Wednesday, April 14, 2021

"Once You Place Yourselves in the Hands of the Almighty it is God's Responsibility to Take You Home."

 

Dog Poet Transmitting.......


Sometimes... not often (grin) information comes to me and it preempts whatever it was I didn't have planned out in the first place already for a posting. I hope that tortured statement still manages to communicate what I am trying to say and will be unable to say.


They won't let me post that first link so I will try to put in the image 



First... the photo above was sent to me. Then... in a related communique, I received this one some hours later from the same source, a medical professional in NV. I do not doubt the general implications of either missive. I am a bit reserved when it comes to the second link because of the Sensationalist tendencies of the author. Just like Mike Adams, Jim Stone has a tendency to bring in the entire horn section when he makes his points. I AM NOT saying he isn't spot on and what he says (in this case) agrees with what I see and intuit on my own. It is only because of what I have encountered in the past from this port of call.


Neither of these writers nor SEVERAL others who labor in these fields of industry has ever said much that has proven to be true later on. That DOES NOT MEAN it is not true THIS TIME. Perhaps it is a matter of acorns and blind pigs, or broken clocks. It sounds real enough for me to pass on. I will add here that there is MUCH that I do not pass on; the lion's share actually.


I TRY not to criticize these days when I can avoid it. I was not always as restrained in the past. BUT... for the purpose of greater explication, sometimes names are mentioned. I do not want the reader to presume that I hold these people in contempt. It is a simple matter of what does and does not prove to be so, after a REASONABLE period of time. My apologies if I have offended anyone. I call 'em as I see them. I've no choice in the matter. I am OBLIGED to share what comes to me RELATIVELY unfiltered, or as straight as I can make it in a curved universe.


I KNOW that they are poisoning people. I KNOW that whatever war is taking place, every skirmish and battle, has a spiritual origin; be it actual, cultural, or mental. By this I also mean, it all has a Supernal or Infernal origin that PRECEDES the material appearance of the conflicts. Therefore, knowing what I know about the intentions of those whose stock in trade is DECEPTION, it stands the test of Reason for my purposes. Sure... they intend to wipe out a goodly percentage of the human race, who are already doing a bang-up job of that on their own. They do the same with World Wars, hot-spot engagements, and the like. They do it with famines, like The Potato Famine. They do it with plagues. They do it however they find the means by which to do it.


You can say they are misled; yes, they are. You can say they are deluded; badly drawn, possessed, and driven. That DOES NOT CHANGE the results. It's said that 'ignorance is no excuse of the law'. That applies above as it does below. Yes... you can make that excuse, BUT... to what end?


There is a small contingent of disgruntled readers. They don't announce themselves usually and they almost never reveal their identities, being creatures of the underbrush. Being a chipmunk, or a fox, or a weasel or any other small scurrying fauna IS NOT WRONG, BUT... there is a destiny, both potential and real, that attends their existence and they have to keep their wits about them to survive. What I am saying is that it is not a matter of GOOD or BAD. IT IS WHAT IT IS.


What I mean is that I understand what makes people as they are, on whatever stage or step of the spiral staircase they stand. Life is like an elevator and each floor opens upon an entire world of forms and sensations. After a certain point of travel on this staircase, other senses open and are used by the travelers for perception and perspective. One cannot adequately communicate with others about things they have no knowledge of. It is like trying to explain the lawnmower to a Brazilian headhunter. One is better advised to keep their peace in most cases. You only make people angry when you talk to them about things they don't understand, and ESPECIALLY when they don't approve of whatever position you may have taken on the matter AND... which they do not understand.


The idea of KARMA incenses certain people. They DON'T want to hear about it. Mostly... this is because they want people to pay for what they did or are doing. Vengeance and retribution are much on their minds. It DRIVES them. The irony is that KARMA effectively handles all of this but THEY CAN'T SEE IT. They ONLY know about the life they are in and what titillates and offends them. It is of no matter to me whether they agree with me or not. KARMA is a FACT and nothing they have to say on the matter affects KARMA generally, though it might affect their own.


These cabals of doomed fools are stirring up a hornet's nest of KARMA for themselves. They COULD SAY that these people are useless eaters who are killing themselves already. This DOES NOT make it okay for them to expedite their departure, not to mention torturing them enroute. These poor fools think that they are invulnerable and possessed of all sorts of Droit de Seigneur and feudal surfing over the bodies at their pleasure.


Those railing for an account of the long past, and who scream out for the rights of others, were OFTEN the very offenders of those rights previously. KARMA works like that. People are DRIVEN to repair what they had earlier destroyed and they often do it with a fanatic eye. People living in the streets were often people who ran the streets before. The people born into your blood family are OFTEN those you had problems with in the past and it accounts for the horrific encounters that hit the news on a regular basis. You get NOWHERE until you understand that the whole world is your family, or has been, or will be, like it or not.


You can rage against whatever. You can scream and stomp your feet. You can make all kinds of noise but IT DOES NOT AFFECT HOW THINGS ARE, except to make them worse. There is no accounting for taste, nor the heart wanting what the heart wants. Wanting is the problem. Soon after you reach a point of not wanting anything anymore, all sorts of wonderful internal AND EXTERNAL changes will take place


People OFTEN become that which they opposed in the life past. Firebrands howling about rights, creeds, and colors were often themselves the oppressors in a former life. They are fighting to right the presumed injustice to which they were a party before. All races have been enslaved and like it or not they played a direct part in it coming about. When you say things like this it outrages people. This is most certainly true in these times when victimhood is next to sainthood.


We have ridden on rails into the times we inhabit. We built those rails ourselves. HOWEVER... you can always go to the author of all things and make amends and acquire a contrite heart. Once you place yourselves in the Hands of the Almighty it is God's responsibility to take you home. Failing that, or... otherwise, you are left to your own resorts and we'll see how that works out for you. I KNOW BETTER. I know better than to walk through this world all alone or in league with rogues and reprobates. I can't do it on my own. I KNOW this. Everyone else is free to do as they please and enjoy the consequences of it, AS THEY SURELY WILL, for good or ill.


I do not need to be convinced of the crimes of those seeking to twist the world to their own purposes. I don't doubt it at all, BUT I am neither judge nor executioner. I am smaller than an ant-man, given how reduced by comparison I am with the last person I heard name himself that way, Guru Bawa. It took me longer than it should have to get with the program. As a reformed whore I seek to keep the self-righteousness at a minimum.


So... I don't know how much of all this is true. I know enough of it is true. I am not empowered to change or right the world. I am ONLY empowered to change myself and even that requires constant oversight. I do not get angry about what I see and hear about. In most cases, I am not invited to the party because ♫it's not my party♫ I am fortunate to be permitted to be a recluse and to have a guidance system. THAT and the Love of God will take me, or anyone, anywhere the imagination can envision AND BEYOND.


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Wednesday, April 07, 2021

"And Then You get a Kind of Dumb and Dumber, Wrestling in the Mosh Pit of Cosmic Stupid."

 

Dog Poet Transmitting.......


Every day now... seemingly random shootings. Sometimes there are 2 and even 4 incidents, or many more, in a day. Police are leaving Portland in large numbers. All across the country, organized gangs of thugs, financed by George Soros and others, are using time-honored tactics to bring down the empire already in free fall. What you are seeing is not the result of a few week's effort. Long-term insurgents, bent on the destruction of America have been at it for some time. It was only necessary for the collective corruption to come to an appreciable level and you get The Mask of the Red Death rocking your world.


We have reached an acme of stupidity recently. It's some kind of high watermark. Someone who is recognized for being out of touch AND Stupid, says something stupid, and then a bunch of people who are too stupid to use entire words in a sentence, react to the stupidity with something even stupider, and then you get a kind of Dumb and Dumber wrestling in the Mosh Pit of Cosmic Stupid; the recent White Savior behavior from Cher certainly makes the grade. She still doesn't have a wrinkle on her surgically enhanced visage, nor any kind of mark upon the area beneath the surface of her narcissistic perspective, because that is a wasteland of spiritual emptiness.


You see what fame and fortune does for a person? Yes, it depends on the person but MOST OF THE TIME you get someone like Cher. You get a reconstituted product with an ingredients list that looks like it was all taken from the German language, incomprehensible, and forget spelling them. If you need an example, next time you are in the supermarket, pick up a Sarah Lee cake or pie and read the ingredients. If you are at all intelligent it WILL put you off your feed for a while.


It's like looking into the mirror and no one is there. You see something but it either is, or is not what is there, or... not there? Because... that which is casting the image is not present. It's like the funhouse mirrors in real-time and which show you how twisted and distorted you are. Everyone's different! Everyone's a winner. Step up! Step right up!!! Bargains galore! 50% off all left-handed skyhooks while supplies last!


They have been working on the end result for a LONG TIME. They seized all of the critical industries; education... entertainment... the currency that drives world economy; the presses that print it, and though they are the greatest materialists the world has ever seen, their real intention is to serve the needs of everyone, just ask them. 


Didn't they come up with Communism so that we could all be equal? Communism appears and has appeared in various locations, with varying levels of failure. Some of the failures have been EPIC and cost tens of millions their lives. Some have been puerile and less successful and have only caused a few million, or hundreds of thousands of lives. ALL OF THEM have resulted in mass murder, terrible confinements, and assorted torture and mayhem, and there has been only one place where a similar expression has profited organizers with free labor and that is the Israeli kibbutz. I think that was the origin of 'something for nothing' and getting things, 'cheaper than stolen'.


Free labor is what you get in places where forced labor is frowned on, so you have to do some variation on Tom Sawyer and the whitewashed fence. You might not be able to find that these days. Isn't Tom Sawyer a banned book? Don't worry, it will be. In other words, you have to deceive people into believing that whatever they are doing is of value to them as much as it is to you, even if it has no real value for you, so long as you are convinced of it, by them, that's all it takes. It's just your routine smoke and mirrors and it's been going on for a long, long, long time. Pay no attention to the man behind the mirror who is pleasuring himself while watching you.


They are trying every new wrinkle they can manage in the COVID-SCAM. In the background and out of view are the ones who are calling the tune on the programmed Jump Scares. The saddest reality of the whole affair is how deeply ignorant such a large portion of the public is. You can't wake up the sleeping dead and you can't re-humanize a zombie. You can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear but you can convince a lot of suckers and shills that you did it; more smoke and mirrors.


Look! I don't have to keep bringing these things up. They are SELF-EVIDENT. You can see it everywhere in the world around you. Appetite is king here! It is past obvious that fast food leads to a slow and lingering death. It is past obvious that liquor and drugs can kill you. They kill thousands every day. It is past obvious that sexual license leads to the degeneration of Higher Nature. You have to feed something. You are either feeding the beast or you are feeding the angels. Something is eating everything. If I have a choice, and I do, I want to wind up on God's dinner table. For myself, I want to live on the crumbs that fall from Heaven's table.


When I meditate or think of The Divine and my heart swells with Love, I tell myself that I am feeding the angels. God is a CONSUMING FIRE. I seek with all my strength to become tasty to God. Something IS GOING TO EAT YOU! This very moment you are being consumed by something and the meter is ticking. You live a certain way here. You go certain places. You engage in certain activities, and it creates the texture and atmosphere of your life. 


When you leave this body there are different ports of exit and depending on which of them you patronized in life, that is how you will go. Each of these exits from the top of your head to your voiding ports leads into a continuum, where everything is in sequence and all the parts and places familiar (they should be). However THE EXTREMES are discretely and distinctively sharp and clear.


In the soporific, rockabye baby land of sensory delusion, they expect, nay... demand that you come and go quietly, lest you disturb the residents in their pods. They are, of course, permitted to wail and scream and flail about in restless dreams, in search of nightmare, without regard for YOUR peace of mind. Beware the Lilliputians, my son. At least with the Jabberwock, you are only dealing with a single entity. Yeah... a solitary hunger can turn you to cinders all on its lonesome. On the other hand, many competing hungers can accomplish the same result.


It surprises and often delights me, how literal certain legends, allegories, and cosmic puns turn out to be. Just like a banana, sometimes an allegory is just an allegory. Other times it is in your face real. You can call this world an illusion as it pleases you. This does not make the ground less hard when you hit it. It reminds me of people who close their eyes when danger is coming. 'If I can't see it it's not there.” It isn't there... really... but let me rework that thought. It is IN YOUR MIND that any and every aspect of life becomes real and Yes! There are people who can walk through walls and appear, by the power of thought in far distant locations at the speed of thought, BUT... what has that got to do with you?


I seek to emulate my spiritual betters. They left their road-maps for me by what they said and did here and I want to BE LIKE THEM! This IS a Vale of Suffering, as long as you want anything your senses continue to tell you is desirable. None of it is. The proof is right there in that area of your heart where disappointment and regret have their condos. If this is not troubling to you now, just wait until you get closer to departure. “IF YOU DON'T SEARCH FOR GOD IN THE SPRINGTIME OF YOUR LIFE, HE WON'T BE THERE IN THE WINTER!


However hard you try to push that rock up the slippery slope, it is a repeating lesson of futility. You don't push anything in the first place unless... SOMETHING IS PUSHING YOU. Either you drive or you are driven. YOU SEE IT EVERYWHERE!!! You read about it and you hear about the circumstances and outcomes of stupid behavior. Hey! I'm not, I mean I shouldn't be haranguing you. I have made so many mistakes. I am in awe of my own stupidity and cupidity concerning past episodes of stupid. It is simply the profound and measureless grace of the almighty who has pulled me out of the ditch at the side of the road with his chariot and team of shining steeds. Oh, that has happened times past remembering and YET... and yet I persisted in my folly.


I asked God why I had to suffer so much when I knew better but still didn't know and I was told it was all for The Purpose of Demonstration. All of it is and all of us are. I was told that nothing could be done until the time was right and then... far past the reach of what I would have called an acceptable time frame... it finally arrived. I have to stop thinking... WHY? I know I deserve nothing like what I have received, but that is the mercy and compassion of God which passes all understanding.


I think about my life. I don't think ANYONE has any idea of how much I think about my life and life itself. I struggle the livelong day to be righteous and true but all my efforts are a folly. God is the architect and primary motivating force- the dynamic animating principle. I hope someday to be a perfectly broken vase, each fragment replaced and fixed with the golden light of God's eternal and infinite love. This poem reminds me of what might apply as a reason for my being blessed as I am. Perhaps it is true;


“Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)

Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,

And saw, within the moonlight in his room,

Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,

An angel writing in a book of gold:—


Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,

And to the presence in the room he said,

"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,

And with a look made of all sweet accord,

Answered, "The names of those who love the Lord."


"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"

Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,

But cheerly still; and said, "I pray thee, then,

Write me as one that loves his fellow men."


The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night

It came again with a great wakening light,

And showed the names whom love of God had blest,

And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.”


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