Saturday, February 29, 2020
Thursday, February 27, 2020
Chemtrail Coronavirus Blues
- It's kinda grey
- yes a grey day
- So hey this is what I wanna say
- I got the Chemtrail Coronavirus Blues
Tuesday, February 25, 2020
Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Monday, February 17, 2020
Israelites serve Baal yesterday an today.
Biblical Sidon is perhaps most infamously known as the birthplace of the Phoenician princess Jezebel (1 Kings 16:31), who became queen of the Israelites during King Ahab’s reign in the ninth century B.C.E. . In the Bible, Jezebel is notorious for persecuting the worship of Yahweh and for demanding that the Israelites worship Baal.
Given Jezebel’s religious fervor in the Bible, one would expect to find evidence of Baal worship at Sidon. Some extraordinary discoveries from recent excavations have allowed us to partially reconstruct Sidonian religion during the Bronze and Iron Ages—showing that Baal worship at the site had deep roots.
Who Was Jezebel?
Israel’s most accursed queen carefully fixes a pink rose in her red locks in John Byam Liston Shaw’s “Jezebel” from 1896. Jezebel’s reputation as the most dangerous seductress in the Bible stems from her final appearance: her husband King Ahab is dead; her son has been murdered by Jehu. As Jehu’s chariot races toward the palace to kill Jezebel, she “painted her eyes with kohl and dressed her hair, and she looked out of the window” (2 Kings 9:30). Image: Russell-Cotes Art Gallery and Museum, Bournemouth, UK/Bridgeman Art Library.
Who Was Jezebel?
Israel’s most accursed queen carefully fixes a pink rose in her red locks in John Byam Liston Shaw’s “Jezebel” from 1896. Jezebel’s reputation as the most dangerous seductress in the Bible stems from her final appearance: her husband King Ahab is dead; her son has been murdered by Jehu. As Jehu’s chariot races toward the palace to kill Jezebel, she “painted her eyes with kohl and dressed her hair, and she looked out of the window” (2 Kings 9:30). Image: Russell-Cotes Art Gallery and Museum, Bournemouth, UK/Bridgeman Art Library.
Israel’s most accursed queen
For more than two thousand years, Jezebel has been saddled with a reputation as the bad girl of the Bible, the wickedest of women. This ancient queen has been denounced as a murderer, prostitute and enemy of God, and her name has been adopted for lingerie lines and World War II missiles alike. But just how depraved was Jezebel?
In recent years, scholars have tried to reclaim the shadowy female figures whose tales are often only partially told in the Bible. Rehabilitating Jezebel’s stained reputation is an arduous task, however, for she is a difficult woman to like. She is not a heroic fighter like Deborah, a devoted sister like Miriam or a cherished wife like Ruth. Jezebel cannot even be compared with the Bible’s other bad girls—Potiphar’s wife and Delilah—for no good comes from Jezebel’s deeds. These other women may be bad, but Jezebel is the worst.For more than two thousand years, Jezebel has been saddled with a reputation as the bad girl of the Bible, the wickedest of women. This ancient queen has been denounced as a murderer, prostitute and enemy of God, and her name has been adopted for lingerie lines and World War II missiles alike. But just how depraved was Jezebel?
According to the Deuteronomist, however, Jezebel’s desire is not merely confined to achieving ethnic or religious parity. She also seems driven to eliminate Israel’s faithful servants of God. Evidence of Jezebel’s cruel desire to wipe out Yahweh worship in Israel is reported in 1 Kings 18:4, at the Bible’s second mention of her name: “Jezebel was killing off the prophets of the Lord.”
Same song an dance today, they serve BAAL an are twisted humans that call others less than an animal,read there sick ideologies yourself an wake up.Israelites took down 3 buildings in America an blame muslims.(Along with Bush,Cheney,Rumsfeld,Silverstein,our CIA.)We need to all bring down Israel an the two headed monster that sponsors such a vile race of human's.Period. Do some of your own research I give up an already understand they the Fake Jews of the World are the biggest problem on this Earth.They are the parasites of humanity.
I pray God comes soon to destroy the wicked monster's of this fake World.
Sunday, February 16, 2020
Saturday, February 15, 2020
Thursday, February 13, 2020
Dark Room Song TWO times gone.
I like to imagine what it would feel like
to not have to think,
But it's too much to think about.
In this bed,
In this moment,
My body doesn't understand.
I realize that now,
Oh wow,
Only now
I realize.
That my body has just been following me around.
Only now I realize,
That we all just follow the words
in our voices and in our heads,
That we all just
let our bodies
become the shadow of our minds.
This dark room.
So many times I have tried to step out of this.
I've tried to make space enough,
to look back
from afar.
to not have to think,
But it's too much to think about.
In this bed,
In this moment,
My body doesn't understand.
I realize that now,
Oh wow,
Only now
I realize.
That my body has just been following me around.
Only now I realize,
That we all just follow the words
in our voices and in our heads,
That we all just
let our bodies
become the shadow of our minds.
This dark room.
So many times I have tried to step out of this.
I've tried to make space enough,
to look back
from afar.
Like I do with the others,
I've done it for them,
So many times.
It's what I am.
But here it's impossible,
Just because it's me,
It's like I can't leave,
Like I've got my back to my own self.
If I could move away,
I know what I'd see,
I could tell you,
But it's not the same as seeing it.
Torture
Torture
TWO againTorture
Undeniable,
That it's cruel torture.
The wounds healed
by nothing more than a smile.
I've done it for them,
So many times.
It's what I am.
But here it's impossible,
Just because it's me,
It's like I can't leave,
Like I've got my back to my own self.
If I could move away,
I know what I'd see,
I could tell you,
But it's not the same as seeing it.
Torture
Torture
TWO againTorture
Undeniable,
That it's cruel torture.
The wounds healed
by nothing more than a smile.
Not even given a touch
That's the worst,
Absolutely that's the worst.
A smile, a word,
Then
healed.
That's the worst,
Absolutely that's the worst.
A smile, a word,
Then
healed.
Without even a touch.
Not a mark left.
Forgotten.
Clean.
Safe,
Peaceful,
Innocent and
ignorant.
Forgive myself,Forget myself.
Completely unprepared each time it returns.
Nothing is safe.
Nothing is clean.
In this dark room,
Now here I am,
Tears that don't reach past my nose.
The worst kind.
When will it be that I forget this moment again?
Waiting for the blindness.
Denial.
Security.
In this moment I'm alone,
In this bed,
In this dark room.
In this body I'm alone.
It hurts to see that moment,
In my head
and on the back of my eyelids,
On the blackness in this room.
I see the green,
I see the tent.
Different darkness,
Different black,
Where shapes lived,
Or something,
Or feeling,
Or movement,
Or stillness,
Something lived there,
Not like now,
Different.
I was least alone in my body
then.
Right then,
I see it now,
It was then.
In this dark bed,
I touch my hands,
Not cool but warm
I can hardly bear to touch them,
More than anything in this room,
I hate the warmth
in these hands.
Bizarre.
A strange feeling of fear.
If EYE were to open that curtain,
I might find nothing more outside my window
than a wall,
An endless wall.
Not even red, but a dull cream,
In the windows,
In the doors.
I need it now,
I need to hear rain,
Really I need it.
Wind.
I need to hear wind.
A sick feeling,
Outside this dark room,
This house,
So quiet and still,
I get this sick feeling in my stomach.
I need to know somehow,
That the world is alive,
Outside of this bed,
This dark little room.
I need to hear the world again.
Pleading.
One short moment,
Out of this window,
I breathe in the world,
Not a wall but a world.
I want the world to take me
but I barely feel the touch of it.
The black is almost better.
In this dark room,
In this bed
I long for the rain,
For wind and air
and cars in the night.
In this dark room,
I see far less than I'd like to.
I just want to know
that the world outside is breathing.
Not a mark left.
Forgotten.
Clean.
Safe,
Peaceful,
Innocent and
ignorant.
Forgive myself,Forget myself.
Completely unprepared each time it returns.
Nothing is safe.
Nothing is clean.
In this dark room,
Now here I am,
Tears that don't reach past my nose.
The worst kind.
When will it be that I forget this moment again?
Waiting for the blindness.
Denial.
Security.
In this moment I'm alone,
In this bed,
In this dark room.
In this body I'm alone.
It hurts to see that moment,
In my head
and on the back of my eyelids,
On the blackness in this room.
I see the green,
I see the tent.
Different darkness,
Different black,
Where shapes lived,
Or something,
Or feeling,
Or movement,
Or stillness,
Something lived there,
Not like now,
Different.
I was least alone in my body
then.
Right then,
I see it now,
It was then.
In this dark bed,
I touch my hands,
Not cool but warm
I can hardly bear to touch them,
More than anything in this room,
I hate the warmth
in these hands.
Bizarre.
A strange feeling of fear.
If EYE were to open that curtain,
I might find nothing more outside my window
than a wall,
An endless wall.
Not even red, but a dull cream,
In the windows,
In the doors.
I need it now,
I need to hear rain,
Really I need it.
Wind.
I need to hear wind.
A sick feeling,
Outside this dark room,
This house,
So quiet and still,
I get this sick feeling in my stomach.
I need to know somehow,
That the world is alive,
Outside of this bed,
This dark little room.
I need to hear the world again.
Pleading.
One short moment,
Out of this window,
I breathe in the world,
Not a wall but a world.
I want the world to take me
but I barely feel the touch of it.
The black is almost better.
In this dark room,
In this bed
I long for the rain,
For wind and air
and cars in the night.
In this dark room,
I see far less than I'd like to.
I just want to know
that the world outside is breathing.
Leaving this Dark Room,
My General two has gone,
agenda 201was her last song,
TWO me an you,
TWO hear from The World Outside this room.
Michael Jet Cox
Wednesday, February 12, 2020
California's 4 biggest problem's
80 year's to long for a four family's.It is time to expose Brown,Newsom,Pelosi, Getty. These 4 family's have did nothing but wreck California for more than 80 years,we the people should all be made aware that they are nothing but losers an criminals an everyone in the State of California should petition the President to hang these people for their crimes.
Learn more check this link out about who these scumbags truly are,scumbags.
Learn more check this link out about who these scumbags truly are,scumbags.
Monday, February 10, 2020
Add to Going Going Gone
In the video going going gone I mentioned that it will be my last video but after watching it I forgot to mention one young man I did meet an love very much His name is Jeffery Olson my brother Tommy's son. We use to play Chess together an He would never win because I am expert well maybe not expert but not many had a chance against me and once I let Him win an He said to me Uncle Bob you just let me win didn't you? I looked at Him an before I could lie an say No He said,"Uncle Bob don't ever just let me win let me win on my own!" I said I love you kid you are so smart an folks He is a handsome smart man. Anyway I have not seen Him in over 10 years and am clueless to what He is doing or where He lives because my family is just like the divided States of America.I love you Jeffery.
Why this is so in my family is mostly due to alcohol both Thomas William Olson an Rosewitha Olson were juice junkie's yes alcoholic's. Neither even understood what the word alcohol even means. So I will explain to them an anyone who is unaware.
To start, let’s take a look at where the root of the word alcohol is derived from. “Alcohol” comes from the Arabic “al-kuhl,” which means “BODY EATING SPIRIT,” or to consume the body(whoa) and this actually serves as the origin for the English word “ghoul.” According to Middle Eastern folklore, a ghoul is an evil demon believed to eat human bodies.
In alchemy, alcohol is used to extract the soul essence of an entity. Hence its’ use in extracting essences for essential oils, and the sterilization of medical instruments. By consuming alcohol into the body, it in effect extracts the very essence of the soul, allowing the body to be more susceptible to neighboring entities most of which are of low frequencies. (Why do you think we call certain alcoholic beverages “SPIRITS”)? That is why people who consume excessive amounts of alcohol often black out, not remembering what happened. This happens when the good soul (we were sent here with) leaves because the living conditions are too polluted and too traumatic to tolerate. The good soul jettisons the body, staying connected on a tether, and a dark entity takes the body for a joy ride around the block, often in a hedonistic and self serving illogical rampage. Our bodies are cars for spirits. If one spirit leaves, another can take the car for a ride.
Essentially when someone goes dark after drinking alcohol or polluting themselves in many other ways, their body often becomes possessed by another entity.
This really hit home for me. As someone who used to drink alcohol in excess and not remember a thing that happened afterward, the idea that the soul actually steps out of the physicality during this time fully resonates and actually explains a lot of what went on without my knowledge or awareness. Waking up in the morning and not having a single clue what had happened was the worst feeling in the world, but was also all-too familiar for me. The things I had apparently chosen to do and situations I ended up in were absolutely not things that I, as me, the “good soul” in my body, would ever choose to do in a million years. I was faced with so much confusion and fear and it never really made sense to me. I always thought to myself, How could I have done this?
Which brings me to a story I very much want to share with the World an my family. Many years ago when I was a drunk fool an lived with my parent's I asked Thomas William Olson to borrow the car,He said no! The right answer coming from a drunk who understood I would most likely get in trouble hurt someone or myself,because He was aware I was consuming alcohol daily. So as a fool I went to my Mother Rosewitha Olson an asked her, you see I wanted to go shopping for Christmas presents an was determined to borrow the car. I asked her about the car an she said after I go to work walk to K-Mart an you can get the keys from me an go shopping but thats it you bring the car right back after shopping ok! Of course I agreed an yes those were my intention's however things turned out much differently.
I went an retrieved the car a Red 4 wheel drive station wagon Subaru an headed to Summit Place mall an began drinking an shopping. I was drinking beer an 151 proof alcohol an as I was shopping I ran into two people a couple also shopping an drinking an we talked an drank by the fountain until they asked if I could find some marijuana an of course I knew where so we all climbed into my parents Subaru in search of some pot. I need gas money I said to the couple so they gave me 5 bucks an I pulled into the gas station. Bam I hit the pillar with the right front quarter of the car. Oh my God I am in trouble now I thought. I pulled the right front quarter back into position the best I could an then gassed the car an we proceeded forward in search of pot.
The next thing I know I am on Telegraph Road headed south an the couple were no longer in the car? I had my presents an their presents in the car. Strange what happened to them people?
The police report later explained to me what happened to them people they were scared to death because I told them "we are going to Florida?"They jumped out somewhere along Telegraph Road. Anyway the next thing I know the inside of the car was full of blue lights as I was driving,I looked around to discover the source of these lights an sure enough it was Bloomfield Hills Police cruiser. I looked at the officer who looked extremely pissed an I could make the words coming from His mouth, " fucking pull over" He was screaming that over an over. I reached down grabbed my bottle showed it to him an to a big drink an flipped him the bird.
Next thing you know there are 5 cop cars following me,they worked together an managed to stop me with all their cars surrounding me. The car is now smashed real good an smoking an then a officer comes over to the car try's to enter but the door is locked,yes I locked the door.
The officer was screaming like a crazy man an began trying to smash the window which he did,I grabbed the steering wheel of the car as the window smashed an He jerked me out of the car an began smashing my head against the pavement. One of the officers told the other officer to stop,He screamed stop He is just a kid as He pulled the other officer off of me.THANK YOU to that one officer,there are good cops out there. Anyway to make a long story a bit shorter I was taken to Oakland County jail an booked for drinking related offense,fleeing an eluding.
Here comes the crime my parents along with Oakland County Prosecutors committed,crime they committed? Yes, they committed! I was charged with UDAA unlawfully driving an automobile without permission. But I did have permission my mother gave me the keys. I deserved to be punished but not for a crime I did not commit.My mother gave me the keys I did not steal the car.
So Oakland County Prosecutors along with my parents committed Insurance fraud according to the law,but this fool drunk,ME; took a cop to the charges an I was sent to prison.
Today I recognize the true corruption in this world an it is our judicial system. While in prison I plotted to kill all them scumbag lawyers,an prosecutor's for what they did to me by over charging me an sending me to prison for a crime I did not commit just to insure that my parents insurance company pays the cost of what I have done. While in prison I began to grow up an realized killing them liars is not the right thing to do an God assured me that He will punish them all one day for what they have done. So to you lawyers an prosecutors be thankful that God entered my life for if God had not have entered my life you would all be dead. I was trained by an expert killer Thomas William Olson.A Vietnam vet who showed me many trick's,He was Green Beret ballistics expert,expert marksman.He always took us to the gun range trained us to shoot long range setting the sites making bombs booby traps an so on.
So be thankful you scumbag lawyers an prosecutors. Thomas William Olson was a trained killer an was a mass murderer while in Vietnam,I was told many sick story's of his crimes against man. Once he killed 5000 vietnamese people by poisoning their water an another story he shared with me is strapping some prisoners to an ant hill an the ants ate them alive as they drank beer. Another story about cauterizing the end of prisoners penis after allowing them to drink all the beer they wanted.Then they would watch the person die as there balder would burst inside their bodies. Those are the nice story's for I heard them all. I have PTSD from this monster our Government created.He once didn't allow me to go to the bathroom for a long period of time,He once left me inside a hot vehicle as he watched me scream an kick the window before finally letting me out. His dumb ass didn't realize that one day I would put the dots together an discover He is still a monster. I am certain their will be ants an beer available for him where he is going. I hope you repent Thomas William Olson, you smashed my Dad's (JERRY LEE COX) head open with a rifle butt like the coward you are when the truth of the matter is you should not have even been seeing my mother,she was married an your catholic rules say don't mess with married women but He only serves satan so he destroyed a family an along with my Mom took my real name from me.Call it what you will,but this is no debate this is the true narrative for I lived it. I lived in the largest walled prison in the World for many years but nobody compared to the monster that raised me.I feared nobody in prison matter of fact they called me mighty mouse. I met serial killers,murder's, rapists, an I heard many sick story's but they were all saints compared to Thomas William Olson. Maybe not saints but you get the jest of the story,I hope.
One day I will be face to face with you scumbag lawyers an prosecutors an you will be judged for the crimes you committed to me an the million's you so wrongfully sent to prison.Do you know these scumbag losers at Oakland County courthouse once sent a man to prison for stealing a cheese ball from the mall.He got more than 10 years because of bullshit rules they make up to proliferate the plantation owners penal system. They are the most evil bunch of losers on the planet, yes the sick twisted liars our LAW Makers. I long for all you scumbags to get what you have coming the second death.Repent you loser's before it is to late for you.
Two times I was wrongfully charged in that stinking court house once by Tracy Michol who lied along with prosecutors who sent me to prison for doing nothing. I am not even going to bother explaining because God will get them scumbags as well.I did over 5 years for that wrongful conviction. She know's the truth an a real human already know's the truth Linda Webb was by my side when Tracy came clean to my attorney but these scumbags still convicted me for something I did not do. How you do plead guilty to something you didn't do? Well there are 1000's of men an women who do just that to get out of that nasty jail. Think prison is nicer than jail. I hope all them scumbags get the second death for what they have done to society. If it were up to me I would blow up that entire courthouse along with all them losers. But God will get every one of you losers I am assured of it.
Two dads,two grandchildren never got to meet, two names,two castles I lived in my life,two wrongful conviction's, by the true scumbags of our society I might add, and two son's I have but only met one. Way TWO much an folks I am going going gone.It wont be long call me what you will an say I am wrong.Nevertheless I a going going gone it's been that thought for way to long.Bye World I wish you all luck.see you on the other side or maybe not?One thing before I close.Donald J Trump told us all He would reveal the 911 players if He were elected but did not. I have a vision of Him being given the second death once He arrives at the Gate's of Hell along with all them scumbag sun blockers. 5g death is coming for you Mr.President please repent an honor your word's or be judged by them.The spiritual leaders of this World wont tell you but this fool who loves God an people will,so please repent Sir use the good side of your DNA to rat on them Israelite's/Silverstein/ who blamed Muslims for the crime while the entire thing was internal.
You may be thinking, “Well, this is just you and clearly you have a problem with alcohol and shouldn’t be drinking,” and that is absolutely right, but how much is it actually affecting those who drink regularly, but not often enough to consider it a problem, or those who always keep their senses and wits about them? And how much is too much? How many people are actually just in denial about having a drinking problem?
Consider putting yourself in a social setting with many new faces you haven’t met before: Would you prefer that alcohol was a part of the equation or would you be completely fine without it? We often use alcohol as a crutch, to feel more comfortable and confident in who we are. But at what point are we actually becoming someone else, a person who doesn’t even actually represent who we are in the first place?Please if you drink drink a little wine an a little beer otherwise your vessel will be jacked.Promise.
Conclusion: My whole life changed after giving up alcohol, but that’s just me, and that was just my journey. But if anything I said resonates with you, maybe it would be beneficial for you to try as well.Consider putting yourself in a social setting with many new faces you haven’t met before: Would you prefer that alcohol was a part of the equation or would you be completely fine without it? We often use alcohol as a crutch, to feel more comfortable and confident in who we are. But at what point are we actually becoming someone else, a person who doesn’t even actually represent who we are in the first place?Please if you drink drink a little wine an a little beer otherwise your vessel will be jacked.Promise.
Much Love
MICHAEL JET COX No longer the loser Robert Olson Good Bye.
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