Elaine Meinel Supkis of Berlin, NY. How she describes herself
Born at Yerkes Observatory, grew up on many observatory mountains and secret government testing grounds, burr under the saddle of the Real Rulers of America since childhood, family black sheep with three bags of wool, pulled down more than one politician in life, winner of the "Struck by Lightning Indoors" award for most hits in lifetime, three direct and seven glancing blows. Now living on a mountain with horses and cats and dogs and chickens and a husband. Yikes.
I grew up deep inside the CIA/military-industrial complex during the worst of the Cold War. And I had standing orders to learn to run on foot great distances so I could save myself if I ever heard all the jets take off at the military bases. And this did happen to me when Kennedy was assassinated. They all took off and I went running out of school.
The really sad fact was, my school was too far away and all I could do was run for the nearest foothills and survive on my own. I grew up, a survivalist who can use even simple things to hunt and kill and find water in the desert and do various tricky things. Too few Americans are survivalists so they better fear WWIII with a passion and this means
· punishing the Washington Post when it war mongers and
· supporting Jimmy Carter in his attempts at stopping Armageddon and the Apocalypse.
All this sounds very anti-semetic but then, my name for 25 years was Mrs. Levy and I know my own people well.
I used to be married to a Jewish man who is a very fine and gentle person. But at first, the family tried to declare him 'dead' and only after much effort, would they accept me as a second-class citizen. There were, until the bitter end, members of this family who refused to eat in the same room with me or ride in the same car, just for example. It was a very unpleasant experience.
But I also understand their feelings: .................
I am probably the only person outside of the Chinese communist leadership who knows their long, long range plans. This is because my parents were stationed there off and on from 1976 to 1996. The Chinese didn't realize exactly how much a spy I am, I grew up spying on my spy parents, after all. And I got them to tell me what was really on their minds when some of them lived with me or visited me. They all thought they were pumping me for information when all I was doing was teaching them about banking and commerce.
The name the Chinese gave me back then, the one their spy services used to refer to me was 'The White Bone Demon.'
From Cal Polytech: http://cla.calpoly.edu/~bmori/syll/Hum310china/WhiteBoneDemon.html
The monk Xuanzhang , escorted by his disciples Monkey, Pigsy, and Sandy, start out for the Western Paradise in search of Buddhist scriptures. The pilgrims press forward on their long, hard journey. One day they arrive at the White Tiger Mountain. The ever-watchful Monkey senses danger and volunteers to go ahead as a scout. He draws a magic circle around the others and tells them to stay inside it. “Don’t accost anyone while I am away,” he says, “and don’t touch any food.”
Now in this mountain there lives the White-bone Demon, a terror even among demons. Hearing that Xuanzhang has arrived with his disciples, she decides to go down the mountain and capture him. She is delighted to find Xuanzhang in meditation and is about to spring on him when golden rays shoot out from the circle and bar the way.
Unable to enter the magic circle, the demon changes into a coy young maiden and approaches the three with a basket of steamed buns in her hand. Greedy Pigsy smells the fragrant buns and races out of the circle to greet the girl. “I’m going over to the temple to offer sacrifices,” she says invitingly. Pigsy pulls Xuanzhang along to follow her.
I overheard a secret police officer visiting my 'student's' call me that name. I shocked all of them by laughing an evil chortle and showing them my comic book from China that was about this demon. In return, they showed me a Chinese TV show about the monkey king and this demon.
The fact is, I scared them. And the other fact is, I still scare them. They are approaching us as a cute chick, batting eyelashes. But I can see through them because I am a demon, too.
And if the USA wants to be the top dog in 50 years, they better listen to me. Acting like Pigsy is STUPID. Paulson is Pigsty. And Bush is trying to be the Monkey King only he is working for the demons. He belongs to a cult that prays to the Devil that is Death. He loves demons.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | June 01, 2007 at 10:30 PM
OK: time to tell a real story.
I am a 'psychic'. I see the future. This can be distressing. Indeed, it makes me very unhappy when it happens. But it happens.
I saw the WTC buildings destroyed August 15, 2001.
In a dream. My Watchers wanted me to 'see'
something so they took me (flying off the coast of NYC) and showed me a big
black cloud over the WTC. It looked like a tornado.
I yelled, 'Is that a tornado?' but being Watchers, they couldn't tell me details. One pointed north up the Hudson River valley.
"Did the storm come from there?' I asked. They shook their heads (they are sort of like vultures). "Are people going to die?' I demanded in rising fear.
They nodded. I looked again and watched the buildings turn to dust. I screamed and woke up my husband. I told him about the dream and he said, "I hope this is a normal nightmare.'
The jet hijacked by Atta flew over my house as I
stood outside. I said, 'Wow! That American Airlines jet is flying damn low!'
I could see it clearly. Only the military flies low over my roof!
It then suddenly turned and headed down the Hudson
River. "That's strange,' my husband said. "It
didn't go to the Albany Airport!'
I said, 'It came out of Boston. No Boston flights to NYC go this route.' We were
very puzzled. So I wrote to a BBC reporter I knew, telling him this: "I
think NYC will be attacked today.''
As soon as I mailed it, my daughter called and yelled to me to turn on the TV.
I did , took one look and began to try to call the
FBI. I knew there were more killers out there because I suddenly 'saw' them.
My husband said, 'Don't bother. They want this attack to succeed.' I was
tearing at the phone. I then looked at the TV and said, 'The towers will
disintegrate.' Then I 'saw' the people jumping...from their point of view.
At that point, I was on the floor banging my head on it and wailing. Each death tore through me. I went outside and met two Japanese nuns and when I told them what was happening, they said, 'This is the beginning of WWIII. We must pray the Lotus Sutra until the towers fall."
We were praying when someone came in, yelling about the towers falling. Junsan turned to me and said, 'Elaine-san, you must not
talk to your Watchers so much.' I said, 'They come to me, not the other way
around.'
We know that there were no explosives in this attack. There was lots of 'magic'
and 'religion'. The numbers were chosen for magical reasons. Ditto the date.
And Bush and Cheney and all knew all this would happen and the CIA is deeply
involved in all this and it was a conspiracy to drive us into war and Mossad
was involved and even more: this was all a Big Event the Magicians wanted and
prayed for and this is why they were all so happy when it happened.
But...NONE OF THEM EXPECTED THE WTC BUILDINGS TO COLLAPSE! None of them. When
this happened, they all flipped out! Bush had to run off to Orrfutt
AFB to HIDE!!! He was SCARED SILLY!
Nor did they expect the Pentagon to be attacked. This is why they just sat
there as the attack happened. The forces at work here were much, much bigger
than our government. Bin Laden lives in the Outer Darkness and he tapped
directly into it for this attack which is why I was able to 'see' it before it
happened.
And I wasn't the only person to do this. Several people 'saw' it too and bin Laden even chortled about this. There were several manifestations of this event in things like a card game, for example.
People wanting to imagine the lunatice running
America wanted to destroy the WTC are being silly. It was unnecessary. So why
do it? It almost destroyed Bush, you know. There was talk in the Halls of
getting rid of him three days after 9/11, especially in the dark halls of the
CIA.
The madness surrounding 9/11 are playing out in horrible ways. The '9/11 Truth'
people are possessed by the forces of the Outer Darkness and they are dangerous
and I think, insane. They won't listen to me any more than Bush listens to my
warnings.
This is very creepy and is connected with WWII and some very dark things in
there: Hitler's strange relationships with the Entity. It needs people who want
explanations for everything.
The collapse of the WTC is a mystery but not a simplistic one but complex. I have done exorcisms of buildings where death has taken hold. It is very dangerous. One of them, Hoch Hall at the University of Kansas, was destroyed by lightning bolts, for example.
Humans don't want to think about the Outer
Darkness because it is directly hooked into our own psyches and
fates. So most people ignore it. But it is there. Tolkien
talked about it. Indeed, when a professor who knew me since I was a child, gave
me a copy of Tolkien's lectures on this topic, I was amazed and horrified.
Some one else could 'see' it! But then, so could others. I have met people who are touched by it and can sense it. But my senses are sharp because of being hit by lightning several times. Lightning is very much a part of the Outer Darkness.
That place is where all things become one: hot and cold, big and small, dense
and thin. Time stops and time runs both directions. It is most peculiar. I
don't recommend visiting this place.
The WTC was very dense and it then turned suddenly into dust. Even the metal
structures that survived the initial collapse suddenly turned
to fine powder! This element alone is a sign this moment was an Outer
Darkness event.
When the dust was sucked underground, I
shuddered. It should be obvious to anyone.
And all this is meaningless. The Event happened. And it pushed WWIII much, much
closer. And I bend all my will to preventing this Event. It is much, much worse
than the WTC Event! It is The End.
How foolish.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | June 01, 2007 at 10:57 PM
The Entity wanted to kill all humans and Hitler tried his damnest to do this. When we ended WII by calling upon the forces of the Outer Darkness, It was overjoyed.
Only we refused to use more nukes. Since then, everyone has armed themselves
with a huge number of nukes and the Entity wants us to use these nukes. And It bends Its dark will towards this.
One thing about demons: they know we love money and they use this against us. I
was amazed how they use this tool...they tried it on me when I was in the Outer
Darkness, messing up their plans for the future.
But most people who call upon them WANT money and power! And are happy they
will get it. And this is why we have been moving towards WWIII relentlessly.
Each day is a battle to prevent this event.
And the two nations who can make this happen are Russia and America. And many
small nations like Israel, for example, are willing to start WWIII in order to
win something they want. And millions of Christians pray for this day!
Fatalistic Buddhists assume this will happen. And this is why I talk about Pegasus.
He doesn't want war. He wants us to have music, art, dance, science and poetry.
And drink wine and have sex. Gads! What more do we want, anyway?
That is what I want.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | June 01, 2007 at 11:07 PM
Hmm. Well, you do know more about these things than I do, so I will accept your explanation for why the towers collapsed straight down. Of course, if some kind of black magic was at work, then anything is truly possible. I too wondered about all the steel beams. Where were they?
I remember seeing the large black cloud over New York. It is truly an errie sight. It seems to engulf the entire city.
Then again, I have always considered New York to be an evil city. So much evil emanates out from that pit of snakes that most people could not possibly look upon it all and accept it as true.
If I wanted to be as popular as the top left wing bloggers, all I would have to do is never talk about Israel or Zionism. But I can't and won't so I lose readers. But this news service isn't about massaging people's lusts, it is just me telling the truth. My own family has disowned me over all this. My own father said, 'Why can't the Palestinians go away? They can live somewhere else!'
I said, 'Why don't you ask Santa Barbara to hand over the entire city to them?
You can all move but you can't sell your homes or take anymore
than you can carry on short notice.'
South American Araucana Chickens
I have these Chilean chickens who lay blue eggs. ……….
The news that these marvelous, singular birds, came over on canoes all the way over from Sumatra to South America makes me wonder: did this vast journey in tiny boats shape the genes of these birds? Namely, did the unfriendly ones or uncooperative ones die or were eaten? So only the most serene, friendly birds survived?
I once had a fire in the incubator of a hatching of Araucanas
and only one chick survived. I put her in my pocket and carried her around
while I took care of things. As this hen grew up, she had a lopsided hunched
back due to injuries from that fire. So I kept her with me, she being rather
helpless.
Well, she was super-friendly as her breed always is! And she rode on my
shoulder even when I was driving the truck around the property. I would take
her to schools to meet children who she let pet her and play with her. When Mo
Udall was running for President many years ago, he had her ride on his shoulder
when giving a speech in Tucson.
I had a long fight with the city over tearing down my house and gardens and
paving them over for a parking lot. At one point, an officer tried to ticket
me, claiming my Araucanas were 'noisy.' Trucks were
roaring by and military jets were screaming overhead. I said, 'See you in
court'. And we recorded the noises and took this to court. Along with Hunchback
Hen. Who sat in on the proceedings.
She won her case, of course.
These chickens obviously evolved in such a fashion, due to their long journey
across the world's mightiest ocean, that they make ideal pets and a source of
good, healthy, colorful eggs. They are good in cities as well as in the country
and are my favorite breed of chicken. And I must thank the Polynesians who
created this sweet bird.
Thank you!
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Elaine Meinel Supkis
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Many years ago, the CIA wanted to find people who were 'psychics'. Ditto, the KGB and Stasi. All three had intersected with me in 1967 when I went to the University of Kansas language summer courses for teenage geniuses seeking government money to go to school. It was free and the courses were college credit. I won one of the scholarships sponosred by the CIA which they found funny since my dad was (is) part of the CIA (he being one of the founding members). But the tests I took were fair, indeed, no one even in my own family expected me to come in #2 in the nation.
While in Kansas, I openly used my ability to 'see'
into the future because I saw a fellow student die by falling through
the ceiling in Hoch Hall when the director of the school of languagues
was speaking at our induction ceremony. It was during a very violent
thunderstorm and I yelled that someone was going to fall through the ceiling
and onto the stage (it was very vivid, the vision). This caused everyone to run
out of the building.
I then told everyone on campus to avoid the place and it was so well known that
Hans Richter, a visiting East German of very high rank, came to me and joked
about the rumors. He also invited me to visit East Germany and I accepted.
Well, on the last day of school that summer, a girl, Lorraine, ticked off that
I specifically warned her to avoid the building because she was the one I saw
in my vision, went to the auditorium secretly and climbed into the false
ceiling, fainted and fell and died.
Then I very openly demanded to do an exorcism before nightfall and the police
kept me away. At this point, the people running the language program were all
agog about this and I had several visitors who were very nervous and excited,
come to my room only I turned them away in great anger.
And then, that night, during a very violent thunderstorm, I did an attempt at
an exorcism that worked half-way. The battle in the Outer Darkness was
conducted via a series of chambers that went in and out of various time
periods. The point of my pursuit was to corner the entity I was seeking but
this meant going into the past and the future.
When I came out of this thing, I was then again contacted by people secretly
working for the CIA but I could see the past and the future and I knew many
hidden things so I turned down the scholarship and went to Germany to seek out
verification of what I found that night. All of which turned out to be correct.
The CIA and FBI and I played cat and mouse but when I tried to penetrate into
Eastern Europe in the summer of 1968 (I was now 18 years old), I got in an
argument with the Stasi headquarters in Berlin and either the phone was tapped
or they told my parents or something but I was arrested and deported to the
USA.
Where I declared war on the CIA. …….Sybil Leek …..[very interesting -FNC]
My parents know the Saudi Royals personally. Just like the Bushes.
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Elaine Meinel Supkis
Not to boast, but I was a child genius who did all sorts of amazing and very annoying
things including taking graduate courses at 18, etc. I was precocious and
totally obnoxious. So I read this stupid story making the rounds this week
about a girl 'genius' with great trepidation. Heh. She is like me only much
nicer. I was a total brat at only one year of age and I decided, true geniuses
were brats.
Her parents knew Georgia Brown was bright. After all, she could count to ten, recognised her colours and was even starting to dabble with French.
But it was only when their bubbly little two-year-old took an IQ test that her towering intellect was confirmed.
Georgia has become the youngest female member of Mensa after scoring a genius-rated IQ of 152.
At first I wondered if she was worse then me. But
then I saw the 'test': can she draw a circle? Use adult language (oh god, that
was fun when I was two!), etc. This is all simple stuff. When I was tested at
two, the doctor asked me to draw a circle. Since I was born at Yerkes
Observatory to two parents who were bona fide genius astronomers and other
skills too many to name, the University of Chicago thought I should be tested.
Well, I didn't draw a circle, that is boring, I drew a
whole village of round headed people with streets that were really just three
lines that intersected and the stick figures walked on the lines. But then I
was asked to draw squares so I made a village of square headed people!
I could talk like a professor, geeze, my parents were
professors and my baby sitter was Karl Sagan! I was surrounded by the top
astronomers of the world and I played under Einstein's desk, once. I loved
hiding under desks because this was part of my plan to dominate the world by
spying on the geniuses of the world and then blackmailing them.
From the Mail story of the girl genius:
(The mother) contacted Professor Joan Freeman, a specialist educational psychologist, for advice.
Professor Freeman applied the standard Stamford-Binet Intelligence Scale test to Georgia and was amazed to find this was too limited to map her creative abilities.
When 'The Family Guy' came out, I collapsed laughing at the youngest child, that, in a nutshell, was myself! I happily ran in and
out of Yerkes observatory, day and night, doing whatever I wanted. I figured
out how to read books and then music, mostly on my own. So I was like my sister
Mary or Carolyn, able to play many instruments over my life, etc. And all my
brothers and sisters were obnoxious geniuses. They still are! They never
change, rats.
Well, back to my wayward youth: the downside to all this is, one is often
smarter than the adults. My parents were accustomed to dealing with a pack of
savage genius children who were total brats, they told us to shut up or they
would hit us. Heh. I got good at blocking shots. And when I went to school:
hell on earth.
In kindergarten, my teacher told us to put on our aprons and fingerpaint. I told her, 'I don't need an apron, I paint
very neatly, thank you.' She yelled at me. So I painted a lovely picture using
yellow, red and blue and even mixing the colors to get green, a spring picture
of grass, flowers and trees. She punished me by slapping her fat ugly hands on
my painting and smearing it! I kicked her and was punished by the principal.
In retaliation, I was still only 4 and 1/2, since I got a high score on my
tests, I was let in school early, she asked us to
bring interesting things to show and tell. I caught a large snake and put it in
my bag. I got up and said, 'I love to find things in the fields behind the
observatory and this is a nice thing to have as a pet.'
I pulled it out and she screamed and ran from the room. It was as big as me. By
the way, since then I have had a bobcat, a poisonous Gila Monster, countless tarantualas, lizards, cats, dogs, horses, all sorts of wild
birds, oxen, a monkey, etc, etc. I lived in a zoo
most of my life and this kept my mother out of my room and my affairs because
she was scared of most of my pets. Ha.
Obnoxious: that's me! I was obnoxious to school mates. In first grade, my
teacher gave me the school reading book. I flipped through it and gave it back
to her. 'Can I have another book?' I asked. When she told me, it was for the
WHOLE EFFING YEAR, I broke into tears and she sent me to the principal who
hated my guts.
Gads, can't blame him. I spent most of my childhood, happy in the library. The
teachers could have me for an hour or so and then off I would skip! La, la, la.
Since my fellow students didn't like this, we fought all the time. I learned
more fighting techniques in school as a child, I devoured movies, tapes and
books on fighting and spent my adulthood, learning how to sword fight, fist
fight and shoot things.
Because I could understand adult talk at my mother's breats,
I was a menace at home because I spied on my parents who were spies. This was
tons of fun, I even stole their IBM typewriter tapes to decipher what they
wrote in letters. I pried into their affairs to the point, the CIA warned me to
stop. Heh. So I pried into other affairs, the government was my target. At 14,
I decided I should engineer a revolution and take over.
I took all sorts of genius tests and got genius goodies like early-out of
prison permission from the goal called 'school' and when I was only 16, my
parents gave me full adult rights in court just so they could get me out from
underfoot and out of their office and their files! So when I was arrested in
Germany when only 17, the Staatspolizei couldn't believe
I had full adult rights until the State Department confirmed this. I was still
deported.
But when I was a teen, I had my own house and car. I was in school and telling
jokes in class and memorizing things instantly and giving lots of headaches to
the government because of my deep political activities and the endless reams of
leaflets I wrote on a nearly daily basis on top of writing my and other
people's term papers.
I sailed along happily. Once, when I was still 17, I won permission to take a
graduate course. I dressed very conservatively in a suit I got in Germany and
sat primly in the front of the class. The professor slunk into the room, grumpling about 'That stupid bratty teenager' he had to
teach. I asked him questions and comisserated with him.
'I bet she is terrible. I hope you can kick her out,' I said.
Then, when everyone was there, he read the names on his list and when he came
to the last name, he was very pale indeed. He choked and tried to read my name
as I sat there grinning like the Cheshire cat. 'What are you going to do to
me?' he asked in despair.
'I want you to be my advisor! You tell me the
truth!' I said happily. And Professor Oncks became a dear friend. Alas, the things I
learned in school were not money makers so far. Indeed, when I was only 19, I
got a contagious disease and nearly died. I had a 105 fever for three days and
went into a coma. When I came out, I couldn't read. I also couldn't walk.
I remember trying to write to Prof. Onchs, 'Dear Prof, I can't remember anything.' I would pass
out and then write this same sentence again when I came to. He was very upset
when he got this letter. [Search below for "Jan 20, 2009" to
find another telling of her loss of photographic memory after coming out of the
coma.]
But I learned something. I couldn't read anymore, so I watched Sesame Street
with my young nieces. I would call out the letters and numbers. Then I
graduated to three box comic strips. I would forget the first box by the time I
got to the last so I would do it over and over until I could figure out how
they were connected.
Rapidly, I began to recover but never again would I
have photographic memory, the ability to pick up anything, any time, music or
physical stuff. I had to now learn things the hard way like everyone
else. Guess what?
THIS WAS WONDERFUL! The post-genius phase was much
easier than the pre-frontal lobotomy phase. I was a totally obnoxious
brat and got worse as a teenager. Authorities kicked me out of everything and I
would storm rough shod over anyone, anywhere. I couldn't be outwitted at a
ridiculous age (try having sex with someone like that...it is impossible). I
dropped out of college because the post-genius Elaine could have sex finally
and I got pregnant with my first child and had to
support her. This led me into construction since my devious plans to
have a revolution and then take over America collapsed. Heh.
So I moved to NYC and got involved in real estate.
Only I don't really want money and have a wide number of reasons to avoid
getting rich at anyone's expense so I live within my means and charted a course
that is safe and sane only I ended up raising my second child in a tent on a
mountain out in the middle of nowhere.
When I was 15, I belonged to a club we started that was for geniuses. At our
first meeting, we decided we all loved each other and then we discovered, all
our dads were heads of their departments at the University of Arizona and then
we figured out that we were all insane and we spent several years going nuts
together. One of the hanger-ons in our group is the
guy who does the TV show, the Simpsons. Um, hello, Lisa. Lisa is actually Lisa
and Anne. I am the bratty one, ahem. The one that is the most obnoxious and
likes to fight.
Aside from that, one of our group became a comix book
artist and writer. And I became a burr under Bush's saddle. The hopes of youth
wither into the goofy present as we cannot fathom based on some dopey
psychological tests, who will be a 'genius.' Just for example, my son's ability
with numbers far surpasses my own but he was very clumsy as a child and didn't
walk until 3 (ah, like Einstein and a host of other geniuses!). My daughter
walked at 9 months, spoke like an adult at 3 and drove all her teachers nuts and she struggled to do math at age 16 that
her brother breezed through at age 9!
She spoke English perfectly as a child, he had to have speech therapy and the
basic grammar of English explained and didn't master the language until he was
12. He now learns any language he wants to focus on in a flash as an adult! And
this is the true mystery of 'genius': it has
its own stages, ages and styles as well as manifestations. It also doesn't mean
one will be great in adulthood. Many geniuses, due to the need to be obnoxious,
have a very hard slog in life. Indeed, I would call it a handicap!
I suggested to Yale, where they study this stuff, child geniuses should be
allowed to refuse school and instead, be moved to some island with lots of wild
animals, swings, swords (heh), a huge library and a bunch of computers along
with regular tools, a lab and an observatory. Then they can park us there for those dangerous years and not
worry that some of us might want to take over the world, at least, not until we
get our mechas perfected and rigged up with
sufficient laser weapons! [mecha: Noun (in anime, manga, etc.) a large armored
robot, typically controlled by a person riding inside the robot itself. ]
Ah, and this has to be multi-national and we must get Japanese TV. Thank you.
I grew up in the schizoid world of the undercover CIA. I wondered why Presidential or Pentagon helicopters would find my dad while he was in the mountains, fly catching trout or land in our front yard to whisk him away while the goverment officials on TV were always telling us to be calm, WWIII wasn't going to break out and annihilate us. I spied on my parents to discover their mysterious doings. I am inside more than one CIA file and I hoped these would be released ...... [June 2007]
I have lived in the best and worst of times. When my husband was brain damaged at work, he was suicidal and we were tremendously poor while going to court to prove he was injured at work by chemicals. We lived in a tent and I had to go to town dumps for building materials and food kitchens in winter for something to eat. I presented the world with a cheerful face except some times, I would cry in public. But I didn't want people to feel sorry for me. This was during a recession so my friends were in financial trouble. Two of them moved into our tent complex at one point or another in time and lived up to half a year like this.
Indeed, we had a number of people stay with us. And not only was it a
merry time, it saved my husband's life. He was never alone and as we all
cheered ourselves onwards, we saved each other! And this is what it is all
about: community. Caring for one and another even if we can't see or touch each
other. And my door is always open even to strangers. We have taken in people
from my husband's hospital and gotten them back on their feet. If you are
alive, you can get back on your feet!
I hate sounding pessimistic. I wish I could wave my wand and fix things. But there are constraints on magic making. And one of these is, one can't wish for wealth or the Fates and Furies will take revenge. The story of King Midas begging for bread is a warning to us humans. This is why I say the real wealth in this world is a loving family. And good friends.
When I first read Tolkien in 1959, I was amazed that he called the place where magic and power intersect, 'The Outer Darkness.' For this is what I called my own world. Everything is the exact opposite of what it really is. And C.S. Lewis called his imaginary world, 'Shadowlands.' Which is what we see when we try to look at the Outer Darkness.
The U.S. House of Representatives Foreign Affairs Committee passed a resolution Tuesday [June 26, 2007] seeking an apology from Japan over the sexual exploitation of Asian women by the Japanese military during World War II.
The nonbinding resolution was approved by 39-2. Rep. Michael Honda, a California Democrat of Japanese descent, and some Republicans submitted the resolution in January urging the Japanese prime minister to offer an official apology to the victims, known euphemistically in Japan as ''comfort women.''
They raped girls. Not just women. Girls. As a girl who was raped, I will tell
you, it is painful. And the repercussions are life-long. And I wish my rapist
paid me something. He owes me a lot. But then, he
killed himself after he confessed to me so there was some small justice there.
I lived for 10 years in a tent.
I have no degree at all so no one listens.
Today, several newspapers carried a story about people who are behind in their mortgage payments being swindled by crooks who promise to 'fix' their woes if they only hand over the deed to the property. .............Well, I say, this is a perfect parable for the entire USA: we are giving the deed to our entire economy and nation to crooks who promise to fix our financial affairs but all they are doing is loading up everything with debts! And our government is assisting them in this rip-off!
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Everyone wants to have their cake and eat it too. But adults who are responsible understand this is impossible so they bite the bullet and do the right thing. Bad things can happen, stuff we never expect. Deaths, injuries, a disabled child is born or a parent's health deteriorates, whatever. Sometimes, when bad things happen, one has to move quickly, looking ahead, one must make hard choices and then act on them.
For example, when my husband had to leave his job due to chemical poisoning, we
were in the middle of building our house. For three months, we did just fine,
he got his pay checks and all was well except for his deteriorating health.
Then he became so ill, he was near death so he was fired. We had to go to court
and the first thing I asked was, 'How many years will this take?' It was more
than three! Well, we applied for Social Security Disabilty
and were turned down even though my husband was now locked up in a secure
facility for people with brain damage!
My lawyer said, 'How on earth can he work? This is impossible.' But Social
Security told us, we had to sue them. So we did. This was another 3 year
ordeal. The same day we were told this, I sat down in our temporary housing, a
smallish tent, and drew up a five year plan for living on nearly nothing. My
son and I designed a large tent complex and we went to junk yards and sent out
word to builders, we needed help and help did pour in so we had a six room tent
built and someone gave us a Victorian woodstove which I still use in winter,
for example.
People volunteered to cut firewood, I would go to food pantries for the poor
and do work at them for boxes of food. I raised my own vegetables and chickens
and lambs so we had a good variety except in winter, of course. The main thing
is, I doubled up my labor surviving and tried to make things work until we won
all our cases and I could resume building my home.
I was the only woman back in the late 1970's to take carpentry courses. Everyone in my group that graduated was invited into the Carpenter's Union except for me even though I took the top prize for my final project. So I had to fight for work the hard way which meant working for less than union contractors.
I sued the union. And eventually won but who cared by then? I was a contractor
making very good money buying Victorian houses and then reselling them for 100%
profits. But by the time I won, the union was a dead male walking. Except for
government contracts, it is now ignored by everyone.
Because emotions grip me greatly, I am a rationalist. I look at things and connect the dots, I crunch numbers, I am fascinated by charts, graphs and laws of nature. I strive to understand them because this is how I am. Many people on 9/11, for example, sat and gasped. I screamed and beat my head on the floor. I am a very emotional person. But then, once I expend my feelings, my head is perfectly clear. The outburst is about 30 seconds long and then the rational thinking begins, unhindered by the remains of emotional stress.
Elaine Meinel Supkis
209 Greenhollow Rd.
Petersburgh, NY 12138
Justin Raimondo, the powerhouse behind Antiwar.com has blanked out my access to his writings because I quote him and then dissect his work. Or rather, I don't worship his analysis as the end all and be all.
When I began this news service [Culture of Life News], I decided to talk about things that interest me. And what has always interested me has been WWIII. My very first foray on the New York Times forums many years ago was, 'Can We Avoid WWIII?' thread I started there. All my life, avoiding this war has been my mission and my hope. If I want to stop this event, I have to talk about the Apocalypse. This religious horror is like a Grim Reaper who sits at the table, silent. Except when it stirs. We can hear it moving when we see the news, if we look carefully. Several times, the Reaper nearly swept us all aside. This began right after my 12th birthday. I was in Junior High at the time. On my birthday, I climbed into the foothills of the mountains where I could see all of Tucson. Standing under a saguaro I called, 'Saguaro Woman', I looked into the setting sun which was falling to the West right where Bavaquivari raises its warning finger to the sky. That mountain is also the Mountain of the Dead. As if in a dream, I could see the Vulturine figure of Death rising and I shuddered and went home to warn my father that we were in danger.
The very next day, a U-2 using a camera built and
designed by my father, photographed what might have been missiles being taken
to Cuba. My father is one of the founders of NASA as well as the CIA. He
is a world expert in optics, rockets and covert activities.
20080603:
I used to appear in the Times, even have had editorials published there. But one day, an editor for the Times called me to tell me that after a raging meeting, they decided to totally eliminate me from the news flow.
HAHAHA. Airbrushed out! Once, Phil Donohue called me and asked me to appear on
his show to talk about China! I was picked up in a limo. Taken to the studio.
Phil ran into the guest prep room to yell at me, 'GO AWAY! GO AWAY! I don't
want to see you!'
As usual, I went into my darker mode and turned to him and said, 'As it is for
me, it will be for you. You will be eliminated from TV and no one will remember
you.'
And 10 years later, he joins me in the perpetual Outer Darkness! Isn't that
great? Dan Rather once told me to drop dead, he didn't need to put me on '60
Minutes' to rebut a story he did about my family. I said, 'Dan, you know I am
always right. You know me! How could you do this to me?' He said, 'I never want
to talk to you again!'
I went into my darker realm to peer into the future. 'You, too, shall be
destroyed by your masters. You will be taken off TV and rubbed out of
everyone's minds.' And so it was. And over what? The same story I peddled to
the news long ago in 2000: the Bush AWOL story. The media lied about that story
for years. Bush went totally AWOL and even went on illegal drugs. There was
proof about this. But Dan Rather was fed fake documents and thus, the trap was
sprung and he was eliminated.
There is an ARMY of people that cannot get on the news. Once, I said at a
public speech in San Francisco, 'The ONLY way I can get on TV is to deliver
this speech topless.' I then took off my shirt and revealed my size D breasts.
I made the news! Only they covered my face and refused to say who I was!
HAHAHA.
Once, I raged through DC on November 11, 2000. I gave everyone in Congress my
petition to have National Uniform Voting Methods And Systems.
NPR interviewed me and as I left the city, I listened on the radio as the
excited announcer said, they would be talking about their phone call with me.
'EVERYONE in DC is talking about her proposal!' said the announcer.
Then dead silence. Not only was I not mentioned ever again on the news about
that matter, NO ONE TALKED ABOUT IT AT ALL. I and the proposal was wiped out!
Utterly. The New York Times editors knew about that story. They joined in the
black out. Gads. Once ABC called me in hysterics and said, 'We will NEVER put
you on our shows again'. Sigh. This is why I say, 'No one listens to me.'
Death and Wealth are two sides of the same celestial coin. The entire reason why I talk about money so much is not due to a desire to be rich but fear of the future. My sole reason of existing is to try to stop WWIII. This is why we have to figure out all the riddles of the Sphinx: what is wealth? Who gets it? Will it save us from death?
http://elainemeinelsupkis.typepad.com/ezmoneymatters/2008/06/a-death-in-the.html
June 25, 2008
Elaine Meinel Supkis
I come from a very strange family. Buried deep inside the creation of the
modern secret society/secret state/top secret clearance world, my parents were
builders of the New World Order. My mother died last night at the same hour
when I was born, at the literal 'dead of night'. All her life, she feared me
because I pried into the secret world which was the night world she and others
who were building the New World Order were creating.
One of my brothers sent me a three sentence email to tell me about her death.
He was an ordained minister in the Lutheran Church but I am assuming is no
longer exactly that, I have no idea what he is. Her remains will be incinerated
and then the ashes scattered in the desert in Las Vegas. I suggested ironically
and with considerable rage, her ashes should be scattered where all those
nuclear bomb testing grounds.
My mother was a great scientist and thinker. She also had seven children. She
raised us in her home but kept us at arm's length when it came to things that
were going on in the dark pools of US imperial rule. I grew up spying on my
parents. Even with this, I missed a lot of important things.
A reporter several years ago revealed to me that my mother and father were
involved with Jack Parsons, the founder of the Jet
Propulsion Lab in Pasadena, California. The more I learned about Jack
and my parents, the more freaked out I became. All sorts of things suddenly
fell into place, things that puzzled me as I was growing up. Things that have a
lot to do with the Outer Darkness and my birth.
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When Von Braun defected to the Allies, the US began a big, very secret push to gain access to the secret rocket caves in what was to be the Russian Sector of Germany. Roosevelt goofed at the Yalta Meeting where Russia and the US divided up Europe between themselves. This meant US agents would have to rush into Germany before the Russians reached Jena and take the rocket plans and as many rockets as possible. The first team sent to do this died when their plane crashed.
Jack celebrated this because he thought that the government would now send him
to Germany. You see, the plan of Jack and his fellow coven mates was for them
to go into Germany and get the Great Power there and use it to terrorize and
rule the world in the New World Order. But before Jack could go to Germany, he
had to pass inspection by the OSS and FBI. Because of his ALTERNATIVE magic
society activities, he was turned down. My father was chosen, instead.
So my father married my mother and that month, set out to Europe to tangle with
the Nazis and Soviets in a quest to retrieve the Holy Grail and the Spear of
the Cave of Death. He mostly succeeded but the forces of history led to the
rocket technology being evenly split between Russia and the US. Literally, as
the Soviets fought their way into the secret caves in Germany, my father was
frantically coming out of these caves carrying important information.
This was the Ultimate Cave of Death and Wealth. While he was doing this, the
Nazis tried to prevent anyone from going into these caves by blowing up part of
it. The lights went out. My father had a crisis of the soul. He began to pray
the Lord's Prayer and then shot his gun and listened to the echos
to see here the cave exits were. He crawled out. The US got its missile program
and so did the Soviets. Six months later, the US blew up first, Hiroshima and
then Nagasaki, an obvious war crime, one we committed so we could end WWII
before Russia could join in the attacks on Japan.
The nuclear bomb instantly migrated into the emerging rocket program.
Jack Parsons and Ron Hubbert hated my parents because of all this. Jack, in
particular. My mother began to have children starting in 1945. Every year and a
half to two years, she had a child. I was born in 1950. Both Jack and Ron
wanted to find a female who would give birth to DAUGHTERS who would be able to
move in and out of the Outer Darkness with ease. They wanted to have a GIRL who
could 'change history' and meddle in the affairs of the CIA which was founded
by equally satanic ritual cultists of rival secret societies. They wanted a
girl who could 'see through walls' and 'see the future' and do other odd things
like get hit by lightning and not even be scratched by it [an unfortunate and
difficult life proposition, by the way]. Three times, Ron and Jack went to
Death Valley to pray for this female. The last ceremony was right before my
mother became pregnant with me.
Both Jack and Ron's females were utterly unable to conceive during all this
crazy magic spell making. Each time, Jack would learn from his mother that my
mother had yet another girl. He decided he should kill my parents and probably
kidnap me. This sounds totally insane and it was. Gossip within the people who
knew him hinted at that. My dad even said, when I confronted him about this
information, 'It is all over with. He blew up. He couldn't hurt you.' I was
raped by an astronomer who was involved in yet another ritual satanic circle
when I was only 5 years old. These things were all connected. People wanted to
see if they could tap into the Outer Darkness via my sexual powers.
During my youth, more than one famous person came to me privately, seeking
this. Each time, I simply said, 'I will show you the Outer Darkness. Come with
me.' And always, always, when they come, they see a MIRROR and this they cannot
penetrate. Because they seek power, the vision they see destroys them. So they
flee. It is all rather depressing, actually. The CIA hoped to find someone who
could do this and then recoiled when they discovered the paradox of power and the
Cave of Death.
My parents became Christians and thought this would protect us and them. It
failed utterly, of course. Instead of leading to a happy world, it led them
down into the Valley of Death for it caused them to pray and work for the APOCALYPSE.
A thing I strive always to prevent! For the magic spells of Jack and Ron back
in the 1940's were aimed at creating the WHORE OF BABYLON. She was supposed to
drive people mad and get them to bring the End of Times. And then Ron and Jack
would rule the planet using their rockets, nuclear bombs, etc.
OTHERS HAD THIS NIGHTMARE DREAM TOO. They are our rulers today. They have rival
magic circles. Such as the Skull and Bones which
was founded by one of my ancestors. [Henry Steele] Most Americans, fooled by the veil
of 'Christianity' and 'Judaism' or 'Islam', are unable to see the darker
underbelly of these belief systems. All three are focused on creating the
Apocalypse. All three are ultimately death dealing religions with one of the
nastiest gods ever conceived by humans.
...............my parents, seeking to escape rather than confront the death machine they were directly responsible for building, .....they thought, if they read the Bible every day and prayed to Jesus, all their deeds would turn to goodness and kindness. Then I would show up and harass them about what they were doing every day! Stop it! Stop! Please, go to the press. Denounce the Pentagon! Denounce the CIA! Denounce the nuclear programs!
All my life, I tried to turn the Wheel of History in a new direction. All my
life, I tried and tried to get my parents to denounce the Death Machine. And I
couldn't move them or the US or anyone to stop anything. This failure is not
total. I have managed to persuade people without power to ask for a change in
direction. But not one soul who had actual control of the Levers of Power has
heeded any of my warnings or listened to any of my explanations or my accurate
predictions.
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It still bugs me a lot, reading about Jack Parsons. My mother's name was Marjorie. The woman he selected to give birth to the girl who would ride Pegasus was named Marjorie. This was not a common name, by the way. And Ron L. chose a companion that had my aunt's name, Helen! This was NOT accidental at all! Not at all.
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..........the truth doesn't hurt! IT DOESN'T HURT! The truth actually frees us so we can fly on Pegasus who has no patience for lies. After all, the only way people can be creators is to cease lying and to seek the truth! This is why poets and story tellers are closer to the truth than scientists or reporters!
...... For the wood is big and wide and the trees were selected by myself, in the forest.
Trees growing on mountainsides have smaller rings and are of sounder wood than
trees that grow in swampy areas or have less pressure from the prevailing
winds. Trees that fight for life on mountainsides are strong because of
adversity. This is true throughout all of Nature: if something is sheltered and
never has to struggle to survive, it is weak and sickly.
This is why we must face the winds and storms of life and be brave and good.
Even if this doesn't seem to be as beneficial as screwing your neighbors,
stealing stuff and running murderous regimes, in the long run of history,
goodness shines through like sunlight through stained glass windows in ancient
cathedrals.
From http://elainemeinelsupkis.typepad.com/money_matters/2008/07/july-12-2008-el.html :
Hello Elaine:
Your writing style reminds me of my favorite author! (Ursula LeGuin)
...did you really confront the pope when you were 17? I would be interested to learn more about this, if you're willing to share.
Thanks again. It strikes me as strange and true, your thoughts on dreams and darkness and truth.. I was first introduced to you last week (the article you wrote about your mothers death).
You are on my favorite links list, which include reddit, marketwatch (for the after-article comments only), jim sinclairs site and of course Ron Paul's campaign for liberty.
kind regards. .........
Posted by: Clymer | July 12, 2008 at 12:48 PM
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All us X-Catholic cultists want to know what Herr Ratzinger did in April of 1945. If you can, please. [Search Ratzinger, below.]
Posted by: Jojo | July 12, 2008 at 01:41 PM
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In April, my father was rapidly approaching Dachau because he was avoiding Munich in his rush to reach the secret rocket center deep inside of caves outside of Jena, Germany. He was in charge of the US rocket program and was a top OSS officer. He was moving AHEAD of the US army except for a handful of soldiers.
Ratzinger was outside of the concentration camp because he was pressed into service to stop my father! As the American group, all of them high-powered people on a very urgent mission, approached Ratzinger and his unit, my father yelled in German for them to disband because Hitler ordered this!
Ratzinger dropped his gun and ran. My father then noticed the camp and decided to see if there was anything interesting there because it looked like a military value object.
The rest is horrible history. Because of this, I had some connection to all of this and when I was challenging Ratzinger who was lecturing us anti-Vietnam war students and I was a top power in the antiwar movement on campus, being an American CIA brat against the war, I was selected to debate Ratzinger.
This led to me looking into his mind and the 'connection' suddenly became very clear so I questioned him closely and everyone booed him when he blurted out that yes, he was outside Dachau in early April and indeed, did see and hear my father that day.
Years later, Ratzinger told the NYT that the person most responsible for turning him into a right wing Opus Dei demon was the American girl who forced him to admit to being a Hitler Youth outside of Dachau. Search.
About the ultimate powers of money: understanding the technical side is always futile if we cannot understand the spiritual side of money. 'Spirit' is just a word and it denotes our psychological state, our emotional history, our secret desires, our conflicted feelings, our entire ouvre of existence from beginning to the potential end.
HUMANS INVENTED MONEY. Because of this, we control it. Because of this, we can abuse our control. Because we can do whatever we want we end up doing stupid things because we want infinity. Why do we want infinity?
Because it is God or the Goddess. All religions are set up to CONTROL gods. This is why we pray to them, build shelters for them and beg them to give us things including eternal life forever and ever, total love, 97 virgins, whatever! We want them to give us infinite what ever.
The true gods are like Libra: asks that we balance things. Balance ourselves. Balance up with down, in with out. Not to go to infinity at all. This annoys our desire to be infinite and forever. So this is UNPOPULAR.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | July 12, 2008 at 03:00 PM
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[my grandparents and parents were all great astronomers]
....... RPI, the institute I used to teach at.
I come from old 'nobility' stock. My mom looked like a clone of Queen Elizabeth and talked in the exact same funny way complete with the stiff upper lip. Since my ancestors spent their free time killing people or each other, we are a bloody lot.
There is no one who can compete on the grounds of generations of desperate attempts at controlling things via the sword than the Normans. Then there are older tribes: in the Middle East, we see this at work.
The Middle East seems to be a magnet for this sort of people. To earn Jesus' blessings, my ancestors rode off to the Crusades and slaughtered the civilians in an orgy of blood, just for example.
When one looks at the mirror, we can either see the truth or go to the carnival mirror. The truth is, we are like 'Mother Nature, red in tooth and claw.' The British royals [old enemies of my family, by the way] hides this by pretending to be civilized. But the grandchildren really wanted to go to war in Afghanistan and kill someone, anyone!
The princes have blood in their eyes. They would happily chop up the press, too. Just give them a sword!
The old royals of Europe who survived WWI and WWII are still around within the Bilderberger conspiracy, for example. To this day, everyone defers to these descendants of killers.
The rich come and go but the smart rich marry into
nobility so they can become part of this system. The sale of sons and
daughters of the old nobility to the highest bidders is common and a major
source of income for this crew.
For this crew has one major tool: SEX. So long as one member in the marriage
bed has this hot ribbon of murder flowing in
the veins, the family tradition continues. If it is coupled with economic
mercenaries seeking the keys to inherited power, we get some rather troubling coupliings. Like the Medici.
The Real Rulers are a strange bunch, that is certain.
Many, many black sheep lurk within this coterie. The black sheep are hated by
the rulers with a passion which is truly ancient. The names of those who defied
the Thrones are known by the people sitting on these fancy chairs.
Occasionally minor nobility like the very minor Napoleon clan manages to claw their way to the top. But if the marriage bed is infertile, this can fail. Queen Victoria was immensely fertile. Her offspring all ended at war with each other in a massive fratricidal snit we now call WWI.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis August 29, 2008 at 09:14 AM
From: GOP Girls Go Wild Sex Party Convention Time
An older sister of mine is a founder of The Family of God. They are epic child abusers. One abused boy, owned by the other founders, murdered his nanny because he went crazy from all the sex abuse.
These sorts of weirdos are hideous humans. I wasn't invited to my mother's funeral because the fundie members wanted to do it their way. They are beyond creepy.
I can't express my annoyance enough. Seriously, these people are a grave danger
to the entire planet earth since they control NUCLEAR BOMBS. And trust me on
this one! My family has been deeply involved in the missile side of the nuclear
systems.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | September 01, 2008 at 09:17 PM
I can't talk about reality when the entire US is drifting down a river of denial. It is very, very strong. For example, the US public is told over and over again, 'The economy is strong' when it is very, very weak.
Just as we are told that our military is strong when it is utterly ineffective.
The morals issue has been the #1 bed bug for many, many Americans. They honestly wanted a more moral world. But then were side-tracked by bribes and offers of 'EZ money/$0 down game. THIS is the essence of modern America: a desire to have our cake and have sex too and then be 'moral' to boot.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | September 01, 2008 at 09:54 PM
If people look at the news realistically, they could avoid messes that are painfully obvious. Why people refuse to do this is a matter of greatest interest to the Goddess of History. She watches her evil sisters who are the Fates and Furies who are of course, great gossips with the goddesses of Inflation and Depression. A cackling crew of demonic females, yes.
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Once upon a time, when I was rather young, I had to literally go into the Cave of Death. Frankly, I was stunned to discover it was also the Cave of Wealth.
This revelation shook me to the core. It took years to understand exactly how this place works. At first, whenever I tried explaining this oddness, people would say, 'You are crazy.'
So I had to study many religions and fairy tales, seeking confirmation about all this and was delighted to find it all over the place.
Next came proving this in the real world. My ability to predict the future is very much dependent upon understanding the true nature of money and wealth.
With this in mind, it is laughably easy to understand how to see ahead. One limitation has been set on my life: I, myself, am forbidden to use this knowledge to amass personal wealth and power.
Why?
Ah! This is the ultimate nature of the Cave of Wealth and Death: I will be destroyed by the darker forces there. My soul, that is. The other shock I got while there, in 1967, was that the soul is the only thing of value in that place and the creatures there would gladly exchange immense sums of money for these souls.
Not all souls cost the same, either. Some are of greater utility to the creatures who are all spawn of the Dire Sisters.
Backing up to today's world: everyone who is destroying our entire banking and commerce systems are people who traded their souls to demons. They think they are cheating the demons because they think they have the key to the Cave of WEALTH and NOT the Cave of DEATH.
They will stumble over skeletons and hear the screams of the dying and think, 'I am above all this! I am rich!' But they are the cause of all this.
This is the sadness of hyper-wealth. If we look hard at the history of the ruling elites, it is one of rising to power and then slowly or swiftly rotting away, internally. Our Founding Fathers knew this [some of which were my ancestors]. They felt that excessive wealth would bring moral destruction. Except half of them were slave owners who wanted excessive wealth.
And some were merchants who dreamed of excessive wealth. So the US has this bloody history that belies everything our revolutionary fathers claimed. This is why we are now a great empire that is utterly rotten to the core.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | September 10, 2008 at 08:39 AM
OK, she might have just said "Money isn't everything.".
But to me, the message in her terms conveys a bit more. -FNC
"If we provoke WWIII as an out, we will end up using sticks and stones to stay alive. Anyone who knows how to live this way [like me] will do just fine. I even know how to midwife! As well as run oxen and horse teams."
Wrong. You live on stolen land. You may be comfortable that the Mohegans have been 'ethnically cleansed', your favorite term, to make room for your Grizzlina Adams fantasies. Yes, they are the specific tribe that has been killed off to make room for you. Do not be so comfortable about their disappearance. Their kith and kin are here already, and flowing across the southern border by the day. They are eying your stolen mountaintop. Now let's talk about what is really important, the Zionist foreign entity in Philistina. I want to ask you to use the terminology of Hammas for historical veracity henceforth. And please do not cast any aspersions on Hitler either. It appears duplicitous.
Posted by: calvino | September 19, 2008 at 12:55 PM
Calvino, my ancestors really honestly [on the Baker side of the family] did marry the natives here! Long story: ancestress was kidnapped by the Heron tribe, was rescued by a Mohican who decided, on the canoe ride home, to marry her. She said 'Yes' because he was a handsome hunk and they had many children. In my family, each generation, there is someone who looks like these children.
Honest to god, my sister Barbara used to play Indian roles in movies and TV shows out West! She was very much a look-like the part native.
This is what happens when populations merge. I am all for merging.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | September 19, 2008 at 01:26 PM
The great 'investment banks' like Goldman Sachs and JP Morgan, etc, all began to run on a 30-1 or worse, ratio. So when these assets ceased to cause money to flow into these banks due to no one paying the interest due, the entire value of the banks collapsed and there was no foundation to form a bottom. What we are seeing is a classic Outer Darkness business:
THERE IS NO BOTTOM. This is a classic 'bottomless pit.' If we read any stories
about the world of warlocks, wizards, vampires, etc,
if we look at all stories about that dream world of nightmares, the worst
nightmare is to fall into this bottomless pit. This pit is the Cave of Wealth
and Death, of course. When I was hit by lightning as a child, I fell into this
place. It was very terrifying. The only thing that saved me was Pegasus came
tearing past like a burning comet and I grabbed at him and was yanked upwards.
This is all dream metaphors, of course. My
human mind grasped at concepts and pictures that helped me not despair as I
struggled to breath again in
the real world. So it is with money: it is magical yet it has to have a
connection with real things. The only way out of this mess is to take away all
the magic money from the bankers and turn it back into real things. This is
what 'mark to market' is all about: making these imaginary values real again.
And the banks hate this with a passion and are now unloading all of this into
the central banks who are using the governments of Europe, Asia and the
Americas to restore value by having the tax payers, not the bankers, eat the
losses.
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20081223 http://emsnews.wordpress.com/2008/12/23/real-conspiracies-hide-behind-fake-ones/#more-765
Anything to do with the CIA and the OSS or the KGB, for that matter, is like entering a vast maze. Filled with demons. There is a lot of death, doom and destruction. Once, many years ago, my mother wrote me a letter about all the horrible things that were happening around them while they were stationed in Russia. ’It’s all death, doom and destruction,’ she wrote, ‘Have a nice day!’
HAHAHA. Ack. Yes, this sums up the CIA perfectly. Actually, I find all of this very hard to write since we kids were ordered to never, ever talk about my father’s ‘Dark Side’ work. I know a great deal about many things and since my father is still alive, hiding somewhere, I have no idea, anyway, he is in hiding. I feel sorry for him since I have begged him all my life to tell the truth to the world. Please! Here is my mother’s only obituary in the news:
reviewjournal.com — Obituaries
Published June 28, 2008.
MEINEL, MARJORIE
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MARJORIE PETTIT MEINEL Marjorie Meinel was born in Pasadena, Calif., May 13, 1922, and died at age 86, June 24, 2008, peaceably from natural causes in Henderson. She was the beloved wife, of Aden Meinel for 64 years. She bore seven children, all living, Carolyn, Walter, Barbara, Elaine, Edward, Mary and David. Her parents were Drs. Edison Pettit and Hannah Bard Steele Pettit, both astronomers. Marjorie assisted her father in making the first time-lapse movies of eruptive solar prominences using their backyard six-inch telescope. She obtained her BA at Pomona College (1943) and MA in astronomy at Claremont Colleges (1944). As a teaching assistant she taught Army airmen navigation using a traditional sextant. Several of her students became navigators on Jimmy Doolittle’s famous air raid on Tokyo in 1942. She immediately started work at California Institute of Technology as Associate Editor of World War II secret rocket programs marrying co-researcher Aden Meinel in 1944. |
My secretive father and youngest brother conspired to virtually hide her death from nearly the entire planet. My mother was well known to many world leaders, dead and alive! The need for secrecy is insane. So I know how secrets operate. The emotional mentality behind it all is right in my face. I have to deal with this emotional wound caused by living [and being cast out of] a super-secretive family who worked for more than half a century in dark and often even disgusting ways.
But there is the other form of darkness: misinformation. People who belong to and work with Shadowlands spit out lies all the time. Not only that, they also go INSANE. And boy, do they go insane. Many people on the outside think people do horrid and strange things for rational reasons. THIS IS FALSE. They are often driven mad by their double lives. The very secrets they carry destroy the mind.
This is because all of this taps directly into the Outer Darkness. When Hitler made his resolutions to become a force of dark power, it was while he was blinded and filled with despair. He made a deal in that place of utter madness. Stalin went mad and killed his own family just like more than one Roman Emperor. Mao was mad. Madame Mao, twice as mad [my parents knew both people, incidentally].
Father:
Aden Meinel seems to be “A. B. Meinel”
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There are 7 Children over 18:
Carolyn Henson-Meinel
Wally Meinel
David Drach-Meinel (Preacher)
Elaine Supkis
Ed Meinel
Mary Newport-Meinel
David Drach-Meinel
Predicting the future is very tricky. There are no shortcuts. We either look at everything all the time. Or we make wild guesses. If you are really unlucky, the denizens of the Darkness might entertain you with dreams that clearly show the future. Only they don’t follow our time stream. So putting a date on anything is virtually impossible. Only when it actually happens, do we say, ‘Oh no! Not now!’ The ability to see the future is actually a curse.
But few humans want to understand why this is so. I will happily explain: we really don’t want to see our own deaths. So the goddesses are merciful, keeping us confused. Since we can’t see the future clearly, we can live with hope, not in dread of the obvious outcome. This reminds me of one very obvious outcome: the US going bankrupt.
It is obvious to anyone with a brain that the US cannot run deeper and deeper and deeper in the red. Even with 0% interest rates and no money down, eventually we will go bankrupt. And all wealth will be worthless due to all things being degraded. All the glittering gold is useless if there is no food. This is why ancient people showed Lady Luck as the one who carries the Horn of Plenty, not lots of money. For food is life. And the only true good luck is to have food, love and peace. Not infinite wealth.
So, predicting that the US won’t be AAA for much longer is no brainstorm. On the other hand, predicting when our trade rivals decide to cease offering us a free ride and easy credit: this is far more tricky.
On Jan 20, 2009, at 10:20 AM, Elaine Supkis wrote:
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I once had an IQ that was stratospheric. I took my first graduate course when only 17 years old. Then, I nearly died and the fever that put me in a coma, destroyed brain cells. Well…it actually made it easier for me to think! I still am astonished with that effect. My brain was driving me insane when I was an extremely precocious teenager. Many teen geniuses go mad, you know. I once belonged to a national club where you had to score at the top 1% on intelligence tests run by the CIA [NOT IQ tests]. My daddy being CIA, he had me tested and I was in the top .0001% in 1967.
Well, after the fever, when I was lying in bed for several months, I had to learn how to read again. I watched 'Sesame Street' which was in its first year then, and I tried reading 'Peanuts' comix strips only I forgot what was in the first box by the time I got to the third box. I looked at the pictures in my room and thought, 'Who WAS this girl who did these pictures? Read these books?' Friends were horrified.
But regaining my memory, relearning from scratch brought me wisdom. Wisdom is a harsh mistress. She can't be learned from books. She is learned from life, itself. If I remained a hyper-genius, I probably would have become utterly evil and cruel. Impatient and overbearing. HAHAHA. Ooops! I am overbearing and impatient! Guess I didn't change all that much, eh?
Perhaps….now! On to take over the planet earth!
After I take a nap and drink some tea.
Elaine
[Context here is that a posting said that terrorists were misguided.]
emsnews
June 4, 2009 at 1:05 am
They are NOT ‘misguided’. They are GOADING US. Remember: on 9/11, bin Laden said nothing at all. He never says anything the same day.
There is a severe problem here: discounting the business of this guy is very dangerous. For example, people thought, if they got rid of Bush, they were out of the bushes… :) …But that didn’t work so hot, did it?
We are in the grip of several historical forces:
· the ethnic cleansing campaign of the Jews,
· the resurrection of Naziism riding on the coattails of the Zionist efforts,
· then there is the money machine of the rulers. They thought, FOOLISHLY, they could make infinite wealth via infinite credit based on zero capital.
· The other force at work is China: resuming its imperial march through history for the umpteenth time. And on top of all that, is the Apocalypse, aka, WWIII.
Bin Laden knows these many forces and likes to toy with them. He is from one of the richest families on earth. He is also once a CIA undercover agent. He is also a religious fanatic who, like Jesus, Moses and Mohammed, went into the Desert to commune with his god and is inspired by this and is on a holy crusade.
So, we have the Christians wanting the Apocalypse interfacing violently with a Muslim who wants a Jihad against the House of Saud running into the Dragon of China that is relentlessly focused on owning and controlling the West via credit problems all converging!
THERE IS NO EASY SOLUTION TO THESE MASSIVE FORCES!
This is why I talk about the odd, odd places such as the Cave of Wealth and Death and the Outer Darkness so much. The key is spiritual as well as intellectual.
For example, it is easy to set into motion, various systems that can operate well in the real world, in real time but only if we fear the forces that dwell in the Cave of Wealth and Death. Instead of looking at economics as numbers, looking at these same numbers as ENTITIES, we suddenly understand why something is bad or good, dangerous or safe, just for example.
None of the players on the world stage want Libra right now. Nor do most readers of blogs like mine. Looking to the Scales of Justice for protection seems easy to me and impossible for many.
Why is this? Humans want to have their own way, of course. This is EASY. We look, we want and we will so we say, to hell with Libra! Drop dead, we are going to do something unbalanced.
For example, if the Saudis, when they got their oil, spent it on good things instead of corruption and palaces and games, spent it on improving the lives of the Palestinians, we would be on a different historical trajectory.
King Faisal was killed. Just like so many other leaders… We get a different trajectory in history.
Do not underestimate the COSMIC forces behind bin Laden, he stands in front of the scrim screen and we see his shadow but the forces of history playing like flames behind the screen are illuminating events and no mere human controls everything, the convergence of forces control things!
I wish for us to understand all of this. Being in denial due to a belief system in some sort of machinery cobbled together is not going to work, alas. We must look deeper, much deeper. To the forces behind all of this.
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emsnews
June 4, 2009 at 1:05 am
Oh, and please, OH PLEASE, do remember, my headline [“Bombs on the Planes”] was due to being SURPRISED to see the bomb threat story. It cast things in a different light.
Also, accusing me of jumping the gun: Hello! I waited more than one day to comment at all about this and believe me, I was annoyed about the topic because I knew, like clockwork, people would jump up and down and talk here would rapidly become irrational, or outright attacks or people would misread my careful statements and ignore all my interweaving of words like, ‘Could have been’ or ‘possibly be’ etc. Gads. :)
[The context here is that Elaine suggested that Al Quaeda could have brought down Air France 447 with a bomb. The postings discussion has now turned to a rehash of 9/11.]
emsnews
June
4, 2009 at 1:24 am
They may have QUESTIONS but it is the ASSUMPTION OF ANSWERS that gets you all in so much trouble. I hope we can agree, there is a big difference in this.
That is: if you are seeking to force people to believe what you or whoever believes with no real, solid evidence [you are obviously happy with any shreds you can find, we call this 'seeking confirmation' which is different from 'asking questions'] —even though all of you love your ‘evidence’ you should be aware that this is not exactly universal, to put it mildly.
So, ask away! I, too, would LOVE to see a proper investigation but…the rulers don’t want it and frankly, neither do the ‘9/11 Truthers’ want this, they want acceptance of their world view and the rules want everyone to shut up and go away.
There was a brief moment years ago, when we could apply pressure for an investigation and it failed and since then, like two ships pulling away from the docks where I stand, the people interested in 9/11 investigations have sailed merrily off and the anti-investigation guys sailed to Iraq and Afghanistan and more and more wars!
And seeing this force at work, I did a lot of active anti-war stuff and this has now also collapsed so we sit here, being mean to each other, pushing belief systems around like peas on a plate.
The 9/11 site is a Portal to the Outer Darkness. It is very attached to that system of nothingness. This is why nothing has been built there even as humans try and try and try.
It was a means for furthering the Apocalypse. It was foreseen. And understood. And the attempts of the ruling elites to build there was supposedly in defiance of this force and they failed! AS I EXPECTED. From day one.
Why did it fall? Gads….I throw plenty of hints. Read very carefully: it fell because it was doomed to fall since it was needed as a portal. To usher in the Apocalypse. How weird is that?
Look at the Christians in America! They want this! So do many Muslims and obviously, the Zionists. Convergence is creating a harmonic situation where all systems are set to fall into this vortex of human longing, a million million prayers to the gods, a desire for this horror is extremely strong! It is overwhelming huge segments of humanity.
And this, my friends, is what is important. Utterly important. And it is philosophical, ASTRONOMICAL and psychological.
I hope you all can accept this information. Or reject it. Your collective choice. I force no one to think about all this. Heh, except when I am in a bad mood….!
emsnews
June
4, 2009 at 1:36 am
I do wish that Atlantic Monthly kept their forums! They dumped all the data and erased our postings from August, 2001 to the day they terminated the forums a year later.
You see, I had a most disturbing dream in August and informed everyone, NYT [NYC?] would be attacked on 9/11/1. So, we were all online, chatting that morning, discussing my dream of seeing that black column of something coming from the buildings when… it happened. Since my entire family knew of my dream, they, too, were watching closely, one in NYC, the rest, here.
So we had a horrible hour there, when I announced, after the first jet, which flew over my mountain [Berlin, NY] and which I saw, I told everyone, there were more jets and that the buildings would fall.
Why did I know this?
Simple: the creatures who I chat with knew and told me. Now, they only know things that intersect with their own systems, they don’t care about everyday stuff. Another curious thing no one has to believe: I called the BATF three days before the Oklahoma bombings to tell them about it and to ask them to keep an eye out.
Within less than five minutes of that blast, they were on the phone with me. And the FBI came running over and during that time, the media was blaming Muslims and I said to them, it was the born again Christians who did it.
So, this isn’t me being silly, I have some small credentials in this matter but again, no one ever really cares about this because I don’t exert power over anyone, indeed, I expect and even hope, no one believes me. How odd is that?
Now, we have various levels of what can be characterized as international insanity raging in the systems and it is most amazing to watch. Yet, despite the scariness of all this, most people want to be unaware of the really scary parts which are right in our faces: OUR NUCLEAR MISSILE ARSENAL.
That, dear readers, should be our main concern. That is the thing to focus our energies on. That makes the pipsqueak 9/11 event look like a candle compared to a meteorite strike! This is the dark force that looms just offshore and goodness sakes! We are endangered, big time, by this thing we created , ourselves, to make America invincible. I hope people don’t fly off the handle thinking the collapse of the WTC is the end all and be all of what is going on. It isn’t even slightly except for its function as a portal to those unearthly forces that seem somehow connected to our innermost brains/souls.
Is this more understandable?
emsnews
June 4, 2009 at 3:15 am
Obviously, Bin Laden is alive. So, I say, 'He is alive' because I read the news and I try to make sense of things.
The 'portal' stuff is my own, real world view. I usually don't mention it but since everyone is so fixated on the bombs in the WTC business and they demand I tell them why the buildings fell and I happen to be of the belief that the creature behind the Apocalypse machine of death is responsible.
It uses these deadly portals it creates as a way of 'time travel'. This time travel isn't real in the waking world but very real in the non-waking world.
People think they are sane and sensible but when they sleep, they enter the Dream World which is where a tremendous number of odd and interesting things are working themselves out and thanks to TV, the internet and other communications systems, we are sucked into a MUTUAL system of dreaming…I bet, if I were to trot over to someone's dreams and look in, much of their dreaming will be about what they see on TV, the movies, etc.
For example, I virtually never go to movies because they affect my dream world too much.
By the way, bin Laden himself said, he uses the Dream World and believes in these portals.
emsnews
June
4, 2009 at 3:20 am
And by the way, my own pictures, cartoons and writings are affecting people’s minds and perhaps, even their dream worlds. ALL entertainment and things like that have this ability.
Bin Laden pokes around this area, too. Note how he addresses his real audience: the various Muslim communities under fire of the US/NATO systems.
He is a classic prophet. Writing him out of the story is silly. In history, he will be very much on stage. All the side stories will drop away to nothingness.
We do have a challenge: we have to convince the Christians to stop praying for the Apocalypse and ARMING for it. The key is here in America! We are the ones who can kill all living things, if we wish.
I knew Stewart Udall and grew up knowing his family for he was very much involved in many of my father’s projects in Arizona and both he and my dad were advisors to President Kennedy. Stewart died this week and it is time to remember that there are good politicians out there even if one might dispute this or that policy, some politicians are not corrupt or lazy. Stewart was honest, fair and openminded. And he introduced me to the book, ‘Silent Spring‘ by Rachael Carson.
March 24, 2010
you don’t let horses run wild when pulling a carriage, you have to have a bit
and reins in hand and to talk to the horses in a reassuring voice or a
commanding voice, or the horses will take off and run until the wheels
literally fall off…this actually happened to me once when a bear came out of
the woods and spooked Sparky!
March 23, 2011
Manzurova, now 59 and an advocate for radiation victims worldwide, has the “Chernobyl necklace” — a scar on her throat from the removal of her thyroid — and myriad health problems. But unlike the rest of her team members, who she said have all died from the results of radiation poisoning, and many other liquidators, she’s alive. [AOL News]
I, too, like Ms. Manzurova, had to have half of my thyroids removed when I, too, had the exact same tumor at age 12. This alone shows that my stories about exposure to nuclear bomb tests proves I am not lying. Like the Russian lady, I, too, take daily thyroid pills each morning that make me feel rather rotten (can’t eat food for at least an hour) and my three pregnancies were difficult due to throwing up nearly constantly for over 4 months each time thanks to this problem.
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Unlike some people who toss off the severe dangers of nuclear radiation poisoning as hysteria, I live with the effects of nukes every single day. Back when I was a child, my parents, who were secretly (SECRETLY) scared of nuke poisoning, would feed us iodine pills but this didn’t save my thyroid. It did probably prevent me from dying like some of my playmates.
My own parents didn’t like to connect their nuclear bomb activities to my thyroid surgery. They left the country for an international consortium meeting while I was under surgery. A fond memory, indeed. This is why I often sound so cynical as well as sometimes angry.
emsnews
The Zionists exploited our NON-ZIONIST imperial systems.
Don’t forget, the real ones who set up the imperial war machines of Europe were
NOT JEWS, the Jews were the victims of this machine.
The machine builders were mostly Normans and similar
groups in Europe. For example, my Bardi ancestors,
not the Jews, were the first bankers in Europe.
We gave money to kings for WARS.
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To pay us off, King Edward raided who? THE JEWS. He kicked them out of England. My ancestors stayed on and dropped the ‘i’ from their name.
My Ancestors: In 2011, there are about 79 hits on emsnews.wordpress.com
October 17, 2014 · 11:16 pm
Fears for Ebola nurse Nina Pham, 26, as her condition worsens from good to fair after transfer to specialized quarantine unit. I hope she survives, of course. I learned about the Viral Empire when it tried to assassinate me when I nursed a man from Hong Kong in San Francisco. I remember well during my delirium, arguing with the Borg. At one point when the Borg said I was dying, I sighed and said out loud, ‘If a bird sings in the window at dawn, I will live.’ And went back into a coma.
The sun rose three hours later and a wren perched on a bush in the window and sang lustily and I woke up briefly and said, ‘The fever is gone.’ and it was gone, I fell into a very deep two day sleep. Not a coma anymore.
Since then, I take this army of microscopic creatures very seriously. This is why I talk a lot about the only real weapon they fear: vaccinations.
“I remember Sputnik extremely well. It was cold that first night it flew over the US, my father pointed it out to us kids standing next to his private observatory which housed my grandfather’s telescope which was the largest privately owned refracting telescope in America (and is now in the Smithsonian collection). My father said, ‘Now we will have lots of funds for space exploration! At last. I am going to DC tomorrow to talk to Congress about this.’ “ December 13, 2014
We do know Ice Ages began recently in geological history and are periodical in nature. This is due to several forces at work, the connection of North to South America via Panama is one element, the fact that all the continents except Antarctica are moving relentlessly to the North Pole is another factor at work but the #1 cause of the Ice Ages beginning slowly and ending abruptly with warm Interglacials is due to the fact that our local star, the sun, is no longer operating like it did for the last several billion years.
It is now variable. My father’s paper on this topic was censored and fellow scientists repudiated him when he tried to get it published. He burned his paper and went off to die quietly and hardly any of the army of scientists and politicians who knew him personally said a peep about his death or attended his funeral, etc. He became a pariah instantly when he tried to explain how the sun works and how global warming wasn’t going to happen. This all happened around 2ooo. March 2, 2015 · 3:08 pm
Her family is my family: utterly messed up. I grew up ruling class. When I did my hippie thing, I was condemned. When my fundie sisters all got whacked up, that was OK!!!!
How's that for infuriating? This is why I am pissed off at all the blather from the right. I know these clowns. I was raised by such as these. They are all nuttier than drunk squirrels hanging upside down with bats, playing vampire with nuts.
Posted by: Elaine Meinel Supkis | September 01, 2008 at 09:13 PM