Sunday, January 20, 2013

Dancing in the Darkness, where Angels Fear to Tread.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

Is it Origami time again? Why, I guess it is. Things have mellowed out considerably here, although my sense of detachment continues. I'm in a state of suspension, like a piece of fruit in a Jell-O mold; interesting image, that. It's true though. I feel a sense of apartness from everything around me, as if I were watching a movie, alone in a dark theater. It's what passes for real life, up there on the screen but, try as I might, I cannot escape into the screen and become a part of the action I am watching. I am consistently aware that I am sitting there in the theater.

It all goes back to my kundalini experience. Prior to that, I still never felt like I was enough of a part of things to get lost in them but there were periods where I could integrate for brief periods of time and I'll admit, it wasn't unpleasant. However, after the kundalini experience, I've just been outside of it all. People would engage me in conversations about esoteric things and all I ever heard was their adaptation of whatever they wanted to believe was true, insofar as it supported whatever they wanted to believe, to the extent that it supported what they wanted to do or to get. I watched people adjust their philosophies and points of view, so that whatever it was that they imagined the cosmos to be, it was a willing foundation for all of their speech and actions. I don't want to sound cynical, it's just how it always looked to me. This was echoed in whatever my invisible friends would tell me, in the process of my observation and listening.

Back in the day, when so many transformative things were happening, there was a willingness and a risk taking among so many people that I knew. It was that window of youth, where you think you are going to live forever and there's no long residue of the past to drag you down, or demand your regular attention to contemplate all that happened, or that you thought happened. No serious ties that bind were yet in place, except for maybe the blood ties of family. That's one of the things that happened to me when the kundalini experience went down. All of a sudden my family was no longer my family. My father was no longer my father, my mother was no longer my mother, my brothers and my sister no longer that either. The totality of humanity replaced that and those roles were filled by anyone that I was around.

Prior to the experience, I had an identity; a composite of ideas about myself and who I was. As the force rose inside of me, the first thing it did was to suck that identity right out of me. I was no one. I went upstairs to the bathroom and looked into the mirror and I saw face after face, from many periods of time pass over my features. From that time on, I felt the features of whoever I was with come into the mental image of my face in my mind. It still happens. That has never changed. It's been a major protection many times because there are no filters between me and whoever's company I am in. The exceptions have been when things were hidden from me for the purpose of demonstration. You can't have lessons imposed on you if you see them coming (grin).

My life has been a relentless struggle to the point of the moment I presently occupy and resident within it, is the prospect of not knowing where I am going to be in the none too distant future. The mind wants to spend a lot of time on this, accomplishing Jack Nothing. This is what the mind likes, chasing it's own tale round and round in circles because it loves to be the center of attention. It can only achieve this by never getting to the point, which resolves and dissolves it, so that it can actually become a functioning asset instead of an implacable liability; solve et coagula.

The mind is a rapacious beast or the seat of angels. They don't come around in the former and lacking the former, there is only the latter. The latter is the destiny of perseverance. The former is the essential origin of suffering.

I've had serious ups and downs, far more threatening and occasionally devastating than anything I face now but the mind and the heart are always most deeply engaged in the concerns of the present, regardless of how they stack up against anything that might have been present in the past. In every situation, I have always been looked out for and it has always worked out and it has always progressed into a better state than it was prior to. This I know as a result of simple reflection. The mind doesn't want to cooperate in respect of this because it takes away from the mind's power to orchestrate attachments and emotional responses to whatever it is overemphasizing.

Why am I talking about these things today? I've been getting a constant influx of emails from people going through intense changes and desperate circumstances. Various levels of darkness, despair and uncertainty are presenting themselves in the lives of many readers. I'll mention here what I tell everyone in different ways. Evil is being forced outward into manifestation, from the hearts and minds of those who harbor it. Meanwhile the good is being pressed out of the hearts and minds of those who harbor it and these people are being tried and tempered in a crucible of fire. If you could see the actual happenings from an objective and apart perspective, you wouldn't have it any other way. Unfortunately, in most cases, we can't see the end point from the point we are momentarily occupying. This makes us insecure. “Why is this happening to me? I'm a good person. I worked so hard. I don't do bad things”. That's your opinion (grin).

Seriously, it's not about whether you are a good or bad person, or think you are. It goes further and deeper than that. It's about the desired results in the mind of the cosmos. Let us think of ourselves as a metal pot or a musical instrument. Some pots are simple in function and design and do not require painful and complex processes to come to completion, in order to be sufficient to the task that is set for them. Some containers are more multifarious and require complex and torturous steps to get them to the final state.

Some musical instruments demand sophisticated bending and shaping of the wood or metal. From these instruments a vast range of subtleties and sounds can be brought forth. Some instruments are quite simple and the range of notes of which they are capable is limited and often, so is the quality and depth of the voicing. That is how it is with human beings as well. We are not all the same, no matter what anyone tells you. There is a perspective from which this assumption can be made but even that is not what people think it is ...because people are thinking and you definitely can't see it from the position of thinking. As I've said before, the spirit of the cosmos sings through everyone but sometimes it carries a tune.

Getting all bent out of shape by the things you are seeing and going through, has zero impact on the positively transformative side of the equation, if anything, it retards your progress. We run hither and yon, bemoaning all the doors we seek to have opened and which remain closed to us. The simple truth is that we are holding those doors closed and so long as we are leaning on the doors, they will not open. We don't believe we are doing this. The fact is that we must be doing it because otherwise those doors would open.

We bemoan that we cannot perform certain actions, or that we are creatively blocked and can't get into the strategic posture, where the water just flows without interruption. Yet we do not trouble to go to the particular agent of that activity or state and make the sincere request that will draw the entity to our side and succor. The universe is far more efficient and complex than the finest Swiss watch that was ever made and- unlike that watch-, it's conscious. It knows what you want and what you are up to. The problem is that a particular back and forth of communication is not taking place. Instead there is a one sided argument and that argument goes on day and night. That argument has been going on for so long that most people are unaware that it is even taking place. One has to sink beneath the level at which the argument is taking place and the argument will dissolve and cease to be. It is like finally being able to operate outside the realm of personality, at which point you cease to be in conflict with anyone else. It is only on that level where conflict takes place in the first place.

If you want to understand why you are being put through all of this painful stuff... it is in order to assist in extricating you from the place where all of these things happen. Why you are having no success with it is because you are trying to accomplish it on your own. You can't. That's not your job. Your job is not to interfere with the one whose job it actually is.

End Transmission.......

Visible sings: Color Ball by Les Visible♫ Where You Are ♫
'Where You Are' is track no. 6 of 12 on Visible's 2007 album 'Color Ball'
Lyrics (pops up)

Color Ball by Les Visible


Anonymous said...

see there


Anonymous said...

The key is NazGul or missing NazGul . think hard.

Anonymous said...

Visible, I am trying hard here Z4 code breaker!
Think hard. Think hard. NazGul maybe NazGurl? haha

Laura said...

Some very powerful points of truth expressed, dear Vis ~ reflecting the alchemical nature of our divinely human lives. I feel an exploration of alchemy sheds light on the stages we go through and what unfolds for us as we go through them. And then there is the perseverance and tenacity of that chosen journey.

The crucible of fire is intense at times but allowance and letting go of the resistance you speak of, is key. It is a co-creative dance with the divine, in all nows and in all ways. Otherwise, one is spinning wheels in a deep pool of mud, or crap, and ends up feeling like shit is all there is......we can try to move through alone or in concert with the One that makes it truly come about.

A seat of angels it is, and the finely burnished and tempered instrument sings the divine song.

With love, in grace ~

Clarity said...


Duh... I knew that.

Thank you for the reminder. You always seem to know when it is needed.

Much love,

JerseyCynic said...

best Sunday Sermon I've had in a while. Thank you

Anonymous said...

"Spiritual life begins when we can control our minds.

Ordinarily the mind of a conditioned soul in the material world is completely out of control.

For most people, rather than their mind being controlled their minds become servants of their senses. For example if one is walking down a street and sees or smells some very nice food then the tongue is sending messages to the mind telling it that it wants that food to satisfy the sense of taste. So the person, controlled by the urges of the senses, purchases that food and eats it to try and satisfy the whims of the tongue. In the same way all the senses of the body are demanding the mind to supply their particular objects of gratification so the person is actually out of control. He simply becomes a servant of his senses, trying to satisfy their every whim, but the cruel nature of the material world is that no matter what he supplies in an attempt to satisfy his senses they will never be satisfied. They will always demand more, more, more…

“For man, mind is the cause of bondage and mind is the cause of liberation. Mind absorbed in sense objects is the cause of bondage, and mind detached from sense objects is the cause of liberation.”

the gardener said...

"This is what the mind likes, chasing it's own tale round and round in circles because it loves to be the center of attention."

Knowing you... no misspell happened there-the mind and its tales. sigh so very tiring.

Thank you Rev Vis for your topic of today-I'm going to get off of those doors, resist not... get on with the business of WATER... hopefully not everywhere but just plentiful in the pipes. heh!

the gardener

I'm going to message you on fb...don't remember if I told you about the miracle that happened to me on Oct 22...

missingarib said...

vis, what spirit animates our lives,dreams, decisions is the stuff reflections are made of .Our prayers are like distant sounds of wind chimes .
Donovan gives a beautiful account of his reflections here:
Color in sky prussian blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue
Crimson ball sinks from view

Wear your love like heaven
Wear your love like heaven
Wear your love like heaven

Lord kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah kiss me once more
That I may, that I may
Wear my love like heaven
Wear my love like heaven
Color sky havana lake
Color sky rose carmethene
Alizarian crimson


Lord kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah kiss me once more
That I may, that I may
Wear my love like heaven
Wear my love like heaven
Cannot believe what I see
All I have wished for will be
All of our race proud and free


Lord kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah kiss me once more
That I may, that I may
Wear my love like heaven
Wear my love like heaven

live long

mayaseri said...

This weekend I encountered a situation where I witnessed the rapacious beat that is the mind come to the surface it was overpowering as the mind beast can never be satisfied I called on the Devine Mind with everything in me and it was shown to me that the lesson to be taken is to pine for the Devine every waking moment of my life until it consumes my very being and turn my mind into the seat of angels that it is.
Thank you for coming to the rescue one more time.


lightandlongshadows said...

The head thinks---pride is the lock
The heart knows---humility the key



Anonymous said...

This Is Not A Song, It's An Outburst..


The Establishment Blues



Anonymous said...

This post reminds of rumi for some reason,
Maybe it is because it is written from the place where rumi would rest his head and dream into the great everywhere,,,
And when the instrument is finely attuned,it plays heaven through us all,it plays our deep deep humanity,our love as it truly is as it naturally occurs,,

Lovely post,,respects neil

Lee said...

Les, very interesting analogy about various musical instruments regarding their complexity, construction, and different sounds they make. My first guitar was a Gibson "LES" Paul from the fifties. The reason I don't have it anymore is because someone I trusted, scammed it from me. But that, is another story.

I miss not having a guitar to play these days. I figure when the time and price is right, I can always get another one. There are many copy cat guitars made in China and other countries. They actually sound good, play good,and are heck of a lot, cheap. Sorry to say that Gibson no longer stands behinds their products as before. The workmanship is lousy, the company treat their workers like shit, and the instrument is ridiculously overpriced.

I am not exactly sure what I am trying to say here but, I found that many of these fake Les Pauls from from China have fooled the experts. They do however, use a layer of the expensive wood on the top and cheaper laminates on the bottom. Yes, it is not the Real thing, but sounds and plays good ,and the price is right.

Is this strategy affordable guitars for the masses or more mindless consumerism?


Rob in WI said...

Hope you are well. Thanks for another thought provoking post. Your mention of musical instruments was intriguing. I was acquainted with Jimmy Driftwood. He made a fiddle out of a 2X4 when he was a kid, and still played it in his 70's. It was funny, but the music he could make with that fiddle was equal to a Stradivarius. His quote, which I believe to be original, was "The difference between a violin and a fiddle, is that you keep a violin in a case, while you keep a fiddle in a sack". Guess I'm a sack person.
Be well, Visible and all, Rob

Anonymous said...

Forgot to say in my last post,

If you haven't seen this great film

'Searching For Sugar Man'

Please do try to check it out,

I promise you won't be disappointed.




Anonymous said...

Infinity. God.

By definition of our limited understanding of the cosmos there must be millions, billions of other earths in existence. In fact there must be an infinite number of earths in existence.

Suppose God sent part of himself in the form of Jesus to deliver a message about how we should live in order to experience maximum happiness here on our planet. These words were written down so that the message would not be lost or misunderstood.

Suppose we have free will to follow or not follow the suggested way to live.

We can find civilizations which existed thousands of years ago but are now gone. Is it possible we have gone past the point of no return and that everything that is now modern culture is already destined to cease to exist?

Anonymous said...

pierre said...

my bent seems to have been from the SI joint traumatised at some stage (possibly a car accident 30 years ago).
Despite my wanting to know, it is possible that had I sought, whatever it took (minor conditions apply - like soul selling and pissing against the wind), insider information, I might have got to it sooner. too soon, still, to tell. it's certainly putting a lid on this boiler, and a feather in my cap for being a good boy, considering.

it is an individual thing, the need and the desires, and the conpunctions. Jung taught me the different types. it is not good enough to say "feeling is all", that got Faust into trouble (actually his trained monkey thought-
mind set up the rebound). same for ego dissolution, it has it's place and time, but the soul factor is the bedrock, and what is, IS.

rdgiliad said...

"although my sense of detachment continues. I'm in a state of suspension, like a piece of fruit in a Jell-O mold; interesting image, that. It's true though. I feel a sense of apartness from everything around me, as if I were watching a movie, alone in a dark theater. It's what passes for real life, up there on the screen but, try as I might, I cannot escape into the screen and become a part of the action I am watching. I am consistently aware that I am sitting there in the theater."

I'm with you there Bro, in that theater watching the "grand comedy" :D and a wicked one it is too!
Here's a small quote that I hope will give you strength, IDK if it will, but I offer it in the hope that it will, it does for me :)

"Only the idea of death makes a man sufficiently detached so he is incapable of abandoning himself to anything. Only the idea of death makes a man sufficiently detached so he can't deny himself anything. A man of that sort, however, does not crave, for he has acquired a silent lust for life and for all things of life. He knows his death is stalking him and won't give him time to cling to anything, so he tries, without craving, all of everything.
"A detached man, who knows he has no possibility of fencing off his death, has only one thing to back himself with: the power of his decisions. He has to be, so to speak, the master of his choices. He must fully understand that his choice is his responsibility and once he makes it there is no longer time for regrets or recriminations. His decisions are final, simply because his death does not permit him time to cling to anything.
"And thus with an awareness of his death, with his detachment, and with the power of his decisions a warrior sets his life in a strategical manner. The knowledge of his death guides him and makes him detached and silently lusty; the power of his final decisions makes him able to choose without regrets and what he chooses is always strategically the best; and so he performs everything he has to with gusto and lusty efficiency."
From "A Separate Reality" Carlos Castaneda.

Anonymous said...

Clarity@LesVisible with not so Humility

Oh, my Clarity, with such honesty
Been asking for poems so persistently
Now, Sending poems so consistently
You're suppressing it so dan willingly!

So what's the problem, dear Clarity?
You are outrageously JEALOUS Righty!
It could've been YOU, had you pushed subtly?
Unless, it's Yes, Yes, Yes - Prove it mighty!!!

Clarity said...

lightandlongshadows - so happy to see your name again. You've been missed.

Click. Anticipation...

Big smile.

Then, tears.

My attempts to keep them from spilling over are moderately successful. (Who needs a <15 year-old asking, "Why are you crying, mom?")

Thank you for the beauty you have brought to my life. I'm off to search for more. My post rock playlist will be growing soon, thanks to you.

I hope you are well.

Blessings, peace, and much love,

Steve said...

If you can find forgiveness toward those whom your anger is projected, feel where inside of you where the anger is seated. Even when that person cannot see what they did to raise your anger. If you can appoligise for that projection And thank them for showing you this lesson, you will experience healing, understanding and compassion within yourself. Step by step, tuning in.

Ray B. said...

"That's one of the things that happened to me when the kundalini experience went down. All of a sudden my family was no longer my family... The totality of humanity replaced that..."

Sounds like a powerful Crown Chakra opening or de-gausing. The family replaced by the Family. Explains a lot around your current Blogs. You are helping your Family, not your family (grin). Thanks.

"... I saw face after face, from many periods of time pass over my features. From that time on, I felt the features of whoever I was with come into the mental image of my face in my mind. It still happens."

I had what I presume was a Kundalini incident happen - similar in principle to yours - in the early 80s. All of a sudden, I had these spasms of intense aching taking place in my upper pelvis/lower back and almost exhausting flows of energy. (Fortunately, I had taken Focusing, and just stayed focused on what was going on in the moment. If I had been 'untrained', I might have checked into the hospital; it got so intense.) In it, there was a 'pattern' which probably occurred in the high hundreds of times over the next two weeks. Some 'presence' would emerge into me, stay for some minutes, die in some way, and exit out through my Crown Chakra to a higher realm. Then, it would repeat with a different presence. Again and again. Almost all were human, though one sounded like an angry insect and one hissed like a snake. What I took as 'caring' was that whenever I had truly reached the end of my rope in being able to tolerate the energy, it quickly slacked off for a few hours. When I was semi-recovered, it proceeded again. In retrospect, I believe that Higher Self was 'sending through' any past lives that needed some form of healing or completion. (Much other stuff happening, as well.) After that, my empathic abilities appeared or were greatly strengthened. As you say, this is a great help in these times of deception...

Thanks again for a great column!

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

P.S. For the skeptics, I was not on any drugs, medications, lack of sleep (going in), stressed out, or other explanatory easy-outs.

Anaughty Mouser said...

Reflective post - most welcome.

Thanks Rebel4E

Anonymous said...

Visible, great piece of of inspired writing, keep up the good work..

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est - still said...

like trying to catch a cloud
as it goes passing by

like trying to climb a rainbow
that appears up in the sky

like gathering all your friends
'round just to say goodbye

like listening with your heart
when you let your spirit fly

Anonymous said...

Great blog, Vis; very insightful. I might reread it later.

I'm so glad to see that you made it to India. I feel a bit jealous, which is just me leaning and stuck against that self-restrictive door you mentioned. I spent ten months in India in 1980, traveling alone and on the cheap in Uttar Pradesh and Himachal Pradesh; I also lived in a village in the Kulu Valley for 6 months. I would do so again, and I recommend that to anyone with the stamina. When you feel ready, I would recommend doing some touring. I liked traveling by cheap non-air-conditioned bus between cities, because you could get on and off whenever you wanted, avoiding the big cities, and not have to wait a long time in line -- like you do for a train ticket. I think you see the country better by bus than by train. I always stayed in the cheapest hotels and ate at the cheapest dhabas. That's a good way to get grounded in the culture. It's good to go for walks as often as you can down random paths just to see what's there. Get away from the modern scene, off the main road and into the villages and neighborhoods, if you want to find the traditional and ancient culture. Seek contact with friendly locals who may invite you into their homes, schools, and shops. Travel light so you can walk with your stuff and not always depend on getting a ride. My ideal would be to travel and live like a sadhu, except with enough money for cheap hotels, meals, bus tickets, and admission to archeo sites. For a tourist splurge, maybe go to a wildlife reserve.

The ashrams of famous Gurus can be disappointing, as you have said. Instead of visiting ashrams, make yatra to archeological sites, such as Mahabalipuram, Hampi, Ajanta, Ellora, and Khujaraho. There are lots of amazing places in rural areas or small towns outside the big cities. One could easily spend a lifetime exploring them. Also consider meeting with social and environmental activists in India. I'd rather have Vandana Shiva's darshan than a wealth-seeking guru's. Most of the really good gurus are not famous. I like this one:
He doesn't charge for audiences, appearances, or retreats. He lives simply, walks the walk of renunciation and sadhana, and he doesn't seek adulation. His teaching is traditional and authentic, focused on meditation and self-realization. He does not expect anyone to follow him exclusively. I attended a retreat with him in Oregon last May. He's the only living guru I've ever seen or heard of who I would unreservedly recognize as "my guru."

Greg Fegel

still - est said...

and this,

via paul-war in context-

talk about an instrument

just est said...

@ 12 am
the one that sticks with me
is when carlos, is walking,

and comes across a young boy
the boy say's 'come with me,

my family will provide for you,
i have a sister.'

at that moment, carlos realizes
the boy is a phantom

as are all the others he has met
or shall meet.

it is, as described, a bittersweet

when he realizes the illusory manner of all existence

and all those in it [maya]
and the permanence

of what we are really,
and it's continuance

last stanza mine
as if it were so

est said...

@ 12:30 am

that sounds a little, scurrilous

you better have good reason

and do you have a name ?

always nice when you libel

here you go

maybe you, can
figure it out





defamation of character, character assassination, calumny, misrepresentation, scandalmongering; aspersions, denigration, vilification, disparagement, derogation, insult, slander, malicious gossip; lie, slur, smear, untruth, false report; informal mudslinging, bad-mouthing.


defame, malign, slander, blacken someone's name, sully someone's reputation, speak ill/evil of, traduce, smear, cast aspersions on, drag someone's name through the mud, besmirch, tarnish, taint, tell lies about, stain, impugn someone's character/integrity, vilify, denigrate, disparage, run down, stigmatize, discredit, slur; informal dis, bad-mouth; formal derogate, calumniate.

and, you

cut it out

Tyler said...

Visible this one really resonated with me and the experiences that I have been going through lately as well. My kundalini awakening has been ramping up lately... originally I had a bottom chakra up awakening that occurred a little over two years ago. In the summer of 2011 it was the most difficult situation that I have ever experienced. The phenomenon associated with the kundalini is unbelievable to almost anybody but those who have experienced the same thing. It seems to transcend time and space, and at times one exists within a bubble of consciousness that bent the interaction with the world and the people in it like a magnifying glass or black hole. Now, after nearly a year of being in near completely solitary conditions and some how taken care of the entire time, listening only to meditation music and sometimes meditating for half the day, and a 30 day water fast... Just two weeks ago I was stuck like lightning in my crown chakra, and the kundalini candle is now burning from both ends. I saw you with six arms in a vision during my fast at one point. I felt later that you were juggling other peoples karma. Anyway, my 7 chakras have all been pierced by kundalini and they are all going through a rapid transformation... consequently everything is changing and my relationships to everybody have gone through major transformations. Each chakra has its own karma... and I have been told that the amount of psychic phenomenon is a reflection the karma from previous lives the kundalini must burn through, and this is different for everybody. It can happen in an hour for one person... or lifetimes for others. It is fitting you mention this... everything you are saying here resonates exactly with everything I learned yesterday about the Kundalini awakening, here. and here.



Anonymous said...

The impression I get is a lot of fear by the writer and the readers. Banish your fear and you will be happy again. It's that simple.

The frog has boiled said...

The triumphant Khazars, aided by other “converts” to Communism, strengthened their grasp on prostrate Russia by a succession of “purges” in which many millions of Russians lost their lives, either by immediate murder or in the slow terror of slave labor camps. These purges do not concern us here except as a sample of what Soviet rule would bring to America, namely, the slaying of 15,000,000 persons on a list already prepared by name and category (statement to the author by a former-high ranking international Communist who has deserted “Stalinism”). The lecture, Matt Cvetic, a former F. B. I. undercover agent, gives, more recently, a much higher figure; he states that almost all men and women over thirty, having been found too old for “re-education,” would be slaughtered."

Well, everything seeems to be in place for the slaughter of America to begin in 2013.

Anonymous said...

To boiled frog at 4:26 PM:

Since when have former FBI agents become trustworthy informants? And when did Communism become synonymous with Capitalism and Fascism? And if the 'isms' aren't real, why are there schisms?

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

Gregory, it's nice to read your message.

Best wishes to you for good health and keen insight into your studies, especially your spiritual provlications.

Om Tat Sat
Sachidananda Vigraha..

Anonymous said...

Link to the frog has boiled information.

Anonymous said...

Has it ever occurred to anyone else that karma itself
is a fabricated program in concert with the (just for the sake of saying -
"purported") reincarnational loop.
It's just another level of the false material dimension, created
by the aberrant god & its operational false lords of karma
who made the rules and devised the consequences? How cruel is that?

Oh it's very real alright. It's still maya/illusion only in the sense that while here it is seen through when awakened. One innerwise sees through
the overlay, a personal transmutation so to speak
that precedes the actual outer transmutation which is forthcoming
and which mankind has no ability to carry out ultimate liberation.
How's that for humility?

I would not place ANY importance to any phenomena, whether kundalini
or no kundalini as meaning anything other than being another slick tactic (such as synchronicities) that are meant for you to. Deception works both ends of the results stick.

Acknowledge it and brush it off like all the rest of the opportunities that present themselves for you to think that you've arrived. There is no progress to be made here other than fully awakening, a miracle in itself considering the oddds against that happening at all.
You are still IN the situation of being human.

Reach more upline.
Hey Ray B, there being no other way to contact you, would you be open to connecting via our mutually loved and respected mr vis, if he would be so kind as to be the go-between? (I'll send you a note)

Les? You are on one engaging, perpetual "roll" these past several blogs. It reinforces the certainties of my innerstandings to know the shared depths, the bewilderings and the prompts of solid recognition you bring forward. I so enjoy getting to know you these past several months.
Be Well,

lightandlongshadows said...

Hi Clarity
I'm well, you?

Ibrahim Maalouf

Ben Howard

Ren said...


I loved this!


Anonymous said...

When I was at the Kumbha Mela at Allahabad in February of 1980, I stayed in the rather large camp of the guru Manas Maharathi Tyagiji, who spoke each evening to a crowd of about 5,000; Tyagiji recited the Tulsidas Ramayana and sang bhajan. I attended several private concerts in large tents at the Mela, with the bhajan-singing Vina Baba, who played the vina; with a singer from Varanasi, who sang in the elaborate Hindustani classical style with absurd flourishes and weird accents that were both captivating and full of self-mockery; and with a group of about forty women from a remote rural village who sang lovely, charming folksongs -- their friendliness made me want to go live in their village and stay there forever. I got very sick with dysentery for about a week at the Mela, and I was patiently and devotedly nursed from death's door back to health by a man named Netu who lived as a cottager in a remote village. The shutter of my 1950s SLR camera broke at the Mela; it was my only equipment of modern technology, and I did not try to get it fixed. Tyagiji's folowers cooked our meals over an open fire, and it was good to sit and talk with them around the fire.

I lived in a small village in the Kulu Valley for six months, where walking in any direction brought gorgeous vistas of snow-capped mountains, evergreen forests, green fields, and stone-and-timber villages. At night I listened to voices near and far, alone or in chorus, singing captivating folk songs, and each month we watched the glory of the moonrise over the Himalayas -- when the moon finally rose over the distant ridge, illuminating every tree, the dogs all over the Valley howled in chorus. I loved walking through the terraced fields of local red rice, maize, and red amaranth, meeting men with flowers in their hats who bowed and said "Namaste, Maharaj." In Kulu the air and water were clean, and the villagers were well-fed, clothed, and had nice houses; I saw no beggars there, and the forests were dense and full of wildlife. I hiked to the mountaintop temple of Bijli Mahadev (Shiva in the form of Lightening) with Danesh, my friend from the Garwali Himalayas, where we watched the kites (birds) soar over the ridge and the Valley, while we consumed our lunch of apples and chappaties and a group of village men gave us some farina and brown sugar halwa prasad that they had cooked in a kettle over a fire. To this day, the smell of woodsmoke always makes me think of India.

India has horrific poverty and suffering; I've seen people starving on the sidewalk. India also has political corruption -- backsheesh on the local level, bribery, nepotism, and false flag attacks (Malagaon, Mumbai) and
conflicts such as the Sri Lankan Civil War, Kashmir, the Naxals, and the Tribal uprisings in Assam. The gap between the haves and the have-nots is distressing, and so is the environmental abuse (like in
most countries). But India is a big and diverse country, and conditions in one area may not effect another area.

In spite of its flaws, there is a spirituality in many - not all - of the people there that is extraordinary, which comes from an ancient and living traition.

Neal said...

Anon 338PM, it is and is not that simple. Go hang out with some warrior priests, or maybe a mad prophet, or maybe the thing itself, and learn, and report back, you maybe would need some wicked humor to expect any agreements that are not terrible in a very holy way.

preacher said...

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Anonymous said...

I visited a home of a friend and relative this past weekend. 70 degrees in the Texas Panhandle with 3 mph winds in mid January; MIRACLE! They have moved into a home where a mentally fractured woman terrorized her 2 sons and husband for decades. In the past 2 years a son aged 42 died from alcohol poisoning and the father of a broken heart a month later. The son appeared before me off to the right near the telephone desk as we gathered together in the kitchen laughing and reminiscing. He was in his late teens though after seeing a photo of him from 8 years ago. Had to verify I saw someone after asking my nephew where his friend went and no one else had seen this fellow. His energy seemed warmed by the gathering. I had never seen a disembodied individualized imagination before, wasn't sure about their existence quite frankly. Astonishing and perplexing to say the least.

My sweet wife had rescued a beautiful Golden Retriever and Red Heeler 2 weeks back on a prior visit to the folks. We tried to locate their owners and new homes, but to no avail in the Panhandle area. Drove home yesterday with one minor vomiting incident, but a lot of hugs from the dogs as we stopped along the way for relief. Upon arriving down south into the Alamo area we recieved a call from a friend of our daughter and she expressed her desire to love and cherish these 2 four legged heart muffs and gave them a home.

I don't question how someone could dump dogs or foster them when rescued. It is what it is; and because it is thought it is created. It still amazes me when one can disengage from a train of thought and reconstruct reality to fit their need or want and that construct appears and then that person is suprised. We aren't even close to realizing the potential of mind and matter alchemy, but a real Teacher is in the solar system making changes and realigning principalities. He spoke of knowing where Satan's throne was and its removal. Check out Cassini's latest pictures of the storm kicking the doo doo out of Saturn's surface and JPL Labs hypothesis why Venus is developing an atmosphere. Good times when you're holding on to the promises. Matthew 24:29; Mark 13:25; Luke 21:25 and for old school Ezekiel 32:7

Repentance for selfishness and lack of faith while walking with the Lord will be the armor sheilding this Christine warrior during the end of this Satanic system. Because if this time was not cut short not even his elect would survive.

Hang tough with love,


Clarity said...

Cap'n Spadgett, I'm not sure if your comment was in reference to something specific, but either way, your words have value and send a very important message, so beautifully expressed. Thank you for sharing that. I will reread that often.

@ShirlE, you asked, "Has it ever occurred to anyone else that karma..."
To answer your question, no, I don't see it that way at all. But I think I see karma differently than many others, based on how I hear it discussed. Briefly, I think karma is about keeping all the learning we are here to do in balance over our lifetimes, so that we experience all there is, to every degree, both positive and negative. The universe is trying to make sure its students are well-rounded by the time their studies are complete.

I'm unclear about some of what you said in your comment. I don't see karma as being fabricated, nor do I see reincarnation that way. Reincarnation gives us the needed opportunities to learn. As we need many years of schooling in order to graduate (I use this as an analogy only, and I'm not saying that our education system is effective), likewise, we need many lifetimes in order to learn.

I don't understand why you included "purported" in regards to reincarnation. I have had several experiences with learning about past lives, and that knowledge has been invaluable to me. It has not only helped me understand things in my life, it has also helped with my spiritual growth. I have found some very accurate information about myself and others that has explained a lot. I imagine if more people explored this with a genuine reader, there would be fewer people convinced by doctors that they should take drugs to solve their problems. If I didn't learn what I did, I might seriously be questioning my sanity at this point.

"There is no progress to be made here other than fully awakening..."

I never thought of awakening as something that just happened suddenly and completely. To me, what we gain from karma, past-life understanding, and the insights that often come after a kundalini experience, are all steps towards our awakening.

I may have misunderstood some of your points. I responded according to my understanding of what you were saying.

As to contacting someone else from the blogs, I know from personal experience that Vis does not like to play the role of social secretary. (You can find that in comments several months back...) I would be happy to act as the go-between. If you like, you (and Ray B.) can email your info. to

lightandlongshadows, I'm happy to hear that you are doing well. Life is a bit hectic at the moment, but I am very fortunate, and music can do its part to help when things get crazy. Thank you again.

Anon @ 12:33, if there is a purpose to your comment, I don't see it. I don't know who you are or what your comment means. If you wanted some attention, you may have gotten a little. Or maybe not. If you were trying to tell me something, you were unsuccessful.

If you have something positive or negative to say about me that is valuable for others to know, then a public comment might be appropriate. Being that your comment is lost on me, I don't imagine that anyone else benefitted from it. As such, I feel it would have been more appropriate to send it privately. This was an option for you, as you know how to contact me via email.

Much love,

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up-

A Smorgasbord of Shit from Don't Give a Rat's Ass Central.

Anonymous said...

My karma ran over my dogma.

Steve said...

Dear Clarity,
It was a realisation that came up for me on the weekend. I felt great anger toward this person, with a "how could she do this" kind of vibe. She has no respect for the work being done here.

My stomach turned into a SHARP stabbing pain that would not go away. Later that morning I realised it was my anger that was causing this. I approached her, held her hand a deeply apologised and sincerely thanked her for showing me this. The pain left immediately. She had no idea of any of it. But it made no difference.

Anonymous said...

via Homer..

I like Origami.

Yes, here it is.

"Ahovalam is said to be the place where Lord Vishnu accepted the half-man, half-lion form of Lord Narasimha in order to defeat the demon Hiranyakasipu."

9/11/24/7 said...

Define Kundalini. Sounds like fun.

Erin Parsley said...

Awesome post Visible.

I needed to hear this.

Thank you.

Visible said...

A new Reflections in a Petri Dish for you-

On the Plains of Armageddon with the Battle already Won.

JerseyCynic said...

Damn!, ShirlE

Shit, Clarity

Oh decisions, decisions, decisions...

FUCKING iPad only has room to open 9 windows

Kundalini - chakra - reincarnation

I'm still TRADING PLACES with this food price betting

Can't take much more


Clarity said...

Cap'n Spadgett, leaps and bounds for you, sir. What a great story! I am learning a lot. You are a fine teacher.

Much love,

Anonymous said...

via Homer ..

Here is our dear friend Visible prabhu, featured on Lasha Darkmoon's site - "Darkmoon".

Alan, 20yo kid Perth said...

Wow, Vis!

Such an amazing post, possibly one of the best i've ever read.

thanks heaps


Anonymous said...

What is this garden that I see through the wall of thorns?
More beautiful than anything that I have ever imagined.

More real than anything that I have ever seen.

I pray that this moment lasts forever...yet already long for it's return.

I am less worried about you Les.


est said...

'pray that this moment,

lasts forever'


this will help



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