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As I have been explaining for some time now, our contemporary world is in the grip of a Rothschild-dominated criminocracy, which I have termed the Zionist single global mafia.
In the latest part of my retrospective essay on ten years of The Acorn, which I edit, I look back on its content in 2023.
Long long ago and far far away there was a land called Yogania, whose ruler – officially at least – was King Sossidge the Dull.
In the latest part of my retrospective essay on ten years of The Acorn, which I edit, I look back on its content in 2022.
When I was a very young boy, my father used to call upon a very special accomplice to encourage me to eat up the unfavoured remains on my plate.
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One of the great lessons of nature: Randomness is the most beautiful thing. Every forest, every field, every place untouched by humans is full of randomness. Nothing lines up, a million different shapes, sprouting seeds burst where the winds — or birds — randomly drop them. Stones strewn by water, ice, gravity, and wind, all acting on their own in their own ways. Things that just stop and stay. Until they move somehow, another day. The way the light falls, the dapples that hit the dirt. The shades of shades of shades of green and gold that work no matter what's behind it. The way the wind carries whatever's light enough for liftoff. The negative space between the leaves. Colliding clouds. The random wave that catches light from the predictable sun. The water's surface like a shuffled blanket. Collect the undergrowth in your hand. Lift it up. Drop it on the ground. It's always beautiful. However it comes together, or however it stays apart, you never look at it and say that doesn't line up or those colors don't work or there's simply too much stuff or I don't know where to look. Nature's out of line. Just right. You too. -Jason
talking internet with Katherine Dee
