Confirmed Reptilians, Eliminationist Rhetoric, and Literal Racisms

By Wes Unruh
Years ago, my first thoughts upon encountering the 'reptilian agenda' (or reptilian mythic framework) was to think of it as A Case of Conscience meets Darker Than You Think, although the more obvious mythic maps you as a media consumer might be familiar with are Land of the Lost plus V. Imagine a race of lizard men who are always watching from the edges of society, like predators, feeding on misery. The reptilian narrative has it that an intergalactic race, the Draconis, has been interbreeding with humans since ancient times, and those bloodlines are responsible for manipulating events throughout history. And these reptilians and half-humans need to eat people to maintain their human appearance.

Certainly there have been plenty of historical accounts of tiny people eaters (tiny, as in very small humanoids, people eaters, as in they were killing people with poison arrows then devouring them). In Idaho the problem got so bad that a local medicine man went out to parlay with the spirits. Wolf, Fox, Bobcat and Cougar met with him, and agreed to kill all the little people so long as none of the tribes would hunt any of their own people. After some negotiating, including bringing the entire tribes back to the spirits to verify the terms of the contract, Wolf, Fox, Bobcat and Cougar lived up to their obligation and wiped out all of the tiny people eaters in the area. Rumor has it that some of these little people still haunt parts of Wyoming. Lizard people are rumored to live on the East Coast as well, and should I encounter something as vicious as the Lizard Man of Scape Ore Swamp is alleged to be, I suspect I will act to defend myself as I best see fit.



In Jon Ronson's book Them: Adventures with Extremists, Jon does an excellent job of tackling the question 'Is David Icke an anti-Semite' in the chapter There Are Lizards and There Are Lizards, which I highly recommend you read. David Icke is an individual on an evangelical mission - I do not wish to review his entire back catalog of books and videos to establish whether or not his intent is to cast Jews in a bad light by labeling the most powerful part of a larger interstellar conspiracy. It is enough to point out that he is racist, in the literal sense, as castigating as he is about the Draconis race of aliens. It is enough hopefully to show this selection from 'The Reptilian Agenda' where Credo Mutwa explains that these reptilian aliens are the same thing as 'the Illuminati':

The End of the Word as We Know It by Wes Unruh

Remember the unburied dead (and the as yet unborn) this Memorial Day: The End of the Word As We Know It is now available to order from Amazon.

This is a cycle of poetry narrated by and studying Thorn, a storm giant turned little horn, eventually becoming a letter subsumed into language and forgotten. It is a response to the unburied dead whose need for vengeance re-ignites ancient spirit winds. And it is at the end a cry for meaning in a vortex of signifier without sign, spun out and half-mad in the twister’s line-of-sight.

Read the poem ‘Count The Other’ on Wes Unruh’s Unrelated Thoughts poetry blog: http://wesunruh.wordpress.com/2011/05/30/count-the-other/

Listen to the reading of ‘Count The Other’ set to music by Ikipr: http://soundcloud.com/unquietmind/count-the-other

Poetry
Paperback: 48 pages
Publisher: Weaponized (2011)
Language: English I
SBN-10: 1907810129 ISBN-13: 978-1907810121
Product Dimensions: 11 x 8.5 x 0.1 inches
Available now in paperback or kindle.


Pre-order a copy of The Immanence of Myth, published by Weaponized in July 2011.(Or sign up to be notified of its release on Amazon.com)

Climate Change? Or Unburied Dead? Going Beyond Science to Understand 'Twisters'

By Wes Unruh


It is impossible to look through the images of the Joplin tornado aftermath without a sense of withering smallness - the landscape is rage and tinder, a barren warzone and is photographed as such again and again.

I know the running debate is - essentially - that this is either a result of climate change or somehow associated with the increase in temperature from the gulf of Mexico as a result of the oil spill changing the water's refractivity or some such scientific shit. But the truth is it's ghosts. Angry, bitter, and unburied dead raging and raging across their lost lands.

Bear in mind that I'm making poetic, intuitive leaps in the paragraphs below, tied together with the barest threads of balderdash and shinola - and I do not want to make light of anyone's suffering - in fact I'm promoting Denver Band Relief and their communal effort to put together music shows to benefit a number of victims. This isn't about blaming the victims, it's about laying to rest the unburied dead.

This is not 'fact' in the strictest sense, but it has a kind of truth, something classified in other blogs as a synchromystical truth, which here I will relay only as a kind of modern myth - unmoored from djinn and religion and anchored in the very rooting sense of the fabric of this United States cultural dementia and hallucinations in honoring and sealing away the dead improperly: I do not know this but I feel it, and it overwhelmed me enough that I put that raw sense into poetry to capture, honor, and lay to rest the violent unburied ghosts who's dance is erasing whole cities from the landscape; a laser-tight eraser marking out the suburb, the rural, broken and betrayed landgrab, this ghost dance raises storm giants, thunderbirds. Capturing this in prose is hard enough, I warred with the tumultuous nature of these visions to hold it down in poetry as 'Outcry This Dark Story' which is a significant portion of the poetry contained in 'The End of the Word As We Know It' (coming out soon thanks to Weaponized.net)

If this is true, there must be some reason. I started with the impossible hypnagogic hallucination of a vortex intermingling, where narrative bleeds through that fourth wall familiar to magicians and actors which blows to smash the tradition and rote of assigned roles and can even falsify memory, a maddening space where nature re-asserts itself as thee primal mover, and driven by the void - a void of memory, broken treaties, and trails of tears.

Self Birthing: Modern Myth coming up on the G-Spot

This coming week I will be recording with a group headed by Joseph Matheny about modern myth-making, many of whom I've had the pleasure of working alongside over the years. (To my knowledge the present line-up will be Joseph Matheny, Wes Unruh, Anna Young, John Harrigan, Lucy Allin, and P. Emerson Williams.)

The final result will run on the G-Spot in coming weeks. Check it out, or subscribe to that G-Spot feed to continue to receive this independent media podcast.

In preparation for that I am compiling a "selected works" free pack of the art / myths I have produced, to be released via torrent alongside the podcast. I've suggested my cohorts do the same.

Here are some of my thoughts on the importance of myth, and how, though myth-making techniques are changing, the underlying function and importance remains at the fore-front of the human psyche. (Immanence of Myth, early fragments PDF)

Free stuff at esozone!

A selection of Mythos Media & Immanion Press products will be offered in a raffle at Esozone, the occulture / fringe art event occuring now in Portland.