Furnaces of Ashtoreth: the Second Set of Books
Bricks in the Wall
Lo! Like a Cheshire cat our court will grin.
"Pair of Lyric Epistles" (John Wolcot, 1792)
And lo! with happy haste did the courtlings rush to whitewash away all evidence.
Thomas James Ball
The blood from the Beltane Window had hardly cleared the beest's belly when on June 15 Thomas James Ball, finally broken beyond repair by the Gynogulag, sat down in front of the Cheshire County Courthouse, poured on the gas, and lit the match.
Apparently he burned in silence, exactly as he was forced to live. Took about five minutes for the flames to overcome him and horrific as the pain was, likely he considered it nought compared to the decades-long intentional agony inflicted on him by Goddess and Homeland.
Medea and her stooges, of course, have been far too busy arranging and publicizing the "brutal and extreme rapes" of floozy, spooked-up U.S. femjournalists in Egypt and elsewhere to notice (much less cover) an actual event of oppression and gender-hate.
After all, along with fictitioius "rapes" there are Royal Weddings to delight the western woman, and endless Special Victims Unit cop shows to stroke their powerlust and imagined victimhood and k-k-kontrol, plus the daily Khronicles of the Kardashian Kunts, that the world might know which pathetic rap thug they're blowjobbing this week, and what new expensive toy they're purchased.
I could have made a phone call or two and borrowed the money. But I am done being bullied for being a man. I cannot believe these people in Washington are so stupid to think they can govern Americans with an iron fist. Twenty-five years ago, the federal government declared war on men. It is time now to see how committed they are to their cause. It is time, boys, to give them a taste of war. [emphases added]
Cheshire's next planned move was to lock Tom in their ubiquitous and profitable Mancages, so he could be tortured, demeaned, and destroyed minute by minute, as befits a representative of the Privileged Oppressors. While the boys watched baseball at the consoles and the grrl guards leered into his little cell, levelling the Playing Field after millions of years of, uh, Patriarchal Oppression.
Tom Ball is slightly more literate and expressive than the other men who suicide under similar circumstances. Often these are disguised or reported as "accidents."
One evening in April 2001, Mr. Ball suffered a momentary lapse of patience with a disobedient four-year-old daughter and slapped her face. He left the house at his wife's suggestion. When he called her a short time later, he learned that his wife – "the type that believes that people in authority actually know what they are talking about" – had called the police, who told her that her "abusive" husband wasn't permitted to sleep in his own home that night. Ball was arrested at work the following day. Under the conditions of his bail, he wasn't allowed to ask his wife what had possessed her to call the police.
Years later Ball would learn that if his wife hadn't called the police and accused her husband of abuse, she would have been arrested as an accessory – leaving the children at the mercy of New Hampshire's utterly despicable Division of Children, Youth, and Families (DCYF). . . .
From Tom Ball's death-note which although ignored by Medea seems to be the only way males are now allowed to communicate:
The rule of law is dead. Now we have 50 states with legal systems as good as any third world banana republic. Men are demonized and the women and children end up as suffering as well. . . .
The Second Set of Books originated in Washington. But the dirty deeds are being carried out by our local police, prosecutors and judges.
These are the people we pay good money to protect us and our families. And what do we get for our tax money? Collaborators who are no different than the Vichy of France or the Quislings of Norway during the Second World War. All because they go along to get along. . . .
Some where along the line I picked up the crazy notion that it is better to be dead as a free man than to live as a serf. . . .
Man bad-woman good was originally a funding raising technique. After 35 years, it has turned into official government dogma at all levels, from the local cop on the beat to the White House. Men need to be punished, restrained and retrained.
Tom Ball, properly enraged at his endless scapegoating and abuse, called for the burning of U.S. courthouses and cop shops. Understandably.
Jesus, however, peering ahead a couple millennia, advised us to be wise as serpents and gentle as doves, that our Father in heaven and his servants might have the "ammunition" to accomplish a much more thorough -- and lasting -- cleansing of the American Abomination.
"So, John said to U.S.: 'If you're gonna get that riled over a pair of foreign, lady-looking boots, we just might as well get the Ball rolling. So they went out in the middle of the street, and they took the ten steps.
And John put three holes right through that old man's chest."
"Pat Garrett and Billy the Kid"
Third Set of Books (you ain't gonna like those, Jackie)
At dawn of the biblical Third Day, nine gestated months after the millennium's concepcion, god permitted a ragtag group of Islamic men to fell two World Trade towers, and punch a hole in the Pentagon.
While full of greatness and genius, like Israel after the Solomon Split, the 20th century was increasingly satanic, especially in the West . . . culminating in the rising NWO, sub-sidized by covert Demetrian/scapegoat blood sacrifices, plus extermination of fatherhood, sonship, masculinity, and connection to god.
Only a child of Babylon, of the Matrix, can grok its methods, and then only when out -- typically a slow and agonizing process.
Once out, however uncomfy, the rituals and techniques cohere across spacetime, rather as it must have for J. S. Downard at some lifepoint. We're so inured and propagandized we don't see the slaughter around us.
Real Christians, few though they be, are much advantaged over the general public, in understanding that the race's adversaries are very real, and very powerful -- beings who hate humanity, largely from jealousy of the utterly unique "imprint" that god bestowed on the human male.
The future -- and it is a vast and glorious future -- belongs to the humble human being, not to the Big Stars. Some of the bright lights don't like that.
The backtracking shockwaves of onrushing Christ toppled the towers; in the subsequent decade, the rumblings increased, just the outer rim of the geophysical and psychic impact. God's people stir in their dark harnesses and chains. Earth braces, ottie children squeal, lightnings go out from before god's throne.
Simultaneously, antichristic signs multiply.
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 astonished and followed the beast. (Rev.)
Conjunctive events marked the ritual Opening of the Beltane Window, including the Royal Alkhemikal Wedding (high-druid officiant, Brittanic Goddess Priestess, and headwounded Prince) and the re-acsencion of the Stellar Stairway by headwounded Columbian Goddess Gabby, under power and watch of Poppy Ptah, the Opener.
Note that only one of the drakon heads (leaders or powers) is wounded, witnessed by the entire world (impossible around 70 A.D. when John transcribed Revelation); the event is sufficiently dramatic to inspire "astonishment" around the planet.
Ashtoreth was (is) the chief Semitic goddess, the astral/celestial "Queen of Heaven" associated with war, fertility, and death by fire of her sacrificial victims, including child-sacrifices. Her partner is Moloch/Milcom/Malcolm, the male agency that enables, enforces, and concretizes her wishes. Like l.d.'s old Supreme Court buddy.
According to this brief, in early June a man self-immolated in front of the Brisbane Supreme Court Complex. Reportedly he was under duress similar to Tom Ball.
Like a hungry stone idol on a Caananite hilltop grove . . . or a Cheshire County Courthouse.
Ashtoreth's root is probably t'ashshur -- a tree, likely cedar, from which comes ashuriym, box-wood.
As AF reports in Daze of Rage:
Mrs Giffords took part in a Masonic ceremony on Oct. 24 2010, the opening of a 100-yr old time capsule placed under the cornerstone of STONE AVENUE TEMPLE , now TEMPLE EMANU-EL. . . .
Along with many of the other speakers, she remarked on the diversity of the Tucson community, noting particularly the participation of the Grand Lodge of Arizona Free and Accepted Masons — whose forebears had helped lay the cornerstone — in the day’s ceremonies.
"Giffords’ father is Jewish and her mother is a Christian Scientist, and she was raised in both faiths. Her grandfather, Akiba Hornstein, changed his name to Giffords after moving from New York to Arizona. . . . [quotes nonconsecutive]
Akiba Hornstein?
Are y'all joshing ole l.d.
LOL why not just name him Devilburg or Satanstein and have done?!
Yikes.
Biblically, horns = power or spheres of influence, and figure prominently in eschatologic prophecy.
Anyway, we posted previously on Gabby Giffords' Temple Chaverim in Tucson, a "reformed congregation" headed up by "rabbi" Stephanie (Steffie) Aaron.
Aaron, brother to Moses, was high-priest during the Biblical exodus from Pharaoh and Egypt. In that office, Aaron was closest to, and had primary responsibility for, the real "box-wood" or ark.
Thus, so typical in occult and sacrificial rites, authentic persons/elements are replaced by pharonic phakes, both as mockery and as tool for sympathetic projection. . . yet another anti-rite as part of the antichristic momentum.
Tom Ball sacrificed himself in front of the Court-House, the "judgment chamber" of the goddess and her "law," dea-ley. In reality, of course, like many thousands of boys and men in America alone, he was intentionally and gleefully driven to death. As with abortion or war or the vast mancages of the Gynogulag, his life-NRG was designed for private consumption by the goddess and her well-compensated servants, airborne or earthbound.
But Tom had other ideas. A self-immolating woman in front of a American courthouse protesting, well, anything would bring instant national and international Medea attention. Heck, Lara Logan's fake-rape was paraded before the global eye for weeks.
But Tom Ball, being just another beat-dead dad, gets no coverage, much less atttendant outrage. His ashes are swept under Ashtoreth's skirt; the stained pavement in front of Temple JustSis is quickly whitewashed of melted fat, that new fatlings might be led to slaughter.
Tom Ball.
Wikipedia:
"Ba'al" can refer to any god and even to human officials . . . [also] a honorific title for heads of households or master craftsmen . . . widely used to mean the head of the household, literally 'Master of the House' and has a somewhat jocular, semi-mocking connotation.
Semi? LOL
Like so many other fathers and putative household-heads in A Mary Ka, Tom Ball received decades of abuse and mockery for his crimes of maleness and fatherhood. De-Mastered and ejected from his house by the Goddess Gulag and her govern/mental crafters.
By analog, Goddess Gabby re-ascended the Stellar Stairway before Pappy P'tah, the Opener, who is also the patron-deity of "craftsmen."
Ba'al (Ugaritic, Louve)
When Jehu came to Jezreel, Jezebel heard of it. And she painted her eyes and adorned her head and looked out of the window. And as Jehu entered the gate, she said, “Is it peace, you Zimri, murderer of your master?” And he lifted up his face to the window and said, “Who is on my side? Who?” Two or three eunuchs looked out at him. He said, “Throw her down.” So they threw her down. And some of her blood spattered on the wall and on the horses, and they trampled on her. (2 Kings 9)
Sorry we let you down, Thomas James. He who made you will raise you up again. If he doesn't, it won't be because l.d. didn't ask.
Take a long, careful look at that brick wall you built, Jezzie. Your turn is coming.