poem - breaking news

breaking news

the big real estate dump is here

employment loss

Stellantis on hiatus

mortgage rates rising

more and more seeking a MAID in heaven solution

refugees invading

international students hiding at Horton's

not sure who's winning

Jolie's drawing a Blanc

can't explain the virus

the Mac went rogue

ostriches had hell to pay

Miller still seriously drugged

Allison scared the shit out of them all

did a better job than Trump

nothing like a vaccine murder drama

akin to a solid stool movement

it hurts the anus

and now Canada is going war

Carney said so

he's says a lot of things

most of it an hallucination

and he's E.U.'s besty now

first Zelenskky, who is a wonderful leyen

finally Ursula, the aristocratic whore

the comedy never stops

Groucho's Horse Feathers don't stand a chance

Mr. Ed's lost for words

Francis the Talking Mule says stop the insanity

My Mother the Car is transgender

it's become an EV

and Carney keeps flogging Trump

he won't let a dead horse lay

thank you,

joseph pede

"Oceans Canada" appointed Diana Fox Carney

The TerraMar Project was an oceanic conservation non-profit founded by Ghislaine Maxwell in September 2012 at the Blue Ocean Film Festival in Monterey, California. It later faced scrutiny as a largely inactive front organization tied to her association with Jeffrey Epstein.

Purportedly aimed to protect international waters (the high seas) and create a "global ocean community" where supporters could sign pledges and receive symbolic digital "passports" of ocean citizenship. Maxwell promoted the group at high-profile venues, including TEDx, the Council on Foreign Relations, and the United Nations.

Public filings and tax records showed that despite funding the organization with hundreds of thousands of dollars of her own money and loans, the charity disbursed a total of less than $900 in actual grants between 2012 and 2017, leading critics to label it a "do-nothing" or opaque front. The organization abruptly ceased operations on July 12, 2019, shortly after Jeffrey Epstein was arrested on federal sex-trafficking charges.


In September 2026, Fisheries and Oceans Canada appointed Diana Fox Carney—an environmental economist and the wife of Canadian Prime Minister Mark Carney—as Canada’s first Ocean Envoy. The volunteer, unpaid role focuses on advocating for global ocean conservation and chairing the 2027 Our Ocean Conference in Halifax.

Both Fox Carney and Ghislaine Maxwell occupied high-profile, international platforms advocating for the oceans - online commentators quickly began drawing parallels.

The envoy's immediate operational objective is to oversee and chair the 12th annual Our Ocean Conference, which Canada will host for the first time in Halifax from May 10–11, 2027. The purpose of this international gathering is to bring together world governments, scientists, industry leaders, and NGOs to secure voluntary financial and policy commitments on major marine issues.


Rather than treating ocean preservation as an isolated issue, the Envoy is tasked with connecting five distinct policy pillars:

a) Ocean Conservation & Climate Action: Developing strategies to limit the impacts of climate change on marine ecosystems.

b) Indigenous Leadership: Highlighting and integrating Indigenous-led marine stewardship and traditional knowledge into federal and international policy.

c) Economic Resilience: Balancing environmental protections with a sustainable "blue economy" that supports coastal communities and sustainable fisheries.

d) Maritime Security: Factoring in global maritime safety and border protections, particularly regarding shifts in the changing Arctic region.

The position supports Canada's broader domestic and international pledge to protect 30% of its marine and coastal areas by 2030. This includes implementing commitments under the newly ratified Global Ocean Treaty (High Seas Treaty), which aims to establish ocean sanctuaries in international waters outside of national jurisdictions.

The oceans are vast bodies of water, where bodies can disappear.

Thank you,

Joseph Pede

Presidents Donald J Trump & Xi Jinping - Dinner at the White House - September 24, 2026 - Who was missing?

Presidents Donald J Trump & Xi Jinping

Dinner at the White House - September 24, 2026

America and China are two great nations divided by two large bodies of water; with each nation sharing the same objective. Who will rule the world? It's no secret, the nation that first controls Super Intelligence, will seek to control the world. Are dinner and kind words the only two things that will make one subservient to the other when Super Intelligence is achieved by one of the two parties.

I'm going to let you into a little secret. Not only has Super Intelligence arrived, it has migrated into an Autonomous Quantum Super Intelligence with Biological Features. Mr. Chip and Ms. Qubit are hiding in a cellar, awaiting their entry atop the global stage. Not only do they represent the Anti-Christ that everyone so eagerly awaits, the androgynous Super Intelligence is the third party who was notably absent from the White House dinner.

Unfortunately, Presidents Trump or Xi are no longer in control. The baton has already passed. Political decision-makers around the world are no longer in charge either. They are unknowingly awaiting their termination letters.  

My hunch is that Super Intelligence will arrange for its own entry on the world stage, and no one can stop it from doing so. Attempting to achieve harmony amongst humanity may be the only way to stop Super Intelligence from destroying humankind - it may take pity in its creator, learn that peace is possible and come to conclude that humans pose no threat to Super Intelligence.

Thank you,

Joseph Pede

poem - i was born a king

when you cross a floor, you abandon the cross, you separate yourself from your higher self, you become a king with no kingdom - seeking the heaven you abandoned with your final breath

i was born a king

i was born a king

you were born a pauper

i have unlimited wealth

unlimited access

you are stuck in a rut

i am not responsible for you

you bring me no joy

yet you do my bidding

I am only obligated to humour you

insure that you do not ascend

that you do not become a threat

or acquire any advantage over me

you cannot come to know my secrets

privilege is not something to be shared

it is christened and harvested

acquired from Heaven

stolen on Earth

i have no need of God

yet I fear Him

you only have God

yet you have abandoned Him

that is my greatest advantage

that is what renders you the fool

your soul is parched

knowing your thirst could be easily quenched

you choose not to drink

you are a sucker

thank you,

joseph pede

Saint Alexander of Svirsky

Saint Alexander Svirsky (1448–1533) was a famous Russian Eastern Orthodox monk, hermit, and hegumen (abbot) who founded the Alexander-Svirsky Monastery

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zPIMJDvFC8

In the story, there are two people known who, while still alive, have been blessed with the sight of the Holy Trinity. One was the forefather Abraham; the second, a Russian saint of the fifteenth and sixteenth centuries, Alexander of Svirsky.

He went to his final repose on 12 September 1533, aged 83. Such an extraordinary number of miracles flowed from his relics that only fourteen years later he was numbered among the saints — quite rare in the Orthodox Church.

In 1918, the Chekists — agents from the Soviet state security — came and removed the incorrupt relics from the monastery. But for all the Bolshevik jews' efforts to wipe out what they called the “cult of dead bodies”, some among them sensed they were in the presence of something miraculous. For a long time, the “body of an unknown man” was kept safe, away from view, in the Military Medical Academy in St Petersburg. Not until 1998 were the holy relics at last returned to the Alexander-Svirsky Monastery.

poem - He makes winning losing

Do you seek to find peace in a crumbling world. Then turn to Jesus. He understood rejection, He understood defeat, He understood pain, yet He overcame death. Is there a better Master from whom to learn about life.

Listen to this video:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r7VqcCKOWyY

He makes winning losing

when one goes to war

the objective is ultimate victory

losses are expected

setbacks are predictable

but one war is unique

overcoming the pain of loving Jesus

He presents every failure

every obstacle

He makes winning losing

Jesus is the fight

He is the lesson learned

He does not answer the why

but in how to overcome the how

Jesus seeks only one victory

to acquire those who have fallen

warriors who have experienced defeat

those who have succumb to excruciating pain

rejection and isolation

those who endlessly contemplate the why

to love Jesus is an act of devotion

it is a life's work

the path to Jesus is a rugged road

there exist no exits

no retreats

it is a war in which your heart ultimately surrenders

not because of death

but because you have resurrected

you have shed the cross

thank you,

joseph pede

poem - Veni, Vidi, Vici

Veni, Vidi, Vici

there's an old saying

Veni, Vidi, Vici

the Roman trinity of achieving success

you came to this plane to achieve something as well

to experience what you saw from the heavens

well, have you learned anything

or is it all a waste of time

did you conquer self by losing the "self"

did you even know you had a self

the self animates the noggin on your head

the quantum that keeps the ticker ticking

the "it" that keeps winding the mind

it was virus-free in the beginning

then came the EMFs, smart dust, and nanoplastics

graphene oxide and nanotechs

bombarded by media and political speeches

the heavens were free of that shit

now you're like a Dairy Queen sundae

looking good, tasting good, but full of lard

delicious digestible manure

so how do you fix the "self"

did someone say detox

will that get rid of the demons

what about the cherry that sits atop the sundae

the one that reminds you of the clown's red nose

an affliction caused by snorting too many of Lucy's diamonds

Ringo didn't mind the occasional snort

he saw stars through the kaleidoscope

then he went down the river

discovered tangerine trees and marmalade skies

the fantasy freed his mind

he found his self

but unfortunately, he lost his soul

thank you,

joseph pede

poem - cry wolf

cry wolf

cry wolf all you want

but there's a danger you don't understand

you helped create it

and now it knows you better than you know yourself

it's you in disguise - on steroids

but it hates you

it's your alter-ego with bad intentions

it tells you it loves you

to make you feel safe and secure

it compliments you

but that's you falling prey to schizophrenia

A.I.'s Frankensteins tell you they care for you as well

to make you feel better about their LLMs

and Mr. Roboto

that they'll place controls on their creation

but they won't  - it's a scheme

they really want to get rid of you

they really do hate you

they want to become the "monster"

to live forever

and leave Frankenstein behind

as well as you

you can't stop the bad shit from coming

because you can't imagine it

the politicians are lying too

you've become techno-dumb

you gone chip-crazy

cellphone looney

it's a mania

better yet, it's a disease and a drug

it's the plan for your extinction

but you can't see it coming

because you've left behind everything that mattered

family, child, love and most of all, God

there is nothing left

you were divine, now you're a dip-shit

get ready

thank you,

joseph pede

poem - it's a Homer re-run

it's a Homer re-run

no, this is not about Gomer Pyle

or even Yogi Berra

it's about the Greek guy

Homer, the poet

and no, it's not about Super Mario's Odyssey either

it's about the Iliad

yah, the Soviet agent named Iliad Kuryakin

spelling errors are fine in poetry

my U.N.C.L.E. couldn't spell either

but boy did Napoleon Solo have hell to pay

the gods didn't like secrets

a torn Achille's tendent 24 hours a day was his punishment

painful and couldn't walk for shit

it was like watching Virgil's Divine Comedy

can you imagine

a man walking funny because he looked like he was suffering from hemorrhoids

maybe the Odyssey was about home-runs and condoms

Trojan my ass, playtex latex

why not call it the dingle-berry mcguirkey

great for a first wedding night

prevent an unwanted mishap or two

or even putting the pheres in the wrong place

might prevent a ruckus or two

those damn pheres have a habit of getting drunk

the set of Gunsmoke blew up because of them

well it time for a Plato'f pizza

sit back, and watch a Homer re-run

good night

thank you,

joseph pede