Dark Stars & Yellow Matter Custard
“Yellow matter custard
dripping from a dead dog's eye."
-- John Lennon, I am the Walrus, 1968
In the late spring, when all the other kids in the neighborhood were having fun, I was tasked with fixing the fence around the pasture. My favorite area was high up on the mountain, where I could see the entire valley below, far from any house -- especially my parents. I would take breaks at the edge of the woods, and quench my thirst from the open springs where clear, cold water ran.
I remember smelling smoke one afternoon. I made my way a short distance into the woods, and encountered the neighborhood Elder outside a small shack. He explained this was where he boiled sap to make his annnual supply of maple syrup. We sat on tree stumps and explained the correct process: always keep it boiling at the lowest level possible. Use dead wood from the forest's floor, because it gives off less heat than the firewood used to heat a house in the winter. Be patient, because the slow boil brings out the essence of maple syrup.
I found myself thinking of this when VP Harris was boiling the sap early in their debate. One could see he was simmering by looking at his eyes. Part way through, of course, she turned up the heat and scorched him. In my mind, I thought of this when I saw clips of the abdominal snowflake and Laura Loomer ivading each other's personal space. For certain behaviors reflect the boiled-down, truest essence of a human being.
For some time now, I have noted that the felon is a sociopath. In the first of my series of interviews with Dr. Bandy Lee for DU, we noted that one could substitute the words psychopath or malignant narcissist. Under extreme pressure -- as noted in that interview -- sociopaths can experience brief psychotic episodes. It does not mean that they will exhibit the full range of symptoms associated with major mental illnesses. Rather, it means that they are not in touch with reality for periods of time. These are commonly known as "melt downs," where the person's speech and behavior indicates a seriously troubled mind. They can be part of the overall larger process that the defendent is experiencing.
In psychology, this is known as the process of decomposition. Often, lay people think of this in the context an animal (including human) dying, bloating, decaying, and becoming skeletonized. Readers who have watched CSI-Miami know that investigators can often date the time of death by studying the insects feasting on a bloated corpse. While this is generally distinct from the psychological process, when considering the felon, I think they tend to apply. But before we get to the insects buzzing around the bloated felon, let's look at other related factors.
When an individual experiences the psychological process due to stress, there are a number of factors that come into play. Physical health, including the aging process, is one. A pre-existing mental illness or personality disorder come next. The stress causes the individual to become claustrophic in their thinking. Their thinking becomes obsessive, as they seek some type of relief -- however brief -- from the stress. Little by little, they recognize that their usual tactics are being stripped away, as if those insectss werebeginning to feast on the flesh of the corpse.
There is an obsessive attempt to deny the reality of their situation, specifically what is the source of their stress. For example, if one is facing a potentially painful legal trial, there will be an attempt to stop time from ticking away. Their formerly tried and true tactic of lying is not getting the desired result. They compartmentalize, and inhabit the formlessness behind form. (Older folks who did LSD 50 years ago may find this sounds familiar.) They seek to find a safe place in the lower levels of their conscious mind to avoid the threat of this bad trip.
This isn't merely the felon lying. Or gaslighting. Or his attempts to will something into being. Things are shifting, and the felon is becoming more unbalanced. This is not the entertainer on stage, though it is indeed can be entertaining to watch. An example was found in the debate. VP Harris was not the opponent he had hoped she would be. She was winning early on, and he knew it. She had gotten in a few zingers, and he was getting angry. Anger is, of course, how he does fear. Then she landed her best shot him by speaking about people leaving his rallies. One has to fully appreciate how rally size is at the core of his understanding, central to his experience of ego syntonic state.
He knows he needs to win the presidency to avoid serious legal consequences. He had prepared for a re-match with President Biden for years. His campaign invested millions for that eventuality. Then Biden steps aside, being replace by a non-white female. The felon has great disrespect for all women. Always has. He has had contempt for non-white women. But now, not only does his life include black prosecutors and judges, but they exercise power over him. Then along comes Kamala Harris, and she's creating excitement that has brought her ahead in the polls.
In most of the debate, he was simply lying. But in the one moment where he was out of control, he blabbed about immigrants consuming pet cats and dogs. It went viral, because the felon did not appear stable. He wasn't. His handlers had instructed him to stick to the economy, immigration, and connecting VP Harris to President Biden -- but to not mention cats and dogs. This wasn't a brilliant plan to distract from Project 2025, etc. It was the product of a desparate mind closing in on itself.
When the sociopath implodes, it increases what -- for lack of better term -- is his gravitational force. His being sucks hatred in closer.Thus, we witness Laura Loomer hugging him, and his brain-dead cult members threatening the immigrants he placed the bull's eye on. Threats to schools and even hospitals. For the felon will demand social chaos and blood in the streets before losing to a non-white woman, and being forced to submit to the rule of law. This is the Level One threat the felon now poses.
There is a Level Two. When the bloated felon, who had long thought himself a star, implodes, there is explosion. Matter is sent out and scatters, creating Durkheim's "disorganized dust of individuals," imbalanced freaks who find themselves isolated, abandoned by reality, unattached to any moral or ethical compass. We see this beginning now.
If you are out in publi, be awake. Be aware. Use situational awareness. We will get through a rough time, and together we will come out better for it.
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Thank you. 
