Sunday, June 17, 2018

It is An Ocean... in The Chalice... of Your Heart

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Greetings my friends; Starfleet Commander visible is moving and grooving with the incomprehensible. I cannot yet believe that that toxic hospital closed just days after I told them that God would deal with them. It's like pulling your cap gun out of the plastic, Roy Rogers holster and finding it has real bullets. Hopefully you will indulge me with my real astonishment. I meant no harm at the time and I am pretty sure it will be taken over by some other medical junk bond, master of the universe (grin) because one of the highest profit margins of any business is the medical industry.

On and on it goes, speaking of reasons for putting two fingers down your throat. What a donner und wetter scene it is going to be when the ineffable appears on every stage in the world, speaking and singing through every standing medium, willing or not. The amusement and welter of human jambalaya is going to be clarity and confusion doing the fox trot on the platform before the gates of doomsday's breaks.

Speaking of total bullshit and Sesame Street frottage, which we were not doing, here's an example of it.

I don't know how they do it; how they get up out of bed and say to themselves- as a Tribe member, what kind of, “I'm with Stupid” I and has anyone seen my Sunday go to meeting hat?

It is clear as crystal, who is behind the daily grind of WTF that keeps spilling out of the cornucopia of nasty that has replaced our former Ozzie and Harriet world. It is not exclusively Tribe members, though they are over represented, despite their having one of the smallest population groups on the planet. It is also the ones they manipulate with fear or the promise of profit. It is also represented by psychopaths who are the progeny of groping and fumbling in the darkness of our benighted age of materialism.

Nothing makes me more tired and weary than does the relentless offenses against humanity by the exclusive few. This, along with the twisted reportage of their crimes, by those employed to place an imprimatur on them, leaves me metaphorically gasping for breath.

Every time I think it's over, it comes out of its corner for one more round. It's the Energizer Bunny made out of graphite and molybdenum. Neither you nor I will ever give up but there is a weariness that comes and goes. Thank god for the ineffable, who replenishes our stores from the clean and clear, emerald waters, of that secret oasis within. I love you Lord; you lead me beside the still waters, you restore my soul and you lead me in the paths of righteousness for your namesake. In truth does my cup run over... surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

There are obviously exceptions to that (grin) for the purpose of demonstration. I do believe it, however. It astonishes me that I can remain so confident in the love and succor of the Lord God Almighty after experiencing something so terrible as what just passed. Never in my life could I have imagined that one such as me would have the necessary strength and faith to endure what took place only a few days ago. It doesn't even cross my mind now ...most of the time. What I suspect is that the Lord, as an indwelling force that, in transforming the vehicle of me, or you, replaces the false construct of our temporary, planetary amalgam of our fabricated self with him(her)self.

Somewhere, within the deeper part of our being, there is a central core of stillness, that by the magic of electromagnetic mystery, reduces the seeming differences of everything into a harmonious accord. This, I believe is what God does. His love is so powerful and transformative that everything it contacts is changed for the better; whether it is resisting in the extreme, or willingly subjective to that great and eternal light of the living God, it is changed into something benign, by way of an automatic harmonizing. It reminds me of that Bible phrase, which states; “at the name of Jesus, every knee shall bow, of things in heaven, and things in earth, and things under the earth; and that every tongue should confess that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” The name, Jesus means 'savior'. Jesus is the Greek form of the name Joshua. If you take 'savior' to also mean being freed, or liberty then the quote about every knee will bow makes perfect sense because every knee would most certainly bow before the promise of its salvation, or freedom, or liberty.

The interesting truth about the Bible is that whether you take it at face value, or whether you are in possession of an understanding of Gematria or bestowed revelation, or other occult sciences, the teachings given are meaningful in either sense. The Bible can speak to the heart, the mind, or the soul. The Old Testament is exclusively a work of Gematria and if you know how to apply Gematria to the names and numbers; how to transpose them, then you find you are dealing with an entirely different animal than what you first thought.

The world in its primary aspect, as the bulk of us consider it to be, according to our physical senses is what it appears to be, within the bandwidth of our common interpretation. One who looks deeper than that, sees the world as something entirely different and knows that the world is plastic or capable of being shaped by the force of thought and which then takes upon itself the appearance and meaning given to it by the mind. Those who are able to operate through the inspired nature of poet or mystic, come to see that the world is not the mundane apparition we thought it to be but is, indeed, a magic land of wonder. This is how children see it, before the sex force divides the world into competing opposites. “For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written, He taketh the wise in their own craftiness.” How about that?

As we have stated here ad nauseum, Mr. Apocalypse said to me (and no doubt to others) that he was going to catch them with their pants down; literally hoist them on their own petards. He was going to catch them in the act and expose them to themselves and the world and it isn't going to be pretty but it will, occasionally, be funny, to those observing; not to those experiencing. I don't want to be captured by Schadenfreude and laugh at those whom I would be exactly the same as, meaning that except for fortune, I would be in the same straights. You know how this world is a study in the interplay of opposites?

That is the adult perspective, or what we tell ourselves is adult, even when we are behaving like spoiled children. For a true child, as yet untarnished by the corruptions of the world and for those of us who have regained our pristine innocence, the world is of a whole. There is a kind of irony to the concept of the Third Eye, which is activated via actions of the melatonin producing Pineal Gland. There is only the one eye, which one might intuit is a resolution of the two physical eyes. It is the route of Horus on the right angled triangle It is the top line of the triangle that connects to the bottom line which is Osiris and the perpendicular line which is Isis. This has great meaning but only one who has been freed of the sins of avarice and self importance can see in totality. There are those who are evil and willingly so, who can come close to the angelic truths but never more than that. When you can harmonize your opposites, you are going to enjoy existence in a way you never imagined. It will be amusing to see you engaged in it.

It is one of the terrible misfortunes of this life that so many cannot see how fortunate they are. We are wonderfully blessed but can see no sign of it because Avarice and Self Importance have blinded us and the fear of loss that attends both the fruits of avarice and self importance, causes a powerful hesitation that keeps us in the bus station waiting room. The fear, of course, spreads like jam on bread, across the whole of our delusion that anything belongs to us, or that our sniveling, badly drawn boy, deserves the nothing we wind up with.

Once again let me say “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, Nor has it entered into the heart of man, the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” That is such a fantastic promise and powerful affirmation of the generosity and compassion of God. When I read that commentary from First Corinthians (both of the Corinthian chapters are replete with beautiful statements), I marvel at the implied meaning of it. I can imagine to some degree and I have a powerful imagination but despite that, the Bible implies that I can't imagine it. Holy Guacamole!!!

My friends, do not engage in regret. Do not belabor yourself with the minds amplification of your sins. Your sins are the responsibility of the divine, should you be inclined to turn them over to the divine. In the words of Jesus; “go and sin no more.” Somehow that seems legitimate to me and there is, no doubt, much more to the statement; “Father forgive them for they know not what they do.” than we imagine (grin).

Let the night no longer frighten when it holds you, from the dream scenes of your being in the day. They too are wrapped like lovers in a spiral and... they're dancing all your little lives away. It's a mountain of release, when you finally taste his peace. It's an ocean, in the chalice, of your heart.

End Transmission.......


zoob said...

Thank you

Anonymous said...

more Sesame Street frottage

My kid was merely re-enacting moses' ascent to the mount
triumphantly capturing the tablets...

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A new Visible Origami is up now-

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Visible said...

a new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

The Riddle of the Sphincter. Here in the Desert of Promise, Hard by the Oasis of The Tranquil Mind.



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