Finally... back in Origami and feeling a little like an Origami project; not quite bent out of shape but more bent into shape, a tad short of the moment of having relaxed into whatever this is but... getting there.
In the last episode, our heroes were talking about a community in the flesh for the purpose of precipitating the virtual into the actual. Some mention was made of Belize. That is a little close to Mordor however. Still... we are far more protected than we might realize. I have certainly found this to be the case, having been given direct examples of it over recent years.
Here is the housing structure that I have been considering and hope you will consider as well. There are a number of advantages to this structure. It is very cheap to build. It is warm and tight (or can be). It is beautiful and embraces a salutary architecture that provides remarkable feng shui.
I’m going to speak for myself now and anticipate that you will add to what I say; help me clarify my thought, make additions- because my knowledge is somewhat limited in these things- and generally help to solidify the vision. Let me say that it is not life and death whether we accomplish this thing. The important point is that we image it a la creative visualization to the extent that it can manifest with ease.
I need to be by the ocean; failing that we need a lake or a river with frontage. I am pretty certain that a good amount of finances will be coming into my life in the not too distant future. I am fairly confident that we have up to a hundred people who are interested in this project so... that provides additional financing which I would say amounts to what we will need.
We need to be within reasonable driving distance to a larger commercial area. We need to be in a country that has flexible building codes and that is a primary concern that needs to be addressed before anything else. My feeling is that there will be common areas and private areas and that a comprehensive design, a master plan, has to be in place before much else takes place.
I’ve been approached by several people in the medical field, doctors, who are very interested in being a part of this. We have some very informed individuals in the area of food production and permaculture. The Village Idiot and Michael Astera come to mind right off the bat.
I’m going to float around with this posting and just toss out a lot of ideas. I’m sorry not to be more concrete and organized. The fact is that I have a very good idea, blueprint wise, on how to do this but then it would be my idea and that’s not the way it goes. Costa Rica has a lot to recommend it. New Zealand would be ideal were it not so far away and so restrictive for immigration. Australia is ZOG land, as is Canada, the United States, the UK and various European countries. Also... a number of European countries are very controlling as far as building codes.
I do not mind a cold clime. We can always fly to the sun for the occasional sand and sea. Setting and ambiance are extremely important because the lack of them can seriously detract from the collective spirit. Italy is out because it’s a red tape nightmare.
I have some great ideas (I think) about how to support ourselves and no doubt others will too. There should be some minimal investment for each member but... some of us have skills that will prove to be far more valuable than money.
I put together a club some years ago called, The Survivors Club. Eventually we had about 200 members and it was a real success. It was a real success because no one was in charge. What we had was an inner group of about twelve people who had skills in specific areas. Each person discharged their duties and it worked like a charm. My skills tend toward food preparation; entertainment and grunt work; taking direction from those who need an assistant for what they do. I suppose I have a few other skills but not at the level of some of the rest of you.
I do not believe in making this project open to anyone. I’ve seen what happens with that. There has to be a vetting process AFTER we are past the initial stages. From what I can see, the people presently interested have already shown the necessary character for making this happen. After that though, we need to be aware. For the moment, I am throwing the ball into your court. Some of you have already come up with interesting locations so... please continue. Think about what you bring to the enterprise and begin to engage. I’m going to set up a blog where we can begin to discuss this and toss ideas around.
If problems arise with personalities, if someone wants out, we don’t argue. We take the left hand side of the bargain. There has to be a general awareness of impersonal being. Some of us are take charge types and some of us are not. We need a real sensitivity to each other so that no one feels diminished. So... grunt work and the less pleasant work needs to rotate through the group and I will certainly be glad to do whatever menial tasks are needed. I actually enjoy that kind of thing. There’s a vibe that emanates from a successful community that makes all work fulfilling and enjoyable. I’ve been there with that.
This is the last time I will use Origami for this purpose. This blog has another function and that will be back soon so, keep your eyes open for the community blog. If someone out there is more skilled at setting up a blog for this purpose and... that’s more than a little likely. Please let me know that you’d like to do this so it doesn’t wind up haphazard as it might if I do it.
This community is already a reality. It’s important to be aware of that. It’s already here. We are simply going through the motions to actualize it. A number of you are aware of the telepathy that takes place here; how I say something you were thinking at that very time or how some of you have done the same. We have some real powers at work here. Given that we can reduce our natural egos to the benefit of this work, there is nothing that can stop or hinder us.
Some of you have no idea just how wonderful this kind of living can be. It completes all of the longing within us and even effects a deeper communication with the divine. It fills the emptiness and super powers our faith and industry. As long as we take the small stuff seriously and the big stuff lightly we will be fine. There is also a magic that takes care of the details when we have the rest in order.
Let your mind play with the possibilities and as soon as some competent person offers to set up this blog we can have an environment to interact in. We’re going to have saunas and game areas... common eating facilities, hideaway groves for contemplation and interaction. We’re going to have anything you want that will make our interactions a real joy.
Alright then, I’ll leave you with this. Blessings on us all and let the wheels begin to spin.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Finally... back in Origami and feeling a little like an Origami project; not quite bent out of shape but more bent into shape, a tad short of the moment of having relaxed into whatever this is but... getting there.
Beamed from the Saucer Pod By Visible at 13:09
Monday, June 08, 2009
There are a lot of things I don’t talk about here. In some cases it isn’t my place to talk about them and sometimes they have to do with things I shouldn’t talk about because it might involve arcane applications of personal power upon the plastic landscape of existence and... I’m not about personal power or applying it. All those highways lead to the same dead end and worse, as Saturn comes to rule the empty environment that one’s folly has isolated them in.
Over the course of the last several months people are increasingly unable to post at Smoking Mirrors and other blogs and they are being hit in various ways that have reduced traffic and comments. My reaction is, “So what?” These things aren’t my concern. I’ve attracted the attention of certain forces who don’t like what I have to say and they are also in league with the people who provide the platform for the blogs that I write. Am I dismayed? My traffic is being wacked; comments are becoming impossible for many people and maybe I’m floating in the Brazilian ocean with various other doomed realities... metaphorically speaking. It’s not my concern. Complaining isn’t my concern. Changing my message is not my concern.
I’ve come to love many of the people who visit these sites. Some of them I don’t even hear from any more. At first I thought it was me. Maybe I had changed in the wrong way over time and it escaped my notice. I now have convincing proof that this is not what has caused what is happening. To be perfectly honest, it doesn’t mean this isn’t a part of the problem but I expect my readers would tell me in that case and nothing has changed there. I still get the same amount of occasional, random complaints and the more general praise and support. I’ll take responsibility for the former. The rest belongs to whatever has authored the author of these blogs.
So... what’s my point? There are tireless little demons working in the background and they may, at some point, partially or completely shut me down within the present interface. You have my email if that ever happens and if that goes too, you have the light within you. You don’t need me. By this time, if I had anything of value to say I have said it already.
These forces are arrayed against any and everyone who are not down on their knees as accomplices to their own destruction at the hands of those who support the vanity parades of those who have chosen lies as the medium of advancement at the expense their humanity and the greater potential they will now no longer see. You know the routine. It is as ancient as the hills to which we look for our help; paraphrasing a Biblical quote here. I’m not a Christian in any contemporary sense but I do seem to refer to it with some frequency.
In certain ways, things have gotten very hard for me. It started toward the end of last year and it continues. Now and then it backs off for a few days only to reappear from a new direction. It’s sort of like being underneath a constantly surfacing boot heel making contact with an ever changing road surface.
I had a party yesterday to thank various local people and acquaintances for their help in certain professions or just being my neighbors. I labored the whole day before making all sorts of dishes that I am fond of from different cultures. Only half of the people showed up because they were already required to be somewhere else- or it was something else- but it was successful in all the right ways... even if I do now have all the food I’m going to need for the rest of the week (grin).
Once again, I noticed that even though I share various things in common with the rest of this human circus, I really am a stranger in a strange land. It’s going on ten years since I had to leave everything and everyone I knew and I’ve been pretty much alone except for those few who share my life. There hasn’t been much in the way of social contact and I haven’t seen most of my long time friends in many a year. My life has ceased to exist in the ordinary ways and though I know some large changes are on the horizon, I don’t know what they are.
People got drunk and loquacious... maudlin and emotional. I’m gone from here for awhile and that was a part of why I had the party. Toward the end a very large, very green grasshopper appeared and climbed out on to one of my fingers and stayed there for a very long time. Today he was still sitting on the table where I left him. We put out some water and green leaves. I don’t know what grasshoppers eat. He’s the only one I’ve seen here... some kind of a message but I don’t know what that is either.
I got a little hammered too. I didn’t have any of my personal comestibles and I have to say that alcohol is a poor replacement with unpleasant attrition. All in all though, I’m okay today. Now I’ve got to pack it up and head for the summer, main residence as life goes on.
I can’t complain. Even though I lack so many of the things that we all find so important in what fulfills us in this life... I’ve got some version of that grasshopper that follows me wherever I go but who changes shape and temperament in the same way that the seasons tend to adjust our relationship to the works of our hearts and our hands.
Maybe I haven’t told you how much I appreciate what all of you have done for me. I don’t have a home in the sense that most people understand that sort of thing and you have allowed me to live in your hearts and minds according to my poor efforts to say something meaningful whenever I have been alert enough to get out of the way in order for it to get said. Let me thank you now and irrespective of what is soon to follow, let me tell you that I have enjoyed and appreciated this more than I am capable of telling you now... or ever.
Lately I have been unable to answer my emails and this has gone on now so that it doesn’t look good at all. I apologize for this. I know I’m going to answer them. I just don’t know when. I would appreciate that you would extend me some amount of patience in this. I just don’t know what to say right now but that will sort itself shortly I think.
I have never seen times as dreadful as these. I have been in much greater extremity and faced with the possibilities of death and very long states of imprisonment. However, even in these cases the world never looked as grim as it does. Sometimes it feels like I did die and woke up in prison, all in one seamless procession. I realize how this sounds but it isn’t as bad as it sounds. I’m just writing what comes as a formula for being truthful. It doesn’t mean I’m sitting on a gray cot somewhere with a bottle of pills in my hand (sincere grin).
In any case, I’ve no idea why I wrote this or what it means. I will continue to focus on what is in front of me and- since some indefinable grace has given me the freedom to do what I like in respect of the application of my heart and my hands- expect that this will continue until I run out of things to say.
In summation, it seems I wrote this out of empathy with all of you who are possibly experiencing some version of what I have presented today. Don’t let it get you down. One of the reasons that certain efforts are so rare is because the price is so high in terms of the ordinary human situation. If we didn’t know this going in, we know it now. We never intended to stay here forever so... leave good footprints and I will see you up the road.
Beamed from the Saucer Pod By Visible at 10:26
Tuesday, June 02, 2009
Greetings from within and without and so forth and so on; readers of this site will remember the account of my ayahuasca experience from last year. If you haven’t well, here it is. I had another one of these which spanned the last several days. It is ongoing as I write this post. For the most part it is of a personal nature though it also includes elements of everything and everyone else.
I’m not going to talk much about what was said to me about me because there are problems that can arise from repeating these things. People take things many different ways. There are some who might benefit greatly from what I heard but there are others where it might cause uncontrolled portions of themselves to rise up in reaction to it for ageless reasons with which we are all familiar.
Some of you have read the “Travelogues” series of about six postings that appeared here several years ago which included my meeting with, “The Man of the Beach” in Big Sur. On this occasion he has chosen to revisit me and tell me certain things. It is to be assumed that when he does something like this there is a specific reason because he does not visit me often, although he is present always.
I had a bad run during the last part of last year and for periods running into the present of this year. However as the turning goes, there has been a much greater positive sense hovering around me in terms of the way I see the world. At the same time there has been less appreciation by me of myself based on my observations upon my own industry; interests, intentions, intensity and much more.
I was told that... to the degree to which I apply myself right now in this moment over the course of however long this particular moment courses that... I would get many times more back for what I put in. So I have been as relentless as I am capable of being and you can be sure it is exhausting and you can imagine where one finds ones self wondering just how much one is capable of.
Ordinary life is going on in the meantime, as is; travel by car, numerous strangers and settings, uncanny weather conditions, musical chairs with long time close associates, chemical experiments, the whole nine yards which are not just nine yards but must be considered within the context of what any and everyone thinks ‘nine yards’ means.
In my case it means that I am summoning every particle of myself that I can access for the purpose of intense focus or complete removal. Some people want one thing and some another and some want several things. I want only one thing and that is the company of God. Everything comes from God; is made out of God and operates or exists within the parameters of God. Let’s assume that what I mean by God is something apart from religion or any other context. I’m talking about the thing itself... whatever it is essentially.
So... I’m at a remote location on the Ionian Sea in a cabin that I rented with a big music scene going on about 700 hundred meters away down a dark road to the ocean. A conversation begins in my head which indicates that I am supposed to hear something and it doesn’t take very long before I realize that this isn’t a conversation I am having with my self but rather with the thing itself or an agent of the thing itself which is the same thing. It catches me in a state of somewhat reduced awareness operating out of the sensory, touchie-feelie realm. You do realize that your senses are like insect feelers and other apparati that you are familiar with? You’re using them at this very moment for the purpose of recognition and comprehension, visualization, analysis and so on and so forth.
We differ from rocks; plants, insects and animals only by degrees of awareness and the same applies within the human spectrum between individuals and also between human beings and devas and Gods and the God... degrees of awareness. Each and all of us have our feelers and that is the bandwidth in which we interpret the world. We are like blind people poking with a stick and insisting that because we can’t see or touch something it is not there.
The basic power of illusion, what the Hindus call ‘Maya’ is operative according to our degree of confinement within the bandwidth of our senses. The parameters of our bandwidth set the limits within which we perceive our world. We act as if this were the entirety of the spectrum. It is not the entirety at all. It is only the degree of what we have allowed ourselves to believe is real. Some study on bandwidths and rays will reveal a great deal about what lies beyond the reach of our ‘ordinary’ senses. This is the power of the material world. This is the power of what appears to confine us. This is the determining level of how much we suffer. Our attachment to the impermanence of form is an indicator of what we will experience when these things are taken from us. Whether you work to let these things go or whether you hold ever more tightly to these things... they go regardless.
We are in a period of remarkable change. No one is going to alter any of it. We are going to go through it. Because it is a remarkable period we are being made a special offer by the author of it all. Just as this promise of unusual power and the promise of accelerated evolution has been offered to me, it is offered to all of you. For everyone who makes a more intense effort in this time, your effort will pay off many more times than it would at any other period. This is the implication I have been receiving from this visitation and I can assure you that the same points have been hammered into my heart and mind relentlessly... over and over. Reach as you have never reached before and, as I was told repeatedly... “See what happens.”
We are at the gateway to a new age. Much of what we have been familiar with for centuries is passing away. Many new conditions are coming into being. Whether you are recycled with what is being mulched or whether you ride the wave into new possibilities of being is up to you. You are either going to be sent to wardrobe for the costumes you will wear for the next cycle or you will go through the open window into a new world. This window is going to become more and more open and then it is going to close. If you cannot increasingly see how very true this is then you must turn your attention to developing an awareness of it. This is not just the usual cycle of two thousand years but also the beginning and end of a greater 25 thousand year cycle.
Many people find great amusement in laughing at this possibility. Many are indifferent to it altogether. The present state of the world should be telling you just how transforming it is. For those captivated in the material realm, the sensory bandwidth is the only thing they know. This is not true in any sense... not spiritually and not even according to rational science. Take full advantage of the undeserved gift that is being offered to one and all at this critical time.
I’ve had a few occasions of great revelation in this life. For the most part I have stumbled with inconsistent effort through the maze of material delusion. When I have had these moments they have always been connected to tremendous change. I can only speak for myself in respect of this but... this taken in relation to what I see and hear around me is conclusive proof of the truth of it.
I’ll talk more about this as the ability to do so increases by virtue of deeper reflection. For the moment let me say only that it is all too seldom that such great opportunity comes our way. Make of this what you will.
'Every Day' is track no. 11 of 11 on Visible's 2001 album 'God in Country'
Lyrics (pops up)
Beamed from the Saucer Pod By Visible at 12:54