I would have presented a video of the wreath laying ceremony today, June 22nd in Russia, at the tomb of the unknown soldier by President Vladimir Putin but it is verboten by the censors. We have to remember that Putin is the west latest Hitler. Everything Russian is forbidden. Eating Russian chocolate, speaking Russian...going to the Russian ballet somewhere on tour in North America. That tour has been cancelled. Vodka. Literature, the hegemon deter and frown on any liking of Russia.
Author: Michael Burns
Technocracy, Democracy and the Plutocrats: The Big, Big Narrative. (Part 4)
"It was terribly dangerous to let your thoughts wander when you were in any public place or within range of a telescreen. The smallest thing could give you away. A nervous tic, an unconscious look of anxiety, a habit of muttering to yourself—anything that carried with it the suggestion of abnormality, of having something to hide. In any case, to wear an improper expression on your face ... was itself a punishable offense. There was even a word for it in Newspeak: facecrime [...]"
Newspeak: a new and official language. A constantly revised dictionary of words...
Technocracy, Democracy and the Plutocrats: The Big, Big Narrative. (Part 3)
Science is a collective process. And all that those collective scientists do, is add to that greater collective of information and theory. Not fact, but theory, and many time hypothesis.
Layered victor history on top of the older version. Many times rebranded theory from a lesser age and plagiarized from a long dead academic.
As in the work of Yuval Noah Harari Historian/storyteller/advisor to the dark soul and Nazi called Klaus Schwab. Speaking to the dumbed down kiddies, caressing their fondle slabs about how humans and reality came about...
Technocracy, Democracy and the Plutocrats: The Big, Big Narrative. (Part 2)
"... And I ask?
What is your phone? It is a letter to a lover; it is the finder of a lost relative, it is a concert over there and a bargain here, a sports game and a song. It is that silly game between the waiting's, and the restlessness of a bored life. It is your bank in your hand and your government in your bed. It is sex and a drug, and the very best of addictions. We are dopamine junkies madly in love with our prison."...
Technocracy, Democracy and the Plutocrats: The Big, Big Narrative. (Part 1)
“To know and not to know, to be conscious of complete truthfulness while telling carefully constructed lies, to hold simultaneously two opinions which cancelled out, knowing them to be contradictory and believing in both of them, to use logic against logic, to repudiate morality while laying claim to it, to believe that democracy was impossible and that the Party was the guardian of democracy...
Victory Day and the “German Instrument of Surrender”
"In the meantime, the fields smell of bitterness...
Not only bitterness. I smelled those fields.
They also smell of blood."
Am I a pro Russian writer? A communist as if that would count here? Part of some Russian disinformation fifth column that aims to defeat the west from within by posting 'opinions and unchecked facts and disinformation about a thing'?
Will I dump my vodka?
No I won't and I am not that! I don't like propaganda and I don't like not being able to see both sides and make my own mind up about the information supplied. I don't like being censored or having someone tell me that RT is cancelled till further notice and now violates local law. Which for the life of me, I can't find anywhere in local law.
ANGELA LOIJ: The Selk’nam Genocide
One gets overwhelmed with the news of the day. It all seems to be happening all at same time. And as the story gets old and over used, one looks to new ways of informing the ignorant of the importance of what we are going through as a planet. The psychopathic crowd are fully in control one could conclude, and the ponerology of the system that we live in, seems unbeatable and growing.
I have tried to publish this a number of times only to pull it back down again. It was originally written in 2015. I don't know how it truly makes me feel or how I should react to it. Its a terrible story; one of the hidden stories of our world. Known only to a few. But it does give a glimpse onto the mindset of those that are trying to conquer the world and make it theirs alone, and only their planet.
How many times has the following happened throughout history and prehistory? Untold numbers of the innocents gone from the history books and anonymously before any kind of writing was invented.
Lost, down that long road of humanity's past, lost forever to a abyss ...
WHAT NEXT…
Eight-carbon molecules in rivers of waste, and the sun in a sack cloth hauls itself up again into the sky. And looks down in disgust at what was…a good idea.
These mayfly lives, passing through and piling up, one upon the other as sediments on the basement of this world. Built up in that wake of seconds upon seconds. Relent.
Red cushion for a place to sit, amidst rancor. Nihilism for a heart, and reluctance. And crazed mystics still keep pushing shopping carts up hills of abuse...
Pierre Poilievre, a Curious Journalist and Trudy Zoolander…
The Canadian dollar has lost 94% of its value since 1942. Ninety-four percent! But then again, what has not lost its value since 1942. The world it seems was a better place; not so confused about its beliefs, or the direction that humanity was travelling. 1942 was the second world war and Canada along with the allied powers were fighting a great war in Europe against, you guessed it, Nazi Germany and that jack-booting and black uniformed clusterfuck of arrogant eugenicists. People of the world were joined in a common goal of helping to eradicate Nazism as a disease of the soul, a contagion of the human spirit and the sole belligerent to freedom and the democratic values of that day...
Phillip K. Dick, and Reality.
"Imagine being sentient but not alive. Seeing and even knowing, but not alive. Just looking out. Recognizing but not being alive. A person can die and still go on. Sometimes what looks out at you from a person's eyes maybe died back in childhood."
"The Man in the High Castle" is an interesting book, and if one is a science fiction lover, then this book will keep you on edge for while, stimulate a wondering about "What if?"...
don't worry you can change this later 
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