LORDS OF MISRULE

This densely packed, tongue-in-cheek satire describes what I call ‘The Circus Immoral’. It is a community of power mongers who arrest humanity’s spiritual growth solely to maintain their privilege. Atlanticist management finally went global after English became the mother tongue of international exchange under sundry “British Councils”. Bureaucracies are typically presided over by Freemason-type functionaries seeking a fool’s paradise and any critical evaluation inevitably raises the Jewish Question. Administrative protocols can be traced, not to Canaan but to pre-Dravidian cannibals who morphed into thugs-for-Kali team-player Sicari Guilds that presently direct expeditions by drone. Mystery religion semiotics used for crowd control apply ‘Queen of Heaven’ pageants complete with tridents, pyramids, obelisks, lions, goddesses, Admiralty Laws, Tibetan ritual, and Skull & Bones explications that avoid essential monotheist eschatology and morals at every turn of play. Much of the accretion boasts gender identity disorders with profligate fluidity, celibacy, incest, blood-drenched family dysfunction(s), and perverted indulgences apologized for with mother-wife/son-of-god articles of faith. Recent transformation of the mythos into a politically correct secular cult for global CEOs of LGBT rapacity remarkably fulfills plumb-line prophecies as an expected outcome of the sleepwalk Satyr Gurdjieff attempted to correct while seducing his students. This essay gives a sweeping overview of the system’s effects and template that bridges the twilight between sublimated escapism and grave digging.