MINE EYES HAVE SEEN THE GLORY

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or are the buggers deceiving me? Cast yourne own eyes upon this, mine quotes from a truly biblical Scribe—

“Colorstorm. You’re clueless. It won’t do any good to say why though and especially not here.

“Pastor” Randy. You’re even worse.

We really are in a great apostasy in the church world in this country. Oh what a breathtakingly rude awakening is coming to people like you. 🙁 One or both of us serves a false god.” 

—and may your flabbers be ghasted. Mine aren’t. I know what people can do to people, especially when inspired by the adoration Of God, the greatest power of Peace, Love, Hope, Compassion and mercy the universe will ever know*—

(—so that’s what it’s like, to dribble. Yeuch.)

“Mr Argus!”

“Yes, Little Ollivia?”

“Is that the utmost in degrading sarcasm, or have you genuinely been touched by God?”

“Possibly both, Toots. Think about it … I am, like you, like all of us, merely The Lord’s instrument puppet, no?”

—and anyway, all I’m doing is quoting from a genuine “touched”. Go there and vomit for yourself (it’s free~!) (unless you get touched too and sign up … and then there’s no end to the touching up …)

 

Your link:  CLICKETH HEREITH

 

(take a bucket with you if you go. BIG bucket …)

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* Bible-person speech. (Am I getting good at it, or wot?)

 

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DO THE LORD A FAVOUR

by bypassing all the usual bricks-and-mortar houses of God—just cut direct to the chase; which is what religion is all about:

 

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LINE

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LINE

Religion of any kind, that is, except yours* .

Yours alone in geography, history, and the entire universe is The Unique One-True Word Of God; sincere, and NOT in the least fixated on the sucke  honest querent’s buck.

Again I state:  all (repeat) ALL others are false (sent by Satan to lure you into pitfalls and snares). Be careful out there~! 

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“Not true~!”                 “Is too!”

 

And now, just keep those donations pouring in—God desperately NEEDS your bucks for His Good Works; AND …

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YOU’RE PILING UP TREASURE IN HEAVEN~!!!**

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* Unless you’re one of us …

** So it’s Win/Win for all concerned.

WISHFUL ‘THINKING’?

IF

Fly Pig, left bigIf I had to have a ‘religious’ belief … of sorts … leaving out all the Good Books (good? Oh, yeah, right; and so was Adolf Hitler)(guy who kindly built the autobahns) I would tend towards reincarnation—

—not the ‘godly’ kinds that shroud the supposed act in deities and such; but as in this simple quote expressed by some great oik in the past whose name eludes me—

 

It is no more surprising to be born twice than once

 

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Duuuuuhhhhh …

I HAVE READ THE BOOKS OF

(and sometimes corresponded with) learned researchers and imbibed many other offerings as well—some of them well-intentioned cranks, some blatantly out to fleece, others drily conveying the results of innocent research.

FOR A START

I declare myself an agnostic

AND I’m a rock-solid atheist.

Ergo:

IF reincarnation be real it has to be a simple fact of worldly existence. And therefore provable, no?

No.

How can anyone carry a telling argument into a closed mind? Closed by religion, closed by science, closed by bare rational logic …

AS ALWAYS

preconceived prejudices rule.

But some of the cases in the books, and some of those presentations on UT … certainly stir the waters a bit.*

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* More than a bit actually, but that’s a whole new can of worms … many others are outright silly.

GUN LOBBY &

MOSQUE MURDERS

Does it all boil down to a battle for control—in the end?

The ultimate control: reduced to brute force, superstition, and pignorance?

So in the end which is mightier—the hand holding the gun or the hand that rocks the cradle? (Religious folks inspired by the Old Testaments please note—I said ‘rocks’, not stones) (as in verb not noun).

IS ALL THIS ‘RELIGIOUS’ CRAP

really just an extension of the ages-old Battle Of The Sexes?

Wannabe men who are really slaves to superstitions resurrected and maintained for political control (Power! Aaaaahhhh …) versus people who although soft and fluffy (hah! You wish—) are actually quite clever and quietly biding their time?

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I should know. I’m an expert … I married one (see? I told you they were clever!) and have kept my eyes open for these past decades.

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NEVER FORGET,

o’ clever person, that your enemy must sleep sometime, and the snake you warm in your bosom will sting you halfway across the river (bugger! Mixed ’em up again …)(stupid proverbs) (sheesh!).

SO ARE MUSLIM ‘MEN’

not only pignorant but so desperate to retain whatever it is that turns them on that they must keep ‘their’ wimmin tucked away, out of sight, and in black bags?

Are we so stupid as to allow them to bring their ancient cultures with them to our benighted lands and nations?

Don’t ask me—Im just a dum dog with better things to do—

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—such as watching a rather irate Miss Truth climbing out of history (and mighty grumpy she looks too). Now, I’m off—more important things beckon …

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BOTHERED?

Screen Shot 2019-03-18 at 10.07.29I’m not.

Much … I can’t be bothered with questions of unanswerable complexity. So instead of trying for answers I simply accept what I’m told by experts—any wee doubts bellowing in the back of my mind get ruthlessly fertilised until tiny becomes universal.

AND ALWAYS

I keep ending up back in the past, trying to balance what our recognised over-powerful experts tell us—against the good ol’ cynical WTF?

THE STARTING POINT

has to be (one of them, anyway—) the immortal words of Jules Verne in one of the favourite books of my youth:

mobilis in mobile

(English translation, of course) which loosely translated means that “Everything, Bud, is moving—and you are moving in it~” … brrrrr.

AND NOW, TO NOT CHANGE THE SUBJECTs—

have a beak at this:

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—being of course, a sketch of the famed GP of E (a pile of rocks very strictly under the control of one Dr Zahi Hawass).

MY POINT?

The sketch shows the pyramid with shafts set at angles. Fair enough, too. For some reason they were called ‘air shafts’ but for some other reason some never reached the air. (Don’t ask me—I’m just a dum dog.)

So?

So: the consensus seems to be that “the shafts were actually aimed at particular stars” … and, furthermore—

I believe that nobody actually knows

  • when the pyramid was built
  • how the pyramid was built
  • why the pyramid was built

(although some cranks do say it was built by a pre-flood civilisation for purposes not yet understood; while others say it was thrown together by a megalomanic king as a tomb. Myself? As a fully qualified crank I’m in the first crank camp. However …)

Claims are mede for the shafts aligning with particular stars and/or constellations.

Using the most basic of canine reasoning I ponder such conclusions. Nobody knows exactly when these rocks were thrown together to make this heap*. Ya gotta know ‘when’, no? … Stars are moving targets, they gallop about the sky with mad rapturous abandonment and entire constellations change position with the seasons/aeons.

So if the shafts align … it can only be sometimes; and given that the universe is ‘mobilis in mobile‘ it really could have only ever been the once, and that on the date of construction?**

Given too that it took longer than that (Flick!) to construct, perhaps we are thinking date of dedication here; and to be exactly precise perhaps the very hour/minute/second when the builder smashed the bottle across its bows and named it?

MY POINT?

How can anyone know what stars the unused shafts were pointing at, and when?

All, I think, is conjecture.

AND NOW

Don’t get me started on the Sphinx …

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Stupid nut! Stupid nut! Stupid nut! Stupid nut!

 

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* Or how. At school (and for years after) we were told zillions of well-whipped slaves dragged those stones across the desert on loggy rollers. (And folks actually believed that? I certainly did …)

** Let’s not get too picky: to drag in Great Years (roughly 26 kiloyears) is to upset nice people even more … tact, ya gotta be tactful …

ENGLISH NEITHER

SPOKEN

nor WROT  WRITTED ( oops) WRITENED (oops—ah—)

EXISTENT!

(Extant? Bugger …_

A ceremony has been held at the Dunedin flat where the Christchurch terror accused lived to affirm the man’s beliefs ”have no place in Dunedin”.

The above is from The Otago Daily Times this date—

—which ODT is a news thing (the ODT, not this date, dammit) based in Dunedin. Sadly they too seem to be mourning the passing of the Proof Reader—if not, they damned well should be. (Subbies? Don’t get me started~!)

SO, PICKING A FEW MORE

pedantic nits—what might we assume from that above snippet?

Don’t ask moi—I’m still reeling in shock and having fitses of the vapourses*.

But today … aaaaah, todaaaaaay …

 

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* Modern English

THE ARK IS

FINE,

we’re told:

“… Please not to worry … is fine and has no intention of quitting. 

Along with the power cuts … been without phone lines and internet access for almost two weeks …”

furthermore:  PHEW~!

And thanks also go to the folks who got there quicker than moi:  “Trust,” said the crusty old US president, “… but verify.”

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I think we’ve verified enough and can look forward to the cynical damnated cynic getting back online and cynicising like fury to catch up. In the meantime, on his behalf (but without his permission) here’s the latest candid photo/video I shot with my wee spy-camera of the Ark contemplating his next post—

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