===================================== Planetary Update: Circ. Spring, 1995. ======================================================= There is a problem in trying to alert the corrupt about corruption. Corruption thinks the corruption is normal. ======================================================= Open the book. Start reading the opening short story. It could be happening on any one of 30 thousand planets nearby. There is a rather close parallelism happening in the current evolution and uplifting of them all, since all were temporarily telepathically savaged by the Luciferian Rebellion which has now been officially ended. The aftermath is not 100 % predictable to First Cause in the immediate moments (years) into the main sweep of the cleanup. Read the first page, and carry on until finished. And then PONDER. MR. MEW ---------------------------- Mr. Mew was very nondescript, so much so he could not tie a shoelace without making it seem important, but only when someone was watching. Mr. Mew also made the same important noise when choosing dinner at a fast food restaurant. Everything Mr. Mew did was important, just ask him, and don't ever ask him why, because then you become a target. Otherwise.... Yes, Mr. Mew was very nondescript, so average his wife had a hard time telling him in a crowd of look-a-likes. The point is, that E V E R Y T H I N G he did was S O O O O important. Including calling the cops about a guy he'd overheard casually talking about physics, who didn't have a PHd. 'Inappropriate', was the 'words said' passed on to the police by Mr. Mew, a man who some cops listened to because Mr. Mew was also a professional man. The problem is that the physics was valid. Mr. Mew is also a religeous type, deeply committed to a particular religeon of choice and its practices, including the murkier darker regions of the occult and magic as an, ahem, passtime of interest, ahem, just, ahem. Mr. Mew is also a trustee of civic, municiple, provincial, school, and other boards, often appointed to position as reward for favors. Or grabbed by ambition, won by manipulation. Mr. Mew is actually a lot of people, both male and female. You see Mr. Mew conducting kids in the school orchestra, lifting slowly on tiptoes, hunching forward, nodding, nuancing the notes, beating the air with fast blurred beats off tempo, and the kids sing slowly, giving each other puzzled glances. If nuns are involved, the kids will get punished for singing off key, one, then another, Mr. Mew delivering the solomn proper duty making sure pain is felt so the lord knows THIS kid is having the devil driven out. Poor kids. You and I both know where bad vibes are actually residing. Ask Mr. Mew who knows what bad vibes are and watch the amazing responses, of which there will be many, when Mr. Mew is asked questioned about cruel and pointless punishment. A moment for some social commentary. Historians discuss how corruption always works starting from deep inside and works its way to the surface, such that by the time the corruption becomes noticable it is too late to challenge it because corruption fights back to expand itself in more and more anarchistic and tyrannical ways. The only way to dislodge corruption that is wide spread is by a massive upheaval. Witness 1993 in Canada, the country's largest political party wiped out in one vote, upheaved to the point where only two sequins are left on name plates in the House of Parliament. But that was just that political party, not the country's infrastructure. Witness: in Canada only one person is in long term prison over the consequences of a brutal satannistic style killing of a black young teenager in a country to where Canadian soldiers had been sent as peace keepers to prevent anyone from being killed. The person in prison was not he who delivered the most blows, it was the one good samaritan in the middle of that sorry mess. The prisoner's crime was failing to obey orders, did not accept when superior command ordered the unlucky young soldier to indulge in jolley's on the 16 year old being beaten to death in slow motion, the boy's face already a shapeless mass of pulped bone and skin tissue with no repeat NO teeth left at the point the unlucky soldier 'refused to obey a command from his superior officer'. The 'crimes' get worse, from a militaristic point of view. The same soldier took photographs, secretly sent them home to friends in Canada who he knew would have enough courage to show them to the authorities, and when the authorities screeched treason, copies were shown to the press. Ergo, corruption was exposed, and fought back. The soldier who blew the whistle is now in prison branded the worst kind of dangerous offender, and moves to have his case re-concidered were met with a Senate announcement that an appeal would be heard, with the intention of extending the young man's sentence from 5, to 20 YEARS, for what he did. Ergo, corruption expands its tyrannical forces into forms of anarchy that are totally devoid of humanitarian spirit. And at all times, claims itself more and more to be superior. Mind you, a sudden change, a move is underway from another side of justice to have the fellow able to leave prison for periods of day parole after a year behind bars. In 1998 he is still in prison. The momentum to have him release by outside pressures has been ruled anarchistic and denied. It points to the fact that there are two fundamental sides to the justice system, one much worse than the other, the original question is still unattended, why prison in the first place for having a humanitarian spirit? This episodal journey into corruption is being cited here because the corruption is still unfolding. Mr. Mew and friends from across Canada have been saying in the open that the soldiers that did this to that boy overseas were the finest examples of Canadian maleness this country has ever produced and should be hailed as heros. Forget this. The real clammor being claimed as superior by the corruption is a whole rotten mess, now in the open, that has the stench of satannistic ritual all around it, very well intrenched at high levels, doing what the country now knows has been most recently revealed through the press. The values the stench carries on the winds are that the most sadistic, maschosistic, beastial, orgiastic, sexual, and so on, are the values most worth continuing, and those who oppose are punished. Period. Including guns with power, and wide open territory on the killing of wildlife for thrills and excitement and trophies, oh, yes, the penises too, wildlife penises can be sold and eaten as an aphrodesiac, say certain people who are very corrupt, from a spiritual point of view, ie., antichrist. H o w d i d t h i s h a p p e n ! Canada has always had 'spiritualism' in its highest offices, through the portal doors opened behind the front polished edifice and cover shields of the Catholic Church that rules the country. In America it is Baptism bastians that hold forth the front face of the edifice. It used to be for a while the less noisy, less fundamental hysterics, but now anyone who isn't baptist is suspect, down there, expect for a few, including individuals who inhabit or struggle from the White House for short periods of time. These few fight the portals that lead to diabolical malpractice. The real problem is that Mr. Mew and men and women like Mr. Mew are exactly why tyranny can get a hold in a dominion, once a few centerpoints of corruption move in quietly in the background, and innexorably take over, if no one howls the alarm, or howls loud enough. The Mr. Mews are the salt and pepper mixed, the luke warm, who get spewed (barfed) from the mouth of Christ, as reported in the Bible. In physics today, there are anarchistic forces at work, currently said to be related to budget and increasing fierce infighting over shrinking grant sources. Those who tend to be the most ruthless and bendable to whatever it takes to get or keep what they want, see to it that those who have most proceeded on talent and ability and well wishes for the planetary view are out, since their positive views are long term and not at all based on short term immediate rewards. There are a few good souls still at work in the sciences and physics, but not too many of them have the clout any longer to move money to help fund a project that has not been approved by a military oversee, or deemed to have the right political flavours in a country's head office where the government worst does things behind the portal doors behind the polished edifices. Where, in this, is it possible to discuss new physics, which did not come from research money supplied by multinational industrial conglomerates overshadowed more and more by menacing political- military givers of orders, where the grizzly corpse known as the grucifix can be seen torquing into weirder shapes animated on the crosses that hang from the walls in most buildings and rooms in North America. Who succeeds, who fails, is no longer a question of raw talent, but who is most ammenable to the influences of corruption which can have little, or even nothing, do to with basic intelligence, or God Given Certification, at the present time. Oh, say, don't do that, don't blame the whole thing on the grizzly corpse. Realize that it also includes those who morph the grizzle corpse into goats heads with slitted eyes, and worse. So, we are now into a time where we are staring at the face that has turned what was once concidered the backside, lower down and covered, and now is jutting out as the most piece of real estate flesh to stand to participating with sex organ in hand. The allmighty 'him' commonly called 'god' now establishing the final links in the kingdom to come, all carnal, all a male sex gasp, is what you get when you pay, or don't pay, your money these days, on this planet. To deny the place to put the organ when certain elements who now embrace the corruption expect it, is to jepardize one's future in extreme ways. To deny that the sex now being shown night and day on TV is normal is one of the worst ways to become an instant target of the corruption. The current fall of the world was inevitable. What has happened is that it is extremely dire, and happening faster than historians had allowed, the rapid pace swifting on accelarants including cocain, and now also Prosac. Perhaps however, now that the assholes of society have exposed themselves, the dominions over Mr. and Mrs. Mew has peaked and is already starting on a downsink, fading away, back to the pits where it belongs, or even better, dissolving forever from the currents and plateaus of Reality. Those of us who think of nothing else night and day except a positive planet future may still be around, alive and well, to see corruption and the wish for it, vanish from the planet, in our lifetimes. - Finis - Greydon Moore.