Sunday, November 9, 2014

Reflections of Henry Demonford


Reflections of Henry Demonford
Nov. 9, 2014
Devious Secret Agent Wakes from a Dream of St. Augustine

 
“I am beginning to realize,” reflects Henry Demonford, as he nervously adjusts the IV needle in his vein, “that what has been going on through all of this century – we thought we had killed the Cave Bear. But this Cave Bear has survived, feeding on the same trash that we left when we were committing our genocides. In fact, since God is the totalization of everything that we have killed, the Cave Bear gets bigger and more threatening with every act of colonialist exploitation the nation commits. That is why, in spite of all of our efforts to torture him into submission, the Cave Bear keeps coming out of the Third-World forests, to chew on our civilized conscience.”

Grizzly Bear
I had not intended to go the way of the Cave Bear. It had been my belief that I lived on a better continent, under a happier sky.
Henry Demonford:
      “Why is it that it is only ourselves, the Old Soldiers who have not been able to keep any of the Commandments, who are able to see through the web of lies and deception that is woven by the Social Neurosis? Indeed, it is only now, now that I am finding myself almost at the end of this life, that I am beginning to understand, that God is actually the immense burden of obligation we have taken on, as a result of the things we have killed.i
      “It is only now, now that I wake up struggling to adjust to the effects of chemotherapy, that I am beginning to appreciate the sickness of the world, and see why it is so distressing. The world is sick, but it is only a few of us who have been shocked deeply enough to realize just how sick it is.
      “We, who have been thrown into confusion, have been sick with the sickness of the world. We have been right there for the money when the demons insisted on signing their contracts in blood. The fact that we have become post-traumatic implies that we do have a choice. The reason we are post-traumatic is that the demons really are tearing us apart, because they sense that we are reneging on those Satanic contracts by which we had been bound.

       Why is if that if is only we, the old soldiers who have managed to keep none of the commandments, who can see through the web of deception the social neurosis weaves? Can if be, one sees the design of the devil only after one has turned back oneself from a road that is leading to Satanhood?
      “This is why the choice between Heaven and Hell belongs to those of us who find that we are being torn apart by the Cave Bear. When we realize that, through our struggles with this Cave Bear, we have actually died and come back, we discover also, that when we had been immersed in the imperialistic machinations into which our societies had thrust us, we had been on the road to Satanhood.
      We then came to recognize, that if we valued the soul that we had been taught to cherish above all things, that we would need to turn back. What I am now also beginning to perceive, is that one can only perceive the design of the Devil, after one has become enmeshed within it. Those who have never made deals with the Devil are usually naive, and do not recognize the snake who is moving beneath the rustling leaves. They can continue to be innocent, because their souls have never been in danger. We, on the other hand, who are threatened by powers of demons if we should ever repent – we are the ones who have the power to change the world, but only if we learn to love our souls more than we love our own flesh.
      “But we can do this, because we have always been fighters. This is not the first time we have been threatened by creatures whose intent has been to tear us apart. The only difference is that now, if we are fighting for the preservation of our souls, we can feel resigned to the fact that our bodies are expendable.
      “This is the realization that caused Sir Lancelot to fall from his high horse, and this is the reason why you see so many old warriors begging by the side of the road.”

Friday, January 3, 2014

Jan 2, 2014
Meanwhile, back in Southeast Asia, Hun Sen is suffering from the Casey Jones syndrome. He can't let go of the throttle.



Cambodia surpresses textile workers

(video courtesy, al-Jazeera and I love Cambodia Hot News)




Their Word for Money is “Louie”
There was a graciousness in the manners of the people, in the flow of the skirts of the women, and in the layout of the spread, which made me rather painfully aware that I was witnessing the living remnant of one of those shang-ri-la’s which had been desecrated by the financial machine of the Bonapartists, before being sacrificed on the altar of Holocaust to the political passions of the 20th Century. I suppose that it is no accident that, in the Khmer language, the word for money is “Louie.”
“It is only through prosecuting our genocide trial, and by making the world aware of the damage which your competing spheres of influence have inflicted on Cambodia,” explains Tran, “that we can finally bring the long history of genocide, witch burning, and religious persecution to a halt. Sam Rainsy stands before all sentient beings as a witness to the Truth of the Buddha. Sooner or later, we shall find that it is our destiny to either help each other live or help each other die. We, who have seen what can happen when a nation loses faith in life, must stand up and testify to the light, because we have seen that the alternative is terrible.”

The Tigers & Wolves Resist Justice
“We know that the leaders shall resist, blackmail each other and raise up false prophets against us, but eventually, it shall be obvious that we shall have peace only when the greatest captains of industry and economics, as well as generals and the party secretaries in China, become accountable for their complicity in anything which leads to genocide. That is your Last Judgement demythologized, and it is the only thing that shall save the little nations and the aboriginal tribes from getting ground up in the machine of “Sphere of Influence” politics.
“If you want to put it that way, the Genocide Tribunal is our Zion, our ‘Never Again!’ We are not doing this to get revenge on China, but when the Chinese are in our country we do expect them to play soccer by the European rules, instead of American football.”
The two men whose wives are still working in the kitchen come out to join us, as we drink beer and enjoy our oriental feast. As I gather from bits of dialogue which are exchanged as we enjoy the repast, another hot issue concerns the manners and morals of Hun Sen, who is the present prime minister. I gather from the drift that, if everything is cricket, Sam Rainsy shall become prime minister, after the election of 2008. The only problem is, that Hun Sen does not know how to play cricket, because he got his training from the Khmer Rouge.

When the Hero Becomes the Tiger
Originally, Hun Sen was a high official for the Khmer Rouge. His Bible was, and is, Mao’s Little Red Book. His awakening of conscience, if conscience had anything to do with it at all, came when Hun Sen realized that certain officials quite close to him had been hauled off to be tortured in Toul Sleng, and that, as soon as their tongues had been loosened, he was going to be next.
Unquestionably, Hun Sen is a hero, who made the hero’s journey instead of submitting to the unthinkable. Hun Sen ended up in Viet Nam, and returned with a dragon to aid him. Unfortunately, Hun Sen is one of those old fashioned heroes with a fatal flaw: he suffers from the Casey Jones syndrome. It is obvious to anyone with engineering experience that the crown plate is dry, but the little red Hun cannot take his hand off the throttle long enough to open the water valve and keep the crown plate wet enough that the boiler will not explode.
Since the Chief Engineer for the Communist Party suffers the Casey Jones syndrome, the most informed observers seem to have serious questions about whether the upcoming election will even adhere to the standards of American football.

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