Bobbleheads, Nodwells and Nimrods, with the IQ of a Kardashian-Jenner Boyfriend, are Strutting like Rooster Tards.

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Dog Poet Transmitting…….

It’s been a long, long time since I have seen the level of self-righteous hypocrisy that I see these days. Fortunately… for me… I can speak truthfully and not care a wit who objects because there is nothing of any real value that any of them can take from me, unless I were to submit to their Jacobean Snowflake hallucinations of PC grandeur. Then they would have taken my integrity. I’m sure they would now be patting each other on the back, if that were possible, but there is no back because they are all front. Famous athletes with the IQ of a Kardashian boyfriend are puffing up like roosters, doing their cock of the walk thing, along with the fierce competition of their fellows, cross-platform and in the Mirkwood Soup of the ranks and rows of bobble-heads, Nodwells and Nimrods, virtue-signaling their complete lack of anything remotely similar to virtue, save for unreasonable facsimiles.

Is there no connection between the useless masks of the Corona-hoax and the Antifa masking of the same and sundry? Of course there is. It is all arranged. The humorous part is that they think they are arranging it. They can’t even arrange their hair these days and that is why it generally looks like rats took a shit in it while they slept and then they sprayed it with Krazy Glue.

I did hard time in prison (for something I didn’t do) with a majority of black convicts for several years and also grew up on military bases. I’ve NEVER had a problem with anyone over their color and that is why I feel ZERO GUILT for my own hue, not that I am ever aware of it in the first place.

Ah… the vicarious embarrassment that runs through me as I see these bombastic, prancing petunias pretending to be a rose by some other name. There is an odious stench of sanctimony, married to hypocrisy, wafting through the airwaves, as those without sin cast their stones in every direction and underneath all of this feigned outrage is… SHOW ME THE MONEY!

‘BY THEIR WORKS YE SHALL KNOW THEM… as they act- so they are. By their works ye shall know them… AS THEY ACT-SO THEY ARE.

Israeli’s have been training American police forces for some time and the knee on the neck thing is one of the tactics they use on the Palestinians. Police protocols have changed dramatically, over time, so as to be reflective of the need for control when things get out of hand and the controllers have a need for their tender ministrations.

NO LIVES MATTER! Not when they are lived in an offensive revolt against the spirit of brotherhood and demonstrated in a war on Harmony and those resonating, archetypal ideals that identify us as human. Without them we ARE NOT HUMAN. Without them WE ARE BEASTS.

Civilization? Scratch the thin veneer of our fabricated politesse and the face of the ravening animal appears. This is ever the end of our imagined unity, as MATERIALISM crosses the border of self-restraint. It becomes a heavy breathing mob of smash and grabs. Nothing shows a lack of principles and values like masked skells running down the sidewalks with STUFF… stuff in their arms. CAVE CAVE DEUS VIDET. Where will that stuff be a few weeks hence? Or… for that matter… where will they be further on?

It all comes down to how we measure success. What does and does not have value? Stuff? Does stuff have value? Is glittery shit desirable? It will look really good draped around your skeleton vertebrae in the cold vault of the Earth.

In a time when hundreds of millions are followers of vain and mediocre talentless little shits like Ariana Grande, Taylor Swift, the Kardashian and Jenner vampire clan; in a time of youtube influencers like Jeffree Star and the rest of the gender-bending lunatics and self-serving face-time junkies, the transitory ego is king and queen of the madhouse. We literally live in a lunatic asylum. You know all of this. I could list name after name after name of those who haunt the celebrity websites and nearly all of them are distinguished by a simply amazing lack of talent and an even greater lack of humanity and whose charitable efforts are public relations scams, devoid of any sense of caring or concern whatsoever. They DO NOT perform their good works in secret.

Everywhere you go today you hear about the Tiger King. It’s a tabloid drama designed to titillate. I’ve only a cursory idea of what is going on there but I do know WHY it is going on.

It is an easy thing to understand if you care to. Those WHO CONTROL the media that reports on the doings of the famous and wanna-be famous, control who gets identified as famous. They control PUBLIC PERCEPTION. They control who writes the books and sings the songs. They control who speaks in public. They control the ENTIRE FALSE IMPRESSIONS OF EXISTENCE and… by increments… those being promoted by these controllers are more and more clueless, talentless and perverse by the day BECAUSE THEY KNOW THE PUBLIC EMULATES THEM! They are CONSCIOUS employees of The Prince of Darkness. Like the shill outside the strip joint, like the carnival barker, like the circus ringmaster, they stand at the gates of perdition and wave their hands saying “Hello Sailor, come on in!”

Satanists like Billie (false) Eyelash, the next step in the Madonna-Lady Gagme progression, continue their Pied Piper Waltz. Matthew McConaughey wants you to help him with his whiteness. Boy are these callow and fallow little shrinking violets terrified of being on the wrong side of manufactured history!

The world is a gaping and ravenous maw, into which the millions march, in search of the satiation of appetite and it is they who are the consumed. We are here to learn through loss and disappointment, what is real and what is not, what is temporary and what is lasting. This euphemistically civilized Earth and all of its ways and byways are The Boulevards of Broken Dreams. At last… at long last, we realize what the Prodigal Son realized and we set out for Our Father’s House. This is not the mere journey of a few days or weeks. It could be the product of lifetimes but… once we are set on that road, SOONER OR LATER, we will come home. The Father sees us from far off and literally trembles with excitement. That is how greatly we are loved. We may not think so, having that memory of the sty in which we slept and the squalor in which we awakened BUT… we are loved in a manner greater than we are capable of imagining.

Many are atavistically fearful. Many are despairing and fear there is no hope. Many in their fear are driven to great anger and no good will come of that BUT EVERYTHING… EVERYTHING that is taking place, is part of the grand learning experience of The Apocalypse. God… the grand weaver, spins his wheel and the tapestry of life unfolds before us like magic. It is magic. He who liberates us is also he who deceives us; “LEAD US NOT INTO TEMPTATION.” Could it be any more clear? Is God an angel or devil? Which of these are you? On that depends the interpretation of your relationship and identity. At which table do you sit? Are you scarfing from the trough or are you dining in THE UPPER ROOM? Are you rutting or are you caressing? Are you creating or destroying? We both do both each day and that is where DISCRIMINATION comes into play. A study of the 14^th Trump is useful here.

“Faith is THE SUBSTANCE of things UNSEEN.” Ponder that. If God is Real and I assure you God is real; if God is defined by his qualities and his primary emanation= Love AND HE IS (and it is)… then, WHAT DOES THIS TELL YOU??? “Oh, ye of little faith!” “According to your faith is it done unto you.” It is so very simple. It truly is and it ONLY BECOMES COMPLEX when we begin to create arguments and justifications for WHAT WE WANT as we rationalize our behavior. If God is the cornucopia of all good things AND HE IS, who are these good things created for?

“But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him.” The key to existence entire is to LOVE GOD. Love God with all your heart, with all your soul, with all your strength, and with all your mind and in the clear mirrors of your brothers and sisters, love them as yourself because they most surely are. Ah… but what if you don’t love yourself? There’s good reason for that, isn’t there. Did God make a mistake? God doesn’t make mistakes. Did God make a mistake? Were you created by accident?

It looks bad at the moment. We’ve been saying for some time that this was coming and that this year would be the year of years BUT… with all of the specters and amorphous threats, along with the visibly evident… what else is there? What might we be missing in the process of focusing upon the negative aspect? Should there not be a positive aspect equal to the negative? Isn’t that some kind of law of physics?

Be of good cheer my friends. This really is all FOR THE PURPOSE OF DEMONSTRATION and right now, the clowns and fools and predators are outing themselves in grand fashion. Meanwhile, The Awakening continues apace, as the eyes of humanity are being opened consonantly, in respect of the common perception (does that sentence even make sense? (grin)) God IS AT ALL TIMES, in complete command of all things. If anything is out of control it is not God.

End Transmission…….

Today’s Song is; ♫Sister Reflection♫

There’s a neat little POCKET,–

In the schoolroom it stands,–

And it points through the NET

With its two little hands.

And may we, like the clock,

Keep a face clean and bright,

With hands ever ready

To do what is right and then… there’s Pocketnet