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TRUTH AGAINST ILLUSION

I am completely finished with my social experiments many moons ago. Sharing living now and then throughout the years with scum of the lowest imaginable order really takes a big bite on the nerves. The handpicked study material is of no real interest. Still I had to do it. Knowing fully well how “Western society” is governed and controlled with a retarded and filthy consensus that so many follow as a law… This “Western society”, or rather Anti-Western society”, is of course spread over all continents in this world with the same results in degeneration. Nobody is more sad and upset with this tragic comedy occuring around us all than me, for reasons you will know fully some day. I am really looking forward to the coming of the New Age, or New Time, as I prefer to call it.

It would be to simplify matters just to  say, as some of us do privately, that the world now  mainly is inherited with  “nerds and whores”. (Actually, I consider it insulting to all the nice nerds and the poor forced into prostitution by our foes; that are being on a higher level than what I am witnessing here and there.) We have to look at the reasons for this, the controlling behind the scenes of this perverted and retarded state of the world today. The War of all Wars.

The unaware of realities live trapped in this illusion of “normality”. It is more warped and set under control by higher, or actually lower beings, then it “normally” gets credited for. Even the majority understand that society really IS controlled, but rarely see the obvious in that they who are currently in control of most aspects in society are to blame, meanwhile pointing their filthy fingers in wrong direction, just like they are told to do…

On the low-life level there is much to be said. Retarded scum is seen as normality to copy. All high values are twisted and The Gods are said to be of the past and of no interest if there is fake religions and other mind control, junk like pop-culture and other insane stupidity to consume, etc. You have heard all this before. Add on the higher level to this and you might wake up.

It not only bores me to tears to witness this ongoing human degeneration that naturally, as always, is naming itself progression and freedom of will. This society is a complete tragedy, chained in controlled consensus. There is no “free will” for these fooled and naive “living” in their worthless scum life without any knowledge and honour. 

We witness a world being raped in front of our eyes. The attacks with brainwash aimed at women to pervert humanity as a whole and make everything into a subhuman state, through the support of controlled politics and their media, is especially haunting. Not forgetting to mention the additional actually placed and forced rapes by “spirits” all in the name of normality and free will.

It was all just about making money? Not at all. It had to do with pre-preparing another giant mass murder,  just in time before The Gods bring a New Time to rise again. 

TRUTH VERSUS ILLUSION

TRUTH VERSUS ILLUSION

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ODIN IS THE ANSWER

Nothing of real interest is happening in this world.

For a few years “the less in knowing” ran around in fear of the coming of The High One. Now they have started to think that nothing at all is real anymore. That this world keeps getting dumber and even more worthless every day must change. Nothing new under the Sun?

The New Time will come. The Gods are real. (To feel I have to add that The  Gods are not any of the numerous speculations might obviously be beneath me and even life in general. Still almost everything in life is beneath me at this point in history…)

I do have these answers for you:

If you understand who Odin really is, then you will have the answers to several questions that the low are made unaware of.:

Who rules this world, where does humanity and the high cultures come from. And,… there is much more.

(Any fool trying to obstruct these simple facts is a filthy liar and have absolutely no rights to any kind of life here or anywhere.)

ODIN IS THE ANSWER

ODIN IS THE ANSWER

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ATHENS EXTRA

Photos from Athens. The village of the dead owls.

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TWILIGHT SPECIAL

TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

TWILIGHT

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ATT TILL LIVET TIGGA

Kvar vid en längtan stannades våra famntag kvar,

 i döda ord, tryckta mot åkervätan att vägras gro

(Ta vår kärlek ur irrgarnets svar på nattsvärtad mo)

 

Våra ljuvhetsstunder sökte förgäves efter sina fästen
ty hårt vid ruelsen tänker hoppet oss här ensamäga

(Solkat och färdigtärt hjärtan i torften tvingats ligga)

 

Det är mig ett okärat hån att återspegla:

Att till Livet tigga

 

 

Har väntat,

skimrat oss fast i stoftets hjälplöshet,

vägrat ointagliga murarna, ställt livlek,

befallt oårens ovisa olust en ändlighet:

Att brytas hårt och gravas

 

 

Dröjer här

 

Lärd Död:

Livet smittat genom sitt tärande

 

Har talat ljuvat ― Rört ett nära skimmer,

samt; Värdigt hatat

 

 

Köld,

älska vårt avsked

 

 

Värm upp marken.

ATT TILL LIVET TIGGA

ATT TILL LIVET TIGGA

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LIVING ABOVE THE ILLUSION

Ever had the feeling that life at the present is a big set up, especially made to work against your will and anything good happening in your life? What if that was correct and not just a feeling? Welcome.

I could tell about my life and the different shades of negativity and darkness, the strangeness and bitterness that life brings here. Nobody outside those who know would believe it, so… Later.

I think daily about a multitude of things that I should do. I have to start making some goals here in this worthless life that surrounds me, right now.  Or later. 

TRAVEL

TRAVEL

I have been around the block a few times. Travelling is what you do when you have no life and wish to imagine that you are doing something with your life. I guess it is all pretty much the same everywhere in this mono-cultural world, that of course call itself multi-cultural… This upside-down-world breeds the most dumb animals, and if you think that “things just happen”, then you are one of these victims. I pity you. Let me define what culture is. Later.

I hate to travel. Carrying around stuff you need. The strain of being forced into meeting people you would prefer to see dead. The waiting for planes or buses and the smelly rides. Travelling is like eating a huge cake that taste like crap and it is full of fat that you have to work the rest of your life to get rid of. Was the sunset in that vacation spot worth it? 

PRETTY PLACES LIKE ME

PRETTY PLACES LIKE ME

To have everything and not being able or permitted to use it. Can anyone else imagine that frustration? Ah well, beauty is all our eyes need to survive another day. I tried this for a longer period: Avoiding everything that was not strikingly beautiful. Almond trees in bloom and a stunning landscape helped me with that. Not a good idea. Still, I have done a few things that I knew was less than good ideas; like trying to live like a homeless for a period some seven years ago. The list is small for these private tests on life and reality, and it does not feed my need for knowledge and insight enough. The wages are not enough. Everyone would hate me if I did not try to be more human, so there you go. Love me tender.

BURNING NOTES

BURNING NOTES

Things have been so slow the last two years. To think about being creative and producing is a start, but when it halts there…

I love this world, but this present illusion is not this world. I LIVE ABOVE THE ILLUSION. That is why you hate me. Love me. Later.

 

 

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BLOOD TRACKS

Think of faded traces of blood in the woods

turned into dust

in a final kiss of grey

*

Two footprints under the grass

Two dead at this place again

*

Our eyes still remain

crowned over perfection

for we kissed the lack of death

and put stone on thistle

*

Awaken,

seen in wounds

Heal,

we heal

STONE ON THISTLE

STONE ON THISTLE

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BOOK BURNING TIME

BOOK BURNING TIME

BOOK BURNING TIME

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I ÄNNU ETT HÖSTFALL

Dröm mig i rönnkransade Höstskogars dagrar
där skimmer fastnar invid sovande gärden
medan en bräckt imma famlar, lyfter ― Stiger

 

Och ett mjukt regn sveper ― Vårdkasen väser

 

Färdas dimhöljd

Snart det randas igen ― Igen

 

 

Vakar tassemark, leker med torrat lövrassel,

äter mina tistlar noga och skänker leenden

nedan lidna dagarnas grådask skyar speglat

 

Och har ensam fastnat ― Där Tiden stannat

 

De nästan obemärkta vågorna i bergsbäcken

lyssnar när vid de ljuvande regnstänken,

åser skogen glesnas i sakta takt med Hösten

och visste att löven skulle falla här ― Igen

 

Färdas dimhöljd ― Spårlöst

Snart det randas igen ― Igen

 

Når ett arlat kärr i slött lövfällande,

härinne får friden smekande mildra

 

Du, Höstmark, är Dödens vilsna järtecken

 

 

Och strax hördes Vinternattsvinden ropa

I ÄNNU ETT HÖSTFALL

I ÄNNU ETT HÖSTFALL