Dog Poet Transmitting…….
Let us bow our heads in recognition of what Arthur Topham believes and what I believe and what you believe and which was put best by George Orwell; “in a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act.” Arthur has lost a battle but not the war and in the process he has proven that our greatest enemy is not the Zionist plague that seeks to dismantle every human freedom and authentic belief but rather the incredibly stupid majorities that make up a public body upon whom, the truth has still not dawned. How can they be so stupid and live? I’m guessing it is purpose of demonstration thing and for so long as they metaphorically and literally felate their foreign masters in their every thought word and deed, for just so long, life will remain uncomfortable for those of us who have to live among and pass by these strange Smurfs and Schmoos every day.
I don’t want to stay overlong on this topic, except to say… and I wasn’t there, mind you but… I think the players in the drama played the game according to the people who run the board and that is why it turned out as it did. You cannot play according to the rules of the people who run the game because the odds ALWAYS favor the house. I take my courtroom antics from Appolonius of Tyana and Jesus Christ. You might say it didn’t work out all that well for Jesus but that would depend on whether you were numbered among those who believe Jesus was the one crucified, when it was Judas who got the treatment…or maybe you think Jesus was a Jew? First of all, avatars don’t come out of religions, they establish them. There is a big difference between thinking you are fighting the good fight and justice will be on your side and coming into the room as a rep of the one who makes the rules. What justice is, is… a decision in your favor. Justice isn’t wearing a blindfold by accident.
Truth isn’t a word or a concept. Truth is a force. Truth is a power but few and far between are those who can represent it because the opportunity costs everything else. There are no half measures. I say this, knowing that as fucked up as I may be in the eyes of some and however many shortcomings I possess, not understanding this is not numbered among them.