The Stars Are Falling: Reasons To Believe We Are Enslaved
By The Serpent
by Matthew Delooze
Matthew’s website: www.oneballradio.com
England still awaits. David Icke, for all his faults, has at least thrown the conspiracy research field wide open for any number of young pretenders. And, in his usual mercantile way, proven it can be a lucrative branch of the infotainment biz: ripe for some entrepreneurial soul to hoist a Wannabee upon. These funded felons will surely not be long in appearing; but a more noble path has been selected by the latest contender, Matthew Delooze. Though his second publication, The Stars Are Falling: Reasons To Believe We Are Enslaved By The Serpent promises interesting things to come, Arthur’s long slumber continues undisturbed.
In many ways, the book is a testament to the evil of influence. Not for nothing did those naughty punks- who come in for a bit of a kicking from Delooze, for reasons we will cover- exhort the world to KILL YOUR IDOLS. Delooze would benefit from a bit of the same. We give Wayne Rooney and his ilk the Bread and Circus treatment (quite rightly)- isn’t it time now to get our own house in order? These pesky reptilians et al have quite a lot to answer for. Ten years ago Bilderberg and the Phantom Menance was quite enough to be getting along with. Then Icke had to stick his oar in and, well, the rest is history.
How much horsepower this stuff possesses I don’t know. I know of one source who thinks we could be looking at the foundations of a new popular paradigm, though I think it highly unlikely. The reptilian agenda does alight upon vital issues, which is (indirectly) why it continues to fascinate and repel in equal measure. Not for what it gets right, but for what it discreetly occludes. Continue digging, and a splendid story will reveal itself: one whose origins lie in Sumeria; and beyond that, in Atlantis. But it lends itself not at all to pecuniary concerns; which is why David Icke’s grasp on the Grail is slippery at best. Delooze needs to be looking for serpents closer to home, in this writer’s opinion; or is that just sour blue grapes?
And why have the Ennead now been fingered as proto-Illuminists? There is certainly something shady about Zahi Hawass (rather too similar to Crowley’s Aiwass for my liking) but the Egyptian civilisation was one of the highest ever seen. Aspects of Egyptian symbology may- like the antiquities themselves- have been held to ransom ever since, but let’s not mistake the map for the territory. The same might be said of the royals. The full extent of their meddling will probably never be revealed; and yet, might not the alternatives be far worse still? The aims of the original Illuminati, according to Nesta Webster, included ‘the abolition of Monarchy and all ordered Government’; do we really want to be doing their job for them?
Despite these concerns, however, the very fact that Delooze is doing what he does deserves praise. Any assault on the homogeneity of received wisdom is valuable, even when agreement is elusive. Mind you, there are times- rare, I will concede- when the official story might just be the right one. Delooze’s expedition to the Temple of Hathor in Dendera, for example, which forms the central (Djed) pillar of the book, results in a bout of hieroglyphic eccentricity of which Von Daniken would not be ashamed. Delooze is more than prepared to take a bit of stick for his beliefs, however, and betrays a hearty contempt for ‘experts’. And on the dynamics of incarnation- and the terrible consequences of ignoring our intuition- he writes with a rare clarity that suggests there is much more still to come.
But about those punks… ‘God Save The Queen’, it would appear- the 1977 version- is far from being the vituperative republican anthem you might have taken it for. According to Delooze, whose broadest concern is with the subliminal triggers with which humanity is perpetually blasted- despite all apparent leeriness, the message is still the same: monarchy, continuity, and the maintenance of the status quo. Whether a ‘fascist regime’ or a perfect reflection of the heavens, the words still inhabit a reality in which Monarchy is God. A competing conspiracy theory, in other words, to the official one; which holds that a bout of chart-rigging prevented the Pistols from claiming a rightful number one in Jubilee Week. Live 8, too, you will be pleased to hear, gets a bit of verbal. Whether I share his conviction that the ouroborous-inspired symbol declares the ongoing dominion of the Ennead is besides the point. He highlights some extremely relevant information regarding the ritual locations selected by Geldof (and friends) and the strange timing which saw the attacks on London in the very same week.
In the final chapter he hits his stride with an excellent summary of the ongoing hypnotic trance in which humanity is mired. The final sentence is a classic, a sweet pay-off for the persevering.
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