22-04-2010, 07:36 PM
(This post was last modified: 22-04-2010, 07:40 PM by Jan Klimkowski.)
Engdahl wrote (my emphasis in bold):
Seemingly bizarre. But not an entirely impossible scenario.
One of Their most fundamental cravings is Control: of our behaviour, our actions, even our thoughts and dreams.
This is of course an insane craving - one which can never ever be fulfilled or satisfied. But Their craving exists, as obsessive as the junkie's need for heroin.
If the only things flylng around the globe are predator drones, nuclear missiles, vegetables and VIPs, then the international passenger airline industry is dead, (and unneeded), and Their bloodlust for Control has been fed... for a few moments.
In Thomas Pynchon's masterwork, Gravity's Rainbow, a tension is created by the Calvinist/Puritan doctrine of the Elect (the chosen) and the Preterite (the passed-over, the damned); with the Elect constantly seeking control over the Preterite:
The global economy is blown. The debtload is overwhelming. Most debts can never be met, even with a global imposition of economic Shock Therapy. Even with the impoverishment of the vast majority of the world's population.
But They, the self-styled Elect, will not give up Their power voluntarily.
I've long suspected that when the game is lost, Their position untenable without fundamental change, then They will pull a dark magick trick. An event of seemingly transcendent spirituality, designed by the psyops heirs of Memphis, Egypt; Wewelsburg, Westphalia; Langley, Virginia; the Lubyanka, Moscow; the White Visitation of Gravity's Rainbow.
To pull off this dark magick trick, They need to control the theatre. They need to prevent the audience from approaching the stage and lifting the curtain...... :bandit:
Quote:The blanket ban under clear blue skies and glorious sunshine across Europe is making some wonder whether there is something else going on under the cover of earthquake eruptions, such as a test run to shut down air travel internationally.
Seemingly bizarre. But not an entirely impossible scenario.
One of Their most fundamental cravings is Control: of our behaviour, our actions, even our thoughts and dreams.
This is of course an insane craving - one which can never ever be fulfilled or satisfied. But Their craving exists, as obsessive as the junkie's need for heroin.
If the only things flylng around the globe are predator drones, nuclear missiles, vegetables and VIPs, then the international passenger airline industry is dead, (and unneeded), and Their bloodlust for Control has been fed... for a few moments.
In Thomas Pynchon's masterwork, Gravity's Rainbow, a tension is created by the Calvinist/Puritan doctrine of the Elect (the chosen) and the Preterite (the passed-over, the damned); with the Elect constantly seeking control over the Preterite:
Quote:electric-shocked as any rat into following this very narrow mazeway of clear space -- yes, radio signals from the ground would enter the Rocket body, and by reflex -- literally by electric signal traveling a reflex arc -- the control surfaces twitch, to steer you back on course the instant you'd begin to wander off (how could you've kept from lapsing, up here, into that radiant inattention, so caught up in the wind, the sheer altitude... the unimaginable fires at your feet?)
The global economy is blown. The debtload is overwhelming. Most debts can never be met, even with a global imposition of economic Shock Therapy. Even with the impoverishment of the vast majority of the world's population.
But They, the self-styled Elect, will not give up Their power voluntarily.
I've long suspected that when the game is lost, Their position untenable without fundamental change, then They will pull a dark magick trick. An event of seemingly transcendent spirituality, designed by the psyops heirs of Memphis, Egypt; Wewelsburg, Westphalia; Langley, Virginia; the Lubyanka, Moscow; the White Visitation of Gravity's Rainbow.
To pull off this dark magick trick, They need to control the theatre. They need to prevent the audience from approaching the stage and lifting the curtain...... :bandit:
"It means this War was never political at all, the politics was all theatre, all just to keep the people distracted...."
"Proverbs for Paranoids 4: You hide, They seek."
"They are in Love. Fuck the War."
Gravity's Rainbow, Thomas Pynchon
"Ccollanan Pachacamac ricuy auccacunac yahuarniy hichascancuta."
The last words of the last Inka, Tupac Amaru, led to the gallows by men of god & dogs of war
"Proverbs for Paranoids 4: You hide, They seek."
"They are in Love. Fuck the War."
Gravity's Rainbow, Thomas Pynchon
"Ccollanan Pachacamac ricuy auccacunac yahuarniy hichascancuta."
The last words of the last Inka, Tupac Amaru, led to the gallows by men of god & dogs of war