O'Finioan's Blog

I don’t have time for this. I really don’t. But I’m here right now, it has been snowing, the ground is frozen. I’ve been marching on that frozen ground for the better part of the day, and I just don’t have time for this crap. But …

There comes a time when you just have to get some crap off your chest. If I were smart, and had taken Miranda’s advice a long time ago and gotten everything — different things — out while they were still small, I wouldn’t have to be doing this at a time when I’m pushing through be exhaustion. But I guess in some aspects, I just ain’t that smart. So here is your warning: Your one and only warning: I guarantee , if you read this post, the vast majority of you will go away pissed off. And guess what? That’s my intent. My intent this night with this blog post is to piss off as many people as I can. So if that’s not what you want, click out now and move on. You want to stick around for the ride? Then buckle up.

Part 1 — 9/11

Don, only because you asked:

The events of 9/11 are something that we have not shied away from, but honestly just never really saw the point, since it happened ten years ago. We just figured everyone already made up their minds one way or the other and they weren’t going to be changed. Since we were asked by a good friend to say something about it, that’s what we’re going to do.

9/11 was a staged event. No ifs, no ands, no buts about it — it was a staged event. Don’t worry, we’re not going to belabor the details that are already out there for audiovisual consumption, you just need to do the research. But, one of the best things that I can comment on concerning this event — as I sat in my living room on the East coast at that time, and I watched the second plane strike one of the towers, and then a little bit later I watched both the towers fall — the first words out of my mouth were “Damn, best demolition job I’ve ever seen.”

No plane brought down those buildings. Those buildings were wired with explosives and then detonated. And I will add this: The bullshit expounded on by the media , that burning jet fuel weakened/melted the steel and brought those buildings down, is so bogus I can’t fathom even a mildly intelligent person believing it.

Please allow me to briefly recount a little story that took place around the Vietnam War. A little story that Senator John McCain knows all too well, since it was he that caused this event tot happen. There was a ship on its way back to port called the USS Forestall. There was an “accident” that caused a missile to fire from one of the parked jets on her deck. This caused a chain reaction of explosions which literally caused thousands of gallons of burning jet fuel to not only run all over her main foredeck, but to run down into the lower decks. This fire burned for hours. Did she sink? No, she made it home to port. Does anyone see the irony in this?

And one last thing I’ll say about the two towers falling. Planes struck one side. If any structural weakening was done, it was done on ONE SIDE. If they had caused these buildings to fall, they would have fallen like notching a tree — they would have fallen to the weakest side, not STRAIGHT FUCKING DOWN the way they did.

There were many, many reasons why this event took place. That is an entire post all to itself at another time. Now Don, I know this doesn’t give you everything you asked for, but brother, I’m tired tonight and I got a long way to go …

Part 2 UFO Disclosure

I have a question for a great number of you UFO researchers/disclosure advocates and general all around flying saucer conspiracy theorists: WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE? Did you really think that the government was going to come out and admit to that contact has been going on since basically the beginning of time? Did you really believe that?

And let me ask you another question: Why do you need the blessing and confirmation of an illegitimate government, topped by an illegitimate president with delusions of grandeur and kinghood of the world to confirm your beliefs? I don’t. I never have. How can you one minute say you can’t believe a damn word from the government to go to the next minute, needing them to disclose something when you know damn well you couldn’t believe it anyway? This makes no sense to me people.

You believe what you believe — great. My opinion, is there evidence out there that life exists out there in the universe? Yes. Is there evidence out there that other intelligent beings have visited this planet? Yes. Is there evidence out there that other races of beings have a working relationship with various government of the world? Yes. Also “interdimensional beings”, and these are the ones you need to be afraid of.

Not if but when the governments of the world come together and finally do announce disclosure, and they will, it will be for THEIR benefit, not yours, not mine, not anyone else’s but their own. I don’t know about any of you, hut I know what I believe, and I don’t need some nitwit unelected official, whether in the white house, Downing Street, the Kremlin or wherever to give me any kind of confirmation. Hey, that’s just me.

My advice: stop wasting your time petitioning governments — it’s all going to happen, it’s on a time frame, it’s all coming together, it just probably won’t be what you’re wishing for — but you’re going to get it.

Anyone not pissed off yet?

Good.

Part 3

I am going to tie two pieces of rope together right now and talk about two things at once. Religious beliefs, and love and light. If you remember, a few weeks ago I did the post and basically came out and admitted that we are Odinistic, and that we hate doing that. That is one thing that we do not like to do, because it always brings trouble, talking about your religious beliefs.

First of all, we’re not religious. Not at all. And by the way, if you read your Bible, neither was Jesus. As a matter of fact, Jesus hated religion. Look it up. We believe in the old ways. The ways of Odin. They are harsh ways. They’re strong ways. They’re good ways. It’s how we live our lives. But oh boy howdy, you wouldn’t’ believe the number of people who are no longer our “friends” because of this. As one person came up to me right after that after reading it in person and said “You’re not a Christian?” My reply was “Uhh no, why?” “Well I read your blog post… ” And I stood there waiting for this person to continue and all they did was shook their head and walked off. I haven’t seen the person since. And several other like events happened as well. Hmmm. So much for love and light.

I know several months ago we briefly touched on the whole love and light stuff. I’m gonna say something flat out: You cannot project love and light unless love and light resides in YOU. Just because you like writing and speaking flowery words, dancing around like a faery, and saying bless you to everybody you meet, while truthfully inside, you really thinking that you just want to get away from this person –that doesn’t work. And as our good friend Dave Corso said at this last Awake and Aware conference, love and light won’t  stop a bullet. He’s right. It won’t.

Projecting love and light works only if you have love and light in your heart, in your soul, and you L IVE it. You don’t just talk it, you live it, and even then, it will only go so far. Love and light only works against something that has an understanding of love and light.

Boys and girls, as I have said previously, the things that are coming have no concept of love and light. And if you think you’re going and a couple of you are going to get together and hold hands and project love and light and you’re going to be ok — well, alright.

It’s my understanding that humans are a delicacy to some of these creatures. And no, I am not talking abstractly. You can’t just talk the talk, you have to walk the walk and live it. And honestly, I don’t know what more I can say on the matter except that I’m just really sick and tired of people expounding love and light “jut love love and light” and then damning me to hell for what I believe. I got news for some of you people” Miranda and I have been to hell. Until you’ve gone there and crawled yourself out of it, don’t wish it on somebody.

Part 4

Now, now comes my bitch rant. I want to start by saying one thing straight up: I despise the term “Supersoldier”. I hate that word. That was never what I called myself, that was never what Miranda called herself, that was never what we called ourselves. We were Omega units. That was the project we were in together. The Omega Project. Again, we were Omega units. We were never called Supersoldiers, we were never called Ultimate Warriors.  Those terms are media terms. In my opinion, designed and put out there to cheapen the testimony of anyone coming out of these projects.

But, it would seem there are a ton, and I do mean a ton, of little jackwagon pieces of shit on the internet calling themselves “Supersoldiers”. It’s amazing to me how, at Awake and Aware I, the first one, when Dave Corso and I were on stage and we discussed the different generations of so-called supersoldiers from generation one through five, no one had ever hard that before. The suddenly, right after that, dozens of little jackwagons were all over the internet, claiming to be “Generation 5, Generation 6, Generation 7”. Oh people, give me a break.

It’s unreal. One so-called fifth generation supersoldier said that he and another fifth generation supersoldier defeated Satan and Lucifer and stopped the bringing about of the New World Order. Really? Guys, if you did, where the hell is heaven on earth then? We’re still waiting, tick tock.

Then there are those out there, and I guess for whatever reason, they think they’re an angel flying around between heaven and earth holding a flaming sword, with sunlight shooting out of their ass. It’s bad enough that when legitimate people do come forward, the harassment, the ridicule, and derision is bad enough. But I swear to the gods (yes, I said gods as in more than one), every time someone legitimate comes forward, a dozen more of these little jackwagons come out with so much bullshit that it just tears away the legitimacy of a real whistleblower.

Now, contrary so many of these idiotic YouTube posters, yes –we do this at a great risk. Not only to ourselves, but to every one around us. I read and heard so many times “if this were real, why are you still alive?” And I’ll say it again — it damn sure isn’t because they haven’t tried. We live with constant surveillance. We can prove dozens of times over how our phone calls are monitored. As a matter of fact, a great deal of so called information that is out there on the internet right now being used by these little jackwagons, came from us. It has been twisted and perverted to become so fantastical, as I said earlier, it overshadows the legitimate ones. Boys, enough. And you know who the hell you are.

There are also, as I call them, little jackwagons out there that like to throw our names around to try and give themselves their own legitimacy. Ain’t’ working, guys. It ain’t working.

In truth, besides David Corso, there have only been two others that we know of that we 100 percent say came out of these projects. One was a Native American man who was older than me who had to leave this country because of this. The other is our good friend John Stormm. And John, if you ever want to use our site, our blog, to come forward, it’s yours brother, any time you want.

Let me take a moment and relate something that happened just over a year ago. I have a very good friend who is a Colonel in the US Army, and active Colonel. He had, notice I said had, an uncle that was in the Air Force during the Vietnam era. My Colonel friend spoke with his uncle about me and some of the vents that he and I talked about. The uncle said that he needed to speak with me because he remembered some of the event that I said took place. A meeting between us was arranged.

This man blew his brains out the night before. Can you begin to comprehend the tightrope walk with this?

Hopefully you little jackwagons will learn something from this.

I can’t do any more tonight. I need to get a nap. I’ve got to blow something up tomorrow.

What … oh … oh, we’re on? Okay — hey people, hello!

Sorry about that — I was preoccupied with other matters. You guys have just read a very serious post by my beautiful better half, Miranda (Marilyn Monarch, Or How the Face Speaks of Mind Control). While I am normally in a serious mode, I guess I’m just too jet-lagged, flabbergasted, and all-round tired to do much more than rant a little bit.

To quote the unknown comic: Airline passengers — what’s up with that?

You see, I’ve been doing a lot of traveling here lately. A coast to coast trip was ripe with human emotion and drama, while a trip to Sweden went off as if by magic. The Sweden trip was so sweet, it was almost as if I never flew. However, the trip to California, where I presently am now, showed me more human drama than I care to ever experience again.

Let me ask some airline passengers a couple of serious questions: One — WHAT THE HELL’S WRONG WITH YOU?!?!? When they tell you at the gate that your bag is too frickin’ big to fit in the overhead compartment, put the stupid little tag on it and gate check the damn thing!

I really get tired of standing in the aisle having someone else’s bag rammed up my ass while I’m waiting for you to try to stuff your oversized suitcase into the overhead bin when you freaking knew it wouldn’t fit to begin with and you still end up gate checking it underneath the plane!

Next question: Once the co-pilot, the mechanic, two flight attendants, and half a dozen passengers delay our flight twenty minutes, using everything but a sledgehammer to knock your stupid bag into the overhead compartment, why do you insist on sitting in your seat less than a minute before jumping up and PULLING THE DAMN THING OUT AGAIN!

Next question: Can you please tell my why, when you know you have a five hour flight ahead of you, would you go to a restaurant slash bar, consume two to three pounds of diarrhea-causing food, and the gods know how much pee-causing liquid, before getting on the fracking plane? I get a little tired of having the pilot come over the radio, “Would the person in the lavatory please hurry up — we are ready to push back from the gate.”

Why can’t all flights be like my last flight? Magical? And here is a tip to our senior citizens out here: Please, do not use the hook part of your cane to try and pull your suitcase out of the overhead bin. I don’t think my skull can take much more of this.

Now, don’t get me wrong — I love to fly. Albeit, I much prefer flying when I am sitting in the pilot’s chair. Yes, I know my way around the cockpit a little bit, and I know what it’s like to deadstick land a plane on a darkened field, so I fully understand what  a pilot goes through, so let’s try giving those guys a little bit of a break. After all, when we’re at 40,000 feet in the air, he may decide one day to just say fuck it.

And let’s face it, I can’t be on every plane to take the stick. Unlike my last trip to Sweden.

So, in closing this rather unusual post, remember — have consideration for your fellow passengers. We bought a ticket just like you did. Well, some of us by tickets. Some of us fly by other means. And, to all the airline pilots and co-pilots, please remember, I  may be on board. I lost my commercial rating years ago.

I hope you had as much fun reading this as we did writing it. But it’s all true.

Oh,  joy to the world. They’re here . . . AGAIN!

The Holidays. You know — Thanksgiving and Christmas. I hate ‘em. With a red burning passion. I much prefer to call them “The Horror Days.”

Now, just hold those fingers from the delete key for just a few minutes and hear me out. These are my thoughts. From my experiences and my beliefs. Mine and mine alone. Just because I have a slight speech impediment from being shot in the chin and have a Hillbilly accent does not mean that I don’t have my own thoughts. I don’t act like it, but my IQ is over 200 (Yes, I do read the forums for a good laugh).

Now, I am not going to go into what most everyone already knows about the true origins of these two Holidays. Not my purpose here. What I do want to talk about is all the damn hypocrisy I see at this time. Let’s see, where to start . . .yeah. Toys for Tots. What a fu***** load of horse****!

Do people really think that a child laying awake at night with their belly’s rumbling and freezing because there ain’t enough heat or blankets, gives a rat’s ass about a damn toy? Give me a break! I know I didn’t. Yeah, I was one of those kids more than once. And what about after the “Season for Giving?” Most people go back to doing what they do best. TURNING THEIR BACKS!

You see, the way I see this is that these people try to make themselves feel good. They don’t really give a damn about others. Just themselves. We’ve all seen them. They walk out of a store, on their way to their $100,000 SUV and drop a few coins into the Salvation Army bell-ringer’s pot. Makes ‘em feel all warm inside. “I just helped a poor child have a wonderful Christmas with a used toy. It makes me feel so good about myself.” I wished people like that had those “used toys” shoved up their asses!

Oh . . . and to those “Bell Ringers.”  The next one of you that points that damn bell at me and wishes me a Merry Christmas is going to get that bell rammed up your ass.

The Salvation Army. What a joke. I have witnessed how those “Army of God” soldiers really treat people! They treat them like crap! The comedian Robin Williams once said, “Reality, what a concept.” No shit! The “reality” is that millions of people, and so, so many of them are children, are homeless and hungry. But most only care or pretend to care about this during the Holidays. That’s reality. Damn, what a concept.

Until the human race can care about itself, care about each other, truly care about those in need, it will stay covered in darkness. No matter how much love and light you believe you are projecting, it will not matter. You can have love and light coming out your ass. But until you are ready to physically, emotionally, and spiritually ” take care of each other” you will have nothing but darkness masquerading as love and light.

Read at your own risk.

What in the hell has happened to the men in this country?  I never thought that I would see men in the US of A turn into such pussies.  Where are they?  What’s happened to them?  Well, it seems that most of them are playing around on YouTube, trying to make people believe that they’re men.  Then they’re on Facebook, doing the gods know what, and then they’re sitting around playing war games on their computers, Xboxes, and whatever else is out there — I’m sorry people, this is just crap we don’t keep up with.

This country, with the pussies that think they’re men, in our opinion, can not defend  itself.  I will repeat that.  This country can not defend itself with all of the pussy men that are living in it.

Let’s produce a few examples:

I was recently accused of one of the most vile crimes anyone could be accused of.  This accusation has one purpose and one purpose only:  to try and damage a public image.   So, Jake, I have spoken with the appropriate authorities.  What you posted on YouTube is known as criminal libel.  And I fully intend to prosecute you as far and as long as I can.

As I posted earlier today on Twitter, the nice guy is gone.  Now, you can deal with the monster.  So here is fair warning:  any more of you internet pussies that think you’re men, who want to slander and libel us personally — never about the content of what we say, it’s always about us personally — do it, we’re coming after you with the legal system.

You bastards want a fight?  You’ve got one.  Now let’s move on to more cheerful matters . . .

I was recently sent a copy of an online discussion from someone who claims to have “Cosmic Clearance” and can call MJ12 whenever he wants.  What he wrote really made me have to sit and think for a bit.  And then watching him try and backpedal out of what he said made me have to think even more.

He claimed a poster’s statement about the torture and abuse that we were put through as children by our own government in the MK ULTRA program was just “white noise” to him and the subject didn’t “rock” him.   As we understand what he wrote, it trivialized the entire subject.

What was done to us was not “white noise”.  The most shameful part of his statement that one must take into account is that not only was he referring to us from the past, but those children enduring the torture in the present.  This person, in my opinion, is a sorry excuse for a man and fits right in there with all the rest of these man pussies.

While I was being put through this “white noise” as a child, I begged the torturers to let me die, but they did not.  Before everything is said and done, a lot of people are going to wish they had.

Trying to make yourself appear to be more than what you are “online” is not worth a fiddlers damn when it comes to defending not only yourself, your homes, your families, but this country as well.  And it is an unfortunate fact that the so-called “truth” movement is filled with these men.  There are those who make absurd and ludicrous claims of their past.  There are those that blatantly lie about their credentials — what they were, what their jobs were, what they were in charge of, and what their physical powers are today.

Pussy men.

I see them every day.  I ‘m around them every day.  I read their asinine, vulgar attempts at intellectual speak on the internet every day.  Were it not so sickening, it would be laughable.  This country, ladies and gentlemen, dear readers, with the present state that it now finds itself in, and with the mindset of the majority of the so-called men in this country, I can say with utter disgust and shame — We.  Are.  Fucked.

What the hell happened?  Well, as I have said many times, the internet was one of mankind’s greatest achievements but also one of its greatest downfalls.  It is a proven fact that most people would do just about anything they can as long as they think they can get away with it.

The internet has allowed that to a great extent.  It has allowed people to say vulgarities, inaccuracies, and just blatant lying bullshit that they would never say to an individual face to face.  Gee, I don’t know, but I was always told if you want to say something, be ready to back it up.  As strange as this sounds, I can respect someone walking up to my face and taking a swing at me, but for scum on the internet who try to hide behind anonymity and false names, I have no respect.

Worst of all, are those who make the claim that they are “working for the better good”, while yet lying through their teeth.  There are those out there in the truth movement who even have their own little internet broadcasts, that are so full of themselves, and so full of bullshit, they stink.  They constantly tell their listeners, while trying to build themselves up even higher on their own pedestals, that they are there for them.  Get over yourselves.

I am reminded of a quote from a documentary from decades ago, narrated by the late Lorne Green (yes, him), when he says “Men today:  to hell with ‘em”.  Maybe Mr. Green was a psychic that was seeing the future, hell I don’t know, but I know that with the  men in this country today, I have to agree.  To hell with ‘em.

And, boys and girls, hell is exactly what’s coming.  So, all you manly men out there, making all your claims about being this and being that — what are you going to do when hell and death knock on your front door? And make no mistake.  It will.  We as a nation, we as a people, and the human race and even the world –we have gone past the event horizon.  There is no turning back.

You people have spent so many years, so much time, invested so much effort in trying to talk like men, you never learned how to act like men.  And now we will all pay the price.

So, from the bottom of our heats, we want to thank all you manly men, all you pussy men, who think you’re the toughest internet poster out there.  Making our job and defending the human race just that much tougher.  We would not walk into combat with any of you in our group.  None of you.  So please stay on YouTube, stay on Facebook, stay on your game consoles, and stay the hell out of our way when the shit hits the fan.  Keep doing your little silly “put me on a pedestal” internet shows, continue making your outrageous claims of cosmic clearance and being in charge of groups, etc.  Continue on, please.  We would rather have you there, out of our way.  It’s that much less worry we have concerning friendly fire.

Because, make no mistake.  War is coming.  And this is a war you people could not fathom.  You could not wrap your minds around what’s really going to happen, because your minds stopped growing at about age 11.

Personally, we’re tired of waiting.  Let’s just get this thing started, get it over with, so we can start the rebuilding process.  We’re a little tired of dealing with amateurs trying to kill us.

So, readers, you have two choices:  Get ready, or stick your heads back down the shitter, where you’ve had them for years and years.  The choice is yours.  We know what side we’re going to stand and fight on.  Time you made yours.

I have been known by and called by many names in my life:  Code names, nicknames, vulgar names, funny names — you name it.  But there is one name that I am known by, up until this very moment, by very, very few.  And this name, before it’s over, will make some people shudder down to their knees.

That name is Dragon Lord.

Until the next post.

Friends.

To be friends with us comes at a risk.  We really should have cards printed up that say “Be Our Friend At Your Own Risk”.  This is not a joke, and we are not saying this to be taken lightly.  We have had many people come into our sphere over the past several years, only to have major life changing events take place within their own lives.  And none of them good.

We have also had many people seek our friendship, only with the hope of getting “inside” to gather information to take back.  Take it back where, is anyone’s guess.  We have our ideas.

To what few, true friends that we have, we would like to say THANK YOU.  We know it has not been easy.  Being friends with us is never easy and, in all fairness, it isn’t easy on us either.  There are times and situations that create scenarios where we must disappear.  Not only from the internet, but from friends, family, acquaintances — we literally must disappear.

Not all of these reasons for our disappearing are due to the alphabet soup agencies.  More often than not, it comes from, to quote Jim Butcher, the Never never.  We battle dark forces on a daily (and nightly) basis.  Not only demonics, but everything from necromancers to black magicians hooked in to government boosting machines.  Yes, these are real.

To all of our real friends, we hope you understand when we send word that we must disappear for a time.  Trust us, it is for your safety and well being.  We have had far too many of what are known as fair weather friends who are there when there is something for them to gain, and run to the hills if they think we may need something from them.  We will take the true friends we have (that can be counted on the fingers of one hand with fingers left over) over a thousand of you fair weather friends.

Which leads us into a related subject.  There seem to be groups of people out there that think they know what is best for us — that think they know what we should do and need to do, and they state these facts vehemently and become very disgruntled and downright angry when we tell them they do not know what is best, what is right, and what we need.

What these people fail to understand, also, is that we are the best and often the only resource for ourselves, considering the uniqueness of what we have been through.  We would be perfectly happy agreeing to disagree about the best way to “heal” and “fix” us, but it seems that there are far too many people who treat us like it’s their way or the highway.  We choose the highway.  Every time.

Because what these people don’t realize is that much of what they suggest is so dangerous, it could get people — ourselves and others – killed.  This is reality folks, not pretend.  And this is not a game of amusement.  This is a game of life and death.  So excuse us if we do not avail ourselves of your services.  Again, as stated above, it is purely for the safety and well being of everyone involved.  And again, so many of our so-called friends end their so-called friendships with us when they find that they cannot control us or that we refuse to work with them.

Some are the “new age” people claiming to be extreme psychics (yeah, as a doorknob).  Some are the right-wing Christians who continually, over and over and over, tell us that we have demons inside of us.  Uhhhh…guys….if we had demons inside of us then why the hell do we have to fight them every day? i.e. the ones that are sent to try and take us out.

Most of these people are well-intentioned.  However, some are just think-they-know-it-all busybodies who couldn’t find their ass with a flashlight and both hands (hey, we never said this was a “G” rated blog).

So, with all of that said, Russ Dizdar, stop having people e-mail us, ok?

There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.

The world is filled with ignorance.  There are many different types of ignorance, and many different types of ignorant people.

The dictionary defines ignorance thusly: