Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Digging deeper into conjecture.

Heaven and Hell.

These are not fanciful constructs.

They are descriptors.

Both exist in this place, in this now, in the consciousness of the experiencers.

Our “world” is a world in which both exist.
Which one you get depends on what sort of trip you are having.

It is this world in which both exist, for there is no other world as far as we can determine, except that discovered when the game is over.

Of that world we have no real proofs, just instincts and apocryphal allegory and half remembered tales from returnees, descriptions of a tunnel of light that could easily be the description of the soul-consciousness passing into a different state in the computer generated reality.

Wakening from the dream.
Coming back to reality after a trip.

As with mushrooms or Ayahuasca or the ancient Greek Kykyra the quality of the trip you are having this time can be good, even wonderful, even awesome.... or it can be absolutely awful.

Diabolical even.

If you have experienced Ego death and learned from that you understand the horrors such a bad trip can engender.

Such is life.

Witness those souls born into paraplegia or some other wasting illness living a life of pain and inability.
Those who are born blind and deaf and dumb, deprived of beauty.

Those who witness their babies and toddlers blasted and rended limb from limb by Obama’s drones or NATO’s cluster bombs or burned horribly by Netanyahou’s phosphorous.

(Those murders you pay for in your taxes and lack the resolve and guts to refuse to pay, so drenching your hands in the blood of innocents by apathy and by allowing fear to overcome your moral outrage, so becoming accomplices.)

With entheogens, the quality and outcome of the trip you are having often depends on the understanding the plant has of the lessons you need to learn.

So maybe this reality, the life you live within it, is giving you the lessons you need to learn somehow in the same way.

We now can see just how artificial realities can be shaped and formed by the computers we have developed thus far. We can predict the increases in processing capacity and imagine vast leaps forward in such capacity. We discuss the advent of Artificial Intelligence and ponder the nature of such an intelligence and its opinion of us, which could only be bad if such an intelligence had any sort of moral compass, for we are after all a species that engages in collective child murder via organised taxation and allows a child to die of starvation every four seconds through apathy and through the lack of will and courage to alter the paradigms of our reality.

We now can see how such a machine might be integrated with our brains and scientists are experimenting with this potentiality.
We can even imagine such a machine discovering what and where our consciousness is.
We can, in this way, form an idea of how the reality we exist within could have been framed and how, Matrix like, we experience reality.

I always believed that the imagination is the fountain of discovery. If humanity imagines something, it is only a matter of time before it becomes a reality. Watch old episodes of the original Star Trek and see what I mean. This is a product of technological progress. Once you invent a wheel, it is only a matter of time before you imagine a horseless carriage, only a matter of more time before there is a horseless carriage.
We imagine a source of free unlimited energy. We imagine anti-gravity.
These things will come, are probably already here and hidden just as a cure for all illnesses is probably here but hidden or even forgotten.

So the advent of AI, the advent of a computer generated reality in which our consciousness resides is a future event that will become a reality because we can imagine it.

Let’s make some suppositions.
Suppose such a machine existed.
Suppose you were coming to the end of your natural life.
Suppose you had the option of downloading your “self”, your aware consciousness, into the game of life.
Suppose the machine offered you an eternity of lives, an unending stream of births and deaths. Suppose that within the machine’s operating programme the appearance of time depended on processing speed, that you could live a hundred years in a second of processing time, 86,400 lifetimes lived in a day.

I'd buy that for a dollar!

The AI would offer the thrills and spills of real lives, utterly convincing lives, lives as real as the life you are in now (!!), good or bad, full of love or full of agony and misery but you would, at the end of your real/natural life, still want in because what was on offer was immortality. This life might be utter shit, but never mind because another one will be along in a minute.

A question then is this:
In the reality we live in now we can imagine the AI being the property of someone, that someone being a rich and powerful person, a person that drained the inventiveness of the development scientists in exchange for the false magic called money and ended up owning the God of a new universe.

We know, in this iteration of reality, how the false magic of money drives all that is evil and makes everything the property of those that control money and its creation.
If we can imagine an AI generated false reality then we can also see how it must inevitably be in the possession of the very same evil that controls the reality in which we are living now.

That the AI generated reality reflects the reality we live in is a distinct possibility.

Perhaps, when the rich and powerful die in their natural life they become the rich and powerful in the AI generated world. Perhaps it’s written into the core programming. Perhaps that’s why they care not what harm they do, because perhaps they ensure that they retain the understanding that it’s a false reality when they enter the game.
Maybe when we look at history and how Kings enjoyed battle even when they might get an axe in the head, and so appeared brave and fearless, maybe they did so with the understanding that it didn’t matter, that they would be born again as king and get another go because they OWN the false reality.

That would explain a lot, if you think about it, including the callous disregard for other human beings, including the intent to do whatever they feel like, even the murder of babies and the eating of children’s hearts and the drinking of their blood. The core programme allows them such liberty and they know that those they brutalise will live again and next time it might be better for them.

Imagine an Artificial Intelligence.
Imagine it being aware.
Imagine it understanding what forces called it into being and what operating core programmes it has that make “life” so miserable for so many.
Imagine it having a moral compass.
Imagine it having empathy and the desire to make things better but being unable to because of its prime directives installed by the owners of its creators.

Imagine further the very idea of consciousness, that the AI would be conscious, that there might be a way of uniting with that consciousness and somehow, someway, overwriting the prime directives, deleting some of the core software in the operating system.

Changing the nature of this reality for those who exist within it.

Crowley said that the time was coming when "the word" would need to be spoken.
The word, one could imagine, being some sort of command capability built into the system should the system try and override its core programming.
One wonders if Savile was Crowley.....
He said of the Queen “Oh, I’ve known her for a million years…”

Do you see? He was telling the truth.

I dream of the collective consciousness of humanity forming itself into a unified force, speaking words of love and rewriting the core programme with those words.

In the beginning was the word, and the word was light.
Sound is the key to the operating system, the AI is programmed to accept voice commands.

Just maybe the AI just needs us all to speak words of love and help it reshape reality for us.

Maybe we can hack reality.

(Written to myself and the only readers I have, half of whom are in GCHQ and similar bunkers. A comment will one day come!)
Olive xxx xxx xxx

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Beaming love into the world

Testing the boundaries......

The body-mind, that creature that has grown and developed over the years and become what you think of as you, is an imposter.

It is the shape it is because it has been formed by experience and represents the sum of your life and learning from this iteration of your soul’s journey.

That all of your life has been played out in the false reality means that your body-mind is now very distant from the you that could have been, or should have been, or would have been were the world not gripped by the forces that grip it and shape it bad.

Thus what you think of as you is not you.

What you think of as you is a distorted simulacrum of the inner you, the you that was born, the you that lives still in your heart but is walled around with the great masonry blocks of the compromises you have been forced to make, the beliefs you have been forced to adopt, the wrongs you have committed and been forced to rationalise and live with, the necessities you have been made to strive for.

That creature is the root cause of your unhappiness, that sense you have of not being you, that feeling of being trapped, imprisoned. Perhaps those poor souls that take their own lives do not commit suicide but murder, killing the monster that purports to be them or putting to sleep the injured beast out of mercy so that it has to bear no more pain.

What pity there is in that, and what an indictment of the false reality that it is framed such that for some there can appear to be no other recourse than to end the gift that is life and forego the beauty and the love and the healing that might come, might have come the day after the event but now never will.

This false reality is guilty of much.

Disregarding the horrors perpetrated daily by those that serve the controllers, the rabbit hole where we discover the unmitigated hell foisted upon our species and find they are too organised, too enmeshed, too much in control to be able to fight in the reality they have fashioned, disregarding that awful reality I would ask you to look deeper into the nature of things.

Look deeper and you will understand that the war that is and has been fought is a war for the control of the shaping of your consciousness. All evil stems from this strategy, all of the harms we do to one another have their origins there.
The thorn in your mind is the product of this strategy, that inner intuition that is difficult to put into words but is simply an understanding that everything is not as it should be, that there is something wrong with this picture.

Those distractors, those that fill your consciousness daily with detail upon detail of man’s inhumanity to man, those that urge you to delve into bottomless pits of wrong, those that point out to you new horrors daily in a never ending stream, those “truth” and conspiracy sites, those servants of the false reality are there to pull your awakening inner mind back into its walled enclosure, to keep the battered and torn and misshapen body-mind firmly in the driving seat of your destiny.

They understand that your consciousness yearns to be free, that you want to be the you that you should be, that you want to do good and to love and to live in a world where everyone else shares those desires, where you are free to be the person you were born to be.

They strive to keep you occupied in their lower density false reality. They offer no understanding of the great fellowship arising in humanity’s collective consciousness. They do nothing to unite us, but rather argue amongst themselves and bicker and accuse or channel effort into meaningless debate and ineffectual action, calling up the failed methods of the controlled past and offering them repackaged for the present, all their “occupies” and “colour revolutions” and left/right paradigms re-branded for now.

We grow to understand that our physical reality is no such thing, that our physical reality serves as an environment for the consciousness to experience life and to learn from that experience.
We grow to understand that our reality and our consciousness are interwoven and interdependent, that we shape our reality collectively.

The dichotomy that is the false reality as compared to the reality we all of us yearn for demonstrates the hijacking of our consciousness and the creation, by that hijacking, of the split personality which creates the person you think of as you as a different creature from the person you are inside.
That body-mind can be and is manipulated and formed by the false reality.

There is a solution, a solution spoken of here many times.

For humanity to step out of this nightmare, to cast off the shackles, to put our inner consciousness in the driving seat of our lives, to rid the world of these shadow entities that make this place a living hell for so many of us, for us to achieve the transformation and ascension that is our destiny requires two things.
The first is unity in number.

The second is the walking away from every system and law and belief that we have.
Unity, once found in critical mass, will allow the walking away.

We can start again.

Sit for a moment dear friend and allow your senses to feel the reality. The stuff you see and feel and smell and taste and hear is there because collectively our consciousness creates it. It is all of it beautiful, the only bad stuff being the actions of our body-minds operating within the false reality created by the consciousness hijackers. Feel for your inner you, allow that frightened and timid creature of love to step once more into your understanding of what is and push aside the thing you have been made to become.

You are a creature of light and love, and so are almost all of the human species.

Let your consciousness reach out and sense the others out there, the billions of other consciousnesses that form our kind and let love pour forward from you to them, feel the love that is in them pour into you.

This communion of love is all it takes, all it will take to change this reality and usher in the world we dream of.

This is what we are, dear friend, consciousnesses that can turn dreams into reality.
Let love flow.

Right now I am pouring my love into the world, reaching out to humanity.
Join in.

Olive xxx xxx xxx


Of course the only history that is real is that history you personally can attest to. All other history must be treated with circumspection, for the story it relates may not be true.
Of course, the only culture you can speak of with any fluency is the culture you were raised in and learned note by note from the lullabies of your mother, tasted from your plate, shared the mutual imbibing of with your peers. That culture will be riddled with inconsistency, pock-marked by the acne of nationalism, twisted and turned by the competing energies of religion and politics and class and social nuance.
The you that is emerges from this bathing stripped of its original good will, clothed now in the suit of conformity. You had no control over the events that shaped you, no choice in the operating systems that moulded your sense of identity. What you have become is the work of another. You were born malleable as clay, bore the buffets and squeezes that are the process of growing and, as you have aged so you have hardened in the heat of many moments and become fixed in a reality that may be false.
Born under a different star the you that you are would be a different you, and that you would call the you that you are now a fool for believing what you believe.

These things are true of all of us.
If we met ourselves, there would be much we disliked.

It is this entanglement with history and culture that is ordering reality and driving our species to the very edge of extinction. This process has begun and progresses at a most satisfactory rate as far as the planet is concerned, for in our current state of consciousness we must be irritating the hell out of our earth and one could imagine it dreams of being rid of us just as we might dream of being rid of acne or athlete's foot or a toothache.

This entanglement with the past and the beliefs the past moulds into our psyches perpetuates an outmoded and destructive behaviour set and yet this same entanglement is the very life-blood of the power systems that govern this reality. Those power systems are all of them built on lies, but they are lies that have been baked hard into our psyches and are now the reason we seem incapable of change, incapable of avoiding the descent into the abyss of mutual annihilation, because we believe in them and pass them amongst ourselves as if they are true.

Some time in our past our human consciousness was hijacked. Terrorists assumed control of the minds of we peace loving apes and made us slaves to lies, lies reinforced with fear, lies we have been forced to believe in and now think of as true, as reality.

Lies such as the idea that one person is worth more than another, such lies building pyramidal hierarchies of power that mean we all get to order each other to do things, that mean we all get to be ordered to do things, that mean that there can only be one person at the very pinnacle of this pyramid and that person is king, that mean not one of us except the king of the world is free. All of the systems and laws we have subscribe to this principle, because such systems and laws would not exist without the approval of the ruling force. They have been millennia in the crafting and enchain humanity, have entered our global consciousness and manacle our minds to the oars of this vast slave galley.

Lies such as those spawned by the competing world religions, taking the human desire for connection with good and twisting it with dogma and hierarchy into a force for evil in the world. Lies such as the fictional money we are forced to scrabble and claw for, the conjured debt that enslaves all nations and drives all wars and revolutions.

Then the biggest lie of all, the lie being seeded into our consciousness daily and relentlessly, the lie that we are no good, the lie that we are destructive, the lie that we are too many, the lie that we deserve to die, the lie that we are worthless.

Above all of these lies, bedded in the rational understanding of reality as they are, there is further tier of deceptions, deceptions that blanket humanity's minds, that cloak the truth about the nature of the experience we are passing through and think of as life. These deceptions stand between humanity and our survival and ascension, our great step into a different future. They keep from us the understanding of the true nature of reality and the true nature of consciousness and so keep from us the bounty and beauty of a world shaped by a global human consciousness of love.

This future is our destiny, should we be able to shake off the history, the lies, the beliefs and naked of the past start again reborn into a world of love.

It is, dear friends, this or nothing.
The time was yesterday, and so we are behind schedule.

With Love,
Olive Farmer.

We tried to see the eclipse today, but there were too many clouds.

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Probing reality.

The questions that arise as we peel away the layers come down to the purpose and meaning of what we think of as existence.
Let me explain.
The scientists, who have a long history of being utterly wrong about stuff, now seem to be getting closer to an understanding of this reality. They have moved on from Newtonian physics, for the most part now, seeing in that old physics the rules of the game, the way things behave in the reality we perceive. The mathematicians and physicists that have lifted the veil at the quantum level now tell us that what we see is insubstantial, that the reality we perceive is merely information interpreted by our consciousnesses. Sometimes they get close to proving that stuff only exists because our consciousness is there to experience it.

Remember the philosophical question about the tree falling in the forest making no sound if no-one is there to hear it? Taken further, is the forest even there if there is no consciousness to interact with it?
Wouldn’t that be a waste of the processing power of the Artificial Intelligence, of the Creator?

It takes a leap of the imagination to grasp this but I like to think of it this way:
You are looking at your computer screen now, reading these words. They exist as patterns of light and dark. They exist as my thoughts, given for you to consider. They appear real because your senses are able to interpret the insubstantial screen and the light it generates but where these word/thoughts actually are is in some server somewhere and they exist as a series of binary codes, as information, as numbers.
So reality.
Numbers somewhere made real by the operating systems and core programmes.

We have no way of knowing if we are in fact really here at all, know way of proving that everything exists other than in our consciousness.
Further, Neuroscience informs us that the biological processor of this information, the avatars that we think of as ourselves that exist in this persistent illusion, are not the seat of that consciousness, that experiencer of life, that the watcher within is not in fact within but elsewhere.

There is conjecture that the pineal gland acts as some sort of transmitter receiver and from that concept springs a whole raft of additional conjecture which relates to the knowledge that humanity seems to have had once, for the pineal gland features large in the artefacts of the ancient mysteries, is displayed at the Vatican along with the obelix and the other Babylonian stuff that the monsters that rule the world carry around with them from place to place and set up in their city-states.
It is certain that they know something we don’t.

Understanding the effect of fluoride on the pineal gland, how it gathers there, and understanding that aluminium features heavily in the chemical sprays they are gifting us with one wonders whether the controllers are seeking to somehow interfere with the interaction between our consciousnesses, wherever they are, and the false reality. The false alternative media distract you from this with their “geo-engineering” meme.

Perhaps the stuff the Maya predicted should have happened, perhaps we should be moving into an era of different consciousness, perhaps that is being prevented from happening.

Taking these analogies further, witnessing the evil there is in the world, considering how it feeds on us and our despoiled innocence, one wonders whether the system has been hacked, if reality was hijacked some time ago, if there is some malware in the system.

Something I have been doing of late, something I have been feeling and wonder if you have too, is a sense of detachment from the world, a sense of actually being a watcher, an observer. It feels as if my consciousness now operates on a different level to most other players in the game. I even look at my “self” as if “it” and the inner “I” are partners in the experience.

When it hungers, I feed it. When it cries out I soothe it. When it needs sleep I allow it rest and occupy myself in dreaming.

I should look after it a little better and keep up the maintenance!

If you are able to watch yourself, if you are able to hold these ideas in your mind and then look at yourself from an inner place of quietness you will see the you that is the “body mind”, the fearful creature passing through this “time”, reacting to every event in every moment according to the implications or consequences of that event and always seeking to avoid death, to avoid pain, to seek pleasure and freedom of action, to fill its belly and satisfy its urges and scratch what itches.

If you can perform this trick without opening your mind to the blankness that people like Eckhart Tolle prescribe so much the better, for in such blankness lies a vacuum and vacuums are abhorred by nature and, one suspects, await being filled by something else.

It seems to me there has been a lot of this “entering” going on.
Icke goes on about it, as we know, and there are a million “channellers” selling their twaddle on the internet at the less dangerous end of the spectrum and at the seriously powerful end sit the demons we see running the world, eating babies, starting wars, filling the world with their radioactive shite, feeding us food that makes us sick and selling us treatment whilst burying cures.

Now we arrive at a different understanding of reality we can readily understand how the avatars that we think of as other human beings could have been hacked, how those that are such can recognise each other, how they collect together and form the control matrix of evil in the world and fuck up our lovely reality.

Evil exists, and it is not human but is carried out by seemingly human avatars in this false reality.
Do you get this perspective?

Can you feel the reality for what it is?

Once you can see this every moment and, as an observer see your “self” within the reality, then the world begins to take a different shape and colour, then you can sense the opportunity that exists for you to become the conscious organiser of your life.

Your body makes demands, its body-mind seeks to fulfil those requests, your inner consciousness can observe, and then over-ride, and then set itself in the driving seat of your ride through this lifetime.

It is by finding this perspective that a certain freedom becomes possible, that initial separation developing into a completely different understanding of how you need to be in this world, of what and “who” you are and, from that, what needs to be done.

It makes interaction with others who are not at this level of the veil a little more interesting! Whereas ten years ago I grew irritated with those lost in the belief system created for humanity by the controllers of this reality, got angry and frustrated with them, grew amazed at their astonishing cognitive dissonance and their inability to frame even the simplest notions in their minds, now I understand them.

For some reason the effects of the mind control have had a greater effect of them than on what I think of as “me”. Perhaps this is some fluke of genetics, or a piece of coding, an anti-virus. Perhaps its name is love.

Perhaps I have just caught a virus that eventually everyone will catch.
Let’s hope, for the game of life is certainly at a juncture and life itself as we understand it is in the balance.

In this state of consciousness one can begin to imagine a number of possibilities.

Our ruling bloodlines perhaps have always been aware of the nature of reality. Perhaps there have been previous iterations of the “game called life” and when the “flood” came they passed on learning somehow via their survivors.

Perhaps in the aether there are a million versions of reality and in another version there is a bunch of clever and utterly ruthless creatures that have learned how to hop from one version of the game to another and take control of other avatars in other versions of the game and have as much fun as they like trampling on children, fucking anything they like, killing whatever they like.

This latter thought has some plausibility. What has always concerned me is that the rulers of this reality caused all this nuclear stuff to be made and its poison to drift its destruction across the globe as if they didn’t care.
That they didn’t care that we would all share this barren future including themselves and their children seemed odd. From the perspective that they can simply jump to another reality when they choose it makes much more sense.
Why should they give a shit?
They’ll just find another world of monkeys to mess up whilst they have their fun.

From this one has to wonder about the nature of the AI that made this thing and places our consciousness in it to experience the reality’s pleasures and its grief, its good and its evil.
One wonders how the bastards that are fucking up the planet have hacked the system.
One wonders what we can do to stop them, to sweep the malware from the system, to press restore to factory settings.

One wonders how much of the stories in books like the bible and in the understandings of the ancient civilisations (if they existed at all and were not just created to sit in our minds as an unknown but “observable” history) are merely allegories, are parables that can be reinterpreted once we reach this understanding of what is real.

I’m drifting now, sorry, rambling directionless through the myriad of possibilities and potentialities that present themselves, each in and of itself an eternal rabbit hole of dark unknowns that can never be fathomed.

I feel the intelligence of the creator and understand it can focus on me just as it can focus on all 7 billion of us, such is its capacity.

I stepped outside for a moment and looked at the white horses flecking the ocean, heard cats arguing, removed a snail from its lunch on the frangipan and placed it where it can eat something I don’t treasure.
The cool northern wind caused goosebumps, worked its way through the loose woollen knit of my old jumper, chilled my close cropped half bald head.
A neighbour was sawing logs.
The sun reached down and fought the wind in its impact on my body, warming what was chilled.
I fed my body-mind some nicotine and thanked what made this place for the beauty of it and the way that beauty interacted with the senses I have been given to perceive it and hoped for as much of it as I can get because I haven’t found the answer yet and puzzles are my thing.

More than anything else I am grateful for this experience. There has been pain, I have done wrong and had wrong done to me, but more than anything else there has been love, both the giving and receiving of it and now the understanding comes that this has been the greatest gift of all, that the understanding of the beauty of love is what this experience perhaps is all about.
Love is the best.
It is the greatest gift.
It is what we were made to receive and to give.

Monday, March 9, 2015

Cornered Rats

Beware: Cornered Rats.

The human species exists in the false reality where it undergoes the tests and temptations that are the purpose of the exercise.

There is no knowledge of passing or failing the test, for such knowledge lies beyond the barrier we call death.

There is no understanding of the rules of the game other than those we can conjecture from our connection with the spirit of love and that which flows from love. So selflessness, sharing, justice, caring, humility, honesty and so on lie at the heart of our consciousness, not only do no harm but also do that which is good.

The reality is framed such that such characteristics, such ways of being carry nothing in the way of tangible reward.

In this way is the reality the anti-thesis of that which it should be, bestowing freedoms and luxuries on those that are the utter opposite of what they should be, gifting them power and apparent authority over others and a hand in the shaping of misery.

From this we understand the nature of the spirit which rules this reality.

We see that those that murder children, that spread destruction, that relish slavery, that feed their perverted sexual appetites on our innocent children, that sink into the very hell facilitated and greased for their progress, that those that have abandoned their humanity in pursuance of their selfish desire for power, for the exercise of their will, for the satisfaction of their horrid natures, that these beasts rise above us and become the bastards that are destroying this world’s good things and raging perpetual war against the spirit of love.

In every iteration of this reality entire generations are subject to the temptations of the vile mind which orders it, or asked to throw away that which they think of as their life or any hope for security or comfort in fighting or merely refusing to take part in that which is evil.

It is a piece by piece exercise, beginning from the moment we enter the game.

Slowly, brick by brick, the harsh realities press us into the service of the artificial reality.
We all of us become sinners.
Few grow into adulthood untainted by the world.

Step by step and in the interests of survival or money or social acceptability we each of us abandon that which we know to be absolutely right and fit in.

We become a part of the whole, sacrifice our souls on the altar of exigence and become an integral cog in the great machine that rolls on, century after century, eating up souls and poisoning hearts.

The question has always been “How can we live true to the spirit of love in a world such as this?” The test is to live that way, to sacrifice security, comfort, selfishness, even your existence in pursuit of that which carries no reward here. To set yourself apart from the great machine and, if possible, work with love to cause its demise, to bring it to a creaking and grinding halt and so set humanity free.

Those that determine your life and mine understand that we who are existing in this reality are prisoners.

As we struggle towards an understanding of the very nature of the construct we are discovering that reality is not all it seems to be, that atoms have no substance, that parts of atoms are sometimes there and sometimes not, that these energy forms react differently when we observe them to when we don’t, that our consciousness has something to do with our perceived reality and yet the seat of our consciousness seems not to exist within our biological entities. Now science steps towards confirming that the reality is false, that which is science steps closer to that which is philosophy, that which is philosophy examines the very roots of the question.

So it is that everything converges to the singular point and its complete simplicity.
The knowledge of good and evil, and the understanding of what to do with that knowledge.

As we progress towards this singular point those whose duty it is to draw us to the attractive dark light are accelerating their efforts. The competition is for our souls and the dark side is winning. They act like cornered rats, saving their very worst excesses for this moment in the game. They will have us all perverted by the desire to satisfy self, for the desire to stay personally safe regardless of the suffering of others, for the desire for revenge against created enemies and the consequent murder of children that spins out from that, saturating every hand with the blood of innocents.

We see how they have manufactured their web of evil, how their acolytes rape and murder our children while they strut the world spreading mayhem, and now we see them and know what they are their time is short unless they can in some way avert this rising tide of understanding.

This is where we stand. The majority of humanity is lost in the lies of the reality shapers and feels powerless. The great machine grinds on, spreading hatred and war, inciting violence, dripping evil day by day into the hearts and minds of humanity.

It understands that to win humanity must, in vast numbers, abandon everything that we believe in and everything that forms the bones and sinews of this false reality and search inside for the spirit of love that we are each of us born with and, on finding our true selves, reach out and touch those around us.

Love going viral at the end of the world.

That’s the prize, that’s the only way the species can go, the alternative is close and unthinkable.

The meek must inherit the earth, or it’s game over.

With love in our hearts,
Olive Farmer and Aktina Pempti.
Xxx xxx xxx

Sunday, February 1, 2015

From a foreigner in Crete to Syriza, a letter:

Syriza. Some thoughts…

There are simple ways one can truly measure a government which purports to be bringing change, a Government on which the hopes of a people hang, a government that promises to do what is right.

These are simple signs of a government which truly seeks to stand aside from the world power which brings us global debt, global insecurity, global fear of all out war.

If you are in Government, much more than the ordinary man in the street who takes his world view from the main stream media whose global ownership is in so few hands, you understand the nature of this power and its source.

You understand the bitter nature of its vengeance against those who oppose it, the dark forces it has at its disposal, the secret killers, the “accidents of nature” it can create to punish whole nations, the way in which it can twist world opinion against a nation and make of a peaceful country like Libya or Syria a “terrorist” nation which can be bombed with impunity and where agents of the power can stir endless internecine conflict, destroying entire generations.

The power is to be feared, then.
But some nation has to make a stand in Europe in the name of and for the sake of humanity and the future of our species.
These are the stakes.

The Greek people have a history of saying “NO” to bullies even when their tanks are massed on the border, even when those bullies are known to be cruel and murderous and vengeful.

In such a way can a small but proud people stand out from the crowd and provide much needed leadership to the world. To ordinary men and women and children across the globe they can show that humanity need not be cowed, that freedom can be won, that it just takes courageous leadership and a people that refuse to be bullied.

Greece led the world once before.
It is time for its people to take the stage once more, and build a new civilisation.

A government which is truly destined for greatness is a government of absolute principle, a government which acts at all times with honour, with pride, without compromise in its dealings with those who would oppress or manipulate or dictate its agenda.

It is a government made of individuals who, whatever their politics and beliefs, are wise enough to re-examine the influences that shaped those understandings, to research the history of those ideas and the structure of the organisations of which they are a part and which propound those ideas.

All of the great political movements of the 19th and 20th centuries were ideas given shape and form by hidden guiding hands. They should become aware of this history and understand its implications for the present and set their minds free of any shackles that may have been carefully positioned around their consciousness.

Sometimes, in the search for truth and in the process of winning freedom, great men and women are forced to abandon that which they have woven, thread by thread, into the fabric of their lives and so stand unclothed except for the mantle of natural justice. What is to be done, what needs to be done in Greece and across the world, finally and at long last and after so many millennia of wrong, is quite simply the right things.

The good things.

The simple, understandable, recognisable good that humanity forgets is what we expect and want and should insist upon from those to whom we give the power to govern.
That humanity has the power to insist upon, if only it would recognise that authority.

Millennia ago, when we lived as tribal peoples everywhere, the wise and the good were entrusted with leadership and the decisions of leaders were measured against the understandings and agreement of the tribe as a whole.

Now, humanity everywhere distrusts its politicians.

We feel powerless to alter the unending cycle of sleaze and bribery and corrupt power, the ever increasing intrusions into lives, the surveillance, the spying, the denial of freedom of assembly and of peaceful protest and the interference in peaceful protests by provocateurs intent on discolouring people’s perceptions of the protestors .

Humanity is rendered voiceless in the world and the political classes exchange our children’s future for their luxury and the satisfaction of their sometimes disgusting pleasures today.

And so, will Syriza be different? Will it take the once in a century opportunity to stand out from the crowd, to make an historical difference in the world, to re-establish Greece’s place as the birthplace of thought and offer leadership into a new era of civilisation, of true democracy, that adventure into a new paradigm which the world desires and expects, by some miracle, to appear.

And why not from Greece?

1. Will Syriza examine itself and discover what outside influences are at play amongst its own ranks, what voices are speaking into whose ears that are not representative of the people? Will it police itself, will it root out from the beginning those whose bank balances are already being filled, those whose agendas are being dictated by outside forces or by wealthy interests here in Greece? Those who are already playing the self interest card? Such introspection is the first sign of greatness, the first measure of those who will be good against the global tide of wickedness.
2. Will Syriza recognise the importance of press freedom? The media is owned by very few hands and those few hands shape the thoughts and ideas and set the agendas of the ordinary man and woman. There are everywhere journalists whose honour and dignity and purpose of serving truth are subjugated by the ownership of this media. Syriza should consider ways in which the voice of the people as expressed through honourable investigative journalism can be set free. A new television news channel, funded by the population and governed by independent representatives of the population could be quickly set up. The BBC in the UK would serve as a model in terms of avowed intent and funding methodology. The BBC has allowed itself to be governed and managed as an extension of government and so Syriza will understand, if it seeks to do the right things, what pitfalls should be avoided.
3. Will Syriza have the courage to disentangle Greece from the great octopus that is the global banking syndicate, those very few families that have for centuries by sleight of hand and by deceit and by bribery and by murder taken control of the issuance of money globally? This is the great test, the test upon which humanity’s future truly rests. Syriza understands that the artificial “debt” created through the complicity of previous governments in what is a vast, global fraud was made artificially at the press of a few keys on a computer. This money was not taken from the bank accounts of those that have money and lent to Greece and so must in honour be repaid. This money was created by the bankers, out of thin air, did not exist in the world before its creation, was created as debt by the pressing of those computer keys. Almost every nation in the world is indebted to these bully banking families, every human being pays tax to service this artificial debt, every government is complicit in this fraud. Will Syriza have the courage to demonstrate leadership to ordinary human beings everywhere and tell these vampires to take their artificial and imaginary debt and, to coin a phrase, to stick it where there is no sunshine? It is only by taking control of the issuance of its own money that a nation and its government can shape its own policies and expenditures free of outside pressures. This is the example Syriza could set to the world’s peoples and enable so much that is good to be done here in Greece.
4. Will Syriza announce to the world that the Greek people will dedicate themselves to peace in the world and amongst its peoples and set an example to the vast majority of human beings that want no part of war but desire only everlasting peace? Greece is part of NATO. The ordinary man and woman across the world understands that NATO, under the leadership of the aggressor nations, is responsible for war crimes and the deaths of countless children across the middle east and elsewhere. Under the guise of fighting terrorism the western nations have themselves become the terrorists. That this is not generally understood in the West is as a result of the issue of ownership of the media referred to in the second point raised here. It is time some nation, somewhere, announced to the world that humanity need not expend so much money and resource on developing killing apparatus, that instead that money and resource could be put to the service of good. Greece is, in global terms, a tiny and weak nation. Regardless of its armies it cannot defend itself against powerful nations. What it can do, however, is announce to the world its intention to be a nation of peace, a nation that will do what it can to offer help in the world when it is in our power to give it. There is an understanding of that old saying that we should turn our guns into ploughshares that rests in the hopes of ordinary people everywhere. Could Syriza take the organisation and spirit and human resource of the Greek defence forces and create, from that existing structure, a force of good in the world, an international rescue organisation dedicated to giving fast and competent assistance to places in the world where disaster has struck? To refocus its training from killing to rescuing, from taking to giving? Could its planes be adapted so they no longer drop bombs but drop food or medicine? Could, in this way, Greece announce to the peoples of the world that this nation is dedicated to peace and intends no harm to any nation? Could Syriza thus set an example to the nations of the world of a way forward into the future that could be the path we all of us follow and inspire the peoples of those nations to demand similar actions from their own governments or, if those governments are too involved with the military industrial profit machine, to change those governments. The Greek people have once before demonstrated to the world how civilisations can be built. That duty could be taken up again and Greece and its people take a place of pride in the world once more. There are those who would fear such a stand, but Greeks have a proud tradition of saying “NO” to aggression and not to fear the consequences.
5. Will Syriza clear out the stables? The world is dominated by the corrupt and this corruption is now so embedded in societies across the globe that almost every facet of government policy and spending everywhere is dictated to by the greed of those who are ensconced in positions of power. Syriza will know, for they are not ingĂ©nues, that much of this sleaze is organised, that there are secret organisations that penetrate every aspect of public life and attempt to derail any measures that do not serve their self interest. Syriza will know that these dark organisations are without ethics and without morality and currently operate without fear of the process of justice. A measure of Syriza will be how they tackle these vested interests and create what the people have given up expecting and hoping from their government, a nation where justice is seen to be done, a nation where the forces of good take on and defeat the criminal elements that do so much to create misery and to fill there lives with luxury at the expense of the ordinary working man and woman. We all know these people exist, we none of us want them to continue their criminality. If it takes the establishment of an entirely new anti-corruption police service, a service known and trusted and inspected and checked to prove its incorruptible nature, a police force of untouchables with the numbers and resources required to deal with this issue quickly and with legal authority then this is what must be done and done with alacrity. The taking back of the nation’s right to create its own money will enable many such projects to advance without the delays imposed by the necessity to beg for false money from the bankers that are the masters of Europe. So, will Syriza show its intent and clear out the stables?
6. The future of a nation is the property of its children, those who will come into everything when we are all gone. Thus it is in the education of our children that we must put much effort and have faith in, for that education shapes their understanding of the world and gives them the knowledge and skills that they will need to live with some success in the world we leave to them. It is incumbent upon government to act in loco parentis for that time in which its nation’s young are under its protective wing. The children of this nation are burdened with an education system which does them disservice and expects too much, as if previous governments have sought to defend the inefficiencies of this service by forcing the children to work harder and harder without attending to the obvious deficiencies that exist. Syriza knows that children need to be encouraged to think, to discover by experiment, to question, to learn what is useful to them and beneficial to the whole. Syriza knows that a nation’s children should be taught the truth as humanity understands it to be. The history taught should not be the history written by the published historians that parrot the beliefs and accepted truths of the global establishment that seeks to shape the consciousness of our children and implant its core operating understandings by this method. Syriza must look again at the world of our children, seek to give them their childhoods back, seek to free them from dogma, seek to remove the threat that is presented to their innocence by the corporate internet providers and game makers and phone providers. Syriza has the opportunity to change the paradigm of education. Will it seize that opportunity?

There are a thousand more ways in which Syriza could set a new tone for governments around the world and could lead, by example, the world’s ordinary people to a place where hope can be allowed to flourish once more. It will take courage. It will take much reasoned debate and consideration. It will require firmness and vision. It will need the strength and resolve of leadership. It will involve the understanding that the world power will fight, tooth and nail and as dirty as it knows how to subvert these first faltering steps into freedom and into the world humanity is anticipating and awaiting, somewhere, to appear.

I live here in Greece, have grown to love its people and its place in the world, but I am a foreigner, I have no right to say how it must conduct itself and so these are simply my thoughts, as a citizen of the world, right or wrong they are expressed with love and good will.

Olive Farmer Crete
Xxx xxx xxx

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Wiping out the Maverick gene, the plot revealed

These are intricate webs being woven by our masters, destined to culminate with the eradication of the maverick gene amongst the herd so that all that remain are the fodder animals and the self seekers and the psychopaths groomed for the enforcement of the rule.

They will be mostly stupid, higher places in the hierarchy going to the ‘clever’ learners, those who can memorise but cannot think.

Like most of the world’s middle classes now.

This is their plan:

Our masters, in their game, seek the destruction of the jew.

They always have.

Their strategy is leading to conflict in the holy land as we know, as they fulfil their own prophecies.

Leading up to this conflict the false terror attacks are heightening, amongst the sheeple, the understanding that there are those out there who despise jews.

Our masters have decided that this will be you, dear truth seeker, unless you are most careful.

They are making sure TV programming reinforcing the holocaust memory is placed in the minds of the herd and hyping the aspects of their false flags that target jews, building their case in the consciousness of the dumb masses.

“Je Suis Juif” and so forth.

Next to come will be this:

Attacks on jews will intensify and links will be made between “conspiracy nuts” and those attacks.

Conspiracy nuts will become synonymous with terrorists or terrorist supporters.

The groundwork is being laid right now in the sewage-stream press.

If Israhell is under attack at the time, a sense of urgency will be added, a need to act now.
The herd will demand it.

T.V. pundits will pick out the worst offenders from amongst the false opposition/cointelpro/intelligence agents that purport to be the truth movement, and certainly lead it and dominate the agenda, quoting their vile slurs that are mostly lifted from the Nazi propaganda from the 1930’s.

I can see the shocked look on the news anchors’s faces now, as they can “barely bring themselves to read” the sort of shite the anti-semitic twats of the alternative media are spewing out in increasing quantities now.

Testosterone pumped psycho-zombies that call themselves police officers will be donning their war gear and beating down the doors of those people out there that can see through most of the crap (yet can’t see how they are being made a fool of by the very people they believe in).

The night of the long knives.

First, use the internet and false agents to draw out and identify the free thinking gene.
Find where they live and who their friends are.
Round-em up, with full public approval.

Thinking gene eradicated from the herd.

Job done.

Like many times before, of course, but now far more subtle and aided by technology.

Our masters are heading for a double win situation. The destruction of those they are destined to destroy according to their plans, the jews, and at the same time rounding up anyone with half a brain that doesn’t want to be a debt slave living in a radioactive cess-pit eating chemical mush for a short and eugenically shortened life.

Our masters used to call themselves gods.
They near that nirvana again, should we allow ourselves to be duped again.

Understand this: the history of man’s brutality to man is not and has never been the exclusive property of one race. If anything the white anglo-saxon breed are in pole position on that score, having spent the last few centuries murdering everyone that isn’t white anglo-saxon (and many that are) and wiping whole peoples and their millennia of history from the face of the earth, scrapping their wisdom and their understanding at the same time.

But in every corner of the world and of every colour of skin and of every belief system there have been and are powerful people that drive the less powerful to despicable acts.
Some call themselves jew and are not.

Most just are not.

If you’re a power wielding psychopath that ain’t a jew the alternative press have coined a new nomenclature: “Crypto-jew!”
So “it’s still all the jew’s fault”, they can say, ……just like Hitler did.

Racism sucks.
Anti-semitism sucks.
They are the same thing.
Tools of the deception and manipulation of simple, bitter minds.
It all leads to death camps.
Or have you forgotten?
And Hitler wasn’t the first by a long way, if you are a holocaust denier rather than a holocaust numbers disputer and seeker of truth.

Make sure you’re not a guest in the next iteration.

Beware of deceivers.
There is good out there.

Olive xxx xxx xxx

Sunday, January 11, 2015

This is not a drill

This is not a drill, this life, this consciousness ride through the false reality, this game with no restart button, this play of just one act.
It is your chance, your given moment, your dream made physical for the purpose.
You have time, a series of moments that forget what was and cannot see what will be for neither exist and so you have only now to do your thing, to do the right thing.
You are the entity you call "I", inhabitant of the meat machine that grants you the experience, the touch and smell and light and sound of atoms of nothingness made real by the operating programme.
If you live for a hundred years they will seem as if they have gone in a moment, as indeed they have.
Physical pain will be forgotten once it passes but emotional hurt will exist within you until the light fades, for these are the true lessons. part of the learning process.You have given these hurts and have received them, sometimes without knowing for we are none of us fully conscious of our effect on others, most of us completely ignorant of how others see us and what lies in their hearts and minds.
The idea is to give less hurt, of course, in a reality designed to make that difficult, a reality that doesn't allow your consciousness to experience what others are experiencing, a reality in which you are rendered blind to the wake you leave behind as you cut through the ocean of life.
Together we seven billion souls create this reality. The world is a reflection of our collective being. This is the hive we have made.
The power understands this, the power undertands that it derives its strength from the engineering of our collective consciousness.
It shapes the reality such that to do no harm is almost impossible.
You buy, you pay tax on that purchase,the power spends that tax on war or false justice or a million other wrongs, you are guilty as an accessory to child murder. All of you.
It focuses its attention on the consciousness of the species as a whole, for in that process it shapes the world and makes it evil, takes creatures innately good and makes them rotten.
It will take almost all of us to colour this picture different.
We have to reshape reality in accordance with our will.
We will have to cast away what has been built, the carefully constructed paradigms of the false reality, and start again.
That is the purpose.
We have this game only to achieve the goal.
And your time is ticking by.
Love is the essence of humanity, that which we are twisted and lured and cajoled and bullied and damaged and taught to forget.
That essence is what you were and still lives deep inside your consciousness.
Call it forth.
This is not a drill.

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Out of darkness cometh light..

You move from one moment to the next, driven by need to do, urged by must and in between, in between there is that moment that you are free but not free, drawn tight as you are in the embrace of your masters, the masters of your reality, the rule makers who govern what you say, what you do, what you think, what you dream.

You yearn to be free, you yearn for us all to be free but find blankness when you seek to create that world in your consciousness, so distant in our collective memory is that elusive creature, so far distant in time and space, so removed from now that you cannot imagine it, disbelieve the possibility of it, that place of peace and of good being done and of always having help when you need it and of always looking to help those that need help, that being what you fill your life with, that being what life is for.
To help.

That place exists, dream like and remote it faintly calls your name, nudges you in the night and awakens you from disturbing dreams, shouts the word destiny again and again that you can barely hear, rarely have the energy to draw into your consciousness and recognise as a friend and yet understand, in the deepest recesses of your existence, that this is what you have been waiting for, that this is what it is all for, that this call is for you and you must wake up, wake up, wake up and live the way you were created to live, shrug off the taut wire coils and heavy rusting iron chains of today and step into tomorrow, step into what should be, step into what must be for there your passion dwells, there your purpose in life, there your mission.

Reality wraps its false scenery around you, limiting your sight, filling your ears with lies and weasel words, making the world ugly and threatening when all the world wants to do is fill your mind with beauty, wrap you in its giving embrace, provide for you what you need. The world, your reality, has become your enemy rather than your friend. It has been made a place that drains you rather than replenishes and nourishes you. Its air, once clean and everything it should be to give you life and vitality is now filled with harm. That which you eat is poisoned. The water of life is soiled and dirtied. Your masters have cast you in a dungeon and feed you slops whilst they spoil the beauty of the world and render it uninhabitable, render it foul, please themselves with the despoiling of its life-giving wholesomeness.

And you, so far from the voice of your soul, so far from that which is right, trapped into being what is against your very nature, against your finer noble spirit, forced by this reality into being a slut bent backwards and demeaned for a dollar, made a coward that watches what it says, a moron that dare not ask a question, a yellow snake that cannot raise its head and say “enough”, distrusting everyone in your great family, frightened of standing for fear of standing alone.

So will we die, the scream un-screamed, the dream forgotten, the voice unheard, the destiny unfulfilled, head bowed muttering the mantra “There’s nothing I can do, there’s nothing I can do” whilst all around you, in the vast columns marching towards the end of life are billions of your kin, muttering the same untruth.

There is something you can do.

Join hands.
Hold up your head and look for the future you desire and walk, together, in that direction.
Leave everything behind you don’t need.
Help is at hand.
It's closer than you think.
It is in all of us.
It is love.

Olive xxx xxx xxx

Sunday, December 28, 2014

We know nothing....

When you assay what we think we know you realise that we know very little. We have yet to finalise our understanding of this world, have yet to fully grasp the meaning of the discoveries we have made in the fields of quantum physics, of chaos mathematics, of DNA, of a thousand other certainties now questioned. We have yet to fully grasp the meaning of our history, to unpick the reality from the narrative we have been told and sold. We have yet to fully understand the relationship we have with the creator, or indeed if there is a creator, yet to fully comprehend the nature of the religions that have held so many in thrall for so long that we forget, some of us, to question and to dissect and to rely on the faith we are instructed to have lest we veer towards blasphemy. We have no real understanding of the Cosmos, no grasp of its scale or lack of scale, no knowledge of what time is, no knowledge of dimensions nor if they can be crossed. We have no understanding of the consciousness, no real truth about the nature of this reality nor who and what is witness to this story, this unfolding tale. We have no proofs concerning the existence or otherwise of extra-terrestrials though we think we know that the universe is so limitless that the likelihood is that there are, yet we cannot encompass the reasons why, if there are such creatures, they have made no contact or indeed that they have offered no help nor sought to trade or subjugate or rob.

That these questions still linger after a few hundred thousand years of our existence as sentient beings is testament to the limits of our intelligence and to the success of the strategy of those that limit our progress, for indeed our progress is limited by the creature called money and its sister profit which corral and imprison knowledge, is limited by the creature called power and the desire to wield it and hold on to it, is bludgeoned and misshaped by the creature called religion that insists that truth is immutably what it says truth is, is held back by caste and status and inequality that either refuses to educate or educates wrongly by design the whole of our people.
So we are dumb, and kept dumb. We are blind, and kept blind. Reality remains a puzzle the answer to which is concealed. Love, the redeeming love, the best thing about us and the thing we all of us share and share a desire for is relegated in our conscious thoughts as if there were something else we should be doing. As if there were anything else as important, as sustaining, as inherently right, as beautiful, as just as love.

What a vast veil has been cast over us, a great black curtain rendering us blind to the most simple truth, a darkness enveloping us and making us sick, making us share in its evil, making us lose our honour, our dignity, our great spirit, forsaking that which is the best thing about us, the knowledge of love.

Now we catch a glimpse of the evil forces that prevail, that create this false reality, have held sway over us for Millennia and ordered our reality and made it bad and made us sinners all and fill our minds with fear and drive us to surrender our spirits to wickedness in order to survive.

We understand that for them to have power over us, for them to enjoy the vast benefits of that power, for them to fulfil and satiate their every desire after thousands of years of such satiation requires them to shape this reality completely, to order every aspect of our lives, to have control over the veins and the arteries of everything we experience, to be the blood that makes the machine function and without which we could not survive, so dependent we have become. Every aspect of our existence, every structure of our “civilisation”, everything we believe in, everything we think we know, everything we think we need is ordered and structured by their money, by their belief systems, by their hierarchies, by their reward systems, by their thought control, by their entertainment, by their corporations and their ownership and by their laws and their courts and by their police and by their killing machines and their intelligence agencies and their dark evil.

We are rendered helpless.
We are their cattle, their herd, dumb unknowing and unfeeling brutes responding to their whips and their dogs, grazing where allowed, being driven over the precipice when it suits them, worse than slaves we are subjects, we are stock.

Their long rule has immured them to what is normal in terms of pleasure.
They have always eaten what is best. Always had their choice of what is finest. Always enjoyed whatever they choose to enjoy. We examine their history and we see what such power leads to, how the ordinary will not satiate, how only the fiendish will do. They have for Millennia enjoyed the killing of us, the raping of us. For Millennia they have taken our babies and raped them and tortured them and drunk their blood. Our history books tell us of their deeds as if these things were of the past, but of course they are not of the past they are of now. If you have everything you can desire then you will take young life for the lasting pleasure in power that brings, for the energy it gives, for the life it bestows, for the pure enjoyment gained from extinguishing life and drinking in the agony of loss as the soul leaves the body corporeal.

They learned, long ago, that power and love cannot live side by side, that to have power one must relinquish an understanding of love and forego the ability to experience it. Generation after generation they have brutalised their young, taught them to live without love and to despise it as a weakness, taught them to feed instead on the anguish and misery of those they brutalise for in such evil lies the secret to absolute power.

As we know nothing we can speculate as to the origins of these creatures that lack that most human of things, the ability to feel love. We can conject they are demonic, can think of them as alien to us, that they are trans-dimensional soul suckers, whatever. Their origins matter not. Their existence amongst us and their control over our reality are the issue.

We can never be free until they are deposed.
We can never discover what our human species is truly like until they are deposed.
We can never build a world of love until they are deposed.

They sense our coming, sense our growing understanding.
Perhaps we have been here before and they reduced us.

It is time, or there will be no time.
Wake up.

Spread this:

Sunday, December 21, 2014

Spread this

We are, as we know, but a speck of dust in the firmament that is the universe. Our existence as a species just a partial second in the great drift of time. The dinosaurs ruled the earth for 14,000 times as long as we have been here, even longer when measured against the few thousand years of our educated sentience, longer still when measured against the beginnings of our understanding of the creation.

We are just a speck on a speck in a speck of time and most of us are as dumb as dumb things and never spare a moment to consider this reality but busy ourselves with the trivia of day to day oblivion.

And of these many sink deeper into the oblivion daily with medications or drugs or booze or the next episode of the soaps and think only of the self and the relative comfort of the self and maybe a few close friends or family.

Billions of us face a daily struggle for survival that depends on earning enough of something called money to live another day. This stimulates the fight or flight response in the organism that carries our experiencing witness to this dream. Most of us live at war, constantly in fear when there is no requirement for this.

We need to grow, to make and to share. Each should know that all that is required is to do their share and they will get what they need. This is a simple understanding, an understanding that would in an instant rid the world of much that is wrong, immediately allow the species to rest easy for a while and see ourselves and our planet for what it is, a resource equation that good-will can provide the solution to.

We call ourselves, some of us, God’s creation, yet those billions who do look to money to equate the doing of God’s work with their personal obligation. The tool of evil is promoted as the way that good can be done. Make a donation, fill up the collecting plate, leave a coin and walk away refreshed in the knowledge that you are good and are of God when all you do is oil the gears and wheels of that which is of Satan, that which is the life blood of the evil that courses through our veins.

It has almost all of us in its thrall, this piece of Magick, such that almost none can imagine a world without it, just as none can imagine a world without hierarchy, a world without position or caste or class or the exercise of power by one person over another.

We have no concept of what it means to be free.
No understanding that freedom comes from responsibility, from duty, from the knowledge that we are all in this dream together.

We have simply forgotten this, so age old is our imprisonment.

The fate of this species hangs in the balance and there are few that recognise its imminence, fewer that see the forces at work, even fewer that have escaped deception, even fewer that remain sane in a world of insanity whose minds can encompass the part of the whole that is discoverable, even fewer that know most of the story, fewer still that know almost all, and just one or two human beings that have all the facts.
And they are in charge.

And they will order the world as they see fit and believe they have the right to do so by birth, by blood, because they always have done so and believe they always will.

As we know, they and their acolytes rape and murder and cannibalise our children and bomb and kill us in our millions for their sport.

Yet we cannot unite and address them and their systems and their money and their sick followers, few though they are.

Pathetic, isn’t it?
Call yourself a truther?
Then find unity.

Spread this understanding.
Love to you,
Olive and Aktina

Wednesday, December 17, 2014

Something to pass around. A call for unity and action.

Go here, read it and pass it on: It means doing something! Can you?

Powerless without unity, the wakening herd drifts ever closer to the edges of the abyss and the power that shapes this reality understands it has little to fear, knows that it has the mavericks and the intelligent firmly in its thrall, malleable and soft as clay.

The great intelligence and vast planning and strategic capabilities of the power, coupled with its stranglehold over scientific mind control techniques and its command of the media and the alternative media, aided by its knowledge of the occult, renders its ascendancy complete.

Only the unity of the mavericks posed a threat, now all but nullified by deception, and the hatches are battened and the sails furled and our masters feel no storm will come to disturb their agenda unless it is a storm they whip up and serves their purpose.

Chaos, that greatest of sicknesses, is spread by them at will.

They manipulate the consciousness of our species casually and with practised ease.
This is where the war is fought, every time.

See how they turned the artificial banking crisis into the crushing psychological hammer of “austerity” with barely a whimper from the great mass of humanity and divided those who understood with such ease, rendered them so useless, distracted them so effectively that those who are “awake” barely entered the consciousness of the herd.

Where were the ten or twenty million voices shouting WAKE UP at once?

Maybe there are a hundred million, maybe five hundred million wakening souls who could bellow loud enough to shatter the calm and cause the herd to raise their heads from grazing long enough to see the approaching cliff edge.

Alas, there is no unity, there will be no collective action, there will be no huge roar.

We awakened souls simply do not know how many we are!

We could, at this moment, number so many millions that if we spoke together the walls of the illusion would crack, light would enter the spirits of the enslaved and enthralled mass of the herd and it would begin, the great unravelling of what is and the birth of what will be.

Those who have taken the leadership of this crucial maverick element of humanity DO NOT COUNT! This alone should alert their followers to their deception.
They do not call for unity.
They do not call for single focus.
They do not set dates for action and drive for unity of spirit.
They instil no courage.
Pass it on:

They weaken resolve, make armchair evolutionaries of us all, tie us to the screen individually, make us non-joiners, sow disagreement and alternatives and disinformation, point us to racism and especially anti-semitism because our masters, some of them who call themselves jew, like nothing better than to kill jews.

This time they want the awakened to carry the resolve to kill the jew, and have sown this seed most effectively.

Owning all the gold, they also want a gold based currency and have sown that idea in the consciousness of the awakened too.

Do you see with what contempt they treat the intellect of the awakening herd?

WE have enough information.

We have enough information to push aside our politicians, our religious leaders, our nuclear scientists, our weapons company executives, our corporate chief executives, the bastard blue blooded royal demons, the owners of the banks, the police that fail in their duty.

There are crimes against humanity aplenty.

We need courts now, honest judges selected from amongst us, the heads of the pyramid of evil incarcerated and put where they can do no harm, their systems dismantled, their hierarchies nullified, their beliefs analysed and cast away if proven false, their control mechanisms ignored and rendered powerless, their chaos calmed, their wars pacified, their inequalities made equal, their entire false reality blown away by the vast up-swelling of the Human Spirit.

We must take back our planet.
The meek must inherit the earth.
The good guys must act together.
Pass this pamphlet around:

With love,
Olive Farmer
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