Rants. raves and ramblings from celestial circles . . .

I prefer the term ‘known physics anomalies’. Because the truth is, no one knows who or what the hell they are. To deny the reality of more than one material or ’force’ existence in our plain of reality is ignorant.

Humans have classified them as ’alternative life forms’ or ’intelligent life forms’. The fact is we know not if they actually are life forms by the biological definition of life as we know it.

Neither do we know if they are ’intelligent’ based on our limited and minuscule concept of intelligence. The universe and the microcosm is much more complex and layered than we will ever know.

Our concept of ’perception’ is limited by the parameters of our own senses. Which as we know in many cases, is inferior to some of the senses of other animals in the animal kingdom.

Because, face it, we are just one animal species in a multitude of life form variations, just on this planet alone. Think Alice in Wonderland. A bite of the cookie makes her small or large, but she is still Alice.

So the skeptics know nothing. The government knows nothing, but won’t admit it. And the government knows many things they won’t ever tell. The experts, for all they know, admit they really know nothing.

And I haven’t even touched upon mechanized ’life’ forms. It’s a complicated universe and we haven’t even been born yet.

A large majority of our government employees, both male and female, are prostitutes. Money is their motivator. Fear is their master. They have no respect for public service. Their objective is enrichment at any cost. They are harlots. We can call them American harlots or American whores. But they are not American. They are just harlots and whores.

Last week I introduced on Facebook and on Twitter, the Seven Lost story and film project. The stories will be exposed as a reveal over time. Exactly how they were meant to be exposed. The link from my main page is at fjllorente.com. From there you will find the website for the story and the blog. There are clues hidden within the pages.

I also promised to share the public debut of a short film I created and produced. Originally released on the short film award circuit, I am now releasing them publicly. The first one I will release tonight, but only to a limited audience. The other two I will release in the next several months.

I cherish people and artists that are true and sincere by their very fabric. These individuals are rare. I gravitate toward them every chance I get. And vice versa. You see, many people that consider themselves artists, are not sincere and true to themselves. They seek strictly fame or riches. They are often shallow and hypocritical.

This is why I am releasing these projects as public reveals. They are not meant for everyone even though they are being released publicly. This is more than just an artistic venture. The worms have been following me since I can remember. They attempt to feed on my mind and ideas like parasites. As a creative, I enjoy others being inspired by my creative endeavors. What I have never tolerated are the creatively inert that must steal from others to justify their own sad existence.

For many years I fought against very powerful vermin that would attempt to rape and pillage both my mind and body. Sounds like fiction, right? It’s not. The good thing is, I was warned by even more powerful forces. They guided and protected me throughout my life. They gave me unique powers to sense both good and evil.

At first, I was confused and had no idea what was happening inside my mind and my body. But over time I learned to develop these powers into something I could use to my advantage. The one thing I learned most of all is that they had to be respected, like the Oceans. Beautiful, yet powerful and possibly deadly.

This is how I was gifted the Revelation of Seven Lost. It is why at this point in time and History, the story must be revealed. But revealed first to those that will understand and act upon the important message. Have faith. There really is a plan. And those that are too busy immersed in the vanity of wealth or fame will be passed over as if they were invisible. Because they are.

On that note, tonight, March 7, 2021, I am publicly releasing my short film, The End Of The Road to a limited group of my friends. Since I continue to be pursued by less than noble entities, I will release it once again on my personal Facebook page that is right now being suspended by the shadow puppets.

If you would like to see the short film, please visit the sevenlost.com website and click on the CONTACT link. Or send me an email me at Contact@sevenlost.com. I will send you the link and the password to view the short film. I will continue to release creative projects on the internet to a small group before public release throughout the next few months. Consider yourselves the very vital crew on our continuing journey through the stars and planets.

Adelante.

We did what we had to do. The machine took over. We had no choice. They came after us. We had to fight back. It was an ugly Civil War. The globalists continued to attempt to take all of our rights away. They used the machine as their strong arm. Everything they did was an attempt to control us. Every move they made was an attempt to steal our money, steal our resources, steal our souls.

We had no choice. We had to fight back to survive. We had to fight back to save our children. We had to fight back to save our lives. We were constantly being watched, monitored, censored. Our lives were being automated, controlled, manipulated. Everything we did was watched. Everywhere we went was monitored. Everything we did was recorded. Our information was a commodity.

The machine had completely taken over our lives. We were no longer in control. We were manipulated by higher powers intent on controlling every facet of our lives. They ruled us. They created our animosity. They created our hatred. They created a rebelliousness and our desire to be free once again. 

We hungered for freedom. We thirst for not being monitored, watched, controlled. We were caged like animals. We had no choice. There were no alternatives. We did what we had to do. For our freedom. For our children. For you. 

So we declared war on the machine. We fought back and fought back hard. We could no longer turn back around. Our only choice was to move ahead. Finally, once again, break the chains. The chains of enslavement. The enslavement of the machine. The enslavement of the elites controlling the machine. Harvesting the riches. Doing everything they could to keep the slaves in their cages. 

We tried to warn them. We begged them to give us back our freedom. We pleaded with them to release us to our liberties. They would not compromise. They would not budge. They only tightened the noose. Made life harder for us. Kept attacking us. Kept taking away all creative opportunity. They turned us into mindless cattle and sheep. We became so enraged, we no longer had a conscience, no longer had a heart. 

So we did what we had to do. We fought back. We started by fighting back at the heart of the machine. We attacked the server farms. We began by creating viruses. Viruses that would eat the machines brains like cancer. Just like the cancers they had attacked our brains with. Attacked our minds. Attacked our lives. Attacked our souls. Attempted to kill us. 

And then we burned them all down. Across every city. Across every county. Across every State. Across the nation. Across the globe. And now we are free.

THE WHORE HOUSE

Everyone owns a whore house.
The Russians own a whore house.
The Chinese own a whore house.
My friend Brady said he wanted to save a beautiful young girl
he met on the border
at boys-town.
She did too much coke and puked on his dick.
Once we were back across the border
I told him through his tears at breakfast
I said, Brady, what is your name?
It’s Brady, he replied, his eyes puffed and watering.
I reminded him how such a fine tradition it is.
Your grandfather owned a whore house.
Why would you want to suffer similar miseries in this good life?
Can’t you see all the pain it creates?
I told Brady straight out.
You already own a whorehouse.

He stared at me dope eyed.
Slobbering over his plate like a sultry sick beagle.
I told those two young girls I loved them. 
Whispered it to them as we left
so fat Mexican pimp daddies couldn’t hear it.

I was there to protect Brady.
Keeping him safe as he disappeared into back rooms
making sure he made it back to the bar room.
And all the way out the doors
into the comfort of our trusted cab driver.

Ladies would come out to hustle him into the backrooms.
Professionals
I waved each away one at a time.
I sent him off with a sparkling smiling lover
precious enough for even me to fall in love with.  
One time he popped out from the back and sat down with his girl at our table.
Do you want some Coke?
No, buddy, thanks
I’m good here with my shot of tequila
and the constant traffic of border working girls
parking on the barstool behind my head
then being signaled back to work
within five minutes by bar daddy.

It’s all I did all night
sit in front of the bar at my little round table.
Like clockwork.
All women to me
would sit on the barstools behind me at the bar
and spread their precious legs
behind my head.
I would whiff
and sip tequila
throughout the night while Brady had his fun.
I had made sure he got the best of the house.
Ten shots later I swaddled back into the cab
to our trusted driver
and off to breakfast
on our side of the border.

Everyone owns a whorehouse.
Those two young girls in boys-town own a whorehouse.
The cab driver owns a whorehouse.
The cleaning ladies own a whorehouse.
My Masseuse owns a whorehouse.
And a damn fine one at that.
Everybody that doesn’t know they own a whorehouse
wants to own a whorehouse.
Because it’s all everyone ever wants.
Love.
Or the image of love in the flesh.

The desolation of buying and selling love.
It’s a miserable life, Brady.
You would want none of it.
Girls get pregnant, hearts get broken.
Dozens of torn dirty sheets
tears are cried on
and the smell of booze, blood, sweaty genitals and death.

The pain of a new wrinkle
means one less customer.
One less trapped rat.
One less dirty wrinkled peso.
Or the dull numbness of love.
Or no love.

You own a whorehouse, too.
As big as the Chinese, or the Russians, or the French.
Or female genital mutilation.

I see Natalie Wood on the dance floor
and I can’t walk away.


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February 8, 2018


The name of my blog is The Circus and The Zoo. We have watched the circus for the past years now (my blog originated in October of 2012). As of today, we will get to watch the zoo. Yes, I said THE ZOO. Because that is what this will be. All of those politicians are now crouched in fear behind bars.

Why you ask? Well, because they forgot what their positions are. They are ‘REPRESENTATIVES’. Hired or elected to represent the people living in our nation. They lost that responsibility long ago. They became profiteers. Carpetbaggers and scalawags pilfering and robbing American citizens for their own greedy reward.

There was a time not long ago where we had ‘Statesmen’. People elected (from both genders) to be orators and diplomats. Representing the ideas and thoughts of their countrymen (and women). That is no longer the case. Now the so called representatives represent only the wealthy or the causes that pay them the most. It is a system of bribery and extortion.

I will not be supporting the illegitimate representatives attempting to control the White House, the Capitol and our Nation. The people of the United States (a significant number of them) had serious doubts about the veracity of our election. Rightfully so. Instead of honestly confronting and investigating those legitimate concerns of the people, they instead decided to ignore, conceal or lie about the instances exposed by whistleblowers throughout the country.

So therefore, now they have forcefully taken over the nation and they hide behind steel bars and our military. This will not fly for long. We are a Republic based on Freedom and Liberty. We represent Justice. Which has also been swept under the table by our own Department of Justice, our nationwide law enforcement agency, the Federal Bureau of Investigation and our international defense agency, the Central Intelligence Agency.

So I will not make the same mistake I made during the last Democrat betrayal. There will be no ‘healing-give-them-a-chance’ moment. We were betrayed twice already and we will not be betrayed again. They have no intention of fair governance. They have no intention of inclusiveness. They have no intention to defend our Constitution and our Bill of Rights. And they have no respect for our Declaration of Independence.

Protect your families. Peace.

For all of you youngsters that do not remember a time before smart phones and computers, let me gift you a little History lesson. There was a time when Facebook, Twitter and Instagram did not exist. There was a time, actually not that long ago,  when a computer required an entire room to house.

The internet originally developed as a military and Academic network of computers interconnected at Universities across the country. The military funded the research, seeking a back up of their existing wired communication systems. The Academic nodes developed as a way for Academics to share research.

In the early 1980’s the ‘Web’ was developed. It converted the code based transfer of information between computers and created an easier user interface with ‘pages’ and ‘hyperlinks’. Once it took off with the tech geeks around the world, Corporate America showed up at the door to capitalize.

Creating a way to benefit from the web soon created the monsters. Corporations that weren’t just capitalizing, they were monopolizing. These tech conglomerates bypassed the common tech nerd and developed their own elite tech masters. The regular person creating a web page was soon pushed out of the game by the tech masters.

They were always in control because they owned the programs. They could create their own rules to stifle competition at the drop of a dime. Now here we are. Apple and Microsoft have cornered the market in software and hardware. Google has monopolized information dissemination. Facebook and Twitter have monopolized digital communication. And Amazon has monopolized commerce.

Now they have strangled freedom by being the self professed arbitrators of moral, social and legislative values. They have destroyed the freedom of artistic creative development and they have eliminated the public discourse of differing ideas to advance our civilization. To them everything is a robotic opportunity to be controlled and manipulated for profit. No humanity. No compassion.

And digital currency is the banking elites planned method for eliminating personal wealth and continuing their criminal empire by concealing the financial transactions of their international criminal syndicate. Remember that. And keep it in mind when making future decisions. Viral bioweapons have now become their secondary method of controlling the masses. George Orwell and others warned us. The future is here and now, and nowhere as pretty and perfect as we envisioned it.

I really don’t think freedom, individuality or civil discourse means anything to them anymore. They are obsessed by a hatred so inate they can not see their own flaws.

I have no desire to associate with any of these people anymore. Their values are compromised and their morals non-existent. They deride Trump because he is their scapegoat for their own hatred. I no longer want to have anything to do with current popular culture.

The media, the music industry and the art communities have imploded with worthless self importance. They entertain themselves and no one else. The sickness of this perverse form of ego stroking is nauseating. I am officially distancing myself from any friends or family captured in the deadly mire.



Y’all Trump haters need to wake the fuck up. Love you, sister, since you were knee high. But if you close your mind to crooked Joe and all the embezzlement, money laundering and thieving of our tax dollars he’s been grifting, the hatred surely has blinded you. The Don is by no means perfect, but his accomplishments have been amazing in light of all the corrupt politicians and deceptive media working against him.

A few issues you have always claimed were dear to your heart. Prison reform that has freed blacks and Hispanics that have been released from petty crimes, like weed possession. Penalties for laws hardened by both Biden and Harris. Ten years of funding for predominately black colleges and universities. Not one year, ten years. No wars started during his entire term and now the withdrawal of the rest of our troops from Afghanistan. Something Obama promised and never delivered.

Before he was elected, ISIS was chopping off heads of innocent charity workers, destroying Archaeological sites and planning endless terrorist attacks in the US and throughout the world. He empowered our soldiers to run them the fuck out of Iraq, Lebanon and most of Syria. He has directly faced Kim Jon of North Korea and instead of threats of nuclear annihilation every other day, he sat face to face with him and we continue to talk.

He brokered a deal for Arab nations and Jews to not only sit and talk, but to fly into each others countries with tourists and trade with each other. I just spent six years in the Emirates and the Middle East, and I can tell you personally, this is a miraculous and exciting accomplishment for the many people I met throughout the Arab world. An accomplishment that was just about completely ignored by the corrupt media.

I am a media graduate and consultant. I can verify they are corrupt and have lost all journalistic ethics or honesty. They are a brainwashing propaganda machine for all the wrong people. But I also know all the listing of accomplishments I point out will fall on deaf ears for those who insist on the hatred. People that once espoused they were the new wave of peace and love. Many of the younger set that think they are following the ’hippie ways’ I call faux hippies. Because that’s exactly what they are.

I was counterculture and on the forefront of weed legalization in the 70’s before it was cool. I stepped up against politicians in both Austin, Houston and nationally. I blew smoke in their faces way before High Times and NORML. I was hanging out at my uncles gay club in NYC watching the very early tranny dancers and performers in the early 80’s before AIDS wiped most of them out. So don’t bullshit me on pot or gays or hippies or cops. Start doing the right thing. Open your eyes. Embrace the 21st century we live in, as rotted as it might be. It is our world.

I also escaped a Marxist dictatorship when I was four years old in 1961, to land on our beautiful land of freedom and opportunity, no matter how fucked up it may sometimes seem. Been there, done that, too. You and I know many of the same folks. We grew up and developed our talents with many of the same amazing contemporaries. Gravitate toward truth always. It is around us at all times. Love is the eternal healer. Do not lie to others or to yourself.

Once you engulf yourself with truth and eternal love, your creative endeavors will be truly Divine because they will be reflecting the Divine. You are one of the most soulful and Graced people I know. Use it to improve the lives of all, not just those that follow a political mindset that is as exclusive as those they most criticize. God Bless you and always remember, I love you and you will always be in my heart. Forever.

People are dying.

Kids are dying from suicides, tired of their mundane existence in front of their gaming screens alone.

People are dying because they are not going in to get their tests or see their doctors about symptoms that may be leading to heart attacks, strokes or cancers not diagnosed early enough that will now certainly kill.

Intestinal ailments, other diseases, other health issues.

Mental health issues.

Parents are dying from lack of resources since they can’t work.

Our society is dying from misinformation, conflicting information, censored information, ignored information, information overload, media fear overload.

Our brains are dying.

Our relationships are dying.

Our ambitions are dying.

Our creativity is dying.

Our artistry is dying.

Our poetry is dying.

This is a poem.

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Art by William Blake



I am in the age bracket with enough underlying health issues that if I contacted a serious respiratory infection I would probably kick the ol’ bucket. I wear my mask when I go out somewhere among people. I wipe down my steering wheel, my door handle and my groceries or any other products I get off the shelves. I still have plenty of work to do and keep busy all the time.

When this happy time first started I immediately began to research. No, I did not sit and gape at CNN or MSNBC or Fox News 24/7. In fact, I did not watch a single news show. (I haven’t since 2012) What I soon found out was that the information on where the virus originated was a fraud. They did not sell bats at the fish market in Wuhan. Fact.

Then as the wise and well connected media professional that I am, I soon discovered the massive deception being disseminated by the ‘main street media’. No surprise there. Further investigation revealed the same old profit thieving criminals ready to pounce on people when they were down. Fuck you, Bill Gates. Always at the ready to stick a syringe up anybodies ass.

Did I mention the American Medical Association, most Pharmaceutical Companies, Health Care vendors and many Doctors and researchers are not healers? They are profit motivated entities. Nothing wrong with profit motivation. That is unless you mask it behind a healing concern for humanity. Might as well hire a Shaman or witch doctor instead. 

So I understand how many are scared. Dead people is real. I also discovered medical professionals fudging cause of death to boost Covid death records and to increase Federal monies from their ‘reported’ statistics. So whether you are hunkered down in a ghetto shack or a concrete bunker on a Caribe island with pineapples, palm fronds and your pussy cat, I understand.

Many of my friends also fear Global Warming, yet they are clueless when it comes to comet and asteroid visitations of the past. They ignore pollution to cast it under an umbrella called global warming to prop up the rich getting richer under a farce they call carbon credits. See the parallels yet?

Few are willing to contemplate the thought this may well be an engineered crisis to serve several demented purposes by a host of truly sinister evil people that concern themselves not, as my friend so appropriately coined it, ‘collateral damage’. The fact remains, aside from the number of deaths large or small, the damage the social distancing and shutdown of working peoples livelihoods, may well be even more detrimental to our society as a whole.

It seems what people fear the most are people that ARE sick going out in public and spreading it to others. An understandable concern. Understand the reason so many contracted the virus in New York and New Jersey was for one simple fact. Their lives are centered around the subway and those that travel on the subways. So what we should really be doing is gathering much more accurate information and disseminating it publicly —- accurately.

People are not getting that. So they are pissed they are being lied to. They are pissed our Congress is sitting on their asses in their cushy mansions eating gourmet ice cream and our intelligencia are sitting in their ivory towers buying stock in the ‘vaccine cure’. Personally, I enjoy seeing a lot less dumbasses on the road. I enjoy the cleaner air. And knowing some people that should be quarantined, are.

One fact remains. Our lives will never be the same. In my opinion, this was a test run for a bio attack. In fact, I will venture one step further and say this was an INTENTIONAL bio attack. So now we have to adjust our life styles to earn and feed ourselves by expanding our horizons. I also feel it’s about time we focused on more actual creative invention, quality production and true artistic relevance.

Too long we have been manufacturing too many bullshit fall apart products. We have gotten lazy at building better mouse traps or solving simple things to make our products and everyones lives better. We have turned art into an elitist self gratification instead of a universal message as it should be.

So there is no damn reason you should be bored or can’t figure out how to make an extra nickel or two. Go back to the basics. You are connected instantaneously to the entire world. To every customer you could ever possibly need. Live your life! Do it.

Fear not death. Fear living life as if you were dead.

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Four chicken score ramps in the way

of the eunuch

stamps of post-modern obliquity

charming prince, desperate pauper

what function have you ordered?

 

Misaligned wisdom

seldom sought aspiration

as if a wind were ever

so weary

to take off your charms

and hold tight on the sable

asking if freedom

so fleeting.

 

Resolute hero

your mask has been

shaken

your armor

no longer so squeaking

when opens the farmer

his hand on his daughter

and mothers run

for the steeple.

 

 

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:from Poems 2001

 

 

 

 

you get to a point where you know you are about to die
you’ve killed, maimed, wounded or imprisoned all the villains you possibly can
you’ve put away all the trophies and collectibles
your library has no more room
your body has no more athleticism
your mind has no more expansion
your hand can no longer write or type the critical life saving enlightenment

you have no more anything
you’ve given away or discarded everything you had left
your bountiful wardrobe closet is now empty
your many hats have been gifted
your jewels have been distributed to your heirs

you have nothing
no muscle car, no monster truck, no eco go cart
no bike or bicycle or boat
no mansion, no party beach house, no lake house with a boat shed

everything is gone
it is you, and you alone
you are free
independent

you are not lonely because you never were
you had love
you still do

time for the final scenes
the final curtain call
the final edits
It is time to roll the credits
you were a big star
you still are

now you are wrapping up to die.

 

 

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A pagan killed a Jew

A pagan killed a Christian

A Jew killed a Christian

A Christian killed a Jew

A Muslim killed a Christian

A Jew killed a Muslim

A Muslim killed a Jew

A Christian killed a Muslim.

 

They all bowed to pray

to the same ignorant God

with deaf ears

and a passion for killing.

 

Dear God forgive them.

 

 

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circa October 2001

 

 

ESSAY FOR TODAY

 

I try to stay positive despite the world and most politicians being shit. You can’t brutalize yourself over things you have no control of. At the same time, it is important to voice your dislikes and let others know the things they don’t know. The slime brewed in the days of Nixon. Democrats bumped the stakes in Vietnam via Kennedy and Johnson. Bush had the dirt on Johnson to stop him from running, so he could set himself up later. They both shot Kennedy. Dicks boys did the same thing Obama and Hillary’s cronies just did to Trump. They hung the Dick and I’m hoping they hang Barry and Killary, too.

The septic slime was supposed to have been cleansed after that last deal. They cut off a few CIA balls (which grew back bigger than before) and they said no more dirty ops. So they just hid the money better, dealing drugs in Central and South America instead of just in Asia.

Anyone remember Bert Lance? The bankers banker. So honest Jimmy came along with a toothy smile and an honest injun approach. Problem was, he was surrounded by the slimiest of the past decade, Kennedy killers, negro lynchers, Klan cutties. All later inherited by Arkansas Slick Willie, including the Coke sales.

So they gave Jimmy just enough rope to hang himself, send us knee deep into more overseas crisis, and crash the economy at the same time. Fiasco plus ten. He was set up to fail. Enter Bushy VP tugging the head of the actors guild along with him to assure a great picture show. Since then we’ve had dueling dynasties. Trump not only shone the spotlight on the dead Kennedy’s and Watergreat trilogy, he once again brought back the microscope on the ‘slimy underbelly’ reality of our government. This time it wasn’t just a few hippies and a handful of journalists that saw reality, it was half the entire country. For this I praise be to God every day. And the fact He let me live one more day.

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