I have no idea what you just said, tapitsbo.Can you translate or better still, manifest what you mean by 'female personae"? Cohen undoubtedly has some but taken on the whole, he's a very male character with a sensitive side (Venus conjunct Neptune) and huge Mother issues.
Meanwhile, let's get back on topic while guruilla is busy putting out fires over at the transgenderism thread.
Speaking of Paul McCartney 'transitioning' -- Paul is dead.That's just so obvious to anyone who bothers to compare photos before and after 11/9/1966. But John Lennon, who 'died' on this very day, 35 year ago in 1980, is still alive. For this insight, we have to thank the unmentionable Miles Mathis.
If Lennon is alive, then why is Mark David Chapman still sitting in Attica? He should be in Ithaca where MKULTRA programmed and deprogrammed its assassins. Speaking of programmed assassins... who do think really shot John Lennon?
The list of suspected accessories to his murder is very long and includes Yoko Ono, Stephen King, Jose Perdomo (the doorman), and an unnamed "third shooter" aka "the handyman" who allegedly stood in the outdoor service elevator facing the steps that Lennon climbed before crashing through the front door and announcing "I've been shot" to Ono and the night desk clerk on duty.
Salvador Astucias went to the Dakota, checked out the crime scene, and concluded that Mark David Chapman could not have killed Lennon:
http://spikethenews.blogspot.ca/2013/12 ... _4286.htmlSo, who did? I think Lennon's death was planned well in advance, and involved everyone from Buckingham Palace on down through J. Edgar Hoover, the CIA and Ronald Reagan, as well as right-wing Zionist groups who were offended by Lennon's occasional anti-semitic remarks. I have read that Lennon and Mick Jagger were meeting as often as Yoko would let them, planning to relaunch a new Peace Movement that would tie together music and politics, and re-energize the sixties' generation. Their plans were in direct opposition to those of the Zionists and military think tanks who were intent on launching Star Wars ahead of the militarization of space.
Lennon and Yoko had put out an album, Double Fantasy, which is full of clues announcing his imminent disappearance. Judging by most of the songs, their relationship was at a low ebb, and Lennon was drained by Ono's programmatically feminist and artistically-mediocre contributions. He needed and wanted a change.
Not only that: the music business wanted a change. Like Jimi Hendrix, Lennon was worth more dead than alive: I would call that a financial motive. Neither he nor Jagger had much going on, musically, in 1980 (it was the Stones's abysmal disco period). Lennon was tired, angry, fed up -- and being courted by the likes of New Left agent Abbie Hoffman, another probable CIA mind control product. Lennon's small world consisted of the Dakota, the recording studio, and an Irish bar where he celebrated his 40th birthday on October 9.
I think someone made Lennon an offer, and organized a ceremony in his honour in Manhattan in early December, bringing together a cast of characters for the fake assassination. One was the still little-known Stephen King, who was also Mark Chapman's doppelganger -- interestingly, after 1980, King's career began to take off. Go here to read the wacko theory that Stephen King was the real hit man:
http://lennonmurdertruth.com/ But before you dismiss Steve Lightfoot as a loony, read what he says about the "coded phrases" aimed at sleeper assassins which were hidden in national magazines -- like NEWSWEEK -- in the weeks leading up to Lennon's death.
Another insider was Annie Liebowicz, the Rolling Stone magazine photographer and Air Force brat (likely programmed herself from childhood) who took those haunting photos a few hours before the shooting, in which a naked Lennon curled up like a foetus beside Yoko in black with her Japanese geisha-death mask face. Very prophetic -- but then it's easier to be clairvoyant when you're in on the plan.
Yet another guest at the ritual was Leonard Cohen, who brought his own gun.
I've written about this somewhere else:
http://lunamoth1.blogspot.ca/2009/07/da ... -died.htmlI was on Hydra in December 1980 including the week John Lennon died. So, I always thought, was Leonard Cohen, since I saw him several times that month, including the night of Friday December 5th, which was two days after Hannukah ended. As far as I saw, Leonard did not celebrate Hannukah that year on Hydra -- maybe he lit candles, alone in his house, which he was preparing for the arrival of his children, but I saw no sign of it. Hannukah is a family-oriented holiday and Leonard's children were living in France at the time with their mother, Suzanne. This is only important because the official biographies have Leonard Cohen buying Hannukah candles in Manhatten on December 11, 1980 -- and preparing to spend the holidays (and the following year, 1981) there in America with his kids. In fact, Hannukah ended on December 3 and Leonard stayed put on Hydra from late November 1980 all the way through the following September -- except for that week in early December when John Lennon died. The fact that the biographers report that he was in America without citing any proof, indicates a coverup. But more on this another time.
The next time I ran into Leonard in the port of Hydra was on a Sunday, December 14, when he stepped off the hydrofoil ferry with his two children and their nanny, six days after John Lennon was shot. Over the next few days, I mentioned John Lennon once or twice, trying to find out what Leonard thought about the tragedy. He didn't want to talk about it. Instead he handed me a copy of NEWSWEEK magazine with Ronald Reagan on the cover, and the list of Who's In, Who's Out. Reagan was in, Lennon was Out. I thumbed through the NEWSWEEK and handed it back. What I remember happening next is that I started to cry: tears were pouring down my face and I was wiping them away and Leonard looked slightly dismayed . This happened in a cafe with blue velvet cushions facing out onto the port on a cold rainy day in mid-December..
From then on, the theme was ""Grow up, Flower Child,"Welcome to the New Word Order," and "Money is the Long Hair of the 80s."
Guruilla is familiar with the story, so far. However there's more to tell.
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Not only was Lennon gone, but the values he stood for were on their way to an early grave. That was the whole point of getting rid of him. It was a way to traumatize a generation and shake up our programming. From that time on, anyone who clung to the old hippie values, the clothes, the hair, the indifference to materialism, was doomed to die a sad, lonely death, while the ones who forged ahead with shoulder pads and polyester pants were on a fast track to fame, fortune, success. All you had to do to get ahead was started acting like a sociopath.
FAST FORWARD 33 YEARS. It's 2013 and I'm still not dead, only been slumbering like Sleeping Beauty. One day I wake up and I'm in Michigan, and it's snowing. It snows hard every day here in the woods where I'm staying in a three-storey cabin build by hippies who keep their chickens in a coop in the yard. I feed the chickens and stack wood and keep the efficient stove going, while I work on my book about Leonard Cohen. And down the road from us (we're a half hour drive from Harbor Springs, where the rich go to play, and Mackinac Island, where children are trauma-programmed by the elite at their exclusive summer resorts) -- is a town called Traverse, Michigan. I don't know it yet, but Traverse City is home to a notorious John Lennon impersonator.
If you haven't read Miles Mathis 40-page article on why he's convinced Mark Staycer, local disk jockey, Lennon impersonator and elusive star of the 2009 Canadian mockumentary LET HIM BE, is really John Lennon, please don't start arguing. Just download it from
http://mileswmathis.com/lennon.pdf -- read it the whole thing first and watch as your skepticism wobbles and dissolves by the end. If you disagree, then go ahead and try to debunk it, point by point. I dare you. I started out thinking it was a load of horseshit too, but I persevered and I'm glad I did.
The fact that I happened to be living 50 miles from Traverse City and Mark Staycer in 2013, of course, means nothing. It's just one of those weird coincidences. Mathis' article on him was not published until 2014, when someone alerted me to it.
However, in February 2013, when I was innocently living in Michigan for the first and only time in my entire life, I woke up one morning determined to write to one of the Rolling Stones about my growing suspicion that Leonard Cohen, my former next door neighbour in Montreal, was somehow involved in Lennon's assassination. As it turned out, it wasn't so easy to write the letter, which began "Dear Mick,