God Poet Transmitting…….
I wonder sometimes what is going to happen to all those people who are constantly angry about everything. They spend hours every day shouting at other people. It’s gotten much worse since it all became virtual. One day, they’re here. The next day, they are gone. I don’t know how long they are compelled to operate under this compulsion, but it seems to drag on interminably.
If you spend all of your time resenting people who can do things you cannot do, you will have spent no time learning OR earning the ability to be like them.
You are where you are, and what you are is due to the work you have put into it, or not put into it. If you’re chasing recognition, that means you once had recognition and did nothing to be remembered for, so… the recognition did not travel with you to this incarnation, and all the wrangling and elbow work is not going to get you any closer to being able to make a fool out of yourself yet again.
I always think of these people are real-life representations of Miniver Cheevy. He is the central figure in the poem of the same name by the authentically-inspired poet, Edward Arlington Robinson. Here is the poem,
Miniver Cheevy, child of scorn,
Grew lean while he assailed the seasons;
He wept that he was ever born,
And he had reasons.
Miniver loved the days of old
When swords were bright and steeds were prancing;
The vision of a warrior bold
Would set him dancing.
Miniver sighed for what was not,
And dreamed, and rested from his labors;
He dreamed of Thebes and Camelot,
And Priam’s neighbors.
Miniver mourned the ripe renown
That made so many a name so fragrant;
He mourned Romance, now on the town,
And Art, a vagrant.
Miniver loved the Medici,
Albeit he had never seen one;
He would have sinned incessantly
Could he have been one.
Miniver cursed the commonplace
And eyed a khaki suit with loathing;
He missed the medieval grace
Of iron clothing.
Miniver scorned the gold he sought,
But sore annoyed was he without it;
Miniver thought, and thought, and thought,
And thought about it.
Miniver Cheevy, born too late,
Scratched his head and kept on thinking;
Miniver coughed, and called it fate,
And kept on drinking.
That perfectly sums up these characters I speak of. Edward lived and composed a long time ago. He died before The Second World War, BUT… he had obviously run into these characters. In their animal lives, which they have a goodly number of, they are always reincarnated as the dogs that chase caravans, or harass people because... it is in their nature. When they get the rare human appearance, they do the same thing because… it is in their nature.
People like to argue about God. Heh heh. Do I really have to point out how absurd that is, and why it is absurd? Boy! People get angry about this, and about that, and The Other Thing too. Why doesn’t God do something about this!!! Well, he does, just cause you can’t see it, and lack all real context, doesn’t mean God isn’t on top of it. If you can’t see The Big Picture, AND YOU CAN’T, then what exactly are you talking about?
There are people who are captivated by certain religious perspectives, and they are certain they are right and you are wrong when they don’t even understand the scripture in the first place, because... if the scripture is legitimate, it will tell you that ALL authentic scripture comes from the same place. If you want to understand what is and is not real about some undying idea, you HAVE to get into the mind of the author. Otherwise, you are just a grab-bag of intellectual arguments that forever fall short of the truth. The truth is VISCERAL… not intellectual.
The intellectual ballplayer rides the bench (in every sense), and the visceral ballplayer is on the field… doing. The intellectual ballplayer is talking about what the visceral player is doing, and... how he would do it better. Then he gets sent in when the outcome has been decided, and gives ample proof of why he wasn’t on the field earlier. Life is exactly like this.
Ninety percent of the people on the planet accomplish nothing worth remembering, and ten percent (these days it is much less than that) get everything done that is worth talking about, and… doing over again. The ninety percent bitch and moan, and the ten percent are too busy for that. They are the vehicles with a real enthusiasm for life, and if not for them, the lives of the other 90% would be much worse than they already are.
If you love God, God will shape you… over time, the way Michelangelo and Bernini shaped their representations, BUT… it is God who breathes life into the forms. It is your responsibility to stay close to your creator ever after, so that Joy and Abundance can be your constant companions. Everyone who stays close to God gets what God has and what God gives out.
If you want to do a little exploring, or… you have a little itch that needs the ministrations of Old Scratch, well, you’ve gone off the reservation in pursuit of inferior goods. God ALREADY has whatever is worth having, and if he doesn’t have it, you don’t want it. Trust me on that.
It is not God’s fault that religions screwed up your perspective on The Divine. It is not God’s fault that religious people bored you to tears. What have religions and religious people got to do with God? Religions do offer access to The Door Within, but… once you find it and go through it, there is no reason to ever return to a bunch of dusty commentary that has no life in it. God is The Life! Doesn’t scripture say that? Don’t you want life and life more abundantly?
Here’s the problem. If you follow God, you wind up at odds with The World. It just happens, because… God is FREE, and The World is confining, and The World does not want you exciting all of the other inmates. Most people run into this problem when they are young, and their exuberance brings them into conflict with authority. Now… there is a BIG difference between your little will turned against The Will of The State, and your will in a merged state with The Divine. It helps to know what real freedom is before you go looking through the off-the-rack facsimiles.
All kinds of crazy shit is about to happen. How do I know this? Can you smell the rain in the air before it shows up? Can you read the signs? Can you feel changes in the weather... in your bones... due to old injuries you got because you did not pay attention, or read the signs correctly in the past? That is how I know. I know things because I was wrong many times before, and so I learned to pay attention and read the signs. Anyone can do it. Most people do not, because… because they are distracted.
We might even have a different world next time we get together on Monday.
Most people have never even heard of The I Ching. Of the ones who have, very few have looked deeply into it. Of those, even fewer understood that it was a system designed to anticipate the outcomes of interactions between Heaven and Earth. The hexagrams are actual embodiments of specialized, archetypal force. The same is true of the Tarot. One is Eastern and one is Western, and they are methods by which you interpret and understand the... law... that... turns... the... wheel... of... Nature. It’s child’s play if you are the right kind of child.
All those people who never heard of these systems… and the ones who have heard of them, and the ones who looked deeper, but not deep enough, and those who viewed the workings of the systems from an intellectual perspective, NEVER got the real meaning inherent, especially given that these are all internal workings, and have to do with harmonizing your being with the greater being, which means staying close to The Spindle. Right now… the pull to The Rim is very strong.
Broadway… Disneyland… Las Vegas, and all the big attractions in The Land of Appetites, are metaphors for another system that keeps these attractions alive because they… like anything… need to eat if they are going to stay in business, and what they eat is you. I would prefer that God eat me, because every part of me that he consumes, he replaces with himself. That is EXACTLY what Kundalini does. It is a devouring force that feeds on mortality and turns it into that other thing.
Everyone who spends their time arguing and generating animosity… who base whatever they think they know on refuting what someone else said, and who live in a state of constant antagonism with everything else, are engaged in a yoga, just like I am, but… with different results. Both of us are being worn away, BUT… the final consequence could not be more different. If you tell them this, they will immediately… heh heh… argue about it. One yoga leads to unity, and one leads to disunity. It depends on what your profit motive is and where your treasures are.
People with visceral awareness do not argue with each other. They have a palpable commonality that exists between them. You see this sometimes with primitive peoples. I’m not debating whatever values there may be between the primitive and civilized perspectives. Given time and both fortunate and unfortunate circumstances, they both turn into some form of each other, and then are gone… regardless.
There are more advanced cultures that survive for vast stretches of time, which have overcome the destructive impulses that always manifest in whatever Rome is present at the time, but our culture has no evidence of them. We are in The Boot Camp World, where one’s behaviors lead either to even more temporary states of being, or… fortunately and unfortunately… to longer-lasting versions.
Everything starts right where you are, and it leads to wherever your thoughts and actions take you, in the short term and in the long term. Ships in the night is a real thing. All of the old myths mirror life on Terra not so firma. It’s all the product of As Above So Below.
Why are you having problems? Why is anyone having problems? It is because you are in conflict with yourself, and by extension… in conflict with everything else. You have become the plaything of The Sower of Discord because you are driven by self-interest. Stop that and watch your whole world change. Change the dynamic and you change the result. People who are in this state are unreasonable, so… it’s not likely you will get them to listen unless the inevitable trauma just paid a visit.
There are ways to be useful, to be helpful, and then there are ways to make things worse. It’s the difference between intellectual and visceral. It’s the difference between ajnana… jnana… and vijnana. The difference between the last two is whether you can make practical use of any of it. I sure hope that whatever is troubling you eases up enough for you to identify it. That’s one of the great things about The Almighty. He is ALWAYS looking for a way to get in, if... you... are... open... to... that sort of thing, and…
End Transmission…….
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2 comments:
Interesting link at GAB. So the NYPD will stop people from disturbing Satanyahu and set up a barricade to protect him and meanwhile, when regular NY’ers need help from thugs and murderers the police are no where to be found. Powerful eh ?? Also Elon’s utube speech was more powerful but in a different way. Thanks for the post and the links. See ya Monday …….
Then again, 99% of the UN walked out on him and shocked him pretty good. There were only a handful of people remaining, so he went and told the most outrageous and unbelievable lies. I would expect nothing else. His days... personally... are winding down.
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