Poetry in Motion, Wave upon the Ocean.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

Merry Day after Christmas!!! Christmas Spirit continuing to grow. Mind the mainsails as the boat of your existence (cue Thomas Cole) rides with the wind at its back. Christmas Spirit is billowing the sails. Of course, we all celebrate Christmas differently to some degree. Some of us, like the Israelis celebrate Christmas according to their own traditions in a very different way. Let me explain how that works. Depending on the demiurge or deity that you serve, different forms of service and appreciation are required. If you serve The Lord of Light then generosity to your fellows, service to humanity and other similar acts are expected. If you serve a bloodthirsty demon then violence, outrage and most especially, horrific assaults against the defenseless are de rigueur. If the Israelis had a website like mine, they would have the faces of their victims in descending bubbles, most prominently that 3 year old girl they blew to bits a couple of days ago. She had been scheduled to appear in the upcoming Disney movie, "The Littlest Terrorist". Now, I guess that's no longer workable unless they want to make it a zombie movie, maybe call in Tim Burton and have him give it some kind of Beetlejuice flavor. It could be a great holiday movie.

We have various holiday messages and this is a good one. Then there are other Christmas messages which I will leave it to you to be the judge of the sincerity of. In some cases, citizens of different nations are sending special Christmas greetings to the rulers of their countries and these rulers are going to be transformed into holiday toast for the new year. Yes, things are shaking up considerably, as the heads who wear the crowns rest on uneasy shoulders. Lady Nature is sending out Christmas greetings as well. I don't know what she has planned overall. I do know that she's not fond of sleepwalkers headed in the wrong direction, when the action offshoots have the propensity to trod roughshod over all that she holds dear

As the webs of subterfuge fall into tatters from the impact of critical mass, more and more rotting red herrings are wrapped in newspapers and left with burning paper bags filled with shit on the world's doorstep Christmas is a time of giving and... receiving. All gifts are not welcome but many are inevitable. Some gifts that are unwelcome to the ones receiving them are very welcome to others observing the offering. In some places, Christmas isn't welcome at all. It's become official policy to censure even the mention of it. It's become against the law to wish someone Merry Christmas! So, let's do what visible does in cases like this and let out with a resounding Merry Christmas!!! Let's have Christmas all year long! Let's just be busy little elves and get right into giving and receiving to the extent of our resources and capacities and remember that the very best that we can offer, is our love and faith in each other and to bestow upon each other that most priceless presence; freedom! Yes, we are in a position to confer freedom on one another. It is a most important freedom. It is the freedom to be ourselves and vive la difference. We're all different. Some of us are on different rays and all kinds of things apply or don't apply. This confuses many of us who might not realize that various states, conditions and actions can all be right so far as they go in relation to the different personas they apply to. Something can be right for me and wrong for you and vice versa. Some of us have a dispensation to do things others cannot. In the end it's all about Karma and the particular and sometimes peculiar manner in which the cosmos has decided to work it out on our behalf. Some of us are more breakable and we need an easier more extended go. Some of us can take whatever's thrown at us, so we get the heavy artillery. Some of us are carrying the weight of others as well as our own (Cue The Band) and some of us don't even know that and some of us do. What that means is that when we triumph over a particular shortcoming that we are in possession of, it is vanished from the lives of others, in resonance with our progress. This is the specific reason that some shortcomings are really hard to get rid of and as I have mentioned before, some shortcomings are on timers. They aren't going anywhere until the clock runs out.

The same is true about conditions of the material realm. They will go on until the timer runs out and everything is on some kind of a timer but remember we've got SMPTE time code and we've got time stretch. We've also got fast forward, which can be good and bad news, depending. We don't have rewind. Finally, as most of us know, time is an illusion and it's relative to location and state of mind, such as the difference between watching an entertaining film and being in prison, both of which I have enjoyed (grin) on occasion. Real prison is no joke but being in prison without visible walls I suspect is worse. A lot of people are confined in that manner, which is why conferring freedom is such a great thing. Of course, that is often on a timer too and may not go down until someone asks, "Who was that masked man?". You confer freedom by being free.

None of us knows how close or how far we are from higher freedom. In The Way to the Kingdom (another gift) the author speaks of 'the quickening' and says that we do not know the state of others, when the quickening comes, one who was thought to be of lesser intelligence may well prove to be of much higher consciousness. This quickening is the western equivalent of Kundalini activation. The Shakers were up to a similar thing and the term 'the quickening' was in use during that period.

Well now, even though Christmas is officially over, at least the main day is, unless you work for UPS or Fed-Ex... that doesn't mean you can't still give someone a gift. If you're in a high crime zone, like the U.S. or U.K. you might want to think about purchasing this fine auto accessory for friends or family and even for yourself (side note), that film is among the top five funniest movies ever made. If you haven't seen it, it will give you a thoroughly enjoyable couple of hours today... or tomorrow.

It's all math and most of us known this intuitively but the hard core left brain specifics of it escape those of us who are right brain. This is why poetry is an expression of higher math. It can also contain prophecy as in Yeats poem and the works of Nostrildamus (legendary coke freak- kidding!) and Mother Shipton. It's also true of Lao Tzu and Omar Khayyam. Are we mathematically congruent yet?

I had planned on taking yesterday off and then I planned on taking today off. I guess it's not up to me. Meanwhile, the word processing software I'm using has been screwing up and I lost a particularly lyrical section of this posting. All the other ones have screwed up previously. Someone doesn't want me writing. It's too calculated and persistent to be accidental. As it is, I'm using something really obscure but now they've tracked that too, or I'm paranoid, doesn't matter really as it stops nothing, I just find another way around it; takes longer but I'm not going anywhere until I do, so I'd just be waiting around in any case, might as well have something to occupy the time while the timer ticks away.

Let me wish you one and all a continuing passage of good times, occasional bouts of tranquility and serenity warring for dominance (grin) and serendipitous prosperity pulling you into alleys of unexpected good fortune and mugging you with serious gifts of all kinds. Focused certitude and unshakable faith in the generosity of the cosmos, definitely results in positive outcome. The reverse grants you the reverse and that's called, Poverty Mentality and remember, the whole point of that Jesus on the Cross thing is about the perpetual state of humanity in respect of the four elements warring within. The outcome of his tale is that he overcame that and so he's not the one on the cross, we are. Harmonious resolution of this leads to an understanding of that Rosicrucian salutation, "May the rose bloom on your cross." Life is as good as we are. Either we learn or we become lessons.


End Transmission.......

Song: Dean Martin - Let it Snow

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