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Artist David Dees reviews Brixton 2008
David's unique style of commentary art
It was four days of England, popping over from Sweden to see
the David Icke seven hour talk at London's Brixton Academy. Went with my bud,
Sebastian, a very laid back swedish David Icke fan with a great sense of humor,
and we met up with my friend, Jim Corr, guitarist from the Corrs (if you are not
familiar with this amazing band, type in Corrs to youtube and be blown away).
We all met up in London at the Green Man Pub, and from the start Jim Corr really
was a great chat, so well versed in all the false flag terrorism being played
out, and sometimes I feel alone in all this, so nice to meet someone who knows
as much or more than me on the subject. And now Jim has come out on radio this
week telling all he knows about the creeping police state coming.
http://audio.todayfm.com/files/corr-1.wma
So here we all were in London
for one of the greatest presentations anyone could experience revealing the gory
details of the darkest secretive shadow government that few people even realize
exists. It is the clever hidden evil that manipulates world politics, eugenics
programs designed to exterminate their races of undesirables, and a whole
entertainment based culture that robs one of his or her connection to real truth
and understanding by keeping them fixated and imprisoned in this distracting
physical box of pain and pleasure called civilization. All that sounds really
horrible, but David Icke presents this war of sensation and numbness together
with a philosophy of life so positive and empowering you step outside the
madhouse and just smile at it all.
At first I was thrilled and excited
to go to England, but seriously, London was nothing like I expected. It was
rather gray and dull, and crowded. Somehow I still had the idea english people
lived a rock and roll fantasy everywhere you looked, with colorful hair,
clothes, attitudes, and a confident swagger and style that the rest of the world
could only try to mimic. Boy, was I wrong. Maybe that was twenty years ago, or
30, in a dream world that TV created, because we never saw it, even after
walking hours on end around central to south, to north London.
The
destruction of the English culture is quite obvious, as immigrants have been
flooded into London from every direction, with streets full of people mostly
from India, Africa, China, or the Middle East, no Brit types. I am pretty sure
all the British have fled to the suburbs. And I just heard that a survey says
that most Brits actually want to leave England now for this reason.
This is all part of the European Union concept, saturate one culture
with other cultures who refuse to assimilate, destroy, uproot everyone, then
merge nations into one, as is being done with America, Mexico and Canada. Works
Great.
Well Done to all you big bankers and corporations! America is
finished, and now England is too.
Oh yea, we saw all the buildings that
one is supposed to associate with a world power, like the Parliament and so on,
lots of big fountains, and we saw Big Ben, and some very ornate old churchs,
abbeys, I think they are called, all very impressive. And it did occur to me
that these are the very structures that convinced so many that god and the
government should be adored, worshipped, and feared. But it didn't work on
me.
England is the power center of the new world order, with cameras
everywhere, thousands of them, but most all are disguised perfectly, painted
dark and blending in, we had to look hard to spot them.
One thing we
noticed, England is the inventor of the 1984 Big Brother police state, but we
actually saw no police roaming around looking for trouble. Very unlike America,
where they strut around with mirrored shades and juiced up steroid biceps,
intimidating everybody. In LA there are police on every street, and a police car
goes by every few minutes. But we saw none, except for a few bobbies, and that
big silly hat makes them look so harmless.
Oh, I am sure if they get the
call a poor bloke will be snatched up and disappeared in record time. The Mi6
are the most ruthless killers on the planet.
Sigh. We are all in very
big trouble.
Which brings us to why I came down to England, David Icke
was promoting his new monsterous 600 page amazing book called 'The David Icke
Guide to the Global Conspiracy- and how to end it', and icke fans are very happy
that he will do that with a sold out seven hour presentation at a gorgeous
concert hall called Brixton Academy.
Icke has proven repeatedly in his
two dozen books to be a leading author with the ability to approach the most
complex shadow government situations in our society, and compile researched
material that would make the greatest history book blush. But wait a minute, I
hate history, how boring can you get, and still somehow Icke lays it all out in
streamlined wording that flows perfectly, and for me, brings easy
understanding.
I only say that because with so many other books I end up
in the middle of the page without knowing where I am and how I got there, but
with his book I never had to concentrate to get a meaning out of the words, icke
strings words together like pearls and weaves perfect sense.
I often
left the coffee shop after only reading ten pages of icke's new book, and be
dizzy from all these revealed secrets of the coming world government with an
ashen white shock on my face. Ok, I am pretty white anyway, but this was scary
stuff.
If I was to stop a passerby and to point up the sky full of
crisscrossing chemtrails, I knew beyond a doubt that any one of the passing
strangers would give me a dumbfounded look. This infuriates me at first, but
then I sink down into my own sadness, and realize I am mostly alone in waking up
to what is happening. It is the facade of our society and it's glossy smiley
face veneer that has created a whole race of babbling sleeping zombies who
can't confront knowing what is going on. But not my little
group!
People are hypnotized by TV sitcoms, Oprah, Fox news,
football games, six packs of beer, porno, screaming babies, or simply trying to
survive daily family struggles. Why should they care about being sprayed by
military planes full of poisonous disease inducing chemicals.
Too much
to consider.
The attacks are coming from every angle, all designed
ingeniously to numb down, and dumb down our senses. Chemtrails, fluoride,
aspartame, prozac, vaccines, controlled media, cell phone radiation, microwave
radiation, genetically altered foods, and on and on
And as I am turning
the pages of his book I sometimes actually come to an illustration that I did.
That is the other thing, Icke used about 20 pieces of my political art to help
illustrate this book. I am reading the greatest book ever written, and then I
see my own art in it.
Shocking.
But the humor of my stuff really
does help take the edge off of what a painful world we live in.
It
was a sold out show, 2000 seats, sold out four months ahead of time, so these
are people who are very ready to hear the David Icke approach to knowing the
truth underneath the media lies. And David had arranged for four tickets and
backstage passes waiting for me and my friends. How cool.
The theatre
was a concert hall with the inside designed like the outside of a castle or
something, lit gently. And the stage was strung with lights that seemed to mimic
stars, and in the stars area was a huge screen that he projected image after
image that reflected each subject he talked about.
When David Icke
walked out there was pleasant applause, then it just erupted, louder and louder,
and on and on, sustaining for a very long time, it would swell, then start to
lessen, then build back, and louder and seemed to go on, and I suppose it was
everyone realizing that THAT dude standing there was the very same fellow that
had assembled such a staggering amount of information concerning our world
social predicament, unlike anyone ever had before, well, in my lifetime anyway,
and this crowd knew it just like I did, and the applause just continued. And
David thanked us.
But for all of David Icke's confidence and charm, I can
tell he is actually quite shy and humble, he seems vulnerable and totally
unafraid for you to criticize him, to see his flaws, and that is true
confidence. It is like he is opening himself up like a dissection on a lab
table, and saying, take a look, it is just a body, and funny thing, i am over
here, because I am not just a body.
And that brings us to the talk.
Best thing to do is to go to youtube and type in his name and look for
yourself, as there are dozens of five minutes clips of his talks.
He was
spellbinding, melodic, funny, and cuts through all the smalltalk straight into
the secret ruling families known as the global elite. Who, as we learn, are well
known to have the cold blooded heart of a reptile, no empathy for the dying and
suffering children caught in the middle of their endlessly gory and banker
financed wars. All for their chess game of power.
Icke began to pepper
the talk with some of my images behind him, the Free Speech Zone, then the MSG
Burger Fat Guy, the hypnotized children in front of the TV. Then there were
three in a row, and finally after about an hour, he stopped on one of my pieces,
it was the Jet Fuel 9/11 piece showing Bush laughing.
And he
said...
'when you see these pieces they are created by David Dees, who
somehow puts a huge amount of information into one piece of art, and you might
have seen his art on my website, and also Jeff Rense's site, and he is supposed
to be here tonight', then to my shock suddenly the crowd gave me a big round of
applause as it seemed obvious they all knew my work from those
websites.
Now there is a sensation I have never felt. Sitting in a
concert hall and the fellow on stage starts talking about you, and then the
place is applauding, am i dreaming?I was in sort of in a surreal world at that
point, it scared the crap out of me and I kind of sunk down in my seat. But then
I sat up and was really happy for the acknowledgement, it nice to hear that I am
right, especially after inviting some much criticism from everyone around me
about my viewpoints.
Makes me think back to when as a kid artist I
painted a landscape, put it on the wall and got excited if somebody just looked
and considered it. But now this. And Icke must have used 25 or 30 of my pieces
that night, and he mentioned my name again on one of the pieces.
But it
was not an ego trip for me. I never really think about myself in all this,
because to hear such validation from all these people familiar with my art just
makes me itch to create something even more wild and fantastic to shock them
with.
For me, it is all about just helping wake more people up. That is
what I can do to help.
The last two hours Icke pulled it all together
with a blistering amount of philosophy of life, how we can approach changing the
dire direction of a oncoming dangerous cliff the lizards in power are taking us
over. How we can change our own directions, how we are all connected, and a lot
about other dimensions and wavelengths of consciousness.
I liked his one
analogy about changing. He said, you don't comb the mirror, you comb your own
hair and the mirror changes.
During that part of the talk all the art
was from the other artist, Hugh, that he works with, all colorful line drawings
and spiritual abstract concepts, and spiritual energy formulas, that built to a
finale built around the basic concept revealed to him, 'Infinite Love is the
Only Truth, everything else is an illusion'. Good stuff, apply that to your
thinking and see what happens, really good. Big finish, and people were
seriously blown away.
So then, we got go up to the Green Room, and I only
imagined there would be a vast number of people in there, and I would just have
to get in line to meet David, but instead, there were only about ten or fifteen
people. And I turned around, and there was David standing all by himself. And I
was so not shy, I loudly said, 'i'm here David, I made it,' and he said, 'You
actually look like a David Dees', probably referring to my homeless person
styled hair, and wacky clothes.
I went for a handshake and he gave me a
nice hug instead, which, while I don't really like affection from men, it was a
huge show of respect from him for helping out, and contributing my art to his
work. And soon, we started chatting like old buddies. I never know if I will
feel comfortable around someone, but I was yapping about stuff, and he was so
locked in to what I was saying and after five minutes, we realized there were
many others in the room too. And this other guy put a video camera on him and
asked a deep question, and suddenly David went back into the lecture mode, and
we got a five or ten minutes answer that was as intense as the talk he just gave
outside.
But the cool thing was that we were a foot away from him.
Really priceless. That guy is a great teacher.
So to sum up? What
can I say, except, that I am glad I made the trip, and being a part of it all
was very inspiring, now I am on fire to get back to making wild
art.
Icke rocks.
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