The Robots’ Rebellion Part 6

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Chapter six is titled Arabian Knights.

This chapter begins with Icke inferring that the prophet Mohammed was in contact with an alien intellect and that the Koran was a result of psychic communication with this extra-terrestrial, but that, to me, seems like nonsense, for a start the prophet Mohammed never existed though scholars and historians and experts and people far smarter than me claim he did.

The Robots’ Rebellion does enjoy going on and on about religion and I suppose religions have played a huge part in the progression, and regression, of humanity but as a happy Atheist I am of the opinion people should be who they want to be without having an ideology, book or faith dictating how they should and shouldn’t live their lives. I despise religions for the restrictions they place upon their followers and for the fact religious folk just can’t let other people of different faiths, and of no faith, just get on with their lives. Religious people are too nosy, to ready to stick their noses in other peoples business and to willing to impose their own primitive beliefs upon society. I’d be okay with religious people if they kept their religions to themselves and didn’t try and impose their way of life on other people. Wouldn’t it be a nicer world if people kept their religious beliefs private instead of being unable to shut the fuck up?

Fortunately this chapter moves on quickly from the boring nonsense that is Islam and spends some time discussing the Knights Templar, those mystery fellas of the Crusades who created a secret society that’s existence still fascinates people nearly a thousand years later and according to Icke still exists as the Knights of Malta.

A lot of nonsense has of course been written about the mystery knights Icke writes about the Templars being an organisation that knew that Jesus Christ birthed children, via Mary Magdalene’s vagina and womb, and that the Jesus bloodline became the Royal Houses of Europe and still exists in some way today, through selective breeding.

Icke like many writers links the Templars to Rennes le Chateau and the idea that Berenger Sauniere found two parchments in hollow pillars this led to Sauniere receiving vast wealth but the truth might be more mundane Sauniere might merely have committed fraud and sold parishioners mass and other Catholic nonsense accumulating wealth via criminal means rather than through some kind of supernatural means. Icke comments about the conspiracy theory promoted by Henry Lincoln popularised in Holy Blood and the Holy Grail. Naturally there’s no evidence of anything relating to Sauniere being of any mystery and the myth that has built up surrounding the long dead character has no basis in fact. The idea Sauniere found evidence that Jesus Christ bred himself a family is of course wishful thinking such a person as Jesus Christ never existed.

In my opinion at least.

The Robots’ Rebellion Part 5

The Robots' Rebllion

Chapter five is titled Hell On Earth and concerns the creation of the Bible.

The show begins with Emperor Constantine I also known as Constantine the Great, have you ever noticed that all the so called greats were also great at being dicks to just about everyone they ever met? Raping, pillaging and murdering their way through the space/time continuum what a bunch of bastards, the word great should be replaced with a more accurate word description and I offer as an alternative the word cunt.

Yeah, so Constantine the Cunt became Emperor of Rome way back in 306 C.E. (Common Era) as Emperor he became tolerant of the Cult of Christ and eventually Christianity became THE religion of Rome and it still is over seventeen hundred years later, now that’s some awesome staying power, as an Atheist I’m not impressed with religious ideologies but I am impressed with the influence religions still have over people in the here and now, it just goes to show no matter how big we get for our boots, no matter how better we believe we are than people who came before us there’s still religious belief, the belief in supernatural powers and fairy tales to bring us crashing back down to Earth and assure us we are still the same and we ain’t anything special even though those self same religions billions of people blindly follow present a narrative that indeed we are.

Icke in this chapter points out a massive conceit, Christians claimed persecution before their rise to power but since gaining power over Man Christians have broke their backs persecuting as many people as they can, Christian and non-Christian alike, and though the numbers of dead Christians have killed in the name of their God is in the hundreds of millions all that murder hasn’t prevented us humans from breeding like rabbits.

We are everywhere.

A virus with shoes.

A character named Jerome becomes prominent within the pages of this chapter. Jerome was a priest, a historian and theologian and it was he who was mostly responsible for translating the Old and New Testament into Latin and choosing which books went into the Word of God, Icke claims Jerome re-wrote a lot of the stories he was translating and that the Bible is in actuality a fiction created by this enigmatic historical figure. For heathens like myself this chapter provides a wealth of information revealing an ancient conspiracy to control the stupid masses by manipulating them into believing a magic man, or men, who lives in the sky is as real as you or me. The entire concept of God, and Jesus, strikes me as bonkers I just can’t let myself believe that somewhere out there in the vast creation that is our reality there are men, and perhaps women, who have super human abilities don’t get me wrong I wish such people did exist but I can’t believe in them.

I don’t know how, or why, Christianity was able to dominate Europe for so long and I don’t know if the world would have been better off without Christianity, you would think a common belief would have bound people together but Christianity instead drove people apart Europe was torn asunder by religious wars between Roman Catholic Christians and Protestant Christians, two groups same God they just had different ideas of how to worship the Christ figure, they didn’t argue over whether Christ existed or not they firmly believe he did they argued over who worshipped Him the best and who worshipped Him properly.

A difference of opinion is an odd thing to fight and kill for but then Christians are odd, in my opinion. Rather than imprison yourself to a faith created by men instead be free to be who you are and who you want to be. Religious people don’t understand that kind of freedom, to just be yourself and not interfere or sit judgement on other people’s lives but as an Atheist who believes in nothing I can honestly claim that level of freedom is sweet.

What other people do is none of my business, I don’t get involved, my knickers don’t get in a twist. Oh no gay people everywhere, demanding marriage, meh! I don’t care let ’em get married. Oh sweet Hell! Pregnant women want an abortion, and? If that’s what they want why the Hell not? None of my concern. Bloody bugger! Muslims and Jews living on the same street as me, hmm, how wonderful better than being surrounded day in day out by pasty white faced Casper like Christians, more diversity please not less. Some pesky Atheists, Richard Dawkins for example, present compelling arguments for why a supernatural Jesus doesn’t exist, and have facts to back up their heathen claims, ace I embrace fact based evidence with a smile upon my face and joy in my heart completely untroubled, anger and hate non-existent, happy with a laugh ready to erupt from deep within my peaceful self.

Yeah, Christians should be the nicest most decent people on the planet, to ever have existed, but the reality is Christians start and fight wars, Christians murder and rape, Christians fuck kids, Christians aren’t any better than anyone else they’re just as fucking sick but they’re also massive hypocrites.

Better to believe in nothing, to find joy in simple pleasures, and to be free to think whatever you want to think and be who you want to be.

 

The Robots’ Rebellion Part 3

The Robots' Rebllion

Chapter 3 is titled A Brotherhood of Clans.

This chapter begins with Egypt, Ancient Egypt land of intrigue and mystery but the chapter doesn’t concentrate on Egypt it throws a vast amount of information at a reader and is finally a chapter I found enjoyable. Along with Ancient Egypt we’re offered the idea of an ancient Brotherhood that has manipulated humanity for thousands of years, and touches upon some real historical stuff Ancient Greece, the Romans, Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Confucius and Buddha, a lot of pre-Christian religious stuff.

Icke makes claim that the heretical pharaoh Akhenaten was a puppet of a secret society, the Brotherhood, which retained some kind of power once Egypt returned to a land of polytheism upon the death of Akhenaten. This ancient Brotherhood still exists today, according to Icke, in the form of the Freemasons an alleged sinister group that allegedly controls the destiny and fortune of the entire human race.

Kind of like the Stonecutters from the American cartoon series The Simpsons.

‘Who controls the British crown?

Who keeps the metric system down?

We do, we do

Who keeps Atlantis off the maps?

Who keeps the Martians under wraps?

We do, we do

Who holds back the electric car?

Who makes Steve Guttenberg a star?

We do, we do

Who robs cavefish of their sight?

Who rigs every Oscar night?

We do, we do!’

 

The Robots’ Rebellion Part 2

The Robots' Rebllion

Chapter 2 is titled Collective Amnesia.

It begins with more waffle about Atlantis and about the Luciferic Consciousness that came to infect planet Earth in times so ancient it’s hard for us, simple humans, to comprehend the timeframe involved. It’s all bollocks of course.

For example:

The Universe needs the life the Earth brings forth and the whole must be preserved. It is not for you alone that we do this work. There has always been an order in the way the planets have been governed. Man has not understood the linkages that bind everything together.’

Channelled information Icke claims to have received from an alien intelligence, it’s all very egotistical not only David Icke being one of the few people on Earth, out of over six billion, to be made aware of who we really are, not only does it stink of ego to believe alien intelligences are speaking to you, or through you, but it’s massively egotistical to believe, and promote, the idea that the human race is in someway THE most special little creature in all creation and that the very existence of planet Earth is hugely beneficial to the continued health and wellbeing of the universe.

A similar theme pervades a lot of the fiction I enjoy reading especially stories from both DC and Marvel comics, Marvel comics often has the Earth at the centre of events of cosmic significance.

I can’t accept that we humans are in anyway special, the evidence leads me to believe the contrary, we are as a species a selfish, vain, mean, nasty, greedy, violent, murderous animal that will kill, with made up justification, every living thing upon the planet including each other and ourselves. If anything we’re the least interesting and least special little creature in the entire vastness of the universe, a universe so vast that no one, or all of us collectively, can comprehend or understand.

Eventually Icke’s ideas about energies and frequencies important to the continued existence of the cosmos emanating from the Earth leads him further into the wonderful world of ancient astronauts, by the gods I love those guys.

Naturally whenever expressing ideas about ancient astronauts writers always use passages from The Bible, for me The Bible is a series of writings written specifically for people who no longer exist and haven’t for thousands of years the stories within the pages of the collective we know as The Bible were aimed at a people in one very small geographical region of this mad wild planet the stories weren’t meant for a wider audience and perhaps that’s why I rejected them, many years ago, I’m not of the Hebrew tribe and I wasn’t born three, or four, thousand years ago I’m a child of the 20th century and I live in the 21st century Hebrew stories meant for a people who no longer exist bear no relevance to the times I’m experiencing of any of the experiences I randomly have, some by accident and some on purpose. There are no stories of ancient astronauts in The Bible because not one character in The Bible, fictional or real, ever encountered ancient astronauts.

It’s a shame ancient astronauts don’t exist, it would indeed be a wonder if they did, life changing, we do have to face the facts that it’s easy, far too easy, to take a story, real or fictitious, and bend and shape it to fit our own beliefs. People use stories in The Bible, and sometimes mere paragraphs and sentences, to express negative views towards homosexuals failing to realise that The Bible was never meant for them, it was never expected to still be making such a huge impact on people in the 21st century and the fact it still does is a sad reflection on how moronic most humans really are.

Sheeple not people.

Morons not rational thinking imaginative individuals.

Chapter two touches, briefly, on the influence of the ancient Sumerians, Earth’s first civilisation, maybe, the fact remains we know very little about ancient Sumer and some of what we do know, or what Icke eludes to in his book, is a misunderstanding of an ancient peoples beliefs and lifestyle choices. We can’t use Sumer as an example of a culture that was visited by ancient astronauts because there’s no evidence aliens, humanoid aliens, visited Sumer and with very few scholars able to translate the Sumerian written language we’re not exactly sure what the Sumerians believed or experienced. I do, at times like this, wish writers didn’t bend facts to shape their own beliefs and I totally wish writers didn’t have their own agendas instead of trying to fool the gullible into believing any old nonsense writers like David Icke should be presenting evidence based alternative points of view instead of relying on alleged messages from alien intelligences.

After two chapters of bollocks I’m finding The Robots’ Rebellion tough going.

Boo me!

The Robots’ Rebellion Part 1

The Robots' Rebllion

And so begins my long, and somewhat joyful, reading and blogging about the wonderful books of Mr David Icke. The Robots’ Rebellion begins with a chapter titled The Takeover Bid under a part one section of the book titled The Darkness.

Now I’m no sycophant I don’t believe everything people tell me or everything I read I only believe in things I can accept, stuff that somehow makes sense to me and my experiences in this mad crazy world we assume is real.

Much of chapter one of this book is taken up with spiritual musings and the assumption psychics are making accurate claims about the nature of the universe and the formation of planet Earth.

Personally I don’t believe in psychic powers, I’d like to live in a world in which super powers were a reality but I don’t, I’d like to have super powers of my own Superman style super powers but I wouldn’t be a decent nice guy trying to save everyone and the world instead I’d make everyone, everywhere, fucking behave, but besides my obsession with accidentally Marvel style acquiring super powers there’s no way I’m ever going to have super powers and neither are you.

This first chapter was hard re-reading for me and I confess I skipped by parts of it, Atlantis, blah, King Arthur, meh.

The only real part of the chapter I was concerned with was the opening paragraph, ‘who created God?’ I’m an Atheist by nature for me God, Jesus, Heaven and Hell are merely fictions a method used to keep people under control but even though I am an Atheist with no spiritual beliefs or leanings whatsoever I do wish to know the origin of God.

I figure the fictional creation is an amalgamation of Egyptian and Babylonian beliefs and perhaps a little bit here and a little bit there stolen from other Middle Eastern cultures lost to us in time.

For blind believers in the existence of fictional beings roaming this vast universe God is the ultimate in power and majesty, according to believers God is omniscient, which means He has infinite knowledge, basically He knows everything about everything, the cleverest being in the entire universe, way smarter than me and thee and even smarter than Einstein and Newton. Clever isn’t something I’d attribute to any religious belief in God, for the smartest being in all the universe His worshippers sure are fucking stupid. He needs smarter people to believe in Him, I’m not smart, I’m an idiot but even I find other idiots fucking annoying and I’ve always assumed smart people find idiots unbearable God is the smartest being in all the universe He’d despise idiots.

So He’d hate, with passion, all His believers.

God is also supposed to be omnipotent, all powerful, not only the smartest being in all the universe but also the most badass, He could, in theory, kill the entire universe with but a thought no one, not even Superman, can fight and defeat God only…

… in the Bible, Old Testament, the fictional character Jacob wrestles and defeats the fictional God of the Hebrews, the all mighty and all powerful Yahweh, IHVH, but if God possesses unlimited power, enough power to end the universe, how could Jacob defeat Him?

God is also supposed to be omnipresent, which means He’s everywhere at once, the entire universe is God and God is the entire universe, kinda like Eternity from Marvel comics. So He, God, would know what’s happening as it happens maybe even before it happens so nothing would be a surprise to Him and yet the behaviour of the humans he destroys in the Great Deluge takes Him by surprise.

The origin of the God of the Bible might, no one it seems knows for sure, originate in Egypt when the pharaoh Akhenaten created a monotheistic religion and usurped the long established pantheon that dominated the land, Akhenaten’s One God, a Sun God, could have been the inspiration for Yahweh, though Yahweh seems like an angry storm god rather than a hopeful sun god.

I doubt anyone will ever know for sure where or how God originated but there’s one thing that’s for damn sure He is only a fictional character created by Man and not the other way around.

This first chapter of David Icke’s conspiracy, ancient mystery, is very disappointing, it seemed to me mostly nonsense I’ve read elsewhere before, bog standard random ideas about ancient human history that’s predicated upon lies and misunderstandings I’d hoped for more, it’s no The Biggest Secret and now I’m wishing I’d started with that book and ignored the two books that preceded it.

Sigh!

Icke, Icke Baby!

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As thou can see in the picture featured in this post I’m a fan of the works of David Icke, his books at least though I confess I don’t necessarily subscribe to all the ideas featured in his books the ideas that involve us, we humans, being some kind of spiritual being possessed of super powers that kind of thinking, in my opinion, stinks of human ego, the entire ‘oh look at us aren’t we the fucking best?’ Answer, nope we’re not, we’re just meat, an animal, nothing more and nothing less.

But Icke’s other ideas famous people, big bad celebs and mad politicians fucking and killing kids, yup, now that I can believe also I totally can accept that this world’s leaders are giant shape changing lizards from Dimension X, not only is that believable it explains planet Earth, a world that is Hell for a lot of people and for most life forms.

I know in the past, and perhaps right here and now in the present Icke received, receives, a lot of negative press and is openly mocked but those people who are negative and mock have their heads up their arseholes the world really is run, ruined, by giant shape changing lizards that enjoy fucking and killing kids.

To believe it isn’t seems somehow wrong and crazy.

Icke’s books, The Robots Rebellion and The Truth Shall Set You Free, were fairly standard conspiracy type books speaking of sinister cults ruling us stupid peasants making sure our lives remain unpleasant. Not that my life, at a personal level is unpleasant, but life is certainly unpleasant for lots of people you’ve only got to turn on the news and there it is grim fucking reality in all its horror and dread.

The works of David Icke are top draw entertainment for me. Fun to read and they get me going, not in a sexual way, merely inspiring me to think beyond my own simple little existence at a whole world out there that’s crazy in a really nasty kind of way.

By the time Icke got around to releasing The Biggest Secret he was full on conspiracy nut job and I love him for it, not love in a sexual or romantic way, I’m fortunate I’ve found freedom from such Hollywood nonsense, but love in the way that when a new Icke book is released I immediately make purchase and consume said book in about a day, revelling in it’s bonkers conspiracies and tutting at Icke’s ideas about the human race being this special little creature destined to run, or ruin, the universe. I have no spiritual side to my character I believe we humans are meat and only meat and when we die we’re rotting meat. No one can convince me otherwise.

There hasn’t been an Icke book for a while and that makes a sadness come across myself so I’ve decided to start re-reading all the Icke books I own and then blog about ‘em. Gives me something to do when I’m not at work, and also when I am.

Sunday Morning Fun

I ensured I was up an extra hour before I needed to be this morning, 04:00 instead of 05:00, I usually get up at 05:00 most mornings, even when I’m not at work to go for a two hour walk it makes me happy going out before sun rise and then watching the morning go from darkness to light it reminds me of this:

“Well, once there was only dark. You ask me, the light’s winning.”

My reason for an extra hour of consciousness was so I could happily read David Icke’s latest masterpiece:

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For me, and this is just my opinion, Icke’s books are masterpieces and his warnings of doom and gloom have become a reality, the world he imagined back in The Biggest Secret (1999) is the world we live in today, again in my opinion.

Something that leapt out at me during the reading of this new master work was this, ‘it doesn’t matter what people think about you, only what you think about you’, this captures how I operate in this mad, perhaps illusionary, world we all exist upon, I have zero interest in what people think about me, I don’t care, I only care about what I think about me and though I’m aware of all my many flaws I’m also aware I AM AWESOME! (and delusional).

We tend to live in societies nowadays in which far too many people are concerned about what other people think about them, or how people treat them, when I’m sat at home during the day, my living room window open, writing or drawing at my work desk I hear people in my hometown stressing out, in rage, at what other people think about them, how they’ve been treated, what someone’s said, all that stress and rage explodes in shouting, screaming, swearing, no one’s laughing because someone thinks they’re a dick or a bitch, but why?

Everyone in my hometown could consider me a dick, I wouldn’t care in fact I’d find it HIGH-larious, I have zero interest in anyone in my hometown, I’m so uninterested in my fellows that I don’t really know anyone in my hometown and I have zero contact with people from my hometown, now I know not everyone can be like me, most people want people to like them, and most people want to be part of a community or tribe but if it’s causing them so much stress and rage why bother?

Why not, if they’re going to pursue popularity, interact with dozens of people, have one hundred Facebook friends and counting, adopt an attitude that prevents them from being stressed and enraged by what people think and what people say? Surely that’s a better way to live.

Personally I don’t know a dozen people, and I have seven Facebook friends, I don’t wish to acquire more, and I certainly wouldn’t want to interact with dozens of people on a daily basis it would be too much, too much moaning, too much bragging, too much information about stuff I have no interest in, though I interact with only a small amount of people I still have to suffer people telling me about The X-Factor and Britain’s Got Talent, when I inform them I’ve never watched either show and in general I don’t watch TV it doesn’t stop them droning on and on about something I have zero interest in, in return I don’t discuss Icke or comic books (my favourite past time) I have this blog it’s my place to express my happiness and joy at the things I love it prevents me being the type of geek who discusses with everyone, including strangers, the origins of superheroes and why the movies and TV shows fail to capture the essence of the comic book characters.

From sitting down with a cup of tea, at about 04:15, to writing this post at about 05:00 I’ve been happily immersed in things that make me happy, there’s been a gentle, yet firm, wind blowing through my hometown it’s been a sedentary peaceful morning, which is unusual for a Sunday morning there are usually people still drunk wandering home from nightclubs, these people are always arguing even if they’re on their own they’re arguing loudly over their phones with, what I assume, is a loved one.

Phantom Self is a book about how we’ve been conditioned to behave in a certain fashion, to believe in certain things, to adopt a herd mentality, to embrace tribalism, to not think for ourselves, there’s much more to it than that I’m merely summarising, in any given society the themes expressed by Icke are true all of us are brainwashed and manipulated we’re supposed to be the same, think the same, believe the same things, be basic, be idiots, want the same things, cherish the same things, need the same things.

Social structures, family, friends these are the three ideas drummed into us from an early age, and not necessarily in that order, we’re all supposed to want relationships that lead to a mortgage, debt, children, we’re all expected to be what society demands is normal, ‘normal is getting dressed in clothes that you buy for work and driving through traffic in car that you are still paying for – in order to get to the job you need to pay for the clothes and the car, and the house you leave vacant all day so you can afford to live in it.’

It’s as though George Orwell’s 1984 happened but none of us noticed it because we had, ‘the care of home and children, petty quarrels with neighbours, films, football, beer and above all, gambling’ to consume our precious time.

The Biggest Secret

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I’m currently reading David Icke’s Phantom Self and re-reading The Biggest Secret, I’m a big fan of David Icke’s workings it doesn’t matter if any of his claims are true (I’m sure religious people from all faiths can relate) but I want them to be true.

I had planned on re-reading The Robot’s Rebellion followed by And The Truth Shall Set You Free but I figured re-reading The Biggest Secret covers the ideas and themes of both books and I can write blog posts about The Biggest Secret and go nuts.

Some people tend to think David Icke is nuts but I find his ideas interesting and I buy and read each new book he releases it’s a happy moment, for me, when a new David Icke book arrives.

The Martians Have Landed?

The title of the first chapter of The Biggest Secret is The Martians Have Landed?

But landed where? Read on and you might just find out.

The Brotherhood is a constant theme of Icke’s writing an old (ancient) bloodline that’s ruled, and ruined, humanity for thousands, perhaps hundreds of thousands, of years. This Brotherhood might have originated according to Icke in Babylon and began their ‘Great Work of Ages’ this working is planned to control (almost) every aspect of human existence and if true then it’s worked perfectly so far but only for the benefit of a small minority.

Ancient Astronauts is brought up as an idea throughout Icke’s workings evidence for such impossible beings rests with the mysterious constructs to be found around the world, Baalbek in Lebanon, the Nazca lines in Peru, like the existence of the Brotherhood such evidence is merely circumstantial we, the plebians, can’t actually provide any hard evidence that such things are real, we can wish for them to be real, we can believe, but we can’t empirically prove such. I suppose if we could then they wouldn’t be fantastical mysteries instead they’d be merely mundane and we wouldn’t have any interest in such ideas.

According to a friend of Icke, Brian Desborough, and fellow conspiracy boffin he believes our Solar System to have been built in a manner popularised decades ago by Immanuel Velikovsky, planets, Venus for example, crashing into the system from some unknown space and causing massive upheaval destroying a civilisation on the planet Mars and generally annoying Earth. Apparently the Martians were forced to flee their home world for the nearest habitable planet that planet just happened to be Earth great wars were fought with the natives of Earth, an highly advanced black culture and the invading Martians, white skinned humanoids, were victorious. It sounds ace and if true every time a white person tells a black person to ‘go back to where you come from’, a black person could retort, ‘I’m from Earth fuck off back to Mars Martian scum’. I’d love it.

Obviously there’s no evidence to prove Velikovsky’s cosmology and zero evidence to back up Desborough’s claim us white folk are descendants of white Martians, shame we’re not white Martians from the DC Uinverse we’d all have super powers and I’d love to have super powers, it’s such a sigh when reality just doesn’t match up to imagination.

From my perspective none of the above needs to be true, I don’t need to believe that white people are Martians, or that there’s an ancient Brotherhood dominating and manipulating humanity, it doesn’t matter it’s just fun to imagine such things are in fact real. The truth of the matter is the human world is probably as mundane as it seems with no big secrets to be discovered or knowledge to be shared and that the cosmos was born from a Big Bang and we’re all here by accident it’s still fantastical when you think about it just not as fantastical as Ancient Astronauts.