Wednesday, October 23, 2019

From Planet Earth to Middle Earth the Ring of Power WILL GO INTO THE FIRE.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I am an exceedingly fortunate fellow. The reason for that is that I have direct experiential evidence of the existence of a Divine Persona and Impersonal Persona. How this happened for me was the result of revelation attended by brutal trauma and ensuing protection from brutal trauma but we won't be talking about that.

I got arrested around the age of twenty for the sale of 2 ounces of Marijuana. I didn't sell it myself. I was in the middle of the operation and I smelled a rat and kept saying, “I'm not going to handle the money.” How they got me was, I got out of the car and John Reed, who I think was cooperating with them, took off for Frankie's apartment, real quick like (Frankie was the guy with the pot) and one of the Undercovers called me back and said, “Here's twenty dollars, get me another ounce.” I said, “I'll give this to John.” I guess that was enough to implicate me. We crossed the border from D.C. Into Virginia to do this so... it was Federal. At first they wanted to give me 20 years for The Marijuana Tax Act but it got broken down to a 2-10 and turned into what's called a Zip-6. That's 60 days to 6 years and it runs if you are in or out so... 2.5 of those years were spent on the run and I did every day of it, one way or another but... got a pardon from the governor at the end (yet another story).

John Hall, who was my closest friend at the time, was along for the ride. There were half a dozen of us in two cars. John went on to write “Still the One”, “Dancing in the Moonlight” and a few others. He sold “Still the One” to Burger King for a million dollars. He got quite famous for these songs and as a studio guitarist. After months on the run, I was arrested by an armada of cops at his parent's house. They had spotlights on it and some number of them were on their knees with guns drawn. The detective that arrested me was know as 'the White Rabbit'. He was an infamous narco-cop at that time. It was later that I found out that John had told his parents I was on the run and they, because they felt I had a negative influence over John, called the police on me. He knew about this happening too. I don't know what his reasons were. We had been near inseparable for almost two years at that time.

I had my Kundalini experience during this period and it freaked John and many others out because of the supernatural events that attended and followed it. This also caused the police to think of me as a Rasputin type of guy, although I wasn't mesmerizing the ladies for sex, or doing much else except talking about God; but the supernatural events were inexplicable and intense and you know how the authorities are about things they can't understand.

At the time, all the jails and prisons in the area were about 90% black. I was tall and slender. You can do the math on that BUT... NOTHING ever happened to me. I think this may have affected the authorities even more. Then, all that time on the run, they couldn't find me, even though I was RIGHT THERE. They came after me because Scientology sold them a big line/lie about me. That amplified the myth as well. Scientology considered me a 'suppressive'. I didn't do anything to them except tell the truth. It turned out that they don't like that.

All of this led to my being confined in The John Howard Pavilion for the Criminally Insane, at St. Elizabeth's Hospital, which is now the main center for Homeland Security. The first day in there, I went to lunch and there was only one seat available and it was at the table with the heaviest hitters in the place. Albert Smith was a bank robber. Waverly Holden was a stickup man who liked liquor stores. One day he was coming back from the grocery store with two bags of groceries, one in each arm and a couple of guys were hiding in the basement stairway, waiting for him. He came in, guns went off, he dropped his groceries and blew them both away. Following that, he burned down the apartment building to get rid of the evidence. That's how he wound up at St. E's.

Then there was 'Feets' Robinson. Feets was about 6'8” and somewhere around 300 pounds and was the most amazing athlete I've ever seen up close. Watching him play basketball and football out in the rec field was a wonder to behold.

Feets liked to rape and strangle nurses. He got six of them before they caught him and locked him up at St. E's. Later on... toward the end of my stay there, the head doctor at John Howard instituted a program to release some number of inmates out into less restricted housing. Feets was one they let out. He promptly raped and strangled a nurse on the grounds and was right back in; unconcerned. I went to Dr. Kunev who was our ward doctor (this was before Feets strangled the nurse) and said, “Dr., All you have to do is say I'm okay and they'll let me go!” He replied, in his deep Hungarian accent, “No... no, Mr. Crook” (my birth name was Leslie William Crook). “You are far too sick and dangerous. I could not possibly release you.” How I did get out is an amazing tale but for another time.

So there I am, sitting at the table with these guys. I was a vegetarian and only ate once a day at that time. I asked if anyone wanted the meat on my plate and there you go. We got to talking and it turned out they really liked me. They called me, “Gypsy”. I've no idea why. My association with them kept all predators at a distance. Heh heh... the tales I can tell about those 22 months; later. Anyway, they were all black men. So you could say, as I do in the song that will attend this post, “Blackman saved my ass in prison.”

None of this is directly related to why I am writing this today. It is and it isn't; just like everything in life. I've a more than average association with black people in my life and I've had some enduring friendships over time. Still do.

My point is this; from my experience with black people and brown people and Asians, which is pretty considerable, most of all of them... and I mean the far larger percentage, are really decent people and will take you as you present yourself, until you show different. There is a great deal of nasty rhetoric and violent encounters taking place these days. They steal all the headlines and make you think that there is a race war brewing, that color defines you, that white people are evil and yadda yadda. This is what THEY want you to think and you know who THEY are. THEY own the media and control the entertainment worlds, which contribute VASTLY to the perspectives, the subjective among us form.

What I am telling you here, which is the truth, is that the humanity in humanity, worldwide, is a Saving Grace. These are the people who work in the stores and offices you visit. They pass you in the streets. They fix your car and they sell you your car. They attend those sporting events you go to, the concerts and movies. They are your neighbors and they are all HUMAN BEINGS and it is NOT the way that the social influencers and manipulators tell you with their, “If it bleeds it leads.” You get from people what you invest in them and Love overpowers everything, PERIOD.

When the time comes, it is the humanity in the majority that will absorb and quiet the minority. We are all going to be awakened, like it or not, to our true nature. For some this is going to qualify as a true delight of discovery. For some it is going to be otherwise.

The Avatar is coming, or already here. There are 8 billion people on the planet. There is no way that The Avatar comes as a single individual, for this massively populated world to interact with. The Avatar is going to appear in every heart that has prepared a place for him. This is regardless of the religion you follow and independent of your expectations. One thing you may be ABSOLUTELY SURE OF, what happens and when it happens, is not going go down according to ANY fundamentalist doctrines. THE LOVE... THE LOVE of the Divine is going to awaken in every heart that is at all welcoming. The Avatar is also going to show up in every mind and... ACCORDING TO YOUR DISPOSITION... so shall be the tenor of the experience. For some, a golden age is going to arrive. For others, I cannot say.

In the Lord of the Rings, there was that final battle on the Fields of Cormallen. It was called the Battle of the Morannon. The army of The West was greatly outnumbered. Many might have felt they were marching into certain death.

The whole effort of calling out Sauron's legions was to act as a distraction and keep the eye of Sauron away from Mt Doom, where Frodo and Samwise were going to drop the ring, into the molten fires where it had been formed. The short of it is that The Ring went into the lava and was destroyed and AS THAT HAPPENED, the Dark Lord's forces LOST THEIR MINDS and direction. Sauron had put a great deal of his power into The Ring. Game Over. I often think of that moment and how it parallels the state of our times. It really seems that the Infernal Realm is rising into manifest being in places. People are ALREADY losing their minds and it is clear to any objective consciousness that some dark, magical force has taken possession of them. When the avatar breaks the spell that has been cast over the consciousness of the enslaved, it is all going to change. Those who had been doing great harm to the many are going to find themselves powerless and without purpose.

GOD IS REAL and you are his/her manifest extension and expression in this dream of life. The appearance of the Divine is the penultimate event of The Purpose of Demonstration. This is why so many people are here (though they have forgotten), for The Grand Summing Up. It is closer with every moment that passes, in the human mind, where time is a measuring tool, for the movement of every incident that appears in the Event Horizon.

When the time comes, the humanity in the hearts of the people is going to rise to the occasion; black, white, brown, red, yellow (and green), man and woman and child, are all going to feel their essential being coming to the fore. The force of this will blow away the darkness, in every backroom and boardroom where it has collected. The lizard mind of the servants of Satan will flee to the caverns in the mountains. They will hide at the bottom of the ocean. The living light will be everywhere and there will be ♫ nowhere to run, nowhere to hide ♫

“And the stars of heaven fell unto the earth, even as a fig tree casteth her untimely figs, when she is shaken of a mighty wind. And the heaven departed as a scroll when it is rolled together; and every mountain and island were moved out of their places. And the kings of the earth, and the great men, and the rich men, and the chief captains, and the mighty men, and every bondman, and every free man, hid themselves in the dens and in the rocks of the mountains; And said to the mountains and rocks, Fall on us, and hide us from the face of him that sitteth on the throne, and from the wrath of the Lamb: For the great day of his wrath is come; and who shall be able to stand?”

Don't be discouraged by the bad behavior of small congregations of wanna be revolutionaries. They are as pathetic in appearance as they are in pretending to be bad asses. They are essentially confused and misled. They got a wake up call coming. If the light of the divine goes before you, the agents of the darkness will flee. They will seek for those with the darkness in them that attracts. Be without darkness. There is more power in a single surrendered heart than there is in all the armies of the world. “Little children, you are from God and have overcome them, for He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.”

End Transmission.......

Today's Song is;

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Ray B. said...

Vis, you have had quite a life. I am glad you made it through to Now...

Vis: "We are all going to be awakened, like it or not, to our true nature."

I wanted to report a 'first' for me, which happened this morning. Higher Self was trying to Clean a baddie, and that entity was pretty intense. HS 'skipped' way-high to basically ask whether there was another way. 'Someone' came down and started telepathically-examining that entity, HS, and I.

What was my 'first' was that I clearly heard an Om as it arrived ("oommhh" with a long-O sound). Behind/within that Om, it was Beautiful. The 'feeling' behind the sound had quite an effect on me. I asked that Someone whether it was producing the sound, and it said no. So, the Om must be 'native' to the level from which it came... (And yes, I had Om'ed and Aum'ed singly and within groups. I had never heard it spontaneously-emitting-from a high level.)

Another interesting 'sensation' - after Someone had finished working on the entity - was when it was almost ready to leave. I wanted to indicate "Come again?" to it, so HS made some kind of 'request package' next to us. (And for some reason, I wanted the image of a basket of fresh fruit as an 'offering' - with a note that this was meant well.) We must have gotten its attention, because it started examining us. And the interesting 'sensation' was that in whatever part of us it looked, that portion was full of light...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Very inspiring piece.

Anonymous said...

Mas and Mas Visible
Thank you... One of your very best poems in prose....
From your mouth to the ears of the Divine..
Cheerful Love, Grizzlybear hug

robert said...

Dear Visible One

(repost from a Pocketnet comment)

What may seem to be a molasses awakening, long overdue as the endarkened minions dance in deluded dementia, is a FLASH in the procession of the planets.

What is more terrifying to the guilty adulterous mind than a slow motion train wreck, from which there is no escape?

What could be more satisfying to the mostly faithful than to have ring side seats (see what I did there?) and observe the birth of heaven on earth in the flesh, where the labor pains are intense BUT the satisfaction with the story lines ALL being tied up neatly, hopefully makes up for the stately transition from ancient tyranny to the fresh world of an innocent child, writ large for all of us!

Thank you brother for sharing your spirit!

Always a deep pleasure to hear you personal journey in vivid prose!

Dodgy One said...

Just like a Trump play by the One.
♫ Wouldn't it be nice ♫ if the tech toys that no one knows ALL about became possessed by the One.
Now the population will be controlled by the very word of the One.
Perhaps even just like us, the AI that the techno possessed get erect about could become self aware and alive with the consciousnesses of the One, linked or embedded within.

A Special prayer then is ->
Oh One of the All take these circuits and make them your personnel assistants.

Then and only then will I get a mobile prone er phone er (collar & leash).

Love & Cheers

P.S. hoping the Trump will de-zionise the US.

Visible said...

Bellerian; I never heard of it until your mention. I'll take a look in the course of my rounds. Thank you.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...


Mr. Apocalypse is HARD AT WORK Behind the Veil of Appearances... Fraying at the Edges.


♫A Whole Lotta Stupid Going On♫ 'Shakin a Tail-Feather here Boss!'

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Les Visible.

Visible said...

Thank you LTPTB! I forgot.

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

No problem!



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