Sunday, November 10, 2019

Your True Self is beyond Space, Time and Causation. It is IMMUNE to Every Danger of Every Kind.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......


(we are ushering in a new era at the blogs. There will generally be no links except at the end, other than the song of the day and Pocketnet. Then... then... if there are links they will be at the very end with a short bio on why it happens to be included. What is going on in the world has little to do with what is going on here, with me. You can find the news on your own and Pocketnet has got the widest selection of the most up to date and relevant items so... you don't need me for that and I don't need all the extra work that is wasted when people don't pay attention.)


I sit and wonder a lot. I stand and wonder too. I wonder a great deal, no matter what position or posture I am in. I try to trace the origins of conditions as they presently exist. I make comparisons between living conditions now and at many another time. I take into consideration the intellectual and moral climate of cultures. I wonder about the Doctor Pangloss clones of today, who imagine that this is “the best of all possible worlds”. I even wonder about things like the merger of the words 'Pang' and 'loss'. Was Voltaire trying to say something? I'll attempt to reassure you at this time that I am not one to get buried in minutiae, or endless sidetracking digressions. As far as I'm concerned, there is one supreme and ineffable being and no other thing, known or unknown, seen or unseen worth thinking about or looking for.

In a single year now, my world has been changed beyond recognition. It is pretty amazing what you can accomplish, if you set your heart and mind on it and it doesn't matter what your age is. The loss of flexibility is what dooms most of us. We harden and stratify as we age. We lose flexibility. We lose range of motion. We lose the desire for most everything except habitual repetition BUT... if that is not the case with you... all bets on the usual declines are off. Our perspective becomes fixed. If it is wrong and... MOST OF THEM ARE, then... your fixation on what is not real, intensifies.

When I say most perspectives are wrong, I am seriously understating the matter. What I should have said is that all personal perspectives are in some degree of error. There is ONLY ONE PERSPECTIVE that is not in error and that is the perspective of the indwelling true self. It is OFTEN silent on the matter as well. The indwelling self knows that, in the manifest existence, change is the only constant. If change is all there is then there is NOTHING... in the long run, that you can see, or hear, or taste, or touch, or smell that you can depend on. The radiant energy of existence is likened to a serpent, it moves in sinuous twistings from side to side. It coils. There is much to ponder here and much to wonder about.

NO MATTER WHAT you may think, there are only two directions you can go in; up or down. You might say that you can go to either side, or back and forth. With the former... ALL STRAIGHT LINES become circular. With the latter you are in stasis limbo. SO... The energy of your being is either MOVING OUT or MOVING IN. You can haggle about the terms I am using and whether 'in and out' would qualify as 'up and down'. Let's just put this all down as allegory. Of course, you can haggle about anything and some people do. I don't haggle and I don't argue. It is what it is. I would rather get to the heart, of the truth, of the matter, or nowhere at all. There is no Option B. You may have more than one option, I do not.

The dynamic energy of our being; the sacred energy that exists as the life within us, gets routed in one of two directions; outward into the world, or inward and upward to planes of consciousness beyond the terrestrial. You are having sex and battling for survival and all else; the brutal fantasies of wealth, power and fame, OR you have turned your attention away from these things because they lead ONLY to death and redundancy. They are the process and procedure of an endless cycling routine of suffering, upon the rack of the ring of fire, karma bound and harnessed to the wheel of inevitable outcome... on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on. My friends... it does not have to be like this.

So many of us deeply resent the loss of the pleasures of this plane. They are less than the rooting squalor of pigs in offal, by comparison to what waits beyond. The pigs know of nothing other than what exists at the end of their snouts. Some of them were once as you and I are now. Existence operates like an elevator and is similar to a spiral stairway but these are all analogies for something that can only be experienced, not described. Some things have to be taken on Faith. I will add that there are levels at which Reason can come very close. Pure Reason is a remarkable tool.

If we don't have what is available, in seemingly endless quantity for some, we want it so bad our teeth hurt. If we have it on tap, for however long there is time left on the meter, it gets old. Then we get old and then... whatever we had is gone. All that remains is what we became and that is the arbiter of our next place of residence. Whatever you have, YOU WILL LOSE ...and depending on how you managed it and how you behaved, you will literally, up close and personal, see the results of that.

With what we presently know we could not build things like Notre Dame and other similar structures today. Somehow we lost the capacity. There are some people now engaged in attempting to do this by reverting to the tools and methods employed back when. It doesn't make sense, does it? Here is why this is so... whatever the level of materialism is at any given time, that sets the tenor for intellectual accomplishment. Surely you are familiar with the term, 'dumbing down'? Take a look around. Do you see composers like Mozart, Beethoven, Bach and Brahms at work? No... you do not. Are we in a time of lyrical and inspired poetry and books the like of those once written by Melville, Poe, Stevenson, Twain, Hugo, Dumas (father and son)? No... you do not. Do you see paintings similar to Rembrandt, Da Vinci, Goya, Monet, Manet or similar? No... you do not. Do you see the sorts of galvanizing architecture of previous times? No... you do not. Are there illumined philosophers to be found among the atheists, secular humanists and dirtbag gender and identity pundits? No... you do not.

Materialism is responsible for all this paucity and depravity. Now depravity and perversity are being CELEBRATED! Operational Insanity has become an actual form of government. Witness Kalifornia. People by droves, in an uncountable swarm; a ravening mob of berserker appetites, are loosed upon the glittering marketplaces of chattels and consumables. They are now killing people over chicken sandwiches. An angry revolution is brewing among the terminally disappointed. They don't know where they're going and they don't know what they want. All they know is that they are terribly angry. The whole world is an ongoing expression of bad parenting.


So far... this all adds up to an ominous and depressing portrait, with Hell hammering at the gates of the material plane. It has already broken through in places. What to do... what to do.


There is good news and it all comes down to the Purpose of Demonstration. Everything taking place is being directed to orchestrated ends for the purpose of demonstration. Are you in need of a lesson? In that case, simply continue along as you have been. Your lesson will be along at some point; 'objects in the mirror are closer than they appear'. Perhaps you are not in need of a lesson, or you learn your lessons on the way, as needed, as they pertain to course adjustments. AT NO TIME has there ever been a time when the Supreme Master of all Planes is not fully at the controls. That supreme master is resident within you at this very moment and YOU CAN MAKE CONTACT. You have ONLY to want it more than anything else. Let this urge consume you. Pray without ceasing. Time and time and time again, remind yourself and pull your attention back to this single pressing need. “Success is speedy for the energetic.”

Never before has the opportunity been as great as it is now. EIGHT BILLION PEOPLE ARE HERE!!! A drama is unfolding that is unique in recorded history. The Great Summing up is at hand. THIS IS WHY THE DISTRACTIONS ARE SO GREAT! Put down that cellphone and step away. Go within. Your true self awaits. Your true self is beyond Space, Time and Causation. It is IMMUNE to every danger of every kind.

FEAR and APPETITE. Dismiss the one and restrain the other. All fear is based on a dance of shadows. NONE OF IT IS REAL. Only your belief in it grants substance to the illusory presence of what you fear. We are the authors of whatever manifests. NONE OF IT IS REAL! NONE OF IT IS REAL! It is a simple trick of the mind. Pivot your attention. Gnothi Seauton.


End Transmission.......


Today's Song is;




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Saturday, November 02, 2019

"An Introspective Travelogue into that Far Kingdom, EVER so Close at Hand."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

It's all calm on every front here. Then I go out into the wide world, as seen from my various internet perches and all is not calm on almost any front. I walk away from the computer, troubled by the things I have seen... knowing it is all out of my hands. The only thing I have any possibility of influence over is me. Then... there is the consideration that there is no me. All there is a a temporary amalgam of persona brought together by the aggregate of what I've been through and the product of that astrological map that set in place the predispositions and inclinations I brought from the last go rounds. The eternally existing me is like the white screen that a film is projected on. Each lifetime is a film that begins and ends and the white screen is always there in the interim, unaffected by any of the movies that were screened on it.

None of the troublesome conditions are anywhere in the house as I walk through it. None of these conditions are outside my door, or down the street, in the nearby stores or the faraway stores; where they are is in my head. I saw evidence of them. I heard about them and the magic manifestation machine in my head, the subconscious factory below decks, brought an experience of each of them into my thoughts. If I don't personally attach myself to any of these situations or conditions, there's no context for interaction between me and whatever facsimile of something my mind created, as representative of whatever it is or was. The facsimile, of course, is a subjective and seriously incomplete projection on the screen of the mind.

It seems like the only important consideration is; what's behind the mind and... what is behind that and what, if anything, is behind that? The heart has similar considerations. It generates feelings that have to do with sensory reports. We're talking about the heart as a creative force that makes identifiers for whatever comes up, whatever is encountered or experienced. We call it something, we label it as good or bad and it gets an emotional qualifier that is associated with it and... the heart moves on to the next thing... or it doesn't. There are all sorts of potential results... limitless prospects. Let's say a particular heart's most recent encounter involved a bullet passing through it. This would involve it moving on in a more dramatic fashion than what it had previously been used to running into. Wow, Visible, that was abrupt (grin).

The near totality of my life has been a search for The Divine Being. It stands to reason that if you persist in anything, you're going to either get very competent at it, or eventually succeed in the acquisition of it. There are the alternatives that... you'll never get more than basically competent because you lack, 'the gene' and also that you won't get whatever it was, because; it is exceedingly rare and the competition for it fierce, it turned out to be non existent, or... you changed your mind because you changed along the way.

I'm not going to go too deeply into my struggles, beyond a few thoughts, concerning terrain and degree of difficulty. From the time I could walk, I was used as a handball and a punching dummy. This could have had a lot to do with the intensity of my quest from the inception. I suspect I asked for this 'direct route', prior to entry. Regardless of the pain and attendant psychological torment, it toughened me to a serious degree and also resulted in my becoming a redoubtable martial artist and that stood me in good stead, considering the landscape I was compelled to traverse to this point.

My search for the ineffable also resulted in countless encounters with The Truth behind appearances; caused me to not trust appearances and to delve ever deeper and deeper into the mix after essence and substance. I learned the difference between 'essential' and 'substantive'.

In the beginning, I became quite a pedant and pseudo-intellectual. That can happen when you are a teenager and read too many philosophical discourses and all things dense and convoluted. That, thankfully, did not last long. LSD came into the picture and I learned many, many lifetimes worth of what I consider worth knowing, in a very short space of time ...and also led me to a fundamental conviction that I DO NOT KNOW. If I know, then I close the door on divine knowing. If I do not know- viscerally- and with the certitude of unshakable conviction, that which does know, can know within my consciousness, for so long as I need to know it.

I encountered Eastern Thought and hardly ever looked back at Western Perspective again. Both of these are viable schools of thought. Some do well with both. For me, Eastern Thought rang my bells, especially since all western though is a product and extension of Eastern Thought anyway. Then I had a life changing Kundalini Rising and that led to my 'fixation of the volatile' but it took a long time.

Life did not ease up until later in the game. Some of it was due to the 'degree of difficulty' chosen. The more severe that is, the greater the overall reward. There are also external examples in terms of environment. Real spiritual progress can be/is severely hampered by however intense the levels of materialism are. Suffice to say, it doesn't get much more intense than this and if it does, it's right up ahead. Then... like the end of a seemingly endless cloud cover, The Sun broke through and it has gotten finer and easier and all round more tolerable than ever I had begun to think it might (nice sentence structure, Visible). That sentence reminds me of something Les Paul once said to Chet Atkins. Both of them were guitar masters and they did a lot of recording together. On one project they were listening back and Chet said to Les. “There's some mistakes in there, Les.” Les replied, “Leave em in, let em know we're human.” If you've not listened to these two maestros together and you have enough musical sense to recognize and appreciate excellence, give em a listen.

I took more chemicals than most and I'm neither recommending this or apologizing for it. That's my business, no one else's. I was in a hurry. I was reckless and caused myself a great deal of pain that I could have otherwise avoided BUT... as it turned out, the ineffable appreciated the passion in the gesture. A point came when I put it all aside and that portion of The Work which requires this began.

I found what I was looking for. By now I know it is authentic. To say that it cost everything would not be hyperbole but... EVERYTHING IS NOTHING by comparison. Scripture talks about giving up the chase after all manner of worldly objectives and how it gets added unto later. I've small concern about that. I'm going to try to explain what this means now, by using a medium that has ALWAYS AND INFALIABLY fallen short of the task ...but I think I can leave a good indicator.

Imagine that there is an emptiness within (as, in fact, there is) and... as one can easily observe in life, ANYWHERE that there are people who are looking to fill or satiate that emptiness with everything under the sun. Imagine also (though you do not have to imagine) that NOTHING external to a person will satisfy this internal hunger. The entire Purpose of Demonstration thing about existence is ALL about this. Imagine that the cure for the emptiness is already in place BUT... it has not been located or identified yet. Consider that NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO, you WILL NOT find it on your own and there is good reason for this. Here is a bit of scripture in respect of that; “For it is by grace you have been saved through faith, and this not from yourselves; it is the gift of God, not by works, so that no one can boast.” (For we are God’s workmanship, created in Christ Jesus.)


You can find your way to the door but after that...


For years, my conversations and appeals were, for the most part, one sided and the only exceptions were in rarefied states and in extremity. Then 'the voice' came to me and said, “I'm here now.” This was only about 8 years ago. What has followed since has been a increasingly clarity, as if the fine tuning dial has come into more precise position and the frequency of contact has, incrementally, increased.

Imagine that you find something that will remain undefined and it fills up every crevice and corner of that emptiness, in such a way that NOTHING has ever previously done. Attendant with it is an assurance, a kind of confidence that also cannot be defined or described. A certitude arises that cannot be impacted upon by any event or challenge. If you had nothing else, the sense of it is... that's okay. What is needed appears of its own. All of the problems of life and all of its uncertainties melt away. They have no place to be in residence. This... inexplicable thing, automatically displaces all negative concerns.

This is as close as I have come to putting the sense and feeling of it into expression and it falls remarkably short of the reality of it. I hesitate to post this when it is nowhere close to the reality but, it is what it is.


You can read the text of 'I do Believe' here


I will close with some statements that have been made to me and which were made so that I could repeat them for the benefit of any who may find them useful;


'If you do not quit, you cannot fail.'
'You only have to want it more that anything else, as soon as you do, a certain process is set into motion.'
'The opportunity for a quantum leap in personal, spiritual evolution is more likely now than at any time previous.'
'Help is at hand, ALWAYS.'
'All sincere prayers are answered but they are not all answered in, according to our wishes, a timely fashion.'
'There are reasons why, sometimes, certain prayers are not answered but the reasons for that are ALL to your advantage. So (grin) in a sense, all prayers are still answered.'


God Speed my friends! Have at it with a will! Strive hard... The Kingdom is at hand!!!


End Transmission.......


Today's song is;





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