"Let Us Worship The Past where Nothing Will Last but... The Echos of all The Things that Killed Us... on Our Previous Visits."

God Poet Transmitting…….

You may have noticed there are fewer links in my posts during recent times. My read… and that’s what counts… is that there is nothing but lies now. The motivation for the lies varies. The fact that they are lies does not. In some cases it’s a mercantile effort; sensation and interest manifest profit. In most cases, the commentary is generated with an intention for material gain. Sometimes it’s agenda-driven because the author wants you on board.

I seldom see anything now that informs me about anything that I don’t already know, but it’s presented to sway my perspective to one side or the other. The thing is that both sides doing the swaying are full of shit, so… why should I share any of it with you? Most of the people who come here don’t want to read this crap any more than I do.

I wonder… more and more… about what I do here. I don’t like to repeat myself unless it is REALLY important to repeat something because it is really important, and that means… whatever it is… is outside the range... objective... and intentions of contemporary media.

More and more I find myself turning away from whatever I am reading before I get anywhere near finishing what I am reading. It’s just meaningless stuff… over and over… routinely repackaged to generate interest, but none of it is interesting. It’s just distraction… which means… other things are going on at a distance from the distractions, and that is the part they really don’t want you to see.

I am watching nearly everyone destroying themselves, at speed, or slower. It is all a matter of degrees. Even the most moderate among us imbibe of the waters of death in some fashion, and there is ONLY one port of refuge. There is only one saving grace, and that is the love of God. Everything else falls short. If you have it… and I have seen this… then however you behave, it is resolved in that love. Without it, it doesn’t matter how pristine you imagine yourself to be. You… will… be… found… lacking.

As much as The Awakening is on our doorstep, the greater amount of humanity sleeps, and at best dreams. The ones who dream, dream of familiar things; ancient skeletons in glamorous ball gowns. They wear spiderwebs as veils. First, The Dead will Marry, and then they will feast upon passing things.

Everywhere I see dead men and women walking. But there are those who do not die and whom Death has no power over because they love The Everlasting. In the meantime… what a world of bondage this world has become. All the objects that are worshiped are no more than relics of The Dead.

The churches in The World have become the churches of The World. They are carefully curated museum exhibitions of archaeological displays. Come... let us worship The Past... where nothing will last... except for the echoes... of all the things that killed us... in our previous visits.

What did Jesus Christ say (among so many other things)? Let The Dead bury The Dead. Angels said, "Why do you seek the living among the dead? Those who profit from the visitations of the ones they cannot follow have done their best to sell us tombstones and shackles instead of the eternal liberation of the heart and the mind.

The World is a graveyard. The World is a funeral procession. The World is counting the hours because of the temporary nature of your appearances here. The Meter is running.

When you attach yourself to the dead and the dying, you join them. The Heart with its transitory attractions, and The Mind with its endless distractions, are both engaged in a conspiracy to keep you coming and going here. This is the Land of Endlessly Realized Dreams of Disappointment. It is a Disneyland of cos-playing delusions. It is the arcade of pretending to be someone else for… a… little… while.

All the books and movies… all the fantasies of adventure, while the clock ticks and time runs out. You get to do everything here, but you only get to do it as well as you can imagine it, and you get it at the level of the effort you put into it. You get it at the degree of intensity that your love for it provides. In the closing chapters, you get disease… old age… and death.

That’s a fact, and Science is in a frenzy to find a cure… to find a pill… to find something to stave off the years of your decline, and all Science has managed to do is to make more and more powerful analgesics. As for the real life-extension chemicals, they are ONLY available to the rich and the connected.

It’s been that way since world leaders used to get the monkey shots. Now… decades later… down the road… what you get are combinations that make you feel like you are younger when you are not. They still got Vin Mariani, and... rumors of Adrenachrome, and… other things.

Is this why I am seeing all those celebrities looking like they are on the Bataan Death March? Is this why I am seeing all those name players with black eyes; presidents… popes… the high-heeled, and the well-connected. There are a lot of strange doings going on off-camera, BUT… everything is being recorded.

I do not know The Details. I have not yet been given shavings from The White Stone, that malleable substance that is moist but not wet. However, I do KNOW that it is around, and I know that those for whom the clock is ticking are in a desperate search for it. They are forbidden to receive or possess it, but that has not stopped their frantic efforts to obtain it.

The acquisition of immortality has always been a possibility to anyone willing to die… to… this… world. It is in the possession of The Mysterious Strangers who move among us, looking like everyone else. You don’t find them. They find you.

If you wish to live forever, one way to accomplish it is to die for the love of another, to sacrifice yourself for The Greater Good, and to lose yourself in the service of humanity. I know that this is true, but who is willing to make that effort? Who actually feels the motivation to do this in the first place, during Times of Material Darkness?

Those who fight one another to gain rulership of The World NEVER accomplish their objective. The World is already owned and operated by those whom you cannot see. It is said that an invisible hierarchy serves under one called Sanat Kumara. I don’t know which of these links will serve your best interest, if you have any interest, but I include them for reference,

Here is a short excerpt from AI. I don’t know how true it is, but it is what people mention around the campfires that burn in the night of their ignorance;

Sanat Kumara is a central figure in esoteric Theosophy and Ascended Master teachings, described as the Lord of the World and the Planetary Logos who voluntarily exiled himself from Venus to save Earth from spiritual dissolution. Arriving approximately 18 million years ago, he established the etheric headquarters of Shamballa in the Gobi Desert and anchored the threefold flame to sustain human Christ consciousness.

His mission was to guide humanity from a primitive state to spiritual maturity, a task he held until 1956, when Gautama Buddha assumed the role of Lord of the World. Sanat Kumara’s twin flame is Lady Master Venus, and he is associated with the Council of the One Hundred and Forty-Four, from which he and 144,000 souls volunteered to assist Earth’s evolution.

In contrast, Sanatkumara is a revered sage in Hinduism and Jainism. In Hindu tradition, he is one of the Four Kumaras (mind-born sons of Brahma) who imparted divine knowledge, such as in the Bhagavata Purana and Mahabharata. Jain texts recount his life as a prince who renounced worldly life and beauty to pursue asceticism, eventually attaining liberation or rebirth in a high heaven depending on the textual tradition.

A lot of that sounds like the bullshit I hear from the St. Germain groupies and Claire Prophet wanderers in the aftermath of things that didn’t happen for them. I pay very little attention to these sorts of musings. I KNOW The Brotherhood of Eternal Light is a reality, though it may not go by that name. I KNOW that God is Real, and I KNOW God will handle my affairs as long as I am willing not to hinder him in the process.

My job, and your mission (should you choose to accept it), is to rely on God in all things and not get in God’s way, while God takes care of every little thing that surfaces on the way. You won’t find anything worth having or knowing on… your… own. You need to learn to turn off your mind, and listen to your guide, who has been there all along. This is what I have discovered, and everything else has proven to be a distraction or a lie, and…

...One Last Thing…….

End Transmission…….

Today’s Original Song is=

♫Is This How You Live and Thrive♫

Discourse #8 from The First Church of The Presence of God is at this location.

The latest chapter of the audiobook, The Dark Splendor, is at this location.

Links appear at Substack=

https://lesvisible322755.substack.com/

Ah… whaddya know, there will be no links, well… maybe just one so you can see where The World is at for the moment=

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!=

https://www.breitbart.com/entertainment/2026/09/22/watch-pregnant-english-singer-leigh-anne-pinnock-delivers-breast-milk-surprise-at-london-fashion-week/