"The Fall of the House of Nariman
During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view ...”
If would take someone like Edgar Allen Poe to articulate the sorrow that I feel each time I see one more element fall into place as Israel and her psychopathic servants seek to seal the world up in a darkness not unlike that discovered in “The Cask of Amontillado” or the grey introductory lines of “The Fall of the House of Usher” given above.
Am I premature in assuming that, once again,
All over the media today, you hear about how Christ-like (something is wrong with this sentence) the rabbi and his wife were. It ‘seems’ as if their deaths were more profound than all other deaths put together; the loss more significant. You don’t have to take my word for it, just take a look at the main stream news.
For a more comprehensive look at strange and unusual connections concerning Nariman House, you have only to head over to www.whatreallyhappened.com and there you will see all sorts of articles about activities taking place at Nariman House in the run up to the attacks. You can do this on your own. I don’t feel like linking anything today. I don’t even feel like writing this.
It doesn’t take a Magellan to map out the direction of aggression eastward, through
Somebody… and we have a good, a very good idea of who those somebody’s are… wants
I don’t know the details. I just know that the same vicious lunatics are behind it. You’ll have to read what other people are saying at the link I gave you and you can extrapolate as you wish. As time goes on more and more is going to come to light and in this case, I would say that more is going to surface than ever before.
I run scenarios through my head about how someone as undesirable as
I look at the crushing reality of
Yet the world lets them get away with it. So something is going on that we can’t see. Nobody anywhere talks about it but something is going on below the sight line and whatever it is, its bad news.
It doesn’t seem to matter where the trouble is; somehow you find an Israeli interest at work. Along with their enablers we see a vast criminal empire looting at will and crushing the human spirit in the bargain.
What’s this thing in Mumbai about? I think it’s two things. The first thing is obvious. Someone wants
A lot of time has gone by since 9/11 without any real terrorism to talk about and, except for 9/11, the terrorism has always been small potatoes or not terrorism at all but just people who aren’t inclined to bend over for the invaders, as is the case in Afghanistan and Iraq. So… what they needed was a systematic and very well organized event to show the world that, “Yes, there are some serious terrorists out there and if they can do this, then just imagine what they can do later if we don’t stop them. The point was to show that quite possibly this sort of organized mayhem could be brewing anywhere and we have all got to join together to stop it and then, after that, we are going to have to lock up just about everyone, except for the ones we kill, because you just never know who’s doing what. You might be a terrorist. You just don’t know it yet but… you’ll have to take our word for it.”
Now if… by some wild fluke, I am wrong about Israel having something to do with Mumbai well… gee… everybody makes mistakes but… once again… once again… there they are in one more confused circumstance with suspicious comings and goings of suspicious people; indications that actual ‘terrorists’ were staying there, large food orders, missing residents and police testimony that they were fighting white guys and assorted things that you can read about at that place I sent you in the beginning of whatever the hell this is.
Expect more. All the things we’ve talked about these last few years are in the process now. The timing with the new American president and the ‘possible’ sayonara, bloody handkerchief, waving from the dictator in chief on his way out the door are all triggers for what’s been on the drawing board for a long time.
I’m this close to walking through the trees in my yard at night and calling out to the space people to please, please come down now and kick these murdering scums in the ass. Maybe I’m already doing that. This doesn’t have to be happening but it is. It is happening and it shouldn’t be.