Saturday, December 10, 2011

VIDEOS and NEWS LINKS

War--JUST SAY NO!
            
                                                                                                     

This guy's got guts! Give'em hell Nigel!
This is the NWO farce. This is your life under the NWO farce. Any questions?


"When plunder becomes a way of life for a group of men living together in society, they create for themselves, in the course of time, a legal system that authorizes it and a moral code that glorifies it."
                                                --  French economist Frederic Bastiat (1801-1850)
                                                  
"It would be far more preferable if the United States could cite an Iranian provocation as justification for the airstrikes before launching them. Clearly, the more outrageous, the more deadly, and the more unprovoked the Iranian action, the better off the United States would be."
                                                          --Brookings Institute (Which Path to Persia?)




False Flag and NWO Related  


               Alternative Search Engines




              NWO related

                  "American Ambassador Susan Rice told the Security Council following the vote that the US was 'disgusted' at Russia and   China’s  decision to go against the resolution. US Secretary of State Hillary Clinton also warned that more blood would be shed in  Syria if a resolution was not reached soon." (Russia Today, "Russia Points to 'Armed Groups' in Syria, Vetoes UN Security Council Draft Resolution," Global Research , 4 February 2012. Web. 5 February 2012)

                              No hypocrisy here. Not from the neoCon Clinton or the goodwill               
                            "ambassador."  

                   Break down of military support for Ron Paul

                              • Engineering the Eurozone Collapse - F. William Engdahl  

                                 
                                Web of Debt



                                “The safety of this Nation was not in its fleets, its armies, or its forts, but in the spirit which prizes liberty as the heritage of all men, in all lands, everywhere.”
                                                                                                                                 --Abraham Lincoln 

                                “Military force is justified only in self-defense; naked aggression is the province of dictators and rogue states. This is the danger of a new “preemptive strike doctrine.”
                                                                                                          ---Ron Paul 9/4/02
                                WARS

                                  Next False Flag: Israel Bombs US Navy Ship + WW3

                                  (good chronology on Israel and presentation of the NWO agenda)



                                                      Thinking of going in the military?


                                                      Listen to a former 
                                                      first. Then decide.


                                                      RUSSIA
                                                      “He has the blood of peaceful civilians on his hands, and he can’t live without the kind of disgusting, repulsive scenes like the killing of Qadhafi.”--Vladimir Putin remarking on Sen. John McCain

                                                            CHEMTRAILS
                                                                  Foreclosure related:

                                                                  OCCUPIER VIDS

                                                                  ALTERNATIVE WAYS OF THINKING
                                                                   

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                                                                  ALTERNATIVE ENERGY

                                                                  "Lost Lightning" An Excellent Film About Nicola Tesla's "Missing Secrets"
                                                                             Love this!

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                                                                                  HEALTH

                                                                                        • Fluoride
                                                                                        "My [published] work showed that fluoride accumulates in the human pineal gland and lowers melatonin production in animals," says Dentist Jennifer Luke, PhD. "I find it extraordinary that no government promoting fluoridation has chosen to pursue these worrying findings. 
                                                                                          Alternative News Sources 

                                                                                          Global Research.ca 
                                                                                          The White Hats Report 
                                                                                          DeepBlackLies
                                                                                          Before Its News
                                                                                          Activist Post
                                                                                          PrisonPlanet.com 
                                                                                          Washington's Blog 
                                                                                          Stop NATO
                                                                                          Voltaire Network  
                                                                                          TARPLEY.net  
                                                                                          Dr. Michael Hudson  
                                                                                          RT America
                                                                                          Press TV  
                                                                                          Eyre International  
                                                                                          Unfiltered News   
                                                                                          Coup Media Group  
                                                                                          The Daily Bell    
                                                                                          The Excavator
                                                                                          Land Destroyer Report
                                                                                          My Catbird Seat 
                                                                                          Project Camelot  
                                                                                          (There are a lot of excellent interviews on here, 
                                                                                          but, as with all news, one needs to use discernment, 
                                                                                          as the people at Proj. Cam. are very good at providing 
                                                                                          open access to info but letting others discern)
                                                                                          Tom Heneghan's Intelligence Briefing Blog
                                                                                          The Waterman Files

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                                                                                          Saturday, December 3, 2011

                                                                                          Poems


                                                                                          Lucifer

                                                                                          They call me one of the dark angels
                                                                                          courting  me with the fusion of triangles
                                                                                          I gain favor through men’s desires
                                                                                          And with the illusion of a separate peace,
                                                                                          I know the shallowness of what aspires
                                                                                          and how its appetite will never cease

                                                                                          I was there when Romans destroyed the Druid culture
                                                                                          And Alexander sent many to a sepulcher
                                                                                          I was there as Knights slayed Muslim, Christian, and Jew
                                                                                          And when Caesar’s legions reduced a growing sinew
                                                                                          I was there when Columbus tortured, plundered, and killed
                                                                                          and when white men destroyed native people better skilled

                                                                                          I took the idea for the city on a hill
                                                                                          As another venue to carry out my will
                                                                                          I watched as psychics were burned alive
                                                                                          And a noble gesture became another conquer and divide

                                                                                          And as the colonies grew, my Masons were ready
                                                                                          And as cannons blew, my gaze remained far and steady
                                                                                          A revolution against the dreaded King George
                                                                                          But little did the populace know what ties I had forged
                                                                                          Little did they know I would leave my stamp in full view
                                                                                          and do so on their monuments, money, blood, and sinew

                                                                                          Dead men are telling you more than a tale,
                                                                                          but your soldiers hear to no avail
                                                                                          They glance over the bloody battleground
                                                                                          as they pummel it with bombs, fury, and ignoble sound
                                                                                          They create a war on terror,
                                                                                          while minions who proclaimed it, believe they are spared

                                                                                          Failed attempts at central banks and focused usury
                                                                                          merely strengthened my resolve
                                                                                          Other plans given a review all too cursory,
                                                                                          paved the way for what could never be absolved

                                                                                          I was there when Rothschild made his proclamation
                                                                                          “Let me issue and control a country’s money…”
                                                                                          And guess who now controls its legislation,
                                                                                          not to mention its milk and honey?

                                                                                          The legions of hell are among you
                                                                                          We’ve conquered your means of exchange
                                                                                          And left you with a distorted view,
                                                                                          since we also determine your media’s news range

                                                                                          When we need to, we use technology
                                                                                          and by such,  affect a desired seismology
                                                                                          or we create disaster with  a hurricane
                                                                                          and flood the lands with torrential rain
                                                                                          Then we move to procure damaged farm land,
                                                                                          so we may control food and provide for other plan

                                                                                          As the hourglass runs down,
                                                                                          each harkens to a distant sound
                                                                                          and based on one’s reckoning
                                                                                          there is in the future’s beckoning
                                                                                          the lament of mere survival
                                                                                          or a soulful alliance of a Gideon’s revival

                                                                                          Wonder who is the Wizard of Oz
                                                                                           and what lies behind the curtain?
                                                                                          Look at those who suffer not your laws
                                                                                          and know of what you can be certain:
                                                                                          The time is now at hand when one of us will prevail
                                                                                          and so police, weather mods,  and false flags provide travail

                                                                                          I send before you the followers of my dominion
                                                                                          to weaken your resolve , resource, and opinion
                                                                                          I am Lucifer, leader of the dark realm
                                                                                          I subjugate, deceive, and create overwhelm

                                                                                          Say of me what you will,
                                                                                          but as you fiddle, I continue to kill
                                                                                          To kill your laws, people, and good sense
                                                                                          and know unless you coalesce, there won’t soon be recompense
                                                                                          Not by your hand alone anyway
                                                                                          But others have joined the fray
                                                                                          Many are hidden from your view,
                                                                                          and subscribe to other than my leadership
                                                                                          Your skies are filled with their silver hue,
                                                                                          and alternative news provides their readership

                                                                                          You show division on this issue too,
                                                                                          and what government will deny, entertainment will readily woo
                                                                                          Yet both may create the illusion
                                                                                          that your fate awaits evil intrusion,
                                                                                          while the intrusion is among your own,
                                                                                          and there we seek to quell the fires of insurrection sown

                                                                                          We assault your spirit and sense of resolution
                                                                                          Lest you gain a foothold and a burgeoning restitution
                                                                                          Many among you understand battle and go with sword drawn
                                                                                          into this, the quickening, as it heralds a new dawn

                                                                                          (9/11)
                                                                                          Disclaimer: Just so no one misunderstands, I’m NOT a devil worshipper


                                                                                           

                                                                                          Day of Reckoning

                                                                                          As more resources fall to oil-stained hands
                                                                                          And drones expire parts of truth over bloodied lands,
                                                                                          the government pushes yet more lies,
                                                                                          whilst the truth splinters out by its former spies

                                                                                          And as wingnuts flying on the loose
                                                                                          fashion yet another government noose,
                                                                                          greed presents its dead-end plan,
                                                                                          while a world wakes from a slumber in the sand

                                                                                          Let’s all join hands ‘round this proxy war of Israel
                                                                                          Russia may yet define for them what is truly miserable 
                                                                                          It’s hard to reckon with the shame of one’s country
                                                                                          It’s hard to beckon the blind from their unspeakable hegemony

                                                                                          Wars won and wars lost?
                                                                                          Or just efforts at immeasurable cost?

                                                                                          Shall we speak of corporate coffers
                                                                                          Or their government proffers
                                                                                          that cause the slave to sweat for a dime,
                                                                                          while unreported goes another white collar crime

                                                                                          And of course the banks won’t be undone
                                                                                          in their efforts to maintain the feudal son

                                                                                          We can wish them all well
                                                                                          in a collective sigh from hell
                                                                                          or watch the occupier’s land grow with furor,
                                                                                          as the war scenario becomes more than mere rumor

                                                                                          The corporation, the government, and the media
                                                                                          feed the dragons enshrined in Wikipedia
                                                                                          The presstitudes, the warmongers, and the thieves
                                                                                          gnaw the boat from which the shark retrieves
                                                                                          My country for someone’s kingdom
                                                                                          And it’s the NWO stupid, not a mere lord’s fiefdom
                                                                                          Honor among thieves equals temporary reprieves

                                                                                          Honor is indeed what has staged Earth’s embattlement
                                                                                          And the soldiers are the wealthy, the waffler, and the grunt
                                                                                          Who may have yet to see what men have never gotten ‘round:
                                                                                          the karmic law that sets the stage for another proving ground
                                                                                          And somewhere plays a requiem for another wealthy thief of power,
                                                                                          And it’s matched by one tin soldier’s taps at his comrades’ final hour

                                                                                          My country ‘tis of thee,
                                                                                          An anguished land losing its liberty
                                                                                          It feeds not its poor or huddled masses
                                                                                          Thanks to the ones at the golf club with the bottom-up glasses

                                                                                          They think they drove a hole in one
                                                                                          And that they’ll rally ‘round the rising sun
                                                                                          But greed must capitulate
                                                                                          To the spirit of the slave
                                                                                          As it broaches the power once given to the king’s knave

                                                                                          We ask ourselves not what our country can do for us
                                                                                          But how we can purge a country of its ill-begotten lust
                                                                                          Banker, bullet, bomb, and bust
                                                                                          The newest lawyers the world will turn to dust
                                                                                          For the day of reckoning is upon us all
                                                                                          And take care, lest your next role not be quite so tall




                                                                                          As a Roaring Lion

                                                                                          And the lambs did quake
                                                                                          As the earth did shake
                                                                                          And Japan stood stricken
                                                                                          By a cabal induced lickin’

                                                                                          And so did Haiti and Chile endure
                                                                                          A punishment for what someone couldn’t procure
                                                                                          And the Navy stood by at the cabal’s will
                                                                                          Ready to land, after the earthquake drill

                                                                                          They say it’s a global economy
                                                                                          And HAARP ain’t about astronomy
                                                                                          And you must come along quietly to their NWO
                                                                                          Or they’ll squelch your self-direction and ability to grow

                                                                                          From the stamping hooves of the knights Templar
                                                                                          To the megalomania of the modern banker
                                                                                          The footprints track for millennia back
                                                                                          And always are they crimson hued
                                                                                          In the lands of the damned and the subdued

                                                                                          A genuflection to the cross
                                                                                          Another blood soaked venture lost
                                                                                          The Templars in their blind obedience
                                                                                          Had their swords felled by expedience

                                                                                          This kingdom come yet returned?
                                                                                          The soulless eyes that deadly burn
                                                                                          On schoolhouse planet Earth
                                                                                          Where a banker's bounty, is the beggar's dearth

                                                                                          Perhaps we will deal the fatal blow
                                                                                          Against the dark hand that lends a global show
                                                                                          The world grows wary of debauchery and reprise
                                                                                          As yet more sharks roll their cunning eyes
                                                                                          On a people, on a government, on another prize

                                                                                          There’s a tango in the Congress over a debt impasse
                                                                                          And bankers fiddle, whilst the flag flies half mast

                                                                                          Taxes dwindling and the coffers for the war as well
                                                                                          The military industrial complex funds its own hell

                                                                                          Damn the terrorists, it’s against them that we fight
                                                                                          ‘Tis it so? ‘tis it so? The mirror will set you right

                                                                                          In God we trust, or so it says
                                                                                          By God we deceive and so agrees the prez

                                                                                          I tax your labor and give you guns
                                                                                          So you can take another country’s sons
                                                                                          I teach you submission and the chain of command
                                                                                          And make you a pawn in a resourceful land
                                                                                          I take your allegiance and twist to plan
                                                                                          The cards you can’t see for the bomb in your hand

                                                                                          God forbid you should all wake up and wreck this show
                                                                                          Our grand design, our hastened path to an NWO

                                                                                          Our grand idea, it has its flaws
                                                                                          And lest you wake, we draw you now with lion’s claws
                                                                                          And as the lion roars and seeks yet to devour
                                                                                          We shall see, we shall see, who is standing on the final hour!



                                                                                          A World Upside Down

                                                                                          Through the churches and the schools
                                                                                          Through peer pressure and social rules
                                                                                          Through the boob tube and its mindless tools,
                                                                                          you fashion a Stepford society
                                                                                          whose machinations lay hidden for lack of notoriety
                                                                                          Through a toothless and controlled press,
                                                                                          you keep the people from knowing the true measure of duress
                                                                                          This is how you keep a people in line
                                                                                          By instilling beliefs to which they will incline

                                                                                          As a thief in the night
                                                                                          Something this way comes
                                                                                          Another fiendish plight
                                                                                          Another beating of the war drums

                                                                                          From the days of youthful indoctrination,
                                                                                          many have known religious abomination
                                                                                          From the time of Christ, there arose a “council of one”
                                                                                          who subjugated the people and sought to have him undone
                                                                                          Lest the people come to understand who they truly could be,
                                                                                          they dismissed the one who really could see
                                                                                          that as in heaven, so also could Earth be

                                                                                          This fractured the people’s ability to fight the dark force
                                                                                          Whilst the resolve grew along the light’s course
                                                                                          Amidst this fractal state was born,
                                                                                          the Illuminati’s Christ thorn
                                                                                          whom rich and poor alike
                                                                                          thought to be other than tithing tripe
                                                                                          and rendering the proclaimed fee
                                                                                          sought to procure a heavenly destiny

                                                                                          But this subtle ruse
                                                                                          soon gave way to a tighter noose
                                                                                          And the people were soon dispossessed of their gold and land
                                                                                          As a church exposed itself while mimicking a government’s hand
                                                                                          It then drew about a militia to protect its stolen gain
                                                                                          And the battle lines were drawn for those who weren’t entrained

                                                                                          From thence was granted the horde,
                                                                                          the priests and the nuns of vital discord
                                                                                          who were fain to wish us well,
                                                                                          if we would accept their savior, lest he send us each to hell
                                                                                          Requiring vows of celibacy,
                                                                                          their minds were shackled with indelicacy
                                                                                          And as the Vatican sought to posture credulity,
                                                                                          soothsayer’s glimpsed the future and extracted a contiguity

                                                                                          A sovereign state unto itself,
                                                                                          it stands among the top institutions of wealth
                                                                                          Rich in gold and fiat currency,
                                                                                          pray tell, when will they see an emergency?
                                                                                          They promulgated the lies of Eden as the start of man
                                                                                          and the rib of a male as presaging a woman
                                                                                          They enshrined the pineal gland, the seat of the soul,
                                                                                          but would you likely hear that from a Vatican troll?

                                                                                          Long ago, even before the Vatican and recorded time,
                                                                                          the Earth’s people were herded to enact more Illuminati crime
                                                                                          The bloodlines that once were pure
                                                                                          were diluted among the people to be sure
                                                                                          To blend the races with a dark agenda
                                                                                          that always maintains itself with propaganda

                                                                                          But pockets remained within the hamlets and villages
                                                                                          This, the resistance, the dark still rages against and pillages
                                                                                          Their cries to end the war machine and arrogant government
                                                                                          Are met with ostracism or other malevolent intent
                                                                                          And the dark brotherhood has long known
                                                                                          That whispers may be seeds with doubt and fear sown
                                                                                          And so is greater the enemy within the gates
                                                                                          Since his lies may not betray his sociopathic traits

                                                                                          And yet more evidence of the dark hand,
                                                                                          is fluoridated water over our land,
                                                                                          drugs on both sides of a legal frame,
                                                                                          and a birthing practice that puts Caesar to shame
                                                                                          Terminator seeds and neurotoxins in our foods
                                                                                          Is it any wonder there’s elevated moods?
                                                                                          And we can’t forget that through it all,
                                                                                          the police do aid and abet a country’s fall

                                                                                          And still more deeds of modern day
                                                                                          include the chemtrails’ now diminished spray
                                                                                          that have nonetheless left a fatal virus to man
                                                                                          that produces mutated insects and arid land
                                                                                          amidst flammable chemicals on buildings and dry sand
                                                                                          They’ve destroyed life in the seas
                                                                                          while rotting wood on healthy trees
                                                                                          and they’ve removed oxygen from the clouds
                                                                                          while raising a people’s voice over white shrouds

                                                                                          If all this wasn’t enough, the gene fiddlers have had a day
                                                                                          with their attempts to remove logic, compassion, and free say

                                                                                          Atlantis rising haunts us now
                                                                                          But this planet will go as avowed
                                                                                          For the Earth celebrates a quiet revolution,
                                                                                          as the Crystal and Indigo serve us restitution
                                                                                          No invisible halos above the head
                                                                                          Just a repudiation of the walking dead
                                                                                          Much work is yet to be done
                                                                                          before we see our future kingdom come,
                                                                                          but the Illuminati have exposed their worth
                                                                                          to a people who will rise again on mother Earth

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