Burn Hollywood

If you’re in need of a quick reality check then I suggest heading on over to Hollywood and meeting a few celebrities, face to face, without make-up. Eat your heart out Freddy Krueger! Seriously. I had the veil lifted from My eyes quick smart when I saw what these people looked like in real life. Cameron Diaz’s face resembles the surface of the moon and is covered in craters. The moon in a Hollywood studio, that is. Not in the sky.

Crater Face Cameron Diaz vs. Hollywood Magic Diaz.

It just goes to show how powerful the media is at spinning fantastical illusions. The magic is created using a combination of the following:

  1. Make-up.
  2. Photoshop.
  3. Lighting.
  4. Camera angles.
  5. Special effects.
  6. Print, broadcast, and internet media.

Of course there are a few other techniques but they’re too dark and complex to explain so I won’t go into details here. The six points above are the basics and combined together can make a superstar out of anybody. It’s amazing to see how many gullible people there are in the world, and how easy it is to deceive them. I used to be gullible, or “naive” as the old guy told Me back in 1999, but not anymore. He knew exactly what he was talking about because he worked in Pedowood for 20 years. Like I said previously, it was My destiny to go to Amerika and see the bullshit with My own eyes. If not, I would still be under the spell and probably look like Gemma O’Neil now. Which reminds Me … can you believe I was that brainwashed that I called a plastic surgeon to book a consultation to get a facelift at the age of 33? They should have strapped Me into a strait-jacket and locked Me up with the loonies back then.

Luckily, I never had the surgery because the doctor refused to operate on Me, obviously because there was no saggy face to lift. That’s how bad the mind control and manipulation is in America. Just look at all the girls in California. Fucked in the head is an understatement.

Taylor Wane (British porno slut moves to Los Angeles to be a porno slut).

The pin-up art business I operated in California was connected to the pornographic industry and because so, was discussing manufacturing a line of resin statues with Taylor Wane. Here I am with Taylor at the Olivia De Berardinis unveiling ceremony for her new painting at The Concorde in Hollywood. This is the night I was forced to walk down the red carpet like a delusional wanker and run for My life through the front door.

Me and Taylor Wane at The Concorde in Hollywood (May 12, 2005).

As you can see, I looked fucking miserable and that’s because I was fucking miserable. I had gained weight at this point because of all the bullshit I had to deal with in California, “bullshit” being all the liars, prostitution, money-hungry pigs, and extraordinary amount of arse kissing I had to witness on a daily basis. The people in California are soulless fucks who shit on anybody and everybody in order to climb their way up to the top. Money is #1 on their list of priorities and they will do anything in their power to get it. It made Me fucking sick. Underneath that pink and black dress I was wearing I was wrapped in bandages because I had just gotten out of surgery that same week. I was on painkillers and was trying My hardest to look like nothing was wrong. Yes, I fell victim to Hollywood mind control and made the biggest mistake of My life. I paid a murderous pig to mutilate My body with liposuction surgery.

Fresh out of surgery in My blood-soaked gown.

My blood boils with rage every time I look at that photo. I never forgive, and I never forget and mark My words, there will be hell to pay. I’m just waiting for the trigger event, have been since I left that hellhole, like the rest of My crew. You know who you are.

Ephiphany III (Presentation At The Temple) by Gottfried Helnwein

I am a fan of Gottfried Helnwein and would absolutely love to own this painting. The group of deformed mongrelised bastards standing around the table waiting to slaughter a pure innocent White child are the doctors who mutilated Me on the operating table.

The Magic of Hollywood

“The Druids were tree worshippers, especially the oak. The holly was their most sacred symbol because it was sacred to mother Holle or Hel, the [Norse] goddess of the underworld, thus we have Holle, or Holly-wood (Hel-wood, the “place of magic”) and home of the Illuminati’s mass propaganda and conditioning machine in California. The holly wood was a favourite source of magic wands.” – Children of the Matrix by David Icke

The Dolby Theatre is the permanent home of the Academy Awards. This is where the Hollywood wankers parade down the red carpet on their way to receiving Oscars.

“The reader may have noticed how often we see the world leaders walking upon a red carpet. This is an old symbol dating back through the concocted story of the Old Testament twins Pharez and Zarah to the time of the Druids. The red carpet is a motif representing the blood-path or bloodline coming down from the past and running into the future.” – Irish Origins of Civilization by Michael Tsarion

While I’m on the topic of Hollywood wankers (i.e. sell-outs), I’d like to talk about one that is a friend of the family’s. To be exact, his father is a friend and grew up with My father in the same village in Croatia. Robert Luketic is his name and he hails from Sydney, Australia. Robbo’s net worth is currently estimated at $54 million. I wonder how many cocks he had to suck to get that far. If you haven’t heard of him, he’s a Hollywood film director, producer and screenwriter famous for movies such as Legally Blonde starring Reese Witherspoon and Killers (Katherine Heigl and Ashton Kutcher).

Robert Luketic with Amber Heard and Harrison Ford.

Yep, look at those European genetics. We’re all stunners, especially those who come from My part of town. No half-castes in My hood. I’m not sure what’s wrong with Indiana Jones though. It looks like somebody poked him in the arse with a gold-plated Oscar.

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