Wednesday, April 28, 2021

"They Bloom Through the Infinities of Heaven Where Time has no Reference Points."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

All that we know is like nothing at all, compared to what we do not know. All that we think we know is even less, because until we have found the source of all things, nothing we think is so, is as we think it is. There is one thing worth more than everything else combined and that CANNOT be known unless it is done by the one knowing it within us. Find at all costs that which is beyond price and all your searching will be at an end.

What a terrible misfortune it is TO NOT BE DRIVEN beyond reason to the source of sources. Ah... that is at the core of all tragedy that perpetually follows after, when one is drawn unresistant to beautiful mirages across the desert of life. Life is a desert. It is empty unless God is present. Nothing has any meaning otherwise. Yet, once again, let me include that sage commentary; "These three are difficult to obtain in this world and depend on the mercy of the gods- the human birth, the desire for salvation and the company of the great-souled ones."

That is a little different outcome than what comes to the Hollywood diet wizards, who eschew eating the wings off of buffaloes, now that their ancestors have exterminated them. Here's a classic example of someone whose dietary scheme is somewhat confused, AND... not to be outdone across the pond in the opposite direction, here is another classic example of the sense of humanity that is NOT epidemic on the planet at the moment. I ROUTINELY come across multiple paradigm exemplars of this order EVERY DAY. Damn! It's great to be alive, eh?

The rich and the homeless in the richest state in America got together at Union Station-LA a couple of days ago, to put a festive ring on the awarding of honors to the worst possible upchuck from the film industries. I TRIED to watch “Nomadland” a couple of months ago. It took about 15 to 20 minutes (although I already knew 5 minutes in) for me to grasp that it lacked the necessary presence of Mad Max; not to mention Hannibal Lecter, who would have REALLY spruced up this useless piece of excrement, and made it more realistic. Was I rash in shutting it down? I'll never know. What infuriates me (not at all) is that there was no transgender epic in the best film's category. There were also no black lesbians and zero differently-abled Morlock sagas either.

Myself... I have been working on a film also that, likely, will never hit the big screen. I have a movie theater in my head where I screen my own content. At night, I lay in my bed and visualize fields of flowers... acres of roses, hibiscus, bougainvillea, lilies, poppies, and many another genus. They rise in accelerated time-lapse, full-grown in mere seconds, and upon each bloom, a human face appears, and each of them begins to sing in perfect harmony about the Glory of God. The flowers with faces sing and musical notes appear from their mouths, changing into angels in flight, and many another curious spiritual phenomena. I am supposing that the music originates from the rubbing of passing planets and the light from stars twinkling in space. In order to get sound from light, you merely alter the rate of vibration.

I keep having Edvard Munch's “Scream” come into in my mind and am also reminded of Kurtz from The Heart of Darkness, extolling; “The Horror! The Horror!” The times of King Leopold of Belgium was a noteworthy chapter in the civilizing of The Congo. More recent colonizers have continued the noble work of that European regent for the benefit of the cellphone and computer industries. I've seen pictures of workers from the mines. They carry these heavy baskets of minerals that they have mined from the ground with old coffee cans, or even just their hands. They carry these baskets with a rope that is brought to their forehead for the purpose of transportation. Those who have been at it for awhile have permanent indentations in their foreheads that are as much as (if not more than) a quarter of an inch deep. True story, and... I don't lie.

Not lying has been a BIG inconvenience to me. It renders you an outcast from polite society, which I would have made myself into, had they not done it for me. Seems to me that either Jim Carey or Eddie Murphy (or both) did films about this. Life itself makes films of both Truth-tellers and Liars. Our eyes are the cameras, and all the production details are taken care of by those invisible agents who handle that end of the construction.

People can begin to hate you pretty quickly if you don't lie. Diplomacy is the art of lying with Grace and I am still trying to learn how to do that, BUT... I run into a deal of resistance from within. It's kind of like a porn flick with Cassandra and Pinocchio and I don't have the necessary ID to get into the theaters.

In an apocalypse, the truth comes out, despite every effort to suppress it. Yes... certain big and firmly entrenched lies have yet to be addressed, like what really happened in World War 2 that they were unable to bring to fruition in the First World War. Then there is the matter of the 9/11 attacks that... although some number of us know who the culprits were, don't have enough juice to get the ignorant to pay attention to it.

They DON'T want to know. Meanwhile... the culture keeps providing us with role models like this tabloid heartbreaker. Isn't that special? The cosmic short bus will be pulling up to ITS door, one of these days, to take IT to the place where broken toys go to die. It seems the music this creature makes is causing health concerns out in the provinces.

One might think the whole world was flushing down some planetary toilet, BUT... that is not entirely true. It is only that part of the population that wants to swim in the underground septic darkness. Don't knock it till you've tried it! That's what I heard some metrosexual wag say before the gurgles made him incoherent. The whole world is NOT going down the tubes. We are in the prelude to a reconstruction effort, similar to what followed The Civil War. No doubt there will be carpetbaggers aplenty and here and there a Bloody Bill Anderson. Well... this is what the opportunists think. They insist on being ahead of the curve when it comes to reaping the rewards or... the whirlwind. They'd be wrong this time, BUT... I don't want to give away the plot; at least until I know what it is.

I used to wonder, when I knew more than I know now; why did people stay around in the locations they were in when The Four Horsemen started to gallop? I used to wonder why some people did what they did with the risks being what they are. I used to wonder about all kinds of things, BUT... I don't know nearly as much now as I once thought I did. Thankfully, these days, I know next to nothing, BUT... I did find someone who does know all that I shall ever need to know, and who is not shy about informing me when circumstances call for it, and... even when they don't.

I suspect I am going to spend more and more time in that vast meadow of flowers, dancing to the sound of their singing, and metaphorically gathering those rose petals while I may, though I've been told there is not much chance of running out of petals, since they bloom through the infinities of Heaven where time has no reference points, BUT... that's just me, or maybe not. I suspect maybe not, once The Awakening finds its groove. Yes there is a renaissance coming to beat the band. It's coming round the mountain. It's running through the streams, over hill, over dale; soon to be running in every direction at once, while stationary in a timeless moment of the eternal present, kind of like a Shiva-Shakti dance, which we have had all along but it will be coming to the surface now.

It's not going to happen to, or for, everyone, BUT... that is a matter of personal choice. Not everyone wants a Golden Age. Not everyone wants an Awakening; anything but. Not everyone wants the same thing, and so there are planes and states of being that reflect that, and the nature of your desires will determine your place of arrival. Step right up! Step right up! You know the drill.

All the important things I wish I could say are not possible to say. They can ONLY be hinted at in a “maybe you will find it yonder” way, although it is more likely that you will definitely find it yonder, but you can certainly find it here as well, AND... if you don't find it HERE first, ♫ chances are ♫ you will not find it yonder. Like we are fond of saying here, 'heaven begins where your feet touch the Earth'. If you don't find that to be the case then you had better work on seeing it so now, cause IT IS THERE!

If I were free to action, and you were free to stay, we'd climb some lofty mountain and blow The World away.

End Transmission.......

Friday, April 23, 2021

"And Yet... The Best Course is to 'STILL THE REACTIVE MIND', and Have a Firm Hand on the Tiller."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

“And all our yesterdays have lighted fools

The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,

And then is heard no more. It is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.”

I left out the beginning lines of the soliloquy. I'm sure there must have been a reason. We've all heard that soliloquy, it's one of The Bard's best and most well-known. Many people have memorized it, including me. How many of us have studied the words and pondered the thoughts contained therein?

The image it paints is high art from the sephiroth of Understanding. Binah, the 3rd sephiroth is in the highest triad. Not many have passed through there. They may have had elements of it precipitate down and into them... but actually getting there? Hmm...

I am hearing about great changes soon to come. I have encountered all manner of theories on the source of The Awakening. Yesterday, or thereabouts, one of our readers left a link in the comments section. I'm none too fond of channelers, so defined by that term. I can tell when they are making it up, or the pawns of mischievous spirits. Don't ask me how this is, it's one of those abilities that got brought up in me following my Kundalini Awakening. It took most of this life to develop it to any level of consistency.

When I lived in NYC, I came across one of those personals newspapers. It was over a hundred (might have been two hundred) pages long and mostly it was sex workers, or random hedonists, looking to provide a service or get serviced. This paper also had quite a number of channelers offering their wares. In THIS ONE EDITION, I came across something like 10 people channeling Abraham and Moses and even more that channeled Jesus Christ. They all had their fees attached to the ad. These were early days, but even then it was a burgeoning enterprise. It sort of put me off the whole idea.

I should point out that WE ALL CHANNEL, some more than others, and for those of us who have reached the promised land, they are almost always channeling. Artists certainly channel, in whatever field they labor in. These days they are mostly channeling from the infernal reaches.

I happened to read the link that was posted and found myself surprised. Even though it was of the usual wide generalities, it dovetailed right in with my own thinking. That certainly surprised me. There wasn't much that she said that I did not recognize as being active in these times. There was one NOTABLE ABSENCE, and when I explain it, I think you will see what I mean. There was no clear idea of where the light, or force was coming from. How is it, in this time of truly intense MATERIALISM that so much spiritual light is active? Why does she say that the evil ones have abandoned their posts? This is not what happened. As the reader knows, we have mentioned many times what happens as the Spirit of the Avatar comes down the planes and into the manifest world.

The Avatar comes from the highest point and at each level, he sweeps out those areas of principalities and powers, the rulers of the darkness of this world, and spiritual wickedness in high places. As these long-entrenched centers of darkness are flooded with the light of The Avatar, the residents flee in the search for a new darkness. Once they have been routed, THOSE WHO SERVE THEM HERE are left rudderless. It's “abandon ship”, here, there, and everywhere.

These things are happening but they have not registered in the common mind yet. It is The Avatar who is the source of all positive change in this regard. The Lord of Light is on his way and everything is evidence of this. Initially, you get the firebrands= the Robespierre's and Danton's of these times. Remember what happened to them! It is all chaos and disorder, as the rampaging deranged, mob-up hither and yon, under the blinded eyes of their feckless, temporal rulers. This is how it nearly always is in the beginning of dramatic change. They are then swept aside by 'seemingly' cooler heads of the larger majority; presently muted and profaned by the media dragons. This will pass.

Most channelers and the usual members of New Age Think are at heart secular humanists. They avoid the term God, except in reference to themselves. It is ALL about replacing the idea of God with the idea of themselves as Gods. Of course, if you are going to be God, you have to act like God and they are hardly capable of that, especially when they see themselves as the new Caesar being rendered unto. It being that financial gain is at the heart of their industries. People can argue about this and tell me that they are well intended and all. I KNOW what I have been seeing for decades, in the gestation and early toilet training years, on to the undisciplined youth and then to the compromised adult of the whole affair. But... that's just me and my perspective. I do not intend to give the idea that I think I am right; only what the evidence tells me. Every lawyer will have a different set of tactics by which to either refute it or weave it into some form nearer to their heart's desire.

You can always tell when people are too much in love with themselves. They are the ones with chapped lips from kissing cold mirrors.

We all want to find answers to the never-ending questions, and yet the best course is to still the Reactive Mind, tossing away both questions and answers; the meaningless scurrying of a monkey about the business of occupying itself with something to do. “Alas, poor Yorick.” That is where you wind up if you chase after the monkey-mind. One day someone is holding your skull and musing that they knew you well. All these roads lead to death! There is a very slender course, a knife's edge, over which one must travel, and OF COURSE, one cannot accomplish that themselves, no matter how often they tell themselves that they are Gods. This is, OF COURSE, true, but... NOT IN THE WAY THEY UNDERSTAND IT.

Materialism feeds the I-ME-MINE dynamic. Ultimately, people go mad because they are not what they tell themselves and that gets made known to them. The saddest note of the affair is that they really are what they are claiming to be, BUT... not in the way they imagine it.

Last night I watched “How Can You Mend a Broken Heart.” It is a documentary on The Beegees. Earlier I mentioned that artist's channel. Here is a classic example of Karma and channeling; applies to The Beatles and others as well. I could see The Angel who was expressing through them. As time passed I could see what the fame and fortune had done to them, and The Angel, if still around, had been relegated to the background. They were so handsome and beautiful. They looked like they came from another planet. Certain artists have angels that shadow them and move through them. Sometimes they stay awhile and sometimes they do not stay long. It depends on their host.

We see examples of this Natural Channeling. Increasingly, these days, we see the murk of deception, delusion, and degeneracy being channeled. The natural channelers are not present because they are not permitted a wider reach. Also... some generations just have less. Then there are the 'generations of vipers'. It is starting to look more and more how it was in the times when Noah was building his ark. It is starting to look like Lot in Sodom (sodomy?). Do you remember the angels that showed up? Because of their beauty men desired to sleep with them.

These moments we are in are FAR MORE IMPORTANT than is generally believed. I am talking about the spiritual side of it. This is definitely the time to make hay while the sun shines. This is definitely not the time to store up your treasures, where moths and vermin destroy, and thieves break in and steal. However... the magnetism of the objects of desire is very great. You are swimming against rip-tides and undertows. The World is filled with treacherous currents. The Love of God is greater by far than any Body-World challenges. You really ONLY have to not give up and be persistent in your aspiration and ALL WILL BE WELL; remembering that even though the stream WILL reach the sea, there may still be rapids and submerged dangers. This is why YOU NEED a firm and informed hand on the tiller, with ageless eyes that scan the horizon into eternity.

God is all in all and we are at peace NOWHERE ELSE. There is how things look and how things are. They are NOT THE SAME.

End Transmission.......

I suspect I kinda did the same thing again (grin), just not as much.

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.

Pfizer warning

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 en route. 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.

End Transmission.......

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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