Okay, you know this is bound to happen. My last blog. It’s been fun sharing thoughts and feelings with you. But the internet is about to change and whatever we leave in the world wide web might not be there for long. So, I’ll end with these clips I found and their message. Oh, my brush with evil? Let me see if I still have them in my journal. In a nutshell, though, evil to me is temptation. And you always have a choice. Hope you choose well. So long, friends.
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Excerpt from my journal:
I had an impression of God. While meditating in the backyard room, with the stupa behind my back, facing south, I had what I’d call an impression. It was not as vivid as visions of past lives. It appeared out of nowhere, with hidden clues as well as actual projections. God wasn’t human-like, but rather a translucent pre-historic eel-like entity that could change its shape. Its head dragon-like. Its pores emitted and retrieved specks of light, souls. Its eyes tiny, black, intense. And in a sphere-like universe, it swam. Omniscient. Omnipresent. How’s that compared to an old man with flowing white hair and beard, eh?! 1999
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I saw a vision of an… elegantly draped being in the lotus position, with a small crown hovering above his/her head, sitting among the Vo Vi people. One odd thing, and I actually mused over it during the vision, was the way s/he had the hands together, pointed downward, instead of threading the fingers in meditation. Later on, I had a suspicion that I was seeing my own reflection in the Vo Vi mirror. My higher soul. If that was the case, I felt blessed. 2001
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A curious thing happened. At Thien Thuc, after meditation, Brother Kiet rushed to me, asking whether I was wearing any facial cream or not. He said my face glowed so white, and everybody looked at me, wondering what happened. I said it must have been the sunlight, yet he kept voicing his amazement. I didn’t do or experience anything out of the ordinary. At one time, I had a Q&A in my mind. “If you want to be God’s friend, ask yourself if you’re worthy of his friendship. If you want to be God’s lover, ask yourself if you’re worthy of his love.” I did visualize sending out vibrations to harmonize with the attending Vo Vi people and to contribute to the healing Cosmic Force. Anyway, I’m not sure what Brother Kiet could have seen, but I felt encouraged. 2001
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I have received tremendous blessings from our master Ta’m. This I knew with certainty. The first night meditating with others, I had a vision of Mr. Ta’m. He was sitting behind a table, looking at me. No words. No message. He seemed to smile, and before the vision was gone, his eyes seemed to say farewell. I sensed love & encouragement. The following days, whenever he gave his speeches, he seemed to look in my direction, to look for me first. That was most evident the night of the concert, where the auditorium of the Hardrock Cafe was not lit like the Walt Disney Theater. We Vo Vi people stood up through out his speech to the public. It was like, dare I say, he was comforted and pleased by my presence. Perhaps it was pre-destined that I should go to the conference, the concert, because at one time I decided not to for various reasons. Concrete proofs of his blessings, however, were clear and simple. My heart felt light. My body energized. The life currents, cosmic currents were abundant. Joy pervaded my being. And I felt charitable, sending good vibrations to all, including special prayers to (…) Vo Vi Conference 2001, Florida.
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I had two night dreams two weeks apart that stayed with me. In one, I saw an evil pointed star glowing in the mirror, a man appeared, I turned around but was suddenly pushed down. When I woke up, the shoulders where his hands touched were tingled with a strange energy which ran down the lungs in two parallel lines. Confined energy in well-defined lines. That was my last night at the Ash house. I decided not to spend another night there. Last night, in my room at Tiana’s, a dry and warm night, I had a vivid dream. I was taking a shower, but couldn’t feel the water or anything. A man, beautiful body, was taking a shower beside me. When I turned my back toward him, he grabbed me from behind, one arm across my chest, the other my stomach. With subtle force and maybe telepathy, he let me know that it was up to me to receive pleasure or pain. Either way I would be safe with him, in his arms. I never quite made out what the two men looked like, though I had eye contact with them. Strange, eh? 2000
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The rain continues. This is the wettest season yet. Had a lovely dream this morning. A man was picking me up for our first date. He gave me a stem full of orange-colored lilies. My brother was sitting with us. As he talked, he switched from one language to another, and changed from a Caucasian to an Asian. Somehow, he made a connection with my brother, and for that, I instantly felt such love for my date. I reached out and caressed his black hair. In contrast with the “tempting” man I once had dreamed, this gentle man was ordinary-looking. And when I woke up, my first thought was… he was God! I always wondered what God would be like in human form, and as the object of my desire. Now I know. 2001
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Tuesday 9/11/2001
The World Trade Center and the Pentagon were attacked within an hour. I am watching live TV, and it’s absolutely surreal! One of the twin towers collapsed. Apparently, the terrorists hijacked the commercial airplanes for the suicide mission. The White House was evacuated. Not since Pearl Harbor was America assaulted like this. Can one even imagine the effects this day would bring? Just now, the remaining tower went down. Manhattan was enveloped in smoke. The symbol of capitalism was destroyed. Can this be the beginning of World War III? How a few evil minds can wreck havoc with such magnitude! As I watched the news, I said a prayer for the departed.
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I’ve been reading a biography by Edgar Cayce, My Life as a Seer, in which he wrote about his next incarnation. By the information provided, it looks like 150 years from now, New York will be in the process of rebuilding, and the western part of America will sink so that Nebraska becomes the West Coast. So, the trials have only just begun. After 9-11, it seems trivial to worry about finding a job, a career. I’ll do whatever to support myself, of course, but the emphasis should be on spirituality, on helping others. One thing I learned from Mr. Cayce’s book is that God is a God of action. View the people who come in contact with you as chances you’re given to learn, to serve God. Small acts of kindness. Selfless thoughts. Always, eternal gratitude and praise to God. These are clearly not the times to enjoy oneself. Yet, have no fear. For everything is pre-destined, pre-determined, saved for the will of man and God’s grace.
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I saw a beautiful sunrise while waiting for my flight at Hartsfield Airport. The sun was an orange ball, and the light played with the clouds. And I wondered when was the last time I truly looked at a sunrise. My meditation has improved tremendously. After the analytical process in dealing with personal issues, I suddenly had an insight. No matter who’s right or wrong, in order to advance, you have to be free from all attachments. That is, all love, all hate. It is that simple, and yet, that difficult. But that’s how you become a master. You must be in control of your thoughts, your emotions. It doesn’t mean you become void of feelings. Be aware of them, but be in control. Lu the dog was thrilled that I’m home. Mom said the day after I left he just lied in one place, sad. The first night in Georgia, I dreamed that Lu came to my room there, jumped on my bed, wagging his tail. Sweet dog!
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A dream right before waking up. I flew along a small jet, sunrise, with backdrop of a city. I didn’t see my body, just a thought, and there was someone else. Another thought-form entity. She asked me, (felt like a “she”), what I have learned about love, men. I answered there’s always something new about love and men’s nature, and added, men need more than love. Love alone cannot satisfy men. Or my love alone cannot satisfy any man. Is that the message of my dream?
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A clearest dream. I was with a bunch of actors shooting a movie. We climbed up the top of a cliff and had to jump off. The location was pristine, the sky, the sea, the mountains far away, all crispy clear. People started to slide down the slope into the ocean. And so did I. I got stuck half-way, opened my eyes and admired the view. Then I closed my eyes and let go. I woke up at that moment in the dream, but the feeling of complete peace and abandonment, of surrendering to / trusting in a higher power persisted. My chest vibrated with a new joy, a sense of fearlessness. 2002
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Saw “Journey of Man”, featuring the work of the handsome Dr. Spencer Wells, a geneticist who gathered proofs that we all came from Africa. He traced genetic-mutation markers in Y chromosomes to effectively place where & when the human migration occurred. And the first one occurred about 50,000 years or 2,000 generations ago. Strange how the blood holds many secrets. Strange that we might have a common ancestor.
Saw “Nostradamus: His Life and Prophecies”. Fascinating how events can be predicted. Time is a curious dimension. The DVD also included prophecies from other seers. I think it has to do with how time and space are only illusions. One day, I’ll understand more. 2003
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Last night I slept okay, except for a couple of vivid nightmares. (Hotels always have this effect on me.) I saw the bed spinning round and felt some dark entity toying with me. As I am writing this, light rain dusts over the scene, then, a perfect rainbow appears. I’ve never seen one this big, in a beautiful setting too. And now, there are fragments of rainbow, far at sea, one after another but slowly, together with dark clouds. Dualities. Such is the nature of God, I think. If you love God, you have to take the whole package. (Am I blasphemous for thinking this?) Anyway, I’m enjoying the last hour before checking out, and off to the Vo Vi boat we go! I want to always remember this feeling of peace within my soul, the simple joy in recognizing everyday miracles. Thank you, God. Big love, big kiss to You. 2004
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The seducer is back. Last night, I had a dark dream. I was performing on stage in an almost vacant theater. The play had me and a few other actors crawling up and down a high fence. Then, when I was kneeling, the seducer (from two previous dreams some years ago) appeared, turned me around to face his exposed penis, flaccid, small. I did not look up but heard his voice (and this is why I think it’s him — I never could see his face) : “Call me Master”. Luckily, I woke up at that moment. But I remembered thinking that I didn’t find him attractive. Not like the last times, when he played a little rough with me, and when he asked me whether I wanted pleasure or pain. And this dream came right after I posted my rambling on my website. Coincidence? January 2005
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Dreams. I said I-love-you twice to a huge man, the type that in real life I would never utter those words to. Have sex with, maybe. But not I-love-you. He was carrying me on his shoulders; I had captured him with a rope. He felt like a wrestler or a football player. And I meant what I said. Two days later, an erotic dream. I was at the foot of a stairway, looking up. There was a gorgeous naked man floating above. All of a sudden, I was engaging in a most tender love-making with a second man as the first one descended and watched. I didn’t have my penis, but could feel his pubic hair rubbing against mine. The sensation was strange. I didn’t feel any penetration, but at the groin area was this very gentle, pleasant, warm pressure. He was also french-kissing me. Great dreams to have! February 2005
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A strange experience. The other night during my abdominal breathing exercise, I arrived at a stage where my heart seemed to stop, my whole body immobile (not that I tried to move or anything), my lungs at a stand still. I was wide awake, but I didn’t feel the surge of vibratory energy rising, just a state of quiet inaction. There was no need to breathe, or so it seemed. It happened three times. All three times, it would start with an exhalation longer than normal, then the stillness came. After a while, my chest would rise on its own. The last time was longer than the previous ones, and I tried to count slowly. I got up to 14, about 20 seconds. Let’s hope when I die, the experience is just as peaceful. April 2005
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Today, I woke up with a new sense of direction. Nothing dramatic, exactly. It’s just that I feel appreciative of what I have and what I don’t have. My past lessons were useful and necessary. My current situations are designed to monitor my spiritual progress. I don’t have what I don’t need. Funny, you go through life and if you’re lucky, at some point, you’d realize that life is, in fact, really simple. Living is learning. Lessons are basically the same for everyone, maybe with exceptions for a few. You learn who you are and your place in the world. You learn about your emotions. You learn to hold on and to let go. Laugh a bit. Cry a bit. Expectations, meanings, or whatever else you attach to your life only matter to you. So today, I woke up feeling free! I see now that I am complete. Flawed. Amusing. Beautiful. Never will be perfect. Or want to be perfect. I know what’s in my nature. I know where I am in the world. So, the new sense of direction that I mentioned, it’s just me, moving onward, more aware, with less criticism or none, and with the eyes of an observer. And I don’t need God as much anymore. I’m okay, so God can have more time with his other children. They are in so much trouble! Actually, I feel God as a part of me now, and vice versa. When that happens, you feel less needy and more charitable. And of course, always thankful. July 2005
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A strange dream. I was part of an Asian gang, although I felt that I was in another body, not my own. We were trying to evade rival gangs and we ran outside to this empty park. I ended up sitting on a bench. My three gang brothers were at a distance. When it was clear that we had to fight even though we were outnumbered, I pulled out my gun, which I never had to use before. In front of me were three or four men pointing their guns at me. The moment I started to raise my gun up, a loud voice above my head said something like no! or wrong! Then I woke up. It’s as if I was in a computer-simulated training, and my decision was monitored. Wrong decision, it seemed. June 2006
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Had a dream about Master Tam. There was a line of Vo Vi practitioners paying their respect by folding their palms together and slightly gesturing them back and forth three times. Master Tam was crying. The whole scene had an air of a funeral. It will be very sad when he’s gone. Haven’t had updates or gossips from Vo Vi lately. Except from the Yahoo Vo Vi group. Apparently some people were not happy with the high fees for Vo Vi conferences and stuff. I put in my two cents, advising them not to use harsh words, but valid arguments to open dialogues. Not sure if they posted my comment or not. And to tell the truth, I feel out of Vo Vi. It was something that could have been enough for me. The bottom line is right now I still have 5-good-Vo-Vi-to-1-bad-Vo-Vi experience. But if I continue to participate, I’m afraid the ratio might tip to more than 1 bad. So… I am thankful for the memories I have with Vo Vi people over the years. And I wish them well. November 12, 2006
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Had another dream about Master Tam last night. Actually, this morning since I woke up around 10 a.m. He was giving a lecture in a church-like place. As I settled down to my seat in the middle of the row, I changed my mind and moved to the edge, near by the door. He finished his lecture, walked out, and when he passed by me, he put his hand on the top of my head, but very quickly and discreetly. It kinda reminded me of my dad, that kind of gestures when I was a kid. Nice dream. December 9, 2006
Saw Broadway musical “In The Heights” last night. Packed house. The scenery didn’t change, I guess because this is on-the-road show. The energy of the songs and the performers were more than enough to make it a fun show, with somber moments. Some jokes I didn’t get because they were fast and in Spanish. You kinda imagine what they’re about, naughty jokes. When I got home, “America’s Got Talents” was still on and I got to see a 10 year-old girl with an adult voice singing a piece of opera. Jackie Evancho. Bright future for her, I’m sure. Until the novelty wears off. Then, “the voice” alone will be judged on its own term.
Just got back from my usual walk around the local park. A bit too hot and dry. But I got to listen to my iPod (on scrambling mode) and certain songs from the various albums I bought over the past 3 years caught my attention. Some artists have not received the wider recognitions that they deserve. It’s beautiful, all the same, pursuing your dreams. So, I made a new playlist at my www.youtube.com/tthhaaii88 called “I LOVE these songs!” Check out some I have for you here. I will add more on my list.
Okay, I’m gonna read Vanity Fair, the September 2010 issue now. Lady Gaga is featured and she looks tamer, but gorgeous, especially with Alexander McQueen’s luxurious creations. I glimpsed a little bit last night the end of the article about her, where she talked about the dark time before she made it big. Still don’t have the heart to believe that she has signed away her soul to the Illuminati in order to succeed. Like with Charice and her recent song “Pyramid”, and her pyramid hand sign, very strange indeed. Yet, so many artists with big dreams out there. Who can resist if offered a Satanic deal? (Oh, I haven’t told you about my own experience with the dark side, have I? Next time.) Meanwhile, looking back at some fotoarts I did on myself, someone can totally accuse me of having occult influences. Here are some examples. Note to self: Don’t judge anyone. As for Lady Gaga’s songs and occult symbolism, here are some blogs you might enjoy.
Did you know they (scientists) have invented a headset of sort that can control your computer and anything that can be programmed to function in the real world? And did you know that the synthetic cell was created (by computer) a few months ago from 4 basic components of life (DNA) T, C, G, A (quiz everyone, well OK, Google then) and it can replicate! Oh my, the world we are entering. Check out www.youtube.com/TEDtalksDirector or visit www.ted.com . How marvelous is the human mind!
Now that I’m aware of NWO (New World Order), the Illuminati symbols, I can see them everywhere, really. Briefly, I know these are the usual signs, but I’m sure some are just coincidences, or have other meanings. Some are popular signs, we think they mean something innocent when they actually mean something else. Whole bunch of them if you want to see on YouTube, just search “Illuminati symbols, occult symbolism”.
Like today, while driving around and going thrift-store shopping, I noticed the Salvation Army has a red shield logo. Red shield = Rothschild. Or Goodwill store has half a face with one eye. Showing one eye or accentuating one eye is Illuminati imagery. How about the devil with horns. Notice any car logos that might have them? Crosses are everywhere, of course. Pyramids, top of the pyramids. Numbers, black and white chessboard pattern, royalty logo, wings, lightning bolt, SS double-lightning bolts, sun, sunrays, skull & bones, stars, pentagons, honestly, they’re everywhere. I went into a T-shirts shop and some designs were just so blatant. Went in Macy’s (with a big red star and a little black star on their logo) and I saw jewelry, watches for kids with skull and bones, HAPPY skull and bones, mind you. Didn’t watch any conspiracy clips today, but a Bollywood movie, “Chance pe Dance” and saw the actor, MAJOR CUTE Shahid Kapoor made a horn hand sign like in hip-hop dances. The occult symbols have really saturated the popular culture. But maybe it’s not what we think. Maybe the Windows logo with the X separating four planes, the single eye denoting privacy, the red shield with a white cross denoting security alerts, and even the blue E with yellow circle orbiting it, (kinda like an eye?) – they don’t mean a thing. Who knows. You wanna look for them? Oh. And check out “Chance pe Dance”. Only 2 hours, which is short for Bollywood movies. And even though it’s not critically well-received, according to one article I read, it pulls all the heartstrings in me. Love it! But the actor Shahid Kapoor did use the devil hand signs in his dance, and he wore a shirt with skull and roses. Just so you know.
I’m having a conflict with what I’ve learned about the Illuminati and my perception of the world. I saw part of the MTV Video Music Award last year. I remember being quite impressed with Pink’s performance, her singing live while hanging, twirling with a rope in a Cirque-du-Soleil type of number. Beautiful! Now, I found out the whole show was (supposedly) a ritual of the Illuminati, starting with the high priestess Madonna paying tribute to the dead King of Pop Michael Jackson (who was supposedly killed by the Illuminati because he wanted to break free from them). Then Lady Gaga’s number was some sacrificial rite. Jack Black lead the prayer to Satan. The adorable Taylor Swift was humiliated by Kanye West as part of the welcome-to-the-club initiation. Later the reigning queen Beyoncé welcomed her back on stage to say her thank-you speech. Well, you can read it more here at this blog I found at www.vigilantcitizen.com titled “The 2009 VMAs: The Occult Mega-Ritual” and watch these clips to see if you agree with the article or not. My eyes are tired from watching too many conspiracy, Illuminati clips now. Gotta rest. Or watch some movies. But wait, there’s a whole bunch of videos linking Hollywood movies to the Illuminati agenda too. “Oh, my poor, fragile mind. I can’t take it no more!” And I need to eat some popcorn (which I know is genetically-engineered by the evil Monsanto) that I bought at Walmart (which I know abuse their people to make profits), so I can stay glued to my computer screen, which… Okay, calm down. So, friends, don’t get all worked up as I just did. Just imagine you’re doing a research project for school or work. This is the information age after all.
And I think this is my last blog for the X Files. But if you like, at www.youtube.com/tthhaaii88 I have a playlist “I Didn’t Know That!” where I save all the interesting YouTube clips on subjects concerning New World Order, the Illuminati, UFOs and such. My next blog, I’m gonna tell you my personal experiences with the dark force. Oh, here are 2 more clips, 1 concerning male prostitution offered to whom we don’t know in the White House during Bush Jr.’s presidency, and 1 about designer Alexander McQueen. Have fun.
Would you sell your soul to the Devil to become a famous singer, actor, or a rich businessman, or powerful politician? See, no one sells their soul to become a brilliant scientist or a tireless humanitarian, all we want is fame and fortune. And according to a few clips I saw this morning, if you want to make it big in the music industry, Rain Man is your man. I just want to quickly post these clips here for you to get back to my music industry / Illuminati clips, among them Lady Gaga is Illuminati (No!!!), Michael Jackson was killed by the Illuminati (No!!!), Bono is Illuminati? (NOOOO!!!), Eminem is fighting back the Illuminati and Rain Man, or Fallen Angel, Lucifer, Devil (yay!).
All roads of conspiracy fun eventually lead to the Rothschild dynasty. It’s quite remarkable that in effect I am a stock that they own. Watch how Jordan Maxwell explains it from a few videos I have for you here about the Rothschilds. They are one of 13 or so families that control the world. Certainly the most powerful, owning half of the world’s wealth, and frankly some countries as well. And they don’t care who or what is in charge of those countries. They control the most important thing: MONEY.
I get it now. A human being is just a slave from the time he is born. In the near future, everything that he/she needs to simply survive is controlled by “Them”. Food, water, air, healthcare, etc. You can have a good life if you pay. And there will be enough entertainment, drugs, sex, religions, etc. for you to enjoy, to find your meaning or acceptance of your destiny. And you pay. See, at least if I know what all of this is about, I can go with the flow, get with the program. And so, my “conspiracy” summer ends here. My spiritual journey resumes. Good luck to you all. Don’t feel you’re alone. God is your eternal companion. And men might have their plan, God has His/Her plan too. For each and everyone of us. Courage, my friends. COURAGE!
A part of me will always be fascinated with brilliant minds, be they in any types of humans, aliens, beautiful, ugly, artificial, etc. Be they a force for good or evil. Dr. Henry Kissinger possesses a brilliant mind, alright. As for his vision of a New World Order and his justifications, you be the judge. At the heart of all these conspiracies lies the idea of eugenics. Only the best of human kind (genes) deserve to survive, to rule, to procreate. Terminate the rest. That’s the natural procession of the world. I won’t be surprised if you think like that. Anything and everything given enough time, conditioning, and a messenger able to deliver the message, is possible. It’s human nature not to admit that we can be so easily fooled. So what if we kill off people in poor countries or our own, as long as we have enough people left to ensure our ways of life, as long as they work, pay taxes, shut their mouth, so we can rule in shadows, or out and about if we want. So what! Thank God that above all, there is God, and there is Justice. Imagine Henry Kissinger standing before God, utterly naked, and God shows him his past actions, the consequences, even his own thoughts and feelings for him to review. To choose his own punishment (or reward). What would he do? Would he feel remorse? My guess is that he would be blind to all of his horrible deeds and he would just… sleep. A coma state of self-denial. Then, what is God to do except to scatter his piece of soul, his spark, into all corners of the universe, so he can learn everything over again. Let me tell ya, you don’t want to become an amoeba or a worm or an ant. Snakes are okay. I like snakes. Not the poisonous kind, though.
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Obama: Trilateral Commission Endgame. His first job after college was with Henry Kissinger at Kissinger Associates. Read more at:
excerpt / Interview conducted by Jan Fleischhauer and Gabor Steingart
SPIEGEL: You see Obama as realpolitician?
Kissinger: Let me say a word about realpolitik, just for clarification. I regularly get accused of conducting realpolitik. I don’t think I have ever used that term. It is a way by which critics want to label me and say, “Watch him. He’s a German really. He doesn’t have the American view of things.”
SPIEGEL: Then it’s a way to cast you as a cynic, isn’t it?
Kissinger: Cynics treat values as equivalent and instrumental. Statesmen base practical decisions on moral convictions. It is always easy to divide the world into idealists and power-oriented people. The idealists are presumed to be the noble people, and the power-oriented people are the ones that cause all the world’s trouble. But I believe more suffering has been caused by prophets than by statesmen. For me, a sensible definition of realpolitik is to say there are objective circumstances without which foreign policy cannot be conducted. To try to deal with the fate of nations without looking at the circumstances with which they have to deal is escapism. The art of good foreign policy is to understand and to take into consideration the values of a society, to realize them at the outer limit of the possible.
What a strange, confusing day. After my scenic drive along the coast, which I swear people are driving more recklessly now, I discovered a mixed bag of news.
Headline #1: Gay marriage okayed again (but technically put on hold) in California, thanks to federal jugde Vaughn Walker. That explains the Christians holding up signs at Huntington Beach Pier, though I was puzzled because I didn’t see any anti-gay message, just the usual Jesus-will-save-you kinda thing.
Headline #2: General John D. Lavelle’s honor and rank were restored more than 30 years after his death. Long story short, he was made a scapegoat by Nixon and The Pentagon for some bombings in Vietnam.
Headline #3: Well, not headline really, just some links I followed and found, about “Top Secret America”. This sooooo proves the point that the government we see is really not in charge at all. All these new intelligence agencies with all the money from taxpayers and elsewhere constitute a fourth branch of government, with presence in your own backyard!
Headline #4: Did we lose our country when a world government was created via Copenhagen Climate Summit on December of last year, 2009? Which has direct relationship with…
Headline #5: Al Gore lied about Global Warming?
Okay, I’ll give you some links and videos here to watch. I think we’ve lost our way and we’ve lost America in the process. If you think about it, the political theater and dramas always involve us fighting one another. Pro-choice v. Pro-life. Gays clashing with religious groups. What else? Democrats v. Republicans, which is the biggest farce, ’cause the powers that be still control both. The puppet masters have done a terrific job that even when they are exposed, they are untouchable.
Suddenly… I have a psychic moment. (Though I still have a couple songs that I want to sing from my “Yentl” moments.) I predict that the revolution will come, but not from violence and not from inaction either. I see a fundamental change in our way of seeing the world. I see mind power being the greatest weapon of all. And I see a true awakening in spirituality. People will soon recognize that they are manipulated by religions, by 24/7 propaganda, by desires that enslave them and their families. People must change. ENDURANCE is the key (I heard it from one of the clips). It’s gonna be okay. We will change our ways and we will save ourselves. But first, educate yourself. The information is out there, under your fingertips.
Did you know, Henry Kissinger who’s a war criminal in my book, was awarded the Nobel Peace Prize in 1973? Along with Le Duc Tho of Communist Vietnam (Democratic Republic of Viet Nam). Le Duc Tho at least had the decency to decline it, saying there’s still no peace in Vietnam. Al Gore, along with Intergovernmental Panel of Climate Change (IPCC), won 2007. Obama last year for “his extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples”. (sigh…) I bought the global warming bit. I bought the CHANGE bit, and Obama’s wit and charm. Yes, I’m afraid it’s all a big charade.
My “conspiracy” summer continues with “The Trials of Henry Kissinger” (2002) I watched on Netflix and “The Obama Deception” I watched at www.youtube.com/ChangeDaChannel . And honestly, I am worn out. And I want to cry.
From “The Trials of Henry Kissinger”: Kissinger’s critics charged that his world view blinded him to the human cost of the Cold War. Recently released documents revealed the episodes in Indochina, Indonesia, and Chile, where Kissinger may have needlessly sacrificed human lives to pursue strategic goals.
Description of “The Trials of Henry Kissinger”: This riveting documentary depicts former Secretary of State Henry Kissinger as a warmonger responsible for military cover-ups in Vietnam, Cambodia and East Timor, as well as the assassination of a Chilean leader in 1970. Based on a book by journalist Christopher Hitchens, the film includes interviews with historians, political analysts and such journalists as New York Times writer William Safire, a former Nixon speechwriter
How many lives were lost due to bombings in Vietnam, in the Eastern border of Cambodia, and later warfares in East Timor, Chile? I hope for every single one of those lives lost, justice either here or in the afterlife be served.
And it’s pretty clear that he belongs to The Bilderberg Group, which I will learn more after I recover from the shock of finding out our President Obama might be in on the New World Order. It’s a small comfort to know that at least some of our presidents and statesmen tried to do something about the control of central, international bankers. Watch “The Obama Deception”. Oh, as for the New World Order, author/historian Webster Tarpley said in “The Obama Deception” that it’s actually the Anglo-American World Empire with London, New York, and Washington as the centers. Thing is, (according to a few clips that I watched,) New World Order is here already. We just don’t know it. Not enough people know and/or care. Those who do are labeled … whatever. I’m gonna check out www.wearechange.org too.
Okay. Superclass. Slave class. Kill off unwanted population. Serve the masters, and you can have whatever crumbs you can fight one another for. In the mean time, let us mesmerize you with fashion, shopping, entertainment, movies, music, games, drugs, sex… Is that how it is? I think I’ll have to strike a balance between the things I enjoy and the things I know. Give me half knowledge and half ignorance, so I can have both power and bliss. (Knowledge = Power. Ignorance = Bliss) Is it wrong of me to still looking forward to Lady Gaga’s next song, or can’t wait to see the last Harry Potter movies? And if mainstream media is totally under control; and if we don’t get implanted we can’t do anything, work, play, buy medicines, live!; and if we rebel in some ways we would be in some kinda records or jailed or killed or destroyed professionally; what are we to do? Fear is worse than the actual action or event that we’re afraid of. As of right now, I don’t have any answers. I just feel very pissed off at Henry Kissinger who’s responsible for the massive deaths of the innocent people in Vietnam, and other places. If the dark lords of The Bilderberg Group offer me, say, 2 million USD, to work for them and also to put Dr. Henry Kissinger on trial for crimes against humanity, I would be very tempted to cross over to the dark side. Wait, not 2 million USD, maybe the ameros, or the kind of global currency or credit that they want the world to use. But what do I care? I have nothing. And I am no one. Still have my thoughts. My voice. But not my true freedom from tyranny. Yes, I am a slave who just starts to recognize that fact. You?
The annual Bilderberg Group conference is the most important meeting in the world. It is attended annually by more world leaders, more top politicians, more royalty, and business leaders, than any other gathering of any kind. The G8 summit is a mere side-show in comparison. No other meeting is attended by the leaders of all the major international institutions, such as the World Bank, the IMF, the UN, and the EU.
Collectively, these are the men who control the world, and their decisions therefore affect every human being on earth, now and in the future. Yet Bilderberg Group meetings receive no publicity and are not reported in the news.
Their first recorded meeting was at the Bilderberg Hotel in Oosterbeek, Holland, from 29th May to 31st May, 1954. The chairman was H.R.H. Prince Bernhard of the Netherlands. Since then this elite global group, which may be much older, has been called the Bilderberg Group.
The people who are invited to the Bilderberg Group, and the topics discussed, are official secrets which the media is forbidden from reporting. Bilderberg is effectively an elite secret society ruling the world from behind closed doors and outside the democratic framework.
In a recent Radio documentary the BBC disclosed that the decision to create a European Union was taken at the first official Bilderberg Group meeting in 1953, but the rest of the programme was devoted to portraying Bilderberg as a superficial extension of Western democracy.
Who organizes the Bilderberg Group? Who pays for it? What are they discussing? What are they deciding?
