Thursday, October 20, 2011

Disinfo Agents, Oprah Graduates and Whatever May Be True

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

Welcome to the beginning of the end of the world. Perhaps it is the end of the beginning. Much that is old and familiar is soon going to be young and new because you can’t have the end of the world without the beginning of the world. Spring follows winter or it always used to. As has been stated here many times and other places a number of times, this is not just the end and beginning of an ordinary age. This is the end and beginning of a grand cycle of around 26,000 years. You’re either looking at ‘cool, clear water’ or a relatively brief, ‘hot time in the old town tonight’. You’re looking at something, one way or another, or you’re not seeing anything at all. I turn and sing the lines, “What’s it all about Alfie”? Alfie’s our one-eyed dog, rescued from the streets of Cisternino, Italy. He had begun following Susanne around during one of her rare visits there; infection fluids leaking from his recently injured eye. He’s the smartest of all the dogs and that’s clear, if only that he had the good sense to follow the right person at the right time. He’s also the only one that will just push open a door if it can be pushed open. I tend not to mention things idly.

The long awaited, uncertain of occurrence; transitions, dimensional portals, shape-shifting of worlds, crashing of systems, grand summing up, cosmic judgments and whatever you’ve itemized according to wishes, prognostications, computations and the like are now looking in at us through a glass darkly. Dates arise here and there, 11-11-11 and 12-21-12 and all of the Nostrildamian-like projections being made by all and sundry. How real is real? How false is false and how uncertain everything that lies between? We’ll find out.

The Occupy Wall Street Crowd; that un-co-opted portion of the entity, are unerringly hitting all of the necessary pedals and cylinders most appropriate to the heart of desirable change. It’s uncanny how they are hitting all the right buttons and engaging in constantly shifting spokes-organs and representatives. Vested interests and bloated caricatures are being pushed to the sidelines or generally ignored. When they do get a moment here and there they look like what they are, while being lit by surreal lights. The Michael Moore’s; Geraldo Rivera’s, Move-on dot orgs, and the rest of the seedy bunch, who purport to reveal truth, while avoiding the important aspects are looking like what they are.

My disappointment with Michael Moore has increased at about the same rate as his waistline; all the things he could have said but didn’t. There were all those important realities that were the serious things that he just bypassed like a true disinfo guy; focusing on the peripheral, while ignoring the inescapable. You may disagree with this but those who have hurt us the most are those most in a position to help who did otherwise. It’s like pointing out that McDonald’s has too much salt in their food, while skirting the fact of the armed gunmen in the parking lot or the bomb in the restroom.

Okay, it is Origami and I’ve had the habit, of late, in getting too temporal when there are already blogs for that. However, the truth is that physics and metaphysics meet at the hairline and the temporal and the spiritual are just two states of being that interplay thru every day, depending on your focus. You can see one or the other but they are both the same, only you are different. That probably doesn’t make a whole lot of sense but then you should investigate the essential, relative and absolute difference between energy and matter.

There are a lot of things I consider priorities that I seldom, make that never, see mentioned in the temporal or the spiritual sense such as the nature, force and relative importance of Love to all of the other desirable potencies and qualities. In my viewscreen spectrum, they all emerge from Love and are varying, limited expressions of it. Then there is the relative importance of the various qualities and whether some still further emerge from each other. This has critical importance in respect of what you go after first. The same is true in the manifest sense with the ordinary qualities that all of us have some portion or lack of.

I’ve read many books on the subject of what is unseen and how that relates to what you can see. I’ve seen thousands of books that I haven’t and won’t read, which promise me the answer. I encounter endless expressions of someone’s new modality/religion/scam that guarantee me some form of liberation that usually results in one’s liberation from their finances, reason or property. I come across web sites and individuals with endless package deals for the cruise ship to godhead, stopping off in various ports on the way and providing whatever duty free acquisitions they figure you’ll be wanting.

I used to walk into new-age/spiritual bookstores and it wasn’t long before I was laughing out loud and often acting out, if I happened to be accompanied by a foil/companion because I felt like I had to. I documented an event of this sort in my book “The Darkening Splendor of an Unknown World” happening in an upcountry Maui bookstore. It was relatively accurate.

I’ve seen all kinds of trinkets, amulets, visualization and fortune telling cards of various bullshit provenances. I’ve seen men and women dressed in all white or all black; sometimes they were kung fu outfits that operated in lieu of actual experience at kung fu. I’ve listened to one Oprah graduate who drones on like a hive of low frequency bees and who has nearly put me to sleep each time. I listened to him more than once because I still can’t figure out why people write me to recommend this hack, who repeats everything I’ve already heard from people who said it better, pretty much across the board. I’ve seen him charging 50 dollars a pop AND UP to drone on and on to people. I haven’t gotten an original thought out of the cat yet and if I sounded and spoke like he does, I wouldn’t. All I can figure is that he has some kind of a destiny thing that makes the hollow ring like it contains something besides empty, numbing rhetoric. I am actually being kind here. Earlier in the day I would have been much more cutting but it’s not early days any more.

I understand having your airfare covered if you are going somewhere for people to hear you talk- but then driving, taking a train or a bus to other locations, to amortize the expense- and charging a token admission and writing books or producing anything that people might want because it does them some good; at least in their minds ...but there’s a limit, in my mind, to what’s fair. I can understand Springsteen tickets costing hundreds of dollars because that many people want to get in. I figure that means, or for me it would, a certain amount of free concerts and surprise, small venue, appearances to balance it out but, that’s just me and I’m not The Bruce, or The Boss as the case may be.

I always figured you did things for free and the universe would figure out a way to take care of you and maybe even reward you, if you deserved it, later on. I’m going to be doing some speaking tours and related things soon so I have to think about that; about what’s fair and reasonable and how much faith to put in the all knowing, all doing, all being, instead of letting ambitious people decide that for me, or possibly even worse, deciding it myself.

The thing is that the lid and the protective blankets are coming off everyone and everything and it’s the best of times to actually want to do the right thing and be a genuinely good human being. How many of us accomplish that?

A few years ago, I had a mind-blowing insight (my take on the matter) where I saw that everything was a matter of degrees. It’s the degrees that make all the difference. Right and wrong and all the other polarities are relative and often not even what they claim to be in a true sense but only exist under those titles for our satisfaction, justification and profit. Things are not what they seem. We’ve all heard that but it’s mostly an intellectual take that we have and not a visceral awareness. First we lie to ourselves as a matter of self-interest and then we lie to others and the universe enables us as a feature of our destiny toward epiphany regarding this. I think that’s where I want to end this at today.


End Transmission.......

Visible sings: Color Ball by Les Visible♫ Foolish Pride ♫
'Foolish Pride' is track no. 10 of 12 on Visible's 2007 album 'Color Ball'
Lyrics (pops up)

Color Ball by Les Visible

32 comments:

Neko Kinoshita said...

The connections between the visible and invisible keep tripping me up. But then, that is probably just more lessions I have yet to learn.

Keep howling dog, I'll be echoing with my own humble yowls from here in the cul-de-sac.

Meow,

Richard said...

More and Mas Visibe, you are on a roll lately, please keep on keeping on.

Years ago I gave talks and instructions for free, on occasion receiving the cost of the air fare, or costs of gas when I went by my car. Then people, the organizers usually, started insisting that there are additional charges, all part of the New Age movement or better said the new Bullshit movement co-opted by the Jesuits, some of whom were at the talks and instructions in hope of receiving the oral and mental transmission of practices that they wanted to access and of course corrupt.

It seems that in the material world the monetary cost establishes 'value', that being the mindset. So what for many centuries used to cost a thousand ounces of gold, for those who had not made a true commitment, now given for free on other continents and cultures, for many was just another 'event' in their 'spiritual windows hopping' activity. Even Hollywood types would comment in some shock that for a tidbit of instruction received in hollywood they would pay a quarter million per person to a certain Ni, who, when someone would get in real difficulty, would ask for three million from the family for 'rescue' activity. Dollars or better 'said federal reserve notes' of course.

For what it's worth, thirty six years later, the only face to have to answer to is the one in the mirror, and the light in the eyes should reflect the lightness of heart. May be a useful 'yardstick' , even for someone who by his stay in Europe uses meters.

May the Rose Garden of your Heart always be in Bloom, fed by the early morning Dew. Shiva / Shakti Tango is ON.

Woof woof from the Dog Nation.
P.S. The word verification is ' gameter', various plays on words with this one.

Richard

Erik said...

Heh Vis,

Alfie, the "One eyed, for the Love of it, dogged door pushing dog ..." now that's (again) priceless poetry (grin)

Anonymous said...

"...this hack, who repeats everything I’ve already heard from people who said it better, pretty much across the board."

Well said in describing most people I know. Er... well... wish I didn't. (c;

That's why we come here to these blogs.... to get something original, fresh and nourishing... and... and... tasteful. (c;

Those other bastards tend to piss me off. That, of course, gives me something to work on in myself. Cause these hacks aren't worth it.

Go Les. All ya gotta do is be yourself.

PoTai

Visible said...

As soon as I figure out who that is you'll be seeing a lot more of him. At present he just shows up without my knowledge (grin).

Anonymous said...

I went to Occupy L.A. last weekend with the wifey. Lots of good peeps from every corner of society.
Good vibe - I think it's the real deal Les.

JR

Anonymous said...

Even the most enlightened are largely in the dark about their deepest, truest selves...until the veil of this short life is completely lifted and we are, if we have not merited otherwise, face to face with our first cause and our last end, Being Itself. Godspeed to all... Eamon :)

Tom Lowe said...

"As soon as I figure out who that is you'll be seeing a lot more of him. At present he just shows up without my knowledge (grin)."


It has to be Birdbrain.

Visible said...

I don't know Birdbrain but I'm glad someone is familiar with him. He won't be so lonely.

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

If they put my brain in a bird it would fly backwards.

RobinH said...

Whoops - put it on the wrong blog:
So they got Gaddafi - even though at the start if this war of tptbs they stated this was not their intention.
We will all be judged by our actions including those in tptb and also the msm too - fear not.
Had to return to bed for a couple of hours - enduring an exhausting chesty man flu -
Soldier on!
Imagine
Last night I had the strangest dream
I'd ever dreamed before.
I dreamt the world had all agreed
To put and end to war.
And the papers they were signing said
They'd never fight again.
Emmanuel
God is with us........
Live love and peace ;)
Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

Anonymous said...

The way I see it, if something that can be said in a few brief, concise paragraphs has to become a long-winded book, then you've completely lost me. Since waking up, my patience and attention span for any of these phonies has disappeared. It seems that the same is happening to millions of other people as well. The OWS movement is calling all these same phonies and 'pc organizations' out on their bullshit one by one. Good! They should all become irrelevant and join the ranks of the unemployed.

Great post Les. You are the real deal and your words are like an elixir to my soul.

E.B.

13 Muluc said...

I used to know a Scientologist. I asked him why he chose to belong to that religion. He told me that he believed "you get what you pay for" so he decided to join the most expensive religion he could find. I wish I could say he was kidding, but he wasn't.
The rule I follow is: You don't have a right to sell what doesn't belong to you. Anyone with even a passing acqaintance with Truth, knows that She is no one's intellectual property.

Lee said...

Hello Les and others here. Last week was a really strange one for me. I got a divorce notice, a parking violation notice, verbal abuse from people I live with and more. I went for a walk about which I tripped and fell in a ditch. It was dark and I drank a lot of beer earlier. Next day I tried to start my broken down car, which almost ran over me.

I attended a funeral in San Jose during the weekend for the president of the local Hells Angels who was murdered in a casino. You may have heard about it. After our crew left, there was a shooting. We missed it by 20 minutes and on the same spot where we stood.

After the crappy week I had, I was somewhat hoping a stray bullet would end it for me, but no.

There has to be some reason for all of this, I can't explain.

However, the next day our club had a barbecue and I met a couple of very attractive young women there. That, and a blessing from the local HA president, was a much needed sigh of relief.

Lee'Geno

aka Naj Tenoch-chitlan

Blessings to all of us.

Anonymous said...

I just got done reading this.

http://thinkprogress.org/security/2011/10/19/347624/the-emergency-committee-for-israel-palestinians-savages/

Which made me go. "hold on a second....aren't they being anti semitic to a semitic race (if this story is true).

So i went to look it up on miriam/webster and this is the 1st definition listed

1: of, relating to, or constituting a subfamily of the Afro-Asiatic language family that includes Hebrew, Aramaic, Arabic, and Amharic

Then I came and read this latest post here and seems to gel in some DEGREES :P

Although probably more so in your pot calling the kettle black piece.

So it begs the question in my mind, "can this be considered full circle now?", the fake semites openly, and verbally, and publicly, being anti-semitic to a real semitic population.

Because you can not get any more obvious than that.

A THEORETICALLY FICTIONAL CHARACTER said...

Nostrildamian???????? Ye gods, I aboot fell oot o' my chair o'er that ane.

I have found the path to follow is that of Jiddu Krishnamurti, which is no path at all, for 'truth is a pathless land'. Everyone is on their own journey, and what works for one doesn't necessarily work for another. Everyone is here for their own reasons, and their own personal evolution for the journey HOME, which is waaaaaaaaaaaaaay beyond death as we know it.

Keep on rockin', dude!

Lee said...

Les, any thoughts, intuition, vibes, on the death of Moammar Ghadaffi?

Is it a dog and pony show as in Bin Ladens death and Saddam Hussein?

I fear for the lives of Hugo Chavez and Mahmoud Ahmadinejad.

gurnygob said...

what Lee said...10:23:00 PM
Sounds like you need a hug and maybe a long vacation.

Les I have been waiting on something big for quite a while now and 11-11-11 sound as good as any date for the kick off. Wasn’t there something said about the 21st tomorrow?

gurnygob

Anonymous said...

pierre said..

I've been
Ive seen
Ive....
and a hard rains gonna..
or a refreshing cool clear cleansing rain.

...pierre

wv: jablo. prodigal son of Diablo, Jablo is a junior kangaroo (Joey) jumping up'n'down OWS'ing on Wall St. wheeeeee!

Anonymous said...

Lovely post, Vis. Most everything 'out there' whether 'spiritual' teachings or the news on tv is so thin & tinny. It is as if they know they spout empty words that echo around, seeking an 'ear' in which to find acceptance and rest, but to no avail. The acceptance of 'thin' words is no longer available & more and more people are sensing the vast, silent inner dimension that abounds in us...even if not quite in full consciousness...yet. Witness the OWS just being...ha...this is annoying the media no end since it deprives them of a way 'in' to the silence. This is a positive sign and perhaps more of us will begin to posses the heart wisdom of your lovely dog...and listen to our own hearts which hold all truth and act accordingly..
Best of luck when you enter the speaking 'arena'. I cannot even imagine how you will approach that endeavor, nor, really why you would choose to do so, but, I have no doubt that you have some very good reasons.
Love, M

wv: corpo...what we are witnessing...the dead corpo of "the world".

Anonymous said...

How can I work for free if I'm starving to death?

siamsiam said...

Sad day when people (politicos and sheeple) celebrate murder, I thought, but then I thought again would i celebrate the demise of Blair or Bush or Obama and the likes. Suppose I will never know.

Gaddafi and his son were captured alive - then murdered? Those with a soul will feel sad when murder is committed and celebrated.



Eckhart Tolle - or should that be E...c....k...h...a....r...t T.........o......ll........e :)

Anonymous said...

Howdy Folks

Gosh Lee that sounds like a heck of rough patch. You can get better with practice though. I have the TShirt.

You Can take the tough approach like Honey Badger

or

The pull yourself up by the bootstraps approach like Emmanuel

Anyway bro I'm real sorry you had to go through all that. Hope things get better for you and every decent soul who is suffering.

Always look forward to these Blogs and you folks
Patrick V1.0

Anonymous said...

RobinH said...

Whoops - put it on the wrong blog:
So they got Gaddafi - even though at the start if this war of tptbs they stated this was not their intention.

Are you interested in buying some magic beans? Dreams are for sleepers.

missingarib said...

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.

W. B. YEATS, "Brown Penny"

Like entangled particles we realize from age to age man to man only that part allowed us

missingarib

Anonymous said...

wild and insepparable
wise and devout
old mother tip toes
north facing south
shining forth starlight
west facing east
weaves on the instance
divine are her seeds
galloping freely
winter to fall
on essence of truth
she calls the great all
stirring through harmonys
sailing on feathers
grips continuity
glows the great heavens

..peace..

Anonymous said...

The Revelation of Saint John: 2:9

‘I know thy works, and tribulation, and poverty, (but thou art rich) and I know the blasphemy of them which say they are Jews, and are not, but are the synagogue of Satan.’

The semitic people are the descendants of Shem, a son of Noah and progenitor of the semitic people. In the Old Testament the semitic people are/were Jehovah’s chosen people.

The people that occupy ‘Israel’ today are known as the Ashkenaz Yiddish, the descendants of Japheth according to this article:

The word Ashkenaz first appears in the genealogy in the Tanakh (Genesis 10) as a son of Gomer and grandson of Japheth. It is thought that the name originally applied to the Scythians (Ishkuz), who were called Ashkuza in Assyrian inscriptions, and lake Ascanius and the region Ascania in Anatolia derive their names from this group.
Ashkenaz in later Hebrew tradition became identified with the peoples of Germany, and in particular to the area along the Rhine.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashkenazi_Jews

Genesis chapter 10:

1. Now these are the generations of the sons of Noah, Shem, Ham, and Japheth: and unto them were sons born after the flood.

2. The sons of Japheth; Gomer, and Magog, and Madai, and Javan, and Tubal, and Meshech, and Tiras.

3. And the sons of Gomer; Ashkenaz, and Riphath, and Togarmah.

4. And the sons of Javan; Elishah, and Tarshish, Kittim, and Dodanim.

5. By these were the isles of the Gentiles divided in their lands; every one after his tongue, after their families, in their nations.

The Revelation of Saint John, chapter 11

1. And there was given me a reed like unto a rod: and the angel stood, saying, Rise, and measure the temple of God, and the altar, and them that worship therein.

2. But the court which is without the temple leave out, and measure it not; for it is given unto the Gentiles: and the holy city shall they tread under foot forty and two months.


They that say they are Jews but are not are the Gentiles. Because you cannot get anymore obvious than that.

CL

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors-

The Curious Nature of the Self Chosen Few.

Kevin John said...

Damn that was excellent.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up-

Anachronistic Strokebooks and the Pipes of Dread.

Z.Monkey said...

Les Visible,
Everyone is looking for a savior, or a wise man, or a god, or somewhere out there where they will find enlightenment, or salvation, or at least knowledge. Yet, as you seem to know already, it is not out there, somewhere. It is within. We carry with us, always, the answers, and salvation, and enlightenment, but most do not know to reverse their gaze. It is as though we are carrying a sack of pure gold, but most cannot access the gold because they don't know how to untie the knot on the sack...

I have been stuck in the ism trap before, and I know how hard it is to let it go. Trying to remember when I learned to turn my eyes back into my head, its been many years at least. So, now, having this "in" sight I was able to drop the dogma, uh, no pun intended...

I Am the Thorn Within...

Adam Evenson said...

Hey, Les, I think you are quite the genius with words/thought forms, and when My Fully Realized God Almighty Is Making Very Deep Footprints On The Earth, which is not so far away right now (as you know), I will be sure and hold onto you so that we may be good friends someday face-to-face.

You are so good at leaving poetic contrails behind you that I feel the need to point out a tiny wobble you are making that grates on my sense of poetic flow. I do have a sense of poetic flow that cannot be exceeded. Mine is at the top. I don't employ it all the time and a wiggle may appear here and there even for me, but I have the ability to remove ALL such wiggles if I desire.

Surely when I point out your own little bitty wiggle, you will see instantly that it needs to stop clashing with you and do as I suggest. It's in your: "May your noses always be cold and wet."

It would represent you so much better if you would reverse
"always be," and write, "be always." Tell it to yourself silently in this other way and see what I mean. It will flow so beautifully this other way, and since your textual words change with every post, this one is virtually immortal as it is, for people read it each time, I'm sure. Change it and see if you can detect any reflections in your readers.

Let me assure you, son, for me to find such a tiny wiggle in your work that means so much to me that I ask you to change it, is a phenomenal statement regarding just how good I think you are. I see nothing else amiss.

You are such a fine poet that I am bothered to think of your not employing every device available to be the very best of which you are capable. I will look in on you in future to see whether you received my message and concern.

P.S. You should not, and do not need, to post this on the open message board. I have no ego concern here that would require it from my end. I'd just like to see you rise a little closer to the poetic perfection you deserve and have coming.