Wednesday, January 27, 2016

The Timeless Beauty in the Heart of Simplicity.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Well there's Ronald McDonald. There's Donald Duck and then there is 'The Donald', who is kind of like a combination of the first two, with some pieces missing. He's inspiring in a way. I now believe that if I went out on the streets of this town and shot somebody in the face, I wouldn't lose any readers. Of course there would be a downside to the whole affair.

Today I wound up at one of those sites, a pro-Donald site and there were all these people extolling the virtues of The Donald. They were talking about how honest he is and how- nobody could buy him off because he has his own money- and the bankers hate him (uh huh). It is almost like this has never happened before and, truth be told, it has happened over and over again.

They're whooping it up in the back room of the Malamute Saloon, singing a ragtime tune, baying like loons at the full of the moon, while the dish runs away with the spoon. The truth is that the man is a perfect expression of the times. After all the lies, deceptions piled upon deceptions and they keep on going like the Energizer Bunny; people just nod their heads. They are like Whiffenpoofs, flying in ever tightening circles, until they disappear up their own assholes. It's classic. It's tragic. It is unspeakably sad and there is nothing I can do about it except watch. There is no doubt in my mind that this man is a walking nightmare but there is a lot more to it than meets the eye and that is bad enough already.

A small amount of impartial inquiry will reveal some interesting connections. The trumpster has actively supported Democratic issues over the years and is tight with that community along many lines. Of course, politicians are whores and never so completely as they are in the moment. These are the days of full time misdirection and legerdemain.

Consider the magnitude of what a buffoon this man is. Consider the arrogance and rank vanity, the sense of entitlement and privilege; that special atmosphere of me, myself and I. Consider the state of one intoxicated by their own perfume and the idea that they can do anything they want and say anything they want and because of their having gotten away with pretty much everything, that they will continue to get away with whatever ...and how that presses them into challenging this possibility with ever more reckless statements and actions, until they fully believe that they could go up to a stranger on the street and shoot them in the face and it wouldn't make any difference. You know what? Why not?

What is getting missed in all of this, is that this outrageous caricature is all a put-up job. It's about splitting the Republican ticket in such a way as to hand the election to the Clinton Crime Family. Sure... there's that looming shadow of the Tribemeister, Sanders ...but that could well be more smoke and mirrors. Could be? Is. In these times, nothing is what it appears to be unless you have that rare example of the dispassionate, objective awareness ...and then things are just what they appear to be... but who could you tell about it? You are, that lonely voice in the wilderness, crying out with the pebbles of Demosthenes's in your mouth, so it is all garbled and incoherent, against the sound of the sea that roars just beyond the reach of the trees that grip the Earth at the cliff's edge. You know there is nothing you can do but watch; one of billions that twist and turn in a shadow dance, flitting images of temporary forms... in a dream.

From my perspective, Trump is a cartoon, just like the last one; Mr. Came Out of Nowhere with the Muslim name. They are laughing in your face, as they apply their Eugenics program world wide, with the vaccines and Zika viruses, the wars, the poisoning of food products, the water. There's no need to list these things again. They've been listed often enough. What can we do? The Bundy's knew what was happening. They knew about Reid and the others who intend to steal the land in their cozy little deals with the miners and developers. How much money does Reid already have? It's not enough. Imagine how painful this is. Imagine what it must feel like to have too much and it is not enough. Here's a secret that shouldn't be a secret but it is. There is only one solution to all these manic cravings; all these unbearable hungers and that is to let them go because all these hungers are the same hunger, diversified into a hundred thousand hungers, for one thing after the other and none of them will satisfy. The one thing that everyone learns in their futile pursuit of lasting satisfaction that no satisfaction lasts.

The rich learn all kinds of lessons. The powerful learn all kinds of lessons. The beautiful learn all kinds of lessons. The cruel learn the lesson in their cruelty. There is no form of behavior that does not come with a lesson and we all learn whatever the lesson is, because the lesson comes programmed into the process. It's automatic. It could be so easy if people simply would accept the inevitable and embrace the absolute truth that there is NO satisfaction that can be had apart from the ineffable. The ineffable is the supreme enjoyer. One could find satisfaction in everything they do if they allowed the ineffable to enjoy it within them. This is the essence of Tantra; not all those silly magics and sexual hijinks that hypnotize the weak into believing that they have accomplished union, while placing themselves further and further apart from union.

If one would only accept that their highest destiny is surrender, they could have everything in the best possible way, because the ineffable knows the perfection of everything within itself. The ineffable IS the perfection of everything within itself. What we are talking about here is not religion, or any of the variations of spiritual possibility, belief or presumption. This is practicality is what it is. This is being supremely practical and utilizing applied common sense. It is pragmatical. It is no nonsense pragmatism. Physicists have already proven that everything is made out of the same thing. It is all the same thing, compounded by variations at different vibrationary rates. If one knew the means and... there are some who do, they could change anything into anything. Paracelsus once made the announcement to all the scholars, scientists and pundits of his day that he would reveal 'the first matter' to them. On that day they all gathered in a room and Paracelsus brought out a silver chaffing dish (drum roll). He lifted the cover and there was a turd. Paracelsus had taken a shit there previously. Of course they were all offended, which is typical of pseudo intellectuals and all the sorts of people who take themselves seriously. Because of the nature of their severe limitations, of being unable to accept the truth, regardless of the cost of to their ego, they find the price to be greater than what they are willing to pay. Paracelsus was absolutely correct. The first rule is to separate yourself from the object of your inquiry. See the truth outside of the filter of your separated false self.

If we accept that the divine is a reality and that the divine lives within us and can express through us, to the extent that we permit it, then there is nothing which cannot be accomplished. If we can comprehend that satisfaction is possible to the degree that we allow it, the shining sun of the almighty will reflect upon the face of the moon of our being, in a passive mirroring of that beautiful source, the essence of all things; the Alpha and Omega and the timeless wonder of this moment we are in. There is the joy of the unspeakable union of the one and there are the countless alternatives of dissatisfaction in the world around us. The world around us is a projection of the world within. If the ineffable is given the opportunity to shine the sunlight of his joy through the unresisting heart and to let it reflect from us into the hearts of those we encounter at EVERY juncture, we will be a contagion We already are a contagion of what we imagine to be true, or what we have accepted to be true, across the length of our interchanges with each other. We see clouds upon the face of the sun because we have obscured it within, or we see a cloudless sky because we have stepped out of the way of our own beauty. At all times, we are either transparently in love or blocking our light because we have been intimidated by something. It is permissible to be in love and most especially because it is the ineffable that we are in love with in everyone and everything.

Here is the simplest consideration. Love is the most powerful force in the universe. Why would anyone who is sane, align themselves with anything else? It is the ultimate pragmatism. It is the enduring bliss and final perfection of all that is possible in life. It is also inevitable. It could take millions of lives but it is inevitable. A wise person and a sane person will expeditiously seek to achieve this condition because it is inevitable and... because there is nothing like it. It is the penultimate experience with no equal. It is the simplest thing. Even an idiot can do it. All you do is love and your enthusiasm becomes the bellows. It turns you on and the result is that you turn others on because it is contagious. It is true magic with no spells or potions.

Because it is unlike whatever you may have been doing previously, it requires effort to achieve constancy. This is how the ineffable weeds out the insincere. Should you prove to be true, even if you are inconsistent and limited ...but yet you are profoundly committed, despite your not being equal to the task, the divine will see this and at some point the divine will come forth and flood your heart with the real thing and stun you with the enormity of it and you will realize you could never have come to this state on your own; no one does and then with profound humility, as genuine as it gets.. because the experience of it is as authentic as it gets, you sink deep into state of endless love and it transforms every particle of your being into a resonating, harmonizing, thundering reflection of the ineffable's heartbeat. Let this be true... of me and you.

End Transmission.......


Ray B. said...

I actually now-live in a town that is trying to achieve that ideal, however imperfectly. A majority of people voluntarily smile at each other, are courteous to each other, and generally extend to each other the little actions that signify ‘you exist’, ‘you are important’, and ‘you are here, too’. (Check my Chakra list.) Amazing. So, Vis’ exhortation of ‘shining’ has an actual, earth-plane example...


On ‘The Donald’ and the near-rest-of-humanity front, this article asserts the Saudis are dumping over a trillion dollars worth of ‘securities’ on the market in order to collapse said-markets and the global economy at the behest of TPTB. From the article:

“The logic behind crashing markets, creating a recession and a depression – from the point of view of the Masters of the Universe above the lame duck President of the United States — is to engineer a major slow down, cripple buying patterns, decrease oil and natural gas consumption, and point Russia on a road to ruin.”

I do wonder if the Saudi princes were told to do their ‘dumping of securities’ at this time because of the US elections coming-up. The timing would put the US economy INSIDE a major crash right-around November.

Typically, the administration-in-office is blamed for a bad crash, although it is engineered way-up the food-chain. Do you remember, ‘It’s the economy, stupid!’? In this case, it would favor the Party out-of-office: the Republicans.

I do understand that ‘The Donald’ could be used to “split the Republican ticket in such a way as to hand the election to the Clinton Crime Family.” However, what if the Republicans were prepared to “go for broke”? Under anyone? What if this were a all-out attempt to gain a clean-sweep in the government (Executive, Congressional, Judiciary) and then push-through an ultra-right (Ziocon) agenda?

(All the above presumes a 'real' election and 'real' contestants. We all know how likely that is...)

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Anonymous said...

Hey Vis
thank you my friend !
" Only when the rose wants to grace the garden,
she is permitted to adorn herself."
R. Steiner

Anonymous said...

Beautiful, lovely poetry, Visible. Thanks.

Anonymous said...

You are really down on Trump. Why don't you tell those who choose to vote who would be a better candidate? The system is corrupt beyond redemption so why not mix the pot a little. Granted Trump says some stupid things. Hope you follow Dr. Paul Craig Roberts. He said one of Trumps problems, and it is a big one, is he doesn't have the right advisors. He is a meglomaniac and thinks he has all the answers, he doesn't. He needs people like Roberts, Nomi Prins, or Ann Barnhardt (I could name many others but some might be too controversial for the average American). These people know the score much better than he does. He really doesn't know what is going on.

What Trump needs to do besides getting good advisors is look into the camera and say, look people I'm not perfect, I'm willing to learn, but I'm the only chance you have. All these other candidates are part of the system and if you elect any one of them I guarantee you you will get more of the same or worse. I'm an outsider, that is why they treat me the way they do. Help me get in there and we will see what can be done. I can't make any guarantees but I will do my best even if Vis thinks I'm an asshole.


Anonymous said...

Thanks, Vis !
Beautiful - you made my day.

Anonymous said...

A fucking masterpiece, sir. Blessings, and be well.

Unknown said...

How many "folks" in such a wonderful town polished performance personas in LA before metastasizing such north to 40 acres and a mule?

Visible said...

Hi Bholanath!!! Welcome! I was just thinking about you the other day and wondering how you were.


Well, Jessie Ventura for one. The game is rigged. There are no elections. Like Stalin said, "it only matters who counts the votes". I an sorry but I have no faith in Trump. He is just the sort of person that would start a nuclear war; just my opinion I freely admit that I could be wrong. I like him about as much as Obama when I first saw him. My first gut reaction was, "that man is a liar and a psychopath or a robot run by psychopaths.

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up now-

Waking Sleeping Beauty and Uncovering the Light.

Anonymous said...

"He is just the sort of person that would start a nuclear war"
Good lord Vis where the hell did that come from. We have a government that is doing everything possible to foster wars, nuclear if possible. Trump said he could get along with Putin. Trump is his own man. I can visualize him and Putin shaking hands and getting down to business. Putin doesn't want war. Remember "from Russia comes the hope of the world." It is the assholes in Washington that seek war.

Another thing, there won't be any nuclear wars. I'm sure you are aware of that. We have it from on High.


Anonymous said...

Unknown, January 27, 2016 9:30:00 PM :

"How many "folks" in such a wonderful town polished performance personas in LA before metastasizing such north to 40 acres and a mule?"

No doubt a fair percentage. Ya gotta begin where ya begin... (Professional psychopaths/sociopaths aside.)

We do have a fair amount of counterculture and alternative folks, who are probably the most 'genuine'. An eclectic mix...

"Also Unknown"

Anonymous said...

Trump would be worthy subject of a Lord Buckley narrative monolog along the lines of 'Scrooge'.


Anyway, he'd get my vote for the most immaculately flipped- out hairdo, as Lord Buckley might say.

missingarib said...

Vis, there ain't no cure for the empire blues. The powers and principles are showing their hand .Baptisms of fire is the order of the day for converts ,inverts,the misinformed,disengaged,the hell and glory bound.
We came down long ago from our eight mile high to the sound of gun fire and blow horns. Some suited up in wailer rhymes awaiting the eleventh card,some simply followed their dreams.

You reflect that "The rich learn all kinds of lessons. The powerful learn all kinds of lessons. The beautiful learn all kinds of lessons. The cruel learn the lesson in their cruelty. There is no form of behavior that does not come with a lesson and we all learn whatever the lesson is, because the lesson comes programmed into the process. " they become the pivot points we encounter sooner or later in of our lives.

Better to be the farm hand gathering in the wheat than the conscript burning the tars.

"It is hard to know what other way men can come to truth, to lay hold of it, if they do not dig and search for it as for gold and hid treasure; but he that does so, must have much earth and rubbish, before he gets the pure metal; sand, and pebbles, and dross usually lie blended with it, but the gold is nevertheless gold, and will enrich the man that employs his pains to seek and separate it."
JOHN LOCKE, An Essay Concerning Human Understanding

live long

Visible said...

Look my friend hopefully *I can refer to you in that manner. I just don't like or trust the guy. Yeah, he said this and he said that. People say all kinds of things. The next day they say all kinds of things. I don't want to wind you up and I apologize if I have disappointed you. I think there is more than meets the eye going on with a whole lot of sleight of mind going on. I can't pretend that I know what's going on. The recently posted Origami states where I am at. I don't much care about politics or politicians. I talk about these things but just in order to make other points. I didn't sleep last night and it has taken me over 15 minutes to type what I just typed. I can't see the words (grin)

Have a good day man. I think I'm going to take a nap.

Be well.

Visible said...

Yes Mussingarab... I'm kinda toasted right now from lack of sleep. It happens about once a month or so and I lay in bed praying and having that interaction with the ineffable who has really been around lately. Last night was beautiful but it takes its toll. I'm trying to make it to the end of the day when I am confident that I will fall asleep (grin). You have a very lyrical way about you which I am fond of because stream of consciousness is my own metier. I love the flow of thoughts as they find their way into a jade necklace, or something pre--Columbian. I wonder about those disappeared cultures sometimes. Wonder if they packed up and went under a mountain or something. kinda looks like I am babbling. You're a good fellow my friend. We've got quite a tight crew around here these says. Tightly wrapped I mean.

Ray B. said...

The World according to Free-Float Equity Market Capitalization, or the ability to slosh-in and slosh-out morality-free Capital at your bidding...

Anonymous said...

pierre said...

People that do not learn from history are condemned to repeat it.
People that do learn from history are doomed to watch the them repeat it.

I can go for Trump when I hear him speak.... but I know always that "I am going for trump" .... like a chump.
Wasnt Ros Perot supposed to be an independent rich person... and Vlad (KGB, and what 911? Fuku what? and the other 7 Oligarchs) Putin ? Australia has it's Porky In Waiting, rich miner Clive (I love to have Al Gore over for lunchons) Palmer (grease yours, grease mine).

How about a rich person who gives away his wealth and walks the hustings in sandals over palm fronds, perhaps, occassionally, resorting to a donkey, or a large lame (I got better - it's a miracle) duck.
Then he wouldnt have to, as Trump did, say things like "not only the Arabs but another middle east country I cannot name because I do business with them" Nudge nudge, wink wink, most bats are blind and I care not to enlighten , lest I scare, the sheep (the excuse anyway, it's his fellow wolves he travels with).

Ray B. said...

How 37 Banks became 4 in just 2 decades, or how the shell-corporations are reverting to the real owners...

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

How do you totally Kill a 500 foot tall solid concrete, Abe Lincoln?
Yes, a 500 foot tall solid concrete John Wilkes Booth.

The reason for the Trump avatar, is, well, the same old story... Destroy All Monsters!
Especially the uber-demon

Anonymous said...

Wow Vis! That talk of Love really hit me! Nicely, of course. :) This is something to ponder!


Anonymous said...

Man...Holy Cow. Caramba. Jackpot.
You have written a waybill to heaven.

Thank you.


A. Dundee said...

Why do the seemingly simplest things seem hardest to achieve? Is glorying in one's existence and "sharing {that glory} with the ineffable" it? Or is it this that and the other thing and a whole lot more and if you don't get it you ain't got it, or some such? What the hell is it? If it's the glorying thing and glorying in it down to the barest minutiae, then I think I get it, understand it a little, appreciate it for sure. Is it all the things I've read in books or that thing I felt a few times in long past youth or childhood? I'm convinced without reservation it's real, and yet still find myself hazily wondering what the hell it is. If Wisdom veils herself, what the hell does love do? As hard as it is to imagine I believe there's actually more Wisdom in the world (and it ain't much) than love. The simplest things. The most "down to earth". The best. The rarest.

Anonymous said...

pierre said...

soon to be known as The Bank, or longer version, The World Bank. Short souls, long Sinners.

mike m said...

Who besides Trump is there to vote for? We have have to deal with this shit and he has spoken about the mutual admiration of Putin, who you have admitted to like in previous posts. No other candidate has said the same.

A. Dundee said...

damn nice, pierre... brilliant

Visible said...

Thanks a good question. Here is my reply; POLITICIANS LIE every time their lips move. This one is lying. If he isn't lying about certain things he should be. Muslims don't perform those domestic terror attacks, Israel and the Mossad and their owned intelligence services; CIA, FBI do.

I hardly see where Putin enters into the question. "Look Visible, Putin likes the color blue. You do too right? Surely you will be supporting him? OH LOOK! Trumps likes green. Doesn't that mean if you add yellow and green together you get blue? Or is it blue and yellow make green? Darn. I can't remember!"

You're free to support anyone you wish. You don't need my permission or me to agree with you. Time will tell about how effective and sincere Mr. Trump is. The odds are greatly against this.

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

Zitas, Trumps, Migrants and other Mosquitoes.

Visible said...

A new Visible Origami is up now-

The Variegated Flowers and Fruits of this Divine Apocalypse.

kf said...

Made me laugh on a day I sorely needed it! - Kathy

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

Some Thoughts Upon the Day and in The Hour of Our Need.

Anonymous said...

Experienced this EXACT emotion following brain tumor surgery. Woke up smiling after every slumber! If only it could have been more lasting. Reality of this world crushed it from me. My own weakness but knowing that it is there gives me strength and fearlessness. Your words are from the Divine's heart. Love it!



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