology term paper on
the Tree of Life, and had finished the Shamanism book report for English
literature.
At noon John trekked through the snow to the dining hall, ready to chow down.
As he entered the cafeteria doorway he heard Red yell, "Hey, leave me alone!"
At the middle of the second row table two big football players were holding
him, as one was going to cut his hair, fumbling to open his pocketknife and
laughing about taking his scalp. Suddenly, it was time to avenge every slap
from his father, every humiliation he ever suffered from classmates, and
defend his new friend. Force equals mass times acceleration, and with clothing
John weighed over two hundred pounds. Given acceleration to about ten meters
per second, within three seconds the bullies saw trouble arrive. They only had
time to let Red go while standing there in disbelief like female deer in the
headlights. Obviously two one-eighth ton objects were airborne when the four
ton loco-motive hit. He had to tackle at an angle to get them both and leave
Red standing. Well, Red only did one three-sixty spin. All three went sliding
down the table in a spectacular display of flying dishes and food. The closest
diners just sat there in shock as their grub sped away, a few others fell
backwards in their chairs, and the ones at the end had time to stand up and
back away. As the boys slowed down at the end of the table, the teeter-totter
effect kicked in, and the table upended as they hit the floor. On came ALL the
dishes and food sliding down as trio topping, then gravity lured the table back
down with an ear-splitting BANG. Fortunately the dishes were all plastic so
nobody got cut, but the two bad boys were only semi-conscious when the last
glass stopped spinning on the floor. It appeared there were representatives
from all the flora and fauna on them. John did not notice the flash of a
camera.
Red was white. Not from being roughed up, but from the inevitable backlash
targeting him. He yelled at John, "Are you crazy?" Then Red helped the bullies
to their feet and started wiping them off with napkins. "Are you OK? Sorry my
friend got carried away!" John thought it was them who 'got carried away,' but
kept his silence. Now that Red had assumed the moral high ground, John just
glared at the targets, hoping for some sign of resistance. However, the bad
boys were done playing. They had been hit before on the gridiron, but never
that hard, especially without padding. They each had about fifty pounds on him,
but carefully avoided eye contact. The football players limped to the coat
rack and shuffled out the side door, off to their fraternity to clean up. Red
apologized profusely to the other half-fed students at the table and offered
to get them more food, but there were no takers. With John the Berserk Viking
standing there on 'red alert' they had somehow lost the rest of their
appetite, and left. Red came back from the kitchen with two dirty dish tubs,
and John got the garbage can positioned. Together they got the food in the
garbage can, and loaded the dishes in the tubs. John worked the mop and
bucket, and by the time the janitor arrived they were done cleaning up.
How was John to know a student newspaper photographer would be there? The
newspaper editor no doubt thought he was being cute with the caption
"Citizen's Arrest: Barbering Without a License" below the food pyramid picture.
But for Red it was more personal, yet another racial humiliation he had to
bear (if he was smart).
The next day, within four hours after the student newspaper distribution, the
wheels of injustice began to turn. It was about three in the afternoon when
Red started in on John again, in the dorm room. "My education here is not only
important for me, it is important for my people!" Suddenly a knock at the
door, and the campus policeman Schmidt offered to escort them to the Dean's
office. Red was scared to the point of tears. His college career had lasted
less than two days. What would he tell his father?
Suddenly John felt horrible. What had he done? They were kept waiting in
silence for fifteen minutes in the Dean's office reception area while the dour
secretary with the graying brown beehive hairdo and 1950s dress gave them
occasional disapproving looks. They were finally seated in front of the Dean.
He looked up from the student newspaper, over the top of his spectacles, and
said in steely voice said "If you boys think you can terrorize our fine
students at this state university, you are about to do some studying behind
bars! Have I made myself clear?" The boys froze, and then simultaneously said,
"Yes sir!" Red added: "Sorry sir, it won't happen again!"
The Dean added: "I don't want to see either of you two yahoos in here again, or
I won't bother with probation. Now GIT!"
John said: "Thank you sir, no more trouble." They about-faced and marched out.
John was in a fog, again apologizing to Red: "I'm really sorry; I should have
used my head instead of my heart."
Red tried to be gracious: "Oh, forget it; I know you were just trying to stick
up for me. But we're in the real world now, and it's the big boy's game. We
play by their rules, or we don't play at all. This afternoon I was told by a
Crow Indian that those two bullies have wealthy alumni fathers, oil and gas
tycoons. Like the saying goes, follow the money. We're lucky we avoided
expulsion and jail, not to mention personal injury lawsuits for assault and
battery. OK?"
"OK, all right, I get it!" Still, he could not help thinking, 'the more things
change, the more they stay the same.' Justice was not going to be so simple.
John never figured college would be so bizarre.
The next day John was looking forward to quizzing Dr. Reddy again. Besides,
maybe a friendly sympathetic face would cheer him up. He was puzzled to see
Dr. Reddy's beautiful teaching assistant Lana Forbes behind the desk. The TA
announced to the class, "I am sorry to say that Dr. Reddy was called back to
India with a family emergency. Unfortunately, Kashmiri separatists killed one
of Dr. Reddy's uncles, and Dr. Reddy is concerned for the safety of his
family. He hopes to bring his wife and two children to America, and we wish
him well in that effort. Meanwhile, I will finish up the course."
The students were stunned. They really liked Dr. Reddy, and felt compassion for
him. John was reminded of Dr. Reddy's words about religion sometimes resulting
in warfare. Odd how religion can cause Hell. John once read that since the
Muslim invasion of India started long ago, approximately seventy-five million
Hindus had been slaughtered, the world's genocide record. The Muslim warlords
were in competition to see who could build the tallest pyramid of human
skulls, although there is nothing in the Koran that allows for annihilating
anyone who refuses to convert to Islam. Well, now he was really getting
depressed. He thought a quick a little prayer, "Dear God, please help my
friend Dr. Reddy and his family to safety here in America."
After class he asked Lana: "Ma'am, Dr. Reddy loaned me a yoga book, do you have
his address so I can send it back to him?"
"Hello, John Anderson is it?"
"Yes."
"Hi, I'm Lana Forbes," as she extended her hand. "Well, he said he would send
it as soon as he got moved. How is the yoga going?"
"Pretty good actually, although I've just recently started. It seems Dr. Reddy
was right, the more you do them the more limber you get. Have you tried it?"
Lana: "Oh yes, Dr. Reddy loaned me the same book last August. I can give you a
great pep talk on them; you really do feel a lot better."
John: "True, but I'd feel even better when Dr. Reddy makes it back with his
family."
Lana: "Agreed, but I'm sure we'll see them next year. My dad was a Bureau of
Indian Affairs lawyer before going into private practice with an oil and gas
firm in D.C. He and his partners are doing quite well. He said he might be able
to 'grease the skids'."
John: "Well, different kind of Indian, but you mean your dad could get his
immigration fixed?"
Lana: "Uh, dad wouldn't use that term."
John: "Right. Well, great! I feel better knowing he's got friends in high
places. Well, back to the books, nice meeting you."
Lana: "My pleasure. Actually I wanted to talk to you about your term paper. I
read most of them last night, and was very impressed with yours. Can you stop
by the office about four this afternoon?"
John: "Uh, OK, sure, see you then."
He figured she must have given him an "A" on it. He wondered why she didn't
just make some remarks on it, but if it would help cement an 'A' he was all
for it. Besides, he had a crush on her. Not that he had a chance. She was age
23, a master's degree, rich and pretty: about five foot seven, 125 pounds,
athletic body, brilliant blue-green eyes, quick to flash a big bright smile,
dishwater blond should length hair. He was a freshman 'grease monkey'
mechanic. Later that afternoon they exchanged greetings, and he sat across the
desk as she retrieved his term paper.
"I thought I had read everything there was on the Tree of Life, but you have
given me some new insights. I was fascinated by your emphasis on the common
themes from various cultures. Sounds like something Dr. Reddy would say."
"You are right, during that conversation was when he brought up the topic of
yoga, but it was in the context of developing one's full potential. I guess as
you expand the awareness, seeing the Tree of Life is supposed to come
naturally, as a by-product."
"That is also my understanding, but one can't help but wonder what that darn
tree looks like. How is Red Horse doing?"
"Huh?"
"Red Horse, your Indian friend."
"Well, OK I suppose. He does not seem to mind I call him Red for short. Word
gets around I guess."
"Yes, when you make a spectacular splash on the front page of the student
newspaper. I'm sorry about the backlash from the Dean, he's sort of
reactionary."
"Thanks. Yeah, he had no sense of humor. How did you hear about that?"
Lana: "Are you joking? His secretary is rumor central, she thrives on it. Just
know that a lot of people are impressed with your courage. No secrets on this
campus; already the standard joke is you guys are the Lone Ranger and Tonto. I
don't think Red will have any similar trouble now, as long as you are around."
"Thanks, I needed that."
"No doubt Red is a nice guy, although I haven't met him. Yet, that is."
John was a little perplexed. How did they get from the World Tree to Red? Lana
noticed John's quizzical expression. She said:
"I am reminded of one of Dr. Reddy's favorite Black Elk quotes, 'Without the
shaman's access to the World Tree humans would be cut off from the spirit
world.' Black Elk was Sioux, wasn't he?"
"I could ask Red to be sure. He knows everything about the Old West and his
people's history."
"Really? That's fascinating. I did my master's thesis on Native American
religions. Why don't you bring him over for dinner tonight?"
Now it was coming into focus: she was using John to pick Red's brain. Well, OK,
he would be the errand boy IF Red was interested and not 'lying low' until the
storm clouds passed. Besides, John was enthralled by her and would take any
time with her he could get. Later, as John entered the dorm room Red looked up
from his reading.
"Hi, Kimosabe."
"What's that mean, Lone Ranger?"
Red, laughing: "Meathead."
"Ha! That's a good one. Well, one laugh deserves another."
"How's that?"
"I've got you a date with the most beautiful woman on campus in two hours."
"White man speaks with forked tongue!"
John: "It's true, my anthropology TA wants to pick your brain. She did her
master's thesis on Indian religions."
"Time out. No matter how beautiful you think she is, she can forget about
quoting me in one of her publications. Not interested. I don't mind talking to
someone I trust like you, but she's technically with 'the establishment.'"
John was disappointed. "Well, OK, unless she promises to keep what you tell her
secret? She might be well connected around here; maybe you could use another
friend?"
"Well, probably, but get her confidentiality agreement up front, or I'm eating
bread here tonight."
"Oh, one other thing." Red suddenly got a skeptical look. "Full disclosure:
I've got a crush on her."
Red: "So, we'll fight over her?"
"Well, maybe a food fight, I've got some experience in that."
"No way, you fight dirty!" They laughed.
John added: "Actually she's out of my league and all yours if you can catch
her."
"Thanks for the thought, but I expect I would have more in common with one of
the girls back home. By the way, I was looking at that yoga book. Want to
start doing the exercises together?"
"Sure, good idea. Let me show you the ones Dr. Reddy showed me." John took off
his coat and boots, got down on the floor, and showed Red the postures,
inviting an old soul onto the path of yoga. Red then tried them with John's
guidance and repeat looks at the pictures in the yoga book. John added, "Take
it easy at first as you will not be able to stretch to meet the ideal as shown
in the pictures. If and when you become that limber your posture will
approximate the ideal positions. Just a little stretching at first. Even a
little of this yoga brings enlightenment."
John watched as Red assumed the positions. "The shoulder stand is my favorite
because it really increases the blood flow to the brain. Stretching and
twisting the spine really seems to help with my alertness also. See what you
think."
Red: "I think I'm a little out of shape for this."
"Don"t worry, you"ll get more and more limber every time you do them. Trust me.
OK, I'll give Lana a call."
"OK, thanks for the lesson."
A quick call and Lana agreed, promising she was only interested in Red's
information for personal reasons, nothing discussed would be published. OK,
deal. She added, "Ask Red if he likes Indian food."
"I already used a variation of that joke on him, offering to show him some 'old
Indian tricks' like yoga." Like most women when they get tickled, she gave a
loud cluck! like an alarmed pheasant followed by silent laughter, slowly bowing
her head until she need to breathe again, then sucked in some air. John liked
making her laugh. John added: "If it's better than bread, we'll eat it."
Chapter 3: Satanserpent Yahweh
Lana had a nice two bedroom well furnished house, decorated in a Western motif,
in the upscale faculty housing area. For dinner she served a vegetable salad
with prairie turnips, wild mint, as well as camas, evening primrose, and
smartweed roots. There was also maize on the cob, maize bread with butter and
honey, and boiled acorn cakes. For dessert there was cherry, serviceberry and
bull berry pie. It was delicious, and all had a hearty meal. Red was
impressed.
During dinner the conversation started out with small talk about Dr. Reddy,
yoga, Lana's Western decorations, how she got the TA job at UM, and Red's
intent to major in political science and maybe law later if there were still
any honest judges around by then. The topic of the boys' fracas in the
cafeteria was avoided. John asked Red about the old days, when his grandfather
was young.
"Red, I forgot to ask you, did your grandfather ever meet Black Elk?"
"Sure, they knew each other casually, having met on a few occasions like during
trading meets and pow wows."
"Lana and I are interested in Black Elk's statement about the importance of the
medicine man and the World Tree to provide spirit knowledge and assistance to
humanity. Can you tell us just what has to happen before a person actually sees
the Tree of Life? Is it a result of years of preparation, or is there some
ceremony that enables a person to see it whenever they want?"
Red: "A person will gradually grow into seeing it. I am not a medicine man, but
I've seen it a few times, the first time was during a Sun Dance whereby we
attempt contact with ancestor spirits, perhaps even with the Great Spirit, for
guidance. I had been fasting for several days before that. During the dance I
was under a horse skin costume, exhausted, delirious. My right breast was
hurting from the wooden skewer tethering me by rope to the pole we dance
around." Red showed them the scars on his right breast. "I suddenly fell down,
rolled over onto my back, went out of my body, and there it was."
Lana: "I gather the Tree is an actual structure?"
Red: "Oh yes, but different seers see it differently, and give it different
interpretations. But basically, it connects the higher and lower spirit worlds
with earth. I saw the Tree as having dull greenish brown branches against a
black background, and it had yellow-green light structures of very small
rectangles, like short equally spaced vertical lines flowing within the
branches. I focused on them as they slowly move from the top to down through
the branches, and then back around into the roots and up the trunk, or maybe
axis would be a better word. It seemed almost like an egg or oval shape more
than a tree. I desired to see the source of the Tree by looking into one of
the moving lights, and immediately appreciated the higher being source, of
which the tree is just a small outer manifestation. Then after the highest
vision retreated I again saw The Tree. Then it faded and I seemed to be coming
back, descending fast, and got distracted by the thought of what other
phenomena might be seen. My teacher White Eagle previously warned me to keep my
attention focused on the Self and not go exploring off into unknown space, but
that is what happened. I apparently descended too fast and too far until I was
in the presence of some sort of lesser serpent being that seemed to be moving.
I got the impression I had stumbled into its territory. I got scared, and the
whole vision vanished."
John: "What about the higher being? What did it look like?"
"Well, that's as much as I can say. I mean, I would like to think it was the
source of life, but there was nothing there. All I can say is it seemed like
pure sentient void, almost as if I had blacked out but still awake, while at
the same time I sensed I was that, I was God, no doubt in my mind. It was very
strange, beyond description. Most likely I was not that close to seeing the
Great Spirit, because there could well be many levels of life above where I
was able to see. A person should have some courage before seeking such visions.
Anyway, as my sense of the higher being receded, it seemed like the tree was
actually the source of this physical universe.
"I soon receded back into my body and my usual dull senses. It was quite a
comedown, not something to be done frivolously. On the bright side, I like to
think Black Elk's words at least partly describe my experience of the higher
vision: 'Peace... comes within the souls of men when they realize their
relationship, their oneness, with the universe and all its powers, and when
they realize that at the center of the Universe dwells Wakan-Tanka, and that
this center is really everywhere, it is within each of us.' Ever since then I
have felt an inner peace and freedom from fear that seems to have stayed with
me.
Lana: "That's the most detailed description I have ever heard or read! I can't
wait to see it for myself!"
John, anticipating Red's reluctance, said to Lana: "Are you sure you want to be
a warrior? The Sun Dance sounds like quite a trial, especially that wooden
skewer in your right breast. I'd hate to see ..."
"Never mind." interrupted Lana.
Red added: "Warrior training is very difficult, even for a young man."
Lana: "Most indigenous peoples have initiation rites for the youth. Have the
Blackfoot ever initiated a white into their tribe?"
"Not only can I not speak for all the Blackfoot bands, but I cannot speak of
such things for my own. Only the chief and medicine man could think of such
things and only if there were a very good reason."
John again deflected Lana's line of questioning: "Sounds to me like a person
would have to be a Blackfoot by birth, or at least married to a Blackfoot,
true?"
Red: "That is our preference."
"Well Lana, but maybe Red has a cousin for you."
Lana wrinkled up her face at John with a sarcastic, squinty-eyed forced fake
smile, and then looked down at her plate to try to think of some way to
persuade Red to assist her tree viewing. Then she said to Red: "Have you ever
used the mescal bean?"
Red: "Well, given your prior research you already know about some rites. Yes, I
have, but the poison nearly killed me."
Lana was not deterred: "I read that some tribes have allowed whites to
participate in Native American Church peyote ceremony."
"Yes, on rare occasions."
"Well Red, maybe if I take you up on your invitation to visit your reservation
I'll check it out. We'd better get going. Thanks a lot for the great meal
Lana. We get up around five in the morning, so we should be off." John stood up
and Red was happy to follow suit as they shook Lana's hand and headed for the
door.
Lana said: "Next time we'll talk about shape-shifting." Red just rolled his
eyes.
John: "Keep feeding us like that, we'll be shifting out of shape."
As they got in John's green 1963 Ford four wheel drive pickup, Red said: "Well,
thanks for the exit; she would have grilled me all night."
"Sorry, I didn't know she was going to be that pushy about actually seeing the
Tree for herself. Not that I blame her."
Red: "My low profile these days does not include poisoning faculty members!"
"How much mescal did you take, anyway?"
"If you survive one full bean, you must be a warrior."
John: "Wow. Guess I should stay on your good side, eh? Now what the heck is
shape-shifting?"
Red: "Well, you recall our discussion of visiting the spirit world. When in
that world one's desires are more easily fulfilled. In our culture we have
historically sought the spirits of animals as allies, to help us survive and
learn of the Great Spirit. I was weak with hunger on my warrior fast at the
tree line of Chief Mountain, and passing in and out of consciousness. I was
suffering from thirst, then suddenly a reddish brown horse appeared in the
dream and telepathically told me to get on and he would take me to water. I
mounted and as we rode toward a spring, I felt myself merging with the horse,
becoming one with it. By the time we got to the spring I was the horse, no
doubt whatsoever in my mind, I thought and moved as a horse. It was not
ordinary water I drank, some sort of divine elixir that gave me a vision of
the Tree of Life, followed by union with the Great Spirit, at least to some
degree. I got insight into the laws of nature and how they purify us, enabling
understanding of divine will. Well, similar shape-shifting stories come from
all indigenous cultures for thousands of years. No doubt you are thinking I
just had a dream, or a hallucination at best. Again, if you ever experience
it, you will know the reality of the difference. Anyway, that's how I got my
warrior name of Red Horse, and the horse remains my spirit ally."
John: "Hmm. I'm having a little trouble with the physics, not to mention the
chemistry, biology, and anatomy. How is such a thing possible? Is it all
mental, or do you think you were actually, literally, a horse?"
"There's no point in trying to convince you of the shaman's ability to
shape-shift in the spirit world. It is a lot easier to perform so-called
miracles in the spirit world than here, just like it is easier to fly in dreams
than fly with eagles here on earth. But basically, once you get high enough
spiritually, your soul can look back into the 'cloak room,' where each cloak
represents the body of an earth specie. If you put on the cloak of a tiger,
the next thing you know, you will be stalking in a jungle. The desires of a
powerful shaman are fulfilled and have feedback into this everyday life we
experience now. Some physicists believe higher consciousness is the basis of
matter, and can therefore control matter."
John: "I've heard of dreams coming true, but not so literally and directly. So
with this kind of power, why couldn't the tribes defeat the white man?"
"There are some stories about warriors shape-shifting into, say, a wolf while
engaged in night stalking, or an eagle if doing aerial reconnaissance. A
warrior's skill was no doubt enhanced by being in wolf-consciousness, cunning,
fast, courageous and so on but a bullet still kills a wolf. Like everything
else in this life there are limitations, a matter of degree."
John: "So if I have a camera on the shaman when he shape-shifts, I can document
every detail of the transition?"
"Theoretically yes, but I doubt any shaman in his right mind would perform a
circus stunt like that knowing it would get him killed one way or another.
Think of it this way, getting out of this Ford pickup and into a Chevy sedan is
not a big deal, if you know what you are doing. Did you ever have a dream,
realize you are dreaming, then change it?"
"I remember having a nightmare, getting scared, then decided I'd had enough and
said to myself 'I don"t have to put up with this, this is just a dream' then
woke up."
"Next time you are aware you are dreaming try taking control of the dream and
then dream whatever content you want. For example, you could dream you are
flying with eagles, or that you are an eagle flying."
John: "Well, looks like the end of my first semester in college is the first
day of school. Do you think I will ever shape-shift?"
"It depends on the strength of your desire. If you attempt shaman training to
induce the change in consciousness, you need guidance. Full disclosure: not
every young Indian survives the austerities. If you do it too quickly, there are
risks in loosening the soul from the body to visit in the spirit world. Some
souls of would-be warriors do not return to the body."
John: "Maybe so, but I would like to try visiting the spirit world for myself.
Can you show me how to do it?"
"NO! But if you ever do visit my reservation, maybe you will have a talk with
the medicine man."
They rode in silence to the dorm, and settled down in their room to read. But
John wanted more knowledge, and started in on Red again, this time triggering
a surprise tirade that would test the limits of John's patience.
"Red, earlier you mentioned no sane shaman would shape-shift for the cameras
unless he had a death wish. Why would anyone kill a miracle man?"
Red: "Have you never read a book? Millions upon millions of people have been
devoured by The Evil One for no good reason, other than Satan feeds."
John: "I don't understand."
Red: "Well, let's take it from the beginning. The evolutionists say life on
earth evolved from proteins and single-celled organisms in the ocean, which
evolved into fish, amphibians, rodents, apes and humans. Indians do not believe
our spirits did, we come from the Great Spirit. Whether we have inhabited
Fords or Chevrolets for millions of years is irrelevant. My people have been
happy to be hunter-gatherers since before we came to America. The Maker put us
on this land thousands of years ago. Smallpox and warfare seriously reduced
our numbers over recent years, and the Small Robes band went extinct.
"Columbus thought he had arrived in India so he called the residents 'Indians,'
and the name seems to have stuck. Now the Catholic men's fraternity called the
Knights of Columbus want a Columbus Day as a federal holy day or holiday in
spite of the all the Indians his troops massacred. But most new world Indians,
about sixty percent of the original Western Hemisphere Indian population, died
from white diseases, not bullets. Whites have used many means to kill us for
hundreds of years, like gifts of small pox infected blankets. Any excuse to
kill an Indian has been a good one. The Spanish Catholics were in some ways
even more brutal. Look at this quote from King Ferdinand of Spain." Red got a
book on the Spanish Conquest of South America out of his desk and read a
paragraph to John:
"'King Ferdinand of Spain is said to have established The Requirement to
absolve all Spaniard's of the depravity and horror of their actions in the New
World. The proclamation reads in part: You Indians must recognize the Roman
Church as your Mistress and as Governess of the World and Universe, and the
High Priest, the Pope...I tell you that with the help of God I will enter
powerfully against you all. I will make war everywhere and every way that I
can. I will subject you to the yoke and obedience to the Church and to his
Majesty, I will take your women and children and make them slaves, to sell and
dispose of as his Majesty commands, and I shall do all the Evil and Damage to
you that I am able, and I insist that the deaths and injuries that you will
receive from here on will be by your own fault and not that of the Gentlemen
that accompany me.'"
John: "Geez, I new some of that history, but the big picture is horrible. I
guess 'satanic' is an obvious choice of words. But didn't a lot of Indians
convert to Christianity anyway?"
Red: "To avoid death, yes, but no Indian is so dumb they believe printed words
in a book will significantly affect their spiritual life. What has the Bible
done for the spirituality of genocidal maniac book readers, mass thievery book
readers, or child raping priests who have spent their entire adult lives
devoted to scriptures and sacraments?"
John: "That reminds me of something Dr. Reddy said, sometimes religions cause
wars. Like they say, war is Hell, especially if you are on the receiving end
of it with inadequate defenses."
Red: "Dr. Reddy sounds like a wise Indian. Anyway, we need to learn the white
man's ways just to survive. If a medicine man shape shifted on camera, even
into a visible astral body of an angel, that would be a major threat to jealous
people of other religions who would find an excuse to kill him, and maybe his
tribe. The bottom line is, whether it is Dr. Reddy's scriptures or the Bible,
theory is useless without practice. Speaking of the Bible, did you hear how it
was born?"
"No, tell me."
Red: "Well, on your own you can research all the ancient stories that were
around for thousands of years BC. Many of the ideas in the Epic of Gilgamesh
from at least five thousand BC wound up in the Old Testament. The Mesopotamia
stories of the creation of man in a wondrous garden, the introduction of Evil
into an innocent world, the flooding of the world brought on by evil men, and
God chooses a man to save humanity and animals by building a big boat, and so
on. There are many more examples indicating the old stories about old Gods
were plagiarized and attached to the new God, a process anthropologists call
assimilation. All the original Gods had wives who were gradually forgotten
in terms of everyday worship. Occasionally an earthly savior would be born of a
God father and virgin earthling mother. From Mesopotamia to Egypt this or that
God was pre-eminent depending on which tribe or city was more populous and/or
politically influential at any given time and place. If each unique snowflake
represented each person's conception of God, you would have a blizzard.
"The more ancient theologies were primarily focused on heavenly objects like
the moon, the fire God of the sun, and select stars. The sacred bull deity of
fertility was popular, as was the Earth Goddess. More recently we see a set of
primary godlike attributes, and different cultures give the same character
different names. In the Middle East, An was the Sumerian sky God of Heaven and
lord of the constellations, called Anu by the Babylonians. Ishkur was the
Assyrian and Babylonian God of storms and rainwater, who was known as Adad in
Babylon, and Hadda or Hadad in Syria and Canaan. Some believed Hadad was the
One God Most High, so sacred it was prohibited to speak his name out loud.
Hadad's son was Elohe, also Eloi or El, so when those people wanted to call on
God they called on the name of his son, Eloi. The problem there was that by
prohibiting his name from being spoken the people forgot about Hadad, and over
time his son Eloi became God the Father. Some considered Ba'al or Baal as the
son of Elohe, and he subsequently became a popular God in Canaan and
throughout the Middle East, worshiped in the form of a bull. Keep in mind many
of these Gods had astrological inspirations, like the constellation Taurus. As
one age fades, a new constellation predominates, so time for a new God, maybe
even one who controls the constellations. The worship rituals were also
designed to remind the people of the time for planting and harvest and so on,
just to survive.
"The Canaanites subsequently considered Baal the Lord of the Heavens, also
known as the 'Space-Filling God,' and 'He who holds the stars in place,' and
also as the storm God who brings rains, just like Hadad. For some people Baal
eventually became the new 'God Most High' in charge of enthroning and
de-throning constellation-based Gods. The Canaan creation myth included Baal
defeating the primeval sea monsters Lothan, Yam, and Yah, also known as
Yahweh. Yahweh was the low-life serpent God of the waters of chaos, and the
Canaanites also considered Yahweh a son of Baal. Yahweh's 'consort' was Baal's
wife, Asherah.
"At the top of all the signs of the zodiac back then was the constellation the
Dragon, given the Arabic name Draco, one of the few constellations whose name
better fits the form. When the Great Pyramid of Giza was built around 2550 BC,
the pole star, Alpha Draconis, was in that Draco constellation. Concurrently,
the Babylonian myth was that Tiamat was a sea serpent, a huge bloated dragon
existing before sea and sky were separated, the dragon of the waters of chaos.
The Persians also regarded Draco as a man-eating serpent. All those ancient
cultures were agreed that there was a powerful destructive force symbolized by
a dragon or serpent. These days, in the north sky in September the end of
Draco's tail is located between the big and little dippers, and Draco is
upright.
"The Aramaic ancestors of the Hebrews near Ugarit in Syria worshiped the
supreme God Hadad whose name they believed was too sacred to say out loud.
They also worshiped Hadad's son Elohe, also known as Eloi, Elias, and Eli or
El for short. You may recall Jesus dying on the cross, when he said 'My God,
my God, why hast thou forsaken me?' As Aramaic descendants Jesus and the Jews
spoke Aramaic, a common language in the Middle East back then, so his actual
words were 'Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?' He could not call on his dad Hadad
whose name was too sacred to speak out loud, so he called on God's son Eloi for
relief. By calling on God's son he called on God the Father.
"The Hebrew prophets were using standard procedure in the Middle East when they
decided to create their own God Most High by elevating one God above the
others. Eloi's bad son Yah or Yah-weh was sometimes mispronounced as Jehovah,
the serpent god of chaos. By defeating in combat other Gods of the same
nature, such as Tannin, Tiamat and Leviathan or son of Levi the new God Yahweh
assumed their powers, thereby becoming strong enough to beat Baal. If the
Hebrew prophets really believed Yahweh was the 'one true God,' they would not
have him lowering himself by rolling around in the mud while fighting other
Gods for supremacy. Anyway, Yahweh also hates the higher Gods Hadad and Eloi,
and as the God of destruction he wants to replace them. Yahweh is a jealous
god, as you would expect of an evil force of chaos, a man-eating serpent, and
those traits are what eventually got him cast down into the earth. But back in
2550 BC people still looked to Draco to find the pole star, but when the
earth's axis finished its shift, like it does about every 25,500 years, people
these days look to Polaris as the new pole star, located in the end of the
handle of the Little Dipper.
"Old Testament writers like Isaiah were trying to promote Hebrew monotheism
like the Egyptians had in their one true God, Ra, symbolized by the sun.
Isaiah read Egyptian and Babylonian scriptures, plagiarizing some of their
exact words, and scratching his head while trying to assimilate their ideas.
To help continue the Hebrews quest for their own 'one true God' Isaiah like
some of his predecessors cite Eloi as God, then complete the fiction by
identifying him as Yahweh, who was of course Eloi's bad son. They misused the
'like father like son' argument to promote Yahweh from the jealous, evil
serpent of the waters of chaos to God of Gods. Isaiah's fiction had Yah
defeating other Gods to raise his stature, thereby becoming reborn,
re-packaged, and re-marketed as 'the new and improved one true God,' Yahweh.
Isaiah and the previous writers apparently had little choice to settle on Yah
in spite of his lowly origins, as all the other major Gods were already
claimed by other cultures, and only a well-known brand name should defeat in
mortal combat the still popular Baal. Besides, times were hard in their arid
land, so they made a deal with the evil spirit Yahweh: he possesses them so
they can rule the earth, while they worship him and strengthen him by feeding
him gentiles. Currently, Jewish theologians are shy to explain the nature of
Yahweh, a Mediterranean sea monster that crawled onto land and then created the
heavens and the earth. You can imagine the news headline of those bygone days:
'Local Snake Makes The Big Time, Creates Existence!' No wonder that the Jewish
Holy Talmud scriptures state that any rabbi can win a debate with God.
John: "What? Are you serious?"
Red: "Yes."
John: "Well, now that you mention it, Dr. Reddy once told us that the prophet
Mohammed worshipped God the Father, Eloi, whose name he pronounced as El-Ah,
which is now commonly pronounced as Allah. Are you saying Yahweh the bad son is
warring against God the Father? And we are Yahweh's unwitting soldiers in that
battle?"
Red: "I know it sounds outrageous, but you have to hear the whole story before
you can piece the puzzle together. Religious confusion reigned in those
transition days. The sons of Israel's first king, Saul, were named after Baal,
and the Old Testament prophet Hosea mentions Yahweh was sometimes called Baal.
Some Psalms refer to Yahweh as Baal, living on Mount Zion. King Solomon built a
temple and his tribute to Yahweh was a large bronze serpent. Solomon's son
Rehoboam was on the bandwagon about 960 BC, and promoted the House of David
line of succession to unite the tribes of Judah and Israel under Yahweh.
"In the New Testament, Revelations talks about Lucifer trying to take over from
God, and had a third of the angels in on the coup attempt. The story of Draco
and Yahweh is in lockstep with that of the fallen, proud angel Lucifer. Who
tempted Eve? A snake, the Devil in disguise. Remember that in Revelations the
Bible talks about the Devil as a dragon, stating 'His tail drew a third of the
stars of Heaven and threw them to the earth.' He and his fallen angels were
condemned down into the earth, into Hell. Well, I hiked deep into an
underground cave once, and sure enough the deeper you go the worse it feels
spiritually. Give me a mountaintop instead.
"Some people think DracoYahwehSatan had the Egyptians build the Great Pyramid
of Giza long ago, most Egyptologists speculate around 2550 BC. The Pharaoh was
supposed to be God's son, so presumably the pharaoh's ego needs required his
subjects believe it and treat him accordingly. The Egyptian priests saw the
stars moving in the night sky, and erroneously assumed the non-moving star must
be Heaven because all the other stars revolved around it. It held the Heavens
in place, so it must be Heaven. At that time they may have been looking at
stars in what we call the constellation Orion. The earth's axis shifts about
every 25,500 years, so we get a different pole star periodically. Consequently
the pyramid builders placed the Giza pyramid's descending passage at the
entrance on the North face. That passage angles down through the pyramid base
into the bedrock below, then horizontally to the Pit, also known as the Room of
Chaos. In that room is found the pyramid's only writing, which references the
year 2141 BC when the passage would be directly aligned with Alpha Draconis,
the Dragon Star in the constellation Draco, the unmoving pole star of the time.
The theory is that the pyramid was a desperate attempt by Yahweh to build an
ascension tool, navigating home by starlight.
"It is interesting that the Tibetans and Parsees allow vultures to devour the
bodies of the deceased. Likewise, when I go, I do not want anything earthly
to hold me back. I could care less what junk yard my body vehicle winds up in.
Supposedly Catholics suffer eternal damnation if they do not pay the Catholic
cemetery fees. But the ancient Egyptians went overboard with the pharaoh tomb
business. I suspect elaborate death rites are more comfort to the loved ones
left behind than assistance to the spirit of the departed. To get the work
done the Egyptians were brainwashed into thinking the Pharaoh would get them a
place in Heaven, but it appears the real purpose of the pyramid was an
ascension tool for Yahweh.
"Anyway, you can see coalescing old gods and myths into one God of the Old
Testament was politics, not prophecy. You know what they say about politics.
It's like making sausage; a messy business you don't want to watch but it is
the outcome that is important. Meanwhile every culture in history has
proclaimed themselves God's chosen people; self-esteem is inborn.
"It's hilarious the Old Testament prophets like Joshua claimed God was
speaking to them when Joshua wrote that Palestine was land God gave to the
Jews. Joshua was trying to pump up the Jews by telling them anywhere they walk,
God is with them and it is their land. Jeremiah proclaimed the Lord spoke to
him to prophesy against all non-Jewish nations. Only an idiot could possibly
believe the Great Spirit, Almighty God of Gods, Creator of All was on personal
speaking terms with SnakeYahweh, let alone the prophet scam operators. But if
you browbeat such goofy claims into the heads of children they will still
believe them when they grow up. The Hebrews took it a step further in about
200 AD when they decided they were the supreme race and everyone else was
dogmeat.
"Those various original Bible stories were written by over a hundred different
people with different motives. They were located in different countries, and
separated by hundreds of years. Consequently to market Yahweh worship the
Hebrew prophets had to condense the sales literature. Later most areas of the
early Christian church who were more interested in spirituality than money
wanted to keep the Old Testament sausage out of the Bible, and only the New
Testament in the Bible, so Yahweh's bishops retaliated. They persuaded the
Roman emperor Constantine to slaughter those bishops like the Gnostics who were
against the Old Testament inclusion in the Bible. The murdering bishops took
control, and got rich making up the rules as they went along. Today's Bible was
put together about 350 AD after severe editing by church leaders.
"The 'Gnostics' name was Greek for knowledge, as they bitterly criticized the
money monger bishops for using Jesus's teachings to get rich by placing
themselves between humanity and God. Saint Augustine was in the Manichean
sect of the Gnostics, but figured there was no way he could survive against
Yahweh, so he sold out to the Church and turned on the Manicheans, like a
viper, to save his own neck. The Catholic Church slaughtered the last of the
Manicheans in Europe in the twelfth century. The Gnostics paid the ultimate
price for telling the truth, namely that the Vatican represented the satanic
side of the Church. The Church gave the people nothing but faith, which
translates as hope, to get them reunited with God. To make sure they did not
succeed in bypassing the Church to know God directly the people were kept
dependent on church dogma, specifically dumb and trivial theoretical
speculations, and a good dose of lies wrapped up in pomp and ceremony.
Trusting in that dogma cost the people some of their income, and presumably
their spiritual life.
"Later it was the Roman Empire that was the marketing machine for Christianity,
after it became the official state religion courtesy of Constantine. To help
finance it the Catholic clergy dreamed up 'give us ten percent of your income
or go to Hell for eternity,' and other financial scams dictated as God's Laws.
The larger the number of persuaded or terrorized converts, the more money the
priests made. They made changes to Bible scriptures to enhance their marketing
strategies, like removing references to reincarnation. The only surviving hint
was John 9 verse 2: 'And his disciples asked him, saying, Master, who did sin,
this man, or his parents, that he was born blind?' With reincarnation out of
the way, people have only one shot at salvation, so they had better do
everything the priests tell them. Birth control eventually became a Hell-bound
practice because it would cut the population of tithe payers to the Church.
Another perk of the priest's job was raping young boys without legal
consequences. It's been that way ever since."
John: "Ever since? What do you mean?"
"It's history. The religious wars, the Crusades, all of the genocides all over
the world in the name of God. I wouldn't be surprised if some of your
ancestors were bitten. You probably heard of the Inquisitions. God created
plants and ordered His Children to use them for food and medicine. Then
suddenly some Italian fascist in Rome orders everybody in the world obeying
that Medicine Law of God to be slaughtered for witchcraft, or convert and pay
up. After becoming the official church of the Roman and other empires, they
created a myriad of new rules, using all available military, political and
economic tactics to squeeze money, land, and allegiance out of everyone they
could. Today the politicians, generals, spy bureaucrats, corporations, and
judges have taken over the fascism leadership, but the churches continue to
squeeze the faithful to war against non-paying infidels."
John: "Now that you mention it, I once read the story of Geronimo. Apparently
some priest was pushing the idea that Indians were vermin and needed to be
exterminated. The local fort commandant agreed, and Spanish troops attacked
Geronimo's tribe. Among the dead were his mother, wife and three children.
Geronimo got his revenge by allying with a local related tribe, and wiped out
the Spanish troops stationed at that fort. I guess Dr. Reddy would call it
karma: as you sow, so shall you reap."
Red: "Well, it didn't really end there. Geronimo eventually wound up in a
cemetery near Ft. Sill, Oklahoma. According to historical records at Yale
University's Skull and Bones fraternity, former U.S. Senator Prescott Bush in
his younger army days, and five other army captains, raided Geronimo's grave.
That Skull and Bones outfit still has Geronimo's skull in a glass display case
in their windowless fraternity meeting hall called The Tomb. The 'Bonesmen' as
they call themselves do not deny it.
"Apparently their secret fascist fraternity rites include dressing up as
skeletons, the Pope and such and playing with skulls, apparently to train
America's future leaders that killing others is expected of them. They require
initiates to run around naked and lie in coffins as part of the satanic
initiation ritual. While naked, the humiliation makes it easier to extract
information out of them, so they adopted the tactic into prisoner
interrogation in Vietnam. The initiates must list all their sexual encounters
so they could not blackmail other members in the future without retaliation.
They think they are playing a parlor game, without realizing good and evil
spirits surround us. They get possessed by the demon they have conjured, which
starts assisting them with the strategic deception training, and as the evil
spirit grows up with them they progress to participating in massive theft and
mass murder in imperialist genocidal wars. They disperse geographically once
they start their careers, like the oil and banking cronies Bush and Hinckley
in Texas and Colorado, and the Cowles' deception media companies based in
Spokane. While the Skull and Bones military-industrial complex perfects
harvesting people, the Weyerhaeuser lumber family in Washington state has
perfected clear-cut harvesting of the world's forests. The Cheney family has
been in Skull and Bones from its inception.
"The Bonesmen, I call them Boneheads among other names, modeled themselves
after the German example of obedience to the state. First they get control of
the government, then compel obedience. They are literally dumb enough to
believe the state is destined to dominate the spirit of the individual. In the
1830's the Bavarian government shut down the Illuminati secret society, which
concerned itself with a hodge-podge of lore from the Jewish Kabala and other
Middle Eastern mystery cults dedicated to Satan worship. Such was the 'higher
wisdom' giving them the right to rule by secretly influencing all political
transactions. No surprise the Satan worshipper's pentagram is the Star of
David. An American student visiting in Germany, William Russell, returned to
America and opened Illuminati Chapter 322 at Yale in 1832. The Illuminati was
originally started by a Jesuit priest with the purported goal of world peace by
infiltrating all government power circles, using deception. Skull and Bones
has imitator fascist organizations, such as the Catholic Opus Dei outfit.
Again, it was started by a Vatican associated priest to infiltrate the
government and communications media, using deception to farm the people for
their money. When one employee unwittingly broke one of the founder's secrecy
rules, the priest ordered her sodomized, a practice near and dear to the
Church. Opus Dei members are fascists, defined as those who are totally against
liberty, equality, and fraternity as exemplified in the Declaration of
Independence and Constitution. Fascists are lethal larcenous liars. Their
members rise to influential positions, and vampirize the poor while pretending
to be apostles of Jesus.
"The Yale Illuminati outfit was originally called The Brotherhood of Death.
Later they changed their name to Skull and Bones to camouflage their image
without giving up their intentions. They initiate only fifteen seniors per
year, and about 600 or so are alive at any time, with only about 150 active in
society. About 25 families control the secret society's affairs. Members are
Knights, senior members are Patriarchs, and, no surprises, outsiders are
gentiles. They take the oath of secrecy not to discuss their business with
others, although senior Bonehead statesmen openly talk of top-secret government
matters at the Bonehead's annual dinners. They operate like the British royal
families, as evidenced by the British genocides in Ireland, India, Africa,
China, and other places. Their arrogance boggles the mind, as you might expect
from people tracing their ancestry to the British and other European royal
families. Keep in mind that historically royals were not elected royalty by
the peasants. 'Royals' typically slaughtered their way to the top. It's
disgusting watching the Brits turning out in droves to get a look at Satan's
cow so they can bow down to her.
"A baby needs total security and warmth with everything they can possibly use
automatically given to them. Bonesmen are very young souls who murder and
steal to relieve their anxiety in their attempt to recreate womb conditions:
total security and warmth and everything they could want immediately available
to them. Spoiled brats detest an adult who orders sharing of toys with others.
"Boneheads commonly come from the original upper class American immigrant
families who got rich on the slave and opium trades. They don't have the slave
trade anymore, but they want it back, and they still want all the 'legal' and
'illegal' drug businesses under their control. If they cannot control the drug
or plant or get rich off of it they make it illegal and jail or kill all who
continue to use it to prevent competition with their pharmaceutical assets. No
matter if animals, and later humans, have been using the plants successfully
for over a million years. The U.S. federal government also wanted to force
non-citizen Mexican workers back to Mexico in the 1930's by looking at their
customs, focused on marijuana smoking, and thus made it illegal.
"All the world's original religions were based on using psychoactive plants to
commune with God. In the Old Testament, Exodus 30: 22-25, talks about God
ordering the fictitious Moses to use kaneh bos anointing oil to absorb the
psychoactive ingredient through the skin. Actually, the practice was thousands
of years old by then. Rodents found it by experimental eating of plants, and
the apes also ate it. Ape-men continued the practice, and taught it to the
Neanderthals. The Neanderthals taught it to the Aryans and Chinese, and the
Scythians eventually taught the Hebrew priests. Cannabis originated millions of
years ago in the region between the Altai and Ural mountains and the Caspian
Sea.
"In about 282 BC the Egyptian Pharaoh Ptolemy II hired Hebrew priests to
translate their Torah scriptures. Kaneh bos was deliberately mistranslated by
Levite Hebrew priests as a different herb called sweet calamus or fragrant
cane. They did not want the commoners to have that source of medicine,
otherwise the Levites would have become unnecessary and lose their elevated
status in their tribe. More recently the Hebrew University of Jerusalem has
admitted Kanehbos is indeed cannabis. Jesus was a Hebrew priest, and was
covered with the stuff, thus earning the title 'Christ,' meaning 'the Anointed
One,' who used the unction to anoint and heal the sick. Absorption through the
skin is probably pretty slow but the effects might last for days. Cannabis is a
primary beneficial herb in most of the ancient cultures' healing traditions
from China to India to Europe to Africa because of its remarkable healing
qualities for a wide range of maladies. It was on the U.S. pharmacopoeia list
until the 1920s, but the fascists figured it could hurt their drug profits
because people could grow their own. Let's see your Bible again.
"OK, in 1 John 2:20 it states 'But ye have an unction from the Holy One, and ye
know all things.' The Naasenes who had been smeared with the holy anointing
oil considered themselves the true Christians, as the fire in the chrism
made them Christs, anointed ones. They also used kanehbos as incense, just
like the Scythians who used the word cannabis. In Mark 6:13 it states: 'And
they cast out many devils, and anointed with oil many that were sick, and
healed them.' When you look at the Bible ingredients for holy anointing oil it
says myrrh, cinnamon, sweet calamus, cassia, and olive oil. Obviously none of
those ingredients has any effect on the mind or body, except for a perhaps a
minor placebo effect on the dangerously dumb faithful. But by replacing sweet
calamus with the real active ingredient, cannabis, everything Jesus and the
disciples said about the Holy Anointing Oil suddenly becomes true. Jesus's
disciple Mark converted some of the Ethiopians to Christianity, and their
Coptic Church remains the only original Christian sect that still practices
the original Christian Holy Communion based upon cannabis, as opposed to
today's commonplace fake communion.
"Who does the President or Pope think they are for killing God's children for
following God's orders that have been in existence since the dawn of rodents
on earth? SatanSerpent Yahweh wants total control, and that end always
justifies any means he wants to use. If Jesus reincarnated today the
born-again Christian anti-Christs would have him shot or jailed within a day.
Even though cannabis or hemp has been used for its fibers for thousands of
years, Satan prohibits its growing even for legitimate industrial reasons. The
American Founding Fathers grew it and made its cultivation by every farmer a
law. The cannabis fibers, mispronounced as canvas, are in products from
sails and tents to the paper in the Declaration of Independence.
"For thousands of years people have evolved off the earth with the help of
God's plants, but recently a manufacturing process to kill brain cells has
been discovered. Satan's alcohol industry has been growing century in and
century out, killing off the competition like cannabis by any means necessary.
As alcohol consumption becomes generally accepted in a society, the pregnant
women drink it to kill their baby's serotonin brain cells as part of the kid's
preparation for evil spirit possession, aggression, and perhaps soldier
training.
John: "Wait a minute! No expectant mother in her right mind would drink booze
to deliberately harm her own child. What makes you think mothers want to
handicap their own kids?"
Red: "Like you said, in her right mind. Given the danger inherent in violating
that law of nature, obviously she is not in her right mind to drink booze while
pregnant, just ignorant of why some cultures prohibit any alcohol consumption.
Absent a strong moral code consistent with the laws of nature, a person is asking
for demons to influence their thoughts in a dark manner. Some cultures want women
to stay home, or at least veiled, not to torment them but to keep them demon-free.
"Historically the Yahweh-infected patriarchal fascist type people have great
difficulty experiencing internal happiness, in fact they have no clue what it
might be. They seek happiness externally such as by money, power, and
big-shot status. However, no matter how much they have stolen they develop
habituation to the wealth, then need more like a drug addict, especially if the
guys fear their women are inclined toward the world's oldest profession and
might leave them for a richer husband. Their elation by ego expansion, then
boredom, then anxiety, fear, and depression roller coaster can seemingly only
be alleviated by more murder, theft and lies. The less Self awareness, the more
fear, and the more aggression in an attempt to alleviate those fears.
"Originally, the old phony priests did not want to have to get a real job, so
they partnered up with the chief executive of their country to prevent plant
use so the government could get more work and thereby tax money out of the
people who were suddenly prohibited from 'kicking back' and communing with
God. The priests got a monopoly on matters spiritual and the tithing income
because the people could no longer bypass the priest for communion with God.
To pay the taxes and tithes they had to work longer and harder. The spread of
patriarchal fascism is to the point now where the faithful get fake communion
and their boys get drafted into Satan's War Machine. The people are so
parasitized and tired by retirement time they cannot enjoy the leisure.
"Anyway, it's all about enslavement. The Boneheads inter-marry to help control
every aspect of American government: the Presidency and its executive branches
as well as Congress and the Supreme Court. One Bonehead, Henry Stimson, Secretary
of War under Franklin Roosevelt, wrote a book that started a Skull and Bones
tradition. He said America needs an occasional war just to stay in shape and
increase its power. The U.S. military likes to be prepared to fight three major
wars at any time. The best way to test for that is to have one in each generation
so American men undergo natural selection screening for combat survival traits,
which helps keep the American race strong. Stimson was riding on Teddy Roosevelt's
coat tails. Franklin's cousin Teddy furthered the 'manifest destiny' inevitable
American expansion lie to get the Spanish-American War going. Some evidence
suggests Teddy ordered the bombing of our own ship, the Maine, that was berthed
in a Cuban harbor. It was a classic false flag operation: anger the public so they
will pay for another war the fascists can get rich on. Can't say I am sorry that
the Spanish got Indian lands taken away from them, but it appears there is no
honor among murderers and thieves.
"Satan's War Machine also needs ex-military personnel in the government to
retain fascist control of it by using tactics like hiring preferences, since
the highest aspiration of the Boneheads is to start a war with their name on
it. Boneheads and their Zionist Jewish allies control the news media, the
elections through phony public opinion polls and falsified vote counting, mass
mind control, and so on. The CIA started Operation Mockingbird in the 1950's
to gain control of the news media. Falsified vote counting is one of the
Bonehead CIA's favorite attacks against the people. Meanwhile, the American
public education system is designed to get some professionals, and more
blue-collar workers. In the name of increased competency the Ziongovernment
creates tougher standardized tests to get the needed quota of high school
drop-outs to man Satan's war machine.
"The Founding Fathers of America emphasized the need for an informed electorate
to make democracy work. However, by successfully duping the public, instead of
a blessing democracy is more often a curse. Absent wisdom, ongoing ignorance by
the populace results in the people paying for slaughter of anybody in the
fascist's way, at home or abroad.
"By controlling the candidates for elections Zionfascists control both sides of
all debates. Kennedy's assassination was too messy and labor intensive, so it
is better to have your men pretend to compete for the top job."
John: "My psychology professor once said the CIA hired one of his colleagues to
help with military mass mind control. That psychologist recommended to the
Pentagon they finance non-stop movie and TV broadcasting of war and crime
content to keep the people's fight-or-flight reptilian brains activated. That
way Americans are more inclined to go to war at any time without any good
reason, other than general anxiety and paranoia."
Red: "Not only that. Concurrently, Zionfascists prepare the ground for the
degradation and weakening of American's minds by constantly pushing for
increased sex and violence in Hollywood-type media. The weak-minded are easy to
deceive and control. Soon, Americian youth will all have sexually transmitted
diseases. Roman aristocracy exerted control of their passive dumb citizens with
bread and circuses; likewise ZionFascists use bread and TV to help enslave the
American people while using our money for genocidal wars. Zionfascists pit
races, creeds, and regions against each other. It would be hard to imagine a
better formula for Hell on earth.
"Fascist politicians, primarily Republicans but Democrats soon succumb to the
yahwehvirus, are always eager for bribes, even small ones. Republicans do not care
if they use death or deception to get wealth and power, then hammer Democrats who
try to get some of the money back with increased taxes. Consequently Republicans
delight in privatizing government functions, because they then have total CIA
and Pentagon control over the private corporation that has suddenly been
subcontracted the lucrative task of biting the people in the jugular artery.
They start the privatization process by putting their guys in charge of
hiring, increase the work load while restricting the funding, then hold the
employees to excessively high productivity standards. When the productivity
drops enough to get Americans to complain to Congress about what a bad job the
agency does, Congress declares they have no choice but gift the agency to the
corporations who get richer by parting it out like an old car. One book on the
topic is 'The Life Cycle of Regulatory Agencies.' America is not a democracy,
it is an auction. Meanwhile, the CIA is compiling the master dossier lists of
everybody, their medical and financial records, who lives where, and will
eventually have constant tracking of everyone's location, even the homeless. The
Zionfascist propaganda machine even convinces the homeless that it is evil to grow
the size of the government commensurate with population growth.
"The more patriots involved in defense of the Constitution, the easier to thwart
their 'conspiracy against the government,' therefore the lone wolf scares them.
Even transients will have to register their movements with the government. That
way by the time the people figure out they are slaves and try to fight back, the
military and law enforcement will have an easy time of it, like shooting fish in
a barrel."
John: "Now it makes sense."
"What?"
"My business professor said businesses can require social security numbers of
all customers for use in bill collecting. The ulterior motive appears to be
Big Brother control of the population."
Red: "You're catching on. First they need to enslave us financially, thereby
farming us like animals. The purpose of the corporation is to place the
corporate officers far above the law. The Zionfascists declared corporations to
be persons with full commercial rights but obviously you cannot throw a
corporation in jail or execute it. That way the corporation just pays 'slap on
the wrist' fines instead of corporate officers going to jail for life, regardless
of how much pain they cause. Corporations are so spoiled now they assume they
have a divine right to lie, cheat, steal, and sometimes kill us. There is little
difference between corporate marketing and theft. The Zionfascists gradually
redirect all law enforcement activity away from corporations and against us.
"Corporations just keep jacking up the prices on everything while hiring
Republicans to kill the unions and maintain slave labor, thereby forcing new
mothers to get back into the workplace fast. Those ladies should instead have
already learned about the laws of nature, and stay home teaching the children
to develop their full potential, instead of breeding more soldiers for Satan's
Pentagram.
"In earlier times the Zionist banking Rothschilds got their hooks into
Alexander Hamilton who tried to create the First Bank of the United States,
but President Jefferson smelled a serpent and defeated the idea. Later, the
two-faced President Andrew Jackson also killed the conspiracy by dismantling
the Second Bank of the United States. For that he was a patriot. However, when
the supreme court ordered the state of Georgia to cease and desist moving the
Cherokee Nation to Oklahoma, Jackson ordered it done anyway, the infamous Trail of
Tears. The Cherokee accurately then referred to Jackson as Jacksee-Na, meaning
Satan possessed.
"No surprise Hamilton tried to sell out the American Revolution by pushing for
a hereditary (already Yahweh-infected) King of America. Jefferson made the
mistake of placating Hamilton one time, allowing the nation's capital to be
located to a hotter area, south of the major American population. Serpents
prefer heat. Undaunted by another setback to taking financial control of
America, the London Rothschilds' international gold movements engineered the
money panics of 1873, 1893, and 1907 to create a climate of fear: 'something
must be done!' They still lusted for control of the 'Central Bank of America,'
thereby giving them control of America's money and credit.
"One Rothschild partner was Cecil Rhodes who was the British billionaire
imperialist exploiter of South Africa's people, and their gold and diamonds.
In his will he jumped onto the 'New World Order' bandwagon by starting The
Round Table outfit, and Rhodes Scholarships in Britain. He wanted to extend
British 'Imperial Parliament' superpower rule and the English language
throughout the world. Step one was Britain's reclaiming of America. The
American 'Round Table' franchise was a front for J.P. Morgan's Council on
Foreign Relations, today known as 'The Invisible American Government' or 'The
Establishment,' a subsidiary of the Rothschilds. Anyway, the Rothschilds are
among the most prominent families controlling world events today, along with
the Yahweh-infected Rockefellers and Roosevelts, and British royalty.
"For example, by financing the Bolsheviks, the Rothschilds were able to steal
the wealth of the Czarists, about fifty billion dollars, which the Russian
peasants could have used to prevent mass starvation. Keep in mind all these
fascist and Zionist organization members are sworn to secrecy. Generation in
and generation out, they accumulate power by any means necessary. They 'go
along to get along' pursuing the big fascist/Zionist goal of a massive
Israeli-Anglo-American superpower that no country, or person, dare challenge;
thereby enforced peace on earth. Like the spider said to the fly: 'Trust me.'
All they need is enough incredibly stupid people to believe them, in spite of
all the evidence it is Satan literally talking us to death. Satan continues to
pull earth deeper into Hell by his handle attached at Tel Aviv, London, and
Washington. Meanwhile the imperialist Brit royals are so arrogant they figure
it is just a matter of time until they get the American colonies back, one way
or another. By placing themselves so very high above the rest of the people of
the world the Royals continue practicing murder and mayhem as routine.
"Zionists are the brains, playing chess; the fascists are the brawn playing checkers,
and the rest of us are getting played. Like wolves of different packs, the Zionists
convince the fascists to herd the sheep to Zionists, then the fascist wolves still
have to suddenly compete among themselves to get less than half the kill. Zionists
are disloyal predators that frequently shift alliances to keep gentiles off balance.
Zionists love global market manipulation, using their news media to scare the sheep
into selling to the Zionists, then at the extreme high the media instills greed in
the sheep to buy, because the Zionists are happy to sell short and run the price
back down to repeat the harvest. Likewise, when they want to grow the big crop they
tend to elect Democrats, and Republicans usually get elected come time to harvest.
The thieves then publicize themselves as philanthropists, but they only give the
charities enough crumbs from the table to cover their snake tracks. Obviously
Zionfascists dislike government regulation that hinders theft, and the FBI is too
scared to ask questions about where the money is now.
"If the pace seems slow, the Zionists and fascists get bored and start a war to
get things moving, thereby fulfilling their generation's contribution toward
the ultimate goal. The Zionists are happy to ride the fascists' coattails for
now, waiting for the right time to attack to prepare for the Messiah's coming,
literally Satan incarnate. Meanwhile they will use a pre-emptive strike against
Islamic nations in or near the oil fields to make sure we have unrestricted oil,
thereby ensuring we have the resources needed to win World War III before we start
it."
John: "So World War III will usher in the New World Order?"
Red: "That's the plan. For example, the 'Federal Reserve Bank' was started by
Zionists and a few Bonehead royal types to finance their One World Order.
The primary creator Paul Warburg was not an American immigrant; he was a
'sleeper agent' of the Zionist, Satan-worshipping Rothschild bankers of Europe.
The Rothschilds always leave an empty place at the dinner table for Satan. To
keep their satanic bloodlines pure they marry brothers, sisters, and cousins.
The Rothschilds banking families are in European cities like London, Paris,
Hamburg, and Rome and are allied with the British royals, and control the Bank of
England. The Rothschilds in London meet daily to determine the world price of
gold, which they manipulate at will, enabling them to manipulate all the commodities
and securities markets. Inflation, deflation, recession, and depression are tools
they use to milk money from the world economy.
"Well, there is nothing 'federal' about the 'Federal Reserve Bank,' just Warburg's
contrived name to spoon feed Satansbank to the American public. Woodrow Wilson
was appointed as U.S. President by those bankers to sign the legislation to
create the monster bank after their previous failures to get Congress to do
their bidding. By increasing the bribe amounts Yahweh finally got enough votes
for passage. Many Congressmen were at home spending their extra Christmas
money when Warburg browbeat Wilson into signing the law weeks before the
previously planned date. It was symbolically important that on that Christmas
Eve congressional recess in 1913, Satan elevated Jews far above Christians.
That is the official date that America became Zionfascist, perhaps beyond
redemption. The so-called Federal Reserve Bank is a private corporation, a
consortium of private banks, yet to this day 'The Fed' tells the big lie that
it is not a private corporation. Then why doesn't the American government own
one share of stock? Instead private corporations own all the stock; therefore
by definition it is a private corporation, yet Federal Reserve Notes are
obligations of the U.S. taxpayer. The multi-billionaire bankers get the
profits while we take the financial risks of their exploitations of us. Such
enormous sums of money has been created out of thin air by Satansbank it is
now mathematically impossible to back it with any assets, anywhere.
"Actually, when the Federal Reserve Bank was created, it was owned by the
Rockefeller's and J.P. Morgan, and Morgan's employer, the Zionist Rothschilds,
as well as by the Zionists: Lazard Freres, Schoellkopf, Kuhn-Loeb, Warburgs,
Lehman Brothers, and Goldman Sachs. To cover up this theft of America's money,
the law creating Snakebank prohibited any member of Congress from becoming a
member of the Federal Reserve Board or an officer or director of a Federal
Reserve Bank.
"This absurdity is in violation of Article 1, Section 8 of the Constitution
which states that only Congress can create money and regulate its value. It
does not say Congress can take bribes to delegate that authority to private
banks, many of which are totally European and owned by Satan. In 1929 the
traitors on the Supreme Court said not to worry about that wording in the
Constitution, because it doesn't really mean exactly what it says. So 'The
Fed' prints money, but pays nothing back to taxpayers in interest for this
illegal privilege, in fact the annual billions of dollars in interest charged
to all the local member banks throughout America is profit for the Zionists
and the Brotherhood of Death. Every time an American gets a credit card, bank
loan, mortgage or engages in any other bank-related transaction or even spends
cash they are paying Satan to kill them and their kind.
John: "You're losing me. It seems clear to me that American commerce is doing
quite well, and the people are not slaves of Satan or anybody else. We are
content to pay our taxes to the U.S. Treasury in return for a variety of
government services like defense, education, health care, good roads, and so
on. I have no clue what you are talking about."
Red: "I don't mean to scare you, but the Internal Revenue Service was started
about the time the Zionfascists started the personal income tax. The IRS is
not a governmental agency, it is a private corporation, so no surprise it is
incorporated in Delaware instead of Washington DC. Our tax dollars do not go
to the U.S. Treasury, they go into Satansbank, the Federal Reserve Bank,
another corporation. Remember, the power to tax is the power to destroy. At
this rate the IRS will soon publicly announce they will focus on auditing us
citizens rather than audit the corporations who are stealing our money. It is a
lot easier to get a little more tax out of us than the corporate lawyers and
accountants, but at least they look busy and thereby justify their paychecks.
"By controlling the money and credit, the evil ones control the U.S. economy
and thereby the world economy. Otherwise, if Americans were allowed to keep
their wealth, they would all be eventual millionaires and no more money
worries. They would be self-insured instead of slaves of the insurance
companies, whereby those without medical insurance die as the health care
industrialists like drug companies weed out the financially weak. That would
probably be a good graduate thesis to calculate the Dollars-or-Death Index.
Well, all Americans have to do is repossess their own bank and confiscate
those member banks and every last penny from the thieves who co-conspired to
steal or keep the money. They then jail those bank officers and any other
thieving persons. They do that by sending their President, Senator, and
Congressman a Letter of Demand, ordering them to vote for the repeal of the
Federal Reserve Act. Any such President, Senator, Congressperson, Judge,
Governor, or other senior bureaucrat or other senior government official who
fails to take immediate action to repossess American's money from Satan would
be labeled Satanserpent Yahweh's Apostates of Hell-Moneywar Enemy Combatant
Fugitives from Justice, and treated as such. If necessary they must be forced
to obey, or be impeached, removed from office, and tried for treason.
John: "Slow down, it would take a Constitutional convention to get all those
changes, otherwise you would be a lawbreaker just like those you accuse."
Red: "Not necessarily. The right President could just exercise his
Constitutional authority to protect Americans from their enemy in a time of war.
"President Wilson showed some remorse for selling out the American people by
creating Snakebank, when he later said 'I have unwittingly ruined my country.'
Now let me find another Wilson quote. Here it is. He wrote: 'Some of the
biggest men in the United States, in the field of commerce and manufacture,
are afraid of something. They know that there is a power somewhere so
organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive,
that they had better not speak above their breath when they speak in
condemnation of it.' Well, back in Wilson's tenure there was no national debt,
but now it is skyrocketing and will soon enslave us to the Zionists. The
Zionist bankers have hundreds of years of experience bankrupting the unwary so
they can confiscate their assets and enslave them. As Meyer Rothschild stated,
'Give me control over a nation's currency and I care not who makes its laws.'
Well, partially true, they first put their stooges in power so they can get
control of the laws, then of the nation's currency. In 1863 the London Rothschild
brothers stated, 'The few who understand the system will either be so interested
from its profits or so dependent on its favors that there will be no opposition
from that class.' It is interesting that one American author, Ezra Pound, wrote
about all this years ago. For his punishment U.S. Government agents, who were
moonlighting as employees of the bankers, kidnapped him. Pound spent thirteen and
a half years in an insane asylum without trial, prohibited from speaking in his
own defense.
"To defend itself financially, every nation needs Zionfascist protection laws. One
example would be asset-backed currency with control over how much of their money any
person, or group of nations, can own. Each penny's worth of currency would be
constantly tracked by report and electronics. Then, a recording of the Rothschild's
wailing would be the top song of the year.
"Another reason Boneheads and Zionists love wars is because the massive expense
will give them the excuse to raid funding for our social programs like Social
Security, Medicare and Medicaid. They hate such programs because they help keep
the 'riff-raff' like you and me alive. Republicans originally opposed Social
Security as a 'communist plot,' so President Eisenhower stole its trust funds
to pay for interstate highway construction after he saw how handy Hitler's
autobahn might be for troop transports. That theft was a bad precedent that
triggered ongoing, not-stop Zionfascist schemes to kill Social Security by
stealing its trust funds. When one news reporter asked a famous bank robber
why he robbed banks, he said 'Because that's where the money is.' No surprise
Zionfascists are constantly attacking Social Security trust funds. Whatever
government programs are most popular, Zionists want those funds for themselves
and their corporate friends."
John: "Well, I'm not sure if I am playing the role of the Devil's advocate, but
let's say you are right. Satan has all Americans by the throat. Why are so many
other people from around the world competing to become Americans? Obviously not
to be eaten by Satan."
Red: "The American success story is one of material excess, not spiritual
success. With so much Satan-induced poverty around the so-called third world,
naturally parents want their kids to live, and indeed they would have a better
chance in America. They would rather be alive as materialists than dead
spiritualists."
John: "Well, to hear you tell it, we have to constantly fight the evildoers who
repeatedly steal our money and even our government institutions. I thought
that was what the Constitution was supposed to accomplish with its checks and
balances."
Red: "Supposed to, but the checks and balances are diluted with rewards like
bribes and a variety of punishments. No altruistic Congressman lasts in office
very long if they do not go along with the corruption."
John: "So if you are right and we can't prevent them from selling our government
institutions to the highest briber, we should at least re-nationalize the government
periodically."
Red: "Exactly. Meanwhile, an accurate audit of the U.S. Government finances
would indicate it has been bankrupt for a long time, more evident as soon as
overseas investors dump their treasury bills, notes and bonds in a crashing
market for them. Absent backing by gold or silver, our paper money, Federal
Reserve Notes, will be worthless but we will have to make good on those
government obligations anyway. Our personal income will be raised
through the roof without giving the people the tax deductions enjoyed by the
rich, and high national sales taxes will be imposed on us as well. As the
dictionary author Noah Webster once said, 'Of all contrivances for cheating
the laboring classes of mankind, none has been more effective than that which
deludes them with paper money.' You may recall Germany's inflation after World
War II, whereby a wheelbarrow full of paper Deutschmarks was needed to buy a
loaf of bread. People who had physical gold were relatively rich. Of course,
when the American economy gets sick, other nation's economies get sick, and
might die. The plan is that when anarchy and despair take over, people will
accept any despot who can at least restore order, like the Messiah."
John: "OK, now you are preaching to the choir. My business professor made the
same case. Let me get the list of quotes he handed out to us." John rummaged
through his desk drawer to get his notebook.
"Check out this 1787 letter written by President John Adams to Thomas
Jefferson: 'I believe that banking institutions are more dangerous to our
liberties than standing armies.' Apparently Jefferson agreed, stating 'If the
American people ever allow private banks to control the issue of their money,
first by inflation and then by deflation, the banks and corporations that will
grow up around them, will deprive the people of their property until their
children will wake up homeless on the continent their fathers conquered.'
Likewise Lincoln said he was faced by the Confederate Army to the south, and
the bankers behind him, and of the two, the bankers were the far more
dangerous."
Red: "It is easier to tell what's going on from the vantage point of the
Presidency. The common people have no clue, in spite of the efforts of a few
real patriots. From 1923 to 1933 Congressman Louis T. McFadden was Chairman of
the House Banking and Currency Committee, and in 1933 brought formal charges
of such crimes as conspiracy, fraud, unlawful conversion, and treason against
the Board of Governors of the Federal Reserve Bank system. The petition for
Articles of Impeachment was sent to the Judiciary Committee, where the bribed
and scared congressmen ignored it. Anyway, McFadden's speech condemning the Fed
was prophesy, warning of the ongoing looting of Americans with worthless
Federal Reserve Notes, the horrendous balance of trade and interest rate
gyrations, all of it designed to steal our money. Let me get that notebook.
OK, to quote a small part of McFadden's speech: 'The Fed should be repealed,
and the Fed Banks, having violated their charters, should be liquidated
immediately. Faithless Government officials who have violated their oaths of
office should be impeached and brought to trial. Unless this is done by us, I
predict, that the American people, outraged, pillaged, insulted and betrayed
as they are in their own land, will rise in their wrath, and will sweep the
money changers out of the temple.' He goes on to blame President Franklin
Roosevelt for illegally issuing a Presidential executive order removing the
gold backing of the dollar, the currency of free men, and replacing it with
the paper money of slaves. In 1933 that unconstitutional executive order
attempted to force all Americans to turn in their personal gold, and most
people did so. If there is one thing Zionists understand, it is gold, thus all
the Goldsteins, Goldmans, Goldhabers, Goldfingers, and so on. McFadden also
blamed the British government and bankers like the Rothschilds who control the
Bank of England as the guilty instigators of the original plot. Obviously, he
was blaming greedy Jews when he called upon Americans to sweep the 'money changers'
out of the temple of America, per the bible story of Jesus whipping the greedy
Jews out of the temple in Jerusalem. It reminds me of the story of the dying old
Jew who called his son to his bedside, saying: 'I want to tell you something. There
is more to life than just money. There is also gold and diamonds.'
In 1913 there was one dollar's worth of gold for every paper dollar. Since then
the Fed admits to printing seven paper dollars for every dollar of gold. But as
bad as that sounds the inflation is a lot worse than seven to one. It only costs
a few cents to print enormous sums of paper money with a few more zeros after
the number one in the Federal Reserve Note corner. Well anyway, no matter how many
press conferences McFadden gave, the news media refused to report the code black
strategic national emergency to the people, no doubt because the news media
personnel feared death.
"Our public servants are supposed to be just that, servants. They are paid to
defend the Constitution. We are the employers, they are the employees. Now
that they have become our masters, and we their slaves, maybe it is time for
some personnel changes. Now they get more bribery rewards than they can
handle, and we get all the punishment. It is the duty of every able-bodied
American worthy of citizenship to inform his political representatives, by
mailing them a letter of demand, they WILL repeal the Federal Reserve Act, or
they WILL be impeached, removed from office, and tried for treason, which is
punishable by death.
"Well, the fascists and Zionists don't have much to worry about. American
soldiers can charge a machine-gun nest, but are terrified of people in
business suits that say 'boo', like the cartoon ghosts. For example, Samuel P.
Bush was a steel company executive who got rich, and started the National
Association of Manufacturers, one of the largest sources of bribe money in
Washington DC. He was an adviser to President Hoover, and was on the WWI War
Industries Board which oversaw weapons contracts granted to companies like his
Remington Arms. He was known as the Merchant of Death due to supplying arms to
nearly all the countries fighting on either side of that war, especially
Germany. His son, Bonehead banker Prescott Bush, father of George G.W. Bush,
and his banking kin like the Harrimans, financed Hitler and the Bolsheviks
simultaneously. Prescott Bush got rich on the loan interest and war profits by
pitting opposite sides in WWII against each other, playing both sides against
the middle, just like his daddy did in WWI. The Bush family still has the
blood money. They did not ask the dead and maimed soldiers, or their widows and
orphans, for their opinion. Even though the War Department caught Prescott
Bush aiding the Nazis and shut down his Union Bank, being caught as a treasonous
traitor does not stop a Brotherhood of Death Patriarch from subsequently becoming
a U.S. Senator instead of hanging from a rope. Prescott Bush had nothing to worry
about, as he controlled the CBS media empire to control public opinion. That
control has increased now that the fascists have sold out our air waves to the
Zionists.
These days the stage is set for gargantuan bank and other corporate mergers so
they can become 'too big to fail.' The primary point of anti-trust law is to
prevent monopolies and corporate theft from the people, by making sure no
corporation becomes 'too big to fail,' so the thieves will not bail the beast
out at taxpayer instead of stock and bond investor's expense. Common horse
sense dictates the government does not allow any company to assume risk in
excess of its ability to repay, upon penalty of ALL the co-conspirators being
sentenced to a minimum of ten years of hard labor without the possibility of parole,
and forfeiture of ALL their assets to their victims and the Corporate Victims
Trust Fund. Satan's apostates, the wealthiest of the population, suck up our hard
earned money like vampires suck blood. When Zionfascists suck a quart of blood out
of the body politic, the desperate head and heart of the people compete for the
remaining money supply. But like good farmers, Zionfascists occasionally allow us
to recuperate so we can continue to feed them."
John: "So why can't Americans just find where their money is now, and get it back?"
Red: "Because it is not our money any more. The Federal Reserve Bank sends it to
the Rothschilds banking system to finance Zionist world dominion. That money is
now protected by Satan worship, American traitors, bribery, cowardice, and
ignorance."
John: "I just thought of something."
Red: "What?"
John: "As the American veterans are dying, seeing their life pass before their
eyes, they figure out they were slaves and mercenaries in evil imperialist wars,
so the anger might put them in Hell. When they gather their wits, get calm, and
start to ascend, guess what, here come the Zionist Kissinger and Bush types."
Red: "You do have a way with words."
John: "Thank you. OK, you've really got me wondering about Franklin Roosevelt.
Supposedly he was protecting America from Japanese spies when he burned the
Constitution by kidnapping all the Japanese-Americans and sending them to the
internment camps, bulldozed their houses, stole their prime lands worth
billions of dollars, then kept the land for the government or sold them to
corporations. To date there is no discussion allowed in the news media about
reparations, not even an apology."
Red: "No surprises. As people get more cowardly the older they get, we may need
a teenage U.S. President. Even if the kid had only one plank in his platform,
namely to make each American an eventual millionaire by retrieving America's
stolen bank and media airwaves from the Apostates of Hell, he or she would
win. His campaign slogan would simply be: 'Slavery and Watch Your Kids Die, or
Guaranteed U.S. Treasury checks for $1,200, and One Share of Stock in
American's Bank and in American's Media Company.' That is the ONLY topic the
kid speaks about, constantly addressing all problems as resulting from the
Code Black Strategic National Emergency. Upon taking office he immediately
issues executive orders for as many banking and media holidays as are necessary
for the retired university professors to retrieve America's assets from the
Apostates of Hell and get those organizations re-staffed by Americans. Each
American head of household, currently about 67 million people, gets an equal
share of equity in their bank and media companies, one share in each, and a
guaranteed minimum monthly dividend income of one hundred dollars."
John: "Get real, it would bankrupt the country!"
Red: "No, just do the math. For example, we have caused incalculable horrors in
Southeast Asia, and those sins will come back to us in the form of plagues and
accelerating rates of mental diseases that will cost America a real fortune.
The majority of returning Vietnam Vets either have or get mental diseases,
which they pass on to their families. We can kill other people's bodies, but
some of their spirits will want revenge. There are over one hundred thousand
Americans killed or wounded in the Vietnam War theatre. About one hundred
billion American dollars squandered to generate evil beyond the imagination, so
given 67 million American heads of household divided into 100 billion dollars
is about $1,500 per household. If the Satan worshippers had allowed a national
referendum on whether Americans wanted their kids dying in the Vietnam
Genocide or a $1,500 U.S. Treasury check for each head of household as their
pre-war/anti-stupidity medicine, which do you think they would take? This is
not a trick question. Well, it is hard to say how much worldwide horror
America has to inflict before an American notices something is wrong and takes
the U.S. Treasury checks instead."
John: "Sounds good to me. Can I be Vice-President? You'll need somebody riding
shotgun."
Red: "Depends on whether you've got the right stuff."
John: "The first American in my dad's family tree arrived on the boat in 1776,
and became an officer for George Washington. We've been mostly Army ever
since. It's genetic."
Red: "Well, OK, upon re-education you're in. Even if we wind up as martyrs,
it's cheap advertising, even if just by word of mouth. But you see what we're
up against. Brotherhood of Death training is an adaptation of Hegel's
philosophy: use all manner of deception to create chaos so they can be in the
forefront of the new synthesis. Their tactics against the common people include
creating phony political ideas like 'the right' and 'the left' so they can
play us against each other and deflect attention from what is really going on,
specifically 'them against us.' When you see that kind of Hegelian chaos they
create you see Yahweh's snake tracks. As you recall Yahweh is the God of
Chaos.
John: "So the Zionfascists are winning because wars are most easily won by use
of deception."
Red: "Exactly."
John: "Sounds like we will have to hang together."
Red: "We must indeed hang together, or most assuredly we will hang separately.
For example, Bush lost the 1950 Senate election to the incumbent Democrat
James McMahon. Are we surprised that McMahon, who opposed military control of
the atomic bomb, suddenly dies from cancer and is replaced by the Republican
Bush?"
John: "Well, I agree all the bankers and Wall Street types are fascist thieves
and warmongers, but I don't believe ALL the conspiracy theories. You don't
really believe they are assassinating our own politicians, do you?"
Red: "Uh, yeah, wake up. House Banking Committee Chairman Louis McFadden was
once shot, but survived. He survived the first poisoning, but not the second.
Kennedy opposed the Vietnam War as well as Israel's possession of the atomic
bomb. Follow the power. The Zionfascists are dead serious they are the royalty
that are going to run the One World Order, the enslavement of the female
principle by the male principle, the super-rich against us, their food.
SatanSerpentYahweh wants to take over from the God the Father and God the Son,
and is using earth as a base of operations. You just wait and see how many
future Presidents are from Yale.
"Meanwhile, Prescott Bush's kid, Congressman George H.W. Bush, is also a
Bonehead. Just watch how fast that low-life Congressman rises to higher
echelons of power in the federal government. George Bush's namesake drunken son
is a Boner as well. The younger demon-infected George W. Bush is fascinated by
causing death by fire. According to his buddies like Terry Throckmorton, young
Bush would get agitated when it rained, impatient to go outside and torture
animals to death. He loved killing and maiming frogs using firecracker
suppositories, when he was not torching a neighbor's property, classic symptoms
of a sadistic psychopath. Makes you wonder how, or if, that cocaine-head brat
passed his physical to get into his safe National Guard appointment instead of
Vietnam duty like everybody else. By lying on his federal resume' about his
illegal drug abuse and jail time, federal employee law mandates his federal
employment be immediately terminated. God help us if that Satan-possessed,
alcoholic brain-rotted beast ever becomes President; a lot of innocent people
would die. Given his extensive brain damage, if he had an LSD flashback he
could start world nuclear war, whether his Patriarch of Death father ordered
him to start it or not. George junior would sell his soul to the Devil to kill
more people than his dad has.
"The Zionists will give the Bushdemon a yahwehvirus booster shot to inoculate
him against compassion and reason. Such people are incapable of competent
long-term planning, making decisions based upon only one variable so their eyes
will not glaze over, regardless of who gets killed. Immune to criticism, the
yahweh-infected do not stop by persuasion. They accelerate in meanness until
they are jailed or otherwise incapacitated. They remind me of the zombies
and vampires of the Hollywood horror movies."
John: "Ten bucks says they use a girl to infect him."
Red: "No bet. If there's a war, follow the money to the Brotherhood of Death
and their Zionist Israeli allies. Boneheads had the opium trade before, and
now want the illegal narcotics profits from the Golden Triangle of Southeast
Asia, as well as access to Vietnam's resources, like offshore oil fields, not
to mention another beachhead in Asia. For the Vietnamese it's just like the
American revolutionary war against British colonial brutality. If it were
about 'falling socialist dominoes' we would have already invaded Sweden. The
U.S. did not contest the Paris Peace Agreement when the French left Vietnam,
whereby in two years there would be open, free democratic elections. Then the
fascist Eisenhower pulled the plug on democracy for Vietnam when it was obvious
the Vietnamese people would elect their national hero, socialist Ho Chi Minh,
the guy most responsible for booting the French out, just like Americans
elected their national hero, Washington, after he booted the English out. To
create a 'fall-guy buffer' Eisenhower gifted his authority to Prescott Bush's
lawyer-turned Secretary of State, John Foster Dulles, who propped up a low-life
tyrant in South Vietnam, and now here we are lying to the world through the
Zionfascist news media about how we are fighting for democracy. Quite simply,
when the Vietnamese got strong enough to defend themselves against the French,
the French tried to get America to help them put down the rebellion. Instead,
the U.S. waited until the French bailed out, so we could take over the colony
on our own terms.
"The same process repeats itself again and again around the world, whereby the
few rich install fascist governments that slaughter and enslave their people
while selling out to American corporations who get full access to dirt cheap
resources and labor. The state news media lies about the troublemakers on the
'left' attempting an evil revolution, so then the oppressed are attacked with
American 'advisor' troops, tanks, and bombers.
"Within twenty-four hours of President Kennedy's assassination, the Joint
Chiefs of Staff in the Pentagram ordered their staff to come up with
statistics on the number of draftees that would be needed to triple American
soldiers in the Vietnam theatre. President Johnson quickly ordered ongoing
harassment of North Vietnamese forces to make them fight back, and then that
aggression could be played up as an unprovoked attack on America and on the
magical 'American interests in the region.' Then we could start a war to 'keep
the region stable.' The North Vietnamese did not fall for the trap, even
though Johnson was all ready to lie to Congress with his pre-written Tonkin
Gulf Resolution to get congressional approval for the war. Johnson was under
heavy pressure from Eisenhower to attack, so Johnson ordered the Navy to come
with a lie about how the North Vietnamese attacked a U.S. ship in the Gulf of
Tonkin. There were no 'enemy' ships in the area, no shots fired, but Johnson
ordered, and got, that false report from a Navy captain and the next thing you
know Congress writes Johnson a blank check to invade Vietnam.
"John Foster Dulles's brother, Allen Dulles, was CIA Director for Eisenhower
and Kennedy both. Previously Guatemala had a bellyful of colonialism and
nationalized the murderous United Fruit Company that both brothers had worked
for and still had stock in. The brothers got mad and as soon as they finished
overthrowing the government of Iran, they overthrew the Guatemalan government
to get their money back. Then, in spite of Iran sitting on one of the largest
oil reserves in the world, exploited by American oil companies, the Boners
then pushed the Shah of Iran to hire American contractors to build atomic
nuclear plants in Iran. He sells out his people's resources cheap, courtesy of
American financing of his Savak secret police who torture to death any Iranian
complainers; standard American foreign policy.
"Anyway, wait and see how many other 'in the way' politicians die untimely
deaths, whether it is by gunshot, sudden cancer or other disease, or their
planes falling out of the sky. Well, with those savages still in power, the
rest of us are still just ants on the sidewalk."
John: "Now that you mention it, I recall a newspaper article I read a few
months ago about the campus strikes. Nixon, and his Jewish Secretary of State
and Director of the National Security Agency, Henry Kissinger, invaded neutral
Cambodia and half the nation's colleges shut down in protest. Intuitive people
know what a horrific genocide that massive carpet-bombing of 'collateral-damage
Cambodians' can eventually cause. It is wiping out their agricultural economy,
and setting them up for famine and civil war. Nixon was doing damage control
and went to chat among the student protestors at the Lincoln Memorial. One guy
had a Hippy flag of cannabis leaves on a red star background; makes you wonder
if he is still alive. Anyway, Nixon is talking about football, his overseas
trips, and other goofy topics when finally one girl started complaining about
the war and the military. Nixon said he could influence policy, shape it. The
girl was astounded that he was admitting to being a bit player. She said: 'So
it's a wild beast; it's out of control!' Nixon had had enough and left for his
limousine. As he was getting in he was upset with himself, muttering: 'I need a
kid to tell me what's going on?'"
Red: "A rare moment of candor. The mad bomber seems to have forgotten his pacifist
Quaker roots. He and Kissinger have been using weapons of mass destruction at
least two dozen times over the years, primarily nerve gas, to kill North Vietnamese
and Viet Cong troops, Vietnamese villagers, and their kids to prevent interference
with the extraction of downed pilots or surrounded soldiers. My brother Little
Hawk writes that he once made friends with a Hmong village in a remote mountain
valley. He visited them once when he was on leave, and they were in mourning.
The 'special operations' maniacs had recruited some of their men to spray
nerve gas on a suspected Vietcong village near a downed pilot, but the standard
size gas mask was too big for them, and the gas leaked in around the edges.
They died a horrible death. The Pentagram likes using the Hmong because they
are expendable, and die quietly. Kissinger blames the Pentagram for those war
crimes, but they point to him as the approver of their requests. If that were not
bad enough, they spray the entire Vietnamese countryside with the carcinogenic
Agent Orange vegetation defoliant. Did you ever hear how Nixon got in the White
House?"
John: "Well, obviously he won the election."
Red: "I can see you believe everything the Zionfascist news media tells you.
The reality is that Eisenhower wanted to dump Nixon as his Vice-President for
his second term, but Tricky Dick also had Bonehead connections. Four years
later Eisenhower and Nixon were furious when Kennedy and Johnson managed to
outmaneuver them with enough phony votes in Illinois and Texas to put the
Democrats in the White House. Self-made man Eisenhower disliked the upper
class Ivy League youngster Kennedy anyway, not just because Jack was a
Democrat.
"In World War II Jack's PT-109 fiasco with nobody on watch resulted in men
killed and wounded when the Japanese boat ran over them. Kennedy was later up
for court martial, but his rich-crook-turned-diplomat dad Joseph saved the day
with positive spin stories in the press, so suddenly Jack is a war hero. It
had to turn Eisenhower's stomach. Look at the inaugural newsreels; Eisenhower
was the last person to stand up and applaud Kennedy after he took the oath of
office, and then only grudging applause. Eisenhower would hardly look at Jack
as they rode together in the back of the limo to the White House. Any hint of
unfairness by a Presidential candidate to become President is not only
remembered, sometimes the losers take 'executive' action.
"Then Jack inherited Eisenhower's Cuba invasion plan to overthrow the socialist
Castro. Kennedy reluctantly approved it, and then got cold feet on the air
support phase, resulting in the Bay of Pigs fiasco, and the boneheads claimed
that left Cuba a socialist nation. Boneheads could care less if the Cuban
people were elated over Castro's defeat of the fascist Batista. So, the Kennedy
assassination planning was accelerated then, aided by Brotherhood of Death-CIA
undercover operative George H.W. Bush. The CIA's original code name for the
Cuban invasion that devolved into the Bay of Pigs was called Operation Zapata,
Zapata being the name of Bush's Texas oil company. Two of the ex-Navy flyer's
disguised Navy invasion troop-carrier vessels were named Barbara, his wife's
name, and Houston. George Herbert Walker Bush is the only American who cannot
remember where he was when he 'learned' of President Kennedy's assassination.
Obviously, he was in Dallas. Well, only a fool would take George H.W. Bush on
as Vice-President now, as the bullet fragments in that dumb President would
have the Brotherhood of Death's Skull and Bones manufacturing stamp on them.
Satan loves playing with politicians.
"Back in 1953 fascist President Eisenhower had ignored the separation of
powers, and lobbied Supreme Court Chief Justice Earl Warren to rule against
Brown in the Brown vs. Board of Education landmark school integration case.
Warren ignored him, and Eisenhower was furious over integration, especially
when he was stuck enforcing it with federal troops, and when Kennedy enforced
integration of the University of Alabama with U.S. Army troops. Then Kennedy
correctly understood the Vietnam issue was a revolutionary war like America's,
or at least a civil war: absolutely, positively, none of our business. When
Kennedy publicly stated it was the Vietnamese themselves who must decide their
own fate, it was clear he was not going to pursue the war with a massive
invasion of U.S. troops. Eisenhower, the generals, and the Boneheads went
nuts. Who better than Eisenhower, the Bonehead CIA, Pentagram Black Operations,
and the FBI to plan and execute a coup? Especially with added support by
former Secretary of State John Foster Dulles, and his brother Allen, the CIA
Director for both Eisenhower and Jack until Kennedy fired him as the 'fall guy'
for the failed Bay of Pigs invasion. Neither Dulles was happy over that. It
was mostly Eisenhower's men, former WWII military officers, who were in various
positions of authority in the Pentagram, CIA, FBI and so on. So Cuba remained
socialist after Bush's failed Zapata/Bay of Pigs invasion, and then Castro
sought military help from Russia to prevent another invasion attempt. No surprise
we then have the Cuban Nuclear Missile Crisis.
"Kennedy's Secretary of Defense Robert McNamara was at odds with his old boss,
Air Force General Curtis LeMay, on using diplomacy versus bombs to end the
crisis. Well, LeMay and McNamara were the masterminds of the civilian extermination
firebombing of Tokyo and other Japanese cities during WWII, using the bombing grid
map they devised. Obviously war crimes, but who has the power to punish the victor?
Adding insult to injury, the war crimes tribunal in Japan hung Japanese soldiers
for waterboard simulated drowning of American troops while trying to elicit infor-
mation. Anyway, Lemay still wanted to bomb Cuba and invade, regardless of the
potential to start world nuclear war. Or, maybe that's what the mad bomber was
hoping for since that was his favorite topic of conversation, even in press
conferences. Fortunately, the diplomacy worked. The Soviets agreed to pull out
their missiles after Kennedy agreed not to invade Cuba, and agreed to remove some
of our nuke missiles from Turkey that were aimed at Russia. They were obsolete
anyway, but it helped get the Russian generals off Khrushchev's back."
John: "Back then a neighbor was gone for several months working on construction.
Once he got drunk and told me he helped with the installation of twenty nukes off
the Aleutian Islands on the U.S.-Russian border, down 6500 feet. I guess what we
gave up in Turkey was replaced with the new and improved versions elsewhere. I
wonder if the Russians ever found out."
Red: "I didn't hear about that, but no surprises I guess. Were they intercontinental
ballistic missiles, or underground nukes buried on a fault line to trigger an
earthquake and tidal wave?"
John: "I don't know, he didn't go into detail. I think it still bothered him
and he just wanted to get it off his chest."
Red: "Well, after the agreement ended the Cuban Missile Crisis, Cuba was still
socialist, so the Boneheads and Pentagram brass were still fuming. OK, you get
the picture. Everybody knew that Vice President Lyndon Johnson hated Jack
Kennedy. Johnson also hated Jack's brother, Attorney General Bobby Kennedy who
was after the Mafia, but the Mafia was a CIA subcontractor for the Castro assassina-
tion plans. When the Kennedys tried to do the right things they made powerful
enemies everywhere, especially an enemy of the one man who would most benefit
from Jack's death. Lyndon Johnson had already ordered several men murdered, mostly
in a reptilian haven called Texas, to get where he was. So the deal the kingmakers
put to Johnson was, he finishes Jack's term, then wins an easy election against
the unelectable fascist Goldwater in 1964.Johnson will pursue the Vietnam War, and
then declines to run in 1968 so Nixon can take over because by then the unpopular,
maybe un-winnable war is associated with the Democrats, who can't win the next
election because some Americans are fond of their young boys, just too scared to
say so. Johnson was so ecstatic he scrapped his own assassination plans and took
the deal. He got Texas Governor John Connolly to invite Kennedy onto their home
turf killing field. OK, the shooters, originally organized to kill Castro, kill
Jack. The FBI steals Jack's body from the Dallas police who had legal jurisdiction
over it, then back at the Bethesda Maryland Naval Hospital General LeMay stood there
laughing during Kennedy's autopsy. Skull and Bones stole the autopsy notes to cover
their tracks. Lemay had previously scrambled ALL his Strategic Air Force bombers
into the sky before, during, and after the coup to obliterate any potential problems
such as a citizen's revolt by us slaves.
I am remined of one of the U.S. Air Force
Academy's slogans, a big welcoming sign stating: 'BRING ME MEN.' That is not
the Spirit of American talking, that is Satin saying: 'BRING ME SNAKES.'
"Later that day Army officer Alexander Haig, who these days is working for
Nixon and Kissinger at the Bonehead National Security Agency, gets possession
of Kennedy's body to transport it, and then Kennedy's brain winds up missing.
That was handy for the Boneheads to cover up the multiple shooter evidence
that would have documented an assassination conspiracy. Makes you wonder if
Kennedy's brain is inside Geronimo's skull; throughout history some low life
people have used headhunting rituals to conjure evil powers. There is also
speculation that Bobby Kennedy got Jack's brain back from the Bonesmen to
document evidence of the conspiracy, but that would be a red flag that Bobby
would hunt down the assassins, making him another target. But back to Haig, it
is interesting that anyone who takes the bigger bites out of the Constitution,
and remains a 'keeper of the secrets,' gets promoted far above their expertise.
The idiots pride themselves on their top-secret 'brain to brain' verbal
communications to avoid getting caught by patriots.
"Previously Jack Kennedy wanted to fire FBI Director J. Edgar Hoover, who
fought back with blackmail threats regarding Jack's romantic liaisons. Hoover
later agreed to use the FBI in cooperation with a CIA contingent to help with
Kennedy's assassination and cover-up. The CIA set Hoover up as a 'fall-guy
buffer' to take the blame if the assassination conspiracy started to unravel.
Regardless, Hoover was not worried about getting caught, stating: 'The
individual is handicapped by coming face-to-face with a conspiracy so monstrous
he cannot believe it exists.' The CIA's Operation Pegasus tapped Hoover's
phone to keep tabs on him, and had a tape recording of Hoover's
conference-call conversation with Nelson Rockefeller, Allen Dulles, Lyndon
Johnson, and George H.W. Bush discussing the assassination plan. Later the New
York Times reported that on November 23, 1963, one day after the coup d'etat,
Hoover wrote a memo to George H.W. Bush regarding the reaction of anti-Castro
Cubans to the Kennedy assassination. Bush speaks fluent Spanish. Then, dozens
of innocent assassination witnesses start dying from things like karate chops,
bullets, disappearance, and so on. The actuarial odds of all those witnesses
dying like they did, by chance, was about a trillion to one.
"When they pinned the assassination on the fall-guy Marine, Lee Harvey Oswald,
they left his handler, Ruth Paine of the Skull and Bones Paine family, out of
the picture. Ruth Paine's brother, William Forbes, was on the board of
directors of United Fruit, where the Skull and Bones Dulles brothers were also
company men. CIA operative DeMohrenschildt got Oswald's wife Marina to stay at
Ruth Paine's home, then Paine got Lee Harvey Oswald a job at the Texas Book
Depository. The Mafioso Jack Ruby is ordered to kill Oswald to keep him quiet,
then as Ruby feared he is silenced by cancer, and on it goes, and continues
with Bobby Kennedy's assassination and cover-up. The news media forgot to
mention there were a lot more shots fired at Bobby Kennedy than Sirhan Sirhan
had in his gun. A photographer with pictures of all the extra bullet holes in
the walls got his film permanently confiscated. Obviously they weren't going to
let Bobby become President because of the possibility he might hunt them all
down. Now that the Bushsnake has the taste of bloody power he will have to start
a war to feed his addiction."
John: "Oh my God."
Red: "What?"
John: "John-John is dogmeat."
Red: "You, or Kennedy?"
John: "Kennedy."
Red: "Eventually, yes. Then Johnson appointed Allen Dulles to the Warren
Commission investigating Jack Kennedy's assassination so he could engineer the
cover-up, aided by Kennedy's National Security Council Director McGeorge Bundy.
Kennedy should have known Bundy was a Bonehead plotting to start the Vietnam
War, and ally of Dulles. Johnson even got Gerald Ford on the assassination
commission knowing he was too much of a dumb hack to do anything but go along
with the cover-up. Johnson had previously stated that Ford had played too much
college football without a helmet. Talk about the foxes guarding the chicken
coop! I'll bet Eisenhower's conversation with Supreme Court Justice Earl
Warren was hot given that this time Warren did what he was told.
Given that Kennedy was obviously shot by more than one sniper, indicating a
conspiracy and coup d'etat, the job of the Warren Commission was to cover up
that evidence and make Oswald the lone crazy gunman. Like Oswald said to the
TV news crews upon his arrest, 'I'm just a patsy.' The FBI and Warren
Commission ignored eye witnesses who actually saw the sniper firing from in
front of Kennedy. No way Oswald could get off three shots in a few seconds,
hitting Kennedy from both the front and back. In the marines Oswald was known
as a lousy shot. The FBI's best marksman could not make those shots, so
obviously Oswald could not do it either. The Jews also had their man on the
Warren Commission to protect their banking and corporate interests in the
Vietnam War. Gerald Ford got the Philadelphia lawyer from Yale, Arlen Specter,
as a staffer on the Warren Commission. Then Specter dreamed up the magic
bullet theory, whereby one of Oswald's shots changed course seven times. They
needed to deflect attention from another shooter in front of Kennedy. So they
condense two bullets into one bullet, giving it magical properties. It exited
Kennedy, bounced around for awhile in Governor Connolly, with just enough force
to lodge in his thigh, but hanging out of his skin, and then conveniently fall out
of his thigh onto Connolly's stretcher in near pristine condition. What are the
odds. Only somebody like Spector could tell such a ludicrous story with a straight
face. That Big Lie was the key to the coup d' etat coverup's success. All
discussion of biological testing of the magic bullet for both Kennedy's and
Connolly's blood remains prohibited.
"Meanwhile the Boneheads, Zionists, and their fascist corporate friends are
getting rich on the billions spent on war materials while the Southeast Asians
are dying like flies. Eisenhower killed a lot of innocent people to get that
war going, and sometimes yelled at Johnson to pursue victory at any cost. Johnson
knew exactly how bloodthirsty Eisenhower was and knew he was not bluffing."
John: "My business professor told us America, Russia, England, France and China
are the world's largest arms dealers. They comprise the United Nations
Security Council, so apparently they are even more secure if they help
everybody else kill each other off. I think I'm going to be sick."
Red: "Sick? Here, use this trash can, I'm not done. You put the quarter in my
slot, you gotta hear the whole song. Any Vietnamese farm children in the
region of any Vietcong activity in nearby villages get blown to bits,
regardless of their political inclinations. To keep it simple, the Pentagram's
B-52s bomb in square quadrants per the bombing grid map. I guess it's faster
that way, as opposed to a more tedious but more accurate slaughtering of
suspected socialist men, women and children, face to face with bayonet or
bullet. I suppose if the pilot got shot down among the decimated villagers, if
he spoke Vietnamese he could explain to the last dying child that God is happy
her family is dead, and she is dying. The pilot knows this because he has a
personal relationship with Jesus. He has accepted Jesus as his personal
savior, and his faith will take him to Heaven, but the child should prepare to
go to Hell. I can just hear the Dead Vietnamese Children's Choir singing
that old favorite, 'We Were Goyim Satanfood.'
John: "Well Red, I agree with your sarcasm. One of our neighbors had a dog that
started killing his chickens, so he tied the dead chickens around the dog's
neck. It took about three days of stench before the dog decided to avoid
chickens altogether. Maybe everybody who had a hand in bombing innocent
children should have those dead kids tied to around their necks for a few days.
The warmongers might actually enjoy the aroma, but at least the taxpayers
might eventually decide to spend their tax dollars more wisely. It would not be
a perfect mechanism to sow what they have reaped in terms of pain, but it
might slow the holocaust rate."
Red: "I agree the ongoing stench might eventually reduce American eagerness for
child carnage. However, as a practical matter, the dogs of war probably would
not pay for the importation of the kids' rotting bodies, let alone allow the
corpses secured around their necks. But keep thinking."
John: "I remain mystified about how people can wage war on innocent people and
still consider themselves Christians. I have never been able to figure out why
Bible thumpers get so much mileage out of the word 'faith.' Faith will not
reverse God's laws. Their faith I guess means false hope they will not get
what is coming to them. The neon Christians use bait like their 'personal
relationship with Jesus,' and 'Jesus is their personal savior,' and they
expect you to bow down to them. After the buzzword-using snakes get people to
drop their guard, they stab the beguiled people in the back. I have no doubt
Jesus would puke after taking one look at the intensity of their demonic
infections. It would be immediately obvious to Jesus upon seeing a born-again
Christian that Satan has usurped his teachings and twisted them one hundred
eighty degrees. Instead of living the non-violent life Jesus preached, they
deflect attention from their demonic possession by trying to laugh it off:
'Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition.' There should be an international
law whereby any country that kills a child, deliberately or by collateral
damage, will pay out of a pre-funded escrow account one million dollars to the
child's family."
Red: "Good idea. But meanwhile, to make matters worse, Satan worshippers draft
us to do the killing for them. My older brother Little Hawk contested his
draft notice 'from his friends and neighbors' as a conscientious objector. At
the draft board hearing they asked him if he would defend his mother if she
were attacked. He said if a Vietnamese attacked his mother he would defend her,
otherwise he had no reason to harm them. They said he was not really a
conscientious objector, and now he is over there in Hell. He should have gone
to our people in Alberta. He says in his letters the war is simply genocide.
So you see, Satan does not bother with truth or even simple logic. Little Hawk
says he has successfully avoided combat duty so far, but as soon as he gets
orders to go into harm's way he is going to beat the hell out of his
commanding officer so he can go the brig rather than commit murder. He says the
black soldiers know full well they, and the 'enemy,' are up against The
Beast.
"I saw one Vietnam vet reading in the library suddenly start crying. He was
reading 'The History of the United States in Vietnam'. It had dawned on him he
was not a patriot but a low-paid mercenary. He just kept sobbing like a baby,
'Never again! Never again!'"
John: "I am stunned. It's just hard to believe, sickening if even part of it is
true. So Nixon campaigned on his plan to bring an honorable end to the war, I
guess that means bombing them into submission. We are told we must stop the
communists now before they invade America, yet our genocidal war tactics
betray a far more sinister motive. We made damn sure the Vietnamese never got a
taste of real democracy, and then slaughter them for following the lead of
their government. Meanwhile the Vietnamese just want a good rice harvest.
Apparently it is the responsibility of Vietnamese children to force their
parents to convince all other parties to abandon any socialist ideas, or the
kids die. It appears overseas American democracy does not include the Bill of
Rights that protects them from confiscation of life, liberty or property
without due process of law, not to mention presumed innocence until proven
guilty in a world court of law. Forget the Declaration of Independence that
assumes all people are created equal. I guess if you force American kids to
take the oath of allegiance flag salute every day they eventually, and forever
more no matter what, believe their country can do nothing wrong: ' ... under God,
indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.' Especially if Boy Scout
training has instilled fear of, and obedience to, higher rank. But one thing I
just don't get is how you figure the Israelis are Skull and Bones allies. Lots
of nations want the atomic bomb, and no doubt Kennedy was against nuclear
proliferation among them as well."
Red: "Earthamerica is one nation, under Satan, with liberty and justice for
zionfascists. Within twenty years of creating democracy, the Athenian Greeks
were using it as camouflage to colonize and enslave their neighbors. Deception
is the art of war. The more things change. the more they stay the same.
"You may recall President Harry Truman, the Bible-kissing crook
from Missouri.
There were hundreds of political science professors who were
naturally more
capable than a high school grad, yet the failed farmer and failed clothing-store
owner
had the right whiskey-drinking buddies. They gave him a job as the local
judge.
It's funny that as a local judge Truman finally realized he was in so far
over
his head he briefly tried to go to law school at night to figure out what was
going on. Later he became a Missouri crime syndicate operative with full
knowledge of the crimes committed by his employer. Then he got sent to
Congress so the crime syndicate bosses can continue to manipulate him. He
eventually gets the job of Senator, Vice-President, and President. The
Boneheads also knew he could be extorted, so they raised up the criminal so
high he did their bidding rather than be exposed and go to jail, or worse.
Satan does not hesitate to kill his minions when it is expedient. President
Roosevelt's health would not last much longer, so from out of nowhere Truman
then gets to be Vice-President. When Roosevelt died President Truman was soon
ordered by his Brotherhood of Death benefactors to drop the first atomic bombs
on civilian cities, instead of using a demonstration bomb to cause no loss of
civilian life but make the same point. However, Satan gets less fun out of a
demonstration and prefers annihilation of cities. The point the fascists made
was to terrorize the world and make them cower in fear of the YahwehAmerican
Zionflag. That flag has fifty Dragon Star of David Pentagrams, blood dripping
down from red stripes onto the white stripes, and the background shadow of the
hideous face of the bloody fanged Satanserpent Yahweh. Once other countries
figure out the Zionfascists will not stop until the Zionflag is planted in
every nation, those peoples will be forced to counter-attack any way they can,
including arson and the personal spreading of viruses in America. Meanwhile the
Bonesmen will not allow any such information to be disseminated to the public,
rather the Boneheads will brag about how safe they are keeping all Americans.
"Anyway, they called Truman 'Give 'em Hell Harry' because he covered his tracks
by exposing some other fraudsters while in Congress, thereby getting the
people's trust. The theatrics worked. Meanwhile, throughout recorded history
the Jews had been expelled from over seventy different countries for trying to
take over the economy and government. Consequently, after World War II the
European Jews led by the Rothschilds were determined to finalize their plans
for an Israeli homeland in Palestine, regardless of who was already there. Of
course they needed European support, as well as U.S. support since we had the
most influence over the United Nations. Truman's former clothing store
business partner from Missouri was Jewish, so he was one of the lobbyists
pestering Truman to approve of the new state of Israel. No surprise the
Boneheads followed satanic orders to appoint a president who had already been
Yahweh-infected by a Zionist.
"The Boneheads thought it was their own idea to promote the nation of Israel
after taking a look at the Mideast map and saw most of the world's oil, with
Muslims sitting on it. Jews and Muslims dislike each other, so why not use the
Jews as a proxy army to protect Bonehead interests? 'Interests' are defined
as whatever they are interested in stealing, by genocide if necessary.
America's oil addiction will continue to get worse, and Satan's news media
will continue to lie about moral America saving the world as the smokescreen
for annihilating the innocent who live above oil deposits. Russia was
influential with the Arabs, so maybe Israel could be a counter-weight to
Russia to keep them away from the oil. Maybe in time we can get the oil fields.
OK, Truman pretends to have reservations, then signs off on the Israeli state
to keep Satan off his back. The Jews flood into Palestine from Europe and
organize their army with U.S. and European funds, while the Palestinians are
busy trying to feed their kids. Obviously the Europeans were happy to get rid
of the Zionists, but they dumped them on the Palestinians. Give 'em Hell
Harry not only gave Hell to the Japanese, he also gave it to the
Palestinians. The Satanists had U.S., European, and United Nations backing so
the Palestinians had no chance. To the extent humanly possible Palestinians
were systematically forced out of their ancient homeland into squalid United
Nations refugee camps in neighboring countries. The Zionist's standard
procedure holocaust tactics included slaughter and rape of children, so the
1948 invasion succeeded after little fighting. Then the two-faced United
Nations votes the Zionists are guilty of war crimes, but refuses to send in
United Nations troops to hang them, or at least send them back where they came
from. The Israelis won another brief war in 1956.
"The Israelis started the 1967 Six Day War, after lying to the world media they
had been attacked by Egypt. In fact the volumes of Israeli lies probably set a
world record. No one can look you right in the eyes and tell non-stop big lies
like the Israelis can. It's as if they were just the machines that Satan
Yahweh speaks through. Any treaty they might make would cause them to laugh in
their sleep. Later the Israeli Air Force Commander, General Hod, gloated they
had been planning the 1967 Palestinian and Arab Holocausts for sixteen years.
"True, prior to hostilities there was some Arab rhetoric and internal troop
movement in previous weeks and days, but it was only grandstanding by Arab
politicians to improve their domestic and Arab world standing. Menachim Begin
later admitted Israel knew that. Johnson scared the Arabs into passivity by
previously announcing that if the Arabs attacked first the U.S. would ally with
Israel, so the Arabs believed him and had no such intention. Regardless,
Israel wanted more land to increase the size of Israel by two thirds. Israel's
Pearl Harbor-type sneak attack quickly wiped out the sleeping Arabs' air
forces. The Israeli air force jets attacked Egypt from the north. The Israelis
were flying low under the radar, and then popped up into radar view just long
enough to allow the Egyptian pilots to scramble to their jets but not take off
yet so they would be killed inside their aircraft.
"Israel quickly seized territory from Egypt, Jordan, and had a June 8th attack
scheduled for Syria's Golan Heights even though Johnson drew the line against
attacking Syria, fearing Soviet intervention. Concurrently, under Arab and
Soviet pressure, the United Nations was ready to announce a cease-fire as
early as June 10th. Israel wanted the Syrian Golan Heights before the
cease-fire announcement, and knew they could control Johnson.
"Meanwhile on June 8th the U.S.S. Liberty surveillance ship was in
international Mediterranean waters about twelve miles from Gaza. It was
virtually unarmed except for a couple machine guns, and was watching the war
looking for evidence of Russian assistance to Egypt. There was little of that,
but the Liberty saw the implementation of official Israeli policy to execute a
thousand Gaza civilians and bound prisoners after Israeli Army officer Ariel
Sharon forced many of them to dig their own graves. The Israelis did not want
to be interfered with, so they sent their air force and navy to harass the
Liberty, which was watching all this in horror. Israeli planes flew around the
ship at low altitude, but did not see the National Security Agency's
reconnaissance plane watching from high above. Recon heard the Israeli pilots
repeatedly talking between themselves and their navy torpedo boats about the
Liberty flying the U.S. flag. It was a full flag on a bright breezy day. The
pilots had buzzed the ship for seven hours, taking pictures from masthead
height; sometimes their wings came close to hitting the mast. One crewman
smiled and waived at the pilot, who smiled and waived back. The Israeli Air
Force and Navy both reported to their headquarters the exact type of U.S. ship,
including its name. Israeli Prime Minister Levi Eshkol said no problem, go
ahead and sink it anyway. The Israelis wanted to blame the sinking on Egypt to
bolster their lie that Egypt started the war. At least that was one of the
reasons for the attack.
"Most of the surviving sailors followed orders and took the horrible secret of
their mauling that day to their graves. One researcher realized the story
should be told.
"The Jews have a lot of genetic diseases due to inbreeding. Israel has a
history of adopting gentile children to harvest their organs, so Israel's
White Ship of Death is feared around the world. One Israeli health minister
freely admits they kill lots of Palestinians to harvest their organs. That day
the White Ship of Death was loaded with Gaza orphans. The Israeli's were
harvesting the orphans' organs, we would hope while using anesthetics. The U.S.
Liberty Captain, Commander William McGonagle heard the recon reports. He
then ordered the Holocaust Ship that was headed from Gaza back to Israel
be detained and boarded. To prevent that abomination of gentiles interrupting
Satan's feeding, the Israelis attacked the Liberty.
"The attack started with communications jamming of all frequencies, including
the international distress frequency, to prevent calls for help getting to the
U.S. sixth fleet near Crete. Their communications antennas and two machine guns
were wiped out in the first jet attack. Americans were sitting ducks, killed
with napalm, rockets, cannon, machine guns, and torpedoes between 2:00 PM and
3:15 PM. The Israeli torpedo boats circled the Liberty for forty minutes,
machine-gunning wounded men on deck, stretcher-bearers, and fire fighters.
Fearing a sinking, life rafts were thrown overboard, but those crowded rafts
were shot up, killing the men to prevent survival of any witnesses.
"Meanwhile, able Liberty technicians jerry-rigged a transmitter to an antenna
and got a distress call out regarding the Israeli attack. Defense Secretary
McNamara sent the first jets to see if the attacker was really really Israel
and not the Russians, as if the Navy was too stupid to know whether the
country attacking them was the one right in front of them that had been
harassing them for seven hours. OK, the American jets return, yes, it is
really really Israel, meanwhile Americans are still dying. When one Navy
Admiral, with others on the line, finally got Johnson on the phone to protest
the orders to withhold assistance to the Liberty, Johnson yelled 'I want that
God damned ship on the bottom!' Johnson's excuse was that he did not want to
embarrass our Israeli ally, but in reality he was terrified of Satan. Imagine
the sailor lying on the deck, burned beyond recognition. He manages a glimmer
of approval as he sees the American jets arrive, and the Israeli jets back
off. But why don't the Americans fire? Why don't they shoot? Uncle Sam's jets
retreat. It was not a rescue mission, just reconnaissance. Betrayal! The
sailor then dies, not from his injuries, but from a broken heart. All that he
had believed was false, and he lost the will to live.
"A second flight of U.S. jets started out amid increased U.S. fleet radio
traffic, and then Israel figured they'd better back off. Israel called the
U.S. Embassy and said oops, sorry about the mistake, we thought it was a small,
ancient, Egyptian horse transport boat. Johnson is alerted and he says OK,
apology accepted, don't worry about it. The second wave of U.S. jets returns
without engaging, on orders from Johnson and McNamara. Israel's ongoing
cover-up lies and constantly changing bizarre excuses are too extensive to
bother to repeat. To date they have not seriously discussed paying
compensation for the over 200 casualties, not to mention the damaged ship, not
even with Americans' own money. Nobody can steal more Americans' money to kill
Americans faster than Zionists. Two Israeli pilots who refused to attack the
American ship were subsequently sentenced by Israel to eighteen years in
prison. Johnson and McNamara ordered the cover-up, which remains in place
today.
"When the Israeli army invaded the Sinai Desert they murdered fourteen unarmed
UN peacekeeping soldiers from India; a portent. They then flanked about 50,000
unprepared Egyptian soldiers and forced them deep into the Sinai Desert to die
of thirst. From the Pentagram, McNamara ordered a mercy mission of U.S.
flights to airdrop water cans. However, the Jewish-American ambassador to the
U.N., Arthur Schlesinger, was notified about the plan by one of the various
Israeli employees in the Pentagram. Schlesinger got mad and ordered McNamara
to let them die per standard Talmud procedure, so McNamara scrubbed the
mission. All those innocent men died of thirst and exposure days later. In the
last few years about 40,000 invading Americans have died in Vietnam, so imagine
the pain of a smaller country like Egypt losing 50,000 innocent men to Satan
in one week. To date the Israelis haven't turned themselves into the Hague for
holocaust tribunals, and nobody in America, 'leader of the free world and
champion of human rights,' is going to bring the topic up.
"Israel still has no declared borders because their short-term goal, per their
strategic war-planning map created by Menachim 'The Butcher' Begin, is to take
over the all the Mideast countries so they can control the world's oil. Since
oil and gold come from within the earth, which is Satan's domain as Prince of
Darkness, no surprise he wants it all. Consequently Begin admits to Israel's
official position: Arabs are goyim, animals to be slaughtered as soon as it
can be done. So when the Pentagram issues a press release stating they want to
win the hearts and minds of this or that populace, Satan means he wants them
to give up without a fight.
"By now you see why my statement that the Skull and Bones-Brotherhood of Death
types are allied with Israel. The lives and interests of American citizens are
irrelevant when it comes to Satan's power and money alliances. The Israelis
have reward and punishment down to a science, and no doubt blackmailed Johnson
into supporting Israel's war plans to avoid his exposure as a murderer,
traitor, and leader of an American coup. It is just a matter of time and
circumstances as to when Israeli-American Zionists outmaneuver the Skull and
Bonesmen to use the American military as a proxy to smite Israel's enemies. The
hundreds of millions of American tax dollars flowing into Israel will become
hundreds of billions of American tax dollars.
"A day is soon coming when some Israeli Prime Minister declares control of
America. There will be no CODE BLACK STRATEGIC NATIONAL EMERGENCY
warning announcements over the 'air raid' psychological domination sirens
blaring in the streets; in fact there will be no response at all from Americans.
The Zionists have accurately calculated how much they can get away with
how fast, and gauge the rate of attack to be gradual enough not to provoke
public alarm while at the same time constantly devouring us. That is the
feeding process of any parasite. The attack on the U.S. Liberty reminds
me of another letter Jefferson sent Adams that stated: 'The tree of liberty
must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of tyrants. It is its
natural manure.' Well, that said, Jefferson was a lot more interested in
freedom for whites than for us Indians."
John: "Israeli control of America? No way! That would trigger a declaration of
war against Israel! American patriot vigilantes would be coming out of the
woodwork, hunting traitors down in their beds! I gotta tell ya Red, you are
really scaring me. Where do you get all this stuff that I have never heard about?"
Red: "I got the story from the son of one of the National Security Agency guys
who investigated and wrote about the whole 1967 Mideast War Holocaust. As you
can tell injustice really irritates me, so I have a photographic memory when I
get examples of it.
John: "Wait a minute. I think I'm having a vision."
Red: "Oh? OK, impress me."
John: "You continue to rant against mean people. I wonder if the upstream reason
as to why mean people are mean, is something my psychology professor referred to
when a student asked what causes psychosis, as in psychopaths. The old professor
said he had finally concluded that personality is determined by nature,
not nurture.
He said psychopaths are born, not made. He emphasized the quality of
the brain
structure determines the quality of the person's consciousness, and of
the personality
and behavior. He stressed that there was a nasty paternal gene
that can prevent the
normal maturation of the human brain. That gene curtails the
formation of normal
neural connections between the lower brain, like the amygdala that
is responsible for
emotions like empathy; and the higher brain in the frontal cortex
that enables reason,
planning, and sense of self. Absent those traits, such
people must rely on their
reptilian brain and its predator-versus-prey mentality.
That would explain why the
Rothschilds keep their Satanic blood lines pure by
marrying within the family."
Red: "That's it. You've got it. Great insight! You win the grand prize. That
double
whammy explains a lot."
John: "What 'double whammy'?'"
Red: "The equipment and the operator both. The psycho gene initially retards the brain
structure, and the yahweh virus functions to make sure that gene's potential is fully
expressed, creating the vampire. Did he say how many psychopaths are around?"
John: "He said the research points to about one out of every twenty-five people,
and in some populations it may be as high as one in ten, mostly men. He thinks it
is an epidemic."
Red: "Really? That many? That really is scary, one psycho in every classroom, or
one in every other house? That boggles the mind!"
John: "Well, psychopaths rarely murder people, but of course the serial killers
get all the news coverage. Psychopaths are indeed more prone to violence than other
folks, and may fantasize more often about killing, but still most of them are smart
enough to stay out of jail. Apparently they are in all walks of life, not just the
prisoners and transients. You name it, doctors, lawyers, military and police, maybe
even some Indian chiefs. Husbands, wives, they are all among us, cleverly concealing
their true nature. They are deceptive, cunning, manipulative, charming, promiscuous,
mean, and
aggressive egomaniacs. Like animals, they cannot control their impulses.
They drive everybody around them crazy, and make their victims
feel like it is their
own fault.
"I guess the first thing you notice about one walking toward you is they give
strangers a cold, reptilian stare. Then, they always take a lot more than they
give. Apparently American corporations are riddled with the damn things.
"My dad told me one of his Army buddies wound up in Manila during the war,
and got stuck in the Bataan death march. The Japanese then put the American
soldiers in the stinking wet hold of cargo ships without food or water for days
on end. A few of the strongest soldiers, without mercy, bit the weakest soldiers
on the neck and sucked their blood. My granddad also once told me that
happened in the old country, when a whole village would starve during an
intense winter, the last man standing was the one without any empathy for
others. The vampire saved himself at the expense of everyone else. In hindsight,
it appears the vampires of yore were in fact psychopaths.
Red: "Well, that really is bad news. But still, it really sheds a lot of light
on the world
we live in. Makes me wonder if all the warlords of history were in
fact psychopaths.
That explains how businesses and corporations have risen above the Constitution and
rule of law. It also explains why there are so many Republicans, and how
and why
the Israeli Zionists can slaughter the Palestinians without any remorse
whatsoever. The
Jews are only about .2 percent of the world population,
but have maneuvered into
a position of starting World War III so their Messiah
can lead them to world domination,
starting with the Middle East oil fields."
John: "Dr. Reddy once hinted that the reincarnationists believe such mean-spirited
people may have had a previous incarnation as an even lesser person, maybe even
as
an animal. Their karma dictates the quality of their brain in the subsequent
incarnation, and susceptibility to evil spirit possession. The better the karma
the more powerful the angel that abides within us. He said another angle of
analysis is astrological, whereby you can tell by a person's birth chart the degree
of evil or spiritual propensity by the strength of Mars, a god of war; or Jupiter,
a god of spirituality, per its Sanskrit name of 'Guru.' In India nobody gets
married unless they have at least eighteen of thirty-six points of compatibility in
their astrological birth charts. Reddy also said earth is now in the lowest of
four
ages, kala yuga, the age of wars. Therefore it is no surprise that some
people,
like fear full younger souls, have such a struggle attaining spirituality. The more
spiritual people become, the less inherent fear they have, and the less aggressive
they are in attempting to overcome that fear."
Red: "I wonder if a sophisticated X-ray could detect such brain deformities. That
way, brain scanning could keep psychopaths out of sensitive positions in society."
John: "Good idea. That would keep the Kissinger and Bush types out of government.
And to help stop the epidemic, maybe smart people would demand that a potential
spouse give brain X-rays, along with blood samples for testing, before getting
married. Maybe brain scanning of school kids could alert parents and teachers to
what areas need special development with techniques like yoga. Apparently we are
all born with a basic brain that enables survival, but to develop our full spiritual potential
we need to maximize the neuron interconnections. I guess its like finishing the wiring
up of all the sophisticated parts of a two-way radio that ultimately has the capability
of communicating with the source of the cosmos. Apparently the focal point of our
attention should be the neocortex. Dr. Reddy said that is why Hindu Indians have a
red dot between their eyebrows, to make that point public. I guess its sort of like
turning up a rheostat to get the full brilliance of consciousness. Until then everybody
is somewhere on the sliding scale between sinners with little brain development and
saints with full brain development.
"But you lost me with your comment about the National Security Agency. How did
you get your National
Security Agency inside information?"
Red: "It was summer just after school was out for the year, and I was eating
breakfast at the restaurant bar in Browning when a young kid about our age
sits down a couple stools from me. He's a good-looking kid, in good shape, I
figure from back east somewhere. He smiles and introduces himself as Jim, and
extends his hand. OK, I introduce myself and shake his hand, wondering what's
on his mind. He tells me he's looking for a hiking guide for Glacier Park,
fifty bucks for the day. Well, I've got a little time before smokejumper school
starts, so it sounds OK to me. I tell him ... "
"Did you jump?"
"Uh, yeah. So I tell him ... "
"Pack your own chute?"
"Yeah, why; you wanna jump?"
"How scary is it?"
"Well, mostly just the first time out the door."
"How many fires did you jump?"
"Quite a few. We'd finish one up here in Montana then get shipped to another
one somewhere else. Never worked so hard in my life, but we got them all put
out. I still grieve for my buddy that got killed. I wasn't able to get to him
in time."
John: "Did you get that burn on your leg while trying to save him?"
Red: "Yeah. Anyway, I'll show you how to pack a chute, and the parachute
landing fall. Then I'll push
you out of the plane."
John: "Huh?"
Red: "Just kidding! We'll have a talk with the jumpmaster at the local
parachute
club.
"So I tell Jim I could use the money, but if he'd prefer I could just draw him
some maps of some neat places to hike. He says he wants to pick my hiking
brain, so off we go after breakfast. Well, Jim was pretty green all right. This
one time we are on a cliff edge admiring the view, and I have to warn him not
to get too close the edge because of the loose rocks; once he starts to slide
he'll be dogmeat. Well, he wanted to get a better vantage point for a picture,
forgets to look at what he is walking on, steps onto the loose rocks, and off
the cliff he goes before I can grab him. Luckily I got a good grip on his left
hand, but I am belly down with a nasty sharp rock in my belly. It really hurt,
but I had to pull him up immediately while I still had full strength, but doing
so pushed the rock about half an inch into my flesh, hitting a large vein. It
took awhile to stop the bleeding and bandage the wound. Meanwhile he got his
composure back. He figured I'd saved his life, so he was very grateful and
apologetic. He offered to mail me a thousand dollars, but I told him we'd be
square if he could spare another fifty bucks for doctoring. As we hiked back to
his rig the bleeding started again, and bled some more by the time we got to
the hospital. He wanted to camp in Yellowstone that night so he drove off about
ten feet as I wave goodbye, then he stops. He got out, walked up to me and
hands me this thick manuscript. It looks like he's going to start crying and
he said, 'One day my dad did not come home from work. After a month of torment
I found his disappearance contingency note in my backpack, explaining why he
did it and where to find this manuscript. My dad gave his life to write this,
so be careful. Maybe some day it will save your life, and the lives of your
people.' Then he jumped in his rig and sped off. I never heard from him
again. Hope he's still alive.
"I went into the clinic and felt faint, and unceremoniously fell against the
wall trying not to go down. I barely managed to throw the manuscript behind a
chair before I hit the deck, out cold. Guess I'd lost more blood than I
thought. I woke up on the gurney with the ceiling flashing by and the intern
bugging me with questions. They wheeled me into a brightly lit room and they
hook me up to oxygen and some machines. The rookie nurse took one look at my
wound and assumed the pain knocked me out, so she shot me up with enough
morphine to kill an elephant. As I am leaving for dreamland a nurse attaches a
condom tube hooked to a holding bag. Don't know why they thought I might wet
the bed. I guess I dreamed for a couple of minutes, meanwhile they wanted to
clean my wound and sew me up. A nurse came back into the room and saw the
condom had, somehow, slipped off so she quickly set about reinstalling the
contraption, leaning over me and looking at my face to see if I would awaken.
Then I open my eyes. The intense overhead light silhouetted her head. I have a
vision of a Goddess with a glorious halo in a bright white place as she plays
with my private part. Scared the Hell out of me; thought I'd died and gone to
Heaven. They sewed me up and moved me to a different room to sleep it off. I
awoke after about an hour. Overnight in the emergency room is expensive, so I
was out of there as soon as I got my land legs working. Anyway, I got well
paid. Talk about getting lucky! After I read my copy entitled CODE BLACK
STRATEGIC NATIONAL EMERGENCY, I decided Jim's dad was a genius. To
make a long story short, reading it makes the history of Western
Civilization
we've been fed look like The Big Lie."
John: "So what is the 'code black' supposed to mean?"
Red: "Terrorism, both domestic and inflicted on other countries. Jim's dad
was a real patriot, trying to honor his oath of office as a government
employee to defend the country from all enemies, foreign and domestic.
Especially domestic. He
found out that the real terrorists were are the
Zionists, fascists, and their
co-conspirators like Republicans. Theses
terrorists attack us at home
by stealing our money and sons to fight imperial
colonial wars to make the
terrorists even richer and expand their empire.
These domestic terrorists
create many enemies abroad who want to kill
Americans. Satan's news media
never tells us who really starts the conflicts
so it seems very reasonable
to us to pump more of our tax dollars into the
military to protect ourselves
from the 'evil' foreigners.
"The Zionist issue is really quite interesting. In the Old Testament, Exodus
talks about Moses leading his people out of Egypt. Although they know that
'Exodus' story is phony, part of the Jews' claims to racial supremacy is the
Exodus scriptures that talk of the need for slaughtering all other peoples
that
refuse to convert to Judaism, except for keeping the virgins for
themselves,
and God smiles on those holocausts. According to Israeli
archeologists the
'Exodus' never happened, no archaeological evidence whatsoever
in spite
of massive searching over many years. A more likely explanation is
that
Ahmose was an Egyptian who expelled the Hyksos, and Mermose was a hero
Egyptian general, so you've got the two guys, the Moses, condensing into one
fictional hero. Previously the Egyptians came up with their one true God
called Ra, and the Ra religion's Book of the Dead was the near-verbatim source
of the Ten Commandments, not a man named Moses reporting burning bushes and
stone tablets given directly by God. Another fiction is Psalm 104, almost word
for word the Egyptian King's 'Hymn to Aten' as Aten was the symbol of Ra; the
psalm was not written by King David. Regardless, most Christians believe the
Exodus story as if it were Gospel.
"Anyway, you get the point, it's not the good Jews who scare me, it's the
Zionists who want to conquer the world through deception, theft, and killing.
It's Satan's drive for power that makes them turn on their U.S. ally and prime
benefactor. For the dead and wounded sailors on the Liberty it's like getting
burned and shot by your cousin you thought liked you."
John: "Well, we all know it's not just this or that people, throughout history
it seems like every race takes their turn trying to conquer the world. I think
it just has to do with people are more or less spiritual. It reminds me of
psychology where they talk about the lower, less evolved brain in humans
called the reptilian brain, involved in primitive emotional responses like
fighting or fleeing. Do you think there is a connection between political
economic power seeking, and awareness stuck in the low-life reptilian brain, as
opposed to spirituality and ascending the attention up to the more peaceful,
highly evolved cortex?"
Red: "Obviously. We all have spirits within us, it just depends on which ones
are influencing our behavior. To avoid evil spirit possession we need to take
positive action every day to strengthen ourselves spiritually. Demons hate cold
so I take cold baths. Of course many of us have our own personal mission to
raise their level of consciousness, and we fight off Satan's demons when and as
they come, but most of us are not stuck that deep in the mud of the serpent
brain, which is SatanSerpent Yahweh's 'speaker' within the human host.
Spiritually undeveloped people whose awareness is stuck in the reptilian brain
get their marching orders from Yahweh, who is tuned into the same
'communications channel' as the reptilian brain, so SatanSerpent Yahweh below
is the highest God they can imagine, a mean God of war. By ascending the
attention up into the higher brain, a human is then capable of ascending the
awareness into highest consciousness, thereby knowing God's true nature, which
is not malevolent."
John: "My psychology professor has a theory that birds of a feather flock
together in America, as seen on the map. The hotheads congregate in America's
brain stem, Texas, and influence the other redneck states in America's interior
correlating with the emotional midbrain. The cooler heads naturally gravitate
to the northern tier states and coasts, America's cortex."
Red: "Interesting analogy. Well, let's have another look at your Bible. OK, in
John 8 verse 44 Jesus is responding to the Jews who proclaim themselves
righteous children of Abraham. Jesus responds: 'Ye are of your father the
Devil, and the lusts of your father ye will do. He was a murderer from the
beginning, and abode not in the truth, because there is no truth in him. When
he speaketh a lie, he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar, and the father of
it.'
"Remember that Zionists have been dreaming of and publishing progress reports
on their Zion World Order for hundreds of years. The Babylonian Talmud was
finished about 700 AD, and was so blatant in its attacks on non-Jew gentiles
like you and me it replaced the Old Testament or Torah as the Jew's primary
religious authority. The Torah's Ten Commandments (plagiarized from the
Egyptian King's 'Hymn to Aten') prohibit lying, theft and murder so without
telling us they dumped it for scriptures that insist they actually do all
three,
while requiring us gentiles abide by those original nice Commandments.
The Talmud is clear that non-Jews, called 'goyim' in Hebrew, are animals like
cattle and sheep and to be treated as such, namely killed as soon as possible.
ZionJews believe they are on the top of the food chain, the natural predators
of their non-Jew prey. It also says Jesus is in Hell, any rabbi can win a
debate with God, any male Jew is welcome to rape any three year old girl,
goyim are excrement, any goyim in danger of death must not be assisted, any
requirement of a Jew to take an oath to tell the truth must be internally
disavowed thereby freeing them to lie in court, medical testing on goyim is
recommended, any disobedient Jew carrying out the service of goyim should be
killed as a traitor, and on and on. God help American civilians in danger if
there is a Zionfascist U.S. President in power that takes his orders from
SatanSerpent Yahweh. Well, after our 'elected' leaders gifted America's bank
to Zionists, no doubt those Satan worshippers considered it affirmation of the
Talmud law that all the money of goyim is exposed for Jewish taking.
"But the good Jews will admit what the Zionists are up to. For example, in one
recorded interview with Harold Rosenthal, an administrative aid to the Jewish
U.S. Senator from New York, Jacob Javits, he said: 'When only Jews are present
we admit that Satan is our God.' It remains to be seen if Javits succeeds in
his push to become U.S. President. The real danger is that Jews only believe in
the here and now of material earth, ruled by Satan. Well, whether called Satan,
the Devil, Lucifer, Yahweh, or Jehovah the wicked orders get relayed to the serpent
brains of cunning, violent, evil people; psychopath vampires.
"No point in worrying about an alien invasion from outer space, it's too late.
The SatanSnake Yahweh man-eating infection originally from the dragon constellation
is accelerating its devouring of us. It may be the Yahweh infection of earth is
already inoperable. When some superior force in this galaxy detects a Yahweh
infection, our entire solar system could be toasted. Hopefully, like cancer surgery
or therapy, the gamma radiation would only kill the spirit Yahweh, not the host
or any human tissue. Maybe after such a mass exorcism the hosts could be rehabilitated
into becoming peaceful, honest, loving, useful members of society.
John: "Before college I had no idea that Jews hated Jesus and Christianity. I
heard a couple political science graduate students talking in the student
union. One said Jews are trained from birth to hate Christ and Christians,
Arabs, and especially the Egyptians. Apparently long ago their Egyptian
neighbor gave the Hebrews a bad time, so to this day they have a sort of
'grace' at the dinner table commemorating Yahweh's inflictions against the
Egyptians, like plagues, famine, and the killing of their first born. A false
story, but it makes a big impression on the young kids, who eventually grow
up. Even so, everybody is entitled to their own religious beliefs, as long as
they don't break the laws. If you scour all the religious scriptures of all
peoples you can nitpick all kinds of things you think should not be there, but
that's the great thing about religious freedom."
Red: "Well, speaking of laws, that's the real reason there are no federal laws
against usury, it has nothing to do with the lies given by the traitors in
Congress or on the Supreme Court. The Zionists invented usury long ago, and
tolerate no resistance to its implementation. They use Mossad to kill anybody
in the way." Red got another notebook out of his desk.
"This quote is from Rabbi Reichorn, speaking at the funeral of Rabbi Simeon
Ben-Iudah in 1869: 'Thanks to the power of our International Banks, we have
forced the Christians into wars without number. Wars have a special value for
Jews, since Christians massacre each other and make more room for us Jews.
Wars are the Jews Harvest; The Jew banks grow fat on Christian wars. Over 100
million Christians have been swept off the face of the earth by wars, and the
end is not yet.' And another one: 'The races and the nations will cheerfully
submit to the spiritual power of Judaism, and all will become Jews.'
"Rabbi Harry Waton wrote a book called A Program for the Jews and Humanity,
published by the Committee for the Preservation of the Jews, New York, 1939.
Get this:
"There never was a time when any Jew believed that Jehovah spoke to Moses or to
the Prophets in any other sense than we believe today that God - that is
existence - reveals himself through the minds of a Spinoza, a Hegel, a Marx, an
Einstein and the like.' And another one from Waton: 'God's intentions will be
realized through bloody struggles, wars and revolutions; the present social
order will be destroyed together with all institutions that are bound up with
the present social order. State capitalism and fascism will take the place of
the present social order.' He goes on to say: 'But the Communist soul is the
soul of Judaism. Hence it follows that, just as in the Russian revolution the
triumph of Communism was the triumph of Judaism, so also in the triumph of
fascism will triumph Judaism.' Well, the trouble with worshipping 'existence,'
the created instead of the Creator, is that it keeps a person stuck on the
earth plane of existence. I might add, certainly the communist Stalin was one
of the worst genocidal maniacs, but come to find out he was battling Zionism
tooth and nail, thereby becoming like them, but he lost the battle. The fascist
Hitler became satanic trying to fight Zionism. His excuse was that in the
future either the Jews or the Germans would rule the world, and he wanted it to
be the Germans, figuring the Russians had already lost to the Zionists. With
the exception of Lenin the Bolshevik leaders were all Jews."
John: "What is Mossad?"
"It's Israel's death squad, like the CIA and Pentagon Black Operations, but
primarily focused on assassinations. One Mossad agent brags they expect and
get full cooperation from any Jewish-American businessman while they freely
roam America doing their job. Don't be surprised when cancer overtakes heart
disease as the primary cause of death in America."
John: "Ya know Red, life was real simple before I met you. Now you want me to
believe we should blame the problems of the world on Zionists. I expect their
response to such allegations would be 'Yeah, sure, blame everything on the
Jews.' I'm beginning to wonder if you need paranoia counseling!"
Red: "Their first defensive tactic is their most effective one: silence. When
evidence implicates them and an American Patriot makes accusations, they just
clam up, knowing anything they say can be used against them. At that point it
is a standoff: arrest and try them, or leave them alone. The silence defense
is a tough one to crack. But if there is enough evidence or the patriot is
persistent, that standard disarming response 'Yeah, sure, blame it on the
Jews' is their second tactic to prevent counter-attack. They call it 'the old
razzle dazzle.' They hit you with as many lies as necessary for as long as
necessary to get the patriot to give up. As long as they can keep it verbal
they can avoid what they have coming. It's like debating with an attacking
snake, so don't bother. If they know you know they are Satan possessed, they
will immediately charge you with Satan possession to gain the advantage of the
pre-emptive strike. Then it becomes an idiotic child's game, 'No, YOU are the
one that's Satan possessed,' back and forth until the gentile gives up.
"Jews commonly try to ascertain whether a gentile knows what Jews are up to
by speculating whether this or that other person is anti-semitic. They carefully
watch the gentile's reaction to discern whether the person is friend or foe.
Someday there will be a federal law revoking freedom of speech to prevent the
so-called hate crime of anti-Semitism, even though all the patriot is doing is
tell the Patrick Henry-type truth, specifically, 'The Zionists are killing us!
The Zionists are killing us!' as promised per their own scriptures and
demonstrated by their well-documented behavior. If we sheep don't stop cowering
before their whining 'anti-Semitism' type tactics, Zionvenom will devour God's
Children. God Almighty is anti-Semitic when Semites engage in murder, theft
and deception. God Almighty is pro-Semitic when Semites engage in love,
sharing, and truth. Zionists say no, it is actually God doing the murdering,
stealing and lying by working through them, a simple case of Darwinian
evolution, survival of the fittest, specifically survival of the most lethal
larcenous liars. That's the issue I have with Zionism. I have no issue with the
good Jews that are so appalled by the Zionist philosophy they refuse their
rabbis' ongoing attempts to recruit them as Zionists. In high school civics
did they not teach you about the Founding Father's debates at the Constitutional
Convention?"
John: "I can't remember much, other than the states sent representatives to
draft it. What about it?"
Red: "Some of the Founding Fathers wanted to expel the Jews from America.
George Washington said they were America's greatest enemy, and should have
been hunted down long ago. Benjamin Franklin said they were vampires and should
be excluded from America, or future generations of Americans would curse the
Founding Fathers in their graves. Thomas Jefferson was in France trying to
increase American trade with Europe at the time of that convention, but he was
in agreement with them, stating the Jews were an international organism that
had no allegiance to America or any other country, only to themselves, like a
world parasite. Now that those Founding Fathers have been proven right, as
prophesied and promised in the Talmud, and demonstrated by Zionists every day,
it may be too late to mount a defense. Red men had little resistance to white
viruses, and gentiles have little resistance to Zionvirus.
"The Jews believe Yahweh will arrive as the Messiah to rule the earth,
literally Satan incarnate. Back in 132 AD a Hebrew general led a rebellion
against Rome, and concurrently tortured all Christians to death. The rabbis
were ecstatic that the Messiah had finally come, and named him Bar Kokhba,
meaning 'son of the star,' such as the Dragon Star of David, Satan Draconis.
Four years later Bar Kokhba himself was executed, ending his Messiah
candidacy. However, I fear Satanserpent Yahweh may already be here, in the form
of Jewish collective consciousness.
"Satanserpent Yahweh has succeeded in convincing about one third of the world's
population, namely Christians, that he is God. Given the intensity of that
combined deceptiveness and stupidity it is only natural that the Jews easily
convince Christians that Jews are 'God's chosen people.' As long as Christians
are so eager to be mentally retarded, the Jews are happy to enslave them in
spite of the fact that Christians outnumber Jews by at least one hundred
times.
John: "Yeah, well, OK, time will tell. I'll have to read those references you
mentioned before I could possibly believe your allegations."
Red: "OK, read Henry Ford's book entitled 'The International Jew'. Ford hired
Jewish 'friends' into his automobile company, then they tried to take it over
from him, standard procedure in businesses and organizations that make the
mistake of hiring those kinds of charming, deceptive Jews. Or read 'The Elder
Protocols of Zion', which elaborates on the Talmud orders to kill all gentiles.
Here's another one for you." Red pulled a sheet of paper from a notebook he
got out of his lower desk drawer. "I photocopied this out of a 1907 Jewish
Encyclopedia published by Funk and Wagnall's, page 617 under the 'Gentile'
entry, quoting the original Babylonian Talmud written in Hebrew: 'Tob shebe
goyyim harog.' Translated, 'Even the best of the gentiles should all be
killed.' To delay our defenses the Talmud prohibits us sheep from reading it
or hearing about it, as that security breach would be an abomination. However,
as more goyim heard of such scriptures Zionists began to take a little heat,
so they sanitized it and re-published the sheep version as the Jerusalem
Talmud. If we 'goyim' were smart we would organize neighborhood Goyim Defense
Clubs before the Zionists put a Goyim-Killer Satellite in the sky.
John: "Well, OK, that's your right to think that way, but I'm not sure I buy
it. I've had a couple of Jewish car customers, and they were some of the
nicest people you would ever want to meet. One was a realty agent who sold some
raw land we had to one of his customers, and did not charge us a commission.
Another was a stockbroker that is making some investments with money from my
dad's estate, using power of attorney without charge."
Red: "The realty agent made a lot more than a commission by persuading your
dad to sell to the only prospective buyer to look at it, namely his buddy, who
resold it at a fat profit and they both
made out like bandits. Stockbrokers always
want power of attorney over your
money so they can make a lot of risky
short-term trades and rack up their
commissions. They prefer to make profits
but if your account balance drops like
a stone, that's your problem. Regardless
of the theft mechanism, giving you free power of attorney over your money is
like
giving you free poison. You are like a mouse dancing in front of a rattlesnake.
Close that account and take back what's left of your
money, if anything. So
you've had two Zionbacteria 'friends', and been afflicted twice. Do
you see a
trend? I am reminded of the Jewish gambler Arnold Rothstein who put
the fix
in on the 1919 Baseball World Series. He bribed eight White Sox players
to
throw the World Series to Cincinnati. He could have cared less if it ruined
America's favorite pastime. Just as well that some Zionists don't bother
talking to gentiles, since it is silly to talk to your food.
"They even victimize each other whenever they can. It's kinda funny, but the
rabbis started making the males wear those yarmulke skullcap beanies as a
'spiritual' gesture. Come to find out that is another example of making
everybody abide by the same rule so older bald-spot rabbis would not be
disadvantaged in their quest for 'close encounters' with younger girls. I had a
different problem when I was a kid. My beanie had a propeller on it that made
me look so young the girls would not take me seriously!"
John: "Well, my guys use baseball caps. So what? The girls aren't fooled for
very long. But talking about odd rituals, I heard about one where the rabbi
bites off the foreskin of the newborn male baby. As a young boy the father
gives him a sexual licking, and when the boy eventually marries he gives the
father a sexual licking. Bizarre."
Red: "It does sound odd, but ancient Satanic possession rituals actually do
work in their own perverted way. The yahwehvirus is transmitted from the
saliva of the rabbi to the baby's bloodstream to boost the kid's satanic power.
Rabbis joke about Levi having goyim by the ass as the blue dye contains the
yahwehvirus. They are serious about weakening food plant genetics to reduce
resistance to yahwehvirus. But getting back to the rule, it's the same rule
making principle that Jews used to conquer Russia with communism. After being
evicted from over seventy countries for trying to take over the economy and
government, Marx dreamed up communism so Jews would be more equal and thereby
more successful at nation devouring. It just depends on the weakness of the
nation. If fascism would work better in a capitalist country, boy can those
Zionists steal money to create laws to steal more money to take over the
government! Anyway, in the future be careful about Zionist 'friends.' If you
make yourself useful to them they might suggest you convert to Judaism,
because you will be of no further use to them after you are a dead gentile.
"Also, we have to be especially careful not to be beguiled by the Zionist
sleeper agents with anglicized names who quickly rise to feeble defense of our
Constitution and civil liberties against fascist attack. They perform the role
of staking out the defense rules and controlling the no-punishment outcome
thereby preventing patriots from enforcing the laws. Zionists do not prosecute
each other except as necessary to gain more power for Zionism. Criticism withers
in time because the issue has already been addressed. They are thereby more free
to take what we have and hoard it, and only give a little back if we fight. The
net result is we are being jackhammered. Zionist deception is so overwhelming
that Yahweh has Americans fighting against God the Father and his son, Eloi."
John: "Well, I guess I'd have to hear their side of the story."
Red: "Their side of the story is all you have ever heard. Hitler and the FBI
man Hoover agreed on one thing, the individual is incapable of believing the
truth if the lie has become big enough."
John: "Well, the Skull and Bones thing you were harping on makes more sense.
One thing at a time. What really does concern me more right now is the Vietnam
horror. I was never real close to my high school classmates, but I did like
some of them who are now over there killing the innocent and getting killed
and maimed. I am beginning to think the 'hippies' are right to demonstrate
against the war. Somebody has to stop it, it is just too hideous."
Red: "I admire the war protestors, but they are in danger when we get pushed
out of Vietnam. The British public got tired of the cost of the American
Revolutionary War and withdrew funding, and with French help we pushed the
British out. A similar thing could happen in Vietnam given the exact parallel
situation, and the North Vietnamese General Giap said that is his strategy to
fight the exact same kind of revolutionary war the exact same way: guerrilla
warfare and wait out the enemy, whether French or American.
"The Vietnamese patriots will succeed against us invaders, because they have
the Spirit of Freedom in them and we don't. They will unite their country and
rebuild it. The more successful they are the more silent the American media
will be on Vietnam, rather than report anything that might imply America was
simply wrong. If America was wrong, then it is obvious to the world that we owe
Vietnam, Cambodia, Laos and Thailand about a trillion dollars in war
reparations. Obviously that will not happen, because it is a lot cheaper to
just refuse to discuss it until it blows over and, hopefully, people will
forget what we have done.
"After the Vietnamese win, a defeated army always turns on its own citizens.
American pot-smoking anti-war demonstrators will be the targets of an
undeclared civil war that lands them all in jail. The Brotherhood of Death just
got done passing the Controlled Substances Act of 1970. That big lie declares
cannabis the most dangerous of drugs even though the drug commission's own task
force recommended against it, so the American Civil War II has already
started. The British in India tried to make cannabis illegal, but their drug
commission figured that since it was part and parcel of some people's religion
for thousands of years the Brits would be committing suicide. Brits realized
they would be annihilated if they tried to outlaw religious communion in India.
Some Hindus worship of the destruction of ignorance aspect of God, Shiva, so
they call holy cannabis communion, respect for Shiva. Anyway, that Controlled
Substances Act says no American can ingest anything that has an effect on his
or her mind. Talk about mind-control, they are so arrogant they publicly admit
it in federal law! Naturally they apply it selectively so drugs like nicotine
and alcohol will continue to make them rich regardless of the carnage. For a
million years cannabis use has never killed anybody.
John: "Do you mean to tell me that if I buy a used car that still has illegal
drug traces from the previous owner, and the cop stops me for a traffic
violation, brings his dog to sniff for drugs, and the dog smells marijuana and
barks, I have to go to jail and maybe get raped or killed?"
Red: "Yes."
John: "I thought that only happened in dictatorships."
Red: "Where do you think you are, Heaven?"
John: "That would kill the used car market in America. Nobody would take the
risk of buying one. The car manufacturers have a big stake in the used car
market, and would not allow the pharmaceutical industry to jail their car
customers. It would cost Detroit a fortune."
Red: "You talk as if the used car buyers were organized. Most people cannot
afford to buy the overpriced new cars, so they buy used ones. They have no
choice but to take the risk. Unless and until we used car buyers got organized,
law enforcement would pick us off one by one. No American judge has the
courage to buck law enforcement by referencing the Constitution, although
somewhat more honest judges refuse to hear drug cases at all because then they
would also have to hear innocuous marijuana cases as well. The traitor judges
do not give a second thought about hearing cannabis cases.
"It is not just judges that are cowards. A good indicator of the depth of an
American man's cowardice is demonstrated by how he watches his mother die a
horrible death. An American prefers his elderly mother die in agony, rather
than follow God's orders to give her cannabis cuisine, God's Holy Anointing
Oil, or God's Holy Incense, also known as Holy Smoke, because obeying that
natural law might upset the pharmaceutical companies if it cut one penny from
their profits. The once-majestic elderly lady is reduced to a slobbering
wretch begging her son to help her, but the son prefers to randomly gyrate her
experience from pharmaceutical euphoria to writhing in pain when the drug
wears off. Or, some of the overworked and underpaid nurses are off looking for
better jobs and grandma doesn't get her pharmaceutical doses timely, causing
up and down ecstasy and agony for days and days, until she loses the will to
live."
John: "Well, I guess my psychology professor would agree with you. He said the
big pharmaceutical and alcohol corporations are planning seed money for a new
front in your so-called 'civil war.' They want on-duty cops to give drug
'education' programs for school kids, even though the long-term research is
perfectly clear that putting kid's attention on drugs makes them eventually try
drugs. Especially given the occasionally rebellious nature of teenagers once
they find out they've been lied to and victimized regarding medicinal herbs
like cannabis. The kids should be keeping busy on positive activities instead
of the mental stress of gun and badge men using our hard-earned money to keep
the kids' attention on drugs. But the cops love the idea because they want to
scare kids in the classroom into informing on their pot-using parents. The
cops won't bother telling the kids how long they might be abused in foster
homes. The plan will probably work, because then the drug and alcohol
corporations will spend millions of our dollars telling us how great they are
to save the children."
Red: "Not only that, but Jim's dad said in CODE BLACK STRATEGIC NATIONAL
EMERGENCY that was one of the tactics the fascists are planning to enslave
Americans. By getting kids befuddled on the genuinely hard drugs like
methamphetamines, not to mention the hellacious list of dangerous
pharmaceuticals, it reduces their intelligence and resistance to enslavement.
When the cops catch anybody with the illegal drugs the schools have trained
kids to keep their attention on, the victims get shot or go to prison. If they
survive and get out of jail early enough, and get enough money to marry and
breed, eventually their kids, house, car, bank accounts and other assets will
also be summarily confiscated without due process of law in incredibly blatant
violations of the Constitution, courtesy of the traitors in the White House,
in Congress, and on the Supreme Court. The cops are ecstatic about the
prospects because they could bust lots of pot users. Those people tend to be
non-violent, easy pickings, and it would be glorious 'payback' against war
protesters. The cops would then get a big chunk of the people's assets seized
and sold at auction, even houses, land, and businesses. They just need a
little more time to gradually infect the society with their treason, like a
sneaky spider biting you while you sleep. Those enormous sums of money would
enable them to hire huge armies of overpaid cops, tightening the noose on
Americans. There will be incredible sums of cash to pay for informants, Big
Brother electronic surveillance, drug sniffing dogs all over the place and so
on, constitutional civil rights be damned. The corporate fascists even want to
build and run all the new prisons that will be needed.
John: "Wait a minute. You said the drug corporations don't want competition for
the drugs they sell. Why would they promote illegal drug use?"
Red: "You have to remember the chaos mindset that plays both ends against the
middle to squeeze the most out of it. The short-term strategy is shoot or jail
anybody who uses a drug or plant that competes with pharmaceuticals,
cigarettes, and booze. That terrorizes a section of the population who will
obey the fascists. Many of those who do not obey will use drugs unwisely and
wind up with more serious health problems. Then their doctor will sell them on
the need for lots of pharmaceutical drugs, if they can afford them without
adequate health insurance. Who gets health insurance is determined by their
degree of participation in The Establishment. The longer-term corporate
strategy is to get even higher profits later.
"All people want intimacy with God. Absent any spiritual culture or Elders to
guide them in rare spiritual sacrifices that have proven effective over the
millenia, such as indicated by insights into the laws of nature, people misuse
drugs to get divine euphoria. The contrast with their stressful material
life results in repeated abuse of drugs. With the exception of natural plant
drugs they thereby damage their health by taking hard chemical-type drugs.
Then they will supposedly be 'healed' with pharmaceuticals. The Satan
worshippers could not have it any better, because the Food and Drug
Administration employees are, sooner or later, on the drug companies' payrolls
to maximize the pharmaceutical companies' profits regardless of how many of us
are killed and injured by their unsafe drugs.
John: "I think I am getting angry."
Red: "It seems to go with the territory when you realize you have been
betrayed. But back to the war, you are beginning to get the picture. The North
Vietnamese have been fighting against China for a thousand years. That's a good
track record to prove they have no intention of being a 'falling communist
domino.' It is incredible the mileage the fascists have gotten out of the
McCarthyism-type communist witch hunt tactics, and it still works to this day,
just another step in Galloping American Fascism. Meanwhile all the Vietnamese
people still want is independence from colonial butchers like us. North Vietnam
even adopted our Declaration of Independence almost verbatim to try to pacify
berserk Americans who wanted to replace the French colonizers, but SatanYahweh
decides who it will feed on next, then re-makes the rules. The age-old tactic
is: 1. See food. 2. If an attack pretext is needed, harass it mercilessly
until it tries to defend itself any way it can. 3. Label those defenses as
naked aggression or terrorism and whip up public fear. 4. Get legitimacy by
using reward and punishment against other countries to become allies to help
you kill it. Hitler's Luftwaffe Air Force chief Hermann Goering summed it up
as follows: 'The people can always be brought to the bidding of the leaders.
That is easy. All you have to do is tell them they are being attacked, and
denounce the peacemakers for lack of patriotism and exposing the country to
danger. It works the same in any country.' Franklin Roosevelt starved Japan of
oil trying to make them attack, and he knew full well the Pearl Harbor attack
was finally coming, so his lies succeeded in getting us into WWII. Roosevelt had
prior warnings from his generals and admirals, ambassadors, War Secretary Stimson,
and even the British Prime Minister Winston Churchhill. He took the one precaution
of moving the aircraft carriers out of Pearl Harbor, while letting the obsolete
battleships get hammered. So the tactic is, use the excuse of danger from
enemies and terrorists to scare the people into giving up their sons, freedom
and money; and if that does not work, jail them as enemies of the state and
confiscate their money.
"Undeclared wars are illegal, but we would lose the Vietnam War to the Chinese
if we declared it. They would not mind again sweeping us off their doorstep
like they did in the Korean War, especially after General MacArthur was pushing
for thirty-eight atomic bombs dropped on Chinese cities and troops. The politicians
and generals in Washington wanted to establish a huge impassable belt of radioactive
cobalt from the Sea of Japan to the Yellow Sea that would last for about one
hundred years. They wanted thousands of square miles of scorched Hell on Earth.
Americans could care less that four hundred tons of radioactive cobalt is enough
to kill every animal on earth. American generals had set up the operation except
for the nuclear cores, but ultimately American politicians and the military were
concerned about using up their stores of nuclear bombs on China and Korea, given
that they only had 450 nuclear bombs and Russia had 25. You just never know when
you might want to drop some on another country. We do unto others as we certainly
do not want them to do unto us, then stop when they can defend themselves. Our Zion-
fascists believe it is a natural predator-prey relationship and morality has nothing
to do with it.
"President Truman and the Pentagon types were too dumb to define 'communist,' but
knew the commies were opposed to satanic genocidal capitalism, so obviously the
only good communist was a dead one. Consequently the fascists planned to cobalt
firebomb nuke 200 million eastern Europeans and Russians if Russia attacked
American interests. Supposedly during the Korean war the fascists were concerned
about world public opinion, always a balancing act to see how much you can get away
with. The generals joked among themselves about their lies to the press about
precision bombing to save civilian lives. When some true war crimes stories
surfaced, Secretary of State Dean Acheson ordered the firebombing press coverage
stopped. However, he knew he could not cover up a massive nuclear Armageddon.
Meanwhile, President Truman wanted a general more reliable than MacArthur in charge
of the nuclear holocaust, so Truman replaced him with General Ridgway. Nuclear
scientists Robert Oppenheimer and Samuel Cohen were assisting with the tactical
aspects of the actual nuclear bomb strikes. Ultimately, Washington instead continued
to use napalm and firebombed to ashes virtually every city, town, and village in
North Korea, according to General Curtis LeMay. Eye witness reports told of the
remaining North Korean civilians that were not incinerated in their tracks were forced
to
live in caves. America's position remains that just because we dropped a flaming
Korean sky on the civilian population, killing millions, they have no reason to be
paranoid and socialist.
"American Christians think they have done their duty if they mention, one time, in
Sunday school, the Jesus quote, in Luke, chapter 6 verse 31: 'And as ye would that
men should do unto you, do ye also to them likewise.' If indeed those others had
done unto Americans what we have done unto them, the American population would be
substantially smaller than it is now."
John: "My dad said all that was left of Dresden Germany was ashes. It was a fiery
death for all. Speaking of nuclear radiation, before a friend of my dad's died from
cancer, he worked in nuclear arms plants in Idaho and Washington. He had horror
stories about soldiers and people used as radiation guinea pigs. Even the nuclear
plant workers themselves were subjected to test radiation. When he and his co-
workers complained about radiation sickness to their Department of Energy foremen,
they were threatened with criminal charges of treason if they said another word
about it."
Red: "No surprises, mean-spirited people do not care who they kill. Historically,
Americans have slaughtered millions of innocent children. Today, Satan's news media
continues to paint the North Koreans as evil. If Americans were firebombed back
into the stone age for no good reason, we would believe Satan as the only known
entity that could, or would, do such a thing. At this point, like the rest of the world,
the North Koreans can only wait until predatory capitalism implodes under the
weight of its own greed. Predatory capitalism inflicts serious wounds on the body
politic, so let the life-saving medicine of socialism sting the Republicans. We have
no choice but to shun Zionfascists and Republicans, like cutting off the blood
supply to a cancerous anal tumor.
"Anyway, whether the feeding is done by bayonet, bullet, or firebomb the kids are
still dead. The Evil One's hit men call it collateral damage, which makes it OK.
Besides, the enemy does not go to a brick church on Sunday mornings for sermons
by child rapists, therefore they must have no conception of a supreme being so
they have death coming.
"After this Vietnam war, if the Zionfascists cannot get Americans to believe we need
to invade this or that country, say Lebanon, they will try some other country,
maybe Mexico, Venezuela, or Liberia, or Syria, or Saudi Arabia, it apparently does
not matter which one. There always has to be an enemy to feed to Satan. If that
doesn't work, the news media will cover the President on TV declaring: 'Military
intelligence has determined that a hostile invisible alien from outer space is
hiding in America, so house-to-house searches will be conducted whether anybody
is home or not to install miniature cameras with special lenses to spot the alien
as soon as possible. This is the only way to protect your family. God bless America.'
That way, the next time the Satan worshippers want to decimate innocent people,
Americans had damn well better approve it, or else Big Brother will be watching
them full time, just like they do with telephone wiretaps. Those wiretaps give
voice prints to correlate with everybody's fingerprints, enabling tracking and if
necessary killing of patriots who might try to fight back."
John: "So if the President invokes the name of God it must be all right. My parents
weren't church-goers, but I walked by a church once and the refrain from the song
was 'We will show them we are Christians by our love, by our love; we will show
them we are Christians by our love.'"
Red: "Any more 'Christian love' and we Indians will be extinct. The Indians
like the Blackfoot that fought against whites got a little more respect, so
the government says we got a good deal given the size of our reservation.
Indians that did not fight had no reason to sign a peace treaty, no treaty no
reservation, so they went extinct. Even recognized tribes that have suffered
population losses and suspiciously high infant mortality rates have to fight
to remain recognized.
"Some of the massacres can't even make it into the history books. Most people
have never heard of the Sand Creek, Colorado massacre, about 160 miles south
of Denver. The twelve-pound cannonballs embedded in the sandy creek mark its
location. It was 1864 and a Colonel Chivington, leader of the 3rd Colorado
Cavalry, wanted to kill some Indians to help his election to Congress. Many
chiefs declaring their peaceful intentions were there, mostly Cheyenne and
some Arapaho. It did not matter to Chivington that the band of seven hundred
did what the Army told them to do, specifically camp at Sand Creek. Chief Black
Kettle even waved the American flag at the thousand troops, but the slaughter
was the same as Washita and Wounded Knee, and hundreds of others. Later,
Chivington's cavalry officers testified a pregnant squaw was ripped open and a
child taken from her. Hundreds of women and children were on their knees
begging for mercy, but about one hundred fifty got shot or their brains beaten
out anyway, and their scalps taken. Chivington said 'I have come to kill
Indians, and I believe it is right and honorable to use any means under God's
Heaven to kill Indians.' There were many other Indian massacres, but Sand
Creek was an important portent because it alerted us the government was out to
kill us all. America was committed to genocide, and Sand Creek started twelve
years of uninterrupted war.
"Then there was the Marias, Montana massacre of my people. It was January 23,
1870; a very cold morning at dawn, when two hundred dismounted U.S. cavalrymen
lay spread out in ambush positions along snowy bluffs overlooking the Marias
River, and the large winter campsite of Piegan Chief Heavy Runner. Major
Eugene Baker had surrounded the wrong camp, given his orders to attack Mountain
Chief's camp. Regardless, Heavy Runner's camp was surrounded even though its
warriors were away hunting. An Indian army scout shouted that this was the
wrong camp. He was told to shut up or die. To stop the firing the old chief
came out of his lodge and ran toward the bluffs, waving a safe-conduct paper.
They then shot Chief Heavy Runner. About one hundred seventy six Piegans, most
of them either elderly or women and children still sleeping inside their
teepees, many suffering from small pox, were killed by the non-stop firing of
the Army's large bore Springfield rifles. The bullets tore through teepees and
mothers covering their children, killing both. About fifty-five children were
killed. The wounded were also executed.
"One of the Blackfoot got off a shot killing one soldier, which was the last
time one of us fired a shot at a bluecoat. About one hundred forty survivors
were captured, and then turned loose without adequate food and clothing so they
would freeze to death trying to walk to Fort Benton, ninety miles away. When
Baker finally found the Mountain Chief campsite of a few warriors it had been
abandoned and the band was headed to safety in Canada. The Marias Massacre was
covered up by the alcoholic generals, Sherman and Sheridan.
"The soldiers tried to pile the bodies and burn them so as to cover up the
genocide, without much success. Imagine coming home from work and finding that
pile of wives and children, mothers and fathers, neighbors and friends of your
close-knit community. Then you have to sort through the horrific pile to find
your family. After the returning hunters could again function, if they were
real quiet, they could probably hear the echo of the hiss of The Snake,
SatanSerpent Yahweh.
John: "You're right, I never heard any of that. Apparently nothing will stop
somebody who is so full of evil they execute children in the name of God and
country, then pile the bodies and burn them. If we whites were treated like
that, I wonder if we would fight or surrender. Imagine if some other country
developed a super-weapon of some kind and did to us what we did to you."
Red: "Historically no country has ever failed to immediately adopt new
technology into their military. Given that American technology is so far in
advance of the so-called Third World, Zionists will soon be able to kill anyone
anywhere in any numbers, like a gardener pulling weeds. Back then they told us
they were doing us a big favor by their mass kidnapping of the children and
sending them to cultural destruction schools, like pulling the rug out from
somebody so they hit the floor face down. I suspect your suicide rates would
be even higher than ours are, which today are double the national average. Back
then the culture shock was so intense, half the kids died. Time will tell how
long children-loving Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Buddhists and other religions
can hold out against converting to Judaism.
"So you see, when somebody comes calling to convert us to their one true God,
we are not amused. The Great Spirit, specifically God, is in us and all
things, so we worship God in all things, including the sun. Worshipping God in
all things IS looking on the bright side. Cultures all over the world, like
the Egyptian, Hindu, the Blackfeet and our Spokane neighbors, the Inca and
Maya have all recognized they are children of the sun. Like Jesus said, 'I am
the light of life, the light of the world.' Well, the obvious symbol of God is
the sun, which is, scientifically speaking, the light of life of our world, but
apparently some people just can't see it. We feel God's sentience in all forms
and phenomena while some people sense no sentience in anything but themselves,
and detect no spiritual sentience at all. To the patriarchal western
Zionfascists, everything is dead, including the environment, so why not destroy
it further if there is money to be made? They are completely cut off from
spirit life, and have no conception of spirits within all aspects of God's
creation. Yet they still tell us we will go to Hell for eternity if we do not
worship their God by paying lip service to him on Sunday mornings. Again, a
story that never made it into the Bible.
"In Luke chapter 10, Jesus said those cities that did not accept his teaching
through his disciples would suffer destruction worse than that of Sodom. Well,
Jesus was playing a dangerous game in Nazareth, using the double meaning of 'my
father's kingdom' to attempt to lure a following, in a hotbed of resistance to
Roman rule. Any talk of starting a 'kingdom' within the Roman Empire was
sedition punishable by death. Jesus's parents and his brothers James, Joses,
Simon and Judas as well as Jesus' sisters warned Jesus repeatedly to cool the
'kingdom' rhetoric before he got them all killed. Well, the Bible story ends
there, but the historical record does not. Israeli archeologists found the
Roman 'police blotter' of the day in Hebron, documenting that Jesus led a group
of about three thousand men, women and children out into the desert to join
the paradise of 'his father's kingdom.' Roman troops surrounded and killed them
all. Jesus escaped harm, but soon thereafter he was whipping money changers out
of the temple, cutting off that income to the temple priests, so Bible
scholars tell us that is why he was crucified. While he and two other victims
were on their crosses, one of them said 'Lord, remember me when thou comest
into thy kingdom.' And Jesus responded: 'Today thou shalt be with me in
paradise.'"
"OK, I get the idea. But I still don't see why what happened in the past should
be ongoing. Why fear being massacred now that we have the Civil Rights laws of
1964 to protect you?"
Red: "Like my protection from those two goons in the cafeteria? I cannot afford
to mess with any white people, they are just too dangerous. If one doesn't
attack us, they probably know somebody who knows somebody who will. SatanSnake
Yahweh does not leave the reptilian brain once it has a human host, and it is
extremely difficult to evict it. In fact, Satansnake Yahweh grows in the
perfect environment for it, the human reptilian brain, getting more powerful
day by day, decade after decade.
"For example, there are over three hundred
Indian treaties and whites have
broken them ALL, ongoing. Whenever the
President or Congress wants more
of our land, they just write a new law and
take it without discussing it with the
owners. They've herded us onto arid
scrubland and ordered us to farm. Farm
what? Meanwhile hordes of prospector miners were trespass invading our
reservation Rocky Mountain lands, with the blessings of the mining companies
and Boneheads. The Boneheads told us the only way to alleviate the broken
treaty miner invasion was to give up more land to help alleviate our starvation.
We had to sell the Glacier Park land, over a million acres including the
sacred
Chief Mountain, for about a buck an acre paid over ten years. Some of our
people try to cope by drinking Satan's favorite
brain-killing beverage, alcohol,
but wind up destroying their health. Even one
beer by a pregnant woman can
render the child severely handicapped. Many
Indians live in shacks without out
adequate food, health care, and so on. As
the poorest Americans, many of us
depend on tribal allotment money to survive.
"We share similar genetics as Asians, and we think primarily with our
right-brain and higher cortex-based intuition. This helps us better understand
the spiritual laws of nature, so as to better know God. We believe in sharing
and cooperation. In this world of opposite values like male and female, we are
on the Asian side, the oriental female categorization because we think more
like the Earth Mother trying to care for ALL Her children. Yahweh-infected
Westerners are on the patriarchal side who think like individuals, every man
for himself, Darwinian natural selection whereby those who cannot compete go
extinct. Well, the extinct flora and fauna are a little upset about that, as
are some humans. Patriarchal fascist Americans go nuts with fear, sharpening
the left-brain intellect and reptilian brained aggression to chase after the
short term security of materialism, with no remote clue what that does to them
in the afterlife, if they even believe in one. They believe in competition to
acquire things now because they have no way to generate internal happiness.
They do not know the winners of the earth race are those with the most internal
happiness by the end of this life, which they take with them. Instead, they
are addicted to the brief, fleeting happiness sensation each time they enjoy an
increase in wealth or power, or spending that wealth or exercising that power.
Americans are only five percent of the world's population but use thirty
percent of the world's rapidly disappearing resources, while giving back about
one tenth of one percent of the gross national product as foreign aid. An
American damages the environment one hundred times more than a third world
person. 'Shop until we drop' equates with slaughter worldwide. Do the math for
the Genocide Factor.
"As other populous countries like China start to improve their living
conditions by following the American example, world wars will be fought more
frequently over resources like oil. Meanwhile, instead of living up to any
ideal, 'Bible thumping' has always been an effective cover for Skull and
Bones-type fascists while they act in direct opposition to worldwide genuine
religious teachings against murder, theft, and lies. The slime proclaim
themselves to have a personal relationship with Jesus, but pretend he never
said a word about demonic possession so their infection will not be
discovered."
John: "Well, it really does sadden me to hear all this. But it is something
everyone should be aware of to try to prevent such atrocities from happening
again. This reminds me of my psychology professor telling us about the dominant
male syndrome, the king of the hill psychology. In monkeys when the troop
leader gets old and feeble, here comes a young strong male who succeeds in
terrorizing the troup and killing the leader. The new leader tolerates no
resistance to his rule, killing or maiming any non-cooperative members of the
troup. Once that is settled, peace in the troup resumes. Likewise mean-spirited
people throughout history have argued the superwar needs to be started for the
good of the whole, to end the occasional smaller wars. In China one warlord
used that excuse to defeat other states, and unite China. After succeeding,
anyone who disagreed with any of the new emperor's soldiers or bureaucrats got
sent to work on the Great Wall to keep the northern nomads out. Thousands died
at the Great Wall, laboring and starving to death. But apparently The Beast
is now larger and needs feeding, so here comes a new excuse. The Chinese claim
that long ago Tibet was Chinese land, so the next thing you know the Chinese
are decimating Tibet, and attacking India.
"One thing I do remember from high school civics was that the alcoholic
generals Grant and Sherman said war was Hell so let's get it over with.
Sherman hammered the South in the Civil War, and later convinced President
Grant to exterminate Indians to get it over with. Now days it seems the
fascists have nothing else to do but start World War III, given the strategic
advantage of the pre-emptive strike. I guess the monkey-brains are still
engaged in monkey business.
"However, speaking of atrocities, I can think of an Asian leader who believes
in Marx's socialist ideals, which of course are absent any belief in religion.
Obviously Mao Tse Tung does not worship Yahweh, so apparently there is some
causation in addition to religion that results in murder and mayhem. Mao Tse
Tung has killed about a million Tibetans by invading their country and
destroying their religion and culture using tactics like you mention have used
against Native Americans. Not to mention many millions of his own people are
starvation victims of his insane 'cultural revolution,' trying to erase all
memory of living life in accordance with laws of nature. Rumor has it any and
all university professors are hunted down and imprisoned or killed unless they
renounce all interest in any knowledge except concepts approved by Mao, as
found in his Little Red Book. So there's got to be an evil force upstream
from genetics, culture and religion that causes such horrors. Just look at all
the evil events all over the world throughout history. When it comes to
attacking others, my own ancestors don't exactly have a good reputation in that
regard, partly due to disinformation by Brits.
"To clarify one point regarding who started what, the 'Holy' Roman Emperor
types south of Scandinavia decided the priests were right that my ancestors
were pagans to be slaughtered, and a lot were indeed killed. The rest of the
Vikings took one look at what they were up against, and decided it was
annihilation or fight. So they fought, creating a buffer zone between Odin's
kids and Yahweh's kids. Vikings are Celts descended from the Scythian Aryans
of Russia. We went from hunter-gatherers to herdsmen, farmers, warriors, and
eventually traders and merchants. Vikings explored North America, colonized
Iceland and started some Greenland settlements, intermarried with the Irish
and founded Dublin, and took occasional revenge on English towns and
monasteries. After the Irish got mad and drove the resident Viking army into
the sea, the Viking invasions of Ireland stopped. Vikings essentially created
the state of Russia, and traded goods as far away as Baghdad. Well, regarding
swords and axes, there were quick and strong Vikings or dead Vikings; kill or
be killed. So when is the 'buffer zone' between you and your evil enemy big
enough? Well, I expect there is good and bad in everyone, the problems arising
when the bad outweighs the good thereby making a person create too large a
buffer zone, as a function of how fearful they have been forced to become.
"What I am driving at is a person's spirits. Like you say, good and evil
spirits surround us. These days alcoholic drinks are called 'spirits,' because
that stuff literally lets them in, and some stay. For years I watched my
parents drink themselves into their own personal Hell. Schools have 'spirit
rallies' to try to get the sports players unwittingly possessed by war spirits
so they will fight and win. If they win, it improves their odds of access to a
scantily clad cheerleader. Some Vikings ate the amanita muscaria mushroom to
assist their war prowess by 'going beserk.' It really did work, but after the
last enemy is down, guess what, the war spirit was not always done, so
sometimes the Viking would kill his own guys! Obviously the warrior was 'out of
his mind,' because the war spirit kicked him out of it until he was done with
it. No surprise that eventually some Viking villages outlawed going berserk."
Red: "All other things being equal in a sports contest, such as strength,
speed, cunning, wealth, experience, track record, whatever; on average which
competitor will win, the one with the highest or lowest number of like-minded
spirits inside the players?"
John: "Obviously, the one with the greater spirit power. It is called the
home-team advantage. My dad fought in World War II. He didn't talk about it
much because so many of his buddies were killed. In 1945 he was relieved to be
going home on a ship. He did mention that what was left of his unit was
marching in drill formation toward the ship, when the first sergeant started
singing some army song. As they sang they felt espirit de corps envelope
them. He said it was the only time in his life he felt invincible."
Red: "Yahweh loves a war zone, as long as it is not his Israeli minions that
are dying. Some guys get hooked on that feeling of power and become career
soldiers."
John: "OK, I am in agreement with your basic premise that it is the good or the
evil spirit that controls the thoughts which control the speech and actions.
We can talk all day about this or that example of evil spirit possession and
the subsequent murder and mayhem, but we still keep coming back to the
upstream source of the problem, which we agree is a very evil entity, sometimes
called Satan, the Devil, Yahweh, and his demons. Take any person, male or
female, this or that race, rich or poor and so on: within any society there are
good and bad people. I agree that some people in any walk of life are evil
spirit possessed. So, regardless of how they got possessed, how to exorcise
the evil spirit of an aggressor like Mao? If he is possessed by Yahweh or one
of his demons, his behavior might even be considered 'normal' under those
circumstances. Given the slaughter going on in China now, apparently Yahweh
also likes Chinese food.
"Dr. Reddy talked about this in class once. He said the ancient Sumerians knew
that evil spirits were responsible for conquering this or that people. If
their village or city was conquered, they just accepted the fact that the
stronger evil spirit won, using humans as tools. Consequently they considered
the earth a very dreary place to be. The French have a saying, 'The more things
change, the more they stay the same.'"
Red: "The ignorance you focus on is ignorance of God's laws, the laws of
nature, and ignorance of living in accord with them. Hopefully one's culture
and family prevent violations of laws of nature, otherwise evil spirit
possession is to be expected, such as in a country like America which
basically has NO culture.
"The amanita or fly agaric mushroom you mention also has a plant 'god,' which
is a consciousness accelerant. If the person is eating of the god's flesh to
better kill people, it can be done, because it invites in the war god. If the
person instead eats of the god's flesh to gain communion with God in the
context of a spiritual ceremony, that will be the effect. We can go to Heaven
or Hell faster with plant gods.
"Americans marry based on infatuation without Elder advice, so no surprise half
the marriages soon fail. American women think nothing of drinking and smoking
while they are pregnant, then wonder why their child is not as bright as they
had hoped. The children need a wise loving mother, but their mother is off
working and getting stressed all day, competing with men to get more money.
When the wife gets demon infected the husband soon wonders what happened to
that sweet young girl he married. After the divorce the children are commonly
raised without a father, increasing the risk of behavioral problems. The tired,
stressed, unhappy single mother resorts to hitting the kids instead of
reasoning with them, which infects them with her demon of anger. What better
formula to create a nation of bastards to control the earth? No matter what
God someone claims they worship, or in Mao's case worship of power and thereby
unwitting worship of Yahweh, unnatural living is a magnet for demons.
"Yahweh is aggregating ALL earth power to attempt to re-ascend into the
Heavens, so he does not discriminate against any given person. Even though Mao
does not worship Yahweh by name, he worships power for its own sake and thereby
worships Yahweh. Yahweh must love Mao, the tyrant over a quarter of the
earth's population. Getting back to your point about genocide by Muslim
warlords, actions speak louder than words. Paying lip service to Allah did not
prevent them from unwittingly harvesting gentiles for Yahweh. Satan teaches
evil people everything they know about how to play both ends against the
middle, but not everything Satan knows.
"Anyway, it is far preferable to prevent evil spirit possession. Exorcism,
which is not commonly successful, can be dangerous. The person might well
attack the shaman because the demon obviously wants to continue to live in the
host's brain. It is somewhat encouraging how quickly physical pain succeeds
in forcing psycho vampires to back off, at least briefly. But who wants to
get involved in combat with them and risk getting hurt, or arrested for
assault and battery?
"Well, we have to shun evil people while looking after our own spiritual
health. There is no substitute for living a good, clean, austere life to
avoid attracting evil spirits, or at least repel them when and as they come.
So, the ideal of our culture is that we Indians walk the narrow path and live
a simple life in harmony with our environment so that others may simply live.
We believe cooperation is more important than competition. We believe in
creating the bigger pie so all can eat, not killing competitors for larger
pieces of a shrinking pie. We do not believe in the greatest wealth to the
smallest number. Some tribes emphasized that point with their potluck
celebrations, where the chief gives away all his wealth.
"You might say that Indians have fought among themselves, especially over
territory, so who am I to talk? The purpose of the war dance is to invite a
warrior spirit to help the warrior become victorious in battle. As the saying
goes, 'It's not the size of the dog in the fight, it's the size of the fight
in the dog.' Rabid dogs are rabies virus infected, the virus being one vehicle
for spirit propagation, thus the human customs of shaking hands, hugging, and
kissing.""
John: "I thought the Romans dreamed up the handshake to indicate friendly
intentions by proving they had no weapon in their hand."
Red: "That is the downstream explanation, but spirits want as many human hosts
as they can get, and viral insemination is one of their favorite tactics.
Anyway, maybe warring villages would take such a toll on the warrior
populations that the medicine man would finally say to the chief, this is not
good, let us invite the other chief and medicine man to sit and smoke the peace
pipe. As everyone knows, tobacco has a calming influence, because that is the
nature of kinnick kinnick, usually a mixture of native tobacco and other herbs.
The medicine man reveres the god of the tobacco plant, who takes the shaman's
questions and prayers to the Great Spirit. As the warriors calm down,
hopefully the Great Spirit will give them a compromise both parties can live
with. Note the difference between a rare peace-pipe ceremony and the
disastrous addiction to cigarette smoking that kills millions of people yearly
while racking up fortunes in medical costs. Long after the Greek Oracle of
Delphi, people still ignore truths like 'Not In Excess,' and 'Know Thy Self.'
John: "Now it makes sense."
Red: "What?"
John: "Before my Grandfather Anderson died he once took me on a walk into a
field. He told me about the old ways in the old days in Scandinavia. The
Vikings continued some of the Celt traditions just in order to survive in this
harsh world. He said the Celts had one custom where the men would sit together
and pass a common bowl of water that they all washed their hands and faces, and
spit in. Naturally I said that sounds disgusting, and he said it was to pass
around the war spirit. According to Biology we are covered by a host of
different types of viruses, held at bay by our skin and immune systems. So now
you tell me those viruses also have spirits, so viral infection might well
result in spirit infection. Maybe that was how my granddad got the red rash on
his nose and cheekbones. He sometimes used his thumb and forefinger to quickly
nip my upper cheekbone, just below my right eye, before I could react. He did
it so quickly and nonchalantly I just figured it was a sort of affectionate
gesture. He said some day I would have the Celt spirit in me, but I did not
understand what that meant or think of it further. I thought he was just a
senile, nostalgic old man. I never gave it another thought until now. But
looking back a year ago, one thieving customer drove off to Canada in his car
while I was eating lunch. A brand new engine and no payment for parts or
labor. I was really angry because I needed that money, and while brushing my
teeth I looked at my face in the mirror and cheekbone to nose to cheekbone I
had a scarlet red rash."
Red: "It is called the Curse of the Celts. You are indeed a Viking warrior
with access to the Spirit of the Celts. Be careful how and when you use it. In
nature, flashing red by any specie is a warning, devised to order the offending
party to back off or be attacked. Concurrently, if the look of anger in your
eyes does not convince the offender to retreat, your aura is also flashing red
at the other spirit so as to make no mistake about what happens next. The
other party usually retreats, avoiding combat. The evolutionary idea is that
particular adaptation increases the odds you will live longer the less combat
you are required to engage in. Although the occasional rash is no doubt
irritating, looking on the bright side you can rest assured anybody attacking
you would be well advised to make sure they finish you off, or prepare to lose
the fight.
"All peoples have a small, elite warrior society that has primary
responsibility to protect their own. Those men are the best warriors, called
sentinels, with the keenest senses and intuition to detect enemy intrusion. You
and I are sentinels for our people. I noticed your facial red alert when you
hammered those football jocks in the cafeteria, so I tried to calm the
situation down before you finished them off. Anyway, by pursuing spiritual
austerities you can use that spirit as a force for good, as opposed to
spiritual laziness and general hedonism, which could weaken you into just
another fascist.
"Patriarchal fascists think they are, by far, more intelligent than, and
thereby superior to, the rest of us. With all their eggs in the intellect
basket, no surprise they are blindsided by their inability to 'connect the
dots.' No people can survive very long without intuitive skills, because their
intellects are very good at leading their peoples out on a limb and down
through the gates of Hell. Murderers, thieves, and liars are young souls who
repeatedly form the infrastructure of earth-in-hell long after good people
have ascended. Well, eventually, after we have spiritually ascended far
above them the Zionfascists may change their minds. But to pursue your
point further, how does a person who is the victim of injustice keep from
getting angry, which weakens one's defenses against angry spirit possession?
I confess I struggle with this, as the Bureau of Indian Affairs thieves and
their handler, the SatanZion Death Brotherhood, continue to steal billions
from Indian lands."
John: "Billions? How is that possible?"
Red: "The Bureau of Indian Affairs or BIA was established within the War
Department in 1824. Congress decided Indians should be treated as children,
and the BIA would be our father, holding our lands in 'trust' since 1887,
instead of giving us fee simple land titles and let us hire our own help. The
BIA eventually began leasing the lands to the big corporations for oil and gas
sales, mining, timber, grazing, and so on. Those revenues were to be held in
Individual Indian Money or IIM accounts. True to form, Yahweh's only motive was
either annihilation of Indians or total assimilation of them into white
society while helping himself to our remaining lands. There was no break in
the theft of our assets. The BIA began taking bribes left and right while
selling our assets far below market value to the corporations. The
documentation of our ownership of dozens of millions of acres, some the most
fertile and mineral rich lands west of the Mississippi, has vanished. In the
early 1900s almost the entire state of Oklahoma, which was then the oil capital
of the world, consisted of individual Indian trust allotments. The lands were
stolen on paper and sold cheap, and the BIA absolutely refuses to respond to
questions like where's the documentation, where's the money. Frequently they
deliberately did not bother keeping records as required under federal trustee
law, or threw them away, or conveniently let them rot in junk piles. That was
the reason for trusts, instead of recorded fee simple land titles which would
make it much harder to steal from us. That way by the time Indians come
looking, there is no paper trail and the bureaucrats and corporate thieves
have retired rich, with no memories, but they have cunning lawyers. Each and
every U.S. Brotherhood of Death President is happy to assist the ongoing
cover-ups to protect his share of the spoils. The BIA is under the Department
of the Interior, a division of the U.S. Treasury, under the 'Justice'
Department of the executive branch of government, or maybe 'executioner'
branch would be more accurate. The BIA's continued existence is further proof
positive, as if we needed any, that Uncle Sam is a murdering racketeer. The
President's executive branch employees fear they will be fired if they speak
the truth about their satanic boss, or fail to insulate him from feeling one
iota of the worldwide pain he causes.
"You may recall the military recruiting poster showing Uncle Sam under a big
white hat, with the strong face on an elderly white-haired man seriously
conveying the threat to America if able men to not enlist: 'America wants you
for the U.S. Army!' That poster is illegal false advertising, because the
real face of Uncle Sam is actually the hideous face of the bloody fanged
Satanserpent Yahweh."
John: "OK, since the executive and legislative branches of government are still
attacking you, maybe the only way to bring The Constitution back to life is
through the Supreme Court. Otherwise, you guys today, the rest of us tomorrow."
Red: "Tomorrow? The corporations have been bribing all three branches of
government for over a hundred and seventy-five years! You all have been and
will continue to be backstabbed by your own government employee civil
'servants', including judges. Even the state professional licensing boards are
loaded up with members of that profession, so good luck trying to revoke the
license of an incompetent doctor or lawyer and such. We pay them our tax money
to protect us, but they protect themselves at our expense, sort of like us
hiring security guards to kill us.
"The only way I can think of to attempt to start regaining control from Satan
is to force politicians, by threat of immediate impeachment and removal for
violating the spirit of their oath of office, to enact federal and state laws
whereby all elected or appointed public servants, and all senior government
officials, must take random, but annual on average, polygraph tests with
recorded coverage of the sessions, including live TV pictures of the
physiological data generated. Police departments always use our taxes to buy
polygraphs and train polygraphists, so we should use the same technology
against the Zionfascists. Honesty scoring will be done by a committee of truly
independent scientist polygraphists, such as provided by the American Academy
of Sciences, as long as the scientists involved are genuinely independent of
the government and any other harmful influences. The questions would be posed
by a committee from the American Association of Political Scientists, such as
'Are you aware of any violations of the Spirit of Justice and Fairness in
general, or any violations of the Spirit of the Constitution, by anyone,
especially by any government employees, business personnel, private
contractors, or anyone else?' Such a general question might enable the Spirit
of America to eventually home in on exactly what attacks have been launched
against the American people and against the Spirit of the Declaration of
Independence, and which ones are in the planning stages. If such information
is provided, the person or persons named will be on 'America's Most Wanted
List' as fugitives from justice. The arrest bounty is ten percent of the
fugitive's gross assets paid to bounty hunters unless the suspected traitor
immediately, within twenty-four hours of being publicly accused, contacts the
American Academy of Sciences special prosecutor to make arrangements for their
own public polygraph session. Better to subcontract to bounty hunters rather
than raise taxes to create a big inefficient government bureaucracy. The
bounty hunters will have federal powers of arrest, and trained for one hour in
standard police arrest procedures, like 'Don't move your hands or you will be
shot!' And, if there is a shooting, the bounty hunters get a promotion and
bonus as per standard police procedures.
"There can be no time limits on the polygraph testing, so the public's airwaves
would be repossessed to provide the television coverage of all the most senior
elected and appointed officials' tests. Satan's media corporations would be
nationalized, as repossession of American's airwaves by Americans is long
overdue. Not just because of the wealth which would return to each citizen, but
because Zionfascists use those airwaves to kill us and others. Any failure to
cooperate by the government employee results in immediate loss of any
diplomatic immunity, immediate arrest, and prosecution by prosecutors and
judges employed by the American Academy of Sciences, who themselves would be
under the protection of the armed American Patriot Vigilantes you mentioned.
"If the politician or government employee does name anyone in violation of
their oath to support and defend the Constitution, the politician or
bureaucrat will still be prosecuted as a co-conspirator for previously
withholding that knowledge of a crime which is itself a treasonous felony of
aiding the enemy. If the Honesty in Government Committee of Seven Scientists,
which includes at least one mathematician, after collecting polygraph,
testimonial, and other evidence, makes a simple majority vote, four or more out
of seven, that the government employee is lying about anything, then the
traitor's employment is immediately terminated, his or her pension funds
frozen, and they are then referred to the custody of the American Academy of
Scientists detention facilities without bail while awaiting their swift trial
for treason. The mandatory minimum sentence by directed judgment to the jury is
deportation to a Third World country to perform physical labor for life, as
well as forfeiture of all their remaining personal economic and physical assets
to the American Patriot Bank Trust Fund for Victims of SatanZion. If that
places the traitor's family under economic duress, let the spouse and kids
apply for emergency shelter housing and welfare just like everybody else has
to, unless of course the spouse is also guilty, then he or she gets the same
sentence while the kids get a foster home, or a series of foster homes.
"There are some weapons of mass social destruction created by Satan that the
people must use against Satan. The Snake has tortured and killed earth peoples
long enough, maybe it's time we pushed back. If Americans do not have enough of
the Spirit of Valley Forge left in them to adopt the only defense left to
them, then they should stop complaining and await their turn to be digested in
Satan's belly. Benjamin Franklin said cowards do not deserve the freedom the
Constitution was capable of providing, as genuine freedom takes ongoing
courage and effort to maintain it. He was right, because the Spirit of America
is shrieking at Americans to fight back against Satan. You might say all the
current politicians would have to go to jail, the Zionists and Skull and Boners
first, which is just fine.
"More specifically, the American Association of Political Scientists Licensing
Board would administer the testing for all candidates for all senior offices
of government leadership at the federal, state, and local levels. The only
people eligible to take the tests for President, U.S. Senator, Governor, and
big-city mayor will be political science professors with doctoral degrees. Then
only academics, generally more honest and competent than business types, would
consider themselves qualified to be government servants. What a novel idea.
Then those honest government servants will order the arrest of any 'lobbyist'
for treason if that traitor tries to subvert the universal good to his or her
own good. Especially if they attempt the use of inaccurate facts or numbers. If
implementation of a lobbyist's proposed legislation, historically written by
corporate lawyers, would result in one penny stolen out of the pocket of an
American thereby triggering a Dollars-or-Death Index alarm, the traitor gets
immediately hog tied and dragged to jail for treason."
John: "Well, exaggeration aside, now that you mention it, that reminds me of
when I was at a car dealership in Billings, waiting for the parts department
to open. I overheard the Jewish owner talking to a lawyer customer, saying he
was originally from upstate New York. He had a lawyer back there that was a
former federal judge, at least for nine months. There were so many bribe offers
that were so tempting the judge went back into private practice. It makes you
wonder if American jurisprudence is as corrupt as its politics. If true, I
suppose it could cause a civil war.
"Given that only liars and thieves can get elected to leadership positions
these days, maybe we need a Constitutional amendment to enable a national
legislation override capability like the individual states do with their
initiatives and referendums. For example, a Constitutional amendment could
increase the number of political scientist U.S. Senators and Congressmen, who
would then be eligible candidates to apply for Presidential election. That
way, like white blood cells the experts can overcome the parasites currently in
office. Allowing a crime syndicate operative like Truman to drop atomic bombs
on large civilian cities is millions of times dumber than allowing car
mechanics to conduct brain surgeries. Then maybe the new folks could restore
America's and the world's health. However, did you read Ralph Nader's book
Unsafe At Any Speed?"
Red: "Yeah, that was a good read for political types. I almost bought a used
Corvair once. Did you read it?"
"Yes. I figure Ralph Nader is the only American with the intelligence, courage,
and will to take on the big corporations like General Motors, so by definition
he is the best candidate for President. Nader must be a saint. Whether he got a
juris doctor or doctor of philosophy in law, we should add him to the list of
potential applicants for the office of President. If there is no real democracy
in America, we would be far better off with a Nader monarchy. But fantasies
aside, to be fair that means opening the potential candidate list to lawyers,
which is a scary thought."
Red: "Really scary. But then again, I would rather have a law degree than a PhD
in political science, as it would make it easier for me to sue the bad guys.
Let's just leave the testing committee comprised of all political scientist
professor types, active and retired, and let them make up the testing for
certified presidential candidates. If honest lawyers can pass the testing for
comprehensive knowledge of American governance, as well as pass the polygraph,
they can run for office."
John: "Good idea. However, getting back to catching crooks, the polygraph works
by detecting emotional responses to lies, but the psychopaths do not have any such
emotions. They can beat the polygraph. To catch them you would need more victim
testimony."
Red: "Well, so be it then."
John: "But still, not all Americans are bad. For example, Teddy
Roosevelt broke up
the big business trusts, some of whom were probably
involved in stealing from your
people."
Red: "Huh? Well, partly true. But even though most Americans are not crooks,
they lack the courage to prosecute crooks or we wouldn't be in Vietnam. They
just pay their merry taxes into Yahweh's War Machine and pretend they believe
the lying politicians and news media while their kids die in the mud. And
forget the high school civics lies. Roosevelt was an employee of J.P. Morgan
who was an employee of Rothschild, agent of Satan. Roosevelt was trying to
weaken Morgan's financial competitors like Standard Oil. Teddy's 'trust
busting' did not scratch the House of Morgan financial empire.
"These days, our Blackfeet Nation has some small coal reserves as well as some
oil and gas, but any meager resource we have is like a red flag to the raging
government bulls in bed with the big oil fascists and their evil secret
societies like the Trilateral Commission and the Carlyle Group investment and weapons
consortium. No surprise the Zionist Warburg was one founder of the Council on
Foreign Relations, 'The Invisible American Government.' With all the major
American news media corporations represented in the Council on Foreign
Relations you might think we would know all about it, but news people are paid
to deceive, and fear death if they tell the truth. The editors publish a
couple relatively true stories to provide a smokescreen for the next story
containing the Zionfascist lies. Then of course there's the Boneheads, and the
Bilderbergs. The Bilderbergs deserve some explanation. A Dutch Prince was a
major shareholder in Shell Oil, and wanted on the New World Order bandwagon.
In 1954 he invited the elite decision makers and media owners of Europe and
America to meet in Hotel de Bilderberg in the Netherlands to 'discuss world
affairs.' The damn thing is now a leviathan that helps decide who will be a
nation's leader, and what wars to start where and when. Zionfascists also love
to create so-called 'think tanks' where phony scholars crank out lies to us
regarding why it is so good for us to be slowly, gradually devoured."
John had heard enough, for now. He and Red were quiet for a minute, thinking
about what they were up against. Finally John said:
"It would appear we have some work to do."
Red got his hunting knife out of his rucksack, sat near John, and made a cut on
his right palm. John had heard of the blood brother ceremony. He took the
knife from Red, and cut his right palm also. Red took back the knife with his
left hand, and took John's right hand in his, and they made a tight fist as
their blood commingled. The look in their eyes said it all: To the death!
Suddenly John said: "Oh ... my ... God!"
"What?"
"I just thought of something. Lana's dad started out as a lawyer in the Bureau
of Indian Affairs in Billings, and is now a partner in some big oil and gas
law firm in Washington D.C.!"
Red was white. His look of betrayal hurt John. A lot.
"Don't look at me that way, how was I supposed to know?"
Red threw his knife into the far wall, splattering his blood around the room.
As he jumped up to storm out of the room he banged his knee into his desk and
tore loose a wire from underneath. It dangled down. It had a miniature
microphone on the end of it. Red and John looked at each other in shock. John
put his vertical index finger to his lips then said, "Well, enough talk of
conspiracy theories, I don't buy it. What say we go get some dessert?"
Red: "OK, sounds good to me."
When they got outside John figured they were out of surveillance danger.
"I wondered why those footballers did not come after me. Maybe one of them
whined to their daddy who made a phone call or two, next thing we know we're
bugged. Maybe they really want to put the hurt on us, not just a thumping."
Red: "Maybe. Do you think that bug was operational? Maybe it's not completely
set up yet?"
John: "You're dreaming. The microphone wire probably connects to an FM
transmitter, which broadcasts everything we said around campus, including to
the bugger's room nearby where his FM receiver is located, probably hooked up
to a tape recorder. Here's the deal, we leave the bug there for now. I'll
check out the electronics to see if it's working. If it is, we need to do some
damage control. You might even want to check in with your dad and let him know
what's going on. Is your dad involved in tribal affairs?"
"Yeah, he's on the Tribal Business Council. I want more information before I
even mention it to him. So Lana just wants to pick my brain for personal
reasons? It wouldn't surprise me if she got us over there so her fascist
friends could plant the bug. Her quizzing me about plants, maybe The
Inquisition is ongoing for the Red Man, evidence gathering so they can continue
to arrest us, kill our culture, divide and conquer us and steal our lands."
John: "I know that's a possibility, but I don't think so. Lana seems genuine to
me, but I could be wrong. What's your impression? Your nose is better than
mine."
Red: "Maybe you could find out for sure; bug her if you have to!"
John: "Well, it's illegal without a court order, and I don't think any cop or
judge around here would listen to us for more than sixty seconds if it
involves going up against the feds. They get paid to uphold their oath of
office to support and defend the Constitution, but I'd doubt they have ever
read it and apparently could care less what it says. I think I can find out
just by talking to Lana. How about you look up her master's thesis in the
library and see if it's really on Indian religions. Then I'll stop by her place
unannounced tomorrow night and check her out. I mean check IT out."
Red was not in the mood to let the slip slide. In a paternal voice he said:
"John, do you ever think of intimacy?"
John ducked the question: "Come on, let's get some cookies from the vending
machine, then I'll check out the bug."
"So even if you clear Lana, who is behind it?"
John: "Well, maybe it's just the jocks themselves messing with us. Maybe the
Dean. Wait a minute. My self-introduction to those football players was not
that big a deal. Maybe I'm being paranoid, but I wonder if somebody is
pestering you for a reason, like the attempted warning haircut by sons of oil
and gas tycoons. Now that you have filled me in on the 'big picture' like you
say, follow the money. How's your dad getting along with the BIA?"
Red: "Like cats and dogs since day one. He wants an audit of all the BIA's
trustee accounts, and nobody can stonewall like federal government agents
protecting themselves, their handler, and their treasure horde."
"Do you think they might try to get him out of their hair by messing with
yours?"
"Maybe."
John: "We'll just have to take it one step at a time. The worst case is, Satan
will stop at nothing to get what it wants. If it really is Yahweh, no wonder
Nixon can't control it, it controls him, so how are we going to defend against
it?"
"I'm open to suggestions."
John: "If that's what's going on, we're just spinning our wheels. I'm not so
much of an optimist that I think we can do what no others have been able to do
in history, namely shut down Satan. Apparently Satan must continue to play some
role in human evolution, a sort of trial situation. By rising above the
temptations to fight evil with violence, maybe that's how we prove our
worthiness to ascend. But if we really believe the spiritual can control the
material, why can't your medicine man call on spirits to force the Devil to
behave?"
Red: "Easier said than done. By the time his awareness gets to the level of
sufficient spiritual power to accomplish such a thing, he is not even
cognizant of earth life anymore, let alone remember a desire to make some
miniscule change back down on earth. Some shamans who try to develop such
powers wind up on the left hand path, the long way home. A true shaman is
careful not to hate anyone, let alone get involved in punishment of Satan.
Emotion and negativity are so distracting to the mind it prevents higher
consciousness."
They returned to the dorm room, and made small talk while John traced the
microphone wire to the FM transmitter above the windowsill. But the
transmitter was probably too small to emit a strong enough signal to bounce
back to the far wall then through the window to a distant receiver. John wrote
this down for Red, and then wrote he would rent a highly sensitive AM/FM
receiver from the electronics store tomorrow and check for any signal coming
through the window. Red nodded, then cleaned his blood off the walls.
The next morning they got a break. They played John's radio at normal volume,
but there was no discernable signal coming through the window from the bug.
They also conducted a thorough inspection of the entire room; no more bugs. The
boys were relieved they were in the clear regarding Red's tirade, but John
still wanted to find out who was behind it. If it was Lana, maybe they should
eat her out of house and home, and let her tape all the denials Red could
dream up about ritual use of plants on the reservation.
John thought to himself, if evil wanted a piece of Red, it would have to go
through him first. He came to college to learn Truth, and by God he was going
to get it. He would succeed, if the man-eating serpent did not kill him first.
John failed to find Lana at her house the next evening, nor was she in Dr.
Reddy's office. He met up with Red in the dorm lobby about nine PM, and then
they took a walk. Red reported that Lana's MA thesis was indeed on Indian
religions, not too bad for a white person. Red added:
"She kept harping on the theme of using austerities, which she sometimes called
pain and suffering, and even poisoning with plants, to loosen the soul out of
the body and into the spirit world. Indians are no stranger to pain and
suffering, and when we find something that works, we go with it. Like I said
before, the Great Spirit ordered our ancestors to use those ceremonial plants,
and we've been using them for thousands if not millions of years. Whites
partly succeeded in shutting down some tribes' Sun Dances under the excuse
that self-mutilation to induce enough pain to leave the body was too barbaric.
Well, yeah, it hurts but it's certainly better than being shut off from spirit
visions entirely. Our culture did not spring up overnight, we follow the advice
of our ancestors. In addition, when and as we find something that works, we
adopt it and keep it. That's why I want to start yoga. If we can achieve our
full potential by this or that better method, if the medicine man and chief
agree, we will adopt it into our culture on a voluntary basis."
"Well, OK, I get the idea. I'll try again tomorrow to talk to Lana. But that
reminds me of a dream I had last night, maybe you could help me make sense of
it."
"What dream?"
"I was being chased by a big serpent of some kind, makes me wonder if it was
the snake Yahweh. No matter how fast I moved through the dark it was gaining
on me. Then I felt like I was swimming toward what seemed like shore, and
although I could not see you I heard you yelling advice: 'Eat the plant!' I
got to shore and quickly grabbed the only plant there and ate the head off the
top. The whole scene faded out and I was suddenly blissful, one with God, and
happy I had made it home to Heaven. Make any sense?"
"Yyyup. Well, I guess if you're having dreams like that, I can 'fess up. Red
suddenly got an alarmed look on his face.
"Confess what?"
"Remember I told you that after seeing the Tree of Life, I saw it was the
source of this universe, which in turn was part of a higher being, maybe God?
Then I allowed myself to get distracted by curiosity, and I stumbled down into
the territory of the serpent beast Yahweh."
John: "Yeah, but I forgot to ask you then why you were scared of it at the
time."
Red: "Why were you scared of that dream snake? Do you remember the Aramaic and
thus Hebrew world-view? Yahweh is the powerful God of destruction who wants to
replace God the Father and God the Son. Yahweh is a jealous God, the man-eating
Snake, and the evil force of chaos. If you had not stayed ahead of it, well,
you'd still be dreaming."
"You mean it would have killed me?"
"Absolutely. Never mind the frat boys, the Dean, Lana's dad, the federal
government, the corporations, the Boneheads, or the Zionists. Suddenly their
boss himself has us in his sights. This is bad."
John: "You lost me. The Devil wants me dead just because I prevented some
bullying? I don't believe it."
Red: "They don't refer to it as a serpent for nothing. Yahweh has an appetite,
and apparently doesn't like white boys getting between him and his food."
John: "Well, I follow what you are saying, but I'm still having a hard time
believing some celestial snake sentenced by God to Hell is responsible for
Yahweh's apostates of Hell committing genocide against innocent peoples around
the world. And, come to find out the millions of people think they worship God
Yahweh but in fact worship Satan who is trying to kill them and God the Father,
Eloi. Not to mention the damned snake now has me in his sights. It just
boggles the mind."
Red: "Think about it. Is God The Evil One? No. OK, we know Evil exists, what
better story can you come up with to explain Evil in the world? If insects bug
us we kill them. If there are contrary Gods why wouldn't they treat us the same
if we bug one of them, like Yahweh? Look at the Greek's ancient religion; they
were always talking about warring Gods. Homer tried to make it clear in The
Odyssey that humans were puppets of the Gods, which would include us being
their proxy fighters in their wars. Maybe it's like the Babylonians said:
humans serve Gods.
"Remember, Revelations talks about the Devil as a dragon: 'And the great dragon
was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth
the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out
with him.'"
John: "Well, if the Zionists and their Skull and Bones allies have been
worshipping SatanSerpent Yahweh I guess it makes sense they would be the
world's biggest murderers, thieves, and liars. On the other hand, this is too
much to swallow. I'll have to think it over."
"One truth in the Bible you might also want to consider."
"What's that?"
Red: "God is the best protection from SatanSerpent Yahweh."
John: "Well, obviously. How am I supposed to get real intimate with God
suddenly?"
"Well, you can read the New Testament, or talk to the medicine man; theory, or
practice. Did you get a good look at that plant you ate in your dream?"
John: "No, I'm no botanist. Wait a minute. If you guys and your shaman can get
close to God, why hasn't He succeeded in protecting you from ongoing white
predation? In some cultures, one's military strength is the indicator of
whether your or your enemy's God is most supreme."
"That is a typical fascist attitude, increasingly common since the end of the
golden age."
John: "What 'golden age'?"
Red: "In the Paleolithic or 'old stone age' starting about two million years
ago, humanity was primarily involved in hunting and gathering, and later on
worship of the Gods of the sun, moon, and Earth Mother or Earth Goddess.
Concurrently there were more matriarchal societies, their simple life was
'laid back,' and communication with God or the Gods was easy because they were
intuitive, right-brained people. Their tools were made primarily of stone,
like flint and obsidian. In spite of their hard life it only took about four
hours per day to subsist. They had more leisure time than we do now, and they
used it to commune with God, nature, and talk to each other. For most humans,
The Old Stone Age ended with the close of the last ice age, about 10,000 years
ago, but we continued our Paleolithic ways because it was easier to commune
with God. Primitive agriculture like goat herding started about 25,000 years
ago, it did not become common until the middle stone age, about 8000 BC.
Suddenly there were fixed-location crops that meant life or starvation, and
raiding and defending them and related possessions started. The bigger and
stronger, such as men, were the better warriors thus the advent of patriarchal
cultures. As people became distracted from the simpler life style it became
harder to communicate with God. Storm clouds began to brew as The Snake got
bigger. The Neolithic age started with the discovery of copper around 6000 BC.
That was a strategic invention, enabling more useful and durable tools and
weapons. Adding tin to copper created bronze by about 3000 BC in some areas
like Greece, thus the start of the Bronze Age. Meanwhile in Southern Russia you
have your steppe peoples domesticating the horse and inventing the wheeled
chariot. They fight among themselves, as well as come under attack from people
like hordes of Chinese and Mongolians. The Chinese and Mongolians were
previously Aryan victims but quickly learned the Aryans war technology. Well,
time to move on, no surprise Aryans used their war technology to conduct
lightning cavalry raids on agricultural settlements to the more fertile lands
to the north, west, and south of them. By then only the shaman or yogi could
still communicate with God easily. The largest war in history to that point,
also about 3000 BC, was discussed in the Mahabharata book. Dr. Reddy could
tell you all about that. "By the Iron Age, about 500 BC, there was already a history of larger wars,
and Alexander the 'Great' died in 323 BC after conquering much of the known world.
That is, until he ran into the Scythians. Some of them capitulated after a hard
fight, but other tribes wore down Alexander's resolve to conquer all who opposed
him. The belligerent Sycthians used attack and retreat across the steppes so much
that Alexander gave up and turned south into India, even though his men wanted to
go home. When the Indians nearly killed Alexander himself in a bloody battle, his
soldiers freaked out and annihilated all the civilians in the city. The other Indian
kings got word, put aside their differences, and formed an army three hundred
thousand strong. The Greeks got scared and threatened mutiny. Now that Alexander
felt the pain of some near death experience karma, he decided it was time to go
head back west. Funny how tyrannical attitudes change when they feel some of the
pain and fear they cause. Anyway, the Golden Age dates can be debated, but in my
opinion it was when people were more interested in spirituality than materiality."
John: "Well, that's an interesting history lesson. So what does the shaman have
to say about war? Presumably self-defense is part and parcel of every culture,
and you yourself have been initiated into the warrior society. So, how much
spirituality translates into how much ability to defend yourself in war?"
Red: "Like most sane people the shaman prefers peace, especially because he
needs peace and quiet to commune with the Great Spirit. The more silent the
silence, the closer to God. Again, the greater the negativity or mental
disturbance, the less spiritual the ways. The warrior protects his society as
best he can, but the wisest shaman spends less and less time concerned with
material matters, and instead lives apart from society, spending increasing
amounts of time out of the body while in the spirit world. Eventually, they
consider themselves to be more residents of the spirit world than humans on
earth, regardless of what is happening on earth. Like Jesus said, his kingdom
was not of this world.
"Like I implied before, the more the Blackfoot have been pushed around, the
weaker our culture has become. Now it is just a depressed shadow of its former
self. Too many drink liquor instead of pursuing austerities. But the
mathematics of Satanic strength in numbers and the reality of technology would
have defeated the Indian eventually with or without miracles from our side.
Near-total capitulation was necessary to prevent total annihilation. First I
want to protect my people from predation, and then I would be happy to pursue
the life of a medicine man. You can tell the real saints by their speaking
about the need for peace as opposed to satanic people who are so full of
ignorance, fear and greed they wage 'pre-emptive' wars. Those scriptures that
encourage violence and war were written either by spiritual amateurs, or sages
who felt they needed to convey wisdom expressed in the belligerent language of
the common people just to get their attention. Anyway, getting back to your
serpent dream, you need an ally."
John: "OK, what can you do for me" I'll be happy to talk to your medicine man.
I'll have two and a half weeks for Christmas break."
Red: "OK, but I meant spirit ally who can assist your getting closer to God."
"Sounds good to me. Do you think it would be an animal spirit ally like you've
got, or what?"
"Probably not. Like I said, historically they have helped us survive given our
Paleolithic ways in the wilderness and using their help has been traditional,
but your life is obviously different. Your ally would probably be more in line
with the common understanding of a god."
John: "Well, aren't we all supposed to have a guardian angel already?"
Red: "So how many times has your guardian angel succeeded in giving you an
audience with God?"
"Zero, so I guess it's not their job, they just provide some protection I
suppose. What would the shaman say?"
"I don't know. If a plant were used, the god of the plant would be the conduit
to God. Time will tell. Well, I'm a little tired, think I'll head back and
turn in."
It was getting late for early risers, so they called it a night and headed back
to their dorm room. The campus cop Schmidt that escorted them to the Dean's
office and a suited plainclothes detective were waiting for them in the hall
outside their room.
Chapter 4: Damsel in Distress
When the boys saw the two men outside their room, all they could think was, now
what? The detective was about age fifty-eight, graying crew-cut hair, five
foot nine inches, about two hundred twenty beer-belly pounds.
When they got within ten feet of the men, the detective showed them his badge
as they walked up, introduced himself as being with the Missoula police,
detective Morrow. The campus cop Schmidt said nothing and just scowled at the
boys.
"Is it true that you boys ate dinner at the residence of Lana Forbes last
night?"
John said, "Yes sir. She is my anthropology instructor, and invited us to
dinner to discuss anthropology. Why, is something wrong?"
Morrow: "She's missing, and it appears you boys were the last ones to see her."
John: "Missing? Are you sure?! Have you talked to her dad?"
Morrow: "Yes, but Mr. Forbes has no knowledge of where she is. She was to fly
to D.C. this Sunday to visit for the holidays, now suddenly she does not
answer the phone, and has not returned to her house, nor did she appear for
work today at school. Her car is still in her garage. At that dinner did she
discuss any of her plans for the next few days?"
John: "No, the topic did not come up, she just extended another invitation to
come to dinner again at some time in the future, and we left." Red nodded in
agreement.
Morrow: "Well, here's my card, call me if you think of anything that might help
us locate her, OK?"
"Sure. I hope it's nothing serious. Everybody likes her."
Morrow: "Maybe not everybody. Are you going to be in town over Christmas?"
"Well, no, Red here has invited me to visit with his folks in Browning, but
we'll be sure to call you if I think of anything that might help."
Again Red nodded in agreement, happy to let John do the talking. The two
officers walked off, leaving John and Red stunned, and worried. Had Lana
really vanished? Were they suspects in her disappearance? John unlocked the
door and they went into the room.
Red: "This is really getting weird. What's going on?"
"Pardner, I wish I knew, I'm getting a little spooked too. Maybe she just took
off to do something and got delayed, at least I hope it is something simple
like that. I'll check with the anthropology department tomorrow to see if she
shows up. She still needs to do the grading for the course I'm in. She's too
responsible to just take off without finishing up."
Red: "Well, they probably won't formally classify her as a missing person until
she's been gone three days without contact. You don't think the cops suspect
us, do you?"
John: "Well, at least we're not on the top of their short list anymore. But
don't worry, I'm sure she'll come back and apologize for worrying everybody.
I'm just wondering, you remember she was keen about seeing the Tree of Life.
You don't think she did something dumb and took a drug of some kind to try to
enable that?"
Red: "I sure hope not, she could hurt herself real easy trying a stunt like
that. You know her better than I do, what do you think? Did you think she was
so hot about it she really wanted the experience right away?"
John: "I don't know, women have always been a mystery. I suspect being a rich
kid she might be in the habit of getting what she wants when she wants it.
I've heard other students talking about doing drugs, so I guess like most
campuses there are drugs around if somebody wants to find them. You read her
thesis, was there anything in it suggesting her own predisposition to using
drugs or plants to commune with the spirit world?"
"No such overt favoritism that I recall, it was more objective. Anyway, we're
just speculating. Let's get some sleep."
Neither of them slept very well that night. At 4:30 AM there was a knock at the
door. John bailed out of bed, put on a pair of jeans, and answered it.
"I'm sorry to wake you, but I'm Sherman Forbes. I'm hoping you can help me find
my daughter Lana. The police tell me you guys were the last to see her. I will
pay you well if you can tell me anything to help me find her."
Mr. Forbes was about fifty, five foot eleven inches, a good tan for winter, a
fit 180 pounds, graying at the temples. He had dark spots under his eyes
apparently due to fatigue and insomnia. Red was getting dressed by then, and
John could only wonder what was going through his mind, given one of 'them'
was rousting him out of bed at this hour. John sure hoped Red would keep cool;
John would do the talking to prevent any 'frank exchange of views.' Rather
than get fully dressed he quickly donned his sheepskin coat and cowboy
boots, then closed the door behind him as he walked into the hallway.
"I'm John Anderson. Mr. Forbes, let's have a talk in the lounge." They quickly
walked downstairs into the common lounge area.
"I consider Lana a good teacher and friend so I'll help any way I can. But like
I told the police, we just ate dinner and talked, then left about eight in the
evening. She was all smiles and seemed to enjoy the conversation, and even
invited us back for another dinner at sometime in the future. I can't believe
she is missing. Are you sure she isn't just visiting somebody?"
"I'm sure. She promised to call me two days ago about finalizing her departure
time to visit for the holidays, but no call. She would have at least have
notified me if she were going to be out of reach for more than a day. I'm very
worried and I want her back with me, safe. I am willing to pay. Now what clues
can you give me about her? Was she seeing anyone romantically?"
"I don't know her that well, I'm just her student, and she never brought that
topic up. I'm just as befuddled as you are. My only thought is, as you know
she did her master's thesis on Indian religions. She liked my term paper on the
Tree of Life vision that indigenous cultures have talked about. At her place
we talked about how Indians get their visions, and I got the impression she was
tired of talking about it, and wanted to experience such visions herself. We
tried to talk her out of that kind of thinking, given all the trouble people
get into with drugs. Do you think she might have tried to find some plant or
drug to get a vision? I got the impression she is in the habit of getting her
way."
Forbes: "I know what you are talking about. It's a long shot, but it's the only
clue I've got to go on. Your roommate is Indian, can he find who sells that
kind of stuff she might be after?"
John: "My friend Red Horse is a warrior of the Blackfoot Nation. That probably
means little to you, but he is keenly aware of the role of the government,
especially the BIA and oil companies, in damaging his people and culture. Lana
mentioned your ties to both of those outfits, so I doubt Red will be excited
to help you. If he did, it would be for Lana, or maybe for information that
might help the Blackfoot."
"Your friend may think I'm the Devil, but I was only a junior BIA lawyer,
spending two years there after passing the bar, working on contract compliance
with federal regulations. I had nothing to do with policy. It gave me some
experience in oil and gas law, and I was lucky to partner up with some
wildcatters and venture capitalists that won some oil exploration leases in the
Gulf of Mexico. Now, I'm not above begging or paying, whatever it takes, I
want my daughter back safe, and fast."
"Well, no promises, but I'll run it past Red. I'll be back."
John relayed what Mr. Forbes said, and awaited Red's response. Red was not at
all impressed. He could see himself getting framed, and it would be his own
fault for trying to help somebody like Forbes.
"So, he expects me to believe he knows nothing about why the BIA exists? He
lies."
"Well, maybe, but frankly I think he is telling the truth. He just wants his
daughter back, and is willing to pay. There seems to be little risk in trying,
and maybe you could name your price. It's up to you."
"Ask him how much information his money will buy at the BIA. Tell him I want
audits of the entire operation from its nasty inception, or no deal."
"OK, I'll run it by him."
Forbes was silent for a moment, wondering if he had it in him to bribe
information out of his former co-workers. Yes, he would do it for Lana, but
audits of the entire history of BIA operations would be a monumental task that
would not get done anytime soon, if at all. Forbes decided he should not risk
lying, better to counter-offer with cash.
"Such an audit would take a lot of time, and I have no idea if I could bring it
off anyway. I'm willing to pay him $10,000 right now to try to help me, even
if the effort fails."
Meanwhile, Red's conscience was torn. Yes, he liked Lana, but only if she had
nothing to do with bugging his room. And how could he know if she did or
didn't? If she was innocent and he could have helped save her life, he would
never forgive himself. If she was guilty, he would have helped his enemy. Then
John came back into the room with the counter-offer.
"Well Red, Forbes doesn't want to promise a BIA audit that he might not be able
to deliver on, at least anytime soon, so he's offering you ten grand. That
could buy a lot of Blackfoot kids some doctor checkups. What do you think?"
"I think that is probably true. OK, $10,000 cash up front, and another $10,000
if I personally succeed in getting her back. But I still want any information
he can squeeze out of his former co-workers at the BIA. I work alone; any cops
anywhere near me and I quit and keep the $10,000."
Back down the stairs, and Forbes was wondering if he should have offered more
when he saw John's un-expressive face. John made the counter-offer, and Forbes
was happy to accept. "OK, introduce me to your buddy, and I'll write him a
check. Let's get going!"
Forbes, to Red in the dorm room: "Hi, I am Sherman Forbes, Lana's father. I
want to thank you for helping me, and here is a good check for $10,000 as a
retainer. As soon as I can I will try to find out what the BIA is up to and
report back to you." He extended his hand for a handshake, and got an
unenthusiastic limp handshake out of Red. Forbes continued:
"I guess John's theory is that she may have wanted to try a sort of vision
quest on her own. Maybe all that academic study instilled a thirst for the
real experience. Do you think you could find out where she might have tried to
buy some drugs or plants?"
Red: "No promises of success, but I'll ask around. We'll start with peyote,
because she was asking me if I had ever used it, did the Native American
Church ever let white people attend their ceremonies. Peyote is fairly
harmless. I hope she did not look for the mescal bean, which is poisonous. But
remember, no cops."
"Agreed, no cops. I've got them searching other possibilities, like abduction.
I'm staying at her place hoping the phone rings; you've got her number? Good.
Call me as soon as you get anything, OK?"
Red: "OK, I will."
Forbes shook John's hand, and scurried off to the police station to check for
news.
"Any ideas Red? Where do we start?"
"Have you got a gun?"
John: "A gun? What for? Why would we need a gun?"
Red: "Who knows, why do cops carry guns? Drugs are a touchy subject, religion
is a touchy subject, government corruption is a touchy subject, and when you
are a suspect, kidnapped girls are a touchy subject. Better safe than sorry.
So, do you or don't you have a pistol?"
"No, just an old .22 rifle in my pickup."
Red: "Can you buy a .45 semi-automatic Beretta, six inch barrel, when the gun
store opens at eight, and meet me at eight forty-five in the lounge?"
John: "Yeah, if they'll take my check. OK, whatever you say. Got any ideas?"
"Peyote buttons can cause minor vomiting before the experience sets in. A full
mescal bean causes nasty 'dry heaving' and possible death from heart attack.
If we are on the right track at all, I'm hoping she went for the peyote. But it
is scarce so everybody up here imports it from Texas. The only guy who
probably has some handy is the new Native American Church roadman. I saw
him a
couple days ago from a distance, so he's our first stop. You get the gun,
an
extra clip, a box of bullets, and a concealed carry holster for under my left
arm while I'll find out where he's at."
John: "After all you've told me about Indian spirituality, why on earth would
you go gunning for one of your own?"
Red: "I'm not 'gunning' for anybody. I'm more concerned about getting framed,
or shot in the back by cops like Schmidt and Morrow. If I thought this Indian
kid could buy a pistol this morning without a hassle I would just buy it
myself. Then give me a ride to the bank and I'll see if Forbes's check is any
good. If so, I'll pay you for the gun and give it back to you when I'm done
with it. I'm going for a little walk, see you later."
John bought two guns and holsters, one for himself. If there was anything to
Red's paranoia, he wasn't going to stand by and watch him murdered. They met
in the lounge, where John suggested he could wait for the gun reimbursement.
They skipped the check cashing at the bank to get started on the case. While
they loaded their guns in the pickup John joked, "Welcome to college!" Red just
slowly shook his head, like he couldn't believe they were doing this.
John: "Uh, Red?"
Red: "Uh, yeah."
John: "What are the odds we are going to get into a gunfight this morning?"
Red: "Zero, if no cop draws his gun on us."
John: "Sounds like fun to me."
They holstered up and put their coats on. John drove to the apartments just off
campus and parked in the apartment parking lot.
Red: "I talked to a Cheyenne fella who said the Native American Church roadman
was staying with some kin in that apartment. You stay here; I'll ask if he's
seen Lana. If I'm not back within five minutes, tell Forbes to bring the
troops."
John: "OK, got it."
Red went up the stairs, knocked on the door, and a large burly Sioux about
forty years old answered. John could not hear the conversation, but Red went
inside after a brief greeting. John was quickly up the stairs, hand on gun,
waiting outside with his ear pressed against the door, listening. The
conversation was too muffled to hear, so he watched for cops.
Red to Standing Elk: "A Cheyenne friend said you were recruiting for the
Church. Got any new recruits lately?"
"Well, I've talked to a few people. Why, you wanna join?"
"Already in. I'm looking for Lana Forbes, about twenty-three, pretty blond gal.
I tried to talk the white girl out of using plants for visions, but I'm
thinking
maybe she did it anyway. You seen her?"
Standing Elk: "No. I'm not looking for that kind of trouble."
Red could tell by the weak denial he was lying. He heard a weak female cough
coming from a rear bedroom.
"Brother, I admire your work, but I should warn you there is some real big heat
about to come down on both of us if she gets hurt. The cops are looking for
her and anybody connected with her disappearance. Am I starting to get through
to you?"
"I respect people's privacy, especially when they pay for it. Maybe you should
leave."
Red: "If I leave now, it will be to call the cops." Red let Standing Elk see
him grasp something inside his coat, under his left arm. Red's steely glare
left no doubt in the big man's mind this kid was ready to play some serious
hardball. Standing Elk suddenly decided he could refund a donation to the
church if Lana asked for her money back. Red saw the retreat in his eyes.
"What did you give her, how much, when?"
"I ran out of peyote last week. She wouldn't wait for more coming from Texas,
so she insisted on the mescal bean. I only gave her half a bean night before
last, and she's still sick."
"Bad idea. Take me to her, now. Go in front of me, no sudden moves."
Standing Elk went to the rear bedroom door, gave a knock, and said "Lana,
sorry, there's somebody here to see you."
Red spoke up: "Lana, it's me, Red Horse. I'm coming in." No response. Red
ordered Standing Elk inside, then saw a ghostly, sick Lana sprawled on the
bed, spitting into the trashcan.
"Lana, get cleaned up. You're going to the hospital."
"No, I can't! I'll lose my job if anybody finds out."
Lana's voice was weak, and hoarse.
"Your father is here, and he's worried you may have been kidnapped. The police
are looking for you. Your body is telling you it is poison or you wouldn't
still be
sick. Better to find a new job than die."
"Mind your own business!"
"The police think John and I were the last to see you, so that makes us
suspects
in your disappearance. That makes it my business. Besides, I promised
your
father I would try to find you. He's at your place; so if you want to work
it out
with him, talk to him. I don't care if you go to the Missoula hospital
or if daddy
flies you up to a Canadian emergency room, but you're going to the
hospital. If
you want to keep the police and university out of it, you need to
talk to your
dad, or I will."
"Oh, all right, give me a minute in the bathroom."
Red motioned for Standing Elk to leave the bedroom, then followed. John
heard Red's footsteps coming, and was leaning against the door trying to
hear. Red quickly
opened the front door to give John a yell to come on
up. He and Red
wound up on the floor. John immediately got disentangled
from Red with a
lightning fast draw ready for whatever, barking, "WHO'S
HE?"
As Standing Elk froze in fear, Red was getting up, and said:
"Relax Kimosabe! Holster it! Lana's still sick, so we're taking her to her dad
for his choice of hospitals. She wants it confidential, so nobody talks to the
police, the university, or anybody else. Are we agreed?"
Standing Elk and John said "yeah" in unison, as John holstered the Beretta.
John said: "Thank God she's OK, I was really getting worried. What did she
take?"
Red: "Ask her, but I doubt she's in the mood to chat."
Standing Elk was happy to have her off his hands. This was the last thing his
church needed. John knocked on the bedroom door.
"Lana, it's John Anderson. Can you walk to the truck with us?"
"No, I'm too weak."
"I hope you're decent, I'm coming in. I'm going to carry you down." After Lana
finished washing John helped put on her coat, picked her up and carried her to
the truck. Red sat in the middle of the bench seat in case Lana needed to roll
down the window. Lana looked so sick and weak neither John nor Red spoke to
her so she would not vomit while trying to answer them.
John stopped at the nearest pay phone so Red could explain the situation to
Forbes. After fighting back tears, Forbes instructed Red to meet him at the
airport, while he cooked up a story to take the cops off the case. At the
airport he gave Lana a hug, but was too emotional to say much, yet. He gave
Red another $10,000 check, and said:
"You don't know how much this means to me. I hope you like to read, because you
will be getting a full inside report from me on whatever the BIA is up to. I
put a call into an old BIA co-worker this morning, and he's agreed to tell me
everything he knows."
Red managed a big smile for him. As they looked into each other's eyes and
shook hands, a bond of admiration was forged. Forbes then had his private jet
fly them out, heading north, maybe the Cranbrook B.C. hospital. The Canadians
would not be talking to the Missoula police or the university, so after the
indignity of the emergency room Lana would be 'out of the woods.'
John declined the $1,000 Red offered for his assistance, but got a refund on
the guns less a twenty-dollar 'restocking fee' charged by the perturbed gun
dealer. John then drove Red to the bank. After the manager verified good funds
backing up Sherman's checks, Red did a wire transfer of the $20,000 to a bank
account the Blackfoot Reservation had for charitable giving to its needy. Red
would let his dad and the other fund directors decide how to use the money.
For an hour Red's new nickname was 'Easy Money.'
Chapter 5: White Eagle
John decided to cut one of the microphone wires to disable it, but re-attached
the bug under Red's desk so the bugger would not know they knew it was there.
If anybody came to inspect why it was not working maybe he would see them so
they could have a little talk. John wished he had the money for a camera
setup. Meanwhile, it was December 20th, so they headed for Red's reservation in
John's pickup. Red wanted to have a talk with the medicine man White Eagle
before settling in with family visiting. Chief Mountain was a good jaunt to
the north-northeast: west on Interstate 90 to state highway 93 north, 35 along
the east side of Flathead lake, east on 2, north on 89 to Babb, north on 17,
then side roads.
Red explained to John that White Eagle lived in a modest shack, or log cabin as
White Eagle called it, not far from the Glacier Park boundary. The old man
liked to meditate in a nearby secret cave with a hot spring at the end of it.
White Eagle was a natural born shaman, never married, a genuine recluse. But
would he be on good speaking terms with Red? He wanted Red to carry on his
knowledge, not waste time learning about the material ways of white people.
And now Red Horse brings a white boy to learn the Great Spirit's medicine?
The boys were light-hearted, chatting as they drove. John couldn't help teasing
Red about his suspicions of Lana and her dad, suggesting he get a handle on
his paranoia. John turned on the radio to get some music going. The song 'Ghost
Riders in the Sky' was sort of melancholy, but Red joined John in singing
along with it. The radio reception was not so good, as the news report of
another station could be heard in the background. Had they not been singing
they might have heard the report of a private business jet that mysteriously
crashed in the Rockies near the Canadian border earlier that morning. The pilot
and two passengers were killed. John and Red looked at each other with some
humor when they sang the refrain "So cowboy change your ways, or with us you
will ride; a-tryin' to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies.
Ghost
riiders ... in the skyyy." After the song, John turned down the radio
volume
to ask Red,
"I've been meaning to ask you about my one out-of-body experience. Guess I
caught some measles bug from a classmate when I was in grade school. So I'm
lying down on the couch, burning up with fever, in and out of consciousness,
sometimes dreaming. Next thing I know, I am up on the ceiling against the far
wall, looking down at myself. There is a silver cord connecting my floating
body to the body on the couch. Needless to say it was real weird. All I could
do is look and wonder. Then it dawns on me that maybe I'm dead, and as soon as
I get scared I'm right back in my physical body again, wondering what that was
all about. Then the fever increases and I'm up on the ceiling again. This went
on for about half an hour, so I yell at my mom and tell her about it, and she
says I was just dreaming. Well, we both know the difference between dreaming,
and being fully awake but out of the body. So my question is, you say it is
easier to perform spiritual feats while out of the body, how do you make sure
that no matter what you do you will come back to the body and not die?"
"First of all it is always better to have expert guidance. I am very fortunate
to have White Eagle as my teacher. Secondly, we spiritual types believe we
have a sort of destiny in each incarnation on earth, and we stay down here
until we have fulfilled that destiny. In the final incarnation the last
lessons
have been learned. When we drop the carcass vehicle, we often take a last
look as our incarnation experiences pass before our eyes, enjoy the review,
and we ascend. So don't worry about dying just because you are out of the
body. As long as the silver cord lifeline remains intact, you will live, no
matter how far you go, because it will stretch indefinitely."
It was about noon when the boys finally plowed their way through the snow
near White Eagle's cabin, aided by the four-wheel drive. They made it to
within a block of the shaman's place before getting high-centered on a big
snowdrift. Fortunately John kept a
shovel in the pickup bed; he would dig
them out after visiting White Eagle.
They walked up to the shack and
could see by the exit tracks the Elder was
probably at the cave.
Red saw White Eagle's cream-colored mustang Sky Dancer by the woods, pawing
through the snow to find some grass. Red whistled, and he came over to greet
them. Red gave him a handful of oats out of the barrel on the porch, and John
did also to introduce himself. Then the boys waited in the pickup with the
motor idling and the heater on. It was pretty cold, with the usual Western
breeze blowing off the Rocky Mountains. A multitude of crystalline snowflakes
drifted
off the branches of tall pine and fir trees. It was pristine beautiful, making
John wish for a camera.
Sometimes Red was content to sit in silence, thinking. John wondered what it
was that took him so deep in thought.
"So Red, what do you think about when you are just sitting quietly? Sometimes
you seem to get a little somber."
"I was just thinking about my friend Leonard Peltier, a Chippewa from North
Dakota. He's running out of patience with the government's Indian genocide
agenda. I'm afraid they will target him, maybe kill or jail him to stop his
leadership and activism. Well, I guess it doesn't do any good to worry about
what might happen."
"True, I've never gotten much out of worrying. Planning is one thing, but
worrying is a waste of time."
Red: "By the way John, I forgot to mention I read another yoga book at the
library."
John: "You've been holding out on me? What did it say?"
"Well, it covered the same ground as Dr. Reddy's, but went into more detail.
Eventually yoga releases strong energy that rises up from the base of the
spine up into the brain. That phenomenon is the origin of the caduceus medical
symbol, but today's doctors have no clue about its real meaning. Apparently it
has substantial power to expand consciousness, and is not a toy. If it gets
misdirected like into the sex organs you could go insane. Gradually, inevitably
with ongoing yoga practice more and more energy current flows until there are
no more restrictions to it in the nervous system. The full effect in the brain
results in a state of higher consciousness called 'cosmic consciousness.' That
is the glorious state of exalted life whereby the divine within automatically
guides you to righteousness. The book just went on and on about the bliss, the
expanded powers, and the internal light seen by the 'third eye' which is why
various cultures historically have called it 'enlightenment.' It reminded me of
Plato's 'Allegory of the Cave' description in his book The Republic. It is the
culmination of millions of lifetimes on earth, all the lessons have been learned,
reincarnation is over and the soul finally graduates off the earth plane of
existence the next time the gross physical vehicle, the body, dies. Until then,
the stronger the earthly desire and the weaker the ability to fulfill it, the
deeper and longer the hell."
John: "Wow! Far out. Or far in might be more accurate."
Red: "However, they never seem to tell you how long it will take. The attitude
is supposed to be it does not matter, even if it takes another lifetime, just
stay on track and keep doing yoga. Gradually your vices drop off, fat people
lose weight, thinking clears up, intuition is stronger and stronger, and life
in general improves so it is self-reinforcing. Once you get to cosmic consciousness
you actually don't need to do the exercises anymore, the goal of earth life has
been accomplished. Meanwhile on the behavioral side, yoga recommends the person
not get so involved in daily workaday life that the yoga exercises are skipped.
Aspirants on the path should avoid any kind of negativity that might distract
them from the path, even if it involves enduring injustice."
John: "That is fascinating! I'd like to read that book. But that brings up a timely
topic. I can just imagine getting caught up in some sort of dissension with
our adversaries at school. Maybe you are right to 'turn the other cheek,' if it
means the difference between success and failure at yoga. Anyway, sounds
pretty good to me. I am really looking forward to quizzing Dr. Reddy in more
detail when he gets back. But to tell you the truth, I am a little nervous
about meeting White Eagle. If he is half the shaman you say he is, he's going
to read me like a book. Do you think he might be in cosmic consciousness?"
"Probably."
"Well, when he sees how dumb I am about spiritual matters, will he bother to
teach the white kid anything? I have decided I would like to be initiated into
the Blackfoot Nation as a warrior, if you guys will have me."
Red smiled, pleased that John wanted to be one of them. He just might come in
handy.
Red: "I think so, but remember he is first going to work on me to forget white
man's school and replace him as medicine man. Once I get past that I will ask
if he would supervise your initiation into the Blackfoot tribe as a warrior. But
are you sure you want to endure the pain of that process?"
John: "Yes, I want Truth, and if it takes suffering to visit the spirit world
sooner rather than later, so be it. However, one thing that still puzzles me
is this whole idea of nonviolence, even in self-defense. Supposedly the idea is
that non-violence is some sort of pre-requisite to higher spiritual
development.
You mentioned that the reason a shaman does not hold a grudge
against
anybody is because such a mental distraction would interfere with his
ability
to ascend to the higher spirit planes. Given your grudges against the
government and anybody else engaged in injustice, won't those attitudes defeat
you if someday you do want become a medicine man?"
Red: "You make a good point. It's an issue I frequently think about. I guess
when push comes to shove you have to let the material issues go so you can
ascend higher. I suspect that would be a gradual transition. It's something I
want to talk to White Eagle about. He has a strong will, and I will have to
keep my wits about me to defend my decision to follow my father's wishes and
become a lawyer. But truthfully, one thing I hope for is to get routine access
to some cosmic powers that would help my people even more than my trying to
squeeze justice out of the government. The Great Spirit has the power to impose
justice on anyone or anything, but it takes so long to develop access. And
like I said before, by the time you get that lofty access you are so far
removed
from material concerns you forget there was a place called earth that
has some
humans that need a whipping. So this is the proposition I have for
White Eagle:
the only way I would consider being his apprentice is if he could
assist me to
believe, based upon my personal experience, that additional 'powers' would
be
better to cultivate than a legal education."
"Red, maybe I'm immature about these things, but the 'powers' idea sure twangs
my intuition as the potentially more effective. Lawyers can be hired, but a
genuine shaman with powers is apparently a rare item. What would White Eagle
say if you asked him for a demonstration of one of his powers that would help
the tribe economically or politically?"
"I suspect I'd get the same response as the last time I asked him that, namely
it's like the Chief of the tribe interrupting a conversation with the Great
Spirit just to change a baby's diapers. It just ain't gonna happen."
John: "Well, OK, so I guess it's a stand-off. But how old is he? If medicine
man training is such a long-term proposition, whom besides you can he train
how quickly before he passes on? All that knowledge lost to the tribe would be
a shame."
"He was born in 1887 so that makes him eighty-three. I hope I've got his health
if I make it to that age, but you never know. My concern is that he gets bored
with earth life compared to one of his spiritual trips and he just keeps going,
or God might offer him a promotion he can't refuse."
John: "I just thought of something. It's no doubt presumptuous of me, but if I
ever were in a position to get training to access higher consciousness, I
could
be persuaded to postpone college indefinitely. If I became a warrior of
the
tribe, would I be eligible for advanced spiritual training of some kind?
My point
is that I wonder if we sweetened the deal, he gets not one but two
trainees,
could he figure how to enable more practical application of the
capabilities?
After all, is it not the responsibility of the medicine man to
use all his powers
to assist his tribe? Wait a minute. Wait a minute!"
Red: "What?"
John: "That's it!"
Red: "That's what?"
John: "I've got it!"
Red: "Speak, Kimosabe!"
John: "Clair-voyance!"
Red: "Kimosabe, what can one of your old girlfriends do to help?"
John: "No, dummy, and stop calling me meathead. This is good stuff.
Clairvoyance means seeing the future. Anybody who can see the future can
maneuver to take advantage of what he already knows is going to happen. Just
think of the possibilities!"
Red: "Whoa, slow down cowboy, I've got a problem with that. You are implying that
you could change the future? By definition, if the future can be foreseen, it
is fixed, destiny, and you cannot change it."
John: "Well, did White Eagle tell you that?"
Red: "I expect that is what he would say. OK, I'll run it past him to find out. If
you are right, I'll eat crow."
John went on and on about the benefits of seeing the future: preventing wars
and catastrophes, the stock and commodities markets and fair distribution of
wealth, they could create utopia. After a few minutes of fantasies John
wondered how long it would be before White Eagle showed up.
"Have I been marooned by Red Man Red Horse?"
Red chuckled and advised that John learn to be more patient. Besides, Red
wanted to talk to White Eagle first, give him the whole background on the
boys' recent experiences, and ask him about clairvoyance and other matters. He
would even show him Dr. Reddy's yoga book, and then hopefully invite John to
join them. As a child White Eagle was kidnapped to learn English at Indian
boarding school like the other children, but escaped after three days and
never went back, so Red would have to translate.
John asked: "Well, should we do some chores for him while we're waiting?"
"Not much to do. Maybe later you could chop some wood and fill a couple water
buckets. White Eagle bathes in the early morning so you could re-chop a hole
in the ice; there's a pick in the cabin."
"Does he actually jump into the creek through that hole?"
"Yeah, he's done it nearly every day, all his life. I do it when I can."
"I noticed you take cold baths."
Red: "The mystics have done it for ages. It helps keep the demons like anger
spirits away, and assists higher consciousness by re-wiring the brain. You'll
get used to it. It's the source of the idea of 'baptism,' which these days has
mostly been watered down to a quick one-time dunking or dribbling on the
forehead. Baptism used to be a genuine spiritual sacrifice when ancient
cultures used cold morning baths."
Twenty minutes later they saw the Elder coming out of the trees. White Eagle
was buck naked, with clouds of steam blowing off of him.
Red: "One of his powers is generating internal heat."
"Wow, I'll bet it helps his self-esteem!" John was stunned. Without his
sheepskin coat and heater on full blast he would be frozen. Red humped through
the snowdrifts to greet White Eagle. White Eagle was smiling broadly at Red as
he approached, but said nothing, instead motioned Red to join him in his
cabin. They were inside for about half an hour; meanwhile John dug the snow out
from underneath the truck. Red walked back outside and got John's attention by
arm motion indicating he should come.
"He wants to talk to you," Red advised as John got within twenty yards of the
cabin.
White Eagle was wrapped in a wool blanket, staring into the fire. The boys
seated themselves on buffalo robes on the wooden plank floor, facing the
Elder, with Red's blazing fire in the fireplace off to their right side to keep
them warm. The slender shaman was about five foot eight inches tall, maybe 140
pounds, long gray hair, and large brilliant brown eyes under squinting eyelids.
John had a light, giddy feeling of joy he could not explain; this man had
spiritual power! Talk about charisma, the old man radiated peaceful bliss. The
Elder closed his eyes for a minute, then opened them and smiled at John. He
spoke to Red Horse in a soft, slow, whisper: "Tell him to come within arm's
length of me, look into my eyes, and tell me what he sees."
Red relayed the request, so John shyly kneeled down in front of the old shaman,
and looked into his eyes, not knowing what it was all about. It seemed
impolite and brazen, but as he continued to gaze into the man's pupils he lost
all hesitancy, and felt a tingling up his spine, followed by a rush of
euphoria. Involuntarily John suddenly shut his eyes, laughed, and said, "I see
my self!"
Red smiled, and the shaman intuited John's response without translation. White
Eagle said:
"He is already on his spiritual path, let him continue. There are several
spokes in the wheel, but they lead to the same center."
Red, to White Eagle: "He will be very disappointed."
John was impatient: "What did he say?"
Red repeated it for John, who suddenly got a defeated look, silently looking at
the floor. White Eagle spoke up:
"He already has the heart of a warrior, perhaps we will visit the Great Spirit
without using plants or pain, if he agrees to continue with the path he is on.
Stay with me for awhile." He smiled and motioned to John to rise.
Red explained the old man's wishes to John. John brightened up considerably,
and said:
"OK with me, how about you Red?"
"Like I said, he has a strong will. He wants to work on both of us to forget
school. Are you sure you're up for this?"
"You bet, I'll take the Great Spirit over ignorance any day!"
"Well, as you can see White Eagle has about enough nuts, dried fruit and such
to keep a squirrel alive. I'm not in the mood to fast for 'awhile,' which
could be two weeks. I'll have to get some groceries." Red rubbed his stomach,
making White Eagle smile.
John: "OK, here's forty bucks, that should be enough for a couple week's grub
for us, and maybe White Eagle wants something too. While you're gone I'll try
to earn my keep by gathering and chopping firewood, then I'll fill the water
pails at the creek and chop the ice hole."
White Eagle could see by John's excitement his offer was accepted. He said to
Red:
"I return to the cave. We will speak more tonight." All three went outside.
White Eagle left for the cave and the boys stayed to talk.
"Here's an extra twenty if you need dishes or supplies. Here's the pickup keys,
drive careful."
"OK, thanks. You want anything special?"
"No, but you'll probably want to fill the gas tank."
Red left for town, while John did his chores. When Red returned he put the
groceries away, as John got in Sky Dancer's good graces with a bag of oats.
White Eagle's place was a little shy of cupboard space and such amenities, so
most of the goods were set on the floor. It was almost too dark so see, so Red
expected White Eagle soon. The boys were a little tired from the day's
festivities, but lit a pine torch, started a fire, did their yoga exercises
and ate dinner.
Chapter 6: The Elder's Gift
In front of the fireplace, John said: "Red, I forgot to ask you what White
Eagle said about the yoga book."
"He was very interested. He says he sees a good change in me, and had me show
him the exercises. He is more limber than I am, and had no difficulty with the
ideal positions. He was really impressed. I was surprised."
John: "What about clairvoyance?"
"He said he would talk to both of us about it, so we'll see."
They sat on buffalo robes talking and staring into the fire, waiting for White
Eagle. Red told John about a session he had with a BIA policeman in the store.
"I was shopping when an old friend saw me as he was leaving the store and
teasingly asked 'Hey Red Horse, you flunk out of school already?' So I tease
him back saying 'No, I passed the bar exam so I got to skip school.' Then he
says 'What do you hear from Little Hawk?' And I said 'Nothing for two months
now, I'm getting worried about him.' Then he starts in about he should never
have gone over there, those Asian people have never done anything to us. Of
course I agree with him, saying it was really evil to force kids to kill a
million babies just for more money in the fascists' pockets. So there's this
BIA cop comes around the aisle, like he's been listening to our conversation,
giving me a dirty look like he hates my guts, but he doesn't say anything. I
wouldn't bring it up, but it was the 'evil eye' he gave me, no mistake, he
wanted me dead. It kind of spooked me. Anyway, my friend says good luck in
school and leaves, and I finish shopping and leave. Sure enough this cop
follows me out of town for about a mile, then turns around and goes back to
town. It was weird."
John: "Well, so the guy's no doubt a psycho-fascist supporter of the war, ignore
the
idiot. No point in getting paranoid over every low-life that comes down the
pike. Just forget it."
The conversation shifted to things they would talk to White Eagle about like
yoga, and what could be done with 'powers', how long would it take to develop
them, and so on. They waited until nine in the evening, but still no White
Eagle, so they rolled into the buffalo robes and talked. The Elder finally
showed up about midnight, all smiles, like somebody just told him a funny joke.
The boys stood up out of respect, and he motioned them to sit back down, but
Red first got him a small bowl of vegetable stew, as he was a vegetarian. As
the Elder ate in silence, the boys also remained silent. John put another log
on the fire. White Eagle finished the stew, and spoke:
"You boys have proven you have hearts of warriors. You have faced evil without
fear, and that takes courage. But it takes even greater courage to not engage
in violence, or even anger, no matter what the provocation. Our brother John
has recent thoughts about defending Red Horse from that policeman in the
store. Much violence has been done in the name of defense, but it is the Great
Spirit who decides who is good and who is evil, who will be rewarded and who
will be punished. You are not ready for higher spiritual training unless you
accept the will of God and adopt non-violence as a way of life. Do you
understand?"
After Red finished translating, John looked at Red in awe. How did White Eagle
know about Red's run-in with that cop? Even if he knew English and was
listening outside the shack he would not have been able to hear what Red said
in his soft voice. John asked Red:
"But how could he have seen what went on in the store if he was down in that
cave? How can he read my thoughts?"
"His so-called 'third eye' is open. It enables the shaman to see everything for
miles around if he wants to, including your thoughts registered in your aura!"
John was mentally overwhelmed. He bowed down before the old man, and
Red
followed suit. White Eagle got down on his knees as well, laughing,
pretending
curiosity over why the boys were suddenly so interested in the floor
planks.
Apparently he did not want to be worshipped, just listened to. He
motioned
them to sit back down, so they did, still stunned, staring into his
luminous
eyes. It was the most profound moment in John's life. As the
medicine man
spoke they were glued to every word.
"We become what we dream. You dream to be men of knowledge; it is
knowledge you shall have. The highest knowledge is of the Great Spirit. Your
happiness tonight is due to an acceleration of your return to the Great Spirit."
He paused while Red translated, then continued:
"You have been born into very difficult circumstances for spiritual progress,
but as of today you have proven yourselves worthy of advanced spiritual
training. But the desires of the teacher must be adopted as the desires of the
student. This is not a little boy's game. Only a serious and dedicated man
follows the path I have walked and that you now walk. Some have walked slowly,
some quickly. Young men are always impatient to arrive at the goal, but
sometimes that impatience causes distractions from the will of the Great
Spirit."
Red suddenly felt guilty. He was in a quandary as his gaze went to the floor.
John sensed it and gave him a little nudge to get him over his catatonia and
give the translation. They again focused on White Eagle's eyes as he continued.
"God has created humanity for His amusement, just as a gardener plants a flower
seed in the dirt for his amusement. As the flower seeks the light, it grows up
into the light. As it keeps its attention on the sun it begins to feel more and
more like it is the sun. As you grow up into the light of God you will feel
more and more like His Sons. But you must stay focused on the light, not return
to the mud just because there are other seeds still down there. The Supreme
Gardner knows they are still there waiting their turn."
Red could see his law degree blowing away in the wind. John was enthralled by
the Elder's words.
White Eagle: "Avoid getting lost back down there in the darkness where Evil
lurks. That is the state of ignorance; be happy you now leave it behind. The
Evil One has many many ways to trick you into engaging him so you will rejoin
him and become like him. Do not do it. You must be alert to ignore his
deceptions. If you ascend to the brilliance of Knowledge, then fall to the
depth of ignorance again; you will continue to experience suffering. Do you
understand?"
The boys eagerly asserted their understanding and acquiescence. John wanted to
ask about avoiding 'civilized' life altogether. The shaman seemed to anticipate
his question.
"The warrior's heart enables him to attack injustice. But the greatest warrior
has grown his courage into enduring injustice if need be so he can keep
focused on the Great Spirit's will. Some are tricked into seeking justice by
playing the games of the unjust. There are no limits to the Evil One's lures
to trap you. Some men are doomed by their desires for money, power, lust. Some
want to help others by showing the light of Truth, but look for Truth in the
darkness of ignorance. The way to help others is to become enlightened, and
then you can show them the light on the path to greatest happiness. Never
forget it."
Red suddenly felt a great load fall from his shoulders. He was starting to feel
a little schizophrenic, trying to serve two fathers giving him contrary
instructions. He resolved to get to cosmic consciousness as fast as he could,
then show his family the way. John also got the point.
"Purify your hearts of the injustices done to you and your loved ones, and be
free of the memories of Evil. The memories of Evil are like thorns, grasping
at your attention as you try to advance. If you let them succeed, Evil wins and
you lose as you descend back into the complicated life. Remember, there is no
substitute for living the simple life, even if it seems lonely. The worker bee
flies off alone, but once he has found the flower field, then he can come back
to tell the hive, just as I now tell you."
The humble cabin was effulgent with spirituality. The young men's hearts and
minds were wide open, soaking up his wisdom, and eager for more. John had a
fleeting thought he would get a tuition refund, get their stuff, buy a trailer
or build a cabin, and settle in if White Eagle would have him.
"The Great Spirit knows His Children want miracles to encourage their faith,
and the miracles are just above them, just as the flower grows out of the
shadows into the light. In due time, the miraculous light covers the blossoming
flower whether the flower feels ready or not. Just as the bud gives way to the
blossoming flower, so the ego of small self must give way to the Divine Ego of
the Higher Self. If the small ego seeks powers to strengthen itself, full
enlightenment is delayed. By focusing on the direction of growth alone by
seeing only the light, regardless of the speed, the soul ascends closer to
God."
As Red translated, it helped him to understand the knowledge by repeating it.
By their receptivity both teenagers were quickly becoming men, just in time.
Their master was preparing the minds of the seekers to receive seeds of
knowledge.
"Our life on earth seems so varied, so detailed, so real, so vast, how could it
possibly be an illusion? The answer lies in the greatness of God. Creation of
this vast physical universe is nothing to the Great Spirit, yet for the small
self it seems enormous even though it is just a bubble in the mud. Ignorant
people see only this colossal physical world, and wonder if they believe in a
primal cause of it. The enlightened know the cause, and regard the resulting
world as fiction, illusion, no matter how real it seems or how big it is, just
as a motion picture on the big screen seems real but it is not."
Red recognized what the Elder was saying, what the yoga book called 'maya' or
illusion. He mentioned it to John as part of the translation. John nodded, but
wondered if his imagination could keep up.
"There are many distractions that keep people lured down here in this dungeon
called earth. A wise warrior is not deceived by any of these attractions of
lower life. The wise have seen enough of it, and there is nothing down here
that can attract them any longer."
The Elder stopped speaking, apparently to make sure the short point got relayed
to John. The import of those words was not lost on Red either. What was White
Eagle saying? The boys looked at each other with some consternation. Was he
saying what they thought he was saying? The youngsters did not know it yet,
but the Elder was about to plant a seed of Knowledge in them they would never
forget.
White Eagle continued: "Love your enemies to uplift them into bliss. On earth
we are all blades of grass in God's meadow. We are of God, and to God we
return. The seeker leaves behind the noise of the physical world to find
ever-greater silence within his soul. He traces his own soul silence back to
its origin in the silence of God. Remember, the small soul, the spark of small
self, is nothing other than the flame of the Higher Self, the Great Spirit,
God. In the cave, there is only silence. You will think over and over again,
'I am the Higher Self.' That is it. That is all. I will light a pine torch.
Follow me on the path. It is very auspicious that we go to the Great Spirit's
presence during the winter solstice."
As the Elder stood up, Red did also. John did not know what to do, looking
wide-eyed at Red like a baby boy totally dependent on his mother. Red couldn't
help smiling at John's expression, then gave him the wisdom and the
instructions. John was up in an instant, ready for spiritual ascendance. They
put their boots and coats on, and walked into the cold night, down the path to
the cave. John looked up into the night sky during a rare break in the clouds,
and one star directly overhead was especially bright. Just then it blinked out,
gone. Three seconds later it blinked back on, seemingly brighter. John
wondered what could have caused that, not a plane, not a cloud. Then it dawned
on him the star had just winked at him. He was amazed, and wanted to tell Red
to look at the same star but the clouds quickly obscured it. Regardless, they
were now at the mouth of the cave.
White Eagle stooped down to enter the small cave opening. Red stooped down to
follow, then stopped and looked back toward the cabin, watching, listening,
concerned.
John asked, "What? Did you hear something?"
"No, just a feeling."
"Forget the paranoia, let's go." John passed by Red and followed the sage into
the cave. Red looked around, but could see little given the darkness, and only
heard the breeze whispering in the trees. A few steps further into the cave
John turned around to verify Red was right behind him, but he was not. Then
White Eagle spoke up, telling Red:
"You must remember, there is no more time!"
John went back outside the cave, but Red was gone, or so John thought. John did
not see that Red Horse had shape-shifted into a huge white timber wolf,
hunkered down in the snow, sniffing something serpentine in the air, and
glaring back toward the cabin. The lone white wolf had invited in one of
John's friends, Thor, when he heard his Master's admonishment. Meanwhile John
was alarmed over Red's sudden disappearance. John ran back into the cave to
tell White Eagle. He quickly remembered he did not speak Blackfoot, and instead
decided to again look for Red outside the cave. John turned back around,
stunned that Red was walking toward him, barely visible in the torchlight,
eyes downcast. Red whispered:
"Hurry, we are out of time!" Thorwolf still had the eyes of a wolf, and had no
doubt John would notice, even in the dim torchlight. John had come so far so
fast Red did not want to push his imagination too hard. Besides, tonight was a
night of celebration with the Great Spirit, not a night of mourning. He
mentally thanked Thor for the visit, then dismissed him.
John wondered what the timing issue was about, and then quickly caught up with
the Elder in the cave. He had hoped to mention the winking star to Red, but
then realized what was going on. To himself he said, 'OK, I get it.'
They walked toward the middle of the length of the cave, which had opened up
considerably the further they went. The middle cavern was relatively warm,
courtesy of the hot spring at the cave's end. The cavern area was about fifteen
feet square, and a ceiling height of about twelve feet. Ancient drawings were
on one wall: zigzag lines, a dot within a circle, and a swastika. They were
'news reports' of spiritual visions by an ancient sage. White Eagle sat on his
robe in the middle as he placed the pine torch between two rocks to keep it
upright. The boys sat facing him. He said no more, but smiled broadly at them
with his eyes full of love. Red and John did not know what to expect. Where
would the Elder take them? How far?
The shaman closed his eyes, and sat in silence as the boys followed his
example. They remembered his instruction, thinking, "I am the Higher Self" to
themselves, over and over. Within one minute, with the Elder's assistance, they
were out of their bodies, out the top of their heads, shooting up through the
night sky, and beyond. The young men then accelerated beyond imagination,
experiencing incredible bliss and divine knowledge while immersed in celestial
light. No time for amazement, the experience vanished as quickly as it came,
and they sensed they were following the Elder into a still higher plane of
existence. Suddenly black void, nothing, no sensation, and no cognizance of
anything but the sense of the presence of the three of them. By telepathy, the
Elder spoke to them:
"Do not look back, it is over. Our earth bodies have been killed by poison gas.
Now that you have seen the reality of spiritual life, you know what an
insignificant silliness earth is. We are now in the realm of desire
fulfillment, so be careful what you want, as it will be so. What is your
desire?"
Red Horse: "I am the Higher Self, One with the Great Spirit."
"You are a wise medicine man, Red-Sun-Rising. Review your earth life, then
visit God."
Red was silent for a minute, then Red's 'presence' quickly
ascended up a spindle
of light into what looked like a brilliant mini-sun in
the night sky, which then
disappeared. It was as if God had opened the door to
welcome home His son,
then closed it. John was so happy for Red he forgot to
think of his own desire.
But the Elder waited in patient silence for John's
intention. Part of John wanted
to follow his exalted friend, part of him
wanted to disseminate truth to those left
behind. Compassion won. John had
noticed the Elder used the term 'visit' with
God, so he assumed Red would be
reincarnating. Maybe he could reincarnate
first to get the effort set up by the
time Red arrived.
"I desire to enlighten humanity."
"Your desire can only be explained by God's love for His children. You have
chosen a very difficult path. So many seeds, so deep in the mud. To be
successful you will need a catalyst, a consciousness accelerant. As our earth
bodies are no longer, you will reincarnate into a family in the Himalayan
Mountains."
Suddenly John saw his whole life pass before his eyes. He and White Eagle both
ascended up into the light, reunited in God. Then as John reincarnated he heard
God's thought: "Remember you are of God."
Chapter 7: God's Sons
In the Christian Bible, the New Testament, the apostle John writes in chapter 1
verses 1-4: "In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the
Word was God. The same was in the beginning with God. All things were made by
him and without him was not any thing made that was made. In him was life and
the life was the light of men." Likewise, many of earth's religions refer to
God's sound word as the mechanism that creates and ends existence. Jewish
mystics taught that the speech of God, the Divine Word, creates and sustains
all life. In the Christian Gnostic text translated as the Triple-Formed Primal
Thought, it states God's speech pervades all things, per the theme: 'I am the
invisible one within all.' It states further: "I cry out in everyone, and they
know that a seed dwells within." In the New Testament Bible, Revelations,
Chapter 1, verse 8 the apostle John writes: "I am the Alpha and the Omega, the
beginning and the ending, saith the Lord, which is, and which was, and which is
to come, the Almighty." This latter reference is to the Greek alphabet, the
first letter being alpha or A, the last letter of which is omega, the letter O.
The Greeks inherited their alphabet from their ancestors, the Phoenicians, who
were related to the ancient Vedic Aryans. The Vedic hymns are natural sounds,
laws of nature, first cognized in the consciousness of the Seers, thousands of
years B.C.: 'The hymns seek out he who is awake.' These natural sounds also had
forms, which could be seen, and written down as Vedic symbols, and referred to as
Veda. In Sanskrit, Veda means knowledge. The root word Vid means to know, the
origin of the term video.
The primary Veda is the Rig Veda. The first letter of the Rig Veda is A, of the
first word, Agni. Agni is the primordial fire or light of the 'big bang' creation
of existence. As it says in first verse of the Hebrew (Old Testament) Torah creation
explanation, "And God said, 'Let there be light.'" The word 'ignition' comes from
Agni. The final word or sound of creation is Om, also spelled Aum but pronounced
as a long O, not as owm: the Ommm hum of the eventually dissolving universe. Of
course, all religions characterize the Supreme Being as being om-niscient,
om-nipotent, and om-nipresent.
The Hindu and Buddhist cultures of India are derived from the various Vedic
scriptures. Consider such wisdom as: "God is the syllable Om," and "Om is
Brahman, the Primeval Being. Through It one knows what is to be known." Also:
"The Cosmic Spirit utters Om and by pure will creates the various objects."
Those ancient saints said we can achieve that same state of awareness: "[That
state] is the Eternal, beyond the eternal and the transient it is a pure mass
of consciousness. In it there is no question of diversity. It is all, it is
supreme blessedness and peace, it is beyond expression. It is purest Om. It is
transcendent. It is supreme."
Other Vedic scriptures state: "Om is indeed the beginning, middle and end -
everything... One should know Om to be seated in the hearts of all. He by whom
Om is known is the real sage, and not so is any other man." Likewise, in the
Bhagavad Gita, chapter 7 verse 8, the Lord says: "I am Om, the sacred Word..."
Also: "And remembering me he utters Om, the eternal word of Brahman, he goes to
the Path Supreme." In a commentary on the Yoga Sutras it states: "Through Om
the Lord is met face to face." By saying or thinking Om we call upon the name
of God, which is a central theme of religion.
Modern physics agrees that vibrational waves can create light, and vice versa,
coalescing matter that results in physical objects. The tonoscope instrument
documents the various organic shapes that small particles like sand take when a
sound is applied to a sand-covered metal plate. When we say Om into the tonoscope,
our mouth forms the O shape, like a circle, sphere, or orb; and the vibration forms
the sand into an O ring. This illustrates the Vedic principle of name and form.
As above, so below.
Humans experience God as the source of matter, including brain cells and their
interconnections, and divine consciousness. For every structure, there is a
function, including consciousness. The more brain cell interconnections, the
'larger' the operational brain and higher the functional consciousness and ability
to understand Nature.
To simplify, we have a soul made in God's image, which manifests into an astral
body, which incarnates into a physical body. Some of us have experienced leaving
the physical body, then leaving the astral or dream body as well, residing alone
as the causal body or soul. Having shed the crude cocoon of the physical body
and then adoring God by calling His name, wave upon wave of overwhelming divine
bliss is automatic. The soul's return into the astral body, and the astral body's
return into the physical body, is quick. However, nobody will believe they can
avoid death until it is proven to them. They have to see and feel immortality for
themselves.
We will not attempt here to describe the astonishing bliss and awesome knowledge
of God awareness. Suffice it to say, all your questions about what awaits you
on the 'other side of the veil' will quickly be answered. You will know yourself
as the Supreme Being, manifested into physical objects, even into a human body
as a human being. It is no surprise to realize that all things come from God, even
humans. As it says in the Rig Veda, "Knowledge is structured in consciousness." The
higher a person's consciousness, the easier for the personal self to remember the
origin in Self, God.
The Rig Veda also mentions another way to view Heaven, serving the function of
proving by personal experience its glorious nature and availability. This
personal Heaven experience inspires faith and stimulates the pursuit of a
spiritual life. The Rig Veda expounds in flights of poetic joy about the Soma
Sacrifice, the original and genuine Holy Communion, such as: 'We have found the
light, the gods discovered.' Upon discovering God-created gods, also known as
Nature, one has greater proximity to God. Again in the Bhagavad Gita, known as
The Lord's Song, it states: "They worship me as One and as many, because they
see that all is in me. For I am the sacrifice and the offering, the sacred
gift and the sacred plant." However, the Soma plant is now nearly extinct. The
Soma Sacrifice is only available to pre-selected spiritual, adventuresome
people, under proper supervision. Only those who ascend higher than they
descend are eligible.They must be willing to travel to a distant,
sunny country for
a brief vacation. Their time, date and place of birth data
will assist in their selection,
using Vedic astrology. That astrology was used
by the three Magi or wise men,
Aryan kings, to find the youngster Jesus and start
him on the path to Enlightenment.
You will lose fear of death once you see the bliss and joy of the afterlife. The
last time you got out of your car, did you die? The last time you went to
sleep and had a lucid dream (clear astral projection), did you die? Various
people report 'out-of-body' experiences while on the operating table: "My soul
went out of my body." They continue to insist they did not die. The quality of
the bliss experienced on the real side of life is a function of the quality of
the person's brain and spiritual education, thus the emphasis on yoga. Also,
psychiatrists who speculate that the out-of-physical-body-experience is just a
brain-triggered hallucination should experience the reality of astral projection
for themselves, publish an article on it, then endure the ridicule from their
medical colleagues for talking insanely.
Again, to quote the Vedic scriptures: "The Self is of the nature of the
syllable Om. Thus the syllable Om is the very Self. He who knows It thus
enters the Self [Supreme Spirit] with his self [individual spirit]." A passage
from the world's most ancient scripture, Rig Veda, (I.164.39) illustrates the
point of the glory to be beheld, whereby only those who use Om achieve the
highest heaven. In another Vedic scripture it says: "I shall now enter into
the Self by the self indicated by the culmination of the Om sound. The one that
is awakened is the inner Self, that is the supreme Self whose name is Om."
Also: "My heart is established in the peace indicated by the resonance of Om."
The Yoga Sutras state: "From Om comes the disappearance of obstacles."
Such as
obstacles on The Path back to God. God boomerangs a piece of
Himself and calls
it bliss. Human beings are echoes of the Supreme Being.
The Upanishads comprise the final chapter of the Vedas. One scripture states:
"The soul, when it departs from the body, goes upward by meditating on the Self
with the help of Om as he did while living." Also: "And so verily, the hymn is the
yonder sun and the Om, for the sun is continually sounding Om. When a man departs
from his body, then he goes upwards by these very rays or he goes up with the
thought of Om. As his mind is failing, he goes to the sun. That, verily, is the
gateway of the world, an entering in for the knowers, a shutting out for the non-
knowers." The Vedic astronomical symbol of the sun is a circle with a dot in the
center, representing the infinite source of sound and light, also known as the
point value of consciousness. We are reminded of the Greek philosopher and
mathematician Pythagoras who referred to 'the music of the spheres,' the sun being
one of those spheres. God has never stopped calling His Children, patiently waiting
for us to respond. The natural mechanics involved are simply a 'ping' response,
eventually triggering communion by entrainment of the small sound wave packet by its
source. Hear the Son of the Sun of God to enjoin the divine light harmony. The role
of faith and belief is to encourage repeated calling or thinking of God's name
until reunion.
Another Upanishad states: "Dismiss other utterances. Om is the bridge to
immortality." Yajur Veda states: "At the time of departure from this world,
remember Om." In the Prashna Upanishad it states: "If he meditates on the Supreme
Being with the Syllable Om, he becomes one with the Light, the Sun. He is led to
the world of Brahman ... that which is tranquil, un-aging, immortal, fearless, and
supreme."
Consider other Bible quotes, such as in John, chapter 15 verse 3: "Now ye are
clean through the word which I have spoken unto you." And in Luke, chapter 11
verse 28: "Yea rather, blessed are they that hear the word of God, and keep
it." In John, chapter 17 verse 6: "I have manifested thy name unto the men
which thou gavest me out of the world: thine they were, and thou gavest them me
and they have kept thy word." Likewise, in John, chapter 17 verses 20 and 21:
"Neither pray I for these alone, but for them also which shall believe on me
through their word That they all may be one as thou, Father, art in me, and I
in thee, that they also may be one in us: that the world may believe that thou
hast sent me."
One biblical prophecy was that a day would come when the real meaning of God's
word would be revealed. Again, 'word of God' means the sound of God's real
name. Knowing that, it is easy to know the kingdom of heaven within. Once
again, in John chapter 10 verses 34 through 36 it states: "Is it not written
in your law, I said, Ye are gods? If he called them gods, unto whom the word of
God came, and the scripture cannot be broken Say ye of him, whom the Father
hath sanctified, and sent into the world, Thou blasphemest because I said, I am
the Son of God?"
No human being ever has, ever could, or ever will graduate off the earth plane
of existence, 'non-Heaven', back to the Supreme Being without peace in the heart,
well being. That is why Hebrew mystics are fond of saying Shal-Om. When
enough people believe it and act accordingly, there will be Heaven on earth. It
is God's will: Om my God.
The Yoga Sutras were compiled by the sage Patanjali in a very specific order.
These passages not only discuss ascension through sound, but the super-normal
abilities section also explains transcending by light. Those scriptures discuss in
sequence the mental processes of appreciating the essence of one's inner light,
followed by cognizing the essence of the light of the sun, followed by cognizing
the essence of the light of the moon, followed by cognizing the essence of the
light of the pole star. By starting with internal brilliant light and ending beyond
the light of the distant pole star to the source of light, one transcends the
material world and ultimately arrives at the same most brilliant light, divine
consciousness. The divine inner light of Enlightenment is the Self-same light as
the light that creates material existence, per the Vedic expression: "I am That,
thou are That and all this is That." That, meaning God. To quote Jesus Christ,
per his apostle John writing in the New Testament, chapter 8 verse 12: "I am the
light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall
have the light of life."
By analogy, the ocean is the source of mist, rain, snow, and ice while remaining
essentially water. Let us warm up and visit back h'ome, back to the ocean of
eternal bliss consciousness! Heaven visitors bask in immense, warm, brilliant,
overjoyous ecstasy while moving together, ever closer to God. Given the intensely
happy environment, there is absolutely no awareness of the concept of sin. When
a visitor or newcomer has a thought of earth, nearby longer term Heaven residents
laugh for about two seconds, then refocus their attention on God. Eventually we
may also be among the oldest compassionate souls like Our Lord, and become divine
incarnation avatars if we so desire. We love those most who are most useful to
us, so we love saints who help us love God, thereby leaving behind the cycles of
suffering and sorrow.
When donating, compare this knowledge of Heaven Ascension to NO knowledge of
how to see Heaven or what to do when dying. NO such knowledge has been the case
for most humans for thousands of years, in spite of trillions of dollars in will
bequeathments and estates donated to get that knowledge.
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You will also earn God's grace, good karma, by helping spiritually needy others
receive this knowledge. People like the peace-loving elderly who are losing
the will to live and want even more inner vision, eventually all the way to
the Self. Om is for monks only, and the dying should meet that criteria as they
are in the process of leaving this material plane of existence, and all its
attachments. There is no greater gift than God communion.
Adoring the Supreme Being is the most intelligent act of a human being. Like
you, God would rather be loved than feared; love your Self. It is God's Will.
Time is short.
In Heaven, adoring God is easy. The sound of God's real name generates the
light of God, and the light of God generates the sound of God's real name. Follow
the sound of God or follow the light of God or follow both back to your source
in God. Hear, see, re-member : Om.
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