Playing Dumb

See, it’s this type of “Golly gee, McGee we don’t know what the heck happened, but it happened” intelligence insulting article that I find revolting.

This is about an institute reporting on abortion declines and dismissing the recent outlawing of abortion as a trivial motivator.
I don’t cart around a big brain, like the alleged people at this alleged institute, but I was pretty sure a very big portion of the declines had to do with that recent and sudden reversal in law.
Instead, it references to what it believes is the “real” reason-the availability of contraceptives due to laws requiring the coverage of birth control via workplace insurance.
Well, fine..

We each have our own opinions as to why the abortion rates are drastically down.
It’s this constant “Who me? What?” eyelash batting innocence being played in print AGAIN that riles the spirit.
It’s salt packed in deep on top of the gashes of “underlying” insults.

Like insults regarding the human female population and the notion of us acting upon our own choices as being considered absurd or unthinkable. That we’re so incapable of budgeting to bother buying our own condoms with our own cash or that we wouldn’t have bothered using them unless encouraged by outside “help and instructions”.

I guess it’s a miracle any of us scratch up enough cash to purchase our own tampons or Q-tips.

The  worst insults are the vague “speculations” on “possible” this-s and “unlikely” that-s.
As this so called “institute” is affiliated with several United Nations spawned entities, it’s hardly what one may call “in the dark” on this issue.
Especially when manipulating population numbers across the world is a project that the United Nations has been planning on, implementing and mandating laws over, nurturing and monitoring for well over 60 years.

This “playing stupid”…..It’s unseemly.

With the article closing with some psycho-suggestive statistic of one in four women destined for an abortion in her lifetime.

Yet we still have to listen to them persist on pretending situations are as much of a surprise to them as they are to us…no matter how many decades of panels, speeches, discussions and intensive strategies we can see they have tucked under their belt.


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Especially when discussions involved off the wall suggestions at controlling our numbers from so-called experts. One example being “The Population Bomb”.
They are the types of suggestions that not many people would easily forget.
(Although the Earned Income Tax credit suggestion was one of the suggestions that some may be interested to know came to fruition.)



(If the pics aren’t visible, I included a few excerpts from one of many United Nation’s conferences on global population stats and strategies, along with excerpts from co-author Paul Erlich’s book “The Population Bomb” from 1969. )

In his book, Paul expressed everything from annoyance and impatience to disgust re inaction on “appropriate birth and death rate” controls.
He lays out specific strategies and suggestions, with a steady flow of alarmist interjections. It’s an interesting read on two levels:

1-The fact that he expressed some rather nasty ideas a long time ago which have not come back to haunt him. Not like the rest of us little people, who are getting “horsewhipped” (lost jobs, forced apologies, humiliated, et cet.) for much more trivial things said/done twenty or thirty years ago.

2-The fact that his doom and gloom predictions never came true.

From slipping sterilants into our foods to convincing the public that research into curing cancer and other illnesses for the old would be a waste of time and be a hindrance to the welcoming of young life.




However, he didn’t have to worry too long…
For as one can see, soon after “Population Bomb”s publication ..


(from a personal copy of a 1970 World Book)
..the population machine was finally greased and rolling, with a happily grinning UN hunched over the controls.
Where they finally got the chance to cease stomping their poor indignant feet on the cold ground..onto the softer and much more comfy surface of our  faces.

Anyone with at least one eye and a half decent intelligence can see how much work has been invested over seventy years by these “people” on all things to do with producing babies. That is if one can put in the legwork and actually read any one of the many transcripts from population conferences and “women’s rights” conferences.

(Well, if the links aren’t missing, broken or out on some really long lunch breaks at the “404” like

The World Conference of the United Nations Decade for Women in Copenhagen

or The World Conference of the International Women’s Year

One might get lucky and find them never knows)


The point has been proven and forced well past their eager population desires. There’s no need to play games.

It would just be nice if these “findings” and time wasting “speculations” could stop.

It’s like looking at a silly toddler, chocolate slathered all over his grinning mug while constantly insisting he has no idea why the cookie jar is empty.
It’s pathetic.
Especially when the child damned well knows that he faces no punishments and has no authorities watching over him.

photo By pressmaster

WHO is Asking For WHAT?

Crow sitting on a gravestone silhouette abstract background.
They’ve been asking us if we’re ready for a major flu pandemic.
It doesn’t even seem as if it matters (the question) or not.

They’ve been studying and strategizing for it so long (as with all else, without minding us of course) …I’m surprised they even wasted the digital ink to address it.

From research…

To everyone on earth being obligated to do as they say when the time finally arrives. Whether we trust them or not and whether we despise being forced under their rule while we’re suffering or not….

photo By Dark Illusion


Prickles and Goo-Authorities and You

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There is something vital that we need to learn and need to teach our children.


In our journey ahead (of diminished individual rights and upended truths) it needs to be stressed that the current scientific authorities are no more deserving of our continued and automatic respect than the tyrannical and unjust religious authorities that we “grew out and away from”.

If we seriously want a chance for our young to exist as free citizens again, we need to address our attitudes regarding our “authorities” and the damage being wrought on us by them… which is not that different from the dark and abusive times of The Inquisition.

With differences being..
Us being hunted down and singled out to answer to and atone for our “lack of mental soundness”, instead of a religious “lack of faith”.
(Although we are being slandered and threatened for refusing to have faith in what they demand us to have faith in.)
Those expressing themselves against The System (especially males) being persecuted out in the open in the same manner as “witches” and heretics had been. With a public looking on and doing precious little aside from blindly agreeing or jeering.
We no longer hear the screams from tortured limbs being stretched and torn out of sockets, but there are plenty of outcries from wives, husbands, children and parents whose lives are being savaged and ripped to shreds; manipulated with the help of Media, under command from deceitful and/or misled “universal experts”.
With more- vague- than- legitimate, one-sided “studies” being shoved into our faces and snide brush-offs serving as replies to our questions- actions akin to the long ago enforced “holy instructions from God” and the dismissive waving of jeweled papal gloves in response to pleadings for mercy.

For those too young to appreciate that we once had a Bill of Rights that worked in our favor, it’s that sort of emotional and social tyranny which made our “freedom of speech” a priority declaration-so human beings would no longer have to fear for their lives over the condition of their infinitely flavored, flexible and fluid words, thoughts and opinions.

To be punished for words you no longer believe in because you matured or forcing you to “pay” for thoughts you expressed in a rare fit of anger, haste or even drunkenness……means that the Punisher is declaring that you aren’t expected to change, grow or evolve in ANY direction.

And to prove that point ,you will be punished “no matter what” along with the very notion of a human being  ABLE to change ..stomped into oblivion for future generations.

The fact that you grew away from certain ideas, changed view on certain preferences or developed into a better person after years of work….will not matter.

Only rocks, books and shoes can’t grow or change. Things.

If nature had intended for a human life to be a life of being punished for simply being a human being…any fool would appreciate what a waste of time our creation would have been.

There’s no time in this space (nor do I have the heart) to start listing the pains, ills, discomforts, upsets, confusions and violence we’ve been forced into suffering because of our blind trust in these what are termed as “prickle” sorts (within the included excerpt).
These “prickles” are going to puncture and bleed us dry on account of us being too gullible and “gooey”.

Alan Watts was a respected contemporary of these “authorities”; those who now clutch the keys to the kingdom in their tight fists-playing “god and master” and lording over human conditions which they themselves suffer deep and obvious deficits.

The presented section comes after he explains the history of how they (academic/scientific elites) came to secure a world’s confidence.

After centuries of suffering Religious overseers and the mythology of their “rights” to steer humankind in the ways they saw fit, the alternative philosophies Science offered seemed a naturally saner and more secure bet.
Within the neighborhood of a century or so, we’ve obviously come to find out just how painful bad bets can be.

We need to groom a solid sense of confidence into our young.
So they can at least avoid the shame of bowing their heads to other mere humans. Humans who don’t have the decency to act respectfully nor care to be humane to us because of this rigid insistence on us being “just things” that only They can “set right”.

We can start doing this, that is, if enough of us still have enough courage and common sense to do so.
If we hold any sort of concern for our children’s future Wellbeing. Or for their ability to love and be loved.

If the System can have the audacity to teach our children that our teachings as “old fashioned laws” are “long passed their time”.. then it’s our duty to stress how complete and total subservience to other mortal humans (re control over matters concerning one’s body and mind) is as primitive as it gets..

…and is the very last thing that our forefathers bled and died for.. in wars they were marched into… under the guarantees that they were doing so as protectors of their children’s “future freedoms”.

It’s the best gift I’ve given myself in a long time..if not from over the course of my entire
lovely and lousy… brilliant and bumbling….victorious and victimized…and mostly blessed and lucky lifetime.
Out of Your Mind: Essential Listening from the Alan Watts Audio Archives

A Petition Worth Writing

Sad little boy being hugged by his mother at home. Parenthood, Love and togetherness concept.

I suspect that the link at the end of this post is a “clever” way to get our people to “accept” the overhaul of some universal judicial system, as was mentioned by the “mysterious” messages carved into the dreadful Georgia Guidestones in 1980.


Considering how our voices have been muted to the laws, politicians and the world of “authorities” in general, the issue of our men and boys being socially brutalized onto sex offender lists without challenge nor the protections “we as a people” once upon a time had…
I would crawl my nude, wretched and fat carcass across broken glass to the devil…if I thought it would help our brothers and sons in any way towards getting rid of or drastically alleviating this blatant injustice against them.

For this is the way in wars; sometimes a glimmer of hope for negotiations opens.

The very worst that could happen is a continuance of the issue and a few more snickers snickered from the dark corners.

It’s better than not trying at all. They are our children, after all.
I pray we can remember that.

photo By Siam

Fantasy Flash Mob

Concert crowd with young girl having fun at indoor comcert with lights and smoke.

I just had a chuckle over an imaginary story scene.

I imagined thousands of people holding each others’ hands high in the air,
singing in unison to Loverboy’s 80s hit “Turn Me Loose”.

The chuckle bit?

It has to do with my imagining it happening in front of a United Nations protest over ongoing control and legislating over human sex lives-and all other things  directly or vaguely associated. Re their inherited and newly formed strategies and laws of  “population management” and the crafting of a better behaved human being, to their exclusive and “oh so wise” specifications.

It’s a flash mobby sort of fantasy where the folks finally get to plead against progressively worsening, maniacal and multiple schemes running and ruining their lives .

When the pain and irreversible damages are clearly seen as far outweighing the benefits of a “better- world- operated -by- better -men- via -beneficent- enslavement” lunacy.

With the crowd getting louder at certain verses-like this one
“..making love to whomever I please…”

Well, it beats shedding tears over it..again.

photo By cornfield

Black Factory Tempo

Vintage metronome, on a dark background.

“Me ,never thee”
“Me, never thee”
The clinking and clanking upon rickety
rails carrying cargo of those born sans a heart,
where the soulless arrive and the forlorn depart.

“Me, never thee”
“Me, never thee”
From the hollowed-out chests there beats nothing..
You see.
Though there stirs a vibration-a hypnotic thrum
as they tap the stressed flesh of our skin on the drum.

“Me, never thee”
“Me, never thee”
Crashing and booms of dark machinery.
From mechanical hands of automaton trolls
to hooked tips of their noses where beads of sweat roll..
to dangle like tears freshly squeezed from dry eyes.
Yet the fact they keep grinning…
shouldn’t come as surprise.

“Me, never thee”
“Me, never thee”
Sounds the bell
in the hell of this black factory.

by Ramsy

photo by kkolosov


Dear Media, Not That You Care..Just So You Know.

Pig in the mud on a farm in Finland

For the pigs on this Animal Farm, Media.
There is no fouler thing than using these deaths..over the recent screams of broken hearted mothers and the fresh tears that fathers are drowning in at this very minute..
as incendiary socio-political propaganda..
..and to spread this constant slander against MEN ; many who fight and have fought for this country( when “masculinity” is considered a “patriotic duty”) who end up being sent back home used and broken ..back to having their very nature systematically spit on..



Kicked. Blatantly mocked and shamed.

By you.
Your sort of nerve, Media, is as raw as the yellow is putrid running thru your rotten and collective spine.
Not that you care..Just so you know.

photo By sokko_natalia

Regeneration of a Demon Tree

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It reminds me of the influence of The System on four generations of young children-this forced hybrid fence and tree monstrosity.

The metal representing all of the ugliness and obscene harshness filtered throughout their psyches. The tree representing the children.. or rather , what remains of childhood.

The wire seems to weave in and out of the woody flesh but it’s the tree that ended up doing the hard work of growing around it and despite it.


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With unforgiving punctures and what look like surreal organic bandages, the effects of the fence appear all over in ghastly and glamorous exaggerations.


If the mind’s eye is utilized “just so” one can even spot an ironic side view of what appears to be a demon, forever imprinted and worked into the surface.

I was repulsed and hypnotized by it at the same time.
My heart also ached in the strangest way when I looked at the leaves.


As if their home wasn’t a mauled and mutilated chunk; stuck forever with a cruel and cold partner it never wanted..
As if they still sprung from the once long and healthy limbs that used to grow towards the sky..
From arms no longer there.. since workers yanked and sawed the poor things away from the equally violent intentions of the fence.

The beauty of those gorgeous and perfectly formed leaves.
No matter how ugly and violent and cruel of a life their mother had to endure..
No matter how the scenery changed around them..

My heart ached over the damages done to our children, to us, over several decades by a system. This fence with barbed wire running along the top- illustrating all too perfectly the undiscussed and unchallenged condition of our existence.

It also ached with a strange sort of joyful assurance.. about a future that most of us may never live long enough to see.

It’s a feeling of joy which came from this reminder of the magical resilience of Nature.

It’s about seeds carried into the future and a beautiful regeneration which won’t require inadequate human hands nor be left permanently damaged by the insane human minds of a System..which had no business being set up where it was set up in the first place.

photos © Ramsy 2019

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