A Moment of Epiphany that Awaits us All.

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Woof!

As some of you may know I am a sports fan. That means I watch the football season. I watch the basketball playoffs and I watch the baseball playoffs. There are no hard and fast absolutes about any of it. I turned in last night when game 3 of the World Series went into the 14^th inning. I can take or leave it. At the moment it remains as one of my singular pedestrian amusements. I watch movies but... far more seldom than was once the case.

While watching sports or doing anything, seldom do a few minutes go by these days when my thoughts do not raise my head upwards, as I celebrate or resonate with the indwelling God, who is the centerpiece of my life. The raising of the head is symbolic; God in Heaven. The divine is within but it is similar to kneeling in prayer or raising ones hands to the heavens; when who and what you are seeking to communicate with is within you. The entire external world is a projection of the mind. You may think you see outwardly but all you see is seen within. Get the internal world in resonance with the director of the external world (the true director) and the external world will be as you truly are within, or drab; confused, dull, frightening, desolate, empty, etc... as you are.

I find it near inexplicable what I am today, by comparison with what I was (or thought I was) a few weeks ago. On the day, or in the moment that my life changed, it was without fanfare or flashing lights. No symphony orchestra materialized. I did not walk down wide marble stairs, surrounded by angels and other luminous beings. My jeans and shirt did not morph into a flowing robe. It just happened the same way you might hit a light switch. It changed profoundly and fundamentally, as if it had always been that way. In a sense it had. The part of me that was always resident there, simply swallowed up the other parts that were adaptations I imagined I needed to get by, in this brier patch of thorns and creeping roots that snag you by the toes; this glue-board of attachments, false memory and perception. It all went away and left a feeling of enduring permanence that nothing can assail. There is no way to explain what took place except to say, 'there is no there, there'.

Somewhere in the deeper reaches of my heart and mind, “Let it Be” is playing. “I wake up to the sound of music” and prayer closes the day in a supine wonder, until sleep and dreams take me away. The dreams are like nothing that has come before. The days are like days I have not seen since I was much younger and walking through the empty deserts or the natural cathedrals of forests, before the world slot-cared me into its sham and endless confetti, flickering in the false light that adds a burnished and enchanted glow to neon and plastic... the sound of relentless emptiness echos through some kind of post apocalyptic Las Vegas, half buried in shifting sands.

I was angry and outraged. It was a true celebration of impotence and ignorance, conjoined in a Chinese water torture of a dissonant opera, where everyone dies but... not until they have suffered to the last jot and tittle. I drank an ocean and never left the shore. I became a human chemistry experiment; anything to blot out the dismal wreckage of mindless appetite that surrounded me on all sides. There was no sanctuary. They were all facsimiles of some fake Hollywood town. Every now and again I would eschew everything and live on the straight and narrow; sometimes for years but sooner or later the siren would call because I wasn't as smart as Ulysses.

Was it a couple of months ago? It was something like that. I found myself in a confined space; not sure of how I got there and toward evening of the second day I was laying on a bed and a presence came over me. It filled me and it asked me; “Do you know who I am?” Immediately I did know, though I do not remember ever experiencing this particular spiritual being before. I had sought him surely and read his words many times; prayed to him and certainly quoted him more than any other. For a passage of time- I don't know how long. It was under an hour I think but I don't know; I heard fantastic and wonderful things. He told me he had brought me to where I was in order to have this communication with me. It was easily as impactful as when Mr. Apocalypse visited me in Italy and I spent that time lying on a couch and banging my knee against that part you sit back on, punctuating the force of his words... again and again and again.

It was not so dramatic as that. It was certainly as powerful but more softly expressed. I was told wonderful things, fantastic things that I find difficult to believe. Then it ended and I got up and wandered about in thought for a good while. The next night it happened again and that was it, except for the change in me that I never really noticed until I really did notice. I had been told to simply continue in whatever I had been doing because it wouldn't matter. Somewhere between six months and a year he was going to come into my life and change it to suit whatever his purpose for me might be. Then it just happened all by itself and it wasn't the ineffable doing it because that was called to my attention and highly approved of. I was told I had spared myself all sorts of things in the transition that there is no point in pointing out now.

After that, nothing held anymore attraction for me- 'there was no there, there' so... I just stepped to the side and let everything that never was in the first place, continue on without me. No doubt there were new clients at a further reach, around the corner, somewhere. It ended with neither a bang nor a whimper. It just ended. These days I encounter the living evidence of all the things I had been saying as true here for years. The divine is the literal moment in every moment. It's early days. I forget a hundred times a day and am reminded a hundred and one times very quickly after.

I no longer care if anyone understands me, likes me, dislikes me, finds me strange or oddly familiar. All the pointless vanities and anxieties that are the fruit of a fabricated life, based on misplaced desire and... which I encounter every day, are the never ending examples of what I so recently was as caught up in (in my own way) as everyone else. I see it but I don't see it. I see the other souls that are not the facade they pretend to but which are the beautiful interior lights they cannot see but which accompany them everywhere they go. They are like those floating Chinese candle lanterns.

The sheer beauty of the ordinary that is no longer ordinary leaves me metaphorically and on occasion, literally breathless.

It's the same world I was in before this happened but it is not the same world at all... yet it is; “first there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is” It may be the same world but it is not the same me. I suppose I was like a mummy, in more ways than one. Someone grabbed a loose tail of fabric and pulled it and I unraveled until the mummy suit was gone; just in time for Halloween.

I'll close with an episode from this new life of mine, which is not new but only the aftermath of the chrysalis interlude. As a result of watching sporting events, I took a journey one day through the myriad of channels; not hardly being comprehensive at all and I landed on channel 29 and found Chris and Joanna from “Fixer Upper”. My first reaction was that I wasn't appreciative of Joanna (taking a false surface impression). I was later shamed by my uniformed judgment of her. She seemed hard to me. I got a Lucy Liu take on her ...and as I watched, I saw that she is a wonderful intelligent caring and creative woman and I watched the chemistry between her and her husband and I thought; “how many times have I been wrong like this; judging without understanding. What a fool I have been. It was a wake-up call but... every moment seems to be that these days. The thing is that you really can see God in everyone and everything, you just need the right set of eyes. Yes... there are many who seem lost and even depraved. You don't have to concern yourself with that. Nothing sets the stage for change in 'any' case like unconditional love. In a presently infinitesimal way I am beginning to understand what Jesus the Christ meant.

Watching what these two do as they transform houses for people, as the gifted artists they are has been a great experience for me. Sure it's materialism and maybe none of it is real but I will treasure what I learned about myself while watching them. Seeing the love they have for each other as they do what they do is impressive.

I then found Pawn Stars and occasionally I'll go there because it is like going to school; what I have learned about forgery and the real and surface value of things, the history behind them, as experts are called in to comment on the legacy and worth of all sorts of things has, on occasion blown me away. The individuals that own this pawn shop in Las Vegas are not attractive people by any stretch. That is unimportant to me. With new eyes and a true curiosity, I am educated and entertained about all sorts of features in humanity that I never saw before. Under no circumstances am I recommending watching television. I am trying in my cumbersome way to say something and it might come across and it might not. I'm not concerned either way. I guess I am trying to say that you can learn from anyone and everyone if you will just put away your preconceived notions and prejudices and let life speak to you.

I am looking forward to what I am convinced is on the way. At the same time I am not thinking about it much at all. It just taps me on the shoulder now and again and it makes me smile. It is a wonderful place, not to have a problem with anyone anymore. It is truly wonderful to rely on the interior light of the eternal divine, who for reasons unknown to me, took the trouble to wake me up and wash the confusion and anger and ignorance from my heart and from my eyes and to introduce me to a world that was always there and not the world I thought I was living in and to allow me to simply walk away from all the false impressions and bondage of shallow judgments that had made me a prisoner of my own shortcomings.

I could not be more grateful. There is nothing in this world or anywhere else that comes anywhere close to what the ineffable is and he lives his life within us and possesses treasures and priceless qualities which he is holding in escrow for us all, should we ever find ourselves inclined to stop foraging in a landfill and perpetually closing our eyes to the beauty of ourselves.


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♫ You Wanna Dance? ♫

The Search for God and the Imaginary Worlds Between.

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I wonder when God will finally get pissed off? I thought it would happen some while ago. There are many reasons for that. It's not just the possessed and insane. It's the big guns like the governments and media. It's the rogue religions; the ones who sell out their principles to give the impression of tolerance for all kinds of things; things I don't tolerate, in silence that is. Nor am I aggressive to hinder these fools. They are on the road to the destination that their life has shaped for its specific revelations.

The madness is there to be seen. If you can stand in the light of objective awareness, you can see with clarity; see in all its frightening implications. I have links upon links but let these serve for the moment. There may be more but this is not what I came here for.

First my apologies for being so absent in the last couple of months. I have really been going through it. I'll spare you the details, gruesome as they would prove to be. It is all merely changes and that is one of the basic truths of life. We change or we die. Sometimes we change and then die but there is a road of specific change where you do not die in the conventional sense; according to the Bible; “we shall not all die but we shall all be changed.”

I am grateful now for all that has happened to me, crazy as that might sound but what it has done is to strip away so many of my foolish attachments which... I was unaware of. Never before, except perhaps when I was much younger and consumed with desire for the ineffable have I felt like this, which put me in many a perilous circumstance. The divine is the most important thing in life and is now the centerpiece of mine. I am so grateful!!! It is a bit vertigo enhanced. One must remember to breathe deeply and with an easy flow- remembering that the ineffable is the breath of life. Breathe God in and breathe God out.

I was going to include many excerpts from Paramhansa (apparently that is the correct spelling) Yogananda's
The Essence of Self Realization. I recommend that everyone who reads this posting buy a copy. You won't be disappointed, you will be delighted! Or you can go to Ebay where it will be much cheaper; scroll down from there. I am sorry I have proven incapable of giving you excerpts. My hands are shaking too much from the after shock of recent events. However... I WILL finish this posting (grin). Don't be alarmed from what I just said, I often tremble from spiritual occurrences. I am finding that all experiences are spiritual; it's a matter of your perspective. God is real or (in your mind) not real. That determines your perspective on ALL accounts.

I must caution you all that the pursuit of the divine with any measure of sincerity; it is possible that all other concerns will be stripped from your being. You will to a certain degree, be rendered naked and bathed in the light. I know that sounds beautiful in a way but... the getting there can be a tad overwhelming at times and you must be aware of that. One of the greatest dangers in the search for God is discouragement, sometimes followed by despair. We must however, understand that God is a master of discernment and discrimination. He does not tolerate dilettantes or dabblers. Only the true at heart need apply because otherwise you are worse off than never having looked at all. The good news though is that if I can find the divine and be in the place I now find myself, you should be able to do it with few problems. I have had handicaps of all sorts in my quest but... God has overcome them at each turn. You must rely on the divine for EVERYTHING; not just for the things and conditions you THINK you want but for the solution to every problem or difficulty you may encounter. Quite simply you surrender it all and eject it from your heart and mind. Once you have left it in the hands of the ineffable, it is out of YOUR HANDS! There is no halfway about this. You must be determined and faith infused. There is no alternative except for total love and trust... heh heh. Yes, that is a little confusing, which is why you ask God for his qualities above anything else. Acquire the qualities of God and you are covered forever on all accounts.

You are covered on ALL ACCOUNTS! Understand that God is eager and completely desirous of granting you this but YOU MUST be willing to surrender everything to him. The greatest commandment states it clearly and simply; “Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbour as thyself.” This does imply that you should love yourself (grin). The simplest way to accomplish this is to recognize with complete acceptance that the lord is indwelling. Our objective is to close the distance in our minds and hearts between God and our (imagined) self. God is our real self and any master will tell you so.


“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard,
Nor have entered into the heart of man
The things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”


Keep this in mind! The lake of suffering and the constant informing provided to us by our pain should let us know that there are other planes of existence, which we can hardly imagine until we find ourselves there and WE WILL find ourselves there if we persist. This is achieved by flooding our hearts with the love for and of the ineffable. Persistence is then automatic because you have realized that there is nothing in this world or anywhere else that is real; God alone is real and when you have come to this place there is no effort needed on your part. You have one responsibility, not to interfere with the almighty working out every hindrance between you and eternal Godhead.

A long time ago certain malefic individuals sought to create barriers between the different faiths of Hindu and Christian. With the former the serpent is a symbol of the interior divinity realized, the result of the Kundalini rising to the top of the head. With the latter, the serpent is crushed beneath the heel of important figures in the religion; Archangel Michael, Mary and sundry. There is a difference between the snake in the grass and the luminous divine wisdom of the serpent raised to its highest potential. It's all understandable when you recall that the first chakra is the root chakra and is much about survival. The second chakra is the sexual force. The third is somewhat about personal power so... one could say that evil is quite possible in the lower chakra windows.

In the west we talk about Salt, Sulfur and Mercury. In the west they have comparable gunas of Tamas, Rajas and Sattva. We have the seven interior planets. They have the seven chakras. Just different ways to say the same thing. All of our spiritual understandings came out of Mother India and were translated into the Christian and other forms. It has long been known to informed souls that Jesus spent some years in the East, visiting masters and the like (the like?).

Once one has reached a certain level of understanding all these teachings and philosophies merge into one, or are discarded for a lack of relevance; some religions are Satanic and justify all sorts of evil behavior which continues to this very day; one has only to look at what the usurping AshkeNAZIS have done to the Palestinians for their personal gain. Their religion gives them all the support needed for any sort of acts and history is suffused with examples of every sort of outrage and lies.

Well, there is no need for me to beat this dead horse. In life everything is resolved, though it might take a long time. Otherwise it is certainly taken care of at the other end. As it stands presently, we are in an apocalypse and that is where things and events long in waiting are dealt with... and they will be.

None of that is any concern to us. The angels of the Lord take care of all that. Our job is to focus our hearts and minds upon the living, eternal, luminous light of the Lord. Let it fill your hearts and ignite the flame of realization in your minds. Any other efforts we might make are simply detours and delays upon the way. It's all a non profit excursion to Elsewhere.

The divine... the ineffable is the supreme enjoyer and goal. Meaning we can enjoy nothing unless the divine is enjoying it in us and that we have achieved nothing unless we achieve God Consciousness. This should be what one goes to sleep with and the first thing thought of and considered upon awakening. The cost is incidental when one considers the cost of temporal engagements and the so called pleasures that conceal a world of suffering within the flowers and leaves of whatever the plant is where the pleasures hang like ripening fruit, until they fall to the ground and decay. Make sure it's not a Durian!


My god! I made it through the post... heh heh. Well then my friends, I pray you have a wonderful day and rest of your life. Seek the ineffable in all things, in all you do, with every thought, word and deed. Then you will be where you REALLY want to be. I hope to see you there!!!


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