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Saturday, October 15, 2016

Jewish Theater Sorcery & The Messianic Silverscreen Meme

Last week I passed by what is normally a vacant lot in my neighborhood. However, on that day it was filled with hundreds of Orthodox Jews getting live chickens off of a big truck. They even had cops standing guard on the premises as security.

All of those birds were shipped over for the purpose of ritual sacrifice and it would be naive of me if I thought otherwise. Pretty soon the sidewalks will be littered with headless birds as Ive often seen.

Your ancestors were practicing ritual sacrifice long before your land lord and his ancestors were doing it. However you parted with tradition because those same people who own the major Hollywood studios used Theater Sorcery and Poetic Religious Literature to convince you that your ancestors were heathens. 

Meanwhile they reap tangible rewards in this world carrying out your ancestors’ rituals. If you do not willingly and preemptively offer sacrifice then you get sacrificed for not paying your dues to Saturnian intelligences. African immigrants to the United States are not being cut down in the streets by racist police officers, just those who offer the least sacrifices to the invisible Minds that shape and mold the tangible world that you can see. Many of us pay taxes to men, but wont pay taxes to them.

Don’t get upset and don’t hate those who pay the piper. Instead peep game and take notes. The movie Trading Places starring Eddie Murphy and Dan Aykroyd is a good film and an even better joke.

The film depicts a Black beggar played by Eddie Murphy who comes into the wealth of a white Wall Street business tycoon played by Dan Aykroyd. The white business man becomes a bum, and it's all orchestrated by Wall Street stock traders who facilitate the big switch. You can watch the movie for yourself to fill in more details.

If we look at the film within the context of world history then the Black race is represented by the wealthy tycoon who became a bum, while the Eastern European Ashkenazi Jews are characterized by the lowly beggar who came up in the world to became a certified king. Who are the prank-playing stock traders who caused the big shake-up to begin with? It was The Neutrophils, those malevolent nature spirits I wrote about in my Currency XXXchange article.

Many Black people are talking about Hollywood’s harmful preoccupation with Black slave narratives when it is time to shoot films on the historical Black experience. The resounding cry has been “ENOUGH WITH ALL THE SLAVE FILMS.”

One can validly counter that there are more films on the Jewish Holocaust then there are African Prisoner of Papal War (slavery) films. What we may be overlooking within that assessment is the fact that you cannot justify the abundance of slave films simply by pointing to the massive production of holocaust movies. The highest use of art is to stimulate the soul and uplift the mind of man. As we head into 2017, slave films are only valuable to the extent that they achieve that end for Black people.  Here’s my idea for sci-fi Nat Turner flick:

“Nat Turner is a hoodoo conjuror who practices his art under the guise of Christianity. On the heels of his Virginia rebellion an exceedingly powerful nature spirit appears before Turner in the form of a burning bush. The Bush has some interesting news for him about the future of North America. Long story short, Turner makes a pact with this spirit to rescue African Americans living in the midst of a civil war torn U.S. in August of 2020.

A Turner look-like is  presented to Virginia authorities and sentenced to death. Meanwhile the Native American fire spirit helps the real Nat Turner to ritualistically transport himself through time to the Southside of Chicago where a Donald Trump-like president has mobilized U.S. troops to address  street crimes that are actually being orchestrated by him and his corrupt government officials.”

There are more elements to the story but I'll leave it there. Slave Film advocates may also want to  consider the fact that the people who produce these holocaust movies also distribute the motion picture meme of the Ashkenazi Jewish messiah through box office franchises like Star Wars, Superman and E.T. The Extraterrestrial, among others. These  stories have shaped world culture and molded human psychology for decades.

These motion picture works of high art reinforce and perpetuate the global cultural capital of the Jewish tradition as it is specifically defined by Jews of Eastern European descent. Steven Spielberg’s E.T. is an extraterrestrial botanist who comes to earth to study its plant life. 

The irony of the entire plot is that E.T. is figuratively the botanical agent that he is looking for, because he is the living embodiment of the ETz Hayyim, the ancient Hebrew TREE OF LIFE that grows the fruit of righteousness. This fruit is personified by the little boy who grows and develops spiritually in his effort to protect E.T. from those who would seek to capture him. The “S” on Superman's chest is the phonetic equivalent of the Hebrew letter “Shin.”

This particular letter had special significance among medieval Kabbalists who were inspired by the Sefer-ha Temunah (The Book of Configuration). This book was compiled by 13th century Jews from Spain. You can read about them in Gershom Schoelem's book On Kabbalah and its Symbolism.


According to some of these Kabbalists, the letter “shin” will have four prongs instead of three once humanity enters into its next cycle of spiritual evolution. With that being said,  the “S” on the son of Jor-El’s chest (El is a proto-Hebrew name for “god”) signifies the future potential of tomorrow’s man. This man is fleshed out through the personage of the Jewish messianic superhero known as Superman.

Motion picture film is an indispensable catalyst for personal transformation and cultural reformation. When African Americans tap into the full potential of ancestral spiritual traditions, and marry them to motion picture art, it will signal a new era in which the weary years and silent tears of racist propaganda give way to the resurrection of a people. Behold, the Force has awakened within  you.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Libra & Love 2: The Quest for Balance

Libra, which is the last sign added to the zodiac, is the only one that is not represented by a human image or an animal totem. It it is only exemplified by an idea (scales, justice). Animals die. People die. Stars die. Ideas live forever!

But we should remember that at the root of all great ideas there are intense FEELINGS. This points to the influence that the water signs (rustling rivers of emotion in motion) may have on a Librans airy world of ideas and concepts. Here’s a list of a few notable Librans:

Thelonius Monk

John Coltrane

Wynton Marsalis

Johnny Cochran

Peter Tosh

Nat Turner

Elijah Muhammad

Ramesses The Great

Although Libra is often associated with love, romance, lofty intellectualism, and balance, I think that we  all incarnate into the zodiac signs that assist us most in strengthening the most glaring weaknesses our souls come to the planet with. In other words, you were born a Libra because you came to this planet as a ruthless soul who is now being conditioned to radiate love, patience and understanding. By no means am I an authority on astrology, but there are some critical matters concerning man’s relationship to the sun, moon, stars, and planets that I want  to put in proper perspective.

This whole idea that Nature and the stellar bodies in outer space are conspiring against us and our best interests is the essence of western Gnosticism. This Gnosticism is an extension of Neo-Platonism. Neo Platonists are Europeans who embraced Plato's ascetic philosophy centuries after he had died and the European interpretation of Christianity was still in its infancy during the 3rd and 4th century C.E.

The Greek philosopher Plato denounced sensuality as a path to self-realization.  Instead he championed a non-sensual ideal of beauty that does not involve the stimulation of the five senses of the body. In his book, The Symposium, which I read many years ago, Plato suggests that a man who follows his example may fall in love with a man the way he would fall in love with a woman because he is in pursuit of an ecstasy that transcends the world of forms. 

Plato’s opinions on the nature of reality is where we get the term “Platonic Relationship.” It is a relationship that does not involve sensual stimulation between two people. It “transcends” any experience of the physical form. For Platonists, this is the ideal because sensuality corrupts the mind. If you believe that sex, dancing, or eating food are potential paths to the divine then Platonism probably isn’t your cup of tea.  Plato’s core views lie at the ideological foundation of Gnostic ideas and concepts.

Western Gnosticism is basically a cave man’s attempt to filter Coptic cultural psychology through the ice age trauma and environmental cataclysms he was forced to endure in a virtual wasteland for thousands of years. There’s no Demiurge who created the tangible world as a prison colony for your soul. The entire universe is conspiring toward your greatness, especially if you are a carbon being who has the ability to process sunlight, soundwaves, as well as stellar, and cosmic rays.

If you CAN’T do any of the above THEN Yaldaboath becomes a VERY REAL adversary.   Those who first taught the world about the Demiurge were the spawns of scarcity frightfully abandoned by abundance during the last Ice Age. It is in our best interest to become cultural anthropologists before adopting the spiritual views of a particular culture because that culture’s beliefs are a product of THEIR ancestral experience. That experience may differ drastically from our own. At the end of the day mythology is shaped by environmental factors.

The only true “Gnostic” of any relevance in this time is the authentic Rasta Man  who is the true custodian of Coptic cultural psychology and cosmogony. There is no informed opinion to the contrary. The doctrine of original sin is a lie. Every brother is born a divine king. He makes himself a pauper based on the decisions he makes over the course of his life. What we call “Gnosis” is simply the milk of a loving mother’s nipple.  

The European Gnostic has you thinking that the stars and planets are your astrological slave masters when they are really your employees who work for you.  Lets tap into the sciences of our ancestors and give these universal bodies direct instruction. 

If you are a slave to the stars, and your planetary placements are strong enough to override your soul’s programming, then you will always be the stereotypical Libra: kind, loving and perpetually deferring. However if you’re a boss and your stellar employees work for you then you'll be whatever YOU choose to be which does not exclude being kind, loving, and deferring when the situation calls for it. Elijah Muhammad built an empire off of a 3rd grade education. The sun, moon and stars on his signature hat worked for him. Let me be clear. The sun, moon, and stars on his head worked for him.

Why are there so many great Libra war strategists? (I was told by a reliable source that Shaka Zulu was born in the sign of Libra, but I'm still researching this. Of course, many of us have heard about the military exploits of Alexander of Macedonia) It’s because people are born into the zodiac sign that is opposite to their soul's natural orientation at the time that their parents conceived them.

A warlord is born in the sign of peace and friendship because that is what the sun, moon, stars and planets are helping them to learn. Nothing is against us. Nothing can oppose us. Everything is designed to serve you. In this moment I speak from the rich earth of abundance, and not the flat soil of ice and scarcity. THERE IS ENOUGH FOR ALL OF US.  When we acquire this gnosis as a collective we will cease being shot down and abused by policy enforcers in the street. The entire universe and everything in it is a slave to the feelings in our hearts. What are you carrying in your heart on a day-to-day basis?

I believe that a lot of people born in the sign of Aries were actually bullied and picked on in their previous lives (Adolf Hitler). It may even be a reoccurring theme in their present experience (whether real or externally perceived). The influence of Mars is to help them to Turn Up and stand up for themselves in their present incarnations. Some turn up too much, which is why they are notorious for their hot tempers. My little song ends hear, but the beat goes on.

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Eye on the Throne 3: Mothers of the Flame

The words “Knight” and “Night” are phonetically linked because they both share a central commonality  of blackness.

Just as carbon—which is ecclesiastically known as “The Mark of the Beast”—is carved into your skin by a solar blade of light, a noble warrior who valiantly serves a celestial aristocracy is ritualistically transformed by a metal blade forged in the light of flames. To be knighted is to participate in the symbolic reenactment of being kissed by a burning star. As above, so below.

When you are  kissed by a burning star you turn pitch black as night from the heat you've come into contact with. People then start to address you as “Sir” which is a title of nobility solely designated for an “ELder.” An elder is one who literally holds the power of an El. The prefix “El” is Kena Anu (Phoenician) in origin and alludes to the movement, or observable effects, of an assortment of stellar rays that are traveling through our sky.

One of these powers were personified as a sexy  bare-breasted queen who loves to fuck and slay enemies. She rides a conquering lion while holding a lily in one hand and a serpent in the other. The Kena Anu deity “Anath” may ring a bell for those who recognize her sensuously provocative imagery. With the onset of Christianity, Anath became “Anathema” to the Catholic facade of sexual conservatism.

Europe is named  Europa after another Kena Anu queen from Greek mythology, which was in large part, plagiarized from the Kena Anu.

Europe’s medieval tale about the noble knight who slays the dragon to rescue a beautiful princess is an allegorical reference to a man who has the temperament needed to love a woman through her sometimes vile emotional outbursts. The dragon represents the invisible spirit that periodically coils  around the beautiful princess to enflame her most turbulent emotions.

The magical sword that slays the dragon is the knight’s steely emotional metal that is able to withstand the dragon’s flame.   This blade is forged in a fire that is much higher in temperature than the dragon’s flame. The fiery ore smelted and hammered into permanent form by the blacksmith must COOL before it can become a magical sword.  This sword is also a phallic symbol denoting the emotional firmness of masculinity.

Only the man who remains COOL in the grotesque face of anger can conquer the dragon. This coolness is attributed  to the fact that his  spiritual tool was forged in a fiery furnace that is hotter than anything that the angry dragon can spit at him. When that extraordinary woman whom you love uncharacteristically looses her temper with you, you are not dealing directly with her. You are dealing with a foreign intelligence, a malefic spirit, that coils around her and holds her body as a hostage. 

Your princess is not the dragon. You slay the dragon by loving your princess and starving the dragon that surrounds her into submission. Men who seriously contemplate the words in these last four paragraphs are on the path to experiencing great wealth.

When a woman knights a man, or crowns him as king, before he has consistently demonstrated that he vibrates on a solar frequency, she corrupts them both. She is sending the message that mediocrity is tolerable. This cheapens the quality of her experiences with men, because a lot of men aren't striving towards excellence, they're just looking to get by.

When a male is set to pass through his mother’s ring of fire at birth before he has accumulated an adequate amount of solar force, then his mother is at high risk for a miscarriage. Her “Son” is a little “Sun” and therefore requires a powerful solar charge to cultivate his ultralight beam over nine months of gestation.  This enlivens his natural spark, his innate desire for excellence.

Liberal feminists who do not have a scientific mind firmly rooted in spiritual intelligence will insist that infant mortality is higher for boys than it is for girls because boys are inherently weaker than girls. This is the doodoo that comes out of the mouths of those with bowels for brains.

A piece of black coal would be monetarily worthless to many of us, but with enough pressure that coal can be transformed into a shimmering diamond worth lots of money. Those who lack the personal power to exert this kind of pressure on the black coal may project their own weakness and internal deficits onto it.

Without us even considering the widely varied and unique set of circumstances that may potentially contribute to individual miscarriages, it is worth exploring whether or not there is a particular variable at play that is not being critically examined by the liberal feminist regime. If a woman does not have enough love for herself and/or is not receiving enough love and emotional support from the man that she has conceived her male child with during pregnancy, it is conceivable, that she may not possess the minimum amount of internal force needed to bring the masculine life that she is carrying to full term.

Men and women will stress the need for guys to “man up” and responsibly take charge of their communities by being its definitive leaders, as they should. However, I wonder if these critics are really aware of what their critique actually implies.  It suggests that there is a high expectation of social responsibility that is unique to the masculine gender. It crosses racial and ethnic boundaries across the globe. Men are generally expected to lead and give some type of structure to their homes and communities. They are the  social architects like the Kemetic god Ptah, from whose name we get the English word “Father.”

There is an old saying that rings true to this day: to whom much is given, much is expected. It is equally true that for whom much is expected, much has already been received. In other words, if our expectations for a person are high, it is only because there is a general consensus that this person has received something distinct and powerful to warrant high expectations from us.

It is nature’s intent that men are endowed with distinct qualities that make them the ideal catalysts for collective growth and individual development. Man's assigned roles are to inspire, explore, innovate and offer direction. However cultural upheaval has compromised his ability to achieve these things.

Today we live in a world with so many abused and broken women. You might be wondering why this is such a highly significant dilemma within the context of this post. I'll help you out by explaining.

It's extremely difficult for a broken woman to give birth to a boy who  can inherit her genetic Patent of Nobility. This patent is the very thing that empowers the boy  to grow and live up to the expectations of leadership inherent to his gender. How many men today have received Excalibur from the Lady of the Lake? That lake being the amniotic fluid of his mothers womb, the sword being  the designated tool of power that is his natural birthright. Crown.

I would say that at least eight out of ten women that you will meet over the course of your life have been sexually molested by a man, traumatically verbally abused by one, or both. At some point in the pregnancy the abused woman, depending on the severity of her trauma, may pre-consciously abort the very masculine energy that has emotionally scarred her.

This emotionally-inflicted abortion, often diagnosed as a miscarriage, actually began in the restless heart of an abused woman in deep need of spiritual healing. The woman doesn’t hate her unborn son. She loves him dearly, but hasn’t been given the tools to effectively address the rabid abuse that she has suffered at the hands of men over the course of her life. This may play out in the genetic compromising or miscarriage of her Sun.

One of the reasons why there is so much misery in the world today is because women are being violently abused and a lot of men are not directly addressing this problem by introducing a new cultural dynamic. As a result, a lot of traumatized women are giving birth to males who are born psycho-spiritually disabled when we compare what a man was intended to be, to what he has actually become.

You may see a tall, muscular man who appears to be the epitome of masculinity walking down the street  with his tight muscle shirt on, not even realizing that he was born missing a lot of components that would make him a thoughtful, loving, and responsible leader to a community.

He has the form and appearance of a man, but he was born with  critical pieces to his puzzle missing. He's not really a giant. He's an imploded  star. A Red Dwarf. When we embrace a high standard for the treatment of women then our world is biochemically redeemed. Only then will we realize that our human notions of “GOD” are purely philosophical constructs we've assembled by observing great men nurtured by mentally healthy women over the course of millenia.

For thousands of years we've taken all of these wonderful qualities we admire in great MEN, and we graft them onto some nebulous figure in the clouds, because it has been so long since we walked and talked with the god on land. Even then, gods aren't just born they are self-cultivated through a radical dedication to greatness that magnetizes higher inspiration. Crown.

If you don’t personally know any great men then you can’t possibly KNOW God. A day is coming where there won’t be any need for all of these beautiful women to flock to church, because the King of Kings and the Lord of Lords will be in their beds every night and helping them to raise healthy and whole families. When all fuck boys and bums on Earth are dead and gone, then  Jesus Christ will return. Hallelujaaaah!!! Can I get an Amen?

Like I said, a woman’s son is a sun. A mother’s love is an invisible force field that preserves the Light of this World. The undeniable evidence of love’s presence is in how it illuminates your immediate environment. Love is the defiant drive and desire to sustain unity in the horrific face of division, which is made uglier by the entropic forces of dispersion.

The crushing pressure that love defiantly exerts upon molecular mass in order to hold it together  is what jump-started the Hydrogen-Fusion  Cycle that gave birth to our sun in outer space billions of years ago. All real women know that the most transformative, most penetrating love is conveyed through the pressure and the power that brings the diamond out of the coal. Crown.

Feigned humility is the height of arrogance. No human intelligence on the planet Earth can oppose me concerning the general circumstances that gave birth to the sun because I have witnessed the process of creation firsthand through my Third Eye. I look forward to sharing my vivid visions with you all.

Saturday, September 10, 2016

The Bamboo Slave Miracle Cave God

The Spring-time allergy has Renee rubbing her itchy eye as if her clitoris were deep inside. Her head is ever-so-slightly bowed, as frenzied fingers obstruct her view. Although she doesn’t see it coming, intuition sweeps over her like a broom.

Renee raises her head high. She’s greeted by a big black dick. Its oosing a single web of pre-cum, confessing desire for her lips.

The translucent beaded thread dangles into the pit of infinity as heat rises within the room. The moaning stone stares  at Renée like a slum lord when rent is overdue.

The caramel brown apple head, bulges with kegs of honey for tasty cakes. If only the bare-backed baby boo bear would decide to have a little taste.

Without saying a word, Renee buries the dense milk bone in her throat. “Damn bitch, you could at least say good evening to a nigga, sheiiiiit.”  She ignores Devon.

Renee grips the steely hot fudge, like a bitter-sweet grudge, brutally battering the night stick, from its base, to the tip, exploding with rivers of lush  pearls, that blast her tongue in thick swirls. 

Her esophagus is a gentrified neighborhood, rapidly flooding with extra white. Crack rocks and Travel Fox. Her star is burning up the night.

Renee swallows her tangy puree. Her flavor is strawberry pineapple ginger. Her pleasure peach is hot and wet. She pops her pool with her middle finger.

“You just ate all my yogurt, but can’t say a single word to nooobodeh?” says Devon imitating Martin Lawrence’s raspy-voiced gold-toothed character Jerome. “Hoe, you just awful. I feel so used and objectified! I should make you pay, for my creamy YoPlait, which got yo sexeh bodeh electrified.” 

Renee giggles.

“Nigga, you stupid,” she says with a smile. “Fuckin’ Kat Williams, Kevin Hart wannabe muthafucka. Why don’t you shut ya face and come eat this good pussy.”

Devon spreads Renée’s luscious legs until they read 9:15, mirroring the arms on his Swiss chrono. He plunges his tongue deep into her waters, where he goes fishing for the Nommo. Renée wants to beat Devon’s Hadith into the buttery folds of her crescent moon. His lightning rod is at its apex, like the flaming sun at high noon.

Belgian chocolate thighs. Eyes wide. Cum and saliva inside the Godiva. Emancipation through masturbation. No pogo sticks in the vagina. All’s work, in a day’s hard. Dragon punanny gets slayed with a blade in the shade by the bamboo slave miracle cave god.