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Vermeer: Portraits of a Lifetime is written from what I imagine to be the perspective of the artist himself, with his passion, with empathy for his personal dream and tragedy, as well as his transcendent technical ability.  As a writer my vision is to reveal the nature of the immortal spirit — The Artist — through their own thoughts, rather than through the effete, intellectual interpretations of academics or journalists.
Paintings are the communication of the artist, inviting the viewer to participate together in their mutual creation of it.  It is my observation, that this can be supplemented with verbal descriptions of the painting by the artist — not about the “meaning” of the art — but, concerning the esoteric origins of it, the subtle technologies and careful observations brought to bear upon the creation of it.  The “meaning” of the painting is a purely subjective experience for every viewer.  I want to understand, more completely, the subjective experience of The Artist.  I am certain that many admirers would also.
“Priests of Art” attempt to place themselves between Mankind and The Artist, as surely as the priests of religion prevent the souls of Mankind from communicating directly with the gods. In order to understand an aesthetic or a spirit, one must “be” The Artist, as themselves, while as a viewer, participating in The Creation, as though it is their own. Creation is a collaboration of spirits, painting and viewing together in admiration of All Beings Who Create.

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REALITY IS A DISINFORMATION PAGEANT

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“We’ll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false.” — William Casey, CIA Director (from first staff meeting in 1981)

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“The “Old Empire” thought control operation is run by a small group of old “baboons” with very small minds.  They are playing insidious games with no purpose and no goal other than to control and destroy IS-BEs who could otherwise manage themselves perfectly well, if left alone.  These types of artificially created incidents are being forced upon the human race by the operators of the mind-control prison system. The prison guards will always promote and support oppressive or totalitarian activities of IS-BEs on Earth.  Why not keep the inmates fighting between themselves?  Why not empower madmen to run the governments of Earth?  The men who run the criminal governments of Earth mirror the commands given them by covert thought-controllers of the “Old Empire”.”

— Excerpt from the Top Secret military transcripts from Roswell AFB, 1947, published in the book ALIEN INTERVIEW.

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If you have never seen the film WAG THE DOG, here is a trailer and a couple of extra videos that illustrate exactly how the main-stream media is used to control the minds of the public.  It’s not reality: “it’s a pageant”.

The following video shows “real life” examples of the CIA disinformation “pageant” in recent events.  The point is simple: you can’t believe ANYTHING you see on television.  It is all a “disinformation pageant” designed to control you, keep you in fear, keep you paying taxes, praying to non-existent gods, supporting false economies, and electing criminal politicians to pass laws that will enslave you.

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WHISTLIN’ PAST THE GRAVEYARD

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Whistling Past The Graveyard, by Tom Waits. (Covered by Screamin’ Jay Hawkins)

“Well I come in on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
and I busted up a chifforobe
way out by the cocomo
cooked up a mess a mulligan
and got into a fight.

Whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
i’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyes jack.

You probably seen me sleepin’
out by the railroad tracks
go on and ask the prince of darkness
what about all thet smoke
come from the stack
sometimes I kill myself a jackel
suck out all the blood
steal myself a stationwagon
drivin’ through the mud
whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
I’m mean motherhubbard
papa one-eyed jack.

I know you seen my headlights
and the honkin’ of my horn
I’m callin’ out my bloodhounds
chase the devil through the corn
last night I chugged the mississippi
now that suckers dry as a bone
born in a taxi cab
I’m never comin’ home

whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
I’m mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

myeyes have seen the glory
of the drainin’ og the ditch
Ionly come to baton rouge
to find myself a witch
I’m-mona snatch me up a
couple of em every time itrains
you see a locomotive
probably thinkin’ its a train

whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
I’m a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack.

what you think is the sunshine
is just a twinkle in my eye
that ring around my fingers
just the 4th of july
when I get a little bit lonesome
and a tear falls from my check
theres gonna be an ocean in
the middle of the week.

whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
i’m mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

I rode into town on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
i’m-ona tear me off a rainbow
and wear it for a tie
I never told the truth
so I can never tell a lie

whistlin’ past the graveyard
steppin’ on a crack
I’m mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack.