In real time it’s hard to get people’s attention.  Maybe it’s because most people need group validation that something happened or not.  Or maybe it’s the fact that distance makes it ok to enter the scene of the crime.  It’s hard to understand, but real time is when people don’t want to talk, won’t take action, won’t make a stand, won’t give an opinion… they want to get away from you and let it marinate while they take the temperature of the room.

We used to laugh at a shifty A&R guy who’d listen to your record and give you no read as to whether he liked it or not, because in truth he had no musical ears at all.  He wanted to hear from his staff.  The joke between us became “Ok, thanks let me play it for my staff and i’ll let you know what i think”.

Someone who can take action in an emergency, whether it’s getting in the car and driving there to literally drain people’s homes or help them get through a life threatening spot, donating money, clothing, food, whatever one can.  These are rare people but we need everyone.

North Carolina is in real time right now.  None of it makes any sense.  Pull out a map of the US and look at the geography, let alone the topography of how inland and mountainous these parts are, then imagine that Helene decided to pick on this one mountain spot.  From the sea.

It reminds me of the cars burning into liquid metal on the highways of Lahaina, or the trees burning from the inside out in Paradise, CA.  It’s a hard discussion to have because we don’t know the truth.  Only some of us are willing to admit we’re being lied to on a grand scale.  Others will admit it years from now, but at that point it’s far too late.

“Is your wife cheating on you?”  ‘Yes.’  “Ok conspiracy theorist, how?”  ‘Well, I don’t know but….’ “See, you know nothing and are just full of crazy notions!  Maybe you need medication.”  ‘No, I know because she works late and doesn’t answer her phone when I call anymore’.  “You mean she’s busy?  Can’t a woman be busy?”  ‘Yes that’s not what I’m saying but…’

You get the rest.  To be lied to doesn’t mean you have all the answers, but it doesn’t mean you’re a theorist either.  You just have no way of telepathically getting facts.  The ones that ridicule you for this are seriously either the dumbest people on the planet or the most destructive.  They either need to feel smart about knowing what their TV’s said, or they want the destruction of America.  It’s one of the two.

Do you really think John Kerry is so smart he can predict climate change as our most existential threat?  This guy is dumb as a rubber hammer.  He’s never done a thing in his life to improve this planet for anyone but himself.  He’s a skull & boner who knows what H.A.A.R.P. is called today, and what they’re capable of with frequency, laser and the magnification of each.

Do you really believe Bill Gates has some sort of qualification that possesses him to determine whether a vaccine is good for every man, woman and child to take?  Especially when you learn that he owns the patent on the vaccine?  Good God you can’t even get every man, woman and child to eat a peanut.  Tens of thousands would die.

But for some reason we give Bill Gates a pass for having our best interests in mind.  For some reason we still have to withstand the grinding nails on a chalkboard voice of these insidious creatures from the black lagoon like John Kerry, Kamala Harris, Lindsay Graham, Nancy Pelosi, Alexandria oh forget it the list is too long.

Real time is happening now.  Do something, anything.  Donate.  Do your own research.  Spread the word.

And if you prefer I’d play music and keep to myself about the state of the world, our time is running out.  Music means to me what 750.00 means to a person standing waist deep in water in the living rooms of North Carolina right now.  Squat.

Remember the Al Pacino film and true story ‘Serpico’?  The entire NYPD precinct was on the take and took no prisoners.  They’d perform shakedowns, gun drops, whatever it took to frame and punish anyone not willing to go along, even another cop.  Frank Serpico, a rookie, joins the force as an undercover officer, learns of the corruption and has a moment of self debate.  His conclusion was to fight.  He took a bullet and almost lost his life, but he couldn’t live with himself to go along with the mob.

I think this is the moment we realize… The world can’t work like this.

I recently wrote something about P. Diddy on FB and took it down.  I understand that a certain percentage of people are living in the 2 dimensional world of cable and mainstream news.  Rachel, Sean, Joe & Mika, all the late night hosts.  There’s really no debating with it.  You either wake from it or you don’t.  It’s like having a choice of eating homemade pie and ice cream with organic and fresh ingredients, but seeing half the public choose Skittles, because the wrapper.  To some it means professional and not poison- when in truth it’s just the opposite.

Julian Assange recently spoke at the Parliamentary Assembly of the Council of Europe in Strasbourg, France.  In his speech, he reveals crimes, intimidations, political corruption and attempts on his life and family… and he names names.  After 10 years of imprisonment and torture, this is a kind of tenacious and mental ferocity most of us aren’t comfortable with.  It’s not Skittles.  He spoke about Mike Pompeo and the CIA.  I strongly suggest you listen to or read his speech.  He’s not only the bravest of the brave, but he’s an honest man.  He understands the world can’t work like this.  His life is but a mere blip compared to the billions who will follow him and what they may have to endure if life keeps on this way.

So when I hear about the latest findings in the house of P. Diddy, followed by things like ‘Hollywood is going down!’ or ‘This house of cards is going to fall’ … that’s not names.  It’s like saying ‘It’s the globalists!’.   Yes, it is… but who?  If you don’t know who, then you might as well say ‘It’s the boogeymen!’.  Assange tried to warn us of a code these creeps were using, but it included the beloved Barack Obama and the public just wouldn’t have it.

After decades of this Oz, I’ve grown literally nauseous of words like ‘investigation’, ‘special council’, ‘congressional hearing’ etc.  It’s a straight up dog & pony show.  We get to hear a duplicitous politician like Lindsay Graham go before TV cameras and sound off, like he’s really doing something about it.  Elliot Spitzer I think it was… he grilled the wireless network executives about 5G towers years ago, and had they done any research at all as to the harmful effects of these radioactive devices located now on every other city block.  The answer was no, and that was that.  Nothing. Poof. Over.

So excuse me if I’ve lost my patience for hearing about things like baby oil and dildos, J Lo and Ben etc.  I want criminals to pay for their crimes.  Hey let’s start with Mike Pompeo!

My father was pretty religious.  A Catholic.  I was raised that way and give a lot of credit to Catholic teachings for a lot of reasons.  Yet honestly if there were a saint with a scroll at the end of my life, judging if I were a good Catholic or a bad one, uh…

In the early 80’s, my girlfriend introduced me to Scientology, and so I went with that for a few years.  Turns out they wanted me to hit up my parents to mortgage their home to pay them for auditing.  That was the end of Scientology.  But what I did glean out of the many books and courses in 3 years proved to shape my stronger side today.

Buddhism is not something I’ve ever really practiced, but have flirted with reading about.  Learning some of it’s teachings as well as the Tao.  So much wisdom and things to use in daily life here.

Hinduism same.  I love what they teach about Reincarnation, Karma, Sanskars.  It’s helped me heal from betrayal and so many other negative acts, where honestly other faiths failed.

Eckhart Tolle and practicing the Power Of Now has been invaluable for 18 years now.  Learning how to be present is finding joy.  You can honestly be happier in silence, sitting among trees and wildlife than any fancy car or home in the world.  Not easy, but with practice it comes into view, much like an autostereogram, if you remember those.

Anyway, my dad had a saying.  When things weren’t going my way he’d often say ‘well Jude, sometimes God says no’.  And that always stuck with me.  Sometimes God says no, or he’s like an usher that holds you back from entering a club about to go up in flames.  In my older age it’s been key to listen to that subtle voice.  Some call it God, some the universe, premonition, instinct, gut feeling, whatever.  We all have it, but the lower the vibration we are, the farther from it we become, thus hardest to act on.

So in the past there’ve been many things said about my music career like ‘the man was cheated’.  ‘most underrated and under appreciated’… things like that.  And while I honestly do appreciate the sentiments and know they come from the best place, the truth is that my life couldn’t have worked out better on the professional front.  I feel like the hand of God, universe, all the above put an arm out and prevented me from entering that rock star velvet rope club that today is literally up in flames.  It’s never really been attractive to me, but now less than ever.  The things one has to do, especially as a female to ‘make it’ are appalling.  Katy Perry’s latest VMA performance is a perfect example.  She’s not coming up with these concepts on her own.  She’s answering to someone.  She’s being handled.  Like many before her have said, the top stars have handlers.  MK Ultra is all about this.  No thank you.

If you watch the lyric video for ‘New Universe’ you’ll notice there’s an extra eye at the bottom of the screen every time there’s a single eye in the center.  That’s because the ‘one eye’ sign is a huge symbolic devotion to the cult.  You can look these things up for yourself.  This is not me spitballing.  There’s a cool site called vigilantcitizen.com where music and entertainment are the main focus, and how indoctrinated into satanic and illuminati symbolism the creators, artists and video directors are to this cult, and how the line forms around the block… meaning millions want in, but only a handful are chosen.  It’s a Studio 54 in it’s heyday, where the bouncer cherry picks the look that fits the agenda of the club.

In most cases, you show early signs of success with your art, then the club comes knocking, almost never the other way around.  And I know this sounds crazy.  I honestly don’t even want to believe it.  But after many years of digging, research, and being enough involved to have a panoramic view, all roads lead to a spiritual crossroads.  Robert Johnson pun intended.

So this last week I had a kind of major computer problem and had to buy a new machine.  A tech friend who helps me with these matters said it’s best not to do a migration as you may end up transferring the problem over to the new guy.  Consequently I’ve spent each day trying to get every app, instrument and plugin installed from the distributor website to my new studio computer.  !!! 

I honestly wouldn’t wish this on anyone.  For this A.D.D. brain i’m ready to punch the sky when I walk out of here each evening.

I hope to be back soon, and congrats to… drumroll… of all people Dr. Tom Ebalo for winning a signed “View” vinyl on YouTube!

Next contest will be a Start The Car poster, rolled and signed.

Best to all-

Much Love,
Jude

From the opening piano, stumbling gently down the stairs of time like a sad old barfly… “Funny How Time Slips Away”, the George Jones 2005 masterpiece encapsulates everything signature about the old, authentic Nashville.