Monday, November 30, 2020

Love lost and regained in the sands of duality and retained through eternal spiritual blackest and lightest enduring flames. Love is the solution to mind control. Love is used as a trap to lure victims into mind control operations. Love is still an energy universal and never wasted. One must remain vigilant and aware of how mind control operations operate.


 


As mind control operations in the public consciousness are completely silenced by the real victims, and not the fake news pundits explaining the hate reality to the dumbed down viewers who can't get access to "alternative" sources such as myself--as people like me drugged up to the point of drugged hysteria and lack of all protection or defense are BLOCKED from all public view, the writings, the rantings, the ability to function--as society silently obeys and turns away to obtain their "information" from the enlarging chorus of commentators, writers and advocates of this huge mental restriction brain-programming global protocol: relegated to either not writing anything at all or writing in the hopes that what I write on a copyrighted blog is somewhat "safe" from the inevitable hackers who allow loveless parasites to steal all and anything they want from me, my home, my body and my life: understanding that all I write is stolen by loveless parasites, I still copy and paste what I wrote today on Facebook under the influence of hacking and mind control, operating upon me akin to opening my brain like a "truth serum" sieve while I have to, every time I write (or speak to anybody) find myself struggling to fight against hackers changing words and rewriting/discrediting after I write or publish. I write this here because I have published a "copyright" mark which is supposed to protect me somewhat from the inevitable hackers who allow loveless parasites to steal my ideas and words verbatim. I write this because the love I have expressed to people I would rather destroy is never wasted energy, nor are my words wasted here although people I would rather destroy are hacking in to steal all so they can use and steal whatever possible from me. My words ring out into the universe and my intention is clear, and like Love never wasted, that people have sucked dry, I remain cold but never love's labor lost. The people who suck out and drain are the love's labor lost who tell themselves and each other that they are the "winners" in a power contest of sordid sorts. They are the opposite.

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Love used as a weapon to essentially create a "slow kill" operation, the "Honey pot" operations akin to hacking through back door portals--and yet, love is always a constant and love is the cure. Yet, with information blocked and censored, many others will die in their attempt to find love in the midst of a loveless technocratic revolution designed for mass murder and genocide albeit all displayed as love and charity and benevolence. Love in it's many forms, from the victims who emit this energy that the hate technocrats suck in and drain and then kill the target afterwards SLOWLY and in covert, undetectable (thus "legal") fashion. All such death combined with love. The shadows of the night are dimmed by the white light of the day's cold play and productivity consumer consumation that drives the energy that is lost from Love.


I write an ode to Love in it's pure form, in the shadows of night, unrequited or returned, it remains a purity and a constant in this universe of the Earth despite all your/my/their/our hate spawning a greedy corporation of DEATH technology designed for the luxury of a few while the rest are lured in by love's labors lost but never dissipated and always true despite all the hate undertow bringing the victim to it's watery slow drunken disillusionment.


Never, thus, be dismayed by the predatory parasites who drain and suck out love. Your love/my love is pure and their hate and malicious malevolence is driving the corporate force for forced love-drain in my/your/their/our collective brain(s) or lack thereof. (! lol). 

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Love is the antidote to their hate/your hate. Love is not wasted but love spent on a parasite is deadly and they suck all they can out of you/me/you/they/WE. 


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Without further ado, what I wrote today on Facebook which is my first attempt at writing personal thoughts/poetry for a very long time since loveless parasites have only stolen all I write and say for over 10 years. I have decided that I continue to push my energy out instead of having it stolen and sucked dry and bottled for compression by downpresser loveless hyenas and parasites who delight in rape, torture and all kinds of nefarious crimes but are exalted in the public opinion and in society nevertheless.

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This little poem, just below, was written by me. Since so many are stealing my words and concepts, I don't know if I write THIS IS COPYRIGHTED whether that can be legally binding for loveless parasites to stop STEALING MY CONCEPTS AND WORDS BUT...
as I want to save my work and Facebook allows for some of this, and I want to express this outside of my blog (or maybe I should just publish this there anyway which is "copyrighted" but still a portal of loveless parasites to steal and rob and rewrite and etc).
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Love
like Energy
can neither be lost nor gained
It flows
It goes
Some people treat Love like
a drug you snort up your nose
caked with lies
heaving pornographic sighs
Are you one of those
through which the desecration of love flows?
Or are you one
who follows the sun?
A course of cyclical peace
bringing dualistic sheep fleece
Considered a weakness for macho men
Otherwise turned into a comic sin by the den.
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"Leise flehen meine Lieder Durch die Nacht zu dir; In den stillen Hain hernieder, Liebchen, komm zu mir! Flüsternd schlanke Wipfel rauschen In des Mondes Licht; Des Verräters feindlich Lauschen Fürchte, Holde, nicht. Hörst die Nachtigallen schlagen? Ach! sie flehen dich, Mit der Töne süßen Klagen Flehen sie für mich. Sie verstehn des Busens Sehnen, Kennen Liebesschmerz, Rühren mit den Silbertönen Jedes weiche Herz. Laß auch dir die Brust bewegen, Liebchen, höre mich! Bebend harr’ ich dir entgegen! Komm, beglücke mich!"

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GUTE NACHT--from WINTERREISE (Franz Schubert)




GUTE NACHT/GOOD NIGHT
(hello lol goodbye lol--my words of course! One must laugh at these serious Germans after all!) Of course, it's all serious as hell reality.
"I arrived a stranger,
a stranger I depart.
May blessed me
with many a bouquet of flowers....s/he spoke of love...the Mother spoke of Marriage...now the world is so desolate,
the path concealed beneath snow.
I cannot choose the time
for my journey;
I must find my own way
in this darkness.
A shadow thrown by the moon
is my companion;
and on the white meadows
I seek the tracks of deer.
Why should I tarry longer
and be driven out?
Let stray dogs howl
before their master’s house.
Love delights in wandering –
God made it so –
from one to another.
Beloved, good night!
I will not disturb you as you dream,
it would be a shame to spoil your rest.
You shall not hear my footsteps;
softly, softly the door is closed.
As I pass I write
‘Good night’ on your gate,
so that you might see
that I thought of you."
The crippled singing of stunted situations sinking and sorrow but somehow delight in the solitude of a snowy, dark night wandering alone feeling REFRESHED AND FREE! (Again, my interpretation and words). Growing and raising to full form in the freedom of not conjoining in the confining crippling norm of domesticity. (i.e. NO BABIES with any loveless haters or parasites or people of that hate organization that has surrounded my life with their filth for generations of slime and scum exalted in society and by society. Loveless parasites. Let there be an end to them NOW and FOREVER).
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Einsturzende Neubauten (Blixa Bargeld) SAND from album Halber Mensch (Half-human):



...from another often very melancholy German musician/artist--Blixa Bargeld sings SAND as all is temporal in human affairs (for some people, for those who love and can't love simultaneously):

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Musik of Franz Schubert (and others)





Wilkommen und Abschied"
heist 😊) auf English
Hello and Goodbye
filmed in Stuttgart/created by Franz Schubert with text from Goethe.

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The sweet, sad farewell to the lover's parting at the first light of a Golden Dawn: to have been loved and to love during the thousands of black eyes of night, hollow trees resounding sighs of delight, brightness within the warm folds of utter blackness of night, turning to the morn, the rays portending a severance, reminders of the night's joys and love not lost and never lost even when gone, remits the sorrow of separation in the bright, rosy spectrum of the day's harsh light. (my words, upon reflection that love, no matter how and where obtained, remains a true light within the folds of the darkest depths of that repose of Night and all that portends and signifies...even if love is unrequited makes no difference in that love has not been wasted and love remains a true, "ever-fixed" mark in the darkest times and can be shattered and sent into fractured light in the brightest rays of piercing light).

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...and THAT (above) is why Schubert has been classified as part of The Romantic Era of classical music! Goethe, of course has to include darkness brought into the focus of The Light as it is his eternal theme for which he is famous.

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FAUSTIAN

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Not sure if Faust is so romantic, and luckily that book (or treatise or pseudo-religious text) was written prior to the Romantic Era, or, not considered as being fully part of that genre. Duh. Not exactly a romantic comedy was Faust or not romantic as hell.

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Goethe's Wilkommen Und Abschied translation from German-English. Notice how far astray our modern forms of loving poetry in pop culture, as trivial as some of it may seem, extend far beneath triviality and have gone below this former infinite exploration of the soul as connected to the universality of love, inevitable death on many levels, departure and cohesion--obscuring contrast, obliterating scope, depth and meaning of infinite possibilities of love.

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Willkommen und Abschied

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Es schlug mein Herz, geschwind zu Pferde!
Es war getan fast eh’ gedacht.
Der Abend wiegte schon die Erde,
Und an den Bergen hing die Nacht;
Schon stand im Nebelkleid die Eiche,
Ein aufgetürmter Riese, da,
Wo Finsterniss aus dem Gesträuche
Mit hundert schwarzen Augen sah.
Der Mond von einem Wolkenhügel
Sah kläglich aus dem Duft hervor,
Die Winde schwangen leise Flügel,
Umsausten schauerlich mein Ohr;
Die Nacht schuf tausend Ungeheuer,
Doch frisch und fröhlich war mein Mut:
In meinen Adern welches Feuer!
In meinem Herzen welche Glut!
Dich sah ich, und die milde Freude
Floss von dem süssen Blick auf mich;
Ganz war mein Herz an deiner Seite
Und jeder Atemzug für dich.
Ein rosenfarbnes Frühlingswetter
Umgab das liebliche Gesicht,
Und Zärtlichkeit für mich – Ihr Götter!
Ich hofft’ es, ich verdient’ es nicht!
Doch ach, schon mit der Morgensonne
Verengt der Abschied mir das Herz:
In deinen Küssen welche Wonne!
In deinem Auge welcher Schmerz!
Ich ging, du standst und sahst zur Erden,
Und sahst mir nach mit nassem Blick:
Und doch, welch Glück, geliebt zu werden!
Und lieben, Götter, welch ein Glück!

Greeting and farewell

English Translation © Richard Stokes

My heart pounded, quick, to horse!
No sooner thought than done;
Evening already cradled the earth,
And night clung to the hills;
The oak-tree loomed in its misty cloak,
Towering like a giant, there,
Where darkness peered from bushes
With a hundred jet-black eyes.
The moon gazed from a bank of cloud
Mournfully through the haze,
The winds softly beat their wings,
Whirred eerily about my ears;
Night brought forth a thousand monsters,
Yet I was buoyant and bright:
What fire in my veins!
What ardour in my heart!
I saw you, felt the gentle joy
Of your sweet eyes flood over me;
My heart was wholly at your side
And every breath I took for you.
A rose-red light of spring
Framed her lovely face,
And tenderness for me – O gods!
This I had hoped but never deserved!
But alas, with the morning sun,
Parting now constricts my heart:
In your kisses what delight!
In your eyes what pain!
In went, you stood there gazing down,
And gazed moist-eyed after me:
And yet, what joy to be loved!
And to be in love, O gods, what joy!
Translations by Richard Stokes, author of The Book of Lieder (Faber, 2005)

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***as always, upon writing the above, as I attempted to re-read, I had to type in words that hackers had deleted. I struggle to get my hands to move as my motor skills are blocked by the brain-altering tech. It is very hard to think clearly, and like an algorithm, the longer I attempt to write and think ,the worse the attacks become or the effect blocks my cognitive and motor functioning. I can't expect that having corrected the typos hackers inserted that once I publish this there will not be another new rash of hacker inserts and deletions....***
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Because I write so many, so often, long, rambling incoherent (hacked, redacted by hackers, rewritten to discredit me) posts, I will try to make this succinct: I am very ill from poisoning. The poison remains in my body after decades of trying to protect my body from more poisoning and the administration of what could be the compression of the poisons through rape while I am unconscious and unable to brace against impact. Johnny Depp had my cat stolen, but tortured and photographed while being drowned in response to me writing endlessly for 2 weeks at the onset of his rape and torture and thrills and sniggering raping me pounding poison into my body and then abusing torturing me afterwards so his daughter and he and amber heard and whomever else could obtain non-stop prizes, promotions without end. 13 years later his dirty, nasty daughter who has spent MOST OF HER LIFE profiting off viciously and murderously having me poisoned sits next to arnold ugly-termini88er who has spent at least a decade profiting off my ideas stolen as he partners with people poisoning and raping the poison into my body. //The list of people who have done this to me who remain steadfastly latched onto sucking my life out and being praised, promoted the sky is not even the limit as elon musk has been handed space gear, as long as he continues to drill into the mind and brain of all the targets, victims and nazi genocide pogrom people they want exterminated, mind controlled and all exonerated with no evidence as no one ever will break out of the chain-of-command all obey and get promotions merely for the act of silence, obedience and proving sniggering delight at having me tortured and viciously participating then spreading the word so the snowball effect is a contagion upon me (and the world but so far the thrill of lynch mob witch hunt mentality strips all cognition of warning to the future as has been happening with every technology brought out to get speed and action on this terra firma and now into the grooves of the mind and brain and control over other human beings rendering them sheer victims of genocidal torture all administered without any evidence as again, no one reports any of this but "everybody" participates. //At my height of sickness arnold hate-=termini88er has been consigned not merely to rally every female white "feminist" nazi every black "fighting racism" nazi minority minion latinos acting out their fantasies of enacting their movie roles onto attacking me. Every jew smirks and laughs and stares into the eyes of dirty shitalina or dirty arnold transfixed into their every look of "approval" like absolute mirrors I can see the ugliness of the energy spectrum of the puppets who otherwise are "fighting Nazis". But at the time when I am detoxing and am at the most sick possible for me, in the "window" of sickness I am at very weak and vulnerable moments. They attack me all the more viciously in a murderous way, as has been happening for years but arnold believes that he is an entitled "predator" and hacks lion videos preying on weak little animals in his social darwinistic nazi paradigm which many would say, is "the way of the world" the animal kingdom the strong survive, only. //But feeding off the vulnerable whom you force into vulnerability. The organized poisoning and physical dislocation of little items of the body like vertebrae all along the spine they have done to me--and putting hips and spine out of alignment has been done non-stop under this group for the past 20 years while I am unconscious, unable to wake up and the people surround me raping smearing fungus and semen into my hair, into my orifices on my everything else in the room horrid substances. Making my hair grey further they scream insults and then rush at me violently when I respond but can't stop torturing me almost to death to obtain these reactions for their note-taking on ideas for how to empower 'victims" in their next movie set of award-winning original themes but supplying no threat to the "animal kingdom" of Nazi overtake as ordained long before Hitler. //I write this because the technology has rendered me powerless and the reaction of society clamps the prison on me by the sheer permission structure which is supported by a terror network of death squads for anybody actually openly caring or helping me. //They are trying to kick me out of this place I spent at least 2 years fighting to understand how to block actual human beings from breaking into my room via the mechanical arms opening the multi-locked and layered barriers I created just for the front door. I had already pounded in plastic wood-like cabinets (very hard, extremely painful) into the many cabinets lining the walls and panels which are opened from the other side of the wall the concealment of these portals of terror entry are done professionally. //They first cut off my disability (after having made me disabled through these nighttime mutilations of my spine fracturing my vertebrae in multiple locations while in deep sleep. Then poisoning me with a horrific substance which has been manufactured in an extremely precise way to create various staggered time schedules so that various agents are introduced into the drug cocktail after many years of the bloating and latching forces malfunction, bloating the poisons latching onto flesh and bone and every single tear, rip and injury is a penetration portal for the poisons. This group has spent my life having me injured but especially while in deep unconscious sleep states in order to force the penetration of these poisons into every possible interior space of my being to the core. Perhaps in my marrow. In my brain absolutely since this group has undoubtedly manufactured upgrades of the microchips and used extreme laser precision to implant more advanced layers of technologies into my brain. The hard poisons form very elongated structures, hard as cement, into my body extending from bones into every injury and surgery they forced upon me to "correct" the extreme curvature of my spine, then afterwards exacerbating the curvature with hip and spinal manipulation (plus whittling my shoe soles so they were at 45-degree angles, forcing me to walk in crooked ways and that went on most of my life I though I was walking in a crooked way naturally. This studio they are kicking me out of, with my disability payments still suspended and the decision pending to reinstate the payments; my family and the billionaire whorewood group and the president former presidents, former president's wives who are endlessly fixated on obtaining every prize and deal possible out of having been in the Oval Office as leader 40 years ago but still they cling on and on. AT my most ill they continue the soft kill approach by viciously assaulting me with yelling screaming tears torture heart palpitations abuse without end death threats and arnold picking me up while I am clutching my abdomen in pain, agony after detoxing more black, stinking poison embedded into my back and intestines and synapses and tissue for decades. Hitting my abdomen and my sides while I was in agony nearly from this horrific poison finally coming out (and he profited off having me poisoned since at the very least 2013, I have no idea how long so many others have conjoined in this effort to obtain a huge prize of endless summer for them in media prizes and absolute control over h-wood if they get me to "submit" to being abused raped poisoned without any protestation and me providing these ignorant horrific hateful people with ideas because they can't be bothered to study or read or think critically they just get me to provde my lifetime of having done all that, coming from an Ivy League family one a professor the rest attorneys and artists. It's not merely arnold s-ne88er but he's the tool used by trump to really inflict the "German" style nazi terrorism which is reminiscent of the old nazi genocidal regime. Under restraint now marginally but nevertheless not at the full violent behavior they would otherwise inflict if there were not guardrails. I am a prototype and they must exploit me for more so they can't outright torture me to death but oh, they tried to have me kliled in near-death accidents on the road, multiple times and other people would have died from their violent vehicular "accidents" where the brakes and other functions were suddenly gone, like water through a sieve while cars hit me from sides and at speeds from standing still to bursting at me which obviously had sophisticated engine manipulation and not normal car acceleration capabilities.// Arnold hate-ni88er is not stopping with the slow murder and has previously made death threats for my response to his insults and abuse which are nazi-racist in nature not just demeaning but focused on racist genocidal humiliation. This programming is part of the psychological conditioning this group is trying to force into American society for the Jews to repeat the old permission structure to commit more genocide as long as a few "entitled" get to stand out and profit off the margin of death extermination. I am going into a long rant at the moment but my point is that besides the grey hair they forced on me (also had hair removed on my scalp and underarms ) but the endless slicing smearing of poisons on my hands, mutilation and then hours of abuse per day until I write a post trying to elicit any kind of compassion or support or help from this group which has restricted my posts and blog on a "need-to-know" basis. No one capable of consternation reads my posts apparently this is chock full of compliant and complicit wanna be master race entitlement getting paid and laid crowd. //However, the real irony is that they appear as being very "strong" they have huge muscles they are always heroic but when it comes to this, they exploit someone disabled, alone, drugged up, my brain rendered in various loops as they have people inflict subliminal sentences which I repeat under extreme duress/stress combined with daily drugging via all vehicles of drugging while they torture me for having repeated the subliminal hypnotic suggestion statements. Now they are hacking so badly it's impossible to type without having to repeat and backspace retype this always is a bane to anything I attempt to explain. Rendering me mute and then ranting. The subliminal suggestion is always forced in moments of stress and they ("they") manufacture stress literally almost every single moment second of my life. If I begin to laugh at anything "they" are tweaking the throat microchip implant to force stinging torture tears welling and pouring out of my eyes to stop me instantly from laughing and/or having any gaiety whatsoever.

  All of these people are constructs of heroism according to the images they are crafted to appear as in their tv shows, news podcasts and p...