Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your nose read the jungle like eyes in the dark.
Ah... it all seems a long time ago now but... it hasn't been much time at all, relatively speaking. I've been here less than two weeks.. In that time I have managed one posting but there's been, if not good reason, certainly good cause. The first week I was staying with a friend and the usual social interplay, the time of the season, and... getting everything in order put posting on the back burner. In the week since I have been in a new place, which I have secured on the month to month and there have been persistent concerns with the vehicle I came into the possession of and which, for a bit there, looked like it had come into possession of me. I got it from a not altogether dependable or trustworthy (at least it seems that way) individual but it came with a mechanic and... though he is seriously busy he has managed to find the time for me here and there and... the problems were, more or less, minor and maybe... maybe we are over the hump with that.
It is and it isn't what I thought it would be. There are a lot more people and vehicles than I expected (could be the season) and the materialism of this particular quadrant is kind of through the roof; not to mention the sticker shock of things like groceries AND... everything really. I had expected an increase but it turns out to be triple what it was for many items in former times. Some things are only double and some are more than triple. On the plus side I got into a location that is at the lower end of what I might have expected. It looks like I can further reduce that in time and... I have time.
The first night I got here into this new place, there was a storm and it took down the electric and the phone (DSL line). By serendipitous fate the electric went back on the next day. The phone line still is not back on and that accounts for your not hearing from me, that and my reluctance to spend any amount of time at the malls; Starbucks, McDonald's and such, where there is persistent wireless. So... my apologies for this extended break in the action. It's not really all about the initial difficulties that anyone might expect as the result of a major relocation. It is also about the major impact on consciousness. I had forgotten what it was like living here and the overwhelming effect of Lady Nature and a culture so much different than the one I have known for so long. I've got no drive at the moment to do what I am doing at the moment (grin). On the other hand, I find that I am meditating several times a day and it comes about all by itself.
Just to example how diverse the experiences have been, at several points I have been overcome by a near suicidal sense of depression; not that that would ever be a consideration of mine. I describe it that way because it has felt that way so... yesterday, during the afternoon, I was in the kitchen dome. I am living in two domes next to each other. One is a kitchen dome and the other is a sleeping dome and I guess you can hang out in either for many another pursuit. In any case, I was in the kitchen dome and a wave of temporary despair hit and I made some comment along the lines of, “Well, it is obvious what you think of me and that accounts for the way you have treated me for so long.” I was going on about it, probably with an excess of self pity and the kicker is that there was no collective of reasons that would justify my state. Sure... there was the looming sense that this might not have been my wisest course and the idea that things could go further wrong if they didn't soon go right... I have to stop myself here and say... it's not like there have been any dramatic events or extended difficulties. It has mostly been just feelings and I attribute that to the large canvas of images that I picked up roaming through large shopping areas and moving from one place to another, taking care of all the varieties of business that confronts a person when getting everything in order; government buildings and the like.
I haven't been here long enough yet for my shipped packages to arrive (if they do-grin) but we measure things by degrees of intensity and not by the passage of time because time itself is affected in a big way by degrees of intensity in ones existence. Alright... I digressed all over the place attempting to set a tone for what happened and... what happened was one of the most positive experiences I have had in awhile and it was directly related to my momentary whining about things that hadn't even happened; of course... this comes about due to the incredible series of extended bad luck I have encountered in recent years. One might say I was projecting. There I was making these noises of defeat and I had just said, “Well... this is just more evidence of how you care about me.” I was sort of leaning on the kitchen table and I heard this tinkling sound behind me. There was no wind and it was exceedingly quiet at the time so I knew the noise was made by something... else. I turned around and there was this circular plate of the sun as a face. It was similar to the face of the sun on The Marseilles Tarot Deck only it was a female face. It was shaking back and forth and pinging off of the lattice work wood behind it and there was nothing observable that could have caused it. I touched it and it wasn't all that light.
More importantly... it happened precisely as I was saying what I said and it didn't tinkle and sound lightly or briefly. It was hammering from side to side. When I turned around to note it, it was still doing it and I could see, in an almost hyperstate of awareness that the face of the sun was smiling at me and very clearly into my head came the words, “No... that is not true at all. That is not so.” I can tell you, I didn't know how to take that except in a very positive and joyful manner. The conversation went on to say that this time is not like any other time and what I have seen and experienced here so far is nothing more that the usual confusions and delays that anyone might come up against when seeking integration. The totals on the positive scale, very much outweigh anything negative.
It is almost as if there is some unseen force that radiates into the environment, transmitting ill will. At the same time there are other forces of a positive nature. It could be that it has always been this way and I was simply not sensitive enough at the time to pick up on the competing weather fronts that swirl all around us. I was able to immediately tie this in to the grumpy faces I see moving around me wherever I go. Here in the land of Aloha, all is not Aloha but... there are a number of cheerful and willing souls as well. I had forgotten how generally impolite people can become under the harness of Materialism. It isn't everyone but... it is noticeable.
I cannot overstate how uncanny was that shaking of the painted metal sun. There was nothing there to cause that to happen. I was looking directly at it and I ran reconnaissance over the site of activity. It was supernatural without question and it didn't happen slightly, where one might reasonably question it. It rang out in a very, “No, no... TSK TSK” fashion. It was more like I was being laughed at but in an affectionate way. I can tell you... it pumped a lot of gratitude and gladness into my heart. Usually there is a breeze going on around here and it can blow strong as well. Seldom is it entirely quiet but during this period it was absolutely still.
I got a lesson that has to do with following and living my own words. I won't go into detail about all of the extraneous shit that was hammering on me but it had a ton of baggage that it was dragging along as evidence to convince. I have also been reminded that I have aged, regardless of how I may actually feel. It takes some powerful siddhis to discount that force which is active in all of us. I am supposing that falling and breaking my hip had a major affect on my state. I lost a lot of weight and it took a great deal out of me. When you factor in any number of other trials and such... it's been a gruesome and scarring period. So... I am well aware that I left behind a very very cheap comprehensive health program and an environment where food was cheap and plentiful and so on and so on and now I am somewhere that even a brief doctor's visit would cost several hundred dollars. I haven't checked but I am pretty sure I'm not wrong. Luckily there would be no reason for me to go to a doctor except for pain medication because I have natural ways to make it through any condition into remission; as do we all. It's nothing more than the usual fear driven apprehensions that come after all of us in these times of trial and testing in the war for souls. We are at the great harvesting. We are in that time of summing up. We are in the time and land of Mr. Apocalypse.
I apologize for taking up your time with this personal screed but it is Origami and my update, I believe, applies to many of you out there in one way or another. I suspect all good and striving souls are getting put through it. Of course, none of us likes to present ourselves in unflattering poses but we are all about the purpose of demonstration here, as well as full disclosure. I'm not generally given to being down. I guess it has simply been a long times since I was fully and completely on my own in what certainly qualifies as a strange land. The good news is that the invisible is very present and active and seems to be about to become ever more so from what I have been able to glean from my observations.
Hopefully, the next time I come around to post something I can do it from right here where I am and not have to drive miles down the highway to artificial sensation land.
Thursday, January 08, 2015
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Beamed from the Saucer Pod By Visible at 02:16
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