God Poet Transmitting.......
I suppose I am not qualified to comment on the tenor and overall effect of social media on The World, BUT I know what I am seeing in my limited venues. I don’t go to Instagram because it is the fake nails and hair-weave center of the internet. Then there is TikTok for the mentally challenged. I’ve never understood Facebook, except to notice that what it approves of is promoted and all else is censored. All the rest are niche players that cater to a particular groove. Consciousness is now shaped to specific ends in specific locations for reasons that are becoming more and more clear.
What happens... is that directed energy stimulates The Mind. The Mind activates The Emotional Body, and you begin to see it precipitate into varieties of action and form on The Material Plane. There is a whole lot of aggression and conflict that can be traced back to certain agendas that influence behavior. It should be obvious but... objectivity is no longer much in use because... that makes the whole of it transparent, so... subjectivity is fed and groomed to reflect the desired state of Material Culture.
That’s a short synopsis and you have to fill in the blanks, which is about as challenging as Wheel of Fortune, which is what they screen on The Short Bus video monitor as the clients are transported from the stock pens to the processing centers. Yeah... keep reading between the lines.
So... what it comes down to, and it is a real come-down, is that there will either be a revolution in consciousness or there will be a revolution in the streets. Modern Life is becoming a graphic novel with elements of Anime; adult cartoons for people who can no longer read or write. Some subterranean beast kingdom is stoking the rage and frustration... until the inoculation-delivered receptors for radio waves... trigger the implants in Goon World. Idiocracy becomes more real every day; “Go away! I’m baiting!”
Materialism programs The Mind to exist exclusively in the bandwidth of appetite and carnal desire. It is seldom realized by the inmates but... low-brow appetites and desires feed and amplify anger... because frustration builds and builds... due to the sugar depletion allowance coming up against the emptiness... generated by mindless sexual engagements. It comes down to plumbing in so many ways. If a plumbing and electric firm were to go metaphysical... the blueprint of contemporary existence would holographically appear in mid-air or... right smack dab in The Mind’s Eye. Some of us have the schematic and it is a tale as old as time. They build it up to tear it down because the meaning is not to be found in the constructions and temporary forms...
...but only in The Purpose of Demonstration, which accounts for all the building up and tearing down. People find meaning in both efforts, which satisfy their creative and destructive nature. It all reflects the state of consciousness we are resident in, AND... just like a bio-rhythm chart, when inspiration and aspiration are in play you get one thing. When they are not, you get the other. This is the reason that the soundtrack to life is now an unintelligible and incoherent ranting... attended by thumping bass and drums to arouse the savage instincts, which trend toward chaos and disorder. This is not happening by accident. Nothing is. Harmony will eventually rise out of it again because that is in the way of things.
Sometimes the movie is a romance. Sometimes it is a comedy. Sometimes it is a shoot-em-up, a thriller or a horror movie. In fact, every possibility is playing out at all times somewhere, and each aspect involves the players... attracted to the action... taking place in that location. In the best of times, there is a minimum of disorder, and what there is of it is located in a particular section of town. If you want to sample the fare that is served up there, you have... to... go... there. In the worst of times, the disorder is everywhere.
It is not the movie that is real. Only the screen the movie is playing on is real. It is the same as clouds coming and going before The Sun. The Sun is real. The Clouds are not, AND... it is The Sun that makes the clouds, just as it generates the winds.
Certain deep-pocket Satanists transported certain elements... from disorderly locations... into the places where order was the prevailing trend. This was done to disrupt everything because the people who are doing it enjoy the end result. They do Evil for the sheer joy of it. They revel in the harm, the suffering, and the pain they cause. They are what needs to be controlled before anything else is dealt with. Otherwise, you will keep getting more of the same because they keep replacing the bad actors.
Sometimes The Gates of Hell are opened for The Purpose of Demonstration. It is instructive. Don’t ask me why this is, except that it is instructive. The pointless wars and seemingly random street violence, the bloodthirsty monsters calling for more of the same... you might well ask, WHY? Why... why... why? Okay, I’ll take that for $500 and a spin of the wheel.
No one who comes here gets anything more than what they dished out at an earlier time. I walked through places where life was cheap and horrible events were a fact of daily life. On several occasions, I was penned up with the worst that society had to offer. I have been in countless situations where it could have gone one way or another. I walked through the shadow of bad shit on the menu unscathed. It was to bring certain things to my attention. I met people who had done horrible things to others and laughed about it. They dreamed about being able to do it again, BUT... they couldn’t do anything to me because we had no business with each other. The invisible markers for mayhem were not radiating between us.
Everything that happens, and... I mean EVERYTHING, is choreographed. Everyone worked at whatever it was that happened, first to someone else, and then to themselves, and sometimes it was over and over again.
Now... if this present world and state of mind you are occupying is all there is, well... a great deal of what happens would make no sense. However, everything you do has everything to do with wherever you are and wherever you are headed. I don’t care if you agree with this or not. It is what it is. You can argue about what happened and why it happened, BUT you can’t argue about whether it happened. It happened. Yes... I know there are people who argue about things that didn’t happen, and a chiaroscuro of shades of shadow densities. That does not change whether something did or did not happen. It just clouds the atmosphere, which was the intention all along.
From where you stand... right this minute... there are trapdoors below your feet... that open into stairways that go down. There are also portals all around that go up or into another version of the same thing. Every time you think... say... or do anything, you progress toward a specific trapdoor or portal. There is a consistency to the actions of each and every one of us, and that consistency is an actual road headed somewhere. Everything... is a special dealing of existence with your soul... for you to learn... what happens when you push this button here? There are rules and laws that hold existence together and they don’t care about your feelings.
Are you sorry about what you might have done at another time in another place? There are cosmic remedies that exist if you are truly contrite. There are LITERALLY entities that will relieve your suffering if you agree to alleviate the suffering of others, once you learn how to go about it in the proper fashion because... there are rules and laws for that too. There are rules and laws for everything, and learning how it all works is the key to your freedom from The Workings of Implacable Fate.
As above... so below. Just as there are banks where you can go to get a loan or buy securities or futures or hedge positions, there are spiritual banks that operate on similar principles, and it’s a good idea to never spend your principal. (grin) You can LITERALLY start moving in the direction of extraordinary, and unspeakably beautiful planes of being, right this very minute. You can also start moving in the direction of Hell on Earth. Each of these courses is open to you, every minute of every day, and... you are SURELY moving in one direction or another at this... very... moment.
The Game of Life is fixed!!! And... that is a good thing. Well, it is both good and bad, depending on which aspect you intend to avail yourself of. The best thing you can do is to make invisible friends. They know where everything is at, AND... how to get there! How do you get invisible friends? How do flowers attract bees? How does shit attract flies? Everything has a scent to it. Your thoughts, your feelings, your speech, and your actions all have a scent to them. They have a vibration that resonates and attracts that which is attracted to whatever it may be. Are you stoned or stupid? People actually make themselves stupid by the directions they take.
It comes down to whether you would rather trust yourself or... The Almighty. Look at anyone... anywhere... at any time, and you will see that they are at a few degrees on The Dial in one direction... or the other... of trusting themselves or trusting God. The Sun of your beings is either getting brighter or growing dimmer. You can tell which direction you are going in by how it feels to be going that way. Think of that directional game where you are being guided to an object by cues of getting warmer... warmer or... colder... colder. Marco! Polo!
If you get used to taking direction, it becomes increasingly easier to follow directions, and...
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5 comments:
Nostrils to the sky!
Imagine a society so sick that it its killing itself and hardly anyone seems to notice.
"What happens... is that directed energy stimulates The Mind. The Mind activates The Emotional Body, and you begin to see it precipitate into varieties of action and form on The Material Plane. There is a whole lot of aggression and conflict that can be traced back to certain agendas that influence behavior. It should be obvious but… objectivity is no longer much in use because... that makes the whole of it transparent, so… subjectivity is fed and groomed to reflect the desired state of Material Culture."
Dead on. If one can't get between their mind and their emotions to hold emotion in check while doing an objective review, then its always just How they feel about whatever, zero understanding is sought for Why that makes that one feel whatever way. And on they Act.
Got the house cleaned and staged and got the listing pics taken yesterday so should be up for sale by end of week. I have till July 8th or so before the restraining order expires. Fingers crossed it gets sold between now and then.
Hope this finds you well Viz!
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