ANY MORE OF A LIE
What keeps you from speaking
the truth clearly?
By John Kaminski
WITHOUT religion, we remain in a war against ourselves, dissecting reality with a ruthless scalpel, disparaging hope, ridiculing love and insisting we can handle the burden of life and death all by ourselves, forever dissing the reassuring comfort of a true belief as delusional, manipulative thought control.
WITH religion, we trade truth for comfort, and can be certain of our every action, without bothering to wonder if it’s right or wrong. This allows us to have no second thoughts about the people we put in the ground for righteous reasons that also happen to be profitable. True believers never have to peek around the corner at that shadow of hypocrisy that our religious leaders tell us is just the cost of doing business within the sacred realm.
So which one is the real lie? Or are they both the truth? And will we ever get past the bloody dance of death that both produce?
Could humanity’s true task of evolution be a third way, in which the smug sadism of holy power and the frustrating discomfort of empirical investigation are transcended and melded in some way into a broader understanding that actually nurtures life, rather than the way it is now — the reckless, thoughtless consumption and eradication of living things whose purpose we have never bothered to comprehend?
On one side of the coin, you are so convinced you are going to heaven that you can kill all those people who get in your way, those unenlightened pagans, without a second thought. The inculcated fantasy of eternal life allows our hallowed leaders to underpin the systems that run the world with rarely talked about rituals of raping children and turning churches into banks, even as the general mass of bowed heads remains oblivious to the secret crimes of these sick gooks.
On the other side of what passes for the world’s epistemological currency are those who believe we can build a better human by discarding all the world’s mythologies and disregarding all the freighted rituals we have come to know as our personalities, except that virtually everyone who proposes such sweeping changes is a Jew double talker more interested in taking control of people’s wallets rather than helping them live more comfortably.
The third side that generally takes control once the political wheels of war get rolling are those unfortunates who are just in it for the money, and will kill anyone they’re told to if the price is right. There are so many truly poor people in the world that there is never a shortage of these kinds of troops, so that those with the cash have no trouble keeping the wars going forever.
This is precisely the swamp in which the world’s superstitious humans are now mired. Both theories claim to offer a path to an existential ecstasy, yet the evidence of centuries shows each philosophy is a direct route to hell on Earth. It’s either the Roman Empire or the Soviet Union, and both roads portend senseless drivel and mass death.
Rule 1 of human existence. We are only the sum of people we have met in this lifetime. What we have learned from them becomes who we are. Why is it, then, that in making our choices we gather only what we need for ourselves? Is it because we die alone? Is it because we have forgotten that we have been shaped by others? As we abandon everyone else in the hour of our demise, whether this has been for our own good is the toughest question we will ever have to answer.
We don’t make things up of our own accord. Ideas are presented to us that shape our lives, and we either accept them and incorporate them into our way of living, or throw them into the trash along with all the other things we find too preposterous to believe. Sometimes when you least expect it, the seeds of trust you have cast to the wind are returned to you on a mysterious breeze of gratitude that keeps you believing in some kind of cosmic order, as this story from a grateful reader recently did to me.
But whether they will stop the annihilation of life on Earth is entirely up to you to decide.
The scales of fear and trust
George Orwell attended a literary meeting in 1946 that focused on the 300th anniversary of an obscure John Milton essay about freedom of the press. Orwell remarked dryly that none of the featured speakers dared mention books that had been banned during the war. (WW II ended in 1946.) Ironic hypocrisy is all too common as people often pretend to talk about something that they never really address.
The freedom to write what you want — otherwise known as intellectual liberty — is under attack from two wings, Orwell explained.
The status quo controlled by the very rich is the obvious enemy, but the people who could benefit from the truth yet simply don’t care about it are the real reason that the world is in a shambles and not about to be straightened out any time soon, he concluded.
I thought of all these things during the recent interview with Edward Snowden by NBC anchorman Brian Williams, during which Snowden insisted plenty of evidence existed for the U.S. government to have thwarted the 9/11 attacks — WHICH completely blew Snowden’s credibility higher than a Fukushima rooftop since the 9/11 hijacker story was a total fraud meant to cover up the demolition of the Twin Towers by neocon power brokers, and this watershed event was certainly not accomplished by fake Muslim amateur pilots.
This means for certain that Snowden, darling of much of the world for his apparent heroics, is an actor in a larger script that seeks to reinforce a version of history that is not quite accurate, and being presented through Greenwald and his accomplices as something the movers and shakers want everyone to know but is not quite the whole truth.
Given his derogatory remarks about Nazis, it’s difficult at this late date to tell how much Orwell (a.k.a. Eric Blair) knew about the real world, despite the realistic predictions he put forth in his magnum opus “1984″, many of which have come to pass in the real world. It seems certain, however, that Orwell did not have a specific idea that the world wars and the creepy society he predicted that has come to pass would be generated from the nightmare prescriptions of the Talmud, and a worldwide network of social saboteurs better known as the Jewish community.
Or perhaps he just didn’t dare to speak of these things openly, which is a problem that has beset the world for many centuries.
What Orwell did get right in this essay is that writers who embrace totalitarianism in any form automatically forfeit their access to legitimate literary integrity, or even basic accuracy. Orwell put it more bluntly:
Any writer sympathetic to a political cause does have to acquiesce
in the deliberate falsification of important issues.
It makes me think of the New York Times reporter, Walter Duranty, who won a Pulitzer Prize for never mentioning that 9 million Ukrainians were starved to death by the insane Jews who ran the Soviet Union in the 1930s.
Orwell was talking about Communists, but you know the drill today. You can’t get published anywhere in the mainstream unless you’re willing to sign on to the Muslim 9/11 lie. Practically every writer you read today, in any venue, has forfeited his own integrity, simply by espousing one political creed or another. This would also be true of religious writers, as religions are a form of totalitarianism. As Orwell writes,
Totalitarianism demands, in fact, the continuous alteration of the past,
and in the long run probably demands a disbelief
in the very existence of objective truth.
Which is why today, you not only don’t get the truth about current events from anybody in the mainstream as well as most of those in the alternative media, but you don’t get the real history, either, as the fabricated narratives about the phony wars, 9/11, the world wars, and why America does what it does are all skewed by those communicating within the polluted mainstream narrative of reality.
Orwell elaborated upon the impact of this:
Even a single taboo can have an all-round crippling effect upon the mind,
because there is always the danger that any thought
which is freely followed up may lead to the forbidden thought.
It follows that the atmosphere of totalitarianism is deadly to any kind of prose writer,
though a poet, at any rate a lyric poet, might possibly find it breathable.
And in any totalitarian society that survives for more than a couple of generations,
it is probable that prose literature, of the kind that has existed
during the past four hundred years, must actually come to an end.
Which is how Snowden has got himself caught himself up in that lie of political correctness about 9/11. Trying to impact the mainstream with its false narrative revealed he is a part of that falsehood.
Despite not possessing the complete picture, Orwell managed to transcend the false narrative. He observed:
Political writing in our time consists almost entirely of prefabricated phrases bolted together like the pieces of a child’s Meccano set. It is the unavoidable result of self-censorship.
(A Meccano set is what the English call an erector set, a child’s construction toy.)
To write in plain, vigorous language one has to think fearlessly, and if one thinks fearlessly one cannot be politically orthodox.
(Which is why I insist that only one force runs the whole world — the U.S., Russia, China, India, Britain and Germany are all run by the same Jewish power structure. The wars are only confabulated fantasies, contrived passion plays with real actors, designed to make money from the sale of weapons.) Orwell also wrote:
Totalitarianism, however, does not so much promise an age of faith as an age of schizophrenia. A society becomes totalitarian when its structure becomes flagrantly artificial: that is, when its ruling class has lost its function but succeeds in clinging to power by force or fraud. Such a society, no matter how long it persists, can never afford to become either tolerant or intellectually stable. It can never permit either the truthful recording of facts or the emotional sincerity that literary creation demands.
(And that’s the history we have today — phony New York Times dictating reality to puppets of Jewish bankers while the rest of the social climbing world hangs on their every word, even as their lives are destroyed.)
When one sees highly educated men looking on indifferently at oppression and persecution, one wonders which to despise more, their cynicism or their shortsightedness.
My favorite line from this Orwell essay is “Imagination will not not breed in captivity.”
Which is why you have the lame 9/11 narrative that never made any sense in the minds of people who can actually think. And you have to wonder how pathetic the American thought process has become when consensus reality has managed to install so many lies into the fictional narrative of American history of the 21st century.
What we do know for certain is that an outside force has taken control of our societies, of our lives, lathered up our brains with addictions that shorten our lifespans and sicken our hearts, because we have lost the belief — or had it ripped from our hands — that life is a delight, both a pleasure and a privilege. Instead it has been turned into an unbearable ordeal of fear and betrayal by those shadowy figures whose nasty perversions control us through compulsions and prejudices, and wring all the joy out of life for the vast majority of people in the world.
It would be a fairly simple matter to suddenly wake up and realize we have been deceived by falsehoods, entrained by addictions, polluted by poisons, and chained to our prejudices that serve no purpose except for the money that is wrung out of them that fatten only the very rich as they leave the rest of the world dying of a thirst for common sense and the compassion that our parents taught us. That’s why the Jews are trying to eliminate the family, because the family is the only group we can be sure actually loves us.
Whether you believe or not is something you can argue about tomorrow as long as your family sticks together, but once it comes apart, the argument is over, and your world will never be the same.
for Matthew Nichols
John Kaminski is a writer who lives on the Gulf Coast of Florida, constantly trying to figure out why we are destroying ourselves, and pinpointing a corrupt belief system as the engine of our demise. Solely dependent on contributions from readers, please support his work by mail: 6871 Willow Creek Circle #103, North Port FL 34287 USA.