Monday, September 01, 2014

Jumping Jeremiah's Fishsticks and Sundry.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your noses always be cold and wet.

“It never rains but it pours”, is incorrect in point of fact but applicable as a homily. I must apologize for jumping to Origami two times in a row but I am getting so many queries I pretty much have to do this, given how slow the stick internet is here in rural Italy and how long it takes me to go through the emails, respond and so forth. I'll be here a little longer and then back to original location from whence... from whence we (hopefully) sort out the agonizing process of discovering where to locate oneself.

First let me address the hairpiece video. It was meant as light entertainment and 'most' people took it as such. It was my intent to include that persona as a character in an upcoming TV show production, which has 7 or 8 characters who come alive as a result of either wigs, sunglasses, hats, Christmas tree lights about the head or some combination of all of them. They then give their opinion on world events and the invisible realms. Until an unfortunate episode, beyond my control and without my knowledge took place and put an end to it I was working on a Mockumentary. I'd wanted to do a documentary. My life has been an interesting one but a spoofing, just like my upcoming next novel, is surely more entertaining.

As for my previous certitude upon a decided location, there were a number of flies in the ointment; primarily that I must have a stable and dependable environment. I can't place myself halfway around the world at ruinous expense and expect to prosper, knowing nothing of the location and being seriously uncertain of too many things. Given what I've been through in recent times, I'm not budging in any direction without dependable assurances both within and without. You learn a few things from banging your head against a wall. One of them, it is to be hoped, is not to bang your head against a wall.

It is to be presumed, with all the available evidence, that supernatural forces are behind the quandaries and outrages of recent times and so... it is to be supposed that supernatural forces will be behind whatever resolution finally manifests. Surely something will manifest? Surely? Heh heh. I can see myself running out of the door and into the olive trees, the inside of my head filled with a silent scream; a sure sign of approaching madness (kidding pretty much).

There is comfort to be gained from the understanding that things are beyond one's control, simply because everything is under control. There is no logical reason or excuse for the pass things have come to. It's like spinning a roulette wheel and having it come up disproportionately red or black, far past what the odds dictate. You have to bend with the wind and move with the wind (metaphorically speaking) even when the wind is blowing in all kinds of directions but not actually going anywhere.

There's really nothing more to add because there is no way for me to know if what I saw was what I was seeing and no way to know if my definition of anything is actually correct. Time will tell. It could be that this is all just an intensification of 'rely on me' or a further permutation of 'rely on me only and exclusively'. That's quite possible and... I can take assurance from that, as well as a shiver or two while trying to figure out how to actually go about that. See... there is only so much surrender anyone can engage in because the final stages have to be accomplished by the ineffable. That's just how it is. I could put it in other terms, such as Guru Bawa did with me, when I told him I wanted to surrender. He said, “No... not you. You fight and fight and fight and then... you surrender”, whatever that means (grin).

So this posting is to say that everything is fine (so far as I know) just confusing as Hell. By now I know that things are exactly the way they are supposed to be, no matter how that may be. I know that some things are fixed but you can't see them and other things are fixed for periods of time and you can see them and many things are not fixed at all but are in a constant state of fluidity regardless of how it may look at any particular time. You don't have to look into a mirror with time lapse photography to see that you are temporary in your residence here. Some perishables you can observe in their stages of decay.

Never before have I found myself so consistently and relatively blameless in so many trying situations. I even have the support of some long term associates; those being such individuals that have actually been around me for any length of time. This has not always been the case simply because I have been such a mystery to them and so many things have happened that defy rational expectations.

When you find that the world around you and the people around you are like tumbleweeds and twisters you have got to figure that something is pulling the strings and doing it for a very good reason and you just have to bear with it until it resolves itself. Somehow it always does. It might take its own sweet time to do it but it gets there.

Next door to us lives this fellow Angelo. He's such a decent and caring man and intensely spiritual, or possibly I should say, religious, because yesterday he told Susanne that he found this big snake on our property; a harmless snake and he tossed straw on it, poured gasoline on it and burned it to death. Maybe as a religious man he believes snakes are evil. What can account for a person doing such a thing?

Across the street lives Gino, an ignorant peasant. I am at a loss as to how to otherwise define him. He has been through a number of dogs, all of whom he abuses. Now he has this lovely dog, which he also abuses and who spends a lot of his time with us. My primal instinct is to deck him (the dog just this moment showed up outside the door) but you don't correct brutality with more brutality. I don't know what the cure for this is. I suppose it has to do with lifetimes following lifetimes.

This country is permeated with criminality and I assume this is because the government is thoroughly corrupt. You can't leave anything outside your house cause it gets stolen when you're not there. It's a way of life here. I'm coming to find out that no matter where you go, that criminal element is around, side by side with decent people and I am of the opinion that the one is getting progressively worse and the other is becoming less good, staying the same or getting better, depending on their depth of conviction. Like someone once said, “these are the times that try men's souls”.

I know I've gotten plenty of offers to go one place or another but they are mostly all problematic one way or another, especially those located on the American mainland. I suspect the reason I have seen such setbacks and turnarounds is to show me how things are and to warn me against further precipitate action... or to drive me in a certain direction and I think I know what that direction is and I have people working on my behalf to make that happen. It would also elevate my finances by 30% and that would be a fantastic differential given the limitations of the whole. It also instantly grants me opportunity for various employments, should I be so inclined and... I am. On the whole it seems like the right decision, even though there's that radiation thing and the bad dog government but that's pretty much everywhere, more or less and one is not more or less safe in one place than another. True security lies within and living in fear of anything other than offending the ineffable is not only counterproductive but a waste of time.

On the whole, this is all amusing and made ever more so by my having to chronicle it in real time. Maybe that's what it's all about? Maybe it's not. Sooner or later we find out. As Lao Tzu said, “Those who miss after almost winning, should have known the end from the beginning.” This is something we can count on and something we can build on. We can look back the way we came and we can observe it with open eyes and we can change our course at any point. If we do not change our course it must mean we are satisfied with it and in any case we are heir to the fruits of it. Some of us have a code and some of us have no code at all. Some codes are selfish and designed for the purpose of manipulation.

Some codes are based on ancient teachings and truths and they come attended by what follows in the tracks of such a code. To each their own. Regardless of any temporary states that come and go, I'm okay with what passes through my own heart and mind and to me that is of signal importance; of cardinal importance. You have to make sense to yourself. If it makes sense to brutalize others or live in deception, this is a peace you have to make with yourself. Some people find no peace and some people eventually acquire an unshakable serenity. To each their own, to each their own.


End Transmission.......

addendum... Well, we're back from Italy, mission accomplished, monkey off of Susanne's back and my last responsibility around here.

Before I had returned from Italy I found a fantastic place go live at a low rent on The Big Island of Hawaii. Then, suddenly, I heard no more from the landlord. I was puzzled, everything seemed to be going well. Then I was told to go to a certain site and I saw the damage that had been inflicted upon me and ruined that opportunity. When is this kind of nonsense going to stop? I am continuously amazed at the things people are capable of. The degree of Satanic offense being leveled at me from known and unknown locations is significant but... I know that nothing happens without the permission of the almighty. I know that the ineffable sets the parameters and dimensions of both good and evil and that is why it says in The Lord's Prayer; “lead us not into temptation”.

I'm supposed to be learning something about all of this. I'm not sure what that is but I suspect I am learning something. For several days I have become increasingly absent minded. I do things that are technically wrong, similar to being in a hotel and constantly putting your key in the wrong door; things you normally carry out without even thinking about them. This tells me that something is occupying my mind in a big way, even though I am not 'consciously' involved. Generally my mind functions at a fairly precise level. Is this the fruit of all the chaos I have had to pass through? Is this something other than that, having to do with changes taking place under the radar?

For some reason I am not meant to know certain things. I was once told that I was the object of bets laid upon the result of my passing through here and that certain difficulties had been placed on me as handicaps and there were limitations set upon my ability to see. I had been led to believe that this happens to some of us. We are the source of games and objects of amusement to some number of the hierarchy. Those of us who believe and who have been taken through certain experiences become objects of interest. Some of us even draw a crowd (grin). I wish I could handle the whole thing better but then I'm told that I don't have any control over that either. Jeremiah's Jumping Fishsticks! I wish I could get a handle on what's going on.

I have to apologize for the kinda depressed mindset of last night's radio show. It's my job to inspire and seek to lift the consciousness of those who come here, not to burden them with my pedestrian challenges but I am constrained by the laws of full disclosure. I have to say what is and what was because of the purpose of demonstration and that is also key to everything that will result out of this whole experiment finally. There's no question of failure in the long run. Not only do I feel this but I am also told this on a regular basis.

The idea of the wig came about from a story I had heard about Krishnamurti. I used to have a television show in New York, both upstate and in the city and in the upstate version there was a fellow who came on after me and produced videos of Krishnamurti speaking. There was something that bothered me about his appearance and I didn't get it at first and then I did and I asked this fellow, “What's going on with Krishnamurti's hair?” He told me that the hair on Krishnamurti's head was rewoven from the hair on the sides and the back in order to give the appearance of a full head of hair. I then asked him why Krishnamurti would do that, being a spiritual teacher. He said that it was his disciples who were responsible and that they had prevailed on him to have this done. I thought, “Hmmmm, there's a mockumentary in there.” Not just in there but... in the lives and antics of all those followers of Papaji and assorted Goa whore Gurus and Guru whores. Probably it's not such a good idea for me to venture too far into the area of humorous exposition. I already got one chastising from someone who just didn't get it. Of course, that kind of thing is not uncommon here or anywhere.

Let's not ramble on and on here. Things will come right or they won't but eventually they will. If there are any readers out there from Hawaii, I hope you will keep me in mind should you be aware of any inexpensive rentals. I don't want to hear about radiation and oceans filled with dead fish because I've looked into that and it's not an immediate concern on the one hand and not happening on the other. Failing anything like that coming to pass I guess I'll just get an apartment around here somewhere and wait out the apocalypse. Something has to give in this rubber band scenario at some point. Some 'acceptable' (for me) window or aperture has to open up and this endless circling over the airport brought to an end.

I hope to be returned to my usual consistency of expression and generally personalized,'dun da dun da da dun da dun' at some point. In the meantime we'll limp along as best we can (hardly limping at all at the moment). Sooner or later the spiritual sun is going to amplify its presence and all of us who care to will be the immediate beneficiaries of that; whenever it gets around to it. In the meantime, on with the show and let's keep in mind the irony of Joan Rivers having an operation on her vocal chords so soon after her psychopathic tirade against the Palestinians. That's just one more thing I have to be grateful for... I'm not her.


End Transmission.......

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16 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Vis & All,
There is certainly a flu going 'round; it's seems to be a strain affecting those who are doing their best and those who could care less seem to prosper.
Seems is the operable word, though. Can't trust in what we see on this plane but it wears on a person nonetheless.
You remain in my prayers Vis, and I continue to hear that all will be well despite appearances. Know that you are loved by visible and not so visible souls here, there, and everywhere.
Fogelberg's song plays on a loop in my head lately:

"This life is heartless and it's rarely just
Full of sad betrayals and misplaced trust
And it can suck your spirit just as dry as dust
And steal your soul if you let it

Oh every life contains its sorrows and pains
Its stormy weather and its rough terrains
You watch me wrestle with my length of chain
And smile so bravely as you tell me

Don't lose heart, Don't Lose Heart
Though it feels like yours will fall apart
Just remember when the road gets dark
I will always be beside you..."
The playlist changed temporarily to Mr. Apocalypse when I heard the news about Joan Rivers, however. smile
I had a moment of gratitude at not being her, too.
Much love to everyone,
Carmen

Visible said...

I'm a big fan of Dan's. Probably "Same Old Lang Syne" is my favorite followed by "Leader of the Band" or is it the other way around (grin)?

Anonymous said...

Hi Homer,

regarding Prabhupada's claim that the word "hindu" is not mentioned at all in the Vedas and was given to the indians by the Muslim invaders in the 8th century AD, the following scholarly article written by an indian researcher will shed much light:

http://www.b-i-f.com/Hindu.pdf

The words "Sindhu, Hindu" appeared at least as early as 3rd century BC, and much earlier as well.

kenny said...

We're all pulling for you to find the stability you need and deserve so you can get on with your work. It will come.

I was always partial to Dan's "Power of Gold." It's still relevant.

http://youtu.be/ec3fuGFJ9N8

est said...

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not proud of myself, for this

but as i said to a friend,
at least she shut up
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David Alan McBride said...

Just listened to your radio broadcast. Welcome back to whatever this is Mr. Visible. You mentioned the impact you've been having on those around you, through no direct part on yourself. Due to some inner ingredient you carry with you, the people around you automatically begin facing their own shit. That resonated deeply with my girlfriend and I. We've been having the exact same effect (affect? What's the difference?) on everyone in our own personal lives. Like with you there is no thing we are consciously doing or intending. Something (a process maybe) is triggered simply by our physical presence in their lives. It's been happening since late last year. And it hasn't abated yet.

Another thought occurred when you mentioned the negative flu that seems to be going around. This flu seems to be intelligently directed. Hitting people like yourself and the commenters at your blogs with greater frequency and intensity than average. As if being immune to some of the things that afflict the general population automatically triggers the focus of a different style of affliction.

Two paragraphs in the addendum of this Origami really struck home as well: from 'I'm supposed to be learning something about all of this.' to 'Jeremiah's Jumping Fishsticks! I wish I could get a handle on what's going on.' Definitely toss me onto the "Me Too!" bandwagon for this one. Big time.

I don't know. Keep on truckin'. Thanks again Mr. Visible.

galen said...



Guess I'll jump on the "favorite Dan Fogelberg song" band wagon. Mine:

More Than Ever:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZEnl2l8HKFE


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galen said...



Est, you know yourself and are relentless with it. Refreshing.



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galen said...



Vis, just a suggestion on how to handle the dog cruelty situation you are witnessing. In similar instances I'd write a little note and leave it in the mail box. That works better than confronting the people face-to-face and gives them private space to process my comments. The message would include something about the animals being created by the same creator who created us, and that they have feelings just like us, and that in showing them kindness (especially dogs) they will give back to our lives in so many ways: love, loyalty, protection, fun, exercise - grin). In severe cases of animal abuse it is usually found that the abuser was abused him or herself, but in this case, somewhat milder, it's usually a case of ignorance/up-bringing, likely the passed-down edict of "It's just a dog." The snake situation is a lot different. I'd stay with my feelings on that one and share that I was shocked and very, very saddened. And with dogs, how sad and amazing that anyone can miss the purity and magnificence of these beings, but many still do, just like other important and pressing matters. Likely the dog (especially as one who has taken on some hard-knocks) showed up at your door 'cause he knows who you are, knows he'll get a little validation, respect, love. 

Well, had to offer something. We to whom the animals speak seem always on our perch looking out for them. So much work ahead, but so worth the time. 



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Thomas said...

Best Wishes, Visible!
Thanks for keeping on keeping on.

Be well, one and all.

Curtis Matthew Ellsworth said...

This is just to broach the subject and add context to the ever-slopped up psy-ops being ran by The Idiots That Be In Some Deep Shit, I strongly intuit. Look into the James Foley beheading being faked and look up on Youtube: James Foley's Siblings, then type in "classmate of Adam Lanza" and look at who the "two different" actresses are". Also, the man who's supposed to be Foley's brother may just be one "Elliot Rodgers" though the aging process is slightly advanced, so the recording of Rodgers may have been much earlier. Listen to their voices especially, not that their looks aren't matching too. Extrapolating from the probable, intentional sloppiness of these BIG LIES, I'd have to strongly intuit that different forces with the same goals of exposure of BIG LIES and rendering a truthful, just, functioning paradigm isn't far off. Well, that and a lot of other indicators indicate that evil simply will not prevail; lot of other, personal, metaphysical ineffable indications too that the raunch fest is soon to come to an abrupt end, thank God...

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

Doing the Backstroke in a Swamp of Neutered Nutrias.

Anonymous said...

Approaching that person, Pythagoras said, “Stop beating the dog, for in this dog lives the soul of my friend; I recognize him by his voice.”


Anonymous said...

Vizananda,

Thanks for Vortexcourage. Most welcome.

I have recently determined the criminality rate is maybe 98%. Shocking. Me mum always said everyone is really decent. NOT. I have a code, an iron one. It has taken me a very long time to understand that others do not have any kind of good code at all, much less an inflexible good code. I spit on them, but I am comforted that I will not see them on the long journey to Paradise.

Yes, absent minded and sometimes physically off balance. I think we're being waved. A pox on their waves. I read that if they let it rain in California, many would die from the massive radiation that would come down. I am exhausted.

I would say ixnay on the confrontation over being mean to dogs. People who do that are full of hate and likely have no souls. In other words, you could get really hurt (I know, I've been there). Also that locale is the one that sent out that lot that knuckled under to the serpents and murdered Christ the Lord.

A home, a home, a home for Viz.

Love,

Magdelena

Visible said...

I wasn't really going to deck the guy, I just felt like that but it passed. He's old and set in his ways and like so many, disappointed in his life so he takes it out on those at his mercy. Many people do this kind of thing; to animals, children and others.

I got to be 'somewhere' in 3 weeks so I suspect that I will be.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up now-

A Darkness Blacker than Night. The Horror!!! The Horror!!!