"There's No Such Thing as Luck. Luck... is Something that Lazy People Depend on... to Compensate for Their Lack of Effort."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Well... that shiny new pier they imported from Midnight Solutions in The Dark seems to be a couple of suspensions short of the necessary tension.

NEW: US officials just revealed that they have temporarily halted Gaza deliveries after their newly-built pier has sunk.

Joe Biden took $320 million of our money to build them a floating pier… only for it to sink within days. pic.twitter.com/krNWYW77PE

— End Wokeness (@EndWokeness) May 28, 2024

It's not like there's any shortage of tension, so... it must have something to do with the supply chain being around the necks of whatever gangsta rappers they put in charge of the project. Project? Projects??? Hmm... apparently it was not whatever floats your boat, BUT rather a matter of how to torture and kill off a whole lot of people due to accidents that won't be attributed to you.

It is a remarkable irony that Chief Shit for Brains had this happen on his watch, BUT... I always ask myself... first off... was it intentional? I mean... The Usual Suspects were almost certainly in charge. Larry Silverfish most likely had the insurance contract, and Bill Maher was doing the PR. It all fits nicely together... in order to not fit together.

Of course, it was intentional!!! Someone... somewhere... hired somebody that was incompetent and then just sat back while The Darwin Principle worked itself out. Otherwise... The PalestIndians have really got a Guinness Book streak of bad luck, and there's no such thing as luck. Luck... is something that lazy people depend on... to compensate for their lack of effort.

It's really hard to tell sometimes... whether a person is really that stupid or they work for the government. Take the latest... everyone famous is a tranny... thing. I think there might be an argument that could be made for Nailer Swiftly being a Satanist... or a complete tool, BUT... a tranny? That necessitates an unfortunate combination of poor research skills... laziness... stupidity, and probably an inherent need to slander and lie. She ain't a tranny. She's a whole lotta other things, all of them lacking in substance, BUT... no...

...she's only a tranny in the minds of people who lock themselves in the video booths at the porn shop... where such fantasies are a thing.

If you are one of those people who think this is true, you should probably go have your name tattooed on your forehead... because the time will come when you will need a prompt of that sort. Hopefully, your name is not Ambulance. Don't worry. You won't get that either.

Is it just that people want to believe certain things so badly, they think... if they go around saying it to everyone... that it will become true? I mean... we see rumors become true for some people every day. The Crass Media and Social Media, and just about every other media does nothing else but lie, and... they're doing okay... for the moment... if you call that sort of thing; doing okay.

I was about to say something about people having so little pride these days, and then... I thought about all the negative connotations that attend Pride, and that... in fact... these days... too many people have pride in things that people used to feel deeply ashamed about, and I realized it was not pride I was thinking about but Self-Respect.

The need to be a somebody these days... no matter what that entails... and no matter what one has to go through to accomplish it is... well... from my perspective at least... unbelievable.

Some people are not going to survive for very much longer unless they find some way to disabuse themselves of all that self-importance that they have woven into a choker around their necks. Can you make a charm bracelet out of cinderblocks?

These are real majors that NYU students are going into debt for. This is not satire. pic.twitter.com/rNXWhTeCrC

— End Wokeness (@EndWokeness) May 27, 2024

It's like that thought that keeps coming to mind... about... where is The Deep State going to get the cannon fodder for their endless wars? The infantry does not march on high heels. Slapping the enemy with your purse is not a recommended intimidation device. The weekend warriors of The IDF are finding out now... what it's like to fight people... who are lean and hungry, and... not afraid to die.

Is it always the same... sad testimony... that attends the fall of a culture... strangled by the Kudzu Vines of Materialism? You see... there is a visible progression that occurs when one's affections are more and more placed upon inanimate objects. They eventually become your tombstones. Everything is happening outside of you... at a distance... somewhere that only the imagination can travel to, and then... well... you don't wake up, but you still feel bad... until you feel worse, and then you don't feel anything at all.

Something really... REALLY big is going to happen... at some point... and it is closer than the future that appears in your side view mirror. It's not going to be like The Quiet Earth, BUT it could well involve a massive disappearing act on the part of those who are unable to... or indifferent about... making The Cut.

There seems to be a spectrum of consciousness that is present. It starts out... in a rather dense population zone... of life forms that are dumber than dirt... or mindlessly fascinated with the most trivial vanities and attractions; being utterly clueless to anything outside The Zone of Immediate Gratification. Then there are various other stages of awareness moving toward a brilliant light that is too bright to actually see. However... because of the intense blanketing of Materialism, a large part of the population has become unconsciously evil... due to having become obsessed with externalities...

… so much so... that if their comfort zone is affected to any great extent... the will to live... will altogether leave them... OR... someone's going to get hurt. When I say unconsciously evil, I mean to say that they act impulsively in defense of self-interest... should anything arise to threaten the seeming stability of it.

All Evil comes out of Selfishness and Self-interest. All Good appears as a collateral effect of selfless service. These days... most people cannot even comprehend the meaning of selfless service... unless they can be photographed or filmed in the act of it... so that it can go on Social Media. Everything has become an act... a performance in desperate need of an audience. You see it everywhere now, as people emulate and imitate... brainless celebrities who... show them the way it gets done when the skids are greased.

Glamour... as Alice Bailey noted over a century ago... is a world problem now. It's all become an act of posing in distorted mirrors. Any sane person... should run as fast as they can... from any possibility of fame and celebrity, BUT... few of us are sane anymore. The Glitter is too intense. You are willingly embracing a hairnet of flies and mosquitoes when you become a name player.

There are two audiences. There is The World, and there is The Divine. You can get The World to notice you... for a certain period of time, but you will go right off of God's TV screen. Or... you can get God to notice you... by doing good things... out of the sight of everyone else, and you will go off of The World's TV screen.

When you leave this world... who will be waiting for you... as you exit the anchor... that has held you in the vibratory zone... that you have inhabited for all these days and nights? Will a host of angels sing you to your rest OR... will you run into the Swiss officials that run the customs portal... between wherever you are... and wherever you get directed to afterward? Purgatory has a real meaning... spiritually. It's a waiting zone. It's The DMV of The Invisible Planes. You didn't do enough to distinguish yourself enough to get sent to hell, so... you are in Limbo.

Try to remember this phrase; As Above... So Below. Try to brand that into your consciousness. It can be of immense help... when trying to negotiate foreign locations... that you never took the trouble to familiarize yourself with... prior to having yourself sent there. Try not to separate yourself from yourself, which is something people do hundreds of times a day and hardly notice.

You are EITHER in some degree of a separated state OR... some degree of Unity... Unity is The Fruit of Love. Unity is what Love results in. Love is a directed force. Unity is a state of being. You don't go to Heaven when you die unless you are already there. Heaven begins where your feet touch The Earth. I've said these things before and I will say them again... and again... and again.

I know that many criticisms flow from my pen. Do not imagine that I spare myself the same. I speak of these things because they are real enough for what they are, and the consequences are just as real. It can make all the difference to plan ahead, rather than to simply stumble about... without a thought for where you might end up. It's like the ant and the grasshopper... children's fables are more than they might appear. In the spiritual sense... if you are not laying up treasures where moth and rust do not corrupt... you really should be. You really should be.

You never know when The Sword of Damocles will fall. You never know... what you think you know... when you have to call on it... to explain what you do not understand to yourself. It could all be so much simpler if you had a working... every day relationship... with your creator. We seem to have little problem with having a relationship with our deceiver. Probably because he is ever so much more present... for some reason.

Even a little effort to reach The Divine will not go amiss. Time and Circumstance march on. What you can accomplish here... you cannot accomplish there... until you are here again. There is a science that explains the matter, BUT... too few have the time or inclination to study it. Perhaps it is an inconvenience to know something... that might interfere with... wasting your life.

End Transmission.......

The broadcast with James Jancik and me about
The Purpose of Demonstration is still up (and will be).
However... now that we've mentioned it on all 3 blogs I won't be mentioning it again... not that anyone will notice. (grin)

Links are waiting at GAB=

The next excerpt from Chapter 4 of The Bhagavad Gita=

The process of offering is Brahman;
that which is offered is Brahman.
Brahman offers the sacrifice in the fire of Brahman.
Brahman is attained by those who see Brahman in every action.
Some aspirants offer material sacrifices to the gods.
Others offer selfless service as sacrifice in the fire of Brahman.
Some renounce all enjoyment of the senses,
sacrificing them in the fire of sense restraint.
Others partake of sense objects
but offer them in service through the fire of the senses.
Some offer the workings of the senses
and the vital forces through the fire of self-control,
kindled in the path of knowledge.

Some offer wealth; others offer sense restraint and suffering.
Some take vows and offer knowledge and study of the scriptures;
and some make the offering of meditation.
Some offer the forces of vitality, regulating their inhalation and exhalation,
and thus gain control over these forces.
Others offer the forces of vitality through restraint of their senses.
All these understand the meaning of service
and will be cleansed of their impurities.

True sustenance is in service, and through it,
a man or woman reaches the eternal Brahman.
But those who do not seek to serve are without a home in this world.
Arjuna, how can they be at home in any world to come?

These offerings are born of work,
and each guides mankind along a path to Brahman.
Understanding this, you will attain liberation.
The offering of wisdom is better than any material offering, Arjuna;
for the goal of all work is spiritual wisdom

Approach those who have realized the purpose of life
and question them with reverence and devotion;
they will instruct you in this wisdom.
Once you attain it, you will never again be deluded.
You will see all creatures in the Self, and all in me.

Even if you were the most sinful of sinners, Arjuna,
you could cross beyond all sin by the raft of spiritual wisdom.
As the heat of a fire reduces wood to ashes,
the fire of knowledge burns to ashes all karma.
Nothing in this world purifies like spiritual wisdom.
It is the perfection achieved in time through the path of yoga,
the path which leads to the Self within.

Those who take wisdom as their highest goal,
whose faith is deep and whose senses are trained,
attain wisdom quickly and enter into perfect peace.
But the ignorant, indecisive, and lacking in faith, waste their lives.
They can never be happy in this world or any other.

Those established in the Self have renounced selfish attachments
to their actions and cut through doubts with spiritual wisdom.
They act in freedom. Arjuna, cut through this doubt in your own heart
with the sword of spiritual wisdom. Arise; take up the path of yoga!

"The Hasbara Cemetery Comics Will be at The Wake and... Turning into Ectoplasmic Maggots... on The Astral Plane."

God Poet Transmitting.......

You see things when you are living out here... out on the margins of the real wilderness of The Dark Splendor. You also get used to the regular caravans of Fata Morgana, and cartoon hallucinations that come and go... depending on the level of humidity in the air... OR whatever the government musicians... in the HARRP Orchestra are playing... over at The Fort Dietrich Concert Hall.

Not long ago there was a little flurry of dead celebrities... like early snow on Bear Mountain. I think of celebrities in general as being flakes... like flakes of dandruff... from the head of some angry elemental... who went off on an ambrosia bender.

There was that auto-erotic asphyxia thing.

I'm guessing here, but... it probably had something to do with GHB or/and Cocaine, and... having a belt handy. Though... it's hard to imagine any real celebrity who had to die... alone... in that way; sounds like a personal thing (pun intended), BUT... David Carradine also did that solo rope-a-dope... then Robin Williams, and... a few others.

It's not called political theater for no reason. 🤷‍♂️

"Politics: 'Poli' a Latin word meaning 'many'; and 'tics' meaning 'bloodsucking creatures'."
- Robin Williams pic.twitter.com/U8Mr5uNclm

— Ꭷʀɨօռ (@Couldcareless12) December 23, 2023

It's kind of a nasty way to go... given the adverse publicity after you die, and the unfortunate images that are going to run through people's heads... if you happen to be a big celebrity. So... what if it's one of those things that The Deep State gets up to every now and then... to send a warning through a particular segment of the populace. This could happen to you if you don't watch what you say. Nobody wants to go out like that. (It's almost as bad as them putting kiddie porn on your computer. We know they do that.)

Then... Jeff Ross and the rest of The Hasbara Cemetery Comics wind up at The Wake and turn into ectoplasm maggots on The Astral Plane... much like ghouls on a battlefield. It could be decidedly unpleasant for The Dead Guy standing there... invisibly... at his own passing. I suspect there is a lot of that which happens.

Hunter Thompson messed around and found out. That's one of the big drawbacks to being an atheist.

It's not the most fun in The World... to be a clairvoyant... if you can't filter the imagery. You're walking by a public park on an evening and you need to take a leak. You decide to use the public restroom. It's hard to go when you know that George Michael and a legion of other hungry ghosts are watching you from The Dead Zone. No one sane uses those restrooms anymore... or you will likely become a resident of The Dead Zone.

So... even though drugs... especially GHB and/or Cocaine... are a likely culprit... and given that both were ubiquitous at the time... (perhaps you've seen that police photo of Nick Nolte a few years ago?)

...I still think a good argument can be made for the government setting regular events of this nature in motion... to keep the frisky types in line. It could well have been a combination of all three... like a jazz-trio death squad that goes around caroling in Beverly Hills on All Hallow's Eve... even though the psychos usually prefer an out-of-town venue... where they can set the stage, and control the narrative.

Like all those dead microbiologists a while back, just another tailored culling... for certain segments of professionals... to be reminded to keep their heads down... or... it will get cut off.

However... whatever it is that you get yourself into, it is not the fault of The Deep State or God in Heaven. It all amounted to you walking over there... wherever that is or was, and... getting in line. Character is fate. The inclinations of your undisciplined nature account for where you find yourself, when you ask yourself; how did this happen to me?

I'm not one of those kinds of people who think some government department is behind everything bad that happens in The World. I do know that some government is behind a lot of it, but my thoughts are usually on whoever is behind the government, and then whoever is controlling whoever is behind the government. I KNOW it's all a shadow play... on a wall somewhere... with a huge crowd of people staring at it. There are satellite screens now... by the billions... in hands around The World that replicate The Shadow Dancer Ballet or... as I call it... The Tiny Dancer Screen of The Spastic Thumbs.

So mostly... the force that controls The Deep State... has most of The World in a state of compliance... without ever having to fire a shot, but then... Mr. Apocalypse showed up, and then... Lady Awakening walked in the door, and... quoth an unkindness of ravens; “we're gonna need something more... Grack! Grack!” This is because they are employed by the same firm that employs the people who control The Deep State. It gives a whole new meaning to the term Shadow Governments... being worked by shadows... that are worked in the shadows... that come and go at the pleasure of The Light. Right? How perfect is that!

Why have I been on about this matter lately? It has to do with repetition. You might say I am grooming you. (grin) It's imprinting through repetition. I KNOW it can get confusing Out There... when it starts to go off, and everyone is wondering; Why? And... Who? It can get really jumpy... no matter how convinced you may be that God is in control of everything. So... I wish to reassure you, BUT... this reassurance is only as good as your own efforts to stay in touch with The Lord of Hosts.

You don't need religion. You don't need a priest or any other kind of intermediary. I don't know what the disconnect is in the minds of the materially mesmerized, BUT... The Sun... radiating in The Sky... is a direct line to God; is a living conscious being of immense power that is...itself... no more than a channel for a specific force... from an incomprehensible source... that is the central locus... for all power in the universe. The Sun is telepathic. It can hear your thoughts.

Thoughts... not words... are the true medium of communication on all planes... here and elsewhere... all of existence is composed of thoughts... frozen into temporary forms. The Sun is a huge city in the sky... that is a residence for millions and millions of advanced souls... who are all at some degree of ever more perfect resonance with the ineffable. It is a massive celestial heaven in the sky, and souls who have done the due diligence go there... during Uttaraayan... when The Sun is on The Northern Path.

It's all orchestrated by The Ancient Clockmaker... who runs The Celestial Clock. He works for someone even more ancient... who works for someone more ancient... who is beyond all possibility of comprehension, and it is entirely synchronized, and in perfect order, BUT... when ages are in transition... it can get a little hairy... appearance-wise, so... I'm hoping to reassure you, BUT... that's on a case by case basis; isn't it?

God is real... everything else is glitter... glue... and bullshit. I understand that a large number of people are trapped in it like flies in amber... or frogs copulating in Jell-O... or some permutation thereof. However... Mr. Apocalypse on drums and backup harmonies, with Lady Awakening on lead vocals, should... I say... I say... should rouse everyone who is rousable. This has all been in motion for a long time. People are where they are because of long-standing predispositions... that led them to the state... they occupy at the moment.

As a song once articulated, ♫ it's been a long time coming. It's going to be a long time gone ♫ Like Lord Buckley once said, “I didn't get all these miles on my face in one lifetime.” It's a work in progress. We are all works in progress, AND... difficult as it may be... we can change horses in midstream. At this moment in time... at the turning of the age... one is in position to make a quantum leap... spiritually... if one is motivated to that end. You can now jump through a whole Rolodex of lifetimes... if you can catch the wave. You do have to be on the water, and... waiting... to catch the wave, and... I should mention... you do need skills... OR... you need to have someone with skills to guide you.

It comes down to one of two things... no matter who you are or where you are. You are either in a conscious focus to allow The Divine to handle every aspect of your existence OR... you are determined to handle it yourself. On the matter of the first part, this does not mean you turn into a rutabaga... because it all takes place on the inside where guidance is present. You learn to open up to that guidance. It's like riding a bicycle. At first, it seems overwhelming, and then... you cannot understand how you did not always know how to do it.

Yes... it's a leap of faith. It comes with challenges, and all of them have to do with relying on someone greater than yourself. Some things I am allowed to do. Some things I am not allowed to do. You find all this out as you go. It is how you discover your Dharma, and then you stay close to that because that is where you are supported and sustained. You have to proceed with caution and watchfulness; wise as serpents... harmless as doves. I send you out as sheep among the wolves.

As you adhere to this state of interior listening... your receiver fine-tunes itself. Amplification increases. It can take over your whole life, and... as you see what happens when you proceed... listening... you very much hope that it does take over your whole life. You learn to see what is forming on the road ahead of you. You can... after a fashion... see into the future. Eventually, the present becomes all-encompassing and the future is automatically... and seamlessly... shaped for you.

You discover that living takes no effort at all because you are not the one doing it. You are either driving or being driven. You are being driven by desire or you are being guided by your soul in an enduring connection.

It's not all chaotic and crazy. I don't care how it looks. It is all in perfect harmony if you are. Nothing is going to hurt you if you don't put yourself in harm's way. Observe The World! You can see the situations people put themselves in. You can see how someone struggled in other lives to get to this life, and you can see what they got, and you can measure that against what you learn is worth striving for when you see how it turned out. Everything comes at a cost.

The one thing worth having comes at a cost too. You have to let go of your false persona because... the one thing worth having... is what replaces it. The good news is that it is already present and waiting for you to let go of the origin of all your suffering... in exchange for everlasting freedom.

End Transmission.......

A new broadcast with James Jancik and myself just went up

Links are over at GAB=

Here is the rest of Selfless Service,
which is Chapter 3 in The Bhagavad Gita=

ARJUNA

“What is the force that binds us to selfish deeds, O Krishna?
What power moves us, even against our will, as if forcing us?”

KRISHNA

“It is selfish desire and anger, arising from the Guna of Rajas;
these are the appetites and evils which threaten a person in this life.

Just as a fire is covered by smoke
and a mirror is obscured by dust,
just as the embryo rests deep within the womb,
knowledge is hidden by selfish desire – hidden, Arjuna,
by this unquenchable fire for self-satisfaction,
the inveterate enemy of the wise.

Selfish desire is found in the senses, mind, and intellect,
misleading them and burying the understanding in delusion.
Fight with all your strength, Arjuna!
Controlling your senses, conquer your enemy,
the destroyer of knowledge and realization.

The senses are higher than the body, the mind higher than the senses;
above the mind is the intellect, and above the intellect is the Atman.
Thus, knowing that which is supreme, let the Atman rule the ego.
Use your mighty arms to slay the fierce enemy that is selfish desire.”

The senses are a team of powerful horses... that you control on the reins of The Mind... that is united (yoked with) The Divine Will.

"Lose The Personal Shit to See The True Details... Otherwise It All Ends Up as a Projection, AND YOU DECEIVE YOURSELF!"

God Poet Transmitting.......

We have long maintained here that the whole spectacle concerning Trump has been orchestrated to put the magic momentum into his tailwind... to sweep him into office through a populist fever dream. You probably notice that though the parties... switch their ownership of The White House on a regular basis... the same vested interests are continuously promoted. There is the appearance given that there is a struggle between one side and the other. The truth is that every single one of them services the bankers or The Bankers kill or discredit them.

Of course.... all of what is going on... looks one way to the clueless, and another way to those who see some of the magician's tricks... cause they are paying attention more than the clueless are capable of doing, and then... it looks even more radically different... for those who can see through the magician... to the intelligence that is operating him. The puppet strings are not hidden from those who can see the invisible lines of force. They are a little like the forces that shape a person's expression.

Most people just see a person's expressions... which can tell you a great deal... depending on how much attention you are paying, BUT few people can see what it is that is shaping the expressions. I am trying to convey a state of consciousness that is available to everyone, but that very few people are able to access because their minds are filled with personal details. One has to lose the personal shit to see certain details... otherwise, it all ends up as a projection, AND... YOU DECEIVE YOURSELF!

Most people do not realize that they are in a magic show. They just proceed along the conveyor belt between birth and death... over and over again. In Times of Awakening... a certain percentage of the public begins to wake up and see what's been being practiced on them. This is one of the ways that The World is changed. It happens spontaneously... as if that were a kind of magic too, and... it... is.

Let's say there is a tsunami coming over the horizon, but it is coming in slow motion. People might see it but they tell themselves it's a long way off, and... maybe it will turn to one side or the other, and maybe it will run out of steam. Many of them forget about it because they have more immediate concerns, and then there are all those coming attractions... that play in their heads through the day, while they are working... when they are in school... while they are driving from one to the other, and back home... and back out... dreaming... imagining.

Some people who are more awake... than those acting like herded livestock... milling all around them... know what the tsunami is all about, and what it portends, BUT... what can they say? No one is listening. There is so much background noise that it is harder by the day for people to hear what anyone is saying, and not a moment to spare before someone else is saying something else. It never stops. It's like New York City... the city that never sleeps... in their heads.

Have you ever wondered why people remain in a location that war is coming to? Why do people stay in neighborhoods that become more and more dangerous? Why do they allow their children to attend schools where they are taught to be promiscuous and accepting of every perversity that a sick mind can imagine? Why do people vote for people who hold them beneath contempt? What are these strange mindsets that dominate their consciousness, and LITERALLY tell them where to go and what to do?

Kingdoms and nations rise and fall. Land masses emerge from the sea and sink beneath it again. People just dream on... living and dying... coming and going, and coming back again, and again, and again.

I know I mention these things again, and again, and again. I am just a small... animated... microdot of a being... whose tiny island of knowledge is surrounded by a vast ocean of what he does not know. Every day I sit before the altar of The Sun... several times a day, and I am told certain things over, and over, and over again, by someone whose knowledge... dwarfs mine... like The Sun dwarfs a streetlamp.

Repetition is a form of imprinting. How does one train a dog or any animal... for that matter? They do it through repetition and the associating of certain words and gestures with certain commands. I am less than a dog in comparison to my master, and he does the same with me, and... why is that? It is because the separated mind is a wily snake... always probing for a weakness, and any applied discipline works to build muscles/strength... in every location where it is applied. Discipline eventually builds habits that it becomes nearly impossible for the separated mind to break.

Yoga is like that because yoga links you up with something of far greater power than your power to resist it.

Until the separated mind is brought to a standstill and performs on command without resistance... the struggle continues. Sooner or later... the separated mind falls into line. It really depends on how strong that mind was to begin with. It may be harder to bring it into line if it is very strong, but... it also remains very strong afterward, and a weak mind? What do you do with a weak mind? It is resistance that makes us stronger.

One thing that psychedelics do... can do... is open the door of the subconscious and you can be present while The Sun of The Superconscious shines down upon it... if you know how. It's not difficult. It involves getting out of the way and staying out of the way... while paying attention to what is taking place and allowing The Higher Mind to imprint on your Lower Mind. I am not promoting psychedelics. I am not... at the moment... or for some time... taking psychedelics. I am explaining something that can be accomplished with them, but the same thing can be accomplished with a variety of different disciplines.

Today... I was asked if I knew why I kept hearing the same advice over, and over, and over again. I was told it was in order to circumvent the self-conscious mind... that resists the free flow of the divine through me... and to imprint this message over, and over, and over again... upon the subconscious... until it is written into the fabric of my being... so that the self-conscious mind... the self-identified persona... ceases to react to everything that happens. It stops stepping in the way of the divine... and playing God when it is not God.

The Reactive Mind is the impulsive and undisciplined devil... the driven carnal force... that interposes itself between God and our areas of transformation. It takes the idea of attractive material forms, and substitutes them for the living... conscious... light of God.

There is an old... a very old tale about a devotee following Krishna on a path, but Radha is walking between them, and her rolling... swaying form distracts the attention of the devotee. Of course... this is a natural thing. There is nothing wrong with it... for the purpose for which it exists... bringing together two opposite sides of a dynamic to produce a third. It is the dance of life. I am more interested in the possibilities of the supernatural aspect. I... and others like me... are in a conscious departure from the same old... same old act of... making more life that ends in death, BUT...

...once again... the deceivers who manipulated the doctrine of Ageless Wisdom... as it once existed in the unadulterated version of Christianity... left out some very important details. If the female aspect is responsible for the fall of man... through the medium of being misinformed... about the meaning of something, AND... by representing The Sensitive Life into which man falls...then yes... She plays a specific role in the process of bringing The World into being, BUT... it is ONLY through Her that man can rise again, in... every... sense... of... The... Word.

I prefer to have the male and female aspects present and awakened... within me... in a particular relationship... that then transforms me into The Sphinx. It is probably why I was born on August 22... when Leo is passing into Virgo. We are here for the reasons that we are here for... UNTIL... we change the reason or the reason is changed for us. I want to be an acceptable hosting mechanism for The Divine. That means that everything unacceptable has to be transmuted or done away with. It's not my job to do this. It is my job not to interfere with it taking place.

We are literally our own worst enemy, and life demonstrates this every day... near and far.

I was told that the reason I keep hearing about The Divine being more present in me each day, but not as present as he will be tomorrow... he says... is because he comes with an entourage... like Salvador Dali... only in a much more expanded sense. He not only comes with a massive entourage, but he comes with all his powers and abilities, so... anything I think I am doing is a negative by comparison... with what he will be doing... if I get out of his way;

“When I tell you that certain things you are doing are not necessary, it is not a negative judgment on your doing these things. It is simply to tell you they are not necessary because I will accomplish all of them... when I am more fully arrived in you... and it will require no work on your part. It's good that you are so charged up about improving yourself, but... frankly... that's my job.”

You could have knocked me over with a gentle breath of wind when I heard that.

Speaking of wind... and The Breath of Life... which we weren't but we will be; inspiration and aspiration are connected in every sense. If you wish to be inspired... you must aspire. If you want to draw The Divine into your life, you must love The Divine. You must aspire to The Divine, and The Divine will come... because The Divine MUST RESPOND to love. I won't be going into all the reasons why that is... mostly because I don't know all the reasons why. (grin) However, I do know enough of the reasons to know that this is so.

When we cease to reside in the perspective of The Separated Mind... we come into a state of blessed unity... of regenerated innocence, and... the return of our childlike nature. Our unruly personal will that is manipulated and deceived by The Separated Mind... which is led astray by The Dark Lord... MUST be brought into resonance with The One Mind... because...in reality... there is ONLY one mind anyway. Until that is accomplished... suffering will continue. Once that is arrested and held in place... suffering ends.

End Transmission.......

another excerpt from The Bhagavad Gita. It follows after what was posted yesterday;

ARJUNA

Tell me of those who live established in wisdom,
ever aware of the Self, O Krishna.
How do they talk? How sit? How move about?

KRISHNA

They live in wisdom
who see themselves in all and all in them,
who have renounced every selfish desire
and sense craving tormenting the heart.

Neither agitated by grief
nor hankering after pleasure,
they live free from lust and fear, and anger.
Established in meditation, they are truly wise.

Fettered no more by selfish attachments,
they are neither elated by good fortune
nor depressed by bad. Such are the seers.

Even as a tortoise draws in its limbs,
the wise can draw in their senses at will.

Aspirants abstain from sense pleasures,
but they still crave for them.
These cravings all disappear
when they see the highest goal.

Even of those who tread the path,
the stormy senses can sweep off the mind.
They live in wisdom who subdue their senses and keep their minds ever absorbed in me.

When you keep thinking about sense objects, attachment comes.
Attachment breeds desire, the lust of possession that burns to anger.

Anger clouds the judgment;
you can no longer learn from past mistakes.
Lost is the power to choose between what is wise and what is unwise,
and your life is utter waste.

But when you move amidst the world of sense,
free from attachment and aversion alike,
there comes the peace in which all sorrows end,
and you live in the wisdom of the Self.

The disunited mind is far from wise;
how can it meditate? How be at peace?
When you know no peace, how can you know joy?

When you let your mind follow the call of the senses,
they carry away your better judgment
as storms drive a boat off its charted course on the sea.

Use all your power to free the senses
from attachment and aversion alike,
and live in the full wisdom of the Self.

Such a sage
awakes to light in the night of all creatures.
That which the world calls day
is the night of ignorance to the wise.

As rivers flow into the ocean
but cannot make the vast ocean overflow,
so flow the streams of the sense-world
into the sea of peace that is the sage.
But this is not so with the desirer of desires.

They are forever free who renounce all selfish desires
and break away from the ego-cage of “I,” “me,” and “mine”
to be united with the Lord.

This is the supreme state.
Attain to this, and pass from death to immortality.”

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God Poet Transmitting.......

When you can close your eyes and see the glory of the coming of The Lord, it's a safe bet that... when you open your eyes... you won't see anything like that. Hollywood is the human version of The Westminster Dog Show. In the animal version... the dogs are hoping for a leg up into The Land of Hands so that they can open a refrigerator. In the human version... they practice a religion where Twerking is The Litany. There are some kind of trigger codes written into the advance of Materialism that activate Beast Mode.

Beast Mode is when you abdicate your humanity and get down on all fours for The Horned Goat of Mendes and his orcs, so they can service your departure from Sane Mode.

I saw the Tom Brady Roast the other evening. It was three hours of nasty... evil... commentary. Tom said his kids weren't happy about it. Hmm... really? I watched these important and self-important attendees and one thing stuck out to me that made no real sense. It was the presence of Kim Kardashian (who I don't remember ever having anything to do with Tom) roasting Tom Brady, which she sucked at. Why was she even there? Hmm... then the whole crowd booed her, but Netflix removed it.

Hollywood is owned and operated by Satanists and Witch Covens. Kardashian is a high-ranking member of the latter, though the witches and Satanists are mostly always on the same page of The Grimoire of Honorius The Black Pope... this was a demonic photo-op... giving face time to a high servant of The Dark Lord... who had no connection to the subject matter.

Behind the scenes in Hollywood is a clique of depraved characters who have LITERALLY traded their souls for certain degrees of latitude and access on The Material Plane. I remember Kanye... who, as stupid as he is... catching on to what he had stepped into, and I remember him reflecting on the cost of fame. I don't follow any of these people. News simply appears on my desktop because it gets sent out everywhere as part of the effort of mind control that is practiced on the blind and clueless.

The same thing happens in the corridors of political and financial power. There are club progressions like Skull and Bones that move... from the perverse fraternal... to the flaming eternal. As for the fires of Hell... they are metaphorical to a degree. That same fire that the saints rejoice in... the damned burn in. It's conundrums and contradictions all along the winding road to Doomsday's Break, and Heaven's Gates.

You... the reader... already know most of this. You've heard it here before, and no doubt... run into it through other sources as well. I bring it up on this occasion because of The Celestial Clock. As this cosmic engine ticks along... it triggers events at different moments. We approach such a moment now. It is a truly momentous moment. (grin) It has to do with yet another stage in The Awakening. Keep in mind that The Awakening does not only apply to The Sleeping Classes. It also applies to The Delusional, and to those who traffic in delusions for personal gain.

For a long time... The Divine has fed the ambitions of the spiritually twisted and the sexually perverse. They imagine that they are responsible for the significant strides... into material darkness... that have taken place in recent times, and provided such monstrous servings of Evil that have been heaped on The Common Plate. Flambé is to be expected when the sommelier arrives at each table.

The Divine has convinced EVERYONE in the service of The Dark Lord, which is God himself behind a mask... for The Purpose of Deception... of a particular deception, and he also tells them they have nothing to worry about... he's The Father of Lies after all, and... they get a card that lets them through certain doorways, BUT... there is ONLY God in every direction... far... far beyond what the eye can ever see.

The Divine accommodates at the level of perception... with any encounter... with anyone or anything. Those deceiving... meet a face of deception far more skilled than their own, and always The Voice is in their ears... urging them on... to The Great Denouement.

Evil has NO POWER except what The Lord grants it for The Purpose of Demonstration. Now... the people in Hollywood... don't get to the higher ranks... without making certain sacrifices... or paying penalties as a rite of passage. Usually... this involves the life of a loved one or accepting some chronic health problem. What really happened to Bruce Jenner?

You can skate on certain entrance fees... if you are willing to up the ante. Many people in Hollywood are suffering terribly right now, BUT... not nearly like they are going to. You might say... it comes with the territory.

It was once an open secret that many of the Hollywood Elite were devil worshipers. As times became darker and darker... censure was lifted from these activities. Adrenochrome and... all the rest of what gets released into the common parlance... are actually blinds for something much worse. I'm not saying Adrenochrome does not exist, BUT why can't anyone get their hands on it? Surely... that would have happened by now.

Then there is the matter of all these people being executed and replaced. I'm not saying it isn't happening, BUT... where is the actual evidence? If these whole head masks were a real thing in that department, then why do we always get these photos of mask edges on necks. Don't you think they would be better at concealing it? When you find something out it is because they wanted you to find out.

I don't know about all of what goes on in Hollywood. That's not my department... neither is what goes on in the corridors of power. What I happen to know... unequivocally... period... is that The Divine is in control of Everything, for The Purpose of Demonstration. People who get sucked into any other perspective are living in a state of delusion. The cabals of both Good Guys and Bad Guys all do as they are told, and it has NEVER been any different.

There is... ALWAYS... what seems to be going on, and what is actually going on. All the tales you hear about fantastic creatures from the past... aliens in space... what physical shape Earth is in... these are ALL manipulated areas of interest... whose intention is to deceive those who look into them. I'm not saying there are no fantastic creatures or aliens in space. I've seen them plenty of times. I'm just saying that the stories that surround them are designed to mislead.

A great deal that you hear about is all extra-dimensional. They are not physical entities that exist on the physical plane. They come into view when your spiritual senses are opened. Paracelsus could see these life forms at any time, and so does anyone whose higher senses are open.

The end result for ALL practitioners of Magic... IF... they reach a certain level of expertise... is that they run into The One who waits at the other end. The image and appearance of this entity are determined by the intention of the one having the encounter.

Nothing you can attain to, and nothing you can obtain Out There... Out Here... is The Thing Itself. These are all fool's errands. One always discovers something other than what they expected to discover in any quest they set out upon. Every area of magical enterprise is guarded by door wardens. In all cases... arrangements have to be made.

Everything is a guided tour. Tell yourself whatever makes you feel good, BUT... everything is under control. This point is made in every body of scripture. It is in the tenets of every faith. The Divine is all-knowing. The Divine is all-seeing. The Divine is everywhere and in everything. Cave Dei Videt!

The Divine explodes the whole of existence... into manifestation... from a central core of absolute purity... the hidden spring of all hidden springs. Existence descends across planes that go from the finer to the grosser, and The Physical Plane... The Material Plane... is the grossest state of being.

We are sent forth on the endless search for The Indwelling that is not to be found in external experiences. Still... we explore everything... picking it up... turning it over... trying to see into it; “Alas poor Yorick!” One day we find ourselves or... we come to the bleeding edge of The Ring Pass Not... to see how completely lost we are. Then... it's all the... long... road... back.

Do the right thing, to begin with! Heh heh... I wish I'd had better sense, BUT... I also know there was no other way around or over it, but... through it. Woulda... shoulda... coulda... are as pointless as 20-20 hindsight. We have had no choice but to fall into disorder, which is what makes redemption possible, and forgiveness... a most necessary attribute for anyone... who intends to actually get There.

When you finally get to that place of being free of judgment... where there is no rancor or resentment left... because it all got swallowed up... when you kissed the false self goodbye... while discovering that you had no part in any of it... you realize that your only contribution was to let it happen... to not hinder it... to give way; get out of the way, and let The Divine live its life in you. Until then... it's more dance lessons with the rest of the clumsy dancers in the drunken mosh pits of stupidity, and... endless wanting.

End Transmission.......

More from that remarkable character, Jili, whom I had never even heard of before.

STUDIES IN ISLAMIC MYSTICISM
Reynold A. Nicholson
CHAPTER II THE PERFECT MAN
VI. THE RETURN TO THE ESSENCE

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God Poet Transmitting.......

"There is no Hell but selfhood, no Paradise but selflessness” Hell is where The Personality is, and Paradise is where it is not.

When we personalize existence... The Personality is given God status in The Mind. Most everyone is engaged in wrestling with The Devil (The False Self and Separated Mind) on an unruly ego trip... in conflict with everyone else. The Illumined Anonymous slips through the tension and contention... because... it has no part in it. There is a self... behind the self... that overlays it like a mask. The real self is hidden. The unreal self is the sleepwalker in dreamland.

How did our culture degenerate to where it is today? It's the same condition that comes into being when you don't clean your kitchen. Vermin appears everywhere, and... you are not allowed to call them vermin because vermin have a right to exist the same as you. Is this so... even when it means the end of you? You cannot make laws to protect everyone and everything. That is what Diversity is all about. Diversity is the materialism that appears at a specific stage in advancing Materialism.

A culture is strong when everyone works. It is strong when the relationship between men and women is maintained in an atmosphere of mutual understanding. The Screech Owls that are howling for recognition of tiny and perverse minorities... are the advance troops of another tiny minority... that seeks to rule over the majority... by dividing it into opposing camps, and then managing the conflict. This is visibly evident if... your... eyes... are... open.

License is not Liberty. Liberty is not license. It's where the word licentious comes from. If you cannot discipline yourself... someone will show up to discipline you.

As long as you choose to run around insisting on your right to do as you please... you will be permitted to do so... on the performance stage... of The Purpose of Demonstration. There you will encounter all of the responding forces that your behavior has activated. This is the outworking of Karma that goes on for as long as it needs to. That is up to you.

When someone chooses to step away from the madness of The False Self, and rely on The Self behind The Mask of The Personality... an angel of God steps forward into play. He has been waiting and watching for this moment.

He takes you in hand and presses you up against a template of The Divine... as it expresses according to The Ray you are on... the prototype you are representative of; every unnecessary aspect of your being... every false construct... every character defect... all personality shortcomings... all sources of pain and suffering are neutralized... melted away... chiseled off... until all that remains is your essential being, which is a reflection of The Divine.

Once that is accomplished, The World can no longer see you... unless you want it to.

The World has fallen into disorder because people got lazy and inattentive; “Eternal vigilance is the price of liberty.” Materialism creates an atmosphere of convenience, and excess is the fruit of that condition. It is the same principle that applies to generational wealth; one person makes the fortune... their offspring maintains and manages the fortune... their offspring squanders the fortune. Karma works in similar fashion... when mention is made of one's children's children, and the evil attending.

People lose interest in their higher aspirations when the objects of desire are so readily at hand. It's a much easier reach... less complicated... less arduous... less time-consuming.

Karma is a mystery to most people because of The Helix Factor. Half of The Helix is visible and half of it is not. Half of the process is visible and half of it is not. Your luggage gets processed at the check-in counter. It runs on a conveyor belt into the subconscious portion of the airport... which is hidden from the public's view. It is transported to a subconscious part of the plane, also hidden from the public view.

Then the plane flies to its destination, and then... the passengers wait in the baggage claim sector... where the luggage comes down a conveyor belt, and back into the public view. I have just illustrated the process of birth and death... as well as karma and reincarnation.

Nobody gets away with anything. We are... each and every one of us... on our way to whatever place...the road we build in the present... to travel on in the future... arrives at. When your vision clears... you can... literally... see this in operation. You can see it in the same way that Physiognomy will reveal amazing details to a focused attention.

How does one get the use of such abilities? These are automatic accessories of The Self behind The Personality. The Mind... for most people... is an unruly animal that goes where it wants to and does what it wants to... often at the expense of the person hosting it.

The Mind believes itself to be a living thing... apart from the one who operates it... or tries to operate it. Like everything else... it desires to be immortal. Government has the same affliction. The Mind has to be brought to heel or it will be your worst enemy. Once it has been put on a leash it becomes your best friend.

Certain people who misinterpret scripture believe that they are supposed to kill off the intrusive self, which uses The Mind as an amusement park ride for The Personality-Ego. This is not the case. It simply has to be brought under control. This can be a laborious effort. In some cases it takes lifetimes... unless you are fortunate enough to have an angel... that can disable the hijacked mechanisms... in order to reprogram them.

We are all programmed from birth, and... much earlier than that... if we only knew. Our Karma programs us for The Purpose of Demonstration... unless one knows how to arrest and redirect the process. In every case... Love... is the Swiss Army Knife... for every practical need, provided it is a Higher Love, which is a tool of The Higher Self.

Our Karma programs our life course and arranges for the parents who program us upon arrival. Then we are programmed by The World... through various mediums, like the education system... cultural pressure... peer pressure, and... of course... there is Religion, which is the crime partner of government that operates the crowd control devices, AND... there is always telepathic invasion. Few escape these forces. Some become outlaws by trying to escape. It can be done. It requires finesse.

If you can feel your mind considering what is being said here, then you have the possibility of escape. Most people would not even trouble themselves to think of such things, BUT... this is a time of awakening, and revealing. One might see their way round the obstacles now, IF... they possess enough Faith... Certitude... and Determination. You have to want to... enough... to persist in the effort. The more you want it... the more likely it is. Desire is the agent of God's Will.

Everything comes down to Wanting. It is easy enough for anyone to want This... That... and The Other Thing, BUT... when it comes to doing the right thing... to doing what is good for you... The Mind tends to balk. The Mind can tell when someone is trying to put a collar on it. It is important to remember that You are ALWAYS more powerful than The Mind. There are states of awareness... states of consciousness... above The Mind... that The Mind must obey. It has no choice in the matter. You simply need to be resident in these states of awareness.

When one is immersed in carnal considerations... it is a far reach to The Higher Mind that... is automatically... (should one choose to be resident in it)... in control of The Lower Mind... unless one is resident in The Lower Mind. Does this seem confusing? It's only confusing in The Lower Mind. Confusion is a specialty of The Lower Mind. Clarity is a specialty of The Higher Mind.

The majority of minds just glance off of talk like this. It's either troubling or there is no attraction... no magnetics. However... if it's true... it will ring through the years... it will cut through concentrated bullshit like a wire through hard cheese. If it's not true... it won't be around for very long... like 90+% of everything that is around now, so... it makes no difference. It is just chatter. Nature is filled with such chatter.

Think of the mindless babble of humanity... in a torment of materialism... as being nearly identical to woodland talk... a jungle jargon of communications between kindred life forms. Animals understand each other just like we do. It's another world of so many worlds... seen and unseen... that overlap one another like connecting bubbles. The only information... of lasting import... is exchanged in silence. One is either speaking or listening, and listening itself... if done properly... is another form of speaking.

End Transmission.......

Lately, I have been linking Sufi teachings here. I do not follow any tradition because every tradition... when it started out... follows the one I do... until it goes off the path into a bewilderment of rules and regulations... which copulate with one another and give birth to hypocrisy.

However... when I see something useful, I like to pass it on. This fellow, Abu Sa'id is something else. He's another facet in the jewel of countless facets, which is why I don't get involved in religions. I prefer to follow Higher Love, which is what shines through every facet and proves true in each one... until someone comes along to explain it and then runs into someone else explaining it, and then they argue about it.

Here is something from my friend Homer, who has long been a member of Krishna Consciousness.

I would have to say that consistently... the brightest minds I encounter... in these times... come from that sector of the jewel. This should leave you feeling very small indeed, which is never a bad thing.

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God Poet Transmitting.......

Everything taking place in The Phenomenal World... at this time... is being operated as an introduction to the next age. Certain features of human interaction are coming to the fore. Other features are being disempowered. We are... at present... in the worst stage of the spectacle of selfish indulgence. This is being dramatized to the general delight and dismay of The Hive Mind.

The Hive Mind is schizophrenic. It is divided against itself. People are headed in more than one direction, and... they are traveling there in groups... as much as they are headed anywhere individually. Even those who imagine they have set off for some unique location... all by their lonesome... are also in a group... where the individuals are separated by distance and degrees of non-sequential time.

A person may get there tomorrow to find that someone else got there last week... or last year. Some of them may even be gone by now. All of them might be gone. I'm trying to say something that is very difficult to put into words.

There are many different kinds of people on this planet. Some are not even human... regardless of seeming human. However... we can all... more or less be separated into two main groupings. The Bhagavad Gita talks about this. So does The Bible. So does every holy book that references the tenets of a religion. Here is an extract from The Gita;

Krishna is speaking to Arjuna-

6 Some people have divine tendencies, others demonic.
I have described the divine at length, Arjuna;
now listen while I describe the demonic.

7 The demonic do things they should avoid
and avoid the things they should do.
They have no sense of uprightness, purity, or truth.

8 “There is no God,” they say,
“no truth, no spiritual law, no moral order.
The basis of life is sex; what else can it be?”

9 Holding such distorted views,
possessing scant discrimination,
they become enemies of the world,
causing suffering and destruction.

10 Hypocritical, proud, and arrogant,
living in delusion and clinging to deluded ideas,
insatiable in their desires, they pursue their unclean ends.

11 Although burdened with fears that end only with death,
they still maintain with complete assurance,
“Gratification of lust is the highest that life can offer.”

There is more than one form of Gravity on this plane, and all of them are invisible. They are forces. You can see the effect of a force in action. You cannot usually see the force itself in action. Fire is an example of seeing a force in action... or is it? Otherwise... they are mostly not visible, like The Wind. Time is a form of Gravity. It demonstrates its force in The Aging Process and in the process of Change. Time can be just as palpable as the planetary gravity. We have all had Time weigh heavily upon us.

There are textbook answers for what Gravity is and where it comes from. The fact is... we just don't know.

We assume a lot of things, and a lot of what we believe comes from that discredited source of so many of our problems with ourselves and each other; Conventional Wisdom. Conventional Wisdom is a 24-hour restaurant for dumbasses. You can find one around any corner and they are always open.

I live in a world where people constantly argue about shit they don't know, but they are certain about it (most fortunately this does not occur around me). They read it somewhere. Someone in authority told them it was so. Everybody else thinks it's so. More often than not, it started out as a lie... a rumor... or a theory... that stuck around long enough to become a fact. It's not a fact. It's something a group of people got together over and decided was a fact.

The Tower of Babel is an interesting metaphor for diversity and the vagaries of diaspora. We are all incoherent... wandering groups of people... who got lost upon the way, and then decided they were actually this... that... or the other thing. Entire civilizations and cultures have grown up around This... That... and The Other Thing. Everyone needed laws to control conduct because of the memory of the invading Visigoths and barbarians; some got Vikings... some got pirates... some got nationally approved pirates.

Roving bands of brigands... Jayhawks... Bushwackers... Red Legs... Swamp Foxes... Bloody Bill Anderson and serious sundry; Hatfields... Quantrill... McCoys. There's a pack of them. History is filled with ravening psychopaths... warlords who became despots... who ruled countries filled with people who had some reason for being there, yeah... laws were necessary... until you made too many of them.

Some of these characters got romanticized, like Jesse James... that latter iteration of Robin Hood, who was an iteration of someone else, etc. Everybody is dreaming about being someone other than who they are, and if they put enough focus on it... they can dream it into being. It will not be the way they once dreamed it would be, but it will be a lesson... one way or the other. People come here to play dress-up and pretend. It's exhausting. It never occurs to 99.99% of them to be themselves.

Believe me, all sorts of romance and wonder... adventures galore... happen when you are being yourself because... each of us is already a story waiting to be told, once we get done playing at being someone other than ourselves.

All of this nonsense takes place within The Playgrounds of Time. There are some number of these playgrounds which are separated by degrees of density. Gravity varies... depending on the degree of density. Some people are plodding. They always look like they are walking uphill... or into the wind. Others appear to be skating with the wind at their backs. People could see their lives displayed in the map of their features... if they know how to look. Anyone paying attention can see where someone has been. This is always an indication of where they are headed.

What does any of it mean? Well... it depends on who you ask. Most people have some kind of an answer for that, and... since it means something different to each one of us... you get all kinds of answers. Who are you going to believe? Some people say you should go that way. Some people say you should go this way. I'm not going in any particular direction because I am already where I am supposed to be, and... have no idea about what's coming after. Maybe nothing is coming after. Maybe it just keeps getting more and more like it is.

When conditions get more like they are... when they intensify... you get the same thing... only different; sounds like a commercial. It's like the real thing in the back of your mind. Have you ever considered what it is that goes on in the back of your mind? Location... location... location.

We are in a stage of rapid change. The archetypes are being repurposed. There's a better word for it, but the meaning will still be elusive in many cases. Most people don't know what the archetypes are in the first place. You might think of them as metaphysical infrastructure. Let's say there's a picture in a frame and it hangs on a wall. The thing; nail... screw... hook it is hanging on is the archetype, and... does it determine what's in the picture or... does it determine how the picture presents itself to your mind? Lots of people see the same thing differently.

Archetypes are best displayed in Tarot cards... sometimes you get statues... sometimes you get mathematical formulae. Sometimes you get stars and constellations.

There is no permanence here. A new age will come with new problems, and I don't care how many times the wheel of The Zodiac... the Masloth in Chokmah turns around... every segment comes with the problems that need to be solved and which define the nature of The Age. We are in The Field of Time here. Change is the one certain constant. (grin) You are here because you want to be... because there is something that you want. Desire never ends. You channel it somewhere and off it goes, having ignited The Force of Attraction.

Some of us prefer to live outside of Time... even if we are occasionally present within its confines. Some of us have a real job... heh heh. It's funny to those who know why it's funny, but it is still... most certainly... true. For the masses... they scurry like ants. Up goes the tower, and... at some point... down comes the tower. Then they really scurry. Some are parasitical and do not build. They might feed on the builders, and they might feed on the building... like termites. Eventually... they cause the building to collapse so... steps have to be taken to control their activities.

In Times of Material Darkness... the parasites grow fat on the corruptions of advanced materialism. The Good News is that Apocalypse and Awakening... are built into the structure... of the existence of human forms in motion. People wake up to what's happening and steps are taken. Whatever the remedy... it works for a while, but... as long as corruption occurs there will be life forms that feed on it. My advice is to keep a clean kitchen.

You can't keep everyone else's kitchen clean... unless that is your profession, and there will still be plenty of dirty kitchens left. All you can do is set a good example, maybe people will notice and maybe they won't, but it will account for the sort of visitors you get... personally.

The way to a clean kitchen and a life worth living is to first cleanse and renew your mind. This is actually done by professionals that you have to call in for that purpose. Professionals don't miss anything because it is their job not to. You might miss something, and... sooner or later... corruption will appear, and then... inevitably... it will manifest externally.

During stages of great change... like the aftermath of a civil war... you are going to get the sort of people we've already mentioned here. My advice is to not build your house by the seashore or on the slopes of a volcano. Do not build your house by the riverside when the river has a history of overrunning its banks. Don't build your house in a tornado alley. If you do build your house in the woods... be sure you have a perimeter of open spaces... firebreaks... yadda yadda.

If you build your house where large crowds of people are also building their houses... you can expect certain conditions... like clockwork... to appear at certain intervals... because that's how it works... sooner or later.

My advice is to seek out and associate with The Great Companions so that you grow to be like them.

End Transmission.......

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"We Are The Problem. We Think We Are What We Are Not... And It's Much Less Than What We Are. That's The Problem."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Somewhere in the neighborhood of ten years ago, Mr. Apocalypse told me he was going to do all the things... that I am now observing... taking place in The World... at this time. It is seriously uncanny, and always... in the background of my thoughts... is his voice saying, “Visible, I'm going to sneak up... and appear right in the middle of them, and pull their pants down in front of The World. I am going to employ the most ingenious methods of driving them out of their minds, and... Visible... you know how ingenious I can be?” As I was about to respond he said, “No! You don't.”

He said; “I am the very spirit and soul of ingenuity, and I take great pleasure in bringing it to bear on those who are too smart for their own good, and I will tell you how it is that they are too smart for their own good. They caused me to show up, and that is about the worst possible outcome for people who are too smart for their own good.”

So... he came around this afternoon... on the day before you are reading this... to take me on a little convoluted travelogue of what he's been up to, and as he discussed it with me... I could see it as clear as clear could be before my eyes. It all came together... like the exploded parts of a machine... that you see in the blueprint... prior to the assembly... and then it assembles itself by mysterious magnetics. It all comes together. Uh... yeah.

You know, I'm pretty smart. I'm smart enough to know better than to be too smart for my own good because... I have some idea of what I'd be dealing with if I did. Oh! Nothing comprehensive. Good Lord, no! I almost don't have a clue, but I got an idea... heh heh, and it just makes me chuckle, and sometimes... break out into peals of laughter... as all the connected images roll across the mindscreen.

There's not much that is more entertaining than watching clever people build traps for others, without realizing they are walling themselves in. It sure didn't look like that when they were putting it together, but... next thing you know... Presto! Shazam! AND... yikes!

So... in a way... this is what's going on now. They are like surfers who took on a wave too big for them, and now it is only a matter of time before they come down on the reef. The people who imagine they've been running the show... are now having to put out fires that they can't remember starting. They are having to appear in locations that they can't remember arranging for. They are getting bad deja vu.

This bullshit just appeared in The Washington Post.

I couldn't read it there because I wouldn't sign up, or pay them to piss in my ear... and tell me it is rain. So... I just take the headline and put it in a search engine and it will show up reprinted somewhere else where I don't have to jump through hoops to read it, not that I should bother to in the first place.

It all comes in stages and phases, my friends. It is all scripted and directed. It was cast a long time ago, and it was already screened on less materialized planes earlier on. A coincidence is you seeing more pieces of the puzzle than usual. Realization is seeing the entire jigsaw in a single piece. Illumination is understanding what you are looking at, and enlightenment is when it looks like it is looking back at you, and suddenly... you see it's a mirror, and there's no one but you anywhere you look.

There's nothing new here. It's quite simple too, but the forces of The World are constantly veiling the reality of the matter... so that they can sell you a new car or... even bend you over the hood. People show up to tell you about this, BUT... depending on the level to which materialism has advanced... sometimes the noise and dazzling confetti of images, and distorted mirrors... make communication near impossible for those who can't arrest the process.

I sat in my meditation chair this morning around 6:45 and The Divine said, “Well... here I am... more present than I was last time, but not as present as I will be next time, and really... visible... isn't it nice to sit here and feel me shining on myself?” Heh heh... we had greeted the rising of The Sun together... an hour previously. The thing is... the trick is... to get inside the head of anyone... where you already happen to be in the first place... cause there is only one mind, and think so well of them... that they can't help but feel the same way about you. That is the real martial art that never runs into an actual conflict in need of resolution. It's over before it even happens.

From Patanjali's Sutras (Book 3 Sutra 9)

"One of the ascending degrees is the development of Control.
First, there is the overcoming of the mind-impress of excitation.
Then comes the manifestation of the mind's impressof Control.
Then the perceiving consciousness follows after the moment of Control.
This is the development of Control.
This is a difficult sentence. Its meaning seems to be this:

Some object enters the field of observation,
and at first violently excites the mind,
stirring up curiosity, fear, wonder;
then the consciousness returns upon itself, as it were,
and takes the perception firmly in hand, steadying itself,
and viewing the matter calmly from above.
This steadying effort of the will upon
the perceiving consciousness is Control,
and immediately upon it follows perception,
understanding, insight."

The steadying effort of The Will allows one to enter into and experience The Control that is already present... in the ceaseless meditation of The Divine... upon his creation. Until it becomes clear in your mind that EVERYTHING is ABSOLUTELY under control at all times, and... the only thing that isn't under control is You... you are just whistling past the graveyard, and... it's only a matter of time before you have to be broken down... and then restructured... yet again... and then given the opportunity... ONCE AGAIN... to get it right, and on and on it goes.

Getting it right starts with coming into resonance with The Almighty. Everything else is egocentric bullshit. There is no You, not in that way... not apart from the one who brought you into being... in the first place... to realize this. Everyone is so afraid that they are going to lose their sense of self... their identity. Hah! How can you lose what you are? Sure... people go nuts because they lost contact with the false-self personality... mental construct... that they had been walking around behind; that mask. That overlay upon the animal nature.

Get with the program! You can't lose what you are. What happens is that you come into a state of immortal awareness of The Everlasting. The Dark Night of the Soul is that procession from the unreal into the real. You're not losing anything but your illusions. That is no more than the temporary forms taken by vapor, by mist... until the invisible hand... or wind... shapes it into something else.

From the unreal, lead me to the real.
From darkness, lead me to light.
From death, lead me to immortality.

There is something that is immune to this force of continuous change which ALSO goes on forever... within the bandwidth of its influence, in the nightclub of The Three Dancing Gunas. Call it mind... emotions... and body if you like. Call it Mercury... Sulfur and Salt. Call it whatever you need to for the tri-fold nature to sufficiently explain it to you.

None of this is hard to get. We just don't want to get it because it... interferes... with... what... we... want! It all boils down to that; what we want... based on who we think we are... prodded and pushed from inside and outside... Sisyphus going up and down the hill... POINTLESSLY. We are already the accomplishment. There is nothing further to accomplish other than union with The Higher Self, and the ability to hold still... while The Divine expresses through us. We are the problem. That we think we are what we are not... which is so much less than what we actually are, is... the... problem.

BUT... BUT... BUT... what about The Howling Unknown? Heh heh. Again... it reminds me of a man who is hanging from a cliff... that he thinks is some great distance in the air. His fingers have nearly grown into the cliff. Somehow... through cosmic event... he is able to let go, and he discovers that he is only inches above the ground. The abyss we must traverse is only... and exactly... as wide as our fear.

There is this song I used to listen to as a young boy. I think the lady who sang it was called Skeeter Davis. She did a song called, “I Will Follow Him.” That song always stuck with me. Only lately did I realize it was because subconsciously I thought she was singing about God, and that is how I hear any love song now. They're all about God, BUT... we personalize the matter cause we are living in The Temporary Land of pinball-bumper attractions.

The song regularly comes to my attention now because... I use a timer to tell me when my tea has steeped sufficiently, and the sound of the timer going off, and the sequencing of the beats... are very much like that in the song. So I wind up singing, “I love him. I love him, I love him, and where he goes, I'll follow, I'll follow. I'll follow” Heh heh. It's pretty funny. She did another song called “The End of The World” that has such a haunting atmosphere to it... suffused with pathos as it is.

Anyway... we tend to remember things that are similar to us; the timer sounding... the beats in the song. We live in a world of familiar things... or we often hope for that. It's much less threatening.

Religion is a terrible thing. The same avatar... primary expression of The Divine... appears in a certain getup... with a specific storyline, and he becomes the be-all and end-all, and a religion forms around him. Then he goes somewhere else, then he comes back, then he goes somewhere else again, BUT... he is always here... so he never really goes anywhere, and people argue about his appearances. They have this exclusivity thing, and you can't tell them any different, and... you really shouldn't anyway, if you want to avoid conflict.

Rama... Krishna... Christ... same force... same sun-god... same first emanation of The Father... who is NEVER in manifestation. The Son represents him. It's all Ishwara who dwells within his own mystery of The Mother. It's all turtles all the way down to here.

He comes again and again, and people need to color between the lines. They need training wheels on their bikes, and so The Priest Class sheers them like sheep at regular intervals. One might say they hide the truth from the people, but they don't know what the truth is in the first place.

Well... until this dawns on one... one doesn't know any better, and it's best not to rile them up... unless you are looking for a holy war. That dawn is now upon the horizon. It is shining already in The Event Horizon. Some of us are closer and see it sooner. Some don't see it at all. That's the thing; the battle between the blandishments of The World and the pull of The Spirit.

They are both attractive forces. You need to make up your mind about which direction you will turn your attention in. After that, it takes care of itself. Until there is a full commitment it is a tug-of-war. It strains... it stresses... it suffers on The Cross, AND... it will keep on keeping on until a full commitment is made. God's not dead. He's merely hiding.

End Transmission.......

I forgot the links or... something else happened! Links are at GAB.

If you've got the time... this is a really entertaining journey with a metaphysical forensic pathologist who does an autopsy on The Flat Earth Theory.