Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Every day, for half an hour to an hour, I scour the news feeds, which kind of circles the planet. In the last six months, one feature stands out above the rest, and that is the intensifying Insanity in The World, and The Work of Mr. Apocalypse. There are many links below that show some amount of it. I'll be gone for a couple of days, so... it's something to do (grin).
Here is one of the places they set policy for The Central Banking Satanists, AND The Prince of Darkness, who is the inspiration for their Intent. It's a who's who of visible icons for The Infernal Realm come to Middle Earth. Middle Earth is that plane which exists between Heaven... and The Depths. There are planes ever more and more rapturous, beyond the ken of the mortal mind... finer and finer. I again recommend reading Chapter 43 of “Autobiography of a Yogi.” A CAREFUL reading gives a clear indication of what is there. Beyond that... words do not go, but existence continues all the way to the throne of The Most High.
It goes in the other direction as well... denser and denser, hotter and hotter, as would be expected from increasing compression. It becomes more alien, and fear is alive and palpable. Both of these actually exist in you and can be accessed to one's delight and terror, depending. Those presently tormenting Humanity are booked for passage on the down escalator. Others are ascending Jacob's Ladder or some similar trope associated with a particular tradition. There are MANY sections to Heaven, and also to Hell.
We are, simultaneously, a tiny particle in a vast and immeasurable body, AND also contain the whole within us as well. We are the government in an ungoverned land, UNTIL... until we come to an understanding and permit good government to be visited upon us, If you follow the laws of Heaven, you will undoubtedly find yourself in Heaven. If you follow the call of Mammon, you will find yourself in Hell. Everything exists in The Mind BEFORE it becomes a physical reality. When you purify The Mind and The Emotions, nothing otherwise can come near you. Whatever you have made yourself attractive to will be drawn to you, be they angels or demons. This is The Work of one who is aware; to sort your companions, to put out one welcome mat and withdraw the other. Like consorts with like.
When you KNOW that Mr. Apocalypse is a real and conscious force. When you have convinced yourself that an Awakening IS in operation. When you can see the Trends and Patterns making mosaic-like, and acting like paisleys poured from a teapot, to make a magic carpet of colors, traveling on a wavelet of sound that is caused by God humming to himself, you are in a place you can't talk about and there is no one you need to explain yourself to.
We imprison ourselves. One of the main functions of death is to get us out of what we got ourselves into. The intent of evolution is to make us known to one another as gods, in a reflection of The True Light of the one who makes it possible, and without whom it WOULD NOT be possible. Elsewise, we can descend into the quicksand and entropic murk; where it is... that carnal desire and appetite WILL take us. Everything is upside down. You start out seeing the world upside down and reverse the process when you learn to walk, which is one of your greatest accomplishments... learning to walk.
Life has devolved into a snatch and grab free for all, whether it is earthly goods, power and fame, a smorgasbord of carnal delights, certain to rot your teeth in every sense or... wherever the carrot leads; remembering that the whip cannot be far behind. MANY of us have opted out of self-restraint, in order to be an indentured slave to the hard hand of stomach troubles and STD-s. Anyone driven to dance on the lower floors will find that they are chained to the galley. People lie, and connive, and offer their necks to vampires unseen.
For The Purpose of Demonstration, I went through the gauntlets of The World, got whipped with knotted ropes, and... somehow... in the night, was cut loose of the dock. I floated far out to sea and woke up. It was a thrilling few moments of fear and surprise. I was fortunate there were dolphins in the area and they brought me safely to another land. Certainly... I deserved death for my sins if the Wages of Sin are Death. Having directly experienced the mercy of Heaven, I am a True Believer in what I cannot see, though... I am told, I WILL see at some point further on.
The whole of The World is composed of tissue paper lies, a kind of flammable, crepe-like paper-mache on which all objects in extension are moved about by invisible rollers. It is a carnival ride of thrills and chills, followed by a sense of lasting disappointment and regret. People feel their shame is reason enough to stay. In these times it can even make you rich for a moment. None of us has to be in the soup. We are not frogs made comfortable by the company of those we call friends, as the heat rises and we grow sleepy. So many of us have hostages from a fortune we CANNOT protect them from. Those who live in mortal fields will have their mortality harvested in its season.
Once again... we are in a Time of Summing Up. Everyone is being exposed to others, and later... even simultaneously... to themselves, as the costumery melts away under the gaze of Mr. Apocalypse. You see them on the big stages and smaller stages, cluelessly embarrassing themselves for all The World to see. It is as if some fiendish hand is at work, both setting the stage, and clouding the mind. The makers of the vaccines have all now found themselves on The Forbes 400 list. Everything you see and hear is being manipulated by those showing it to you. A cabal of obscenely rich sociopaths is at work with a burning fury to enslave The World and kill most of the inhabitants. This is not up for dispute.
Unfortunately for them, the battle is already OVER. The Good Guys won. We are now living in the echo of that victory. It can take some time for the results to precipitate down into our day-to-day. Think about how fast a thought can fly as you imagine yourself running along behind it... way... way... behind it.
If you are troubled by appearances, which are manipulated to that end by those working them, it is a simple task to free yourself from the rodeo. Your mind is an airport. Thoughts fly away, and land constantly. Most of us are inept thought-traffic controllers. Empty your mind of all thought or hold your mind to one thought. Either of these will work. All bondage begins in The Mind. Fear is the bonding agent, and it is what your Underlords drink and are intoxicated by. These Underlords roil the waters of your being... IF YOU LET THEM. They are full-bore-spreading doubt and confusion, and this is glaringly evident. Don't give these things a place to land. Send them on their way elsewhere. The time WILL come when you can incinerate them in their tracks and they will not fly on any further. For the moment, you must leave this in the hands of those who can.
We are ALL guided and guarded to the extent that we will accept that it is so. In the process, WE LEARN to be the co-pilot. We learn to consciously allow The Light that banishes the darkness to be resident within, as it already is. It is a simple acknowledgment, an Act of Faith... if you will. You ARE NOT alone, even though you are most certainly alone if that makes any sense. Both of these are good things when properly understood. You are also far more powerful than the appearances being directed at you by the agents of The Father of Lies, who is also God as he is understood by The Wicked. There is ONLY God, angel, or devil... as perceived through the lens of your perspective, formed out of your attractions, your fears, and your superstition.
Why oh why do people take the fabrications of another mind as the template for their own beliefs? Why not go in search of it yourself? Why not venture into that undiscovered country BEFORE you are put in transport? Why not find what is there, as it applies to you, instead of the version someone else laid on you? It has no meaning unless it is Visceral and the fruit of your own direct experience. Otherwise, it is a listless song and dance of the intellect; endless whimsical projections of angels dancing on the head of a pin... a tawdry, mind-numbing festival of false lights, with tables of white wine and cheese; the endless chatter of how it looks from that angle, in a peep-show looping video of blind men groping elephants.
All you need to know is that God is Real. Then... a sane mind seeks and strives for a closer proximity. The veil of the High Priestess closes behind you forever, and you are on your way. When The Truth takes off her clothes, The World disappears.
End Transmission.......
A whole lotta links. Got a whole lotta links=
Via TooFab
Someone in The Shadows is manifesting this. They are desperate!
Disabled Teacher Hospitalized by 18-Year-Old Female Student as Police Warn Against 'Smack a Teacher' Month
Via B1ackSchefter @Twitter
The pressure of The Awakening keeps intensifying and causing more and more of this-
https://twitter.com/i/status/1426770794848391171
Huge fight at the Rams-Chargers game at SoFi Stadium... pic.twitter.com/aOrndTxdKF
— BLACK ADAM SCHEFTER (@B1ackSchefter) August 15, 2021
Via Citizen Free Press
Sick and twisted programs coming to pacify the landscape=
Dr. Leana Wen
"You shouldn’t travel to see your family on Thanksgiving if you’re Unvaccinated"
Via The Anti New York Times
I KNOW he could have gone into greater detail, but... this should do.
Debunking Flat Earth Theory
By Mike King
Via TMZ
Uh oh... the world's most powerless victims display their power on yet one more victim, who rolls over and plays dead=
Meyers Leonard Talks About His Bond With The Jewish Community
Via Breitbart
Don't much care for this fellow, who is a vaccine apologist and cheerleader but I am in full agreement with him here=
John Nolte:
Hollywood Stands for Chappelle and Against the Woke Gestapo
Via Fox News
It is not a desirable fragrance to stink of desperation and reveal yourself a clown of Babylon=
Madonna lies across desk, flashes audience on ‘Tonight Show’
Via Fox News
Doesn't this sound like a long-term solution to never running out of the homeless?
Jason Rantz:
Seattle spends heavily to house homeless in pricey hotels and fancy penthouse view studios
Via Steve Gruber
Like I said from the giddyup=
Facebook Sucks but So Does the Scam The Democrats Ran on Us on Tuesday
Via IOTWReport
The war is on at every level=
Despicable: SNL Mocks the People Who Have Been Standing Up For Their Children at School Board Meetings
Via Breitbart
The Usual Suspects ride again-
U.S. Universities Control Students with Online Reporting Systems, from Protecting ‘Identities’ to Doxing Unvaccinated
Surveillance on campus: Universities give students tools to report on each other's COVID violations or 'bias incidents'https://t.co/YPrVPL6DN1
— Campus Reform (@campusreform) October 7, 2021
Via The New York Post
crocodile swine=
Moderna founders debut on Forbes’ list of 400 richest Americans
Via The New York Post
Ain't that cold!
Parkland school shooting suspect Nikolas Cruz cries in court after colored pencils taken away
Via PageSix.com
This way they can mute the truth and hope all the plastic surgery will be ignored=
Adele ‘f–king disappointed’ by women’s comments about her weight loss
Via Fox News
Actually, I thought it was hilarious, but then... I'm NOT politically correct, no way, no how=
'The View' co-host Whoopi Goldberg gets apology from 'Shark Tank' star over body shaming 'joke'
5 comments:
You hit it outta the field with this one. Excellent!
Vis, a 'wise' posting. Appreciated!
Vis: "This is The Work of one who is aware; to sort your companions, to put out one welcome mat and withdraw the other. Like consorts with like."
I guess I am an oddball in this regard. Lots of my 'companions' are reformed bad-guys. When Higher Self and Others have Cleaned some bad-guy entity, the entity often turns-around and becomes an informed good-guy. They have already been through-the-mill, and have no subtle attraction to being 'seduced' to the bad-guy side. Some want to be friends. I rarely 'see' them; they may be a motley crew... (grin)
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Vis: "You start out seeing the world upside down and reverse the process..."
With all my Other Side travels, Down Here seems upside down. Why no telepathy? Why act dense? One time, a (real) faerie 'snagged' me away from a path. It had been curious that I could sense them. A part of me spontaneously offered to share my Soul with it. *Zap* All of a sudden, I had this feeling of intense freedom, like a cloud. And a feeling of wellness; all was right with the world. In turn, the (real) faerie got to feel what it was like to have a solid body and boundaries. We both Learned of other possibilities...
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Vis: "Unfortunately for them, the battle is already OVER. The Good Guys won. We are now living in the echo of that victory."
Yep. I am intensely curious to see how that 'outworks' in the physical plane...
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
I love that you put in these links. You have a knack for making a photo montage out of what you said in the post. It is at one time interesting and also discomfort making. I'm letting you know that some of us see what you are up to.
Visible One to Many,
A radiant essay/prose poem/dipping from the Well!
Gracias, Merci and Thank you!
When you KNOW that Mr. Apocalypse is a real and conscious force. When you have convinced yourself that an Awakening IS in operation. When you can see the Trends and Patterns making mosaic-like, and acting like paisleys poured from a teapot, to make a magic carpet of colors, traveling on a wavelet of sound that is caused by God humming to himself, you are in a place you can't talk about and there is no one you need to explain yourself to.
Expression from divine inspiration, tapping the tree of life for the sweet syrup.
Words pointing to the place where words are too clumsy to carry the tune and your Audience already loves you so completely there is no need to perform for your supper!
One of the enticement tactics to snare egocentric extended filaments is to sell the false individuality by way of self-indulgence in place of the One Individual Life.
As if playing endless variations within a virtual reality game could ever transcend the game, like anyone wins a way out of the game just by playing the game!
The One is ultimately individual, the Ultimate Individual, free to express Uniqueness in everything, in every moment, in every form, in every desire, in every thought and feeling.
But the human comprpmises sharing in the Universal Dance for a pittance of superficial strokes, paper thin distinctions, fleeting fame ending in brain strokes and yet another cycle in the old school.
As the contrast deepens, people motivated by mindless carrots extended from their own short pole become boring to be around, no matter how much Matrix worship is directed their way.
The mental masticators playing with themselves in public, on a drug high dragging all who pay attention into the grave with them, stick out like sore heads.
The energy traction fields fishing for sole attention become repellent while the people who are learning to let go of their personal pain shine like mini suns.
Are we growing dependent on the world as props for our appreciation of living?
Or cutting ourselves loose from our bondage to vanity and receiving joy from observing with a dispassionate eye, while the Passion flows through us as It wills?
Remember the intensity of childhood play?
When being with the One contemplating some activity, with others or not was so delicious? No dominance, no cruelty, just the delight of our being one with life, no matter what, our enjoyment flowing through a timeless moment?
As the anti-life wave recedes, exposing the dessicated vampires to the light all around the world, we purge ourselves of any attachment or fascination with the path of opposition they drove upon, the reactionary resistance to the One Desire just to maintain a "precious" of their personal limitations...
The greatest anti-life exemplars serve the One as demonstrators of the end result of going in the polar opposite direction from center.
"Far out Man" is becoming extinct while those nearest to the Heart go on a Real trip beyond human imagination!
We are ALL guided and guarded to the extent that we will accept that it is so. In the process, WE LEARN to be the co-pilot. We learn to consciously allow The Light that banishes the darkness to be resident within, as it already is. It is a simple acknowledgment, an Act of Faith... if you will
Anyone still want the dying Matrix life?
It is on sale cheap right now, as its half-life is measured in gnat's years.
Those of feeble mind may purchase a ticket cheaply as the show is almost over, with even a half-hearted commitment to join the doomed minions in their misery.
We who feel our souls when the spirit moves us already occupy the best place to be...
A new Petri Dish is up now=
"Your Heart can be Turned Into a Rushing River, Which is Fed by the Measureless Ocean of God's Love."
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