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The pineal gland is located where the brain meets the spinal column, the only part of the brain unprotected by the brain-blood barrier. Despite being no bigger than a grain of rice, it receives more blood flow than any other organ except the kidneys. It’s a distinctive grey-red and shaped like a tiny pine cone.
Almost every spiritual tradition has attached special significance to this gland, which exists in every animal. All other parts of the brain appear as matched pairs, but there’s only one pineal gland and it regulates your hormones and is crucial to your sexual development. It’s also where your body manufactures DMT, a huge surge of which is sent to the brain at the moment of death to aid your voyage to the spirit world, or maybe just so you can have a mystical last moment.
Scientists believe the pineal gland may have begun as a third eye in the back of the head because many of its cells resemble those found in the retina. But it also seems to have cells mirroring those in the inner ear. Descartes believed this gland was the seat of the soul. If you want to enhance your telepathy, you must fully open up this gland. In Kundalini Yoga psychic energy is raised through the spinal column until it reaches this gland, which is considered the seat of the sixth chakra. To become fully enlightened (illuminated), one must open all seven chakras, something that can be done through meditation, but can also happen as part of everyday life. When you are fully energized and in a super positive frame of mind, and you stone people with your presence, you are illuminated. The contact high may be a result of telepathic signals being sent and received through our pineal glands.
All this has been known for centuries, which is why you’ll find the pine cone used throughout history as a symbol for enlightenment and illumination of the mind. Often it is accompanied by a pair of animals, birds or snakes, sometimes coiled around a staff representing the spinal column. These matched pairs flank the pine cone, much as the dual parts of our body flank the pineal gland.
The biggest and most famous pine cone statue in the world resides at the Vatican (left) and is one of their oldest relics, as it was originally created for a fountain outside the Temple of Isis, the Egyptian Goddess of magic. Worship of Isis was spreading rapidly across the globe until the Romans took charge of Christianity and began shutting down the pagan religions. But the Romans also knew how to co-opt the magic of others and make it work for them. Since Isis was the most popular goddess of Rome’s common people, a lot of telepathic energy had been invested into her pine cone fountain. So rather than destroy the icon, the Romans worked it into their own iconography. If you want to see how the Vatican employed this statue in the Middle Ages, I recommend The Borgias on Netflix (not to be confused with the mediocre series of the same name on Showtime). During every major ceremony, the Pope sits directly across from this giant pine cone.
Now some people try to assert this indicates a hidden mystery cult from Egypt has been secretly running the Vatican? I find that assertion ridiculous. Power does not confine itself to one secret society for centuries. Instead, it shifts around to better conceal its evil intentions. Let me give a specific contemporary example: The Freemasons use the pine cone for their rituals and fifty years ago, that secret society probably reached it’s peak of influence in this country. J. Edgar Hoover held Masonic ceremonies inside his office building. This was a time when being a Freemason could be a ticket into a cushy government job. Today, that no longer holds true for Freemasons, but does hold true for Mormons, who are disproportionally distributed throughout the FBI and CIA.
But if you study the origins of the Mormons, you’ll find it all wrapped up around the realization that Freemasonry was designed as a British plot and the creation of the first third party in America, the Anti-Masonic party, was the result of a growing awakening of the immense power the masons had achieved. Mormonism appeared just as Freemasonry was being exposed. And strangely enough, the rituals in both these secret societies are incredibly similar.
I respect all non-violent religions, but I don’t subscribe to any of their dogmas. I study their ceremonies because I believe all religion is magic. My goal is to create hybrid ceremonies that take the best of all spiritual traditions and merge them in order to disarm the dark sorcerers manipulating religion to manifest wars for profit. I don’t really care what icons sit on the altar of the “illuminati” or whatever they call themselves today, or whether they are using pine cones, owls or anything else to focus their magic. All magic runs on the same rules and nobody holds a monopoly. Magic is part of our DNA and moves through us all the time, whether we realize it or not. So instead of being afraid of magic, try making it work for you instead of against you.
After JFK became President, the mantel of power had a transforming effect, and some spiritual changes took place in him, probably aided by LSD, which was momentarily popular as a sex-enhancing sacrament among JFK’s peers in seduction, the Rat Pack. Before the Merry Pranksters handed it out to the masses for free, you see, LSD was a jet-set, Hollywood and Beltway fad among the elite, passed around by Tim Leary’s friend Mary Meyer for one. For sure, it was more challenging than cannabis or opium, both of which JFK probably experimented with. He had back issues and frequently took shots to relieve the pain.
But when James J. Angleton discovered JFK and Mary Meyer were having sex on acid, he may have freaked out, for his wife’s good friend was soon dead. My pet theory has long been Angleton assembled a file painting JFK as a secret Soviet agent. JFK already had an enormous FBI file, due to his affair with Inga Arvad (above), Hitler’s “perfect Nordic beauty.”
Inga was a Danish beauty queen who got a journalism degree from Columbia University followed by a job at the Washington Times-Herald. In 1941, she thought Hitler was the kindest, gentlest soul and said so in her puff pieces that promoted him as a person while avoiding any controversial political ideas. In fact, Inga sat next to Der Fuhrer during the Olympics, so that should give you an idea of how highly he prized her. The FBI launched an investigation. She was a Danish alien and they suspected she was moonlighting as a modern day Mati Hari. Soon, they discovered this married Dane was having a torrid extra-marital affair with a young ensign in Naval Intelligence, whose father was the current ambassador to England, facts that just thickened the paranoia.
Inga and JFK were followed for weeks and knew their every conversation was being recorded and even made jokes about it. Keep in mind, during this time, Naval intelligence has just contacted Meyer Lansky to seek a meeting with Lucky Luciano. Lucky is in prison but Naval intelligence wants to offer a deal. If the Sicilian Men of Honor society will become spooks for Naval intelligence and help root out German spooks seeking to infiltrate the docks of New York, then Lucky might be released from his 50-year sentence for prostitution.
Lucky was soon moved to a nicer prison and started getting treated a lot better. Oh, and all those strikes on the docks that had been taking place? Those mysteriously disappeared until after the war was over. One wonders what other potential deals were being tossed around in these secret meetings. One thing for sure, after the war, Lucky got his “get-out-of-jail” card, was swiftly deported back to Italy, where he rapidly built the world’s biggest heroin syndicate. Meyer Lansky was his financial adviser and Meyer’s role included concealing American-based profits through a CIA-connected bank in the Bahamas.
When JFK’s superior at Naval Intelligence found out about the romance, JFK was transferred to South Carolina due to his knowledge “that could be more than a bit embarrassing.” Did that knowledge include the working relationship between Naval intelligence and the Sicilian men of honor? Or something to do with his father’s support for Hitler? JFK always believed J. Edgar Hoover was the real person behind the surveillance and that sudden transfer, but he’d get his revenge by putting his little brother in charge of Hoover later in his life, which could be why Hoover willingly entered that conspiracy to eliminate JFK in this matter of national security. Between the two of them, Angleton and Hoover held enough power to control the Warren Commission investigation, as well as the post-assassination propaganda in the national media, but they could not have acted without the consent of the Eastern Establishment that controls our banking and oil cartels, the real force behind our security services.
It cracks me up when people say they don’t believe in secret societies, when, in fact, nobody discounts the Sicilian brotherhood running much of the organized labor movement. One wonders how long it will take before similar brotherhoods emerge from the Pentagon. Secret societies are everywhere and always have been. Most are just clubs and fraternities where ritual and ceremonial magic is celebrated in secret because keeping your ceremonies private is one way to invest additional powers in them, just ask the Freemasons or the Mormons. And, of course, if your ceremonies involve death and destruction, you’ll want to keep them secret.
If the Pentagon-CIA hadn’t hired the Chicago outfit to assassinate JFK, where would our economy be today? Instead of wars in Vietnam, Panama, Iraq, Afghanistan, and so on, JFK might have declared war on bigotry, poverty and disease. Instead of drifting into this dark space ruled by the sorcerers of death whose drones encircle the earth, we might have had real freedom and compassion for all.
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In the year 2000, just before my wife was about to give birth to our first child, she became obsessed with the numbers 11:11. We ended up buying a house in Woodstock, and the fact the street address was 11 was very important to her. Twice a day, my wife would remind me whenever the clock hit 11:11. She told me there was something very important about 11:11, although I thought she was just joking around. Since I played a role in spreading the 420 pot code around the globe, I assumed my wife wanted to get in on some numerology of her own. But then, I always thought my wife was psychic, although it was nearly impossible for her to channel those energies, she just had to accept whatever insights came down the pike.
Imagine my surprise, when on September 11, 2001, American Airlines flight 11 hit the World Trade Center. Yes, 11:11 really happened. And it was obviously planned to happen that way for a long time. The number 11 is obviously a symbol for the Twin Towers. Can this really be an accident? I doubt it.
Trine Day is by far the best publishing company in the world. Not just because they published my only hardback book (Octopus Conspiracy), but because they are the only publisher who shows no fear of the establishment. They’ve already been to court over one of their books and won a case that was initiated to put them out of business. Year after year, the very best conspiracy research comes out of Trine Day.
But the reality is that most authors in this field, knowingly or unknowingly, are subject to constant attempts to spin their research into rabbit holes. After I got involved with Trine Day, they introduced me to Mike Ruppert and Alex Constantine. But after working with both for a few years, however, I came to the sad conclusion they were both likely professional disinfo artists. It just shows you what a minefield conspiracy research really is, and how easy it can be to lead people down a garden path if you have more facts than the average person at your disposal.
If you check my blog, you’ll see I have routinely praised many new releases from Trine Day over the years, and never really criticized any of their books—until now. But yesterday, I put up a guide to disinfo that included my assessment of a recent Trine Day book with the humble title of The Most Dangerous Book in the World, a book written by a member of the neo-conservative movement, S.K. Bain. In the book, Bain asserts that 9/11 was orchestrated around the elements of Aleister Crowley’s theories on magic.
There is no doubt Crowley was an interesting dude. He was a great mountain climber, a respected poet, came from a distinguished family, and experimented with drugs long before most people even knew what they were. Crowley was obsessed with uncovering the science behind magic, but much of his work seems dated these days. Because of his output, however, it’s fairly easy to twist his ideas to fit just about anything you want. Magic is all in the mind of the believer.
Crowley’s real legacy is probably Scientology, a mind control op for sure, and one constructed after the founder, L. Ron Hubbard, got involved with Crowley’s OTO lodge in California led by rocket scientist Jack Parsons. But then all religion is a mind control op. Did you know the Mormon faith may have been invented to sweep up Freemasons who were abandoning that culture after fears swept through their temples that the British were secretly controlling masonry from inside it’s highest councils? The Mormon rituals are just updates on the Mason rituals. So who’s magic is more powerful, the Freemasons, the Mormons or Crowley?
When the Franklin Savings and Loan scandal erupted and threatened to spread a cancer into the highest levels of government, former FBI agent Ted Gunderson was brought in for damage control. Gunderson soon began spreading the story that millions of Satanists were part of a secret network of evil and they were routinely brainwashing and abusing our children.
The sad reality is this Satanist story was likely invented and spread as a rabbit hole. Sure there are evil Satanists in the world, although to be a Satanist you first have to believe in Christianity. Despite decades of investigation, however, not a single Satanist crime cell has ever been uncovered. More often, innocent victims have been branded as Satanists just because they dress in black or listen to Metallica or like group sex. At least, that’s what happened in West Memphis. If you want to see some magic in action, check out children’s TV programming. You’ll find loads of dark magic almost everywhere you look.
When it comes to conspiracy research, however, I’ve always trusted my instincts. And my instincts tell me the attempt to run the 9/11 story into an Aleister Crowley ritual event will never result in any useful information about anything. I believe that story is a carefully constructed rabbit hole, just like the one Ted Gunderson created to move attention away from CIA mind control experiments. The CIA is the source of the ritual abuse that took place in Nebraska, and by creating a “Satanic Panic” Gunderson helped get the CIA off the hook. Now, a similar op is taking place around 9/11.
Yes, 9/11 was a magic ritual event designed to sweep America into war and cover the electronic transfer of billions of dollars at the same time. That’s the real story. But if you start looking for acolytes of Aleister Crowley as being the brains or motivation behind the event, I’m afraid that search may not be any more fruitful than Gunderson’s widespread Satanic investigations, none of which resulted in a single arrest or even uncovered a single cell of criminals. You see, blaming Aleister Crowley for most of the evil in the world simply doesn’t pass the muster of my instincts.
My 8th Grade P.E. teacher was quite a character. One day Mr. Gehr had to fill in supervising one of my classes on short notice. I’m thinking it was because the teacher had a nervous breakdown and had to leave the school in an ambulance. Or maybe I’m just dreaming that detail up. Anyway, this class was a very special class, composed of the most dubious characters in the school, a class I was designated into due to my behavior “problem” at Leal Elementary, a class that could have caused a nervous breakdown, so disruptive were some of the characters. Actually, the most dangerously violent among us tended to be the most quiet in class. Kenny Shakleford would soon have a violent death in a North End police shoot-out. I’d already had my last real fist-fight, and developed a new strategy of using fast feet to immediately escape any threatening situations. No doubt our local King of the Greasers, Frank Sowers (who once tried to pick a fight with me, even though he outweighed me by around 50 pounds); he was in that class as well. There was a black gay male in the class, really the only flamboyantly gay person in the school, although the word “gay” wasn’t really in common usage at the time; we just thought of them as guys who acted like girls. His hormones had obviously kicked in long before ours and could talk a blue streak on almost any subject. He was very theatrical with his manners.
In order to fill in the time until the end of his impromptu class, Mr. Gehr told us a story about how he’d driven a needle through the palm of his hand, a story filled with gory details and one that began with a lesson in self-hypnosis, since this was done without anesthetics. I don’t recall whether Mr. Gehr used his hypnosis skills on anyone other than himself, however, I do remember thinking how weird it was that Mr. Gehr wanted to drive a needle through the palm of his hand, unless it was some sort of strange homage to Jesus on the Cross. I’d just recently lost my Lutheran religion and felt like a sap for being taken in by such an obvious fairy-tale for so long, so stigmatas had no effect on me whatsoever.
A few days later, however, my P.E. class was about to take off on a 30-minute cross county run, when that gay kid came up to me. “Hey, Steve,” he said. “A few of us are going to give Mr. Gehr a rub-down, so we don’t have to go on the run. Why don’t you come hang out with us? It’s really fun.” While those might not have been his exact words, I got the general gist and quickly said, “No, thanks!” while jetting off to the front of the line as quickly as possible, using my superior speed to exit that situation post haste. I never heard another word about any “rub-down” sessions with Mr. Gehr.
Who knows? Maybe it was all non-sexual, but after that weird self-hypnosis speech, I had a different take on Mr. Gehr, and it wasn’t very trusting.
The Sandusky scandal at Penn State is really just the tip of the iceberg, and I’m sure there were probably trails in that case that could have led to more powerful people, but those have been likely scuttled behind the scenes. Sexual child abuse isn’t just a problem in the Mormon and Catholic hierarchies, it’s a huge problem inside the beltway.
This awful situation threatened to erupt when the Frankin Savings and Loan went down in Omaha, Nebraska, a scandal that should have exposed Warren Buffet and his Masonic cronies in the Union Pacific. Apparently the nearby Boy’s Town, the most famous Catholic orphanage in America, was feeding brainwashed children to powerful people in Washington, while the CIA was videotaping the abuse to maintain ultimate power over the abusers. Long ago, being a secret gay person was enough to destroy a man’s career and one compromising photo was enough to insure compliance. That’s the way J. Edgar Hoover was controlled as a photo of him giving a blow job to longtime assistant Tolsen was in the hands of the CIA and the mafia, although who had it first is unknown. Today, however, merely being a closeted gay is not nearly enough it seems, as intoxicated power brokers are offered up innocent orphans in expensive townhouses in Georgetown.
Many of the children involved described being forced to participate in orgies, some of which included a child being murdered during sex, usually by a bullet to the head while being sodomized. It’s a scene out of Bertolucci’s 1900, or a William Burrough’s novel. Despite the evidence, these victims were punished for telling the truth so the guilty could escape. This could not have happened in today’s post-Sandusky, post-Catholic Church settlements environment. Whether these murders were committed for sexual thrills, or to experiment with mind control technology involving trauma, or just a combination of the two remains unknown. The one person whose name surfaces most often in this case on the mind control side is Michael Aquino, who claims to be a high-ranking officer in the NSA, even though he was forced out of the military after a child abuse scandal at the Presido in San Francisco while he was stationed there. Aquino has been a longtime participate in the blue blood bastion of occult ceremony, Bohemian Grove.