Wednesday, August 5, 2015

I WILL BE BACK

Have been going through many transitions... moving over a sphere of lighter gravity and into the digital world with video art and will post again soon. And will head back to the south for the winter and into the Miami art world of writing, theatre, stage, music

Rod   05 August 2015

Thursday, April 30, 2015

THE MALAI CHRONICLES.

I am pulling out of South Florida in two days, after six months here helping a friend gain two state licenses in the beauty business. We were successful in this regard, so she is now on her way to a better financial lifestyle. We have not raised her celebrity status on this trip, but I will be back at the end of the year to achieve that mission and we will...

Although I did not achieve a personal mission of connecting with the Miami arts scene, I did write a book titled: BEHIND GOD'S MASK and sent it out to three publishers, who claim to be self-publishers, with an objective of getting new authors published. In fact though, their interest is not that, rather, their first mission is to make money on largely the illusion of bringing (starry eyed) writers to the world. It is a lottery in reality, where you buy a ticket and pray to win. These "publishers" have no interest in whether your manuscript has any social value or is simply rhetorical garbage.. They first want your money and they rely on the numbers... sell as many tickets as possible. They rely on building up the ego of the starry-eyed authors.

I asked them to take a look at my manuscript to see if there was any chance for success. They bluntly told me to first sign the financial contract, otherwise, "nothing will happen". I told them they were full of salesman bullshit. That was the end of that deal. I will publish it myself. I will be the publisher. The exercise of putting the book together was well worth the energy output. BEHIND GOD'S MASK is now ready for publishing and I know the printing industry very well, having graduated from art school with a Diploma, Specializing in Graphic Design. So, I am heading back to my Jasper Bog to publish the book and also get ready for my road tour of art galleries across Canada.

It has been a tough undertaking trying to generate gallery interest. But my product has substantially improved since my last stage show, September 2013. I will be on the road with a new book and a new performance concept under the title: THE MALAI CHRONICLES.

 

THE MALAI CHRONICLES


 
This is my latest art project. It has been five years in development, with 35 years of art creations to call upon, as backup and support material.

Briefly stated: The Malai Chronicles is a theatrical, performance, art show that chronicles the life of the artist, as he investigates the ideological forces that have controlled his life and drove him into a life of fantasy, in and out of romance and other poignant tragedies. He sees his world as reality in his determination to exorcise the demonic, reptilian propaganda behind “God’s” mask, with which he has been indoctrinated since birth. He has documented his decades of investigation in a broad cross section of art disciplines, his creations in: visual art, writing, poetry, songs, sculpture, theatre, blogs, small hand-made books and has just completed a major book on the journey… the title of which is: BEHIND GOD’S MASK.

“God” is not the only subject of his chronicles. State and corporate capitalism are not spared his, oft-times crass and brutal, investigation, as he sees those ideologies intricately linked with religion, which itself has similar brutal and vested interests, all of which have been cleverly constructed into machine-like systemic instruments of oppression. No subject is off the table.

Specifically, the oppression of women, a new wave of community militarization, environmental destruction and button pushing media- generated hysteria are his primary focus of concerns, all of which is illustrated in his art, the tools for his show. Is it art or simply two and three dimension stationary and moving media. Or is it theatre. I cannot package it. Here is an example…

Monad’s Lover is a small book I had written sometime ago. This is a theatrical segment. The stage is set as described below. The artist reads from his book confirming his paranoia, his long standing fear of authority. It is all metaphoric, but inspired from real life situations and actions.

The Gallery become the stage… somewhat in the manner or suggestion of an artist studio. At one end, black fabric cloth is dropped down from the ceiling or from clothes line like wires if the ceiling is very high. There are three layers of these curtains about

four feet apart with openings, enough to allow random passage ways through and around. Throughout the gallery there are sculptures, paintings and other objects (creations of the artist).

There are chairs for the patrons.

In the opening of the first layer of curtains, directly in front of the audience is the iconic burning bush podium. There is a guitar, African drum, some musical equipment, a microphone.

The artist is out-of-sight between the third and last layer of multi coloured curtains and the wall. The lights go from dim down to dark. The performance is about to start. All is quiet. Suddenly, a crash and bang of falling objects, noisy items falling to the floor. A dozen or so cue balls roll through the curtains out to the audience lit by black light.

The artist tries to muffle his (apparent) frustration under his breath… “fuck…” another object drops to the floor… “Jesus Fuck…” but, the audience can hear his oaths as his digital head mic is on. All goes quiet.

The artist then begins to read from his book: MONAD’S LOVER. This is about Monad in discussion with Omm about the sexual exploits with his lover Arri Kanina and about the spy, Skopek, in their midst.

The artist wanders through and around the layers of curtains. He is dressed in black, with a headlamp as he reads from his book… disappearing and reappearing, with painted images flashing on a screen or walls that coincide with the paranoia expressed in his words. He speaks from authority. As he reads the parts about Arri, images of their art (the painting they have done together), are projected unto the walls. He reads about his sexual exploits with her, his fantasy, in poetic form.

In another scene, Skopek appears in a party event expressing his obvious pretence and his ignorance of the arts. His obvious disgust for his own failure as an artist comes across as arrogance, criticism of the system that rejected him. So he spies disdainfully for the other side and he is not very kind or cultured in his mannerisms. He is a cheap drunk.

At the end of the reading, the artist finished off, standing at the burning bush podium, obviously a metaphor regarding the ten

commandments. On the podium is a large bible-like looking book, titled: The Book Of Monad. At the bottom of the bush is a small flower pot containing a green shrub, implying hope… secular hope for the world though, loaded with ambiguity.

The artist disappears behind the curtain, straps on his guitar and Jester hat and begins singing his circus-like song: The Not So Merry Go Round and walks out through the audience singing the song, with a modified slide on the index finger to give a tinny chaotic-ness as might be found in a circus. But, the lyrics are anything but playful or the shooting ducks in a row for a teddy bear. Yet, the irony of the message could easily be paralleled metaphorically to a circus atmosphere, as representing life…. with the artist jester foretelling the future.

The artist moves on to read from his new book on the subjects of the ’secular cell” and the “castrated” man, that misunderstood creature, now mired in media hysteria, snuffing out the evolutionary imperative of this “predator” man and his instinctual relationship to the natural woman endowed with feminine curves. As go the curves so go the predator. The Malai Chronicles argue for an intellectual global debate on this instinctual predator man, that has generated such gratuitous intrigue… of modernity.

All the material for this performance art work has been completed, with the only task remaining to place them together with smooth transitions, for a performance piece lasting; one hour or; one and one half hours or; two hours… depending on allowable time frames or the audience endurance.

 
Although the piece addresses some current, serious human and societal issues, there are some very touching, romantic components filled with humour in a song titled: European Women coupled with sparkling glass images from “The Boob House” (officially the Nile House, the artist’s original architectural pièce de résistance. And, another bit of humour with: No Bad Habits.
 
 
Lastly… to round out the night, a Q&A period.

 
 
The Set

 

Spatially, I envision an art gallery space, where at one end the curtains are hung from the ceiling or lines. There are easels throughout the gallery upon which various art works are displayed. Two sculptures are strategically located in relation to the “stage” (curtain area) to be easily integrated into the readings and performance.

All the props (artworks, electrical and musical equipment, costuming, etc) travel with me in/on my van). I would arrive around mid-day, setup the props, do the show in the evening and break down the set next morning and be out of there by noon or earlier. If time is not so tight, I could do two nights or more, depending on demand.

The tour will start in Halifax and move across the country… from July through to November. So scheduling needs to match that time frame.

The Malay Chronicles is meant to stimulate the mind and wrench the gut with humour.





Rod Malay

 
 

 
From: Dawson Wambolt, Halifax Psychologist
Sent: Sunday, October 14, 2012 6:23 PM
To: rod_malay@hotmail.com
Subject: Thoughts on ANA
Rod,
After I saw your sculpture 'ANA' last night it had been burning in my mind. I was talking to you still trying to unpack the thoughts and feelings that your piece elicited, and they were related to concepts such as 'femininity' and 'primal'. You had mentioned also during the course of our conversation about determinism and that ANA came from memory, but you were uncertain to what exactly the memory was related to. As I left your studio space with a pamphlet in hand about ANA, something began to dawn on me, and I thought to share it with you in this email.

I believe I had encountered an experience last night of what Jung would term as synchronicity. As I was leaving I began to think about the name you had given ANA, and my thoughts wandered to a former instructor of mine, Dr. Ana Mozol, who is a Jungian analyst. Her work focused on womens' depth psychology, particularly the concept of the demonic lover and the archetype of womanhood, which is a concept that has been lost and eroded away by culture. This archetype is something that is primal and unrecognizable, let alone comparable to any point of reference available today about femininity. I feel as though your work ANA embodies much of this hazy archetype, typified by an unmistakeable female form that is

decidedly fertile and birthing, yet is lacking in facial features. or even a head for that matter. The lines that hold the form where a head may be seem to simultaneously convey a loss of identity, and that ANA embodies the everywoman.



In my less finished thoughts about your piece I also get the sense that ANA personifies the Shadow as well as ego, based on both her colouration and materials used to construct her that is juxtaposed with her clearly displayed femininity. The concept of the Shadow represents an opposite of the ego image, which typically contains qualities that the ego does not identify with, yet still possesses. I feel as though the woman you were talking to before me who found ANA to be cold, and something she could not resonate with, was reacting to this representation of Shadow. Separate all you may, the Shadow is still a part of self, whether it makes a person uncomfortable or not (as you may figure, the Shadow is typically something that makes those who refuse to embrace it extremely uneasy).

Had you not named this piece ANA, I would have never probably drawn the connection to all of these concepts introduced to me by Dr. Ana Mozol. It would seem the memory that you drew ANA from was perhaps something more collectively unconscious than previously thought. None the less, this is what was brought up for me when I was viewing the piece.

I can't wait for Thursday's event at noon. I think it will be quite the time.

Dawson

 

 
 
 
MacD
I LOVE ANA!!! and I could spend a good deal of time chatting with Dawson about his perceptions. His Jungian references intrigue. I'm taken with her sheer size and strength (steel), fluid lines, firmly planted, and her abundantly reproductive womb-belly, spilling forth the building blocks of society by generation. I love her.



A SAD MAN


This sculpture evolved out of media hysteria in Canada on a high profile radio personality charged with female abuse. The idea slipped visually out of my consciousness, I executed it and put it out there without substantive explanation, as I will leave that for now. Viewer feed back is what I hope to get before I reveal what I see about it.
I hope it is seen as a “work of art” and not as a reaction against the wave of social media that fundamentally castrates “the man” in society for his predatory instincts.

Are we not a society of predators, metaphorically, physically feeding on others and animals for survival. A man preys upon a woman for the purpose of procreation and not instinctually for pleasure. He has no control over his drive for pleasure, the DNA trick of nature to con him into the act of species continuity. Her luscious curves draw him to her.

This explains the bourqa in Sharia law… to moderate those predatory instincts… an interesting intellectual/philosophical invention for the times. Head scarves, hats with veils, skirts down to the ankles are not far back even in our own Western culture.

We have to stop being hysterical about this and stop categorizing women as victims, that consequently lead to castrating the male. We need to let the predator live least we end up with an abnormal society and maybe even the death of civilization.

I am certainly not into implementing Sharia law, but how do we allow the predator to live. How do we socialize that behaviour without destroying the instinct and the vitality of the male and indeed the sexual beauty of the vital woman.


 


Rod Malay

A graduate of NSCAD University 1969

I would perhaps describe myself as somewhat of a bohemian artist, though I find it difficult to package myself, having experimented in all artistic disciplines, including architecture, graphic and industrial design. I once identified myself as an activist, but that is incorrect ,

stimulating discussion, not confrontation, while generating humour, is my objective.

Over the last five years I have travelled the roadways of North America, from the Atlantic to the Pacific Ocean, from the Arctic Circle to the Gulf coast, writing stories and creating art. I have been covered in virtually all the major newspapers, TV news and art magazines across Canada, including McLeans Magazine, from the

early 80’s to the present.

Art is not my mission. The state of the world is. But art is my most cherished vehicle to express views, on every social issue dealing with the ideologies of religion, state and corporate capitalism that destroy civilization and this magnificent habitat of the universe while constantly in conflict with the natural secular/cellular constructs of human nature.

Rehearsals for The Malai Chronicles, will start in early June. I am seeking venues for one, up to multiple performances in each location, whatever is available, for July through to November 2015.
You can find me on Facebook, Rod Malay, Halifax Nova Scotia and on my blog: www.shakethedevilofftour.blogspot.com



 
 
 





The two oil-on-canvas paintings are from two different series of works, about 20 years apart and obviously from two different mind sets and two radically different styles….

The latest painting, 2012, titled EJOP (European Journal of Psychology) and the earlier painting, 1993 titled: The Laughing Stock both demonstrate a radically changed intellectual development, synonymous with greater mental and artistic liberation from the early ideological indoctrination. These differences will be obvious as the performance art piece moves along.
 
 




Rod Malay  
rod_malay@hotmail.com                                    www.shakethedevilofftour.blogspot.com
 

 
 

 
 

 

 




Saturday, April 11, 2015

THE GRADUATION - FINAL COUP


I might label  this an academic coup, a contrarian degree from the University At The Door Of The Universe UoU.

Eight months in the writing, five years collecting, creating and living on the road and 72 years of memories and the book is finished: BEHIND GOD'S MASK

I should have a mind blowing conclusion here, but I cannot at this moment come up with even one poetic line. Yet, through this eight month blogging process, that resulted in memory recall back to my early childhood life, I have actually made a monumental discovery, that disentangles me from all religious doctrines and debilitating, fabricated social constructs, not just intellectually, but also philosophically. I am now convinced of the judicious secularity of the human mind. And I do not speak from authority, but conviction, gained from experience, which I am labelling ‘poetic authority’ or more commonly, ‘gut feeling’, which has substantial empirical data backup, in both genetic and digital libraries.

Now, freshly graduated, like a student from the halls of academia, humbled by the process, I must step out onto the critical streets of the world, one on one, face to face, body to body in real time and off the screens of digital magic. This is not a fantasy.

Connecting with social media along the way, through my blog, Face book, Twitter and emails has been a delightful and therapeutic exercise. I crossed many borders, as persona no grata, to places where no reputable artist should travel, politics, religion, social issues of the day, media commentary voicing my opinion in a crass and disconnected manner. It seemed necessary, as my belly mind was full of garbage that over shadowed my ambitions of philosophical purity… he must not embroil himself in the day to day events.

An artist must be above all of that “loose cannon ball” reaction, while commenting, with his art, on the deeper forces that motivate humanity. His art must be the messenger, without verbal commentary. He must not be narcissistic. The ambiguous nuances in his art must explain him, to the liberated mind, lest it/he has failed as a messenger.

Art must be left to the critics to explain to the masses. That is their job and duty, as the layman cannot be chastised for not getting the point. Though it is not always important to “get the point” if one feels the point. “Gut” feeling is a universal language, which no words can explain and are not necessarily needed. The artist creates from the gut and is not required to understand or to explain.

I will not explain A SAD MAN, the last image in this book. It will offend some, maybe many, but the viewer must investigate his/her reactions and feelings, as the artist cannot do this since he cannot read minds. Yet, the triggers that elicit reactions are universal.

A SAD MAN spontaneously arrived out of a long series of events regarding sexual abuse against women, couple with the vitriolic social backlash against men. An instant picture flashed in the synapses of my brain which I acted upon with out analysis, but with a duty to perform.

There are social forces at play in this work of art that sit deep under what will be the initial surface reactions.

Now that I have my degree from the University of the Universe (UoU), I no longer have further need to examine my motivations. I am liberated. So I can get onto to perfecting the articulation of my creative energies that were long ago smothered by the propaganda embedded in regressive dogmatic and fabricated doctrines by the vested interest bodies of this human society.

Phew… that was a journey. Okay let’s see…am I really an artist or just a foul mouth, ignorant rhetoricalist. I still plan to use, unapologetically, those eloquent, cultural and universal colloquialisms of my mother… fuck, goddamn and others that may pop spontaneously off my tongue from time to time. I have certainly burned at the stake, those theocratic doctrines from my genetic bank, but there is no coin is denying one’s heritage and culture of those early days in that royal, rural forest habitat.

As a highwayman, the Secular Cell-way offers a clear vision of where I go next. This book is as I see it, an essential element of the package I am offering to venues around North America.

When you reach a point in life where you do not blame anyone or do not judge anyone or do not expect handouts and you accept life as it comes and you are ready to present yourself as you are, without fear of ridicule or judgement then, you are at total peace with yourself and filled with confidence. Cannot say that I am actually there, but I am feeling these states like I have never before. How did this happen.

Intellectually, I argued that it was possible, if one got everything out, as Thomson Jefferson said, then that would be the therapy that would solve all or most of one psychological issues. We should remember that the more we keep things in, hiding them from those around us, out of embarrassment or fear or abiding by accepted mores of day, they then establish corrosive juices in our psyche, that isolate us socially.

I was not sure if that, intellectual fireside chat I had with myself years ago was anything more than a playful fantasy. However, I stuck with the mission, but did I succeed. Since I started writing this book I have basically been in isolation, physically in a small condo in South Florida looking after two dogs and making meals for my Celebrity friend. My only significant exposure to the outside world was in discussions with MacD who was a welcome intellectual challenge to my ideas. She connected me to a measure of reality, that kept my mind active and alert. Of course, I also had the internet/social media… news in a box pumped into my enclosure like propaganda…

Pavlovian conditioning… pushing buttons 18 hours a day.

Though, here I am now, with a degree: Passionne de Contraire and will soon be leaving my box… to face the real world…. or that of it which is real, as there is a lot of unreal out there in the coo coo’s nest… enough to fuck up a stable mind. But I am used to that and I did not have to seek psychiatric services or become a Buddhist to harmonize my mind and body with that chaotic world, where always one will find flowers between the cracks of concrete and asphalt. I simply used the mental and financial practicality of common sense… that resulted in no medical bills.

Let me point out the obvious. A substantial degree of content in this book is on the subject of “GOD”. That is because I see this ideology as existing in virtually every aspect of society, deeply entrenched in our constitutions, in spite of our imperious claims of secularity. It is so broadly webbed in our daily life, language and laws that we are gratuitously even defensively accepting it as reality.

Everyday, I feel and see it around me, as I am convinced this omni potent dynamism of “God” is nothing more than biological energy forces at play in the hundred billion or so neurons of activity in the cellular structures of our minds.

 

 


MY LAST POST

This is my last post on “gofundme”. It was a financial failure. The organization did not live up to it’s advance billing. Friends told me it was silly. But there are a some successes. And congratulations to those winners. But it depends on the cause. An artist trudging along on an ambiguous journey, investigating the causes and effects of humanity, as valid as it may be, does not pull at the “heart strings”. I realized this early on, but decided to continue, as the format, limited as it was, offered another wide new theatrical stage upon which to present my material. But it is now time to put it in the past, but this is not the only part of my life I am putting in the past.

“God” is going there also, to the cobwebbed attic. I need to make no further comments on that subject. I am finished with that myth, that began for me 72 years ago and hung around for almost thirty five years, before my consciousness kicked in. The journey of that exorcism started in the early 80’s. It was a struggle and if it was narcissistic, I did not recognize it at that time. My philosophical rationalization was that I had to dig inside myself to find the answers to the woes of civilization on planet earth. I even prayed to “God” for answers. Of course, nothing came of that.

After five years of travelling the highways and by-ways of North American, living in my vehicles or garrets or bog shacks, I have finally put the verbal and visual record of those journeys into a book titled: BEHIND GOD‘S MASK. I believe I stayed true to the original objective, to investigate the inner forces and my contributions to the woes of this magnificent planet.

I am no longer in doubt about the existence of “God” and can clearly express my opinion on that matter. If there is a god out there, he/she/it is surely not going to resemble any visual or verbal concoction invented by the frightened, manipulated and under-utilized human brain for the last few thousand years. Science has desecrated the traditional myth around that, while not confirming that there is no god, as biology has not yet conclusively explained the origin of life.

The human mind is now liberated and filled with a new level of optimism and anticipation, as am I. Yes, the wars continue and there conceivably will be another “apocalyptic” style blood bath and destruction. But, if the human race survives that, it will be a better world, at least for a lengthy period of time, if we can control the default gene in our DNA.

BEHIND GOD’S MASK will be going out next week to the number of publishers who have expressed interest. And I will be carrying copies with me for the next 72 years. Hope to see you on the highways and by-ways… cannot wait to see what comes next, as I move from this internet armchair n back to the streets with my: Galleria Unplugged.
Although I believe there in no "God", as I have been told throughout my life time, I will not be proselytizing to anyone on the good or evil of their beliefs. I have reached my position in this matter and have told you so, according to the wisdom of Thomas Jefferson: "We ought not to die before we have explained ourselves to each other". It is not off the table. I will always be open to discussing the issue, as it is fascinating, embracing and intellectually inspiring to wonder about the deep and complex space in the inner universe, with its hundred billion neurons.

You are not my enemy if you believe in "God". I will live and let live and get on to looking through new telescopes... without the fear of authority looking over my shoulder.

I am heading out of South Florida and back to the Bog in three weeks to prepare for my journey across Canada. While in the Bog I will be practising my musical craft, the most frustrating and seemingly unattainable mission in my life. Musicians have long been my heroes.

Not certain what my next instalments will be on this Blog, but back in my Jasper Bog I will be practising the music I have written over the years and will be making videos. Let's see what comes of it. If I feel I will not be too ill crafted, I will post some here to see if I receive any feedback. One thing is for certain. Any reference to the traditional "God" will be incidental coincidental. That "God" is no longer a functioning practical factor in my life. I say this without anger, or regret, but with the joy and anticipation of the freedom road ahead... liberated from the myths while re-enfranchised with my creative powers. I no longer fear the authority of the myth makers.


Selamat tinggal



 

Xrod






 

 

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Saturday, March 28, 2015

CAPITALISM vs MYTHICISM

Wars are inevitable, on into the future. We simply have to accept the fact that we are territorial animals hustling for food, the most precious, limited commodity on planet earth.

God is an archaic beast of the human imagination that cannot save us.

Sam Harris says that Islam is the “mother lode of bad ideas”.

I say that God religions are the ‘mother lodes of bad ideas’ .

The whole of human civilization needs a reformation, not simply Islam, as Ayaan Hersi Ali declares. Step number one is, we need to remove religion out of the headlines of life because, reality is chewing away at our bodies and minds, while the myths, ignoring this fact, cannot arrest this action.

We should not be angry with the capitalist.. They are the “smart” ones!

We simply have to accept that, the “weak” will not survive. Hunger overrides morality. The predator hungry, smart man, will survive.

No matter how far we think we are above the animal kingdom, the facts of life are killing us and our myths are keeping us dumbed down. Capitalists are not myth believers and that is why they are smarter and why they will be the survivors. To say they believe in god is simply one of their smart patronising tricks to keep the myth believers weak and at bay

Islam is simply the violent, contemporary knife’s sharp edge of the human psyche, the capitalist treasonous ethos, that is practiced consistently, throughout the commercial landscape. This is a fact of life, not a myth, and has been practiced since the origin of consciousness and the capitalists ideology… an ideology that is also intrinsic to each and every human being and is a contradiction to the ideology of mythicism, which relies on a daily practised theological ritual of utopianism.

Religion is a fabricated myth from which we need to smarten-up and “snap-out-of ” There is a “mother lode” of human immorality in this while there is instinctive morality in the human genetic/DNA bank which we violate with our myths… which, by the way, capitalists and other animals do not violate.

Capitalists are not destroying the world. They are constructing beautiful safe havens, with walls and armies and they are using the myth believers, who are destroying the world, as the sustenance upon which capitalism relies and survives.

Children believe in fairy tales, but these become the educational training ground for adult myth believers, the food of the capitalists, eating you up and spitting out your bones.

We have to start using our brains to knock the myth credo from it‘s hallowed, societal pedestals . There is no heaven in the sky and the only factual paradise possible is here on planet earth.

The strong (capitalist) will survive and the weak (myth believers) will perish… was, is and always(?) will be. The reality is, the meek will not inherit the earth. There is no “meek” in the psychology of the human mind. That too is a myth. Factually, there is weak, but not meek!


Wednesday, March 25, 2015

BEHIND GOD'S MASK

 
 
 
 
Behind God’s Mask

He’s a bad ass dude

And often rude

He comes with slew of Aliases

More than the tablets have commandments

God Allah Jehovah Buddha YHWH Elohim Rama Krishna Para Braham Ishtvara Vishnu Shiva Ganesha Jagannath Vithoba Venkateshwars Kalki Kali Yuga Aga Han Indra Kartikeva Aten Shalem Jah Rama Narayana Vallabha Ganesha Surya Durga Swaminarayan

Thou shalt not lie

He’s a bad ass dude

Who sends fires of Hell upon the land

And all the habitants there in

Without remorse or discourse

Since he is God of course.

The bad ass dude.
 

Saturday, March 21, 2015

REAL MEN DON'T EAT KISCH



REAL MEN DON'T EAT KISCH

Is that so... well, that was what I heard years ago. It was my antidote when it was offered to me. There was something about the taste that I did not like. Well, low and behold, here in South Florida, as Celebrity friend's chef, I was requested to make it. Not only did I not eat it, except on social decorum day's party time when I would hold my nose, I never made it.

Well, low and behold again, I've been making it and enjoying it and even getting better at crafts of it. Here is my latest effort this morning and I gussied it up a bit almost like a real chef. My friend munched it down like she was revenous. That little pill there beside my plate is my 1/3 Omega 3 fish oil hit of the day.



You cannot say that does not look delicious... yummeeeeee !

When I was living in that artist community throughout the 80's I had to do my share of cooking and learned how to do just about anything... even the best damn apple pies in the country... had to fight fer yer chunk. I promise if anyone gets me a venue in their town, I'll make ya the best damn turkey dinner apple pie meal ya ever did have. Of course, it will be toxic... swimming in my mother's fat laced gravy... oooooh... sooooo good. I even converted a vegetarian to, dig in!!! It is a regular ritual with us now, along side our other ritual... burnt steak night. Almost caught his house on fire in one of those events. Burnt the socks right off my feet stompin the flames out. But we saved the house. We know the steak is done when the smoke drifts down from the ceiling about four feet. Of course, my friend (a vegetarian doctor) disconnects all the smoke detectors in his house, so the fire truck, police and ambulance don't come barrelling up the street with their sirens blasting away . Of course, we only do this about three or four time a year, so we avoid carcinogenetic artery poisoning. And we have the best time of or lives... wine and music thrown in.

So find me a venue and I'll make ya the best damn toxic meal in town. That's a promise.

This is me in that anti-phobic T-shirt



Ya see, I do have fun amongst all my serious art and commentary adventures.


But I cannot help myself... that Scorpio nature... you know. Let me just get back a bit to the serious stuff... just momentarily, as there is a bit of hysteria going on around the world by a few busy and very naughty humanisters. We gotta put them back into their cage on the wheel.... not quite sure how they got out.

 

Halloween Streets

I thought Halloween only happens in October. Out here on the street of social media I am seeing gangs of scarfed men wearing masks of prophets... politicians and business men mostly prophesising WWIII, catastrophic financial collapse, terrorists over running our lands.

Someone posted a Facebook clip about "Money Morning" predicting a financial collapse that will bring 25 years of depression. and the number of people who checked the "like" box was mind blowing. The fear mongers have pressed the button and hysteria is taking over. They are creating cults of fear... Harper, Putin, that North Korea idiot, ISIS and other apocalyptic fraudsters and they are all out for your buck, but cleverly offering Jim Rickards "Free (make a million) Book" on how to survive the crash. They are not offering free books, the bastards.. they are giving you their financial profile.., as to which of their stocks to buy. Smarten up before your pockets are empty and dry and these crooks are sipping martinis on their yachts in the Caribbean. I have been following that "Money Morning" charade of fake media interviews with Jim Rickards for the last 7 or 8 months and even signed up for their "free" books only to find a labyrinth of other obligations before the books are sent. They are simply crooks. The scheme to provide you with a safe haven when and if the crash comes (six months they said back then, two years I heard more recently... from those same cheating lips) their books will not save you and their stocks will crash anyway.
Check them out if you do not believe me. If they are offering it free or for $40 bucks... you know it is a goddamn scam. You should easily be able to see through the arrogant impractically of their "save you" scams. I am screaming at those devils throughout my blog: www.shakethedevilofftour.blogspot.com. I am asking for nothing and selling nothing but, I am screaming at them and the hysteria they are creating to get you to suck on their corporate tit of lies and fear.

Go ahead... I will not be there with you.

Media headlines show Russian’s Putin having said “we were ready for nuclear war“ a sentiment echoed by North Korean dictator, Kim Jong-Un. Do those ignorant combatants know there will be no nuclear war. One bomb and they are dead. North Korea and the Crimea .. Gone… without a war. Yet millions perhaps billion of people gone in a flash with more to follow from the fall-out. I wonder how many safe cities are functioning under the asphalt, for those bastards. Those apocalyptic scenarios are the aftermath models being bandied about. I find it hard to believe we are that crazy.
 
 
Money Morning                                                   WE MAKE INVESTING PROFITABLE

CIA Insider: "Forget Iran, Iraq, Ukraine, and Syria this is where WWIII will start" Right here in America, they mean but, notice the small print… “we make investments profitable” … does not seem that WW3 is much of a concern for them. Their props are a news media stage, that is definitely staged with rehearsed lines, by both the interviewer and the interviewee… a forgery set up used by many such financial schemers… real enough to fool most audiences.

 I think I will go fishing and just fall of the rock into the water.

Yet, for some reason I have hope and faith is the sensibility of the human race, that we will smarten up, keep our money in our pockets and calm the hysteria by the constituency of the button pushers.

Well, come along with me and let‘s burn a steak

Selamat Tinggal.


Friday, March 20, 2015

An Artless Fraud

The $2,000,000.00 donation.

I have to confess, when I saw that email in my in-box, I hesitated opening it, thinking, WOW, that “GoFundMe” campaign really does work. But, I was struck with a feeling of quilt, thinking how could I accept it, when children are starving… a sentiment expressed by one of my internet friends. It was not until the next day that I actually opened it. Throughout the night, thoughts and rationalizing kept me awake as I tried to justify accepting the money. “art is worth nothing” kept whirling around in my head, embedded, hammered their since childhood... the immorality of it all. It felt silly to me, so I put that word out on the internet to see what people thought. The answer that came back was “Yes, it is silly” A big dilemma, forcing me to assess the value of art in society… my art in society and must one expect or accept donations. Finally, I decided yes, it is okay as art is not only valuable, but is one of many essential social tools of education, without which poverty will never be eradicated.

When I opened the email next morning and saw a $2,000,000 donation from “a Christian, on the instruction of God to give you (me) the donation”, I was totally silenced. He was real, having won the mega lottery in Idaho. Shit, I thought, I could not accept that unless I told him I am not a Christian, otherwise I could never live my life without the guilt and for an immoral artist that would be a double sin.

After I replied with that confession, the emails offering the donation started rolling in. But my antennae were up… there were signs of fraud in the language. First of all, the letter was not addressed to me, it was: “Dear Friend”.

MacD and I talked about it and were convinced, it was fraud. I then started my game play with them. You can see that game in the following email exchanges,  I do hope you enjoy it, I had a lot of fun with it. And maybe it will be beneficial to some people who receive these scam letters.

 

1.
From: Kristen Eckstrand

Sent: Thursday, March 12, 2015 9:18 PM

To: Kristen Eckstrand

Subject: RE: Donation.



Mr Mccullar has picked you for a donation, contact him via Jim_Mccullar
2.

From: rod_
To: Jim_
Subject: Re: Donation..
Date: Fri, 13 Mar 2015 01:37:24 -0300


Hello Mr. Mccullar,

I am responding to this email. It would be great to chat with you.

I have a phone but, have it disconnected while travelling in the USA.

Roaming, charges are extremely expensive. However, I can call out

from my computer Google phone.  

Thanks you

Rod Malay


 

3.
From: Jim

Sent: Saturday, March 14, 2015 6:57 PM

To: Rod

Subject: RE: DONATION TO YOU.

Dear Friend,

I am Mr Jim McCullar I am a native of Idaho, United State Of America, Carolyn my wife and I have decided to make sure this is put on the internet for the world to see as you could see from the web page sent to you in our first mail, I may not know you, but I believe if you receive my first email and respond back meaning you were chosen by God to receive my donation of [$2,000,000.00 USD] you must be a God fearing individual, I am a Christian and I believe that Good things happens to good people like you who had the mind to respond back to my mail.

I am Mr Jim McCullar the mega winner of $190 Million Dollars Jackpot in Washington. WATCH US NOW:
http://abcnews.go.com/WNT/video/jim-carolyn-mccullar-mega-millions-winners-12559371

You see after taken care of the needs of our immediate family members, we decided to donate the remaining of the fund to other individuals around the world in need, the local fire department, the Red Cross, Haiti, hospitals and some other organizations in Asia and Europe that fight cancer, I would love to introduce my self more and also show you picture of me and my family but firstly I want to hear from you if my gift of [$2,000,000.00 USD] is accepted by you before I proceed. Send me the below details to show that you accept my gift.

NAMES ROD Malay:.....
I am have been travelling in the United States of America and have my Canadian phone on sleep mode until I return to Canada
COUNTRY CANADA :.......

Thank you for accepting our offer, we are indeed grateful We anticipate your earliest response.

Best Regard
Jim McCullar


 

4.

From: rod
To: jim_mccullartrustfunds
Subject: Re: DONATION TO YOU.
Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2015 22:07:52 -0300


Hello Jim,

Thank you for your very generous offer. I look forward to meeting you and you dear wife, Carolyn. Do you believe that God instructed you to donate this money to me? He does indeed work in “Strange ways”. But, I must tell you, I am not a Christian. If you withdraw your offer, I will understand.

What must I do next?

Cheers

Rod


 
 


5.
From: jim

Sent: Monday, March 16, 2015 1:14 PM

To: Rod

Subject: RE: Thanks for your response.


Dear Beloved Rod malay,

Thanks for your response, first, I have to thank you for your commitment to accept my gift and I assure you it’s a life time opportunity and 100% legitimate, the Two Million Dollars is going to pass through international laws and it's 100% risk free. I have a lawyer taking care of the documentation required to perfect the Two Million Dollars for you, and you don't have anything to worry about that because I am the one responsible for it.

I moved out of Washington United State Of America in April due to high risk of gunmen asking us for money and we were advised to leave the country for a while which we did Mitchell my grandson was kidnapped and I was asked to pay for him to be released which i did, we had to relocate to United Kingdom for a while and I am planning to come back to Idaho very soon. I must let you know that I am not getting any younger what i expect from you right now is trust and commitment because if you don't trust me you will find it difficult to accept my gift that is why you need to trust and believe me about this donation you are free to call me at anytime of the day

To facilitate the disbursement process of the TWO MILLION DOLLARS which have been donated solely to you, you are to re-confirm to me once again with your promise to carry-out the good work to every less privilege around in your community, such as the charities, churches, widows and widower. I do not want to ask you for your ID as we do not want to leave an impression in your mind that we want to steal your identity). I do hope that you will be able to use the money wisely and judiciously over there in your country. We will employ you to do what you can to alleviate the level of poverty in your region and also try to enhance the standard of living of as many people as you can because that is the only objective of donating this money to you in the first place.
Note that i’ll be responsible for all the document fees about the TWO MILLION DOLLARS which my lawyer need to carry out and you are the one who will be responsible about the Bank charges fee which is the HSBC bank in the United Kingdom.

I will be awaiting your urgent response with regarding your final decision about this donation to you, before i can be able to furnish you with the HSBC BANK contact information which is the payout bank.



Best Regard,
Jim McCullar



 
 

 

6.

From: rod_
To: Jim mccullartrustfunds
Subject: Re: Thanks for your response.
Date: Mon, 16 Mar 2015 14:43:45 -0300


Dear Jim,

We will, along the way, at you convenience and pleasure, have a chance to meet and have, at least, dinner together and in London there are fine live theatres. Your generous offer overwhelms me.

Thank you.

What must I do next?

Rod


 

 

 

7.
From: Jim

Sent: Wednesday, March 18, 2015 3:02 PM

To: Rod

Subject: RE: CONTACT THE PAYOUT BANK.

Dear Beloved Rod malay,

This is to acknowledge the receipt of your last email and to confirm your reliability in this donation scheme. I am happy to inform you that I have forwarded your details over to the management of the payout bank, The HSBC Bank Plc UK. I know that they are alot of scam on the internet and everyone need to be very careful, so for me to prove myself this is my telephone number you can reach me at anytime of the day +(44)703-1983-983.

Now taking into cognizance the nature of the funds, United Kingdom Financial Security Act requires International beneficiaries like you is to pay for HSBC Bank Plc charges over here in the U.K., before they will transfer the [$2,000,000.00 USD], to your designated bank account anywhere in the world. I have therefore included a Donation Code Number to this message [JIM/231/2011BDB] which should be kept strictly confidential as you will use it in receiving your donation. You are to contact the management of The HSBC Bank Plc UK via email immediately as they have been authorized to transfer the fund to you by my lawyer and concluded all modalities associated with the wire transfer process.

HSBC BANK CONTACT INFORMATION

Bank Name: HSBC Bank Plc UK
Contact Person (Foreign Exchange Supervisor) : Mr Antonio Simoes
Bank Tel Number:
Bank Email Address:
(hsbcfundremittancedept co.uk)

Mr.Antonio Simoes Email:
(assimoes)
Bank Website: www.hsbc.co.uk/

Contact Mr.Antonio Simoes via this email (assimoes)
you are to provide him with your Donation Code Number [JIM/231/2011BDB] so that he can verify your identity with the details I sent over to their office earlier on today. Please endeavor to keep me fully informed on all developments with the payout bank so that I can also monitor the transfer process through a feedback from you. Your follow up and full cooperation is highly anticipated.

Best Regards,
Jim McCullar


8.

From: rod_malay@hotmail.com
To: assimoes; Jim_mccullartrustfunds
Subject: Re: CONTACT THE PAYOUT BANK 2
Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2015 15:51:02 -0300



Dear Mr. Antonio Simoes

I am following the attached instructions. Please inform as to what next step I must perform.

Thank you

Rod Malay.
 

 


 

9.
From: Jim

Sent: Thursday, March 19, 2015 9:16 AM

To: Rod

Subject: RE: EMAIL

Beloved Rod malay,

I got your mail and noticed how committed you are, what you ought to do is contact the HSBC bank and then get back to me with every necessary information you got from the Bank,

JIM.


 
Hsbc Holdings Bank Plc



10.


From: Rod

Sent: Thursday, March 19, 2015 11:26 AM

To: Jim McCullar

Subject: RE: EMAIL

Thanks Jim, I have already done this and am waiting for a reply from the bank.

Cheers

Rod






11.


From: Antonio Simoes

Sent: Thursday, March 19, 2015 2:08 PM

To: Rod

Subject: Re: CONTACT THE PAYOUT BANK 2




HSBC HOLDINGS BANK


24HOURS ONLINE-BANKING SERVICE


Registered in England.

Registered No: 1026167Q

Registered Office:

Canada Square LONDON, ENG E14 5HQ United Kingdom






Dear Esteemed Customer: Rod Malay,


Compliment of the day to you from HSBC Holdings Plc, United Kingdom. Britain finest and concise online banking institution with a global perspective. Our unique service trend in the European and world market speaks volume of how we hold our greatest assets (customers) in high regards.Our affiliation with the Santander group makes us a leading financial stronghold. There are a whole lot of services and products that we offer which in the long run is a far higher edge than our contemporaries in the financial market, this is why even in the face of the current financial distress pervading world market we are way ahead and still waxing stronger in financial circles.

We have confirm the instructions from the Mr Jim McCullar, instructing us to immediately open an online temporal debit account in your name; and transfer your approved grant funds of $2,000,000USD = £1,289,158.18 GBP from their personal foundation account to you via permission within the next Three (3) working days from the Cheque that was submitted to us, Our on-line temporal account opening will enable us to immediately make any further transfer of your payment funds to your designated personal bank account in your country.


As a Non-Resident of the UNITED KINGDOM, you are required to set up a Non-Resident Online/Offshore account with our Bank. This online/offshore account will be set up in your name by our Bank HSBC Holdings Plc.) As soon as you meet up to our corporate policy, you will have your account setup.


New Customer applying for Online Account & Transfer Fill and Return the below Manual Account Opening Form.

Manual Account Opening Form

Reference: International Application ID no:

Do you want an account with HSBC BANK:

First Name:

Last Name:

Date of Birth:

City/State:

Country:

Occupation:

Nationality:

Sex:

E-mail:

Tel:

Office Tel:

Account type:

Initial Deposit of Account:

Date of payment:

NEW CUSTOMER COMPLETE REG: ****************************************************************************

IMPORTANT NOTICE: Read the below carefully before attempting to fill out the Account you would want us to open for you

*****************************************************************************

All account types requires an initial deposit by customers before account can be setup, Note this deposit is the cash needed to setup your account and will be deposited into your newly setup account after it has been opened by the HSBC HOLDINGS PLC.

Please kindly read the below account and select your affordable account choice with initial deposit.




1. PERSONAL ACCOUNT: This type of account requires a minimum initial deposit of £448.00 GBP equivalent to $670.00 USD (Six Hundred And Seventy USD), this amount is required to set-up your new account to a fully operational account. The maximum transfer possible within a month with this Account is £7,000,000.00 (Seven million pounds) within one month or the equivalent amount in another currency; and with this account you can apply for a gold membership credit card after a good business relationship of one year minimum.


2. CORPORATE ACCOUNT: This is a daily business account and the initial opening deposit is £501.00 GBP equivalent to $750.00 USD (Seven Hundred and Fifty USD) this amount is required to set-up your new account to a fully operational account. The maximum transfer possible within a month with this Account is £15,000,000.00 (Fifteen million pounds) or the equivalent amount in another currency; and with this account you can apply for a gold membership credit card after a good business relationship of five months minimum.


3. PLATINUM ACCOUNT: This is a daily personal and business account and the initial opening deposit is £568.739 GBP equivalent to $850.00 USD (Eight Hundred And Fifty USD) this amount is required is to set-up your new account to a fully operational account. The maximum transfer possible within a month is unlimited; and with this account you can apply for a gold membership credit card after a good business relationship of three months minimum.
Please Note: That your funds is protected by a hardcover insurance policy, which makes it impossible to deduct any amount from the funds in bank draft before its been remitted to you. This means that the above charges for opening an account cannot be deducted from the funds and hence must be provided by you before your funds can take effect for transfer. You are strictly advice to choose an account type listed above and we shall instruct you to make the payment upon the opening balance kindly fill and return the online account form below. This amount is refundable upon request if you decide to close your account. As soon as your account is set up, you will have an account number and an access code with which you can access your account through our online facilities from your home which will also enable you check your account balance and also make transfer to any account in the world.


On receipt of the information, you shall be educated on the process mastered to facilitate this transaction in the earliest. For more info please call

Thank you for your patronage.

FOREIGN EXCHANGE SUPERVISOR
MR. ANTONIO SIMOES



Hsbc Bank Plc
Registered in England.
Registered No: 1026167Q

Registered Office:Canada Square LONDON, ENG E14 5HQ United Kingdom.

************************************************************WARNING*************************************************************************
This message was sent from the Accounts Department of Hsbc Bank Plc. It is only designated for intended recipient only.If you have received this email in error you should immediately discard it without transferring or storing any of it's content.
Anyone caught not abiding with these rules will be made to face the law as all communications are officially meant for Hsbc Bank Plc customers only.

**********************************************************************************************************************************************




 

12.

From: rod_
To: jim_
Subject: Re: EMAIL
Date: Thu, 19 Mar 2015 15:47:27 -0300



Dear Lovely, kind and generous Jim,

I am afraid that God is not being very honest and upfront with you or me. Do you know what those banks are demanding of me before they will release your great, heart felt donation to me. They are basically asking me to open an off-shore account, which is probably illegal in Canada in any case, and then send them a fee of nearly $1000 in Canadian dollars. How about simply sending me a cashiers check and I will deposit it in my account. That would be much more simple and then I will know that I am not breaking any Canadian laws, which is a big issue these days, as you know people are doing all kinds of criminal or a least immoral dealings to avoid taxes. I support my country’s tax system as it is doing exactly what you are asking of me with the donation... to help people in my country for a better life. That is what our tax dollars do... creating social programs to make life better for all people. I support my government in this ideology. It seems contradictory to your personal mission in life to have banks, basically, steal money from the people. I imagine you are as surprised as am I, as to what these criminals, defrauders are doing with the good money of good people like you. Will you please call the bank and tell them to drop that requirement and make out a cashiers check instead.

Dear Jim, I am so sorry and so embarrassed about this complication. I makes absolutely sick and frankly... pissed of as I am sure you are. Even if I had the money to pay these bank fees, I would not do it... would not break our country’s laws. I have my principles. Let me tell you my story.

I have been travelling around the USA in my old van on an art tour and I blew an engine. I am stuck now at this old service station in New Orleans and busking on Bourbon Street, with the prostitutes and Fortune Tellers to make a few bucks to get my engine fixed. The Fortune Tellers told me not to worry, that I am going to come into a lot of money. I never believe any of these stories. But, to make matters even worse, when I thought it was not possible, things got worse. What could be worse than not being able to get back to my old Nova Scotia home while living on cans of beans and sleeping in my old van outside this old smelly service. The people are very nice, as they are all good Christians. They give me lunches sometimes and invite me to their Church and wow… can these Black people sing the gospel and pray to the lord. They joke that that they are going to make a Christian out of me yet.

I am paying the garage owner the few bucks I make from busking each day, as he works at putting in a used engine in my old van. But, to make matters even worse, I got word from my brother back home that our dear 87 year old mother had a car accident. I am absolutely sick. She is still alive, with a broken pelvis (and that is not good for an old person). The steering wheel punched into her chest and broke her sternum. She can hardly breath. She would have been dead, as her car plunged into a lake, except the driver behind her saw what happened and he dove into the icy water and pulled her out of the car.

My mom is a tough woman and a devote Christian, She taught us good values as we were growing up. She is always out around the community doing the work of Jesus for every one. They will miss her terribly. The doctors say she is in very bad shape and only God can pull her through. And I cannot get home to be by her side.

Just when I thought, I cannot get through this and death would be a blessing, you wonderful Jim McCullar, of Idaho, came into my life with a donation of $2,000,000.00. You said God had chosen me to receive your “Christian” gift. That Fortune Teller lady was very wise. Do you think Jim, that the lady is some how connected to God? Wow Jim I cannot believe it. The Fortune Teller, these wonderful Christian folks here in New Orleans and now you… my “Spirit” was flying high in the heavens, Jim . I felt totally drawn back to my Christian roots. Finally, I thought, I will be able to get back home to Nova Scotia and pay for my moms very expensive medical bills, that will save her life. And now I feel so, so embarrassed… and deathly sick that I have to disappoint you…I’m so sorry to do this to you. Please forgive me. I am in total misery again.

To repeat what I said above...I got the letter, copied below, from the HSBC Bank in the United Kingdom telling me they are ready to transfer the money to my Canadian bank account but, I will have to pay the very big sum of “bank fees” $1,000 ,which is impossible. I cannot pay this. I can hardly afford a can of beans for supper. I guess now your legal assistants will have to withdraw the $2,000,000.00 offer to me. I am sure God will find you another needy recipient. Thanks anyway Jim… you are a good man. God bless you.

With Thanks

Yours sincerely

Rod Malay



 



 

13.

From: Jim McCullar

Sent: Friday, March 20, 2015 4:59 AM

To: Rod

Subject: RE: EMAIL


Beloved Rod malay,

What you ought to know is there are other beneficiary which will also claim this gift from the HSBC bank, so i would advice you to look for funds and set up this account, once this is done your funds would be transferred to any domestic account of your choice, raise up any amount and then get back to me.



 

14.

From: Rod

Sent: Friday, March 20, 2015 1:37 PM

To: Jim McCullar

Subject: Re: EMAIL

Dear Mr. Crockster (AKA Jim McCullar),

I wish to thank you for your delightful and charming cooperation with assisting me in the creation of this story for my new media journal: THE SECULAR CELL. It truly was an inspiring journey in the genre of fabrication. It will go out on Facebook in a couple of hours, for the whole world to see, as a brief cautionary, instructional paper on internet fraud. This is my social duty. And who knows, I might even make a few real bucks. You see, as an artist, my part of this story “scheme” is virtually 100% true, where as your side is a total and corrupt lie.

You should be ashamed of yourself for appropriating the good name of an honest man for your evil endeavours. I will of course send a copy of this story along to the real Jim McCullar. I am sure he will get quite a chuckle out of it. You have by now figured out that I was onto your little fairy-tale from the beginning. However, call it masochism, I always enjoy stringing people like you along as far as possible... to waste your valuable time while having a bit of fun along the way, as I practice my writing skills.



Thanks again and by the way... I have sent all of my correspondence with you off to Interpol and HSBC

Have a nice day... hopefully the weather is cold and miserable and the bullets are wising by your head as you are reading this and I wish you all the best bad luck possible in your chosen profession.

Cheers

Rod Malay
rod_malay@hotmail.com