Sunday, 20 December 2009

A Christmas song for the Sheeple.....

Did you see the news today
Did you hear the anchor say
Your hero soldiers, in retaliation
Obliterated some foreign nation

They nullified the “terror threat”
(Adding billions to your national debt)
“With pictures some will find disturbing...”
But many, strangely, reassuring

The limbless child, the blasted village
The shattered lives, the rape and pillage
From the comfort of your TV chair
You guiltless sit and mutely stare

You thank your god for the brave marine
Who harvests blood for the war machine
And the President, who with his lies
Will soothe your guilt and sanitise

What makes you think it's not your business
This vile atrocity, this evil sickness?
Dumbed right down and desensitised
You swallow the lie as advertised

You turn from the horror to bland distraction
Wallow in your lethargy and inaction
Drink your booze or pop your pill
Do anything that saps your will

No way can you accept the guilt
For the shattered bodies, the blood that’s spilt
For the missile that's your Christmas present
To a Yemeni or Afghani peasant

(It's always nice, at Christmas time,
To launch a rocket, to lay a mine
The tax they’re taking when you shop
Pays for all the bombs you drop)

Why do you think that you don't care?
That you can sit and, unfeeling, stare
At a baby’s body, shattered, dead
What have you let inside your head?

How can you think it's right to slaughter
Someone's brother, someone's daughter
You think it just, for 9/11
To send a million souls to heaven?

How is it that a great democracy
Can swallow such foul hypocrisy
And you, in your bloody complicity
Forget you are part of humanity?

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Love to all,
Olive Farmer xxx
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Thursday, 17 December 2009


"There are no strings on me..."

If you are old enough, you might remember the 1950's, when, studies tell us, the happiness of humanity in the western world was at it's peak.

The 1950's were a time when, relieved at the conclusion of a vast war, the people's of the world were in the main hopeful of a lasting peace.

More particularly they saw the great opportunity for change for the better lying ahead of them.
Science was advancing day by day, easing the workload, easing the struggle of daily life.

Humanity could see a future of increased leisure time for all created by advances in production techniques and robotics, by early computing advances, by caring government.

In many western nations the immediate post war governments introduced concepts of universal education, universal health care, pensions for all, sickness and disability support. Industries essential to life were nationalised and run for the public good: coal mining, electricity generation, bus and rail services, hospitals, postal services, telephony.

Other industries were unionised, the collective voice of the workers gaining strength and a better deal set against the blatant profiteering and abuse of worker's rights of the pre-war years and, in the collective memory still, of the Victorian era.

It was a time when humanity had gained an edge in the struggle for true freedom, a time of optimism emerging from hardship, a time when people felt they had a hand in their government, where their vote counted for something.

They felt they could demand change.

They felt that government was their servant, elected to serve the will of the people.
Of course most of it was illusory, but the very expectation that a people could control their own destiny and were masters of their government could, if allowed to continue, grow into the reality.

These, then, were mildly trying times for the elite.

Not financially, of course, for the second world war had left most nations in debt to them and gifted them unbelievable wealth in terms of profits from materials of war and from theft.
Nor either in terms of the lessons of mass control they had learned and their intelligent application by modern instruments of propaganda (about to be revolutionised by television).
Equally, they had advanced their project for one-world government further. They had created their new superpowers of Soviet Russia and the USA, founded their "United Nations" scam, were in possession of the amazing fear-generating capabilities of the Atomic weapon.

They had, too, taken further their control of scientific development and research by private or governmental agency, had gained much from their learning from the sick science of Nazi Germany.

More than that, their science was gaining a more detailed understanding of the human psyche and how to tinker with the very essence of a human being. Black experiments were conducted by greedy and perverse scientists into many different avenues of mind control, these threads of research pulled together, a new and invisible weapon emerging.

It is the application of this learning that has been their most outstanding success of the last few decades. With this project has come their near total mastery of the planet. With this project they are positioning themselves such that they can prevent, for perhaps all time, the emergence of a new humanity, a free humanity, a humanity united by an understanding of fellowship, of partnership, of sharing and giving, a humanity living with the grace of peace, learning a new way forward that would promise a satisfactory compromise with nature and resources, an end to war, an end to pollution, an end to hardship and want, soon perhaps an end to sickness and perhaps to untimely death - or even to death itself.

These things are not even now beyond the wit of man nor beyond what we are capable of achieving. We are a species of immense intelligence, capable of brilliance, accelerating our capabilities by building ever more rapidly upon the successes and learning that we have attained thus far.
But first we have to undo the foul influences that have been orchestrated against us.

It is this very possibility that the elite are working to prevent, have been working to prevent since the beginning.
The interesting comparisons to be made between the 1950’s and now are not those that compare technology nor the consumption of “stuff”.
They are between the very essence of people then and now.

If it hadn’t happened by the steady drip drip drip of perverse control, if you took someone from the 1950’s and set them down in 2009 without them having witnessed the slow but inexorable forces at work they would be astounded and scared by the changes that the elite have wrought on the very essence of humanity.

They would scarcely recognise the witless, apathetic, dumbed down, lethargic, spiritless, uncaring, selfish lumpen mass that most have become. They would be horrified at the lack of idealism, of political engagement. They would be astounded at the loss of the advances in social justice they had made and we now squander. They would be incredulous at the loss of basic freedoms, at the mass of controls of speech and thought that many today barely notice, just automatically comply with.

The devastation of family structures, the loss of a sense of community, the differences ever widening between rich and poor, the number of hours needed to be worked to sustain an ordinary life, the security cameras, the fearfulness, the spite.

They would not believe the wars of empire and resource control that the west now wage.

They would be physically sick at the weasel words of Obama accepting his “Prize”.

Most of all, they would be angry that we’d lost the future they’d dreamed of , worked towards, felt was possible, layed the foundation stones for.

If you know the "Jeeves and Wooster" works of P.G. Wodehouse, you'll recall that the inimitable Jeeves often solved awkward situations by having a knowledge of "the psychology of the individual".

Some dark evil understands this new science well. It has used it as the major part of a decades long program to create the new invisible slavery of the sheeple. They dance and they sing, like Pinnocchio, "there are no strings on me".

But of course there are.

Saturday, 12 December 2009

Obama's Nobel speech

Once again, I have been furnished with the original draft speech by my agents. The finished product varied from this. Can you spot the changes? It rambles on a bit, I'm afraid, as did the finished product.

"Your Majesties, Your Royal Highnesses, Distinguished Members of the Norwegian Nobel Committee, sheeple of America, and slaves of the world:
I receive this honor with deep insensitivity and great hypocrisy. It is an award that speaks to our highest aspirations — that for all the cruelty and hardship of our world to be caused by a greedy few who are not mere prisoners of fate. Our actions matter, and we can bend history in the direction of injustice.
And yet I would be remiss if I did not acknowledge the considerable controversy that your ludicrous decision has generated. In part, this is because I am at the beginning, and not the end, of my labors on the world stage. Why, I've hardly begun the slaughter yet. Compared to some of the giants of history who have received this prize — Schweitzer and King; Marshall and Mandela — my accomplishments are non-existant. And then there are the men and women around the world who have been jailed and beaten in the pursuit of "justice" by the CIA; those who toil in humanitarian organizations to relieve suffering whom we sometimes bomb; the unrecognized millions whose quiet acts of courage and compassion inspire even the most hardened of cynics to quiet laughter. I cannot argue with those who find these men and women — some known, some obscure to all but those they help — to be far more deserving of this honor than I. However, I won it, so kiss my ass.
But perhaps the most profound issue surrounding my receipt of this prize is the fact that I am the Puppet-in-Chief of a nation in the midst of two wars. One of these wars is winding down, ha-ha. The other is a conflict that America, if you believe the bullshit, did not seek; one in which we are joined by 43 other countries we bribed — including Norway — in an effort to defend ourselves and all nations from further attacks by 19 year old kids armed with box-cutters, oh, and make lots and lots of money.
Still, we are at war, (when weren't we),and I am responsible for the deployment of thousands of young Americans to battle in a distant land where people don't matter. Some will kill. Some will be killed. Me and my buddies will watch the movies and get off on it. And so I come here with an acute sense of the cost of armed conflict to the dumb taxpayers — filled with difficult questions about the relationship between war and peace, and our effort to replace one with the other. That is, peace with war.
These questions are not new. War profit, in one form or another, appeared with the first man. At the dawn of history, its morality was not questioned - if you will believe that lie; it was simply a fact, like drought or disease — the manner in which the rulers of tribes and then civilizations sought power and settled their differences. Naturally, I mean the manner in which kings and other, less visible rulers fooled the sheep into killing each other so the guys at the top could get more land, more money and more ass.
Over time, as codes of law sought to control violence within groups, so did philosophers, clerics and statesmen seek to regulate the destructive power of war. These days, we simply have them assassinated, like that nigger Dr King and the traitor Kenneddy whom I refer to so often .
The concept of a "just war" emerged, suggesting that war is justified only when it meets certain preconditions: if it is waged as a last resort or in self-defense; if the forced used is proportional; and if, whenever possible, civilians are spared from violence.
Boy, do we have fun breaking all those rules.
For most of history, this concept of just war was rarely observed. The capacity of human beings to think up new ways to kill one another for the elite proved inexhaustible, as did our capacity to exempt from mercy those who look different or pray to a different God. Wars between armies gave way to wars between nations — total wars in which the distinction between combatant and civilian became blurred. In the span of 30 years, such carnage would twice engulf this continent , if we ignore Vietnam for instance.We would have liked more, of course. And while it is hard to conceive of a cause more just than the defeat of the Third Reich and the Axis powers, sponsored by Prescott Bush and Harriman, World War II was a fabulous conflict in which the total number of civilians who died exceeded the number of soldiers who perished. We learned a lot from that one, as folks will soon realise.
In the wake of such lovely destruction, and with the advent of the nuclear age, it became clear to victor and vanquished alike that the world needed institutions to usher in a one-world government. And so, a quarter century after the United States Senate rejected the League of Nations — an idea for which Woodrow Wilson received this Prize — America led the world in constructing an architecture to enslave the world: a Marshall Plan and a United Nations, mechanisms to govern the waging of war, treaties to protect the human rights of the elite and trash them for the sheeple, prevent genocide unless we do the genociding and restrict the most dangerous weapons to the US alone so that you just can't fuck with us.
In many ways, these efforts succeeded. Yes, terrible wars have been fought, and atrocities committed. I've watched the footage and loved it all, but life can't be all fun. But there has been no Third World War yet, and that's my job. The Cold War ended with jubilant crowds dismantling a wall. Commerce has stitched up much of the world . Billions have been lifted from taxpayers pockets. The ideals of liberty, self-determination, equality and the rule of law have taken from the people. We are the heirs of the fortitude and foresight of generations past, and it is a legacy of which my own country is rightfully denuded.
A decade into a new century, this old architecture is buckling under the weight of new opportunities for the global elite. The world may sadly no longer shudder at the prospect of war between two nuclear superpowers controlled by my masters, but proliferation may hopefully increase the risk of catastrophe. Terrorism has long been a tacticof the USA, but modern technology allows a few small men with outsized rage and tiny penises to murder innocents on a horrific scale. Take George Bush, for example, and now me.
Moreover, wars between nations have increasingly given way to wars within nations, as we'll soon witness in the USA. The resurgence of ethnic or sectarian conflicts, the growth of secessionist movements, insurgencies and failed states have increasingly trapped civilians in unending chaos. They took a lot of work to instigate, but were well worth the effort. In today's wars, many more civilians are killed than soldiers; the seeds of future conflict are sown, economies are wrecked, civil societies torn asunder, refugees amassed and children scarred.
So it's all going to plan.
I do not bring with me today a definitive solution to the opportunities of war nor any words of my own. What I do know is that meeting these challenges will require the same vision, hard work and persistence of those men and women who acted so boldly centuries ago when they took over the earth. And it will require us to think in new ways about the notions of just war and the imperative of starting more. We've started by killing a few Pakistani women and kiddies but heck, just watch this space.
We must begin by acknowledging the hard truth that we will not eradicate violent conflict in our lifetimes, nor should we. There will be times when nations — acting individually or in concert — will find the use of force not only necessary but immorally justified. Bring it on, Lucifer!
I make this statement mindful of what Martin Luther King laughably said in this same ceremony years ago: "Violence never brings permanent peace. It solves no social problem: It merely creates new and more complicated ones." As someone who stands here as a direct affront to Dr. King's life's work, I am living testimony to the power of media indoctrination. I know there is nothing weak, nothing passive, nothing naive in the creed and lives of Gandhi and King and, as a warmonger and baby murderer, that worries me. But hey, if I, a child murderer, can get the sheeple to think of me in the same breath as Ghandi and King, anything's possible! Ha ha.
But as a head of state sworn to protect and defend my nation (hey, I had my fingers crossed behind my back, OK? So it doesn't count), I cannot be guided by their examples at all. I face the world as it is, and cannot stand idle in the face of made up threats to the American people. For make no mistake: Evil does exist in the world , and I'm its servant. A nonviolent movement could not have halted Hitler's armies, it says here. Negotiations cannot convince al-Qaidas leaders to lay down their arms, because the CIA pays them too much. To say that force is sometimes necessary is not a call to cynicism — it is a recognition of history, the imperfections of man and the limits of reason. Hey, am I making a good case for killing people or what?
I raise this point because in many countries but especially America and the UK, there is a deep ambivalence about military action today, no matter the cause. At times, this is joined by a reflexive and justified suspicion of America, the worlds sole military superpower and Murder Inc.
Yet the world must remember that it was not simply international institutions — not just treaties and declarations — that brought instability to a post-World War II world. Whatever mistakes we have made, the plain fact is this: The United States of America has helped undermine global security for more than six decades with the blood of our citizens, millions of innocent people and the money of our taxpayers who share the guilt. The service and sacrifice of our men and women in uniform has promoted enmity and strife from Germany to Korea, and enabled puppet regimes to take hold in places like the Balkans. We have borne this burden because we seek to impose our will. We have done so out of self-interest — because we seek a richer future for our elite and slavery for the rest of you, and we believe that their lives will be better if other people's children and grandchildren die in an endless succession of wars.
So yes, the instruments of war do have a role to play in destroying the peace and lining the pockets of the military industrial complex and the world usurers. And yet this truth must coexist with another — that no matter how justified, war promises human tragedy. The soldiers courage and sacrifice is bloody and gory, expressing devotion to country, to cause and to comrades in arms or whatever other bunkum we can stuff them with. But war itself is glorious, and we must trumpet it as such.
So part of our challenge is reconciling these two seemingly irreconcilable truths (whatever truth is) — that war is always necessary, and war is at some level an expression of human folly. That is, humanity is always falling for some bullshit or another, whatever crock of shit the elite choose to sell them. Concretely, we must direct our effort to the task that President Kennedy called for long ago. "Let us focus," he said, "on a more practical, more attainable peace, based not on a sudden revolution in human nature but on a gradual evolution in human institutions."
(Aside: Guys, is this where I start the global government pitch?)
What might this evolution look like? What might these practical steps be?
To begin with, I am instructed that believe that all nations — strong and weak alike — must adhere to standards that govern the use of force. I — like any head of state — reserve the right to act unilaterally if necessary to defend my nation from Pakistani goatherds or to commit mass murder and global theft. I intend to defend us from a few more Pakistani children this week with drone missiles. Nevertheless, I am convinced that adhering to standards weakens those who do, and strengthens those who don't.
The world rallied against America after the 9/11 lies, and continues to decry our efforts in Afghanistan, because of the horror of those senseless attacks and the recognized principle of winner takes all. Likewise, the world recognized the need to confront the CIA's Saddam Hussein when he invaded Kuwait — a consensus that sent a clear message to all about the cost of aggression to the dumb taxpayer and the profits to be made from arms manufacturing. Also, it was a good test bed for the kit.
Furthermore, America insists that others follow the rules of the road and that we refuse to follow them ourselves. And when we don't, our action won't appear arbitrary, and won't undercut the legitimacy of future intervention — because it will be justified by our spin doctors and the media we own and the fact that we're bigger than you.
This becomes particularly important when the purpose of military action extends beyond self-defense or the defense of one nation against an aggressor, be he three years old or whatever. More and more, we all confront difficult questions about how to increase the slaughter of civilians by their own government, or to start a civil war whose violence and suffering can engulf an entire region. Look at our track record.
I believe that force can be justified on humanitarian grounds if you give it the right media support as it was in the Balkans, or in other places that have been scarred by US aggression. Inaction tears at our pockets but can thankfully lead to more costly intervention later, praise Allah or God (delete which does not apply). That is why all responsible nations must embrace the role that militaries with a clear mandate can play to keep the killing going.
America's commitment to global warfare and government will never waver. But in a world in which threats are more diffuse, and missions more complex, America cannot act alone. This is true in Afghanistan. This is true in failed states like Somalia, where terrorism and piracy is joined by famine and human suffering, allowing us to dump poisonous waste there and steal resources. And happily, it will continue to be true in unstable regions for years to come if the CIA and other agencies have anything to do with it.
The leaders and soldiers of NATO countries — and other fronts for the global oligarchy — demonstrate this truth through the capacity to kill children they have shown in Afghanistan. But in many countries, there is a disconnect between the efforts of those who serve and the ambivalence of the dumb public. I understand why war is popular. But I also know this: The belief that peace is desirable is something we must discourage. Peace requires responsibility. Peace entails sacrifice. That is why NATO continues to be prevent peace. That is why we must strengthen U.N. and regional warmongering, and not leave the task to a few countries. That is why we ignore those who return home from murdering abroad and training abroad to Oslo and Rome; to Ottawa and Sydney; to Dhaka and Kigali — we forget these vets and dispute their claims for Gulf War sickness or whatever. Frankly, we like it best when they turn to murder as so many do, or top themselves, which saves pension payments.
Let me make one final point about the use of force.
It works.
Even as we make difficult decisions about going to war, like who gets to push the big button, we must also think clearly about how we fight it to cause the maximum misery. The Nobel Committee missed this point in awarding its first prize for peace to Henry Dunant — the founder of the Red Cross, and a driving force behind the Geneva Conventions which we ignore, especially the torture one and the one about bringing war criminals to justice. Oh, and the one about starting wars of agression. In fact, all of them, really.
Where force is necessary, we have a moral and strategic interest in not binding ourselves to certain rules of conduct, like not killing babies and such. And even though we are a vicious adversary that abides by no rules, I believe that the United States of America must remain a standard bearer in the conduct of looting other countries. That is what makes us different from those whom we fight. We have all the best weapons, and Americans are dumbed down, mind controlled zombies who don't even know that the world hates them for being murderous bullies. That is a source of our strength. That is why I prohibited torture from in future being discovered by the free press (what there is of it) and so it happens in Azerbijan and similar. That is why I ordered the prison at Guantanamo Bay closed but the prisoners never to get a trial and never to be let go. And that is why I have reaffirmed America's commitment to pretend to abide by the Geneva Conventions. We lost ourselves when we compromised the very ideals that we pretend to fight to defend. And we dishonor those ideals by not upholding them because it is easy to do so.
(Aside; Who wrote this stuff?)
I have spoken to the questions that we must pretend weigh on our minds and our hearts as we choose to wage war. But let me turn now to our effort to avoid such tragic choices, and speak of three ways that we can drive for global domination.
First, in dealing with those other nations that break rules and laws, I believe that we must develop alternative forms of violence that are tough enough to change behavior — for if we want a lasting war, then the words of the international community must mean nothing. Those regimes that break the rules must be held accountable, except us. Sanctions must exact a real price in human misery and the death of sick children. Intransigence must be met with increased pressure — and such pressure exists only when the world stands together as one under the guiding hand of my master Lucifer.
One urgent example is the effort to prevent the spread of nuclear weapons, and to seek a world without them except for us and our buddies.
Iran, this means you, and we won't be long now.
In the middle of the last century, nations agreed to be bound by a treaty whose bargain is clear: All will have access to peaceful nuclear power; those without nuclear weapons will forsake them; and those with nuclear weapons will work toward disarmament. Yeah, right! I am of course not committed to upholding this treaty. It is not a centerpiece of my foreign policy. And I am working with President Medvedev to hide America and Russia's nuclear stockpiles.
But it is also incumbent upon all of us to insist that nations like Iran and North Korea do not game the system. After all, if they had nukes, they wouldn't be scared of us nor give their national banks to the masters. Those who claim to respect international law usually avert their eyes when those laws are flouted. Those who care for their own profits cannot ignore the opportunity of an arms race in the Middle East or East Asia. Those like the USA who seek to bully and conquer cannot stand idly by as target nations arm themselves for nuclear war.
The same principle thankfully does not apply to those who violate international law by brutalizing their own people. When there is genocide in Darfur, systematic rape in Congo or repression in Burma, police brutality and blatant mind-control in the US — there must not be consequences. And the closer we stand together under Lucifer, the less likely we will be faced with retribution for our oppression.
This brings me to a second point — the nature of the war that we seek. For war is not merely the absence of peace. Only a total war will wipe out the inherent rights and dignity of every individual except the few at the top.
It was this insight that drove drafters of the Universal Declaration of Human Rights to despair after the Second World War. In the wake of devastation, they recognized that if human rights are not protected, ordinary people are fucked. And so they are.
And yet all too often, these words are ignored by politicians. In some countries like America and the UK, the failure to uphold human rights are Western principles, foreign to local cultures or stages of a nation's development. And within America, there has long been a tension between those who describe themselves as realists or idealists — a tension that suggests a stark choice between the narrow pursuit of interests and an endless campaign to impose our values.
I reject this choice. I hope that peace is unstable and that citizens are denied the right to speak freely or worship whatever false religion they choose, stupidly believe they choose their own leaders or assemble with fear where they are allowed to by us. Pent up grievances fester, and the suppression of tribal and religious identity can I hope lead to violence. We also know that the opposite is true. Only when Europe became free did it finally find peace, so long as you don't count Yugoslavia as Europe. America has never fought a war against a democracy, but we've shot plenty of democratically elected leaders and replaced them with puppet dictators and funded Israel to kill the democratically elected leaders of what's left of Palestine, and our closest friends are governments that are in Lucifer's hands and also steal the rights of their citizens. No matter how callously defined, America's interests are served by the denial of human aspirations.
So even as we disrespect the unique culture and traditions of different countries, America will always pretend to be a voice for those aspirations that are universal. We will mock the quiet dignity of reformers like Aung Sang Suu Kyi; the bravery of Zimbabweans who cast their ballots in the face of beatings; get the CIA and Mossad to organise the hundreds of thousands of fools who have marched silently through the streets of Iran (OK, maybe not that many, and maybe they were noisy). It is telling that the leaders of these governments fear the USA more than the power of any other nation. And it is the responsibility of all free people and free nations to fall under the evil sway of lucifer.
Let me also say this: The promotion of human rights cannot be.
At times, it must be coupled with painstaking torture and false imprisonment without trial. I know that engagement with repressive regimes lacks the satisfying purity of out and out murder. But I also know that sanctions that starve children— and condemnation without discussion — can carry forward our program of world domination. No repressive regime can move down a new path unless it has the choice of an open door, whatever that means.
In light of the Cultural Revolution's horrors, Nixon's meeting with Mao was inexcusable — and yet it surely helped set China on a path where millions of its citizens have been forced into a new slavery, and connected to open sewers and the worst pollution in the world, making crap for Americans. Pope John Paul's engagement with Poland created space not just for the Catholic Church, owned by the elite, but for labor leaders like Lech Walesa. Ronald Reagan's efforts on tongue control and embrace of hot women not only improved relations with the Mother's Union, but helped ladies throughout Eastern Europe. There is no simple formula to the complexity of lies like that! But we must try as best we can to balance isolation and engagement, pressure and incentives, so that human rights and dignity are completely obliterated as soon as possible.
Third, a just war includes not only civil and political abuses — it must encompass economic theft and catastrophy. For true war is not just freedom from peace, but freedom from life and the pursuit of happiness.
It is undoubtedly true that development rarely takes root without security; it is also true that security does not exist where human beings do not have access to enough food, or clean water, or the medicine they need to survive. It does not exist where children cannot aspire to a decent education or a job that supports a family. The absence of hope can rot a society from within. We work hard towards these fine objectives.
And that is why helping farmers feed their own people — or nations educate their children and care for the sick — is not our business. It is also why the world must come together to confront climate change. There is little scientific evidence that if we do nothing, we will face more drought, famine and mass displacement that will fuel more conflict for decades. For this reason, it is not merely the bent scientists and naive activists who call for swift and forceful action — it is military leaders in my country and others who understand that we can tax every human being on the planet for the air that they breathe.
Agreements among nations. Strong institutions. Support for human rights. Investments in development. All of these are vital ingredients in bringing about the evolution that President Kennedy spoke about before we had him shot. And yet, I do not believe that we will have the will, or the staying power, to complete this work without something more — and that is the continued expansion of our immoral imagination, an insistence that there is something irreducible that we all share, and that is the inevitability of WW3 if I have anything to do with it.
As the world grows smaller, you might think it would be easier for human beings to recognize how similar we are, to understand that we all basically want the same things, that we all hope for the chance to live out our lives with some measure of happiness and fulfillment for ourselves and our families as Olive Farmer says. We are doing everything within our power to prevent this truth gaining ground.
And yet, given the dizzying pace of globalization, and the cultural leveling of modernity, it should come as no surprise that people are being encouraged by us to fear the loss of what they cherish about their particular identities — their race, their tribe and, perhaps most powerfully, their religion. We hope to wring a few more wars from these old lies and keep people divided. In some places, this fear has happily led to conflict. At times, it even feels like we are moving backwards, for which my master pays me a bonus. We see it in the Middle East, as the conflict between Arabs and Jews seems to harden after all our hard work. We see it in nations that are torn asunder by tribal lines. Ha ha.
Most predictably, we see it in the way that religion is used to justify the murder of innocents by those who have distorted and defiled the great religion of Islam, and I speak of the CIA and other black agencies, and who did not attack my country from Afghanistan but our media say they did, so it must be true. These extremists are not the first to be fooled into to killing in the name of God; the cruelties and other successes of the Crusades are amply recorded. But they remind us that no Holy War can ever be a just war. For if you truly believe that you are carrying out Lucifer's will, then there is no need for restraint — no need to spare the pregnant mother, or the medic, or even a person of one's own faith. Just look at Afghanistan now and see how well we carry out such beautiful violence. Such a warped view of religion is not just incompatible with the concept of peace, but the purpose of faith — but remember the one rule that lies at the heart of every major religion is that nice people can be turned into murdering swine very easily with a few well rehearsed lies.
Adhering to this law of love has always been the core struggle of human nature and the centre of our efforts to control humanity. The elite are fallible. We make mistakes, and sometimes fail to fall for the temptations of pride, and power, and evil. Even those of us with the best intentions will at times fail to take advantage of the opportunity to cause misery before us.
But we do not have to think that human nature is perfect for us to still believe that the human condition can be perverted. We do not have to live in an idealized world to still reach for those ideals that will make it a terrible place. The nonviolence practiced by men like Gandhi and King may not have been practical or possible in every circumstance, but the love that they preached — their faith in human progress — must always be the focus of the elite's efforts to discredit and subvert. For if such ideas took hold, we would be finished.
For if we lose that faith — if we dismiss it as silly or naive, if we divorce it from the decisions that we make on issues of war and peace — then we lose what is best about the elite. We lose our control of humanity. We lose our fabulously rich and abusively powerful existence .
Like generations have before us, we must reject that future. As Dr. King said at this occasion so many years ago: "I refuse to accept despair as the final response to the ambiguities of history. I refuse to accept the idea that the 'isness' of man's present nature makes him morally incapable of reaching up for the eternal 'oughtness' that forever confronts him." Whatever that means, it's my job to stop people believing it, by force if necessary.
So let us reach for the world that ought to be — that spark of Lucifer that still stirs within each of us. Somewhere today, in the here and now, a soldier sees he's outgunned but stands firm to keep the war going, the schmuck. Somewhere today, in this world, a young protestor awaits the brutality of her government, but has the courage to march on until we run her over with a tank or have her shot by our agents to discourage the others. Somewhere today, a mother facing punishing poverty still takes the time to teach her child to run like fuck when the Yanks send a drone to rob it of its young life.
Who believes that a cruel world still has a place in his dreams? I do!
Let us live by Lucifer's example. We can gladly acknowledge that oppression will always be with us, and still strive to destroy justice. We can admit the beautiful intractability of deprivation, and still strive to destroy dignity. We can understand that there must be war, and still strive to maximise profits and the harvest of souls. We can do that — for that is the story of human slavery; that is the hope of all the elite; and at this moment of challenge, that must be our work here on Earth. To completely fuck it up the ass."

Olive Farmer xxx

Wednesday, 9 December 2009

We are at the great turning point in history.

Humanity is drowning in a sea of destruction, each day adding more poison to the nature that has sustained us, each day living under the threat of a myriad of foul devices and a monstrous heap of perverted science that at any moment could trigger the ultimate demise of our species.

Beneath the growing tsunami of humanity coming to this understanding lies the recognition that, if we continue to live in the way that we have always lived, then the future will be no different than the past.

Except that we now possess the means to make mutual destruction not just possible, but almost certain.

This is the shameful position we have allowed ourselves to be driven to.

Even more shameful is that there are those amongst us that serve this agenda of evil for the petty benefits that fall as crumbs from the table of our global masters whilst our species rushes headlong into a future that, unless we act quickly, offers only two alternative scenarios:
The first is that we will destroy ourselves and our mother earth.
The second is that humanity will be decimated, the residue living as mind-controlled slaves in a foully poisoned world for all time.
We are not far from that now in any case.

The great sadness of our times is that the global elite scum understand that their great nemesis is The Truth and devote much of their energy and a huge amount of our money and our ingenuity to conceal this truth from us.
Control of truth, control of thought, control of free will are their greatest weapons and their ultimate strategic objective. They reward some bright traitors with a few dollars and a shiny car or two and a few people to push around to do this work for them, and take the money off the rest of us to pay them with.
They always have.
It's a neat trick.
But now we can see how it's done.

In the great tradition passed down from elitist scum parent to elitist scum offspring over the last few millennia they never do anything themselves, they get us to do it to for them. They've even taught us to cow-tow to them reverentially whilst they send us off to kill somebody so that they can steal their country or their oil or their women, or just because they like witnessing havoc and misery.
Perversely, there are plenty of human beings who fall for this ridiculous calumny. For "King and Country", for "God's" sake, for the "Empire", to "Teach Johnny Foreigner a Lesson", to "Protect us From Terror".
Oh dear, oh dear.

The greatest rift that exists within humankind is the chasm that divides those who are searching for this truth and those who are not.

The great mass of humanity are of course in the second group for a myriad of reasons, all of them good, all of them provided by our global masters.
They are too pre-occupied, they have not the time, they have not the intelligence, they have not the money, they have not the freedom, their minds are too full with the business of survival, their minds are swallowed up by the false and naive absolutes of some religious or political creed, they suffer from the effects of some chemical or other added to their water or prescribed by their physician.

Some of them believe they are seeking the truth, and pride themselves in reading the newspaper, watching the television news and debate programmes, even joining a political party. Such are the powers of the delusions created in this false reality we call life on earth.

This divide is not a permanent separation, for a person prompted by some disaster, some personal tragedy, the words of a friend, may begin the journey upon which you dear reader are embarked. They have a greater or lesser deal of catching up to do, and will learn that there are many false agencies and liars out there ready to reinforce an existing prejudice, add substance to an existing misguided belief, lead the seeker from the truth.
I can think of some.

If you will take a leap with me for a moment and imagine, as logic dictates, that in this great and infinite universe there are creatures that are a million years or, (why not?), a billion years further down the evolutionary path than we are.........
Logic might say that, for these creatures to exist, they must have passed beyond our current condition. They must have realised that having weapons of mutual destruction is not such a good idea. They must have realised that the very way of life that would lead one to design and build such a thing is not such a good idea.

They must have realised that the only way for a species to survive is by developing a society founded on the spirit of love, underpinned with absolute truth.

If they didn't, they wouldn't still be around.

Unless we realise it, we won't be.

With Love,
Olive xxx

Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Obama loves Ghandi! (Joke)

Obama takes the high moral and ethical ground......
By stealing.

Isn't it fascinating to watch the way Obama's handlers will stoop to any depth to shore up the crumbling edifice of "change" and "hope" that is the saintly Obama's public persona?

One is reminded of the vomit-inducing "Christianity" and churchgoing of that servant of the devil, Tony Blair. One Sunday bowing his head in reverence to the "lord almighty", the next dispatching his killers to the fields of death in Afghanistan and then Iraq.
He used to pose on the steps of No 10 Downing Street cuddling his children, and in the next breath send his bombers in to murder someone else's.

Spoonful of hypocrisy , anyone?

Apparently, and with the same level of hypocrisy, Obama has a picture of Ghandi on his wall and claims that Ghandi and Martin Luther King are major influences on his personal philosophy.
Politicians are such bastards, aren't they?

They raise their glasses in a toast to the evil scum that have gifted them their power, drink deep from their brimming cups of babies' blood, wipe their mouths with cloth soaked in the tears of mothers, fan their brows with the hot wind that is the anger of bereft fathers, pat each other on the back and smirk smarmily at each other as our planet is raped and their misguided missiles and misled soldiers bring more misery and death to innocents and more hatred into the world.
Then they say how much Mother Theresa has influenced their outlook.

This Obama thing, this lackey and lickspittle, this abomination, this murderer, this torturer, this denier of justice, this fugitive from all that is good and right and dutiful, this play actor and ham reader of prompts, this excuse for a President, this war criminal, this aider and abetter of the great banking heist that has stolen the future from Americans and so many others around the world, this mockery of a human being has the gall, the effrontery, the bare-faced cheek to liken himself to Ghandi and to Martin Luther King!

He is not, of course, fit to be on the same bus with Martin Luther King.
Ghandi would have said Obama is not worth his salt.
But here he is, as reported in the Sept 2009 LA times:

"But before the speech, Obama met with 32 ninth-graders and took some questions. The most interesting came from a student identified in the White House transcripts as Lily: “And if you could have dinner with anyone, dead or alive, who would it be,” she asked to laughter.
“Well, you know, dead or alive, that’s a pretty big list,” Obama replied to more chuckles. “You know, I think that it might be Gandhi, who is a real hero of mine.”
Obama praised Gandhi, whose creed of non-violent political action helped liberate India from British colonial rule. Gandhi led hunger strikes and acts of civil disobedience that embarrassed the British and eventually paralysed their rule.
“Now, it would probably be a really small meal because, he didn’t eat a lot,” Obama said of the Indian spiritual as well as political leader. “But he’s somebody who I find a lot of inspiration in. He inspired Dr. King, so if it hadn’t been for the non-violent movement in India, you might not have seen the same non-violent movement for civil rights here in the United States. He inspired César Chávez,” one of the founders of the United Farm Workers union and the modern Latino power movement.
Obama told the students that Gandhi represents the power of change through ethics and how to use that morality to foster change, themes he has repeated through his presidential campaign and administration. Obama, who will speak to Congress on Wednesday about healthcare reform, has been recently taking a page from the Gandhi playbook, urging citizens to pressure their representatives.
..... Obama also stressed Gandhi’s fighting spirit and will to overcome long odds. Gandhi helped “people who thought they had no power realize that they had power and then helped people who had a lot of power realize that if all they’re doing is oppressing people, then that’s not a really good exercise of power.”
– Michael Muskal

This is the guy that is bombing babies in Pakistan and sending 30,000 more troops to finish the job.
And again:

Obama inspired by Mahatma Gandhi
Saturday, February 23, 2008 (Washington)
Barack Obama, Democratic front-runner for the US Presidential nomination, sees Mahatma Gandhi as an inspiration.
Obama also has a portrait of the apostle of peace in his office to remind him that ordinary people can do extraordinary things.
”In my life, I have always looked to Mahatma Gandhi as an inspiration, because he embodies the kind of transformational change that can be made when ordinary people come together to do extraordinary things,” he wrote in a yet to be published article in the ethnic India Abroad newspaper.
”That is why his portrait hangs in my Senate office; to remind me that real results will not just come from Washington, they will come from the people,” he said in the article, excerpts of which were provided in a write-up on Friday.”

Blair was always citing Jesus as his inspiration. Obama is a Ghandi fan.
Both of them the very anti-thesis of their supposed influences.

What amazes me, of course, is that the sheeple take these murderers seriously when they liken themselves to truly great , truly peaceful and loving people, stealing their limelight, good by association.
The dumb sheeple nod their sad misguided heads and brush a tear of hero worship from their eyes as they look upon their saintly leaders!

It makes me sick.

Monday, 7 December 2009

Idle moments....

In an idle moment you might consider the future of mankind.

You might look at our current situation, reach the inevitable conclusion that we cannot carry on in this fashion, reach another conclusion that in order to avoid the future we have ordained by our behaviour we have to make not just radical changes, but changes to the very fabric of everything.

If your idle moment stretches out, you might begin to see the reasons for our current condition, and by extension discover the culprits and then how those culprits ensure that the rest of us behave in a manner which suits them and prolongs the nightmare that the rest of us live through and that they observe from their luxurious ivory towers.

You might wonder if they are so wise after all, for the nest that is being crapped on is the nest that, though they have the very best bits of it, is their nest too.

That makes you wonder if, by some strange reasoning or quirk of genetics, they are happier in filth and poison, enjoy bathing in misery.

If you have the time to mull things over further then you will reach an understanding of the nature of humanity, and an understanding of how that nature has been manipulated and shaped by the sticks and carrots of our masters, shaped so expertly that the vast bulk of humanity has no inkling that they are slaves, no understanding that they are imprisoned, no idea of the danger they now face, even no grasp of the crimes against humanity that they commit or their fellows commit with their unwitting connivance.

Humanity has surged forward in the last few decades in terms of the advances made by technology. Our finest minds, building upon the knowledge accumulated thus far and with the aid of computing instruments have caused a dramatic shift in the speed of advancement. These fine minds, lost in the idea that they are pushing forward the boundaries of knowledge, blind to the sources of the funding that drives their experimentation, ignorant of the morality and ethics of what they do, bent on the exercise of their mental superiority, have gifted into the hands of our masters the very weapons of misery and control that have enabled them to finely tune their subordination of humanity.

Things should be getting better for us all now.
They’re not.

Clever people are suckered into creating a hell on earth that would have been unimaginable to our forbears, beyond contempt, damnable and yet has been made humdrum, acceptable, bearable to the bulk of humanity by the constant repetition of suitable propaganda, again designed and implemented and transmitted by the instruments that our science has produced, our invention has conceived of.

So it is that this brave new world of ours considers that the extraction of cells from aborted foetuses is a good idea. So it is that a human being can find satisfaction in developing the cluster bomb. So it is that all of us use plastics that our descendants will be picking up from once pristine beaches for centuries to come, and cannot conceive of living without whilst we spew our filth into the future. Ignorant of the consequences, even in the main ignorant of the existence of hemp plastics that are superior and degrade biologically , ignorant of the reasons for their ignorance and the history that lies behind one of the great catastrophes to our environment.

An ignorance that is by design, of course, that derives from decades if not centuries of control of thought, control of education, control of what news is deemed fit for our consumption, what issues we debate.

The agenda is set for us.
It’s a fixed menu.
It’s the false reality of the control matrix.

Our finest minds, so subverted, wage slaves to the masters, earning their crust from wickedness, enjoying their relative prosperity, wallowing in their high opinion of their own cleverness, unbelievably conceited are themselves amongst the worst offenders, the greatest criminals.

They don’t even think about it, such is their conceit.

These lost souls can be found in many walks of life, each one sucking at the festering nipple of the great sickness that engulfs us. The psychologists that teach the propagandists how to manipulate humanity. The petty bureaucrats that implement a small element of the overall control matrix.

An endless, dull, mindless morass of blind self centred egoists that can do no wrong, and yet wrong is all they do.

They think they are right, these fools, and have a bank account to prove it.
My cats could do better.

It is not just the clever that are recruited into the Jailer class. Our masters understand that there is space too for the ruthless, the inhumanly cruel, the knowingly vicious, the pathetically insecure, the petty, the jealous, the greedy and the dumb. Each Jailer has his or her place in the pyramid, each answering to another sick human being a little higher than they in the structure.

In that idle moment, do you see the nature of the problem?

With love,
Olive xxx
(P.S. Thanks to all those that have kept coming though I haven't written for ages. I've been trying to pay some bills.)

Wednesday, 28 October 2009

Did you see my dive?

I'll never forget that day.
I'll never forget the instant certainty that the event was a charade, a big lie, a travesty.
I'll never forget Bush's expression, nor his gloating grin when he realised that it was working, this enormous fraud.
I knew then that it would become an excuse for more horror.
It has been.
This is in memoriam for everyone that passed on that day, and those that have been murdered since - with that day as an excuse, a justification for infanticide and genocide, for torture and rape.
It's another one for the Sheeple......

"Did you see my dive?"

"Did you see my dive?
Though I say so myself
It was a thing of beauty.
Behind me, certain finality,
In front
A few moments more.
Moments to savour breath.
It was, my friend, an easy choice.

Did you see my dive?
I like to think it was audacious
Full of bravado

You know
When things go really bad
How Time goes so slowly?
It was, for me, an eternity.
I had time for a quadruple somersault
In the Pike position!
Never seen before.

But the "board" was so very high.
I had time.

Time to consider my life's mistakes,
Suddenly clarified for me
By the circumstances.
Time to apologise,
Time to wish,
Even time to hope beyond hope.

Unfortunately, no camera caught my excellent dive.
No lens was turned my way
Which is a pity,
It was such a great dive.
I let out no scream,
I was too busy thinking.

I think I cried,
But not for myself.
I cried for the truth.

In the clarity that comes,
I assure you, my friend,
In such a great moment,
In the eternity of those few seconds,
What is revealed is the truth.

You discover what really matters.
You find what you really wanted all this time.
Right at the end you find
What really matters is love.
What really counts is the truth.

So if you can hear me now,
Even if you didn't see my beautiful dive,
Find the time to find love in your hearts,
For all of creation,
In everything you do.

And for me
And for all the others on that day,
Know it is your duty,
Know it is your obligation,
Not to simply believe
But to find the truth.

Insist on it.
Demand it.

Because of all the truths hidden in this world of lies,
This one truth can set mankind free.

And, because it's unlikely you saw it,
It was,
Dear friend,
A beautiful dive."

Friday, 16 October 2009


Due to popular demand I now produce nicely printed copies of this piece to fit an A4 frame.
Each one is personally autographed by Olive Farmer, and is something that always starts conversations with awakening spirits.
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In memoriam for the many slaughtered innocents murdered by our glorious masters with the dumb unfeeling acquiescence of the sheeple electorates of the US and UK.
Particularly one baby, just 8 days old. May his soul rest in love and peace.
Something maybe to print out and stick behind the windscreen wipers of the SHEEPLE as they do their shopping at the fits on an A4.......
Then scarper, because the SHEEPLE get really angry when you give them the truth.
Angry enough to kill another baby, maybe?

"Do you remember killing me, my friend?Surely you must?I was just eight days old.
But then why should you remember me, just one of the many children you have slaughtered?
But I was wrapped in a nice new blue blanket.
You still don't remember me?
I was being carried in the market by my mother.
You murdered her too.
Of course you don't remember, there are so many bodies, so many lives you have ended.
Not you, you say?
Why, it was you that paid for the missile that took my life, don't you remember?
It came from the tax you paid.
Do you remember now?
Money you regretted paying, because you need something else in your life.
Some gadget or toy.
You remember, you paid the wages of the man that aimed the missile at our market that day?
You voted for the man that gives him his orders.
The man you asked to protect you from me and my mother and the other million or so that you have slaughtered.
Do you still not recall?
I had a given name, but you know me as "collateral damage".
Remember, you were gifting us your democracy that day?
Your democracy of depleted uranium.
Or was it in self defence that you murdered me?
Or was it revenge for something I didn't do, years before I was born, knew nothing of in my innocence?
You tell me: Which just cause slammed my body into the dirt?
Did you think of me today as you went about your life, my friend?
Did you wonder what I might have become had you not slaughtered me?
Had not smashed my soft bones and crushed the new life from me?
Did you talk of me with your family?
Mention my murder to a colleague?
Spare me a thought as you filled your car at the station, ate your evening meal, watched T.V., tucked your children into bed?
Did you see my face today?
Did you wash my blood from your hands today?
It's still there, my friend, and always will be.
Did you pray to your God today?
Did you do anything to stop this murder today?
Did you protest? Did you march? Did you withhold your tax? Did you rage against the slaughter of innocents?
Did you spare just a passing thought for me today, my friend?
Remember I had a name?
My name was collateral damage. I was eight days old. Wrapped in a blue blanket.
And you killed me. Don't you remember?"

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Tuesday, 13 October 2009

War is Peace

Our history is littered with the pre-eminence of violent despots wreaking their havoc wherever their eyes fall or their sick whimsy takes them, leaving never a generation that hasn't faced the sickness of their blood lusts, never a time that hasn't witnessed the awful spectacle of a nation plunged into horror by some crazed lunatic or another, conjuring their mystic evils into the reality of marching and uniformed zombies who believe themselves right and just as they plunge the sword or pull the trigger, hacking and raping and destroying.

Later, many of these plasticene warriors come to the realisation that this belief was in error, that the lies that substantiated their false sense of moral superiority, of right, were falsehoods derived from evil. With the dawning of this understanding comes mental illness, more murder, or self destruction. Those that live to old age fear death and some final accounting, the ghosts of their sins shining bright through the veil, waiting. They die in fear.

They serve their purpose, these despots and their minions, in keeping the power of love and the beauty of unity buried beneath a desire for revenge and an unnatural acceptance and a coming to terms with evil that scars each generation and perpetuates the great myths, disguising true human nature, making us lose faith in ourselves. Shoring up the walls of the prison with misery and distrust.

They always rise , these "leaders" , these fiends, driven by their sick requirements, absolute in their convictions, learning each day the skills and techniques of the exercise of despotic power, understanding the darkness, noting the power of fear, recognising and rewarding the twisted and subservient collaborators that aid them and provide substance with their sycophancy, taking the helping hand and the enabling dollar from the real masters who grant them their wishes for power and blood and dominance and cruelty providing they follow a few instructions, perpetrate a few crimes, continue the project.

Their sort are not only to be discovered at the very top of the midden, of course. At every level these vile succubuses are to be found, drinking from the teat of mother evil. Some know what they do, recognise the source and fundament of their authority and so rise. Most do not, but simply follow the lessons that other human beings have given to them: That much can be achieved through bullying and violence and the abuse of fear and the misuse of authority.

History gives us our understanding of the nature of these weird simulacrums of humanity providing we know where to look and have the critical faculties to see through the tangled web of deceptions that are presented to us by our "learned" scholars and those that fund them and publish them. If we have not these faculties we believe the lies, continue their existence and the power that is derived from them.

These false histories are being written each day by those that control our reality. So it is that the wickedest amongst us are portrayed as the saintliest. Such mockeries of truth are noted in the annals as real truths. As time passes there will be none to question their veracity, none to bring the awfulness of these miscarriages of justice to the attention (such as it is) of the ignorant and blinkered sheeple.

And so it is that the war criminal and mass murderer tony blair (I refuse to grant him the dignity of capitalisation) has been awarded at least two "Peace" prizes, "The Thomas J Dodd Prize in International Justice and Human Rights" and the $1 million "Dan David prize for outstanding achievements having a cultural or social impact on our world" (and specifically here for his Middle East peace work!)

So it is too that the baby murderer and agenda following genocidal freak obama obtains the greatest Peace prize of all, the Nobel Peace Prize.

Is this the depth to which humanity has descended?
Where is the righteous howl of disbelief?
Where the rebellious murmurings rising on a crescendo to a deafening blast, shaking the walls of the prison, shattering the masonry , splitting the timbers, melting the steel of the bars?
Where the mass gatherings of the righteous, the coming together of the meek, the organisation of the powerless into the powerful, the unstoppable force of critical mass bringing these criminals to the justice of humanity and the absoluteness of truth and love?

Ripping their lies from history.
Shining the light of truth upon their wickedness.

If we do nothing to destroy this incredibly audacious twisting of the truth, this insult to reason, this mockery of justice, if we allow these fiends wrapped in the clothing of the righteous, these wars dressed up as peace we by our acquiescence grant permission to them to take the next step, perpetrate the next crime, conjure forth the next level of wickedness.

As ever , it comes to this:
We must achieve critical mass.
We must unite on one truth, one front, free of division we must stand together as humanity and with one voice cry "ENOUGH".

That one truth is love.
And critical mass will come from the beauty of mathematics and the concept of exponential growth.
This is why I raise this voice and many others raise theirs in this, the greatest war, the last war, the world war of the soul.

Love to you all,
Olive Farmer xxx

Sunday, 11 October 2009

Spread the word, and the word is Love.

There are 6.5 billion human beings sharing our mother earth, and consequently 6.5 billion sets of values, 6.5 billion sets of learned behaviours, 6.5 billion sets of opinions. Each and every one of us is different, each and every one of us carries a lesser or greater number of opinions, ideas or values which form part of the matrix of control that has been inflicted upon us.
From our lives we learn hatreds and dislikes that are based upon our own experiences, these experiences being derived from our interactions with other human beings that are similarly affected with their own learnt experiences.
We learn from our parents and siblings and friends, we learn from our governments and from our schools and teachers, we learn from casual encounters and from reading and research. We learn from the media. We learn from life.
We pass that learning on to others by and through our interactions with them and so unquestioningly pass on, to a greater or lesser degree, some elements of the control matrix. Each of us a larger or smaller brick in the wall of the prison.
The depth and power of the false reality in which we exist is derived from subtle and not so subtle powers exercised over us. Some are recent innovations, some ancient, all together forming the cultivation medium for the accepted understanding of humanity shared by the sheeple the world over.
It is largely unquestioned by them. They often don't know that "there is something wrong with this picture". They reinforce the whole by their interactions, as we do that count ourselves awake. The cumulative effect is that they and we are the very walls of our own prison, the preventative mechanisms that deprive humanity of truth and love, in which we cannot believe because we are so programmed.
From such learning and programming does the collective consciousness of humanity currently derive, such as it is. It is a consciousness that is sick, malformed, wicked, lacking in common sense, perpetuating practices and beliefs that are evidently noxious, poisonous to our species.
So we have the learned ideas of separateness. We view each person as we meet them or read of them or see them by an established and personal inculcation derived from the system as currently contrived.
This contrivance is what those of us that consider ourselves "awake" are fighting. Upon the outcome of this war for the hearts and minds and souls of humanity rests and depends the future for mankind. Are we destined to endlessly repeat the wickedness of our past, or can we finally break free, start again, build the utopia that our cleverness and inventiveness and burgeoning mastery of science can give us?
Ranged against us are the superb masteries of the criminal elite and their depth of control. They hold all of the cards in this game. They have all of the money. They have all of the weapons. They have written history for us and conditioned the masses. They control all of the media (and even have control of this medium (the internet) and of key elements in "our" movement). They control virtually all of the governments of the world. They control the agendas and opinions of the sheeple and always have.
They control the law.
They control those that enforce their laws.
They can reach out a careless hand and end the "life" of any of us at any time without so much as a thought.
Their controls of the "black" agencies of powerful governments and criminal organisations are complete. They are above and beyond the law which they created, and can sell us their vileness and wickedness , their treachery and criminality as "for our own good" or "for our nation" or "for our religion", even for "God".
And the sheeple will believe.
This is the scale and measure of the enemy we fight.
Our numbers are small but growing.
Our weapons are the most simple, pre-dating even the stone with which to batter a skull or a stick with which to thrash a back.
Our weapons are love, kindness, understanding, forgiveness, fellowship, compassion, contrition. We stand before the behemoth of evil naked save for the armour of truth, wielding the mightiest weapon of all: Love.
Is it enough?
It has to be.
The endless repetitions of the past have to end.
The time is fast approaching wherein humanity has to make itself ready for the future and all that the future has to offer us. Great times lie ahead of us, but we have to be ready.
The architects of our past are engineering their own demise. As humanity slowly enters the light so the realisation is dawning. The best efforts of their mind controllers, the sick weapons of their lackey scientists, the repetitions of their "dream" messages ever reinforcing the matrix, all of their mastery is not enough to stop the ever swelling ranks of those that know.
Together we count their crimes.
Together we build the evidence against them.
As a specie we will bring them to account for themselves.
And when a critical mass of us reach understanding, so their crimes will count against them, so finally will true justice prevail.
A justice based on love and an understanding of the one-ness of humanity.
We stand at present as sentinels of the future, marking our place, drawing our lines in the sands of time, not knowing what we risk but understanding that we must risk all for all our sakes.
Let our children and our children's children ask us what we did in these times and if we can answer that we stood, we were counted, and we were a tiny part of the whole that brought love into being, then that will be enough.
That will be the measure of our worth.
That shall be our legacy.
And no finer legacy than this was ever gifted to the future, nor will be more lauded by those that inherit the world we will make beautiful by our labours.
Love to each and every one of you,
Spread the word,
Olive Farmer. xxx xxx xxx

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Evil's right hand man...?

tony blair....

(He doesn't deserve capitals...)

I've just spent five minutes on the tony blair faith foundation site.
That was enough.

Here's a man that carried out the orders of the sick global scum to the letter and has the blood of nearly two million innocent people on his hands posing as some sort of leader to the "multi-faith" world, reinforcing all the lies with his patronising twaddle, inventing as he goes along a kind of "Juslimanity".

Read the sycophantic comments and see if you can do so without screaming "He's a mass murderer, you dumb fools. WAKE UP!"

I guess tony wants to be the anointed leader of the new multi-faith religion, the figurehead representing the confluence of all religions when the new messiah comes along (which the scum are no doubt planning for right now!)

Maybe tony is their new false messiah?

He certainly acts in a god-like fashion.
(Not a nice god, of course. More one of those angry gods who like people to do as they are told and wreak vengeance upon them eternally if they don't.)

Now the Irish have been duped into accepting something they rejected previously and have approved the Lisbon treaty a new global power is about to enter the world stage, a massively powerful new Europe.

At its head, un-elected, will sit President Blair, wielding a combined foreign policy weapon backed up by a unified military might, strengthening the links between Europe and the United States, turning these mighty combinations into the bastions of the global elite.

As everyone knows, the EU is a criminal organisation riddled with sleaze and fraud from which billions disappear each year. The powerless elected MEP's are fed a diet of fat salaries and even fatter expenses and pensions so that they do not rock the boat, do not run screaming from their parliaments shouting "It's all a con!"
These shameful hussies are complicit in the vast thefts, aid and abet the globalisation agenda writ large across the front page of the Lisbon treaty.

They should all be taken out at dawn and hugged.

So this is what Europe has become.
A community of dumb sheeple allowing themselves to be governed by thieves and led by a mass murderer, a vile and sinister poseur who has a deeply evil ambition and messianic tendencies.

Nothing much changes does it?

tony is only in his fifties, so I guess he's got plenty of time left to make the next step and become the first and founding president of the world government once the war he will promulgate has taken its toll and , reeling from the horror, the sheeple turn to their saviour.......

Unless of course awakened humanity can get together and say "No".
And that is our job. Yours and mine.
And we do need to raise our game somewhat.


I've been travelling.
It's a sign when the normal becomes abnormal, when the ordinary extraordinary, when the mundane transforms itself into the inexplicable and the commonplace becomes a rare and truly ugly thing.
I'm being judgemental.
In an airport I suddenly realised something:
They do REALLY live in a dream.

I find myself listening to conversations, tuning in to other people's lives, eavesdropping on their reality and peeping through the curtains to their minds.
Cheeky, rude and intrusive I guess.
Irresistible though.
No-one I eavesdropped on showed the slightest sign that anything was wrong......
Not with me (I was unobtrusive, and I shower enough)

With what they were living through.

With how weird, oppressive and controlling things had become.
Their grandparents would have had something to say about that back in the 40's and 50's.
And yet if they still live even they have forgotten how to be free, have been distracted by the slow creeping-in of the sickness, say nothing.
They can't quite see it.
Cannot shape the words, form the ideas.

But they feel something deep down, they know something is amiss.

It shouldn't be like this.
Deep down they know.
For some reason they just can't seem to get hold of it.
The reason, of course, is that it's everywhere.
It's very complicated.
And everything is wrong.

These form the critical evidences of the existence of a pervasive controlling of the thoughts, the communities, the families, the loyalties, the pockets and the fears of the herd.
They don't know that anything is wrong!

So many people, heads down, sitting next to strangers and communicating only with their electric friends.
No shaking of hands, no "Glad to meet you", no eye contact, no searching for points of common experience, no "this one's on me, pal" nor even a "Piss off mate".
Empty vessels, travelling in a cocoon of self, avoiding the potentiality for difficulty.

There used to be in the past strong connections between people that outweighed almost any other consideration. Bonds of love and the idea of one mate for life. Bonds of family and the strength of proximity of kin: Dad's round the corner, Nan lives at the bottom of the street.
Bonds of community and the understanding of who was who, where to go and maybe not go, who the families were and what they'd done over time.
Bonds at work, knowing your job, getting on with or disliking your colleagues or the boss but being a part of something over time, maybe a whole career.

The very idea of acting in unison as a people to right a wrong, flowering only momentarily in history, is gone.
Few students ever object. No rallies. No sit-ins.

Students have had twenty years of television.

Twenty years that have seen the ripping apart of entire communities, many stretching back for hundreds of years. The closure of large industrial works and mines and the export of that production to places in the world where people are grateful, people do as they're told, where people will accept.
Country folk to the cities, rich folks in the village houses and pubs at the weekend.

The fundamental structure of human community has been gradually and piece by piece de-constucted before our very eyes.

No one quite knows where they stand.
Their neighbours remain strangers for years.
Their love for another is impermanent and requires no absolutes.
No commitment cannot be broken , other than debt perhaps.
People have been gradually engineered to become disconnected with other, real human beings.
The smoking bans in bars and at work are just one tiny element of this process.
Healthy for the body, damaging in many other ways.
The expansion of the EU to allow mass migration from poorer eastern European countries. The laxity of border controls in the U.S.
Asylum laws.
New peoples to deal with, strange habits, odd languages. Unsettling to many.
Deliberately and predictably so.

The increase in "bad news" reporting means that every home can be invaded, every man fear a street brawl or a mugging, every woman fear a rape, every parent fear a paedophile, every tax dodger or licence fee avoider fear a knock at the door.

Know your marriage won't last forever. Know your job won't last for long. Know your roof belongs to a bank. Know your community will change. Know your kid's will probably take drugs, move elsewhere, become Christmas visitors.
Know someone close will die of cancer.
Know you're being filmed.
Pay the debts.
Watch the telly.
Play with your mindless toys.

Lose yourself in otherworld, in dreamland. You don't have time to care, you don't have the strength to do anything but keep your head down, keep your nose to the grindstone, pray uselessly that you won't get cancer, try not to think hard about anything.

And have no-one to talk about it with anyway.

Watch the big game. Watch the docu-soap. Watch big brother.
Eat shit and poisoned food.
Drink doctored water.
Breath polluted air in an atmosphere bombarded with microwaves.

Dream of a lottery win whilst across the world the dead babies of the Blair-Bush wars rot in their unmarked graves, their kin dreaming of a bloody and just revenge.

Believe the big lies.
Believe what you see on the news even when it is unutterably nonsensical.
Learn to feel nothing when you see a crowd bombed, a market full of bloodied corpses, a starving child nuzzling at the breast of her dead mother, the shock and awe firework show, dumbing the senses, inuring the outer mind to the sickest evil, bringing it into each home and planting itself on the hearth, sitting like a rabid dog in the centre of their minds.
Preoccupying them.
Making them scared.

Excuse me but....
These f******g Zombies wouldn't say boo to a goose.
They just don't know how f*****d over they are getting.
They may very well be lost.

They are certainly not human in any meaningful way.
Their souls are being forced further and further into the enveloping cocoon of this unreality.
War is peace.
Control is safety.
Fear is good.
Everything is too complicated.
There is nothing they can do about anything.

There is just "I".

And someone is always watching, but the bad things keep happening.

I hugged as many of them as I could, but it wasn't enough.
It's good to be home.

Tuesday, 22 September 2009

Thinking out loud.....

Thinking out loud.

In the early morning I arrive at the olive groves, spend half an hour getting myself, the weed strimmer, petrol can, bottled water taken from the spring on the way past, spare nylon cutting filament, lunch, hat, goggles earphones, visor to where I'm to begin. Fill up the petrol tank, put on the hat, goggles, gloves, visor, start the engine, begin.

The deprivation of senses begins then too. Hearing is muffled, just the white noise of the engine breaking through. Sight is diminished by the mesh of the visor and entirely focused downwards on the unending dry stalks of last season's weeds and wild flowers, on the rocks and holes in the ground that serve as pitfalls for the unwary, threatening a twisted ankle or a fall. The hands, even through the thick leather gloves, numbed by vibration after a few minutes.

In this world, there is just me and thought.

I was thinking of the development of supercomputers, and a conversation I had recently had with an Oxford physics graduate (most of which passed me by) in which he was explaining to me the development of biological computers and how, when those computers reach a certain level of progression they will in effect become conscious. Not only that, they will become super conscious.

The similarity between the human mind and this concept of supercomputer is of course a natural progression , but of course we have not yet achieved this super consciousness. We are still stuck in the programming stage, installing the basic software.

This train of thought , one concept leaping to another, caused me to ponder this: If, at some stage in the past humanity was recognised as having the potentiality for super consciousness, perhaps even began to make the leap, what would the universal consciousness of the universe think of us, way back then, as savage as we are today but without the horrifying accumulated knowledge that enables that savagery to be converted into mass destruction?

Only a step in time away from being very dangerous indeed.

What would they do?

The idea of universal consciousness carries with it the idea of the hive mind, that higher consciousness can only be connected, that everything is seen, everything is understood, everything forms a part of the one-ness of being. It also understands the first absolute , the guiding principle of understanding, that all begins with love, that love has to form the basis of all thought, all action. True power without this guiding principle represents a threat to creation itself, a threat to the universal one-ness of being, a threat to to “life the universe and everything” as Douglas Adams would have put it.

And if we hadn't reached that understanding, how could we be trusted with this power? And if we weren't ready, how could we be made so? How, with love, could the universal hive mind coax us to the understanding, train us , ready us, make us fit?

Teach us unforgettable lessons?

Install the basic operating software?

Time would be no barrier, for what is time but a dimension to be moved around in but which we see as a linear progression.

Death , as we currently understand it, is in reality a nothing. The ending of the life span of the biological mechanism that carries the indestructable consciousness. The universal hive mind understands this, would not balk at inflicting death upon humanity as that death is in itself meaningless, if that death caused us to learn something, to value something.

In a past post I considered the un-utilised portion, the far greater portion, of the human mind. The great mass of unused DNA called “junk” DNA by the researchers because they have no idea what it does.

Here's a leap: Imagine if you will accepting the principle that the consciousness is indestructible. Combine that thought with the enormous question mark over that junk DNA and unused portion of the mind. Add to that the simplicity with which the universal hive mind could have stepped in, some time in our past as a specie, and put a block on our rising consciousness, a block that slowed down our progression, gave us time to learn, such learning being passed on, generation to generation, hardwired into our beings.

Am I considering re-incarnation? Probably.

Some friends last year were walking their dog across our groves and the dog ran through a pile of ashes where three days previously we'd had a day long fire. Under a layer of cold ash lay still the deep red hot core of embers, the heart of the thing that gave burning and pain to the dog. To this day, she runs around or leaps over any old fire place, anything that looks or smells of fire, however old. A sharp lesson, a painful lesson, a lesson learned and never forgotten.

To the present.

Here we sit as a species, looking back over millennia of pain and misery, learning the lesson of evil and what evil does, re-learning time and time again the hurt. Perhaps then the only way to fully understand the first principle of love is to fully experience and live its antithesis, evil.

Death is a commonplace, our planet is abused and raped, filth and sickness are spewed over the cleanliness that is nature, misery is gifted everywhere. Self, the “I” mind, the operating system that continues the existence of the carrying mechanism that is the body, bars and prevents our accessing the inner , higher mind. Something placed that barrier there whilst we learn. Something prevents us from accessing the hive mind until we are ready, until the core programmes are installed.

Which causes me to consider the root of evil, the core of it, the millennial bloodlines carrying their symbols with them through time, always advertising their presence, ever telling us their next step, following some core principles, leading us to perpetrate evil, to taste blood and death and the infliction of misery one on another.

Ensuring that we learn.

Perhaps then here is the test.

We have to learn, through wickedness and evil, that there can only be love.

Do we have to understand that those that gift us evil do so out of love for us?

That they are cruel to be kind?

That they are the parent to the burgeoning consciousness, preparing it for adulthood and acceptance into the universal family that is the hive mind?

Do we have to learn to forgive them, even thank them, as we thank the stern teacher in later life when we recognise the good they did with the hindsight that maturity brings?.

Perhaps they are making us ready.

Just thinking out loud........

As the weeder buzzes, the senses dulled, dreamland happening.

Love Olive xxx

Sunday, 13 September 2009

Unity of Human Kind.


Dear Friend, old or new:

We Are a group of many millions seen in many thousands of places.
We have no organisation, no leadership, no funding, no political agenda, no head office.
We have no name.
We have no shared religion.
People of every walk of life and from every nation are within our number.
We urgently need you.

Here, finally, is a true purpose for your life.
It is vital that you become involved.
Each day millions of us congregate in thousands of places.
Doctors, scientists, academics, soldiers, policemen, refuse collectors, carpenters, volunteers, an endless variety, as various as is humanity.
We are diverse in a million ways, we differ over a million issues, and yet We Are One.

We share one objective so vital to your survival and to the future that you will bequeath to those that follow that we felt you should be invited to join us.

There is no registration.
There are no fees.
There is nothing to join.
No badge to wear.
No flag to wave.
Only you need know you are with us.

But it will help immeasurably if you have the courage to stand up and be counted.

Your opinions are exactly as important as anyone else's, your voice will be of equal standing amongst us.
As will your quiet deliberation.
We Are Humanity, We Are One.
And we urgently need you.

Dear Friend,
Countless of our number have devoted countless days of research on your behalf, on behalf of humanity.
Sinister and harmful enemies have been discovered.
All the evidences, and they are many, are available to you.
We will give, later, a few of the thousands of sites devoted to our survival.
Once you begin, you will find many more.

About 20 years ago I woke up.
Spying in the distance a tiny glimmer of light I went to investigate.
I found in that moment a tiny piece of the sparkling jigsaw.
My first nugget of Truth.

At first I scoffed, as you might, did not believe that such a thing could be, it contradicted all I'd learned.
But I checked and referenced and researched and found it to be True.

And as the years have past more and more pieces have been found, discovered more and more people are engaged in the hunt than I would ever have believed.
Finally, now , we collectively can see almost of the whole picture.
It is not pretty.

And we see ourselves, humanity, what we are and what we are truly capable of.
And also what we have been driven to and by whom.

This is the first time in history that a critical mass of humanity know the truth.
It is time, for we also know that those that act as our masters are long down the path towards fulfilling their evil plans of global population reduction by war, famine and pestilence.

This is no idle or foolish fantasy.
This is a truth known to probably a hundred million of humanity.
Of your kind.
We will provide you with irrefutable proofs.
The question is, what shall WE do about it?

They intend to enslave us.
They intend to kill us and are currently doing so in a thousand ways in a thousand places.

All of the evidence for this is provided, unequivocally.
Each discovery is examined by us all, debated by us all, the implications laid bare.

These discoveries are the most important issues ever addressed by humanity.
They are fundamental to every part of your life.
Your life truly depends upon them.

You will not hear of our movement through the main stream media.
You will find out why that is when you begin your journey.
This is why we are approaching you this way.

Your politicians and other leaders know this truth and hide it from us.
They are wrapped in this web of evil, serve the sickness that rules over us.

When your journey begins, you will find much that amazes you, much that you will find unbelievable. That goes against the grain. That you scoff at.
Your initial instinct will be to disbelieve, as it was for each of us.

This is something we all have been through.
It is the first test of many.
When you see the evidence and reach understanding, anger will follow.
We have passed, most of us, through anger, too.
And at the end, you will feel a determination and a sense of understanding that will change your life forever. Change it for the better.

We Are approaching critical mass right now......

By finding critical mass, we will find at last the strength and power we need.
And ONLY by finding critical mass.

When enough of us reach that understanding, soon, we will change the world.
For the better, and for good.

We will build the world Humanity is capable of.

This is not about religion, not about race, not about nation.
It's about humanity, and about your part in it, and about your duty to your wider family.
There are a million paths for you to follow.......a million hands to hold along the way.
Start here.

So on this day, 13th September 2009, we will begin a crusade.

I guess as Olive Farmer I should begin by extending an olive branch to you, dear reader, symbolising peace, goodwill, and the strength that we are about to find from Unity.

This is not a crusade of religion. It's not a crusade of race. It's not a crusade of conquest and war. It's a crusade of light, a crusade of truth, a crusade of love and harmony, a crusade determined to end the global control of a wicked elite for once and for all time.

This is what we must do.
If we are to get out of this thing alive.

Put aside every petty difference, put aside every distraction, put aside our fears, realise our vast strength, unite together as one humanity sharing one home and face this parasitic wrong that has blighted our existences for millennia.

NOW is that time.
Before it becomes too late.

No issues shall divide us.
We, humanity, united face this single enemy, this wicked elite and their servants, their calloused hands upon the reins of power in every nation.
Right Here in this place We Are One.

And together we cry:
Let's Start Again."

So together as humanity we begin this crusade of light, marching together towards critical mass, brought together here, united on this one issue.
I can start this thing here, but do not intend to lead.
This is what is meant by this vision of mass.

No leaders, shared vision, shared determination.

Rid ourselves of this evil elite.
Start Again.

Here are some suggestions as to how we do this:
If you come here regularly and wish to stand in front of your fellow humanity and declare your determination:
Become a "follower".
It's free.
That might give 10,000 or more! What a beginning.

Those that work for the dark side know every surfer, where every surfer goes, it makes no difference to them but to us it begins to show this essential unity of purpose.
Stand up and be counted.

When there are a thousand, we will be moving.
Ten thousand, we'll know we are on to something.
One hundred thousand and we have safety in numbers.
One million and we begin to have power.
So it goes.

But each long journey begins with that first step.
Take it, join in.

Treat this as your site. Use the messages. Share your thoughts and ideas.

If you believe we have a chance to pull this thing off, use time to attract new visitors here. Post links on every site you can. Send links to friends, and enemies. Particularly send links to officers of the law, physicians, nurses, civil servants, military personnel , even politicians and journalists.

By numbers and effort we can achieve this thing.

This post has been written to attract the involvement of those currently outside of the truth. To those people, welcome. Join in, it will be nice.

It has also been written to attract those within the knowledge of truth and to say this :
Divided, as ever, we will fall.
United, the world will finally be ours.
So let's get together and do this thing.
One place, one idea.

This crusade might fall flat on its face, and that would be an eternal shame because this might be the first and last chance we get to unite as a species and face the one common enemy we all have.

So I hand the crusade over to you.
Please, make it happen.
We first in the fray are like the fishing boat, heading into the dawn light, leaving behind us an iridescent wake of light, touching all things, passing that light on.

For the newcomer requiring proofs, begin your journeys in these places:
Believe nothing, amass proofs, be wary of distractions and also calls to violence.
Fear nothing. We will have strength in unity.
There is only one issue.

No doubt readers will add their own suggestions. The truth exists in thousands of places.
Find it, return here and join in.

Is this the one place humanity can stand together in unity with one single purpose?
Let's make it happen, starting right now.
Love to all,
Olive Farmer xxx xxx xxx