Tuesday, June 18, 2013

The State of the Union or the Union of the State?



 "Im going to make up mind to face reality all the time" Tenor Saw (Lots of Signs)

As if isn't bad enough that we are lied into never ending wars and a full spectrum surveillance state, taxed and code enforced into helpless domestication, and "soft killed" by toxic foods and chemicals, vaccines and poisons in our air, water and soil, many people simply choose to remain uninformed and complacent in a naive trust that things will be fine. But as the scientists continue to publish peer reviewed article after article linking the soaring cancers, autism, and health disorders to the pesticides, herbicides, GMO crops, fluoride, preservatives many chose a willful ignorance or apathetic laziness in addressing these issues in the small sphere of our daily lives where we can truly make a difference. We can not forever be the victims of the shock and awe of the daily grind of artificial scarcity, false flags and induced crisis and chaos.  We must awake from the dissociative, self-imposed autism  as a coping mechanism in dealing with and comprehending complex social and environmental issues. Too many of us are willfully ignorant  ever chasing solitary worlds of escapism like shopping, entertainment, sport and revelry.  How many men will play X BOX instead of fiddles  as the world burns? "Never take life for a toy" Tenor Saw

We have voiced on this blog a continued dismay at, for instance, neighbors in pursuit of perfect lawns and the many nature preserves that spray invasive species with cancer inducing poisons that fund even more nefarious and dangerous schemes by the agricultural gangsters who seek to control every aspect of our lives, beginning and ending with our food and health. When visiting a modern farm you will see farmers who never touch their fields. They ride around on monstrous machines, spraying herbicides and pesticides designed for specific GMO seeds, that will be fed to animals and served to you and your children. Of course, these ingredients, in the form of soy or corn syrups are literally in every item every food corporation produces as well from candy bars to ice cream to cereal. You will find the same lazy conservation techniques on most parks and preserves, such as Ashland Nature Center, where staff cruise around on four wheelers, with back pack sprayers, gleefully eradicating stinging nettles and garlic mustard with nary a care for their own health or yours, your child's, or your animals. The corporate response to weeds is like that of villagers in the way of a pipe line or one target at a wedding party: kill them all and let God sort them out.

(wedding day drone attack)
It is therefore of no surprise that things have gotten as bad as they have. The capitulation of the masses for some slight, perceived profit or expediency exemplifies the instant gratification of short term "gains" over long term, healthy strategies. The onslaught of invasive species as opportunistic predators is a microcosm for the same allelopathic-like forces that march in and decimate retirement funds, mortgages, water and land rights, as all that is precious and needs protection is sacrificed on the altar of greed and progress. One must pull one's head from the sand and read the writing on the wall. Things are closing in as Babylon's sins pile higher and higher to the sky. The elites are no longer investing in any sort of sustainable infrastructure. Their mad scientists have signed the planet onto a dark alchemical experiment towards Chardin's Omega point of radiation and chemical chaos of transhumanism, obliterating all notions of humanity. These elites, truly arguments for an existence of the devil, are committed to a plan of action and they know they have blood on their hands. The threshold has been crossed, the demon invoked and there is no turning back.

Good people have a blind spot to evil because they are incapable of evil themselves they project their innocence onto the world. Many of us who have lost a lot of innocence know what that is worth and seek to insulate and protect what few virtues have remained in us in the ontological meltdown of modernism that renders everything relative at best and meaningless at worst. Out of the abyss we struggle to find meaning, or to create and infuse meaning into the morose and macabre spectacle that is  urban and suburban life. We are witnessing the crystallization of plans concealed for centuries, where secret societies emerge in plain site to brag as they appropriate and sever all links to a fading "normal" for a debauched and polluted fetishized control grid. The consolidation of wealth, of power, of influence with the breakdown of societies, economies and ecosystems will see a rise of technologies that make present applications seem of the Stone Age. Since the industrial age, the wealthy saw the human as ultimately obsolete and the occult infused neo-Malthusian transhumanists stand poised to bring their waking nightmare into every city, every home, supermarket, garden and farm.

We must truly recognize that much of this is beyond our control, and much of our own sins were bred in this globalist test tube society. We are bombarded with conscious and subconscious manipulations, chemicals, messages, talking points that ever shapeshift some dark agenda by defining the extremes and creating a new synthesis from competing dialectics. But we must stand up and take accountability in the few ways left to us by the meat grinding system. We must reassert our humanity and reappraise our priorities and values. We have to determine what is truly important to us in life and how we define success, fun, and be unwaveringly critical of all that we consume be it food or entertainment. We must reassess what is beautiful from toxic manicured lawns to the enforced symmetry of modern agriculture.

 Above all we must be conscious that every flush and drain ends up somewhere, that every spray of poison is another victory for nefarious corporations, that every shrug and a swipe of the credit card is voting and validating an agenda we can scarcely comprehend. We have to raise our spirituality beyond the magical thinking of New Age platitudes and mystical systems that render us complacent, apathetic and coerced to forever voting and acting against our interests. We need to embark on the true alchemical Great Work of becoming a True Human Being and the implications of that realization on our family, friends and community.

As it's revealed that everything we say, buy, type and search is likely monitored (much beyond metadata) and we read of raw farmers get SWAT team raids or gardeners forced to destroy their food or get rid of their poultry for code enforcements it's clear that the molten, vitriolic contents of our leaders' crucibles are ready to be revealed. It will seep in and saturate your entire life until you are forced to draw a line in or stick your head in the sand. The hands of the resistance will yield shovels not guns, pens and keyboards and not bombs or drones. Boots on the ground will mean strong backs pulling weeds and not spraying them. It will be groups of foodies who do not want their hors d'oeuvres and entrees laden with toxins and responsible for cancers among their family and farm workers. It will be people who value quality over quantity, who purchase heirloom tools and seeds over the planned obsolescence of rigged economies and shelf-life driven food production.  It will be planting trees for others to enjoy the fruits and shade. It will be the simple joy of being comfortable, healthy and satisfied with a hearth and some laughter. We must decide what future we want and manifest it in every way possible from gardening to getting to know your neighbors, and the birds and flowers of your world.  It must not be checkpoints and tracking chips, smart grids, black uniforms and tear gas and drones. Health and Love.

"Perhaps the most radical thing we can do is to stay at home, so we can learn the names of the plants and animals around us; so that we can begin to know what tradition we're part of." Terry Tempest Williams

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