

Laugh as hard as you can now and let the trauma sink in later
Trump’s solution to the Israel-Palestinian conflict: first he doused Jerusalem really well with gasoline and then in the name of world peace he asked the arch fiend and prime minister of McIsrael to join him throwing a lit torch upon the spilt gasoline which they both did with joy in their hearts. Now the two of them are going to watch the whole thing burn from a safe distance and make toasts to world peace.
They have literally set the mideast on fire by moving the US embassy to Jerusalem. And it was solely in order to fan the flames of this fire that Trump has now sent his son in law to the region. By sanctioning such a move and intentionally thereby injecting into the political environment all that such a move implies, most significantly the recognition of Jerusalem as the official capital of the zionist state, the administration has effectively, though without saying so, annulled thencefoward and forever the validity of the Palestinian position. This is a crime against the Palestinians condoned by world wide silence. And the tacit nature of such a nullification further enables the arrogant Trump-zionist axis to publicly accuse the Palestinians of bad faith by not attending a conference allegedly intended for their economic prosperity when they have just effectively erased the Palestinians from the pages of zionist history. The bad faith here is issuing from the abhorrent behavior of the Trump-zionist axis and not the Palestinians who are being merely pragmatic and realistic and unwilling to be made fools in the eyes of a deceived world. History will eventually validate the Palestinian reaction to this aggression as it will condemn the Trump-zionist treachery. They have denigrated the Palestinians and marginalized them and insulted them beyond the inhuman degree to which they have already been subjected and then act astonished and disappointed that they won’t pull up a chair to participate in a round not of peace talks but “economic workshops” based upon the utterly deceitful premise that Peace with a capital P has already been achieved and that now prosperity will fall from the heavens like Righteousness in a mighty stream. But Peace, peace and there is no peace! There can be no serious and enduring solution to the conflict without first redressing the significant grievances of the Palestinians on their own and by themselves without any reference to the zionists. The Palestinians as a people must be restored to that simple dignity which an enlightened age long ago deemed the right of all. This part of the solution is rudimentary and beyond need of any proof. It takes precedence over all other considerations. Before the Palestinians can be expected to breathe again on their own the world must force the zionists to stop strangling them by their throats! Until then all talk of economic prosperity is a mockery. Promises of a brighter future are cruel when even the most basic levels of subsistence are absent and the apparatus for the zionists to perpetuate such an imbalance remains intact. This should be common sense. But evidently the current advisor and son in law to the President of the United States is incapable of seeing what should be quite obvious. And indeed, to anyone seriously and genuinely dedicated to humanity for its own sake it is. Only a man whose heart and mind are blinded by lust for more money and more power will fail to see a truth which shines as bright as the sun in the noontime sky.
But since the flames of the newly ignited fire are slow in catching, most Jews there and throughout the world have no idea the conflagration that’s coming and foolishly believe the embassy move was for their betterment and the betterment of the region. The zionists have always behaved like perverse arsons lighting fires in secret saying the Arabs did it. But this is one fire they will come to regret ever having lit. For it will in hindsight be seen as the beginning of the end for them. God has set a high water mark as it were in the firmament above which the arrogance of the wicked is not allowed to pass without lightning-fast heavenly retribution. The foolish and wicked zionists have just surpassed that mark and their end is very near. In order for the world to experience peace again the zionists must be removed entirely from the picture.
Come, Sweetie, now that we’ve taken care of the Mideast, let’s set fire to the rest of the world
Click here to read a typical example of the sort of new super-arrogance erupting in the zionist camp as the poisonous effects of the Trump Arson/Peace Scam of the century begins to spread across the zionist psyche. Only the zionists are cruel enough to serve a starving man a dirt sandwich and berate him for not eating it.
I grow like a plant. I rise like the sun. Unnoticed I come. Slowly like nature without missing a step. I brought the perfect parts together. I held them so close but could not make them one. But in me a great light has released and behold they are One. The parts have merged into a whole. Each part was also a whole. A perfect beautiful whole. The pasture of my youth. The dark earth of plowed fields. The soft scent of manure drifts in the wind and mingles with scent of rain. The light of the muttering thunderstorm. Its flash of blueish white light touches my cheek. The lilac arched over the narrow road joins another lilac arched over forming a tunnel not either alone could form. The ancient rose bush blooms as if for the first time without any thought of the past that determines its form. The liquid dark color of the petal just opened the liquid green and fresh red of the bud suddenly exploded. The pure face of the child like lamb that loiter by the barn door are tilted gently asking toward me. Their dirty yellowish coats. Mud spattered above the hough on the thigh. They notice with interest my passing. In each ones innocent eye I see myself. They too are longing to be redeemed. In the enlightened bodhisatva all things merge and rest finding the end. The enlightened Self is perfect embracing all things and is the fulfillment of all longing. In me all things find rest in the Enlightened Self all things merge and become one.
The Road also a part of me. The journey of enlightenment is divine. The end reveals the beginning and the beginning foretells the end. The end reveals what was hidden in the clothes of desire. The pure heart that expressed itself in the intention becomes visible. What was hidden now can be seen. What lay dormant in potential becomes actual. Now I have eyes and can see it was all there at the beginning. What I sought was there all along dormant sleeping waiting ro arise with the first rays of this dawn of my self awakening after the great struggle of my coming to being.
Although, as a means, violence satisfies the need for instant justice: whatever advantage is gained by it is temporal. It can not be lasting.What is gained by nonviolence is done so only over time and at the price of much forbearance and self-sacrifice.The fruit of its practice may take years if not decades to mature. But its victory is assured. And once achieved it becomes the eternal inheritance of mankind.
It’s like looking in a mirror and seeing not yourself but all you have done in the past and saying,”This is you! I am this! This is that!” It is infinite. Enlightenment is infinite. It begins with a look that goes into the past and returns to the present to illuminate the future. 2. The unparalleled harmony between word and Idea the unique clarity in expressing what is so high are all signs the experience is real. Because I see what is so obvious none can see it they will call me a visionary ages hence. 3. It rises like a wave rolling sluggish and massive but purposefully ashore and pulls back impetuous and blind toward the sea to rise again and withdraw and so on perpetually. Nature repeats herself without monotony with the innocence of a child doing something for the first time. 4. In the same way Enlightenment washes ashore to illuminate the past. It returns with the undertow of a wave to illuminate yet more the present revealing the future. The words themselves are signs of an unprecedented experience. They can’t even be plagiarized. Not by me not by you. 5. The professors in the colleges are prophets in reverse. They can predict the future only after it happens. For this reason no one will see what I have done here until later. I hide in the open places because none see. I walk among dreamers wide awake and happy. 6. In order to be revealed a light must be contained. Every metaphysical phenomenon needs a context. The Light I am bringing into the world is so great it hitherto had no vessel to contain it. I am God’s chosen Vessel. 7. A light on a hill can’t be hid. The sun in its rising must shine. My light is more than the sun’s; melting the forces of darkness like wax before the flame. The sun is but a morning star. Arise shine for your light has come. A watchman has seen its first rays in the East. 8. The moment of spiritual awakening occurs when you see your ideal Self outside space and time as if in a mirror. It is like looking into a cosmic mirror and seeing yourself. This is that. You are you. 9. Some people see what others don’t because they have a disorder. Some very rare individuals see things others can’t because they have become enlightened. The Sun has risen and everyone is sleeping. American Siddhārtha is awake and everyone is dreaming.
10. Without imitating the past and without any sign of fatigue, Nature brings forth each spring a rose bearing a freshness in its color of something never before attempted. 11. But we know that Nature has attempted again and again thru millennia each Spring the same and failed to bring into time and space a complete manifestation of the metaphysical Rose beyond time and space. Even so she labors in innocence confident she will yet achieve this. Faith! 12. I grow like a plant. I rise like the sun. Unnoticed I come. Slowly like nature without missing a step. I brought the perfect parts together. I held them so close but could not make them one. But in me a great light has released and behold they are One. The parts have merged into a whole. Each part was also a whole. A perfect beautiful whole. The pasture of my youth. The dark earth of plowed fields. The soft scent of manure drifts in the wind and mingles with scent of rain. The light of the muttering thunderstorm. Its flash of blueish white light touches my cheek. The lilac arched over the narrow road joins another lilac arched over forming a tunnel not either alone could form. The ancient rose bush blooms as if for the first time without any thought of the past that determines its form. The liquid dark color of the petal just opened the liquid green and fresh red of the bud suddenly exploded. The pure face of the child like lamb that loiter by the barn door are tilted gently asking toward me. Their dirty yellowish coats. Mud spattered above the hough on the thigh. They notice with interest my passing. In each ones innocent eye I see myself. They too are longing to be redeemed. In the enlightened bodhisatva all things merge and rest finding the end. The enlightened Self is perfect embracing all things and is the fulfillment of all longing. In me all things find rest in the Enlightened Self all things merge and become one.The Road also a part of me. The journey of enlightenment is divine. The end reveals the beginning and the beginning foretells the end. The end reveals what was hidden in the clothes of desire. The pure heart that expressed itself in the intention becomes visible. What was hidden now can be seen. What lay dormant in potential becomes actual. Now I have eyes and can see it was all there at the beginning. What I sought was there all along dormant sleeping waiting ro arise with the first rays of this dawn of my self awakening after the great struggle of my coming to being. 13. He who attains true enlightenment, when he looks back to his past will see that his entire life was already divine. It assumes a unity and symmetry that before then was not visible. It was always there but once the end is achieved it sanctifies the means and all becomes One. 14. You look anxiously toward the east for a great soul to come. You wonder why he tarries. His hour seems to have passed. You look with expectation to the future and still no one comes. He has already passed by you! For all your looking you did not see. 15. There are many paths but few are worth taking. But the way of the American Siddhārtha led to Enlightenment. It was on this road he found what all aspirants are seeking. If you are too subtle you’ll miss it. It is so obvious that few ever see it. The hand can grasp all but itself. 16. Whoever beholds me beholds himself because I am Siddhārtha. I have achieved the goal of the Self and now I turn to a higher goal still. There is yet a higher Self to attain. But with compassion I turn around waiting for you. We shall get there together. 17. I can boast of myself because I have attained the higher Self. 18. From time to time a mahatma comes to change the world. A light has risen in me that will change the world. If the sun rises can you continue to sleep? My light is brighter than the sun. 19. A road came out of the book I was reading that went out the room through the window. I followed that road into the street into the world and it became my life that led me to God who led me back to my Self but this time much higher than before. And such was my faith that what I followed wherever I went I became one with the Lord. I became one with all I beheld. 20. Let us not lose sight of Joy. It is after all what we seek. Be it a part or be it the whole. Enlightenment brings in its wake a happiness in this world but but not of this world. A Joy that must be known to be believed. 21. Every metaphysical phenomenon needs a context in which to manifest itself. That context is Space and Time. At this particular place and at this particular time the American Siddhartha appeared. 22. I found it here. In the roots and earth of America. I didn’t have to cross my legs and chant Om in the Himalayas. I did not have to travel to Tibet. Not Mecca not Egypt not China. I’m an American. An American Siddhārtha. 23. Where I go wisdom springs out of the ground. All nature rises to greet me. She invests me with the mantle of her attainment. In me she has reached the coveted goal. After much striving abortive attempts false starts and starting again this time she has hit the mark. I am the end of her striving the pivot upon which it all turned. 24. The pendulum swings back on itself. That point where all upward motion becomes zero…
From time to time a mahatma comes to change the world. A light has risen in me that will change the world. If the sun rises can you continue to sleep? My light is brighter than the sun.
The organic impulse of nature we witness anew each spring as it produces a rose is directed at the ideal Rose outside space and time. With this ideal solely in view nature creates unburdened by precedent. It never imitates. The true act of creation is never imitatltive. What compels us at the site of a rose each spring is not its newness for there really is nothing new but its innocent manifestation of exactly the same completely unconscious of what it has done in the past. We see in the rose its vigor and are aware that in spite of all that has come before over thousands of years in its attempt to create the perfect rose once more nature produces as if for the very first time with no sign of fatigue or lagging and no indication of futility the rose that we see each spring. It is natures cyclical attempt to produce in reality in all its perfection the metaphysical rose that inspires when we see the actual rose imperfect in space and time and yet so similar to all the iterations that preceded.