Wednesday, March 08, 2017

Riding Pullman Class on this Train of Destiny.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Oh my... oh my... Oh my!!! Killers and Creepers and Pedophiles oh my!! Big changes coming my friends. We're not hearing about them. They are going on in the background and the primary player is Mr. Apocalypse. There are a number of people in powerful positions these days who are, strangely enough, not completely evil, as one might expect them all to be, given what we can see of the profiles and performances of our times. Once again, this is due to Mr. Apocalypse, who has entered into these personalities, or... is otherwise, guiding their actions from some point apart, yet still mysteriously within and causing them to do what they might not have been inspired to do on their own. In some cases these people rose to their place of power in concert with the changing of the times. In other cases, there are other conditions and reasons but... in every case, Mr. Apocalypse has a lot to do with what they will say and do in coming days. Certainly Donald Trump is an example here and may well accomplish far more than any of us would have expected from him, based on what he has done until now.

In coming times, the primary demons of the deep state are going to be outed in strange and sometimes unexpected ways. It is going to seem as if it were being done by a mysterious hand because... it will be being done by a mysterious hand, with a full awareness of profound timing and a comprehensive understanding of all the things previously hidden and now serendipitously revealed. Pizza-Gate will turn out, by comparison, to be a mere patty-cake in respect of what is coming. Heads are going to roll and the setups and investigations, as well as the necessary will to accomplish, have all been provided by the director himself. Powerful men and women in politics, in entertainment, in the media, in the corporate world and other ancillary theaters of enterprise, are going to find themselves stripped naked and forced to flee, or hide, or beg for mercy, of which there is likely to be little. This is all going on right now as I write these words and they are the reason for the life and death efforts to derail Trump and all of those who are riding Pullman Class on this Train of Destiny.

If one were to look for a primary cause in each case of gruesome revelation, there will often be none to be found. Exposures are going to manifest spontaneously, out of nowhere, it will seem. Of course there will be other situations where the hunters, finders and revealers are named and known or... sometimes unknown, until the moment they appear with the evidence in hand. All round the world, ne'er do wells of various densities of darkness are shaking in their boots. They can feel it coming. In some cases they have been so informed and in some cases there is a rising sense of apprehension that has no identifiable source. It is like a chill wind at the nape of the neck, or a shiver caused by the perambulation of invisible geese over some as yet unoccupied plot in a cemetery. It might be a heated breath at the nape of the neck. It is all dependent on whichever Hound of Heaven or infernal tracker has been sent to give warning of the approach of the one with the charges in hand. The servants of destiny have been sent forth. Unseen heralds are blowing their horns. A distinct sense of increasing uneasiness is proliferating around the world and it is individually specific to those it applies to.

Vulpine men, anorexic vampire ladies, porcine voluptuaries of various sexes and appetites gather round the world in estates, chateaus and underground to watch things happen that you don't want to hear about and to participate in them too; whether it is Jeffrey Epstein's Pedophila Paradise or wherever the Podesta siblings ply their horrible tastes, these and many another have been trafficking in pain and outrage for a long time. It never occurred to them that the day would come but the day has come and there is nowhere hidden enough or safe enough for them. Mr. Apocalypse is dressed in his black tails outfit, dancing to a previously unheard version of “Putting on the Ritz”. He's got his magical walking cane and he twirls it and taps it and points it. He uses it to pull up the covers on the unspeakable and to ♫let the sun shine in♫

This is all coming to an end now, although; I might be a bit of a Pollyanna here. Let me rather say, it's all going to really, really change in a dramatic and at times... sardonically humorous fashion. Men and women, who might not have had the capacity or even the intention to do so, are going to find themselves engaged in all kinds of efforts that are going to surprise them as much as it will anyone else. My point here is that as much as any of us might share in whatever good thing we may have played a part in bringing into being, the real credit goes to the ineffable and his tireless minions who work ceaselessly and invisibly among us and bring about so many things that we too often fail to acknowledge. As we have said here before, at least once, the impersonal servants of the divine, who work out of sight, while in the midst of us, are like the most priceless pearls around the neck of a truly unknown God, whose own immeasurable love and selfless industry, throughout the ages, are the inspiration behind all the great and noble work that has ever been accomplished.

We here, seem to need to want to, or are compelled to, or are reminded of the need to say on a regular basis that there are critical features to existence and if they are paid attention to, then our lives, on the whole, will become far more easy than they have been during those times when we were either ignorant of, or ignored these considerations; one must not grant fealty to the power of appearances. One must stand guard at the gateway of the mind. One must seek as often as it is possible to love the ineffable, to rely on the ineffable and most importantly, to seek the ineffable at every opportunity. Should one do these few things, one will be at a great advantage over those forces that seem to be in opposition to us and which may, in reality, be mere testing mechanisms, authorized by the ineffable to bring us into an awareness of the importance of those few things just mentioned here. In this case, being proactive has the ability to streamline us past the need to be prodded into doing what we are now willingly engaged in. Sela (grin)!

In any period of great and transformative change, appearances are certain to hold a great sway over the minds of the populations resident in these periods. The power of this collective belief in what only seems to be, can have a serious impact on anyone within that sphere of influence and one has to be capable of reminding themselves that this is the cause of it. The ineffable is not swayed by appearances. The ineffable in all times and outside of time, resides in the truth. Therefore, when one places themselves under the guidance of the ineffable, one shares in this state to the degree that one can manage to do so and that capacity comes through continuance in it. This is why it is recommended that one get faith, certitude and determination. You WOULD NOT be incarnate here if the possibility of liberation were not possible for you. Every recurrent feature of existence has meaning. They have their own true and inherent meaning and then they have the meanings assigned to them by minds deceived or motivated by a personal agenda that requires everything to have a meaning that is in accord with the agenda. Once you have freed yourself from deception and agendas, the true meaning of anything will reveal itself. The closer you come to a complete surrender to the ineffable, the more you see what the ineffable sees. That is an important point of the process.

There is a reason that childbirth is attended with pain. There is a reason why we eat and excrete. There is a reason for each and every detail that attends each and every condition and circumstance. Wars happen for a reason. Cultures rise and fall for particular reasons and everything has seasons, ♫to every season, turn turn♫ Like the motion of the serpent from side to side, change is the same. Change is the universal constant that operates as a movie upon the unchanging screen. Change will wear everything manifest away, unless it changes in accordance with the timeless and should that be the case then one has no death to die... adaptation.

There is a reason that the mass of humanity are subject to certain seemingly unavoidable changes. They are operating from a consciousness that sees these as certainties when they are not. They are only certainties when seen from that perspective and even then they are not certainties, they only seem to be. There have been some number of very subtle and intelligent souls who have come and gone here. Some of them amassed much information and understood a great deal. Solomon is often exemplified in this way. Some believe they can achieve certain states of awareness, or being, on their own. They cannot. This is one of the things that I know as an unshakable truth; at least for me.

One should not concern themselves with fitting in unless they also want to fitted for a part they will be sorry they had to play. One should not accept anything to be true unless they have proven it to themselves, or in certain cases amassed enough data to employ reason to that effect. Wanting nothing implies content and everything that comes is a surprise. Last night I watched the latest Academy Awards celebration of mass self adulation. I thanked my lucky stars I was not among them. I thanked my lucky stars that I do not have to spend my days with them, contending, conspiring and as Gibran once said about them, passing “Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.” I was literally cringing as I cannot ever remember doing before. I was overwhelmed by the sense that they had nothing I wanted and that their lives were hollow and empty. Being an actor means pretending, even when it has to do with your own life.

End Transmission.......



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