Showing posts with label the heart of darkness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the heart of darkness. Show all posts

Tuesday 25 October 2022

Myocarditis



Myocarditis has been removed from the NHS website. I bring salient information on the subject in the video above for the information hungry.

Friday 18 February 2022

Time For My 3rd Dose.. Oops, Swollen Heart.




The first two don’t do much but the third and forth are magic. I always take more of something that doesn’t work, to make sure it really doesn’t work.

I've probably seen around a hundred of these examples on social media where it's really hard work not to laugh, as obviously he's got a lot of future health risks associated with Pericarditis, but at least he's not statistically going to be dead in five years according to the myocarditis data.

Look, all we're saying is .GOV, Big Pharma and Legacy Media are proven liars and it doesn't matter how much they repeat 'safe and effective', they're still in the testing stage and the data is in.

Do your research before any more injections. 

Friday 17 July 2020

How To Grovel Harder in 2020 - Proverbs 29:4-5



Anybody noticed that the people who have had their heads stuck deepest in the sand, since 9/11 or the last time Israel wiped out 500 kids as the Westminster/Royal child abuse scandal unravelled, are the most obedient to any GovCorp™ instruction? ("you've got to do your bit you know").

They grovel lower (obedience)
Virtue signal higher (BLM )
Care deeper (while ignoring Weinstein, Epstein, Ghislaine ..It doesn't sound like a Presbyterian problem does it?)
Are the least capable of discussing the science of explosives, virology, law of conservation/gravity, or anything not approved by a TV celebrity
Are living in a fear so deep they project it as anger on any who dissent.

I could go on, but I've got great news for you.

There is further turmoil coming, and your servility and ability to erase anything that challenges the manufactured narrative by the toxic MSM is heading towards the ultimate destination.

Even when we were kids we knew not to take the 'silicon chip inside your head is switched to overload'.

Yet here you are, fapping-off to the potential of neural networking and nano-chipped celebrity endorsed vaccines coming just round the corner.

You have the free will to give away yours. But don't project your complicity on we who say No and reject the obvious conclusion of a life of cowardice, service to self, materialism and gluttony.

We see you.

We see that which you covet.

Friday 25 August 2017

Wild Tales - 2014




Wild Tales is laugh out loud funny. It's a compilation of six stories of Argentinian script writing that really bring the human experience to life. It was a pleasure to watch this kind of film making again and it reminded me of the more humorous scenes of some of Pedro Almodovar's movies.

The story about the guy who has his car removed by the city council is particularly pleasing.

Saturday 20 August 2016

River Phoenix & Intelligence Agency Use of Cults




The Boiler Room has evolutionized the experience of discussion-audio listening. Educated, informed, calm, measured and occasionally witty and drole commentary on the world. If you like erudite discourse by autodidacts who seem to have a natural ability to hold a conversation without it being dominated by any single voice or forced narrative, this is for you.

I used the River Phoenix headline as link bait as they discuss much much more, and you like I will learn a few things you didn't know, if you listen to the Boiler Room, because the collective efforts of a noble group of like-minds is a joy to behold. 

Wednesday 24 October 2007

The Heart of Darkness - Pol Pot's Car For Sale

One of the things I love most about Cambodia is that on each visit I see new growth. I don't mean the X.X% GDP growth that will choke us all in good time anyway if we don't rewire the economy, I mean the kind of growth that means the kids look a little cleaner, and a little less grubby. I guess it's the kind of growth that is really a reversal of growth in some ways, as a diminishing number of children are seen running around wearing shabby rags as clothing.

On my first visit, my driver called Elephant, took me around the killing fields and the notorious Tuol Sleng prison which was a school before it became a dark horror story of a torture concentration camp, a place where the Khmer kids were more barbourous than any of the adults could ever be, where they thought up the most ingenious ways to cause pain and suffering to the prisoners of the Khmer Rouge regime, which really only came to power because there was a hell of a shit fight going on in that part of the world through Vietnam and another war on something terrorful for safety. I'll never forget when I asked Elephant if he had lost any family members, how dispassionate he was retelling the story where his brother was killed by the Khmer Rouge after he stole a car to run away from the commune. He was caught, bound and immobilised before being run over in the same car he had taken. Stories like that are two a penny a Cambodia and few people want to think about the bad old days.

Anyway I could go on about how 300 kilometres or more north of the capital Phnom Penh lies the temple Angkor Wat, which in my mind is profoundly mysterious to the history of civilisation with it's Indian architecture dedicated to the God Vishnu, and how much fun I had hiring a motorcycle trials bike and generally just whizzing around on my own, playing with M16 guns and grenades on a range, and partying hard in the Heart of Darkness, but maybe that stuff isn't really interesting but it was a part of my life that I look back on fondly. Or maybe it was the butterflies that flew over the burial pits in the killing fields, on a beautiful day as I reflected on the whole thing that gave me a lot to think about.

One of the oddities of that period was the discovery by a friend of mine that Pol Pot's stretch Limo (Don't all agrarian economy Marxist tyrants run around in stretch Limos?) was being used to ship melons to the market in the capital. I felt at the time it was wrong to profit from that vehicle but like those kids who not only look cleaner on each visit but also have no recollection of that insane time, I think time has moved on. I'm particularly pleased that a portion of the profits now that it is on sale will go towards a charity. You know who you are if you are reading this but the bigger the chunk that goes towards the growth of Cambodia the better the Karma. What goes around comes around.