By Les Visible
April 11, 2012
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your noses always be cold and wet.
(I hope this pleases all the people who wanted me to stop writing so often (grin). I'm also hoping that control of my books will happen again soon to please so many of you who keep asking why you can't order them. Worst case scenario I just republish everything and offer them through a new venue; this means simply changing the way you get them.
May your noses always be cold and wet.
(I hope this pleases all the people who wanted me to stop writing so often (grin). I'm also hoping that control of my books will happen again soon to please so many of you who keep asking why you can't order them. Worst case scenario I just republish everything and offer them through a new venue; this means simply changing the way you get them.
In the meantime, I have the digital versions of both available
so, simply contact me by email and I'll get copies out to you at 10 Euro a pop
~ 30% off previous offerings (such a deal!).)
Now that's what I call sanity; in an age of rapidly vanishing disappearance, it used to be you would only get what you were seeing and now you're only seeing what you're getting; it's that sooner or later effect I was talking about, except I wasn't talking, I was typing.
Now that's what I call sanity; in an age of rapidly vanishing disappearance, it used to be you would only get what you were seeing and now you're only seeing what you're getting; it's that sooner or later effect I was talking about, except I wasn't talking, I was typing.
I'm making a kind of pesto from a leafy plant (Ramsons, Allium ursinum ~ also known as buckrams, wild garlic,
broad-leaved garlic, wood garlic, bear leek, and bear's
garlic ~ is a wild relative of chives native to Europe and Asia.[1]
The Latin name is due to the brown bear's taste for the bulbs
and its habit of digging up the ground to get at them (they are also a favorite
of wild boar) called Baerlauch, that grows in the woods around here; toss in
the olive oil, Parmesan, walnuts (cause unless you work on Wall Street you
can't afford pine nuts) and secret ingredients and thinking about how I now
intend to make my own catsup and mayonnaise, because of all the caustic ingredients
in the store model. It’s either that or give up the things I put them on, which
isn't likely in the short term; thinking handmade French fries here, or pommes
frites as you prefer. It's macaroni and cheese today, with the Baerlauch pesto,
so it should be a good day (grin), now, ...on with the show.
Israel's first, last and only single nationals, 'the bought, sold and blackmailed' John-John McCain and psychopathic murdering scum of the Earth, Lieberman, are blood hungry for the kill.
Israel's first, last and only single nationals, 'the bought, sold and blackmailed' John-John McCain and psychopathic murdering scum of the Earth, Lieberman, are blood hungry for the kill.
It's certainly something Lieberman can't 'Passover'. He likes
them dead and preferably tormented and tortured first. There are few men on
Earth as evil as Lieberman and the rest of them are his compatriots, from the
same shitty little weasel world he comes from.
Once again, it can't be said too often;
ISRAEL DID 9/11!!!
ISRAEL DID 9/11
and we have all the proof in the world!!!
Do I have to say it again?
Israel did 9/11 and they are behind the financial meltdown, with
their generations entrenched, banker elite and they are behind the run up and
performance of getting all recent wars fought by other countries on their
behalf!
Period it is the end of story and we do hope this story ends
soon, with them no longer being in a position to do anything, ever again,
anywhere, period, period.
I'm sick and tired of having to say this over and over. I am more sick and tired of a public so stupid that they can swallow the endless lines of horseshit that fiends like this keep delivering, steaming warm on a garnished plate, served by automatons with garnished salaries.
I'm sick and tired of having to say this over and over. I am more sick and tired of a public so stupid that they can swallow the endless lines of horseshit that fiends like this keep delivering, steaming warm on a garnished plate, served by automatons with garnished salaries.
This has already been completely scrubbed from the MSNBC
website, where I saw it only half an hour ago. Here we sit folks, surrounded by
slick, porcine weasels, with bloodstained mouths, surrounded by dumbass
mouthpieces, playing taps for themselves and their associates, out of key and
with no mourners, as the curtain begins to come down on their drawn and
quarter-fucked destinies and it couldn't happen to a better bunch of
scoundrels, scum-slugs and diseased donkey shit on toast, with roasted Tribe
sluts alfresco, delicious and delectable, served hot or cold, like revenge upon
the latter, with some introductory Borgia soup blessed by The Pope.
Let's take a little walk with him, while he goes for a shit in
the woods. Meanwhile, one of his associates wants to make sure of what time it is (I'm not
into time, dude), while he makes the watch disappear but not the reflection on
the table top.
This is the kind of thing evil does to itself, with funny hats
on its head. It gets worse and worse, for one of the primary sources of evil.
They're scrambling, they're ♫jumpin' and jivin' on the floor♫ of... the stock exchange and
everywhere else as they try to get out of Dodge, on their way to that mystical
and mythical 'home on the range'.
The only choice they have is world disorder and wars up the
wazoo.
They don't count the dead and dying with Satan on their side.
Yeah, lots of people don't believe in God but everyone believes
in The Devil. In Kali Yuga that's what passes for The Divine.
Heah comes Mr. Apocalypse, with his walking stick, while Ehud Barak has got his hand on Michael Fassbinder's dick. He's got his recreational periods, when he isn't orchestrating things like 9/11 with Dov Zacheim and the rest of the crew.
Heah comes Mr. Apocalypse, with his walking stick, while Ehud Barak has got his hand on Michael Fassbinder's dick. He's got his recreational periods, when he isn't orchestrating things like 9/11 with Dov Zacheim and the rest of the crew.
If I happened to overlook this, I apologize. Should I forget to
remember that I might have forgotten to have said it, I'll endeavor to remember
again, as we go along here. I might have forgotten, you know, given that the
general public can neither remember, or even think, in the first place.
Talk about thankless jobs, I have one of those but my invisible
friends appreciate the effort and the hardened and legible footsteps in the
dried mud, on the way to Shambala, are more gratitude than I have any right to
expect in the first place... eh? Can I get an Eh-men?
Can I get a witness among the witless?
Do you think you could hear the music any better with that ipod
jammed up your ass?
It's a Kim Kardashian world, where one of the most talentless
rap artists, in a bankrupt and craven, tits, asses and gun-ho's can fall in
lust with her in a gung-ho, hooyah, strictly for publicity way. If it ain't
P-Diddy, it's not truly inauthentic and poorly written and performed ...only
trying to be.
As we go along, something absolutely sick and sinister is happening in Japan.
As we go along, something absolutely sick and sinister is happening in Japan.
Why aren't the world's greatest experts on the scene, seeking to
contain the damage?
This I do not get. I don't get this at all.
Is this so relatively unimportant, that it doesn't matter, in
terms of being one of our most number one priorities?
Why do I continuously keep hearing about one fuckup after
another, with no experts from around the world, deeply engaged in fixing the
thing?
Someone knows things I don't know, which is no great surprise.
On and on it goes, with one strange, inexplicable thing after
another, with no operating instructions, explanations or disclaimers, attending
any of it?
WTF is going on?
WTF us going on?
I know we've got phony alien invasions coming up, unless they are the real deal ...and that would explain a lot, especially if it has already happened.
I know we've got phony alien invasions coming up, unless they are the real deal ...and that would explain a lot, especially if it has already happened.
We know the minds of all the real life villains, in our
contemporary horror show, of what passes for reality, have already been
possessed by the entrenched, lower astral dark lords, who have guided the
twisted agendas of the ones we can see and have been seeing for thousands of
years.
Now, here comes the Lord of Light with his broom.
He's going to clean all those long infested demon rooms, that
have been playing on the internal Walkmans, with no shut off, or pause buttons,
in the heads of those so co-opted.
Don't worry about the outcome, since it's all already sorted on
the upper end and only needs to be precipitated down, as we are dwelling in the
echo and aftermath but just don't, collectively, know it yet. So it goes
hermanos y hermanas ...so it goes.
Shit on a shingle. It's what's for breakfast, with five kinds of fried pork specialties like they put on those full English breakfasts.
Shit on a shingle. It's what's for breakfast, with five kinds of fried pork specialties like they put on those full English breakfasts.
Yeah, that's that other center of total darkness, that operates
as the world financial brain center; The City in the heart of London. This is
run and operated by the same vampire siphon, lampreys that run that fictitious,
shitty little country in The Middle East. You can read all about it here as a free download and you can
get tons more here.
If you want to know, you can know, if you don't want to know,
well... there the majority of you are already and you will then be brought to
the state of knowing the hard way, as 'knowing' is conferred upon you, by the
forces of change, which insist, that's right, positively insist that you know,
whether you like it or not.
That's going on right now.
It's going on pretty softly, compared to how it will be going on
shortly. It's your call.
I know you're not reading this but it is in the air, if you care
to listen.
You'll hear soon enough it any case, whether you are reading
this or not.
Myself, I'm looking at those hard fixed footprints and that's all I need. We've all got our priorities and that happens to be mine. I made my choice and I'm happy with it. I could have gone in a lot of directions from here but this seemed the most advantageous, since I can always come back in, if I want to.
Myself, I'm looking at those hard fixed footprints and that's all I need. We've all got our priorities and that happens to be mine. I made my choice and I'm happy with it. I could have gone in a lot of directions from here but this seemed the most advantageous, since I can always come back in, if I want to.
One should always go to the opportune in the first place, lest
that option be removed in the process of procrastinating, in respect of all of
that sublimating in the first place.
Did I mention that Israel did
9/11 along with their damned and doomed associates?
Well, in case I didn't, let's leave that as our parting shot, in
respect of that ain't all I got.
Wham, bam, thank you Mam!
Selah!
Selah!
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