Sunday, April 7, 2013

Vulture Banking Meets Its Maker



Vulture Banking Meets Its Maker
By American Kabuki


My search for understanding the banking system began as quite a young man.  My high school years were rather unspectacular. I thought I was not too bright, after all my grades were Bs and Cs, and that report card meant to me and my parents that I wasn't that bright.  Throw in slight case of undiagnosed dyslexia and I convinced myself I was none too bright.  My limits were set low.  What I really was in high school, was bored and unchallenged. I found out I was smarter than I thought when I went to University.

My high school guidance counselor advised me to "go into the trades", that's just what they told people then they thought were less than worthy of college.  So I set out to be an electrician.

I always liked electricity, and regularly shocked myself playing with the house wiring on my mom's house, but I learned and got quite good at it.  Frightened my mother half to death during the learning stages.  I was not an easy child.  One time I made telegraph with with a big woofer speaker I found in an abandoned TV in the alley. I connected it to a 12 volt AC transformer and a telegraph key pad, and mounted it in this 5 gallon bulk peanut butter can my mom got from the Mormon food place that we got bulk food from for the 6 kids.  Every time I pressed the keypad this 60hz hum reverberated through the house with a slightly metallic sound and my mom came rushing in from the kitchen thinking I had finally done myself in for good messing with the power lines and truly fried myself.  I never saw her so angry and she told me she'd toss me out of house if I ever turned that thing on again!  I complied.  So the next thing I invented was a latching logic circuit out of some electromechanical relays. They didn't make as much noise. I didn't realize then what I invented on my own but I liked the fact it would start a circuit connection and stay connected.  I also tried to create electricity from water, but never succeed at that.  But for some reason I thought it could be done.


I did not get accepted into the electrician apprentice program. I did get hired as an apprentice carpenter to some amazing journeymen carpenters. We built winter millionaire homes in the desert mountains of Carefree Arizona.  My boss Gerry Jones was a former fighter pilot in the Flying Tigers in China during WWII and a 2nd degree black belt in Judo.  His money partner was the TV news anchor Hugh Downs.  My father had volunteered for that duty also but was too young at the time and ended up in the European war.  Gerry was a quite remarkable man with a high degree of self control and very ecologically minded.  He also went to my mom's high school in Indiana. I learned a little Judo from him... well at least enough to know how to fall and not hurt myself when he threw me across the mat. Knowing how to fall and not damage yourself is a good skill to know in life.  He had a huge impact on my life, and probably started my interest in Japanese culture. He spent 10 years in Japan.  Gerry was everything my father was not... self controlled.  I admired that.

The houses I built overlooked the Dick Van Dyke Studio for The New Dick Van Dyke Show, they were truly remarkable one of a kind homes nestled in granite boulders.  The way these homes were financed was unique in that they never had a mortgage.  The company I worked for built them all at cost plus 15%.  Often the designs and requirements were so exotic that no fixed bid could be made. They were always paid for by stock sales by their owners. At that age I couldn't imagine anyone having that much stock money.

We built homes for Lipman who owned the Lipman gallery in NYC, Alan Mayer, the Oscar Mayer scion who the family paid to stay away from the corporation because he was not too bright, and a huge 10,000 square foot hacienda near Cavecreek for the guests of the Whirlpool Corporation that looked it was more arranged for female companionship encounters of those friendly to the company than anything.  Beautiful homes, inspiring places to inhabit, nothing like the suburban South Scottsdale cracker box I grew up in.  I remember thinking why was it in this world it was that so few could enjoy a quality existence, what was it with pieces of paper that entitled one person so luxury but denied another.  You can't tell me its because they work harder. I know that to be false.  Hard work had nothing to do with it.  Can't even claim its time and chance.


I enjoyed building homes. Nothing quite as satisfying as building something that will out live your own physical body.  The wildlife of the desert in that area was full of animals, gila monsters, deer, rabbits, bob cats, desert tortoise and quail.  It was one of the happiest times of my life.

I worked for about 24 months then the economy went south, interest rates sky rocketed, and a crew of 100 soon whittled down to just me, as I was the youngest and least paid.   It was more profitable for the rich buyers to put money into bonds that stocks than real estate that was no longer rising in price due to high interest rates.  I learned decades later that the USA had decided to monetize the Vietnam war debt by printing money and that drove inflation through the roof as well as interest rates need to finance the debt.  It baffled me why economic conditions could change so rapidly.  I wasn't taught how things really worked in school.  I was taught the Fed controlled inflation instead of being the cause of inflation. There was no course in how banks truly worked just as there was no course in how power was exerted.  I knew what I wanted to BE and DO, but I couldn't get work because of decisions made 4000 miles east.  How was it Alan Volker thought it was his job to jack interest rates up so high and put me out of work? Those were questions I asked myself.  What did I do wrong? Nothing is more disempowering that not being able to control your economic fate.   And try living on Arizona's meager unemployment system... Arizona has never been a socialist paradise.

Everything in the end was driven by the bond market.  Bond traders are by far the most savvy of market traders. The FED knows that, that's why they are buying such huge amounts of T-Bills that make the market charts defy all logic and baffle even Pimco. The FED has unlimited buying power to bankrupt the bond traders. Keep the stock market high so everything looks hunky dory with cheap money and screw bond yields and the retirees who have their money in fixed returned investments.  Free market supply and demand only applies when the banks are in the cat bird seat.  When their profits are on the line they socialize their losses and privatize the profits.

I had job after job over the years, I was a tool and die maker, carpenter, airline reservations systems computer programmer, and even worked for a few banks briefly.  But it seemed in the end, it was Wall Street driving me to make career change after career change.  All I wanted to do was work.

When I was in England on contract to a consortium of Airlines during the late 1980s I began buying every economic book I could from a store that specializes in that in The City of London.  I used to tote hundreds of pounds of glossy hardbound books from contract to contract around the world.  If only I had a Kindle and e-books or PDFs then!  I learned Gantt Charts, Chinese Candle Stick Charts (invented by the Chinese to profit from tea price changes), Elliot Wave Theory - Bob Beckman and Robert Prechter became my heros.  Later learned what they were dealing with was a fractal pattern generated by fear and greed.  Wall Street (and the FTSE too) ran on fear and greed.  They've always openly admitted that. Nothing hidden there.  Never quite set well with me, for people always seem to match the lowest expectation set of them.  But it was what it was, and economic system for the semi-conscious to make sure they remain semi-conscious by appealing to their lowest vibration of consciousness.

I knew from Elliott wave theory that comets, astrological events, affected markets.  I didn't know why, but the effect was apparent in the charts. The data proved it.  The religious holidays and holy days around the world also seemed to influence price patterns.  I knew the patterns themselves were an oscillating pattern of human emotions, the euphoria induced by greed, and the panic induced by fear. The books said the ideal investor was said to be one devoid of emotions - which is why I never invested heavily in the market because I know I have very deep emotions.  Know thyself before you invest.  For the same reason I rarely gamble. But still I continued my financial reading hobby because I was learning some things about the world. Hidden things. I knew for example the stock broker is not your friend, he's your adversary.  He's trading opposite of what you do and more than likely he's rotating his old stale lettuce out to you.  I also learned from watching the financial TV shows at the time that by the time they recommend you buy something they already have their short positions in place.   Same goes with the "investment advice" on buy, hold or sell from the big banks. You think they they are going to tell you to sell something they have in their portfolio?

I watched the professors at Harvard discuss how awful it was that Airline employees were well paid, that pilots were no more than glorified bus drivers and that flight attendants were mere airborne wait staff.  Never mind the fact that all those small airlines around the country provided a good service and well paying jobs in many smaller cities.  Funny they never mentioned that perhaps professors were over paid? Where's the study on high costs of colleges these days?

I saw Frank Lorenzo, who was married to Rockefeller, take those Harvard professor papers and go and do vulture capitalism on Eastern Airlines and Continental Airlines.  I worked on computer systems meant to book flights on Eastern Airlines from Continental Airlines should the employees in Miami every wake up to what was really going on.   He came into our office once.

I saw the airlines rape themselves of profits by inventing frequent flyer miles (those never turned a profit), and then get so indebted to banks and so saddled with heavy jet fuel bills from big oil that frequent flyer miles became the credit card perks of the banks who have their long sucking fangs in the fuselage of Airlines.  Can't run an airline without capital and running cash.

I saw people at American Airlines insert binary hand coded patches into their reservation system to divert ticket sales from smaller airlines and onto their own planes, and when audited, the source code would never show those tweaks to the reservation system.  Could never be proven in court. There was no audit trail of the changes. Robert Crandall was one ruthless man.  There was an entire room of these guys three stories down at the Tulsa airport behind retinal scanners and 2 foot stainless steel vault doors doing that kind of thing.  Perhaps the most secret job there.  American Airlines was never profitable since deregulation, it made its money on its Sabre travel reservation system until the mid 1990s by sucking out booking fees from the smaller carriers.   Once they all died off they began bleeding money.  The parasite killed its hosts.

These things are not limited to these companies, you have all seen similar things in other businesses and government.  The squeeze hits, and everyone tries to be the highest rat on the flagpole of a sinking ship. Nobody asks why the ship is sinking and why they pay CEOs so much to loose so much money. It really seems to me there was a concerted effort to cause losses, increase debt, lower salaries and concentrate control of the small profitable airlines into fewer and fewer companies.  The popular account is that they were companies who had bad business models, but that's untrue.  They were small companies who were eaten alive by predators with good PR departments.

I saw Alan Greenspan announce that the dot-com boom was "irrational exuberance  just as it got started (causing yet another career change for me) crashing everything. He then proceeded to fund the most outrageous irrational exuberance the world has ever seen in no-doc loans in the housing industry that would nearly bring this nation to its knees, yet he has never been brought to trial.

And then there was the lost 8 years of hell on earth under George W Bush.  I really thought this country had gone completely insane with blood lust.  I think I lost my will to even live. I did die in 2009 and got sent back here (wasn't my time I suppose) and wouldn't be here now if I hadn't been shown incredible love by some dear friends, nursing staff, and loved ones during my recuperation from blood poisoning caused by MRSA. Septicemia is no fun.

We all saw Ben "Helicopter" Bernanke lobby congress for $700 Billion for rescuing home mortgages and then not give them any of it.  I saw that from my ICU bed.  Thank God for Jimmy Fallon, the only cheerful show on TV at the time I was in ICU.  Seeing the banking system crash is not something that makes you want to live.   Nobody ever paid any penalty for all those lies told to the public.  No charge of perjury in court.   Nobody even lost their golden parachute.

Thanks to Ron Paul's Audit-the-FED move, we learned 14 trillion went to overseas banks that was not even mentioned to the public.   Steal $500 from a 7/ELEVEN and you spend years in jail.  Crater an economy and you go on the public speaking tour circuit.  There is no justice in this land because you don't own it or the courthouse and you are not a party to the US Constitution.  Judges sell convicts to for-profit prisons. Want to know why marijuana arrests are so common?  They are non-violent, make good workers, and they know how to grow things.   And you expect these people who don't do justice to implement NESARA?

We are now witness to  the fratricide of the banking cabal.  The Texas camp and their secret extension of the German Nazi space program funded unsupervised and undocumented by drugs and murder and their threat to the three other factions, the Chinese royal families  the Rockefellers with the Oil and Coal, and Rothschild funded Global Warming scam to push their Uranium ore holdings up in government priorities over the Rockefeller camp fossil fuels.  

In February of 2012 I noticed a lot of bankers getting fired or resigning. The reasons stated were varied but the prominence of the names didn't escape my notice. And there was so man of them! I've been watching these things for sometime.   I never saw anything like it. For a while I thought maybe it was Fulford's dragons, and that may have been behind some of it, then I thought it was Neil Keenan, until I saw that was just another manipulation and the law suit was far too small to account for the total wealth stolen from humanity.  Then there was the Spire Law lawsuit, which I have heard next to nothing on since it was filed but that was only 14 times the Keenan suit.  Keenan became suspect to me when Fulford informed me Keenan had named dropped several key CIA drug running names in Asia to Ben, making Keenan a likely operative in Bulgaria where he lives.  The video promoting Neil as the chosen wonder boy of Indonesian chiefs was so saccharin it could only be agency sponsored propaganda.  Yet still something was changing.  Swissindo is after all, UBS Bank, the Bush camp banker. Credit Suisse is the choice of the Chinese.

Yet I could see it, feel it, something was going on behind the scenes.


David Wilcock pointed out that the hidden hand of the markets was the House of Rothschild stated in code.  There seems to be some requirement by Source that those who play the role of the dark side always have to state their intentions, but being who they are they usually do it in code.  In movies, in symbols, sometimes even in reverse letters or some other word game.  Now Source requires they do it in complete transparency, and they don't like that one bit.  Consciousness is not profitable for them. Neither is honesty.  Nobody will consent to this abuse knowingly.

There's also a requirement to give notice to those same folks when their time is up.  They have had that notice and are now into overtime.  What began as a contract with the children of Source to experience what it would be like to be (if it were possible - even now a link remains) to be separate from Source.  A convincing illusion was created, so convincing many forgot the true reality.

Some chose to go through it unconsciously, some did it consciously.  Some played a role of the light, some chose the role of the dark.   There's an old story in India that even among the angels the roles were agreed upon but there was one role nobody wanted, to be anchor for the dark polarity in the illusion - to be the one everyone in the light would hate and fear (for there is only light and love in Source) and the awful burden of being the one the dark ones chose to exalt.  One angel stepped forward and said "I will do it on one condition, that you love me when the experiment is over."  The other angels asked why the angel would ask for that condition. They could not conceive of not showing love to another.  Love is all they had ever known.  The angel replied "so I can find my way home".   Perhaps even the angels were caught up in the whole experiment of duality?  Scripture speak of a war. Did it leave anyone untouched?  Food for thought.  We may not know the complete story until every one has absolute remembrance.   The duality certainly didn't leave the higher densities/dimensions below the angelic realms untouched, they are every bit a part of duality as 3d earth is, they just haven't realized it until recently.  That's why they were called here, so they would know. And remember who they BE.

Darkness is just a closed heart away from Light.  All is Eternal Essence. There's only ONE of us here. There are many view points, that's how Source comes to know itself.

If this ancient story about the arch angels is true,  it may be that even my most basic assumptions of from my Christian version of cosmology is wrong at its core premise. My own Christian views were just one side of illusion that depended on the reverse for its identity and validation.  Its not unlike what we see in so called "light galactic forces" who think they can annihilate the "dark ones" or the "dark ones" exterminate the "forces of light".  Its Duality.  Us vs Them.  Nobody gets out duality trap by more duality. Duality is a mutually co-arising system within the Oneness.  Buddhism addresses this kind of mutual co-arising from the stand point of oneness. The ying-yang symbol within the circle points to that.

The various densities of existence are simply a recursion of energy structures from the lowest density to the highest with energy moving upwards. It could not be anything else if its true that "so above and so below and the reverse is also true. Basic frequency entrainment. Every musician understands it. If you consider it, it says the 3d world eternal hearts have been powering a lot things!  How's that for intrinsic value?  Still feeling worthless?  Why is it they kept you ignorant from all this? Why? Why are we so preoccupied with survival in a universe of scandalous abundance while living on the most vibrant planet in the galaxy?  Perhaps so that you couldn't even ponder these things?  Banking is just an energy transfer system from the lowest social castes to the higher and eventually to the beings known to the banking elites as "the divines", those who give the orders to the bankers, the militaries, the Government leaders.

What the divines are is not completely clear, but they have been posing as St Germain, Ashtar, and other beings.  Seems to be a bit of celestial identity theft going on.  We know St Germain to be a currently incarnated 3d human, Native American at that. The Chinese and 3 letter agencies know too.  He too is undergoing his own awakening. There's been a lot of non-AA Michael channelings too, Dear heart.

The experiment doesn't end by annihilation of either side, its not in the contract that was signed at the beginning for that to happen.  Everyone wakes up to who they are, or they lose embodiment by choosing not to and return to Source for re-issue in another embodiment in a circumstance of Eternal Essence.  Either way the result is the same.  The contract is enforced by Source.  But first everyone comes into remembrance, then the choice is made.

What started in heaven wraps up on earth and echoes back into complete Oneness.  Lower frequencies always entrain the higher ones, change the lowest one you change all above it. As below so above. That phrase usually stated stated in reverse order, but then the illuminati invert every principle. 

A duality was created from top to bottom in this universe and heaven was declared the top and the earth was declared the anchor of the dark illusion.   What's happening now is the illusion is going away.  No limits except for what you put on yourself consciously.

Its to the point now where everything collapses on its own accord, its mathematically impossible to pay the national debts off, and they are not the citizens debt anyway, its the corporate governments debt which the bankers own and operate.  So what to do?  Well the Chinese funded the whole damn thing with their gold to begin with as Wilcock clearly showed (which by the way is just the repository of years of gold pilfering around the world, if anyone owns its the aboriginal people of Latin America, Africa and other lands like Southeast Asia).  The Europeans want to "phoenix" the existing systems by hypothecating gold and re-aging existing debt paper under Chinese gofuku (Chinese kimono).

When will they wake up?

Pretty darn soon.  The experiment is over.   The last card was played.   And it looks like this....


The designers over at OPPT-IN.COM created these "missing Illuminati game" cards that should have been in the curious game by the same name.  Its a freakily spooking set of game cards, even predicting 9/11 before it happened.  Another case of them telegraphing their intentions in code?  

The controllers should have chosen the one below, but in a way they have, just a different and perhaps more dramatic route to the one below...  Ah...just like the movies, the bad guys hang on to the end, kind of like Bonnie and Clyde... they just forgot they were playing a role and they made the mistake of believing they really were the role they played and not Eternal Essence.  Still either way they find out... and it might not just end at jail time...  They played the game of extracting energy from others, rather than drawing the energy of Eternal Essence within.  They've done it so long they can't remember who they are...or choose not to...  perhaps there is still time before they go too far... stopping an inch before the cliff is still avoiding the cliff... will they?






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