Dog Poet Transmitting.......
‘May your noses always be cold and wet’.
We’ve had a time of it around here lately. I was informed that I am a high level CIA operative with all kinds of sneaky powers. I don’t know how all of this could have been going on right under my nose but… I do have a large nose (grin).
We took some steps at The Petri Dish to distance ourselves from the immediate contemplation of churning disinfo and I declare it a success. I’m not a fan of Aleister Crowley but I remember a particular tale about him that is in agreement with the way I understand certain things. Once he was under attack by another magician or collective of them. What he did was to go to a Charlie Chaplin double feature. As his mind was engaged on the comedy, the spell was unable to find him and had to return to its owner. Something like this is good to keep in mind.
We give things importance by making them important and often they are not. Humor is a valuable tool, with a great deal of defensive capacity. We should carry it with us at all times. Negative publicity can be a very good thing, especially if it is ridiculous to the degree that no one that counts is dumb enough to believe in it. Invariably, the performance of such things turns upon the wielder, especially if the wielder has a greater public profile than the target under attack. There are mysterious forces at work in the cosmos and certain things set them in motion. That’s happening right now.
There is a man in Japan that is asking the world to pray for the healing of the waters at Fukushima. Masaru Emoto wants you to pray at noon, your time, wherever you are. That seems like something I can do, have done; noon has come and gone here. Unfortunately, I wrote this yesterday but prayer is always good.
I’ve been thinking about Japan these past days and wondering why I wasn’t feeling more empathy. I tried to remind myself of all the things Japan has given to us. Some of us realize Japan’s contributions more than others because the contributions enter into our lives. I thought about Japanese food and that special, simple spirituality that is a part of the culture, martial arts, the honesty and natural humility of the Japanese people; their tea ceremonies and other things; how they revere honor. It is true that Japan, like India and other places has been corrupted to a degree by the suffocating materialism of the times. The whole world is swallowed up in the glut of useless things, which adds up to useless lives.
Life in more enlightened times has purpose. There is a reason and a meaning. In times like these we are living for the pursuit of things; temporary pleasures and prayers for convenience. We want it quicker, easier and cheaper. You learn the meaning of emptiness when you fill your life with things.
This situation in Japan is a disaster of epic scale. Perhaps millions will die from the fallout and contamination. The injury to the ocean and its inhabitants and the memory of what they did to the Gulf of Mexico, does not bode well for the human race. What hasn’t been mentioned much is that the tsunami wiped out a good portion of Japan’s fishing industry. Their agriculture has taken a serious hit as well. They’re in a lot of trouble and I want my heart to resonate with these people but there’s some kind of detachment in the air. Is it too big to get a grasp on? I don’t know but I’m trying to have my heart swallow my head and make me aware that these are human beings going through terrible trauma.
All around the world some permutation of war and want is in operation. Here we are in the 21st Century and we’re not even out of the Stone Age on some important levels. It’s only a matter of time before larger and more disturbing events come to pass. April looms ominous in potential and I keep thinking about that Ring of Fire, making its way to California. Our sensitivity is being deadened by these things; more so by the culture of conspicuous consumption itself.
All over the world, corporations are asking themselves, “How can I profit from this”? There are not too many things uglier than Disaster Capitalism.
I sit here and wait. Something’s coming; quite a few somethings are coming. We can’t go back and fix the past. We have to march forward in the fulfillment of it and the air is fraught with an eerie sensation of whatever is going to happen next. I shift in my seat. I search the atmosphere above my head. I’m looking but I don’t see.
Okay, it’s the next day. I don’t know why I didn’t get this up yesterday; fielding too many questions probably and this is going to be hodge podge here. Let me devote the last of this post to a few declarations. As the regular visitor knows, the discounters and anonymous flame throwers are rare here and that probably sums the whole thing up better than anything one can say about it, but some things can be said and then left for time and circumstance to credit or discredit. Sooner or later a person reveals what needs to be known about them one way or the other. Prior to that, everything is speculations, trimmed out by faith on the one hand and doubt on the other.
Claims are made about me, mostly good but there’s the occasional WTF that comes in out of the woodwork, as if it got caught between the centuries and arrived in the wrong time zone. Sometimes accusations are thrown around, with no more evidence than that someone got out of a trap being set for them. This is like the old test for witches. Throw her into the water, if she sinks, she’s innocent. If she floats, she’s a witch. In the meantime, I want to point out some glaring evidence that uses observation and objective reasoning to reach a conclusion that looks like it has some meat on its bones.
What do you call someone who is on a relentless hunt for psychopaths but who uses all of the characteristics of one in the effort? What do we make of someone who toys with people like they are lab rats in an experiment? Think about it. Read up on the definition of a psychopath and see if you come to the conclusion I have come to. It sure looks to me like Torquemada looking for the possessed.
Every life is going to be subject to questions. Name anyone from Torquemada to Jesus Christ and you will see that they had enemies and that their enemies usually reflected the opposite of the endeavors in which they were engaged. You definitely can tell someone by their enemies; by the lack of and the number of them as well.
If your heart tells you something and you’ve had ample time for experience and reflection, go with your heart. Your mind is the question machine and until that machine has been stilled, the heart can’t cook it into something golden. Most people know what the truth is because it leaves an impact on them. It affects them and stays with them. That’s a sure guide through the uncertainties that come by following the ever changing bends of the river of life.
The people who come here and have been coming here know what’s going on. They’ve tested it against themselves and it’s made the right sounds, the way coins ring when they hit the ground. Remember that everything that happens here, or anywhere, is for the purpose of demonstration. Certain people show up at certain times, for certain reasons. The thing to do is to look closely at it all and see what it tells you. Some may feel we’ve gone on a little long about this but it’s part of the moment we are in and it’s my duty to get people to look more closely at things, because they are not always about what they appear to be about. There are agendas at work and sometimes they are the agendas of the unseen.
Please remember that, for the most part here and earlier, in consideration of this subject I have used mostly generalities. In some cases I haven’t even mentioned names. It’s not about that. It’s about trends and everyone here is going to be rewarded according to their faith or lack of it. Many of you find that you’ve got a lot more faith than you did and that your optimism has begun to show itself where, before, you saw no reason for optimism at all. We’ve come, by degrees, to a certain place that seems to have happened all by itself.
The situations that have appeared recently are not going to go away. They’re here for a reason; a good reason. They are here for the purpose of demonstration, just as we are. Given the year we are in, you aren’t going to have to wait long for anything. It’s going to show up to such a degree you may well wonder where you are and who you are and that’s the point too. Be grateful for these adventures. They are here to show us something and you’re not going to be disappointed. You’re actually going to be surprised. It’s time to focus more on letting go so that what carries you can make it’s presence more known. I get weary sometimes and overwhelmed more and more of late, because of the increase of activities here, but I know it’s all just part of the general sorting out. Enjoy the ride.
'Peace' is track no. 4 of 10 on Visible's eponymous 'Les Visible' Music Album
Lyrics (pops up)