DIVIDE AND RULE
https://rumble.com/v69jdrm-dr-vandana-shiva.html?
Thursday, January 16, 2025
DR. VANDANA SHIVA - WE ARE ONE EARTH, ONE HUMANITY
DIVIDE AND RULE
Tuesday, December 31, 2024
MAX IGAN BACK IN ACAPULCO - UPDATE ON GAZA
https://www.bitchute.com/video/IxztKhkJY08V/?list=notifications&randomize=false
There's an interesting part close to the start about fake news created with AI and the glitches that reveal that the Israeli girl being interviewed or a Muslim fighter being shown is not human but an AI creation because the anatomy is moving in an impossible way or the rocket launcher breaks apart then comes together again while it's in the soldier's hand.
The mind-numbing genocide in Gaza continues. Israel bombing hospitals.
ALEX COLLIER EXPLAINS THE ALIENS
(At 20 minutes 30 seconds approx.) ...the bottom line is, when you look at the whole picture, and you go up the ladder, okay? ...we are not the enemy. the enemy isn't human at all. But it's pushing all our buttons so that we're so busy looking at each other, and so... neurotic about each other, that we're not looking at the real reality here.
The real cause, which is another race, or races, that are here, who are totally playing games with us, feeding off our energy, and hoping that we destroy ourselves so they can keep the planet for themselves.
https://rumble.com/v6485as-alex-collier-explains-the-aliens.html?
Tuesday, December 24, 2024
INTERNET FUNNY BUSINESS
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This is why Reiner was kidnapped and illegally imprisoned (since October 2023).
This is the kind of shameless stupidity the Internet has been weaponized to do:
Deceive the ignorant sheep who have lined up and still line up to receive fake vaxxes. They are not even real vaxxes. REAL VAXXES DON'T GIVE YOU HEART DISEASE OR TUBO CANCER.
REAL TRANSLATION: "The pandemic is a fraud because PCR Tests cannot detect Covid-19"
100% TRUE.
The PCR Test, according to the discoverer Dr. Kary B. Mullis, is only to be used for laboratory purposes to make otherwise invisible molecules visible by augmenting their size.
The lie that he never said this is still being spread brazenly on the net.
In this video he talks about HIV. He didn't accept the term "it has been misused", he preferred "misinterpretation".
He DID SAY: "It doesn't tell you if you are sick.... It doesn't tell you that what you have is going to make you sick."
He DID SAY: "You can take something that isn't visible and make it visible, and make it appear that it's important."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iWOJKuSKw5c
BASICALLY, IF YOU RESEARCH THE COVID PANDEMIC, THE "CASES" WERE PCR False Positives.
This is why Reiner Fuellmich was imprisoned. He was speaking Truth to Power.
NEWS REGARDING REINER
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THIS IS A JUST AND INNOCENT MAN, HANDCUFFED, THE POLICE IS THERE BECAUSE REINER'S FEET ARE SHACKLED, TO KEEP HIM FROM STUMBLING.
Letter to UN Special Rapporteur on Torture for Reiner Fuellmich
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Sunday, December 15, 2024
LUIGI MANGIONE, AVENGING ANGEL
Luigi Mangione is the People's Hero
our Secular Saint
He has everything: money, intelligence, brilliant future,
good family, and he is also another victim of the American Disease System, suffering from chronic pain from medical malpractice.
He has sacrificed future, comfort, peace, to denounce the crimes against humanity of a wicked diseased health system, criminal Big Pharma, and the complicity of all governments, medical associations, medical schools.
The victim used his free will to be an accomplice.
Luigi used his free will to sacrifice himself FOR US.
One man is dead.
BILLIONS HAVE DIED.
Cancer cures persecuted, outlawed, their practitioners and discoverers hounded into alcoholism, poverty, imprisonment, suicide.
Curable diseases turned into death sentences.
Diseases invented to kill millions: HIV/AIDs, ebola, zika, Covid-19, autism, diabetes, drug, chemical, sugar addiction, alcoholism.
Ignorance perpetrated, people ignorant of how to be healthy, strengthen immunity, cure themselves. Billions bankrupted, driven to despair, abandoned, bereaved.
I won't say anything so crazy-sounding as saying that God sent Luigi as Avenging Angel and Moses to say:
LET MY PEOPLE GO.
But from a literary and mystical perspective, God has done just that.
GOD BLESS YOU, LUIGI.
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REBEL WITH A CAUSE
Wednesday, December 04, 2024
ANDREW CUNANAN: FILIPINO MEDUSA (2019)
ANDREW CUNANAN: FILIPINO MEDUSA
I watched a video of Krishnamurti in which he responded to a question regarding homosexuality, and he gave a beautiful explanation and description of desire that gave me important keys:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORNCfV1YyRE
In a few words, Krishnamurti speaks of desire, of
how the senses perceive beauty, the brain says, “I wish to have that”, and we
reach for the object of desire. Whether it be physical or mental.
This article is a reflection about the television series
“The Assassination of Gianni Versace. American Crime Story”. Andrew Cunanan,
son of a Filipino father and an Italian mother, born and raised in the U.S.,
murdered several people before he stalked and shot to death Versace as the
famous designer walked back to his Miami Beach mansion in 1997. A few days
later, besieged by the police in the empty houseboat where he had been hiding, Cunanan shot himself.
Cunanan and Versace were two faces of one
coin: desire. Versace had the genius of calling forth
desire in women, especially: the desire
to be beautiful and to wield power as a mortal woman transformed into goddess. Cunanan was raised in desire by parents who
turned him into an idol and trained in him the addiction to material objects and
immediate self-gratification. He was
endowed with beauty, intelligence, charisma, and turned himself into a young
god, a magnet for the old men who possessed the objects of his desire: money and luxury. And he also had powerful desires for
acceptance, friendship, romance, and used money and luxury, in addition to his
personal charisma, to reel in and keep friends, lovers, and to exercise power
over those the system considered powerful, winners: older, wealthy, successful white men.
Both men (the victimizer and his victim) were geniuses
of desire. And the world brought them together and the chaos that was inside
Cunanan and all around Versace produced the chemical reactions that destroyed
them both.
Versace chose the Medusa as the logo of his fashion
empire. Cunanan became the Medusa and killed
those he caught in his web of desire, seduction, illusion.
(Portrayed A.C.)
The Filipino
Angle
The series is successful because it humanizes the
characters of this Greek drama. No one is more humanized than the central
characters: Versace and Cunanan. Both
are born of Italian mothers. But while
Versace is more “normal”, the son of a talented, devoted, magically dreamy and
creative mother, Cunanan is the prey of a mother who is a dreamy religious
fanatic, who encourages narcissism and escapism in her son, and of a father who
is a crass materialist, a social climber, most probably sociopathic, in his single-minded
pursuit of money without compunctions about breaking the law to get it, then
abandoning his family to escape the consequences, preferring squalor and invisibility
in the Philippines. They single out their youngest son to become the vessel of
their obsessions, their beautiful Frankenstein offspring, and set him loose
into the world, a conquistador of the unconscious, the libidinous, the
innocent. And in his killing spree, why is Versace his ultimate target? He is in love with Versace but knows he can
never have such a man, such a man is oblivious to his game, has too much power
and has real love by his side. Versace
is everything Cunanan knows he cannot and will never be. And so he must die.
Cunanan’s Filipinoness early on, he realizes, is an
inconvenience and must be replaced by the glamorous Portuguese surname “de
Silva”, after the encounter with a supreme cynic of human trafficking, the
madam of an escort service, who forces him to define himself taxonomically as
an “Asian American”. “My Latinos are
hunks. No can do. I can’t sell a clever Filipino, even one with a big d__k.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AVqzkMN5fps
The Cunanan story is really important for
Filipinos. This is a real person who you could say lived the American
Dream of the immigrant who has everything it takes to succeed, is groomed for
social success, then sinks into the dregs and becomes an avenging demonic angel. He destroys everything that he is, goes on a
rampage to live out the dreams that everyone goes through hell to achieve,
without making the slightest effort except to seduce the hell out of the entire
world. It’s the Hitlerian formula except
focused on the Hollywood plot. Beside
Cunanan, the Richard Gere character in American Gigolo looks like a
hardworking, respectable, serious professional. Cunanan literally turns into the Id in human form, the Id we all learn to sublimate by the time
we are 8 years old. No, in Cunana’s case
it turns into a rampaging ephebus, a dazzling Adonis straight out of a Vogue ad
(“You look like you’re dressed for church,” the escort madam blurts out at
first sight of him). The greatest tragedy being that he became a deadly caricature
of the spoiled brat who never grows up and reaches for nothing more than the
most paltry of ambitions:
appearances. He murdered for
appearances. He killed those who refused
to keep up the farce. Killing was easy,
it erased reality, and he could continue to live in his pretend perfection.
But we can see that his intelligence, though it is
of the most parrot-like, book-learning ilk, cannot block out the horror of his
inner tragedy, which is that he has no home, no sane, secure and loving
stability in his life. He has done
nothing with his life. In fact, the
ugliness in his world piles up until he can no longer continue feeding his
self-delusion.
Most of us learn to tolerate, bear, submit, resign
ourselves to the impossibility or the destruction of the small worlds of
perfection we have attempted or intended, hoped to create with the complicity
of others. When we do get a slap on the
face from life, we don’t respond by grabbing a magnum of champagne and bashing
someone’s face in. We do it to ourselves,
silently, inside our bodies. Our violent
emotions gnaw at our organs and tissues for years, they turn into recurring
nightmares, or we nibble at chocolate to sweeten the bitterness and find
distractions from our background sorrow.
We must repress, because we fear the consequences of letting out the
monster. Cunanan had no such
inhibitions. To me, his life is a master class in the true unity between us and
the world we believe is disconnected from ourselves. No. We
are in truth, in reality, that world.
Whatever we do to it, we do to ourselves. And Cunanan’s will to destroy, inevitably had
to destroy him.
As for Versace, he was a kind and creative soul who
had the Midas touch for summoning beauty.
But there was ugliness in his life as well, not necessarily of the visual
kind, but those forces that cannot be seen and that the unwise and simple
become enmeshed in, even if in their essence they are not of the same warp or
woof. They still are captured in the
same loom.
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Versace was a creator of beauty and in the
background we see in his mother the genius of Italy and the struggles of its
people with the injustices of an old society, founded over power and wealth for
the few, and misery for the many. His
genius creates wealth and his sister is the materialist, the strategist, the
generalissima who wants to ensure that their family will become securely
ensconced in the elite, never to fall back into poverty and invisibility
again. The artist and the business
magnate. Master creators of image. Such
is the aristocracy of the Age of Appearances.
We all live in the Empire of Appearances, and
although it is in the midst of its swansong, the final moments before its
collapse, collective hypnosis is at its peak, even though the cognitive
dissonance is growing, growing, and already approaches the threshold past which
it can no longer be suppressed.
And I cannot deny that Versace in his secure,
impregnable Italian identity is the perfect foil for Cunanan’s unmoored,
fissured, chimerical, unresolved, until finally condemned, sense of self.
Andrew’s story, his dissociated personality, to me
denounces the hidden and silent tragedy of post-Rizal Filipinos. Our
moral bankruptcy, our crisis of identity after two successive colonizations,
and the impact of decadent capitalism --- or even better, crass, de-souled
materialism, the “American Dream”, Filipino style, on our psyche.
It has literally put me in the middle of a
maelstrom. I needed to examine it and find a way out.
I have lived the same conflicts, the same
non-definition, the same seeking after false identity, borrowed self, absence
of moral foundation except for rote Christianity for the innocent and ignorant.
In my own intimate search
for who I am I have had to break several molds I created myself that could not
stand the test of time, of spiritual crises that impelled me toward rediscovery,
redefinition, re-cognition of what, who I am, what I need, how to feed it to
myself with what the world feeds me.
So people like us, like
Filipinos, are a kind of laboratory for a future human. We have not received a
well-configured, secure, unquestionable, unchallengeable identity like the
Italians or the Norwegians or the Chinese or the Indians. We have no other option than self-creation,
and the path bifurcates into two great roads:
Truth, or Appearances.
If I choose truth, no one
wants a smart Filipino escort, not even a smart Filipina wife. I am not American, but I think like one and
sound like one. I am not a Latina but I
have lived longer in Latin America than I have in my birth country, which is
geographically in Asia. I am not white,
I am brown. And my identity, which was
waiting for me in this Hispanic land, is more of the 19th century
than of the 20th, and the truth is, I would rather jettison all of
these things, and live in the 50th century, when the human race on
Earth will be just one race, among uncounted other races in the uncounted
galaxies.
Above all, to be spirit,
not determined by this external suit of physical matter. Not be straitjacketed inside it.
For what is it to be
Filipino? And why did I choose to be
Filipino in this reincarnation? Right
now, the answer I can give is what I feel Cunanan’s story offers us as a
riddle, a Biblical parable, a hermetic secret:
to be whole and strong enough, so that, like Rizal, we may embody and be
witness to ourselves and before the world, like those humble, solid and squat
roadside markers of old that told the traveler exactly where she was, how much
farther she had to go.
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And as for the map, Rizal
also showed us with his life, with his sacrifice, that the map is One, no
matter where we are born, what we look like, or what script we are handed at
birth.
The map is Truth.
All the rest,
are Appearances.
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