God Poet Transmitting.......
Maybe someone can explain this to me.
You have to go to the foreign press to see it, of course. Something has changed with this man in recent times. I have observed it. This is not something someone told me about. It could be that he's playing some kind of desperate long con, BUT... I think he got a message of some kind.
In all honesty, I don't know what is going on behind closed doors, or even right in front of me sometimes, BUT... I do watch Trends and Patterns. I try to snapshot the current narrative in GAB each day. It doesn't explain, but... sometimes it can clarify.
None of this rag-tag parade of ghosts and chimera... mirages from The Planet of Desire... creatures of The Underworld in human garb; this crazy story... that wild-eyed tale... somebody told someone who told somebody else... imploding entropy... things appearing and disappearing... none of it has my attention. I see it going by, BUT... I know it gets recycled... just around the corner... and comes back as New and Improved.
It's always a rotating chorus line of whores... high-kicking The Moment... Broadway runs (most ironically) from The Financial District to The Upper West Side of Hell's Favorite City...celebrating the champagne bottle... shattering on Doomsday's Break. The Dreams of Life go up... rising into magnificent cities... that gradually turn into crime-infested dens of depravity... then burned to ash... and resurrected time and time again, For... The Purpose of Demonstration.
Human ambition makes me laugh. It has always made me laugh, but... I have little commonality with human ambition anymore. I understand the admonition about Pride. I see the lunacy of mortals... who place all their hopes and dreams... on something that appears in their minds when they are born... slowly takes shape, and begins to disappear as soon as it becomes visible. I can... literally see... both The Carrot and The Stick.
I see the mouths of captive humanity... open in that strange alien cry... that was best personified by Donald Sutherland in The Invasion of The Body Snatchers.
I am observing the material demonstration of it, and I am not falling asleep ever again. I am unable to fall asleep in that way anymore.
I've no concerns. It doesn't work in real life like it does in the movies. Unfortunately, what you believe... becomes real... if you put the time into making it so. You can see the results of that in everyone you meet. You can read about it in history books.
It is also a most fortunate thing as well. When I celebrate the rising of The Sun each day. I am celebrating the presence of God's everlasting spirit... rising in similar fashion... within me. That Spiritual Sun that rises forever, and never arrives at The Midheaven, because... otherwise it would have to descend, and it does not descend... it just keeps going deeper in and up.
Even if I did not know that God is real. I would still know that the evil conditions of the day will pass away because... it has always been so. Hideous dramas have occurred here in past times... much worse than anything we are seeing now, and all that remains of them is The Echo because... The Echo never dies. It accounts for the picturization of the images in The Akashic Mirror... that are formed out of the vibrations of the specific echo... held place by The Mind capable of doing so, which is why that soul is able to stand before The Mirror.
The wonders that await for those who achieve self-mastery are beyond description, and they also go in and up forever and ever; Amen. I was once in an initiation chamber some distance beneath the forelegs and paws of The Sphinx. Now I'm here. I used to study the stars from a tower in Persia and write verse. Now I am here. I've been around, and I suppose you could say; around, and... around, and... around, but... now I'm here.
The same could be said for any one of you, with different legacies attendant. Now you're here. Now... you're here. Almost none of us are really Here, because that would mean Time now flowed around you, and you were no longer traveling on The Slipstream of Time. Mortals are all prisoners of Time... serving a sentence... doing penance... paying for something that already happened OR... paying for something that is yet to arrive.
We all have checking accounts and savings accounts in God's bank; lines of credit... equity... assets and debits... as the maxim truthfully states; As Above... So Below.
I remember riding on the soundtrack of the times, while Innervisions, Talking Book, and Fulfillingness' First Finale were playing in my mind. I remember laying in the darkness, while all four sides of The River played over and over... Bruce died only a few years later. Sometime before that, it was The Beatles and Bob Dylan... as I tripped through the centuries... in the great artistic renaissance... that came on the doorstep of The Aquarian Age. There's been other music in other times.
A new awakening part of me can now hear snatches of music that have been playing for countless millennia. The more The World fades... while you are standing there looking at it... the more another world appears... a world of much finer and more durable construction; Are we there yet? I have to pee; use the bottle under the seat.
Now... the soundtrack is either vacuous froth... that gives you Diabetes of The Mind or... it's Satanic porn, with jackhammers and screams for the drum section. You can tell what's coming by the signposts you pass. These signposts are scenes on the highway, and yes... they do have bullet holes in them. I can understand why many people would be in a state of quiet desperation... clueless denial... wishing and hoping or... whistling past the graveyard.
The thing is, very few mortals know what's coming. Someone told me... someone barking at me from The Kennel... as I walked by... that my calculations were off by 700 years. How would he know? When you don't know. When you viscerally don't know, then... what you do know is that everyone is giving you their version of what they don't know either. It's why those who do know keep their mouths shut, BUT some of us have a job to do, like the driver on a tour bus; at least he thinks he knows where he's going.
The thing is that I have no calculations, so... they can't be off by any measurements I know about. I'm just some guy who listens to a particular radio station. I've been listening to this station for a good while, and here's what I do know... the programming has been pretty accurate so far. Sometimes, I am even told that I wouldn't be here if it weren't happening now. I'd be waiting somewhere else.
I don't report more than a small amount of what I hear, BUT everything I say is colored by it. Some of it's off-the-hook and I'm not Art Bell. A lot of it's personal, and... only someone who didn't know what they might lose in the process, would make that public.
There are a lot of people like this walking around now, and The Shit Show gets more and more absurd by the day.
This video just got TAKEN DOWN on TikTok after amassing 4 million views for “misinformation.”
— shaneyyricch (@shaneyyricch) August 22, 2024
You know what to do ;) pic.twitter.com/kJfJA7igDH
Tim Walz has been possessed by the spirit of Richard Simmons. Klaus Schwab and his talking heads... are speaking in ominous tones. Bill Gates is hard at work becoming one of the greatest villains of all time. They can just taste it; can't they? I imagine the images... generated by the pictures in their minds... are intoxicating in the extreme.
It's right about now or... next week or... nearer the holiday season... when big sinkholes are going to be opening in front of their feet, but... their heads are in the clouds, and it's not something their bodyguard can do anything about. They've been told that when you make plans, you also make God laugh. They don't believe in God. They think they are God, even while their own mortality sketches The Truth on the flesh of their being. Those who deny the existence of God, have an appointment to tell him so, further down the road, and...
... one last thing.
Synchronized swimming world champion Kristina Makushenko's reprise of RayGun's (in)famous moves.
— Massimo (@Rainmaker1973) August 22, 2024
[📹kristimakusha] pic.twitter.com/7lu2Jp8Q6C
End Transmission.......
Links they slink around over at GAB-
Under Construction, and Coming Soon; (I hope) Something or Other!!! Wow! How about that! In the meantime, go read The Light on The Path again...
OR... Autobiography of a Yogi.
I am listening to it on audiobook now; unfortunately done by AI it seems, but still... I am hearing things I did not encounter before. IF... you have spiritual aspirations I can recommend nothing else as much as I recommend this. I have decided to read it out loud myself, Gratis of course, and that should become available in a couple-few months.
8 comments:
"Maybe someone can explain this to me."
I used to feel he would be doing some good things and truth be told he has whether by accident I do not know. Obviously the Divine has a sense of humor eh. I'm looking more at the fact that he wants to bring heaven to Earth energetically speaking and what must happen prior to this arrangement. Clues can be had but still only theory's will it make.
Trump is the wrecking ball. Many Christians and other religious figures feel he is God's David and I think he's David's slingshot. He along with the opposing currents of the lost will collectively destroy everything that needs to be destroyed. Our system is in dyer need of demolition mainly the players involved and also the plethora of ill gotten laws, corporations and religions written since the ship of justice and morality sank.
Only one way of bringing God less folks into God folks and that's suffering from pain and still have them learn something. Sure the Divine could snap his fingers and make them all well but that's not earned nor experience rich. They have to want it, need it, love it and earn it they will. I believe a lot of this will be dealt on a case by case basis verses wholesale suffering. When the darkness within is fully let loose there will be few atheist's left standing. The dark worshippers will find out who runs the dark and the fundies will find out how little good work they actually do whilst claiming being saved. I have much to learn but it seems this is the resident education plan that's been around since the first humans arrived here.
Anywho Brother be well and much Love!
Oh how right this is!= "The dark worshippers will find out who runs the dark." Also, God uses people whether they know it or not, or like it or not. That's a good thing that I try to remember.
If you believe. . .BUT I STILL DON'T HAVE A NOSE HAIR COAT!
Oh, never mind.
NOSTRILS TO THE SKYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!
Happy Birthday - I haven't been around for 3 years. I'm better now, but...
but...
Visible, In regard to Trump there are moments he sways me, just very briefly - moments, to believe he loves America and humanity - that passes. My intuition screams that he is the King of Con, masterful trickster - a smooth operator who reads the moment with the ability to absorb the emotions of people and respond appropriately. His feelings I believe are very different than what he displays. You noted his recent switch on immigration - and then about Obama recently, this: “I like him. I think he’s a nice gentleman, but he was very, very weak on trade” “But I happen to like him. I respect him, and I respect his wife.” And, of course, the times we see him with Schwab overflowing with praise. They are all playing us. The entire scenario is more ridiculous than the government of Gotham City - and darker and definitely sinister. Tim Walz is demonically possessed. The hate boils in his eyes and he has a hard time to contain his rage. God help any sane person still living because there is a reckoning coming. Look for shelter in the arms of the Lord.
A new Petri Dish is now up=
"We are All... Permutations of Temporarily Excited Forms, Searching for Who Knows what The Hell it is Different for Everyone."
Don't get me started on movie shit like that ferris wheel and the people looking like ants.
Yeah, Donald Sutherland. The likeable Donald is of course 'Odd Ball'. Need to watch bad Donald all the way thru Locust & Body Snatchers.
But then again, Donald can be neither good nor bad. At the end of 'Dont Look Now' he gets throat slashed by that midget cretin in a red hoody that I know for sure was Janet Yellin.
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