Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your noses always be cold and wet.
I know this is Origami but a brief nod out to one of the most virulent vipers to ever crawl out of a sewer drain, the loathsome and irredeemable Larry Silverfishstein. In an act of breath taking hubris, Larry lowers the bar to unimagined depths, declaring to all the world, “I am a despicable, greedy and malevolent shit and proud of it”. Not only was Larry actively engaged in the attack on the World Trade Center and the recipient of massive funds for that ...but now he wants to sue the airlines for an equal sum. He's going in front of a 'to the bone' corrupt Tribe judge so, he's got some kind of back door guarantee, one would think.
Speaking of ruthless, remorseless creatures who, long ago, savaged whatever dim light of humanity, still ghost flickered in that dark tormented region, where most of us have a heart, one of Larry's kindred spirits, a brother by another mother, has been detained. He's a real sweetheart. He didn't kill as many people as Larry but, it's altogether possible that his level of relative evil is pedestrian compared to Larry. Yes, the battle is already over, it's been won on the inner planes. As victory precipitates down, we are living in the echo of a departing darkness; no longer in harness, to the demons that drive men to war ...on the orders of bankers. Those who are still deceived, let them awaken or remain so, it is of small import, except to them. That's the problem with distorted history and the idea that it belongs to the victors who write it, it makes the present seem unseemly, unworkable, as if our efforts were meant to be directed at the world outside, instead of directed at internal inconsistencies and shortcomings, until the finer qualities are conferred, at which point, those efforts concerning the external realm will automatically be engaged. That's how the symmetry works, along the lines of the “physician heal thyself” template.
One of the things (among so many things) that compromise the inconsistent seeker and those not completely dedicated, could be called The Slough of Despond. It's not the only formidable retardant on the path, all of which are designed for the single purpose of dissuading the insincere, the dilettantes and fair weather seekers, who don't have a problem with, “any port in a storm”. It separates the men from the boys and doesn't require a crowbar (grin): should a gentleman offer a ewe his Wellingtons?
What is dawn but sunset somewhere else?
Change the world but better change yourself
We're all dying to be free
From the chains of memory
No matter where we search we find
She is the virgin sperm dancer in our mind♫
Or, something to that effect. Or, I wish I did but maybe I do. Life goes on with or without you and that would be the case, even if you were still here. I've mentioned it before but I'll mention it again, for the benefit of science fiction-fantasy buffs. There's a series of books by Philip Jose Farmer, called “Riverworld”. It's a highly entertaining series of books, about the afterlife being all along the banks of a great river and everyone from history is there walking about. It's a trippy concept and effectively delivered.
It's not like there aren't hints and clues, winks and nods, lying about all over the place. It's not like what one might be searching for cannot be found, no matter what it is. Most things are hiding in plain sight. The difficulty is that many things are not presenting themselves in their actual form. It's sort of like a 'for those who have the eyes to see' kind of a thing. I mentioned Patanjali in an earlier discourse (the Alice Bailey translation). He discusses how any object will reveal it's nature, once one has managed to restrain the chitti (mind stuff). As was also mentioned at another point, unless one can gain control of their own mind, no real progress toward any truly desirable goal can be made. That's job one and any authentic tradition will say so. If they don't, there's something questionable going on. Either it is their intention to do the controlling, or it's one of those quick fixes, geared toward Americans and other lazy westerners, who want their results over a long weekend. The AMA/Pharmaceutical combine is working on an injection for all of that and it will probably involve both of those potential and undesirable (for some) results.
It is to militate against people unifying their consciousness and becoming competent at concentration and certain other talents that are de rigeuer, for the internal entrepreneur, for whom the veils part and then close behind them ...forever after... that they have filled the objective and material world with trivia and banality. It is a presumption on their part that,over time, the steady impact of this space case, garbage for the clueless, will have the desired effect of numbing down the consciousness, to a malleable state, for morphing into an unfortunate estate. Shit definitely happens and it is usually shit when it does, or they'd call it something else; wouldn't they?
There's a certain kind of unpleasant lassitude that settles over the mind, when expectations do not present themselves, at the time and place where they were expected to occur; such as that 2012 stuff, the attack on Iran, world changing calamities and so forth. As I said, the clock's off and “the quality of mercy is not strained”, though it may well be filtered. What that means is, we are in a zone of compassion, where certain things have been deferred, to see if there is anyone else who might still be inclined to switch tracks, or even catch on to there being tracks, much less a train that travels on them and generally does not ♫carry no gamblers♫ etc. It's to be expected that we can expect the usual results but you never know and that is why such kindnesses are extended; especially given another 26,000 years to contemplate the extent of one's failure; it's in the tongues of angels, not glossolalia. Tolkien got it right in a lot of ways. The darkness can't really create anything, all it can do is distort or construct bad copies of the creations of light. Light is always superior to darkness. The dynamics might change from plane to plane, as the particular laws of whatever region come into play and so on but... those who've seen far enough into the nature of cosmic workings, are unconvinced and will remain so despite all the blandishments of the dark side.
It's the sad commentary of the material plane that it is so seemingly self contained and not easy to see out of. This is why yogis engage in progressively more impactful meditation techniques and why some number of us engage in psychedelic voyaging and why would be saints get all worked up about self denial and the victory over appetites and desires. All of these things are effective, so long as right intention and consistency are in play... “hey, hey hey”!!! I think that's from Yogi Bear. How appropriate. And so, here we are on the rock and rollercoaster, of points insane and unpredictable change, hoping we've got it right; as far as our assessment of things go. There's a lot of new age bagmen operating far and wide, riding from one town to the next, fleecing the fleeceable (canny observer types should read that link). It's something I maintained years ago. It also gives you some idea of the setting and costs of this venal adventurer; definitely a false prophet out for maximum profit, most definitely. This doesn't even seem to me to be a case of “For there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall show great signs and wonders; so that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect.” It always looked to me more like a tinhorn sideshow/rhinestone cowboy thing and I only had to hear Herr Pig Nostrils speak for a short time before I tuned him out.
I never have been able to figure out how these people can live with themselves. Even worse, many people believe that unless they are paying a lot of money, they aren't getting their money's worth. Well, it all depends on what you think something is worth in monetary terms or... if you are after something priceless. Of course, that's not free either because it requires industry, dedication and a certain amount of requisite suffering. Quite often these fees are too much for those who will gladly throw lots of money at something and... it is true, enough money will guarantee one the exclusivity they believe they deserve; sitting in the front row... ooh yeah!!! operators are standing by, they'll be kneeling in a minute.
Well, we've reached the end of yet another posting and... I'll see you in the next one if there is one. Hopefully there's been something useful here, or otherwise, hopefully you'll come across something that is ...in the process of your day.
'The Virgin Sperm Dancer' is track no. 5 of 8 on Visible and The Critical List's 1987 album
'La Vierge Sperme Danceur'