!!! WITHOUT LIBERTY, PEACE IS PRISON — AND TEMPORARY !!!

With freedom, even now, both a constitutional given and a subconscious driver of each life, every day, it may be hard for Americans to realise how far short of this the Old World can fall. The Brexit debate is highlighting this.


Yet, East of the Atlantic, the notion of surrendering sovereignty, via obliquely willing submission to a supra-government’s deceit and fraud, is viewed as reasonable by intelligent people, if both the benefits of federally assured peace, and the dangers of war between sovereign nations in its absence, seem real.

EU supporters worry about war, should the EU end. They think that bloc politics has created our current golden age of travel and prosperity; and, vitally, keeps the peace.

Yet, if war’s only — and guaranteed — alternative is beaurocratic dictatorship, would that suggest that the drivers of war and beaurocratic dictatorship are the same people? And, in Brexit’s flagship case for European freedom, does Remainers’ fear for peace show that they believe this; that they consider future, contrived wars inevitable unless the globalists get their way — yet that, unlike Brexiteers, they believe that such forces cannot be surmounted?

What would that tell us about the honesty of world power’s highest echelons?

Is conflict’s driver simply humanity’s tribal abrasiveness and corruption, amid life’s universal need for cartesian space on land, and incident energy flows to individual body and mind; or is it a hidden but powerful group of former sovereign leaders and business owners, whose transformation into an invisible cartel begins to serve only itself, not the distinct sovereign populations that were its customers and civic employers?

Interestingly, as today, the 20th October, 2018, sees London Remainers march to keep Britain in the EU, their concern for peace suggests a belief consistent with that of many Brexiteers on the Alt-Right: that the EU is peacekeeper — against contrived globalist wars, because the globalist cartel wanted it to be, and — having scared populations into accepting it with puppeteered World War II — made it such: to streamline and centralise their power, and boost their profits and manipulation potential.

Similar interpretations exist regarding the formation of Israel, a possible 9/11 conspiracy between the US Deep State and Saudi Arabia, the illicit removal of Saddam Hussein, the Arab Spring, the cynical, fake operations of the White Helmets in Syria, and the farcical attempted demonisation of Russia, amid Trump’s vox pop victory over globalism and mainstream media.

Does acceptance of globalism as good by politically centrist professionals in Britain show that those whose intelligence works in harmony with global corps and the Fed, and whose  earned life-energy, of food and shelter, is payed by them, avoid checking their powerful sponsors’ integrity?

Benefitting professionally from globalism, in a world where its might often attracts the cleverest and nicest as fellow contributors and company, they are more than ready to accept the conditional peace of its dictatorship.

However, accepting dictatorship — like any surrender to blackmail — fuels the malign intent, and crime-repetition, of the blackmailers; whose success ensures that their granted relief of peace will only be temporary, before more demands are made, and more blood shed.

Negotiating with evil grows it. Removing its core, and building elsewhere, allows networks of energy and communication to grow from healthy sources.

Today, it is not just David Icke who says such things!

Ron Paul, Rand Paul, Roger Stone and Nigel Farage have all suggested as much, as one hoax after another — from mainstream media honesty, to ManMadeGlobalWarming — have hit the rocks.

In its Brexit negotiations with Britain, the EU’s negative disrespect exposes the inherent ill-intent behind the covert project of a Federal Europe. The EU believes making trouble will help stop other countries leaving so — having no guiding principals beyond the acquisition of wealth and power — it uses crude, subjective aggression to suppress, in a manner utterly unworthy of sovereign Europe’s renaissance greatness of reason and communication.

So — now more than ever, as freedom is, variously, attacked and championed — forza la libertà. Further, strength to the people’s recognition of globalist mal-intent’s entrenched, evil signature, whose blackmailing seal of peace guarantees only poverty and war in the long term. As the US Constitution recognises — together with honest proponents of positive spiritual power — liberty and generosity come not from conmens’ theiving promises, but from our inner, individual strength.

To be happy, we need to use it!


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!!! THOUGHT: REBORN IN THE UK ???

!!! Will MAGA momentum help British Conservatism to ‘conserve’ the release mechanisms of human potential, thus restoring the infinite power of free thought and action — instead of preserving recent decline, driven by the post-Blairite EU’s Social Democratic consensus ???______________________________________________________________

The soggy, Centre-Left establishment is epitomised by the expensively illogical dogma of anti-Brexit Chancellor Philip Hammond, who would have Britain an EU colony, not an Atlantic nation.

Following the international order’s globalist consensus, instead of surfing logic, Hammond’s twisted caution replaces conservatism with inertia, in a #BrexitBlind soup.

!!! CAN #BlueSkyThinking FREE BRITISH TORIES ???

Yet, even in Britain, the web is letting sunlit truth enlighten the darkness of the once restrictive, BBC-dominated media scene. Can a new strain of #BlueSkyConservatism raise the traditionally coloured flag, Phoenix-like, from such #OldWorldGloom, giving the British renewed belief in the reason that 60s bourgeois guilt snuffed, and harmonising with the optimistic blood red of Republican endeavour: a transatlantic purple, not of Soros’ soft-communism, but of an Empire of the Common Man, founded and powered by Freud’s creative, industrious, generous id — and a living, wealth-generating, body-political monument to philosophers from Hayek, through Mark Twain to Rand Paul — and, now, President Donald Trump?

!!! CONCENTRATED POWER OF WILL !!!

So powerful is the individual mind — for intuitively creative soccer and reason, alike! — that its being targeted by corrupt authority is inevitable. After decades’ elite-driven dumbing down, the absence of confidence to surf the grid of reason leaves people allowing the media ask the wrong questions on their behalf; like why, when he called the Brexit referendum to strengthen his Conservative voterbase against ‘Tea Party’ UKIP, David Cameron put party before country — when the question should be why, after years of covert, denied power transfer to Brussels, no other politician had offered a vote for reasons of honest democracy.

!!! NUMBED DOWN !!!

A tacit public acceptance — even from leading Brexiteers, so numb has years’ media bias made them to distorted debate-framing — of EU Remainers’ sense of entitlement to a revote which, had they won, would have been laughed out of town by Leftists on BBC shows #Newsnight and #MockTheWeek — displays Leftist #MainstreamMedia’s entrenched power to defy logic and justice.

It also indicates the degree to which power lies behind the scenes of official democratic protocol, and outwith the offices of state; just as the victory of non-establishment US President Trump has been a litmus test for the #DeepState’s extra-Presidency control of media and government. These ‘disconnects’ between democratic vote and political outcome constitute strong evidence of invisible, supra-government power — but only if public minds have the confidence to trust themselves, not #BigBrother’s socially cosy bread and circuses.

!!! MINDS UNLEASHED !!!

In a project spear-headed by Ivan Atanasoff — colleague of #WeatherAction.com founder Piers Corbyn — the Academy of Climate Events (ACE) is due to launch from London, this Christmas, acting as a lecture and discussion forum for politically unspun thought and intellectual advance, free from the politicised science that, arguably, has poisoned the mainstream university sector. It’s early pilot slots have already featured a profound presentation from the #ElectricUniverse group, as natural climate change accompanies a renaissance of interest in metaphysics, and the transmitted solar and sidereal vibrations common to both.

‘England Expects’, Ivan told TruthExcites! Certainly Britain deserves some honest discourse after decades — or centuries — of lies.

But #TruthExcites.com wonders whether England should detect and project, more than ‘expect’! Only individual initiative will restore people-power, raw thought — and the Libertarian Right.

Conservatism should not be of recent, bad laws that have bureaucratic momentum. It should be of freedom.

In its constitution, America’s core is an idea, that frees and motivates all. Yet Britain’s equivalent point is the monarch, an unelected human being, assigned inherently higher status than the citizens, without cause, and acting as subconscious limit on popular achievement.

!!! NEW ENGLAND ???

If Brexiteers Jacob Rees-Mogg and Boris Johnson — opponents of Teresa May and Philip Hammonds attempts to stay in the thought-policing EU — can match words with deeds, maybe individualism will ovrecome groupthink once more, freeing national discourse in the style of ACE, mentioned above.

Could it be that, to surf their thought fully, people need only read the cosmos; ‘drinking from the stream’ of God, whose incident flows — as radio telescopes know — describe every star that sends light, without need for a leader’s permission, or guidance in interpretation?

Then, with everyone powered correctly, society thinks, soars — and shares!

!!! MURDER OF THE DANCE FLOOR !!!

Hackney Council manages, arguably, London’s most creative borough. Through its young population, combined tech and creative businesses and consequently rich art scene and nightlife, from Shoreditch High Street through Dalston to Stokey and Clapton, it epitomises the fluid fiesta of thinking drinking which 24 hour licensing was meant to herald.

Yet, rather than nurture positive adventure in a city that would like to call itself 24 hour, a regressive council has voted to choke the transforms energy that has forged a multi-cultural success story of innovation, goodwill and creative fun.

The music of the night pulls workers of the week, and their money, to the area. Switching it off at Cinderella midnight is destructive of vitality and prosperity — and needless for a city that needs more late venues, as European cities have from Norway to Spain, not fewer.

If this sorry, petty, ill-considered policy is not reversed, the borough’s rise as a creative hub will be damaged by those briefed to safeguard its wellbeing and free its potential.

https://www.residentadvisor.net/news.aspx?id=42171

 

!!! WITHOUT TRUMP !!! AIMLESS MAY’S BRITISH DECAY, AS FOOTNOTE PM TURNS TRAITOR !!!

Amidst the woes of Teresa May’s Soft Brexit betrayal, Britain needs the executive muscle of Trump’s ideological intellect.

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Trump’s MAGA momentum is sorely needed in Britain now.

The island monarchy’s suspicion of ideological liberty entrenches its expensive and irrational deference to the establishment, supporting destructive Ancienne Regimes, both dynastic and bureacratic.

The ‘whet’ Tory Left — the UK’s establishment Rino’s — are epitomised by PM Teresa May and Chancellor Philip Hammond. Their aimlessness creates incompetence through inconsistency, as opportunism sees them ever on the back foot. Where Trump takes chances to reach his real goals, of sovereignty, liberty and prosperity, May simply patches holes to keep power.

Her patrician desire to destroy the Brexit that she is briefed to implement, that could see the UK needlessly and farcically tethered to the EU’s back door, sits in miserable contrast to Trump’s winning determination in foreign dealings, powered by authenticity of aim, and palpable depth of self-belief.

Britain’s Remainer MPs, whose career options often benefit from absorption by the EU, yesterday openly fêted May, this most complacent of cheats — after she had told a powerful Tory group, the ‘1922 Committee’, that a ‘no confidence’ vote (the mechanism for ousting her) would let Laboour in through the Tory split.

Coming from the author of the turgid treachery that has caused the split, that is rich — and ironic, since it is May, not her yearned for departure, that will see the Tories stamped to a muddy pulp at the next UK election.

Trump’s integrity, robust intent and remarkable executive efficiency have spread, even further, the global people power that elected him. If Britain’s Tories care for themselves, let alone their Brexit promise to democracy, they might recognise that this awakening force is better on their side.

That should be reason enough to eject their aimless and incompetent though destructively tenacious leader for someone with intelligence, principal and courage — before her brief period of failure harms the country for decades or centuries.

 

!!! SADE ROMANCE: EROS HERALDS MOONLIT POP’S PRESSING PULSE !!!

!!! Happy Birthday, Lady Gaga …

… from #TruthExcites.com !!!

For a decade, Lady Gaga’s electric echoes have enchanted their small hours watch — over the sepia dawn of synth-ribbed, 21st Century feminism.

They have tuned airwaves and dancefloors to female sexual empowerment. The fine art of her pop music’s Freudian symmetry rings profoundly, and thus accessibly; distilling dreams that enrich a mass subconscious with sado-romance. Borne on her Renaissance chords, from Hecate’s underground to the enlightened prominence of Venus’ starry heights, melody has freed minds!

Truth wishes her, and all sirens, the lithe freedom of the sea, which breathes their curving beat …

… and shares #BeatingDreams.com’s signature poem, #EternalRhythm, as tribute to her heady night-beat.

Eternal Rhythm

On a floating, natal, purple whine,
with a dulcet heartbeat’s four-four power,
vocals fly and soar and climb:
hugging sadness, hour by hour;

mixing memories; tickling dreams,
that die in crash-linked laser bursts,
as ident heaven flips the scene,
but keeps the beats from last to first;

as sound drives on,
from life to life:
from fast to slow,
from dark to light;

to dark and deep;
where synths awaken ancient sleep,
which gives its breath
for hungry sirens’ liquid death;

born this way,
to drown in song;
to be the flesh, the food, the thong:

to serve the curve,
and feel the beat:
to quiver, plucked:
to be the meat.

Jingles echo-scratch the rhyme.
Notes free thinking, leaping trips.
Pop is soul, and music, time:
eternal rhythm breathes Smash Hits…

Copyright Jonathan Graham, 2013

Photo image courtesy of FanPop.com — no rights claimed by TruthExcites.com

Video of Lady Gaga and Bad Romance courtesy of YouTube.com — no rights claimed by TruthExcites.com

!!! FROM LAPLAND WITH LOVE: FELICE PASCUA E FELICE PRIMAVERA !!!

Thankyou Sun, for shining heat and light and fun for so, so long:
you cooked the street’s pneumatic beat;
you blessed the coke, and loved the throng!
you scorched Ibiza’s nineties decks,
as Twentieth Century lovers kissed:
the planet’s pulse at solar max,
on febrile, shimmering, sultry mist.

Such galactic nuclear power –
which breathes the oak
from seed to tower –
doesn’t know or give a toss
what Al Gore says our fuel should cost.

Twentieth Century ice was melted
by the hyperactive sun:
not us, nor cars, nor gas emitted,
nor by Bernie Ecclestone!

CO2 can’t warm the air –
and blaming it just isn’t fair!
Released by cars and warm conditions,
levels grow with each ignition,
up and up – yet, now, temps fall,
as brilliant Helios sets to stall.

As the fiery orb gets tired,
turns down its dial,
and chills a while,
the Earth cools, too:
its glaciers grow,
and blizzards blow –
through schools of fools,
who sit and chat about the heat –
numbed to thought by self-deceit,
as fatal frost
now scores new veins through glass and ice,
confounding myths of sweaty vice.

1645 was cold,
when shivers froze
the floods of old!
Decades died and winters grew,
with sunspots gone and summers too;
The Bank of Engand crept to life,
in frozen 1690s strife.
Now, round we come, the same again:
more summer lows and winter snow.

“You’re all to blame”, shout Warmist priests.
“We warned you of the Sooty Beast:
Until we steam in Hell (as planned)
Your life is cold – for summer’s damned!”

“…But this cold snap is just a trap,
while the arctic leaves the map –
melting into murky depths,
thus cooling flows that warmed the West:
changing weather patterns fast,
so ‘barbE’ summers never last!”

“You must”, they say, “pay carbon dues,
and sponsor windmills, built on cue –
for now, the answer’s blowing in”,
(as birds are smashed by blades that spin):
power comes from ghostly towers –
unless it’s calm for several hours,
while UNocrats debate the fate
of the world they didn’t make –

“whatever happens, it’s CO2:
it’s from your car – and so from you!”
They want your taxes – and your fear:
more and more of them, each year.
They’ve spun a yarn of humid sweat:
full of guilt and wretched sorrow.
“Now? The freeze – but soon the heat,
coming: ‘The Day After Tomorrow’…”

We knew extremist vicars quit
when they outlawed burning witches;
now coal exorcists get hits
with oppressive science fiction.

Ignore their hogwash and rejoice!
We’re Walking on the Earth tonight!
See history made, as ‘Arctic blasts’
whisper bicentennial flight,
of Nordic flakes, to drifts that last,
like myriad sparkling Christmas lights;
which lift the soul,
to twist and soar
through Solar Cycle Twenty Four;
which fly the flag for windblown white –
and heated soup and howling nights!

The Sun will chill for many years –
half a lifetime, it appears!

So sod the cheats who want your cash
to fund their G8 climate bash –
their pamplets as from brothers grim:
fraud, through fantasies of sin,
from Western witchdoctors,
who need
to blackmail people to succeed;
who yearn
to make us all believe
in blame and debt, and more regret –
that we be cowed
to pay and bow:
and never try to fathom how
a gas which once ruled frozen Earth
can now purvey a steaming curse:

or how the jetstream’s winding path —
that freezes Greece with Finland’s laugh,
as geomagnetised bends twist
from solar slumber’s cosmic waves,
and stoop 3,000 miles to kiss
Alaskan Frost to Everglades —
can vindicate said Man Made Warming,
when its models need stream flat
and pole-shifted, sliding storming
winds, from tropics, to cold lats,

in imagined, bake-faked scam,
that moves sea-lows a country North,
so counter-clockwise cyclone strands
the Eastern beasts on arctic course –
and Europe sleeps in Irish sauna,
West wind-washed, from system’s base:
drowning Christmas crystals, born to
sharpen land with frozen lace —

Yet even as the BEEB’s false heads
still blackmail joy with vulpine cries,
storm-lows are whipping South instead,
their East wind wake inviting glide
of feathered, Baltic gems that watch
the streets that, long, knew only damp,
which stamped the sleet to road-stained blotch,
and soaked, to dark, night’s moon-flaked lamp —
yet, frigid, marvelling, now inhale
the breath of Beast, as stir of white:
a silent cold that, vacuum-baled,
dries the coast with azure light —
whose herald-flakes dry gravity,
and dance, as wind-larks of the morning:
crystal witnesses, that free
world consciousness that cold is dawning;
swooping, bouncing,
soaring up,
as ghosts that hang in causal still;
Siberian dry, that lies, uncut,
in easy, fractal proof of chill,
as visitors from Starjik’s slopes,
whose flux is orchestra of truth,
and drawn, thus West, by vacuum volts,
of #MiniIceAge patterns’ proof.

Showered with sparks of drifting dreams,
a small ice-age starts now, it seems!
So power walks with wind-rapped layers,
and dance with huskies’ bright eyed runs!
Diamond mist, for years, will flare
with frigid holograms of fun!

We’ll rejoice in Helios’ lore,
and surf the snow, and live the show,
of Solar Cycle Twenty Four —
go go go GO !!!

 

Copyright Jonathan Graham, 2014

 

!!! FROM LAPLAND WITH LOVE !!!

Ignore their hogwash and rejoice!
We’re Walking on the Earth tonight!
See history made, as ‘Arctic blasts’
whisper bicentennial flight,
of Nordic flakes, to drifts that last,
like myriad sparkling Christmas lights;
which lift the soul,
to twist and soar
through Solar Cycle Twenty Four;
which fly the flag for windblown white –
and heated soup and howling nights!

The Sun will chill for many years –
half a lifetime, it appears!

So sod the cheats who want your cash
to fund their G8 climate bash –
their pamplets as from brothers grim:
fraud, through fantasies of sin;
from Western witchdoctors,
who need
to blackmail people to succeed;
who yearn
to make us all believe
in blame and debt, and more regret –
that we be cowed
to pay and bow,
and never try to fathom how
a gas, which once ruled frozen Earth,
can now purvey a steaming curse:

or how the jetstream’s winding path —
that freezes Greece with Finland’s laugh,
as geomagnetised bends twist
from solar slumber’s cosmic waves,
and stoop 3,000 miles to kiss
Alaskan Frost to Everglades —
can vindicate said Man Made Warming,
when its models need stream flat,
and pole-shifted, sliding storming
winds, from tropics, to cold lats;

in imagined, bake-faked scam,
that moves sea-lows a country North,
so counter-clockwise cyclones strand
the Eastern beasts on arctic course –
and Europe sweats in Irish sauna,
West wind-washed, from system’s base:
drowning Christmas crystals, born to
sharpen land with frozen lace —

Yet even as the BEEB’s false heads
still blackmail joy with vulpine cries,
storm-lows are whipping South instead,
as East wind wake invites the glide
of feathered, Baltic gems that watch
the streets that, long, knew only damp;
that stamped the sleet to road-stained blotch,
and soaked, to dark, night’s moon-flaked lamp —

yet, frigid, marvelling, now inhale
the breath of Beast, as stir of white:
a silent cold that, vacuum-baled,
dries the coast with azure light —
whose herald-flakes dry gravity,
and dance, as wind-larks of the morning:
crystal witnesses, that free
world consciousness that cold is dawning;
swooping, bouncing,
soaring up,
as ghosts that hang in causal still;
Siberian dry, that lies, uncut,
in easy, fractal proof of chill;
as visitors from Starjik’s slopes,
whose flux is orchestra of truth,
and drawn, thus West, by vacuum volts,
of MiniIceAge patterns’ proof.

Ski the freezing, drifting dream:
a small ice age starts now, it seems!
Fetch your coat and scarf and sledge!
Dance with huskies’ bright eyed fun!
Sparkling frost for years is pledged –
diamond holograms to stun!

We’ll rejoice in Helios’ lore,
and surf the snow, and live the show,
of Solar Cycle Twenty Four –
go go go GO!!!

Copyright Jonathan Graham, 2014