John Kaminski American Writer and Critic

John Kaminski
American Writer and Critic

The Horror in Men's Eyes

Were we forced to kill them,
or did we do it willingly?

 

Do you like to kill? Did you get off on Shock & Awe? Do you think killing 600,000 people in Libya was just about the right amount for a typical deployment of a No Fly Zone? Are you glad you practice a religion that urges you to murder folks who don't think like you do? If you were a refugee, would you desire to kill those who tried to help you because their lives were so much easier than yours?

Have you taken the time to reflect on soldiers who come back home and kill themselves? Have you known any of them? And have you observed that wistful vacancy in their eyes reflecting regret beyond redemption, or noticed their unwillingness to talk about what happened to them, as their raw emotions fester and curdle inside them just before they explode?

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The Babylonian Woe

2010

‘A conspiracy against life’


. . . in their folly the men of the city are willing to wreck our great city, being won over by wealth. False are the hearts of the people's leaders.— Solon, 600 BC

 

From earliest times and apparently without exception down to the present day, the leaders of nations have been the puppets of moneymen who hire them to rob the people they pretend to rule.

From the ruins of Lagash, a citystate in ancient Sumer c. 2400 BC, where archeologists unearthed the estate of a banker that was much larger than the king’s, up on through the fabled empires of Egypt, Assyria and ancient Greece, each of which was finally consumed in flames due to the machinations of the always secret international money power, humanity has always ruined its own paradise by letting the incredible lure of money overpower its own common sense.

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False Flag Fatigue

The Death and Transfiguration Scam

I have yet to see a competent story written by a reputable observer indicating the so-called gay massacre in Orlando was in any way a real event. It follows without saying that public perception of this unending series of choreographed terrorist events no longer accepts these smelly melodramas as authentic threats to public safety. The structural similarity of this string of manufactured catastrophes reveals them as complicated fabrications for which far too many public officials have lied through their teeth about what was actually happening.

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Shadow of the Comet

In order to clearly see our future, we must clearly see our past. As it stands now, our collective past disappears into a confusing fog of garbled legends all claiming to be the ultimate truth. Preachers of all these myths have one thing in common: the survival of their chosen creed is far more important to them than the message they preach.

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The Secret You Never Get to Hear

TO CONTINUE TO STRIVE FOR ETERNAL LIFE GUARANTEES EXTINCTION AND IRRELEVANCE, NOT TO MENTION A DEAD PLANET 


16th December 2011 

The gods keep mankind ignorant of the ways of living, else one would do enough in a day to last for a year. — Hesiod, c. 700 BC 

My thoughts keep returning to the strange similarity between the way religions and the government do business. Always some secret reason — something too holy for us uppity slaves to appreciate, or some piece of information too sensitive for us ignorant citizens to be trusted with. 

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The Barefoot Revolution

Freedom from pain is just one step away

The automatic gift for plugging into the universe?
It guarantees a pain free good night's sleep!

I was always fascinated with dirt. When I was little I was usually covered with it from head to toe, playing cars in the dirt in my friend Richard's backyard. With dirt, I reasoned in those blissful early school years, you could build anything.

Much later in life, trolling for apt metaphors about Earth's enigmatic situation, I blurted out into an empty room, "We need to return to the dirt!" It seemed a perfect metaphor, given what I knew about the moon hoax and the fact that no human has ever been there.

Stop trying to nuke the universe and re-establish our connection to the dirt has always been my best advice to any inhabitants, no matter what species, of this planet.

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The Power of Fireflies

THE MESSAGE IS CLEAR WITHOUT ANY WORDS

Prepare yourself for a real shock. Maybe the best one you'll ever have.

I am convinced that for man to survive now,
his perception must change at its social base. [. . .]
Everything is energy. The whole universe is energy.
The social base of our perception should be
the physical certainty that energy is all there is.
— Carlos Castaneda,
The Art of Dreaming, 1993

 Dr. Jerry Tennant's dog slept on his master's head for 18 months, and restored the electron imbalance caused by a brain virus, revealing a genuine empathic connection pets have with humans that causes them to help us heal when we're sick that can be measured in electrical terms.1

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The Timeless Gift of Thomas Cole

The Course of Empire, The Voyage of Life and the America we have lost

Meditation on a forgotten genius, the artist Thomas Cole, or,
A paradise that was hope of the world destroyed by the perversion of the Jews

(BE SURE TO OPEN ALL THE LINKS
TO GET THE WHOLE MESSAGE)

We have been taught how not to see. The blindness that envelops us today leaves us helpless on the eve of multiple disasters that most of us will not survive. Once, long ago, America was a vision that was the hope of the world. Today, America is the world's worst nightmare as the darkness closes in on everyone with depressing finality, and from all directions.

The clearest vision of this hope that was the dream of America was painted on canvas and distributed widely throughout the U.S. in those hopeful days before the Civil War began the rot that has led us to the eve of destruction we confront today.

The creator of this vision was a far-seeing artist, famous worldwide, named Thomas Cole. In 1842 he designed his wish for the future of humanity with prescient foresight, measured optimism and profound wisdom.

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The Ipuwer Papyrus

A story about today written three thousand years ago

Plague is everywhere. Rivers have turned to blood.
The sky rained burning hail. All the crops are in flames.
The heart of every animal weeps. Darkness envelops the land.
In every house, the firstborn child has died.
Pillars of fire reach up to the sky and guide us through the night.
Former slaves now wear all the gold.
— Principal exclamations from the Ipuwer Papyrus,
or, The Admonitions of an Egyptian Sage
from a Hieratic Papyrus in the Leiden Museum (1909)


You have told lies,
and the land is a weed which destroys men,
and none can count on life.
— Ipuwer to the Egyptian king, c. 1800 BC


It was its relationship to the Exodus story that kept interest alive in an obscure ancient Egyptian papyrus which remained untranslatable for almost a century in a Netherlands museum. But it was not until Egyptology evolved to its present level of expertise that the full import of this legendary but tattered fragment recounting the horrible demise of ancient Egypt's Middle Kingdom could finally be heard.

The Ipuwer papyrus first gained notice as the historical confirmation of the remark attributed to Moses in Exodus 7:20 about "rivers of blood." The Old Testament version gently defers to the reader's imagination; the Ipuwer papyrus chronicles every agonizing act of desperation in the long lasting torture of a civilization torn to pieces by human jackals after unprecedented natural catastrophes had rocked the whole world.

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The Gospel According to Fred

The world's most misunderstood philosopher 

15th September 2011 

The 'kingdom of Heaven' is a condition of the heart — not something that comes 'upon the Earth' or 'after death'. [. . .] The kingdom of God is not something one waits for; it has no yesterday or tomorrow, it does not come 'in a thousand years' — it is an experience within a heart; it is everywhere, it is nowhere . . .  —&hnbsp; Nietzsche, 1888 

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