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Ann Kreilkamp / Ph.D. 83

Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).

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WHAT’S WOKE? Humanity “on the precipice” . . .

May 9, 2023

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Say you fell asleep like Rip Van Winkle, for about ten years (or is it 20, or 30? or more?). And you just woke up. But it’s weird.  You hear all this “woke” talk . . .

No. Let’s start again. Say you are from another galaxy, and have just arrived here, on planet Earth. And you hear all this “woke” talk, by people who, BTW, are way more “righteous” than you’ve ever been. In your galaxy . . .

And actually, this was pretty much true here, until “woke” came along. Okay. Your first lesson. Woke is chronic epistemological lying, of those who should know better; at least, when they learned human language to begin with, they were able to do so only because words and their referents in the 3D world remained constant.

Oh yes, and “woke” is also “politically correct.” It has to be, to maintain the lie. The mind has to continuously reject its grounding in sensation in order to hold still and build upon the illusion.

Forgive me if I don’t go into details here, but just know: if you speak “woke” then you are accepted by your “woke” group. (Whew! Feels so good to be accepted!) And if you don’t speak “woke,” well, then, you are a “white supremacist,” or a “right-wing extremist,” or some other divisive label that brands you as bad.

So, here’s your first lesson in “woke.” Huh? You might ask.

Oh but it gets much worse. In fact, at this point . . .

O.M.G.! Can it get any more convoluted?

Washington state: “Million dollar babies” are sired by “transgender” men pretending to be women in women’s prison. Consensual or rape, doesn’t matter. Both play the victim card. She sues. He’s in on it. Garland rolls over. Doesn’t want to take it to court. Taxpayer money pays for it.

Oh, and imprisoned men who want to (pretend to) be women by completely disfiguring their bodies can receive transgender surgery free! — by going thru the ACLU. Again, taxes pay for it.

During times like this, I turn to Jennifer Bilek. Here she is, on twitter.

Different reasons, yeah, like cuz they want to make a “million dollar baby.” See above.

This is serious, folks. Bilek is correct.

Coronation of the Uncanny . . .

May 8, 2023

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Hard to believe I’m devoting not just one (see this) but two posts to a long-winded, gold and chrome filled, antediluvian ritual, the so-called “crowning” of WEF- and pedo-loving “King Charles III.” On Saturday, watching him, with great effort and physical unsureness getting onto and off that throne, I actually started to feel sorry for the guy; he’s wanted so long to achieve his life’s dream, and had to wait until he’s 74!

On Saturday, I found myself mesmerized by the lock-step nature of especially the amassed, costumed “troops.” And saw it as a metaphor for the covid con that tried to force the whole world into lockstep (and, unfortunately, mostly succeeded, so eager are humans to follow the herd — even off the cliff!). I did notice however, but then decided to ignore, some weird anomalies, where the lock-step wasn’t thoroughly followed. Like the time I saw a uniformed guy walk from the left to the back, behind the rows of uniforms just like his. And when he got there he went through formal “lock step” of stamping (I think it was) his right foot, then whirling around (I think it was clockwise) to end up front again, only then settling into standing. Then, less than one minute later, another uniformed guy came from the right to the back, to stand next to the other, casually, without the formal stamp and twirl.

And I did wonder what that meant. Was the first guy just adding his own little flourish to the august occasion? Or was the second guy deliberately flouting the rules, as evidenced by the first guy knowing them.

Then there was the total weirdness of the figure in a hooded black cloak and holding what appears as a scythe, coming out of nowhere from right, walking left, disappearing into nowhere. Instantly, it went viral, and got a name, GRIM REAPER, on alt-media, social media, and MSM.

https://www.nbc.com/access/video/royal-fans-freak-out-over-spotting-a-grim-reaper-figure-at-coronation-of-king-charles/ACCN175877510

https://nypost.com/2023/05/06/grim-reaper-spotted-at-king-charles-coronation/

This morning I came across a remarkable substack essay by Naomi Wolf, who, unlike me, was looking for anomalies, and found them, many of them. Her attitude toward all the shapeless white dresses on royals was especially arresting.

Weird Things about King Charles Coronation

I appreciate Wolf’s perspective on “the coronation,” as yet one more pageant (see half-time shows at the oscars, sports games, etc.) that draws the world’s attention to the subtle or blatant dismembering, pulling apart, inverting, contradicting, slightly scrambling, of long- held and therefore long-stabilized traditions on our unwitting way to the transhumanist transmogrification of flesh-and-blood, ensouled humanity into pavlovian robots.

The entire essay, and with great photos, is well worth your time. Here’s how it ends:

Interesting, her use of the word “weird” in the title. Hearkens back to the “grim reaper” (above) which, like me, Wolf, likely, had not seen when she posted her piece on what she also calls “the uncanny.”

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”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
“The longer we live, the larger, the richer the background against which all future experiences take place, and the more complex and subtle our understanding of our own past.” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“To me, the most interesting question about human memory is why only certain events, rather than others, carry a charge. Where does the charge come from?” — AK, 1986, A Soul’s Journey
“At a party, many decades ago, a man whom I had just met burst out, in a tone of wonder: ‘You are the first continuously splitting schizophrenic I’ve ever met!’ I bowed low and responded, ‘Thank you!’”
”And you? My teacher looked up, his left eyebrow arched, pencil poised. 'I want to do a paper on the concept of time.’” I mumbled, timidly. 'Time?' He sniffed. “I wouldn’t touch the subject. Too difficult.” — AK, 1967
Ann Kreilkamp

Ann Kreilkamp

Ph.D. 83

Astrologer, published author, conference presenter, world traveler, founder & editor of Crone Chronicles: A Journal of Conscious Aging (1989-2001) , and founding visionary of Green Acres Permaculture Village (2010 to present).