THE SPIRAL STRAND - excerpt

 CHAPTER SEVENTY SEVEN

Wewelsburg Castle

Landkreis of Paderborn North Rhine-Westphalia, Germany

29th February 1938

Rahn 

SS-Obergruppenführer Karl Wolff beckoned Rahn to sit opposite him at his capacious oaken desk in the depths of Wewelsburg Castle, the 17th century Renaissance fortress under a 100 year old lease initiated by Heinrich Himmler, providing a base to the Black Order / the Allgemeine-SS, the non-combatant division of the force.

Wolff’s pale, penetrating grey-green eyes bored into Otto and the slightly built archaeo-philologist felt himself shivering inside, bunching his fingers into tight fists below the deskline to prevent Himmler’s Chief Of Personal Staff from noticing his discomfort. 

Instead, he nodded and adjusted his posture on the seat, immediately regretting this manoeuvre which he knew conveyed effeminate nuances to the disapproving Nazi Officer. The truth was, Wolff had never liked Rahn, took him for what he was – a superstitious Jewish homosexual who had no place in the majesty of the Third Reich. Wolff looked on Himmler’s favourite historian as an aberration, an abomination but he had held himself in check for the sake of the Reichsführer, not wishing to displease his master and mentor but in truth, he had no idea what Himmler saw in this pusillanimous pansy. He had written a book, Crusade Against The Grail around the mythology of the Parzival fable as a baseline for his research into the Holy Grail which Himmler had just loved, occasioning the SS military commander to employ Rahn, fund him and secure this fortress, while mobilising expeditions to be led by Rahn to Iceland and later Southern France in search of the religious relic. Himmler hoped one day, Wewelsburg would become a repository for this and more of these arcane treasures. Hitler, for example, was obsessed with the Spear Of Destiny, the fabled weapon with which Longinus had pierced Christ’s side as he hung on the cross. Its power was legendary and lore had it that these artefacts bestowed miraculous powers and blessings upon those who possessed them. Wolff saw nothing in this, it was all just superstitious claptrap thus by extension, he considered the queer Jew to be little more than a clever, conniving charlatan. One day, Himmler would tire of the excuses and when that day came, Wolff would be there to exact vengeful justice and that day, he mused, had come at last.

Rahn had completed another dissertation on the Grail lore prior to his second futile sojourn to the Languedoc, this offering bizarrely titled, Lucifer’s Court – A Journey To The Good Spirits of Europe, which to Wolff, sounded exactly like something a queer Satanist would write. Wolff hadn’t read the book, refused to, but he knew Himmler had been pleased with it yet he satisfyingly detected a hint of frustration in the commander’s demeanour when he admitted to him, under the influence of schnapps one evening, that although Rahn had been singularly successful at delivering a narrative on his grail lore theories, and thought provoking and stimulating as the books undoubtedly were, they failed to deliver anything concrete vis-à-vis providing the ultimate treasure awaited by Himmler and his Wewelsburg reliquary. This latest offering focused on the role of the heretical Cathars in the disappearance of the holy grail and their approach to Johnnite “Christianity” involving deification of Lucifer as Lord Of Earth.  Intriguing but no spear, no ark, no grail – just words. So many words.

These admissions had made Wolff smile at the time. He was smiling now. He had, he believed, painted the little queer Jew into a corner.

While Rahn’s favour with Himmler was at an all time low, he felt it was timely to be having this interview with the mediavelist. 

“Otto,” Wolff began, in an exaggeratedly syrupy tone, “we have had our differences you and I….” he smiled but it was anything but benign. 

Rahn smiled weakly back at him. 

“We have…” he admitted.

Wolff rose and walked to the multi-paned window looking down into the triangular courtyard of the castle from their lofty standpoint.

“We have our differences still, Otto, do we not.”

It wasn’t couched as a question. He continued, “And I admit to your engagement here within the SS to be nothing more than an amusing distraction for Reichsführer Himmler. Your books and boyish adventures into remote regions of Europe bring no material contribution to the war effort and, in fact, they merely deplete the coffers of the Reich while you engage in these frivolous pursuits….”

Rahn was bristling now.

“I believe Reichsführer Himmler may see this situation somewhat differently to you,  Obergruppenführer Wolff…” he said, unable to finish as Wolff cut him off, commandeering the conversation.

“That may have been so, once upon a time – as they say in these fairy tales you espouse, Herr Rahn. I use the civilian appellation purposely as you are no more a soldier than that iron poker over there.”

His face was drawn back in a vicious sneer.

Despite himself, Rahn glanced over at the poker in its bespoke iron receptacle alongside a brush and pan, an antique set of fireside accoutrements that he had personally given to Wolff on hearing of his appointment to Obersturmführer, aided by Wolff’s own hand. He had realised very shortly thereafter that Himmler’s assistant had been acting purely out of loyalty to his superior and that there had been no special influence brought to bear in Rahn’s ultimate appointment. Their relationship had maintained that low, simmering reciprocal antipathy ever since.  

His innards turned to icy jelly as he realised something must have happened during his absence from Wewelsburg and Wolff, he suspected, had become the champion of whatever fate this development had brought. 

“What is it you wish to tell me, Wolff,” he said at last, maintaining a firm tone while meeting the other’s eye.

“I wish you to read this letter, Otto,” he said evenly, no hint of emotion on his face.

He placed an official letter on the desk in front of Rahn, the black rampant eagle emblazoned across the header, the letter itself addressed to the SS Office of Racial Questions.

The jelly in Rahn’s guts turned even colder.

He spun the letter toward himself and read its startling contents informing the Office of Racial Questions that he, Rahn had been unable to produce a certificate of racial origin, a certificate the letter pointed out that was an absolute requirement for SS membership since 1 January 1935. The missive was signed by none other than the man standing opposite him, Obergruppenführer Karl Wolff himself. 

The letter, effectively an ultimatum rather than a request to the Office Of Racial Questions, granted Rahn one more month to comply with this requirement.

He stared open-mouthed at Wolff.

“You fucking bastard!” he said in a low growl.

The other man grinned. “So not only does the Wolf have teeth – the rat has some too!”

He was lighting a cigarette, jetting a thin plume of smoke into the air. “But without the grail or some other holy relic that you can place in Himmler’s hands, your time here is almost done, Du Arschfickjude!” He spat the insult – arse-fucking Jew, amid a second plume of smoke.

Rahn was stunned into silence. He reddened. His fists were so tightly clenched that he could feel blood seeping across his palms.

Rahn stood to face his tormentor.

“As it so happens,” he said in a very low but menacing tone, “I do have something that will ensure my survival here, Wolff. I had been holding it in abeyance such is the import of this great secret. It has the power to bring nations to their knees. 

“You may think you have beaten me – hah!” He sneered. “You cannot begin to imagine the horror I am about to unleash on you and your sycophantic associates as you seek to murder droves of innocents in this social engineering madness.”

Wolf bellowed a laugh across the desk at him.

“Do your worst, Otto, do your worst. I think, however, your time would be better served in pursuit of an unimpeachable certificate of your Aryan ethnicity, something we both know you can never obtain, Jew! Now get out of here before I shoot you myself!”

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Rahn employed every modicum of his resolve to avoid staggering from Wolff’s office and once he had cleared the door, striding down the long corridor toward the stair and his own office one floor down, he found himself expelling air in short staccato gasps as his heart and mind raced. 

This was a disaster and he wasn’t sure he could surmount the challenge. Wolff knew this. There was no way possible that Rahn could provide such documentation and any attempt at forging something would be exposed immediately for what it was.

The only course of action would be – would be what, exactly?

Appealing to Himmler’s better nature? This dynamic was already in play – the Reichsführer was aware of Rahn’s background and his sexual preferences and had overlooked these obvious failings in lieu of what Rahn could potentially contribute to the Nazi cause – the pathway to the sacred relics so coveted by Hitler in his quest for absolute domination of Europe and the rest of the super-continent. But, as Wolff had infuriatingly pointed out, Rahn had signally failed to deliver even a single material trinket to his superiors and, regardless of his skill with pen and archive, time had to be running out for him.

Unless….

His threat to Wolff had been uttered in a moment of furious madness but it was no idle pronouncement. He did, in fact, harbour arcane knowledge, issued to him by that withered old crone at Rennes-Le-Chateâu and it was beyond explosive in its nature. 

When he had left the Villa Bethanie a year earlier, having been given sight of the parchment Marie Dénarnaud had inherited from Saunière, he had copied the manuscript and had had to reassess everything he had come to accept about life, his beliefs – reality itself. Nothing had been the same since that day – nothing. And it had admittedly refocused the view of his role in the Third Reich, during which he had been biding his time but he had experimented with the information she had revealed and miraculously it had turned out to be true. 

It all revolved around geometry, sacred geometry and Mary Magdalene, not Jesus, had been the key. The old woman had been right all along.

And the knowledge could help him escape this madness, make him disappear.

It was only a matter of time, after all, that Wolff initiated the same fate.

Otto Rahn wasn’t about to let that happen. 

Hitler and his minions worked with the darker aspects of the occult and with the power of arcane symbology but he had no idea of the power such symbols truly possessed – especially the symbol of the Magdalene – the pentagram. Well, Rahn, mused – he was about to find out…yes indeed.

Karl Wolff would regret those insults, Rahn would see to it.

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Rahn predictably failed in his endeavours to have his racial certification ratified by the Office Of Racial Questions, infusing Wolff, his nemesis with unrestrained delight. However, Wolff’s satisfaction was short-lived. 

Himmler himself intervened in Rahn’s circumstances, chastising his Chief of Staff for interfering with the pursuit of Hitler’s occult artefacts, a program within the paradigm of the final solution requiring special focus. Despite Wolff highlighting the bizarre irony of a homosexual Jew pursuing elements of the war agenda which had at its core the ethnic cleansing of undesirables, including Jews, from the Aryan gene-pool, Himmler was steadfast in his defence of Rahn as he knew the belief Hitler had in the power of the holy relics, far eclipsed any personal circumstances associated with their appointed expert. It was a stretch, Himmler admitted quietly to Wolff, saying he disliked it as much as anyone, however, they had no other fallback position at this present time and war, he conjectured, was just months away. They were stuck with Rahn – for now.

The concession Himmler was prepared to make though, by way of punishment for Rahn failing to authenticate the purity of his racial origins, was to have the sensitive little Jew serve some time as an officer at the Buchenwald camp under the command of SS-Obersturmbannführer Karl-Otto Koch and his psychotic wife, Ilse who had, since the camp’s inception, gained notoriety for her cruelty and went by the nickname of Die Hexe von Buchenwald (the witch of Buchenwald). 

It wasn’t execution for Rahn but the horror and humiliation of being forced to assist in the persecution of his fellow Jews might give him pause and consider mending his ways. 

“He will get the message, I’m sure, Karl,” Himmler said coldly.

Wolff nodded, mildly satisfied by Himmler’s cunning ploy. He had heard of the Kochs’ exploits at the camp where experiments and fatal work details had been commissioned by the pair, Frau Koch deriving immense pleasure from this attritional treatment by all accounts.  

“He speaks of an aspect of the Grail that is within his grasp yet not requiring travel to secure it,” Himmler continued, his face drawn into a puzzled frown. “I have no idea what he is talking about, I confess but if he can sit in comfort in Wewelsburg while somehow securing this aspect of the Führer’s occult desires, he can equally languish in the horror of Buchenwald doing the same thing, not so.” 

Wolff guffawed loudly. 

“Indeed, mein Reichsführer, indeed!”

And thus Otto Rahn found himself sitting in a tatty train carriage in November of 1938 heading at speed toward the dreaded Buchenwald concentration camp in the Weimar region of the country, his immediate fate unknowable. 

In his carry-all reposed his copy of the Sauniére parchment, part of his unknowable future perhaps.

BIG PHARMA WILL LIE ABOUT SOME DRUGS BUT NOT VACCINES…..REALLY?

 

When the lie is so big….

Interestingly, now even many pro-vaxxers are becoming cautious of the covert-19 vaccine yet they retain their faith in all other vaccines without the same degree of interrogation. 

They might change that philosophy if they were to understand that almost every vaccine out there is an experimental medication that hasn’t undergone double-blind INERT-placebo trials. Many have been tested sure but more often than not, they are trialed “for safety” against another vaccine (as the “placebo”) when that vaccine hasn’t been safety trialed against an INERT placebo so there is no baseline risk profile against which to work. But it allows the industry to create this illusion of rigorous safety testing when nothing could be farther from the truth. 

So why do people retain this innate trust in the pharmaceutical industry for vaccines when every vaccine company, bar none, has been serially convicted as felons for medical fraud, murder and misrepresentation of their products? 

Perhaps the answer lies in the populism surrounding vaccines where we are brought up to accept and firmly believe that vaccines eradicated smallpox and polio and are necessary to combat measles, mumps and rubella… so if that was the case then vaccines are generally okay then…? No, not really as none of those statements are supportable by factual reality. 

For me, however, the short answer is simply : mass cognitive dissonance. The population is in the thrall of a collective Stockholm Syndrome where they are entranced by their captors and have even come to revere and trust them… why would they lie to us? 

Well, in the instance of all the meds they marketed that have killed millions of people globally, this was done calculatedly on the back of analyses done by Pharma industry actuaries where, simply put, the risks and costs associated with deaths and lawsuits and punitive damages was financially viable against the profit that would still be made. So that is why they would lie to you - for profit plain and simple. 

But not with vaccines? Why not? What’s the difference? 

In fact, there is even more incentive to lie about vaccine safety when you are having these products sponsored by governments and the public is coerced into having them or face punishment or exclusion if they don’t. The silver lining for the vaccine companies - they are exempt from liability if they simply declare all of the potential adverse reactions on their package inserts. What a business model. Shooting fish in a barrel - or rather shooting kids in the arm by governmental decree whether this is necessary or not. 

Yet anyone questioning this or the efficacy and/or actual attrition associated with these meds (now being openly seen with the COvID vax) no matter how solid their case may be, facts, figures and scientific proof notwithstanding, is still vilified as a nutty conspiratorial anti-vaxxer. But hey, guys - even the pro-vaxxers are starting to question these COvID vaxxes and for very good reason. 

So why don’t the authorities come clean and admit the truth about these meds? 

The truth can withstand any amount of interrogation whereas a lie cannot, hence perhaps the need for deception and censorship when anyone does question them. 

That dictum is seemingly too obvious for many people… 

The vaccine narrative has been running since the early 1800’s so it’s not surprising, given the fact that there has been vested interests in that narrative from inception and as the mainstream has owned the media all the way, the public has been driven to accept that official narrative as empirical fact. It isn’t - it is simply a populist belief that has been reinforced for so long that it now passes for truth hence the challenge facing anyone questioning this. 

Ironically, what the COvID “vaccine” narrative has served to illustrate, is the fact that there is potentially more behind what the authorities are telling the public as more and more attrition mounts, which those same authorities are electing to downplay and even sweep under the rug. 

But people, even pro-vaxxers are seeing through the deception 

With some luck, this may prompt them to look a little deeper into the entire vaccine narrative. 

The whole agenda is poised to backfire as long as we keep pumping out the truth, the facts and the science. 

As soon as that gets unpacked in a real public forum, the entire narrative disintegrates which is why nobody dare turn up to debate the likes of RFK Jr who has thrown that gauntlet down many times. They accept but when push comes to shove, they always renege - why is that? The “science” certainly isn’t settled no matter how many times they fall back on that tired old chestnut instead of actually debating THE SCIENCE. 

I believe, however, the tide is turning - ironically thanks to COVID. 

It certainly needs to for the sake of society. 

This deception and propaganda is far more dangerous than any supposed virus that’s floating around out there. 

And that is the plain truth.  

TO PUNCH A HORSE OR TO TELL THE TRUTH…THE AUSTRALIAN FREEDOM PROTESTS 24th JULY 2021

 Freedom protests across Australia 

Sydney 24th July 2021 

“They’re being selfish and endangering other Australians by refusing to wear masks, whiny little bitches who are akin to folk in blitz-torn London during WWII who simply refused to switch out their lights during bombing raids just to defy government orders - oh and they’re even punching horses…”

This is the inane nonsense that’s being peddled on social media currently regarding the recent freedom marches across the country, about which, the acquiescent, seem to have missed the point. 

It’s not about masks and blind defiance of government for the sake of it like some petulant brat throwing a tantrum rather than being told what to do by an authority figure. But that’s how it’s being painted. 

As noted, missing the point. Entirely. 

This is about the flagrant overreach of government both state and federal with entirely unwarranted attrionist restrictions as the basis of these health “guidelines” (that’s what they are - they are not laws) are without any solid or valid foundation and the statistics (even the flawed government stats) continue to validate this. 

But that isn’t what’s being reported. 

We can talk until the cows come home about masks and get nowhere. There’s a plethora of solid scientific studies and evidence debunking entirely the efficacy or usefulness of surgical masks on healthy individuals during any medical situation including epidemic events - useless, unwarranted and unnecessary. Health care workers? If they elect to wear them - it’s part of their working PPE - no problem, mask up as you see fit. The government health department has stressed this from the get-go yet the narrative and information on their website has evolved over time and interestingly, this same authority who vilified unscrupulous retailers during the SARS outbreak in 2003 (a coronavirus) and who threatened people with massive fines for selling surgical masks to the public which had no discernible infection control or meaningful benefit, they have suddenly, like Anthony Fauci, done the surgical mask flip-flop as it suited them. But here’s the thing - the science hasn’t changed and neither has virology or epidemiology so the narrative shouldn’t change either. Either the Australian government was lying in 2003 about masks or they’re lying now as they convolute the narrative like a comedic improv performer. Only, it isn’t funny. 

But that isn’t really what the marches were about either. 

It’s about being lied to over  this entire situation and flagrant misrepresentation of what’s really going on while these punitive restrictions drive people to suicide and businesses to bankruptcy while advocating a “lifestyle” that has no valid benefit whatsoever. The Sweden and Japan statistics verify this and if we unpack the basis upon which this entire pandemic is being premised, it becomes even more skewed and ridiculous. 

If there is a virus and perhaps there is then roll out the readily available approved, cost effective prophylactic meds that have been around for decades and have been demonstrated to work safely for these respiratory compromising illnesses. Instead, the Ivermectin and the hydroxychloroquine options get disingenuously slated as too risky under the COVID circumstances, which we know to be a blatant lie. 

There can be no immune system health through natural means apparently. The Australian health authorities haven’t once guided their citizens during these insane and reportedly dangerous times, to maintain a healthy lifestyle, load up on immune boosting vitamins such as C and D and A and get a daily dose of sunshine with a little zinc thrown in to boot. Whatever we may say about the nasty Chinese folk who apparently foist this disease upon the world, they knocked it over in a couple of months utilising combinations of the above. There was no vaccine. They didn’t need it. Take note. 

Yet now, we are being told, natural immunity is no good (despite the fact that it has consistently returned a 99.89% recovery rate for every strain of this “thing” so far), kids don’t get it or spread it and neither do the asymptomatic (an Australian/Chinese study in 2020 - a massive study - proved that) yet they continue to reinforce the WHO-driven narrative that the vaccine is the only way out of this thing. This we know also to be patently false. Once again, the science, the facts and the figures confirm this. 

And the Australian public aren’t quite as gung-ho to get this (so-called) vaccine anyway as is being made out - the vaccinated, the good guys. Well buckle up, bitches because there are still a whack load more of us “bad” guys than you as the uptake of this thing is still only at 37% of adults for the first shot - and just 28% of the total population.  Govt’s own figures prove this. Yep, 63% of the adult and 72% of the total population have not gone for this jab. Even more revealing - after 7 million adults got the first jab and were encouraged to go get that second booster - the next gene-therapy experimental shot - suddenly 59% of them hesitated to do so and are still hesitating - only 2.8 million went back for more… that hesitancy is profound. But nobody’s talking about that in the media. They just keep repeating the bogus mantra that you need to get vaccinated, it’s the only way and it’s safe. All nonsense. 

This is another thing the public is wary of - the nonsense and spin being used around the (it isn’t a) vaccine  - just how much damage is actually being done by this jab and this is something that these selfish marchers also represent on behalf of their vaccine-hesitant countrymen - the smoke and mirrors around the jab. People know there is something very wrong with a medical treatment if it doesn’t stop you getting sick, doesn’t stop you spreading the sickness, injures, maims and kills more people than any other vaccine in the last 3 decades and there is no recourse to compensation - the drug companies are exempt from liability despite the degree and scale of injury or death from the jab - but we are advised and are even being coerced and threatened into getting this jab instead of relying on innate immunity and readily available effective cheap meds that are suddenly and inexplicably being made unavailable. 

Come on - there is indeed something very wrong with this picture. And the Aussies - most of them and God bless them, seem to be savvy to this. 

But to take to the streets, those who (aren’t selfish but) are brave enough to do so under this draconian intimidation, should be applauded by their fellow citizens - the ones cowering behind their curtains with their masks on glued to the negative misrepresentative spin spewing forth from the TV networks. Instead, dispensing with facts, common sense and verifiable data, the fearful cast aspersions on the valiant who wish to maintain freedom and democracy and everything the ANZAC and other brave souls  fought to retain. Our critics want to throw that all away while putting their faith in the mongrels we trusted to protect and serve us but who are instead threatening and misrepresenting us. 

This is nothing like citizens leaving lights on during bombing raids in WWII - such a comparison is beyond facile - the evidence of bomb strewn devastation was plain for all to see and hear whereas there is no devastation associated with this situation here in Australia despite the spin and rhetoric and fearmongering and, truth be told, when one unpacks the totals of the so called excess deaths across the world in 2020, this too demonstrably confirms that this social engineering psyop is nothing at all like the media would have us believe. Not even remotely close. But they continue to report otherwise.  

The lies and deception just flow unabated but the acquiescent still hang on to the newscasts for the latest “figures” and “facts” about the current situation. 

If one takes the time to actually look at the real facts and figures  from the govt websites around the world, they do not look anything at all like the picture the global mainstream media is painting. 

You want to be fearful and question something? Fear and question that. It should be enough to terrify anyone. 

We have much more at stake here to face than some viral pandemic and that is what is being questioned here more than anything. 

Oh, and nobody was punching horses… to misrepresent that with a carefully selected still photo to convey a false narrative - well that simply serves to reinforce everything these protesters are griping about - abject misrepresentation by the media and authorities pertaining to every facet of this so-called pandemic. 

For the actual footage of the so-called “punch” see here: (Bogus horse punch) but the media, grubs that they are, promote a beautifully frozen image at just the right frame to catch the protester in mid action where he is fending off the approach of the horse and rider. Judge for yourself  

The fact that ordinary Australians would take this on and at face value is more cause for concern than any of their fellow citizens taking to the streets and taking the government to task for this continuous deception and erosion of common civil liberties, which apparently the acquiescent are willing to forego in a heartbeat and without question. 

So please stop being critical of people who are braving the force of authority whether warranted or not, and who are working on behalf of all Australians to force transparency on an issue that is being deliberately and sinisterly obfuscated. 

And it’s not about “belief” - that is the domain of those beholden to the religion of Covidanity - it’s about facts, statistics and verifiable data.

THE NUMBERS DON’T LIE BUT THE MEDIA AND YOUR GOVERNMENT DO!

 

Everything you see is ALL pro-vaccine ad-infinitum here in Australia but the facts debunk what they keep telling you through the fascist mainstream media.

Switch off your TV's folks and read the facts.

Please.

We are winning this war, believe me - the figures speak for themselves but the narrative provides a totally skewed perception of this.

I have compiled this from the relevant databases - link in the PDF.

Stay strong and SAY NO 

Namaste, people - peace, out.

Check out the real pictures here: Aus vaccine uptake 23/07/2021

WHAT ABOUT ALL THE DEATHS IN INDIA?

 

India death rates 

When asked about ALL the deaths in India - what I say is that the death rate in India is similar to what it’s been over the previous years and significantly lower than death rates going back in that country’s history. 

The death rate has been dropping in India for some time now and the “pandemic” year of 2020 is entirely unremarkable. 

See snapshot attached. 

This narrative is driven by the way they have decided to “report” infection and death through the media. That’s the only thing that has changed anywhere. 

Take an earlier post pertaining to Australia for example about flu deaths in 2019, higher than any year in the last decade, no pandemic, no problem, no lockdown, no bullshit - just another high impact flu season. 

If they had decided through the flu season in 2019 of approximately 17 weeks, to report the rate of death from influenza through the media in the same sensationalist scaremongering manner in which they’ve deliberately approached Corona, they would have been screaming every week that 240 people were dying and this was an absolute emergency. 

But they didn’t because it was just another year of flu albeit hard-hitting. 

No, the narrative has been very purposefully and concentratedly force-fed on a daily basis through the media with extremely selective information being disseminated that maintains the fear and entirely misrepresents the factuality of what’s really going on. It’s very easy to do when you control the narrative.

Look at it this way - on an average non-pandemic (insert scary music here) year, say 2019, in India - in a population of 1,366,417,755, the crude death rate was 7.265 per 1,000 people, which is 9.927 million people actually dying in that year without a pandemic in play.

That is 190,900 people per week or 27,197 people dying every day. 

And in 2020, that figure was slightly elevated, not statistically relevantly in any way though.

The population grew in 2020 to 1,380,004,385 and the crude death rate was: 7.309 which equates to 10.086 million people dying that year  which is 27,634 people dying every day which is a 0.61% increase which is in line with fluctuating trends in that country over the last few decades. In fact, it's a far lower fluctuation than many years before that.

Can you imagine how easy it would be to suddenly turn cameras to focus on daily or weekly deaths in India when nobody in the world is ever looking at that data other than professional statisticians?  

You start televising the mortality events that occur in India on a daily basis and have done for centuries and it is very easy to blow this up out of all context and make it look like a plague-driven devastation - it's not and the data proves this. But when the media gets hold of something - normal occurrences it's sensationalised and spun in such a way that we are deceived into thinking a deadly virus is doing the damage. It isn't.

It's once again, all bullshit.

THE REAL AUSTRALIAN COVID RUN-UP FROM THE ABS

 

Okay Australia - TV off - facts at the ready:

2010 - total deaths all causes = 143,473 (average 2,759 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu = 2,373

2014 - total deaths all causes = 153,580 (average 2,953 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu = 2,879

2019 - total deaths all causes = 168,960 (average 3,249 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu = 4,124

2020 - total deaths all causes = 143,205 (average 2,753 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu = 2,170

Deaths ASSIGNED to COVID = 833*

2021 - total deaths all causes to Mar 2021 (12 weeks) = 31,363 (average 2,613 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu to date = 833 (69 per wk)

Deaths assigned to COVID = 0 (0 per wk)

Ref: Australian Bureau Of Statistics (ABS): https://tinyurl.com/43ehztsd 

What you have to understand here, folks - is that suddenly on the ABS website one couldn't just look up the chart format that they had up to 2019 and previous years, no - they didn't display that information easily any longer. Why not?

Now one has to dig down into the Excel spreadsheets as the page is covered with graphs that keep beaming out the word COVID / COVID / COVID but the above data is the factual count of what has actually happened when you sift through all the misleading COVID landmines.

* Bear in mind that the assigned COVID deaths in 2020 (833) and those were diagnosed using PCR (so the assignment of infection is 95% spurious in the first place, given that they're using the wrong process and at 45 cycles) - over 90% of these deaths occurred in the elderly between the ages of 75-90 and over 95% of those were in people at end of life who had 2 or more serious preexisting health conditions - ergo: most likely the actual cause of death. So take the 2020 death figures from COVID and properly assign it in that arguably maybe 5% of those people died FROM COVID and not WITH a positive test for it. That drops the total to 42 people so the 2020 figures should really look like this:

2020 - total deaths all causes = 143,205 (average 2,753 deaths per wk)

Deaths from flu = 2,170

Deaths ASSIGNED to COVID = 42

Deaths assigned to COVID but actually comorbidity = 791

And you HAVE to acknowledge that even the dodgy old WHO and the CDC state that clinicians should NOT be using more than 25-30 cycle thresholds whereas, the people in the government here, the same ones lying to you about the "vaccines" are summarily testing at 45 cycle thresholds and suddenly more and more "cases" are springing up.

If you cannot see that this is a deliberate misrepresentation of the data then you are, I'm afraid to say, a fucking moron or in such denial that it beggars any credulity. 

The above are the real raw data from the government's own website - go have a look, don't take my word for it.

If anything, we should be retrospectively suing the Australian government and health department for dereliction of duty and incompetence as they allowed over 4,000 people to die in 2019 when a real heavy flu season hit the country - almost double the number of deaths from the flulike stuff than in 2020 yet nobody was worried, nobody was selling masks or self-isolating or social-distancing or any of that other nonsense that is being sold as mitigation measures against viral infection when none of them are even relevant. 

Hell, in 2019 if you look at flu season being reasonably about 3-4 months of the year (about 17 weeks) this means that OVER 240 PEOPLE WERE DYING PER WEEK yet nobody was batting an eye over that - but in 2020 we were in the midst of lockdown because there was a pandemic. Do me a favour! 

Look at the number in 2020 again. Even if we were to concede that the dirty deadly rona killed those 833 croaky old pensioners, there was still a death toll of 2,170 attributed to flu so you had 2 1/2 times more risk of dying from flu than from coronavirus - why aren't they bleating about that?

And in 2021 to March this year you had 833 times the risk of dying from flu than from corona so why aren't they freaking out trying to mandate the common-or-garden-flu vaccine as it is certainly way more deadly than COVID statistically and in reality.

THE GOVERNMENT FIGURES PROVE ALL OF THIS - it is not an opinion. It is measurable unassailable fact. 

Is it any wonder that they are trying to make it harder to read than in previous years? Do the math.

So get up, say no, throw away the mask and tell the authorities that they should stop lying to us and do their fucking jobs.

Take your lives back because these corrupt profiteering ghouls aren't going to just give them back to you. They're making way too much money out of this thing to give up just yet.

STORYLINES….

It's true - we wear our experiences in every crease, line and wrinkle of our faces. 

Like the the subtle crow feet at the corner of our eyes. 

One day you look in the mirror and they're there. You hadn't noticed them the day before but in a certain light they expose themselves, folding deeper with the passage of time. 

And then there's the reveal - a moment within a relationship when time freezes like dust motes suspended in a shaft of moonlight - the partner you've shared the deepest intimacy with, suddenly and starkly transforms before your eyes. You see them as they truly are, not what your dependencies have led you to perceive them to be. It brings the future into focus in one fleeting glimpse. And it lays you bare. You see yourself. 

It's paradoxically terrifyingly comforting. 

And then it's gone. 

The lady returns, the lighting has shifted and you scold yourself for such frivolous fights of fancy. 

Yet nothing is ever the same again. 

She is never the same again. 

And neither are you. 

This isn't Karen. 

I've seen her in every conceivable light but there are no filters. No scales across my eyes. 

There is only magical purity. 

A soundness of spirit cocooned in a bubble of joyous sparkle that goes on forever. 

And if this is the mirror into which I must gaze, I could not have chosen more magnificently. 

She makes me beautiful. 

How can she not?

THE HEADPHONE, VODKA, PLAYING CARD PARADOX…

 

So, lying on the pavement in our street today, a pair of torn-to-pieces stereo headphones, a broken half bottle of Vodka and a pack of playing cards.  There's a story in this somewhere. Any ideas?

Standing on the tavern pavement in his harlequin array

The village joker called me, asked me if I'd care to play

"What's the game?" I asked him, eyeing out his deck of cards

"Musical roulette" says he, "it isn't very hard..."

He placed a snug fit headset on my ears with some aplomb 

The noise cancelling gizmo was as silent as the tomb 

He sneaked a sip of vodka then and grinned his manic grin

He spoke into a collar mic, saying, "Let the games begin."

He fanned the cards and proffered them, he bade me take my pick

The queen of hearts, back in the deck, his handwork was so slick 

And then commenced the most alarming snippets of old hits

From Abba to old ZZ Top, some gold, some just the pits 

I had to name the songs, the groups, the year in which they aired

It started out all peachy like and then I got real scared 

I'd got each answer spot on, man but fuck me with a cue

There came a bizarre single and I hadn't got a clue 

It bobbed, it weaved, it shrieked, it wailed, it really was quite weird

And all the while the joker pranced and cackled as he jeered 

And though it seemed familiar, folks, my brain just kept on tankin'

Visions swam inside my mind, the face of Robert Rankin 

It wouldn't come, it had me beat, I threw the headset down

I stomped the fucking thing to bits and then I punched the clown 

He dropped the deck of playing cards, the vodka bottle fell

It smashed apart upon the ground as I began to yell

"You tell me who that band was, mate, or I will have your head!"

He grinned at me all sheepish like and this is what he said,

"It was a trick, it was a joke - the band does not exist. 

"They live inside a writer's head - that was my little twist.

"Despite all that, deep inside you is from whence the music came..

"They inspire arcane magic - Gandhi's Hairdyer is their name."

Oh how we laughed, he disappeared leaving just this empty street

With the deck of cards, the headphones and the bottle at my feet...

ART FOR ART’S SAKE, MONEY FOR GOD’S SAKE

 

Business as usual - art for art's sake, money for God's sake 

Some would argue that our modern society has adapted to a working paradigm whereby technology allows more flexible accessibility and interaction and that this is just the way it is, it's progress and we should be cool with all that. 

To a large degree, of course, I am. I don't fight it. I tend to embrace it. Most of us do and why not?  

But by the same token, the focus toward a value system that not only honours this paradigm - it worships it and feeds it above all else, is, in my view, paradoxically tragic. 

That society and our technological "advancements" encourage creativity of a particular type, the sausage factories that are our educational systems are still geared to create conformist consumers, adherents to the revised system of commerce, the one we know is grossly inequitable and serves primarily the upper echelons of society to the degree that it's punitive to those attempting to navigate the lower rungs. 

Yet this system of commerce and technological social interaction is favoured ahead of all else. When a government reviews its fiscus and repeatedly concludes its national deficit is a yardstick by which a failing economy is measured, no cogent wide-view picture is acknowledged despite the manifestly cyclical eddy and flow that should serve as reminders that perhaps the value system is somehow flawed. 

What I'm trying to say is that modern commerce has been shown time and again to be a manipulative game controlled by the few with inevitably disastrous consequences when the few become even greedier than is the so-called norm, overextend their exposure in a variety of ways until apprehensive system investors pull back and the system simply hasn't the liquidity to sustain any form of mass withdrawal. The crashes in the home loan market in the US, the Greek debacle, the banking crash in the UK are all stark reminders of how a debt-driven economy based around futures and hypothetical money is at best unsustainable and at worst, egregiously flawed maintaining "management" of that debt rather than attempting to revise the approach that nullifies that debt or presents a system based on credit and reward. Y'know - don't you remember how you were brought up to gain benefit from services rendered and pocket money was paid in exchange then you bought stuff when you could afford it. If you couldn't, you didn't. There was a sound, logical premise built into this methodology. Then - boom - hit the workplace, the "real" world and you're only viable if you've ever been or are in debt - everything your parents taught you not to do - it was wrong. And it is. It will always be. 

We stare like so many rabbits into the oncoming headlights as these events unfold before us, seemingly helpless and bemused, not only by the catastrophe that's occurred, but by the fact that the orchestrators of the fuck up, those entrusted custodians of the global financial system, escape unscathed and as if the system, filled with jargonised gobbledegook hasn't already confused the hell out of us, the banksters, fraudsters, criminals - call them what you will - are given a free pass, bailed out and even rewarded for their gross, greed-fuelled incompetence. 

Had any small time businessman in the private sector behaved in this manner, he'd have been stitched up and prosecuted, fined and most likely imprisoned for his crimes. 

Not so the banksters. 

Again, flying in the face of the ethical morality with which we were brought up. But hey - that's business....but it shouldn't be. 

We see a similar paradigm at work in our fabulously technologically advanced medical system, unarguably driven and controlled by the pharmaceutical conglomerates to the degree that we no longer promote wellness and health but encourage management of symptomatic conditions, ironically oftentimes the result of simply existing in the system - ensure the consumers are as beholden to the medical system as they are to the financial one, in fact, the systems are deliberately and emphatically linked to assure continued, repeat compliance.  The medical system is, therefore, geared to maintain sickness ensuring obscene profitability as we succumb to its onerous weight, sadly enforced on behalf of stakeholders, by ordinary citizens in their slavish belief that this is the way, the only way it can and should work. 

It simply isn't but if we haven't recognised this by now enough to initiate a silent rebellion against these inequitable, unhealthy and insidious models then it's hard not to conclude that we deserve exactly what we get. 

We have stopped being critical and asking critical questions. The result - our financial  and "health" systems continue to fail at a horrifying cost both human and monetarily. 

Regardless of one's stance on vaccines, what should also be firing warning flares into the sky and lighting it up for all to see, is the business model that's been created to protect an industry that now manufactures at least ten times the quantity of vaccines (for everything under the sun and moon and stars) than it did when I was a child and at exponentially higher cost - they are exempt from liability when these drugs inflict injury upon people as they unarguably do (in increasing incidence as verified by vaccine injury compensation payouts over the last three decades). The compensation fund draws zero dollars from the makers of the drugs - it's maintained and replenished purely from compulsory taxpayer deductions, which makes it the most despicable piece of legislation imaginable. 

Imagine buying a lead-painted toy that poisons your child, reducing him/her to suffer permanent irreversible impairment and when you try to sue the company who made the offending article, you can't. You have to petition an obscure division of government to pay you out from the revenue they've secured through the Sales Tax on toys i.e. - your money. But you are required to fund all of your legal expenses up to the time of ruling anyway, a ruling which may not go your way in any event. We all know what a fickle beast the law is, do we not. 

The toy maker carries on regardless and continues to sell the poisonous toys - untouched and untouchable. That's how the vaccine industry model works. 

Again, try that in the private commercial sector and you'd be hauled off for collusion and protectionist practices and thrown in jail. Not so in the pharma model. It's business as usual. 

What sparked this chain of thought along was the ongoing reassertion that when an economy falters in any so-called democracy (read: capitalistic society), the first budget cuts to be made are usually within the arts and cultural sectors, which must surely suggest that these are areas of human endeavour that aren't essential to our existence. And while, superficially, it may appear that way, I have to ask - what then is our society attempting to nurture and preserve for now and for generations to come if not our creative expression? Can it be true that art, culture and the humanities have no intrinsic value to our communities and that weaponry, the rise of the machines/technology and the need to have corporate-rewarded, annuity based development run by an elitist sliver is what defines us now and for posterity? 

It may be that future generations will smirk derisively at museum pieces exhibiting washing machine sized computer drives of 40MB capacity, brick-sized mobile phones and various other obsolete contrivances to which we were addicted on our path to - what exactly? 

What will they be saying about the decline of fine art and sculpture as we became increasingly immersed in e-creativity, requiring a differing set of skills and an electrically powered medium with which to view it? Will anything of that ilk even exist? Will anyone even care? 

The fundamental premise of translating what begins as imagination into something manifestly and tactilely real through the use of our hands and tools (and yes, of course computers and 3D printers are fabulous tools) is dying and this demise is being encouraged by the system, our governments and the societies in which we live. 

The alternative we continue to support is simply a model that rewards our ongoing and growing consumerist addictions, lauding fickle, unnecessary commercialism and seducing us into buying tons of shit we don't need and which has no long term societal value whatsoever. 

I don't know about you but to me, a Gaugin or a da Vinci or a Van Gogh or a Ming Dynasty vase, a megalithic stone carving still captivates, enchants and transcends generations in ways that speaks to the nature of the people and the societies that created them. In ways that our own technology doesn't do. We can explain in mind churning detail how we made stuff but not exactly why we made it - except generally purely for amusement. 

Roger Waters so sagely observed:  "This species has amused itself to death."

Child labour sweat shops in the Far East churning out smart phones for consumers, ranging in variety from coke-snorting executives in glass towers to barefooted, tragically impoverished tribesmen in deepest Africa, speaks volumes about our contemporary society. Not how clever we are but how out of whack we are with our environment and the global population's real needs. Not that communicability isn't vital in all communities but in many instances the prestige and novelty values weigh in heavily ahead of other priorities and corporations invest billions in mobile networks more concerned about profit than funding essential infrastructure to maintain community health and wellbeing. I've certainly seen this all over Africa. 

I shudder when I consider that's probably how we'll be remembered. 

I say, bring the colour back to our lives. Support the arts. Engage in the arts and come to realise just how much value our creative expression means in terms of our presence as a species on this planet. If I'm to be remembered at all, I'd much rather it was as a result of a drawing or a poem I'd created than a smartphone I once owned that I handed down in my will...wouldn't you? 

End of rant. 

Peace and joy, people.