Sirius the Dog God: Exposing Evil & Finding Heaven in Altair. PART ONE

The Child Eater of Bern, Switzerland 1546

This is going to be epic!


I think the most painful thing in the world is to witness humanity and especially ourselves and our loved ones, stuck, in the false illusion of the world that is sold to us through royalty, religion, secret societies, corporations and government institutions. I have watched powerful loved ones being circled like prey by liars, false prophets, corrupt families and debauched institutions, who will all say and do anything to keep that person close where they can be controlled, even under the guise of doing God’s holy work, so that they do not break free and thrive independently of them. This person is their Midas, their Saviour, their modern day cash cow and their biggest threat. He cannot be allowed to break free of his shackles — least they all end up dead in his wake when he finally does wake up. I hope he wipes them all out once and for all. The world will be a much better place for it. I’m on his side and this is why.

What most people don’t realize is that our elite, royal families and those with powerful blood lineages in positions of power, have kept some significant ancient knowledge of humanities divine birthright and the actual story of our creation, hidden from us and especially the why we were created in the first place, which provides the context for this article. There are devious and calculated reasons for obscuring the truth from the masses. Not everyone is considered worthy of having this knowledge and power and the wealth it generates. Once exposed, not everyone will want it either. Some of us prefer to have nothing to do with the heinous system of things in the world and for damn good reason. They know that if we knew what they did, we wouldn’t want a bar of it either and that threatens their agenda for ultimate power and control. When we no longer need them, we are truly free and they no longer have slaves to do their dirty work lining their pockets. We can create our own destiny. Trying to achieve this and escape the matrix, is like playing the game of metaphorical snakes and ladders.

Everything in our world from the day we are born, has been designed to indoctrinate you into a system that only serves the royal elite blood families in every continent of the world. I am leaving nothing and no one out. This includes our governments and religious institutions — arguably the most powerful platforms in the world, designed to control the masses and perpetuate the illusions of freedom and salvation but also our giant corporations and media mogul’s. It is true that our beloved world is owned by certain families and exploited for all it is worth. We are mined of our energy and sucked dry by vampires in clan colours, all in the name of God.

What if I told you that the hidden ancient knowledge we need to see and understand in order to evolve as humans, is actually right there in front of us and on display in full sight all over the world? It is. To the sleepers of the world, this knowledge will appear ludicrous, a conspiracy, crazy and the powers that be will fuel this narrative but for those of us who seek enlightenment, the evidence is there if you choose to search for it. It requires nerves of steel and a belief that we can forge our own pathways to freedom, spiritual enlightenment and ultimately our own salvation, without complying to mainstream coercion, delusion and mass hysteria.

The world we live in, will have you believe that we are free to choose, that we all have free-will but I beg to differ. We are only free to choose based on options that are permitted by the laws of the land and sea and by religious dogma’s as outlined within confusing and misleading religious texts such as in the Bible, Quran, Torah, Dhama and the Veda. What’s worse, is that they will all have us perpetuate their negative agenda’s for them, and unwittingly be the makers of our own demise. The truth is, we can be a lot freer and become more enlightened but it means stepping off the grid and away from the matrix and finding our way back to nature and community. By doing so, we can raise humanities collective consciousness by following the principles of unconditional love, empathy, compassion and faith.

What we are witnessing today, is story in the making. An en masse spiritual awakening is occurring across the Earth where people are now questioning the establishment and all of it’s ruses, looking for explanations and answers, looking deeper within themselves and searching for a more meaningful purpose to our otherwise stressed, oppressed, subjugated, exhausted, traumatised, ill, fragmented and painful lives, outside of mainstream’s agenda. The establishment knew this would happen eventually and why we are seeing the Great Reset of the new millennium in the Age of Aquarius start with a mass depopulation cull. A manmade, genocidal germ warfare distraction designed to be the catalyst to bring in and entrench a New World Order.

Our religious and government institutions are involved in a heinous cover-up and have been using various platforms to maintain an established, elaborate form of control that is designed to serve only their agenda. One of World Domination. They have hidden pertinent information about who they are, deliberately and they laugh at us by parading symbolic, often heinous truths in public, right under our noses. These people have no love in their hearts for humanity. They are the evil in the world that they want us to denounce and also the ones that we mistakenly worship today. Once you understand this deception, you can not go back to fumbling your way through life, blind. It is impossible. What it does do however, is force you to choose a side and your soul and the after-life depends upon it.

They are about to take away even more of our freedoms and rights, by dropping the petro-dollar in favour of digital currency, making new laws to aid and abet the roll out the digital age under the guise of bringing humanity into a more modern era. Yes, an era of complete control is about to be rolled out by the most powerful people and organisations in the world. Once this happens, we will be trapped forever within the matrix and forever at their mercy (and literally the flick of a digital switch) if we fail to conform — and we will cease to exist anywhere within their system when we do. Good luck surviving that, unless you are aware and prepared for what is about to come and get off the grid as quickly as possible. This should be your number one priority. We need to be prepared for what is most certainly coming our way. We are at war but this Third World War is actually a spiritual one disguised within the digital era.

Their power is frightening. Make no mistake, and they are legion who will chew you up and spit you out without a care in the world and convince you that you are to blame for your own ignorance and downfall. They will try to convince you that you are worthless, undeserving, wretched and everything undesirable but they are wrong. They are pure evil and they want you to stay ignorant of this information. For most of the world population, this is an inconceivable claim I am making and it will create a huge cognitive dissonance to the majority of you who go about your daily lives none the wiser. Ignorance is most definitely bliss but I am not alone in working some of these things out for myself.

They do not want us to know about the role we play in their game of life, their game of snakes and ladders, their quest for immortality, their lust for children, their hunger for the flesh. This would mean the end of their power but it could also mean the start of a spiritual revolution, if you could only open your eyes. Make no mistake about it, we are at war. The time of Revelation and the End of Days are indeed upon us. We are the chosen ones who have been incarnated on this world, in this lifetime, in these vessels in order to shine a light on the wickedness of this world and raise our collective spiritual consciousness. In the following chapters, I will be discussing some of our ancient texts, creation theories, myths, the Anunnaki, Sirius the Dog/God star, the Ophiuchus, the snake and also sex trafficking, paedophilia, cannibalism, spirit cooking, adrenochrome harvesting, blood magic and murder. The evidence of it is everywhere in our societies, once you know what you’re looking at. Once you see, it will be impossible for you to unsee but you will have enough new information to be able to make new informed decisions and take the power back.

© Copyright 2023, Jodine Derena Butler. ‘Poetry Out West’, All Rights Reserved

The Secret Covenant

The Joker


The Joker
plays his cards then prays
for forgiveness
to a middle eastern Christian God
before hurling abuse
to those who aren’t white
professing to love women
secretly harbouring unfathomable hate
suppressed rage
staring Red indifference in the face
of reason, his reason
an excuse for payback; vindictive
retribution designed to maximize
powerfully charged emotional punches.

I have loved more than once
choosing my heart over head
batting eyelids deflecting
eggs scrambling to make sense
of the impossible scenario
time after time questioning
my self refusing to settle for anything
less than truth
watching loved ones turn
roll over, pulling the wool
over already unseeing orbs
holding on to contempt for love

Death has defined me
grief ripping me apart
till I am stripped bare and
‘The Joker’ plays me for a fool
his denial hardly concealed now
his truth defining him in the end
hidden underneath a facade
charm dangerously like a predators
false sense of security
when his hands are tied
his dirty hands
he tries to launder abrasive

the root of all evil
threatens to ignite the paper trails
that have us entwined
enmeshed together by banks
loans and fine print
our future only leased
the balance drains the half full cup
sentiment caught never to be released
that Holy Grail
proving to be forever out of reach
what chance did we have?
the die has been cast.

My love
my darling
you were my everything
my beautiful sweet illusion
my heart aches for remembering you
how you were before you changed colour
I fell head over feet for you and yours
grazing my knee in the process
I succumbed, numbing my defenses
getting back up being pushed back down
losing another fragment of hope
each time threatening don’t
now, the joke is on you.

© Copyright 2016, Jodine Derena Butler. ‘Poetry Out West’, All Rights Reserved


Backshed Bullshit Press


“We can’t approve every poet, in case it reflects badly” JD Butler

‘It’s only a name and doesn’t really mean anything’

But it seems as though it matters at the end of the day.

Standards must be kept after all.

It’s only for skilled/educated, literate poets.

We can’t approve every poet, in case it reflects badly.

We must make ourselves look good.

Weed out the riff raff as it were.

Make a name for ourselves.

Only the chosen few will be supported.

Friends and family.

© Copyright 2018, Jodine Derena Butler & Poetry Out West. All Rights Reserved


Freaky Fish & the Stench of Rotting Meat


I could smell it a mile away. The stench. It reeked. A purple suit jacket couldn’t distract my nasal passages, any more than the blue arse flies circling around my eggs bene and an old English breakfast. A seedy but not too bad cafe on Sandringham Road.

My submission was a waste of time and money in the end. His slobbering tongue may as well have slid around the inside of my mouth, probing for fishy morsels when he should have been licking the egg yolk, about to dribble from the corner of his. But there will be no saving the 1970’s retro tie from yet another polka dot stain.
I’m sure he could smell it too. My hot, pulsating wet pussy, soiling my knickers over the prospect of having my culinary words eaten out of context. It stinks. There is nothing quite like the smell of rotting meat to make a woman feel heavenly – retch! It cracks me up every time I regurgitate.
It was all business and no pleasure. A typical overcast Auckland day in the middle of winter, but it still didn’t stop him adjusting his oversized proportion trying it on for size. That would be a clichè, if he were unable to stop drooling over my salmon.
The damage is done. A lingering malaise assuming everyone thinks I suck. All it took was a piece of meat and all the fingering fucked me over. No conspiracy theory this time, just a stench and salmonella in my mouth.
Nazis were a problem.

I should have taken them all out.

© Copyright 2018, Jodine Derena Butler & Poetry Out West. All Rights Reserved


Honesty Died with Bukowski 


“Brown nosing is considered commentary, while deceit still lingers in gaslit ovens” JD Butler

People could learn to say what they mean, & mean what they say but

brown nosing is considered commentary, while deceit still lingers in gaslit ovens; no professionalism, integrity or due process. 

Fraudulent essentially – powerful people full of egotistical self righteous bigotry, who really don’t give a fuck! Zealots who would suck off anything & lick the rim, just to play the press.

I’ve retired, & that doesnt give anyone the license to try to get their end away by throwing a ‘seemingly solid’ literary curve ball at me, that’s totally full of shit!

Honesty died with Bukowski & I wish I lived in America, because I know exactly where to buy a cheap gun

without any background checks.

© Copyright 2018, Jodine Derena Butler & Poetry Out West. All Rights Reserved


Cold Comfort


I’m going slightly insane
Oh, to be deaf, dumb, blind & mute!
turning that blind eye, having nothing
more to do with it – all

No shoes on her feet
her hair a mess
the first thing she says is,
“Are you a mean stepmother or a nice stepmother?”
cuddling me, she tells me I’m nice before I can answer, awed
saddened & proud
all at once

I’m so afraid for our little girl
afraid to bear witness; joy, pain, confusion, innocence
I do my best, continuing to be consistent,
loving, nurturing & hiding
my own pain to shelter her

I need time out
not from our littlest princess, never
from that bright spark that lights up my world, my own fear worse for wear
knowing truth; being called a liar
cruelty appears nonchalant & we all know
ignorance breeds ignorance

I rise
above this time & detach
from that confined space lodging
deep in my brain & heart, threatening
to expose my GI Jane

She thrashes inside her prison cell,
the bars of my prison bend
but do not break, I give thanks
to God & Godesses & the Furies,
my Crone; for temperance
my aenima inanimate for the moment


I hear her laugh,
that contagious giggle
putting a smile on my face
all I need is patience; I can wait
Karma has not yet spoken, giving
cold comfort will come at a cost – all
I can do is love

© Copyright 2015, Jodine Derena Butler.  All Rights Reserved

God is Love


I feel shattered
my self dispersed
willy nilly
this way & that; sparks

on a funeral pyre


Isolated in a new country I proudly call my home, desperate for unconditional love and understanding. I am estranged from family who need no explanation least of all from me. We are grieving the loss of our precious little girl. The softest most gentlest child who has ever graced my presence. That’s the worst thing to comprehend. How could it all go so wrong?

Self pity and blame/shame become a toxic breeding ground for self-doubt.  Feeling victimized beyond where my psyche can find peace, I am being eroded from within. Still, those wicked thoughts work their way into my cracks, ever-widening, poisoning me from the inside out. I have a parasitic demon spreading its hideous tentacles into every mistake I have ever made reminding me of my foolish flaws. My lifesong is no more heard than those women in history; burned at the stake.

I thank God I was not born in that cruel Medieval era, although I recognise similarities in unjust sentences and we all know no one has a leg to stand on in times of prejudice. I see common sense, at the last-minute at least. Those women were tenacious, brave beyond measure and while the odds are gathering sticks stacking my pyre, my heart is with her and them, my love knows no bounds.

I make the calls, I speak my truth. It is all I can do to retain my dignity. My integrity is not in question, it has never been. I know right from wrong. There is  something insidious here at work, attempting to thwart justice by all devious means imaginable. It cannot last forever. She threatens me and us but though the system of things is corrupt, I am not.

Every day people are being dis – membered, crucified in the coldest places on earth. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy but she has brought us here to witness our incarceration and suffering, inflicting us with that cold, soulless stare. Her lust barely disguising her thirst for that elusive elixir of life.

I am human. I suffer like everyone else. My reserves are low and my inner flame is almost extinguished – doused by lies and deceit of the most heinous kind. I pray everyday for divine intervention. More than ever to Mary, to God, Goddesses, to the Crones, to whoever will listen. Those who weave their ancient threads on the great wheel of life, deciding our destinies.

By descending into hell, this time I know with certainty that wheel will rise again and I will find myself ascending, transcending all that was before. My faith wrapping my warm, safe, loving arms around her and us. I believe we are in the right place at the right time but the reasons for it are as yet unknown. I face this wrath. I take full responsibility for whatever I have failed to see and I will mourn.

My needs are the least important right now. Longer lives are at stake here. I am reminded of the Inquisition where women and poor innocent children were burned for nothing more than uttering truth in a world full of unscrupulous doings. My littlest princess is growing up way too fast. Her world separate from her self.

My focus is on one innocent child who is but a pawn in this farce. It is she who I admire, her resilience and the knowing that one day soon she will be reunited with love and have the best that love can offer her to heal. It won’t be too late, for love can work miracles for the most cruel of experiences. I have witnessed first hand how God will intervene having carried me in his stead before. Children are born resilient. They have inbuilt protection and I trust that she will be OK.

God is love and he does not desert his flock.

© Copyright 2015, Jodine Derena Butler.  All Rights Reserved



when I was born
I was an orphan.

illegitimate problem child
doted & despised

promises were made
& broken

carpets were pulled
knives were drawn

ashes & best wishes
dead & buried

I don’t belong to him or her
or them,


& their favourite lie
is snivelling


© Copyright 2010 Jodine Derena Butler.  All Rights Reserved