Forth Reich CONFESSIONS

MODERN DAY 

Nazis

Heartbroken

Never could I imagine another Holocaust in my lifetime. And done by the descendants of the innocent Jewish souls murdered by Nazi Germany.

this is ISRAEL 

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AMEN to this. Good Riddance.

This is ISRAEL

Listen to the joyful SCREAMS of BURNING CHILDREN 

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"... a thousand words."

God Bless the United States of America

And God bless Israel while they do the Lord's WORK 

Killing children, families, destroying entire neighborhoods and countries. 

Making America Great Again.

MAZEL TOV?

One, of thousands of babies, being massacre by israel and the United States DAILY.

Where were you? What were you doing? Did you stand up for the Palestinians, for the Arabs? 

These are the questions you will have to answer to your grandchildren. FICTITIOUS God have mercy on your soul if the answer is, " I was a good German."

Denzel Washington. Nicole Kidman, Rachel McAdams. Tom Cruise. Tom Hanks. Jane Fonda. Ryan Gosling. Martin Scorsese. Amy Adams. Lily Collins. Lyn Manuel Miranda. Russell Crowe. Mark Wahlberg. Mel Gibson. 

The list of deaf and dumb celebrities is long, endless. Cowards. Watching in silence while NAZI Germany kills Jews.

Protecting their paycheck even though all of them are rich enough to speak up; YEMEN, one of the poorest countries in this world is putting their bodies and ANCIENT BUILDINGS on the line to protect Palestinians. The United States of America has destroyed hundreds of structures UNESCO deemed irreplaceable.

One day, YEMEN will be remembered as the heroic country which stood up against the Forth Reich: German, Israel, US and UK.

How do you kill Jews?

Imagine 

Starving humann beings to death

Imagine 

Rejoicing and posting celebrations in your social media account 

Do you think the Nazis were evil?

Let me introduce you to the israelis 

A society so evil that starves our fellow HUMAN BEINGS 

And after they are desperate, hide a bomb inside A CAN OF SARDINES 

Imagine 

A world where they are praised, these anti-Jews, for being smart and creative in WARFARE 

Hiding bombs in the essentials of life:

Canned food for sustanaince 

Cell phones to reach out family and friends 

Now imagine imagine yourself in charge of Nazi Germany, which creative ways would you murder the Jews?

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US CONSTITUTION, Where are you?

Any similarities to Israel is purely coincidental.

WHAT A SHAME!!!

Au Hasard Balthazar

 

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For the morally impaired: this is a video of an IDF Nazi shooting at a child while a VICIOUS Palestinian tries to save him.

The Child in Each of Us.

(click on poster to watch trailer )

      I recognize myself on the face of lost children—sad children, with eyes that beg an answer to unanswerable questions: Why am I here? Where are you, mother? Why did you leave me here so alone? I am two years old, four, five, ten, twelve, fifty-nine. 

The questions are still there, reverberating through the years, but now I am certain that there isn't an answer—or maybe there is, but it is not what I expected. 

     There is no rhyme or reason for anything that happens to us except for the magical explanations we created to make this life bearable. Desperate to feel nothing disturbing, others of my kind invented positive thinking, telling me sometimes: " I like to deal with positive people." I just smile. "I know," I think, but I say nothing in response. 

     It hurts feeling life to its fullest so they need all the help they can get: alcohol, drugs, sugar, bread, coffee, positivity, visualization, God. 

     I hear, see, and read in comments throughout the fabric of social media. The "hurting ones" professing God's power and benevolence as the Los Angeles streets fill with tents and trash and homeless people. We have so much in common with the children of the documentary " A House Made of Splinters trying to make sense of their place in the world while every wall surrounding you reminds one of how immense life is. Children need to be socialized into the standard magical narrative of the community in which they live, but orphan children learn only about reality.  

     I sit at an European café and watch people come and go, so sure of themselves, creating their Shangri-las—some young, some old. 

     I watch them and ponder whether they believe it will hold for a lifetime, the thin, brittle magic veil of delusion they wear to keep life at bay. 

                                                    

The Religion Experiment

     

     Enough is enough; how many human beings will the world allow Israel to kill before we call it for what it is: genocide.

     And for my Jewish readers, you are not the chosen people; I know that to be a fact because there's no such thing as a God of any kind. All religion is a made up story to help people deal with the fear of death. (Read Ernest Becker's The Denial of Death) 

     The rest of us, non-religious people, live our lives ignoring the insanity of all religions until you step over the line. Who gave the Israeli army permission to just bombard a city filled with civilians? How is this different than the insane people who flew planes into the World Trade Center?

     You don't get to make up your own God, establish a set of rules and traditions to yourselves and then expect everyone to fall in line praising you for your misguided devotion. Same goes to all religions. We are sharing this planet, as human beings, we are prone to the same diseases, to the pain of watching our loved ones leave this earth, hopefully after many years of living. 

     Yet, all of you, God people, decide on a whim that you have been offended and that killing each other is the answer. And fictitious God forbid anyone else with common sense speak against it, that is when you evoke the words you have crafted to allow you to continue to kill each other. Somehow, we have allowed you to get away with this behavior for centuries.

     Antisemitic is the most used term ascribed to anyone who disagrees with your actions concerning the Palestinian people, whom you have put in an open-air prison for many, many years. Every once in awhile, you kill thousands of them and expect the world to look the other way. I think that finally we see this for what it is, under the bright lights of your bombs, it reveals itself as a concentration camp. A place you have built it to keep all the Palestinians, to obey all your rules, or be sentenced to death.

     The Jewish people were victims of an inexcusable crime by the German and Japanese governments; spend a week in any city in Germany and you will see how serious the German government is in preventing that level of madness to ever be repeated. 

     In the meantime, the Japanese government chose collective amnesia as a way to avoid the shame they deserve to feel for their participation in the heinous, systematic killing of so many jews.

     And now, the descendants of the millions of innocent exterminated became the perpetrators of violence against Palestinians. Are Jews claiming Palestinians to be all the same, violent people that need to be exterminated? 

     This sort of conflict is nothing new; on January 30th, 1972, British soldiers shot 26 unarmed civilians during a protest march in the Bogside area of Derry, Northern Ireland. That is still a stain of shame in the history of that country. 

     The Israeli army killed almost 100,000 people in one year, thousands upon thousands of children. You can call yourselves "the chosen ones" if that makes you feel better and helps you navigate life's perils; but we have our beliefs. 

     My beliefs are very simple: 

There is no God. I'm alone in this world. Life is hard and way too short, and sprinkled with ephemeral happiness now and then. 

Don't drink. Don't smoke. 

Don't do any drugs. ( Yes. Sugar is a drug. A venom. Toxic to the body.) 

Choose one person to share life with and don't cheat on that person. 

Wake up. Exercise. Meditate. Practice Omad. 

Pray if it brings you solace. I do, sometimes. It brings me closer to my mother and grandmother and calms my soul.

     Follow those guidelines to maintain your body's health while you find artistic endeavors to strengthen your soul. Life will give you the pain you need to grow.

     What you don't do with all that pain is call yourselves "chosen ones" and oppress another community for years and years. Native Americans believed all land was sacred; the American military exterminated them all and took the land. 

     Jews are doing the same, you have taken the land you call sacred and prevented another community from enjoying it. You call yourselves "chosen" and now you have engaged in Nazism. All in the name of a fictitious God. I don't dislike religion, just don't believe in it, but I respect people's rights to exercise it, but politicians I despise. And hypocrisy. 

     The bellic arsenal you use against your vocal critics is to evoke antisemitism. So, let me be even more precise: all religions are fiction, and since I'm a storyteller, they are beautiful to read. But when you begin killing people in the name of your particular fairytale; that's when the world needs to get together and stop you.

     My guess is that the entire world is waiting until you, "the chosen people" kill millions of Palestinians; the exact number the Nazi regime killed. Then we will put an end to this nonsense.

     My partner and I drive often through a community in Los Angeles where many Hasidic Jews live. We watch families cross the street in front of us while we are at a stop sign, and it is beautiful and a bit poignant, as if we were missing something. The children, boys and girls, are nicely dressed, and the mother and father walk in front. It always makes me think of how nice it must be to believe in something—a being out there looking out for us. 

     The families always looked so content and calm; one can see that their religion and faith have given them peace. A tranquility I certainly don't have. I don't comprehend that kind of faith, but seeing it is beautiful. It is disrespectful to those families when the Israeli government goes around killing Palestinians in the name of their religion. And so is for all the other religions that engage in violence against another.

     

     

      

     This is just an excerpt of a CNN report on the genocide committed this week by a group of people who should know better. 

     These are two sites destroyed in the name of God.

 (What is left of a hospital in Gaza. A functional hospital with civilians inside )

 (What is left of the World Trade Center. A functional building with civilians inside )

This is actor Mark Ruffalo, back in 2019, apologizing for calling what the Israeli government is doing for what it is: genocide.

Unless he is also going to apologize for calling President George Bush a war criminal, there's no difference between what the US did in Iraq and what Israel is doing in Gaza. Calling genocide for what it is, it's not hyperbole, it is a necessity to prevent the murder of civilians and children. He apologized and the Zionists of La La land kept him busy with one movie after another, which I have not seen and never will. 

If the price you pay for protesting the killing of children is that you never make another movie; then you never make another movie.  But you don't get to be vocal only with the crowd that agrees and when it is convenient and costs you nothing. 

You should advocate for peace, freedom of religion, expression, and sanctity of human life. Your voice should raise in protest to any group that decides to kill another in the name of their particular fairytale.

We should imagine a new world where we respect the fragility, the brevity of life.

A Vigil for the Holocaust in Palestine.

 

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The light of this earth is the children; the chosen people are EVERY HUMAN BEING, sharing the same timeline.

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Compassion is the lesson from the Holocaust for every human being.

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If only the children of Palestine had a Jewish israeli family compassionate enough to protect them. 

 

Thank all fictitious God, ANNE FRANK isn't a Palestinian girl. The religious Jewish soldiers would shoot her in the head for existing.

The Most Moral Army

 I need a place where my soul is free and peaceful, a place where I can write about love, longing, and the little things that unite and define us as humans. 

There's nothing humane about israel or Israelis, so I am moving all their crimes to another site:

www.themostmoralarmy.com

( it will take me a while; they have been killing Palestinians and other Arabs for 75 years. )

ART & WRITING

 

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The Tulip and the Comet.

A Tulip meets a Comet and longs to see the world.

( click on picture to purchase )

                                                          

The Apple Tree on the Hill

An apple tree grew up alone, until settlers arrived, and a French village bloomed.

( written by Marco Aurélio based on a painting by Lucas Aurélio. Front cover. )

Coming Soon!

( original painting - The Apple Tree on the Hill by Lucas Aurélio )

                                                          

BLUE MOON and the inner world

 

Every once in a blue moon, I know my place in this world, as if my GPS was roaming and it found me: my precise parallels, coordinates, latitude, and longitude, set to now. I feel that there is nothing beyond myself.

I feel like a tree or mountain would feel if it could feel present in time, place, and purpose. 

I ask if a tree or mountain would feel less, want more, or desire, as we do, to be elsewhere in order to do what it can perfectly do right here.

For all the analogies we have for flying, it is on the stillness of these moments that I find myself utterly grounded, paradoxically one with the vastness of our universe.

Flying is aimlessly seeking for oneself outside of itself.

A monk sitting still in meditation and thankfulness needs no wings to fly further than a bird of any kind; nothing material can connect the vastness of the soul and oneself.

The invisible is not only essential as the Little Prince taught us, but also the only portal to ourselves, for we can't be found elsewhere than ourselves.

Every once in a blue moon we don't reflect light; light is the source within and shines until we again forget to be blind to our place and time. Without our inner light, all we have left is our social climb.