"It is a HARD Truth to Have to Accept that Most People Don't Care what Happens to You."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I would hate to be a doctor in these times. Can you imagine, if you were honest in your profession, how many times you would have to say, “You are the victim of your own bad lifestyle?” The problem with modern western medicine is that they do not follow their primary dictate; “First do no harm” because they do plenty of harm. What they should have as a guide, is first identify the cause of the harm. This they do not do because it is all about quelling symptoms and nothing about the origin of the symptoms.

Yesterday morning at the end of my meditation, as I was preparing to come back down the voice in my mind said, “Lord, you know all, I know not at all.” It just appeared unbidden. I've had reason to bring it to mind several times since.

How is it that such a large portion of the population can buy into the used car salesman, carnival barker bullshit being pedaled? Migrants are streaming across the border with no background checks or COVID tests and you are going across and through all the hoops and hurdles as if you have no right to be here... What is it? Is the stick too distracting, the carrot too enticing?

I look at the goings-on in the world and I am stunned at the way people behave with no thought of the consequences of their actions. ALL actions have consequences. I feel sometimes as if I am an alien from another system. It does not matter to me how some people may think me deluded because I have an ongoing conversation with Heaven. I speak with God all through the day now and he answers me. Nothing in life that I have ever known holds even a particle of the value of that. It is ONLY important to me that I KNOW my conversations are real.

No, it is not God that I speak to directly, no one does that. God's angels do speak to us, if and when we make ourselves PRESENTABLE. We must make ourselves presentable or they will not speak to us. Just as you need a coat and tie to go into certain establishments that I never frequent, and just as you wear trunks to swim in, or a uniform, depending on your duties, you must be dressed with a certain amount of Virtue, Faith, and other qualities BEFORE angels will speak with you. Anyone can do it who DESIRES to. There are protocols to everything.

God measures us differently than do other people. God not only sees us but sees through us and as deep as we may be, God is deeper and there already. Impressing other people is a skill. Anyone can learn that too. It often requires guile to do this, though some might call it diplomacy; unless sincerity rings as if you were a bell and then you are heard... sooner or later. God KNOWS our hearts and minds, knows us better than we shall EVER know ourselves. The PROBLEM is... the Leap of Faith. Unless you fully believe, you cannot fully commit, and you cannot believe until it is PROVEN in you. However, I will say with all the authority I shall ever possess that God is INTIMATELY aware of you at all times and you can become aware of God at all times too. This makes for a remarkable potential for conversation because God is your friend and you KNOW that God is your friend. You have convinced yourself of it. You can convince yourself of anything as examples prove to us all day long.

I wondered about the origins of that Flat Earth nonsense and all the other bizarre fantasies and rumors people pass around. I go to the usual news-gathering sites and these days the number one thing I take away from the articles is that they don't know what they are talking about. They are spreading rumors and supposition. They are hoping to have their Nostrildamus moment and they figure if they say one thing or another a thousand times, sooner or later they will be right, and then there will be a profit. There are many economists who have been dining out on some breakthrough in their youth that never since has found any accompaniment. MEANWHILE... God is watching.

Yes, God is watching every day. He has millions and millions of eyes and ears. He hears and sees everything, through EVERY pair of eyes, he sees. The slightest change in the disposition of the heart is brought to his attention. Every shift in the wind is noted and also made possible by him. I imagine myself as a ship on the ocean of life and my sails are tuned to the will and whims of God and which adjust automatically to every change in the wind. Yes, the winds of God will and do propel you wherever you are meant to be unless you know better, and I... DO NOT. It is like being a child with invisible playmates.

Oh... I dare not behave like that, Visible, people will think I am crazy. On the other hand, I consider EVERYONE crazy who does not live so. What an empty life it is to be filled with lifeless objects, faithless friends and lovers, worrying about what people who don't care about you think about you. Surely you have been at a dinner or a gathering where the conversation centers around whoever is not in the room. You learn a lot by paying attention to these things, and you should know that as soon as you leave the room, they will be talking about you. It is a HARD truth to have to accept that most people don't care what happens to you; that most of those you call your friends are not your friends.

Having been in danger many times, and having lost everything I had more than a few times, I know how many friends anyone has and they will too, come a time of disaster. You never know the mettle of anyone until danger appears and people start to think about what it might cost them. As soon as you behave other than expected, as soon as you broach the parameters of safe routine, watch and see what it gets you. Most people are decent, kind, and want to be helpful... as long as... as long as. I don't fault people for this. It's human nature.

I no longer look at the news or hear about some unfortunate event than I feel terribly sad for the people. I used to have all kinds of reactions; not anymore. I KNOW that there but for fortune goes I, except it isn't fortune, it's fate woven from a carpet of actions. I have found Compassion to be far more than I ever thought it was and sometimes, now, it wells up in me and brings tears to my eyes. Truly did Master Lao Tzu speak when he said, “No matter what, never let go of Compassion it is a weapon from the sky against being dead.” He said it was what made it possible to afford your enemies.

I spoke with God last night and was asking if there was anything I could do to evolve at a faster rate. I mentioned what he had said about success being speedy for the energetic and he said;

“You're going at a good clip already. You know how you can feel on certain nights when the energy comes up like the tide and you feel that margin of discomfort? That is due to the speed you are moving at. It may not look like you are getting anywhere but most of the real growth goes on under the surface. You're doing fine. Don't worry about it. I already told you you have come as far as you can on your own. Now, I must come and take you the rest of the way, BUT... it is on my time. Leave it in my hands. Don't be impatient.”

Today, the day came at me sideways. There was a strange tension in the air and I had a few stumbles trying to orient myself. As the day continued so did the leaden sense of weight coming down on me. This went on until I walked up the street to check the mail. I came across the front and on to the sidewalk and The Sun hit me and my whole state of being transformed and the angel said;

“Visible, pay attention! If you are having a struggle that is good because something positive will come of it, but... NEVER think that I am not right by your side every minute”,

...and I could feel the intensity of The Sun as if it were the vehicle of communication. Then the force of the words increased measurably and he continued;

“I'm right here. I will always be right here and as soon as you can fully grasp this, all limitations will melt away because ALL YOUR RESISTANCE WILL BE GONE. It's science, Visible, Math actually. It is precise as precise can be. Trust me, COMPLETELY, and don't let momentary discomforts affect you BECAUSE... you are only passing through.

“Do you understand? None of this should have any effect on you because you are ONLY passing through. There is no need for you to become attached to any of it. It's just a projection of the mind. Stop making the pictures and let me give it a try. I've been told I have a good eye.”

I came away so thrilled by that that it is still with me, and this happens all through the day, every day. How does that happen to anyone? I don't put my attention on anything else, or let me say I do my best not to. One of the best things to happen to me in recent memory is that I now understand HOW VERY REAL GOD IS and at a level where it is more real than anything else is to me, which makes it possible for me to hinder less. Amazing things happen when you stop getting in the way. That's pretty much the whole point of the exercise.

How many times have you heard someone else say something like, “I figured it out and I can't understand why it took me so long. The answer was right in front of me the whole time.” Of course, you have heard some version of that many times. It is like that. I find it so hard to believe it took me so long to learn what I could have learned much earlier. Then God will say, “Visible, it wasn't time yet.” What I have intuited out of that is that ALL YOU HAVE TO DO is give your attention to The Divine and then be ASSURED of a result and not be concerned about the time passing. As long as you are yoked to the plow and paying attention you will have a straight furrow. You just make God the objective and he WILL take care of the details.

The details ARE NOT your department unless you make it so and then you find out why they say, “the Devil is in the details.” Those furrows do not go unseeded and the fruits of your labor WILL flower WHEREVER you happen to be. You cannot avoid your meeting in Samarra. Then again you could be on the Road to Damascus, or Damcar as the Gematria students term it, or the Rosicrucians used it.

It DOES NOT have to be a bad ride, though it can take some miles of bad highway to get that sorted. It did for me. I stayed stupid longer than most.

End Transmission.......