What is happening? I would like to join the crisis on Merovee because I feel like I’m having one, too.
I’m thinking about Thanksgiving and how its so robotic and I’m about to cry. I am thankful for my family and friends and I am thankful for them everyday. I love them.
But I don’t want a holiday for it! Of course I’d love to be off work, but what I do when I’m off is already decided for me! How thankful are you for that?
I’m ready for a change.
How do we do it? What do we know? Here’s what we know.
On Merovee, our thoughts or what we write about and comment about is directly reflected in the world media. Frank has told me before that a couple of commenters have even been paranoid that another commenter can read their mind, and someone else was convinced that another commenter worked for the government and was spying on us (and he did not mention names and never would and I would never ask). That’s been a while, so now I think everybody knows that it just happens. We somehow “know” what we are thinking sometimes, but why are the things happening on merovee in the world’s mind lines?
And if we know what we are thinking? Does that mean that we are one mind?
Sure, the whole world is one collective mind, but where else can you find this happening this often? Even if it does happen, it makes it no less remarkable that we see it happening. And why do large scale events line up with certain things that we do? If there is an awakening of the female energy then why did it “happen” and now it just seems like weird jokes in our face?
ISIS, kittens and Nutella. Yep. Cowgirls on fire, beheadings, and Jihadi John and the Beatles. Charlie Hebdo, Je suis Charlie, and somewhere over the rainbow, ruby slippers and witch doctors. The Man in the High Tower, The Holy Mountain, and Eyes Wide Shut and the beast and the whore.
What’s next so I can do it and move this along so Jesus will come back? I’ll get 666 tattooed on my forehead. Or how about I go to the Western Wall in Jerusalem naked and start singing with all the guys? What’s the best way to desolate the temple? a little spray paint and a short skirt? Consider it done.
I’m not trying to be anyone’s hero, nor do I care if I disappoint anyone by being a whore, so you can see the interesting position we are in, and its hilarious that I’m going to say “I don’t mean to speak for everyone” but I feel like
I’m so tired of this crap. (MJ, think of the children!) I AM! That’s the main motivation. I want them to have freedom.
I’m under the influence of spirits.
Even when I’m not.
What do I want and know we can have?
Blade And Chalice 
Bonjour MJ. You should have some grub to soak up all that spirit 😉
How do you get a petit chef? I want one! 🙂
This is a recurring theme….the trojan horse, then all the tiny sperm come out (the minis from the one giant), and the Lego movie with the mini figures and the humans controlling them.
And something about a wedge. A wedge needed to get the trojan horse through. The we edge. In the mind. The battle axe.
The petit chef does the same thing at all four settings. So he is actually one unit split into four.
I’m always under the influence of spirits, even if I don’t drink a drop 😉
I’ve considered the tobacco smoking bans to be the thin end of the wedge – we’re now at the thick end, where the same control template is rammed further down our throats… I can’t breathe…
Plug and feather – a technique used to split stone:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plug_and_feather
History in New England:
“… another method of breaking rocks, which ought to be generally known, and which sometimes turns out cheaper, is this: Drill two holes in a stone, ranging with the grain, when that can be discovered with the eye. Then filling each hole with two semi-cylindrical pieces of iron, drive along steel wedge between them. the stone will thus be split open. And commonly, very regular shaped pieces for building may be obtained.”
https://www.thewhiskyexchange.com/P-17639.aspx
Roob, you are an ongoing flow of wit and intelligence. Of course you are….
Recently, I’ve been thinking about what the Shamir might be. (because it cuts S-tones)
“In the Gemara, the shamir (Hebrew: שמיר) is a worm or a substance that had the power to cut through or disintegrate stone, iron and diamond. King Solomon is said to have used it in the building of the First Temple in Jerusalem in the place of cutting tools. For the building of the Temple, which promoted peace, it was inappropriate to use tools that could also cause war and bloodshed.
Referenced throughout the Talmud and the Midrashim, the Shamir was reputed to have existed in the time of Moses. Moses reputedly used the Shamir to engrave the Hoshen (Priestly breastplate) stones that were inserted into the breastplate. King Solomon, aware of the existence of the Shamir, but unaware of its location, commissioned a search that turned up a “grain of Shamir the size of a barley-corn”.
Solomon’s artisans reputedly used the Shamir in the construction of Solomon’s Temple. The material to be worked, whether stone, wood or metal, was affected by being “shown to the Shamir.” Following this line of logic (anything that can be ‘shown’ something must have eyes to see), early Rabbinical scholars described the Shamir almost as a living being.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Solomon%27s_shamir
Wait, haven’t we talked about this before?
We ARE shaMIRROR
“By definition, a supernatural creature made by G-d to perform specific miracles cannot be explained rationally. However, theories abound in science which correlate natural phenomena with the supernatural. In this spirit, the “glance” of the shamir that could split wood and stone might be explained by: 1) the production of high or low frequency waves that could resonate the molecular structure of materials and disrupt them, 2) the production of confluent light rays as a “laser beam”, or 3) radioactivity.
The essence of the “glance” remains speculative, but the late Immanuel Velikovsky 1, an expert on the times of Solomon, and Frederic Jueneman 2,a noted scholar, have suggested that the shamir was a radioactive substance. They reason that a leaden box would be the most logical means to sagely contain such a highly energetic radionucleotide. Thus, the “glance” of the shamir may have been alpha radiation. Alpha radiation is a high energy particle, which could destroy or discolor whatever is exposed to it. The reported weakening of the powers of the shamir in the course of time to the point of inactivity possibly indicates radioactive decay and half-life of its former radioactive potency.”
http://www.chabad.org/kabbalah/article_cdo/aid/380303/jewish/Modern-Physics-and-the-Shamir.htm
“If looks could kill, they probably will…”
This is the third time today I’ve gone to this song 😉
Tear me-net! Went to the Chip Shop again tonight. Juju (Cumberbitch – she loves that photo from Zoolander II btw) came to dinner and insisted on egg and chips. Send Roobee for the chips…
Del: I remember what Mum said on her death bed. She said to me: “Del,” she said, “please give little Rodney all the encouragement that you can. Never, Del, never hold him back.”
Rodney: She didn’t half say a lot on her death bed, didn’t she?
Del: What?
Rodney: Whatever the subject is, Mum had something to say about it on her death bed. She must have spent her final few hours in this mortal realm doing nothing but rabbiting!
Del: You are walking a bleeding tightrope here, Rodney!!!
Rodney: No, hang on! Right, you remember last week we were having a row about whose turn it was to go down the chippy, yeah? And you claimed that Mum said, on her death bed: “Send Rodney for the fish!”
Del: Yeah well, I’d had a few, hadn’t I?
https://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Only_Fools_and_Horses#It.27s_Only_Rock_and_Roll_.5B4.4.5D
“To me-net” this time. I went to C&D to buy a bottle of milk (green top). Big news round the cash register – a water main had burst down Woodgrange Drive and a lot of houses were now without. A fuck up digging up the road.
Cash proclaimed “Someone’s in a lot of trouble”.
Anyway, I sauntered home, deep in thought. Loops let me in, scooping an excited Poppy up in his arms. It was the look he gave me. “Where’s the chips?”. Shit. “Dad! Mum’s only gone and forgot the chips!”. I turned tail to the sound of collective LOLling.
And Chinese Chip Shop Lady had a good laugh about it, too 😉
I got stuck on your Fools and Horses link. Hilarious!
I’ve never met a better shamblr. When I read your stuff, I always have a couple of windows open to reference. If I talked to you in person, I would constantly be saying “wait, what?” “I’m sorry, what do you mean?”
Then (roaring laughter). After a while, I’d get it immediately. Be patient with a southern US girl!
shamblr, needs a swagger song.
the gamblr
MJ my trip to the Channel islands back in the summer was one of the most surreal experiences of my life and I have had quite a few but Hermes and Trojan Horses featured heavily.
I went to the island of Herm(es) and you had to have a trident to get there as you would expect. The Hotel was filled with pictures of Trojan Horses I swear that the pictures in the hotel appeared to come alive it unnerved me and made me smile all at the same time.
The name of the Hotel was The White House it was next to the Mermaid Tavern and then later I dined at Pier 17 it was a whole new level of crazy. Pier 17 featured in the Adjustment Bureau the film where they tried to keep Matt Damon and Emily Blunt apart.
http://herm.com/hotel/
http://doctorcooperslab.blogspot.co.uk/2015/06/the-love-boat.html
I clicky-ed on your link and it looks heavenly!
It really is the perfect place (as the images show). It looks almost unreal. You might think this is odd, but something that caught my eye was the shape of the pool. Its kidney shaped.
If you get the right combination and flow of energy, it is a SIRIUS threat to what we know is “real”.
Asymmetry hold more “data” and the shape can go upward with the right tones and frequency. There is a wormhole in the middle 😉
feedus more data
A constant “message from the program”.
🙂
Elena, this is so good I have to put it in the blog 🙂
Thank you.
If we can be taught to achieve self-recognition then who is the teacher?
Hugo, I read this earlier and have thought about it. A mystery, indeed. There are no coincidences, but how cool is it that you are thinking about the MOON-key at the time of a full moon? I think the moon was officially full a day ago, but the more moon, the more flow, and it looks pretty damn full to me.
I think the moon is trapped. If the moon could be set free, she would still be with us but we would get to see her dark side and we wouldn’t have to go through cycles anymore. We would realize everything. Release the moon, know everything. Release the WILD, (be primitive), know everything (become god).
Who is the teacher? The teacher is our higher selves, but ignited by the FIRE.
One of my favorite videos is Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. First she is wide-eyed and in-no-sense. (the fool about to be initiated).
Then the resting sexual energy comes alive and overwhelms her. She “dies”. (her old self is dead because she will never see things the same way as before).
She re-emerges a new, powerful force. So powerful, that men are placing values of potent energy on her (masculine energy patterns the WILD feminine current).
She talks to the snake (as she walks in snakeskin, she gets full knowledge)
Then it shows rings around her. She is the pole. The magnetic pole.
Then diamonds around her. Everything is still because there is no time. She realizes her eternal self.
She crawls on the floor (she is a sacred whore, ready to do her job)
Then, you see her dragging the bear skin. She has slayed the beast.
Spirit overcame material and the bed caught fire because it was so fucking hot and that’s what “enlightenment” (smoking) will do to you in bed and its everything you want.
“I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love (Love-love-love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance”
If you talk to the snake, you see the bad and the ugly (which is actually beautiful) and you see the ALL. Who can see the all?
The best comet you’ve ever made was “Rock me, I’m a deus.”
🙂
watch this
Gaga emerging from a coffin marked ‘Monster’ reminds me of the alien birth scene from Prometheus and the crew’s awakening from cryosleep. Stealing fire from the Gods.
I was thinking about a woman (a friend of a friend) I like yesterday. She’s a bit of an oddball (like me), takes lots of selfies, and has a bit of a yo-yo thing with her weight depending on how she feels. Looks-wise, she’s a mix of Lady Gaga and Ellie Goulding. Then I opened the DM home page and her face was staring right back at me in a story about a weight-obsessed young woman who killed herself because she thought she wasn’t worthy or talented.
I was telling TTN about how I walked into town yesterday and felt compelled to visit a Waterstones bookstore. Totally surreal – every book title I looked at spoke to me. Then my eyes fell on this and I had to buy it.
It’s a mirror of course. MADDADDAM by MA or AM.
MDMA and taking the pill. We’re tripping on ecstasy!
I am the dreamer, you are the dream.
But you are awake and we are REAL! Do you feel like you are in two “states” at once? Me too.
And just because the universe is funny, this is the second house I’ve lived in where the front yard is in Tennessee and the backyard in Georgia. I live in two states 😉
spirit and matter
I’ve cried more over the past 3 or 4 weeks than I have in my entire lifetime.
Hugo, it literally hurts. Is it a release from the programming since birth? Is it where we are traveling in the universe at this particular time? Maybe both. But something is causing an awareness that gives you gnosis that whatever you thought was “real”, isn’t. And those feelings you’ve had your entire life that tell you there is something beautiful out there and something really wrong with this world….definitely real. That is spirit talking.
And do you feel high on life for a short period, then crashing down again? And while your mind (which is programmed for 3D) tries to make sense of it all, starts to recognize that you become connected to spirit, which is an amazing feeling. But the mind will instill fear, saying “this feeling will go away and you will feel like shit again”. And then you have fear. It seems like a cruel loop.
But its not. Its something that has to be broken down. We can have everything.
Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. Was on an amazing high all day yesterday, then crashed and burned in the evening when I seemed to be bombarded with a lot of dark stuff. I suspect it’s about stripping us right back to the foundations in order to build us anew. Some of the crazier stuff I’ve posted recently seems to be a reflection of this process. Just added a totally mad series of posts to Merovee about 9/11 and the control centre. I can see the message in it even if others dismiss it as nonsense.
I watched a video last night about running gags in movies. Went for a run this evening with my ‘Jesus Superstar’ friend and almost everything he said while we ran resonated with me. Towards the end of the run he told me about a mutual friend (who isn’t very fit) who ran thie same route with him but stopped because “His mind was traumatised because it didn’t know where I was taking it and how long it was going to take”. Then, just at the point we usually stop running, he said “Let’s take the next right and go for a little run up that hill”. So we did and then went our separate ways, leaving me to go down the same set of steps I mentioned when I bought my “Bejewelled” lottery ticket. As I said at the time, as I was going up the steps to buy the ticket a jogger was running down them! Totaly surreal!
This is on a YouTube channel by Dio Genesis so I had to post it. 🙂
GOI, whose name do we call out in the Temple of Love? Does this remind you of a scene from another film? A scene involving The Merovingian?
What a purrfect example! Can’t hardly talk about sex around some people because they get off-ended. Its all mind. Can the male pattern something to make her eyes roll back in her head?!
Its a dance. Listen to the cues, REACT, see the effect, REACT more, you’re getting there, you’re getting there….. BOOM!
http://static1.squarespace.com/static/5202e0f4e4b097413cf1591a/t/5600b3f0e4b01fb31d17a066/1442886643147/
I know you caught ‘palm’ recently, Hugo. I got this through today 😉
http://astrosync.net/2015/11/25/gemini-full-moon/
At the end of the article: “we all deserve our humanity”. I posted a weird music video by Little Big called “We will push the button” last week. All about Korea and the Bomb. There’s a dwarf who repeats the line “we all deserve it” over and over again. And I think we do – a strong blast of new clear energy to the kore. 🙂
The Three Stigmata of Palmer Eldritch. Talk about divine inspiration! Essential reading for the rabbithole. 😉
Hugo, Steve asked me if I’d heard of ‘Man in a High Castle’ this morning. He never talks to me about literature 😉 He does talk to me about film and tv, though. We got something to watch in binge in bed 😉
What a great astrology site! Love the stream of thought. That’s “real”. A stream of info, that we overly dissect and make into language.
Mercury. Fast. as. Fuck.
Wednesday (day of Mercury)
“Mercury is the closest planet to the Sun, and so it’s the fastest to orbit the Sun. In fact, Mercury only takes 88 days to orbit the Sun. In other words, Mercury’s orbit only takes 24% as long as Earth’s orbit.”
24/42
and
88
Full moon tonight. I thought it was a night ago. On the 25, a full moon on the day of Mercury. What will happen?
“A snake glides across the earth. Belly in motion. Eye on the prize. Its scales, a balance. It’s balance, the tonal frequency of it’s world. Heat sensing. Forked tongue tickling the perimeters. Sensing every upcoming step. Our highest self, radar.
Matter of fact. Fact of the matter. What good does change do unless we shatter?”
Break the constant.
Jesus, are we being spoken to or what?
Even the house I live in is a reflection. It’s a town house converted into flats. A builder lives in flat 1. A carpenter who likes black women lives in flat 2. Charlie lives in flat 3. I don’t know what he does but he smokes a lot of dope. Another Jonathan lives in flat 4. He never goes out, never opens the curtains, smokes heavily, and dresses all in black like a paramilitary. An old man with a cough lives below me in flat 5. I don’t know exactly what he does but it’s something to do with refuse collection. Flat 6 (The Prisoner) is occupied intermittently. No one ever stays long in flat 6 – they all seem to ‘escape’. A few months ago, shortly after I went down the rabbit hole and shortly after I visited Portmeirion, the door to flat 6 was kicked in and the occupier just disappeared. Left all his stuff, I never saw him again. Flat 7 is me.
That is nuts. Its more of “places in the mind”.
Borders, walls, tunnels and rivers.
Just gone onto Facebook, this was the first post…
comet (n.)
c. 1200, from Old French comete (12c., Modern French comète), from Latin cometa, from Greek (aster) kometes, literally “long-haired (star),” from kome “hair of the head” (compare koman “let the hair grow long”), which is of unknown origin. So called from resemblance of a comet’s tail to streaming hair.
See the Temple of Love video at about the 4:10 point.
The new and improved church. Come and worship.
The light.
The Way to the Centre
Roob has been getting 33 syncs all week and I wrote about Jacobs Ladder and the 33 vertebrae at the new Lab and MJ mentions it in her new article we are crowd syncing again. Its all about the Ankhor.
For Roob it literally is all about the anchor – she’s been having problems with people clicking her links. In HTML, links are created with the tag. A is for anchor.
Yes! And Turkey! Ankara, Turn-key, the HEART
Lots of heart stabbing going on.
Turkey and Russia. Also, an anchor is a symbol of androgyne
Its great to crowd sync 🙂
For me, its 33 and 44 constantly. And 77 which is OZ.
TTN, I’ll have to read your post today. I’m sure it will be chock full of goodies!
I’ll be off and on my computer. Today is Thanksgiving.
Strictly speaking it’s not a ‘tag’ – it’s called an ‘element’.
Roob – it’s elementary!
Lol Happy Thanksgiving MJ to you and your family. The Ankh and Anchor have been syncing with me since 2012 its all about Sanktuary.