Moses, Genocide, and The Jewish State

the Curse of the Furies

Listen. If you stand in the heart of the idea of Israel and listen to the silence within its history and its future, disturbing thoughts come rising out of the Void.

If you are a Zionist, I am sorry for you, because the Mother Goddess of this Earth is very clear in her intent. You will never find an easy place to rest on this planet because you have been cursed. Genocide, She whispers. There is a genocide that must be atoned for.

The Witches of the of the matriarchal city states, those cities who died horrible deaths at the hands of the Israelite armies in the Moses and Exodus stories of the Judeo-Christian mythologies, they did not die quietly. They did not pass beyond the Veil with acceptance and grace. No. They cursed the armies of Israel who murdered them, and with their dying breath, the Witches of Canaan reached into the future and whispered, “As you have done, may it come back to you three fold, as the magic ordains.”

Oh, this is a terrible curse, one sealed in blood and guarded by ghosts, and one that cannot be undone. The magic must work its way out to the end.

This is a tricky subject to discuss in the current atmosphere of hysteria and histrionics as the ancestors of this ancient tribe are adept at controlling the media and the message.  It does not help that the writings attributed to Moses lie at the heart of all their teachings. Moses was a con man and a charlatan and a tremendous liar. One could not find a worse person to be your moral compass. He was a murderer who happened to be a Prince of Egypt. He stole a thing of power from the tombs of the pharaohs, gathered a band of outlaws such as himself, and fled from the wrath of his stepbrother.  (Yeah. That whole thing about leading his people out of slaver. Never happened. There is no record of it and the Egyptians were meticulous record keepers.)

Out in the desert only the most brutal survive. Moses’s gang of thugs thrived. (Did I mention Moses stole an object of power? Was it a thing or something sentient? Who can say for sure.)

Was it regret or sanity that induced him to lead them around in circles for 40 years knowing they had become a human plague not fit to be let loose on the more civilized places of the Mediterranean? Who knows. Somewhere in there he managed to find pen, ink, and time to write so he supposedly wrote pretty much all of the Old Testament. (Moses, spoiled little prince that he was, had the finest education to by had by anyone at the time. What he wrote was not divinely inspire so much as stolen, mined from a childhood spent learning from the scribes and priest of the Pharaoh. Egypt had spent 10,000 years collecting the knowledge of the planet. There was a lot to choose from when one planned on writing your own origin myth.)

Joshua perhaps grew tired of waiting. He induced Moses to teach him how to use the power object. Then Moses died. How? Only Joshua knows and he is not telling. Joshua, I imagine, was a thug extraordinaire among thugs. Thus began the march through Canaan and the genocide of  a peaceful culture.

But wait, you might say. The story of Joshua and the Canaanites has no basis in history. How can we be cursed?

Well, there is the problem of timelines. Moses was a liar. Everything he wrote was a compression of 10,000 years of history. There is some conjecture that Moses was merely a lowly priest in the hierarchy of the Egyptian temples and that what he wrote was science fiction at its finest. Some say the priest who wrote those books was not named Moses but took the name to honor a mythological hero.

Trust me. Somewhere in time, the children of the goddess were wiped from the face of the planet by the ancestors of the children of Israel. It is an event seared on the planetary memory. There is no hard evidence to support this. If there is, it was buried deep or destroyed because, unfortunately, the Moses story has tainted the science of archaeology and anthropology.  Every scientist learned the lessons of Galileo and none wanted to be called before the Holy See.

Perhaps it is not Israel that is cursed but those who cling the tightest to the Moses myth. The Mother Goddess wants her planet back. She will take it, if need be. It is not an accident that she has turned the planet into a desert under the feet of the men who revile her the most.

The curse on the Israelites can be broken. It is a simple thing really. Your women must be brought into the temple and be allowed to stand as equals in the places of power and have a voice in your governance.  Simple. Really.

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Shall we play a game?

A back door is a method of bypassing normal authentication, securing non-sanctioned remote access to a computer while trying to remain undetected. In the old movie War Games, Dr. Falken put a back door in his sentient computer, WOPR, using the code name Joshua, the name of his dead son. With it, he could supposedly subvert all the other programming imperatives and get the computer to respond to him as his own creation might thereby averting global thermonuclear war. The premise being that a sentient super computer might have a conscious and a sub-conscious brain function as if the computer hard drive had been partitioned and the sub-conscious part had full access to the conscious but not visa versa.

As a real life scenario that movie was hysterical and silly. As an allegory for the nature of the human brain it is dead on.

The human brain functions not only electrically and chemically but also on a quantum level. We all can sense our surrounding using the quantum harmonics of all reality. Physicists have uncovered the quantum mechanics behind intuition, empathy and even the ability to smell.

What does this mean in the big picture of things?

It means every human alive has a backdoor into his sub-conscious. It is a two way door. You can go out and play but other things can come in and take up residence.

For those who know how to manipulate the quantum universe, this door is the means to control the hive mind. The average human is far too busy for deep introspection and far to frightened of “loosing their mind” if they attempt to journey via the quantum highway. If you are unaware of the doorway, you cannot guard against intruders.

Control the hive mind and you control the unconscious reactions of everyone.

How? We are only 6 degrees apart from every other human on the planet.  As the population of the planet becomes denser and more closely confined, this is more true than ever. Control the local hive and the greater hive soon follows. The mechanics of it is not unlike that of a virus. With no immune system to block it, how soon does the outbreak become epidemic? With no defenses, is not a pandemic inevitable?

There are a whole lot of people with their fingers buried deep in the hive mind. Some of them, a very few, actually mean no harm.

Luckily for us, most of them are light weights.

But what if…

Do we find the movie War Games so entertaining because we have been there, in that moment, when someone tickled the back of our minds and said  “Hello, Joshua. Would you like to play a game?”

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Tibet, the Dalai Lama, and Pan-Dimensional Sex

Another Tibetan has set himself on fire. That makes 11 in 11 months and 16 since 2009.

So what, the rabid atheists say. Another fool seduced by another foolish religion. Thousands of people die everyday in far more horrific ways. Why should we care? (I cannot tell you how sad that makes me, knowing that anyone could become so casually indifferent to death and suffering.)

Of course, the protest in Tibet is not just about religious freedom. It is about the genocide of a people. It is about wiping a unique culture off the face of the planet and out of the minds of men. Oh, but then, those who have been Bible born and raised would not be shocked by this. It is no different than the Israelite armies, led by Moses, then Joshua, then Judah, marching through the Middle East and killing every man, woman and child that dared to be different from them, putting Genghis Khan to shame and making him seem a slacker. Exodus, Leviticus and Numbers is a proud recounting of a ruthless and bloodthirsty mob and all the societies they wiped from the planet forever. (Have I not said before that The Lord of the Flies was just a retelling of the story of Moses in the desert?)

Why should we care about Tibet? If Tibet were an animal it would be the tiger. (Few left in the wild, most in zoos.) There are Tibetans free to dress and act like Tibetans but they do not live in Tibet. What would we lose, if we allowed Tibet die? It might be a good question to ask BEFORE Tibet disappears under China’s bulldozers.

Actually Kurt Vonnegut explained it the best. In Slaughterhouse Five, the Tralfamadorians explain to Billy Pilgrim that they have five sexes but that humans have many more and that it takes all the sexes to make a baby. Humans don’t realize this because most of the sexual energy exists in other dimensions.

Too ironic?

Perhaps a study of the social dynamic of the Sioux horse culture would be better suited. Even the smallest of bands had a chief and a medicine woman and a shaman along with all the warriors and maidens and wives and wise old men. These leaders were not elected, nor were they self appointed. They were leaders because of all the members of the tribe, these were the ones best suited for the role. Nor were they autocratic and dictatorial. The people, having integrated their spirituality into their everyday life, only came to them in times of need. The leaders and holy people were not a drain on their society because they served a very real and valuable purpose. Like Tibet of the old days, the Sioux encouraged their people to regularly leave their rational, logic mind and explore the universe with the right brain.

The brain is like a house. The frontal cortex is the place where we build walls that keep the rest of the world out. There is no blurring of boundaries. The “I” of us is very clear. But the closer you get to the central core of the brain, the closer you get to the “back door” that is open to the pan-dimensional universe, the more you realize you are hanging bare-arsed and naked in the infinite void for all to see. The right brain seems to be the place we use most when we go “traveling”. It is the place where we connect to the rest of our “self” that we left behind when we crossed the veil into human birth.

All the knowledge of the infinite is available to you if you are willing to find that open door and fall out of your mind.

Vonnegut knew this. The Sioux knew this. Most of the ancient peoples knew this.  Tibet was one of those places where that idea was integrated into everyday life. Maybe because they were so far up into the sky, that much further away from the chaos of the fecundity of  life at sea level, that much closer to the stars, where the air is thinner and life is harder and the pattern of the circle of life was etched ever so much more deeply into every act and motion. Up at the top of the world where the air is thinner and gravity does not drag you down as much, they developed a way of life that acknowledged and celebrated the Patterning of the Oneverse. It was reflected in every aspect of the way they lived, right down to the color and pattern of their clothing. Mao knew this. The first thing he did when his men blitzkrieged their way into Tibet was ban the outward trappings of being a native Tibetan. (A devastating blow, as the Sioux will tell you, having had their children taken from them, long hair cut off, dressed in white man’s clothes and taught in white man’s schools, effectively wiping out a culture by erasing a language. Genocide is not just about body count.)

Why is Tibet important? Because mankind needed them to do what they did best, unnoticed yet important, like Vonnegut’s pan-dimensional sex.

Because, just by waking up and walking through their day, they were keeping the Patterning of the Oneverse alive in the universe.

What do they say about freedom? That you have to fight for it everyday otherwise it will be taken from you. Holding back the chaos is very much like that. It nibbles at the edges of your life, eroding it, day by day, minute by minute, until nothing is left. You keep it at bay with the little things you do every day. Wake up, brush your teeth, wash your face, eat, do the dishes, dust and sweep and mop and do the laundry, water the plants, mow the lawn, weed the flower beds, call your mom, read a bedtime story to your children before you kiss them goodnight. You mark you place in the universe with your intentions and your actions and your wishes. The cancer of the unending nothingness that is chaos cannot break this pattern, not easily anyway.

It has been over fifty years since China walked into Tibet and destroyed the Pattern Keepers. The magic was thousands of years in the making. It would take more than a little bit of genocide to wipe it away. But China has been diligent and everyone else has turned a blind eye to the destruction of something irreplaceable. It is only now, half a century later, that we look around and begin to notice that chaos is winning.

Who will beat back the chaos now?

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