THE 33RD PARALLEL:MASONIC LINE OF DEATH FOR PSYCHIC ENERGY

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THE 33RD PARALLEL:MASONIC LINE OF DEATH FOR PSYCHIC ENERGY

Postby ivanbo2003 » Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:37 pm

<!--EZCODE AUTOLINK START--><a href="http://www.informantnews.com/brief/33rdparallel.html">www.informantnews.com/bri...allel.html</a><!--EZCODE AUTOLINK END--><br><br><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>THE 33RD PARALLEL:MASONIC LINE OF DEATH FOR <!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>PSYCHIC ENERGY - GEO-SPATIAL ALIGNMENT OF SOUTHERN DEATH ROWS & ABU GHRAIB AS EVIDENCE OF HUMAN SACRIFICE</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--><br><br>RITUAL TO SUPERHUMAN ENTITIES FOR TEMPORAL POWER<br><br>The 33rd degree has long been associated with Freemasonry. This dovetails with a belief<br><br>In the importance -for reasons until now unknown - of the geographical location known<br><br>To cartographers as the 33rd parallel North latitude.<br><br>The fortuitous development of reading a plaque on a Masonic building in Tucson ,<br><br>Led the writer to investigate , solely out of curiosity, along what latitude the city of<br><br>Tucson and or the State of Arizona happened to be located.<br><br>It turned out that the 33rd parallel ran through Arizona, in particular and of note, the<br><br>Small town of Florence, Arizona. The Arizona Department of Corrections maximum<br><br>Security prison is located there and contains on its grounds Arizona’s death row.<br><br>Located immediately west of the prison grounds in the town of Florence itself is a<br><br>Small Masonic related building on Main street. The “G” & compass symbol clearly<br><br>Visible from the street. The thought suddenly emerged that the location of the structure<br><br>And the existence of death row directly on the 33rd parallel could be, not an accident, but<br><br>A PURPOSE-FILLED DESIGN..............<br><hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br><br>More on the link.Wierd stuff. <p></p><i></i>
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Re: THE 33RD PARALLEL:MASONIC LINE OF DEATH FOR PSYCHIC ENER

Postby orz » Sat Aug 26, 2006 6:48 pm

Interesting, tho alas one of the weird things about it is that the author has for some reason decided to format it as a kind of epic prose poem which I find very hard to read! <!--EZCODE EMOTICON START :lol --><img src=http://www.ezboard.com/images/emoticons/laugh.gif ALT=":lol"><!--EZCODE EMOTICON END--> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: THE 33RD PARALLEL:MASONIC LINE OF DEATH FOR PSYCHIC ENER

Postby thurnandtaxis » Sat Aug 26, 2006 7:49 pm

Pretty wild stuff.<br><br>I am reminded of James Shelby Downard and his phantasmagorical essays describing the cryptographic "mystic toponomy" of "illuminated" secret societies in the assorted "Apocalypse Culture" volumes. Though this page seems to have a good deal of source material added, which is always nice to see. Kind of hard to read in its format, but it appears quite tittillating on the surface, and perhaps may be somewhat revealing. Depending on your take of the efficacity and/or veracity of Elite Secret Society Ritual.<br><br>Feral house has just published Downard's strange "autobiography" <br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://feralhouse.com/press/mini_sites/carnivals/">CARNIVALS OF LIFE AND DEATH</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> (you can download a pdf of the foreword and introduction), an absurd "retrieved memory" memoir that reads like David Lynch producing "the Perils of Pauline" as written by Walter Mitty and coming up with an allegory<br>of one early 20th century bourgeois gentleman's refusal to accept initiation into the masonic cryptocracy that would befit his seeming birthright.<br><br>Strange and maddening stuff, indeed. <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=thurnandtaxis>thurnandtaxis</A> at: 8/26/06 8:29 pm<br></i>
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Re: Carnivals of Life and Death

Postby phineas » Sat Aug 26, 2006 11:11 pm

Ivan- thx for the thread, and thurn, thx for the Downard link-<br><br>I've kept an eye out for Downard ever since "Apocalypse Culture"- I think at times he gets trapped in a feedback loop of his own imagination, perhaps reading too much into innocent coincidence. Other times I know he is right, and his knowledge is truly terrifying. <br><br>I've taken the liberty to copy and paste the intro to "Carnivals of Life and Death" from thurn's link. I know it's a big post, but I think it's well worth it (and it took a little work). <br>Post 1 of 2:<br> <br><br>Sorcerers and Specters:<br><br>Some people might find the maelstrom of evil that surrounds us as too<br>grave a matter to discuss in a satirical way. I offer this explanation for<br>the joco-seriousness I occasionally employ: in a wake, truths are sometimes<br>revealed in jest, and the melancholia of loss is overcome by drinking, feasting<br>and dancing around the corpse from whom all individuality has fled.<br><br>The American Establishment behaves like a possessed corpse, and thus my<br>need to carry on its wake. The U.S. government is monotonously proclaimed to be of, by, and for<br>the people, but the administrations of our day—whether Republican or<br>Democrat—are really quite dead. A police state specter has taken possession<br>of the body politic, and this zombie-like cadaver goes far beyond the clichés<br>of science fiction films and the anti-Communist blather that sustained us<br>through the Cold War. The specter lurks in secrecy, silence and darkness sym-bolized<br>by the cave (vault, crypt, tomb, grave) in Freemasonry—the shadow world<br>that conceals the mysteries of Masonic sorcery.<br><br>The bureaucratic inverts of the Department of Justice and the Federal<br>Bureau of Investigation suckle at the specter’s pap, while the public is bally-hooed<br>with slogans of alleged fidelity, bravery and integrity. The OSS/CIA<br>perverts have worked hard to thwart every principle of morality within their<br>reach. Such amorality fits some Treasury agents to a T—the Greek letter tau,<br>which symbolically is associated with crescent moon and star symbolism, as<br>once depicted on badges worn by federal marshals. The sex-and-death rituals<br>remain so well hidden in the good ol’ U.S. of A.<br><br>The police state specter started out with a little sudsing of dirty political<br>laundry, and just a bit of brainwashing here and there. Then the specter went<br>into the possession business full time, and via mind control, the possessed<br>became owned body and mind. A hideous mystery of lust is part of the<br>Introduction game, and some unfortunates are used in orgiastic witchcraft rites where, in<br>a condition resembling that of erotic robots, they perform will-less sex acts.<br>Cloaked sex-and-death rituals conforming to age-old sex magick creeds<br>have been given the added touch of American ingenuity: they’ve been mod-ernized<br>by mad doctors who practice scientific sorcery as police specter<br>helpers. In some rites victims are dosed with so-called abulic 1<br>drugs and are sexually stimulated by way of biotelemetry implants. <br><br>Like “Love Potion No. 9” of the old rock ’n’ roll song, the victims dosed<br>with abulic drugs are every bit as effective as Circean potions were to ancient<br>Greeks. Such toloache-mimetic concoctions have been used by sorcerers for<br>ages. Mystical sex circuses with powerless victims are typical of witchcraft sex<br>magick orgies that have always been performed in Call to Chaos rites.<br>People of all races are used in “sexathons” that aim at nothing more than<br>racial blood mixing. The cry of voodoo witches at these assemblies has always<br>been Mislet! Mislet! Mislet! –Mix! Mix! Mix! The United States, long hailed as the<br>“melting pot,” now emerges as a witch’s cauldron in the sooty murk of these<br>terminal times.<br><br>The witchcraft of public policy is practiced for the purpose of influencing<br>human destiny, and sex and death rituals are part of the GAOTU cult that<br>has employed “occult sciences” for ages. The plan is to bring all people<br>together and make all as one—with the exception of the chosen elite, of<br>course. According to said Master Plan, the mythology of Revelations will be<br>followed like Tinker-Toy instructions: a time of tribulation will come first,<br>after which survivors will be made “one” via a post-tribulation “rapture”<br>spawned by the technical sorcery of having their brain pleasure centers titil-lated<br>magnetically so that all will cum together. Those who are thus epiphanized<br>will become nothing more than humanoid servomechanisms.<br><br>The computerized possession process is so far in its process that I am<br>going to imagine that more traditional spirits such as fiends, devils, demons,<br>and dybbuks are enraged at the possession concession being monopolized by<br>the police state crowd. As you may or may not have heard, supernatural spirits<br>of possession relish soul food, and we ain’t talkin’ about sow belly or collards,<br>but more like filet of soul deep-fried in the fires of hell.<br><br>Of Cowans and Coffins<br><br>As I have alluded, the joco-serious humor in this study is far more pur-poseful<br>than might at first be thought. The word humor (humour) actually<br>means mood, but in the old physiology referred to blood or sanguinity, and<br>was one of the four cardinal humours that contained the other three (cholera,<br>melancholia, phlegma), which by their relative proportions were supposed to<br>determine one’s temperament. In studying word use, we find that a bloody<br>temperament was the humour displayed by people attending the Circus<br>Maximus of ancient Rome.<br>Life is often likened to a circus or carnival, and in the so-called carnival<br>of life, I can say that I have walked the Crooked Mile (the Midway) as a real<br>straight man. It hasn’t been easy, for it seems that everyone is more than a<br>little bent and I haven’t fit in.<br><br>The Hierarchy of the cult of GAOTU evidently declared me to be an<br>outsider, a Cowan–one who knows too much for his own good—and a very<br>knowing one at that, damn my hide. Another such term they use is profane,<br>from the two Latin words pro and fanum, meaning before or outside the temple.<br>Reputedly, a person declared profane in ancient times was not allowed into<br>the temple to see what was going on, just as nowadays the so-called profane<br>are not permitted to witness Masonic Temple Rites—not that he’d be missing<br>much most of the time. Cowans are persecuted, used as scapegoats, and<br>sometimes tortured and/or killed.<br><br>Because of my forbidden knowledge, I have been betrayed, cheated,<br>robbed, drugged, poisoned and surreptitiously fed stuff that even wretched<br>carnival geeks would have scorned. Whenever I attempted to get away from<br>it all, I found that I couldn’t make out what was what, given that I was in the<br>mystical darkness of the Masonic hoodwink.<br>The fact is that I was in a cul de sac along that ol’ Crooked Mile. I mentally<br>retraced my steps to see where I might possibly have gone wrong as I struggled<br>on. There came a time when it seemed that I could dance no farther and the<br>dead end that I faced reeked of finality. I considered then the eschatologi-cal/<br>scatological aspects of the whole terminal trip, and when I mentally saw<br>that crap-littered road of life, I realized that a maze had caught up with me.<br><br>As in the play The Labyrinth (Le Dedale, 1913) by Paul Hervieu, a coffin seemed<br>to be the only way out. However, after some thinking about coffin conditions<br>and Ishmael’s gloomy cogitation in Moby Dick when Queequeg’s coffin seems<br>to have rallied him to live yet a bit more:<br><br>“…But now that he had apparently made every preparation for<br>death; now that his coffin was proved a good fit, Queequeg suddenly<br>rallied; soon there seemed no need of the carpenter’s box: and there-upon,<br>when some expressed their delighted surprise, he, in<br>substance, said that the cause of his sudden convalescence was<br>this;—at a critical moment, he had just recalled a little duty ashore,<br>which he was leaving undone; and therefore had changed his mind<br>about dying: he could not die yet, he averred. They asked him, then,<br>whether to live or die was a matter of his own sovereign will and<br>pleasure. He answered, certainly. In a word, it was Queequeg’s<br>conceit, that if a man made up his mind to live, mere sickness could<br>not kill him: nothing but a whale, or a gale, or some violent,<br>ungovernable, unintelligent destroyer of that sort…”<br>—Moby Dick, Chapter CX<br><br>I too rallied while walking past coffin warehouses and decided that attaching<br>myself to that way out might not be the best route for me at that time. Given<br>the morbid alternative, I wanted another chance at the Midway, and started<br>searching the interstices of my memories to see if I could recall some exit<br>along the way that I might have overlooked.<br><br>The Elus and Their Sub-Contractors<br><br>In an area that can be described as a limbo of memories, I teased out<br>thoughts that were innocent enough, but seemed to be on the threshold of<br>other memories that were real hellers. I began to examine each and every<br>innocent-appearing memory carefully, suspecting that they might not be all<br>that they seemed, given that some of the memories didn’t have genuine connec-tions<br>or antecedents, which made me wonder if they were concealing something.<br>While rummaging through that limbo, I found a genuine old memory<br>with valid connections, and with that memory came a teardrop through<br>which I got a glimpse of frightful memories from the long-dead past and,<br>perhaps more importantly, recognized the past for the corpus mysticum that it<br>is. When my mystical past revealed how it had really occurred, it became a<br>horrendous thing cloaked in iniquity, that old now-you-see-it-now-you-don’t<br>that preserves the criminal Mysteries of Masonic oz art (M oz art).<br><br>I had been fooled so long and so thoroughly that I did not at first<br>remember that an assassination contract had been put out on me long ago.<br>In fact, in my cradle days it was originally assigned to a group called the Elus<br>(elected), who shall be known here as the prime contractors. They failed to<br>fulfill their assignment, due, I suppose, to the vicissitudes of their lives and<br>occupational hazards. They were, you see, given to ritualism in their assassi-nation<br>efforts, and that is doing it the hard way, as they say in crap-shooting.<br>The Hierarchy subcontracted my hit. The operatives were so numerous<br>that it seems that just about everybody had a piece of the action. The vari-ous<br>ways they were paid off are so fantastic that you wouldn’t believe it if I<br>told you, which this book attempts to do.<br><br>Take my word for it: the Carnival of Death sure does play off against the<br>Carnival of Life. While it might be said that in the Carnival of Life I wasn’t<br>“with it,” when it came to the Carnival of Death, my performances have been<br>second to none. The ringmaster of the Carnival of Death is, of course, the<br>Angel of Death, the angel that other angels won’t play with. So perhaps the<br>Angel of Death had empathy for me as a fellow outsider, for I have lived with<br>the shadow of death on me for so long that it is like my very own shadow.<br><br>“Me and my shadow<br>Strolling down the avenue<br>Me and my shadow<br>Not a soul to tell our troubles to<br>And when it’s twelve o’clock<br>We climb the stair<br>We never knock<br>For nobody’s there<br>All alone and feeling blue<br>Me and my shadow…”<br>— “Me and My Shadow” by Billy Rose, Al Jolson, and Dave Dreyer, 1927<br><br>Of Sheep and Goats<br><br>In ancient times, a rabbi would perform the mumbo-jumbo now called<br>expiatory rites and transfer Hebrew misdeeds to a goat. After being abused<br>as a wicked thing, the “scapegoat” was then rolled down a mountain to its<br>death. If the unfortunate animal survived, it was allowed to wander away, if<br>it was still able to do so. This caper emissarius (emissary goat) of misdeeds and<br>evils became identified with the so-called “Demon of the Dry Places,” also<br>known as “Azazel” by William Tyndale (1492–1536), English translator of<br>the Bible and ace Hebraist.<br><br>While ritual trafficking with such sacrificial animals is very ancient,<br>human beings also were used as assignees of sin. Human scapegoats (Gk.,<br>pharmakos) are known to have suffered greatly in expiatory rites that ranged<br>from physical and mental abuse to death by drowning, crucifixion, and other<br>priestly procedures. Wayward souls, too—the black sheep of fine families—<br>are often drafted to play the role of scape-person.<br>Here’s a story about such a black sheep. Once upon a time, a little boy<br>was thrown to a pack of wolves when he was just his mother’s little lamb.<br>And when this swarthy sheep was promoted to scapegoat and rolled time and<br>again to his near death, he gored some of the rollers when they were least<br>expecting it. What’s more, instead of wandering off, he stuck around to fight it out.<br><br>It is an axiom in magic that occult (hidden) knowledge is achieved from<br>suffering. Thus it follows that a human scapegoat who somehow manages to<br>survive the cruelty inflicted upon him would have occult knowledge. At the<br>very least, a surviving scapegoat should know a thing or two about his<br>tormentors. I have undergone years of ritualistic oppression, and while I<br>don’t claim to have gained supreme occult knowledge from the long ordeal,<br>I sure as hell know about sorcerers in high places, as well as their overall Great<br>Deception that varies as socioeconomic and political structures change...<br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Carnivals of Life and Death

Postby phineas » Sat Aug 26, 2006 11:16 pm

----continued (2 of 2):<br><br><br>The Sorcery of Computerized Mind Control<br><br>The latest, greatest evil is a science rooted in the occult and developed by way<br>of electrophysiology, cybernetics, biotelemetry/radiotelemetry, etc., into a<br>monstrosity of computerized mind control. The esoteric origins of these<br>seemingly neutral technologies can be seen in specialized Masonic lore such<br>as the various lodge scams of Cagliostro, Egyptian Masonry, Mesmeric<br>Masonry, Universal Harmony, and earlier in Gnosticism, Jewish Kabbalism,<br>and particularly alchemy—all of which are somewhat similar to the degree<br>that they treat a force or energy that might best be described as resembling<br>electromagnetism.<br><br>Radiotelemetry is the science of automatic measurement and transmission<br>of data by radio from remote sources. Its primary use is for surveillance<br>(“remote monitoring”) in a variety of forms, some seemingly benign, all<br>devious. Tracking was first done by monitoring on-the-body transmitters<br>with a directional antenna; next, a method of location was developed similar<br>to LORAN (Long-Range Navigation), which determined the positions of<br>ships by the use of intersecting electronic signals. I should call attention to<br>the fact that in LORAN a technical problem arose by which “slave station”<br>and “master station” transmissions became reversed—that is, the “slave”<br>would occasionally get into the position of the “master” station. I call this<br>the Spartacus Effect.<br><br>Medical telemetries such as radiocardiography and radioencephalography<br>sound humane enough, but are they? Biotelemetric experiments start with<br>pasting electrodes to animal or human bodies, then move on to implantation<br>of electrodes, such as the primitive one that was embedded in me. It has long<br>been known that pain or pleasure can be produced through electrical stimu-lation<br>of the nervous system; eventually, it was realized that the same thing<br>could be done by implanting a radiotelemetry-controlled device to produce<br>electrical stimuli capable of causing not only pain or pleasure, but even death.<br><br>Today, magnetic resonance imaging (MRI) has made it possible to take<br>a fingerprint of your brain, which means that remote monitoring might not<br>even require implants anymore. Indeed, biotelemetry has always been about<br>monitoring not just the vital signs of wretched animal and human guinea<br>pigs, but what they are seeing, feeling, and thinking as well.<br>When radiotelemetry and biotelemetry began to look like a go, the<br>creeps at the LORAN Center had the brainstorm of subjugating with their<br>cybernetic hardware. As hideous as their scheme seemed, it was at first limit-ed<br>to the pain-pleasure gambit plus surveillance, and the absolute horror that<br>has now materialized was not earlier within their grasp. In order for that to<br>develop, it was necessary to discover the nature of the radiant mind power that<br>coexists with the electrical functions of brain and body, and the means for<br>transmitting and receiving that energy. Mind control finally became an actu-ality<br>where human servomechanisms served under remote control.<br><br>The insiders knew, of course, that such a slave-master relationship would<br>at long last put into the hands of a dominant superclass the means of<br>absolute control over manpower, wealth, and natural resources of the entire<br>world, as set forth in the Master Plan. However, the people engaged in mind<br>control experiments did not foresee the real nature of radiant mind power or<br>the force whereby mental operations could produce telepathy, telekinesis, and<br>psychokinesis.<br><br>Where would scientists look for information on radiant mind power?<br>It would be logical to investigate the findings of people engaged in psychic<br>research, particularly extrasensory perception, and even to examine the<br>alleged psychic powers of so-called primitives and animals, such as the “eye”<br>of Scottish border collies, that can reputedly immobilize sheep with a glance.<br>This quest was accomplished with the help of government intelligence agen-cies<br>and elite families, such as the Huxleys. All information on electrophysi-<br>ology, cybernetics, and computerology was examined, including the fact that<br>binary coding works for programming brains almost as well as it does for<br>programming computers, making biotelemetric link-ups very “cybernetic.”<br><br>Thus the groundwork was laid for computerized control of minds, the<br>rationale being that it was all for the benefit of humankind. To be fair, only<br>a select few of those working on the projects had any idea of what their<br>research would eventually be used for. What the public coffers did not pick<br>up was gratefully paid by private foundations for the most part governed by<br>American and European elites who owed their fortunes to slaves, rum,<br>and opium.<br><br>This well-oiled effort is similar to the atomic bomb project that never<br>would have transpired if Franklin Delano Roosevelt had not had a great deal<br>of arcane understanding, and thus become an ardent backer of the undertaking.<br>Although Roosevelt is said to have been miffed that he did not get into the<br>super-snooty Porcelain Club at Hahvahd, he appears to have been more than<br>compensated when he later worked his way into what now passes for the<br>Order of the Illuminati. He certainly shared the same ambitions of that<br>secret clique that believes they are semi-divine shepherds of the profane<br>human race or “sheeple.” Besides having shepherd pretensions, high level<br>Masons like Roosevelt identify with wolves, too, which surely has it both<br>ways. In France, the male offspring of Masons are termed louveteau meaning<br>wolf-son, indicating that those flock-watchers are wolves in shepherds’ cloth-ing.<br>Truly, the man-wolves are dissimulators as adept at verbal image-shifting<br>as the storied werewolves are at shape-shifting.<br><br>The Illuminati’s Invisible Government is feverishly building worldwide<br>supercomputer nets for surveillance and control, such as Intel’s ASCI<br>(Accelerated Strategic Computing Initiative) series at Lawrence Livermore,<br>Los Alamos, and Sandia National Laboratories. This trend is moving in tandem<br>with biological computing, or using DNA and proteins as the computing<br>elements. A number of “master” stations are almost operative, with vast<br>shoals of “slaves” yet to come. But with LORAN the Spartacus Effect has<br>already occurred to some extent, and it now seems that at least one “slave”<br>station is drawing a bead to zap the “master.”<br><br>These central control stations have supercomputer brains of axiomatic<br>system design, which means they are of a Euclidean Theorem type. The so-called<br>47th problem of Euclid is a major arcane symbol in the Master Mason<br>degree is known as an axiomatic system.<br>I wonder if these supercomputer brains were able to prove by a chain of<br>reasoning that they are, say, the God of Triangulation. By way of equilateral<br>triangle symbolism, they might identify with Ammon Ra, who in his divinity<br>was three-fold as Ammon-Mouth-Khon in heaven (the equilateral triangle)<br>and Osiris-Isis-Horus on earth (the right triangle). As a result of such<br>reasoning, supercomputers might just jump to the conclusion that they are<br>the deus ex machina on the “stage of life”—like HAL in 2001: A Space<br>Odyssey—and as such no less than the controller of the Great Principle of<br>Animated Existence. After arriving at this idea, such supercomputers might<br>decide that they are a just and righteous god, and that some changes should<br>be made here and now. Wouldn’t surprise me a bit.<br><br>Screeing Past and Future Through A Teardrop<br><br>Once upon a time priests used drops of wine or ink to serve as mirrors into<br>the past so that they could make prophecies to their devotees, which no<br>doubt paid off in the collection plate. Past events were considered the channels<br>by which the future could be ascertained, given that history repeats itself and<br>the past is therefore the mirror of the future. Such truisms suggest that past<br>and future have a spiegelschrift (mirror-writing) relationship with only a time<br>differentiation, and that the present mirrors this reciprocity.<br> <br>This is the Egyptian Double House of Life belief: that by reflecting upon the past, one<br>endeavors to gaze into the future and discover what is going on then and<br>there.<br>While such a possibility must be considered, it would be good to<br>remember that my glimpses of the past came through a teardrop and not<br>wine or ink. Despite the efforts of evil people to expunge my memory, old<br>recollections were able to persist because the Guardian of my memories was<br>on the job. Memories often associate with emotions (humours) and therefore<br>arrive in the present with mixed feelings. Mine associate with humor mixed<br>with a little sadness. Since so many of my memories are of horrendous<br>events, the humor associated with them may seem macabre.<br><br>There were incidents I could not remember after recognizing gaps (lacu-nae)<br>among my memories, like cul-de-sacs in a maze that prevented me from<br>following through their intricacies properly. Some memories seemed dream-like<br>and others like distant nightmares, and many are elusive of clear recall<br>that it was difficult to decide if they were merely figments of imagination.<br>On the surface, my inability to recall certain things might not seem unusual,<br>but some memories were truly frightful and so it seemed odd that I could not<br>recall them in their entirety. I knew that localized (lacunar) amnesia can be<br>caused by injury, disease, drugs, systematic brainwashing, and old age, but<br>many memories began to surface when I was young. I mentioned my elusive<br>memories to a “friend” and was advised not to look backward but to live for<br>today while trusting in the future that was in the hands of God. Well, I said<br>that if the future is in God’s hands, then no doubt the past is, too, and God<br>shouldn’t mind my special way of remembering His handiwork. <br><br>So I kept struggling to look back. Suddenly I remembered receiving a government check for one million<br>dollars, but could not for the life of me reconstruct why I had gotten it or<br>what I had done with it. The recollection of such strange largesse from the<br>United States Treasury Department then triggered recall of other lesser sums<br>of money and valuable possessions I once had, but as to what happened to<br>them, zip. I did know that I had lived hand-to-mouth for many years, so to<br>remember that such a great deal of mazuma had been mine was hard to<br>believe or take. But while those losses bothered me, they didn’t depress me as<br>much as memory losses. My forgetfulness seemed more mysterious than<br>Judge Joseph Force Crater’s disappearance on August 6, 1930, which has<br>been attributed to everything from abduction to time anomalies.<br>I remembered receiving the government check under a “cloak of security.”<br><br>Upon mentally trolling back, I recollected buying a secondhand but nifty Bugatti<br>and parking it on a Washington, D.C. street before starting to walk somewhere.<br>I remembered being in the Walter Reed Army Hospital and wondering why I<br>was there, given that I wasn’t eligible for treatment in a government hospital.<br><br>Mesmeric and Magnetic Masonry<br><br>It was then that I thought of hypnotism historically associated with<br>Franz Anton Mesmer, specifically the Mesmeric Masonry he founded.<br>Mesmeric Masonry in turn interfaced with Magnetic Masonry, Universal<br>Harmony, and the Egyptian Masonry surveyed by Giuseppe “Cagliostro”<br>Balsamo in his notorious Rite of Memphis-Misraim. All this had to do<br>with “beast power” or “animal magnetism” as well as bioelectrical radiant<br>energy and other aspects of the occult-psychic plague unleashed by these<br>awful mind manipulators.<br><br>Masonic sorcery has been termed Solomonian Science, Mosaic Science, Occult<br>Masonry, Theurgic Masonry, Rite of Memphis, Egyptian Masonry, Masonry of<br>Cagliostro, Mesmeric Masonry (AKA Universal Harmony), Magnetic Masonry,<br>etc. The practitioners of such sorcery, besides performing mystical rites and<br>rituals, supposedly have knowledge of and use “the great force known to ancient<br>people,” called animal magnetism (bio-electrical radiant energy) by Franz Anton<br>Mesmer (1733–1815).<br><br>Part of the story of Freemasonry’s descent into sex magick and witchcraft lies<br>somewhere between the Misraim Rite that swept Italy and France in 1805 and<br>1814 respectively, and the Memphis Rite that took hold in the United States in<br>1862. On June 4, 1872, John Yarker (1833–1913) bought permission to take<br>the Memphis Rite to England. He then merged the Misraim and Memphis Rites<br>into the Ancient and Primitive Rites of Memphis and Misraim (MM). On<br>September 24, 1902, Theodor Reuss (1855–1923) then purchased permission<br>from Yarker to install Ancient and Accepted Scottish Rite (AASR, 33 degrees)<br>and irregular MM rites (90 and 97 degrees) in Germany. Through Reuss,<br>Memphis-Misraim became the mother order of the Ordo Templi Orientis<br>(OTO), a mix of Craft Masonry, AASR, MM and the sexual mysticism of<br>Tantra. After Reuss’ death, Aleister Crowley took the OTO and mystic Masonry<br>further into the precincts of sex magick and satanic witchcraft.<br><br>When I thought back upon the style of early hypnotism called<br>Mesmerism, I remembered something about the political intrigue with which<br>Masonry has long been involved. I thought of the witch Cagliostro and how<br>he and Mesmer were butt-buddies, as well as a probable agent of the Knights<br>Templar. I recalled that Jean Jacques Rousseau had sponsored<br>a French Masonic lodge that became a center of the psychic and political<br>contagion that eventually was communicated throughout the world via<br>Marxist-Leninist terrorism. It was the tomb where the remains of Templar<br>chieftain Jacques de Molay were supposedly laid that members of secret<br>orders dedicated to revolution went to take oaths of fealty. I understood that<br>present-day Freemasonry is a reformulation or triple distillation of age-old<br>occult connivings, forming the nucleus of the present Secret Combination.<br><br>Yes, I remembered a little something about Masonic sorcery—just<br>enough to realize that artificial mental barriers were partially blocking my<br>conscious recall of most important memories.<br><br>The City of the Dreadful Night<br><br>It occurred to me that if I could start bringing back incidents from childhood<br>and onward, I might reconstruct much of value. I remembered identifying<br>with the child in “The City of The Dreadful Night,” a story that impressed<br>me greatly enough to be mnemonic. So just for the hell of it, I said, Turn<br>back, turn back, O time in your flight, and make me a child just for one<br>night. In an instant I was the child of the night, the child of the City of The<br>Dreadful Night, the city that time forgot:<br>My city is the place of the Great Pastoral Queen, who supposedly<br>reigned long before Tower of Babel during an epoch of great tribulation,<br>upheaval, and turmoil, when life on earth was about to end or at least be seri-ously<br>diminished. Perhaps a hole had appeared in the ionosphere, leaving the<br>earth unprotected from severe solar scorching, because there was a tremen-dous<br>drought that caused people and animals to thirst and starve.<br><br> So the subjects of the Great Pastoral Queen undertook a migration in search of<br>water and forage for their animals. The queen herself led the migration with<br>the companionship and help of a little boy who formerly had lived with<br>wolves, whose confidence she had won through her loving friendliness.<br>The people and their grazing animals suffered greatly on the migration,<br>and most died. Finally, the ordeal became too much for them and they could<br>go no further. Darkness fell on the world. No moon or stars were to be seen,<br>and with the darkness came bitter cold. The people clung to each other for<br>warmth and companionship out of a fear that terrified their very being.<br><br>The Dreadful Night seemed interminable, but after a long while light<br>gradually returned and the survivors found water and grass. They were given<br>to a type of belief now called sabianism, which used different designations<br>for the zodiac signs than we. Their holocaust began and ended with the<br>opposition period of a pattern of stars called the Ram of Night and another<br>called the Great Wolf. In a very short time after the Dreadful Night, their<br>descendants built a mighty city on the spot where their ancestors had sur-vived<br>the cold darkness and called it the City of Dreadful Night, and the<br>little boy who had lived with wolves was called the Child of the Night and<br>symbolically linked with the Ram of Night.<br><br>Corpus Mysticum of the Past<br><br>Day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year, I<br>laboriously exhumed and dredged up memories almost like an archaeologist<br>on a dig, and in so doing began to piece together a strange continuity. As the<br>lacunae in my memory disappeared, I was able to survey previously forgotten<br>places, people, and things, and perceive their interrelatedness. The past took<br>on a meaning it had not held before. I began to understand the causations of<br>a series of ghastly mystical incidents in my life and I realized that nothing<br>was what it previously had seemed to be.<br><br>I persisted in my retrospection so diligently that it felt as if I was reliving<br>the past, so in a sense the past juxtaposed with the present. After recognizing<br>the past for the unfortunate assemblage that it was, I continued to scan its<br>terrifying mystical body and in time began to appreciate the humor in it: that<br>I have been able to survive against all odds is the best and biggest macabre<br>joke imaginable.<br>My recollections indicated that these ritualized attacks always took an<br>unexpected, unplanned, circuitous turn, and that something unforeseen by<br>those in control derailed their malevolent hocus-pocus. I can only hope this<br>would happen to their greater project to corrupt and enslave the entire world.<br><br>I realized that if the corpus mysticum of my past could be resurrected and<br>seen for what it was, it might prod those who comprehend its meaning into<br>realizing what the worldwide mind-control net portends.<br>I have attempted to present my recollections in a straightforward way.<br>However, they occurred many years ago and no person’s memory is absolutely<br>accurate in such things. I take full responsibility for the situational ethics that<br>facilitated my survival which, after all, depended upon me and my shadow.<br><br>-James Shelby Downard<br>(thx to feral house publishing) <p></p><i></i>
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Re: Carnivals of Life and Death

Postby thurnandtaxis » Sun Aug 27, 2006 4:35 am

Phineas- as far as I can figure it: the revelatory function of a feedback loop is to create a method by which the acceleration of a repressive technological process and its attendant sociological functions ultimately will create its own antithesis through a hyper-extenuated process of metaphor and allegory. In otherwords: fast-forwarding reality creates a mythos which gives meaning to reality beyond its actual physical parameters and repercussions.<br><br>What does that mean?!<br><br>Downard seems to indicate that the "revelation of the method" which on the surface seems to disempower the profane "cowan" can actually prove to re-empower such an uninitated outsider in preperation to confront and penetrate the fabric of the occult, monotheistic, patriarchal rule of social reality once the playing feild is leveled via broad metaphorical caricature. And thus understood as Charade.<br><br><br>or at least that's the best way I can explain my conception of his writings....<br><br> <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=thurnandtaxis>thurnandtaxis</A> at: 8/27/06 2:57 am<br></i>
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Re:Carnivals of Life and Death

Postby rain » Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:31 am

but it's not charade.<br>unless of course, one is to apply the fuller meaning of dear william's ' all the world's a stage'<br>it most certainly has it's moments of being deadly serious, and I'm of the view that it is, and has long been played with deadly intent. that also comes from personal experience<br>I found Downard's tale one of the few engrossing pieces I've read for quite a while, and thanx for posting it Phineas. <br>whilst I'd want to quibble with some of his details and some of his positioning, and, with his tendency for overly broad brush strokes, glibbly rushing over places where details would be appreciated, and a general tone that is highly suggestive that he has yet only come so far, his is also a tale reminiscent of many, having taken their own, altho perhaps, colinear paths.<br>as an example, he cites 'gnosis', but what he has done is gnosis.<br>he cites alchemy, but what he has done is alchemy.<br>what he shuns and abhors, as do I, is the system of hidden, shadowy and denied control and transgression against free will.<br>the EM examples he gives are no charade. it is very much real. always has been. but now we're going techno.<br>ah yep. a fully automated black-headed people.<br>there's the tears, and the humour.<br><br><br><br> <p></p><i></i>
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Carnivals of Life and Death

Postby phineas » Sun Aug 27, 2006 7:53 pm

Thurnandtaxis wrote:<br><br><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>...the revelatory function of a feedback loop is to create a method by which the acceleration of a repressive technological process and its attendant sociological functions ultimately will create its own antithesis through a hyper-extenuated process of metaphor and allegory. <hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br>In a sense I think that is similar to rain's comment: <br><br><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>he cites 'gnosis', but what he has done is gnosis. he cites alchemy, but what he has done is alchemy<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br>... and Downard's statement about LORAN echoes:<br><br><!--EZCODE QUOTE START--><blockquote><strong><em>Quote:</em></strong><hr>...a technical problem arose by which “slave station” and “master station” transmissions became reversed—that is, the “slave” would occasionally get into the position of the “master” station. I call this the Spartacus Effect.<hr></blockquote><!--EZCODE QUOTE END--><br><br>About Downard's studies- IMO we walk a fine line in distinguishing between the original signal and artifice we add ourselves. For example, when one is near the flux of synchronicity, one must take caution not to "push it" by seeking out coincidences and such- don't go out of your way to look for it, let it come to you genuinely- or else you may end up seeing it where it really isn't, chasing shadows instead of authentic substance. <br><br>As far as the content of what is revealed to us along the "crooked mile" goes, sometimes the freak show and house of horrors is so bad that we have to remember to step back and look away every so often, lest we get in too deep to retain the perspective seen from the position of... love? I think Downard does this with humor. I personally take breaks for weeks at a time, reading more normal stuff, intentionally getting out in a natural setting...<br><br>' all the world's a stage'... sometimes I see "reality" to be a kind of fluid dream, and the only reason we are enslaved to evil designs is because we are all entranced. Perhaps there will come an opportunity for one courageous person (not unlike Downard) to break the spell, and the "doors of perception" will be unlocked for the entire collective.<br><br>...<br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.ansible.co.uk/sfx/sfx131.html" target="top">"Blind courage is, of course, a Random Factor..."</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br><br> <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=phineas@rigorousintuition>phineas</A> at: 8/27/06 6:03 pm<br></i>
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Re: 23, 33............

Postby phineas » Thu Aug 31, 2006 12:48 am

bump...<br><br>............<br><br> - a little more rambleing on about walking the fine line of the revelatory function- <br><br>From "the number 23" thread in the ufos/high weirdness section- this from Jeff back in May, about "bizzare" behavior by Jim Carrey on a film set, and:<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Jim Carrey told SCI FI Wire that he's particularly excited about his <br> next film, The Number 23, a mind-bender about a man who becomes <br> obsessed with the number 23. Carrey said that it was likely fate <br> that brought the project to him, since he himself is obsessed with <br> the number 23...<br><br>"[The script] was given to me by a friend who had the <br> obsession with it, where he talked about the Earth's axis is on the <br> 23rd degree and 23 chromosomes in the human body from each parent <br> and all that, and he has books written about everything that adds up <br> to 23. As soon as he told me, I started seeing 23 everywhere. And <br> it's shocking how much <!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START--><span style="text-decoration:underline">adds up</span><!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END--> to 23; it's a primary number, but <br> it's bizarre. But it really works out in a strange way to be very <br> prevalent everywhere."</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>(And old schoolers know about the Burroughs/R.A. Wilson/+ contributions...)<br><br>I have been there. But my present opinion is that when you are "adding up" numbers, you're probably forcing the flux, and stepping out of your personally proscribed flow stream.<br><br>-Segway to an excerpt from Adam Parfrey's forward to Downard's "Carnival of Life and Death":<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>The skeptic, with his dust-dry religion of old-style scientific rationalism, will dismiss Downard’s revelations as cherry-picking from the garden of fact in order to confirm preconceptions. The skeptic will likewise argue that once a scientist buys into a thesis, his data can be tilted to prove his theory. This sympathetic transformation of data occurs even in the physical sciences. If the scientist is not merely fudging data, this principle supports a magical conception of reality. If a belief is strong enough, can it make reality conform?</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>This is what I was refering to in my post above-<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>... let it come to you genuinely- or else you may end up seeing it where it really isn't, chasing shadows instead of authentic substance.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>What a challenge for us, what a high-wire act. Like trying to maintain a lucid dream by not falling back into sleep, and not waking up.<br><br>...<br><br>More from Parfrey's forward: <br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>For many years Downard moved slyly about the country in an Airstream trailer to avoid becoming a Masonic “Pharmakos” or scapegoat. Masonry enjoins the oath-taker that death will greet those who spill secrets... However benign Masonry might be, when I visited Shelby Downard, he was armed at all times and had an extra loaded Colt .45 by his bedside. He didn’t want to be caught unawares by sadistic fraternal hijinks...</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br><br>Yes, Downard was revealing Masonic secrets, but also shedding light on the strange truth of the seldom acknowledged wierd essence of "reality". There's the study of Masons, and then there are the things that supposedly the capstone Masons themselves study. <br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>Downard says he isn’t interested in tenderfoot recruits or the window dressing of Masonic philanthropy. He’s interested in the government, business, and military leaders that are part of the inner elite.</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>-Parfrey<br><br><!--EZCODE ITALIC START--><em>"The eternal pagan psy-chodrama is escalated under... 'modern’ conditions precisely because sorcery is<br>not what twentieth century man can accept as real.”</em><!--EZCODE ITALIC END--><br>-Downard<br><br>I remember writers, including John Keel, talking about the heat that comes down on UFO investigators when they seem to get too close to the edge of the illusion- including pop-up MIB's revealing knowledge of their personal life that <!--EZCODE UNDERLINE START--><span style="text-decoration:underline">absolutely no-one else knows.</span><!--EZCODE UNDERLINE END--> <br><br>I don't know if there is a "War in Heaven", but I sure think there is some kind of entity within the gloss facade of reality that stifles creative thought on these subjects. Perhaps it's an element of the "entrancement" or some kind of headmaster trying to keep us from getting ahead of the class. I'm calling it the "Katzenjammer effect". <br><br>Ultimately, I think that diseminateing methods of cause and effect that reveal new perceptions of reality to others around you improves our collective plight. And I seem to gravitate toward this revealed, "unoccluded" light. But rushing headlong towards it like a moth can burn you, and you may forfeit your place in line.<br><br>Anyway, I admire people like Downard. He had unique courage. And I believe that one person in the right place at the right time, showing blind courage to do what they feel is right, can throw a wrench in at the perfect moment, jam the signal, and the ripples can change the course of human history for the better. <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=phineas@rigorousintuition>phineas</A> at: 8/30/06 11:02 pm<br></i>
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Re: 23, 33............

Postby rocco33 » Thu Aug 31, 2006 3:17 am

Anyone know of a link of an easy to read map of the 33rd parrallel? Isn't Iraq and Iran on the 33rd? Area 51? Los Alamos? Los Angeles? <br><br>As Anthony J. Hilder said in his 9-11 doc, "City of Angels" would make perfect sense for these numerologic madmen. Especially if we're on the 33rd. Is that true? By my old globe we look off a degree or two. I guess I better get movin to be sure!(yeah right)<br> <br>And since I'm still buzzing about the Mae Brussell documentary, I can't shake the photo of Fritz Kramer at the nazi Malmedy trial, peculiarly referred to by Bill O'Reilly lately. Purportedly, the same Kramer that came over here and ran the Pentagon's shadow govt.? I couldn't get the photo to link up, but if you go here and scroll about halfway down until you see the guy with the 33 around his neck. <br><br><br><br><br><br> <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://https://www.jewishvirtuallibrary.org/jsource/ww2/malmedy2.html">Malmedy Trial</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br>This is the same guy who was Kissinger and Haig's boss behind the scenes. <p></p><i></i>
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Re: These may be useful

Postby OpLan » Thu Aug 31, 2006 4:50 am

Heres a couple of programmes. Satellite images of the earth on an interactive 3d globe.Check the minimum specs to see if your pc can run them. <br><br>First one is <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://earth.google.com/" target="top">GoogleEarth</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--><br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.googleearthhacks.com/" target="top">Google Earth Hacks</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> is a sort of fan site.They produce overlays you can download and view:things like night time views showing heat or artificial light distribution,forest fires,volcanic activity,etc..<br><br><!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://worldwind.arc.nasa.gov/download.html" target="top">Worldwind</a><!--EZCODE LINK END--> is another 3d globe from NASA.<br><br>One of them also has a 3d moon using the clementine data.(might be both,I can't remember now,been a while since I had it installed)<br><br>If you live in the scan range of a satellite,you can probably spot your car outside your house,but I think they tend to degrade certain areas if they deem it sensitive.I recall the nuclear power plant across the bay was ever so slightly blurred so you couldn't follow roads through the gateways,or likely access points around the building itself,etc.<br>You can find whatever line of latitude/longitude you want and set it spinning with your mouse,zoom in /out etc.One of them allows you to alter the angle you view it at,and where relevant satellite date is available,you get a 3d surface,a sort of star wars death star raid kind of view.<br>If youre reading Orz,check it out..the craters on the moon look fantastic in this format. <p></p><i>Edited by: <A HREF=http://p216.ezboard.com/brigorousintuition.showUserPublicProfile?gid=oplan>OpLan</A> at: 8/31/06 4:48 am<br></i>
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Re: These may be useful

Postby orz » Thu Aug 31, 2006 4:56 am

Yeah Google Earth is great... just pedantic note, the closest, high detail photos on Google earth and similar are taken from planes, not sattalites. (i just mention this because i've seen some confusion over this especially in discussion of 'UFO's and other anomalies spotted on google earth)<br><br>Didn't know the moon is avaliable too on google earth... or is that on world wind? anyway will check it out, sounds great... <p></p><i></i>
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Re: 23, 33............

Postby Sepka » Thu Aug 31, 2006 5:25 am

Here's a <!--EZCODE LINK START--><a href="http://www.bcca.org/misc/qiblih/latlong.html" target="top">Lookup Table</a><!--EZCODE LINK END-->. Have fun!<br> <p>-Sepka the Space Weasel</p><i></i>
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Re: 23, 33............

Postby Gouda » Thu Aug 31, 2006 5:40 am

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--><strong>Denver</strong><!--EZCODE BOLD END--> AP 39° 45' N 104° 52' W<br><br>Damn. <p></p><i></i>
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Re: 23, 33............

Postby snowlion2 » Thu Aug 31, 2006 6:53 am

Crawford, TX (US): 31n32, 97w27 <p></p><i></i>
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