Desert City

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I stood on the sand of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name. The dragon gave the beast his power and his throne and great authority. One of the heads of the beast seemed to have had a fatal wound, but the fatal wound had been healed. The whole world was filled with wonder and followed the beast. People worshiped the dragon because he had given authority to the beast, and they also worshiped the beast and asked, “Who is like the beast? Who can wage war against it?” The beast was given a mouth to utter proud words and blasphemies and to exercise authority for forty-two months. It opened its mouth to blaspheme God and to slander his name and his dwelling place and those who live in heaven. It was given power to wage war against God’s holy people and to conquer them. And it was given authority over every tribe, people, language and nation. All inhabitants of the earth will worship the beast. Whoever has ears, let them hear: “If anyone is to go into captivity, into captivity they will go. If anyone is to be killed with the sword, with the sword they will be killed.” This calls for patient endurance and faithfulness on the part of God’s people.

 

 

The Green Man sings of the desert. Lowering his voice to a gaunt chant he evokes images of cities rising from the sterile desert, the desert as graveyard and someday resurrection. He promises a phoenix dawn. You must go to the desert, you must find the desert where you are, build the desert, heat and dry and burn to bring the desert. You must hack and chop and butcher and slaughter. You become the soul of the eternal city, you bring the image of the city floating in mid-air, the image wavering over the sterile desert.

 

The screen spans the wall evoking a desert, while the images from the screen and the fire in the minds of the viewers meld to bring holograms of desert towers, desert temples, skyscrapers, silos, desert armies, missiles, desert flames surging to the skies, hovering and wavering in mid-air projection of the inflamed brain.

 

The Green Man tells of the destroyers of the Earth, the great producers, the great bringers. They bring the sterile desert. And the massed people, the great consumers, unto the desert and then of the desert. They won’t be assimilated after death, but the great dessication they set in motion shall preserve their physical bodies, they shall live eternal mummies, the worshiped ancestors.

 

But only the elite destroyers, the great Leaders of the Desert will be worshiped, and the rest of your mummies will be tossed away as waste. But you shall be honored nameless as having perpetrated the great death and then destructed the great Necropolis.

 

This is the Green Man’s word on the climate in flames, climate searing and seared, charred and charring, driving the heat, driving the chaos, creeping always toward the dry, always toward the fire, always toward the desert.

 

 

I do not recall distinctly when it began, but it was months ago. The general tension was horrible. To a season of political and social upheaval was added a strange and brooding apprehension of hideous physical danger; a danger widespread and all-embracing, such a danger as may be imagined only in the most terrible phantasms of the night. I recall that the people went about with pale and worried faces, and whispered warnings and prophecies which no one dared consciously repeat or acknowledge to himself that he had heard. A sense of monstrous guilt was upon the land, and out of the abysses between the stars swept chill currents that made men shiver in dark and lonely places. There was a daemoniac alteration in the sequence of the seasons—the autumn heat lingered fearsomely, and everyone felt that the world and perhaps the universe had passed from the control of known gods or forces to that of gods or forces which were unknown.

 

Then I saw a second beast come across the earth.

 

It was then that Nyarlathotep came out of Egypt. Who he was, none could tell, but he was of the old native blood and looked like a Pharaoh.

 

He exercises all the authority of the first beast on its behalf, and causes the earth and its inhabitants to worship the first beast whose fatal wound had been healed.

 

The fellahin knelt when they saw him, yet could not say why. He said he had risen up out of the blackness of twenty-seven centuries, and that he had heard messages from places not on this planet. Into the lands of civilization came Nyarlathotep, swarthy, slender, and sinister, always buying strange instruments of glass and metal and combining them into instruments yet stranger. He spoke much of the sciences — of electricity and psychology — and gave exhibitions of power which sent his spectators away speechless, yet which swelled his fame to exceeding magnitude.

 

He performs great signs, even causing fire to come down from heaven to the earth in full view of the people. With these signs he is given power to perform on behalf of the first beast. He orders the inhabitants of the earth to set up an image in honor of the beast who was wounded by the sword and yet lived.

 

Men advised one another to see Nyarlathotep, and shuddered. And where Nyarlathotep went, rest vanished; for the small hours were rent with the screams of nightmare. Never before had the screams of nightmare been such a public problem; now the wise men almost wished they could forbid sleep in the small hours, that the shrieks of cities might less horribly disturb the pale, pitying moon as it glimmered on green waters gliding under bridges, and old steeples crumbling against a sickly sky.

 

 

The Green Man has conjured the pantomimes of cultural and political motions. Before most of the people became aware of the crisis the chains had been slapped on and all possible motions were collapsed to one, always forward march toward an image of water and green shimmering amid the hazes. Those who could squint their burning eyes now and then enough to clear the haze were sure they saw infinite desert. But this caused no moment of doubt or reflection, for the haze and shimmer immediately would return. More, the image of desert did not repel, only further led them to stagger on. The image went deep because the infinite dead desert is the one and only true faith of the atoms of the mass. And if anyone could think for a moment that the green watery shimmer might be a mirage hovering over salted sands, this too only deepened the allure of the desert.

 

The Green Man projects images to be twirled by the priests of fire who dream fevers that will engineer the sky and sea on behalf of the beast, engineer the living flesh to fuel the furnace of the beast, inflame the holocaust to explode the beast’s voice into space where it sends men’s nightmares hurtling toward another planet to destroy. These beasts and their priesthood wear the robes of fire and heat as their emblem of the gods of desert aflame.

 

 

The second beast is given power to give breath to the image of the first beast, so that the image could speak and cause all who refuse to worship the image to be killed. He forces all people, great and small, rich and poor, free and slave, to receive a mark on their right hands or on their foreheads, so that they could not buy or sell unless they have the mark, which is the name of the beast or the number of its name.

 

I remember when Nyarlathotep came to my city—the great, the old, the terrible city of unnumbered crimes. My friend had told me of him, and of the impelling fascination and allurement of his revelations, and I burned with eagerness to explore his uttermost mysteries. My friend said they were horrible and impressive beyond my most fevered imaginings; that what was thrown on a screen in the darkened room prophesied things none but Nyarlathotep dared prophesy, and that in the sputter of his sparks there was taken from men that which had never been taken before yet which shewed only in the eyes. And I heard it hinted abroad that those who knew Nyarlathotep looked on sights which others saw not.

 

 

The masses sense the self-destruction of their onslaught. They know they can’t be sustained much longer. They sense the coming earthquake. Already they fancy they feel the surge. They feel the ground shake under their feet.

 

They desecrate their souls to redoubled commitment to the Extreme Energy civilization: Dominion promised by ancient faiths of Abraham, Dominion promised by the modern priests of fire who also still sacrifice at the ancient altar, Dominion of infinite Production as God, Dominion of infinite Consumption and Waste, Dominion of Destruction, Dominion of Mammon, Dominion of Progress, Long Live Death.

 

They fight through nightmares to believe everything happening is natural and sustainable. They desecrate their souls to rebuilding Sodom and Gomorrah the great cities of the salted desert, so the saturnalia of murder and destruction can continue. As the mythologist put it, they’ll continue “free and wild and beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men shouting and killing and reveling in joy. The liberated Old Fires would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel in joy, and all the earth will flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom.”

 

Their mirage needs to reinforce the sands underlying it. They must believe in collective salvation and collective immolation as one goal. This Father and Son are joined by two-headed Dominion to complete the Trinity under the mushroom fire. Man vs. Nature, Nature as an enemy to be subjugated and exploited by Man, a woman to be raped by science, an automaton to be tortured, Gaia as the realm of Satan to be Reclaimed in preparation for the Rapture/Second Coming/Singularity, all these fundamentals preached by the priests of fire, all one sign of the crumbling existential confidence of the civilization, one castle built on the sterile sand it has strewn beneath itself.

 

 

It was in the hot autumn that I went through the night with the restless crowds to see Nyarlathotep; through the stifling night and up the endless stairs into the choking room. And shadowed on a screen, I saw hooded forms amidst ruins, and yellow evil faces peering from behind fallen monuments.

 

The people sit and watch the show, passively receive images to eyes, hologram sparklings come out and hover, all hi-tech and dazzling even as the screen shows all water dissolving, all green curdling to desert. Some march with older holograms of oil derricks in the desert, others with new-fangled ones depicting the world turned all to desert to be covered with metallic panels, to store the holocaust fires in one big battery.

 

This sterile desert is not the natural living flowering desert. It’s the desert of salt, of wasteland, the desert city of death.

 

I stood on the sand and looked at the phantom sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name. The dragon gave the beast his power and his throne and great authority. One of the heads of the beast seemed to have had a fatal wound, but the fatal wound had been healed. The whole world was filled with wonder and followed the beast. People worshiped the dragon because he had given authority to the beast, and they also worshiped the beast and asked, “Who is like the beast? Who can wage war against it?” The beast was given a mouth to utter proud words and blasphemies and to exercise authority for forty-two months. It opened its mouth to blaspheme God and to slander his name and his dwelling place and those who live in heaven. It was given power to wage war against God’s holy people and to conquer them. And it was given authority over every tribe, people, language and nation. All inhabitants of the earth will worship the beast — all whose names have not been written in the Lamb’s book of life, the Lamb who was slain from the creation of the world. Whoever has ears, let them hear.

 

And I saw the world battling against blackness; against the waves of destruction from ultimate space; whirling, churning; struggling around the dimming, cooling sun. Then the sparks played amazingly around the heads of the spectators, and hair stood up on end whilst shadows more grotesque than I can tell came out and squatted on the heads.

 

The masses plumb ever greater depths of existential fear, the Leaders present false images of these crises. The Leaders also fear and reassure themselves with fake democracy and redoubled war. So the masses need misdirection to reinforce the image direction of desert and shimmer.

 

And when I, who was colder and more scientific than the rest, mumbled a trembling protest about “imposture” and “static electricity”, Nyarlathotep drove us all out, down the dizzy stairs into the damp, hot, deserted midnight streets. I screamed aloud that I was not afraid; that I never could be afraid; and others screamed with me for solace. We swore to one another that the city was exactly the same, and still alive; and when the electric lights began to fade we cursed the company over and over again, and laughed at the queer faces we made.

 

“If anyone is to go into captivity, into captivity they will go. If anyone is to be killed with the sword, with the sword they will be killed.”

 

I believe we felt something coming down from the greenish moon, for when we began to depend on its light we drifted into curious involuntary formations and seemed to know our destinations though we dared not think of them. Once we looked at the pavement and found the blocks loose and displaced by grass, with scarce a line of rusted metal to shew where the tramways had run. And again we saw a tram-car, lone, windowless, dilapidated, and almost on its side. When we gazed around the horizon, we could not find the third tower by the river, and noticed that the silhouette of the second tower was ragged at the top. Then we split up into narrow columns, each of which seemed drawn in a different direction. One disappeared in a narrow alley to the left, leaving only the echo of a shocking moan. Another filed down a weed-choked subway entrance, howling with a laughter that was mad. My own column was sucked toward the open country, and presently felt a chill which was not of the hot autumn; for as we stalked out on the dark moor, we beheld around us the hellish moon-glitter of evil snows. Trackless, inexplicable ashen snows, swept asunder in one direction only, where lay a gulf all the blacker for its glittering walls. The column seemed very thin indeed as it plodded dreamily into the gulf. I lingered behind, for the black rift in the green-litten snow was frightful, and I thought I had heard the reverberations of a disquieting wail as my companions vanished; but my power to linger was slight. As if beckoned by those who had gone before, I half floated between the titanic snowdrifts, quivering and afraid, into the sightless vortex of the unimaginable.

 

Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious, only the gods that were can tell. A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the projected stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things like Dominion gods; half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on nameless rocks beneath space and reach up to the dizzy vacuum above the spheres of light and darkness, the images everywhere but Earth. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods created by the psychotic berserking souls of orcs — the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.

 

 

 

 

 

The Worst of Times

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These are the bad times, the worst humanity has undergone.

 

It’s becoming clear that one way or another these are the end times – for the physical basis of the economic civilization, for the human soul itself for as long as this civilization endures.

 

For long years I resisted, I was uncertain, though since childhood I’ve perceived the signs. Now I must burn all bridges.

 

Now it all becomes clear, the imagery of Revelation receives its real world confirmation. The smoke rises from the abyss: The smoke of the Covid miasma, fake but impenetrable to all but perceptive eyes and clear minds, the ultimate smokescreen of indoctrination and propaganda and lies and the sowing of fear-itself at its most virulent extremity.

 

The smoke of war, the burning of the cities, the burning of the life-sustaining forests, the smoke of the fires which truly shall kill a third and more than a third of humanity.

 

The smoke of incense, the smoke of the temple, the smoke of the wrath of God.

 

The mark of the beast is now to be physically inflicted in the most literal sense, and to bear this mark will be necessary in order to buy and sell in the most literal sense. To buy and sell, the core action of the economic civilization, the core ritual of the beast.

 

All this renders the position clear – Satan is in command of the manmade world.

 

Look around the modern economic civilization, look around the American Babylon, the American Sodom and Gomorrah. Who can deny it, we see nothing but devils and the signs of devils, everywhere.

 

Most of all the prophets condemn idolatry, and today we reach the most extreme terminal idolatry of the idols of metal, plastic, wire, rubber; the idols of vapor, smoke; the idols of money, securities, patents, synthesized genetics; capping it all the idol of a fictive miasma infecting and poisoning the very air.

 

The Covid cult is the ultimate refinement of the modern techno-cult taken to its most fundamentalist extreme. The ultimate refinement of the idolatry of discrete idols of plastic, the superstition of “artificial intelligence” and “smart technology”, a spirit cohering miraculously from the ones and zeroes, a demon in the machine summoned by the Satanic arts of the hominid engineers.

 

Civilization worships the abomination of desolation, and this abomination is all that exists at the desolation where the human soul is supposed to be.

 

Covid is their most cherished scion, their most beloved child. It was born in their bioweapons labs and sent out into the world as their great promise and threat and curse and destroyer. It is the ultimate fabrication of technocracy, the ultimate fabrication of globalism, the ultimate fabrication of their propaganda, the ultimate fabrication of the modern economic religion.

 

The plague itself, however objectively mild or allegedly severe, is the wage of sin, the wage of idolatry. It was concocted in their labs and released as a scourge upon the devil’s own body in order to increase power and control and dominion. The veil of fading, the veil of dullness, of darkness, of condemnation, and the needle which administers the mark of the beast, are of Satan’s plan to expand and extend his dominion. Those who rush to him embrace the devil’s dominion.

 

The only course to salvation is to renounce and reject everything commanded and threatened and promised and celebrated by the technocratic death machine. The only course to salvation is to repent, purge, endure.

 

Today we know war and the rumor of war. Christ is the prince of peace, but today is the time of war.

 

We wanted peacefully to live in the Spirit, all who have a soul wanted nothing but this, but those who are of the devil will not allow us, so we must gird for war.

 

We see the terminal evil of all political ideologies. They all finally have discarded their fake self-distinctions and heeded Covid’s trumpet call summoning them to the ranks of death. “Right”, “left”, these no longer exist if they ever did. The one and only identification is whether one identifies for the globalist technocracy or against it. Today this identification is at its most close, most intense, most symbolic, most religious, in the form of whether one identifies as a member of the Covid cult or opposes it.

 

Humanity itself, the West and all who ape it, has surrendered and abdicated once and for all. They’ve surrendered to the most evil persons in all of history – Gates, Schwab, Soros, Zuckerburg, Fauci, Ferguson, and the rest of the elite globalist technocrat cabal, along with all the seething vermin of politicians and propagandists and administrative bootlicks that serve this cabal and carry out its commands.

 

The plague – spiritual, physical – is smiting your cities. The answer isn’t to double down on the imitation of Sodom and Gomorrah the way you’re now doing. The answer is to get out – in spirit, in truth, in existential reality.

 

 

 

 

 

The Pivot of 2020

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1. This is a full-blown war election where both combatants struggle to take the wheel of the machine while pledging to continue to perpetrate total war on the Earth; aggressive imperial war everywhere in the world limited only by nature and the will of those targeted to fight back; economic war everywhere in the world including and especially against the American people themselves; all this capped by the world-historical “War on Covid” global campaign to impose the most extreme civil war of the globalist-technocratic government against the people in every country; permanent total terror and lockdown while the Covid Death Cult already has surged to become history’s fastest-spreading global religion by many orders of magnitude.

 

2. The globalist “Great Reset” wants to overcome the diverse rising obstacles to globalism’s perpetuation, especially the intensifying centrifugal political and economic forces which oppose it or hinder it. The global elites see politics as such, and any mode of economy other than that which is strictly regimented and controlled from the pinnacle of civilization’s power by the US government, the oligopoly MNCs and a handful of globalization entities, as antiquated obstructions to its power and profit. From the point of view of the Earth and especially humanity it’s essential to obstruct the globalist-technocratic elite as much as possible.

 

So it follows that anything which sustains and multiplies the number of obstacles any globalist actor has to traverse is a good thing, while anything that streamlines, unifies, renders more “efficient” is bad. This includes US foreign policy. Although this policy will remain aggressively imperialist for as long as this government exists, it makes a significant difference how disciplined and superficially “kinder and gentler” the facade is, as opposed to how wayward, openly brutish and gratuitously insulting to everyone in the world. Real anti-globalists always have known this, and the need never has been more critical than now. From this point of view Trump is vastly preferable. The across-the-board hatred the elites hold for him is the best recommendation.

 

Trump’s election was a monkey-wrench in the works, and although the 1% was able to turn the lemons to lemonade by turning anti-Trumpism into an organizing principle among the bewildered masses, they certainly want to return to having a reliable, fully pliant figurehead in the White House. With Biden/Harris they’d get the best of both worlds – they get either the obedient Biden or the even more aggressively obedient Harris who would be all the more controllable since she has no political support of her own and was never elected in the first place.

 

So it follows that gratuitous US imperial belligerence is being “creatively destructive” of itself, to use one of capitalism’s own religious terms, in spite of the US empire’s own long-run goals and interests. The worst thing would be for US foreign policy to become less Kaiser and more Bismarck. The more chaos the better. It may seem more painful in the short run than running home to hide under adult mama’s skirts the way almost all former anti-imperialists, anti-globalists, “radicals”, “leftists” have done, since they all were frauds all along who can’t take the slightest pain or hardship and would rather die than do any movement-building work, but for the long run good of the Earth including humanity there’s no other option.

 

The faster and more totally this thing goes down the better for all but the globalist-technocratic 1% and their boot-lickers.

 

3. All of today’s main political threads express a war mentality and all institutional actions comprise a war program. Far greater than any at least since 1968 this is a wartime election. Here’s a few of the superficial implications:

 

Trump’s general fecklessness, his weather-vaning and fence-sitting on the imperial wars and the terror-lockdown assault which uses “Covid” as a pretext, his personal and administrative weakness, have added up to the perception that he’s a bad wartime president. This includes the seldom analyzed or questioned cliche “Trump mismanaged the pandemic”, which presumably means the commenter doesn’t like how Trump has used the bully pulpit since as president he has little other power. And yet by any rational measure state governors like Cuomo that claimed the real power mismanaged things far worse than Trump.

 

Meanwhile beyond suffering from Trump Derangement Syndrome no one could support the Democrats except insofar as they have faith in international total war and the domestic Covid civil war, those that aren’t sick of these and want to escalate them. Of course no system partisan ever opposed Trump on account of his policy aspirations, which remain on the same globalist trajectory as his predecessors.

 

If the Democrats were to occupy the presidency, it seems there’s two equal and opposite possibilities for the terror-lockdown assault.

 

Most likely a Democrat administration bolstered by institutional support would perpetuate and escalate the lockdown war in accord with prior Democrat program.

 

But if in accord with election propaganda the lockdowns always were fundamentally partisan or have become so, especially to the extent the elites are self-aware of their scam, why would they want to saddle a Democrat administration with blame for harms of the lockdowns going forward as well as any deaths which should be attributed to other, normalized causes like the flu? In that case they may want to declare victory and end the war.

 

We see today in Europe the great “second wave”, not of Covid in itself (which from any rational perspective has been fading out as any rationally conceivable danger since late spring and continues to fade), but of the malevolent lockdowns themselves. We see the progress of the biggest Big Lie ever: First the lockdowns were supposed to be “temporary”, for “just a few weeks” in order to “flatten the curve”. Then they had to be imposed longer in order for the economy to “reopen” (which never really happened anywhere that imposed the lockdowns in the first place). Now it turns out the lockdowns failed in the first place, but for the system and its death cult this doesn’t debunk the entire paradigm of lockdowns as it would to any sane rational person. On the contrary it means civilization needs more and worse lockdowns.

 

By now no one but the most fanatical card-carrying, digital-paying, beast-marked cultist wingnuts can believe any of this. We’re through the looking glass, anyone who goes down the lockdown hole enters a police state labyrinth from which no escape or end is any longer even conceivable, where it’ll always be “all clear” tomorrow and all clear yesterday but never all clear today.

 

4. The “Covid” brain-washing is serving as the organizing principle for economic demolition. The escalation of the police state and propaganda boosting conformity to the new religion of death are supplements to this goal and the elites’ long-run goal of sustaining their power through the tribulations of resource depletion and ecological blowback and collapse.

 

The US government is leading what it intends to be the permanent controlled demolition of the world economy because the 1% knows its collapse, driven proximately by the collapse of the finance sector and its infinite pyramid of paper, is imminent. They hope Greer’s mechanistic theory of “catabolic collapse” is right, that Gaia will change phase in an orderly way to a lower level of energy intensity and turbulence, and that the globalist system can sustain itself at a lower level of production and consumption, a lower level of the capitalist round of “growth” followed by self-destruction and cannibalization in order to re-open space which then can serve as a renewed growth frontier, for the time being.

 

China is a mid-run threat to this. Its own global-imperial aspirations will seek to fill and exceed any temporary vacuum where “growth” still could be renewed within the space temporarily opened by this disaster capitalist demolition. Of course Western profiteering and growth ideology also will want to re-fill the space. In spite of attempts by the global cabal as represented at Davos by the likes of the National Security Council or Gates Foundation, metastatic economic cancer can’t be controlled, only redirected. But if the consumer base is liquidated, it won’t be possible to resume cancer growth via consumer spending.

 

This confirms the prior trend toward basing economic cancer on government contracts, especially things which can use up a lot of wealth and then be deliberately destroyed – military hardware and hot war, industrial agriculture (highly wasteful inherently, much of the crop/food is burned, let rot, wasted), logging at an economic loss and vastly greater ecological loss, for the sake of subsidized products no one will buy, anything which uses up public wealth for destruction and waste while the ever-shrinking circle of elites siphons off as much as they can for their personal and institutional iniquity. Shooting wars always are the most direct way.

 

These all converge on the propaganda campaign working to drum up war fever against China. Cold war is a given, and the US government is willing to provoke hot war if necessary. Russia is no threat in itself and no one in the US thinks it is, but Russophobia has served as an organizing principle for US imperialism abroad and building the civil war mentality at home. From the point of view of US imperialism the real target still is China.

 

Nuclear war is the logical end of all these threads. It would maximize the economic demolition and therefore is desirable from the point of view of many of the elites, although many also fear it as too chaotic and not controllable. Few fear for themselves physically: By now they’ve swallowed their own ideology of indispensability and necessity and faith in their institutional security to the point that most believe they’d be invulnerable to physical blast waves or radiation in direct proportion to how the mass death cult believes the air itself is now poisoned with a vague miasma called “Covid” (even while these same masses disregard actual particulate air pollution). And if all else fails the 1% believes in their bomb shelters.

 

5. The climate crisis as represented by the climate-industrial complex is misdirection away from any authentic, organic anti-cancerous degrowth ecological movement. The massive scam of continuing the ecocidal death march under the rubric of a “green economy”, “green capitalism”, “green” cancer aka “growth”, “Green New Deal”, is another potent way to gobble up and waste in real time the wealth which otherwise might try to construct unsustainable infrastructure which can’t so easily be vaporized.

 

The point everywhere is to produce nothing but vaporware going forward.

 

6. Anti-trumpism has served the globalist-technocrat 1% as an organizing principle but from their point of view now reaches its expiration date. The elites want to move on to consolidation. They want to give Democrats the mandate to consolidate the demolition and coordinate all economic and social existence within that framework. Trump occupying the White House is a monkey wrench in the works. The question of the day is, Can the rising populist/re-nationalist movement sustain Trump’s occupation or will it be quashed by the fake election? From the anti-global perspective it might be now or never for street insurrection, and for the longer run a renewed national movement against the globalist system’s own species of fascist warlords which in outline already has been discernable in the “Antifa”/BLM riots. The same dynamic must play out throughout the civil-warring West and anti-colonial South.

 

7. One thing certain is that no matter what happens on November 3rd there will be two hard core partisan factions which will insist their guy won, refuse to concede anything, dig in and entrench. From there it’ll be an extra-electoral civil war of propaganda, lawfare-waging and street-fighting to determine, force against force, what occupies the White House.

 

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Meanwhile from the perspective of the Earth, the global South and what’s left of indigenous peoples everywhere these squabbles among the necropolitans mean nothing. The economic civilization and especially the US system comprise a monolith of wickedness and destruction. A caldera explosion to be endured until it burns itself out. From the perspective of Gaia there’s nothing to choose – the necropolis is inherently ecocidal. The city is omnicide incarnate.

 

The Earth will level their karma according to its own procedures, its own schedule. God sees the truth but waits, Gaia waits for her biological processes to play themselves out.

 

Earth cares nothing for the fever dreams of the swollen mass hominid brain. Just look at this most extraordinary event in human history, the instantaneous global surge of by far the biggest global religion ever, the Covid Death Cult which ardently believes in the extreme deadliness of a viral pandemic and fervently prays for this mass death to become real. Yet all this pressure-cooked mass fear and loathing and faith all exploding everywhere at once has done nothing to prevent Covid itself from being a bust. All this mass collective hive prayer has availed nothing to make a mountain out of this molehill.

 

And so it all shall be in the end for the vanities of this global Babylon.

 

 

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Doomed Brinksmanship at the Final Brink

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The economic civilization has gone so berserk that almost everyone, the masses as well as intellectuals and former dissidents, have become so frightened they’re renouncing all prior skepticism and cynicism, as well as all principles which went along with such skepticism, and are rushing to take pseudo-rational refuge in a superstitious faith in the basic rationality, goodness, honesty and wisdom of government, corporate, media institutions. This is a perfect communion with the totalitarian propaganda goals of these institutions, which in reality become ever more irrational, evil, dishonest and demented by the day. But the overwhelming superstition among masses and intellectuals is that if they only believe, have faith and obey, if they only regress further to infantilism (they now add face diapers to their regular diapers), their institutions will lead them through the great crisis unto a new morning for the city on a hill of skulls which then can continue its ecocidal-genocidal course. As a great prophet of the 20th century expressed it, they have been and will continue to be “free and wild and beyond good and evil, with laws and morals thrown aside and all men shouting and killing and reveling in joy. Then the liberated Old Ones would teach them new ways to shout and kill and revel and enjoy themselves, and all the earth would flame with a holocaust of ecstasy and freedom.”

 

Fossil fuels comprise these liberated Old Ones, and today the cult dreams of technologies that can transform the sun’s new light into these compressed, concentrated billions of years in real time. This is insane, but as we see civilization has literally nothing left but ever greater paroxysms of insanity. Ergo the insane reaction of trying desperately, not to be rational but to be insanely pseudo-rational.

 

Among the litany of evils behind the terror-lockdown assault which uses covid as a pretext, we have the Trump administration using covid to beat the anti-China war drums. (If Trump does lose the election, one reason why will be his constant flip-flopping on covid – one moment he’s rightly downplaying it, the next he’s one of the wingnuts calling it the worst thing ever and blaming China for unleashing this infinite scourge, along with trumpeting fake vaccine propaganda.) This is becoming yet another foreign policy boondoggle for the US, as its three partners in the U.S.-Australia-India-Japan Consultations Quad, an Asian quasi-NATO designed to “contain” China much like the original NATO was supposed to contain Russia, are becoming reluctant to obey US dictates to economically immolate themselves and edge closer to hot war by cutting off more and more of their trade with China, trade which is vital to their globalism-dependent economies. (The US also is having difficulty mustering the normally obedient Europeans to deploy NATO against China.)

 

The cultists, both the great majority that vegetatively obey across the board and join the anti-China hate as well as the dregs that continue to pose as some kind of “anti-imperialist” and that pretend to side with China even as they embrace the US-driven empire’s most extreme terror-lockdown assault, both cultist groupings now believe the mainstream media speaks as the voice of God as far as truth-telling, so they directly or implicitly embrace ever more intense provocations of China and Russia.

 

Yet they’re all cowards at heart (their tarn petrifaction in the dim headlights of a mild epidemic proves their extreme physical cowardice, and their abject submission and obedience to the government-media’s fascist propaganda and prescriptions proves their extreme moral cowardice), so it’s not surprising that they really tremble at the thought of the second cold war driven 100% by themselves and the empire they support turning into a hot war. Since in their berserk dementia their last psychological and spiritual refuge is to be insanely pseudo-rational, we’re seeing a resurgence of the early 20th century Norman Angell fad among the covid cult’s intellectual set. Angell’s faith doctrine was that the economies of the European powers were so interdependent, and their mutual profit depended so much on cooperation, that a general European war was impossible in the 20th century. As we see, this religious faith is even more essential today if one is to double down on globalization, the way the terror-lockdown assault using covid as a pretext is designed to do, and which doubling down especially motivates all the intellectual and ex/fake-dissident adherents of the cult, this dogma is needed if one is to seek this globalization goal while still believing maximal war can be permanently averted.

 

Yes, and since no such war ever happened in 1914, because it was rationally impossible, and the elites and masses are so rational, as we see especially in 2020, therefore it’s impossible that the US will send the missiles flying even in its last desperate ditch trying to prop up its power. And of course the US never would prefer total destruction to giving up with grace – that’s not how the US has a record of acting, is it? Just like the US empire’s bunker-hunkering predecessor Hitler decided not to try to drag everything down with him, but rather gave up with grace when he saw the war was lost. Isn’t that what Hitler did? Well, no. Nor will the US.

 

The governments and masses are insane, belligerent and mass-homicidal, ecocidal, genocidal, suicidal. There’s almost no chance of the economic civilization letting itself go down without resorting to nuclear war out of some deranged notion that such an extreme self-destructive action can bring a miracle. That, along with the retreat to the bunker, seems to be the most common mode of thought these days, as 2020 has spectacularly demonstrated.

 

As for the reluctance of Japan, India, Australia, and the increasing conflict with China and Russia driven by the US’s own provocations, including its unwillingness to give any ground or even “allow” the existence of an imperial peer (as much as that goes against the party line that the US elites are rational and truthful), I think of Revelation 17.15-18:

 

Then the angel said to me, “The waters you saw, where the prostitute sits, are peoples, multitudes, nations and languages. The beast and the ten horns you saw will hate the prostitute. They will bring her to ruin and leave her naked; they will eat her flesh and burn her with fire. For God has put it into their hearts to accomplish his purpose by agreeing to hand over to the beast their royal authority, until God’s words are fulfilled. The woman you saw is the great city that rules over the kings of the earth.”

 

They all handed the US Babylon authority following the second world war. Now the ten horns hate her and will join in rending and burning her. And she will burn them back.

 

Can this be prevented? Unless there’s a great acceleration of Gaia’s ecological blowback, her equal and opposite reaction to the civilization’s omnicidal attempt to destroy the Earth, it’s likely the civilization will destroy itself first in its insane thrashings. In that case the only alternative would be a cultural, spiritual, social and economic revolution global enough to encompass and destroy all the globalist, imperial impulses.

 

But who could even start working toward this goal, which has long seemed an impossible goal even under the best of conditions. Yet today, where almost all self-alleged “dissidents” and “radicals” and “revolutionaries” have thrown away all their fake poses and gone over to the empire, most of them now eagerly serving as volunteer unpaid junior deputy propagandist vermin, there’s no longer even a theoretical intellectual grounding for a transformational movement of that sort. As I’ve written several times in recent years, Politics is Dead. I hadn’t previously been 100% certain, I’d still wanted to cling to some residual faith in the human spirit as expressed through mass culture and politics. But the covid phenomenon has sealed the grave once and for all: There will be no revolution. It’s over.

 

All that’s left is for whatever is left of humanity, whatever fugitive fragments still remain, to come together and work together to endure the fascist coda of the globalized technocratic economic civilization. We know its necessary resources are nearly spent, we know its economic contradictions are no longer patchable, we know that civilization’s ecological basis can take little more insult before the ecological collapses suddenly burgeon and cascade into a great opposite reaction gone fully kinetic. We know this infinite evil cannot continue much longer.

 

The clock nears midnight. We can only watch, and endure. Hopefully together, as a unified cooperative lodge, carrying the last flicker of the torch of the human spirit through the gales of darkness that now engulf us. It’s temporary, however long it may seem to we who live now.

 

 

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