I'm tempted to remark with a hint of sardonicism "Lord I hope so." I hope there's only one of me because I feel like the 5 wheel car or the grasshopper with boots. Always trying to simplify and overcome the interior confusion of being. I get 1-2 things done per day. Then I have to rest and think and space out. Etc. I love you guys.
We holidayed in Spain when I was a child; it was cheaper than staying in the UK. I was fascinated with flamenco dresses and had a treasured doll for years.
The week of 9/11 I was in Andalucia walking round the 'hidden' villages. Stunningly beautiful. Smell of wild herbs. A properly ripe soggy tomato on a simple baguette, still the most delicious thing I've ever tasted.
More recently a weekend in Seville, narrow streets and archways, old wooden doors, and watching the locals dressing up properly in traditional garb for weddings.
You are right. They want us focused on all this dehumanising, homogenising nonsense.
oh my god that sounds so delish. I think the solanceae family taste really good together- looking that up for the spelling I saw aubergine is a member of it too- sliced grilled layers of it with potato and tomato would also be winner
Last Sunday my friend and I went into Manhattan late in the afternoon for a fundraiser comedy show to benefit Childrens Health Defense. There was a big Pride parade in the area with so many people celebrating their gender peculiarities. The whole thing just seemed so staged and dull despite the rainbows and fanfare. This is the same place where practically everyone has been walking around for the last 2 years with masks over gloomy faces. And 5th Ave where the parade had just completed was a total heap of trash. Just didn’t feel anything at all like the New York Sinatra or even Billy Joel used to revel about.
Brilliant, insightful and thought provoking as ever! I could really get the sense of the unique historical Spanish culture (including Bullfighting! Which I’m not much a fan of) as sharply contrasted with the soul-crushing homogenization of globalism. So relevant for our moment. 🙏🏼🌻
Happy Birthday Rob! I hope globalism dies from sheer bummer. From being such a comprehensive bummer. I'm off to feed the runt. He ate tuna this morning!
I don't think holding them down babies and stabbing their arms with needles to allegedly protect them is any more barbaric than stabbing the testicles of a bull to make him crazy. I think it is the same. And the reason the globalist elite are able to spend their energies manipulating us into doing it to children and directly doing all sorts of horrible things to control and destroy us, is because they see us, as we do bulls, the animals that we factory farm and our cousin monkeys we do experiments on, as other, separate, a completely different species.
Jo, I didn't even know that's what they do. I don't know if I can write about the attire and whatever this Manolete reverie is without seeming to be "part" of it all. I'll try to walk the fine line. How does cruelty function? I have to think about, as do we all, my own. We're all going to experience every emotion we ever caused in another, is my understanding of the "life review." But after that, I think they take you somewhere else where that's over and everything is indescribably beautiful.
I believe they also smear vaseline in their eyes so they can't see too good. I think the bull must be hobbled so only occasionally they kill the matador.
I don't know if we're going to experience their pain. I believe we are 'punished' by what we do and not because of it.
Emotional suffering lead me to the path of yoga, peace and acceptance
Ahh, diversity is so precious! In the same breath, there is unity within the diversity. and diversity within the unity. The human mind has trouble the paradox that we are all sovereign individuals and all one simultaneously. One sided individuality can lead to chaotic destruction whereas one sided oneness can lead to globalist domination and control. It's not an either or. They can dance beautifully together. We need to learn to dance!
I've been thinking about other aspects of the craze to turn boys into women.
What must it be like to be a surgeon and cut off healthy cock and balls. Apparently young boys were made into castrati by having their testicles smashed between two bricks. Anaesthetics and sharp knives must, literally, soften the blow.
The society being created will have less breeding pairs, and less physical strength to fight back, chop logs, scythe wheat or fashion tools.
"A hero is not worshipped. A hero is severely punished." Oh. My. Gah. That line struck me like a bolt, Celia. I suppose, like a silent but substantial number of us, I am left wondering after reading your piece here, "What can I do to...help?" What do YOU do? Besides put great writing out there?
"A hero is not worshipped. A hero is severely punished." Oh. My. Gah. That line struck me like a bolt, Celia. I suppose, like a silent but substantial number of us, I am left wondering after reading your piece here, "What can I do to...help?" What do YOU do? Besides put great writing out there?
I’m not good with words, but this brought tears to my eyes, made me *feel*. Thank you, Celia.
I'm so happy to hear that. Thank you.
I think you're very good with words.
Ahhhh thank you, Celia. You are too kind. 😍
Absolutely the same response. Celia is one-of-a-kind and thank the heavens.
I'm tempted to remark with a hint of sardonicism "Lord I hope so." I hope there's only one of me because I feel like the 5 wheel car or the grasshopper with boots. Always trying to simplify and overcome the interior confusion of being. I get 1-2 things done per day. Then I have to rest and think and space out. Etc. I love you guys.
Awfully glad you do what you do. Thank you from the heart.
I love this.
We holidayed in Spain when I was a child; it was cheaper than staying in the UK. I was fascinated with flamenco dresses and had a treasured doll for years.
The week of 9/11 I was in Andalucia walking round the 'hidden' villages. Stunningly beautiful. Smell of wild herbs. A properly ripe soggy tomato on a simple baguette, still the most delicious thing I've ever tasted.
More recently a weekend in Seville, narrow streets and archways, old wooden doors, and watching the locals dressing up properly in traditional garb for weddings.
You are right. They want us focused on all this dehumanising, homogenising nonsense.
Let's not be.
Jo
"Stunningly beautiful. Smell of wild herbs. A properly ripe soggy tomato on a simple baguette, still the most delicious thing I've ever tasted."
Wonderful sentence. It made me order tomatoes for lunch. Tomatoes, olive oil, salt. So delicious. And a baked potato.
Thank you Celia
oh my god that sounds so delish. I think the solanceae family taste really good together- looking that up for the spelling I saw aubergine is a member of it too- sliced grilled layers of it with potato and tomato would also be winner
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Last Sunday my friend and I went into Manhattan late in the afternoon for a fundraiser comedy show to benefit Childrens Health Defense. There was a big Pride parade in the area with so many people celebrating their gender peculiarities. The whole thing just seemed so staged and dull despite the rainbows and fanfare. This is the same place where practically everyone has been walking around for the last 2 years with masks over gloomy faces. And 5th Ave where the parade had just completed was a total heap of trash. Just didn’t feel anything at all like the New York Sinatra or even Billy Joel used to revel about.
Brilliant, insightful and thought provoking as ever! I could really get the sense of the unique historical Spanish culture (including Bullfighting! Which I’m not much a fan of) as sharply contrasted with the soul-crushing homogenization of globalism. So relevant for our moment. 🙏🏼🌻
Happy Birthday Rob! I hope globalism dies from sheer bummer. From being such a comprehensive bummer. I'm off to feed the runt. He ate tuna this morning!
Thank you, my friend! Reading your substack was a lovely bday gift, and really glad to hear that about the runt.
🙏🏼🙂💗
Hiya,
I don't think holding them down babies and stabbing their arms with needles to allegedly protect them is any more barbaric than stabbing the testicles of a bull to make him crazy. I think it is the same. And the reason the globalist elite are able to spend their energies manipulating us into doing it to children and directly doing all sorts of horrible things to control and destroy us, is because they see us, as we do bulls, the animals that we factory farm and our cousin monkeys we do experiments on, as other, separate, a completely different species.
Jo
Jo, I didn't even know that's what they do. I don't know if I can write about the attire and whatever this Manolete reverie is without seeming to be "part" of it all. I'll try to walk the fine line. How does cruelty function? I have to think about, as do we all, my own. We're all going to experience every emotion we ever caused in another, is my understanding of the "life review." But after that, I think they take you somewhere else where that's over and everything is indescribably beautiful.
I believe they also smear vaseline in their eyes so they can't see too good. I think the bull must be hobbled so only occasionally they kill the matador.
I don't know if we're going to experience their pain. I believe we are 'punished' by what we do and not because of it.
Emotional suffering lead me to the path of yoga, peace and acceptance
Jo
Ahh, diversity is so precious! In the same breath, there is unity within the diversity. and diversity within the unity. The human mind has trouble the paradox that we are all sovereign individuals and all one simultaneously. One sided individuality can lead to chaotic destruction whereas one sided oneness can lead to globalist domination and control. It's not an either or. They can dance beautifully together. We need to learn to dance!
Hi,
I've been thinking about other aspects of the craze to turn boys into women.
What must it be like to be a surgeon and cut off healthy cock and balls. Apparently young boys were made into castrati by having their testicles smashed between two bricks. Anaesthetics and sharp knives must, literally, soften the blow.
The society being created will have less breeding pairs, and less physical strength to fight back, chop logs, scythe wheat or fashion tools.
Jo
"A hero is not worshipped. A hero is severely punished." Oh. My. Gah. That line struck me like a bolt, Celia. I suppose, like a silent but substantial number of us, I am left wondering after reading your piece here, "What can I do to...help?" What do YOU do? Besides put great writing out there?
"A hero is not worshipped. A hero is severely punished." Oh. My. Gah. That line struck me like a bolt, Celia. I suppose, like a silent but substantial number of us, I am left wondering after reading your piece here, "What can I do to...help?" What do YOU do? Besides put great writing out there?