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Soma, codex 11:11 advent Aquarius

-Iliad Terra

So we heard more of the same tonight!

The duopoly sang its old tired song once more…

The democratic and republican puppets each came up to the podium and parroted the other, feigning to strike a pose…

How many State of the Union addresses have we been subjected to before?

The Supremes sat rigid and dark, wielding judgment, and the Military was poised to strike, at beck and call… The remainder of the chamber rose and fell in a charade…

But what we missed, what screamed, was the void between the lines…

The opaque power structure orated transparency, yet clouded hapless minds…

These are the layers:

Speechwriters craft proscribed agenda, which are then pantomimed by the puppets in different flavors and hues to the masses,

So that pure energy is harnessed through the currency of lives…

It’s ultimately about Ohm’s law,

It’s certainly not about education but seduction…

We are seduced into stupor, barely kept alive as currency flows through us…and taxed.

The Somnambulist awakens at last, and the clock reads 11:11

Farewell Alito

-Iliad Alexander Terra

Enjoy…

Around the world with snapshots that speak the truth…

Tehran:

Clotilde Reiss sits in the courtroom where her fate is being decided by a circus… Note that all the faces behind her are looking eagerly and attentively to a point of interest to their left and to your right?

Now, note where Clotilde is looking… Is it a look of disgust that illustrates her face, of resignation, revenge, suicide? …fighting for her life with the only tool she has at her disposal, the shell of her flesh, facing her death?

We now go to…

Port-au-Prince:

We have all seen and heard the plight of Haitian souls in the grip of an immense tragedy… A planetary cry has been lifted in the air, tearing the fabric of our conscious web.

So now, all of a sudden, the eyes of the world are on Haiti? Where were they when this island nation was suffering continuously for all these years?

Look at Bill’s expression… Why isn’t he just a peachy poster-child of sadness? Look at him! Lips turned in mock gravitas, mourning with the Haitian people… perfecto!

Poster children -- three "boy" presidents

Now remember the repeated invasion of Haiti under repetitive foreign hands, including Bush & Bill’s, causing untold poverty and suffering, engineering pure unadulterated misery on a group of spirits having the misfortune to have been born under bondage.

How grotesque to now wash our guilt and preposterously vacuous lives with the suffering of others.

Haiti is not crucified so that we may be saved!

Spiritus Octal

Haiti is not our bastard child so that we can throw moral crumbs at it, and wear ribbons so that our dainty elite charity non-profits may place as trophies on their antique mantelpieces and name-throw another status deed during posh Georgetown cocktail get-togethers – Oh I’m so there for the hot ivy fork-tongued intern chics!

It’s time to bust the charade. It’s time to stop deluding ourselves. This world has become a sick nonsensical mess – has been so for millennia, only the spike is going through the roof just about now.

Become conscious! Wake the fungus up! Eat it, bite the damn fruit and dive in the cold bleak pool of your immortality – only then, only then, do you have a chance to shine.

A message from radiant daggers, igniting the third rail, the fourth estate, and the fifth column along the spiritual path fighting Illuminati with light!

“No Mister!…”

-Iliad Alexander Terra