The Dream -- 07-17-2014:

I have not forgotten any of my readers. I am up to my hair follicles in two deep studies right now. I will send them out as soon as I can.

I recently had a dream which I will share with you. It is obvious to me that my studies at this time were a factor in this dream, as well as were the criminal acts of the SQLD against the People of Colorado.

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I am driving a large and blue semi-truck.

I am driving at night in a rain, the night is pitch black without any moonshine from above. I am driving in a countryside region with many elevations and natural features. I am driving through many forests and over many hills to get to my destination. I am at the end of a long roadtrip, and I am having trouble seeing where I am going.

I am driving the truck to a large factory situated on a wide hilltop. I did not know that, but it does not bother me as I have gone to such places before. In the darkness, I can just see (in the headlights) that the factory has many white buildings, and is situated above the town that is near to it. A road without lights leads straight up the hillside from the town to the factory, which has many long buildings to it. There is a big empty lot next to the factory, on the side just to the left of the buildings. The hill is one of many hills in that area. I arrive there the night before the scheduled morning appointment time for this delivery.

That is not unusual, so I park the rig in the large empty lot next to the factory, and I go to sleep in the truck. The next morning, I wake up and go into the factory to find the shipping/receiving office.

The factory is one and two and three storied, in a kind of duplex fashion. It has very large floor spaces, made of very thick concrete, that are quite smooth. Massive I-beams support a high roof of steel that changes up and down with the floor levels.

There is an air of silence and clinical emptiness in the factory. I notice it once I am inside. This is not surprising. I have gone to many factories and warehouses only to find them empty, or everyone is off in one corner having lunch and so forth. Here, there does not seem to be any offices to be found. Long lines of green and stainless steel machines are to be seen, but no people and no offices. I look about and find no one.

I return to the rig, and the trailer is gone. I am concerned about the freight delivery, so I search everywhere for the trailer; but I cannot find it. It is fully light now, and I go back into the factory. In another section of the buildings, I find many twisted corpses on the floor. The air inside has the smell of blood and burnt flesh. There is much machinery in the factory, but the assembly floors are huge and not cramped. The equipment exists in long columns down the center of each floor, and along the sides of the rooms. I do not know what the factory does.

I start to see people running through the factory from some peril. They are random people of all descriptions. Few of them appear as though they would be working at this factory. They run in such a way that they are partly silhouetted against a lighter background, but I can still see their frightened features.

I ignore the peril, whatever it is, and I go outside. I return to the parking lot where the truck is. Then, on the side of the factory (near the lot) I see a loading dock. I fly to the loading area inside the building. On the loading dock is an army lieutenant, in a khaki uniform and wearing an officer’s hat, who has taken delivery. The trailer is gone, I never see it again.

The delivery freight is dozens of washing machines. The army lieutenant is hastily ripping open as many washing machine cartons as he can to stop the peril. I look at him, and say something which I cannot remember. He continues to slash open the cartons with a knife.

I return to the factory. I walk into a wide and very long assembly area that runs lengthwise from the front of the factory towards the hills in the background. There, I am attacked by diseased people. I try to reason with about ten of them, that if they stay Human they will not die. They are near dead already, and very disheveled. Their faces are gaunt and drawn with prolonged fear and terror. Their hair and clothes are in disarray and torn. They want my help as much as to attack me, but they are worse than exhausted, and their eyes are walking tightropes over oblivion.

One man desperately crawls into a long mass of stainless steel equipment, along the wall to my left. He crawls on his knees and tries to turn on a faucet inside the machinery. He reaches the faucet and turns it on and off. Water sprays everywhere, but he turns it on and off because he changes from life to death.

I am very close to him, and I tell him to leave the faucet on. Others around us drop dead. He falls back and sits against the wall clutching the knob of the faucet. He dies in a dirty white shirt. I get up and walk to the other side of the mass of equipment, which extends out past the wall where the dead man sits.

There is a woman standing there, or rather hopping there, up and down. She is not beautiful but not ugly, with wild yellow hair. She is about 5' 9" clothed in a flower dress of heavy material and in her 40's. She is laughing to herself and determined to flood the factory. She grasps a lever on a large fire hydrant and opens it, water rushes out onto the factory floor. She is showered with light from above, that reflects in many ways off of her and the water that streams out onto the factory floor. She is laughing, but she is fearing.

I begin to feel the doom coming. It is pressing in upon us from the hills. It is totally alien and menacing. It is an alien death, and it is moving towards the factory. It is coming from the hills out back, and is approaching the hill that the factory has been sitting on for many years. Outside, the day begins to rain and a fog rises in the rain. The skies lose their light, and all paths and roads up to the factory are shrouded in dark mists. Then, the fog turns dark too.

I go to the showers. There is a men's locker room in an older part of the factory, and many shower rooms there. It is in the back of the factory, on the side facing the nearby hills. The death is intensifying, and I can feel it trying to lock onto me as it nears the factory. The factory walls are old, and now they seem to be very thin and weak. I can see through the walls to a pathway that leads up to the factory from the hills. In the depths of the dark, the death is slowly moving up the pathway, filling all sides of it; and inside of that walks a very tall thing. I have seen that thing before. I know it is approaching, but I refuse to be hurried.

The factory walls begin to ooze the doom, as the main body of the death wave approaches. I take a shower, and I am determined not to die. The situation seems to be precarious, it is like being perched on the edge of an abyss. I have been in this situation before. I finish my shower and wrap up in towels. Outside, in the locker room I find there is a shorter and thinner man, bald and in his thirties and wrapped in white towels. He sits on a wooden bench under a single light bulb, and next to a green tiled wall. His feet are off the floor, and he says he refuses to die. The feeling of oppression is growing, and he is extremely under duress. I leave him to take his shower.

Once outside of the factory, I begin to float. In the dim light I fly past the truck to see if it is alright, then I fly to the top of the road that leads to the town below. The top of the hill is now covered by darkness, but the road breaks out into star light about halfway down the hill. I can see down the wide and tree-lined roadway to the main street of the town. The town looks like ten thousand other towns, with brick storefronts along both sides of a single wide street. Somewhere down there are a drug store, post office, market, hardware store, cafe, gas station, feed store and a small town square with a civil war cannon. So far, the catastrophe has not reached the town.

I turn back to the factory. Many large openings show me the interior which is very well lit. The excretion has arrived, and is trying to come into the factory; but the water and the wild woman are keeping it out. I can see through the factory, and I can see that the 'thing' is behind it all and walking around the right side of the buildings to reach the road down to the town. The metal outer walls of the buildings spark and flash and melt wherever it walks, but the I-beams do not and the water rejects it, so the factory floor and all of its equipment remain undamaged. An enormous pressure of death and mindless stillness presses down upon and into everything.

It reaches the top of the hill where I am. It is ten feet tall and three feet wide, and humanoid without eyes. I wonder why the hill is not crushed by its weight. In its presence, every cubic inch of airspace must weigh a thousand tons or more. Air cannot move where the thing is, and luckily I do not need to breathe. For a moment I worry about the truck, but I remember not to worry. I am suspended several feet above the road, and the thing tries to walk through me. It is ten feet tall and vaguely humanoid, with spikes coming straight up out of its head. It is sharply cut out of time and space. It is an animated opening into a place of total death, but it is sharply cut out of space and time. It has sharp borders, there is nothing fuzzy about it. It is the cut outline of some thing, but not the thing itself. It is the emptiness without the thing that occupies it.

I see that the outline of it moves and turns and shifts, so I determine that there is something inside of the outline that cannot be seen. It must be transparent, and through it I can see into the nothingness that it comes from. Through it, I can see an existence where lifelessness is life, and all is anti-universe. The death that it comes from has a weight and a presence that is murderous. An enormous and stifling asphyxiation descends upon me as it nears. I cannot understand how it can exist inside of such incredible forces. How can it move? How can I move?

I feel my spirit surrounding my heart, so it cannot be touched by the thing. I remember that it exists at absolute zero, and infinite heat, at the same time. What it does not evaporate, it freezes.

The hilltop forest around the factory cannot stand the pain, and the trees scream and burst into flames. A vast fireball ascends into the air over the hill, all trees burn white and yellow where they stood. As torches they illuminate the entire hilltop, the scene becomes that of flashing contrasts and beams of fire and shadows, and the 'thing'.

The thing is mindless of any of this, and blindly tries to walk through me (killing me) to reach the road down to the town. The road beneath it fractures and evaporates as it moves, revealing that it does not need earthly support; for it does not fall as the ground beneath it disappears.

I will not move. I am frozen in resistance and the thing stops when it touches me. The intensity is almost blinding, the pressures beyond description. It is a state of being far too close to an open blast furnace; as though having fallen into one and able to realize it for the last second before dying -- but the second never ends. I am closer than face to face with the 'thing' -- it's outline and existence is actually pressed against my face.

Then, water splashes onto its back. The wild blond woman has thrown a big bucket of water onto it from behind. This makes no sense to me. The thing is an opening alive. Through it will flow the torrent from its world, of death upon the town. The water should fly into it, and through it, to its terrible place of origin. Instead, the water splashes onto it. The woman giggles with glee, and cackles for me to go to the town. She turns in her steps, and another big bucket of water appears for her to grab. She throws this onto the thing and turns to get another. An endless procession of big yellow water buckets appear behind her, hovering in the air in a line.

The thing is stopped, but does not know how. It tries to turn on the woman, towering over her, but it cannot face the water. The secretion of disaster, that came up the far side of the hill with the 'thing', is trying to come around the sides of the buildings now; having failed to swarm over the factory.

The intensity of death versus life here is phenomenal; all other experiences cease to exist in comparison. This is a constant and continuing time of death, the moment of death prolonged and refused.

I accept that the wild woman will succeed, and I fly down the road. There is a river down there which must be crossed before I can reach the town. The river is narrow, but the canyon in which the river flows is wide, and the bridge over all of it is long; a suspension bridge that is silver.

Rather than go to the town, I fly down into the canyon and start to go upstream to the right. The floors of the canyon are covered with trees and tall grasses. The walls of the canyon are bare dirt, and above the far side I can see some buildings of the town. This is a very typical sight.

From upstream, a column of the ooze is coming down towards the bridge. It is as wide as a football field, but flat rather than cylindrical. There is a man standing in the grasses on the factory side of the canyon. He has somewhat long blond hair. He is strongly featured, with an almost classical face from ancient Grecian times. He wears a white toga belted at the waist, and his arms are uncovered. I cannot see if he wears sandals.

He faces the doom as it fills the canyon and begins to swarm over him, but he refuses to move. Instead, he moves his arms in a thrashing way over his body. He is not pretending to be a wizard, he is using his upper body to thrash at and repel the tide of demise -- which is dark grey with swirls of sparkling anti-matter running through it. The more he flays at the ooze, the more it stops.

He begins to walk into the flow of anti-life. At this the cross-pressures are too much for the trees of the valley, and they ignite and surge into flames of many colors. The sides of the canyon cannot take the pressures either, and begin to powderize. A violent torrent of wind rises up from the canyon taking the walls with it. Everything that is not rooted to the canyon disintegrates, and is caught by the huge torrent of white hot wind that now dwarfs the town itself with a tall column of dark billowing smoke and ashes.

At the base of the holocaust, down in the canyon, is the blond-haired man in the toga. He is walking upstream into the flowing anti-matter, beating upon it with his arms above him as he goes. The flood is constantly trying to overthrow him and to rise above him and drown him. It cannot withstand his efforts, so the mass of it begins to spread outwards as if to go around him.

The canyon explodes into ground fires, as though the earth's core has risen to the surface. Upwellings of hot and shining red lava begin to fill the canyon behind the man with a purpose. The town becomes shaded and dark under a huge formation of blackness that rises from the canyon next to it. Inside the canyon, the blond-haired man in the toga assaults the tide of anti-life, and is himself immersed in a high wall of earth's lava that has now filled the canyon behind him and aligns itself with him. Thus, only the front of him protrudes from the red hot mass which moves step by step with his paces into the death. Together, as a wall of defiance they smash against the onrushing doom, face against face, atoms against atoms.

The flow of non-existence cannot coexist with such natural forces, and begins to disintegrate before them. The process of removing it will be long, and the man will walk into it and destroy it; until none is left of it, his supply of lava being endless.

I relocate to a position inside of the high arches of the bridge. I see that on top of the hill the 'thing' is trying to kill the wild woman with bolts of electricity, but she just throws buckets of water on it, and it electrocutes itself each time.

The terrible oppression of doom and dread slowly fades away.

The town is covered in ashes and debris, but it is saved.

I wake up, and the first thing that I think is -- where is the monster 'Clooney'?

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Markel Peters

http://www.voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com/

http://www/voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com

http://www.better-boys-of-america.blogspot.com/

Fun With Lies For The Fourth Of July:

Warning -- justifiable indecent language ahead. Isn't it curious how the Truth has such language? Do you wonder why?

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As I wrote recently, this ridiculous evidence of a Dictatorial Regime gone amok, had no military value and went completely unnoticed by me all of last month (June). Which is too bad for me, since I would have had an enjoyable four weeks ripping this apart.

On the other hand, however, I was able to get some serious work put out last June; and more is on its way in the same vein. Knowing about this stupid drivel from the shit-eaters in Wash This Death City would have just distracted me from better work.

I like to write better work. I am good at better work. I am better work.

Then again, the 'document' being examined must not be allowed to 'crap and sit on it' as any form of Truth. Even more, it is so classically absurd and filled with lies that it serves as a Model. It is a perfect Model of what I have been talking about for so long -- namely propaganda tactics and how propagandists fabricate facts, and bury Truth, and attack Idiots with 'Big Lies'.

This message (here) should be explained to every Idiot that you know. Mind you -- I am not referring to the 'mentally retarded'. Those people, who are officially classed as 'mentally retarded', are in most cases far more worthy of living and enjoying life out in the Real World than are the APA-spawns that labeled them as 'retards'. At the same time, there are millions of Idiots in this country (made to be so by Queers and TV) who should be certified as 'mentally retarded', and treated in asylums; and most certainly never allowed to vote.

A good and fun explanation of this classic evidence of 'Liars At Their Worst' should help those of us who are not Idiots -- to explain to those out there who are Idiots (such as TV watchers) -- just what happened to them to make them Idiots, and how it happened.

It is fun to explain the Truth, notably when the discussion is about anti-truth that is so blatantly false and atrocious.

Incidentally, this bogus document presumes that the overall brainwashing that is behind it all, is working -- and therefore the People are becoming more stupid to the threat of the Enemies of Mankind. Such, is not the case.

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Let us start with the Big Lie.

http://www.whitehouse.gov/the-press-office/2014/05/30/presidential-proclamation-lesbian-gay-bisexual-and-transgender-pride-mon

This is the Enemy Lie, that was written by a group of Queer Propagandists; and pumped up the ass of HObama their Magnificent Pervert -- otherwise known as HObama the Magnificent Pervert.

I will hit the lies as they occur. There is no need to bore everyone with the entire toilet.

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Yahoo! Here we go!

This is truly enjoyable -- if boring and repetitive. In fact, I will be doing several other things (on other computers) as I work on this -- but I will explain the lies.

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May 30, 2014 »»»» This filth was piped out of the White Outhouse on May 30, 2014 -- butt you can be very sure that it was written by the Queer Propagandists months before, and pumped up the HObama Puppet weeks before.

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Presidential Proclamation »»»» President of what? Proclamations come from Dictators. Teachers and Mentors do not make proclamations, except of Truth; and then as part of a lesson plan. Dictators and petty tyrants make proclamations, to inject a desired Big Lie into the hapless minds of the poor serfs who are their victims. Such as, a new tax must be proclaimed to pay for the Lord's New Clothes and Carriage of State.

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Lesbian »»»» Queershit. That word comes from a false story of events that happened centuries ago, and is a propaganda word.

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Gay »»»» The birds in the trees are Gay -- not the 'g-a-y' propaganda term that is meant to burn out everyone's brains. Propaganda of the most horrendous types depend heavily upon the forcing of artificial word sets and languages into the minds of their victims. The 'g-a-y' term, used by all Queers, is designed to turn off all focus of Reality; and to turn all perceptions away from the 'Gag-A-Maggot' Terrible Truth about what all of those Enemies really are.

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Bisexual »»»» Another Queer Propaganda term thought up by pornographers; and the Anuses, Perverts, and Alchemists of the APA. All of the Enemy's Language derives from the original usages by pornographers -- used to give terminology to their ever-more-awful pornographic horrors.

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Transgender »»»» This refers to the TransSlime creatures that were created by pornographers, and the APA, and the Cult of The Asshole to expand and broaden the scale of their crimes -- in an attempt to corral and control as many stark-raving-mad and brain-damaged creatures as possible; that are the results of their previous attacks against the Universe.

[[Oh Yes! Make No Doubt About It. This Struggle Is For The Entire Universe -- Not Just The Human Species And Earth.]]

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Pride Month »»»» When the Queer Propagandists have to call their murders by some term or name, they always boil down their real intentions to as simple an idea as possible; whilst pouring more and more lies into the broth at the same time -- until what comes out, is as opposite of the Truth (about themselves) as can possibly exist.

'Months' do exist -- and 'Human Pride' does exist -- and Lion 'Prides' do exist -- but Pride is a word that has a very sharp and limited application in this Universe. It is something that is linked inextricably to Truth and Goodness, and therefore can only apply to entities that already possess Truth and Goodness.

Nevertheless, all Queer Propaganda is in the business of killing and body-snatching Truth and Goodness, and inhabiting those bodies with their own putrid and poisonous puke -- while calling their horror show 'pride'. Which means, proud to have killed and body-snatched something (or someone) immensely better than themselves; and gotten away with it, and using the new bodies and associated lies to queer the world with.

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President of the United States of America »»»» Stare at that lie.

There has not been one of those things in this country for decades.

Explain to the Idiots, that elections are now null and void and meaningless to Humans here. On June 26, 2013 five naked monkeys in a cage in Wash This Death City took a shit, and expected the Human Species to eat it. THAT, was the last expunging explosion of excrement which sounded the final removal of all Humanity from Wash This Death City. All Federal Authority ended forever on that day. However, long before that, a systematic annihilation of all former Human Values and Human Virtues and Human Institutions within the former Washington DC had been carried out.

There can never again be any creature, of any description, that exists inside of Wash This Death City to which the title of 'President of the United States of America' can be applied to with Truth.

Henceforth, all creatures inside of Wash This Death City are inexorably and permanently alien to all lifeforms in this Universe. Which is not really any surprise to anyone. Not anybody.

Only the most vile of reversals, such as Queer Propaganda, would attempt to pump up the corpse of that phrase (President of ...) and try to apply it to any anti-Humans that exist inside of the fetid confines of Wash This Death City. Nothing will change that Truth. 2016 -- will not change that Truth. 2020 -- will not change that Truth. 2024 -- will not change that Truth. 2028 -- will not change that Truth. 2032 -- will not change that Truth. 2036 -- will not change that Truth. 2040 -- will not change that Truth. 2044 -- will not change that Truth. 2048 -- will not change that Truth. 2052 -- will not change that Truth. 2056 -- will not change that Truth. 2060 -- will not change that Truth. 2064 -- will not change that Truth. 2068 -- will not change that Truth. 2072 -- will not change that Truth. 2076 -- will not change that Truth. 2080 -- will not change that Truth. 2084 -- will not change that Truth. 2088 -- will not change that Truth. 2092 -- will not change that Truth. 2096 -- will not change that Truth. 2100 -- will not change that Truth. 2104 -- will not change that Truth. 2108 -- will not change that Truth. 2112 -- will not change that Truth. 2116 -- will not change that Truth. Nothing will ever change that Truth.

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As progress spreads from State to State »»»» 'Progress' is such an old hackneyed Bullshit Line that it is not surprising to find that Queershitters use it too. Recollect that Queer Propaganda is composed of the absolute most appalling and treacherous genocides of lies and disinformation that have ever been used against any former Human populations -- and were recorded as such. In short -- to the Queer Propagandists, if it worked before against Humans, use it again!


When anyone, of any description, uses the word 'Progress' while speaking or writing to you -- immediately turn them upside-down and look at their label of manufacture. 100% of the time you will find that they come from anti-Humans.


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as justice is delivered in the courtroom »»»» Translation -- "As we have planted Monkey Judges (under our secret pay and orders) into strategic positions of Monkeyship well ahead of time; and then activated them (like secret moles) when their turn has arrived to act against the People of the United States of America ..."


The procedure is quite apparent; and as I said before, the enemy drew up their plans for these crimes against Humanity years ago. Knowing, that in a decade they would be attacking certain key states in order to destroy what they perceived to be the bastions of the Human Species (and at the same time the easiest places to take over due to prior corruptions). The leaders of the SQLD empire of the Cult of The Asshole chose the most greedy and deceitful and cowardly Monkey Lawyers and Monkey Judges that existed at that time. Those Monkeys were then placed into 'judicial positions' that would prove to be key attack platforms against Humanity in the decades to come.


There is nothing random or Human or sensible or decent about any of the so-called 'judicial system' that is trying to kill us today. That is the injury of it all. The insult of it all, is that millions of Humans have been fooled (at the same time) into thinking that the Republicans will right all of those wrongs; and free the Species from such dastardly schemes and villains once they are in power again.


Nothing, could be further from the Truth. As I have written often, the RepuCraps consider all Crimes Against Humanity (that have been committed by the Queers and the DemoCraps) as accomplished Political facts -- and accept them. The glaring example of that, is the pissant 'Il Duce Branstad' here in Iowa; that immediately accepted all crimes and wounds committed against the People of Iowa (by the DemoCraps and Queers prior to its taking office as a Puppet Governor) -- as done deals and accepted law.


In short, all politicians exist to kill or enslave all Humans; and all politicians applaud each other's efforts against all Humans. Nothing could be more truthful than that.


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and as more of our fellow Americans are treated with dignity and respect »»»» This is just filler, meant to introduce the idea that the things (that are the topics of the lie) are somehow to be associated in the mind of the Idiot Reader with the concepts of 'dignity' and 'respect' -- neither of which can ever apply to the shit-eating dogs that urinate daily upon the heads of the Queer Propagandists that wrote that drivel to begin with.


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our Nation becomes not only more accepting, but more equal as well »»»» Ditto. More filler to tack the concepts of 'accepting' and 'equal' onto the donkey asses of the Enemies, that are so undeserving and without possession of either. Real garbage. Remember, each political and judicial crime that is committed against us, is distorted in the medias as another state 'accepting' the deviates.


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During Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender (LGBT) Pride Month »»»» The advertised topic of the overall lie is now stated -- to which the aforementioned items of 'dignity', 'respect', 'accepting', and 'equal' are supposed to be associated to; in the minds of Idiots that would read such garbage. Now the title of the lie is known, and lo and behold it is composed of five other lies and fabrications -- all from the twisted twit world of the Queer Coalitions. By now, the Idiot Reader is supposed to have mentally positioned itself into the netherworld aspect of believing Queershit.


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we celebrate victories that have affirmed freedom and fairness, and we recommit ourselves to completing the work that remains »»»»
'We'? Does someone have a turd in its pocket?
Notice the word 'victories'. This is not written for the Queers, all of which know that they are lying and killing off an immensely superior lifeform. Here, the word 'victories' is being used to kill (within the mind of the Idiot Reader) any Truth that may have strayed into that brain about the War of Genocide by Replacement. The word 'victories' is also immediately associated with the Human concepts of 'freedom' and 'fairness'; neither of which have ever played any part in the schemes and the planning of the SQLD. The threat of continued assaults against the Human Species, with more of the same lies and tricks and bribed Monkeys, is then made.


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Last year, supporters of equality »»»» Here a core element of their propaganda campaign is revealed. Namely, the false application of Human concepts which are twisted and perverted and spit upon, and then reused in favor of the very monsters that seek to destroy all ideas and manifestations of 'equality'. Which, incidentally, has not been used properly by anyone for decades. This is the concept-snatching equivalent (no pun intended) of body-snatching.


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celebrated the Supreme Court's decision to strike down a key provision of the Defense of Marriage Act »»»» Here is the cover-up. Here, is the deception that is supposed to mask the aforementioned strategic pre-positioning of judicial agents; into places where they will later be called upon to commit horrendous crimes against Humanity; all disguised as legal occurrences. When in Reality, they were set up to be performed against Humans years before. The word 'decision' deliberately omits any mention of bribes, threats, terrorism, judicial prostitution or anything else that was at work.


Now for the Queershit -- pure and uncut.


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a ruling which, at long last, gave loving, committed families the respect and legal protections they deserve »»»» The very target of all of this evil doing (Human Families and Human Love) is now presented, in the Queershit Aspect, as being the details and the attributes of the perverts that seek unrelentingly to annihilate the Human Species. The word 'deserve' is used in two ways -- the deviates 'deserve' to reverse all existence and pretend to be good -- the Human Species 'deserves' to be reduced, then enslaved, then destroyed.


The Queer Masters, know very well that only one thing can exist on the Field of Lies as 'good' and 'equal' and 'deserving' etc. Therefore, they intend to reverse all existence to such a psychotic wreckage that everything that is Real will become the opposite of what it once was -- and the deviates will constantly be presented as the 'good' and the 'superior' and the 'masters'. Such an enormous campaign of lies, requires constant evil efforts and twistings of all life -- but as the Human Species is disabled, and enslaved, and made brain-dead by the NEA/Queers in the schools; and punished for being Humans by the Monkey Judges -- that overall required effort will diminish. Until such a loathsome fate of 'Slavery and Inferiority from Birth' is placed permanently upon their enemies -- the Human Species.


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In keeping with this decision, my Administration is extending family and spousal benefits -- from immigration benefits to military family benefits -- to legally married same-sex couples »»»» The word 'decision', is stressed to avoid any hint of the Truth that all of it was premeditated and planned and paid for years in advance. The Real Decision, was made many years prior to this -- when the Enemy Planners decided how they were going to carry off such a crime and which Monkeys would be put in the right places to do their dirty work for them -- and for what fees.


'my Administration' is a slight of word usage. It is meant to suppose (and demand) that the Idiot Reader must think of the HObama punk as something other than a punk-for-hire. That pervert could not administer a herd of ruminating turtles properly. And, any self-respecting herd of turtles would just piss on its head from a great height, anyway.


'legally married same-sex couples' is a combination string of lies that have formerly been injected into the dung stream of Queer Propaganda. 'Legally', is used to mislabel the crimes of their purchased Monkey Judges as being something that Human Judges would do. 'Married', is a swap-and-reverse gimmick; designed to put into the brain of the Idiot Reader the noxious order that Queer and Phony Marriage-Hatred is the equivalent of Real Human Marriage -- which it is designed to destroy and replace.


'Same-sex couples', is a terminology and tool that the Queer Propagandists use to enable their media campaigns of falsehoods and 'hate-realities'; which pretend to be Truth. It is a word trick. It is a word assumption, and a demand for acceptance of synthetic and unreal pap as Real Truth.


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My Administration proudly stands alongside all those who fight for LGBT rights »»»» By now, the writers of this filth are assuming that the Idiot Reader has fallen completely out of any sensibility of Reality; and is weeping and tearful for the poor plight of the misunderstood and innocent and harmless Killer Queers.


The 'my administration' assertion of nonexistent authority is repeated. 'Stands' is used as a vision of upright-fullness -- as though the things behind this have spines, and are not the unspeakably loathsome bottom-feeders and bottom-rapers that they really are.


'Fight', is used to threaten all Real Lifeforms with damage and destruction; and ruination-via-backstabbings, and ruination-via-political-crimes. It is also used to conjure up a non-existent light of righteousness upon the so-called New Civil Rights Movement -- which (not surprisingly) was created by Enemies and DemoCraps out of the sabotaged and decimated wreckage of the Real Civil Rights Movement, that was solely concerned with Human Issues.


'LGBT', stands for Lying Grotesque Buttfuck Terrorists.


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Here at home, we have strengthened laws against violence toward LGBT Americans, taken action to prevent bullying and harassment, and prohibited discrimination in housing and hospitals »»»» It may seem subtle, but the false implication that America is the 'Home' of the Satanic and Queer Lying-Dead, may be the most awful fakery in this entire work of Satanism.


'Laws', is used to mask the Truth of the existence of Queer Laws that only exist within the Queer Coalitions; and are meant to replace all Real Laws (outside of the Queer Coalitions) per the demands of the enemies that paid for those Queer Laws to begin with.
'Violence', is used to turn the entire Universe of Reality upside-down. The sun in the sky is black. The oceans are silver. The trees are transparent. The brown bears are white. The elephants are blue. The north pole is in Antarctica. And, the most violent little Pieces Of Shit to ever exist in this universe -- are really just peaceful and decent and anus-licking harmless dweebs, that no one understands except well-paid puppets like HObama their Magnificent Pervert.


'Bullying and harassment', is likewise used in its completely opposite relationship to Reality. There is no group of demons that is more dedicated to bullying and harassment than the Queers are. Bullying and harassment, are essential tools in the arsenal of the Enemy's propaganda campaign to diminish and denounce and dishearten all Humans.


[[Only a HO, like HObama, could allow its name to be associated with such aborted-birth foulness as that document.]]


'Prohibited discrimination', is a carry over from the prior lunacies of the Liberals; that always whined about Universal Discrimination as being bad somehow. But, only whenever it operated universally against them -- which was often -- because, they were always the most stupid and warped and worthless dragging-dung, that ever hung from a junkyard dog's ass.


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Despite this progress, LGBT workers in too many States can be fired just because of their sexual orientation or gender identity »»»» All Queers are under marching orders to attack all bastions and principles and institutions of Humanity; whenever and wherever they can get ACCESS to such things. Whether, from the outside or from the inside. Any defensive action, on the part of the Human Species, to prevent such attacks and betrayals of the trust and rights assumed under employment, are shrieked about by the Queer Propagandists as 'being fired because of -- [[AHA!]]


[[AHA! -- a double causal reversal!]]


'Sexual Orientation', DOES NOT EXIST!!!!!!!!!!


The reason presented in this document for the non-existent discrimination against the Queers, is something else that the Queers fabricated out of their asses to begin with -- 'Sexual Orientation' -- which does not exist either.


'Gender identity', is throw in as an appreciation (by the perverts) to the pornographers who thought up the TransSlime (transgender) crap to begin with.


As you can see, this is a real slaughterhouse document worthy of any death camp. This, is the kind of stuff that Satan wipes its ass with.


With a smile.


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I know that a lot of you are already puking on your keyboards about that 'document' from Hell.


The rest of it, is not necessary to study. It just becomes a billboard advertisement for other DemoCrap nasty political toys; such as the Employment Non-Discrimination Act, and the Affordable Care Act, and the National HIV/AIDS Strategy.


One point of interest however -- the Queer Propagandists wanted to throw in a reference to one of their earliest terrorist acts against the Human Species, and try to glorify it as some kind of freedom act against oppression -- 'This month, as we mark 45 years since the patrons of the Stonewall Inn defied an unjust policy and awakened a nascent movement ...'


'Nascent', is supposed to mean 'budding, promising, embryonic, emerging, blossoming, burgeoning, growing'.
In using the word 'nascent', the Queer propagandists have stepped upon their own lies -- in their own lies. 'Nascent', also implies 'planned', 'arranged', 'designed', 'contrived', 'schemed', 'conjured', 'made', 'fabricated', 'intended'.


As usual, the Queer Propagandists got carried away with the stupid belief that the Idiot Reader would actually accept any of this tripe and collection of lies, as anything other than what it really is.


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Notes About The Truth:

You are literally insane, if you think that Wash This Death City has any meaning to the United States of America; other than the cesspool in which exist the worst enemies of the USA.

Anyone who seeks to use anyone else, or any thing, or any 'institution' inside of Wash This Death City (federally or judicially) for Human purposes -- is either totally clueless and uninformed, or a complete idiot, or a charlatan.

When the Truth is explained like this -- it is not an act of anarchy. Rather, it is plain realization of Fact.

What is needed is a network of Human States that owe no allegiance to Wash This Death City, and the SQLD whatsoever.

Anyone who depends upon subsidies or handouts or doles from the perverts in Wash This Death City, is either a helpless wretch or a dreadful monster that should exist only inside of Wash This Death City. As it is, such a thing is nothing more than a poisonous extension of the Enemy into our midst -- a weed.

The power of control, that the scum in Wash This Death City wield over any person anywhere, is totally based upon a lie. The lie, is that approval or disapproval of anything must be certified, and allowed or disallowed by them. To keep that lie current, and constantly acting as a decrementing agent in the minds of the General Public; the scum endlessly put on a dog and pony show of pornographic constitution. That horror show, is saturated with the assumptions and demands that everyone on this continent must instantly think that all power and possibilities (regardless of topic) depend entirely upon the Will of the Scum -- in Wash This Death City -- whenever any event or situation occurs. Of course, that mandates the death and extinction of any other kind of will -- such as the Will of the People. What is surprising about this, is that the current prostitutes and perverts (that are trying to perpetuate the MYTH that Wash This Death City is mandatory for the health and well-being of anyone outside of that cesspool), have not dragged the original reasons for the existence of Wash This Death City into their fakery and re-writing of history. Apparently the original ideas, that were the foundations for the building of Wash This Death City to begin with, are now taboo and truth-non-gratis. Why? It really is nothing more than history now. 'Washington-District of Columbia' is a dead duck now -- shot, dressed, cooked, eaten, and crapped back out by thousands of dirty and rotten lying assholes. All that remains now, is the macabre museum of a ruined past; that is kept moving as a mechanization of perpetual greed and perversions by the current lice and worms that crawl all over the grounds of the former Washington DC. So low and vile is Wash This Death City, that only the most insane or the most treacherous or the most opportunistic scum on the continent will try to get anything out of it, or from it. This particularly pertains to the (less-supreme-than-anyone-else) Monkey Cage, in which nine naked monkeys pretend to have any importance at all. Importance, to shills and con artists and reavers and criminals (of all kinds) and perverts, of course. No sane Human Being would have anything to do with the (less-supreme-than-anyone-else) Monkey Court inside of Wash This Death City -- except as something else to spit upon, while spitting on the entire sewer.

To enforce that lie upon the General Public, and to bludgeon the population with the demands that Wash This Death City is indispensable to their existence -- outhouses of the (less-supreme-than-anyone-else) Monkey Court are maintained at strategic places across the continent.

What the people need, is the ability to make governments of their own; but that ability and mental capacity is raped from them in DemoCrap Public Schools -- where only obedience and loyalty to Wash This Death City, and the scum inside of it, is allowed and pounded into young minds. Human governments -- totally devoid of any connections to the vermin in Wash This Death City -- are vitally essential to the continued existence of the Human Species. This is all the more so evident, due to the passing of the time when the former ideology and format of the United States of America (as a Human nation) died. This continent is now being forced into a state of decline; into something that is purposely repugnant and anti-Human; a pestilence upon the Earth. In such a situation as this -- the performing arts of creating new Human Governments is mandatory for our survival; always with the unswerving goals of achieving absolute separation from (and the reviling of) the scum of Wash This Death City, and their genocidal system of Anti-Life.

Addiction to TV, which is one of the drugs and control mechanisms of the scum in Wash This Death City, is a cyanide pill to the future of the Human Species.

The imbecility, that the Republicans (Repugnant) are going to repair anything that has been broken before -- when they always accept and condone any and all crimes and atrocities that have been committed against us politically -- is a cyanide pill to the future of the Human Species.

Would you swallow an HObama Pill? If the answer is no -- then why would you ever attempt to have anything to do with Wash This Death City, other than to destroy it utterly? That shithole cannot be repaired. That shithole is exactly how the political whores and the monkeys want it to be. Those things do not want it changed!!!! You -- are just a necessary inconvenience to the scum that use (and exist inside of) Wash This Death City. Realize that -- and you will be called an anarchist! I repeat, this is not anarchy -- this is realization! This, is what it really is. Now, how are you going to escape that reality and build a Human Future?

[[You know what is really gruesome and grotesque? The idea that some day some asshole in Wash This Death City will say -- "Yes, it still exists. But, it is a place that Peters would like now!" Such, is pukebag rhetoric at its worst. Peters, will never want that place to exist again in any form. What is more, there is universally no reason of any kind for its continued existence. That shithole is not needed by any Human. Ant hills are not needed by Humans. Termite mounds are not needed by Humans. Poison Ivy is not needed by Humans. Crocodile dens are not needed by Humans. Snake pits are not needed by Humans. Queer companies are not needed by Humans. DemoCraps are not needed by Humans. However, autonomous Human governments are desperately needed by Humans.

You know, that snake pit analogy is very accurate in our lives. Only snakes of some description would want anything to do with anyone or any thing or any place inside of Wash This Death City. Anyone, who would participate in the grand lie and delusion that Wash This Death City has any meaning to our Species (other than total negativity), is also a creature that would have a snake pit in its living room.

The more that any Human tries to force the Horrids of Wash This Death City to work for and support Humanity -- the more that Human will become embroiled in (and trapped by) those same Horrids -- and then altered and mutilated and malformed into whatever they want that Human Being to be -- at their leisure and whimsy. Wash This Death City, is a zone of total evil; and only evil exists there. Each and every new atrocity and wound inflicted upon our Species is further proof of that -- but exists at the same time as the constant lie (from DemoCraps and RepuCraps and shills and opportunists) that the only way to change things and improve conditions for the Human Species is through the scum of Wash This Death City. Any Human, that shows any tendency to improve things on his own (without the political whores getting a piece of it and a controlling interest), is sniffed out and attacked and destroyed by the Political Whores and their Middle-Managers-For-Hire.

What our Species must understand, and become united around, is the undeniable reality that anything or anyone or any place that is Queer -- and exists in obeisance to the hideous creatures of the Cult of The Asshole -- is permanently death to all of us -- and nothing else matters. Zero considerations trump that reality. Zero considerations can override that highest of all realities. Thus, there is nothing in this Universe that is more important. No form of government and no government (especially a rotted-out one like the swill in Wash This Death City), is of any importance when compared to that Ultimate Reality. If it was good in the past, and it is dead now because of our Enemies, then it is dead now. Dead, is not entitled to consideration.

All of this is apparent, like a star burst in the brain, to anyone who knows what has happened so far. In each case, where the Queers have claimed that the People have accepted their perversions and their Queer and Phony Marriage-Hatred -- a crime has been committed -- an awful and huge crime that has revealed how damned and diseased all of politics in the Wash This Death City nation really is. In each case, the people have been wounded, maimed, fooled, tricked, deceived and lied to constantly. It is like a monster of the most hideous description, breaking into your house one day with a lie. It is speaking that lie as it breaks in. It speaks that lie every second that it is inside of your house. It says nothing but the lie, and insists that you believe the lie; and insists that you accept that it now owns your house. It says the lie with every breath that it takes, while throwing you out of your own house. It stands in front of its house (that used to be yours) and repeats the lie each and every time that you protest that it has thrown you out of your own house. It is a monster, and it has destroyed you with its lie.

But, if it has not happened to you yet -- you ignore it and say it cannot happen to you. Well, the news is -- idiot -- that it has already happened to you -- at Wash This Death City. And, there is no going back. You cannot rejuvenate or revitalize a place that has been murdered by lies. AND (BIG AND) -- why would you want to? Why would you want to bring back something, or some place, that could be killed so easily by lies? The place had a fatal weakness to begin with, a fatal flaw, and the Lie Monsters found out about it. Now, why would you want to bring back such a weakness and defective existence? NO! What you need, is a new and invulnerable system of government that cannot be twisted and perverted and ruined by Enemy Lies!

Face it. The place is dead. Leave it dead.

Anyone, who tries at all to get the scum of Wash This Death City to do anything (whatsoever) for the Human Species, should be horsewhipped into a gutter and left for dead. At which time, the Queers will jack it up by its ass and parade it down Pennsylvania Avenue as a trophy.

It is a Enemy Lie, disseminated amongst the General Public, that the Queer Propagandists think that I will someday be convinced that their lies are true. What is happening, rather, is that the Queer Propagandists need to explain (to the Idiots) my constant outpouring of the Truth about them as the ravings of a delusional Human; who will someday realize the error of his ways.

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This is so good. This is literally the teaching that history repeats itself wherever there are Whoring Dictators. As always, it is so typical that once you learn all of this -- no future POS or Puppet should ever be able to fool you (or even try to) again.

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One last thing. What is a 'Barack Obama'?

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Markel Peters

http://www.voices-of-iowa.blogspot.com/

http://www.voices-of-iowa-concise.blogspot.com/

http://www.better-boys-of-america.blogspot.com/