Thursday, June 27, 2024

"Suffering and Wanting... Are Star-Crossed Lovers... Who Go Everywhere Together, and... Are Never Seen Apart."

God Poet Transmitting.......


♫ Hey Joe, where you going with Al's Hammer in your hand?
I'm gonna hit myself in the head... again and again.
I caught myself messing in my pants again.
Hey Joe, where you gonna run to? I can't run.
Where you gonna run to? I can't run.
Say hello to Uncle June if you see him;
gobble gobble... gobble gobble ♫
(with apologies to Jimi Hendrix)




In my defense, I really didn't spend a whole lot of time on that. In order to see The Sacred and The Profane on the same mindscreen... at the same time... as I do... you need to use a super wide-angle lens. I happen to have one of those... being a clinically diagnosed... chronic schizophrenic. When I heard about the diagnosis, a really long time ago, I wasn't sure what it meant. Then I discovered that it is a common state for artists. I explained how that works once, but maybe everyone reading now wasn't around then.


Normal... programmed... tunnel vision... zombie people... have a fence that encircles an imaginary perimeter in their mind. It was built up through Karma and early childhood conditioning... to contain and... they imagine... conceal their thoughts from others. Fact is... that's just a mental construct. Any self-aware person who takes psychedelics finds that out really quickly... unless they are dumber than one of the fence posts that support that imaginary fence, and then they wouldn't be self-aware.


Some of us though... some of us... for any number of reasons... find that a section of our mental fencing has been broken down, and thoughts can just wander out, and go practically anywhere... like an aging Zine Queen does... in their own heads... while pacing up and down the hallways of a locked ward. Zine Queen is slang for a Thorazine-prescribed patient. It's an ugly chemical, but it does lobotomize the more violent inmates.


When my initial kundalini experience took place, all the fencing was blown down and... I was loose in the one mind. This made the people around me really uncomfortable... because... they could feel my presence intimately. This caused them to freak out, which is why they did not have a Kundalini experience themselves... because of the Star Wars defense system installed in their heads. I... on the other hand, am usually thrilled by this sort of thing.


It doesn't actually work (The Star Wars defense system) but it gives people a false sense of confidence that no one will show up in their heads unannounced. Good luck with that... especially in the times soon to come.


Well... I was just trying to explain why you see such a wide range of perspectives in these blogs... that move from sinister... to scatological... to sublime. These are aspects of The Personality that are employed by The Individuality... for the purpose of illustrating concepts... over an extended field of expression. It's like I'm a character actor... employed by a film company... that does not work in celluloid. This film company works on the screen of life itself.


As a character actor, my profiles... run across the gamut... from playing a heavy... to a hummingbird fairy... to whatever variations... otherwise... are suspended on hangers in a closet in my soul. They're just a wardrobe of outfits... representing roles I have played... over an extended reach of time. We all have these closets, but access to them is limited. My kundalini awakening proved to be a skeleton key to a whole lot of closets.


The point here is that each of us is a great deal more than we seem, BUT we are... most of us... contained in a narrow area of focus... because each life happens... so that specific experiences can take place... for the purpose of soul growth. Eventually... we come to a place where real changes occur... and an angel steps in, and... ever so patiently... disentangles us from the thorns... barbs... hooks... other snagging devices... obsessions... compulsions... tics... twitches... and whatever there may be that holds us as prisoners in The Penitentiary of The Mind.


During the term of this untangling... which is part of The Rites of Purification... it is likely that one can become very angry toward this angel. That is also by design. Think of yourself as a cabinet in your bathroom... in that cabinet are tubes of various unguents... pastes... and gels. Each of them contains the accumulated reserve of various negative emotions. The angel is clearing out the cabinet. This requires the angel to squeeze these tubes completely empty of their contents of anger... jealousy... greed... envy, and many other assorted unpleasantries.


When the angel squeezes the tube, you will feel these emotions rush through you, and... it is imperative that you hold still and let the process run its course. I have experienced this. I still experience it, but much less than was once the case. If one does not know that this... is all part of a procedure... it can be very alarming.


Well I remember... the rage I experienced... earlier on. You just have to hold still and trust the angel. You need to take the words, rely on me, to heart. It won't go on forever, and... at some point... Jivanmukti will appear, and then you can sit and watch the wheels go round... until they don't go round anymore, and then you can step out into an atmosphere of freedom... that lies well beyond anything... you have ever... imagined.


This does not have to result in your winding up in a robe... with a faraway distant look of wisdom in your eyes. Some people like that look. Some people are compelled to play a role, and anyone playing a role has some sort of objective in mind. Eventually, you will hear a cash register ring.


There is no telling what you will be turned into... once all the blanketing concealments have been burned away. Every case is different. We are all unique, and... we continue to be, even though the ones who have achieved it... have lost all sense of self in the process. Still... a self remains.


Everything else besides being consciously engaged... in your own unveiling... at the hands of the angel... is you running around chasing chimera, and ephemera; those forms that appear in the mist, and then disappear as you come closer to them. You are a sleepwalking dreamer in The Land of Nothing Real.


Suffering and Wanting... are star-crossed lovers... who go everywhere together, and... are never seen apart. They seem to be unaware of each other's presence. Maybe they do see each other while they are dreaming, BUT... as is the case with dreams... nothing appears as it really is, and none of it is real, even though it can hurt; boy... can it hurt. Everything... is in costumes... everything... is dressed by Wanting... to reflect the image of the object of desire. Ten people might be looking at the same image, and the image could appear radically different in every case.


The manipulation of media serves at least two purposes. It serves to promote a common perspective on events and conditions. It also serves to promote a variety of perspectives on the same. Media is a many-headed hydra, with each waving head attached to the same body. If you only look at the head or... let us say... by extension... the personas... you may be led to think that each head is an individual source, BUT... they are all aspects of the same confusion production machine.


What about this right here???




What do you think about that? Is this something that is true or... according to a preponderance of circumstantial evidence, and inference... seems to be true? Is this yet one more construct to feed the fear that is percolating in the collective unconscious... whose purpose is to create a deep and abiding apprehension... in this more and more uncertain world?


I know people... at a distance... who latch on to this sort of thing. They have a hodge-podge of information that they judge to be true... on the basis of someone telling them it is true. We know that this is true, right?




So... by inference... on the slippery slope of possibility... given the bad shit we know is a reality... some of them are going to use that as proof (which is not proof) that whatever bad shit they imagine in their head is also true.


I'm not saying it's not true. I'm saying I don't know. I'm not saying some of the most hideous crimes you can imagine are not being perpetrated right this minute. We know that awful things have happened at other times. We know there are people who have no moral restraint concerning their capacity to hurt others. What does this mean?


So... we have both the reality of grievous harm... constantly at work around The World, but... often underground in government installations... subterranean Chabad Houses... or in well-funded laboratories that the psychopathic rich are using as their own Satanic playgrounds.


The later editions of Jimmy Savile continue to replicate, and are counterpointed by a vast wave of self-obsessed and indifferent people... focused on nothing more than the satisfaction of their appetites, and yet... and yet we have what got mentioned in the first part of this posting. That too is at work, with exponential implications.


If you get your understanding and your world vision from The Media... then you have an idea of existence... in the moment... that is like a boxed lunch... that you pulled off a counter... or from a deli case somewhere. The product is constantly replenished by conveyor belts... that come out of an unseen location, and... then pass on into a land of further mystery... only to return again.


There is a parallel to this... where events and conditions come from The Past and flow into The Present... where action and reaction occur, and then... the seed impressions are blown into The Future.. in search of a new... temporary... form.


Now... if you get your understanding and your world vision from... most importantly The Intuition, and then by thinking, and weighing possibilities... by consideration of motivations and objectives... by analysis, and... an awareness that everything you see and hear is only a part of what is; would your perspective be considerably different than the person who took the boxed lunch? Will you be better off with... or without... the boxed lunch?


♫ Has anyone here seen that toxic man Albert Bourla?
Can you tell me where he's gone?
He killed millions of people, but they say the good die young.
I just looked around and he's not gone ♫



This is who Trump should pick for Vice President!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




The slogan could be T 'N T... dynamite!




End Transmission.......




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First excerpt from Chapter 12
The Way of Love from The Bhagavad Gita



ARJUNA


Of those steadfast devotees who love you and those who seek you as the eternal formless Reality, who are the more established in yoga?



KRISHNA


Those who set their hearts on me and worship me with unfailing devotion and faith are more established in yoga.


As for those who seek the transcendental Reality, without name, without form, contemplating the Unmanifested, beyond the reach of thought and of feeling, with their senses subdued and mind serene and striving for the good of all beings, they too will verily come unto me.


Yet hazardous and slow is the path to the Unrevealed, difficult for physical creatures to tread. But they for whom I am the supreme goal, who do all the work renouncing self for me and meditate on me with single-hearted devotion, these I will swiftly rescue from the fragment’s cycle of birth and death, for their consciousness, has entered into me.


Still your mind in me, still your intellect in me, and without doubt you will be united with me forever. If you cannot still your mind in me, learn to do so through the regular practice of meditation. If you lack the will for such self-discipline, engage yourself in my work, for selfless service can lead you at last to complete fulfillment. If you are unable to do even this, surrender yourself to me, disciplining yourself and renouncing the results of all your actions.


Better indeed is knowledge than mechanical practice. Better than knowledge is meditation. But better still is surrender of attachment to results, because there follows immediate peace.





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Monday, June 24, 2024

All Hidden Things, in The Swampland Dark of The Mind, Where The Snake Coils and Wears Your Face... Are Soon Revealed.

God Poet Transmitting.......


A couple of people have objected to my linking the Europa series. I don't see the problem. Watch it or don't watch it. The power of choice exists, and I was clear about the nature of the work from the beginning. We've all heard the statement that... those who do not learn from History are doomed to repeat it. That is... from a certain perspective... a basic element in the force of Karma and its continuance.


It is important to know what you are up against... even if... at a higher level... no such opposition exists. You have to deal with Reality at the level it presents itself. If a car is coming at you on the highway, you take evasive measures. You don't Will the oncoming car to the side of the road... or try to levitate it. Even though... metaphysically... that is possible, you do need to be able to do it. That is one of the reasons we have that other statement; talk is cheap.


So... if I happen to mention that a certain mad dog... serial killer... or possible danger of inclement weather is on the horizon, you are free to take my word for it or ignore me. There could be reasons for either position to be taken. Everyone has to make up their own mind. On the plane of separated minds... that is already a given. People will do what they think they need to, even when their information is wrong or... intentionally directed to cause them harm. Panicked mobs originate that way.


I work for the same employer that Mr. Apocalypse and Lady Awakening work for. This is what we do... we bring hidden truths to light; this is the time for it... this is what is happening anyway... we are all suffering because of the combined nasty behaviors of the self-styled elite and The Deep State. On this plane of action, one needs to always be aware of the possibility of enemy action.


I am not comparing myself to these two powerhouses. I am a small-time player, a niche guy for a niche target audience. Many people come around here and it's not their cup of tea. They move on... or they should move on. I had people who might have once been friends of mine who don't talk to me anymore because I delve into areas that they don't want to hear about. I comment on inconvenient truths.


When you are 8 years old, and someone is telling you something you don't want to hear, and you stick your fingers in your ears and go; “la la la la la... I can't hear you,” it might be amusing, especially because you know that... later on... life will get their attention... whether they like it or not. However.... when an adult does the same thing... it is not amusing... it is not cute; it's denial... and sooner or later that dike is going to wash away and it won't be pleasant. I'm a kinder... gentler version... of what life is going to do to your ass at some point.


I've been around for a while on this go-around and I've been talking to people wherever I met them... in parks... at parties... gatherings of various kinds... in bars, and I am not afraid to mention those we are not allowed to criticize. The Truth is far more important to me than The Consequences of telling The Truth, and I know I didn't just start in on this recently.


In Germany, I publicly discussed something that it is against the law to expose as a lie. It didn't matter if you were right, (and I was/am) you weren't allowed to say it was all a lie. These slippery little shit-weasels knew what they were up to when they drafted the specific legalese to protect them from The Truth coming out. It's their cover for what you hear about in the first episode of Europa. I did it for fifteen years there... back when I had tens of thousands of visitors to my sites.


So... I have these people who might have once been my friends, and I also have these people who are friendly to me... who come and tell me about people they talk to... about taboo subjects... who don't want to hear about it; La La La La La, I can't hear you! People are afraid because of their hostages to fortune OR... because they are chicken shit... or... for whatever the reason is, BUT... your resistance to The Truth has no effect on The Truth, and... SOONER OR LATER... a time will come... like now... when it all comes out.


I say what I say because of conditions and events like this. (you'll want to fast-forward through the 2 commercials.)




Hollywood doesn't hate Trump because he is not an exponent of liberal or progressive policies. They hate him because he was going after the pedophiles; though most people caught up in the waves of irrational hate... do not know who is generating the hate. When he was president... there were regular sweeps of a hundred, and sometimes more of them... in Southern Kalifornia. I have my own memories of this... as far as the record goes... to my satisfaction... as far as it being true.


There is a surprisingly large... international cabal of Satanic child killers, AND... their time has come. So whether you don't want to hear about it or not... you are going to hear about it because it is ALL coming out, and not just that, but every hidden thing in the swamplands... in the darkness... of the human mind... where The Prince of Darkness dwells, and wears your face... if you are so disposed... it's ALL coming out. Like it or not.


Everything visible comes out of The Invisible, and that is what is happening, and there is no defense against it... except to live in a righteous fashion. That is your permanent safeguard. Heaven prefers no man, but the wise man prefers Heaven. The Clueless and indifferent sleep on a pillow of darkness... in a world of change. Sooner or later the house catches fire.


Everything going on now... that is authored by The Deep State... from COVID... to Climate Change hysteria... to looming wars... to social unrest... to economic terrorism and sundry... are all distractions designed to cover their asses... or subvert scrutiny... in their last-ditch effort to control and contain what is slipping from their hands.


When a perspective of atheism... or fundamentalist anthropomorphism... influences you toward disbelief in God... or a fanatical belief in what religion tells you... so as to influence what you think...say... and do... concerning spiritual matters... you can become a monster, and... and then you are headed toward The Land of Dreadful Wakeup, and... when you sleepwalk... in your controlled dreams of life... you get what you see in the first episode of Europa. Well-you-may-ask; how come no one has ever stopped this?


They did stop it a hundred and nine times in past centuries. Now... it seeks to do the same on a global scale. They could not have picked a worse time, BUT... the timing for all things is in the hands of our mysterious author. He's the only one whose watch actually works.


I posted that documentary series as an answer to all the people who have come to me asking me what they should say to people; how do they convince people? Well... here you have chapter and verse. If someone doesn't want to see it; la la la la la, I can't hear you, their uninformed opinion is something they can keep to themselves, but the uninformed do not have that sort of restraint, and they can't stop talking in circles because they are terrified of The Silence.


You do the best you can. You can see if people are open or closed. Never be driven by the message. People don't like Mormons or Jehovah's Witnesses showing up at their door.


I do not expect everyone to agree with me... or understand me... or appreciate what happens here. Whether you do or do not is macht nichts to me. I don't do what I do for anyone's approval. Only God's opinion carries any weight with me. Take what is useful and disregard the rest. If you are determined to close your eyes to unpleasant truths... you can count on them showing up at some point later on... in person.


I don't really want to watch that series. I already know what's there, so... I am watching it in small doses. I have to watch it because it explains everything that has been going on and is going on. Anyone on the fence about the matter... that you are not allowed to bring to light... will no longer be in the fence after watching this.


The shearing and slaughter of The Sheep would go on indefinitely except for The Hand of God intruding. It's been a long and torturous road, BUT... the time has come, and then some.


The World is a whirling ball of confusion. Upheaval and drastic change are coming to everyone. No one is immune... if they are attached to anything transitory in the cycling force of change that is upon us. Let go of everything except that central core within that is holding on to you. The dust will settle, as it rearranges itself into new forms.


The archetypes are humming that song of adapted and modified OM... that precipitates all that we see around us into being. The Word is coming down from above and everything has to move accordingly or... it will move regardless.



If you are paying attention... you can see revelation concerning The Usual Suspects and their brainwashed minions being exposed far and wide. What is hidden will be uncovered.




End Transmission.......








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Excerpt from Chapter 11
The Cosmic Vision in The Bhagavad Gita-



KRISHNA


“I am time, the destroyer of all; I have come to consume the world. Even without your participation, all the warriors gathered here will die.”


Therefore arise, Arjuna; conquer your enemies and enjoy the glory of sovereignty. I have already slain all these warriors; you will only be my instrument.


Bhishma, Drona, Jayadratha, Karna, and many others are already slain. Kill those whom I have killed. Do not hesitate. Fight in this battle and you will conquer your enemies.”



SANJAYA


“Having heard these words, Arjuna trembled in fear. With joined palms he bowed before Krishna and addressed him stammering.”



ARJUNA


“O Krishna, it is right that the world delights and rejoices in your praise, that all the saints and sages bow down to you and all evil flees before you to the far corners of the universe.


How could they not worship you, O Lord? You are the eternal spirit, who existed before Brahma the Creator and who will never cease to be. Lord of the gods, you are the abode of the universe. Changeless, you are what is and what is not, and beyond the duality of existence and nonexistence.


You are the first among the gods, the timeless spirit, the resting place of all beings. You are the knower and the thing which is known. You are the final home; with your infinite form, you pervade the cosmos.


You are Vayu, god of wind; Yama, god of death; Agni, god of fire; Varuna, god of water. You are the moon and the creator Prajapati, and the great-grandfather of all creatures. I bow before you and salute you again and again.


You are behind me and in front of me; I bow to you on every side. Your power is immeasurable. You pervade everything; you are everything.


Sometimes, because we were friends, I rashly said, “Oh, Krishna! Say, friend!” – casual, careless remarks. Whatever I may have said lightly, whether we were playing or resting, alone or in company, sitting together or eating, if it was disrespectful, forgive me for it, O Krishna. I did not know the greatness of your nature, unchanging and imperishable.


You are the father of the universe, of the animate and the inanimate; you are the object of all worship, the greatest guru. There is none to equal you in the three worlds. Who can match your power? O gracious Lord, I prostrate myself before you and ask for your blessing. As a father forgives his son, or a friend a friend, or a lover his beloved, so should you forgive me.


I rejoice in seeing you as you have never been seen before, yet I am filled with fear by this vision of you as the abode of the universe. Please let me see you again as the shining God of gods. Though you are the embodiment of all creation, let me see you again not with a thousand arms but with four, carrying the mace and discus and wearing a crown.”





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Wednesday, June 19, 2024

"Will The Angel Transform You, According to The Operation of The Sun... OR... Will You be Food for The Moon... Again?"

God Poet Transmitting.......


I was having a conversation with The Divine earlier about how so many people with a considerable following... lie, and make up outrageous claims that they cannot prove, but which dovetail right into the expectation of the great bobbleheaded public that seeks sensational news. Stuff about this Guantanamo Death Camp... armies of clones; pictures of mask lines on world leaders and celebrities... exposed to camera angles; by accident, of course, and... you know the kind of thing I am talking about.


I watch Trends and Patterns. I see where certain authors are constantly presenting sensational copy because it sells, and... not a single thing... that they work up their audiences over... has EVER happened. If it bleeds it leads. I'm not going to name names; what's the point?


Either you know who I'm talking about, and there is no need for me to elaborate, OR... you don't know, so... no amount of extrapolation or clarification... on my part... will have any effect... other than to trigger the reactive mind, and the desire for argument, which... ALWAYS... renders me speechless.


Somehow I got around to wondering if I lie too, so... I asked. I was told that I do not lie intentionally because The Divine is always present, and on the lookout for that, and I would be corrected on the spot. However... he said, you do sometimes lie unintentionally when you don't know what you are talking about. He said it in such a way that we both started laughing.


He went on to say that such things were unavoidable... in all cases... because even great masters and sages... are not completely informed, and... language ALWAYS has its limits; I don't tell anyone everything. Some things I keep eternally to myself. Wow! Kapow! Well... it makes a big difference if you are there and hear it being said... because the presentation is a big part of the effect. It always is... which brings us roundabout to the sensationalists again; why they do it... the clickbait junkies that come and go. (speaking of Michelangelo?)


So... The Divine... took me through the bends and turns... helping me to understand... all this woo-woo... speculation... insinuation, which believes all that matters is the headline. This is what happens when those in search of money and an audience... probably in that order... forget to... or don't bother to... go to The Well in the first place, and swear undying fealty. Otherwise... if you don't go to the wellhead... on your knees in submission and adoration... you're on your own, and The Truth wants no part of you. You are who you serve.


Don't kill the messenger! Yeah, about that, your life... such as it is... was forfeit the moment you dropped into physical form. Then... the race is on, will you manage to let the angel transform you... according to The Operation of The Sun OR... will you be food for The Moon... again?


It's said that the whole thing is accomplished by The Sun and The Moon... with the aid of Mercury. It should be simple enough to figure out what that implies. However... what all that occult science never tells you, while you're messing around in the laboratory like Walter White... is that the whole process is under the aegis of The Angel... who has total authority over the result, AND... if you do not... right from the giddy-up... or at least after the first couple of warnings... put it in the angel's hands and hold still... you are headed Nowhere in a hurry.


The best of the trouble would be simply taking a wrong turn and winding up somewhere unfamiliar. The worst would be if you open the wrong jar, and get a whiff of the contents.


What is it that compels people to make shit up? Why do people participate in so much small-time magic and divination, and miss the cardinal point; why attempt to predict the future when you have the means to change it, right in front of you, via meditation and contemplation? Glamour really is a problem. Everybody wants to be a rock star. I did... until I found the rock on which he built his church... speaking to me, and realized that anonymity is the greatest fame of all.


Famous according to who, Ozymandias? I often think of the fallen head of that king in Ithilien. Was it Samwise who noticed the flowers blooming like a crown upon that head of stone? God leaves us evidence everywhere, but of what use is it... if we want something else? If you go looking for The Truth, you... will... find... it. The problems always come when you see something shiny by the roadside, step off the road to check it out, and continue off-road from there.


I am not the brightest light in the firmament; not hardly. I had one thing going for me. I was absolutely... unequivocally... looking for The Real Thing... no matter the cost. That is all the credentials you need. The Invisible Realm is ALWAYS watching us. Boy! Would people be startled, and stunned to know they were on TV, in every private moment. They would be even more startled to find out who it is... that was watching them.


You don't have to be anyone of importance to get Heaven on your side. All you have to do is to be on the side of Heaven, and... stay there. Yes... as a matter of fact... it is a bumpy ride and every bump hurts... initially, and it's not long before most people start looking for a greater degree of physical comfort. Oops!


Something I needed... showed at the door yesterday like greased lightning, and it wasn't through Amazon, who can sometimes be really surprising. I was musing about that, and... The Divine said, “Well... Visible... that's how it goes when you get into resonance with me, and you are (he moved his hands in so-so fashion and said...) close enough. Then miracles happen all the time. That's how it is for me, so that's how it is for anyone I am riding with... WHEN... we are conscious of each other, and you are not messing with The Works.


“The thing is... everyone is going to have to prove themselves to me, and... there is no way around that. Period. I will put a person through it until they are old and pretty sure they are going to fall down any minute. So what? I can reverse the aging process any time I feel like it. I've certainly done it more than a time or two. I can do anything! I can do anything... at any time... if I feel like it, and... if you keep on coming... I will. Real faith will convince you of that because The Substance of Things Unseen WILL materialize.


“When you get real, everything else gets real or... it leaves the kitchen. It's not really heat, but... it will make a person uncomfortable if they are hiding anything at all. It's sorta like when things went wrong in The Garden... way back when.”


A similar condition descends on a person... when they give lip service to a high ideal... or treat The Ineffable like an extension of themselves... instead of themselves being an extension of The Ineffable; a sort of spiritual conundrum where the cart is put before the horse.


You see... when you are not in a fully surrendered alignment with the flow toward the Godhead, a snake coils up in your mind and starts calling the play-by-play. Since you can't see the action, you have to take the snake's word for it. Here are many versions of what happens when you trust the snake.




Interestingly, Donald Trump has several times read a poem about that snake while giving a speech. Odd... eh?




You can trust the snake when it has ascended to a hood above your head, once the learning process is completed, and you... are no longer around... in any separated way.


After my initial Kundalini experience, I have lived with the understanding of the serpent's rise from liar to oracle of truth. As The Man on The Beach told me, God is a serpent. He is sleeping and this is his dream. I started saying over and over; but he'll wake up, right? Right? For some reason, it was very important to me. His reply was... I don't know.


I am losing interest in criticizing the lost and the doomed. How do I know who is lost and doomed? Heaven can turn things around... in a heartbeat... for anyone...at any time. If you have made a welcoming place for The Avatar... you should be noticing a thing or two by now.


At the same time, since I am using words, and the dancing polarities of Dvaita... are operational where words are employed... it does happen that both The Realms of Light, and The Kingdom of Darkness do come into play, and... at any time... epiphany can strike on some Road to Damascus. Where there is life there is breath, and also hope.


I recommend dancing through the penumbra... until you find a stationary patch of light. If it's stationary... it's probably located within. Never be afraid. When you are afraid... you automatically separate yourself from your greatest protection.



Anyway... the level of outrageous speculation has reached unprecedented heights of late. Rumors and tales have set the coconut telegraph on fire... sparks are jumping in every direction. I am getting the distinct sensation that a whole lot of people are looking for cover, and... heading for the hills OR... simply losing their minds. That... and the insanity... are the same thing, and the real pandemic. We'll see how that plays out in times to come.




End Transmission.......



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By the way; a reader pointed out to me that I put the wrong link in yesterday. the link I put in was not Dr. Martin but other people. Sorry about that! Here is the real thing I intended for you to see.






Chapter 10 continues
(Divine Splendor) in The Bhagavad Gita



KRISHNA


Among the hymns of the Sama Veda, I am the Brihat; among poetic meters, the Gayatri. Among months I am Margashirsha, first of the year; among seasons I am spring, that brings forth flowers.


I am the gambling of the gambler and the radiance in all that shines. I am effort, I am victory, and I am the goodness of the virtuous.


Among the Vrishnis I am Krishna, and among the Pandavas I am Arjuna. Among sages I am Vyasa, and among poets, Ushanas.


I am the scepter which metes out punishment, and the art of statesmanship in those who lead. I am the silence of the unknown and the wisdom of the wise. I am the seed that can be found in every creature, Arjuna; for without me nothing can exist, neither animate nor inanimate.


But there is no end to my divine attributes, Arjuna; these I have mentioned are only a few. Wherever you find strength, or beauty, or spiritual power, you may be sure that these have sprung from a spark of my essence.


But of what use is it to you to know all this, Arjuna? Just remember that I am, and that I support the entire cosmos with only a fragment of my being.





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Friday, June 14, 2024

"This is a Transition from One Age to The Next. It's not Like The Sinking of Atlantis, Lemuria, or... a Redux of Noah's Flood."

God Poet Transmitting.......


The deluded opponents of The Greater Good. The terminal victims of self-deception, are always trying to take over The World. It never stops. This is a reaction to their inability, and disinterest in taking control of themselves. They wouldn't be engaged in such pursuits, to begin with, if they had command of themselves. They are driven by an ancient enemy of humanity that is always present. Sometimes it is in remission... after getting its butt kicked, and sometimes it is in a state of temporary ascendancy... in those stages... prior to... getting its butt kicked.


That enemy is The Separated Mind. It is the tool of The Fallen Angels... if you wish to see it that way. Scripture talks a great deal about those who are led astray and those who lead others astray. I do not see this dynamic through the lens of any particular scripture; as it represents any particular religion. I see it through the lens of Ageless Wisdom, which is a tradition that precedes all religions, and remains present... though veiled... when all religions are gone and continues to be veiled while all religions are here.


The closest one might come to any structure... reflecting the tenets of Ageless Wisdom... can be found in The Sun... LITERALLY, and... in yourself as well. At a certain point... the tuning fork syndrome comes into play... when one is in a state of resonance with the other. Little more can be said on the matter, though we do try... now and again... seeking some new avenue of imaging; again... not the right word... but close enough.


Those who seek to take over The World, are first engaged in destroying the infrastructure of the existing world. They get to the point they are at... presently... when they are about to go into steep decline. They ALWAYS look the most powerful at their point of greatest vulnerability, which is why they are being exposed and revealed through the actions of Mr. Apocalypse... in the service of Lady Awakening.


One of the tactics they like to employ is to create gender schizophrenia... to make the public uncertain of what it is. They foment sexual obsessions, and sexual obsessions are different than most other obsessions. Sexual obsession can completely take over your mind, adapt all other obsessions to its needs, and... influence everything you do.


It colors your life with the specificity of it; whether it is in the form of particular attractions... initially... which then descend into ever greater degrees of perversity; bondage and body torture... coprophagia... necrophilia... the variety of fetishes... yadda... yadda, etc.


Perhaps... if you are informed on the matter, you know that The Usual Suspects have been running various sexual mind games on the public for a very long time. Professorial types abound; whether from the medical perspective... or any of the other perches... where these vultures like to watch the walking wounded... as they limp into the desert... given that eventually... they become thoroughly disoriented.


They have their people in place throughout the educational system... under the vulpine eye (no... I did not mean, vulturine) of Randi Weingarten. She's made sure to use DEI, and various other ploys... to get the dumbest and most corrupt characters she can find... in position... to influence policy in every area of enterprise... from the school board... to school officers... to The PTA. They are at work at every level because that is where the programming can be most effective when you are trying to institute Communism into every area of life.


This is where ground-level sexual dysfunction is created, and... proliferated through the most susceptible in the student body. At a broader level... other members of the same cabal... have had degeneracy written into law, so there is an ever-increasing atmosphere of permissiveness being generated; live your own truth... find your authentic self... fuck yourself up big time, which is what the first two are saying under the cover of a certain jingoistic chatter... designed to create a supportive climate for all kinds of mayhem and perversity.


Well... as is ALWAYS the case... the more one extends themselves... the more vulnerable they are. The discipline of Jujitsu (not Brazilian Jujitsu, but Japanese Jujitsu) which I studied at one time, is based on unbalancing your opponents... so that the next steps can be taken. Various martial arts apply similar techniques to set up wrist-locks and other forms of restraint... once the opponent's balance has gone missing.


The same is taking place at a wider reach... across society... at this time. Invisible light workers... of various densities of light... are directing the ones who think they are controlling the action... toward a state of extreme imbalance... collectively. The lower kingdom is also doing its part because EVERYONE... and EVERYTHING is subject to... and automatically submissive to... The Divine and the agents of The Divine... without exception.


You have a front-row seat... to the coming humiliations... of those too smart for their own good. There is no need to be apprehensive... because everything is under control. However... if you can be convinced otherwise... well... you might have a problem. Try to keep in mind that this is a transition from one age to the next. It is not one of those times like the sinking of Atlantis or Lemuria. It's not a redux of Noah's flood.


Yes... nations may fall and terrible conditions may come upon large numbers of the populace. The Killer Vaccines will certainly take their toll, BUT... something else is also taking place... something of a much greater order of magnitude. You may not believe in such things... that is of no importance to me... as it changes nothing. However... regardless of how you see The Coming of The Avatar... regardless of how you think it might go down; whatever form of not knowing you may be employing because you read something somewhere...


... The Avatar is a given. What form(s) he will take... ultimately... we shall see, BUT... the reality of The Avatar is far greater and more real than you are. His influence is already upon us. He is coalescing... collating... (however you might wish to put it) collecting and arranging; he is marshaling the forces that he will be activating and employing... when... he sets The World back into order. I am directly aware of this or... I would hold my peace.


Perhaps you have noticed The Globalist's weather manipulations... resulting in flooding locations around The World... while they sell us the myth of water shortage. A state of general confusion... mingled with apprehension... is their objective... in all things relating to the rest of us. Conversely, you can be certain that The Avatar and all those associated with him... are using these efforts toward the desired result, which is the ruination... of all the plans... formulated by The Deep State. Darth Vader and The Empire are back on their heels... as a prelude to walking on all fours.


They will be sitting up on their hind legs and begging... in some further location... that Saturn has already arranged for them... once they are sent on their way.


Perhaps you have noticed the... all-of-a-sudden ascendancy of President Trump? From what I can see... the last arrangements have been made, and he is going to sweep into office with a mandate and both houses of Congress. Whether this is ultimately good or bad... I cannot say. One might remark that it could not possibly be worse, and I will concur in that regard... for the moment. I was glad to see him win the first time. I was supporting his candidacy against The Dragon Lady. Certainly, I was rooting for him.


Then... I had all that time to watch him in action. I am still mystified at what he did not do. I will not go into my suspicions on the matter or... why he tolerated Pompano and some of the others around him; not to mention his slavish support of the genocidal maniacs in The Middle East. Bottom line... I do not know. There is a good chance that the whole election theft was allowed to take place so that The World could get a good look at Leftist intentions.


The news media is filled with rising optimism OR... the sense of pending defeat, BUT... an understanding of some sort has been reached. That means The Crocodile Swine will be backing off and... looking at new angles.


I serve a wise and benevolent master. I am certain he intends the best for those with righteous intentions. Otherwise; it's The Purpose of Demonstration, and we are about to see plenty of that. There has always been plenty of that, BUT... a point is going to be made... now... far and wide.



The political wars and media duplicities... all the chaos and confusion of these unsettled times... are about to go into a new gear and... in another direction. However... for the moment... expect the unexpected... in every sense you might understand that.




End Transmission.......




Been there. Did that... only it was ten times as much... session-wise, and I am understating it. I came to pretty much the same conclusions.






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The conclusion of Chapter 9,
The Royal Path, from The Bhagavad Gita



KRISHNA


Those who follow the rituals given in the Vedas,
who offer sacrifices and take soma, free themselves from evil and attain the vast heaven of the gods, where they enjoy celestial pleasures.
When they have enjoyed these fully, their merit is exhausted and they return to this land of death.
Thus observing Vedic rituals but caught in an endless chain of desires, they come and go.


Those who worship me and meditate on me constantly,
without any other thought – I will provide for all their needs.


Those who worship other gods with faith and devotion also worship me, Arjuna, even if they do not observe the usual forms.
I am the object of all worship, its enjoyer and Lord.
But those who fail to realize my true nature must be reborn.
Those who worship the Devas will go to the realm of the Devas; those who worship their ancestors will be united with them after death. Those who worship phantoms will become phantoms,
but my devotees will come to me.


Whatever I am offered in devotion with a pure heart – a leaf, a flower, fruit, or water – I accept with joy.
Whatever you do, make it an offering to me – the food you eat, the sacrifices you make, the help you give, even your suffering.
In this way, you will be freed from the bondage of karma, and from its results both pleasant and painful.
Then, firm in renunciation and yoga, with your heart free, you will come to me.


I look upon all creatures equally;
none are less dear to me and none more dear.
But those who worship me with love live in me, and I come to life in them.


Even sinners become holy when they take refuge in me alone.
Quickly their souls conform to dharma and they attain to boundless peace.
Never forget this, Arjuna: no one who is devoted to me will ever come to harm.


All those who take refuge in me, whatever their birth, race, sex, or caste, will attain the supreme goal;
this realization can be attained even by those whom society scorns.
Kings and sages too seek this goal with devotion.
Therefore, having been born in this transient and forlorn world, give all your love to me.
Fill your mind with me; love me; serve me; worship me always.
Seeking me in your heart, you will at last be united with me.





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Tuesday, June 11, 2024

"There is an Emptiness... that no Forget-Me-Not Couplings... in a Perpetual Dark Night of The Soul... Can Ever Answer for."

God Poet Transmitting.......


I was talking with my friend, Dr. I. Don't Feelsogood yesterday. He wasn't doing all that well, which isn't surprising. He's not a real doctor unless you count Pharmacology, BUT... neither are the doctors who call themselves real doctors, and who need Dr. I. Don't Feelsogood in order to function at all.


Anyway... he's dyslexic... so... it's not easy for him to read the information printed on the medications he prescribes, and he usually gets it wrong, and winds up not feeling so good. He said that on a lot of days not even Chuck Mangione can do anything for him.


I don't know why I bring this up. I'm sure I had a reason. He said that he's thinking about changing his name to Dr. Feelsobad, but... he's afraid it might hurt the business; Oh! Right, I just remembered, Rob Schneider; not really a fan cause I don't find him funny, and... that's never a good thing for a comedian. He did a couple of REALLY bad movies a few decades ago, and... has been limping about doing supermarket openings and other useful work ever since.


He went to Woke Nation last week, also called Canada... where he had been hired to be the entertainment at a fundraiser for the Regina chain of death camps that masquerade as hospitals.


He did jokes about women... trannies... and similar. It was sponsored by Gender Fluids, which is the Canadian version of Red Bull... once it's been gelded. He also had some crass things to say about The Gay Life Style, AND... he did it on the first day of Pride!!! Has he no shame? They certainly don't. (whoops! Rimshot!!!) Scroll a little ways down the page and you can hear what the main complainant had to say about his performance.




Actually... lots of people were laughing, BUT we're used to these shrinking nightshades lying out of both sides of their mouths. I would probably have been laughing at all the people who weren't laughing, BUT... I don't find him funny, and he can't be very bright if he supports Kennedy for the presidency. He's part of The Tribe Mafia in Hollywood. No point in going any deeper into that.


Certain levels of society... in certain areas of very influential industries... in a time when Media is the pacesetter... the tonesetter... and the main mesmeric Disco ball of Hive Mind focus for just about everything, are caught in a kind of navel-gazing fixation... that mistakes the back of the body for the front, and results in an entire subculture being sucked into the place where The Sun don't shine, and are powerful enough to confuse a whole lot of people into imitating their lifestyles... simply for a sense of belonging.


People... who are not in the wrong gender... are subjecting themselves to life-destroying mutilations because they came under the sway of proxy Munchausen enablers. A lot more than a few people... who are not homosexual... are part of that culture because they got seduced by materialism... which toyed with their privates... while they weren't paying attention. They also got poisoned by chemicals in the water... food... and pharmaceuticals, so... The Deep State turned them into bitch-zombies on a restroom tour.


On the surface, there may be the appearance of Gay meaning joyful. There may be the illusion that science can put you in your real body. However... behind the scenes of the dancing Cockettes in The Rockefeller Center of The Mind... the Broadway hallucinations of yellow brick road fantasies, and the far-off sounds of excitement... one can hear at the parties... they didn't get invited to... there is an atmosphere of sorrow, loss, and despair. There is an emptiness... that no amount of forget-me-not... strange couplings... in some perpetual dark night of the soul... can ever answer for.


The World of carnal immersion is... in reality... a place of pain... suffering, and abandoned hopes... for all those who entered in there. Even though it says this... Abandon All Hope... right over the portal where you go in... people don't see the warning label. If it were in flashing neon... they would not see it. If Don Pardo came back from the dead and made his very best announcements... no one would hear them. The part of The Mind that usually hears these things... got shut off by the other part of the mind... that wants the other things.


How many people... in states of deep regret... years later... after their long and winding road of sybaritic maze running... ask themselves how they got there? How did it happen? It was not what they wanted. It is what they got.


Once again. We have nothing against people being attracted to same-sex relationships. It is part of the rites of passage... through reincarnation and karma. I suspect that EVERYONE goes through it at some point. However... the carnal aspect has its downside.


Existence runs in a loop... connected to another loop... that runs back into the first loop, and... it goes on, and on... and on... and on. It just keeps on going... unless some adjustment is made. The loops go down, and the loops go up. Going up is a feel-good ride... until you come down on the other side. There is a friction in the process that eventually wears your form away with all the ups and downs. Then a new form is provided... so that you can go up and down, and up and down again. The high parts seem like they will never end. The same is true of the low parts, BUT they do end. They end and end, and then they start all over again.


The Truth has been around forever. The Truth will always be around because it is an immortal tenet of Ageless Wisdom. It is unto itself and clothed in mystery. It unveils itself to the pure of heart. It shrouds itself from the eyes of the profane, and regardless... nothing that clarifies or explains it can be said. It is what it is. It can be experienced. It cannot be defined.


There is relative truth, however. You can find it in scripture... inspired poetry... fairy tales... allegories, and in the discourses of illumined souls. Examples of relative truth have been around since before it was written down... before the preceding culture imploded, and the one before that, and the one before that, and the one before that, but still... strife and suffering continue unabated. These are the persistent conditions of a particular age.


The light-filled periods of wonder and delight are not even a memory now. It was a long time ago, BUT... there are these intermittent periods of payback... when every slight... grievous and light... must be addressed. The World is caught up in it. It is presented as many things; every variety of what it is, and what it is not.


In every age... there are those singular souls... who can detach themselves from the objects of desire. Realization dawns on them, and... they see. They clearly see. Perhaps they will talk to their fellows. They might write books... or books might be written about them. It is of no matter. The World goes on as it is... because The World is The World is The World.


There are all these highways in material life. Some are going down and into tunnels underground. Some run along the surface in whatever direction they are headed in, and some are above ground. Each of them includes a general view of what surrounds them... based on where they are, and it shapes their perspective. It's a matter of personal choice... of choices people make... depending on... what can be acquired and experienced... on their particular highways.


That pretty much determines what anyone is doing on any of these highways. First, you decide what you want, and then... the road appears. It's like magic, and... there's all kinds of magic. Essentially though... magic deals with forms of illusion of one kind or another. Some of it is well-intended. I won't argue that. I was once... not in this particular life... deeply engaged in these pursuits, and I hung up my spurs... before... I wound up trampled under the hooves of whatever chimerical creature I was riding on.


Now... only one magic interests me and that... is Higher Love. Higher Love causes things to happen in its wake AFTER it has gone by. Higher Love does not stick around to see what the outcome or effect of that is. Higher Love knows what it is doing, but it is not invested in the results. Higher Love is only interested in Higher Love or... so I hear from Higher Love. (grin)


In closing... let us give mention to another gift... from the people who commercialized the whole nasty business... in the first place.




I think it's pretty clear what's going on and who's most fully engaged in the promotion of it. Note all the other names mentioned. If it is becoming more and more clear to the common soul... imagine how clear it is to Heaven. Heaven is patient and kind. Heaven is merciful and forgiving, BUT Heaven also settles accounts and restores balance, by... whatever... means... are... necessary.


You will remember that I said this prior to it all going down. I get no credit of any kind for seeing or saying this. I was simply... extremely fortunate... to run into The Master Controller... with the reins in his hands, and he gave it to me in the simplest terms... that it took me a lifetime to catch on to.


It all depends on whether one is materially and carnally-driven... OR... spiritually driven. Eventually, one encounters the door warden in either case. It's the same force with a different persona and... a different bedside manner.


I am sorry that sometimes... I am compelled to bring notice... to things best left in the shadows, BUT... I am engaged in a specific, and very rare form of Yoga... that draws these forms of woven darkness into the light... so that my good friend Ultra Violet can take care of them. She is a filtration angel that alters the frequencies of sunlight... to the correct vibration needed... to neutralize whatever is on The Petri dish of the moment.


It's how we treat the various cancers and other maladies that attack The Mind. We use spiritual sunlight, which is that part of God's being... that turns everything back into what it was... before it got twisted out of shape... by suicidal minds... that don't know what they are playing with. We just help them find their way... to the designated destiny... that applies to whatever it is.


The basic nature of The Soul is Freedom. When it gets tangled and caught up in the murk of carnal actions... at the material level... suffering ensures. It is a guaranteed product... offspring... of carnal enterprise. In Times of Material Darkness, there are those who make bank off of human suffering, and who provide the hardware (and software too) necessary for self-injury. It's perfectly okay... according to them... in a business sense... to lead people astray. Hey! We're just tryin' to make a livin' heah!


These poor fools... who bind and torment their fellows... on the glueboards of their roadside attractions... are even more deluded and self-deceived than their victims. A world of suffering awaits, but... that part of The Mind that might usually hear the admonitions... is shut off by that part of The Mind that wants what it wants; oh yes precious, we wants it!



Mind how you go.




End Transmission.......



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The Wisdom of the Egyptians
Chapter VII - The Vision of Hermes






Chapter 8 (Eternal Godhead) from The Bhagavad Gita



ARJUNA


O Krishna, what is Brahman, and what is the nature of action?
What is the adhyatma, the adhibhuta, the adhidaiva?
What is the adhiyajna, the supreme sacrifice, and how is it to be offered?
How are the self-controlled united with you at the time of death?



KRISHNA


My highest nature, the imperishable Brahman, gives every creature its existence and lives in every creature as the adhyatma.
My action is creation and the bringing forth of creatures.
The adhibhuta is the perishable body; the adhidaiva is Purusha, eternal spirit.
The adhiyajna, the supreme sacrifice, is made to me as the Lord within you.


Those who remember me at the time of death will come to me.
Do not doubt this. Whatever occupies the mind at the time of death determines the destination of the dying; always they will tend toward that state of being.
Therefore, remember me at all times and fight on.
With your heart and mind intent on me, you will surely come to me.
When you make your mind one-pointed through regular practice of meditation, you will find the supreme glory of the Lord.


The Lord is the supreme poet, the first cause, the sovereign ruler, subtler than the tiniest particle, the support of all, inconceivable, bright as the sun, beyond darkness.
Remembering him in this way at the time of death, through devotion and the power of meditation, with your mind completely stilled and your concentration fixed in the center of spiritual awareness between the eyebrows, you will realize the supreme Lord.


I will tell you briefly of the eternal state all scriptures affirm, which can be entered only by those who are self-controlled and free from selfish passions. Those whose lives are dedicated to Brahman attain this supreme goal.


Remembering me at the time of death, close down the doors of the senses, and place the mind in the heart. Then, while absorbed in meditation, focus all energy upwards to the head. Repeating in this state the divine name, the syllable Om that represents the changeless Brahman, you will go forth from the body and attain the supreme goal.


I am easily attained by the person who always remembers me and is attached to nothing else.
Such a person is a true yogi, Arjuna.
Great souls make their lives perfect and discover me; they are freed from mortality and the suffering of this separate existence. Every creature in the universe is subject to rebirth,
Arjuna, except the one who is united with me.





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Thursday, June 06, 2024

"They are The Lights that God Leaves On while He's Dreaming... in The Penthouse Suite... of The Hotel at The End of Time."

God Poet Transmitting.......


PRIDE is another word... that has been rehabilitated... so as to reverse former cultural taboos... that are most often... historically anyway... associated with cultural decline. PRIDE goeth before a fall... which was a saying that... until fairly recently... was associated with misfortune... is now a positive; for instance... people are now proud of what they were formerly ashamed of, and...


...if one were to fall down upon an enormous... viscous fluid soaked... and dark matter stained mattress... in a pitch-black room... filled with naked strangers... who were all male... and then one engaged in anonymous sexual congress with a large number of others that were present, and then rose up proud and satisfied from the experience... then PRIDE going before a fall is not a bad thing at all... relatively speaking.


I equate it with destroying a village in order to save it.


Something has changed this year... concerning the celebration of every kink... that is obsessed with the places... where The Sun don't shine. The shine has gone off of the stars reflected in the gutter. There has been a shift in The Wind. It's not clear what form this will be taking, BUT... I believe I can assure you... that you are going to notice changes... that were not previously in motion.


Power is something that The Divine provides for the good and the evil... for The Purpose of Demonstration. In Times of transition from one age to the next... power gets rerouted for the purpose of the refurbished archetypes... that are the same archetypes as before... in a new set of clothes, and they radiate like invisible sentinels... over the atmosphere of a protracted period of time. They... in fact... provide the tone in the atmosphere... of that period of time.


If the persistent tide of sexual perversity were allowed to continue as it has been doing...which would include the normalization of sex with children... and animals... and dead creatures hooked up to electrical terminals... like galvanized frogs, and pretty much anything that would hold still... or could be held still, then... it would not be long before the culture imploded, and died in a sewer drain... in a Third World country... during a monsoon.


This is not to be... because a golden age is coming. A golden age... ALWAYS... follows an avatar's visit. Then... inspiration floods the human condition... as if a dam had collapsed, and inundated the creative among us with a flood of burning needs... to make a statement on the beauty and wonder... in various mediums... for some reach of time... as a reflexive response to The Avatar having walked among us. Angels play celestial compositions on heavenly instruments that elevate the heart to a transcendent state. Book it, Dano!


The LGBTQFU movement will melt away like people awakening from a hypnotic trance. All the other uglies of excess... obesity... DEI... and sundry... that are celebrated as one living their own truth... will fall away... as if they had never been... before The Sandblaster of God's transforming love. All the rust... and mold... and filth of the departing age will depart. Count on it.


It hasn't happened in a long time, so only a few of us remember what took place the last time. It's going to be Season's Greetings, every... day... of... the... year! UNLESS you're not here. Then again, that could be a good thing if you got a promotion. Otherwise, I'm guessing you are no longer just treading water.


The Mercy of Heaven is inexhaustible... because its coffers are filled to over-flowing... with the returns on selfless service, righteous prayer, and sacrifice. The Justice of Heaven is precise to a point... placed BETWEEN the closest possible measuring units of The World's finest... laser-triggered... electron microscope... where a hair... looks like ten thousand theater curtains... drawn over the light behind it. Yeah! That's what I'm talking about!


Everything going on... from that doddering and thoroughly corrupt freak in The White House... to the yowling... jackal-eyed Hollywood celebrities... to the vampire bankers... to the soulless psychopaths that are genociding The Palestinians...




...is programmed into The Hive Mind's... mycelium-like... subconsciously interlinked... organic computer. It's the shit beneath the wheels of change... that is ground into The Substance of Things Unseen; The First Matter of Paracelsus under the chaffing dish.


Nothing happens by accident, and if you think The World of the moment is a mindless dystopia... with no end in sight... it just means you can't see far enough ahead to know The Spiritual Sun is rising, OR... you just don't have enough Faith... Certitude... and Determination, so... you'd better start doing push-ups in your mind... metaphorically speaking. You'd better get in shape. You'd better get with the program. You'd better arrive early and leave late because... paying attention is a full-time job.


Angels never sleep. They are the nightlights that God leaves on while he's dreaming The World... in the penthouse suite... of The Hotel at The End of Time. They are The Boy Scouts of The Devic Realm. They are always prepared. They're like Green Tara... who always has a leg cocked... while seated in her asana. So that she can leap into action... if one of her followers calls her in their distress. Any fool should know that it is the female aspect of The Divine Equation that kicks ass and takes names.


When your mind gets right (you got your mind right now, Luke?) you can see The Holy Family in simultaneous action and inaction at all times. You know who the players are because you are one of them. If you are one of the residences of The Divine... then the power of The Divine attends you. Conversely... it's like rich people and celebrities with houses all over The World, except that The Divine is ALWAYS present, and the other guys are... ALWAYS... on their way out.


You need to know who your friends are, and if you aren't in touch with them now, how can you expect them to come when you need them later on?


The people gorging themselves on bad food, and perverted sex... fixated on external ephemera... grabbing and grasping for crap... that will... most certainly... pull them down to the bottom of the sea... are not going to be around much longer. Their shelf-life is due to expire all over The World... soon... and when that happens... they will self-destruct like the disc in The Mission Impossible CD player... whether anyone accepts the mission or not.


They got as much of a future as a luminescent... gold nanocluster-decorated... polymeric hybrid particle has in an Arcturian centrifuge... set to seven quintillion, five hundred quadrillion (that's how many grains of sand are on all the beaches of The World) rotations a minute... at one million degrees Centigrade. Of course, this probably won't occur to them, BUT that doesn't change the facts of the matter on the face of it.


A theoretical physicist once asked me where I got my numbers from. I said, “One.” Then I told him I had somewhere to be.


When The World falls into disorder and disrepair... certain forces are... automatically... set into motion to counteract the situation. USUALLY... whatever divisory forces are represented by groups and individuals on The Surface; those acting in a discordant fashion toward the general harmony... are allowed to continue to their epiphany. They are... in fact... guided there for The Purpose of Demonstration. They are a teaching moment. Look at the end result for all those Napoleons and Alexanders... and all the tyrants... despots, and world-conquering figureheads... being driven by specific astrological forces.


Everything here is a Purpose of Demonstration acting-out; EVERYTHING!!! It is impossible to know just what The Divine has in mind... with all of the endless repetitions of cosmic forces... embodied in human form... that are created to entertain him. He lets everyone do as they like, and it all resolves according to immutable laws. There is no getting around it. Everyone thinks they can when the time comes, BUT... they never do.


When the kitchen gets so dirty... that it is preferable to get a hotplate... so you can cook in the toilet, the process that got it... to such a state of depravity... is reversed. It's ♫ just the way it goes ♫ Don't be taking Bruce Hornsby literally... even though ♫ some things will never change ♫ because... everything is always going in both directions at once... depending on who is doing the going. Some are always in retreat and some are always pushing ahead, and those roles will switch back and forth for as long as back and forth exists. It is in The Nature of Things.


The Beatles said, “The Fool on The Hill sees The Sun going down, And the eyes in his head see the world spinning round.” I see The World spinning round too. In a parallel universe... where everyone is dumber than a bag of left-handed sky-hooks... some people are bound to think The World is flat. So is their capacity to think outside of the box that The CIA paid them to stay inside of. They don't even know they are there anymore. They just collect their checks.


I tend to think that this Balenciaga designed... VIP killing room at Guantanamo... is also a creation of the same minds that create all the rest of the lies... that are designed to keep people in a state of WTF; like Tavistock writing The Beatles songbook.


They are the same people who created the gas chambers that never were, and the escaped children of Dachau who were raised by wolves in the Black Forest, and... I know it was The United Fruit Company that created the apple... that the lady passed through the electrified fence... to The Man Who Wasn't There at Auschwitz.


“Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish, I wish he'd go away...



When I came home last night at three
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don't you come back anymore!
Go away, go away, and please don't slam the door... (slam!)



Last night I saw upon the stair
A little man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away...”





Well, my friends, I am always amused when telling the truth causes the heads of those opposed to the truth... to explode. Perhaps I shouldn't be? I don't know if I'm mean... or I just never grew up. I am totally in a state of arrested development... these days... frozen in that space before Puberty got its hands on me, and... I like it just fine. It does make me a tad mischievous though... so, my apologies if I hurt anyone's feelings... due to poor impulse control on my part.



I'm still wondering why nobody answered Rodney King... when he asked why we couldn't all just get along. I suppose there is some sort of higher process at work, like... when lambs in vengeance suckle at the teats of irony.




End Transmission.......



Some hot links are waiting at GAB (get yer red hots!!!)=






Here are the opening stanzas in Chapter 7
(Wisdom from Realization) in The Bhagavad Gita



KRISHNA


With your mind intent on me, Arjuna, discipline yourself with the practice of yoga. Depend on me completely. Listen, and I will dispel all your doubts; you will come to know me fully and be united with me.



I will give you both jnana and vijnana. When both these are realized, there is nothing more you need to know.



One person in many thousands may seek perfection, yet of these only a few reach the goal and come to realize me. Earth, water, fire, air, Akasha, mind, intellect, and ego – these are the eight divisions of my Prakriti. But beyond this I have another, higher nature, Arjuna; it supports the whole universe and is the source of life in all beings.



In these two aspects of my nature is the womb of all creation. The birth and dissolution of the cosmos itself take place in me. There is nothing that exists separate from me, Arjuna. The entire universe is suspended from me as my necklace of jewels.



Arjuna, I am the taste of pure water and the radiance of the sun and moon. I am the sacred word and the sound heard in the air, and the courage of human beings. I am the sweet fragrance in the earth and the radiance of fire; I am the life in every creature and the striving of the spiritual aspirant.



My eternal seed, Arjuna, is to be found in every creature. I am the power of discrimination in those who are intelligent, and the glory of the noble. In those who are strong, I am strength, free from passion and selfish attachment. I am desire itself if that desire is in harmony with the purpose of life.



The states of sattva, rajas, and tamas come from me, but I am not in them. These three gunas deceive the world: people fail to look beyond them to me, supreme and imperishable. The three gunas make up my divine maya, difficult to overcome. But they cross over this Maya who take refuge in me. Others are deluded by Maya; performing evil deeds, they have no devotion to me. Having lost all discrimination, they follow the way of their lower nature





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