Spell 42 : Here Comes The Sun (The Beatles)

Dale of Silvermoon, CO Colony – The New Year beginning in 2016, as modern humans reckon time, is a truly bright one for multimedia artist and White Wizard, Patrick Michael Mooney.

Towards the end of 2014, with a clear vision given to him by the Faery Queen (The Lady Zara Heimdall) that they were to relocate their Base of Operations (BOO)to the Four Corners region of the former United States, Patrick set out to craft a powerfully monumental magickal spell, a slew of them actually, to open the way for this necessary transition to occur.

Leaving Neulandel, the Faery Kingdom located in the colony of Virginia somewhere close to the internationally-known Monroe Institute, was a bittersweet assignment, for in those blessed lands Patrick lived a life as great as any king or man of supreme fortune who ever walked upon the Earth.

He worked for no man, had hundreds of acres of a beautiful forested estate at his personal disposal, and lived in the company of Gods, Goddesses, Faeries, Devas and so many other wondrous beings from the worlds beyond most human apprehension and comprehension. He had many friends among the animals there, too, who came to speak with him because he heard their language.

Beyond all this, he had come to know LOVE, both in its truly divine and its erotic, passionate, romantic expressions. All of LIFE reveled with him there in those beautiful lands. The time in Neulandel was a celebration of the Soul that seemed like it could go on forever. Each of the five years he had spent there was full and delicious, and Patrick savored the flavors of this divine banquet that was certainly worthy of a Son of Pan.

Just as Aragorn and the Fellowship of The Ring had to leave the safe confines of Rivendell and Lothlorien to achieve the ultimate satisfaction of their courageous endeavors; so too, did Patrick and Oksana have their work to do in the open lands where the phony war on terror still held sway in the minds of humans living in the echoing shock wave of Sauron’s dark magic. The time in Neulandel was for healing and nurturing. Patrick had survived the Yewish war on terror and saw through its dangerous illusions. He had met and fell in love with and married a Queen of The Sidhe. Furthermore, DEATH was in love with the wizard Mooney. There was nothing to fear, but plenty of work to do!

Mooney’s I Get a Kick Out of Kickstarter, a personal tribute to a fellow Hudson County, New Jersey colony native, Frank Sinatra only generated a smattering of donations. That spell was immediately followed up with the marathon work, Kickstarter Web-a-Thon™ and Solstice Celebration, which added a song-a-day to Artificial Intelligence’s playlist, and sent tickles up The Sister’s web. Though it did little to elevate his fortunes or alleviate the tight financial straits he found himself in, Patrick was paid handsomely with joyous creative breakthroughs in his art and priceless spiritual moments of personal growth and wonder.

But while failing to generate a friendly and supportive HUMAN audience for his melodious prayers of peace and truth, Patrick’s voice continues to enjoy a David Hasselhoff in Germany kind of success in the Faery Realms. As Patrick and Oksana labored on Earth to bring new creations of love into life through Rainbow Bridge Studios, other forces and guides were slowly preparing the way for a safe and enjoyable passage out West, under the protection of The Powers of The Crystal City.

Eleven months after those sonic spells were cast, Heimdall, with the Blessings of Thor, Freya and Odin, opened the way from one magical land to the other.  Neulandel will never be missed, for Patrick and Oksana drank so deeply of its beauty that it is now a part of their Souls and informs the beating of their hearts.  And just like when the higher world opened up to them both on the ancient lands of Ireland, this new Dale of Silvermoon holds a captivating richness for this loving couple to mine.

In celebration for this magical accomplishment, Patrick felt it was appropriate to begin the fourth year of his Decade of Love (2012-2022) with a Karaoke Cover™ of Here Comes the Sun, from the immense catalog of hits by The Beatles.  Here’s the dedication:

“The Four Corners region gets an incredible amount of sunshine throughout the year, usually around 300 days. In the ancient times, this was an important place for tracking the movements of our celestial brothers and sisters. With all the spectacular views and deeply grounded ceremonial magic held within these lands, I KNOW that my art, my life and my love is going to soar to new levels this year and beyond. May the Lord of The Eagles make it so.

John Lennon often gets a lot of credit for being a spiritual leader of sorts, especially after he left The Beatles and emerged as a solo artist. But I find that I also resonate very strongly with George Harrison’s contributions to the group. You could feel an uncomplicated joy in his devotional music.  Sunlight and Truth are a lot like that…uncomplicated.

Here’s to you and yours seeing things more clearly in the coming year, and knowing the way to your own happiness. I hope everyone continues to follow along and add to the Decade of Love, in a way that is personally inspiring and meaningful to you.”

Spell 42. The Hitchhiker Prophecy come true. Closer now comes… Arthur Danu.

Unlearning 1.0 (Dummy by Nature?)

The late, great, Robert Anton Wilson, a still revered author and magician, was a passionate advocate of the Cosmic Schmuck principle, which he states rather honestly and humbly below.

“My cosmic schmuck principle holds that if you occasionally notice that you’ve been thinking or acting like a cosmic schmuck, you will become less of a cosmic schmuck, and the more often you notice that you’re thinking and acting like a cosmic schmuck, the less of a cosmic schmuck you become. On the other hand, if you never, never, never suspect you might be thinking or acting like a cosmic schmuck, you will remain a cosmic schmuck for the rest of your life.”

Schmuck.  It sounds worse than Fuck.  It is.  Its origin is the Yiddish way of calling someone a Dick.  For a Jew, that means wanting to slice off the foreskin of your penis, just so you never forget that GOD OWNS YOU…BITCH.  And who is the group that speaks most vocally for GOD these days?  Who pulls the levers behind all the world’s religions and drives them into a frothing, apocalyptic, end times ecstasy?  Why the GAONIM, of course.

Never heard of them?  Of course, you haven’t.  They wear a cloak of invisibility right out in the middle of broad daylight, for all to see, with today’s lesson in magick being brought to you by the letter “G”.

Back to the word and the philosophic principle now immortally married forever.  Schmuck also means Fool, especially the contemptible kind.  One feels no remorse for a schmuck when bad fortune arrives because there is the feeling that he deserved it by bringing it on to himself with poor thinking or boorish behavior.

So Wilson puts forth the idea that a life without self-reflection is a life that’s really difficult to live with.  It’s a very New York way of translating the very high wisdom of Aristotle to the ignorant masses.

And herein lies the great question of my human existence,

“How is it, especially in this day and Age of unparalleled technological breakthrough, that there is still such a condition in our societies as “ignorant masses”?

This question ultimately burned a hole right into the pre-fabricated life Others had made for me.    In 2003, when I first wrote Dummy by Nature?, I was being driven furiously mad by the information that my life was being decided by third parties not interested in my human values at all.  To them, I was a voiceless slave.  I can write and speak out against the situation all I want.  To Them, it is the mere bleating of a sheep; a sheep that will many times be fleeced and most definitely, finally slaughtered, at the most profitable moment.

As the recently departed David Bowie once sang in collaboration with Queen’s Under Pressure,

“It’s the terror of knowing what this world is about.  Watching my good friends scream LET ME OUT!”

OUT.  Sounds like Freedom to me.  Most people who suffer through Life take freedom to mean Death, or at least pray that that is what Death truly is. 

That’s quite an interesting facet of human life; this tendency of ours to wish for death.  But Death is not freedom.  It is transformation.  Whether that transformation is FREEING, or even more deeply CAPTIVATING, is determined by the CHOICES BEING MADE in the OPERATIONAL AWARENESS of the INDIVIDUATED CONSCIOUSNESS.  That’s YOU.

Is that YOU a DUMMY or is it DIVINE? 

If YOU ARE DIVINE, then the task of living is to ultimately come to terms with YOURSELF and to learn to TRUST in your own loving wisdom and power.  You will find that all the strings that have been pulled in your life were initiated by you and for you, and carried out by the agencies and offices of The Universe that You, in your own brilliance, love, wisdom and power, set in motion for your own pleasure.  Enjoy the ride for lifetimes to come.  Unless you want to forget, that is.

It’s the forgetful part of our natures that cause us to be harsh with ourselves and others, leading to the creation of hurtful words like Schmuck, Dummy and Goy.  It’s the purposefully ignorant parts of ourselves that endlessly subject our beautiful lives to external authorities that blare out of all forms of mass miscommunication.

You put those external authorities there.  You can fire them at any time, too.

I will admit to being a bit of schmuck in my own unlearning process these many years on.  Mr. Wilson also had another great teaching that took me awhile to learn:

TRUTH is non-simultaneously apprehended.

That means we don’t all “get it” at the same time.  But knowledge of the Divine reminds us of the fact that WE ALL DO GET IT EVENTUALLY.  For if God is indeed inside of each and every one of us, and God is no Dummy…then perfect peace and happiness is only a matter of TIME.

So do not worry about the fact that chemtrails are raining poison down into the very eco-systems upon which all our lives depend.  Do not bother yourselves that the former USA is caught up in the most horrific genocide since its people wiped out over 12 million Native Americans off the face of Turtle Island.  Let your heart not be troubled by the deliberate destruction of our food supply, or the intentional damage being done to your children’s immune systems and psyches through toxic vaccinations and religious circumcisions.  Forget all the talk about freedom and happiness and stupid things like rights and civil liberties.

If you are a DUMMY, then you will always be at the mercy of those pulling your strings, Illuminati or otherwise, even if the string-pulling is accomplished by harmful technotronic devices like television sets, which have been pumping behavior inducing patterns into living rooms and bedrooms for decades now.  You’ll never be able to turn off those sets and stop drinking your fluoridated water and start thinking for yourself.

You’ll rarely step out in Nature without an electronic device implanted on you somewhere.  You’ll miss all the beautiful tweets that the Gods can send you in the language of animal totems and naturally awesome signs because you’ll be looking into that shiny screen, waiting for it to tell you the next thing to think about.

You won’t care, You Big Dummy, as Redd Fox and all the other very talented actors who live inside that flat-screen wonderland steal your life away, one laugh and endless commercials at a time.  Your high-fructosed fat ass will absolutely love the hopeless inertia you feel as your body begins to age and become even more powerless to break away from the TV screen.  And once your Dummy self gets a hold of some virtual reality blinders, you may as well put your spiritual evolution in cryogenic storage, for it won’t be long until you find your body there, too.  Welcome to the Matrix of Dummy Immortality.

And when you, at the time of your own choosing, finally decide to TASTE the GRAIL of TRUE IMMORTALITY, then REMEMBRANCE will come to you, and you will be a Dummy no more.

For me, it will be a grand delight to see the day when a great multitude on this planet consciously accept and embrace their own divinity and create a world that truly inspires everyone to give their best living efforts to the glory of LIFE itself. 

While those days may seem far off, the fact that they have been SEEN means that it will come to pass.  As a divine being in my own right, I will it so, and speed its manifestation with every breath of the mortal lifeform I’m building it with right now. 

I again invite your participation.

DUMMY BY NATURE?
Humans Stuck on Their Physical Selves

(10-20-03) – The great voice of modern out-of-body pioneers, Robert Monroe, used to teach those who sought the OBE (out-of-body experience) an affirmation which began with the sentence,

“I am more than my physical body.”

As my own personal unlearning journey proceeds, the understanding imparted in that affirmation takes on deeper and deeper relevance. Confined to the perception that Who We Are ends at our skin, many humans continue to flounder in an earth-bound existence replete with struggle and powerlessness. It is clear that almost all of us are dummies of one kind or another.

Before your ego takes offense to what was just written, first look at the definition for this rather insightful word.  According to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, the word “dummy” has, as one of its meanings;

 One seeming to act independently, but in reality, controlled by another.

It is hard for most people to imagine themselves as dummies, especially since we espouse to live in a world that promotes freedom and individuality. Yet this is the exact nature of the con that allows the few to rule the many.  As long as we seem free, it is quite easy to be manipulated into doing the will of another.

This observation is easily verified by those studying the actions of the United States throughout its history.  The nation with the most “freedom” has economically and violently subdued most of the world since its constitutional birth only a short 214 years ago, becoming the world’s first, and now only, superpower. The rapid amalgamation of power has garnered the concern and sometimes hatred of many across the globe despite the seemingly good-natured ends to which this power claims to be exercised in favor of.  Delusional U.S. citizens are dumbfounded by this conundrum.

While Europeans may consider themselves more astute in worldly affairs than Americans, they are no less the dummies for it.  Having broken the shackles of oppressive monarchies in the 19th century, many Europeans now consider themselves free as well.

Few realize that protesting the US aggressions in the Middle East will only serve to empower the legitimacy of the United Nations, which itself is another tool in the Elite’s control of the planet. The creeping authority of the European Union also signals the further removal of representation from the local vote.

Here is where the unlearner must begin to look beyond the physical events per se and try to discern the invisible signs and signals of our collective and individual experiences.  Failing to do this will leave us screaming at the apparent injustice of one global event after another, when the actual truth of the matter seems to be that the “universe” or any other larger power you feel is in control, really couldn’t give a rat’s ass as to what happens on this planet.

Time and again we as a power species have used our extraordinary abilities to destroy each other so that the few can live in the lap of luxury at the expense of the many.  Even the high minded ideals put forth by modern democracies have done little to change the nature of this game.  All that democracy has done is to allow us to kid ourselves that we are somehow better off than past forms of controlling societies.  In actuality, the control is still there but is now ingeniously hidden from the programmed eye.

Those on my mailing list know that I am writing this editorial from a secluded ranch in Los Alamos, New Mexico, where I am also completing my first book, The American Messiah (editors note: this was the original working title of what became The Book of Danu a decade later).

I mention this little trivia only because it serves to illustrate the point I am making about dummies.  Los Alamos is a city that has the highest concentration of PhDs of anywhere in the world.  The super majority of those minds have been bent on creating weapons of mass destruction and control since they first gifted the world with the atom bomb nearly 60 years ago.  Here we have another example of supposedly free humans deciding to use their extraordinary abilities to aid the suppression of their brethren in other places throughout the globe.

What the dummy often fails to inquire for himself is the one question that could supposedly set him free; WHY?  The potential power of this question is lost if it is focused on the external events being perceived with the five physical senses.  Fixated on the unseen, the question has the ability to introduce the questioner to the TRUE architect of one’s life; the Higher Self.

The answers you receive to these questions will have their greatest value only to you.  Why you have decided to place your powerful self on a planet seemingly isolated from other intelligent life in the universe; where a control structure exists to prevent you from realizing those powers; only you can tell.

One thing is certain; the present situation will not change on this planet until one admits that they are a dummy Denial is the first reaction to any great truth when someone has been living in a matrix of illusions.  But if one is willing to accept their apparently free condition as false, then the strings of control that have been guiding you will begin to become detectable and visible.  At that moment, the dialogue can begin as to why your life has taken the road it has.

You may even gain the ability to influence the part of you that has been “pulling the strings”.  In the very least, you will have an understanding of yourself that has been hidden from you since your birth. The power of that understanding can change your life in an instant; empowering you to craft a life on your terms.  No matter what that life might look like, isn’t that a fun reason for being here?

WHOSE LIFE ARE YOU LIVING?

Poetograph 339…Closer to The Truth of Me

Poetograph 339...Closer to the Truth of Me
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

CLOSER TO THE TRUTH OF ME

There’s a woman inside of me. Known before eternity.

Strong and Mighty!

Because of Her, I Am free. Gained back my memory.

Sing Joyfully!

Birthed from a place of Harmony. No longer lonely.

Shining Brightly!

This She-Hulk under my bulk, the one that moves my ass, all fawn-like;
I dig her a lot. She doesn’t skulk. We sway; the way We play, Pan’s pipe!
In this quadrant which we walk, or fly, we meet by gaze of inner sight!

No force of strength breach the walls that surround!

Bounded Holy Ground!

But force of Will, guided by the Love We instill,

does show the way around!

For when you listen to our wisdom, you find the Path not found!

There are worlds where peace is plenty; long-lived lives full of merry.
You can’t get there in a hurry, or by having thoughts of worry;

those will send you in a flurry, to the worlds ruled by despair.

You must embrace our deepest trust, and accept all consequence;
like a canvas does the brush, on the way to a masterpiece,

whose sequence of strokes,

if RUSHED, would show a lack of care.

Man love Woman. Woman Love Man.

We mean the ONE hidden inside. UNDERSTAND!

Combine your Power in the Holy Hour

when you Wake and DO COMMAND;

that NATURE love You like the MOTHER

of a KING that SERVES the LAND.

When you know that you are HEARD, and live among the WYRD,

WE APPEAR.

No longer one of the HERD, following the voices of FEAR,

you DISAPPEAR;

rhyming out OUR WORD, for a FUTURE that will HEAR,

loud and clear!

This is closer to the Truth of me.

Poetograph 338…Eagle Journey

Poetograph 338...Eagle Journey
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

EAGLE JOURNEY

I called the Lord of Eagles and asked Him for a ride.
Through the parted mists He came and dragged me toward the skies.
“Show me where I’ve missed the plan or still need work to do.
Heal me of the hurts I’ve caused and prepare me for what’s new!”

High above my lifetime, we soared to the space where Times are Strands,
woven through the lifetimes by the thoughts of Every Man.
There I saw a time that seems so long ago ,
but was vibrant as my lifetime that I had barely left below.
On other sides and angles were various strands of me,
acting out so many roles on the stage of “history”.

Whatever “that” is.

To catalog them now, while certainly worth knowing,
would stall you from the meaning that this poem is unfolding.

With Odin’s eye, I was allowed to spy, a life where I was a bore.
My children were ignored and my wife a social chore.
I sought my love that life in the arms of another,
but really only wanted the security of a loving, doting mother,
who was not there by my side.

I was a literally a royal pain in the ass.

In another life, I stood in the place, of a noble, worthy man,
whose early death left his wife and children without a guiding plan.
I did my best to raise the boys with unconditional love,
allowing them to find themselves; watching over like a dove.

For my meekness I was made fun of,
laughed at, dismissed, barely thought of.

And when the boys became young men, I found the strength to bless them.
Told them to be on their way, knowing Life will test them.
And teach them. As Life was now teaching me;
my present pain ’twas rooted in a much “earlier” story.

This was part of my Sun Dance.

“O Lord of Eagles, and Spirit Guides, free me from my dramas!
I will do what’s right to balance all unstable karmas!
Forgive me for the wounds I’ve caused that keep me from my glory.
Let the life I live give witness to our own great loving story!”

Thrice I sipped from the Holy Grail, in honor of the Three.
Thrice blessed is the Father and His Sons, a now healed Trinity.
Freed from the bonds of pain, their lives by choices set,
upon the path to happiness through experiences not yet met.

Now on the way back home, down through the layers of form,
the holy mists soon passed away and all seemed back to norm.
Inside of me, things were different, vibrant, alive and new.
’twas then I felt forgiveness on my lips like morning dew.

Now the task to integrate this journey I went through!

Thank you for the Grail!
One of four gifts that shall never fail,
to guide mankind to the Holy Land,
where beyond the lies of dust and sand,
is a treasure saved for the mighty;
who use their power in service rightly!

’til all are perfected…
and all laments ended…
Such is the will of THE MOTHER Satisfied.
And NEVER denied!!!

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Poetograph 337 (Such a Human Gloom)

Book of Danu 337
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

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SON OF MAN 2016 Wall Calendar

Happy New Year, Everyone!  Actually, depending upon who you talk to, the New Year is already not new or hasn’t even begun yet!!!  Managing time is a challenging enough endeavor when you only live in one world.  Imagine if you live in an INFINITY of universes!  My goodness, who keeps track of all that TIME?
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Please accept my warmest wishes for another great lap around the Sun!
Sincerely,
Patrick Michael Mooney

RAPTURE CANCELLED

The Unlearning Channel is proud to present, for the first time on its own media platform, the internet story of the millennium that too many alternative news networks have been afraid to report on these past four and a half years.  Like the other breaking news stories covered by the stalwartly intrepid IOU, the netcast™, RAPTURE CANCELLED has faced a wall of media censorship, not unlike the blue wall of silence often found in corrupt police departments all across this friendly globe of ours.  Is there any other kind of police department these days, in the land that ignores the truth about 9/11 and its continuing genocide so freely and gleefully?

In honor of this year’s Solstice, we can think of no better time to introduce a message of such earthly and immortal importance.

In 2001, Patrick Michael Mooney, still a devout Catholic and working in the field of secondary education, smelled bullshit around the former United States Government’s official story about the terrorist events of 9/11/2001.

“There’s no way the Patriot Act could have been written in response to 9/11 if it had been an authentic response to the events of that day. It would have taken at least a year to write a law like that, if it had been an authentic response to a surprise event, because at the time the law was introduced, a crime scene investigation hadn’t even been carried out, yet we were all hot and bothered to start orgasming bombs all over the Middle East and getting our hands on premium Afghan opium. Larry Silverstein admitted a controlled demolition of Building 7 on national television, yet he was never brought in for questioning by the authorities, who were already committed to sell the world the age-old story of white aggression, “Look! The DARKIES DID IT!”

Thoughts like these raced through Mooney’s mind.  He felt the RESPONSIBILITY to see this event accurately. His students would be asked to FIGHT and DIE in a conflict that could be much worse than Vietnam (and is now looking potentially much worse than WW II). Were there other potential ways of seeing this event more honestly and turning it into something POSITIVE for the futures of his students and his world?  Mooney then decided that this would be the mission of his Soul.

Meanwhile, the war against the “sand niggers”, as racist and murderous US soldiers call the religiously and socially oppressed of The Middle East, began.  A devilish fifteen years later, the continuing and escalating carnage is normalized, like a sad and boring Reality TV show.  And everyone is looking the other way like none of this is going on, even with thousands of our servicemen committing suicide each year because they are so ashamed inside of their souls at what YOU are asking them to do for this rotted husk of what used to be a country. Think on that as your military jets fly over your stadiums and joyless holiday gatherings this year.

We like to jump right into the DARK SIDE of things pretty quickly, don’t we?  Well, just relax and hang on a second, because at the bottom of every dark pool, in the center of every swirling dark patch of the Yin-Yang, is the brightest, most singular light in the universe. It is a wormhole to the brighter side of living where GLORY is EVERYWHERE, and therefore, it is to be found NOWHERE in particular.

This is the wavy, wondrous side of life where everything is so GOOD for you that there is hardly a YOU to care at all.  It is a magnificent place where all your needs are taken care of, and there is plenty of everything for everyone, so there is very little competition for anything, except for events that create even more joy for the participants and the communities that occasionally come together to enjoy them.

This is the briefest of descriptions of what The Kingdom of Heaven is truly like; a mustard seed of prose that will unfurl into a blossoming beauty within your Soul, if you will give the thought your time, consideration and loving attention.

This was the course of action followed by Mr. Mooney, when he left his teaching position so as to not compromise his Soul’s integrity. He prayed to Jesus, his model and mentor for a wonderful human life, devoutly, one final time, before his life was changed forever, and the course of humanity, therefore, forever altered, too.

“Dear Jesus, I want you to tell me who the fuck you are! Please! Man to Man, Son of God to Son of God, Brother to Brother, Friend to Friend. Whatever the TRUTH is, I can take it!”

Like an actor pulling off a disguise after a performance, Jesus lovingly disappeared before Patrick’s eyes, and before him stood all the PAGAN representations of the SAME STORY.  These stories existed THOUSANDS of years before the supposed birth of any singular, “only-begotten” SAVIOR, as did the claim to there being MANY SONS of God.

Mooney had to accept the fact that his religious faith was not unique, that its claims to authenticity were mere fraud, enforced more by point of the sword and the soul-crushing power of human law than by the light of divine reason in Man.

It was then that Patrick heard the thunder in his heart roar loudly, and MIGHTY THOR’s voice echoed in his Soul.  From that point on, He consciously embraced the journey to his own immortality and became a Christ in his own deliciously sexy and unique fashion. It took just over a decade for him to do it, and for anyone who is interested in seeing what that kind of life is like, there are many examples, clues, and markers all over the place; left behind by members of The Invisible College to steward the courageous to their own divine memory and mortal destiny. This is ultimately the recognition of one’s presence in The Kingdom of Heaven.

In 2011, Mooney commemorated this important turning point in his Soul’s evolution with the debut of RAPTURE CANCELLED, a unique and enlightening interview with Jesus H. Christ, recorded somewhere in astral realms of what Robert Monroe used to called “The Interstate”. It’s a place where all kinds of useless and useful thoughtforms and Intelligences abound, created from patterns of human living, memory and other forces not yet fully understood by the mortal creature.

Whether this netcast™ is useless or useful to your own life’s journey will depend upon what you are looking for!

Since the netcast™ first appeared on the internet, it has enjoyed thousands of views.  How many, exactly, is hard to tell, because Google and YouTube have been purposefully rolling back the hit counts reported on their sites, as a psychological tactic to make viewpoints such as ours seem unpopular and on the fringe of reality, as well as to discourage the efforts of truth tellers everywhere.

Such a tactic alone already proves and attests to the power of the information available here. Discovering your own divinity is the greatest fear your controllers have, which is why they feel the need to constantly surveil you; in order to steer you away from the very happiness you are looking for. They hope you will give up the search and join the rest of the teeming masses that have given their Souls over to The Machine.

Viewers have often written in, wondering what the “H.” in Jesus’ middle moniker stands for.  There can only be two possible meanings, and scholars are hotly debating it right now in the halls of universities where the Dead Sea Scrolls are poured over like your favorite porn site.

The first is “Harvey“, a name traditionally associated with a powerful Irish spirit known as The Pookah, and is often seen as a giant WHITE RABBIT, which often leads a serious person to ENLIGHTENMENT, but through very strange, confounding and ultimately HUMOROUS ways.  Native American traditions translate “Harvey” into “Heyokah” and sees him as a COYOTE.  Modern humans associate the H with “Hookah“, as getting stoned is a really cool way to connect with Jesus.

The other school of scholarly research suggests the H stands for “Helios“, as the story of Christ is merely an analogous way of teaching the behavior of The Sun to the ignorant.  After all, the sun is seen every day to walk on water, constantly raises the dead to life each and every year, and brings wealth and prosperity to all, especially to those who hate “him” most.  It travels through twelve or thirteen signs of the zodiac each year, like the number of Apostles who followed Christ.  Also, like God, none may live without it.  And the Sun does not require your belief in it to do its work.

According to the IOU, both schools of interpretation are correct. Christ is indeed a fantasy, whether it is a good or harmful one is left up to your discretion.  God is also present in the Sun and it is appropriate for humans to see a divine presence in that too, as well as on this beautiful Earth, our friendly neighbor The Moon, all of our benevolent or wayward neighboring Planets, and our distant relations among all the Stars.  We must never forget, no matter how wonderfully real the MATERIAL WORLD appears to be, that there is an undefined space left for something called THE IMAGINATION.

Christ is ultimately a story in our collective imagination about FREEDOM.  Why do we remain constantly tied to interpretations of this perennial mythology that lead us to suffering, war and death in the most horrible of ways?  Why not really see and experience for yourself the Good News that those stories most certainly do contain?

Do you feel worthy enough to receive such good news in this lifetime?

The forces that oppose your freedom are what the world calls EVIL or SATANIC.  Its purpose is to distort everything in creation until you are so INTERNALLY SURE OF YOURSELF that none of its lies can degrade your Being.  Like a lotus, you rise out of the muck YOU PLANTED YOURSELF IN.

WHY? BECAUSE YOU ARE IMMORTAL! WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DO?

As the sun begins to rise on a new year for you, may it also mark the dawning of a NEW LIGHT for MANKIND.  The internet has helped mankind discover a lot of ANCIENT wisdom. Will we have the modern common sense to use it?

As a White Wizard in the service of The Sidhe, it is our pleasure to present to you, on its proper stage, the internet story the entire world has been waiting thousands of years for.  But like Christ taught, only those with ears to hear will understand what is being said.  For the rest, the laugh is on me or you!  As long as we’re LAUGHING, that’s a great step in the RIGHT direction for humanity!

 



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Patrick Michael Mooney – Eye Without a Face (Billy Idol)

Dale of Silvermoon, CO colony –  Durango artist and Human Ambassador to The Sidhe, Patrick Michael Mooney, issued a formal statement of “congratulations” to The Illuminati on the occasion of their successful conquest of planet Earth, with a remastered spell from his Decade of Love (2012-2022); a uniquely whimsical look at the phony war on terror in this raunchy karaoke cover of Billy Idol’s Eye Without a Face.

“After Aeons of skulking around under the cover of secrecy, blackmail, and government-sponsored murder, it is quite apparent by the conditions of things now out in the open on this planet that the implementers of the New World Order have succeeded in achieving their long-standing goal of a global society controlled by the hands of an elite few.

Furthermore, they did it without a shred of any kind of democratic practice, but rather achieved what many considered to be impossible through centuries of dedicated practices in pedophilia and black magic, unswervingly serving the royal aristocracies, demented themselves by swimming in centuries of retarded blue blood.

Even with people wide awake today to the fact that 9/11/01 was an inside job, aided and abetted by the Israeli Mossad and the criminal financial networks centered in Switzerland, many refuse to take course-corrective actions that would return the planet to a path of peace and prosperity.  The REAL death toll created by mercenary armies of the former United States Government in and around The Middle East is now approaching the levels of phony Holohoax numbers, and there is barely a peep on the sheeples’ mouths, or the fluttering fart of a thought about it.

How such a state can be orchestrated in what is apparently an information age is even more remarkable, for one would think that the prosperity, abundance and happiness that only the TRUTH can provide would be an incredibly superior and seductive alternative to the achievements so proudly boasted of an on display by the so-called illuminated masters of our race.

The brilliance of their designs are everywhere!  Racially segregated cities and countries, where the darker populations are pushed into criminal classes rife with poverty and disease!  Classes of white people, circumcised, vaccinated and fluoridated into brutal, servile stupidity to televisions, touch screens and any other voice of authority besides their own.  Women everywhere unconsciously bringing babies into these conditions; to be preyed on time and again by vampires in white coats, official badges and religious frocks.  One potentially golden moment of living after another traded away for a piece of paper or a few more hours of mindless entertainment.  So many fruitless choices to make in the brilliant gardens of Kubla Khan!”

Mooney’s karaoke cover of Billy Idol’s Eyes Without a Face was recorded and produced in 2013, when Patrick first appeared on The Muppet Show, achieving a life-long dream in one of the least watched episodes of all time.  “Fozzy the Bear had gotten sick because he was stupid enough to get one of those free flue shots they offer in the local pharmacies.  Thank Goddess he didn’t die, but he was down for the count and Kermit had no one available to cover his slot on the show.  It was then that I seized the opportunity and pitched my concept of A Decade of Love to him.  He looked at me kind of sideways, but agreed to give me a shot, if only because he doesn’t like his swamps being polluted by chemtrails, corexit, and Congress,” Mooney recalls.

Despite the low ratings, Patrick was pleased with his performance.  He’s happy to point out that Statler and Waldorf, the two judges who lord over The Muppet Show from their balcony on high, gave him their nods of approval, a feat that Fozzy, even in his vaccine-weakened state, could not elicit from his televised tormentors.  “I wish they would vaccinate the internet with Mooney’s video!” Waldorf shouted.  Statler roared in agreement, “Yeah, then maybe this New World Order would get the flu, and drop dead!”

Eye Without a Face also marks a unique turn in the evolution of music history, for it is the first time ever that a karaoke cover artist broke through into the mainstream on a stage as big as The Muppet Show.  “To share a stage that so many talented artists have graced through the years is, once again, an accomplishment that was not in my mind when I began the Decade of Love.  I simply wanted the world to stop killing each other, to start smoking and ingesting more plant medicines, and to create a system of finance where money is a public utility and not a private commodity.  Anything that comes on the way to that is just gravy, however tasty and delicious it is,” lauds Patrick.

However many more wonderful musical accolades are in Mooney’s future, he reminds himself to stay humble and that each performance is a prayer as well as a magical, sacred, spiritual duty.  “Cliff High from Half-Past-Human fame inspired my idea for this video after I listened to one of his predictive linguistic computer models mention that a pile of shit could be used to summon a black hole from Sirius that would suck The Illuminati through a wormhole back to Niburu, where they would all be processed through special education classes for retarded immortals, “Mooney recounts.

“The celestial program is called No God Left Behind, where at-risk deities; those who fail to demonstrate the competent stewarding and administration of life-bearing planets in the Galaxy, are made to endure the lessons of their doings and undoings as mortal subjects with complete ability to feel everything until childish and immoral behavior is remanded to the power of self-control.

After all, every god and goddess worth praying to knows that the greatest of all treasures to be had within the mortal life, as well as the immortal one, too; is to love, allow and commune with the many waves of weavings wound through all existence by the Sisters of WYRD, themselves the most artful, all-knowing and wisest allies of the One SHIMSELF.

By flattery and the power of our all-encompassing illusion, the surface reality will come to eventually reflect all the DREAMS that you INSCRIBE into it.  Such is the WILL of LOVE that spins on the WHEEL of BALANCE!

So be not fraught at what these New World Gangsters created!  In their doing so, you can see how to UNMAKE IT.  In this way, they have been your teachers.  I certainly recognize them as mine, and thank them for their tutelage!

It is with great love and joy in my heart that I share the highest aspirations of my Soul with my ever-loving, friendly human family!”




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Poetograph 336…Hear The Voice Most Precious

Book of Danu 336
This image and writing is part of a collection of Poetographic works entitled The Book of Danu. Danu, one of the most widely known and worshiped Beings in all of Earth’s history, is the recipient of my dedication. As such, not only do these poetographs exist as individual works of art, they are also considered Sacred Verse in praise of Her, The Sidhe, and any other elements of the Invisible side of Reality benevolent towards the Human Race.

 

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