Thursday, June 24, 2010

The Real, Encased in Light, Encased in Light.

{Last weekend before I left for the solstice I tried to do a radio show but the breakout box for my M-audio sound card was missing. I tried on my consort’s new Mac, recorded the show but couldn’t get it to leave the computer. It was a day of confusion and enemy action from the inner planes. Then a reader was supposed to meet me for the solstice. I went through a lot of trouble for him and then he turned off his phone. This is the time of the weird. I might find a way to get that show up this Sunday but if not, there will still be a show because I got another breakout box. In any case, I will present the essence of that show here today as it touches upon the single point of any importance in respect of anything, no matter what it is.}

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I am getting a lot of letters lately from people who are in various kinds of trouble and who cannot discover what to do or are oppressed by the hidden forces in their environment or by fears and confusions appearing within.

Let’s reduce everything to a single compelling fact. Even if it’s not a fact for you, it is a fact for me and those others who need no further convincing. The divine ineffable is real. It is more real than anything else. One might say it is a light of such brilliance no one can look upon it. It is sheathed in another light of lesser brilliance and that is also sheathed in a light of even lesser brilliance. Outside of that falls some degree of shadow. The more one departs from the presence of that light, the greater the incremental intensity of the shadow.

Shadows are a mirage. They suggest the presence of something else but in many cases the shadows are taken for the real and life becomes a recurrent hallucination. They are the shadows on the walls of Plato’s Retreat (grin). Look it up. It’s not that off the wall (inside shadow joke) because it deals with sex and everything is sex. This is where we primarily get screwed up, which may or may not be better than getting screwed down. Either way, you get screwed in the shadows, which is how some people prefer it. There’s the idea that it’s kind of romantic and the moon which casts the shadows and the wine that creates the shadows in the mind, all conspire to give the impression that you are actually with someone.

One doesn’t need to know anymore than that there is something which is real. This realness generates all things, both real and unreal. It generates the real by intent and the unreal by its presence in comparison with what appears to exist in the shadows. We could play with all sorts of ideas related to physics here but such games, like anything else that requires complication for the purpose of intriguing the mind, are only more of the same distractions that have set us against ourselves and each other for lifetimes and which account for so many lifetimes in the shadows.

True cosmic love, which is that light encased in light, encased in light, exists unto itself within all things and apart from all things and is a conscious thing. It should not be confused with anything we call love here except for, perhaps, the love of a mother for her child. This mother, in a cosmic sense can be viewed as the mother of the divine ineffable, insofar as it is birthed into manifestation for whatever its purposes may be. It also remains unmanifest in its greater portion forever; never coming into manifestation to the degree that there is ever more in manifestation than there is in reserve. This love was in existence before anything and out if it everything emerged. It is also the ultimate result of the sublimation of the sexual force as it wends its way in the lives of exceptional people who will not rest or settle until that occurs. It is the bridegroom of which Christ speaks; the final result of the alchemical marriage and it has been defined in many ways by many faiths, all of which are the same.

When one is troubled one has departed from the real into the shadows. There is no other reason. One may have been attracted, pushed or lured there but that is the case. In these times there is a powerful sense of confusion and fear and people will think that there is something wrong but cannot place the cause. The truth is that the forces of the shadows are broadcasting to the separated self. It is happening ‘to you’ and to all of us as we handle and understand it according to our understanding.

The light is Christ, Krishna and other permutations, encased in veils of light. The shadow is the tempter or the left hand of God. It is the fulfillment of the spirit in search of experience. It’s all a play of light and shadow for the purpose of entertainment for the divine ineffable, who plays hide and seek with himself in the uncountable changes presented by the female counterpart who is the energy of appearance in all things. Generally the sex force is directed outward and that is why the gut is sucked inward and the back bent as the aging, which accompanies an outward directed sex force, marches on its relentless quest for the comfort of the grave.

Inwardly directed sex force results in ever greater stages of illumination, until the light is revealed within the shadows of the self deceiving mind; it results in intuition and revelation, self realization, the Philosophers Stone, the Pearl of Great Price and the completion of The Great Work which is The Operation of the Sun as described in The Emerald Tablet of Hermes Trismegistus. The Sun accomplishes this work entirely in the person of the willing.

You are having difficulty right now because of your state in relation to your higher destiny and because active forces are radiating into the environment and into your mind because a crisis point is being reached in the battle for souls. The whole of the drama of life is a battle for your soul. Your soul is already safe if you would have it so and that is the terrible irony of the thing, like the mouse hiding behind the refrigerator who is safe from the lurking cat but is compelled to seek a greater safety despite the security of the moment and then places itself in danger.

There is only one thing anyone must do and that is to practice the presence of the light, of the real. Nothing else is required. No mumbo jumbo, rituals and routines besides this are necessary. No external condition can inform or protect one; no power, no money, no army, no fortress, nothing. Only the real can protect you from the unreal, period. All the distress in our lives comes from our avoidance of this one simple fact. It is a matter of faith, which is the link between the real and our souls, as well as every other component. Life tests and makes strong this faith in those disposed to the tempering and trial whose sole purpose is this, unless your purpose is all the other things besides what is real. This is the reason for the all pervasive materialism and disorder of the times... to see what we prefer and to see how bad we want it. Those pursuing the real have ‘everything else added unto them’. Those pursuing the unreal lose the real and everything else as well. That’s it, period.

No problem, no difficulty, no confusion, no fear and no anything is anything more than an opting for the shadow over the real. The whole purpose of life and all of its vicissitudes and sufferings are based upon leading you into the light after being lost in the shadow to the point where the attraction for the light is more compelling than anything else. Every problem, difficulty, confusion and fear can be resolved by seeking and practicing the presence of the divine ineffable; the light sheathed in light, sheathed in light. There is no other solution or sanctuary. It’s that simple. Even if you are taken away in the process of this you attain it.

Think of the various similarities in all religions where the mind is fixed upon the divine ineffable, in the life, at the gates of death, in the final moment. You attain it. You don’t go anywhere. You are where you are. Those who intend to enter the Kingdom of Heaven are already there before their seeming departure and Heaven, as has been many times stated here, begins where your feet touch the ground.

Walk in the presence of the light as the light. Walk through everything and every moment as the real in the presence of the real. Make the real your best friend and constant companion. Make the real the single focus of your every moment while engaging in whatever duty, which is also only a part of that focus on the light, on the real. If you are shaky in this then up the intensity. Your intensity must be like that of lungs deprived of oxygen. In this case, the result is very quick. Study your life as it occurs and observe to what degree you perform this task. See everything in this context. Walk and be and live in your life as the living force, without which, you would have no life and you will have no concern about anything else. Your concern about anything else is the reason for all of the conditions and states already mentioned. The one real is the one goal. Make it more important than anything else and it will let you know it is present.

End Transmission.......

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The New Shangri-La

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Thursday, June 17, 2010

What has been Happening in Several Segments.

All segments will appear in this post so check back here.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Good day, good readers; presently engaged in the longest comments thread so far, at these blogs over at S.M. This will be long, probably at least two entries and I will endeavor to make them happen quickly so you’ll have to come back on your own because the follow-up won’t be linked at other locations like this one is.

Most of you are aware that I just passed through some life changing and consciousness changing events. Most of you, like me, are aware of the transformative power of the times and some few, as always, have graced us from the sneer and jeer section of the world audience from scattered locales in places where weeds prosper and flowers struggle for the sun (grin). Their numbers are less than the fingers on one hand. All are welcome.

As I’ve chronicles in the ‘travelogues’ published here in Origami a few years ago, I met someone of great power on a beach whose identity was unknown then but lately revealed to me. This led to a massive Kundalini experience in the same year; my 21st. Many events followed with nothing of similar force until recently. I’ll focus on the recent exclusively. These started around the time I acquired the property in Southern Italy but did not become consistently active until around 3 years ago.

Prior to that a hunger began to develop in me for my walled garden and, as far as I can remember the spelling (this will not be correct) was based on the meaning of the Pakistani word ‘para deez’ from which the word paradise evolved and which translates as ‘walled garden’. Near the same time (on my second visit to Italy) an intense desire for contact with The Devic Realm emerged and I encountered the Hindu Deity, Ganesha, who is the ruler of that realm. The active phase of events began 3 years from this coming August in the early part of the month when I traveled with my Indian (India) friend Roy down to the house in Italy.

This began a period of suffering that lasted until the recent events that will be illustrated here in these postings. This was set off by an Ayahuasca experience that covered several days and shook the ground both actual and virtual in my world and which occurred shortly after Roy left.

During this experience, God had several interactions with my female nature that were choreographed to show me something of the true nature of God’s personality; some of this I have commented on recently at S.M. and in other ways. A significant part of this treated with the sexual nature of the divine and related back to things I was told on the beach when I met the astounding presence I encountered there. The other significant feature was God telling me that he was waking up and thanking me for doing so. I took this to imply a personal aspect rather than a cosmic all pervading one but that cannot be discounted either (insanity alert). I have recorded this event elsewhere and do not remember when or in which blog. I’ll give a brief summary.

God repeated over and over, in many different ways, some permutation of the following. “I’m awake now visible and thank you for that. First I’m going to stretch (yawns accompanied all of this all through. Those familiar with Ayahuasca know the yawn I am talking about.) and come up through the planes, say Hello! and have my morning coffee. Then I’m going to confer my blessings and you, visible, are going to be included in that.” This is when I first started hearing, “You have no idea” which has continued until now and still continues. God then continued and as a constant component, would start over again with, “I’m awake now” etc. Sometimes it would take some time to actually complete the statement due to going back and starting over again. As I said, then God would continue from the blessings to say that he was, after the blessings, going to open a small window of forgiveness and that everyone on the planet would be informed. That window would remain open until it closed and would not open again. After that, God informed me, he was going to, “kick some ass”. He was going to show up right in the middle of ‘them’ and expose them to themselves and the world. He was going to mess up all of their operations. He was going to kick their ass and send them to Hell.

People would be safe and far more than that, based on their trust in him and the distance covered in pursuit and search of him. Many times I found myself laying on a futon couch and slamming my leg and knee into the side as punctuation to the force of the statements. After this until about two or more months ago there was a seldom interrupted period of discomfort and outright pain for me and a wonderment at not seeing what had been so profoundly impressed on me and ‘where the Hell are my blessings’? I have learned that God’s time and my time are not the same. This time is speeding up until divine and human time are soon the same. We are in the initial phase of the blessings period right now.

Around two months ago, a voice came alive in my mind and began to take me through various stages of belief in comments like the following; “It’s about to begin and it is inevitable, no matter what you do and do not do. The only variant is your comfort in the process”, “Rely on me in everything, open, surrender, and realize that I am causing everything that happens ”,“ I am here now. I have always been here but now I am really here, right here, right now”. There were other statements and extended conversations that had to do with variations of this and also, well... a lot of things.

This intensified and intensified until is was happening almost all of the time and which finally led to the first event in which I found myself entirely in another world where what happened was also taking place in this one. I first found myself standing in my yard near the road, apart from and inside of a God named Wesak who was of a certain tribe. He was standing next to Berlusconi and the property was his. He was talking with Berlusconi about Italy and what he did for Italy and about ten grams of Cocaine that authorities had stolen from him ( I know how weird this sounds and should state that no cocaine was ingested by anyone through the whole affair.) . I now know the symbolism of this but it’s not important for the tale. The tale from this point; about 25 days ago in genesis is extremely complicated (covering most of the time between then and now) and I have to be brief.

Berlusconi said he would replace the coke. Wesak was complaining about how he received no respect from Italy and that the Italian people were completely unaware of what he did for them which amounted to a lot; power, money, protection and so on. This led to a twelve hour or more adventure which went up and down my street and all the way (over a kilometer) to the main road. People who lived there surely saw and heard the spectacle of Wesak destroying CIA agents, discovering them hijacking one replacement after another. Out of well over 10 shipments of the drug, Wesak got none and wound up waiting for 3 hours at my front gate until darkness fell. He was swearing he would not go in until he got what he wanted. On the way, parasites that lived in plant life everywhere were destroyed along with many other things. Finally Wesak got angry and started destroying portions of the Earth; all CIA headquarters, Chicago and New York, Paris and London and other things. When this part ended he threatened to destroy whole countries. He didn’t get what he wanted. Do you see the classic paranoid implications of this? I did and I was there at all times. This destruction is being held in completion on the virtual plane and requires only a command to cause it to become actual.

The next morning I woke up and Wesak and I had merged into one person. He was what you might call the subconscious and I the conscious. For four days this accelerated while neighbors went about their business and were right there while I acted out in ways that would have brought an official response many times but brought nothing. I was invested as a certain cosmic character that shows up every 2,000 years or so and elaborate ceremonials occurred. I should add that a close friend of Tony Blair’s lives only a little over a hundred meters down the street and was at home with his family. Quite some action involved his yard. Further up the street is an immense spa under construction and near completion, which is so exclusive that none of the features; restaurant etc; are open to the public. It is being built in a remote area with no conceivable justification for expected success but, on it goes. In the last couple of years some very wealthy people have built some serious living spaces all around. When I got here, none of this, except the spa, was going on.

It was through this and right outside their gates that this whole drama was taking place, night and day and not a word. When Susanne arrived a few days ago with a friend to get me, because she thought I was in severe danger, the neighbors were very friendly and insisting that she come and bring me to some large dinner taking place or something else and were very disappointed, as only Italians can be, that she did not. There was no mention of events which got a lot more frisky as they went along.

I’ll stop here and continue shortly, backtracking on occasion to diagram things I will surely leave out. This part is nothing so you can understand my reluctance to do this. I suggest you look on this as entertainment unless it brings about some other reaction. More to follow.

End Transmission.......

I should add that, unknown to me, I was given my own section at Rense entitled 'Dog Poet Transmitting' and at one point 3 on my essays were listed one after the other at the top of the page as well. This has been going on for a month or two. A few days ago I disappeared entirely from the page while everyone else remained. Nothing has been said or done here or anywhere else connected to me that would have generated this. I mention it because it gets explained a little further on and also to point out that alternative news sites, just like Mass Media are all under the power of the collective reality control with very few exceptions. Some of you may be finding this on one of them.

Part 2

This first sequence continued for four days non stop and impacted on me to the point where I believed it entirely. The night before it ended I was up throughout, in conversation with images of Lord Ganesha, an Avatar twin, Ramana Maharshi and Babaji that came to life and provided me with one of the most memorable evenings of my life until dawn. I should mention that at various points I did not sleep or eat for long periods.

On the afternoon of the third day I was talking to a world leader and sundry in my kitchen when Susanne called on the phone. It was all so real to me by this time that I began recounting it and disturbing her pretty good. I asked her if she wanted to talk to the world leader (yes, you can imagine) and she became even more distressed. I went into the kitchen to find the world leader gone. I came back outside and almost immediately the entire scene dissolved while I was talking to Susanne on the phone. I said goodbye and confronted the nothing that remained. For the rest of the day and until the next morning I was disappointed and depressed beyond anything I had ever experienced and that is saying something. I had known that not only was I who I was told but that I would get to do certain things (long desired) and there were also the elaborate rituals. At this point I thought, “Man, do I have a powerful imagination and Man oh man how could this not be true or at least divinely influenced”? I had never been anywhere near something like this before.

I was destroyed and very unhappy and I was saying so. Suddenly, the man on the beach appeared in my head and this resulted in a twelve hour period of me sitting in my chair and interacting with him. Halfway through, it all looked like a fraud because of a sudden change in the exchange and my bullshit meter ringing off the hook. One thing I don’t do is work over time to convince myself of anything when it looks wrong even when I want it very badly. Then came the reappearance of the real again and several hours of even more convincing exchange in which things were said that I could not have known. This ended in my driving into town and having the whole thing made to appear a charade after being reconvinced that I was who I was told I was in the preceding segment. Imagine my disappointment now.

In the space following this I went to a club frequented by a younger set who were aware of my music and other things and had not seen me in a year. The owner, a young Italian man closed the club, packed up all kinds of drinks and he and some number of those present, male and female, followed me up to the house. The owner could not stay long at all. Something was freaking him out and he had to leave. Several people left with him and then returned and a bacchanalia resulted that I won’t diagram but will say was unlike anything I had ever engaged in and which consisted on me having powers to make near anything happen, according to what I saw in their heads and them being aware of it and fully into what followed. This resulted in certain acts being commanded and carried out by those present for the full entertainment of all present who were watching and leading to all being engaged in one way or another. This was the first time real people became involved and it was all you can imagine and involving all permutations between both sides of the eternal equation of our two different aspects here.

This carried on to another dawn where my disappointment in yet another intensely real event; the man on the beach sequence, not what followed... proving where my real interest lay, left me ruined and wishing death and never having been born. After a protracted agony the man on the beach reappeared and indicated the lamia room of the house as the next stage of occurrences. The words, “everything is changed completely” appeared on the wall next to the entrance along with, “I am here, now, really here” and “It has begun, is happening, is happening right now and is inevitable, no matter what.”

The man on the beach left and I waited through the whole day for something to happen. These same things had been said during the 12 hour sit down where I also waited all through. The next day nothing was happening again and my disappointment was severe and I was then distracted by something that took my attention off of it all. The next thing I knew I was in that room and people began arriving; people from the group at the club and people who had heard about what had happened and entities from all over including my brother Hartley (never encountered before until now) who was shown to be an avatar of all of the physical changes coming. The diagrams of everything coming appeared out of Hartley’s head and it was beyond anything I was capable of. The schematic of the communities to come, the inventions, the social and political realities, the buildings... all the infrastructure was presented for all. I was blown away. What I was told was coming did come and once again it was delayed because of the time difference between human and divine. Suffice to say that Hartley was well beyond anything Da Vinci ever was, or anyone else.

People were coming to see Hartley who had the power to operate sexually through anyone on anyone, as anyone and it became very apparent very soon that Hartley was widely known by rumor and testimony all over the place. A scenario evolved in which Harley demonstrated sexual events through people, not only taking them to states of enjoyment and release that few have ever experienced but also healing them in the process and anyone anywhere who suffered from the same. It was made clear that the primary problem and vehicle of human torment was all associated with a misperception of the sexual force and that this must be healed first before anything could happen. The whole tapestry of all religions was laid out and this point was made blindingly clear.

Somewhere through this it became apparent that the whole of my front yard was filled with entities from divine kingdoms, the lands of myth and legend and extra terrestrials. I had to walk out on to my deck with no pants on, only a shirt and greet them as the entity I had been told I was and which was also the reason for their presence. I was somewhat deranged, having drank only a few beers and thinking as I spoke, how ridiculous I must look. Tara was there with entities too numerous to name and we spoke for a bit. I then said I should probably shut up. I apologized for appearing crazy, comical and so forth and said, “You can’t expect God to conform to your expectations. He’s a lot more like this than he is what you have come to expect of him and yourselves”; quite some number of those there were Gods. I said, “I’ll probably be back and I’ll be sure to have pants on the next time.” This was outrageously funny, most especially for me. The fact is that I didn’t know what had happened to my pants and that wasn’t because of what one might first think.

Shortly after, we became aware of negative aliens and parasite aliens that closed off entrance to my place. It became more and more clear that the entire house and grounds were wired by the Pentagon in concert with the aliens and it was such an intricate affair that it was never settled until just before I left. These presences were operational all up and down the roads and were there from the first event. A space ship appeared in the sky and Hartley knew the pilot who came from a planet that was in charge of all documents and prototypes, all numbers and languages that were used for the construction and maintenance of the universe. He had a weapon on board that could destroy the Pentagon/alien apparatus that was in place. Is this not classic paranoid state as well as evidence of a severe schizophrenic break? This gets proven later when two parts of myself separate and remain so for days, having conversation with one another and so much more.

The action of the alien and the calling forth of my own powers resulted in a massive space war in which at least eight bad alien armadas were destroyed, including entire planets and parasite aliens who, I now know are our biggest problem. Space was completely clear and ships from several systems began to land. The alien who had been helping me whose name sounds something like Devona began to land. He had a beer on board for me and other things but never could land. Finally Hartley said, “He’s afraid, you have too much power.” The power was love. I grew tired of this and told him to get lost and not come back. That got resolved later on.

Okay, this qualifies as another segment. I see there will be no more than 4 now. I’ll put this up following the last one so that all of them will appear as one posting. Now I am going to take a break for some hours. Much backtracking is going to be required. Some things I won’t say but there will be enough for you to imagine what might have happened that I don’t want to talk about. Satan shows up next and gets fully explained. I will say that shortly following all of this I received a jacket that no one could put on and which radiated so much power that people were demanding I put it on to stop their discomfort. I threw it to Satan, effectively giving him the power to control and destroy everything and scaring the shit out of everyone. He just tossed it back to me and I put it on. I kept hearing about his all the way until I left. Later for more... This accounts for about half of the time involved, maybe less.

Part 3

The event with the spaceship was followed by a steady stream of people wandering in the area between the driveway and the walkway at the side of the house. The barrier was back up, knocked down, back up etc. On the night of the event there was a lot of unhappiness about the presence of Satan and The Anti Christ. After my tossing of the jacket of power to Satan I explained who he was. He removed his devil outfit (which was impressive) and I stated he was one of my most powerful angels. He blossomed into the sky in awesome brilliance. I explained that he took this role voluntarily and had the keys and secrets of darkness hidden in his breast and consciously forgot who he was in order to perform in this role.

The anti-Christ came forward and stepped out of his guise and was seen as someone with a terribly burned face. I had died centuries ago and he was saved as a result. He was a bad person at the time and went on to achieve immortality by a particular means and assumed the role. Both of them figured in public communications with me and stated they were my friend. All of what I am supposed to be is explained in the section coming which concerns Mother Nature. I’ll skip the general awareness of this already existing at this point and deal with it there.

A great deal of the time I wasn’t eating or sleeping. By the time Mother Nature appeared I was a mess and because of my appearance (calculated) I was allowed to perform a ritual which treated with M. Nature and unhindered or harassed in the hope that my weakness would result in missed steps in the ritual which would make the ritual impossible by me for a very long time.

For the next several days a lot of things took place in the lamia and were related to the sexual problems of humanity. Hartley was there until the end when he disappeared. I kept saying Hartley was making it all happen. Hartley kept saying I was making it all happen. Hartley was responsible for a lot of the good things that now exist but cannot be seen and would not take credit.

The events in the lamia ended and people were coming from all over. I was waiting for them but no one could get up the road to the house. A woman with green eyes and flaming red blonde hair appeared around the pathway accompanied by several ‘people’. She introduced herself as ‘the’ energy known by many names; the goddess personified in all cultures as Isis, Diana, Demeter and many more. I called her Lady Nature. She said our relationship would be explained after a ritual that she had come here to have me perform. Satan and an angel who had been around me for a very long time, named Gabrielle came into the frequency of sight for all. Gabrielle was attended by a group of angels whose numbers I am not sure of still but which are no more that 11.

When Lady Nature mentioned what she was there for I was instantly awakened and understood that I had loved her for many, many centuries. She told the story of how she had met me long, long ago when I was searching for her in the wild and how she had appeared to me and led me into secret places where we made love and how she had revealed so much to me. She mentioned my congress with Kali in the graveyard and other events that I knew from after my Kundalini event following my encounter with the man on the beach. There was a festive air and she made people laugh when she described my romance with her darker side and how I had gone mad previously and could experience these things without distress. This was in the early afternoon. She and I walked into the yard in back and began the ritual which went on for hours and ended in the early evening. The steps and words were enormously complex. As I came near the end she began to appear in various guises. Hartley was inside me and now was in a carrier bag on the lawn. The ritual expanded to include him. Finally the ritual ended and Lady Nature, glowing and filling the landscape with her presence came forward and said, “I am free”. I handed her her powers and others that I had won through various incarnations.

She came up on the deck with me. The carrier bag was empty and Hartley had gone away. She told the story then to those who were there and to the Native American and other indigenous cultures. She said that I had won avatar status through a continuous series of lives that totaled 300. Later she told me that all of this was allegorical but very real regardless. She said that though the avatar status appeared to be the motive for my taking so many lives and dying for love that it was true but not for the reasons explained.

Earlier that day an attempt was made on my life by those who had corrupted the avatar state in order to replace me with someone else. Twelve attempts were made while I was with her. She lifted the green apple juice that I had and explained its meaning in the ritual and many other things. She said I had done what I had done for the love of her and not as it had appeared and that I had concealed this all through and hidden parts of myself for millennium in order to be where I was today. She began to speak into the internet and across the world to many people and we could hear them responding and the numbers growing.

She told how I had been walking in the meadow several days earlier with someone who I thought was just a person I knew from the neighborhood and what he actually was and how I had looked at the ground and seen her and said, “Is that her”? I trembled when I realized that this had actually happened. A lot of things like this were commonplace. She said I covered my act and just walked on. Later that day I had returned to the place and extended my hand. She had risen out of the ground and we had walked through the meadow under the olive trees and she had kissed me and we had spoken. This had all happened and I had forgotten. She appeared at places around the planet and to Bholanath where she revealed something of her being. This is one reason I had contacted him on that night when everyone was gone.

She told how what had happened in America and many other places was all because her powers had been stolen and could only be recovered by what I did and at great risk to all. When she told me what people were responsible for this you can already guess who they are so I will not say. I had been performing the avatar ritual for several days and that was an amazing bit of work which I will describe in the comments section in a few days. She told me I should speak to Lord Surya and gain his voluntary assistance. I went out on the deck and raised my hands to the sun and he flat out blew me away... he turned me into liquid gold and I have never had a period of ecstasy like it. I gave him certain powers that I had and he was very pleased. He said he would track my movements and assist me.

Lady Nature told the people that I had given her half of my powers to act with others in the saving of the planets and the people. She told how the return of her powers guaranteed the return of the lands and cultures of indigenous peoples and I could see various Native Americans watch the return of the sacred buffalo to the plains. Many things like this happened then. There were a great deal of tears and rejoicing.

I was beaten and exhausted and trapped into a ritual by one of the people who had accompanied her and driven to where I could not even stand only to learn that this person was abusing me from jealously concerning the lady. I drove them from the property with some violent actions. These were actual people, not entities.

Earlier Lady Nature revealed my angels and it came around to my asking for them to be my companions. They were about to be freed from service. Because they wanted to stay and because, you can just imagine that I wanted them, god gave them to me. Not a moment has passed since then that Gabrielle is not sitting beside me. She has all the equipment of angels and a face of porcelain with enormous eyes that are reminiscent of the faces of aliens that we have all seen. She now has a human face as well. I am leaving out a lot but we will pick up the final segment with the night when I was near destroyed. I had not eaten or slept and was burned out by the ritual with Lady Nature. She had left (I thought) to go among her people and was to return. My voice had nearly gone and was no more than a croak so that I could not perform protective rituals. Everyone was gone and I was alone inside the house. Poncho was nearby by unable to help.

I will take some time at the end of the next and final segment to backtrack and insert many things which have not appeared. I will explain where Lady Nature now is and how where she was in the final days insured my safety and led to (I thought) amazing events and the destruction of a nasty little nation whose name leaps to any mind anywhere.

Part 4 will be the most dramatic of the segments because of things that I discovered of which I had previously been unaware and because I know the reader will instantly go, "Of course!" It will probably be tomorrow before I finish. I am sorry that there is a lot of atmosphere and other things missing from this segment. I could not paint this as a living picture because of the effect it would have on me. I will sort that out in the backtrack which will be an additional segment.

Part 4

So, I was in the house after a day of pure exhaustion not having slept or eaten and I found myself making croaking noises as if I had a respiratory problem. I knew something was wrong but I thought it was just an extension of the crushing fatigue. While sitting in my chair in my office I found myself crying out. It was some time before I actually heard what I was saying. I was saying, “Help me”, please help me” over and over. This seemed very odd to me. I wasn’t frightened but apparently part of me was. I kept moving from my chair to the bed in the lamia and back. Then I would go outside to the walkway at the side of the house. I was expecting someone but they never came.

I knew I had to relax and that I could and that would happen and then I would be up and moving through the circuits again. My mind focused on the circular light in the center of the fan on the ceiling. This is where God would talk to me, here and on the wall of the kitchen above a shelf that had been built there. Any elementary psychology student could see volumes with this. It can be assumed that I was aware of all of that all through. I could not hear God now and knew the communication had been compromised. It had happened before. If anything was scary it was the mute light above that had been the source of so much illumination about the situation but was now a menacing object.

Before this began and after the 12 hour sits with the man on the beach I had had a long interaction with God at the wall and this was so informing and unique that it did much to aid my belief in everything that followed. I often remembered it. The night before, a beautiful girl arrived who had an aura of unusual power. She said I had rescued her in Milan some years ago when she was 13 and had become the sexual toy of an aging vampire in the fashion business where she had begun employment. I remembered it all but never questioned that I had never been to Milan except in recent time. When I rescued her it was by spiritual extension operating at a distance and I was shown how I had done a lot of this and still do but don’t know about it. I killed this man to free her and made it possible for her to move in the environment of powerful men, heads of state and to cause all sorts of mischief among them. She now looked about 16 but was obviously older. Everyone in the room was aware of her. She took off her top and turned her back to me and there was an electric glowing tattoo there over the whole surface of the skin. She was the manifestation of my Kundalini and had arrived with the man on the beach. He was me in the future and she was his lover in some arcane way.

Later it turned out that everyone was a fraud and my enemy and then later that turned out not to be true either. Strange individuals began to arrive at different times and to make requests to conduct business with my permission. Some of them were practitioners of what we might call evil but who were much preferable to those operating now. One of them brought a gypsy girl as a gift and she kept trying to embrace me. When I let her she began to change my state of being. I tossed her aside and told them I didn’t want her. They were surprised. They thought any man would want the changes that came from having congress with this girl. It conferred powers in the darker realms. My Kundalini told them I already had these.

I woke up the morning after the terrible attack and remembered that I had written several people about my situation. Help had come in the night. As soon as I awoke I knew there was something very bad about to happen. I ran outside and called to the sun although I could only whisper. He came into my mind and I asked if he could restore my voice. Amazingly he did and it stayed present for some hours until it went away once the danger was gone. I am only now getting it back via the healing efforts of Lady Nature who told me she doesn’t do miraculous cures except in certain situations and that real time healing is what I get.

I asked the sun what was happening and he told me that Lady Nature was again confined but still in possession of her powers though unable to use them and that my angels were compromised due to sacrifices made on my behalf prior to the activities of the previous night. Satan was also bound. The sun freed all of them and everyone arrived. The sun cleared them and found all sorts of traps. I should mention that though Satan seemed very helpful through everything and would often tell people who thought they were in a position to hurt me that he worked for me, which blew their minds. Evil serves the one like anything else. It did turn out that he was not my friend and a more correct relationship followed (grin). The angel within was my friend but the outer casing of an eternal verity was not.

Because we were able to free everyone and because the sun accomplished it in a way that kept this information secret we were able to not only stop what the evil alien-Israeli and puppet leaders were up to but to fuck them badly in ways they did not realize until too late.

I had been having a hard time understanding how things I was doing like eliminating all pollution and conferring gifts upon existence were seen and then not seen, happened and then seemed not to have happened and there had been a constant pressure for me to publicly announce these things. It is lucky for me that this was of no importance because I would look like a loon now; as if I didn’t already. Then I was shown, due to a ritual all of us engaged in when Lady Nature and the angels were freed... then I saw what is really happening. The real danger to natural life on this planet comes from alien intelligence and ancient forces on the inner planes which are allied with Israel which is an instrument of evil and whose people are the children of the devil. This, the devil made plain to all of us. Due to magical powers possessed by the aliens and ancient forces and which involve technology and occult powers there is a curtain that has descended on the minds of all humanity... good and bad and it radiates a controlled reality. It veils and often consumes positive acts as if they never happened.

I saw this in action many times and could not defeat it in the beginning. It is now broken. This mechanism is broken and only continues due to focused concentration by these forces which cannot rebuild it and focus too. This came about by accident it seems when I suddenly turned and let go all of the force I had at them eight times until it seemed I had no force left and then let go with a large reserve. This was facilitated by my associates.

A lot happened that I can’t remember right now or can’t say or which has been edited by whoever does that in my case. At one point Susanne called on the phone to tell me she had seen what was happening in the lamia (grin) and that she thought it was beautiful. That seriously impressed me. Then she had called during the ritual with Lady Nature; actually the exhaustion ritual that followed and I had handed the phone to that fellow who had engineered it and told him to tell her all was fine etc. He let the phone lay there. Two days later I am sitting in the chair in the lamia when I see our dog Lily walk by. What the Hell? Is it her or... then I knew. I walked outside and Susanne was there with a companion that we knew who had dropped what he was doing to come with her. They had driven 1400 K. Susanne thought I was in terrible danger. I was sitting in the chair drinking a beer. She couldn’t believe I looked as good as I did and although the things I told them were, shall we say, incredible, it was apparent that I was rational in all the important ways.

Over the next 3 days everything integrated and Susanne spoke with neighbors and whatever it all was it wasn’t insanity or even negative. As is often the case, Susanne does not believe in any of what I take as reality but she has seen too much to discount it. The case of Poncho is compelling as he is completely changed and many characteristics gone and replaced by new ones. The companion who accompanied her was more and more curious and believing as I went along. We drove back in the most rapid and effortless journey ever taken and experienced time distortions that were incredible. Changes in me and the dogs and other things are impossible to explain in normal rational ways. The power of the reality control curtain interposes frequently but is no match for the glaring reality that something supernatural occurred and is occurring.

I should mention that, after the ritual when Lord Surya freed everyone, Lady Nature went inside me and is there now and has been every minute. She rises to greet me every time we go into Nature and it’s quite and event. My inviting her inside caused a lot of things to happen that the dark side could not prevent or figure out because when they looked she always was found sitting outside. She’s already provided some amazing evidence of her power to formerly disbelieving individuals which makes this present environment amusing to say the least and much more than that. I find myself in an enviable position of having the uniqueness of this state confirmed regularly and this is the sole reason for my writing this because I know it will be confirmed at any time when it is important and no matter who may be present.

I go now shortly to a serious solstice celebration and will be gone tonight or tomorrow morning so there will be a couple of days of nothing happening here as far as posting comments or such. Meanwhile, carry on and I will think about backtracking the event and anything additional which I will have up today and maybe a Smoking Mirrors too; got to do the radio show also... busy... busy (grin). And a little ‘nevermore’ as well as some, ‘so what’ and a little ‘watch where we are this time next week and see if it doesn’t all go back to what we call normal no matter what anyone thinks’.

To those dumbfounded by this or generally inclined to disbelief I say, “sorry but that’s how it is”. I also state what I have said a number of times recently, “Go ask Nature. Ask within... confront all of this in your own way and see if some of you don’t get a reaction in some shape or form. This isn’t just happening to me. My case is a little unique in that my whole life has been about this but not unique in relation to others and do watch what now happens in the world. It’s about to go nova in a lot of different ways. I’ll be in and out through the day.

Remember we are talking about a span of almost two months and the intense part covering nearly a month of non stop activity.

Part 5 (Backtracking)

This is the backtracking post that concludes the event I passed through recently in Italy. It’s good I get this done now because it’s about to start happening again. I must say that I am looking forward to it. I know a lot of people would cringe at the return of such a thing but it just excites me in a way that few things do.

What I didn’t mention but which was much discussed some weeks before the events detailed here was the Kundalini event that resulted in my hardly sleeping at all for two weeks. After this most recent event I sleep a great deal (grin). I have no idea what to expect in the next one. I’m still tripping over RJ mentioning Wesak who was the God I met (or was inside of) on the first morning when the first series of events began. Apparently Wesak is the celebration of the Buddha’s birthday and his enlightenment. Some say his death too.

Between the Kundalini experience and the beginning of the first of the series of events in the most recent period of extra dimensional activity there was a period of about ten days of pretty constant conversation that had to do with what was coming up. My previous understanding of these kinds of things was that it’s always in the future somewhere and likely to just integrate back into the dance. I was wrong. It came upon me much faster than I expected, if I expected it at all and this is all connected to my hearing, “I’m here now. Yes, I’ve always been here but in a dreaming state except for those exceptional moments but now I am here, right here, right now and I’m going to be.” Then in the event came the additions of “Everything is changed now. Everything is different. Everything is really changed.” And, “It has begun. It’s happening right now and it is inevitable no matter what you do. Nothing can stop or alter it. The only differences lie in how you perceive it and that is soon made as positive as can be.”

During most of the experiences, I was performing a ritual of power which had me standing in the back of the property (after I found out it had been rendered ineffective close to the house and then my voice was made near inaudible as well). I would stand with my legs apart, just beyond my shoulders and with my hands palms inward by my thighs, sweep my arms inward and all the way around over my head in circles for each, crossing over each other and resulting in palms outward as my hands came even with my shoulder and returning inward as they returned downward and say, “In the name of the avatar”. Then I would do two more sweeps while saying, “By the power of the avatar”. Then, with my right hand like a knife held pointing outward I would state what I wanted accomplished, bringing my knife of a hand down and pressing the request into a container of sorts, followed by two more sweeps where the phrase, “By the power of the avatar” followed by my bending over toward the Earth and slashing downward with my right and sometimes my left hand as well, say, “Make it happen, right here, right now, make it real right now, right here” or permutations to that effect. I found that I had left this part out on some occasions or forgotten its need and couldn’t understand why nothing happened. One of my companions (probably Elder God) set me straight and all I had to do was another ritual which stated the inclusion of things being held on the virtual plane. I got all sorts of things done and was sure they had happened. I could see and feel the evidence and then find that it was gone and it hadn’t happened.

I told someone to go to the pope and recite “Sete viome, Sete Viomo’_ (not sure that is correct) followed by “pederaste pope” 3 times. The person was virtually visible to me and when he did this... saying this at the gate of the Vatican and at all points through brought him directly to the Pope. The Pope said, “Tell Visible hello” or something like that and I found myself with the pope and Satan (whom he served) standing by a piece of ground that was not where I was but it was all happening for my viewing there and The Pope made certain pronouncement over the ground and it became apparent that whatever was buried there was now accessible. I knew otherwise and told those I left to guard it not to attempt to retrieve what was in the ground because it would instantly kill them and send them to Hell. Someone didn’t listen to me.

I showed up in front of various world leaders and behind the scenes controllers with Satan and had some interesting chats. At each place I would turn to Satan and ask, “Who do you work for?” and he would say, “You. You are my employer.” Which would seriously freak out whoever I was talking to because they thought Satan was an independent agent. His job, a cosmic one, was to encourage the evil in the hearts of men and to be the witness and prosecuting attorney at the end of the road which might come at any time.

I turned into a young lady at one point while still a man and felt all of the sensations that attend that role. At one point I went all the way down the road as her to where the main road (still a back road- over a kilometer away) is the top bar of a T. and back in a state of high distress because of all the alien and parasite energies and powers that stopped all traffic and the delivery of things I asked for. Later there was a break between me and myself so that I had conversations with myself and also found myself saying the same thing in unison. Other times one of us would tell a story that either of us knew had happened to us, not some other person and then realize that we were the same person. This got forgotten a lot and led to several amusing experiences. In one of them I thought he was John Cusak.

He would go into stores with me and then disappear into the back part of me though I would still be talking to him. No one seemed to notice anything. He was part of a long conversation with Obama and others during which Obama was thinking of having me killed and I pointed out to him that everyone who tried wound up killing themselves. That didn’t seem to have any impact on him even though he knew I couldn’t be harmed. I was able to enter him telepathically and found that he was much more evil than I had imagined, a real psychopath who had done some horrible things. All of these nogoodnicks had done terrible things to children. I had the hidden history of everyone at my finger tips and I told him what I knew and told him that I wouldn’t release this info unless he annoyed me by trying to kill me. Someone tried it while he and I and others were sitting there in my office. I felt it and commented on it.

I saw the whole new world coming in virtual reality and how Hartley had designed communities for all sensibilities and how the communities could ban all sorts of behavior they didn’t like so that everyone with certain predilections and tastes wound up together. People could go anywhere but they were aware that they were only tolerated up to a point in other neighborhoods. Evil had its own neighborhoods where anything goes and you could hire protection or buy immunity in various ways. It was always trying to spread but I had my eye on it in a certain way and always caught it. I realized that due to a cosmic pattern that evil had been allowed to grow and grow and grow until the avatar had to come and destroy it using evil to perform it on itself. I eliminated this and made it so that evil had no parity ever and could not grow beyond a certain small size. Hartley set up financial limits on what anyone could have and after that people seeking to acquire fortunes had to work for the good of all without remuneration. The gods were impressed with our methods. I also had to destroy a lot of the old Gods with a ritual that Lady Nature knew and which we performed while they were busy collaborating with evil to effect my demise. This had a profound affect on life and the general emotional and psychic atmosphere to a wonderful degree.

I destroyed a certain country and all of its inhabitants. It came down to certain verities in which I saw this was the most effective thing and I really didn’t have a choice. I then gave the country to the previous inhabitants. This was accomplished on the virtual and I was made to understand that it was now a fait accompli that would be initiated when the time came and that it was made possible by breaking the back of evil and the controllers during a period of intense application. Now it only exists through the agency of a focused concentration by those on the inner planes who are in the process of being swept out into the manifest and into the physical bodies of those they were controlling for the purpose of judgment. Les Visible, whom I no longer was, made out very well but we won’t go into that. I was able to exist as him and as what I had become through the release of certain forces and other things locked up inside me in things like chests and which I was given to understand that every human also possessed.

There were a whole lot of scenarios like this including a tearful reunion with my close friends the dolphins and that was something to behold as they did all kinds of things in the ocean to demonstrate something. It turns out that they are the repository for certain benevolent alien intelligences and I proclaimed a unchangeable law of immediate application for anyone who sought to harm them. I was crying so hard during this event that I could hardly manage what I had to do. There followed communications with all of the other creatures and Lord Ganesh showed up near the end in a tuxedo and we would stroll up and down the road outside my property that dead ends at one point and we had some amazing conversations and he said he was going to bring The Devic Realm to me and that he was going to make all kinds of things happen that I had long dreamed of and he told me to consider him a friend and that he was aware of me all through the five years or so when I was very regularly chanting through the day a particular Ganesh chant that, for some reason I cannot remember at the moment... oh there it is... Om hari Sri ganapatiyay nama avig namos du.. which isn’t written like that but sounds like that.

I realize I could add all sorts of events about Gabrielle and the angels, Lady Nature, Elder (inner) God and others but this gives a good idea. There were also entities that would appear behind me that had no affiliation with anything and were mysterious to everyone and who inexplicably began to do things of their own accord. Time to stop now. Thus ends what I intend to say about this except that it continues to the present moment sans the active altered dimensional states which are due to begin happening again as soon as tomorrow. And so it goes.