Tuesday, October 29, 2024

"Every Nation has a Destiny and Provides a Place for all The Little Destines that Work Themselves Out in That Location."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Something for you to consider on your mission... should you choose to accept it. In any case, this post will not self-destruct in 30 seconds.


People are born in specific countries for specific reasons... having to do with the working out of Karma, and there are various reasons for what that might be.


Have you ever noticed how much Ireland resembles Mexico in certain ways? Both of them are screwed over by other governments for centuries. In the case of Ireland, it has been going on for over a thousand years.


Let us next consider China and India. Toss in Indonesia and a few others and Asia has nearly 60% of The World's population. After that comes Africa with 17%.


The five most populous countries are China... India... United States... Pakistan and Brazil. Consider the nature of the cultures that exist in each of these locations and how widely diverse they are from each other. Either more people are attracted to the larger population centers or... their Karma puts them there or... it is a combination of both of these factors.


If you did not have contractual obligations here, you would not be visible to others within the general sensory bandwidth. Do not confuse contractual obligations with a relative level of purity. Avatars can be perceived here, and saints too because they have contractual obligations, and all of these fall under the umbrella of The Purpose of Demonstration.


Once when I was in an altered state, I could see children walking in the desert. They were oblivious to me. One of them... I noticed... kept staring at objects on the ground. They were holographic outlines, but there was enough detail for me to recognize that they were children. They were four or five times larger than the largest human being. I thought that might have to do with the size of their aura.


Every country on Earth has a Karma and certain countries share a common Karma with certain other countries, and this has been defined by wars and commerce over centuries of interaction. Certain countries... like Russia... have never been easy to defeat or occupy by a foreign government... except for The Mongols for a short time... a long time ago, but... they were ruined... for a good long time by internal enemies from a Satanic demographic. All of this was Karma.


Every nation has a destiny and provides an environment for all the little destines that work themselves out in that location.


Do you wonder why you are not able to maintain a state of continuous self-awareness? Have you noticed that life is similar to the movies that you watch? Initially, you are aware that you are watching a movie... then you are in a period where you are no longer aware that you are watching a movie. You are caught up in the movie. At some point, the movie ends but it lingers the way an echo will repeat in your ears if you are in a location that generates echoes.


Were you present while you were watching the movie? Where were you when you were not present and self-aware as an observer? I'm thinking that being sucked in... and not sucked in... falls under The Law of Attraction; most of The Laws of Existence are dual-purpose, depending on whether you react or not, and... in which direction.


The thing is that The World generates an atmosphere... a dream state and it holds your mind and emotions captive in the spell of it. In times of Material Darkness, the force of it can be so great that you lose all sense of self and objective awareness. You act out without realizing that you are acting out.


Try as you might... you cannot break this spell. You may have brief moments of individual clarity and then... you are caught up once again. The spell comes at you through the influence of familiar things... and places... and experiences repeating again and again. Some you seek out because of the pleasure they give and some you avoid because they cause pain. The pleasure and pain span a wide spectrum. In some cases, the sensations are reversed... depending on the person involved.


For some people... who have become so jaded by pleasure... only pain now serves to stimulate them. They receive no pleasure from the usual wells that are frequented by most people. They feel nothing at all. This is the price they pay. Some are born without the ability to gain pleasure... from any other source... besides other people's pain or their own. These personalities are especially common in times of Material Excess.


As The Bhagavad Gita explains in the 16th Chapter; Two Paths... those with evil ambitions... appetites and a generally selfish nature... are born into families and circumstances that reflect their composition.




This reminds me again of that great quote attributed to Shankara; "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."


The reason I brought up the concept of all planetary karma... reflecting one country and culture more than another, and thereby attracting the people born into them for The Purpose of Demonstration is that... EVEN THOUGH OUR NATURE USUALLY PROVES STRONGER THAN OUR ABILITY TO RESIST IT... for those determined after the possibility of liberation there is ALWAYS an escape hatch somewhere, much like the trapdoors above and below in a video game. Everything in life is modeled on life,


… and so it goes.



I study my life in retrospect. The vision of hindsight... if you are an honest person... is much more penetrating and clear than the vision of The Moment. I see where I was only able to keep evolving and rising into greater states of insight and freedom due to resistance given and... not going along with the program. This is much harder in some countries than in others.


Some countries are more law-abiding. Some countries are more criminal in their composition. Some populations are stupider and some are smarter, and this all has to do with our level of awareness, and the levels of our appetites and attractions. We are all underwater after a fashion and we either fight our way to the surface or we turn into fish. Think about it. Lockstep thinking comes into play when one hopes to get through it without being unduly noticed and harassed. It's easy to get lost in a school of fish... unless the fishermen are using a net.


Criminal mindsets like to conceal themselves among ordinary citizens. One demographic I know about has turned this into an art form, and though it may seem that some people manage to get away with bad behavior again and again... they don't... not really. What goes around comes around in different-sized circles. Sometimes it takes much longer to complete the circuit. Sometimes there is a much higher risk of a much greater penalty.


Take a moment... sometime... and study the components of various countries; what they are known for... what they gift to the rest of The World... what their failures and achievements are. I've done this and it can surprise you. If you look at everything with an honest eye you will discover that there are things you can't say in times of cancel culture and political correctness; which is pre-op Communism.


Certain truths will jump out at you if you are intelligent, observant, and... honest. You get to understand the levels of society. You see that how people live is an indication of character, and... if you have an understanding of Physiognomy and the 36 personality sub-types... according to esoteric astrology, you begin to see that countries... societies... mindsets of religious and political perspectives... sexual yearnings... security imperatives and levels of vigilance... demanded in some locations more than others, all become a kind of knowledge-base resource.


When you learn how to pay attention it can really pay off, and when you learn how to rely on The Divine for EVERYTHING... you find that all-of-a-sudden you are able to pay attention... to concentrate and focus like you never could before. Then... when you can stand guard in your mind, you find... after a relatively short period of time... that doing so monitors the condition of your external world, and...



... one last thing.





End Transmission.......




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We are about a third of the way through the songs. Like I said, there are three albums there and one of them is more like an extended play.



Today's song is;



We Don't Know Who We Are



♫ Brilliant as the shining one

on the day that never ends

sweet as singing angels

where mortals dare not tread


just as the glow of mother's love

enfolds the child's life

in the land of The Great Companions

where there is no further strife


the midwife of eternity

she births the dreaming dead

we hold this truth self-evident

if you see yourself instead


and we don't know who we are

complexities of matter

the furthest shining star

no, we don't know who we are


the pyramids sleep

like touchstones of why-

-they are found everywhere

like the points of a star

we are lost in a dream

we don't know who we are

we don't know who we are

we don't know who we are


The mind renewed is a thing beyond

the place where the cities end

the jewel that shines where Buddha sits

to watch the shadows play.


On the silken road to Samarkand

the fire of Karakum sands

past the bloodstained dancing Khans

with the whole world in their hands


in the bowers of the lady

the one who spins the loom

where the tapestries are woven

from the eyes of the moon


that weaver of spells

that deepest well of shapes

that bottomless sleep

that no dreamer escapes


the pyramids sleep

like the touchstones of why-

-they are found everywhere

like the points of a star

we are lost in a dream

we don't know who we are

we don't know who we are

we don't know who we are


Time is the yardstick that measures your stay

Time is the wheel and the water that flows by

Eternity beckons in endless recline

If you should catch her, oh how she shines

if you should catch her oh, how she shines

if you should catch her oh, how she shines ♫






Thursday, October 24, 2024

"The Truth is that There is a Fellowship of Souls Whose Membership is Drawn from Every Corner of a World With No Corners."

God Poet Transmitting.......


I see where a fellow commenting at Truthseeker mentioned that Jesus was not Jewish. This we have maintained for some time here. We go so far as to say he was Syrian, and... there's more to it, but we will let Mr. Apocalypse do what he does best.


There are reasons... why all real historical mention of the personality... who changed The World... more than any other figure... over the last millennia... has been scrubbed from the record. It has also been stated... by insightful souls... that the tale of Jesus is much like the tale of Shakespeare, where several personalities are mentioned as possibilities for being the man... that the sock puppet Shakespeare... certainly was not.


The truth is that there is a fellowship of souls whose membership is drawn from every corner of a world with no corners, and it is they who accomplish the remarkable works of history, and who remain anonymous because... they are that kind of classy.


In The Gita, Krishna holds forth about how wherever excellence is demonstrated... in ANY field... it is him doing it. Anyone who is good at anything... is good at it because of Krishna... or whatever other names he goes by. Even so... no one is as shy... retiring, and modest as God is. He is as elusive and hard to contain as a handful of water.


Anyway... there is this fellowship of souls that are his agents and representatives here, and those who are members... agree to perform their works in relative obscurity. In some cases, it is understood that they will be briefly celebrated while they are here or... following their departure... or disappearance... which is often enough the case as well, but... their true aspirations... never depend on that... or any other return whatsoever. Their greatest joy is to serve in the emulation of The Master.


There are wide-ranging testimonials about such characters, and you come across them in occult history, but rarely in revisionist history. The Comte De St. Germain was such a fellow, and... for all the legitimate members... there are many others who pretend to be members... who create bogus mystery schools for their own gain... or who have learned some amount of the mesmeric tricks... forms of legerdemain, and hoodwinking that are the necessary skills of mountebanks and charlatans.


The World is a magic show, and few people realize just how much of a magic show it is. Krishna/Christ AKA this... that... and the other name brands... being the best at anything and everything... is also the greatest magician of all. He is the overflowing fountain of miracles that no one seems able to perceive, but which happen all day... every day... in plain sight.


Certain adepts have spoken of a particular marvel that is passed... by hundreds of thousands of people each day, and none of them see it for what it is. Circe has gotten her hands on most of us, and... like Lancelot... virtue has its powers, and they can be greatly missed once they are gone. Few people are aware that Galahad was Lancelot's bastard son. Then again... few people realize the significance of The Arthurian Legend. You certainly get enough insight from it... into the workings of Destiny... to discover that you know very little at all.


Yesterday... we mentioned the wheels within wheels, and how few people... can see deeper into their workings. Some force distracts most of those who might make the effort, and it requires a relentless persistence and determination indeed. Only a truly aspirational love... will provide the energy needed to attain to that level of seeing. The Bible (a book of Gematria) mentions The Wheel of Ezekiel. Then there is also The Buddhist Wheel of Life. It has to do with that force that prevents our seeing deeper into the meaning of life, up... to... a... certain... point.


It seems that on the cosmic level... there are wheels everywhere. There is also the mystery of salt that dries in perfect cubes. This relates to The Divine Mystery of The Tears of Mary. Is there such a thing? If not... there should be. The Secret Book of Nature reveals everything one could hope to discover of spiritual truth. The question remains; where can I get a copy? The answer would be; seek and ye shall find.


An interesting feature that attends the lives of those who spend their lives studying symbols and signs, and the mysteries they generate, is... at the end of their life... they are likely to be more perplexed than when they started. Certainly... they have a large storehouse of information, which turns out to be less than a fragment of a fragment, BUT... it is impossible to come to realization through Knowledge alone; “the way is barred. You shall not pass!” So it goes.


A simple equation... a metaphysical construct... tells you all that can be known... considering it is delivered to you through speech and sensory apparatus, and... that is... that Love and Wisdom must be gained and combined in order for Truth to be revealed. You also require new eyes to see it with.


It is said that only Galahad was pure enough to see The Grail and understand what he was looking at. Percival saw it but did not understand it. Lancelot was able to see The Grail Reflected. I assume The Reader can understand that this has to do with The Love of God. The tale of Arthur and his knights is the stuff of legend, and... we have plenty of those. However... legends... like fables... fairy tales and allegories... are teaching devices and they exist in every culture.


One needs Regenerated Innocence to see and comprehend the deeper mysteries. Otherwise... you're out of luck... especially since luck has nothing to do with it. One also needs Impersonal Love. Personal Love will avail you not at all unless it is fixed on The Personality of God.


Every master... every adept... hosts the same true master in their form. There is only one. One who appears different because it shines through a specific personality. It isn't different. There is ONLY ONE. These are the workers behind the scenes... the ones who eschew personal gain or celebrity in the eyes of The World. Sometimes... The One decides to make itself known through a certain vehicle. Often enough, once illumination is effected... they step off the known highways and onto The King's Highway... which runs through every other road unseen.


There seems to be some confusion Out There about why anyone would seek to unite with someone... or something... outside of their own self. The implication seems to be that this is what Religion promises. It is not what we talk about here, nor have we ever indicated that. The Self... The Personality of God that one seeks. in... my... understanding... is your own self. That is why it is called The Higher Self; is it not?


Jesus Christ is The Soul... in the demonstration of union and resonance with The Spirit. The Soul is The Vehicle of Spirit, and... if, as scripture states... you are made in the image of God; what does that mean? What does that imply? Why would you be made in the image of God? Surely there is a reason for that.


You are the thing you seek; if you are seeking, and... in truth... no matter what you think you are seeking... it is ALWAYS this that you are seeking. The reason that wanting results in no lasting satisfaction, and leads only to more wanting... is due to the focus of The Wanting. No matter how much fuel is thrown on a fire... it is never satisfied. It would eat the whole world if it could. The key is not in feeding the fire. The key is in adjusting The Flame. The Key is in turning the flame down and making it smaller and more still.


Those are just words, but they are the best possibility that I have in this medium. Still... they are not comprehensive, which is why there are always people coming around saying, what about this? What about that? It is foolish to expect anyone to cover the gamut of any metaphysical subject in a single commentary. It is even more foolish to think they can. Not even The Wise believe this and it accounts for their silence on so many things.


What I do here is to transmit... what I receive internally... concerning specific guidelines of right living... right thinking... right speaking... right acting. I only know what I am told, and what I have tried... tested... and verified. In the scheme of things that is not much at all, and no claims are ever made here to that effect. I am crystal clear about how little I know.


The point of this is not to set myself up as some kind of authority on ANYTHING. The point of this is to be useful, and... as we have said many times here; take what is useful and leave the rest.


The Mind is the enemy of Understanding. Understanding does not come to a mind in turmoil, and beset by constant argument with itself... about things it does not understand in the first place. When The Mind is still, the image can be seen in The Mirror. When it is not, all you get is a blur, and...



... one last thing.





End Transmission.......




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Today's song is;



The Truth is I Don't Know



♫ Everybody's searching,

searching for a home

In the lives of others,

or by themselves alone

What they all are looking for,

is only found within

Once you understand this

your journey can begin


Everybody's chasing down

their slice of daily bread

Is this something actual

or only in their head?

someone said it somewhere

we don’t live by bread alone

When you know why you hunger,

you are almost home


Does it take forever?

Is it close at hand?

Does it even matter?

Can I understand?

One day you’re in the mountains

next day you're on a beach

and you can see forever

And it is in your reach


Everyone is falling.

they hope they fall in love

They’re looking at the ground

while it pours down from above

What they're really looking for

is not outside of them

Once you understand this

then love will reel you in


Everybody wants what they want

and that means now

They don’t know what it is

but they chase it anyhow.

graveyard's full of sailors

who heard the sirens call

When you do know what you want

you will have it all


Does it take forever?

Is it close at hand?

Does it even matter?

Can I understand?

One day you’re in the mountains

next day you're on a beach

and you can see forever

And it is in your reach


Someone told me somewhere

it was probably long ago

if you're looking for the truth

the truth is I don't know

the truth's not this and the truth's not that

the truth is I don't know

so if you're looking for the truth

the truth is I don't know


The truth is I don't know ♫






Monday, October 21, 2024

"I Read for as Long as It Took... to Get What They Meant, Then I Pitched It into The Dumpster of Already Forgotten."

God Poet Transmitting.......


In this election, the issues are the difference between all-out depravity and living an orderly life. When you distill it down... that's what you get, a grotesquerie of excess leading to moral bankruptcy or... living in alignment with the principles upon which the nation is founded. I am not implying we have always lived up to that, BUT... the effort has to be in that direction or... you are doomed.


That is what a greater influence of The Usual Suspects involves... whether it is Babylon or The Weimar Republic... they are ALWAYS promoting a state of degeneracy. It is a religion with them. Their spiritual leaders own pornography centers, websites, and sex toy industries. An old AshkeNAZI couple in Brooklyn owns The World's largest gay sex website. If it has to do with selling anything having to do with carnal engagement, they... are... there.


It is not just facilitating perversity, it is also about controlling the academic perspective on the human sexual climate; Freud... Reich... trending from there to the smut of Al Goldstein and names too numerous to list. It's all about the single focus on The Material Plane. Communism is a natural outgrowth of that mindset translated into dialectical materialism.


Without the higher input of spiritual qualities, you have The World through carnal eyes... where conscience has no place. When we humanize the animal nature in ourselves we humanize that plane of being in extension. When we celebrate the carnal nature exclusive of the intrusion of higher mind, you get... dog eat dog.


I don't want to needlessly intellectualize the thing. I've kept it mostly simple... at the risk of losing the interactive poles... of logical argumentation... to flights of speculation... absent The Cube of Supreme Reason... that which anchors all sensory report... as it applies to the relative state. Did that sound like a lot of gobbledygook? I know exactly what I meant to say, but... there lies the problem; did you? Did you know what I meant?


I understood Freud when I read him... briefly. He sounded like a schizophrenic snake trying to perform auto-fellatio, and all of his conclusions applied ONLY to that genetic demographic he belonged to. Anyone with the level of intelligence necessary to see where he was coming from can get this. When you go fumbling about in the vast estates of The Subconscious... you can find anything, and then... if it suits you... you can call it anything... and then you can decide what it means. Someone will believe it.


I read widely and I read... for as long as it took... to get where someone was coming from; whether it was from any of the fields of applied speculation... because it is all speculation to me or... whether it was metaphysics or the mind control games of the various priesthood factions... I read for as long as it took to get where they were coming from, and then I pitched it into The Dumpster of Already Forgotten.


People actually spend their lives reading this shit so they can talk about it to the other people that no one wants to hang around with either. All of these people were and are fucked up. I understand it because I myself was fucked up on more than one occasion, and... I am not referring to chemical agency, but rather to that condition where one has talked themselves into a corner in their own heads. It's not far from The Cul-De-Sac De Self Frottage.


I keep it simple because that is where God is. Complexity is something else, and why they say The Devil is in The Details. I was born with certain gifts that have made it impossible for me to fit in. I also live in the future as a result. That can make the present intolerable if you develop any attachments to it. Fortunately... I'm not into time. That was supposed to be funny, but... most of what is funny these days is not hah-hah funny.


If it's going to happen... it's going to happen in the next two weeks. You don't have to have read a lot of books to know this. Somewhere, Reid Hoffman... Klaus Schwab... and that Ethiopian serial killer at The UN... along with Bill Gates... Little Georgie Sorrows... Satanyahu and sundry are having a fierce tete-a-tete. They're burning up the secure lines on their SAT phones.


Evil likes to be in control. However... Evil is never in control. It only thinks it is, and in the times when Destiny and The Inevitable are not messing with it... it is likely to have its groove on. As we have said here any number of times, Evil is the raw material that Good uses to effect social transformation, and that is when Evil gets uneasy... when the invisible front-loaders of Good... start scooping out their product from the mountainsides of Evil.


Then it is that Evil knows a change is gonna come, and then Evil starts getting frantic... trying to get out ahead of the curve so that it can control the outcome... so that when the tables are turned they are still sitting there. Ergo... they are going to pull something. They have to because... perception AND... the election indicators... have moved into that area of imbalance... where it is too big to steal.


Now they are shifting to control the congressional races, BUT... the tailwind is fierce and the down-ballot secondaries are coming along for the ride. Last time, Trump had a weaponized Congress on his ass. This time... it is not likely.


Somebody got into Schmuckerberg's ear and he publicly announced that he was not going to do what he did last time. His infusion of 500 million dollars and all those drop-boxes... was what was needed to poison the actual outcome. They still lost, but it was close enough for the creative bookkeepers to go to town on. Then they orchestrated the January 6th thing and were able to make Trump's life a living Hell for the last four years.


Owning the media... which The Usual Suspects do... has been a real force for programming the minds of that block of mutton heads they need to fill the seats for The Short Bus Concert of the controlled opposition, and the bobblehead brigades of the mind-douched... walking dead.


There is a reason that 90% of Hollywood, which runs from The Great White Way... across the continental US... to the porn-industry in Sherman Oaks (♫ this land is our land. This lands not your land ♫) has been doing the lockstep Montezuma's revenge dance... against Trump and for... the Shmoo candidates. Someone is pulling their strings. It is the same people who pull the strings at the networks; in the education system... in every government agency... in publishing and entertainment... in the art world, and anything having to do with sensory stimulation and... its effect on The Reactive Mind.


Behind the scenes are the hand puppet minions... who finger bang the subconscious minds of those who stand in line or... already signed up for it; whether that was on The Casting Couch or... in the wired hotel rooms... private estates or... wherever The Prince of Darkness sends his hand puppets to do the nasty... with or without 13-year old girls and chocolate syrup... on The White House lawn. (cue Frank Zappa)


This nonsense is permitted to go on down here...




...for as long as the percentages of chain-gang enthusiasts... are high enough to buy into the bread and circus acts, and... keep the thing running at a profit, even if that profit is only counted in desiccated foreskins and sneaker mousse. It's like what the guy following the elephants at the circus with a shovel said... when he was asked if he had considered another line of work; “What! And quit show business?!!”


Surely you have seen The Mysterious Hand at work here and there in recent times. It's not what you see in front of you or... what goes on in the boardrooms and high towers that decides what goes on down here. It's The Mind of God working The Mysterious Hand... enforced by Nature and angels... that decides what goes on down here, and... the decision has been made, so... all the waving and shouting from the peripheral sidelines... all the pricey illusions and mesmeric massaging... all the invisible broadcasting aside... in the last desperate effort to really fuck shit up, they are still going to be finding out that it was, and is... too little... too late.


God decided long ago to make accommodations for Free Will. He tells me it makes things more interesting, and... gives people the illusion they have anything to do with something... or other; dream on.


So... they won't be able to help themselves... they are going to do something monumentally stupid... in broad daylight... with the whole world watching, and it will probably be on videotape or... they have decided to let it all go down, and then sneak up behind all the good vibrations and do something really awful because... for a short while... no one is paying attention.


Here is something to ALWAYS keep in mind. When you are approaching the finish line... when you have made it out of Shelob's lair... when you are at the victory dinner... that is when you most need to pay real... close... attention, in case someone is sneaking up on you, and...



... one last thing.





End Transmission.......




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Today's song;



No Deposit No Return



When you're young the world is loud

and all around you, there's a crowd

Unless, of course, you're all alone

and then you're probably on the phone


Normal life's not normal now

it would be illegal anyhow

I don't know how it turned to shit

I do know we're all part of it


No deposit... no return

this is one thing I have learned

In a world of useless things

and all the sorrows that they bring

the cellphone humping fools are lost

don't know the value or the cost

these few things they will not learn

No deposit no return


Barbie dolls and Ken-bump boys

Live in a world of plastic toys

vibrating phones and dildos sing

glory to the pronghorned king


Hell on Earth mercy reviled

Looks like Satan had a child

Nothing's like it used to be

Not for you and not for me


No deposit... no return

this is one thing I have learned

In a world of useless things

and all the sorrow that they bring

the cellphone humping fools are lost

don't know the value or the cost

these few things they will not learn

No deposit no return


Times not what it used to be

When did we stop being free?

our heroes have all turned to shit

and that's not even half of it


It seems that I have lost my touch

maybe it's cause I know too much

I wish I knew what I should say

Maybe I will some other day.


No deposit... no return

this is one thing I have learned

In a world of useless things

and all the sorrow that they bring

the cellphone humping fools are lost

don't know the value or the cost

these few things they will not learn

No deposit no return


and what are we to do my friends

at this point where freedom ends

Where buggery is normal sex

and who knows what is coming next?


Where speaking truth's against the law

and two and two's no longer four

Humanity has lost its way

and there is little one can say


License is not liberty.

Whipped and bound, you call that free?

You're chasing shit that isn't real

You'd better bring that dog to heel


Hell and Heaven both exist

I think there's something that you missed

once you've heard the mating call

you must go and that is all


once you grasp the magic ring

You will hear the demons sing

Once you let the ring go by

You will hear the angels cry

for joy

cry for joy


no deposit no return

no deposit no return

no deposit no return






Wednesday, October 16, 2024

"Heaven is ALWAYS in Charge, BUT... if You Are Not in Charge of Yourself... it May Be Very Hard for You to See This."

God Poet Transmitting.......


When I mentioned that I had prayers and rituals for every basic human function that I engage in, I was serious. I am involved in programming the mind, and you had better do so... or someone will do it for you; several someones actually. This is a fact... believe what you like; The Mind is your best friend or your worst enemy. You can have it either way. In fact... you will have it either way; one way or the other.


Everything you see in The World and hear about in The World is the result of programming. It is a world of preconditioned responses. Your personal world is being pummeled and pacified... into various stages of compliance by the neighborhood bully... who uses greed and lures... fear and intimidation... to keep you in your place; do not cross this line... but... you must... cross that t... dot that i!


You cannot help being programmed, BUT... you can have a say in who programs you. Not at first. You have your parents and the telepathic invasion that attends that Karmic duty or debt. You have the World from which the magnetic-particle dreamworld is spun. Desire and inclinations of appetite account for a good deal of programming through the attracting and repelling forces.


The society... the culture... the friends and enemies... the competitions of every kind, and the challenges that you overcome... or which send you whimpering like a kicked dog; these all play a part, and then... the least mentioned and the most important... is where you fall on The Dial (of awareness and perception). Turn it down into The Carnal Wonderland and you experience the urgings and allurements of demons. Turn it up and you gain the inspiration and strength of angels. They are each... simply frequency bands that radiate on those specific planes of awareness.


As Material Culture gets stronger... the demonic bandwidth widens and begins to generate a response from The Heavenly Sphere. Everything is kept in balance... over the protracted reach... of the various periods of adjustment. Heaven is ALWAYS in charge, BUT... if you are not in charge of yourself... it may be very hard for you to see this.


You don't like the construct of angels and demons? Okay... let's call it higher and lower nature... vice and virtue... good and evil? There are a lot of ways to play The Definition Game, and there is a secret key to understanding why Adam means 'namer of things'... what you define It as... is how you possess it or... how it possesses you.


The World programs you through your inclinations of attraction and aversion... fear and love... like and dislike. If you become free of this, The World loses its power over you. The way to do it is to achieve a Divine Impersonality... instead of being the prisoner of your own contentious personality. It is a difficult art, BUT... in The World around and within you... there are friends and allies you can call upon who will come to your aid. How do you draw them? You behave in ways that please them. You are ALWAYS being watched.


I have Invisible Friends. They go with me everywhere. You have them too. Most of us have invisible enemies too... though they may appear to be friends. Your behavior is the determinant of the company you keep, and... I might add... the company that keeps you.


The World... of course... is not what it seems or... rather... I should say... it is and it isn't. The same is true of everything in The World, and... not in The World, but still in The World... only you can't see it.


There are worlds above and below the range of your senses, BUT... and this is the case with many people... (especially in Times of Material Darkness...) if they can't see it... hear it... taste it... touch it or smell it... it isn't there, BUT... it is there. It is most certainly there, and sometimes it exerts an influence on people that is even greater than The World they think they are in.


Until you can break The Spell of The World that has your senses drunk on its presence... you are a prisoner here. You may think you can come and go as you please, BUT can you? The alternative is to be drunk on The Presence of God.


How did you get where you are? Did you just show up one day and never left OR... did you go somewhere else, and... why? What do you do with your day? What do you hope to do? How much of your life are you actually in charge of? Especially... keep in mind... that you do nothing that you think you do. The Prime Mover does everything ON... THE... LEVEL... YOU... OPERATE... ON, according to your level of awareness.


No man... not even the son... knows the hour of his coming or... by extension, we may say; no one knows the mind of God but God, which drives to the center of the secret heart, the statement... I don't know.


This is some of what is going on with the programming, BUT... you can see this, can't you?




What about the influences you can't see? Ask yourself; do I really know what is going on or do I live in a selective and subjective reality? One of the most powerful ways to break free of The Conditioning is to say and to viscerally know; I... don't... know. When you can clear your head of what you think you know, most of The Conditioning will go with it. How do I know this? I have done it.


The way to know or un-know... anything... is by proving it out. Trust but verify. When you can have a clear understanding of what you do and do not know... you are at The Gates of Liberation and The Mind's Emancipation, and The Mind becomes... no longer your worst enemy, but your best friend, and let me be very clear here. Until you are able to make The Mind your best friend, you have no idea how good a friend (and enemy) The Mind can be.


There is ONLY one mind, I might add, though... there is the appearance of many separate minds. These are The Fallen Angels that The Divine gathers back together during the periods of The Manifestation of Mindstuff. He shatters creation into a countless multiplicity and he brings it all back together into a sublime unity. This is the purpose of creation and... God's passion for self-discovery through human experience.


Existence is The Spirit of God in search of experience. To The Clueless World, he seems to be a fool because... (to paraphrase scripture) the wisdom of God is foolishness to men.


So... now I am going to present something for your consideration, and I must preface it with a few caveats; Ron Unz does not like me, and that is for the same reason that so many of the webmasters at the large alternative news sites do not like me. It is because I talk too much about God. I am no longer welcome at most of these sites... where I was once a regular... because of this.


That said... I have no animosity toward Ron or any of the rest of them, most of whom are members of The Tribe, and most of whom are... by their nature and for that reason... automatically atheists.


Ron has a new article out and at the last part of it, he has a few things to say about Miles Mathis.


Unz



I have no animosity for Miles (if there is such a person), but I have little interest in him because... he sees everything as being fake, and every famous person as being part of a conspiracy. I've read enough of his work to know that he and I have no business with each other, and though I have said this to the various people... who keep bringing him to my attention, they generally assume that I am opposed to him, and don't like him. I HAVE NEVER SAID THIS! He's just not in my range of interests and I've been clear about that.


All along, I have thought that the Miles Mathis thing is a group of people working at a common theme. I have generally assumed that it was some cooperative of intelligence workers from various backgrounds who... have... their... reasons.


It was an eerie experience for me to read what Ron had to say about him because... much of it reflects perspectives that... I had already arrived at. I skimmed the first long... long... long intro, being already familiar with Ron's generous verbosity. I recommend you do the same or you will never get to the Miles Mathis section.


Once again... let me say... though it will likely be disregarded as it has so often been previously... that I have nothing against Miles, he just has no interest in The Divine, so... I have no interest in him. I am not critiquing him. What I am doing is pointing out... yet again... the obvious reality of Mr. Apocalypse turning up the heat on everyone and everything; nothing shall remain hidden, and that does not bode well for The Father of Lies and his minions, and...



... one last thing.



(twice now... in a row... when I put up the one last thing link... it was removed. Odd, eh?)




End Transmission.......




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As I said, I am recording these several albums now. The music is all done and there remains the vocal tracks and the mastering. I will post some lyrics each day. I've changed my mind about alphabetical order, we'll go by feel (grin)



I am Beside The Waters of The Nile



♫ you are myself as seen to me

behind the mask... the covering.

instead of roses growing

in the fields of Avalon

I am beside the waters of The Nile... carry on


into the quick imagined heart

of dreaming masquerade

the lamps are blooming in the night

of stars out on parade

across the velvet kingdoms

of the vast unknowing sky

deep within the spaces

where we hide now you and i


by one upon the other

and in blending we become

the music of that golden road

that leads to kingdom come

I am hard upon the saddle

where the ocean rushes through

and rides off into the beauty of

the wonder that is you


come here beside me merry

many moons of long ago

was taken there for granted

you are everything I know

we once upon a fairy tale

and dreaming lay within

the solitary wonderland of soft upon your skin


you are myself as seen to me

behind the outer covering

instead of roses growing

in the fields of Avalon

I am beside the waters of The Nile... carry on

I am beside the waters of the Nile... carry on


Here beside the waters... carry on ♫






Friday, October 11, 2024

"That's How It Looks on The Surface. That is not How It is... In Actuality... Behind and Above The Veil of Appearances."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Well... Israel is bombing Lebanese cities with depleted Uranium explosives. The theory is that... because they give birth to so many emotionally and mentally damaged people themselves... due to the tradition they are raised in... (and the poisoned genetics) they have every right to help the Lebanese people give birth to physically damaged people.


Now they have discovered that they can see... anyone they look at... anywhere they look at them... as a terrorist... the same way they did in Gaza.




It's Whack-a-Mole applied through the scorched Earth construct. They have found terrorists hiding inside the mattresses... on which critically ill people were lying, and pretending to be critically ill.


The same people who helped the Saudis control Hollywood, and... who sent their FX makeup departments to Gaza... have now sent more of them to Beirut. They are calling these people, Makeup Artists, and Fake Blood and Limb removal Experts without Borders..


Israeli scientists say that Arab researchers have found a way to transport Hezbollah and Hamas fighters into the bodies of small children... babies... women... aid workers... tourists, and even household pets... so that they can assault the poor... defenseless, and picked on IDF humanitarian soldiers... who are only trying to make this a better world for themselves and you later... maybe.


♫ We are The World... we are The Bankers... We're transporting Proctor and Gamble products in oil tankers. It's this thing we do... we're saving people's lives... cause we're God's chosen people. You know we make a better world... just us and... you later... maybe ♫



A friend posted this at another site.




It's about the memorials that will be springing up around The World in the next sixteen years. It makes sense we could refurbish all the old Holocaust museums... once the fraud is exposed... which should happen shortly. Take care while you watch it because I nearly burst into tears at the end.


Day by day... those who are calculating monsters or insensate brutes... performing as side actors... because show business is in their blood... are being revealed to the whole world as what they are, and they can never undo the perceptions they have created.


Over previous centuries... they came to be identified with the horrific crimes they had performed on the rest of humanity. Then... as Materialism advanced... they were able to work a dark magic on the Christian mind... via certain outrageous lies they embedded in the scriptures. Soon... through the efforts of Mr. Apocalypse and Lady Awakening... The World will see them as they really are again. It's only a matter of time.


They have been able to give the perception that they are smarter than everyone else because they are not hampered by a conscience, BUT... very few people are as smart as they think they are, and that gets proven out over... and over... and over again. It is in the very nature of The Purpose of Demonstration.


The carefully made towers of evil... constructed over the centuries... are soon to topple and fall, and... that will not be all.


They could back off... even now, BUT... they are driven and compelled... to follow the inflexible course... of their own destruction. Repeatedly... they have been shown that Iran and several other countries can hit them in any location... at will... with impunity.


It is not by accident that these are people who climb hills to watch the carnage in neighboring countries... with cocktails in their hands... who sing and dance and cheer... as the bombs fall on anyone... in the wrong place... at the right time.


It is not by accident that they are led by an insane demagogue at this time... or that their best friend... the big hulking schoolyard bully... with all the knives in his back... is led by a feckless and corrupt... incompetent... hollowed-out shell of a once human life-form... or that the overseas alliance... cobbled together after the last world war... is now led by a collection of cross-dressing... and drooling pedophiles... who can't fit into the normal airline seat.


Fortunately... most of them are impotent and incontinent after the age of thirty-five, but there are still the blood-sports and dark altars remaining for their entertainment. As long as they don't run out of fresh bodies... they will be okay. Unfortunately for them... if and when they do run out of the particular bodies needed to feed The Dark Invisibles... that serve their awful appetites... it's going to be their asses for a really long time.


When you control the web of appearances; the vehicles of their delivery... through the senses and into the captive mind... you can control... to some extent... what people think and feel and do. Of course, there will always be those, like most of the readers who come here... that are immune to their bullshit. Yes... they own nearly all of The Media, and they can... usually... threaten into submission... whoever and whatever they do not own. They own the mediums and conveyances that produce entertainment. They own the people who invent, interpret, and deliver The News.


They have become so powerful that they can start wars for no other motive than their own profit. They can end the wars when they please, and... anyone with a high enough profile... who objects too strenuously... gets ruined or disappeared. That's how it looks on the surface. That is not how it is in actuality... behind and above the veil of appearances.


These dark and disgusting creatures are only permitted to do what they do... for a given period of time... in order to teach humanity the cost of turning away from The Divine. Some might say, “Wow! God's pretty self-involved, isn't he?” The truth is... we see The Divine and everything else as a projection of our own level of awareness and perception. As we rise through stages of consciousness, we come... more and more into seeing everything in a truer light.


You are God... in separated aspect... traveling through life after life... in search of THE SELF-realization. What does it all mean? You'll be finding out... if you care to. If you don't care to... then those lives will go on and on... ad infinitum... ad nauseam... and ad ham-hoc. Sometimes it will be oh so wonderful for a time. Then it will not be oh so wonderful for a time... then it might even turn into a miserable progression of suffering and sorrows. Then you won't remember any of it at all.


Trying to explain what really is... to people lost in a curving corridor of distortion mirrors... that endlessly returns on itself... is a near impossibility. Imagine that you are dreaming and someone who is awake is speaking to you. You won't hear them, but the conversation will still impress itself on your mind, and... one day... a car horn will honk... a dog will bark, and a bell will chime in your mind, and what you heard... oh so very long ago... will come clearly into your thoughts, and you will understand.


In the meantime... you are adrift on a sea of sensation. Now and again you... sink below the surface. Then you fight your way back up. The effort it takes to continue fighting to come awake is superhuman. Who can manage it? Look around you and you will see the odds, and if you do awake; what are you going to tell anyone? Will they understand you? How long will it take some sensation to distract them? You will become an annoyance.


It is far better to ride the slipstreams of The Divine and let all interest in The World pass away. There is nothing of any importance going on in The World. It only looks like that because of your attachment to temporary images of sorrow... coming in or going away. There is a rhythm to it... like the waves rolling to the shore... like The Sun passing in the sky... The Moon rising... The Moon setting... The Moon getting full and The Moon disappearing, BUT... always coming back again.


There was a time when Nature was pristine. Now it is a maze of False and Adapted Nature... moving toward ever greater complexities... until it all dissolves and becomes simple and pristine again. This is how it goes on the plane of Time... the place of increasing weariness and weight. There is another place without weariness and weight... a place where you can hear the laughter of sunlight... moving among dancing reflections. There is singing that seems to be coming from everywhere at once.






♫ Oh, The Sun is rising. Day is coming on

next thing you know, the day is gone

One day you take a walk

one day you need a cane

One day the world seems normal

one day The World's insane.


There's one thing you can count on

and that is life will change

Sometimes it's beautiful

and sometimes it's strange

Doesn't matter if you're fast or if you're standing still

If the fire doesn't get you... the frozen silence will


Now The Moon is rising. Night is coming on

Soon The Sun will rise and night is gone.

One day you learn to talk

Then there's nothing left to say

One day The World surrounds you

one day it goes away.


Maybe you find a passageway,

maybe a hidden door

it might lead you to a world

you've never seen before

The present world we live in

is a doomed and desperate thing

But I don't pay it any mind

cause I've heard angels sing.


I've heard angels singing

like glory on the wind

In my deepest dreams

the songs come back again

Is it The Sun by day?

Is it The Moon by night?

Lead me on oh gracious Lord from darkness into light

Lead me on oh gracious Lord from darkness into light

Lead me on oh gracious Lord from darkness into light ♫






Well... sooner or later you will wake up or... it will be the person next to you. Someone is always waking up somewhere, and then? The time comes when a whole bunch of people all wake up simultaneously. That day is not far off now, and...



... one last thing.





End Transmission.......



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Tuesday, October 08, 2024

"They Are to be Trapped in a Maze of Their Own Creation, and... Pursued by The Beasts of Their Poisoned Imaginations."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Well... it's not Wednesday yet, but it will be, and then... those who have chosen to be there will be in the way of this.




Obviously, the storms are directed and managed by the same people who operate the FEMA response. I've no way of knowing what their intentions are, but they are certainly announcing themselves to The World, and... sooner or later... retribution will be calling on them.


We are less than a month away from Judgment Day, although that might not be Judgment Day but... only the coming attractions for Judgment Day. They have several major efforts of disruption about to go into play at any time, so... each day creates a greater intensity of a white-knuckled thriller ride; for those of you who do not know that the whole scenario is scripted... at a location very distant from... those who think they are writing the script.


It is always the case with people who like to play God... to assume there is no God, and then to act without concern for the fallout from their actions. Of course, they lack so many vital features... qualities... that are possessed by the actual Divine Being... which leads to them setting themselves up for... being ridden over, and mercilessly roughhoused by characters... as ruthless as they are... at some future time. The Recording Angel misses none of their behaviors...


...as Omar Khayyam said, “The moving finger writes; and, having writ, moves on and not all your piety or wit can lure it back to cancel half a line, nor all your tears wash out a word of it.”


This is especially true of those who insist on preempting with their own... malformed personality... the greater... by magnitudes... personality of The Divine... who radiates perfection because... perfection is only one of the assets... possessed by The Divine.


Those bringing such harm upon others... in these times... are going to rue the day. They will be permitted... over the course of a great length of time... to regret... at their leisure... all the horrors they have visited on the rest of us. Others... who are experiencing the present return on their own bad behavior... are in a position to call out for the mercy of The Divine, and... mayhap... in this time of The Coming of The Avatar... an abundance of Grace may be waiting for those in desperate need of it... who possess the grace needed to ask for it.


People who live in the make-believe shadows of their own... self-created... anthropomorphic deity... have the misfortune... of limiting the descent of Mercy and Grace upon themselves... because they see their God as being as inflexible and unforgiving as they are themselves; NEVER... limit God according to the lens of The Human Personality.


Those living in an atmosphere of fear and apprehension... concerning a God that does not even exist, should commit the greatest act of self-kindness there is... by fundamentally... and viscerally... acknowledging that they... do... not... know God at all... nor much of anything else... including themselves. This is the true beginning of Wisdom.


It is a grim panorama indeed... at this time... in The Land of Appearances. Don't get sucked in by that nonsense. The course of events has already turned to the disadvantage of The Usual Suspects and everyone like them. It just hasn't dawned on them that in their frenzy... for world conquest; they have far outdistanced themselves from the supply wagons... their armor is no armor at all... their weapons are insufficient... their deals with The Devil are null and void, and... they are exposed on a vast plane... where no shelter can be seen, as they march toward the doom that awaits them.


This is going to be one of the most epic comeuppances that ever there was; Shakespearean doesn't half cover it. In an hour... in a day... their fate will be revealed to them... the dream glitter will fall from their eyes, and they will find themselves in an unknown and friendless landscape... with neither comfort nor companions to be seen. Oh! They may hear voices crying out, but... march as they will... they will never come in sight of the authors of it.


They are to be trapped in a maze of their own creation and pursued by the beasts of a poisoned imagination. Tick... tick... tick. Onward move the hands of Karma... on the watch-face of anxious time passing; whatever it is... it's getting closer and closer.


The FCC just let one of Satan's arch-demons on Earth buy 200 radio stations. That would be Little Georgie Sorrows.


The Crass Media is in a lockstep not seen before, as they drive for total domination... of every access point on The Information Highway. Ah! They can taste it... oh... yes... they... can. They can almost touch it. They just have to reach a little further until; Ah! Becomes Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (echo diminishing as the source of the sound moves further and further away.)


Appearances... appearances... always the spectral march of the Fata Morgana continues. The ghost armies of what might have been... sweep by on the screen of the imagination; what might have been... continues out of sight... around the curve of The Earth. What is can never surface because it cannot be seen. However... seldom do appearances match up with predictions. Life continues. Heads rolled down the chute at the daily executions in revolutionary France... yet The Terror lasted only 90 days, and then the heads of the revolution also rolled down the chute.


The Spanish Armada... the greatest fleet of its kind that ever there was... and it was harried and turned away by its more disciplined adversary... only to be torn apart by storms on the way home. Napoleon had the heads of his army handed to him at Waterloo; the best-laid plans do not survive first contact with the ineffable. It has always been, and it will ALWAYS be... about The Purpose of Demonstration.


Israel has put itself into an indefensible position, and not even the greatest army... that used to be... is going to be of much help. That greatest army... that used to be... is going to see its ships sink in foreign waters and its ring of bases reduced to ash. Someone had better tell the people... who won't listen... what they can expect; oh! (head-slap) Right. They don't listen, well... those who cannot hear must feel.


On we go, as cross-purposes abound, The geo-engineered storms are exposing both the malice AND the incompetence of the present administration and its chosen bimbo to follow as well, BUT... but... aren't the storms being created by this very administration? No! Wait! It's The Russians!!! The Russians are doing it. One must ask; what's really going on here?





And there's more.




It's almost as if They are being forced... against their will... to be exposed to the eyes of The World. It makes you wonder... doesn't it?


What I see is... The Hardest Working Archetype in Show Business; Mr. Apocalypse, and his queen, Lady Awakening... moving like a zeitgeist of the seasons coming and going, and trailing the weather... that forms in their footsteps... on every level of human residence; from the gross material plane... all the way up to the cornucopia it is flowing out of... The Causal Plane... that plane where the thoughts that become things... are forged by The Smithies of Heaven. Clang! Da Dang! go the hammers on the anvil... sparks fly as invisible winds carry them... like temporary fireflies... into a winking in and out of existence.


What is going on? Who is doing it? Doing what?




Doing it... you know... all that stuff that someone is doing, BUT... ah... it is so confusing. It's making my head hurt. Why would THEY be doing things that only expose the monstrosities of their nature to the rest of us? Meanwhile... the big brass band that follows Mr. Apocalypse around wherever he goes... keeps playing, Oompah! There it is! Why would they be doing... in broad daylight... the things that hurt them most? It doesn't make any sense.


Yeah... that's a good question... isn't it? Sooner or later The Media is going to start smelling something so horrible they can no longer ignore its presence, and everywhere they go... the smell attends them. This is going to happen to a particular nation of bloodthirsty scoundrels... who are no longer able to stay where they are... because everything suddenly smells bad, and they don't know where it is coming from or what they can do about it. Imagine their consternation when they find that no matter where they go... the stench goes with them.


I'm not just pulling rabbits out of a hat here, nor is it that I know anything at all, except... what... I... am... told, and what I am told is that there are certain immutable laws that apply to persistence in bad behavior; you start to look... and feel... and smell like what you are, and...



... one last thing.





End Transmission.......



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(For my Facebook readers. I've mentioned this many times but it seems to have not had any effect because people keep messaging me on Facebook and I ONLY go to Facebook to provide news of a post being up. Otherwise, I avoid Facebook entirely. I do not even follow links that lead there. They more or less ban my posts... via AI... according to the links I include or commentary I make. So... I make mention of posts there and the reader then has to come here to read the posts. Despite all my notifications, people still try to contact me or communicate with me through Fascistbook.


Mark Zuckerberg and his minions have the table manners of Nosferatu and the social skills of Jefferey Dalmer. I can't... in good conscience... have any contact with the place and I only do so as a favor. My point is... if you don't hear back from me... I am not being rude. I simply don't see the information... comments or messages. If you want to reach me you can do so at the blogs or by email. Sorry about that, but I'm not going to accommodate with this site at all. Thanks for understanding... if you do. (grin))



We'll take another hiatus on posting something spiritual here, BUT... it won't be for long.