I still like you, Patrick, in fact, many of my favorite people are called Patrick. Your problem is that you are a space alien. I'm not sure what planet you fell off from, but you go far beyond anything I have come across so far. There are times where one should just enjoy whatever misery one find oneself in, and not try to save the world. I bought three books from you and read them, so I can speak with authority. I'm somewhat worried about you. May you find peace. Greetings from Hell.
That highlights the biggest misunderstanding of who I am and what it is that I'm trying to do.
Couldn't give a damn about the rest of the whirled.
I'm just trying to extract my own ass out of Hell and to do that I need the singular thing that distinguishes hu-mans from all other animals: Intelligent thoughtful cooperation out of motivated self-interest of both parties.
The thing of it is:
ANYONE who helps me kick the ass of the Devil will benefit from that ass-kicking.
So, although I am operating solely for myself, the crumbs that fall from the table are there for any crumb-eaters.
The definition of Peace was revealed by Clint Richardson:
"That time of WAR when COMMERCE COMMENCES."
There is, therefore, no such thing as "PEACE" as the grape apes were ALLOWED to believe.
The only peace I seek is the total annihilation of this SIM.
The Blessed Silence of Absolute Zero.
"Enjoying Misery" is an oxymoron that spawned the entire franchise called Hellraiser.
Not interested in Misery or the compromise of thinking that one level of Hell is somehow more comfortable than another level of Hell (another theme from Dante's Inferno through to Hellraiser).
I don't see how anyone could be worried about me.
Conversely, I'm sure that people are worried OF me because if I succeed in destroying the very fabric of every single thing that they abdicated to, compromised with and, grew accustom to as enjoyable misery then their very fabric of existence, the sum total and meaning of their 'lives' vanishes like T.S. Eliots' Hollow Men, so I think the human rats fear me more than they fear their Lord Hasatan. Witches why I get 1% cooperation.
I don't " like" "YOU" Patrick because I don't know you; in the same way that I dont know myself.
What is me and what is a foreign injection of homogeneous, ubiquitous DNA?
What thoughts are my own, separate from this culture/ growth- kill medium/ nation?
I can attempt to disseminate what I take from WHAT YOU DO/WRITE/SHARE as being only a representation of the description for who you currently are/are not....and I can like, disagree, debate or concur with that " you" at a moment just passed.
Now there's a dose of reality like a good 30 grit sandpaper on the ass followed by some 91% rubbing alcohol!
All True.
My favorites are the Whyte Pure Titty people who think that their 'race' is untainted. All it took was Henrietta Lacks' cancerous cervix in the polio shat that their ancestors got and all of that purity is out the damned airlock.
The one thing that we do know is if WE are fighting the System, then there is a small vestage of WHO we USED TO BE still in us.
As we assemble the Council of The Blind to feel up the elephant and then describe it, our perceptions, thus our evaluations might change instantly or slowly and our collective sharing of what we feel, taste, smell, hear can alter the perceptions and outcomes of our positions and that of the others.
It's not that WE are in flux, but we have been fucked with chaotic input of nearly all lies so that even when the truth hits us like a I-beam between the eyes it's hard to discern if it was high-carbon steel or just pig-iron.
Sun Tzu is my guide:
1. KNOW YOURSELF.
2. KNOW YOUR ENEMY.
3. EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED.
What if, you didn't know yourself and it turned out that you were your own worst enemy?
Exactly. But you must know that everyone else is as nuts as you are, and can't be talked to. That's why you are not on the TV warning everyone not to breathe or move because there is some lethal danger to it. Nobody could give the damn about anyone else. And life goes on. As for the smartest guy in the world, you are not a good communicator. I'll rather put my money on you being nuts rather than right. Try to focus on solutions that are useful. Can you make like a simple handbook? You are a punk.
Though I struggle sometimes to figure out what You're saying, I enjoy Your articles greatly. As for becoming well known and all... I have been pushing out the solution I see to the moneyed psychopaths in control (who bring Us the glyphosate hell) for 20 years now.
When I first started, I was certain the ideas would run wild and Humanity would rejoice. Today I am less certain of that, but... They (those psychopaths) surely have noticed Me, shadow banning Me virtually everywhere. (At least this confirms I'm on to something. Haha!)
So I can relate completely.
Interestingly, I came down with Lyme a number of years ago - wasn't in an area with much glyphosate about but... I did find a tick in a fold of My skin... And what I did for the Lyme was take cat's claw - an herb - for two years. When I stopped taking it, the Lyme was gone. [shrug]
I tried the stuff years ago and it made me deathly ill.
Which is why the thrust of my investigations have always been for a Universal Remedy.
Not the concept of a silver Bullet but it has to work for all of the people all of the time or it is just another anecdote on the woodpile.
What I discovered and what I will Stack on calls into question the very fabric of reality and might possibly answer why you say that your lyme went away.
Looking forward! Hope it helps the vaccine damage I got in 1963 when I was jabbed for DDT…er…”polio…” Tired of the psoriatic arthritis which leaves Me in pain 24/7.
for all we know (we didn't make them) that what was in those vile vials.
Here's where it is your total discretion of what you want to put on an open forum.
It is my considered opinion that EVERY connective tissue problem including arthritis can be lain at the feet of spirochetes.
So, whereas many people have said that they had lyme and then did that little Imp's drink of boosting celery sales every single day until they claimed the Lyme was gone...
I submit that either the Spirochetes went stealth or just changed venues.
Psoriatic arthritis has been attributed to the liver.
For whatever symptoms your lyme first manifested, it could have packed up the bags under the influence of Cat's Claw then resurfaced in the liver under old management. Meet the New Boss. Same as the Old Boss.
Rheumatoid arthritis has been lain at the feet of Streptococcus that is brought in via scabies mites (not ticks but close enough).
Osteo-arthritis is just another name for buggers setting up in the joints to eat cartilage, tendon, ligament and bone so we never left the topic of spirochetes.
Thousands of disease names, all attributable to Leptospirosis, Borelliosis, or Treponemosis.
Syphilis was called The Great Pretender because it 'masqueraded' as many other diseases...
What if?
What if that was the Grand Lie to make it seem like the 'other diseases' weren't syphilis all along?
The church of the mechanic is a small congregation of certified (crazy?) wrench throwers & bug hunters in the zipcode of 66666. We are gathered here today to talk about this SIM called LIFE.
I've never met anybody...EVER that could put obscure puzzle pieces together like you & make everything flow into continuum. It's overwhelming material in its entirety.
What I've pieced together from you in a condensed format is: what came first is a.i./the bug/the infected hosts being used to build the a.i infostructure .... to Me, nothing in the middle really matters because it's all Babylonian bullshittery ... same pig different lipstick. ... it probably is somewhat important ,... but ISREAL, truth, lies or/AND BOTH .. see, you untangle that web.
..... on this pharm there was a BUG ...E, I, E, I, O. This pasture is full of prions & madcow ... So, you're moving on. The grass may be greener in the next pasture ...But, It's STILL infected with cow snot, spit & zombie parasites & chemicull overspray.
We'll still be around if you ever decide to slay demons on this stack again.
I get it .... THINGS MUST WORK 🔧 & this ain't workin.
A salvo is the simultaneous discharge of artillery or firearms including the firing of guns either to hit a target or to perform a salute.[1] As a tactic in warfare, the intent is to cripple an enemy in many blows at once and prevent them from fighting back.
Hiel pHarma! Double barrelled Salutations to your God.
Safe:
c. 1300, sauf, "unscathed, unhurt, uninjured; free from danger or molestation, in safety, secure; saved spiritually, redeemed, not damned;
Safe:
PIE solwos from root sol - whole, well kept.
It might form all or part of: catholic; consolidate; consolidation; holism; holo-; holocaust; Holocene; hologram; holograph; insouciant; safe; safety; sage (n.1) kind of herb; salubrious; salutary; salute; salvage; salvific; salvo "simultaneous discharge of guns;" save (v.) "deliver from danger;" save (prep.) "except;" solder; soldier; solemn; solicit; solicitous; solid; solidarity; solidity; sou.
Angel: You're saying that everything we do here... it's a distraction to keep us busy from looking under the surface?
I get it.
I'm 5 years behind on farm work that left me a disaster that I will be cleaning up for the next 5 years...
Through it all you have to reorganize your priorities so that you can EXTRACT yourself from the quicksand because the more you struggle the deeper you sink.
My BEST literature reviewers/researchers would always send me material:
"I don't know what I'm looking at, but I think this might be important."
and
"This is probably nothing... but..."
In EVERY CASE these people, often with just a G.E.D. gave more important and timely data than anyone else in the barnyard.
Yeah... I appreciate this Pat. More than you will know! I have less than a GED. I never finished my first year of high school.
I was raised with a love of reading, and curiosity beyond even a child's normal capacity. That's why school bored the living shit outta me. I was told to shut up rather than be allowed to explore my out of the box thoughts.
I learned early in the birth of the interwubz that if I didn't understand a word or phrase I was reading in a madicul jo-urinal/scientific pay per, the dictionary was also one click away.
So I guess I just nullified my statement and or copout about having one brain cell and look even more the ijit that I am 🤣🫣🤦🏻♂️
"I never let my schooling interfere with my education." Mark Twain.
"If you write bad english and you don't know you are doing it - that's bad. If you write bad english but you KNOW that you are doing it - that's good." Mark Twain.
"With the advent of the printing press, now anyone who could read could become an expert in any field." James Burke (Connections).
"Anyone claiming to be an authority on a subject had to be sure of what they were committing to print because now someone even more knowledgeable than them could criticize it." James Burke.
Can you read? Yes.
Can you write? Obviously.
Can you count to ten and sign your name in cursive?
Feck the rest of ‘em Pat, you’re my personal hero. You’ve left a lasting legacy that may only be appreciated by future generations. That’s the way it is when you’re ahead of your time.
The rest of the whirled (present Hens excluded) are either frozen into the Past or pining away for the Future so that the NOW is inaccessible to them, therefore there can be no connection between Us and THem since THey are out of phase.
Irregardless (as engineers like to say) it is not our job to attempt to correct the phase discrepancy. Those who have purposely put themselves out of entrainment with our frequency (which is not really 'ours' it is just that We are entrained with REALITY) are responsible for themselves and their dissonant fellows.
I'm not Bodhisatva.
I'm just the: "Hey, LOOK! there's a crack in the reactor casing and this whole thing is going to blow!" guy.
I still like you, Patrick, in fact, many of my favorite people are called Patrick. Your problem is that you are a space alien. I'm not sure what planet you fell off from, but you go far beyond anything I have come across so far. There are times where one should just enjoy whatever misery one find oneself in, and not try to save the world. I bought three books from you and read them, so I can speak with authority. I'm somewhat worried about you. May you find peace. Greetings from Hell.
That highlights the biggest misunderstanding of who I am and what it is that I'm trying to do.
Couldn't give a damn about the rest of the whirled.
I'm just trying to extract my own ass out of Hell and to do that I need the singular thing that distinguishes hu-mans from all other animals: Intelligent thoughtful cooperation out of motivated self-interest of both parties.
The thing of it is:
ANYONE who helps me kick the ass of the Devil will benefit from that ass-kicking.
So, although I am operating solely for myself, the crumbs that fall from the table are there for any crumb-eaters.
The definition of Peace was revealed by Clint Richardson:
"That time of WAR when COMMERCE COMMENCES."
There is, therefore, no such thing as "PEACE" as the grape apes were ALLOWED to believe.
The only peace I seek is the total annihilation of this SIM.
The Blessed Silence of Absolute Zero.
"Enjoying Misery" is an oxymoron that spawned the entire franchise called Hellraiser.
Not interested in Misery or the compromise of thinking that one level of Hell is somehow more comfortable than another level of Hell (another theme from Dante's Inferno through to Hellraiser).
I don't see how anyone could be worried about me.
Conversely, I'm sure that people are worried OF me because if I succeed in destroying the very fabric of every single thing that they abdicated to, compromised with and, grew accustom to as enjoyable misery then their very fabric of existence, the sum total and meaning of their 'lives' vanishes like T.S. Eliots' Hollow Men, so I think the human rats fear me more than they fear their Lord Hasatan. Witches why I get 1% cooperation.
I don't " like" "YOU" Patrick because I don't know you; in the same way that I dont know myself.
What is me and what is a foreign injection of homogeneous, ubiquitous DNA?
What thoughts are my own, separate from this culture/ growth- kill medium/ nation?
I can attempt to disseminate what I take from WHAT YOU DO/WRITE/SHARE as being only a representation of the description for who you currently are/are not....and I can like, disagree, debate or concur with that " you" at a moment just passed.
Now there's a dose of reality like a good 30 grit sandpaper on the ass followed by some 91% rubbing alcohol!
All True.
My favorites are the Whyte Pure Titty people who think that their 'race' is untainted. All it took was Henrietta Lacks' cancerous cervix in the polio shat that their ancestors got and all of that purity is out the damned airlock.
The one thing that we do know is if WE are fighting the System, then there is a small vestage of WHO we USED TO BE still in us.
As we assemble the Council of The Blind to feel up the elephant and then describe it, our perceptions, thus our evaluations might change instantly or slowly and our collective sharing of what we feel, taste, smell, hear can alter the perceptions and outcomes of our positions and that of the others.
It's not that WE are in flux, but we have been fucked with chaotic input of nearly all lies so that even when the truth hits us like a I-beam between the eyes it's hard to discern if it was high-carbon steel or just pig-iron.
Sun Tzu is my guide:
1. KNOW YOURSELF.
2. KNOW YOUR ENEMY.
3. EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED.
What if, you didn't know yourself and it turned out that you were your own worst enemy?
Wouldn't that be a #3 suprise?
4. Wage war with surprise moves..... pity this ain't a dance off, I used to be quite limber.
Exactly. But you must know that everyone else is as nuts as you are, and can't be talked to. That's why you are not on the TV warning everyone not to breathe or move because there is some lethal danger to it. Nobody could give the damn about anyone else. And life goes on. As for the smartest guy in the world, you are not a good communicator. I'll rather put my money on you being nuts rather than right. Try to focus on solutions that are useful. Can you make like a simple handbook? You are a punk.
What are you most recent Lyme experiments?
That's for the next past-due Stack.
Ain't nobody gunna like it.
Not even me.
Though I struggle sometimes to figure out what You're saying, I enjoy Your articles greatly. As for becoming well known and all... I have been pushing out the solution I see to the moneyed psychopaths in control (who bring Us the glyphosate hell) for 20 years now.
When I first started, I was certain the ideas would run wild and Humanity would rejoice. Today I am less certain of that, but... They (those psychopaths) surely have noticed Me, shadow banning Me virtually everywhere. (At least this confirms I'm on to something. Haha!)
So I can relate completely.
Interestingly, I came down with Lyme a number of years ago - wasn't in an area with much glyphosate about but... I did find a tick in a fold of My skin... And what I did for the Lyme was take cat's claw - an herb - for two years. When I stopped taking it, the Lyme was gone. [shrug]
Modified or unmodified cat's claw?
I tried the stuff years ago and it made me deathly ill.
Which is why the thrust of my investigations have always been for a Universal Remedy.
Not the concept of a silver Bullet but it has to work for all of the people all of the time or it is just another anecdote on the woodpile.
What I discovered and what I will Stack on calls into question the very fabric of reality and might possibly answer why you say that your lyme went away.
I dunno. It was natural herb cat’s claw. [shrug]
Looking forward! Hope it helps the vaccine damage I got in 1963 when I was jabbed for DDT…er…”polio…” Tired of the psoriatic arthritis which leaves Me in pain 24/7.
The DDT shot...
for all we know (we didn't make them) that what was in those vile vials.
Here's where it is your total discretion of what you want to put on an open forum.
It is my considered opinion that EVERY connective tissue problem including arthritis can be lain at the feet of spirochetes.
So, whereas many people have said that they had lyme and then did that little Imp's drink of boosting celery sales every single day until they claimed the Lyme was gone...
I submit that either the Spirochetes went stealth or just changed venues.
Psoriatic arthritis has been attributed to the liver.
For whatever symptoms your lyme first manifested, it could have packed up the bags under the influence of Cat's Claw then resurfaced in the liver under old management. Meet the New Boss. Same as the Old Boss.
Rheumatoid arthritis has been lain at the feet of Streptococcus that is brought in via scabies mites (not ticks but close enough).
Osteo-arthritis is just another name for buggers setting up in the joints to eat cartilage, tendon, ligament and bone so we never left the topic of spirochetes.
Thousands of disease names, all attributable to Leptospirosis, Borelliosis, or Treponemosis.
Syphilis was called The Great Pretender because it 'masqueraded' as many other diseases...
What if?
What if that was the Grand Lie to make it seem like the 'other diseases' weren't syphilis all along?
Well, I have had psoriatic arthritis since I was 6 and jabbed for that DDT.
I got Lyme in My 50’s…
Not sure what to do about these Spirochetes.
The church of the mechanic is a small congregation of certified (crazy?) wrench throwers & bug hunters in the zipcode of 66666. We are gathered here today to talk about this SIM called LIFE.
I've never met anybody...EVER that could put obscure puzzle pieces together like you & make everything flow into continuum. It's overwhelming material in its entirety.
What I've pieced together from you in a condensed format is: what came first is a.i./the bug/the infected hosts being used to build the a.i infostructure .... to Me, nothing in the middle really matters because it's all Babylonian bullshittery ... same pig different lipstick. ... it probably is somewhat important ,... but ISREAL, truth, lies or/AND BOTH .. see, you untangle that web.
..... on this pharm there was a BUG ...E, I, E, I, O. This pasture is full of prions & madcow ... So, you're moving on. The grass may be greener in the next pasture ...But, It's STILL infected with cow snot, spit & zombie parasites & chemicull overspray.
We'll still be around if you ever decide to slay demons on this stack again.
I get it .... THINGS MUST WORK 🔧 & this ain't workin.
Wow!
It's kinda refreshing to be bitch slapped with the Cannon of the religion that I-myself created!
"This ain't workin."
Proven to be Safe AND effective
Safe for whom or what?
Meet Safe's cousin Salvo!
A salvo is the simultaneous discharge of artillery or firearms including the firing of guns either to hit a target or to perform a salute.[1] As a tactic in warfare, the intent is to cripple an enemy in many blows at once and prevent them from fighting back.
Hiel pHarma! Double barrelled Salutations to your God.
Safe:
c. 1300, sauf, "unscathed, unhurt, uninjured; free from danger or molestation, in safety, secure; saved spiritually, redeemed, not damned;
Safe:
PIE solwos from root sol - whole, well kept.
It might form all or part of: catholic; consolidate; consolidation; holism; holo-; holocaust; Holocene; hologram; holograph; insouciant; safe; safety; sage (n.1) kind of herb; salubrious; salutary; salute; salvage; salvific; salvo "simultaneous discharge of guns;" save (v.) "deliver from danger;" save (prep.) "except;" solder; soldier; solemn; solicit; solicitous; solid; solidarity; solidity; sou.
I'll have a slice of that P.I.E.
I have missed some of your posts and for that I am sorry. I have a plethora of shit going on that has taken me away from a lot.
That said, I know it doesn't mean shit.
I am not one of the ones that could have helped you outsmart the devil anyways.
A quote from the lastest Stack:
Angel: You're saying that everything we do here... it's a distraction to keep us busy from looking under the surface?
I get it.
I'm 5 years behind on farm work that left me a disaster that I will be cleaning up for the next 5 years...
Through it all you have to reorganize your priorities so that you can EXTRACT yourself from the quicksand because the more you struggle the deeper you sink.
My BEST literature reviewers/researchers would always send me material:
"I don't know what I'm looking at, but I think this might be important."
and
"This is probably nothing... but..."
In EVERY CASE these people, often with just a G.E.D. gave more important and timely data than anyone else in the barnyard.
Yeah... I appreciate this Pat. More than you will know! I have less than a GED. I never finished my first year of high school.
I was raised with a love of reading, and curiosity beyond even a child's normal capacity. That's why school bored the living shit outta me. I was told to shut up rather than be allowed to explore my out of the box thoughts.
I learned early in the birth of the interwubz that if I didn't understand a word or phrase I was reading in a madicul jo-urinal/scientific pay per, the dictionary was also one click away.
So I guess I just nullified my statement and or copout about having one brain cell and look even more the ijit that I am 🤣🫣🤦🏻♂️
I guess there are less squiggly critters in my crazy cat-lady brain than I thought?
"I never let my schooling interfere with my education." Mark Twain.
"If you write bad english and you don't know you are doing it - that's bad. If you write bad english but you KNOW that you are doing it - that's good." Mark Twain.
"With the advent of the printing press, now anyone who could read could become an expert in any field." James Burke (Connections).
"Anyone claiming to be an authority on a subject had to be sure of what they were committing to print because now someone even more knowledgeable than them could criticize it." James Burke.
Can you read? Yes.
Can you write? Obviously.
Can you count to ten and sign your name in cursive?
You are now he leader of all Gen Z and beyond!
Gen X m'man. 1969 ova heeyahh.
And hubs is a Booooooomer. 61
The last of the humans.
It's claimed that ALL Gen Z and later software upgrades have anxiety = adrenal destruction.
Z = last in line as Ronnie James Dio would sing.
Alpha means the new crop of genetically altered replacements.
I love my children. I'm sorry. Please forgive me for I knew not what I was doing. Really.. not a clue. Better late than nev.... Nope. Never mind
Feck the rest of ‘em Pat, you’re my personal hero. You’ve left a lasting legacy that may only be appreciated by future generations. That’s the way it is when you’re ahead of your time.
Mutual respect and admiration for your work.
If I may go full-metal Buddhist:
Perhaps I'm not ahead of my time?
Perhaps I am in the NOW.
The rest of the whirled (present Hens excluded) are either frozen into the Past or pining away for the Future so that the NOW is inaccessible to them, therefore there can be no connection between Us and THem since THey are out of phase.
Irregardless (as engineers like to say) it is not our job to attempt to correct the phase discrepancy. Those who have purposely put themselves out of entrainment with our frequency (which is not really 'ours' it is just that We are entrained with REALITY) are responsible for themselves and their dissonant fellows.
I'm not Bodhisatva.
I'm just the: "Hey, LOOK! there's a crack in the reactor casing and this whole thing is going to blow!" guy.
cheers.