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Jesus’s 666 Connection to the Sun; Christmas Day Wordplay Coincidence Fun

Looking at Jesus’s lexical relationship with the sun from Jesus’s name point of view, rather than from the sun’s; with looking at things differently par for the course in greenYgreyology POPilosophy, inspired by previous books such as Alice in Wonderland, or Jesus himself, or Buddha and Socrates before him; rather than the sun’s, Jesus has two-third’s the sun’s letters, the SU, but not the N, or 0.666666667.

It’s ironic that there should be so many 6s in this equation, with a couple of number of the beasts in there, remembering Iron Maiden, but it should be remembered that Jesus was indeed a very good man, and that the sun is the main provider of life on the planet, so this is just a lexical coincidence, and nothing evil, showing how you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover, and how some concepts or forms that have positive or negative connotations in some cultures and thinking can mean totally different things in others.

You can judge Xaw Files: Beyond Humanity by its cover, because it is a star-quality Christ-like sacrifice environmental nature solar-celebrating last of a terrific trilogy innovative comedy wordplay to a new concept of fantasy travelling by Google Maps Eurotrek book:

Conspiracy Theories ‘It’s So Easy!’; Watford Tricked into Contributing to Imperfect 6?

I’ve been listening to Guns N’ Roses Live at Perkins Palace 1987 while researching this, hence the heading. Rock music used to be my ‘religion’ back then, with football its ‘shadow’. Axl sounded great then, with a tirade about those who think they’re ‘rock stars’. Clubbing took over in the 1990s, while football emerged back into prominence, as I’ve mentioned here before.

My ‘Opposition’ Angle to Manchester Devil Conspiracy

So when I chose a university, I chose Leeds, as I’d supported United since 1970 (I know joking about chameleonising will probably confuse the matter, greenYgrey-style, making Leeds fans think I’m just trying to camouflage myself amongst them, getting benefits or safety, but it’s the ones that haven’t believed me that make me joke about it, and inspired my thoughts of ‘chameleonising’; the green and gold socks I had in Oz were probably down to price, although I might have also joked about them being Aussie, or helping me fit in, knowing my sense of humour, which was the same then: self-proclaimed genius with self-parody.

I never even bought any AC/DC or Rose Tattoo merchandise in Australia, despite being a fan since 1980, and being described as looking like Bon Scott, whose death had been instrumental in making me a rock fan, via singles of AC/DC with him singing re-released. I had a Guns N’ Roses t-shirt, as seen on the cover of the Guns N’ Roses Worker-Traveller, not seeing much further than them and American metal at the time.¬†

This season I’ve liked Manchester City in the Premier League because they’re playing the best football… and in sky blue. I know it’s silly, but I’ve always preferred blue to red. Ironically, that was the theme of the Gnomeo and Juliet movie that I watched recently!

My computer froze there; tech gremlins or devil dealing, I don’t know; and I’ve probably written enough for a blog anyway.

Vicarage Road Quietened by Red Devils Attempt at 666

I was going to write about my research into the 55 that Fred ‘the Red’ Manchester United mascot wears, but will save it to another day; I hope to survive until then.

I will just add that Manchester United got an imperfect 6 last night, with Watford scoring 2 of the 6 goals. Mourinho was disappointed that Manchester United hadn’t scored 5 or 6 by the time Watford started scoring after 70 minutes; maybe Mourinho wanted 6 by the 66th minute!?

 

 

 

 

David Icke Satanism Talk stopped at Manchester United Devil Logo Ground: Conspiracy with a Twist

Having discussed Manchester United being nicknamed the Red Devils last week, with the devil dominating their club badge, I thought I’d check out what David Icke had said about such symbols, as I’d watched this video below before, and blogged about it, and had wondered why he hadn’t mentioned them then, as he talked about Satanic symbolism and alien controllers feeding off energy and emotion at big sporting and music events:

So I searched David Icke last night, and lo and behold, the two subjects of my interest appeared together straight away, with David Icke having been stopped from staging a performance at Manchester United a few days previously; the day after my blog post actually, although I had no idea about it.

I find it strange that David Icke would even try to stage it at Old Trafford, home of the Red Devils, after what he said in the above video: is he not creating the same kind of energy and emotion, and in a venue with the most obvious Satanic symbolism.

On a side issue, that reminded me that they’d found higher energy levels at some mountains they think could be ancient pyramids in Bosnia, recently featured on Unexplained Files… which is sponsored on Quest by my media provider, Virgin; as well as U.F.O.s the Lost Evidence, which has all the latest evidence, being made this year.

Moreover, Icke didn’t mention it in his complaints about it, instead framing it just as a freedom of speech issue. Is Icke not ‘connecting the dots’ as he likes to advise his audience?

That’s not a big criticism of Icke, whose videos I enjoy, and like the global religion history information, even if I don’t agree with all his theories.

There was no mention of this blog in any of the news media either, and my computer system’s had a couple of attacks/loss-of-internet in the last couple of days; the first blocked by my security provider and the second sorted out by me; hence the late post!

Although it was a heavenly sky blue day today as well, with a lovely yellow-looking sun!

Reluctantly Enlightened World Experiencer: Putting Pseudo-Alphas in Their Place, with 1994 Native Bolivian Solstice Photos

In my list of inspirations for staying out of trouble yesterday, and ignoring the baiters; Nietzsche superman, Martial Arts control and Christian turning the other cheek; I forgot Buddhist Enlightenment. For most of my travels and university life I was more into lazing and partying than learning and participating, but I usually went along with it as much as my mind would, learnt what I could and added it to my life experience.

My Life, My Mind, My Writing

Some things I chose to do myself, either learning about them from the media or other people; while other things I followed others; the good I followed didn’t expect anything in return, the bad amongst them seemed to think they were buying shares in me, like an investment banker; yes, they were mostly from the fake university and counterculture localities, epitomised by Russell Brand, who think they are so above everybody else they replace a plain and simple cash economy for a favours one, and as they are so at the top as pseudo-alphas of their pseudo communities they think every body owes them, and they owe nobody!

I did have some nice times in the Yorkshire countryside with them, and at parties they threw (I now view the parties as their¬† investments attempts, and saw them then as power plays), on their initiative, but that was all, and it was just stuff I’d done before all my life, and all around the world; adding to my life experiences rather than a ‘big bang’ or ‘revolution’.

I grew up in a small town with a hippy commune on its doorstep, and lots of counterculture people in the hills surrounding it; and their offspring; who’d dropped out and escaped there in the 1960s and 1970s. After getting into rock and metal in 1980, I always had one foot in the ‘town’ and one in the ‘counterculture’, until giving it up altogether around 2000.

Adding another space-life metaphor, to my ‘Event Horizon’ for that time when you’re drunk at the point of being paralytic, and want to stay there, and think you can, but the gravity drag of oblivion is too strong; or the greenYgrey world starting with a BB and ending with a supernova.

The metaphor is that I think I and most people feed off other people that inspire them; or irritate them, as negative energy can work the other way, propelling you in a different direction; as humanity has learnt to use the gravity of other planets as a kind of slingshot to propel their craft faster and farther, such as Cassini, which used Venus as a gravity assist to fuel it to the outer solar system, where it found geyser plumes on Enceladus and methane lakes on Titan.

As an aid to memory
remembering greenYgrey history
with acronymony rather than acrimony
geyser plumes on Enceledus is GPE
neighbour to general post office GPO
while methane lakes on Titan is MLT
like a moon to bacon. lettuce. tomato BLT.
(The first greenYgrey ramble remembered North America by acronym creation)

Voyager 2 also did this:

I’ve met some nice and inspiring people during the greenYgrey years, such as younger members of my demographic in work such as PS and LM, who I think need ‘Google-style work environments’ to be happy and fulfil their potential; and higher managers like S and C, or junior managers like N and K, who were nice to the end; like me and Asperger’s sufferer Chris Packham, as he said in his documentary, and I’ve hinted at before in my blog posts and of course my greenYgrey trilogy travelled mostly by Google Maps.

I thought Google opening a digital garage in the city I live in, the city of [Chilis song]) might be my ticket out, but a non-white-male similar to bullies at university who consider you racist if you don’t do what they want, and gay if you do (their homophobia) dampened the enthusiasm of a woman who’d been positive, by saying it was making fun of people and places – an example of the political correctness that only seems to work one way, and why I now largely distrust and dislike that demographic, when I was very positive towards them until Multicultural Fascism, and working with them at university and in their locality (where white people don’t usually want to go, as they face constant prejudice and persecution by some, while others from their local demographics are nice and positive, and some are even critical of the new immigrants just wanting an easy time, when they arrived in the Windrush 1950s, when the Establishment was sending white British children to be abused elsewhere in the Commonwealth – making me wonder if New Labour’s Multicultural Fascism in the 1990s was the end game of a mixing ethnicities Establishment policy started in the 1950s – maybe intended for good reasons in response to the Nazis one-race policy, but often causing and ending in sadistic child abuse no better than the Nazis, and the race tensions, conflicts and terrorism threats now).

Time for New Inspiration: such as Evo Morales

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I have tried to be a man-of-the-people, and servant to women, but I feel that now I must try to write from where I feel my head is, in the enlightened clear sky above the clouds of culture; rising above the Islamism that the Establishment is trying to introduce as the next big cloud; keeping the masses in the dark battling about whose monotheistic god is the best, while the elite hold on to their greater knowledge and truth, from a time before that, when humanity thanked the sun during the day, and studied the stars at night.

In 1994 I went to my first ‘pagan’ prehistoric site, not having got to the Stonehenge Festival, as many ‘hippies’ from my town did each year. The native Bolivians on the edge of La Paz just used plants for their solstice rituals at Tiwanaku, replacing animal sacrifices, showing a civil consideration many other religions (kosher and halal barbaric killing policies) could learn from.

I was delighted native Bolivian, Evo Morales, was elected president in 2006, twelve years after my visit, and is still in office. I would have liked to have been like that with my writing, but the British Establishment doesn’t seem as benign as the Bolivian, and/or the British people not as strong and/or intelligent! Multicultural Fascism clouded out class identity and communities, and the media call native white rights racist!!

As I remember it I heard about it from other travellers in the hotel I was staying at, and went with them, quite reluctant to get up early to catch the bus out to the site (same for the El Choro trek) for the two-hours journey west to Tiwanaku, more interested in watching the 1994 World Cup, but I would be back for the games that day. Here’s some photos:

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