UNSPEAKABLE PRACTICES UNNATURAL ACTS

“Hung velvet overtaken me 

Dim chandelier awaken me 

To a song dissolved in the dawn (bygone, bygone) 

The music hall a costly bow 

The music all is lost for now 

To a muted trumpeter swan

Columnated ruins domino 

Canvass the town and brush the backdrop 

Are you sleeping?”                  The Beach Boys (Wilson-Parks)  SMiLE, Surf’s Up (1967)    

“Bow down in position 

Against the polished steel 

This is something different 

You'll like the way this feels

No time for asking questions 

No time for wondering 

We've heard enough from you now 

We've heard everything

We're going to play a new game 

You'll put on this blindfold 

You'll do what we tell you 

You'll do as you're told

Used to be the leader but 

Now comes the time to serve 

Maybe we show some mercy 

Maybe you get what you deserve…

Count down to the end 

Gotta make it come faster 

Right around the bend 

Is a coming disaster

Count down to the end 

And we're headed there faster 

Come on down my friend 

It's time to meet your master

You've left quite a mess here under your stewardship 

You thought you'd figured it out but 

You'll learn your place in this 

Might take some convincing for you to see the truth 

There are so many things we've got in store for you…”    

Nine Inch Nails (Reznor) Meet Your Master (2007) 

Greetings once again all you poets and pundits, researchers and recluses, and each and every dabbler in the psychosphere. We meet yet again across time, space, weather and circumstance to lock horns with the infernal plane and whisper the word that sends it reeling in fear and revulsion: Discovery.

Right out of the gate I will tell you my research into the worldwide “Black Eye Club” remains frustratingly incomplete. The exact reason so many popes, politicians and popstars (not to mention a ridiculous amount of members of Royal families) are seen sporting black left (but sometimes right with approximately a 90-10 ratio) eyes is still unknown. But examining the sheer statistical numbers shows heavy indication that something is happening. Speculations range from an initiatory rite or ritual, ingestion of something vital that alters the physiology briefly in that particular area (direct applications/injections of blood/adrenochrome), or a load-bearing passage into a society that deifies the Egyptian Eye of Ra.

But once again, statistical rates would strongly suggest there is something more here, perhaps much more, than just the circumstantial.

We are soon to be dealing here with, how does Q phrase it, Future proves Past. But before that, let’s set the stage…as we are so far off the Deep End of the Deep State lately that we’re approaching Marianas Trench territory of the surreal: CRISPR-9 tech, as predicted by Anthony Patch, is beginning to insert itself, as it asserts itself, via Targeted Gene Editing. The night skies are lighting up from horizon to horizon in far-flung territories from New York to Louisiana to Dublin in what are being claimed are transformer explosions.

 Yep, Kevin Spacey’s on the loose (for now) and via Youtube and public appearances seems to be delivering all kinds of visual ultimatums to those several strata (politics, royalty – see the coffee cup) above him: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JZveA-NAIDI&t=3s

  

Vast swaths of the internet and communications services continue to go dark. And I don’t know about you, but I’m still recovering from the Mockingbird assault on my senses and decency that was the glorification/canonization of the life of that great humanitarian and philanthropist George H. W. Bush. Surrounded by pod people doesn’t even begin to explain my state of being lately. (I had one pal even shedding actual tears at little W’s church comments about daddy before the holy assembled – freakin’ spare me, OK?) An American Hero? Fake News was never so fake.

Are we in the Twilight Zone yet, because when we’re elevating to sainthood the utterly vile life of one of history’s greatest abusers, war criminals, serial murderers, rampant pedophiles and psychopaths, Rod Serling is surely turning over in his grave at the collective gullibility/naivete of huge portions of the status quo brainwashed. And speaking of graves, let’s both burn and salt the ground H. W. is hopefully decaying under, just to be sure. Now, about that Future proves Past line…..

Examine this little glorious factoid from back in April 2005, which ties it all together and provides an alternate real history of Poppy Bush, from the psychedelic and very missed typewriter of Jeff Wells: http://rigorousintuition.blogspot.com/2005/04/dead-man-dead-man-when-will-you-arise.html   

And yet with all this: eyewitness testimonies, Franklin Scandal depositions, CIA psychologists, and multiple convenient, mysterious deaths, the best we can do is a complete whitewash of history, a Mockingbird project treatment that turns a serial….well, a serial everything….into one of the finest, most upstanding humanitarians and great, most humble and human presidents we’ve ever had?

And even beyond all this, we will of course forever speak no more of the JFK assassination (can’t remember where he was…he was there: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vc8yzkoxvng ), 

Iran-Contra, the attempt on Reagan’s life which essentially catapulted him into the catbird seat of the de-facto presidency after March 30, 1981 (and the quickly airbrushed but substantial personal friendship and history between the Bush and Hinckley families), 

what went on in Mena, Arkansas in the mid/late 80s (and exposed forever the closeness of the Bush-Clinton junta), 

1,000 points of light and the occult underpinnings that phrase led from and to, and all things New World Order (a term Poppy proudly coined/appropriated and which we are still living inside today.)

And there are of course the little things. A sly, horribly inappropriate smile at the phrase “deluded gunman” when speaking of the JFK assassination at Gerald Ford’s funeral:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uWiAQ1IXECg

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YDkqyZFtm6I

Along with a final jab, being buried in socks that according to mainstream sheep-dipping supposedly are a nod to his glorious (cowardly) WWII past, but that I believe are one final “gotcha” to those being sacrificed under his NWO trappings and machinations – they will tell you jet fighters; all I can see are chemtrails with some cackling of the damned from beyond.

Of course there always have been those that claim this Bush line of evil stems from a farther source. Historical evidence indeed points to the altogether disturbing possibility that none other than Aleister Crowley was the true father of Barbara Bush, Poppy’s longstanding wife that exited this mortal coil 7 months before he did.

When Crowley was 50 years old he was residing in Paris, France after having been expelled from Italy by Mussolini for having been involved in magickal rites that led to a man’s death. He had taken up residence at the home of good friend and author Frank Harris and common law wife Nellie O’Hara. In early 1924, Nellie was being visited by her American socialite friend Pauline Pierce, wife of Marvin Pierce of the McCall Corp., publisher of McCall’s and Redbook magazines, and notorious wild girl.

Nellie's friend Pauline no doubt scandalized her social circle by traveling to France on her own and leaving two very young children behind in the care of nursemaids. However, her correspondence with her friend -- whose life in France with a famous literary figure must have seemed quite glamorous -- can only have inspired a sense of wanderlust. Her husband, increasingly bound to his duties with the McCall Corporation, did not share this spirit of adventure.

Sometime after Pauline arrived, Crowley endeavoured to undergo what he termed the “supreme ordeal,” an initiation rite into the Masonic Ipsissimus Grande – the highest magickal level in his OTO order. This included choosing one or more “attendants” who were charged with arousing and exhausting him sexually by every means possible, using every trick and stimulant then known. Who better to fulfill these duties than those that happened at the time to be residing under the same roof? Crowley was nothing if not opportunistic, and anyone who has studied his life will understand what happened next was, in every sense, inevitable.

After her and Nellie’s labours, Pauline returned on October 1924 to America and her husband and two children, and on June 8, 1925 – exactly 8 months after Crowley’s “supreme ordeal” had been completed – gave birth to a girl she would name Barbara. Barbara later of course grew up to marry George H.W. Bush.

One has to wonder just how much of Bab’s past Poppy was privy to, and exactly how much of her lineage, as his ties to the occult are as wide and dark as midnight on the River Styx.

Of course this paints in a whole new light various Bush quotes about how he “had to have her” when first laying eyes on her…it seems what he more likely had to have was his own insertion into the DNA and/or bloodline of the Beast. What he truly “loved forever” wasn’t really her, but what she represented to him, a dark jewel. As for the veracity of all this, I leave for you to judge, but at least some familial lineage seems all but assured.

For more assurances, let’s see these Barbara quotes: “But why should we hear about body bags and deaths, and how many, what day it's gonna happen, and how many this or that or what do you suppose? Or, I mean, it's not relevant. So, why should I waste my beautiful mind on something like that, and watch him (her husband, former president George H. W. Bush) suffer?” (re the Iraq War.)

“What I'm hearing is they [the Hurricane Katrina refugees in the Houston Astrodome] all want to stay in Texas. Everyone is so overwhelmed by the hospitality. And so many of the people in the arena here, you know, were underprivileged anyway, so this is working very well for them.” 

Could a moonchild of Crowley have done any better in catapulting an ages-old agenda of routine callousness and serial non-empathy as expected?

What’s amazing, or possibly not given social engineering, is just how far this weltanschauung, this worldview, proliferates today. See this recent headline from NPR: https://www.npr.org/sections/health-shots/2018/12/31/679832549/when-too-cute-is-too-much-the-brain-can-get-aggressive

First of all, what in hell did I just read? I mean, don’t get me wrong, we’ve all reached saccharine overload in our lives, too much “chick flick”/juvenile mania when you’re just not in that particular mood at that particular time. However, at no point in this thought process did I ever once want to violently dismember Bambi or the Little Mermaid. Any normalization of this, any thoughts leading us down the road to this being “OK” or normal, is straight up Michael Aquino-Fort Bragg Psyops-Alfred Kinsey-MKUltra WTAF PSYCHOTIC. But do you see what they are trying to do?

Do you see what they have always been doing?

In March of 2005 in the middle of a Congressional debate between Dick Durbin and Jeff Sessions, an unidentified woman stood up in the visitors gallery and started ranting about child pornography.

This from the March 3 issue of The Hill from nearly 14 years ago:

"At a few minutes before 5 p.m., when Sens. Dick Durbin (D-Ill.) and Jeff Sessions (R-Ala.) were debating an amendment, the woman rose and shouted, “You don’t know who’s a pedophile,” according to a Democratic staffer whose office abuts the chamber.

“You don’t know who has a child pornography site,” she continued. As police were removing her from the chamber, she began shouting names. “George Bush, John Kerry, McCain from Arizona — those are the sites you should check.”

The woman, who appeared to be roughly in her 50s or 60s, continued to scream, kick and resist for some time as she was removed to a hallway and handcuffed. A Senate employee who works in the gallery said the woman 'had been in there all day and I think even yesterday.'

Capitol Police did not release the woman’s name. Disruption of Congress is a misdemeanor offense." 

Once again here’s the full thing from the only place on the web where I can find it hasn’t been disappeared (Jeff Wells again): http://rigint.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-know-better.html

Note that Wells was composing this in the aftermath of the Mark Foley “Pagegate” scandal that exploded into public awareness in 2005-2006 and that now has been all but scrubbed from the public and historical consciousness, but which in hindsight now seems like a vital link on the way to disclosures like Sandusky and the Second Mile, as well as, of course, pizzagate and what was in the Clinton-Podesta emails. But please, go easy all you conspiracy theorists, ‘cause absolutely NONE of this stuff is related.

I also notice that the very first comment after Wells’ piece also mentions rumours swirling around Dennis Hastert at the time. So, we’ve explicitly got the names of two recent dead men, Bush and McCain, and also a convicted pedo in Hastert…all in an incident taking place a full ten years before Hastert would be convicted of being a “serial child molester” as termed by the court.

Then we have the links between Hastert, Tony Podesta, and “mentoring” youth at Camp Nose in Japan in the mid-60s. Funny how these pizzagate names keep crossing no matter the time-frame.

And this: personal testimony of a widespread East Coast network involving Hastert, Sandusky, Second Mile, and the Podestas: https://disobedientmedia.com/2017/12/victims-testimony-reveals-establishment-connected-east-coast-trafficking-network/

Meanwhile, Paris still burns beneath the rage of the yellow vests, and they would still have you believe it’s all about fuel taxes, despite revelations like this:  https://www.crazydaysandnights.net/2019/01/blind-items-revealed-38.html

Yes, that closeted EU leader would be Macron, he of the major interest in keeping those trafficking lanes open. See him here pictured in a since scrubbed pic from his emails of he and, hey, John Podesta (!), engaging in what is no doubt some innocent horseplay. Things like this mean nothing, I'm sure.

Maybe they were just playing True Detective, Season 1. 

Drops like this are becoming increasingly frequent as it all comes apart for the Cabal, NWO globalists, and their organized religion lapdogs – and more and more people are becoming clued in to the way things have always been run behind the scenes.

For much more to this backstory and deep black rabbit hole, research Sanela Diana Jenkins and the book Room 23. Per her wiki she’s another of those deep pocket “philanthropists,” (they’re everywhere you want to be!), a major contributor to the Clinton Foundation, as well as starting up a foundation of her own in Haiti…Things that make you go ‘hmmmm.’

And yes, a glorified Hollywood whorehouse madam meeting the Pope certainly isn’t out of the realm of possibility – not these days when their stations in life don’t have a millimeter’s width between them.  http://ba.n1info.com/English/NEWS/a265438/Sanela-Jenkins-speaks-to-Pope-Francis-about-Bosnia.html

Sure, she was there to speak with him about Bosnia alright, more like those child Bosnian refugees that need a place to land….what better place that a billionaire globalist’s lap or twelve, eh?

Bushes, whores, pimps, madams, sold-out Popes, we are all wise to the moves in the game now. We’ve seen Nazi alliances by the Bushes, Nazi gold and ratlines by the Catholic Church, all anchored in shared ideologies of child abuse and occult ritual, and whether painted in intelligence ruses like Paperclip or globalist child sacrifice on a grand scale, nothing is out of bounds – everything is permitted. We have danced to their false dichotomy of Republican/Democrat for generations while nothing changes – both sides cleverly cloaked in Orwellian wordspeak so we don’t notice the mirror-images of chaos and disorder they display.

Of course that was all out there for the informed to witness back in 1987, when whispers started trickling in along the nightwatch margins about the crimes of Mena, a little airport (Intermountain Regional) in Arkansas that served as ground zero for the importation machine of the largest drug operation this country had ever seen, all under the auspices of that de-facto President and the governor of Arkansas at the time, Bush and Clinton. And all wrapped up in financing the extra-Constitutional Iran-Contra program. Is it any wonder “made man” Clinton was next in line after that to be President himself?  

“The Crimes of Mena” was an expose by Sally Denton and Roger Morris all set to run in January 1995 in the Washington Post before being killed. It subsequently saw the light of day in the July 1995 issue of Penthouse.  http://www.whatreallyhappened.com/RANCHO/POLITICS/ARCHIVE/CRIMES_OF_MENA.html

When the creator of the ridiculously popular Birdbox on Netflix was quoted recently as saying the film should be taken as an allegory for the rise of social media and the possible reaction of Jane and Joe Mainstream when all the longstanding behind-the-scenes information about those that are at the helm of the Deep State comes pouring out (and what their certain fetishes and tastes are), it struck a resonant chord. Shades of “you can’t handle the truth.” 

There has long been a divided opinion about the level of exactly how much disclosure there should be re the horrors that have been happening in the bedrooms, chambers, outdoor encampments, and boardrooms that serve as the ritual altars of the elite. Some insiders claim that there needs to be a distancing from the full truth in lieu of widespread institutional breakdown. 

There remain insider accounts still from within the NYPD of how the officers that viewed the Clinton-Abedin footage on Weiner’s “insurance” laptop required counseling and hospitalization for sudden “mental issues” and psychological breakdowns. What they viewed – the truth – had driven them mad, a Lovecraftian scenario sprung to life.

The fact that likely well over 50 million people have viewed Birdbox in its first 7 days shows that people are gravitating to it on multiple levels…they know in their interior psychology something is going on, and that sense is trying to put a deeper name to things they hear on the periphery, things bubbling to the surface…

Is any of this sounding familiar? Is it ultimately better to remain ignorant (blindfolded) and mentally stable, shielded from the horrible occult truth that’s been lording over us for decades and longer? After all, when they got Al Capone for tax dodging instead of much more heinous crimes, they still got him.

As always, the choice to know, and the acceptance of that knowledge, will be yours.

Oh, and when Barry Seal, (pilot extraordinaire in the Mena scheme, possibly one of the getaway pilots in Dallas on Nov.22.1963, and best pal of David Ferrie, member in his New Orleans Civil Air Patrol and acquaintance of Lee Harvey Oswald, another member of that same CAP) was gunned down in a “man that knew too much” scenario on Feb.19, 1986 in Baton Rouge by, supposedly, Colombian shooters on the orders of drug kingpins Jorge Luis Ochoa Vasquez, Pablo Escobar and the Medellin cartel, he bled out with the personal home phone number of George H. W. Bush in his pocket.

Names, numbers, parallels, whisperings, and vanishing points all converging in the howling vortex of hidden history, where all is ritual, and ritual is unspoken.   

We won’t go into Ferrie’s intense interest in/aptitude for hypnotism and predilection for young boys right now, since that might be a little telling, and beyond the field of view under that blindfold.

And so it goes.