By Paul Wagner
Edited and abridged by Lasha Darkmoon,
with added commentary and must-see video
Progress now means “life getting worse all the time”. We are living in a dangerous world on a giddy-go-round to doom.
Over 180 scientists and doctors in almost 40 countries are warning the world about 5G health risks. These scientists spell it out in a recent letter in response to ‘Resolution 1815 of the Council of Europe’: Read More
The political theatrics that begin Wednesday raise several questions. For starters, will Joe Biden be investigated for mounting evidence of corruption? And why is the corporate media turning the CIA “whistleblower” into a phantom in plain sight?
By Patrick Lawrence
ICH, November 13, 2019
Now that “Russiagate” has failed and “Ukrainegate” neatly takes its place, many questions arise. Will the Democratic Party, this time in open collusion with the intelligence apparatus, succeed in its second attempt to depose President Donald Trump in what might fairly be called a bloodless coup? Read More
. . . by Silvana Heißenberg
Freely translated from the original German by ‘Q’.
A milder version of this article can be read on The Ethnic European
Dear Frau Merkel,
You are utterly despicable!—the most criminal Chancellor the German people have ever had to endure! You have brought the German people nothing but terror and tribulation, war wounds and death! This you have done by deliberately importing into our country illegal immigrants from barbarous lands. Hundreds of thousands of mercenaries, terrorists and other die-hard criminals have invaded our once peaceful Germania. Read More
According to Jung, the psyche is not bound by time and space. It can therefore continue its existence after death in a dimension beyond time and space. This is not just a “belief”, Jung explains. To those who have experienced the concept through transcendental intuition, it is “knowledge”. You don’t believe in life after death; you either know it or you don’t. Let Jung explain in his own words:
By JOHN KAMINSKI
BELITTLED INTO DISUSE
BY THE BOTTOM LINE
Any philosophy that doesn’t recognize
the primacy of the individual is a trap
aimed at turning you into a number.
When they killed the churches, they killed morality. Churches were the glue that tied neighborhoods together. It didn’t matter that religions destroy themselves as they try to conceal their own false dogma or succumb to their own human frailties. Now most neighborhoods are gone, too, vaporized first by malls, then by immigration, and more lately by the Internet. Read More
Devi capire:
Io che dall’oltretomba ti parlo –
So cose che tu non sai.
Un abbraccio, un bacio
è ciò che brami. Una mano umana
che ti salvi e ti soccorra.
Ordunque allunga la mano,
urla, lascia che le lacrime scorran!
Tutto questo avrà fine.
Non andrà più così il prossimo anno.
I morti
non piangeranno. E dico questo
per riparare il tuo cuore infranto: ogni lacrima
versata
ti metterà a nuovo
e laverà via le tue passate macchie.
By Chris Hedges
Abridged by Lasha Darkmoon with brief commentary
November 11, 2019
Is Trump an enemy of the Deep State . . . or is he secretly working for it?
“Trump committed political heresy when he dared to point out the folly of unchecked militarism. He will pay for it. The war between the deep state and Trump began the moment he was elected.” — Chris Hedges Read More
A World Based On Lies Is A False World
Paul Craig Roberts
5 November 2019
“Everyone can claim to be a victim except white male heterosexuals. They are branded “exploiters” of everyone else, and they are unable to get out of this trap. In the Western World white heterosexual males face the same fate as the bourgeoisie under Lenin.” — Paul Craig Roberts
By Philip Giraldi
November 5, 2019
A PALESTINIAN WOMAN
being bullied by Israeli settlers in her own land
In spite of the fact that Israeli snipers continue to shoot scores of unarmed protesting Gazans every Friday with virtually no coverage from the media, there are some signs that the ability of Israel and its friends to control the narrative regarding the Jewish state’s appalling human rights violations is beginning to weaken. Read More
“This history written in the closing months of the second decade of the 21st century is the last independent history available before the Age of Tyranny. ” — Paul Craig Roberts Read More
By John Kaminski
Only common sense
can save us from
our own obliteration
THE WALKING DEAD:
“Americans will continue to exist in a semi-conscious coma . . .”
We can’t escape the conditioning that has misled us throughout our lives to properly assess the damage we have done to ourselves by letting our societies go as far down the road to totalitarian chaos as they have. Not only are we at a loss as to how to correct the imbalance between haves and have nots, but the vast majority of the population should now worry about their planned elimination in this multifaceted social tsunami now being inflicted upon us by forces often described as “too big to fail”. Read More
By ARCH STANTON and ‘SAKI’
Edited by Lasha Darkmoon
Consisting of comments made by two talented writers with a special interest in the philosophy of religion, Arch Stanton and ‘Saki’. This discussion arose in response to a poem written by the great Victorian poet Christina Rossetti who spent much of her life longing for heaven. Readers are invited to share with us their experiences of the afterlife, if they have had any, or if they know someone else who claims to have had contact with the dead.
“If the sun and moon should ever doubt,
they’d immediately go out.” — William Blake
Translated into Italian
By GIAN FRANCO SPOTTI
Acque oscure da solcare;
Un albero spezzato, la paura assale.
Così lontan salpare, così profondo da scandagliare,
Nessuna stella a cui il timone affidare!
Nessuna sorridente luna che illumini;
Nessun faro che guidi
Offre speranza, e nemmeno facilita
Questo viaggio nella Notte.
Ed ora prego il mio Dio
Che il mio viaggio finisca presto –
E guidi la mia nave e la malandata vela
Verso più miti venti;
Nel sole lasciarsi trasportare;
La mia anima verso l’alto innalzare;
Placare questa tempesta che lacera il mio spirito,
Per poi mandarmi alla deriva, e poi morir!
— § —
2. SENZA RITORNO
Lontano, lontano nel torbido mar
Il mio amore sognando ad occhi aperti sta ad aspettar
Mentre compone versi scrive per me –
E per il mio ritorno.
Il suo mento, così perfetto e delicato,
Getta ombre che danzano sulle rime
Mentre candele tremule segnano il tempo
Del mio ritorno.
Le sue dita bladiscon la penna scrivendo
Amore poetico che sente dentro,
Aspettando l’alba, il cambio di marea –
Ed il mio ritorno
Ahimè! Mai più le nostre braccia si stringeranno!
E mentre questa nobile nave affonda
Io grido il suo nome mentre son sul ciglio
Del Non Ritorno.
— § —
3. SEPMRE ED ETERNAMENTE
“ Sempre ed Eternamente”, mi diceva l’amor mio,
“ Sempre ed Eternamente il mio amor ti darò”.
Le diedi allor un bacio in segno di risposta
Che “Sempre ed Eternamente”
è una fantasia di rima
Diventa ancor più certo col passar del tempo,
A carne e sangue pensa il tempo e l’avvizzimento –
Il ritorno alla polvere, ancora;
E il luogo del Sempre ed Eternamente
Nessun mortale può raggiungerlo.
Perché “ Sempre ed Eternamente “ sono nello spazio degli dei;
E per il prezzo di amare, ci chiedono il dolore
Di sapere che “Sempre ed Eternamente” è
Una promessa fatta, in vano.
Ma senza la tradizion infrangere, ho rivelato di nuovo il racconto,
Dicendo “sempre ed eternamente” amerei anche lei;
Poiché il concetto di Eternamente
a apparire il nostro amore bello e intenso;
Così quando si dirà “sempre ed eternamente” –
la bugia sarà lusinghiera.
— § —
4. LA VERITA’ ALLO SPECCHIO
Il vetro dello specchio mi rivela
Un fantasma che di rado vedo –
La visione di me stesso, così come sono
Di carne ed ossa – un mortale uomo.
In giorni di gioventù, con poca riflessione,
Pensavo aver raggiunto la perfezione:
Immortale…..sempre giovane.
E così in qualche modo alla vita mi aggrappai.
Ma ora che i giorni si ingrigiscono sempre più.
Non sono più uno spensierato attore.
So quanto io sia stato benedetto,
Dimorando qui in mezzo agli altri.
Ed io, come loro, avvizzirò e morirò
(Oh fugace tempo, dove sei volato?)
La carne in così poco tempo polvere ritorna.
Ah, è troppo tardi – si impara troppo tardi!
