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1974 going on 1984

Franz-Jozef de Bougainville / former teenager

Approaching the eighth anniversary of David Bowie’s death on the 10th of January 2016 seems as good a time as any to take some samples from an overview of his Freemason-influenced and barely comprehended catalogue of lyrics.

I recall him coming up as a discussion topic with another young fellow whose lips curled in disgust as he asserted, “David Bowie is a freak !!!”

This story is dedicated to him and all the others who weren’t listening to “stuff” until 2023.

Bowie launched “Ground Control to Major Tom” at the moment of maximum impact and was banned in Britain during the moonshot and for a longer period in the USA.

But this pessimistic view of space travel was backed up by ever darker themes:

Solemn-faced, the village settles down
Undetected by the stars
Hangman plays the mandolin before he goes to sleep
And the last thing on his mind
Is the wild eyed boy imprisoned
'Neath the covered wooden shaft
Folds the rope into its bag
Blows his pipe of smoulders
Blankets smoke into the room
And the day will end for some
As the night begins for one
Staring through the message in his eyes
Lies a solitary son
From the mountain called Freecloud
Where the eagle dare not fly
And the patience in his sigh
Gives no indication
For the townsmen to decide
So the village dreadful yawns
Pronouncing gross diversion
As the label for the dog
Oh, it's the madness in his eyes
As he breaks the night to cry

The spiral continues:

I've got eyes in my backside
That see electric tomatoes
On credit card rye bread
There are children in washrooms
Holding hands with a Queen
And my heads full of murders
Where only killers scream
So now you could spend your morning talking with me
Quite amazed
Look out, I’m raving mad and somewhat slightly dazed
Now you run from your window
To the porcelain bowl
And you're sick from your ears
To the red parquet floor
And the Braque on the wall
Slides down your front
And eats through your belly
It's very catching

It easily spilled over to a second album starting with:

We passed upon the stair
We spoke of was and when
Although I wasn't there
He said I was his friend
Which came as a surprise
I spoke into his eyes
I thought you died alone
A long long time ago
Oh no, not me
We never lost control
You're face to face
With the man who sold the world

Of course the English are well aware of the scale of banking in their economy and also the traditional global reach of their “Pound Sterling”. From there we briefly and inexplicably visit some curious, lost, ancient prehistory:

When all the world was very young
And mountain magic heavy hung
The supermen would walk in file
Guardians of a loveless isle
And gloomy browed with superfear
Their endless tragic lives
Could heave nor sigh
In solemn, per serenity
Wondrous beings chained to life

His brother, long-term in a lunatic asylum was characterised:

Day after day
They take some brain away
Then turn my face around
To the far side of town
And tell me that it's real
Then ask me how I feel

A bit of anti-Vietnam war sentiment from before PTSD and other such terms were invented, is thrown in the mix:

I slash them cold, I kill them dead
I broke the gooks, I cracked their heads
I'll bomb them out from under the beds
But now I've got the running gun blues

With the AI stock prices currently going through the roof it seems appropriate to include this one in its entirety:

President Joe once had a dream
The world held his hand, gave their pledge
So he told them his scheme for a Saviour Machine
They called it the Prayer, its answer was law
Its logic stopped war, gave them food
How they adored till it cried in its boredom
Please don't believe in me, please disagree with me
Life is too easy, a plague seems quite feasible now
Or maybe a war, or I may kill you all
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine
I need you flying, and I'll show that dying
Is living beyond reason, sacred dimension of time
I perceive every sign, I can steal every mind
Don't let me stay, don't let me stay
My logic says burn so send me away
Your minds are too green, I despise all I've seen
You can't stake your lives on a Saviour Machine

David Bowie told us kids everything, so there would be little point in joining the Freemasons to “learn” what we already knew:

I'm closer to the Golden Dawn
Immersed in Crowley's uniform
Of imagery
I'm living in a silent film
Portraying Himmler's sacred realm
Of dream reality
I'm frightened by the total goal
Drawing to the ragged hole
And I ain't got the power anymore
No, I ain't got the power anymore
I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes
Living proof of Churchill's lies, I'm destiny
I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their targets, divine symmetry
Should I kiss the viper's fang?
Or herald loud the death of Man
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore

That album ended with a scornful appraisal of Bob Dylan.

His wife was possibly more concerned with financial security than all of this so “Ziggy Stardust” was created from a fusion of Iggy Pop and The Stardust Cowboy, but even with this sobering up, we start out in tones of utter defeat, where only the spirit can survive:

News guy wept and told us
Earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
Then I knew he was not lying
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got

His friend and presumed fellow Freemason and “Satanic Majesty” Mick Jagger wrote a song “Angie” about his failing marriage.

The next major album Aladdinsane is most famous for its attention-seeking cover art, subtitled “Ziggy goes to America”, but also (1913-1938-197?) speaking of the famous three world wars scenario, It’s mostly a lot of exuberant Brit Pop / Glam Rock but he attracted at least one impressive session musician, including pianist Mike Garson:

But he was just getting started and with the next album Diamond Dogs we got perverts and mutants galore:

Fleas the size of rats sucked on rats the size of cats
And ten thousand peoploids split into small tribes
Coverting the highest of the sterile skyscrapers
Like packs of dogs assaulting the glass fronts of Love-Me Avenue
Ripping and rewrapping mink and shiny silver fox, now legwarmers
Family badge of sapphire and cracked emerald
Any day now
The Year of the Diamond Dogs
This ain't Rock'n'Roll
This is Genocide

And

Well, I guess we must be looking for a different kind
But we can't stop trying til we break up our minds
'Til the sun drips blood on the seedy young knights
Who press you on the ground while shaking in fright

And

Don't talk of dust and roses
Or should we powder our noses?
Don't live for last year's capers
Give me steel, give me steel, give me pulsars unreal
He'll build a glass asylum
With just a hint of mayhem
He'll build a better whirlpool
We'll be living from sin
Then we can really begin
Please saviour, saviour, show us
Hear me, I'm graphically yours
Someone to claim us, someone to follow
Someone to shame us, some brave Apollo
Someone to fool us, someone like you
We want you, Big Brother, Big Brother

And perhaps the most singular of them all, a retrospective:

Something kind of hit me today
I looked at you and wondered if you saw things my way
People will hold us to blame
It hit me today, it hit me today
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?
Just reply, you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it hard, taking it hard
Yet now
We feel that we are paper, choking on you nightly
They tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"
For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin
For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
You're just an ally of the leecher
Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck-me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead
One thing kind of touched me today
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
Pressing our love through the night
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Now I'm hoping some one will care
Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
Trusting on the sons of our love
That someone will care, someone will care
But now
We're today's scrambled creatures, 
..locked in tomorrow's double feature
Heaven's on the pillow, 
..its silence competes with hell
It's a twenty-four hour service, 
..guaranteed to make you tell
And the streets are full of press men
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendary curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt
Who sucks you while you're sleeping
It's the theatre of financiers
Count them, fifty 'round a table
White and dressed to kill
Oh caress yourself, my juicy
For my hands have all but withered
Oh dress yourself my urchin one, 
..for I hear them on the stairs
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead

Finally he seemed to get some of the New World Order ideas out of mis mind with huge amounts of cocaine, living a few years in the former Nazi capital Berlin, but it seems he had said too much already, evinced here:

You can buy god it's Monday
Slither down the greasy pipe
So far so good no one saw you
Hobble over any freeway
You will be like your dreams tonight
You get up and sleep
You get up and sleep
Joe the lion
Made of iron
Joe the lion
Went to the bar
A couple of drinks on the house an' he was
A fortune teller he said
Nail me to my car
And I'll tell you who you are
You get up and sleep
The wind blows on your cheek
The day laughs in your face
Guess you'll buy a gun
You'll buy it secondhand
You'll get up and sleep

And

Oh you, you walk on past
Your lips cut a smile on your face
(Your scalding face) to the cage, to the cage
She was a beauty in a cage
Too, too high a price
To drink rotting wine from your hands
(Your fearful hands) get me to a doctor's, I've been told
Someone's back in town the chips are down
I just cut and blackout
I'm under Japanese influence and my honour's at stake
The weather's grim, ice on the cages
Me, I'm Robin Hood and I puff on my cigarette
Panthers are steaming, stalking, screaming

And

Something in the night
Something in the day
Nothing is wrong but darling, something's in the way
There's slaughter in the air
Protest on the wind
Someone else inside me
Someone could get skinned, how?
(My, my) someone fetch a priest
You can't say no to the beauty and the beast
Darling

We can only assume he had to go off-grid by now. This starts with and has a very extended chorus:

The secret life of Arabia
Secret, secret never seen
Secret, secret evergreen
Never here, never seen
Secret life, evergreen

This potentially hints at some knowledge of activities on the boats from the Suez Canal drama.

The next album was called Lodger and it was pretty hard to see why at the time but it’s clearer now, that he had to keep moving.

A bit more from the fugitive:

I feel a little roughed up, feel a bit frightened
Nearly pin it down some time
Red sail action, wake up in the wrong town
Boy, I really get around
Do you remember, we another person
Green and black and red and so scared
Graffiti on the wall keep us all in tune
Bringing us all back home
Action boy seen living under neon
Struggle with a foreign tongue
Red sails make him strong
Action make him sail along

His next album “Scary Monsters and Super Creeps” ended with the sound of money being counted, it seems he was apologising for needing money urgently because most of the album didn’t amount to much.

Scary monsters, super creeps

Keep me running, running scared

Scary monsters, super creeps

Keep me running, running scared

The last album of his winning run was a deliberate sellout and picked up a huge amount of mainstream attention while destroying his credibility with the rest of us.

Off the top of my head there was only a mention of “put on your red shoes” hinting at darker things. To wrap up as a eulogy, David Bowie was fatalistic but deeply disappointed that his death was approaching, he pursued excitement and adventure at every opportunity and said “I’ve had a wonderful life” with unmatched relish.

Thanks to his lapsed Freemason backgrounding nothing can surprise me about the New World Order and the individuals driving it. Thanks David Bowie !!! ( I still rhyme it with “Zowie”, as it was before he went to America ).

 

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    • Those aliens always degenerate to the lowest levels of humour.

      “baby , baby, baby anoothhher baby” repeat 33 X
      I don’t know but he was not overty agin the practice

  4. I hear that Bob Dylan has regretted signing his soul over to Satan – Jagger and the Stones, The Beatles, and all the Tavistock Lucerferian hangers on, like David Bowie, I wonder how the survivors of such a depraved existence, view their life when finally faced with their own mortality.

    At least John Lennon tried to speak out about how controlled the music industry was – but the Deep State shut him down forever.

  7. Interesting numerology in the Thin White Duke’s arrival and departure dates:
    8-1-1947 = 81111 (The dead man’s hand)
    10-1-2016 = 119
    And what about the 26th and last record: Blackstar. The black sun once shone at night according to Sumerian astronomers. We call that black sun, Saturn.
    The place where scientists have discovered it rains diamonds. Or maybe that should be, heils.

  8. A write-up on the idolatry of the Age, i.e. the populous fixation with media- created “stars” would be more to the point.
    I mean, if the entire concept was somehow suddenly obliterated where would we be ?

      • Yeah that’s exactly how the hoi polloi was controlled way-back-when, hence the A.D. persecution of the foreign riff-raff who made a point of publicly debunking said system

        What interests me is that the movie/music industry wasn’t enough to keep everyone sufficiently enthralled as evidenced by the way sport wound up becoming likewise commandeered toward the end of the 20th century

        • The story is not so much about David Bowie as it is about “David Bowie Reveals Freemason NWO”. One thing I’m curious about is the practicalities of how they control the up & coming, for example we often see allegations of Whitlam, Hawke, Keating and From Marketing having engaged in pedophile activities. Some people consider activities with 15 year old strumpets wanting drug money to be pedophilia, others consider pre-pubescent is pedophilia, the age of consent ranges from 12 in Tasmania in the 80’s to ( just looking up quickly ) “Mexico, Ireland, and Cyprus (17), and India, Vietnam, Turkey, Uganda, Argentina, Chile, Guatemala, Iraq, Lebanon, and Egypt (18). The age of consent is 20 in South Korea and Nepal, and is 21 in Bahrain”. What is really being alleged of our owned politicians I wonder, will we ever know. Maybe some Freemasons could write in and give us all the dirt.

          • Even if they were running everything – a claim that I don’t buy for several reasons – the entire kit & caboodle would still hang on idol worship, a practice that’s wholly dependent on the will of the rabble

          • Not “everything”, they have a horizontal rule which cuts across the vertical rule of princes, perhaps like an upside down T. The foremost idol you speak of is surely money. The princes have destroyed families, what happened to extended families, there are a few Italians and Greeks still doing well but the younger ones have all got into law and real estate.

  10. As you know, Dee, I could not relate to your “aliens” article, but I sure can relate to this. It is important. Pivotal, really.

    Thank you for digging it up.

    • KC3 has an endearing rationale for his father’s “I would like to come back as a deadly virus”. The whole family loves gardens and greenery. KC3 talks to his plants and paints watercolours of them. But does the urgent depop solution to ClimateChange™ have origins further back, of course it does, presumably at least back to Moloch / Ba’al.

    • Some dot connecting and weaving and unweaving the rainbow—
      https://usahitman.com/underground-epsteinisland/
      “The TerraMar Project, which Maxwell is the founder could have easily had access to submarines or even an submarine car. We see Terramar endorsing MIGALOO submarines on the TerraMar site. The luxury vessel below is a concept but I can prove that Maxwell does have a pilot license for submarines.
      Wikipedia tells us Ghislaine Noelle Maxwell is a British socialite and the youngest child of publisher Robert Maxwell. She has been associated with Jeffrey Epstein, a convicted child molester. Maxwell moved to the United States after her father’s death and has become an advocate for the ocean as founder of The TerraMar Project.”
      Maritime Law- Admiralty Law why Hawkins was at Epstein’s Island–an extraordinary physicist enhanced with AI technology
      Child trafficking-underground tunnels and waterways know survivors who have travelled there via submarine.

      The Richie Allen Show–

      a pivotal bit for Mary around
      1 hr 39 mins—schizophrenia- MPD
      actually pivotal to all of us really

      Bowie Leonard Cohen – MKULTRA

        • Sandra Elspeth ??? not sure how to respond
          What do you understand MKULTRA to mean.
          There has been a great deal posted about MKULTRA on Gumshoe News over the years.

          Fiona Barnett Eyes Wide Open
          Steve McMurray MKUltra in Australia 6 reports.
          plenty of evidence
          Mary Maxwell Deliverance

          There are at least 149 subprojects.
          The CIA Experiments at McGill University and Psychiatic Hospital Montreal carried out by Ewan Cameron sensory deprivation deep sleep therapy experiments to create a Monarch slave etc are well documented –plenty of evidence.

          Ann Diamond lived next door to Leonard Cohen https://auticulture.com/the-liminalist-31/
          The Liminalist # 31: I Know Who You Are (with Ann Diamond)
          September 12, 2015 by Jasun
          Podcast. Part Two: “The Pied Piper of Montreal.” Download (Duration 1:10:00 — 64 MB)

          https://boxes.nyc3.digitaloceanspaces.com/wp-content/uploads/Diamond2.mp3
          https://lunamother.blogspot.com/2020/03/mkultra-girl-anatomy-of-fraud.html

          JUST A FINAL NOTE:
          THE REAL MKULTRA GIRL DOES NOT WANT YOUR DONATION$$

          “Various people have claimed to be the child in the “Strain All Urine” photo, Only one so far has a forensic study to back up her claim including childhood school photos that match her facial features and even clothing details to those of the child in the photo.

          This anonymous woman – who fears reprisals if she goes public, knows where and when the photo was taken. She was born into an elite American extended family with all the pedigrees connecting them to Deep State military interests and also US government reaching all the way to the State Department, powerful generals, and the White House.

          Facts matter. Histories matter. There were thousands of child MKULTRA victims. We all need to come together and make this horror story known to the world.”

          AND PLEASE REMEMBER TO
          ‘STRAIN ALL URINE’

          In 2006, Diamond published a memoir, My Cold War, where she claims to be a victim of secret mind-control experiments, allegedly sponsored by the American CIA.[1] The book was republished under the title A Certain Girl in 2011.
          In 2014, Diamond published The Man Next Door about her friend and neighbour Leonard Cohen.[4]
          Personal life
          Diamond has stated that she has a sub-personality that is a “shaman whose deep mission is liberating stories from the world of the unconscious”.

          And yes an MKULTRA survivor I know personally has given testimony and yes I believe her testimony about travelling by submarine to islands.

          Leonard Cohen is/was my Muse.

      • “Child trafficking-underground tunnels and waterways know survivors who have travelled there via submarine.”

        “This new information is going to shock you”

        Such sensationalistic rot is no doubt pivotal to maintaining the World System but you’d need to be totally brain-dead to get sucked in

        • Ah, the nights with Dave Allen🤪🤡👻🤡🙀🙀
          I did not have a tv in them days or a phone and travelled a few suburbs just to see his weekly shows in Australia.
          Up wokeism!
          Bring back ‘insults’ praise be the offenders and stuff the offended snow flakes.

  15. 9.22 on 6/1 💁🙀💀? At WRH.
    Had my suspicions😎
    IS EPSTEIN ALIVE?
    For normies. Try whatreallyhappened.com things are mysterious🤡
    And latest x22 report has some more on the Epstein listers.
    Then there is Jim Willie with some serious financial stuff at BIN.
    Oh and at WRH a back a day or so is T with Epstein piccy. Pity about Epstein with no legs…. But she has.
    All could be fun in normal land for those who do not want to know anything…. But think they will make a difference on the outcomes.

    T.O I note that your time is more valuable to you, not giving a stuff now?…. EB is a waste of time for any care.
    Yep, it is all fun for those of us who understand and love the real games….. best in town.

  16. In keeping with the topic Future Legends I contribute with the Maestro himself. “Ladies and Gentlemen Leonard Cohen”
    My Muse you see he like me and thousands/millions of others were subjected to their evil programming -a monarch slave who “figured it out” and left us with his messages in his Tower of Song.
    I start with
    “Play Me Backwards” by Joan Baez, off the album “Play Me Backwards.”
    “I claim no ownership of this music. My intent is simply to share.”

    Joan Baez


    Suzanne


    The Captain


    Heart with No Companion

    Dance me to the end of love

    and then

    NB 1 minute 55 secs “evergreen best music”

    And finally

  21. Not very cryptic from here:
    First song freemasonry stuff
    Second song assassination attempt
    Third song major revenue raiser
    etc

    • That tune V2 Schneider really brings the nazi dream back to life,,,,
      Before half of Germany got turned to rubble.
      Well our overlords don;t care, it entertains them to have us build it all again.
      “6uild 6ack 6etter”

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