Parallel Alexes Meet in Time [E4]

I had originally thought of doing something insane, multiple voices, a party of sorts, for an end of the year blowout. However, as the week progressed, and possibly, due to the imaginary mushrooms I took before the show, I opted for the mellow:

Alex Robinson from New Zealand seemed a good choice for a warm reflective evening; one focused on where we are going, and more importantly, where we have been. The end result was that playable below:

Nicole Kidman’s Rabbit Hole [and her most recent film] came up early in the show, fitting in with the theme of Parallel Alex’s from different hemispheres. However, unlike our show, the movie was a subliminal proponent of violating children anally:

As mentioned, to give credit where credit is due, you can see how the well programmed idiot mind [one that’s been effectively reduced to a slushing shitpile], will almost automatically dismiss the appearance of the comic panels as “chance.”

After all, it’s a sports-analogy. That’s how the craft works. Anything they may present in an obvious manner, very likely, is nothing more than disinformation or just rubbish. But, it wasn’t until I went seeking the prior picture that the above turned up, showing what even my arguably aware mind overlooked the first time: the more obvious reason the boy was screaming in the pane/pain before.

And, as suggested (and discussed at length last show), we are being forced to wallow in feces, be it our own, or that of the planet; and in almost every manner conceivable. The BP Oil Spill (alternately, rupture/blowout) was accidental in neither the literal or metaphoric sense. The attention to detail, for those with eyes not covered by “rose-colored lenses,” these truths become self-evident.

For those unaware, that would be one infamous shit-rocker (as in quality of the music) Axle Rose above, suggesting the “satan” sign serves quite a different purpose for him. Well, he is from the band “Guns” and “Roses.” At least now we have a pretty good idea of exactly why he got to where he is [¿a well-oiled axle?].

And also, we should have a pretty good hint, assuming we’re not so blind that we can’t even see the obvious softcore gay porn quality to the above Bruce Willis movie poster, specifically what super-effeminate male prostitute Russell Brand wants to do to the little piggie in Get Him to the Greek.

For the record, that is specifically what he does to him; reaching into tubby’s anus to pull out a little red ball, like the one depicted in the [discussed] below video:

I could expand more on this two-hour long anal sex promo [the movie], but it would be overkill for anyone’s who seen Don’t Go West, or has actually been listening to anything I’ve been saying for several months. It is a crappy movie, but as said, brilliant social engineering. So kudos to the guys who are turning have turned us into a bunch of degenerates and then rubbing our faces in our own poo afterwards.

Be sure to grab yourself a big tub of hot buttered popcorn and enjoy the program!

As I keep saying, this has been going on for quite a while. The secrets of the The Rose, have been known, and kept somewhat guarded by the few. However, when I say guarded, I don’t mean closely guarded, just not made so blatant that the average idiot among us might notice. Though, judging by the current trend in media, these sodomite themes becoming ever more apparent, perhaps they can do that now, because today’s average idiot is a hell of a lot dumber than yesterday’s?

And honestly, I [as discussed during the fire & ire series], to again give credit where credit is due, I am greatly impressed by how well the Medes can operate so cost-effectively, rarely having to spend their own money. They’ve programmed enough wankers, who gladly gave them money to receive their programming. Montelpro operatives cost money! Wankers work for the sake of wanking.

So, why bother? No doubt, may who’ve awoken to to the old box, are quite happy and free to be in the new one, regardless of how uncomfortable that box gets. But, don’t despair, when you look at humanity as a whole, as Eugene and I discussed, the metaphor could either be a play for birthing the new man who rises above the muck, or shitting out those who’ll serve as the spiritual fertilizer for evolved man.

Worth noticing again, after looking at the blue rose pig [courtesy of alex from the parallel hemisphere], is just like in said movie, and pretty much a lot of other movies that came up in Don’t Go West, they do seem to like ass-raping the little fat boys. I have no idea why. Why does the pig always get it in the end?

But why bother HUMAN? you’re far too good, and far too clever, to ever follow in the footsteps we’ve so clearly laid out for you, and become the NU HAM. You’d easily notice how you’re paving your own deserved path to death/destruction.

Far too smart for that, right? No way others could so openly flaunt their jokes right in front of your face for so long that you’d not notice. No way they could so openly continue to match up pairings of old men and young boys repeatedly in front of your wide open eyes, especially after you “woke up,” right? No way, “man!” Right???

In some ways, I am gaining some respect the way the manipulators of our mind, leave behind little nuggets pointing out what should be obvious, and occasionally pearls of wisdom [I was about to ad, not semen, though such pearls can inseminate ideas into the mind]. One such example would be, beyond the truth of who a boy’s ass is for from the Simpsons, they also offer the most practical of truths: “Don’t have a cow, man!”

Note: The mystery of the rose, goes far deeper than what we touched on in the show. Expect further discussions and revelations in the shows to come. After the show, Star Theory, who joined us for the last hour, sent me this link suggesting the code has propagated from the inner circles to the outer ones.

It’s OK to feel stupid. As I’ve been saying forever, you will nexver liberate your mind without that critical step in self-awareness. Man’s downward spiral and lass of the most simple of knowledge has been going on forever. Hence, why most modern idiots we all doctors literally don’t know shit, something the Egyptians and the Hellenics of old, grasped far beyond [as Alex has gone into in her latest series]:

“The authors of our being, remembering the command of their father when he bade them create the human race as good as they could… placed in the liver the seat of divination.” Plato, Timaeus 71D

As I pointed out before, you have to stop and yourself where the derelicts who ended up running the Oxofrd Press came from [the guys who demonized and ridiculed the Greeks]. Then you have to ask youself, why is it so bloody obvious? Then, you have to put things together using the ancient Greek Hellenic skills of deductive reasoning (as also done before). Free the mind, and the body follows.

But, as suggested in the show, there’s no point into trying to escape anywhere, or even build our own Tanerlorn, until we can evolve spiritually, lest we take hell along with us. And, I have a feeling, if we bring along our mind [which is presently stuffed with shit] along, history, as one of the shows bumper songs by a couple of Kiwis chimed, will repeat. As I’ve hopefully made obviously clear by now, we can’t even begin to think about righting the world, until we start righting ourselves.

Otherwise, all is folly. A big pile of smelly folly. Alas, even in the biggest pile of fertilizer, one spore, one seed of purity, one alchemical nugget of gold can always be found/gleamed. Yes, they are degenerating our brethren to an arguably deserved, yet wretched state. Yes, that is Key Anus covered in gravy [above left]. But, do note, in the following, how sweetly, the one little factoid, albeit in just the poster, is left for those with eyes to see.

For me at least, it explains this weird journey my own path to awareness has taken, and why I had to carry the ring for so long. For those who’ve been keeping up, you may note the significance of the run-time being 91 minutes, and hence I fell into sync with 19 images created for this post. I think, no, I know that something good is going to happen.

Note A: I’m moving forward with the updating of old shows. I most recently updated an oft cross-referenced show about How to Clean Ourselves Properly, which now includes a new improved audio file.

Note B: Just in case it was lost on anyone, HAM, is 22, which is DEATH. I got into that during one of the Peasants Revolt shows.