Opening the Eye of Shiva; Twin Peaks 2017

By Jack Heart & Orage
“Your memories. Implants, they’re all implants!” – Deckard to Rachel, in Blade Runner 
They are implants because this is a simulated reality, it’s artificial; its gods are artificial, its past, present, and future are artificial and most of all its pretensions of ever being anything other than it is now are artificial. If you cannot come to grips with that one and only horrendous truth about the “life” you are leading, you are probably wasting both your “time” and money being here. No one’s going to listen to you in this place and nothing’s ever going to change in this place. I think it was that “nun eyed” Jesus, to paraphrase Nietzsche in his poem from Beyond Good and Evil, that first told you the Kingdom of Heaven is within you. That’s just about the only thing she ever got right. As we have already proved to you nine ways to Sunday, much to the consternation of the Djinn, you can see how we went on the burn just by looking at the comment section of our blog; Jesus was and is a woman, sentimental and emphatic to a flaw and utterly devoid of the testosterone necessary to actually take you there. Now I’ve made some mistakes, but that certainly wasn’t one of them, reexamine the evidence for yourself in Aleister Crowley, Loki’s Brood & the Fury of Hell, parts One and Two
The only one who has made no mistakes is David Lynch (and Orage) in Twin Peaks 2017, otherwise known as The Return for reasons that we have already explored. Twin Peaks 2017 is in actuality the “story of the little girl who lived down the lane…” The little girl is Audrey Horne and Twin Peaks 2017 takes place inside her head. Audrey, although one of the most prominent characters in Lynch’s original Twin Peaks, which revolutionized television twenty-five years earlier, is not introduced till the twelfth of eighteen episodes in Twin Peaks 2017. 

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In a surrealistic scene, Audrey Horne argues with her husband Charlie. She wants to go to the Roadhouse to look for her lover Billy, who has been missing for two days, but Charlie complains that he is tired and he has too much paperwork to do. He tells her that Billy is out there somewhere, but he guarantees they won’t find him in the darkness of the new moon. Audrey scoffs at him, asking him if he saw that in his crystal ball. Charlie tells her that she knows he doesn’t have a crystal ball. But strangely enough, there is a crystal ball sitting right in front of him on his desk. Audrey then launches into a tirade, calling Charlie spineless and telling him that’s why she is fucking Billy. She demands that he sign the papers she gave him. Charlie tells her his lawyer has to look at them first. When she threatens to have Paul pay him a visit, Charlie says “don’t be like this. I’m your lawfully wedded husband. I have rights.” She tells him “you gave up those rights.” To which Charlie replies “what? You mean you’d go back on our contract? Renege on a contract?” She says “that’s what I will do. That’s what I’m doing.” 
Charlie then agrees to go with her, but suggests they call Tina first whom Audrey despises, but according to Chuck was the last person to see Billy. Audrey notes that she thinks Chuck is certifiable; corresponding to her son Richie, fathered by Cooper’s evil Doppelgänger and certainly certifiable. Charlie calls Tina and receives some grave news, but blankly refuses to tell Audrey anything about the conversation. From Charlie’s conversation into the antiquated dial phone, we find out that Chuck had stolen Billy’s truck then brought it back, again corresponding to Richie taking a farmers truck with which he ran over and killed a little boy, then brought back. 1 
The substitution of Chuck for the name of one of the Twin Peaks 2017 arch villains, Richie, is what is known in the Norse sagas as a kenning. The scene between Audrey and Charlie, who is representative of the Artificial Intelligence of internet conspiratorial fame, directly precedes a scene in which Dr. Amp, a character who wears rags that are strategically arranged to look like the uniform of an officer in the Nazi’s dreaded SS and brandishes a cheap hammer which is an obvious allusion to the Hammer of Thor, makes a little speech in his pirate radio broadcast; where he has prior promised those he is haranguing “We’re coming for you. Yeah, we’re coming for you!” 2
This time, a slightly more composed Dr. Amp addresses his audience, the inhabitants of Twin Peaks:  “And the fucks are at it again! These giant multi-national corporations are filled with monstrous vermin, poisonous vile murderers. And they eat drink and shit money. They buy our politicians for a song then these fucking politicians sing as we gag and cough, sold down the river to die. Fuck you who betray the people you were elected to help, elected to work to help, to make life better for. Fuck you all in the ass you treasonous puppet’s. The ninth level of hell will welcome you…” 3

In the next scene featuring her, a near hysterical Audrey demands that Charlie tell her what Tina told him. He tells her to “stop it.” She then says “I feel like I’m somewhere else. Have you ever had that feeling Charlie?” He blandly replies “no” and she continues “like I’m somewhere else and like I’m somebody else. Have you ever felt that?” Again Charlie replies “no. I always feel like myself and it may not be the best feeling.” She says “well I’m not sure who I am, but I’m not me.” Charlie says “this is existentialism 101.” Losing her composure, she tells him “oh fuck you. I’m serious. Who am I supposed to trust but myself and I don’t even know who I am. So what the fuck am I supposed to do?” He answers “you’re supposed to go to the Roadhouse and see if Billy is there.” She replies “I guess. Is it far?” Exasperated, Charlie says “c’mon Audrey if I didn’t know better I would swear you were on drugs.” She answers “just where is it?” And he tells her “I’m gonna take you there. Now are you going to stop playing games or do I have to end your story too?” Shaking she says “what story is that Charlie? Is it the story of the little girl who lived down the lane? Is it?” Charlie looks at her stone-faced and says “you’re the one who wanted to go. Now you’re looking like you want to stay.” She says “I want to stay and I want to go. Which will it be Charlie? Hmm? Which one would you be? Charlie, help me. It’s like Ghostwood here.” Charlie just stares at her stoically as she starts to cry. 4 

“Is it the story of the little girl who lived down the lane” will be repeated again by a creature that calls itself Evolution of the Arm and acts as the narratives overlord, right before Cooper the god is reunited with Diane the goddess in the concluding episode. But Lynch has already answered the question earlier while playing the Deputy Director of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, Gordon Cole, when he recounts his Monica Bellucci dream to the other agents. 
Cole tells them “last night I had another Monica Bellucci dream. I was in Paris on a case. Monica called and asked me to meet her at a certain café. She said she had to talk to me. When we met at the café Cooper was there but I couldn’t see his face. Monica was very pleasant she had brought friends. We all had a coffee and then she said the ancient phrase… we are like the dreamer who dreams and then lives inside the dream. I told her I understood. And then she said but who is the dreamer? A very powerful uneasy feeling came over me. Monica looked past me and indicated to me to look back at something that was happening there. I turned and looked. I saw myself. I saw myself from long ago in the old Philadelphia offices listening to Cooper telling me he was worried about a dream he had and that was the day Phillip Jeffries appeared and didn’t appear and while Jeffries was apparently there he raised his arm and pointed it at Cooper and asked me “who do you think that is there?…” Dam I hadn’t remembered that, now this is something really interesting to think about.” Albert says “yes I’m beginning to remember that too.” 5 
Twin Peaks 2017 is a dream, the dream of Audrey Horne. In the original Twin Peaks twenty-five years earlier, Audrey Horne had been the overindulged child of privilege, smitten by Agent Cooper, but never able to actually possess him. At the ending of the early nineties show, she is caught in the bombing of a bank and presumably left in a coma, married forever to the artificial life support system that is keeping her alive. She is the alcheringa, the source of the projection. But she is no ancient of days, no omnificent and omnipresent deity that guides its creation according to a plan to evolve it into the sublime. She is a spoiled rotten and immature child, who has never been given the chance to grow up and perhaps never will be, much like Alessa who is the projector of Silent Hill, a product of the very same entities that brought the world Twin Peaks. This we more than proved in From Silent Hills (P.T.) to Twin Peaks (T.P.) “Fire walk…with me.”
Audrey dreams of the archetypes; Cooper as the messianic savior and the three Goddesses of the Eleusinian mysteries; Sarah Palmer as Demeter, Laura Palmer as Persephone and Diane as Hecate. There is much much more to the story of Twin Peaks 2017, but this is the framework that David Lynch –arguably the greatest artist who ever lived– has chosen to hang his masterpiece on, along with a thinly veiled threat of an impending invasion by an SS that was never defeated in WW II. 
Contrary to the empty prattling of the empires academic sycophants, Adolph Hitler walked away from WW II, as did the entire echelon of the top brass for the SS. The Nazi Bell, repeatedly featured throughout Twin Peaks 2017 and which the Germans were quite confident would win WW II for them, has never been found and the very same Jews, whom the Nazis were attempting to protect this world from, have been allowed to overrun it and tear it to pieces in an endless orgy of greed and avarice.

Audrey’s final appearance in Twin Peaks 2017 occurs at the end of episode 16, when Audrey and Charlie arrive at the Roadhouse and sit at the bar. The MC then introduces “Audrey’s Dance” and the floor clears, as she sinuously performs the dance that is meant to open the Eye of Shiva, the Supreme Being of the Vedic pantheon. According to Vedic tradition, if the Eye of Shiva, the sleeping God, is ever opened and Shiva becomes aware of this world and all the injustices perpetrated in it, he shall destroy it. Suddenly a jealous man bursts across the floor and begins a fight with his rival which threatens to encompass the entire bar. Audrey stops dancing and runs to Charlie, asking him to get her out of there. There is the sound of electricity and she suddenly finds she is in an all white room, with no makeup in a white gown looking into a mirror. The scene then switches back to the Roadhouse which is now calm as the band continues to play, but in reverse… Thus begins the end of Twin Peaks 2017 and the beginning of the events which will span the next two episodes. 

   “The Goddess of Death is as old as the Ancient of Days. Xaljō, the root word of Hell, is a feminine noun. But the days of this timeline may be naught but the product of an Aleister Crowley spell. It was a spell that was cast on the Sleeping Beauty of Germanic folklore. In sleep, a sharp external noise can bring on the most elaborate of dreams, each phantasmagorical scenario built on the last phantasmagorical scenario, all in the seconds before the dreamer awakes. Time means nothing in a dream. There is only here and now, and it’s all retroactive. What’s done today and tomorrow becomes yesterday. It’s been said before: this is the Morning of the Magicians.” –

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1– Lynch, David, and Mark Frost. Twin peaks Season 3, episode 12 (37:00-41:00). Showtime Networks, May 21, 2017.
2 – Ibid, Episode 5, 41:00 -45:00.
3 – Ibid, Episode 12, 35:00-37:00. 
4 – Ibid, Episode 13, 50:00-53:00. 
5 – Ibid, Episode 14, 11:00 -14:00.

Illustrations & quotes for educational purposes. © Jack Heart 2019


  1. I think Kerry Cassidy and crew used to have some sought of what they thought was derogatory name for me to that effect but I forget it, something to do with antichrist. I remember that part because that is the only part of it that is true. I’m not on nobodies’ side but I am antichrist; christianity is an even more vile poison than the old testament, wasn’t meant to be but that don’t change anything it is. I believe Mr. Duff just wrote a very good post shining a light on that. Most of these Zombies can’t even speak anymore but they can still say Jesus, what does that tell you? We have been given a bad rap with the rank and file Jews by their filthy child fucking rabbis just because we are here to tell the truth and rabbis hate the truth more than even the catholic church, read our Black Sun Rising series and you will find out Jews were instrumental in founding National Socialism, killed and died for it. Or better yet read our next post tomorrow…

  2. check out:

    DL is into TM , many jews in Hollywood like Jerry Seinfeld, Howard Stern etc. are practicing TM. Seinfeld is openly zionist. When Rupert Murdoch, CEO of the liefactory of RotSchild started TM not that long ago the TM press service was jubilant about it.

    Btw Rotschild and Murdoch are digging oil in the Syrian Golan Heights. everyone knows zionide puppit WH resident Donald T.´s role in the GH.

  3. My spooks are on the front lines

    The attacks are relentless

    Enemy has superior fire power

    Family sticks together

    A poem for the troops

    "Truth is a domestic enemy

    One of our finest American spies said this

    When America believes our lies

    Then you will know

    Our greatest of programs successful

    Said this I am truth

    The way

    And life everlasting

    Gospel I see

    War is home

    Course the Jews tell the best stories

    Paul said this

    Grafted in"

    I never wrote this as it's invisible ink

    The internet you see


  4. I do love our dearest spooks as I have your attention its like any relationship that you swear an oath to like marriage one says till death do us part as you swore to protect that Constitution against enemies both foreign and domestic as America has both and we are overrun…

    Well, how does one love his dear wife? Why love is demonstrated of course as how? why he does right by her and as Paul pontificated about his Church and one puts that dear wife first and how? Love is demonstrated. Simple as that.

    Why some of you need to go back to Church and learn how to demonstrate love as you let your country get run amok like it now is?

    It's my humble opinion that there are many in our dear Federal family that will step up and fix this shit mess…

    Just the way I see things…

    I have great hope for America and her future.

    Sleeper awake!


  5. These are the top trumpet people on this forum as they used to be called the trumpet guild of course my father was a early founding member.

    They are discussing GaGa and the trumpet and mute on her arm and rest assured the horn section of Bennetts band reads here.

    It's based on a painting Bennet did of Miles's trumpet and mute and GaGa's tattoo is based on his art!


  6. It's funny you should say that Jack!

    GaGa is the finest female artist of a generation and yes in her early career they pimped her out as Madona 2.0 but even that showed her great talent!

    Well, I watched a video of Tony Bennet doing duets with various celebrities about 7 or 8 years ago and there was GaGa with Tony in front of a large big band doing standards with Tony.

    Blew me away Jack and of course that launched her to the top of the music game.

    She had green hair yet tony coached her and helped her cause he's a class act! Notice the tattoo on GaGa's arm of the horn.

    It's Miles Davis's horn Jack so GaGa is AOK IMO!


  7. Orange,

    Mr Duff posted that way before any comments I could make as that dear man tells the truth about who runs America!

    I had a set of experiences working for an old school agency and the question most asked?

    How could you put such people in charge?

    For many in the Federal family it is simply a matter of survival to simply come to work one more day for such people.

    I survived as my only claim of knowing anything at all about anything. That's the truth!


  8. Wow, and I always thought Lady Gaga was Madonna 2.0, Madonna wishes, that girls got some props. We are far from the shallow now, a long time ago she asked me to drag her into the deep water, well now I have…

  9. Like the man said “there’s a slow train coming,” You might want to check the Sundown video, particularly the beautiful woman in it, take a good look and pay attention to the lyrics. Remember what Miguel Serrano said, this man was no joke. The people that think he was are the joke; he single handedly closed the Antarctic down to the world’s militaries and economic exploitation. Read our Return of the White Queen piece. I’d also like to point out that Audrey Horne’s initials are A. H…

  10. "Contrary to the empty prattling of the empires academic sycophants, Adolph Hitler walked away from WW II, as did the entire echelon of the top brass for the SS." I've always wondered why they went away….i assume the Bell took them to another place and time.

  11. Rarely is the comment more important than the post especially one of our posts but these last two were. All I can say is I am in awe and that don’t happen often…

  12. To our dear Federal contractors, we have allowed you to become out of control as you need to be reigned in.

    Every thing is made to be a national security issue as this covers your wrong doing as the tale is waging the dog.

    Time for that Federal master to reign in uncle sams rabid dogs.

    Said with love of course as where did you get those skills? Why the Federal family recruited and trained you at great expense as I don't shame you since Lynch does it for me.


  13. From Dylan called slow train coming:

    "Sometimes I feel so low-down and disgusted
    Can't help but wonder what's happenin' to my companions
    Are they lost or are they found?
    Have they counted the cost it'll take to bring down?
    All their earthly principles they're gonna have to abandon
    And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend

    I had a woman down in Alabama
    She was a backwoods girl, but she sure was realistic
    She said, "Boy, without a doubt
    Have to quit your mess and straighten out
    You could die down here, be just another accident statistic"
    And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend

    All that foreign oil controlling American soil
    Look around you, it's just bound to make you embarrassed
    Sheiks walkin' around like kings, wearing fancy jewels and nose rings
    Deciding America's future from Amsterdam and to Paris
    And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend

    Man's ego is inflated, his laws are outdated, they don't apply no more
    You can't rely no more to be standin' around waitin'
    In the home of the brave, Jefferson turnin' over in his grave
    Fools glorifying themselves, trying to manipulate Satan
    And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend

    Big-time negotiators, false healers and woman haters
    Masters of the bluff and masters of the proposition
    But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency
    All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
    And there's a slow, there's a slow train comin' up around the bend

    People starving and thirsting, grain elevators are bursting
    Oh, you know it costs more to store the food than it do to give it
    They say, "Lose your inhibitions, follow your own ambitions"
    They talk about a life of brotherly love
    Show me someone who knows how to live it
    There's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend

    Well, my baby went to Illinois
    With some bad-talkin' boy she could destroy
    A real suicide case, but there was nothin' I could do to stop it
    I don't care about economy, I don't care about astronomy
    But it sure does bother me to see my loved ones turnin' into puppets
    And there's a slow, slow train comin' up around the bend"

    Jack says the spooks read Jack Heart and since I have your attention as I must remind you of that oath and the price many times many in American history have paid to do right.

    Is not Dylan a joo as many upon VT love to blame?

    Course Lynch openly mocks you for your oath breaking as our jack says loyalty and ones oath and breaking that the only mortal sin.

    To my fellow federal family members if it is in your power do right and live in peace if you can.

    Gospel I see.


  14. In the Summer of 1973, when I was 19 years old, it was the time I began reading about spiritual or mystical information. One book I was introduced to was the URANTIA book. This is a book that will consume you if you let it. What I am saying is that there was as much confusion in my head as there was with the input of new and strange information. So one day, I thought to myself, why not try this new meditation technique I paid for. So I began to inquire with genuine appealing with the affirmation that I want to experience what is understood to a very great state of being of awareness known as Christ Consciousness, Cosmic Consciousness…. as I performing this petition that was backed up by a genuine willingness fully intended to achieve it, a sound began inside my head. I just remained persistent in my petition even though this sound was stating to increase in volume and amplitude. Then within a manner of seconds this inner sound became an intense roar. Now, everything changed, instead of having some enjoyable mystic experience, I was slowly being extracted out of my body, and I became severely frightened and I actually started begging for IT to stop, because the perception of actual death was occupying the intensity of the moment .Gradually the volume and roar began toning down and stopped. The sound of a roaring waterfall, the roaring rocket to the moon. Was it a round trip ticket or just one way? It's like the little kid, knocking on the big door of the haunted house house, and the door begins to open, the scared little kid runs away. But is it funny or not, that the power of your own Spirit, can scare the holy crap out of you?
    Four years later, it was my full intention of trying it again, this time I wanted to repeat that event and not be so afraid. I went to a place of outstanding beauty, way back in the mountains in Big Basin Redwoods State Park. At that time I figured 2 things could happen: 1, a complete psychotic break or, 2, something different with a completed outcome. Something different and PERMANENT did happen.
    Now comes the hard part

  15. Jack Rabbit Slims, Jack Rabbits Palace, Jack Heart, it’s all the same thing nine. It boils down to something Genghis Khan is reputed to have told his enemies before he laid waste to them and everything they ever loved and cherished; “you must be very evil because I am the wrath of God,” or like Tarantino we can just go with Ezekiel 25: 17 “And I will execute great vengeance upon them with furious rebukes; and they shall know that I am the LORD, when I shall lay my vengeance upon them.” Makes no difference to me, it all turns out the same in the end. Sundown has been my very favorite song since I was old enough to talk, still is. Pay very careful attention to the beautiful ladies in the video, I will tell you that the numbers on the seats were changed after my first viewing, I think our more astute readers can guess what they were…

  16. As I we have already said in Peter Pan Meets Pyramid Head part II; the Matrix is just another Hollywood rip off of the Montauk Projects regardless of what Grant Morrison wishes was true including “big bangs,” “dinosaurs,” “Shakespeare,” and amorphous “silver blobs.” This is my point exactly about hallucigentic drugs. Did you know any shaman worth his metaphysical salt can ingest a hundred times the normal dose of LSD and not experience a hallucination; this I can attest too from personnel experience. Stay on the board Zen if you fall off this wave will rend your consciousness to pieces as surely as any Einsteinean singularity…

  17. “Its seven o’clock do you know where your freedom is? Coming to you live and electrified from Studio A, high atop the escarpments on Whitetail Peak, the roof, ruff ruff, of the American Hindu Kush this is Dr. Amp doing the vamp for liberty, climbing the ramp to justice and lighting the lamp of freedom. So, what’s on your mind tonight? You know I’m going to tell you what’s on mine. We’re sinking down into the mud. And the fucks are at it again! The same vast, global corporate conspiracy, different day!

    You can’t see it without a cosmic flashlight. Guess what? I’ve got one. Oh yeah. And its beam, it penetrates the igneous rock of ignorance. It flips that rock over and there they are, exposed. Wriggling, squirming, crawling on their bellies, like foul maggots. Frantically racing back to the cover of darkness that they so crave! We’re coming for you. Yeah, we’re coming for you!

    Let’s just see what their cooking up today. Know the ingredients. Read what’s on the box, in fact read between the lines. What’s lurking in that toaster waffle, those muffins, that frozen children’s treat? Poison! Deadly poison! That’s what’s there. And what’s waiting for you? Cancer! Leukemia! Autoimmune disorders! Pulmonary embolisms! Warts! Psoriasis, eczema! Cardiac arrest! Where are the cops when we need them? Anorexia, body-image bullshit, microbial toxins, bacterial toxins, environmental toxins! Our air, our water, our earth, the very soil itself! Our food! Our bodies poisoned! Poisoned!” -Dr Amp

    A little music maestro!

  18. He's the guy that created the matrix films basically, they ripped off his comic. He only mentions drugs once in that when he claims he was visited by aliens he was high. He's into Crowley. Apparently there are parallels between Grant Morrison's Invisibles and Twin Peaks:

    "I was taken out of my body, peeled off the surface of the four-dimensional universe of space-time, and taken somewhere else. I found myself in a huge, azure blue vault that felt infinite and enclosed at the same time, like a vaulted cathedral inhabited by morphing quicksilver blobs of intelligence. Somehow I was one of them, or at least I was part of a gestalt of minds that represented “one” of them. It was explained to me that I was in a higher mathematical space, where conventional time and space were simply directions, like up and down are in 4-D. From this vantage point, I could see from the Big Bang to the end of the universe, and it was all happening at the same instant. Shakespeare was working next to the dinosaurs, separated only by a fold or wrinkle in the surface of space-time. Cosmologists might call what I witnessed “the bulk,” which is conceptualized as a kind of higher-dimensional medium where universes like our own inflate and grow. Only in time do things grow, so they had to “make” time, that is, they had to build universes, like window boxes or incubators, where they could grow their young to maturity before setting them free from the box of time into timeless existence."

  19. I didn’t Zen. In all honesty there is a time and place for everything, twenty years ago an occasional hallucinogenic trip might have served the traveler well. But right now, in this time and place the idea is to stay as sharp as possible, the time line itself is breaking up, intersecting with other timelines, that is the reason for the Mandela Effect, you’re riding a tidal wave man, fall off and you are finished. Follow Joe Jackson’s advice my friend I want to see you on the other side

  20. Drugs are for chumps and suckers– sorry man, we're too quick on our toes to get caught up with you ho's– push your Tim Ferris, CIA 'psychedelic narrative' bullshit somewhere else


  21. Wasn’t us who put the kibosh on it Tara, I think she had family problems that she never spoke about. But we will be looking forward to your insights, and remember I am nobody’s enemy except one Swedish Meatball…

  22. I'd better learn to recognize the enemy. I'm not new to the study of hidden forces, but compared to you, I'm a home-schooled toddler, I am not very savvy to the internet spooks. I actually found you on Sage of Quay. I don't comment when I feel out of my depth. I would only dare comment if I have anything valid to add to the breadth of your wisdom. Otherwise, I think it's worth showing appreciation to anyone who puts this much effort and craft into driving us off-road, out of the smoothly paved bulls*!t. And nothing says appreciation more than patronage – soon to come. I'm a Long Islander too. I did see my namesake's comments and I concur, she was insightful but the tangents were wild and boggling. It was a thicket. Distractions come in many forms, including what were probably the best of intentions. I, for one, was relieved that you guys put the kibosh on that. Thanks for the guidance.

  23. 414,119,965 views wow Orage that’s almost as many as our Whatever It Takes video, the boys in the back room shall have to add more. Yes Streaky Pants that Janelle Monae video really nails it! I love Mr. Duff as the vampire tech dealer, and Christopher as the Black head of security, to die for. He must really love that. Comical right, to bad our itinerant Yankee announcer had no sense of humor, he really didn’t belong here and Jesuits did us a big favor by showing him the door. I was probably a little harsh with my wording in my comment to Tara, but I am an excitable boy after all. You should have heard me when they resurrected my cat, bubbling like a little girl to Orage and my daughter. Imagine if your garden variety pseudo intellectual had ever witnessed something like that? I would think he would very quickly abandon the alters of Schlomo’s science, and trade in his PhD for a place just to stand in his respective church. Besides the Jesuits have gotten a really bum rap amongst the internet agglutinations, they are the only ones who at least tried to stand. We have already done Jean Hardouin and we shall be doing Athanasius Kircher. No one, particularly your standard internet ignoramus, has the right to assume them guilty by association with the lying Benedictines and the murdering Dominicans. Remember what Felix Unger said about assuming…

    And Google, I've given up trying to figure them out…

  24. Greetings to the peanut gallery and Stan.

    And in my mind, in my head
    This is where we all came from
    The dreams we have, the love we share
    This is what we're waiting for
    And in my mind, in my head
    This is where we all came from
    The dreams we have, the love we share
    This is what we're waiting for
    In my mind, in my head
    That is where
    We all from
    In my mind, in my head
    That is where
    We all from.

    414,119,965 views – Jap, sure

  25. Oh, man– famous writer, with a potty-mouth. That guy was a bona fide A-hole. Remember the picture of them in the gnostic fancy-dress? Too funny, by half.
    Anyhoos, infinitely more important is this: did anybody happen to watch the second season of Counterpart? Well, they pretty much told you everything that our Jack has written about before- let's just say the Janelle Monae track he posted a few years back was an artistic confirmation of sorts. Remember that one? What could it possibly have been about.
    Twin Peaks II also let rip, of course– and we don't mean a smelly one in Potty's general direction~ although that would always be in order.

    Jack, hats off to you as faawking usual– you wrote, we doubted–then we researched (and had our knuckles whacked for our trouble)– then we read some more, Fr. Ernetti, et al– got another whacking– the watched TP I, TP II, Counterpart, The Crossing, a lil' bit of Condor,,,you get the picture. I mean, shit! Counterpart's 'bridge' is even set in a secret bunker in Berlin!! What else do you need to know???

    p.s. for old times' sake: Many Moons– what else do ya needs ta know, baybee?

    I mean, we even have our Stan acting normal, above! So something must be happening, right?

    Tous le Jours!

    A., et al~

    p.s. Hey, what's wrong with having peanuts showered down on one's awwwwwwrrse every now and again!

    p.p.s Google have disabled comments on your blog– at least where we are at! hmmmmmmm, wonder why THAT is?????

  26. Yes Stan is definitely of the truly illuminated variety Tara; we used to have a regular commenter named Tara, also of the truly illuminated type. In spite of all the water underneath the bridge between us I really miss her; it was obvious from her comments, at least to me, that she had forgotten more than our Jesuit peanut gallery and anally retentive famous writer who was using a well known Yankee announcers name as a nom de plume, were ever gonna live to know. That’s what this comment section is for, same as the one on our Patreon page, those that know. I can’t speak for Orage but I have neither the time nor the predilection to waste precious Time and Words on those that don’t, they need to just shut and learn…

  27. Jack – I'm an avid follower of your posts. I feel they deserve greater commentary than I usually have time to provide while sneaking a read at work. Stan's comments are always so awesome! Poetic and precise. They leave me speechless – nothing can be added or subtracted. Stan, what's your blog man?
    Needless to say, I appreciate the breathtaking depth of your articles. I will definitely become a patron. I hope you remain ceaseless in your efforts to enlighten those of us who feel worthy to overcome our limitations –as so neatly quoted by Stan – that which limits is the limitation of the receiver.

  28. Jack Heart – We haven’t been posting on the blog for a reason, the reason being we are very serious writers, the most serious on the internet by far. That is certainly truer now than it ever was before with this world in its death throes, overrun by biological robots driven by bacteria and speeding like an out of control car head long into eternal damnation, magnetic plastic Jesus fixed firmly on the dashboard and the Devil himself laughing at the wheel. You don’t believe that we are the only ones left writing anything of any significance to you as a soul survivor? Well its backed up by the fact that we have an entourage of spooks following us around, some, those that are traitors to the human race, trying to make things as difficult as possible for us, leaving fake comments in our comment section, most like the one above splendid examples of a mind damaged beyond repair like the Deros of Richard Sharp Shaver who have played to long with technology they did not Understand. Others that can still write in complete sentences leave pseudo intellectual comments in places where they know I can’t answer them. Others still create distractions in the main stream media like Trump tweeting about fake news while his Masters burn this world down. Just check our page on Veterans Today for a an example of how they have been wiping our posts off the internet, many with over a hundred thousand reads, and without even the benefit of a Madison Avenue publicist. They’re gone thanks to them but so is everything you ever really loved thanks to them. There are others, boys and girls from deepest Blackest Holes of Spookdom. They are the authentic heroes of a human race largely already consumed by what David Lynch called the Black Fire and Alec Newall of Nexus Magazine the Black Goo. But there are other races here that fire cannot burn and if you are not already a bacterial agglutination, what H P Lovecraft dubbed a Shoggoth, a Thing, chances are you are of a different race. These heroes fight for all the races, they pick us up and dust us off every time we get knocked down and we fight because we don’t know how to do anything else. So we will resume posting on the internet, largely for them. They still think we can win this. The above piece is from our Patreon site. It was meant only for a paying audience but as the Djinn have told me so pragmatically “shit happens,” and things change…

  29. Good to see you are still out there Stan, won’t be long now, look to the san Francisco Mountains…
    “Every people has the prophets it deserves; the credulous cowardly ice-cream-soda idealist is best left with the illiterate illuminati, rascally Rosicrucians, magpie mediums, parrot psychics, and cockroach clairvoyants with whom they feel at home. One cannot initiate imbeciles.” – Aleister Crowley

  30. Play it one more time, Player.
    Okay Stanley

    "The sand of the desert is preservative– on its bosom it rears a race of mankind. There you will find much in Masonry and Rosicrucianism. Conceptions mystical–actions in accord; and to the ones who seek is given all that can be imparted; for remember, that which limits is the limitation of the receiver.
    Where so-called civilization abounds, there also grows the effete–the noxious, giving off its odor of Death and Strife and Blackness, under the guise of Beauty and Love and Honor. This class, all too often, dominates and controls both Masonry and other groups. Then comes that period of suspension in which the noxious dies, then springs forth the Better and Purer and Holier to rule again in a beneficent manner. Such, O reader, is a conception of Masonry and of that order is the writer. This short essay is not for the many outside of Masonry and Rosicrucianism, but for members alone, and whatever your beliefs–whatever your faiths–whatever your thoughts, remember that what is given is taken from a source far higher that physically recorded.
    We rise and salute the Coming–we bow in Reverence to the Past–Present–Future as one– recognize them in their fullness–give to them their due.
    May the Rose and the Cross crown you in Death–may its Light and Glory be yours in Eternity, and when it is done, Eternity is yours through Understanding."

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