The Road To Hell

 

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I have always advocated the Great American Road Trip, even before I read a book called Blue Highways, by a guy with a really run name.

I have fond memories taking family vacations in the old Ford Country Squire breeder wagon with the fake wood panelling all over it.  My father was a die-hard interstate hater, declaring regularly that he could make better time on the back roads.  Of course, he was always wrong, because among other things, he was a history teacher.  That meant that we had to stop at e.v.e.r.y s.i.n.g.l.e historical marker for an extended roadside lesson in Texas history.

I could go on for hours about those trips, but we're here for a different purpose.

I've spent a significant portion of my life taking leisurely blue highway tours of the world.  While the interstates and autobahns of the world whisk you quickly from origin to destination, they do so in a completely sanitized envelope populated with rubber-stamped franchises and commercial oases, by-passing the truly unique and insightful parts of the world.

Two of my favorite journeys involve driving through Europe, purposefully avoiding big cities and multi-laned concrete arteries.  While these journeys could fill at least one book of unusual and even strange experiences, there was a theme that ran through the trips that inspired me to do a photo journal, where like my father, I stopped at every opportunity to appreciate the historical nuances that mark blue highway art.

When you drive through the back country of Europe, you quickly begin to notice a recurring phenomenon.  On the edge of nearly every village, there is a grotto with either the Virgin Mary or the Crucified Christ, and many of t hem are surrounded with fresh flowers much of the time.  Some bear inscriptions, while others require an inquiry of locals when you reach the gasthaus.

These grottos are memorials to the survivors and the victims of the Black Death.

Hundreds of centuries-old grottos pepper the entire continent and serve as ancient reminders of the terrors of the bubonic pandemic.  Not only these memorials, but a number of communities perform passion plays every decade, the most famous of which is the Passion Play at Oberammagau.  

These rituals and monuments have survived nearly 400 years to remind the future of an event so terrifying that it has left an imprint in our languages, like the English "bless you" or the German "Gott sund heit" when someone sneezes.  It's even memorialized in the children's rhyme "Ring Around the Rosie".

Imagine a natural plague so horrible that it scarred our collective memories across time and place.  Imagine the fearsome inevitability that in any family of four, odds were good that at least one of you would die a painful death.  Imagine death rates so dreadful that the only burial solution was to dig large pits and stack the corpses like cord wood in them.

Now look around at our current situation.

In the first iteration of this so-called pandemic, there were no bodies littering the streets.  The vast majority of people did not go to bed wondering who in their house would be dead by morning.  There were no enormous pits at the edge of town with gruesome piles of death.

In  the second iteration, great numbers of people have begun dying of heart attacks and strokes, wholly unrelated to a respiratory virus, but rather self-induced by avaricious mega-corporations seeking to dominate the globe and soak us of our scant and hard-fought wealth, aided and abetted by corrupt and demonic politicians seeking to elevate their status by yanking our out from under us.

If this shared experience leaves a mark on our culture - indeed if our culture survives this event - it will not be to memorialize the horrors of Nature, but of the bottomless abyss of evil into which Humanity can fall.  The grottos, children's rhymes and passion plays of the distant future will mark our generation's descent into cowardice and psychosis so profound that it nearly destroyed civilization itself.

Slowly it seems the masses are awakening, from this delusion.  It appears that folks are realizing just how clueless and self-absorbed we have all been for the last 100 years, but we have a long way to go.  

We must resolve to punish those who brought this on us, while confessing that it would not have been possible without our consent and sloth.  We must resolve to educate ourselves and take full responsibility for the quality and nature of our lives.

Finally, we must, as a species, come to realize that dogma, decrees and demands are not science.  We must castigate en masse anyone who uses the terms "settle science" or "consensus science"  Science is the systematic questioning of the status quo, not the capitulation to it.

Our birthright is the state of individual and sovereign moral agent, and our collective duty is to jealously defend that birthright, for all living souls, from any infringement by any entity.  This self-imposed crisis must be the final battle for our true and lasting freedom.

If we erect monuments to this period in history, then let them be reminders to the future that we finally ended slavery in all its evil and pernicious forms in our lifetimes.

Now is the time for heroes and legends.

Into The Fray

Maybe you've been under a rock lately and haven't heard of the world's newest art center.  If that's the case, then you'll want to click over to the Ciputra Artpreneur site (after you finish here, of course) and take a look-see.  This is Indonesia's finest art and performance space, and it's set to open in a couple of months.  It will set the bar for the country's commitment to the arts and culture.

Why, you ask yourself, is this guy promoting the Ciputra Artpreneur.  Glad you asked.

If you've been a reader here for any length of time, you know that I promote the fine arts and culture as a way to save the world, and that's not hyperbole.  There are those who would coursen our civic lives in order to diminish the human spirit and have us all wallowing in filth and ugliness, because it serves their purposes.

I espouse the philosophy that fine art raises us above squalor and elevates the mind and spirit into realms that supersede the mundane.  Art is the highest expression of humanity, and there are those who don't want us to go there because it liberates our beings and gets us to see beyond our humble existence into worlds that can be and will be, if we have the desire.

Another reason I'm promoting the center is because, by the Will of Fate and Destiny, the reins have been handed to me and now I must put my money where my mouth has always been.

It is both a unique privilege and chore to be handed such a tool box as this.  In fact, I believe that only a Texan could handle such a wild pony.  There are three large galleries, a museum with two spacious chambers, a massive projection screen (60m x 9m), and a 1,300-seat international-standard theater.  In other words, this is one of the most flexible, diverse and modern art spaces on the planet, and I have the joy and responsibility of making it work.

Suppose you are a carpenter and you have spent most of your life grousing about how you could really do something if someone would just turn you loose with a good set of tools.  Well, I am that carpenter and someone has just handed me a set of state-of-the-art tools.  Now what?

What do you do with this kind of tool box that has never been used, in a country that has never had such tools at its disposal, and a large number of people demanding some of the finest furniture ever produced?  More than that, how can you take these tools and put the center and the nation on the map of global centers for artistic expression?  Furthermore, how long would/should that take?  Most importantly, what steps do you take to fulfill the promise without a misstep and wtih a shop that needs to train up in a hurry?

Talk about your wild ponies.

It's a rather daunting position to be in, to have someone hand you a contract and tell you that by signing it, you will have the ability to achieve most of your life-long ambitions.  How do you proceed?

Let's say you've dreamed all your life of reaching the top of Mount Everest.  Let's say you've clamored and climbed to the point where the peak is in sight.  Do you rush headlong and throw yourself at it?  Or do you proceed with the utmost caution to ensure success?  Do you want to be able to climb down again, or is simply reaching the goal enough?

Ambition screams at you to strike and get yours.  Prudence quietly reminds you that there is a team that got you here - parents, teachers, friends, and colleagues - people who pulled your ropes and whose ropes you pulled.

The most profound line in the whole recent Batman series is when Ra's al Ghul told Bruce Wayne that he had sacrificed sure footing for the kill shot.  But at what point do you balance risk with security?

In any event, it is now my task to lead a fine team of professionals in starting a new venture - one that will have extensive effects in the civic life and culture of a nation.  It is a task that can change history if done with the greatest of care and empathy for the society in which it is occurring.  It can lead to new understandings, renewing entertainment, profound revelations, and broader horizons for a great many people.

It is a task I don't take lightly.  I can make a very real difference in this corner of the world.  With the support of a great number of visionary and hard-working people, I want to step beyond the limits of commerce and profit, and into the realm of transcendence.

How does one do that?  What shows and exhibits would you choose that could achieve that goal?  If you could introduce the world's art to a people, and their art to the world, what would be your first step?  And the second?  How would you maintain sure footing while taking the necessary risks to achieve such things?

It is a fun position to be in for some, though without a doubt, there must be a very serious side to it.  What great works of art does one bring, how does one educate and inform, and finally, how does one take the same steps to introduce the world to the treasure in one's own backyard?

Stay tuned...this will only get more interesting.  Regardless of the outcome, it is a thrill to be at the front line of the battle between beauty and derangement, to take on the forces that would drag us all down into the slime so that they could sit on our sinking heads for nothing more than their selfish pleasure.

There are those who would reduce humanity to feudal serfs - unenlightened beasts of burden for the select few.  There are those who would lift all humans to great heights of knowledge and understanding.  I place myself in the latter camp and will use those resources at my disposal to achieve that goal.

In any case, I get to see a lot of great shows for free - as long as I don't end up like Father in The Mosquito Coast.

Enemy Of My Enemy

Black Sun

It's both astounding and gratifying to see so many people waking up to the Grand Deception.  The pace is quickening.  Thanks to the internet, the amount of information available now is mind-boggling.

Back when I was waking up, most of the information was still in books, and those books were particularly hard to find.  There were 'subversive' groups and bookstores scattered far and wide where you could get your hands on The Truth, but they were like porn shops in the old days.  You had to go at night, park a couple of blocks away, and cover your face when you went in and came out.  Seriously.

I remember finding on such bookstore literally in the middle of nowhere in West Texas.  If you've ever been to west Texas, then you know that I don't exaggerate when I say 'the middle of nowhere'.  It was called the Patriot Store, and it was a thinly disguised old gas station that still ostensibly sold gasoline.  But people came from far and wide for the enormous selection of subversive literature that it sold.

A lot of the books were so rare that they had a single copy that they had permission to photocopy and sell.  I managed to find an extremely rare full series of Henry Ford's "The International Jew".  That's where I discovered The Protocols of the Learned Elders of Zion.  Few people realize that Ford was a rabid anti-Zionist and anti-bankster.  That information has been thoroughly suppressed.  Now a-days, a quick search on the internet will bring that information to your screen.  I had to make a special trip over three days to the Middle of Nowhere to find it.

I remember distinctly the fear and loathing I felt as I absorbed that information.  I nearly gave up in sheer dread thinking there was no way out.  The Beast was so pervasive, so all-encompassing, and had invaded every aspect of western culture that there was no possible means to defeat such a monster.

Writing in the 1920s, Ford laid out the whole plan.  He used Congressional testimony, documents, archives, and just pure deductive logic to expose the whole (very old) New World Order.  This is the 1920s, mind you.  Movies didn't have sound yet.  Ford had just invented the Model T assembly line.  Oklahoma was still a territory, Hawaii was a kingdom, and Alaska was a wilderness.

Yet Ford was laying out a plan for world domination that 70 years later, as I read those books, had come shockingly to life around me.

When I first learned about the Federal Reserve Bank, that was not federal, had no reserves and was not a bank, I was stunned.  A private consortium of European and American banks had completely taken over control and issuance of the most powerful currency in the world, and by extension, the entire western economy.  People actually thought I was telling them the latest conspiracy theory when I described this gang of thugs.  Now it's nearly common knowledge.

Ford's was not the only material I read.  I devoured mountains of books, transcripts, scribblings, and spent hours listening to the Old Guard who had been fighting since before I was born: the researchers who had spent their lives uncovering the full extent of the web of lies that we generally refer to as daily life.  One old fellow in south Texas spent five hours one Saturday laying the whole thing out for me, while his pet cougar chewed on my toes.

At that point, with that information, and with the new ability to 'see' what was truly around me, I was left with two choices that were unavoidable: swallow the blue pill or the red pill.  The blue pill, I would wake up in my bed believing it was all a ghost story for a rainy night in the woods and go about my business as usual.  The red pill, I would have to fight with everything I had at my disposal.  There was no middle ground.  Having that information had created a polarization in my life.  The fence was destroyed and I could no longer sit on it.

Twenty years later, it's become a rather different world.  Many people are waking up to the world that has been pulled over our eyes.  People like Ron Paul have made some of the information main stream, after a fashion.  The media, of course, still ignore him, but he is still making huge waves despite the electronic anonymity.

NATO and the Nazis

Still, what is commonly known is merely the shallowest layer of a vastly deeper rabbit hole.  It stretches back thousands of years and involves crimes of such magnitude as to be nearly impossible to grasp with the mind.  But the satisfying part is that we awakened individuals are not alone.  We have some very large and very powerful allies.  And while they are not themselves perfect, they are nonetheless fighting the same battle we are, with far more resources than we could muster.

I'm speaking of China and Russia, of course.

These two countries have good reason to rise up against the Anglo-American empire.  The former has seen many of these empires come and go, and they know how to cut them off at the knees.  The latter is a victim of it and will not be fooled again.

China is probably the oldest, unbroken culture on Earth.  It's contiguous history stretches back some 3,000 years.  It has produced such common things as rockets, paper money, noodles, and coal for energy.  It has witnessed Genghis and Kublai Khans, the Han Dynasty and empires of such wealth and power as to rival even the current (very old) New World Order.

While Europe was wallowing around in a Medieval stupor, Genghis Khan had built an empire that had swallowed the entire eastern half of the globe and was knocking at the door of Europe (the Mongol Hoard).  He had instituted religious tolerance, national lotteries, paper money, a highly complex state banking system, and pulbic education.

China knows empires when it sees one.

Russia was nearly destroyed by the Anglo-American empire.  It's becoming more widely known that the Communist empire was created by the (very old) New World Order.  Russia and Europe have had an uneasy co-existence for the past thousand years.  European dictators have tried to take over Russia many times, most famously with Napolean Bonaparte (which created margarine, by the way).

At the turn of the century, the western banking establishment began funding the Bolsheviks to destroy the Russian empire from within, or at least hasten the process, since Nicholas was already losing control.  The problem was that men like Stalin and Lenin were not content to rule over Russia.  They wanted the entire world.

Russia is a powerhouse, make no mistake.  That is what has made it such an attractive bauble in the bankster toy box.  But they lost control of it and needed to create another monster to destroy the first.  Kind of like Frankenstein, in fact.

So the banksters created Hitler and the Nazis from the only European nation powerful enough to thwart the Bolsheviks.  The problem was that Hitler had studied the American Revolution and Civil Wars, and knew that state issuance of money was the only way to restore wealth and prosperity to his country.

No sooner had the banksters propped up Hitler, than he overran pretty much all of Europe and refused to play the bankster game, just like Russia next door.

The British Empire was already dust by this time, so they made a pact with their American cousins and created Pearl Harbor to mobilize the power of the States to fight the new monster.  The US almost didn't succeed, since projecting force thousands of miles away was a mighty tall order at the time.

By the end of WWII, the Anglo-American banksters saw their opporunity to finally succeed where they had failed so many times before, at the hands of the Holy Roman empire, then Napolean, then Russia, and finally Germany.  Now there were no most barriers to their ambitions.

But, two things are thwarting their ambitions: the Sino-Russian allaince and the vast numbers of people wising up to their shenanigans.  The Chinese, of course, have seen this game played many times on the world stage, and they're not buying it.  The Russians, bitter about their own history, refuse to play along.  Within the ranks of the slave class in the West, people are starting to see their chains, and they don't like it.  The Tower of Babel is crumbling fast.

Signs that the Anglo-American empire is dying are everywhere.  The Chinese control the Panama Canal.  The Russians have a naval base in Venezuela.  The Chinese are winning the hearts and minds of so-called Third World countries by building infrastructure, rather than stealing resources by propping up tin-pot dictators.  The Middle East manipulations aren't going the way they were planned.  China refuses to issue debt-based currency and play footsie with the Rothschild-Rockefeller trusts.

The holes in the armor are showing and the (very old) New World Order don't have the economic umph nor the goodwill to make the final push.  Where this gets dangerous is that groups with the sort of ambitions and single-minded goals like the banksters don't go quietly.

The (very old) New World Order have the toys to make everyone suffer for their failures, and in their depareration are quite likely to use them.  They also have toys that we are just now beginning to know about, like Hyperdimensional physics and the incredible things possible through it.  The problem is, so do the Russians and the Chinese.  How far are they willing to go to finish their plans?  And how far with the Sino-Russian alliance go to stop them?  And what will be the effect on us 'regular' people?

Things are quickly coming to a head.  One senses that both sides are growing tired of the uneasy stalemate that has been in place for the past decade or so.  When this kind of pressure builds behind a log jam, something will give eventually, and that eventually is likely sooner than later.

Solomon's Seal

The patriot is left with a conundrum.  Sun Tsu famously said, "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."  It is tempting to root for the Sino-Russian alliance, since they are obviously aware of and capable of fighting the (very old) New World Order.  But if they win, they are just as likely to become the next world order.  It is vitally important that people read voraciously and learn all they can about real history and current events.  We must not only prepare ourselves for the clash of titans, but to take advantage of the lull to rebuild the world with true freedom and liberty, and to pass the knowledge to our future generations, so they do not fall prey to the ambitions of evil men again.

The extant war is not about commies and jews and zionists and freemasons.  It is about the evil of greed and naked aggression and the possibilities of finally liberating the human mind and body to reach its true potential.  Time is short and the polarization has begun.  We must carefully choose sides and prepare ourselves for the battle ahead.