Da Black Whole

Friday, April 13, 2012

Please Excuse Our Construction

original photo, above: Aferrismoon

April is sacred to Venus, probably the pan-archaic "goddess" depicted descending the masonic staircase to sublunar incarnation -- perhaps from Sirius, or Antares, or elsewhere in the fallen heavens.

On April 11, 1970, Apollo 13 launched at 13:13 Central Standard Time from Kennedy Space Center, intending a lunar landing.  The mission subsequently aborted.

On April 1st the Egyptians celebrated "Hathor's" birthday, and the Romulans  Romans ven-erated Venus via The Veneralia, or Hilaria, ecstasizing over the "resurrection" of their crop/sex/fertility god, Attis . . . prototypical Cerelean Mother-son gig.  JFK year-king cycles.

The Saxons embraced her as Eostre or Ostara, dedicating April to her.  She lends her name to modern Easter.

Obamas with Elizabeth II at Buckingham Palace -- April 1, 2009

photo credit: Wikipedia

What appears an unremarkable -- heck outright boring -- State Visit is actually a pilgrimage by the Idserpent of the United States and bosslady Michelle to the Queen Mother of the Planet.

Recapitulation of the way Things Have Always Been.  Nothing subdues the Herd like ritual.

Mights well be 3,000 B.C. on some Danite hilltop . . . homage to the "Queen of Heaven" uploaded from terra Queen-Mother, Elizabeth Alexandra Mary.

Charles, Elizabeth's son, is Prince of Wales, and through sub-goddess Diana sired Harry.  These latter are Princess (deceased) and Prince of Wales.

Diana's death carried strong sex-magical, crop-fertility overtones -- nothing like Dealey Plaza, but unmistakeable nonetheless.  The emblem of Wales is the Red Dragon.

The Stone of Scone is the lithic marker of Scot/Brit royalty.  On April 11, 1951, it was "relocated" from Westminister Abbey to Arbroath Abbey -- part of the false machinations.  But as you'll see, not everything about April 11 is as phake as pharaoh.

Biblically, the Red Dragon is a satanic creature, described in Revelation lying in wait to "devour" the Eternal Church at its instant of birth.  Christ's Millennium to establish the Kingdom of the Father on Earth would thus never occur.

No tribes = no church = no Advent.

In Spring Groundbreaking: Wah Ha Call of March 20, 2012, we soldered the 7.4 Oaxaca, Mexico trembler to the Spring Fling vacation of First Daughter Malia Obama in Oaxaca state, Mexico . . . publically financed, classmates in tow.

Quake latitude? 16.662.

Luna to Kore.  Hell.  O.

Spring Groundbreaking reported that six minutes before the Wah-ha-can  Wobble of 7.4, a 6.2 popped Papua, Indonesia.  During his November, 2010, visit to his Indonesian homeland, Mount Merapi erupted, and Pharaobama fled the archipelago.  Pop-topped.

Cap o' the Class, Indonesia

Spring Groundbreaking quoted the website God's Geography :

The most obvious feature about the Indonesian serpent is that it is broken into many pieces, especially the tail, and the head is broken in two. This illustrates that the Serpent is already sentenced to death (Revelation 20:10).

. . . and we added:

The "God's Geography" author intuits Indonesian vulcanism, tectonics, and tsunami as elements of occulted spiritual warfare with elements topographically revealed. Discussion of the serpent's broken head recalls Gabby Giffords and the Tucson Safeway on Oracle Road.

The Broken Serpent embeds the topography of Indonesia, disseminated in the soil, sprawling upon his riches wounded, shaken . . . but living still.  Indonesia, where Obama spent years six through ten, groomed as acolyte of the Goddess by Asset Anne Dunham, his nutcase fem-Marxist mommy.

 Spring Groundbreaking concluded:

The planet is being taken back.  One rattle at a time.

Jesus prophsied "earthquakes in diverse places" as "birth pangs" of his Second Coming, mirroring seismicity immediately before his emergence from the tomb in Matthew 28 -- the resurrection after First Advent:

In the end of the sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other Mary to see the sepulchre.

And, behold, there was a great earthquake: for the angel of the Lord descended from heaven, and came and rolled back the stone from the door, and sat upon it.

His countenance was like lightning, and his raiment white as snow:

And for fear of him the keepers did shake, and became as dead men.

Easter Sunday, the day on which Christians celebrate Christ's resurrrection, was April 8 this year.

On April 11 -- the Third Day following -- the world rocked and rolled.

Shakedowns included:

*  Sumatra, Indonesia, twin quakes -- 8.6 followed closely by an 8.2 aftershock.  As l.d. mentioned at AF's blog the day prior, God sends out servants in pairs.

*  A 6.0 in the North Indian Ocean, and a 6.5 in Michoacan, Mexico -- doubling the Oaxacan quake, and cementing the Obama-connection

*  A 4.5 in the Easter Island Region

*  a 5.9 off the Oregon coast (little dynamo's neighborhood)

*  On April 12, the Gulf of California absorbed 6.2 and a 6.9 shocks.  Again: twins.

24 Hours of Big Quakes

The April 11 crackers are directly related (etiologically by spirit, not just seismologically) to the 9.2 quake and tsunami on December 26, 2004, in Sumatra, Indonesia . . . pointedly, the day after celebration of Christ's birth, a fact which can't be discussed further.  Yet.

What can be said is that the footsteps of the King echo across this planet, growing resonant, giving the Old Girl jellyknees.  The atmospheres and the stones undulate at approach.

If you wanna build a highway, you've got to spade up a few rocks.  His landing strip is our broken and humbled hearts.   

Old things, deep-rooted in Earth, are sore dislodged.  Great continental horns overpower and enslave the saints, commandeer empires; Sumatran serpents cling to fading principalities, claws dug into planetary mantle. 

So . . . perhaps a bit of dust and fuss during clean-up.  It'll be worth it when you see the new place!

The Orientals say 2012 is the Year of the Dragon.

Perhaps he's slipping?

Happy April 11!

Scoop, Muck and Dizzy and Roley too
Lofty and Wendy join the crew
Pilchard and Bird, Travis and Spud
Playing together like good friends should

Bob and his friends have so much fun
working together they get the job done

Bob the Builder!
Can we fix it?
Bob the Builder!
Yes we can!

(Paul Joyce)



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