A bee staggers out of the peony

"Get correct views of life, and learn to see the world in its true light. It will enable you to live pleasantly, to do good, and, when summoned away, to leave without regret." 

 

Robert E. Lee

 

Science sans conscience n'est que ruine de l'âme.

 

Rabelais 

 

 

Alex Jones tees it up!

1. In golf the three most important things are aim and alignment, stance and ball position, and grip. For a right handed player, the grip of the left hand is where to start, imo. The three last fingers of the left hand and the base of the hand and index knuckle begin the whole process of a good golf shot and good golf swing.

The left hand holds the top of the club that is the leverage link between the left arm and the body, so this is the first place to start. The left side of the body is also the side that has the advance face to the target, and it is where the weight of the swing ends, etc; but in golf everything is a duality, and when you said one thing you also said another, so the right hand and its rotation in the swing plane with the right arm are as important too.

Overswinging is not about the club going past parallel in the backswing. It is about throwing too much of the right side in, either too early or from over the top or out and around. To cure overswinging, keep the right side under control around its pivot. Some players may swing past parallel without a problem, and it can be good for timing.

If the earth were moving to orbit the sun, you could not play golf. It would be a disaster.

 

2. In golf the knees, the feet and hips are important also. If there is a clock horizontal to the ground and 12 o'clock is the direction where the ball is, and 9 o'clock is the direction where the target is, the right hip goes back to 4 o'clock, or 5 o'clock, and follows through close to 11 o'clock, and the right knee needs to stay "connected" to the ball. The right knee staying connected to the ball helps shallow the swing plane and promotes a good weight shift.

In other words, the right hip turns abour 60 to 30 degrees going back, and about as many going through, depending on the swing and the shot. The weight should not be in the heels of the feet but balanced and forward to the toes. The old school players had the best footwork. The left heel comes up in the backswing and the right heel will begin to come up through impact and the follow through. If you slide a little or step through the ball, that's not the worst thing that can happen.

The White House is located at the Luciferic point of a Masonic goathead pentagram, which is also a Sigil of Baphomet. The Luciferic point in the sigil is the the downward one that represents the Hebrew letter "lam-ed", which is the first letter of the five letter Hebrew word "lvthn", leviathan in English.

The Soviet Union, which never would have survived without international financing from New York City, London, DC, and Paris, has a large pentagram left in Kazakhstan. On satellite, it looks upside down.

There you go. Kafka turned into a nasty bug in his book, and the "USA" and Europe are secretly run by occultists and Marxists who know "it's all about that dolla'." Even the Dolla' Lama knows it too.

If you would believe these sorts of occult jackasses in high places, when they tell you they landed on the Moon in 1969 etc., and it is obvious from their own space movies that there were stage wires and artificial lighting on the Moon, then who could help you out of your state of communist funk and demoralization?

I don't know. NASA also has the Moon going the wrong way, you know, and they pretend that if you were on the Moon, you couldn't see stars! There is enough for another book on the faked Apollo Moon landings, much less the rest of the twentieth century witchy hoaxem.

2 and 2 are 5, etc., is what freedom means. Not 2 and 2 are 4.

There are many deserted desert places on Earth where they may obtain top secret  "Martian footage" with their Radio Shack rover, and then they also use state of the art film industry tricks to add fillers and color. They are not on Mars. They cannot even land a rover on the moon, much less a man.

They can use deserts in the "USA", also there are good ones to look like Mars in Bolivia and Kenya. There are miles and miles of desert wilderness on Earth to choose from.

Look at the horizon of Mars in the pictures. It is exactly the size, shape, and proportions of Earth.

Jack Parsons says a lot about JPL. Jack Parsons, L. Ron Hubbard, Aleister Crowley, and the Judeo-Masonic NWO ... and "The Book of Lies".

They will find that Martians are in favor of gay marriage like Hollywood and the billionaires in New York City and DC. And the Martians love that Federal Reserve and the Bank for International Settlements also, etc.

August 3 and 4 2013, Mars just had a conjunction with the passing Moon and Jupiter in Cancer. Do they show you pictures from Mars of that? No, of course not.

For NASA, everything on Mars and the Moon is a tight shot.

NASA and the NWO are a terrible hoax. As St. Peter said, "this world is stored up for destruction by fire."

http://news.msn.com/science-technology/nasa-has-high-hopes-mars-rovers-winning-streak-will-continue?ocid=ansnews11

Foreword, "Terra Zones"

Foreword

 

Perhaps the best way to introduce this book is to recall the first encounter I had with Colonel Bonaventure in the Bell Mountain Wilderness. The Bell Mountain Wilderness is a large area of parks and forest preservation, 9,027 acres in all, as designated by the 96th US Congress in 1980. Located in the St. Francois Mountains of the Potosi-Frederickstown Ranger District of Mark Twain National Forest, Bell Mountain is the seventh highest peak in Missouri, with an elevation of more than 1700 feet. There is a connection to the Ozark Trail, and the backcountry is a popular yet uncrowded destination for sportsmen and mountain hikers to enjoy the great outdoors.

Per accident of fortune, I discovered the "Bell Mountain Lighted Driving Range and Par 3 Course", not far from Widgeon Ford, while working as a graduate assistant at Sylvester College.

As an undergraduate I played golf at L.S.U., and was there hitting a 5 iron from a bucket of balls, when I heard someone haw and ask in an almost theatrical voice, "so ... when are you going on tour"? There was a funny sound in his voice, but it seemed that he was being only kind of smart. When I looked over to see where he was, I saw that he had a handlebar mustache, and looked like an actor out of a car and boating insurance commercial.

"I don't know" I said. "Maybe in a few more moons, when the game's a little bit more on the mark."

"Yeah, buddy, drive for show and putt for dough. That's the ticket," he said, and returned to his practice, where he seemed to be of a low and seasoned handicap.

I hit a few more shots, working on my draw, and it was then, as I watched one of the golf balls land in the distance, that I noticed that a full moon had just appeared, where it had not been only a few moments before. It was a little strange. I had just mentioned the moon and then suddenly there it was barely floating over the October trees, and it looked so close to Earth that it was indeed a surprise.

At that hour when it was hovering low over the mountain driving range, like an eye in the sky, it seemed unusually luminous and mysterious. It was burnt orange and created a scene where one could practice hitting golf balls at an autumn moon that looked like the great pumpkin lantern for Halloween. Charlie Brown would have been impressed.

I kept practicing with the 5 iron, aiming at the moon, since it was looming only yards behind the 180 marker, and almost eerie. "That's an eerie looking Harvest Moon," I said out loud.

"Yeah, a little bit", the fellow said, looking at it. "It could be the end of the world like that. Count Dracula and the pyramids. Apocalypto".

After he hit another crisp shot, he was smiling like a real estate agent, and added, "actually though, that's not the Harvest Moon. That was in September. That's a sanguine moon. They also call it the Hunter's Moon. It's the full moon after the Harvest Moon."

At that time, I did not know much about the moon or astronomy at all, but it was a peaceful evening, and it was then that I first began to reckon with the astro-weather and geocentrism.

"Do you know which way the moon goes?" the Colonel asked, being sort of jocular.

He did seem like he could be a joker, and I was not sure what he meant, so I said, "it goes up". I pointed up and said, "it goes that way, for sure." It was a vague answer, but that was about what I knew.

"It goes from east to west across the sky. It will go up and over, around that way, along the ecliptic, and then set in the west.” He pointed in the direction of the west. “It always is going clockwise around the earth, when viewed from above the North pole."

"Oh, yes,that's interesting", I said.

"Do you know what that means?" he asked.

"No", I answered. "what does it mean?"

"It means that the earth is not moving, of course, as you can tell, and that the sun orbits the earth. The sun and the moon and the stars are all orbiting the earth, and the earth is stationary in space."

After a little practice, the moon climbed up a little higher, and the fellow pointed out a bright star underneath the moon, and that it was Jupiter. A sign of kings, it turns out, and there was a conjunction of Jupiter and the full Moon in Taurus. He explained that the moon was rising only about two or three degrees ahead of Jupiter; but tomorrow it would fall behind by about 10 degrees or so; and it would also wane almost less than the slightest amount, losing the slimmest noticeable roundness from the top, etc.

In fact, most people would not be able to tell any difference, and he added that "most people do not even know which way the Moon goes, or understand the phases, although they have been living on Earth their whole lives".

He observed that Jupiter was going a little retrograde, and explained further what an “orb” meant, and that with such a close orb of only a few degrees that was also a conjunction. Could be spooky stuff it seemed, astral mysteries at a golf course, and between Jupiter and the moon the sign would continue for about twenty-four hours, as any conjunction like that does, because the moon is slower in its route around the Earth than the other planets and stars.

The fellow was enjoying his practice, drinking a beer and smoking a cigar. "Vir sapiens evalescet astra", he said on a puff of smoke and alcohol. "A wise man will dominate the stars".

Interpreted this would mean that with good sense people can exercise free will, and with confidence of some good end. That was St. Albert the Great's opinion in 'Speculum Astronomiae', the Mirror of Astronomy.

"Audiens sapiens sapientior erit, et intellegens gubernacula possidebit. A wise man shall hear and shall be wiser: and he that understandeth shall possess governments."(1)

Besides his peculiarity of speaking Latin, I wondered whether he was not crazy or ignorant of physics when he had said that the sun orbited the earth.

Did he live in a cave? Was he from the "Flat Earth Society"? Yet it seemed that he was for real.

I talked to him again at the "Bell Mountain Lighted Driving Range and Par 3 Course", when he was there on Tuesday's for the 7:00 pm skins game, and found that he was unbiased to anything worth knowing, and his broad forehead appeared made for thinking. It seemed also to be the seat of some impenetrable joy, and I heard more of his scientific ideas as the occasion merited. As it turned out, he was a retired Air Force Colonel, and a scholarly sort, of some research and wise counsel, and also sometimes a fully loaded conspiratologist. Among other things, he maintained that NASA had never landed any man on the Moon, nor any rover on Mars, and that all their deep space missions "were billion dollar'd Judeo-Masonic frauds", as he called them, and egregious hoaxes.

He would quote Aeschylus, for example, that "one who is just of his own free will shall not lack for happiness, and will never come to utter ruin". Somehow from him it did not sound too awkward.

"The power is his, the regiment of stars,
He holds the world enfisted like a nut,
And laughter wreathes his face eternally."(2)

But something beatific and simple like that is not for NASA that makes fake trips to outer space at the cost of billions.

Low Earth orbit is one thing, and the Moon is another, and Colonel Bonaventure knew more Latin and was more pregnant with intelligence than anybody I had seen. He had many recollected sayings, like "ab amicis honesta petamus, adhuc quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Let us seek honesty from friends, yet who will guard the watchmen? 

So it goes. O tempora! O mores! Civitas perfidiam non sustinere potest. O the times, the customs. The state cannot survive treason. Treason is like a scam, "yet society must go on, I suppose, and society can only exist if the normal, if the virtuous, and the slightly deceitful flourish, and if the passionate, the headstrong, and the too-truthful are condemned to suicide and to madness."(3)

Since I was playing golf for recreation only, not money or ambition, and was a mere student instructor and graduate assistant at Sylvester College, in Widgeon Ford, also near Irondale and Belgrade, I asked him that he would send me some of his ideas and research about the universe. Snail mail or e-mail.

He agreed and was surprised to learn about Sylvester College, since he had never heard of it, but when I told him more about it, he said it sounded like a good school. "I would have imagined it would be hard to miss a college campus in Widgeon Ford", he said, “but I’m not a spy, of course. And I don't get around there too much. It must be situated a little back in the woods, on an obscure side of the mountain road, or the students must be studying the books, because I haven't seen any of them, even at the 7-Eleven in Potosi. Is it a religious school"?

Although not a cloister, as it turns out, Sylvester College is a religious school, a small Catholic college that some say has its name after Sylvester the cat of the cartoons, or because it is almost lost in the woods. While it may be somewhat remote and unknown, a little woodsy and hidden, it is true, that, however, is not why it has the name "Sylvester".

"Silvestris, silvestre" is Latin for "of the woods, wooded, woodsy, wild and rural", etc., and Sylvester the cat may be famous from a time of TV, but the college is named after Pope Sylvester (314-335), who is also St. Sylvester from the First Council of Nicea (325) and the days of the Roman Emperor Constantine the Great (272-337), and whose feast day from the traditional calendar is December 31st.

As all that may remain, and as St. Yves of Kermartin may help advocates and orphans, with permission, the following book is a simple adaptation of ad hoc commentaries, analysis, e-mails, miscellaneous notes and papers, calculations, and conversation about geocentrism and scientific materialism, and the Colonel's remote ideas about the cosmos and the overreaching US government, and its Judeo-Masonic conspiracy, as we have it today, that have been edited into the form of a book. The opinions expressed are sincerely entertained, and we hope the reader may find the point of view as convincing, interesting, and enlightening as I and a few others have.

 

Henry Doone