Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your noses always be cold and wet.
This is a time of great trial and turbulence. Dark doings are percolating beneath the false front of the unreal that overlays what is actually taking place.
The unmitigated greed that permeates every level of our society and infrastructure, is a rank testimony to the schweinhunden and scheise kopfs, whose intents and activities, betray a self satisfied mendacity and arrogance that has been permitted free reign for so long that they unnaturally assume they have an imprimatur to do as they please. After all, no one is stopping them. Every time they want more at the expense of everyone else, they get it. We’ve gotten used to expect this kind of thing and a part of us has acquiesced to the inevitability of it all. We've given in, in the main. There are only an handful of outriders monitoring it all. We are encircled by wolves and there are too few guard dogs but it will prove enough because our ranks swell every day. Our ranks swell because they have made it impossible for people to continue to live under the weight of their oppression. The public has nowhere else to go, except for those getting rich off of it all and they have painted gigantic targets on their backs. That's as it should be.
The pending dangers are exemplifications of 'push and shove'. The bad guys and those deluded into following and mimicking them do not know when to stop. They have a strange form of buck fever that has gone viral. The microbes that manipulate them, into ever greater outrages, are conscious expressions of a poisoned bloodstream, nothing short of a full transfusion can help them now. It is important that we remember that they are diseased and, sooner or later, it is going to bring them down, as they fall victim to the terminal cancer they courted, for the temporary prosperity of their blinded self interest.
Things like this are happening at every level of the corporate to consumer realm and there is no end to the degree of squeeze. They will squeeze and squeeze, until the dry husk of the vampirized public crumbles to dust at the final squeeze. They are vampires. It may be different than the classical personification but everything in operation and application is exactly the same. This terrible insanity has found it's way into the lifestyles and behavior modalities of the population. It's some kind of variant on the Stockholm Syndrome. This is counterpointed by that vile aggregate of Christian Zionists who have been brainwashed to such a point that they are unreachable in terms of true reality. They are wandering in a vast and endless swamp, following will of the wisps and those strange lights, composed of swamp gas and air bourne madnesses. They are doomed and dreaming of a rapture that will not come. The Jesus Christ they believe in, is no more real than the one the atheists do not believe in. These times are fraught with chaos and confusion. They are generating betrayal and indifference, under the guise of self preservation and detachment. The house divided is falling in its parts to opposite sides. We have been effectively turned against one another because of horrible fear and uncertainty that is being generated from the darkling deep in the astral plane. Until these areas are emptied and the occupants destroyed, we will be routine victims when we continue to continue in our ignorance of them. Some of us know about it because we are being told on a regular basis. Some of us do not know because we refuse to listen.
We lost a true hero and man of the people yesterday. He was murdered by the central bankers. This is not a viewpoint shared across the board by the majority of us. The majority of us are deep in delusion and this delusion comes out of the burning need for self preservation and the feeding of self interest. When one is able to aspire to the greatest good for the greatest number of people, one is set free of this delusion. Selfishness underlays the majority of our erroneous thinking. Somehow, people got the idea that the Ayn Rand template of, “greed is good” and 'look out for Number One' is the epitome of 'enlightened' self interest. From the cosmic viewpoint there is no such thing as enlightened self interest. A narrow perspective is just that. It's called moving through life with blinders on. It's exactly what happens to livestock, moving through the chutes to the killing floor. Most of us have things upside down and backwards and because this view is reflected in the eyes and minds of our compatriots on all sides, we believe that this is the natural and normal way to look at life. It's not.
It's the creatively mad and the generously inspired among us that make the real difference in life. It's ten percent of us that get everything done and the other ninety percent are bounced from pillar to post on their way somewhere in some kind of ring around the rosy Quo Vadis. That nightmare merry go round of birth and death. The tighter you hold your fears and insecurities to your breast, the harder you are clutching and milking your mortality like some venomous snake that is certain to bite like Cleopatra's asp. The harder the clutch, the more certainly you are doomed. The lighter your touch the more true freedom breathes from your every pore. You can argue these verities with me as you choose but I don't see you making much headway arguing with all of those who have said the same thing down through the millennium to today, people with a lot more cred and longevity than I have as yet, have been more than passing clear about it.
There are certain flashing neon certitudes that must come to pass. The central banks must go. The corporations must be brought to heel. The super rich must be made super poor and Israel must join the ranks of the never was nor shall be again. The back of organized crime must be broken. The churches must surrender their preposterous fantasies and Satanism must go back into the pit and the entrance and egress sealed. This must and will come to pass, along with the end to child sacrifice, sex trafficking and the despicable fly by night organ harvesting.
Outrageous turnabouts are occurring all over the planet but we are not given to view them, as they are concealed in the tsunami of bullshit that afflicts us all. I found out this morning that my domestic situation had reversed itself again, at least for the next six months when it comes under review once more. WTF? I did not expect that.
India changed me in ways that might not be apparent to the reader but are certainly apparent to my immediate environment. So... no matter what treacheries and dark plots I passed through, it was all for the best. I can't get over to what a degree the universe has my back and it has yours too. It's just a matter of recognition. Recognition is the firm grasp of an invisible hand, pulling us, each and everyone into the new dimensions of existence. Will we hold on with the opposite of dear life to the hole we have fallen into, or will we trust in what we cannot see to carry us into a promised destiny so long denied us?
It's your call. The cosmos can only meet you halfway. If you will not walk the distance you can only watch from across the unbridgeable gap. My best wishes to all of you, as we make our collective way into the brimming light of the coming golden age.
'No Tracks' is track no. 7 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
Lyrics (pops up)