Why my fixation on that first sepia of a great monitor, laid
up after the gunfire and sniper, in an estuarine anchor, quiet, peacefulled,
emptied and gutted to faux accounting and ersatz ledgering. Abandoned, purposefulness
evacuated. She had shelled and shelled and shelled. Great 12 inch shells, and
no victory was one. Why did that first scene direct my gaze upon, as I opened
the book, so many decades ago, in a library in Glasgow?
The photograph haunted my young mind then and haunts me
still as I seek quietude.
The contract phase kicked in again as I reconnoitred the lie
of the land some years later when I read of the famous Prinz Eugen who had not sought
her final rinse in roiling hot water at Bikini.
CV3 caught it, a cherry tree felled at last after unstinting
service, in the well.
What to say?
As a forensic story teller I can cash in on the untidy
endings left naked shorted like the gold filings soon to be melted down in a
usury insurance fire.
Here we go.
The legend of our demise is not the truth of the given, it
is the realisation that all must be weighed under the heavy light of reality.
So I try to explain here only a tiny part of the unreality of our halted love.
If an infinite space can exist in a bounded state imagine
what we could achieve, as our selves, free of the monoheathen and their state
of poverty in every perverted way.
I do not mean any fuckwitz exercise in a so call ed busy
ness school arseholersize. Business scholl has nothing to do with the sinck stink of education
or Phukk D’Witzinsation. The MBAinsertion of nothing into your part of the
parkland wherever the glorious wankstators rotate the muted, deafed, deferring
Herd Attention Space that is unlifed smoothed eye shine. Taking it up the
Would U release ysourself when a suit in a suit cannot
relate? Or wood you die?
The trance dance is to enjoy.
I ask you again. Would you?
For what would you?
Are you wold?
Then do not understand world for wold.
Stand in the affront to those you love and take the blow?
If so; I love you.
I love you before you are me and after I am you. Before we
died so long ago. The resulting insult is dread and no bread.
What is it that you are unaware of as you gently sleep
before your day of turmoil? My sword arm
is tried, my shield arm almost rebeaten. We need to stand.
Pushing the limits and the alchemy of my life has resulted
in an occurrence unknown to me since I almost killed myself through carelessness,
enthusiasm, glee and carriageway. I cannot stop my blind mind.
A shard and a silver sliver of broken glass 45 years ago.
The scars can be demonstrated even as protest.
Hurt, opened by me.
Now here, in the cul de sac of ordure, wherever the sky has
been occluded since late Saturday, almost aerosoled H2O, no sol, no soon, no orbital
unless checked, in the evening evening of where my soul rests.
A small moon, not the amplified moon of two weeks ago,
arrears and then disappears in the cracks of twighfight.
We are getting settled for a massive constructed faux fight,
you read that correctly foo fighters, retard retard smog alert.
We have a big pea souper coming down and I can feel it in my
breast. I walk the Queen’s Highway. Getting the cardio vascular ready for flight.
I am pounding the ‘crete and MacAdam in the arsehole borough,
wearing out the horse shoes, burning the sole as my soul heals.
I tripped, stumbled
and fell. Face fall down in the autumn leaved pavement. Bruised, cut and
Like an idiot.
Did the thoughts 2 U, illustrating my words, drive my fail?
And yet their number are not sufficient for my heart.
Last night I wrote to you. Words of your beauty. The names
of my feelings, the days of my being and the strength of dwelling here now and
never. The words are not gone now, though sacred and erased from my face. To
describe my arc is too much to start short.
Why to resume again; when all was gone?
Where should I write again? And against.
Angst, bereft and none.
There was an unendable day within which I lie undone. With
Over our many joys the fissure of our fusion was cloaked in
action, in activity, outwith our reality.
The cipher is gone, the incisions eroded, the markings
removed, the letters erased, the words blanks, the sound no longer to be heard.
When I halt, no matter what I witness, it will be beside
I had to break off, Monday, from this malarkey to get on
with stuff and I braked the bolloxian output.
Family busy ness.
Neither commercial nor transactional intercourse of false
wealth, no business in reducing ersatz entropy. Reality within my eyes, my
heart and my spirit. When eye opened last morning my cast fell upon the huge
pile that I had had to be examined on in Lalaland. To be conferred with my little red book,
my COMINTERN passport to sloth, my death pass.
What a pile!
Expensive alrighty and as always one dollar translated
across the pond to one pound, no matter the exchange rate. LIBOR revealed in
dead trees decades ago.
Method and moment, heat and momentum, always leading us with
its weight. Like a heavy metal hyper plastic balloon dragging us away from
terra firma. In the vicious vacuity of our glassed lives we miss the ball in
our ceaseless flapping around our numbers.
If the idea of business, quadruple abacusic ledger, religion
as nothing more than killing nonheathen in numbers is not cauterised then we
are lost. The sophist sophistication is ancient.
A very long time ago my cousin was born and for some reason
I had to wait in my parents’ car, for what seemed, an eternity outside the
hospital. That afternoon the sun was a torrent of light. The sky seamless, seemless
and seemingless. Illuminating a torched, broad, faux thoroughfare where the
vehicle was parked in individuated stasis. An indicator of a rich society about
to be impoverished by democracy. In my solitude I wondered at the sky, which on
that summer’s day, my seat dappled, trees gleaming, the air starked, my eyes
scorched, in burning silence, was intensely whitened and my mind left me.
Many decades later as I drove my daughter and her bestest
chummie back from stage school, this past Saturday, we met the most glorious sunset
sky here in the centre of global criminal activity. The girls remarked upon the
vista and we agreed that it was sintering and sincering.
I was stopped. A quantum moment of unimaginable, infinite,
bounded beauty. A Planck resolution of the grains in my life and death. There
is no darkness. Between piss and shit is simply a tiny sliver of shortened
stark occult. All freed between two great borders of illumination. We are free.
There is no death, only life.
Why do I feel so distraught? Why my desolation in the
caressing, bathing, warmth of that sunset?
I drove, we moved, traffic light red, indicate, wait, be
aware of all other users of the Queen’s highway, note the muppets who endanger,
we returned to my mate, the secretive squirrel’s hovel, but in the wonder of
that moment I was halted as only once before.
Only twice have I experienced reality. All other as fiction
is fiction, the constricting construct of affliction. The constituency of the
fools and their djinn master.
I cried recently, the tears dropping, like infamous
rainfall, a traitor to my self. I am strong. I do not weep. Yet when I was a
boy anger made me lachrymose. That rage. The indignation at a collective fools’
unreality. The outrage at those who are heathen. My indignation at indoctrination.
The closing of my eyelids increased the precipitation. Why all
I have not really eaten in a week, nor slept in a month.
What do I see?
What do I scry as I cried?
Is it entropy dying? Is the love of the world being
replaced? Is it the last spiritual experience before sloth overtakes us all?
Corps Crop Rotation or a prelude to Part 13 of the Bomb
Line; Part 5
I’ve been on and off hodilay since late August. I took a
load of listening and reading material with me. Didn’t get to read a lot since
it pissed all over us nonstop in Cornwall
and the sun was so strong in Barca I almost went blind. However I did get to
listen to a great deal of malarkey on the catholic subjects your correspondent
sticks his sticky beak into.
As an aside here I’d just like to remark that petrol is
cheaper in Barca and the SanMig is cheap and proper. One day the whole world
will be as England
is, sterile and taxed to death. Airstrip One is the proto-NWO.
Anyway once we got back to Blighty I just sort of ruminated
and belched a lot. Oh and set the secret squirrel’s compound alight with a
never ending set of Qs. As he remarked last week, whilst giving a big hint that
it might be sukiyaki time for a change, he’d never seen so much charcoal used
to so little effect. Then he hid the accelerant, so sukiyaki time it was this
Then my dreamland stopped.
Several things caused this, small things, the cumulative
effect being what follows.
The last little bit of the quantum straw that broke the
virtual camel’s back was Kev.
I realised that the important thing that needs to be said I had left unsaid.
What follows is not a criticism of KB in anyway; he simply shook
me out of my reverie.
At this shop you will find several bloggers with RISC in
front of their names on the side bar. This is because your correspondent finds
it interesting that they do nothing other than operate on a reduced instruction
Let me explain.
Since we all know that the legend, scripted in Wallyweird
Strasse, of what happened in the years 1931-1945 is all bollox, indeed that the
Cold War was also a staged play, then when the singular focus of so called
counter argumentalists over what really happened in the slave camps is not
“WHAT HAPPENED IN THERE?” but on the number of gas chambers, rail heads, forced
marches or the wonders of NaziJizzim; this leads one to conclude that they,
wittingly or unwittingly, are batting for team Satan just like the
monoheathenoids that insist they all shat diamonds as part of a well balanced
diet, got shot at by Ralph Fiennes or cannot show us a tattoo on their arse.
Remember these heathen loyal troopers are directly tapped into the funny money
machine and can never run out of lucre to promote their fiction. They were the
commie kapos in the camps, never short of cash or violence. The banksters
No one ever asks why did the Nazi’s best forger assets come
from the Khazars in the camps? What did these ersatz pillars of society do in
“peace time” then before they got to eat porridge? Criminals of course. All the
attention goes on the number of shower heads in a gas chamber, idiot factory
processes of the mass murder of millions and the deluded imaginings of fiction
practitioners. No one ever spends time noting that these fevered outpourings on
paper really reflect the actual practices used by the PsychoKhaziKillers of the
OGPU when dispatching the intelligencia of Poland
and the land owners of the Ukraine.
The terminal KhaziKillers are lethal to all non-Khazidroids at all times and
all places. Where ever the USSR
trod there were dead persons everywhere all executed by Khazari monoheathenoids.
Simple guilt transference. An old trick.
So bearing in mind the secrecy surrounding the documentation
that would actually let one make a real appraisal of what happened in the
Reich, the weird imposition of tell tale crime scene ephemera, the forced
silence of the current residents and the mass killing of actual witnesses, can
we really make a judgement of what transpired in there? We are supposed to be
kept in the dark or frightened off snooping around the crime scene, can one
make an inference that makes more sense of the iCSI, the Iron Curtain, the 3rd
Reich and the bomb line? All the dead people we are not allowed to know about
because a bunch of KhaziKillers are hogging the lime light on cue?
Well you know me. I believe I can. Not just that but I can
tell what is going to happen here in Europe
because it is a repeat of 2000 years ago.
Zoh first things first, what can we actually see that no
amount of fannying around the fiction factory and rewriting history faculties
After the gunfire and sniper finished the western ally controlled
part of Europe, Hessian lands esp., were knee deep in well fed Khazars awaiting
their ticket out of Europe for the soon to be Rothschild Corporate Enmity/Tel
Aviv pirate base. Where did they all come from? I thought they’d all gone up in
smoke! Their young women heavy with child. Germans booted out of their
remaining homes so that these clowns could rest peacefully. All stirred into
action by orders from on high in banksterdom. Their path cleared by the
infinite ability to print as much money as you need. Remember UKplc would
remain rationed for years to come.
So here is the question that can be answered by current human
resource management theory. What were their skill sets that Roth wanted? Those
of you who’ve been processed by the apes that infest HR these days (SS, GEFEPO,
GESTAPO, NKVD, OGPU in previous eras) recently will know that your previous
behaviour is a clear indicator of your future behaviour patterns.
Well there are clear indicators in two irrefutable areas as
to what was required of them in their new fire base at Tortuga
Einsatzgrüppen/terrorist skills and that X-Factor which I
will tease you with until later.
Bearing in mind that some of these mysteriously alive KhaziKillerklowns
were so called partisans that were COMINTERN stay behind units previously used
to exterminate the local populations who wouldn’t bow to KommieKhazi terror
prior to Barbarossa we can see in the atrocities carried out on the
Palestinians a clear continuation in behaviour patterns. So we have hanging
around in the western allies controlled areas Einsatzgrüppen specialists,
wanting for nothing, waiting for their boarding pass and passage to the
Promised Land. At the same time we were handing over vast numbers of nonKhazi
men, women and children refugees fleeing Soviet terror to the Soviets for
transportation and extermination. Funny old world.
What do you think the USS Liberty heard in 1967 as she
sniffed the ether? Yes. Einsatzgrüppen at work on defenceless Palestinians. A
continuation of their behaviour aberration transferred from TransDniestre to TransJordan.
Now then we come to the real secret which I will speculate about
here. To do that we need to look a little further down the line from 1947 to
1957 in the pirate base.
When one looks at the map here,
one thing that I hadn’t really contemplated upon is the immediate clearance of
the Negev into Tortuga sur Mer’s killer hands
by Roth/Rock’s UN. I look at the numbers involved,
and remember when dealing with these clowns and numbers it is always magical,
however lets take them as a given. This quote provides a further idea about the
skill sets imported into the area. Once Einsatzgrüppen, always Einsatzgrüppen.
“At the beginning of the strife in late 1947, it is likely
that the Jewish political leadership in Palestine
would have rejected any formal plan to expel the Palestinians. (Although that
would change by the following June, as discussed below, when the new Israeli
government prohibited the return of all Palestinian refugees.) There was,
however, a shared belief by many of the Jewish (later Israeli) military leaders
during the war that the entire Palestinian population was the enemy. Acting on
that belief, the Jewish militias (the official Haganah and the unofficial Stern
Gang and Irgun) engaged in a consistent course of conduct that was intended
to--and did--cause the Arab population to flee. (The Israeli myth that the
Palestinians left on instructions from Arab leaders has long since been shown
to be a fabrication.)”
Now we come to the second set of skills, the type of human
assets that would once again behave in the future as they had done in the past,
that were brought into the Rothschild pirate base from the ruins of the Reich.
This place is,
like the Holohoax, surrounded by layers of secrecy and disinfo. One of the chief
dysinfofunctioaries is this asset.
You will get my reasoning for this when I get to the last part of this article
where we look into the future and meet the deep past.
To contrast what we are supposed to believe here take a
relatively untouched, high tech, centralised state such as France. A
nation of tens of millions with a history of centuries of scientific endeavour
took until 1956 to get a nuclear reactor critical and until 1960 to light off a
big one. RCE/TA? “Before the partition, Jews comprised only one-third of the
population of Palestine,
which held some 608,000 Jews and 1,237,000 Arabs. Even within the area
designated for Israel
under the U.N. partition plan, the population consisted of some 500,000 Jews
and 330,000 Arabs. How could a country with such a large Arab minority become a
Jewish homeland?” RCE/TA is not the quiet cloisters of Oxford or MIT where enquiry can progress with
academic rigour and research. It is a fire base full of gunfire and sniper.
So where did the human assets do their research and get
trained in a stable environment such that they could then replicate the method
in the Negev?
To answer that we need to look at some of the signatures of
a nuclear programme, particularly power. Recognise this?
Interesting time frame, no? All up and running in time to separate isomers.
Recognise this? “For example, less than thirty per cent of
the workers at the Farben plant were in the "prisoner" category; more
that half were free foreign workers who had enlisted voluntarily for labor and
the remaining approximate twenty per cent were ordinary German employees.” Didn’t think you would.
Same time frame. Same vast power requirements. Also note that free foreign
workers would likely be doing R&D related work in a humungous R&D
facility. Slaves/prisoners would be expendable, free workers doing R&D
would be assets and hence the swimming pool, dance floor, orchestras etc. Of
course we are not supposed to look at this scene, it is a holy place. Well I’ll
bet we are not supposed to rumble to the fact that was a two tier cast of Khazi
characters in there. One tier getting the attention of the Lead Pill Pharmacy,
the other working on the lab benches and management quite aware of what was
going down. That is what we are not supposed to think about. Then they get
whisked out to RCE/TA and the cover story fiction starts and a hermetic Iron
Curtain descends to quarantine the crime scene in the Reichprotektorate for two
At the other shop I will elaborate a bit more on some of the
details implied above including Patton’s famous army, more on Operational
Manoeuvre Groups and finally Bikini Atoll.
First though we have to deal with MV and the looking forward
to Europe’s demise. This is the reason for my
current thoughts appearing in the shop here rather than the other shop where
big bangs and bombers really hang out.
2000 years ago the demographics of the Roman state had changed
and with it the nature of that state from Republic to heathen degeneracy. The
Roman citizen found himself out fighting wars and being out bred by freed
slaves from the Middle East at home.
Eventually all the positions of power within the state were held by Babylon money
worshippers. The Roman natives were displaced. With the disappearance of Germany we have
the same dynamic in play today. Europe flooded by middle eastern Babylonian
money worshippers who will make sure that all positions of power in such places
as local parliaments and EU institutions (OPEC is a great example of levying
tribute in disguise) are occupied by their progeny whilst the aboriginals are
indebted or maimed on the battle fields.
A sure sign of this is that the Ba’al Hammon Bishop of Rome is an ex Nazi. And
here is my problem with MV. If he’d gone Russian Orthodox or Assyrian Catholic
I would not entertain the same doubts that I have. He went from one branch of
money worshippers’ monoheathenism to another branch. For make no mistake
anything that springs from Rome or is protestant
to Rome is at its root Babylon. That is why they always harp on
about debt. Anything that springs from Mecca, Rome, atheism or Babylon
is a debt based, slaver operation run by people who hate humanity. Remember
when the Bishop of Rome took power after the fall of Rome the local power families were all of
Phoenician descent and then they started to kill anyone in sight as soon as
they were secure.
Those who read here regularly will know that, except for an
oblique reference or two recently at the other shop, I really last looked at
the, how can one describe them, the master magician logisticians of the
centrifugal dynamic, seeded into the world by those called the Watchers and….
……By some serendipitous synchronicity just as I fingered
them out here in
Northerntruthseeker fired up, which I parked out here in
Apiru clue? Unfortunately the original blog is gone really!!!!, thankfully NTS has saved
part of the detail here, at the part about Menorah and donkey dicks .
So what comes next, started over at the other shop,
though the remainder in this house
stands independent of that blog, is for your delectation.
The Apiru, conveniently obscure and hidden from recorded
history. I would posit that that is what you would expect them to be, that our
given history would keep them, the important, the key, occulted, in camera,
though their principals would know exactly who they were and where they were on
the mission, the great enterprise.
We have two groups here, one invisible in the crypt(Watchers
and/or their divine stewards), one out on the trail(Apiru, the dusty red, donkey
drivers). This is the kernel of the system to steal the world by divine
instigation disguised as monoheathenism, AKA monotheism.
There is one big problem with my thesis; that this system
carries on to this day after 10,000 years or so. I know you are thinking about
it as well. How do they keep the lineal continuity going? The unbroken lineage.
Well this is where we come to something that I started to
bang on about more recently. What is it that we’ve been misdirected about that
could explain their peculiar breeding habits, what are we being gently nudged
away from that could help explain their multi-kulti-millennial continuity?
“"Do we not therefore perceive that by the action of
the laws of organization . . . nature has in favorable times, places, and
climates multiplied her first germs of animality, given place to developments
of their organizations, . . . and increased and diversified their organs? Then.
. . aided by much time and by a slow but constant diversity of circumstances,
she has gradually brought about in this respect the state of things which we
now observe. How grand is this consideration, and especially how remote is it
from all that is generally thought on this subject!"
Text of a lecture given by Lamarck at the Musée National
d'Histoire Naturelle, Paris,
Lamarck's scientific theories were largely ignored or
attacked during his lifetime; Lamarck never won the acceptance and esteem of
his colleagues Buffon and Cuvier, and he died
in poverty and obscurity. Today, the name of Lamarck is associated merely with
a discredited theory of heredity, the "inheritance of acquired
traits." However, Charles Darwin, Lyell,Haeckel, and other
early evolutionists acknowledged him as a great zoologist and as a forerunner
of evolution. Charles Darwin wrote in 1861:
Lamarck was the first man whose conclusions on the subject
excited much attention. This justly celebrated naturalist first published his
views in 1801. . . he first did the eminent service of arousing attention to
the probability of all changes in the organic, as well as in the inorganic
world, being the result of law, and not of miraculous interposition.
Who was this man, and why did he inspire such conflicting
Biography of Lamarck
Jean Baptiste Pierre Antoine de Monet, Chevalier de Lamarck
was born on August 1, 1744, in the village
of Bazentin-le-Petit in the north of France.
He was the youngest of eleven children in a family with a centuries-old
tradition of military service; his father and several of his brothers were
soldiers. The young Lamarck entered the Jesuit seminary at Amiens
around 1756, but not long after his father's death, Lamarck rode off to join
the French army campaigning in Germany
in the summer of 1761; in his first battle, he distinguished himself for
bravery under fire and was promoted to officer. After peace was declared in
1763, Lamarck spent five years on garrison duty in the south of France, until
an accidental injury forced him to leave the army. After working as a bank
clerk in Paris
for a while, Lamarck began to study medicine and botany, at which he rapidly
became expert; in 1778 his book on the plants of France, Flore
Française, was published to great acclaim, in part thanks to the support
On the strength of the Flore Française (and
Buffon's patronage), Lamarck was appointed an assistant botanist at the royal
botanical garden, the Jardin des Plantes, which was not only a botanical garden
but a center for medical education and biological research. Aside from a stint
as tutor to Buffon's son during a tour of Europe in 1781, Lamarck continued as
an underpaid assistant at the Jardin du Roi, living in poverty (and having to
defend his job from cost-cutting bureaucrats in the National Assembly) until
1793. That year, the same year that Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette went to the
guillotine, the old Jardin des Plantes was reorganized as the Musée National
d'Histoire Naturelle (National Museum of Natural History), which was to be run
by twelve professors in twelve different scientific fields. Lamarck, who had
called for this reorganization, was appointed a professor -- of the natural
history of insects and worms (that is, of all invertebrates), a subject he knew
To be fair to Lamarck, we should mention that since the time
few naturalists had considered the invertebrates worthy of study. The word
"invertebrates" did not even exist at the time; Lamarck coined it.
The invertebrate collections at the Musée were enormous and rapidly growing,
but poorly organized and classified. Although the professors at the Musée were
theoretically equal in rank, the professorship of "insects and worms"
was definitely the least prestigious. But Lamarck took on the enormous
challenge of learning -- and creating -- a new field of biology. The sheer
number and diversity of invertebrates proved to be both a challenge and a rich
source of knowledge. As Lamarck lectured his students in 1803, after ten years
of research on invertebrates:
. . . we perceive that, relative to the animal kingdom, we
should chiefly devote our attention to the invertebrate animals, because their
enormous multiplicity in nature, the singular diversity of their systems of
organization, and of their means of multiplication, . . . , show us, much
better than the higher animals, the true course of nature, and the means which
she has used and which she still unceasingly employs to give existence to all
the living bodies of which we have knowledge.
Lamarck published a series of books on invertebrate zoology
and paleontology. Of these, Philosophie zoologique, published in 1809,
most clearly states Lamarck's theories of evolution. The first volume
of Histoire naturelle des Animaux sans vertèbres was published in
1815, the second in 1822. Aside from Lamarck's contributions to evolutionary
theory, his works on invertebrates represent a great advance over existing
classifications; he was the first to separate the Crustacea, Arachnida,
and Annelida from
the "Insecta." His classification of the mollusks was far in advance
of anything proposed previously; Lamarck broke with tradition in removing
the tunicates and
the barnacles from the Mollusca. He
also anticipated the work of Schleiden & Schwann in cell theory in stating
. . . no body can have life if its constituent parts are not
cellular tissue or are not formed by cellular tissue.
Lamarck even found time to write papers on physics and
meteorology, including some annual compilations of weather data.
But Lamarck's works never became popular during his
lifetime, and Lamarck never won the respect or prestige enjoyed by his patron
Buffon or his colleague Cuvier. While
Cuvier respected Lamarck's work on invertebrates, he had no use for Lamarck's
theory of evolution, and he used his influence to discredit it. Most of
Lamarck's life was a constant struggle against poverty; to make matters worse,
he began to lose his sight around 1818, and spent his last years completely
blind, cared for by his devoted daughters (he had been married four times).
When he died, on December 28, 1829, he received a poor man's funeral (although
his colleague Geoffroy
Saint-Hilaire gave one of the orations) and was buried in a rented
grave; after five years his body was removed, and no one now knows where his
Lamarck's Scientific Thought
Beginning in 1801, Lamarck began to publish details of his
Where men like Buffon had hinted at the possibility of
evolutionary change, Lamarck declared it forthrightly. In 1801 he wrote:
. . . time and favorable conditions are
the two principal means which nature has employed in giving existence to all
her productions. We know that for her time has no limit, and that consequently
she always has it at her disposal.
What was the mechanism for evolution? "Lamarckism"
or "Lamarckianism" is now often used in a rather derogatory sense to
refer to the theory that acquired traits can be inherited. What Lamarck
actually believed was more complex: organisms are not passively altered by
their environment, as his colleague Geoffroy Saint-Hilaire thought.
Instead, a change in the environment causes changes in the needs of organisms
living in that environment, which in turn causes changes in their behavior.
Altered behavior leads to greater or lesser use of a given structure or organ;
use would cause the structure to increase in size over several generations,
whereas disuse would cause it to shrink or even disappear. This rule -- that
use or disuse causes structures to enlarge or shrink -- Lamarck called the
"First Law" in his book Philosophie zoologique. Lamarck's
"Second Law" stated that all such changes were heritable. The result
of these laws was the continuous, gradual change of all organisms, as they
became adapted to their environments; the physiological needs of organisms,
created by their interactions with the environment, drive Lamarckian evolution.
While the mechanism of Lamarckian evolution is quite
different from that proposed by Darwin,
the predicted result is the same: adaptive change in lineages, ultimately
driven by environmental change, over long periods of time. It is interesting to
note that Lamarck cited in support of his theory of evolution many of the same
lines of evidence that Darwin
was to use in the Origin of Species. Lamarck's Philosophie
zoologique mentions the great variety of animal and plant forms produced
under human cultivation (Lamarck even anticipated Darwin in mentioning fantail pigeons!); the
presence of vestigial, non-functional structures in many animals; and the
presence of embryonic structures that have no counterpart in the adult. Like
Darwin and later evolutionary biologists, Lamarck argued that the Earth was
immensely old. Lamarck even mentions the possibility of natural selection in
his writings, although he never seems to have attached much importance to this
It is even more interesting to note that, although Darwin tried to refute the
Lamarckian mechanism of inheritance, he later admitted that the heritable
effects of use and disuse might be important in evolution. In the Origin
of Species he wrote that the vestigial eyes of moles and of cave-dwelling
animals are "probably due to gradual reduction from disuse, but aided
perhaps by natural selection." Lamarckian inheritance, at least in the
sense Lamarck intended, is in conflict with the findings of genetics and has
now been largely abandoned -- but until the rediscovery of Mendel's laws at the
beginning of the twentieth century, no one understood the mechanisms of
heredity, and Lamarckian inheritance was a perfectly reasonable hypothesis.
Several other scientists of the day, including Erasmus Darwin,
subscribed to the theory of use and disuse -- in fact, Erasmus Darwin's
evolutionary theory is so close to Lamarck's in many respects that it is
surprising that, as far as is known now, the two men were unaware of each
In several other respects, the theory of Lamarck differs
from modern evolutionary theory. Lamarck viewed evolution as a process of
increasing complexity and "perfection," not driven by chance; as he
wrote in Philosophie zoologique, "Nature, in producing in succession
every species of animal, and beginning with the least perfect or simplest to
end her work with the most perfect, has gradually complicated their
structure." Lamarck did not believe in extinction: for him, species that
disappeared did so because they evolved into different species. If this goes on
for too long, it would mean the disappearance of less "perfect"
organisms; Lamarck had to postulate that simple organisms, such as protists, were
constantly being spontaneously generated. Yet despite these differences,
Lamarck made a major contribution to evolutionarythought, developing a theory
that paralleled Darwin's
in many respects. Rediscovered in the middle part of the 19th century, his
theories finally gained the attention they merited. His mechanism of evolution
remained a popular alternative to Darwinian selection until the beginning of
the 20th century; prominent scientists like Edward Drinker Cope adopted
Lamarckianism and tried to apply it to their work. Though his proposed
mechanism eventually fell out of favor, he broke ground in establishing the
fact of evolution.” Source
The current state of Darwinian natural selection, indeed the
given paradigm, is always studying the lower forms of life with the hidden
agenda of brain washing the human herd into believing that we are nothing more
than lowing live stock. All backed up with a massive psyop called man made
global warming/cooling/whatever fits.
Now the bit in the above quotation that interests me is this
“Lamarck viewed evolution as a process of increasing
complexity and "perfection," not driven by chance; as he wrote
in Philosophie zoologique, "Nature, in producing in succession every
species of animal, and beginning with the least perfect or simplest to end her
work with the most perfect, has gradually complicated their structure."”
Did you see that bit, “not driven by chance”?
Now then, let us reverse the usual Darwinian perspective
which is nature applied to animals and replace nature with Watchers and animal
with humans. So Watchers applied to humans, a closed system, within an open
Note that the closed system is now a higher system with
human beings raised way above all other animals, the opposite of the Darwinian
mindfuck for the rest of humanity.
What advantages does the Lamarckian system give to those
benefitting from this approach to selection? As a corollary of getting away
from the animals we shall focus on one of the great secrets which falls out
from this view. We are abandoning the corpus here; we are focussed on mens et
Well let me list the things that the Watchers required from
this system, which is at work to this very day, as an unbroken chain. Though we
are required to believe there are “Dark Ages”. For you and me all those
centuries ago, perhaps, but the bitchboys in charge lived it up elsewhere. The
are distributed at vast cost to themselves.
There has never been a dark age. Only engineered lights out.
They haremed it up elsewhere when our gold and silver had been slaved out.
I’ll bet you do not have a clue.
Do you really think that ARPANET is new? The wetware?
The red, dusty, donkey drivers did it all and more millennia
I’ve been bashing my bonce for 2 years now trying to put the
wordy words together to meaningfully convey my thesis. Which is, at its
simplest, wrapped in the nature of light. What is it? Whatever it is it is entrapped within a great fabric of lies and eyes.
If we are to take Planck, the last universal constant and
you know what I think about that state, my eyes are constantly absorbing
momentum. What does that mean to me in the aggregated loop?
Einstein, the fakir, used to take the railcar and imagined
riding a light wave. And he was stopped. Stopped when?
If we take JCM at his word then the answer is nowhere yet
and everywhere gone. Allwhere.
Gold, no we are not going hyperdimensional, is another of
those constants that fail my consonants and vowel movements. Everytime the
clown Paul, not Damascene, opens his yapp about the Fed you can see that age
old god given slaver mind at work. I love listening to the precious metals
lads, Morgan, Chapman, Maloney et al.
They are worth their weight in… ermm…..gold. HOWEVER,
I have never heard any of these guys state the obvious. Bearing in mind that
several are already on the horses and many are being checked out for inclusion
in the Magnificent Seven,
I admire their work, I cannot state this more clearly than that precious
metals are being recovered as a continuing process off slavery, unending servitude as a device, as engineered human suffering. It is, like
fiat money, a monolith of the fakir construct of monoheathenism. Want gold and
silver? You must accept slavery.
Well you can GGTF!!
So there I was struggling to try and make sense of one
strand of what I would want to apply vast numbers of wordysword upon and then
LL scripted it so simply.
Last year I got started on something How far can you run amile? that I have not yet fully expanded upon nor completed. There are many reasons
for this partial failure but at last I can plot the course which has been
started again here at AA&AA.
This burbling will feed into AA&AA Part 5 of ? but concerns only us and our
So let us start where I left this conversation and see where
it takes us. Last time out I asked rhetorically
To put this maelstrom of unfact into perspective, we are
supposed to believe that the Cabbageeating swine infesting the Smoke fled town
with shit streaked breeks when the Bonnie Prince threatened to drop by, kicked
the Frogs in the nuts and then lost the bulk of the productive North American
land mass; all in 30 years! One thing that we can be sure of though is that
anything constructed to support a British royalist state is cheap, artificial, ephemeral, psychopathic and sacrificial and the leading role bit part actors have no kinship or empathy with their natives. In such a state there is no money for Aboriginal people, all the money
is to be spent on sluts, slattern, whores, dope, fine wines, sweet meats and
sloth. Not numeracy, literacy and health for the masses. Oh NO! It is a NOAHide
So what is Canada
It is Crown land, i.e. it belongs to Babylon. We know that a great experiment was
carried out in the New World. BTW those of you
familiar with my speculations will know that I tend towards a Phoenician flow
of hidden history which makes that New World
crap…..well, crap. South America got turned over to the Ba’al Hammon Bishop of Rome, no land for the
scum. North America got, at the price of
genocide, to play with property for the masses licensed via Calvin et al from
the Bishop of Molech.
There it hangs for now over all the Americas.
So, as I cracked open another Bow that evening, that is what
I was pondering when the 2iC heaved into view. Canada is a weird haven for skull
cracking nutters, kind of ultraPaperclipped. At the other shop I asked just who
were the Kapos and commies in the camps managing the assets for? Just who was
the real beneficiary of all the inhuman experiments carried out upon helpless
persons in ice baths with their turnips exposed? One is supposed to go all RISC
and concentrate on the concentration myths. No one is supposed to ask just whose
contract was being fulfilled in there? For contracted they were. All was
licensed in the Reich’s protectorate. All was known despite Gestapo Mueller’s
best efforts and Kammler’s swift constructions. What do you think Tehran and Yalta
Well needless to say shed loads more pleasant evenings have
been had since then, the secretive squirrel’s back yard is now a hot spot for
the iGREEN scam fascistKapos. When I light up a Q it can be seen from space.
I was not kidding when I did the Parsley blowing Abos into shit pieces.
To be a witness and not enclose their spell is negligence and I’ve been
wondering, more and more, about the things we take for granted. The thing,
unsaid but often thought, on the cusp of my lips as the great big phekking 2iC wreck
heaved into view.
Looking at the human body there are three important spots.
The brain, the heart and the eyes. I know, I know, I know but that will have to
wait for part 6 or 7 of AA&AA. What is coming up here is already hard
enough to swallow.
Only our eyes inflect the medium within which we bathe, the
immersion of our temporal nature. Brain and heart are occluded by our flesh.
Our flesh is no thing, we are as animals if we are to take
the given. The conditioning to be groomed and prepared for slavery. Look at all
those fools who spend all their lives stalking the beasts and
protecting their spawn, and yet would leave our own to die in the gutter. Intra
urinas et faeces are you aborted. Look. Darwinian bankster zero sum gaming Malthusianism,
the devil’s light giving hand job knob, a great big cock up round which we are
supposed to gather. A bit of advice lads, go spend your effort on those who
will die and stop trying to function in the attention economy’s alter space,
for you will be culled once your usefulness to the moneyreligiokriminals is
over. Become human not a hearder.
Look at that false premise. Look at the showy charity. Look
at their cowardice to face the real iCSI. No ersatz lucre, no dead whales, you muppets.
We have been taught to think ourselves base, animals,
amoeba, germs or worse unlived. Everything is raised to a superior position
needing more false lucre for their maintenance than the ordinary child borne of
us. The munnyperpweirdoes practice occulted juxtapositioning of their
reproductive organs, no abortion for them unless they are predestined, and
exalt their status without basis. So what is the stasis of their fundamentalist
This pixel bollox is already too long so I will leave you
with the following thought which we will pursue into later parts of this Bowmanship
If, as some ancients thought, our Sun, eclectic universe, is
an eye pouring light, dynamic from null, into our locality, static though
dynamic, then what are our non stopped eyes doing?
If they think that the illegal alien is going to deliver anything to their empty, fat, dinner plated fates then they
are unknowing, though not fools.
“Jews were by no means the only targets of
this social engineering, but they were pursued the most ruthlessly. They were
also, not coincidentally, the victims with the fewest resources to defend themselves.
Reinhard Heydrich, chief of the Reich Security Main Office, offered one of the
most frank statements that syncretized slave labor and genocide in the
well-known Wannsee protocol of early 1942: … in the course of the final
solution, the Jews will enter the Labor Action in a suitable way in the East.
In large work gangs, separated by sex, Jews capable of work will build roads.
During this work, a large number will doubtless perish due to natural cause.
The possible final remnant will doubtless represent a natural selection and be
that part most capable of resistance. It will have to be handled accordingly,
for if these were to beset free, they would act as the seed of a new Jewish
Now then now then now then, whose limiting wishes
are being fulfilled within Lamarckian boundaries?
We are going to ponder a little more on the
creation of monertaryreligiohermetic groups through Lamarckian selection for a
little while longer, let us see if the idea can shed light on the global
affliction unleashed upon the world by the gitts known to us as The Watchers.
For I’ll wager that these black feathered clowns are responsible for this anti
human idea embodied in such things as monoheathenistic religiofakiry, fiat
money, pursuit of gold, slavery, RCE/LC and of course the religiocriminal mercenaries
that always heed the call of the money power such as such arses as the
Jacobins, Frankfurt School, Marxists, Chicago School, Maoists, Tavistock
Institute, SRI, Vienna School, iGREEN, COMINTERN, AGENDA21 and Zionists.
So does the idea have any traction and if
so can we get some answers from the actual hyperdimensional properties of DNA
mooted here… well I’ll leave that for the moment. All I’ll note is that most
experimenters are delving into fish, grains, fruit flys etc. and keeping the
Darwinian related propaganda about us being no better than beasts to the
forefront. The secret work which they don’t want us to get wind of relates to
the very special nature of mankind. Junk DNA my erse!
Now you lot know that when anything Russian
heaves into view I get all tingley. The only group of persons who could match
the Germans in philosophy, temporal and spiritual. Everyone else since the 17th
century has been retarded by a Reduced Instruction Set of permitted thought
patterns and beliefs bounded by NOAHide.
Now I don’t pretend to have read ALL of the
above yet, however the thing that attracts my attention is that a great many
are realizing that what we are allowed to know is what allows so many
“unknowns” to exist. Many are now tackling the big questions by discarding the
conventional spoon fed gruel that sustains a degenerate academia and scientific
main stream mediocre.
Plenty of reading above. So I will wrap
this short outing up with a pointer as to where we are going.
Have you ever considered how difficult it
would have been to have a sustainable Lamarckian selection process for the
chosen of the human herd without the use of cities within which to hide the
self selecting Lamarckian community and its religiocriminal society destroying activities?
To understand the true purpose of the establishment of cities is to understand
the purpose of the conventional academic dogma concerning the origins of
farming and the discarding of wandering tribes. The sudden emergence of walled
cities has nothing to do with defence, it is a Lamarckian breeding boundary. Once
you get that you can understand the other big mysteries like the Cold War, Voyages of Discovery and occulted human reality better.
In the analysis of personality, the
term archetype is often broadly used to refer to a
type observed multiple times, especially an
oversimplification of such a type,
type exemplified, especially the "greatest" such example, or a
literary term to express details.”
As I was saying at the other shop, Newton was an alchemist,
not a scientist as we would recognise. He was also a gold bug for the Ba’al
Hammon worshippers. Gold worship, that’s an archetype alrighty. Now don’t
get me wrong. I love these guys and their sound advice.
I just cannot stop at their perspective because I reckon that the meme was
planted in the beginning to drive man like kind mental with precious metal. In fact
it is more than an eviling, it is a logical outcome based on human experience
for 10,000 years. The analysis of Morgan, Keiser, Maloney et al never step beyond the temporal in their public utterings and
yet smart guys like this must ask themselves the question.
Anyway before I get all expectorant again, ……bollox!
Can’t resist it.
If you got your head round my suggestion
for a solution to the wave particle duality of the infamous light diffraction
conundrum you’ll know we are off again into Lalaland as soon as I mention it. As
I remarked at the other shop, the given is for the dullard and moron to sup
upon. The hard tack takes a strong jaw and a differentiation in reality. The
ape takes a longer time to realize the aped. Hard questions; like what are the possible
hyper dimensional properties of precious metals? Look at them; all shiny and
lazy in the day? Under the sun? What do
they do? What does Roth want them for? Ooohh that’s a series of serious
questions no one is supposed to ask.
So let us look at the foundation bitch boy
named after a now famously painted town in Australia.
He infamously sat on his arse for decades
whilst allegedly being too scared to publish the ideas his noddle contained.
Indeed if it hadn’t been for the likelihood of another brain scratcher about to
publish similar ideas he’d have kept if all to himself. Now you know I smell a
rat here when this type of legend is circulated surrounding these kinds of
stories and suddennesses. The same stench that surrounds the JCM quaternion
pokkelling and right royal Albert hagiography.
So here we go. I’ll try and keep this
succinct for once.
Darwinian natural selection is a putting
into wordy words of a statistical phenomenon giving life in this part of the
universe. Imagine a normal bell curve; rotate it around the y-axis to form a
solid bell space. Each life form inhabits its own specific bell inhabitation
space. The volume enclosed within the bell inhabitation space is a measure of
individuated niches and population. Let us take a simple bell inhabitation
space. Three axes. Hot/cold x-axis. Wet/dry z-axis. Population y-axis (I know
you are thinking that this stops dead at zero but if you get what is upcoming
you'll reconsider). The max on the population axis, the apex of the bell solid,
is those individuals ideally genetically disposed to the current conditions for
procreation and survival. The x/z plane dithers and the y max moves slowly over
time and in the very long term leads to extinction, adaptation and or
bifurcation to two separate inhabitation spaces. I.e. species.
An extreme x/z dither is a caldera event or
massive earth strike. Those previously well adapted mega fauna disappear and
the shit eating dirt rodents inherit the earth.
OK I said I‘d keep this brief.
We now consider the human herd inhabitation
space. Classically minimally and then heretically with fewer wordy words than
my fingers want.
This will be kurz. The human herd inhabitation
space as understood in Darwinian terms is cloven by the dialectic, a deliberate
denial of the optimal individuated niches and herd numbers. This is the purpose
of the idea of man as animal, codex.
Heretically we come to Lamarck. We come
here because the sure sign of a sound idea is neglect within the iCSi. Indeed
ridicule and down right ignorance in this crime scene are marker hi-viz tapes
of due respect due.
If the fools that reconstitute their regurgitated
past into our future are to be believed then only Lamarckian selection can answer
our questions of why they do what they do(bloodline inbreeding elitist incest),
why they worship their golden heathen proffered god(sacramental voyages of slaving and crime) and
why we are seemed unrealised feeble (magic).
Lamarck when applied, for this initial foray
of the Light Brigade, to the human herders (shepherds) can explain a great deal
of their dark, given, behavior. For they never thought about it themselves when
they wandered alone in the void. It was revealed to them by a djinn who knew of us
remaindered. They ape their better, a bitter god, to oblivion.
Now I know you are waiting for the
inevitable and I will not disappoint. Though I will limit this to the forward
time line. On stochastic, that is correct, on.
They shield their DNA by their closed
broadcast, gated community, weird sexual and tribal procreation anathema. All
to protect the gold.