Meth-Up! Uncle-Daddy is back!

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Look, I’m not a bit sorry that I like to explore the absurd. Horserotovator prefers the absurd to the downright evil when he shines his light on the world he sees. He knows what lurks in the deeper recesses…. and it wont come out unless you can grab it with a pair of pliers and give it a damn good ‘American’!

Cowboys & Palestindians

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It hasn’t been hard to see that the world is coming apart at the seams. I see obvious parallels between the struggle of the American Indians against the invading colonialists, and their offspring, with the war between the Israelis and the Palestinians. I see the occupation of the Americas in the same light as the Zionist occupation of Palestine. (Can’t help it. It’s just the way I interpret the now in contrast with what I have read and learned over the years.) I see great similarities between the American Indians use of bow and arrow and the colonialists Smith & Wesson firearms. In fact, a skilled bows-person can be quite lethal from a distance, whereas a Palestinian armed with a knife (by the way, it is becoming obvious to me that this whole ‘story’ of Palestinians attacking Israelis is being fanned by a lot of fiction and used to justify an ‘open killing season’ on all Palestinians inside the occupied Territories. This is so Satanic and evil that I find it hard to write it but I feel compelled to state what I believe are unavoidable conclusions about the actions of the Dark Intellectual Forces that have gathered in Israel)  I see the imbalance in all the news reports and all the information coming out of that region. I see the same attitudes being used to justify the use of such unbalanced methods of conflict resolution in the ‘Wild West’ as I do see used in the Israeli/Palestinian conflict. Acts of provocation and resultant physical violence are the order of the day, both back then, and now. The whole of the Middle East sounds like a terrifying place to be. I shudder in empathy for all the innocent souls who have to endure that quagmire of hatred and violence.

So I ask myself, what has changed in all the years that lie between then and now? I look at my own history as a white, English, child migrant to Australia, and I recognize that my advantages are as much accidental as earned. That if other white people hadn’t pushed the Aboriginals off the land then maybe I wouldn’t have the education I have now. Maybe………or maybe not. We will never know because that is set in the past. However, we are in the present now and should be using the lessons from the past to our advantage, not disadvantage. Unfortunately, we seem to be doing everything to our disadvantage everyday in so many of our macro decisions produced by our so-called representative democracy.

I have been wrestling with the twin concepts of the individual as expressed by the collective and the collective as expressed by the individual and have come to the realization that they are inextricably intertwined and interdependent upon each other. Neither can have primacy. They must learn to co-exist in an ‘entangled’ harmony that maybe can be amplified for good at institutions like C.E.R.N. and their experiments with the fundamental forces that are our Universe. Or maybe we will use all the knowledge from these machines to destroy ourselves like they are already doing with the toxic, immortal legacy, of nuclear waste. 70 years of dead peoples ideas. I sometimes despair at the way people are manipulated in such diabolical ways as to accept such propositions without intelligent oversight. Tradition and loyalty is a convenient and believable fiction to hide the ancient bloodlines to which wealth and privilege are harnessed. 

I don’t blame the sheeple for this state of affairs. I blame myself for not stopping this nonsense years ago! Now I’m going to have to stop it ALL! Get me the control room at the L.H.C.!

Horserotovator hath spake! (that damn lisp is getting everywhere!)

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The Sheep, the Shepard, and the Wolf.

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The herd only survives because the Shepard is there, prepared to sacrifice the few to protect the many. Truth seekers are part of the few. Unfortunately we often delude ourselves into thinking that being outside the herd and awake will save us. Nope. We get to be amongst the first to go. Be a truth seeker at your peril!
We are just considered by the herd to be amongst the mentally challenged and thus can be dismissed out of hand. Eccentric is a description kept for only those who are smart enough to escape the noose the elite and their parasitic enablers have managed to constructed around the truth.
For most of us stupid truth speakers it all begins by not conspiring with others to cover up the crimes committed by individuals in our institutions.

A personal example of how it all starts.

A long time ago, Xmas 1983, I was on secondment to Kalgoorlie Regional Hospital from Perth as a trainee Nurse. A position I would later resign from as the experience I am about to recount will not leave me. It reawakened unresolved trauma in my own life from dysfunctional parenting and an anti-social up-bringing (another story all in itself). All of which placed me on the road to career death and all the problems that situation brings with it. Anyway, I was working on the Psycho-Geriatric ward as a 1st year doing dressings, general care, bathing, showering, feeding, etc of the patients there. There was one old gentleman called Colin Scriven (I believe that was his name) and he had been admitted years ago as a double sided stroke-victim that had rendered him in a vegetative state that would only be punctuated by strangled cries when things were being done to/for him. He was a special case and I did not personally nurse him. That was left up to a pair of polish-born nurse assistants and the orderlies that serviced that ward. As you may surmise he was labor intensive and took up a lot of time of the other qualified nurses on the ward.

One day, maybe two weeks into working on that ward one of the other trainee nurses came to me as I was beginning my afternoon shift and said in hushed tones words to the effect of telling me that the two Polish nurse assistants were going to ‘get rid of Mr Scriven’ today. I didn’t know what to say and I didn’t really even process it through my thoughts as the implications were just too much for me to address. So I just acknowledged what she had said and carried on my own duties. About an hour later there was commotion on the ward and I started to hear a most terrible sound that reverberated from one end of the ward to the other. It was the sound of Colin Scriven gasping for breath as he had been placed on his back for feeding (something you NEVER do to a incapacitated person!) and when he had kept spitting out the food had a hand placed over his mouth until it was forced backwards down into his lungs.
He was seen by a doctor who attempted to get some suction down but it was too deeply lodged in his lungs and he lay like that for FIVE HOURS until he died. Gasping for air so loudly that everyone on the ward could hear him suffering in the torture of choking to death on his own food.
He died as I left the ward at the end of my shift. I found that out the next day but at the time I did have an unusual experience of a wind blowing through me in an enclosed solid corridor that moved around momentarily as I was walking down it returning to my room.

Strange, hey! But I’m not known for being religious so I’m still unsure as to what that all meant.

But some part of my brain did process what had happened on that ward and it became a catalyst to reigniting all my unresolved emotional traumas from my childhood. Of course, I had no idea what was going on in my subconscious so became a thorn in the side of the Hospital administration where ever I was sent subsequently. Thus, I eventually resigned after making myself thoroughly disliked by all my peers. The other nurses on that day Colin Scriven died, well hey! They just saw it as part of the job. Someone who is inside the system is allowed to get away with……

I was told that the Doctor who signed the death certificate put ‘natural causes’ on the document.

So everybody gets away with taking another persons life when you have a state sponsored system to cover for you and hide in.

Except me. I tried to show how badly run the Hospital system was and was destroyed doing it. It’s a small town Perth but I have nowhere I wanted to run to. I wasn’t going to leave my mother after she had been so badly treated by my father. Both during their marriage and after divorce. And I never felt that my humiliation at the hands of various elites and government institutions of Perth were ever bad enough to warrant me running away in shame. What I didn’t recognize though was how small this town is and how they LOVE to have someone with no connections or power to make an example of. I was/am one of those people and they made hay while the sun shone.

Because of that experience and many others (both before and after) I have no solutions to the herd mentality except to think on the three parts; The sheep, the Shepard, and the wolf. Of course, that doesn’t necessarily explain why the Shepard needs the sheep in the first place. The sheep have turned out to have many uses other than just for the dining table. Control of the many by the few has many unintended consequences that have proved to be a boon for the Shepard. Human ingenuity is one that sticks out immediately. Co-operation is another. These are qualities the elite do not possess. There’s is the creed of greed and self interest rules their thinking. Without the sheep to use as a buffer between these elites they would surely tear each other to pieces in their haste for ultimate supremacy.
So they take advantage of our herding instincts and keep us fearful of the wolves so we wont stray too far from the flock.

Who are the wolves? Well, anyone that the good Shepard decrees is a wolf! The sheep wont argue, will they?

It’s worth pondering the implications in that they need the herd in a much more fundamental way; to provide sacrificial lambs for ritual slaughter to satisfy their own lust for human domination through the destruction of the young and naive. This so they can free their minds from their carnal desires and concentrate on survival through the subjugation of the rest of us to meeting their needs. Not our own.

Going on wholesale at the moment.

How on earth do you drive this blog?!?

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Thank you Berneice and Shu for your comments. I am not able to navigate them out from my spam cue at the moment as I am a novice running this type of forum, so please bare with me for a while until I learn more about how to operate my blog effectively. Always has been a fault of mine, trying to do more than I’m trained up for. Makes for interesting times, though…..

In this new electronically enabled territory I have no hesitation in stating that while I am a naturalised Australian citizen who was born in the UK, I consider myself a Citizen of Earth who holds his allegiance only to the people of the world, not to a particular country, government institution, corporate entity, or what have you. The reason for this is fairly straight forward in that I was the second born son of a selfish asshole of a man who decided at 44 years of age that he wanted to see the world and discard his family at the end of it. He convinced my mother, through threats of abandonment, that she had no alternative than to accompany him through 5 countries on 3 continents in a convoluted journey from the UK through Africa and Australia to New Zealand and then finally back to the most isolated city in the western world, Perth.

He was able to achieve this by working for the international resource companies who rape the world of it’s mineral wealth while impoverishing the indigenous people of the countries who’s minerals they nominally own but have no control over. I learned young that money talks and bullshit walks in the shape of the elites who control the corporations that shape the international capital ebbs and flows between countries and the resources that they ruthlessly exploit. They set up a country for ruin and control by plunging it into debt to build the infrastructure to service these bastard industries. They tell the hapless (and made stupid) citizens of any country that they will be able to service the debt because of the rosy economic picture they paint underpinned by bullish commodity prices that NEVER stay high long enough to complete the positive outcome promised. This way the debt is never extinguished and becomes a crippling millstone around the public purse compounding interest and driving all who are not of the elite controller genealogy into abject poverty.

This programme of enslavement I witnessed first hand as I was dragged around the world. Nothing will change this course of events unless and until people learn how to resist and eventually reject, out of hand, the power of these people as manifested through the corporations that they have conceived of and implanted throughout the world.

All coordinated by the international private banking cartel (Illuminati) who have intricate game plans set out across vast distances and generational time-lines that obscure there true intent to return us a dark age of bondage and self destruction. Meanwhile they attain wealth and immortality by using the shell game of fiat money that has the ability to drive human industry second to none because of it’s (empty) promise of wealth attainable for all. Just run to get that job over there and keep working that little bit harder, that little bit longer, and in the end it will all work out……..Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Har!…….

And now Australia is admitting to having over 2 million of us living below the poverty line…..Richest country in the world?…so we were being told for so many years. The joke is truly on us except it is cruel and unforgiving. I suffered through 14 schools that arrested my development to the point that I couldn’t make relationships last or career moves sensible and a brother lost through the worst kind of self destructive behaviour. All for the dream of a wealthy life-style for my hypocrite father who sacrificed his family on the altar of selfish whim without a second thought. A truly Resourceful Industry Man.

And now I see they have pioneered a new form of familial destruction for the resource man/woman; Distance, Drink, Drugs, and Dislocating Divorce.

Welcome to the West Australian Resource Industry. A Template for a World of Temptation/Damn-Nation.