interview with Ahmadinejad

Der Spiegel has a fascinating and occasionally surreal interview with Iranian PM Ahmadinejad. The first page is largely them not communicating about the holocaust, which was fascinating and surreal, but the second page gets interesting.

Ahmadinejad: Allow me to encourage a discussion on the following question: How long do you think the world can be governed by the rhetoric of a handful of Western powers? Whenever they hold something against someone, they start spreading propaganda and lies, defamation and blackmail. How much longer can that go on?

He has a point here. A few, actually.

It also makes me wonder, given the average lack of knowledge of the rest of the world’s people’s, cultures, and beliefs, (and the way what we do know largely comes through an inept media), how we hope to have a meeting of minds. Having to conduct discourse in the West within the frame of reference of propaganda makes this nigh impossible when meeting with those who live outside that propaganda sphere unless we are to be exceptionally tolerant and open minded and resist imposing our notions of what is real as we are wont to do backed by superior force and the glistening truth of science.

Review: Tales from the Time Loop by David Icke


David Icke has a bit of a reputation. He is most famous for believing that the rulers of the world are reptilians who eat babies. People like George Bush and the Queen of England. Blood crazed satanists. He also had a fairly public meltdown as a public figure and was subject to a couple of years of complete vilification and mockery by the British press, qualitatively nastier than any other press in the world.

Luckily, he now has the perspective that surviving this process was necessary to get him to the point where he no longer cared at all what anyone thought of him, which freed him up to say whatever he wanted, and, as he put it, to go where the facts led.

Several years ago – maybe 2001/2 – I got to see him talk for free. It was pretty amazing. He went for 3 and a half hours, and didn’t get to the reptilians until the last half hour, by which point it made a hell of a lot more sense than you might expect.

The difference between now and then, it seems, is that he went to the Amazon and did Ayahuasca with the locals, experienced unity with everything and came back realising that “infinite love is the only truth, everything else is illusion”. (For those of you not terribly familiar with ayahuasca and its effects, check out this recent article in National Geographic where a chick goes to the amazon and spends a week doing ayahuasca with shamans. Psychedelics and shamanism are cool.)

Anyway. On to an actual review.

Completely mindblowing and fascinating. In general he could use an editor. But some of the humorous asides and name calling kind of works for it in terms of communicating the genuineness of some guy who just happened to figure this stuff out. The introductory autobiographical chapter is amazing and really helps contextualise the guy.

Icke splits the book into four levels, basically representing different degrees to which you can approach his research and findings on. It is worth noting that he has researched an unbelievably wide field of interests in quite a lot of depth, and draws it together. Respect. And also, once you start to accept that we are being lied to and manipulated by our leaders and institutions, in some ways it really is just a matter of taste how far out you go in looking for alternative truths. But you have to go at your own pace.

The first level, ‘the five sense conspiracy’, is pretty bang on. His analysis of power, money and politics is first rate – particularly power, and his grasp of systems of control is really impressive. His knowledge of the links between people and organisations is staggering, linking secret societies, banking, royalty and politics through history into a web of complicity in evil. Halliburton et al is the tip of a monumental iceberg. His moral outrage at the murderous effects of the corruption and collusion between the powerful few is righteous. He knows stuff I don’t, (and I have read way more in this area than most), and mostly this is in terms of depth, getting behind the facades and into the nitty gritty of who and where and when.

First level highlights include the assertion that the USA went bankrupt in 1933, was dissolved by an Emergency Banking Act (presided over by Roosevelt, incidentally a 33 degree mason), and is now owned and run illegally. The receivers of the bankruptcy are international bankers – essentially old money England and Europe. The other highlight is the notion that the Jews today are primirily descended from the Khazars – a people who converted in the 13th century – rather than linked by blood to the original Jewish people, which throws the whole logic of Israel into a bit of a tizz.

Through this is the intimation of darker reasons behind the conspiracy. We get to that in level two.

Level Two, ‘the extraterrestrial/inter-dimensional conspiracy’, is where it gets hard to take. But this is the only level of four of which this is so.

To very briefly summarise the argument here: the oldest known human records are Sumerian. They record that their origin was with reptiles from outer space who interbred with humans. The progeny were the leaders. These basic themes recur in many many old civilisations, down to this day in parts of Africa. Sumer was the cradle of civilisation. Their symbols and religion were adapted across time to the present day – Christianity the latest version. (The symbolism arguments are fascinating and compelling.)

The leaders are those who carry the reptilian bloodline. This is why the nobility interbreed so obsessively. Power is determined by the ability to be possessed by extra-dimensional beings which the bloodline confers. The conspiracy has been going on for thousands of years because the possessing entities are the same while the human hosts pass on. The goal is total fascist imprisonment and domination of the human race.

Add to this the present day reports of satanic cults at the highest levels and the same set of public figures turning into reptiles and eating babies, and you complete the circle. Okay, there’s more to it, but this is a review.

What is interesting is Icke’s assertion that he is simply following where the information leads with an open mind; and that 12 people in a 15 day period independently came up to him with stories of reptilians in high places. This stuff is quite bizarre, and, frankly, disturbing to read. Happily, he doesn’t care if you believe it or not. The really important stuff is on level three.

Level Three, ‘it’s all an illusion’, was really superb. I say this as someone researching and writing a book on consciousness and reality. Holy cow. This was brilliant. He gets it. So yeah. For discussion of reality as a holographic projection of mind interpreting vibrations in an all pervading Oneness, it’s really really good. And his extrapolations of what this means are stunning. I’d really recommend the book purely on this section because it’s so damn good.

It occurs to me that what I wrote won’t make sense unless you already know a certain amount about the way the brain works, the nervous system works, and so on. However, there is simply too much to get into here.

He also has an unusual metaphor for our chunk of reality, which has gotten isolated from the Oneness in a Time Loop. I’m not going into that, because it seems best regarded as a metaphor.

Level Four, ‘transforming the illusion’, is largely about media and programming the subconscious, which creates the holographic sense of reality. The stuff on subliminals was fascinating. But anyway, it was about how we can take charge of our own programming and manifest the reality we want once we start to resist the consensus reality programming (by the reptilians, of course) into believing the world they want to exist exists and then manifesting it in our interpretation of the waveforms which actually exist. It was a little light in terms of practical methodology, but there are other places to get that. What is really powerful is the vision and enthusiasm he brings to it.

It also interests me in wandering the non-mainstream notions of reality that no matter how weird the notion about reality gets, the solution remains the same: break your conditioning, learn to be loving and accepting, reject all division as illusory products of mind, and put out a better vibration into the world as a means of creating change.

In short, a particularly extraordinary book. There’s so much in it, it becomes difficult to really communicate its scope. I would recommend it highly. However, I wouldn’t recommend his earlier stuff so much, as I think he has a bit more a grip and perspective on things now. Though certainly if you are interested in checking out exhaustive detail of collusion and connections that is all there. But I reckon this is the one to start with.

By the way, I am genuinely surprised at myself here. I had kind of expected it to be, well, a bit barking. However, this review is the result of giving him a fair reading. So it goes.

a night at the wrestling

Quite randomly the moose acquired second hand free tickets to NZ Pro Wrestling’s latest extravaganza.


Now, when I was ten or twelve or whatever, wrestling was cool, and I thought it was real. (I still maintain that if it was real it would be the coolest sport ever.) So part of me gets it. And a few years back in a depressed nothing else to do on friday phase, I watched it briefly in a more ironic fashion, while lamenting for the sport, which fell from the artistry and atheleticism of, say, Macho Man Randy Savage vs Ricky The Dragon Steamboat at Wrestlemania 3, to a bunch of steroid abusers in masks slapping each other about in a tiny little ring and occasionally dropping large metal items on each other’s heads – the spectacle took over, in other words.

But anyway. The NZPW.

It had everything. Kind of. Grassroots. Packed into the tiny He Toa gym, which shook as the trains went by. Roof so low that it was impossible for anyone to stand up on the top turnbuckle. Lots of kids running around eating hotdogs. Foul mouthed mothers heckling. Actually, the crowd interaction was a real highlight, and almost indescribable.

I never really got aspects of wrestling before. Like, the gigantic pantomime angle, and just how silly it is when you’re there, and how absurd, and how fun the whole shenanigan is.

Technically, the wrestlers were okay: though the quality was a touch patchy, the enthusiasm and dedication went a long way; and, let’s face it, they ain’t the giant freaks and monsters on WWE. The storylines were echoes of the big budget equivalent, muted to suit the palpable reality, the rivalries and indignations subverted by a kiwi attitude. Blair Rhodes totally ate the mic in an endless stream of exuberant, excessive euphemism and wrestlettiquette erudition, though he could use a cigar chomping Jesse Ventura type colour foil. The bad guys were dumb and fun. The daft joke wrestler was funny rather than annoying. The champ actually had some impressive moves.

My co-pilot for the night fled at the half-way mark, unable to take any more. He missed the girl-fight, and the tag team. I had a fixed grin halfway between humour and horror the whole night. But it was cool. Kind of. Unique. Fun.

super 14 final.

Dumbest. Game. Ever.


Parody of telecom ads in the wake of the recent fallout.


maybe science is making things better

Study shows heavy marijuana use is unrelated to lung cancer. This seems weird since there’s more cancer linked substances in pot (they say) and you take it down longer etc, which leads them to speculate that maybe THC destroys the cancer cells, making them drop off when they get sick.

While another one shows we can grow a penis to replace a “damaged or defected” one and graft it on to a rabbit and have it work fine.

Which I guess, people being people, means in the future we will all be stoned and cancer free with our very own 12 inch black cock.

transforming Bogota

Bogota used to be on the verge of chaos. Then an ex-academic with no political experience and a bunch of interesting ideas won the mayoralty, dressed up like superman, employed mimes to direct traffic, distributed thumbs up/down cards for citizens to indicate feedback about each other’s behaviour, initiated a “women’s night” where men stayed home and looked after the kids, and a host of other creative measures (including, almost unbelievably, voluntary extra taxes). The results included dropping the murder rate to a quarter of what it was, and generally making for a happier, more productive city. The article is well worth a read.

“The distribution of knowledge is the key contemporary task,” Mockus said. “Knowledge empowers people. If people know the rules, and are sensitized by art, humor, and creativity, they are much more likely to accept change.”

Inspiring and inspired.

Mockus noted that his administrations were enlightened by academic concepts, including the work of Nobel Prize-winning economist Douglass North, who has investigated the tension between formal and informal rules and how economic development is restrained when those rules clash; and Jürgen Habermas’ work on how dialogue creates social capital. Mockus also mentions Socrates, who said that if people understood well, they probably would not act in the wrong way.

He stepped down after two terms as mayor, and may consider running for president.

Everything I Know

“What makes so difficult the task of informing humanity of its newborn option to realize success for all is the fact that all major religions and politics thrive only on the for-all-ages-held, ignorantly adopted premise of the existence of an eternal inadequacy of life-support inherent in the design of our planet Earth.”

Buckminster Fuller

For those curious ones with the time, Everything I Know is a 42 hour lecture by Buckminster Fuller. The link is to a very well laid out streaming audio and video of the entire thing, broken into sections with text showing the content, so you can find what you’re interested in and just listen to that. Brilliant use of the web.

Quite simply put, the more people who know and understand what this man said and did, the better the chances for humanity to have a positive future.

warnings for the future

An incredibly large radioactive waste storage facility now being constructed found itself faced with a fascinating question: since the deadly waste would last many many thousand years, there was very little guarantee who would be around to read the warning messages, and how to communicate with them.

So they got together a multidisciplinary group to try and work out how to warn the people of the future. Some of their ideas are pretty wild, in the form of oppressive monuments and so on.

This is the rough message they came up with. I find it somehow elegiac and beautiful.

This place is a message… and part of a system of messages… pay attention to it!

Sending this message was important to us. We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture.

This place is not a place of honor…no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here… nothing valued is here.

What is here is dangerous and repulsive to us. This message is a warning about danger.

The danger is in a particular location… it increases toward a center… the center of danger is here… of a particular size and shape, and below us.

The danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours.

The danger is to the body, and it can kill.

The form of the danger is an emanation of energy.

The danger is unleashed only if you substantially disturb this place physically. This place is best shunned and left uninhabited.


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(image lifted from shinybinary; the easy-to-use poster maker is motivator.)

These would all look better if the background page wasn’t the same black as the background of the posters 🙂

Right-click and view image to see them in their standalone glory.

I think I’m done playing with this for now.

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