Tuesday, April 28, 2015

The Deep and Penetrating Awareness of the Essence of Whatever.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Cry Hamlet and let slip the dogs of Tofu.

Yesterday I had a radio broadcast with James Jancik at feet2fire radio. Since he needs to edit it and remove the extraneous, it may be a day or so to access but I will announce it here and at the comments when it is available. I mention it because in the process of doing it, I noticed some things about myself that may prove relevant to the rest of you or... some of the rest of you.

I found that all I wanted to talk about was the ineffable. Nothing else interests me, truthfully. I have a friend who drops by regular here. We watch movies and we talk and he said that the reason he likes to come around is because he can talk about the divine with me. He says that most people just have no interest in it, or have coined it in a way that it doesn't allow for the unhindered exchange of ideas because the ideas are more or less already formatted. He didn't say it like that but that is what he meant. The movies are just a cover for the conversation.

It seems to be the case however. I find myself in situations here, when I chose to go out, which is not often and... I haven't got anything to say when people bring up pedestrian topics. It's just chatter, no different than chipmunks or chickens, nattering on about those things that are of concern to them. This is not to say that these people are chipmunks or chickens. I'm only talking about the conversation and.. for all I know they are discussing the niceties of the philosophical dissections of Pascal and Descartes. Perhaps they are intellectual surgeons in that regard.

How is it that the most important topic in this, or any life, is considered of so little importance in the day to day? We bumble about like blind people in a whirlwind of magnetized dust, of which each charged particle, pings relentlessly off of those sensors that activate appetite and desire. It's a war for attention and a war of attrition, as the sensory realm competes with the spiritual, which exists in a cloud of unknowing.

These are the strangest of days. People are behaving either totally out of character, or their real character is being revealed. I don't know which of these it is but... time will tell and we shall see. My life hasn't been free of disappointment... hardly (grin) but I must say that some of the disappointments of recent times have been pretty dramatic. It is as if people are being given the opportunity to follow through and they merely pass through.

We often talk about phases and stages here; trends also. The more I withdraw from the clamor and glamour of it all, the more this cycling reveals itself. Often I don't know why things happen. Sometimes it seems that they happen just to see how much I can take and the more I tolerate it and rise above it, the more intensely it keeps on coming but as soon as I react and lose my balance over it, it backs off. The implication is that I can't win and it keeps coming until I lose and then it backs off; if that makes any sense. Lately though, it appears that I do know why it is happening. It is happening to impress upon me that I cannot rely on anyone or anything but the ineffable. In various ways this is a good thing because it permits me to step away from circumstances I was planning on involving myself in.

It keeps coming back to what I have been told ever since I got here. I keep being told that there is no reason for me to go out in pursuit of anything. I have only to be myself and be where I am and everything will come right to my door. I think this is the case with all of us but the elaborate strategies of the darkness, lure us continuously into lessons we would have preferred not to have learned the way we learned them. Afterwards, with the usual 20-20 hindsight we see this and we wonder, perplexed, why we didn't see it before. Why didn't we see it? It seems so obvious in the aftermath. Then again, there are all those times when one stepped into things and the most unpredictable and inexplicable events occurred and you end up standing there with a big bag of shit and then the bag of shit catches on fire. WTF?

I look back over recent years and I remember that I never intended for some of the things that happened to happen. They just happened and I got routed right into them, as if they were absolutely meant to happen. Sometimes I had another option and that was the option I would have preferred to pursue but access was closed off. Then I went through the misery of the routed option, only to find that afterwards, now... NOW... the original option was available. I'm left with the consoling comprehension that it's all routed and sometimes it's a bag of shit and sometimes its a bag of serendipitous wonder. Lately it has been the latter for me, in this drenched wonderland of deep beauty, seen and unseen, but felt... felt as an abiding certitude that all is well. That has not been the case with my interplay and exchanges with some others who, for reasons yet unknown, have set me up for disappointments. Luckily... I did not behave precipitously as I might have done in former times. These days... I wait and sometimes I think of that line from Milton's poem, “On his Blindness”; “they also serve, who only stand and wait.”

It is as if there is some kind of machine, like a fog machine and it vapes out a multicolored fog of replicating, rolodexing possibilities that are no more than fog; chimerical and whimsical, insubstantial as an early morning mist, burnt away by the rising sun. There's a bit of metaphysical truth. The cosmic, spiritual sun banishes both mist and darkness with its commanding light. Our physical sun is a symbol of the spiritual sun and ever so much more for its light is limitless. That spiritual sun is within us and the darkness and mist is our karma and attendant samskaras. It seems that when we are put through extreme and repetitive scenarios of seemingly pointless suffering, what is really happening is that the divine, in its great love for us, is accelerating the dispelling of our mist and darkness by putting us through as much as we can handle in terms of 'seemingly, adverse experiences. Naturally we presume that the universe is out to get us but nothing could be further from the truth;

“For whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and scourgeth every son whom he receiveth.

If ye endure chastening, God dealeth with you as with sons; for what son is he whom the father chasteneth not?

But if ye be without chastisement, whereof all are partakers, then are ye bastards, and not sons.

Furthermore we have had fathers of our flesh which corrected us, and we gave them reverence: shall we not much rather be in subjection unto the Father of spirits, and live?

For they verily for a few days chastened us after their own pleasure; but he for our profit, that we might be partakers of his holiness.

Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.”

Well that seems pretty clear. But... then there is the matter of how we are made to appear to others, whose whole perspective of existence is controlled by appearances and the inflexible parameters of morality that they have been subconsciously suited up in like a straitjacket of conformity. All the while the conclusions they come to are based on hearsay and speculation. This is much the way that so many come to their interpretation of the composition of the ineffable. The ineffable can NEVER be comprehended or defined. The ineffable is and always will be beyond the understanding of the human mind and heart. The only way the ineffable can be known is from within. When the ineffable begins to become present within ones being (as a result of all that accelerated suffering and chaos) then... then one begins to get a glimmer of what the divine is but even then it falls so very far short of the reality. One becomes filled with Love, which is also limitless and it grows and grows and one is reduced to nothing before the awe of it and this is where the humility that one sees in all true aspirants and teachers comes from. Those who have met the almighty in any of the permutations are utterly humble and can never buy into their own BS again.

There is a reason that divine luminous wisdom is called divine luminous wisdom. One does not possess it unless one is possessed by the divine who brings it as an accessory to his increasing presence within. God is a light and that light is the light that illuminates everything that one encounters and interprets it as it really is. It is beyond reason and logic. It is a deep and penetrating, instantaneous awareness of the essence of whatever.

Without the presence and interest of the divine, you will not know and cannot know what is and what is not. Reliance on your own capacity is futile but it is what motivates 90% plus of the whole of humanity. Why is it that primitive cultures have an atavistic grasp of the ineffable? Why is it that simpletons and the mad get it? It is because the truth is like a seashell beyond the seas reach. In this case the sea would represent the confusion and complexity of the world and the seashell would represent that which made its way out of the sea and into the sanctuary of the divine. You cannot make your way out of that sea on your own. You must have the good offices of the divine as personified by one of his agents.

It does not matter what anyone else thinks of you. It only matters what the divine thinks of you and the divine goes out of his way to prove this and it does not matter if the whole world turns on you because the whole world only turns because of the will of the almighty. Everything can and does, sometimes, change in an instant. This is why one must develop absolute trust in the divine and that which we are put through is the means that brings us to that state. It might not make sense while you are going through all the changes to get there but it definitely makes sense once you get there.

It doesn't matter what you go through. It matters where you get to.

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Thursday, April 23, 2015

We Are and We Are Not Who and What we Think we Are.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

“I believe it's our loss of connection with our instinctual side that prevents us from being effective pack leaders for our dogs. Perhaps it's also why we also seem to be failing at being positive guardians of our planet.”

We seek to address a critical item today which is as much personal as it is general. We will use the words of Paramahansa Yogananda as a guide, both for what is right and what is effective. I will also add the word, 'appropriate'. I am not Yogananda but I take the justification for some amount of my actions from what I have heard concerning what is acceptable in the push and pull; the coming and going of interplay in virtual space.

Sir, what should I do to find God? A student asked. The Master said:

“During every little period of leisure, plunge your mind into the infinite thought of him. Talk to him intimately; He is the nearest of the near, the dearest of the dear. Love him as a miser loves money, an ardent man loves his sweetheart, as a drowning person loves breath. When you yearn for God with intensity, He will come to you.”

“Some persons think that unless a devote undergoes great trials, he is not a saint. Others assert that a man of God-realization should be free from all suffering,” the Master said during a lecture.

“The life of each master follows a certain unseen pattern. St. Francis was afflicted with diseases; the fully emancipated Christ allowed himself to be crucified. Other great personages, such as Thomas Aquinas and Lahiri Mahasaya, passed their days without tremendous stress or tragedy. Saints attain salvation from backgrounds vastly different.. True sages demonstrate, regardless of external conditions, they are able to reflect the Divine Image within them. They play whatever role God wills, whether or not it conforms to public opinion.”

Doesn't the Lord shower his grace more abundantly on certain men than on others?” a student inquired. Paramahansaji answered: “God chooses those who choose him,.”

“Sir,” a disciple asked, “how is it that some masters seem to know more than other masters?” “All who are fully liberated are equal in wisdom,” Paramahansaji replied. “They understand everything, but seldom reveal their knowledge. To please God they play the role He has assigned them. If they seem to blunder, it is because such conduct is part of their human role. Inwardly they are unaffected by the relativities and contrasts of Maya.”

One day the Master told the disciples about a saint who fell from the highest path by public exhibition of miraculous powers. “He soon realized his mistake,” Paramahansaji said, “and returned to his disciples. At the end of his life he died as a fully liberated soul.”

“Sire, how did he rise again so quickly?” a devotee inquired. “Isn't the karmic punishment more severe for a man who falls from a state of high advancement than for an ordinary person who acts wrongly in sheer ignorance? It seems strange that the Indian saint did not have to wait a long time for final liberation.” Smilingly the Master shook his head. “God is no tyrant.” he said. “If a man was accustomed to a diet of ambrosia, he would be unhappy at having to eat stale cheese. If he cried brokenheartedly for ambrosia again, God wouldn't refuse him.”

A student deplored the fact that reports of evil in the world were usually predominant in the newspapers. “Evil spreads with the wind.” the Master said, “truth is able to travel against the wind.”

“How could God, the Unmanifested Absolute, appear in visible form to a devotee?” a man asked. The Master said, “If you doubt you won't see, and if you see, you won't doubt.”

“Do not think that you can comprehend the Infinite Lord by reason. Reason can grasp only the cause-effect principle that pertains to the phenomenal worlds. Reason is powerless to understand transcendental truth and the nature of the Causeless Absolute. “Man's highest faculty is not reason but intuition: apprehension of knowledge derived immediately and spontaneously from the soul, not from the fallible agency of the senses or of reason.”

Far too many of us are hamstrung by orthodoxy. We tell ourselves that such and such a person, so defined as a type, must meet particular specifications of behavior and appear a certain way, according to some accepted template. This is very often not true and those who present themselves within the framework of these templates, not infrequently, fail in spectacular fashion; especially in times like the one we are in. The historical record is filled with examples of God using the mad and social misfits. It is not the appearance of good character that counts with the almighty. What counts is the level of intensity of ones desire to discover the one and one's ability to risk all of the things that the more traditional hold on to ...because the rewards they are seeking are dispensed here. That is a fools errand.

I have often insisted that people take what is useful to them here and discard the rest. Don't over analyze. If something 'feels' authentic, exercise it and see. If it is real it will manifest, if you are real. I've run into some amount of criticism for acknowledging my invisible friends. However, the proof that I have them has been amply demonstrated in my life any number of times. The circumstance of my acquittal some years ago could ONLY have been achieved through divine agency. When I fell some months ago, I should have been dead, given the force with which my head hit the concrete from such a height. I did not even have a concussion. I can also point out all of the times when things have worked out against impossible odds. Skeptics can think what they wish. I was and am present and they are not. I do not mention my invisible friends to set some kind of favored or special status to myself. I mention them to encourage others to seek the same relationships. Certainly there are negative forces out there with subtle and clever capacities BUT... what does the advice one receives result in?

We are all unique creations. God does not make any two of us the same. It can seem so sometimes when so many people share common tastes and an attraction for material things but we are all different. For some of us, receiving information and advice from certain quarters is difficult due to personality issues. Personally, I do not let this be a factor. I will take good advice from just about any source.

I am a seeker of higher states and the companionship of luminous entities. I am a student and a seeker, like yourselves. I am on a journey, as are you. I seek to point out things of interest and items of importance that I have found important and that possibly may be important to others. I make no claims about title and stations and have gone to absurd lengths to defeat the conferring of unearned status upon myself. The lengths I have gone to have seriously estranged me from some. It could well be that I could have handled things better or differently but it was what it was and it is what it is. I don't look back, nor do I agonize about what I shoulda, coulda done.

The record of people with invisible friends is large. Some don't talk about it but they have them. Some do talk about it. Job descriptions differ. It should be stated here as a hard and enduring fact; if you seek to serve the ineffable, you WILL be given the opportunity. Those seeking glamour and personal importance are going to learn lasting and telling lessons.

Some of us move with relative ease through the twists and turns of our existence; no drama of demonstration is required of them. Some of us, on the other hand, make waves. Some of us cause disturbances. Some of us have some level of control over this and some of us have none at all. We are all playing a part. You may not like an amount of the actors you witness. Sometimes that is easy to understand but we all owe most everyone some amount of gratitude for doing it so that we can learn from the observation of the consequences of their courses.

We are all guided and we are guided by that which corresponds to the direction we have taken. Some of us are getting bad advice and some of us are getting good advice. Some of us are listening and some of us are not listening. This is why, for myself, I pray often. I seek good counsel and I have a single directive; find the ineffable and... I KNOW that loving the ineffable and keeping the ineffable uppermost in the consciousness will militate against all kinds of errors in the process. There is a reason that the exhortation to love the ineffable is the 'greatest commandment'. A relationship is established and it moves at the speed of your love. Want to move faster? Love more. The almighty judges you by the quality and direction of your heart, not by your mistakes, which we all make, possibly more often than we think we do. We are measured by our love and by the zeal we bring to the acts of pursuing self discovery and performing devotional service. We are not measured and judged according to the arbitrary standards of the world. The world rewards and applauds certain things and the ineffable does so also. They are very much not the same things.

End Transmission.......

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Thursday, April 16, 2015

Living on the Treadmill of Fear.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

“Questers of the truth, that’s who dogs are; seekers after the invisible scent of another being’s authentic core.”

If you are watching closely you can see your life change. If you look even more closely you can see it coming before it arrives. I favor the second. This is one of the curious mysteries of life. We should know that things are going to happen to us. They happen to everyone else. How does it serve that some variation of these countless themes will not happen to each and every one of us? I should add that just because I favor the second approach, I am not a trained professional. In any case, the first method leads directly to the second, automatically, as the result of paying attention.

Of course, there are people who pay way too much attention to the minutiae of things that haven't happened yet and maybe never will. They obsess over negative possibilities. We call these people neurotics. Then there are those whose whole attention is focused on what they can get away with doing to other people. We call them psychotics. Of course, they're a little more nuanced than that. Then there are those who are motivated to act out on those things that drive a neurotic batshit and they're called compulsives. Compulsives do what they do because they think that particular set routines will protect them from things happening to them, which they don't. Technically they are called obsessive compulsives. They are not to be confused with impulsives, who are usually acting out to relieve stress. It all comes down to anxiety and stress, which are the result of a fear based existence. They like to say that all of these are caused by chemical imbalances. Why do 'they' say this? They say this because the pharmaceutical companies lean on them to say it. The actual cause, generally, in my opinion, is the result of not being able to successfully integrate into a diseased society.

You can't fit into this culture unless you are willing to be bent out of shape. Once you are bent out of shape you develop any one or more of these psychological problems. They are a rite of passage. I'm aware that I was all too brief in my description of the defining characteristics of the various maladies but you can educate yourself at your leisure. All the violence being carried out by the system on the systematized; all the suicides and much higher amount of what doesn't get seen as suicide but which is suicide; it's all a product of the forced regimentation of human behavior, in the service of the conscienceless predators. It is almost laughable that people, en masse, would put up with it... but they do.

I've never put up with it but I've paid the price, as have all of us who insist on going our own way. It's a personal decision. You have to decide for yourself if you are okay with living on The Treadmill of Fear in return for whatever presumed quality of life you are going to be getting out of that. Hear that dial tone? My phone is off the hook about it. Here's something I learned and you can go to the third hexagram of the I Ching for the answer. It explains what you run into in the initial stages. I can vouch for that. It can be brutal but (also from the I Ching) 'perseverance furthers'. Unfortunately, most people don't have the sand or the determination to get to that place of enduring freedom. One of the problems is that it is not an external location and only turns into one when the internal light goes on. Then instead of living in this prison world you could be in prison and be freer than those on the outside. I had direct experience of this at one point and it blew my mind. I had people coming to visit me when I was locked up and they were often in sad shape. Meanwhile I was in bliss.

When I got out of lockdown, I had been in for 20 months during that period and I was lighter than air. Everywhere I went, I could see the ingrained misery of the people around me. I was in a state of intense hyper reality. I had been meditating for hours each day in my cell. It was hard to believe that I was seeing what I was seeing. After a couple of months that awareness went away for the most part and I didn't notice it as much. You get played back into the whole dreamscape. It just happens.

A classic example of this is when you watch TV. At first you are aware that you are watching it. You can see the absurdity, maybe... a lot of people don't even have that. Or say you are in a theater and you are watching a movie. You know that you are watching a movie but within a few minutes you lose that objective awareness and for all general purposes you are in the film or the TV show. This happens all day long because life itself is a movie. Most of the time for most people, the objective and consciously reflective awareness is not in operation. For others, it comes and goes. For the liberated, they are nearly always aware of the circumstances of their existence, except when they don't want to be.

I used to watch Guru Bawa. He would sit up in his room on the second floor of the Overbrook Fellowship, on mainline Philadelphia and the TV was playing all the time. I'd watch him watching the people while they were watching TV and I could see that he was working on them, while they were being distracted by the television. I had an amusing experience one day. This fellow, Michael Quinn, had been listening to me play some of my songs and, for whatever the reason, he was much moved by them. At the time, music, singing and dancing, were considered a no no. I always found this strange because Bawa was a Sufi and they have Sufi Dancing and other things but... I digress.

Anyway, Michael was one of those real mover and shaker kind of guys. He later became a multi millionaire from buying mansions in an extremely cheap housing market and then restoring and selling them. Later on we had a big falling out over a young lady named DJ, with whom I was having a romantic liason and that, I'm pretty sure, put the kiss of death on our relationship. Anyway, he was motivated to go right to Guru Bawa and tell him about my songs and how I should be allowed to put them out there. So... Bawa sends for me and I am seated in front of him and he gives me the standard lecture about music. He had this way of looking into the palm of his hand at certain moments when he was talking to you. It had something to do with reading your life. Then, out of the blue he says, “Okay, you can do this. You go out and do this but you come back when you have done this, okay?' I said, “okay.” The funny part is that while he was saying this to me, one of those commercials that were always coming on in that time period was playing and it was for Sergio Franchi's greatest hits. I was super aware of the irony going on.

The result of our get together spread like wildfire through the fellowship and before you knew it, some significant number of the residents were all banging on Bawa's door, looking to get the same permissions, which they did not get. It was pretty hilarious and only added to the degree of resentment I had to deal with there every day. It was such an event that he had to give a whole discourse about it, which involved a story about a king sending out through the kingdom for musicians (for some reason) and the result was that everyone was playing at once and it was cacophony. I don't remember how it ended, it was a long time ago.

Bawa was fairly prescient about things. He knew where various lifestyles would lead people, regardless of the hopes and ambitions of the people who want to go in any of those directions. It's funny how we rationalize what we want to do and who we want to be, in such a way as to convince ourselves that it is all on the up and up. I look back on my life and the intensity of effort I put into realizing my dreams, which never, or have yet to come to pass and I recognize now that I was spared a whole lot of bullshit and grief. All things in time and all things, more importantly, at the right time and in the right way. Otherwise it is a very slippery slope. I've looked right at it and seen that. I got a few famous friends who are dead now. They had it all, so to speak... but they did not have it all apparently and now they are in that far country from which they say no traveler returns but they do return. They return over and over and over again.

If you look at older people you will see those characteristics they developed over a lifetime of patterning. These are the things that came about in their attempts to deal with what life threw at them and the compromises they made. In many of their homes the lights are on all the time and the TV and radio are both playing at the same time. There's a reason for this and it has to do with getting to the further end of The Treadmill of Fear. It comes from having built a small prison for themselves within the confines of the larger prison that was built for them. I'm looking out my window at the wet jungle (it's been raining on and off for a week at least) and I wonder how it could be better than this. There's no one around and the only sounds are those of the wild life singing in concert with the atmosphere of their world. They're not on the radio or the TV but they should be.

I'll close on an amusing note. One of the readers here went off on an escapade to see if he could convince a certain few individuals to make peace with me. One of the people he talked to; I believe it was a woman, went on and on about all my sins and failings but also betrayed that she was up on every single thing I write, every radio broadcast I do and every comment everyone else makes but... she doesn't like me at all (grin). So, why is she around all of the time? It does make you wonder what that means but... in my case, I don't wonder long.

It's perfectly okay not to like someone. We are as much defined by our enemies as we are by our friends. We all have shortcomings and they will be called to our attention here and there but... there is no reason to lie and make things up, or create inflated exaggerations that bear no resemblance to real life. The truth should be enough. It should be. Maybe it's not.

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Friday, April 10, 2015

Memory Lane can Intersect with Amnesia Road.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

“Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.”

It occurs to me now and again that if our evolved self could see us as we are in the times of the moment we would be thoroughly embarrassed by ourselves. We are kept in a certain degree of blindness so that we can live with ourselves. It makes it possible for us to do things we shouldn't do and evade what we should do. We're given levels of logic and reasoning, which make it possible for us to explain anything, however we need to, in order to rationalize our course. This is an unavoidable byproduct of Karma and the attendant samskaras that accompany our Karma. Samskaras have been likened to scarves tied over our eyes and they come in various stages of thickness, from near transparent, to entirely opaque and this accounts for why some people cannot see at all (metaphorically speaking) and why some people can see better than others.

Karma sometimes puts us places where we do not prosper for the purpose of learning; because our Karma insists that we be there, also for reasons having to do with learning and sometimes for debts owed. Sometimes it is for the greater good... if we should be so employed and some of us are. Sometimes we are put into prisons; both actual and what is experienced in a similar way- a measure of confinement that obviates a greater freedom which might distract from whatever it is that we are there to accomplish. I've been in both permutations of this more than once.

When it became clear that I was going to Europe for what might prove to be an extended stay, I was somewhat excited at the possibilities, especially since I had been announcing I was going to go for some months before the opportunity came about to make that possible. There was no reason for me to think or imagine that I was going to actually go to Europe but somehow I knew. My life is not my own and hasn't been since I met The Man on the Beach. It was probably so always but I was much less aware of it. There were many times that I was unaware of this after but the knowledge of this would intrude here and there... sometimes dramatically.

My certitude that I would be leaving came about during my observation of a news report on Bushligula running for president. I knew that horrific bad shit was going to happen and... it did.

Suddenly, in the late summer and fall of '99, things came together to make Europe a reality and in the very country I was announcing as a destination, prior to my knowing anything about it. For some weeks before it became a certainty I was discussing the exact circumstances that occurred to bring it about with Lady Nature; speaking into the foliage at the jungle resort that I was managing at the time.

I thought I would play my music in Europe and it would all happen for me there. I knew it had happened to others and I wrote many songs as soon as I arrived but... it went very wrong for me there or it didn't move at all. It seemed like bad luck was tattooed on my being. My economic situation went from being upscale and comfortable, to making me reliant on others because things just would not move for me. The torturous agony of getting my books to print was gruesome. I was a displaced person in every sense. It was as if I were behind glass and every decision I made went south on me. It was not pleasant and there was an ancient darkness that did not like me at all. My consort could not understand what I was going through. Near the end, a very intuitive and elderly man who had been my consort's elementary school teacher, showed her how to test the room I worked in and she said the negativity reading was off the charts.

Regardless of the invisible resistance I was up against, I got a lot of work done and some of you have been around for a good part of that. I tried very hard to make it work, even to the point of deciding to stay in Germany, even after my life, such as it was, was no longer such as it was. I wound up at the mercy of a psychopath and had a bad accident, which served to send me on my way. In the process of trying to get out of there, I wound up at the mercy of another psychopath, who stole from me and caused me to lose a good portion of my possessions as well. I soldiered on because that is all you can do, or you can just perish by the roadside. Still, I remained and went through the changes necessary to pass the language test and be granted permanent European citizenship rights. Now a reader wants to fly me in to Europe this summer so that we can share some time together. This means I will likely travel to my former locations, however briefly that may be. What kind of sense does that make?

Out of the blue, a reader, offered me a landing place here. It seemed initially that I might have to stay with him for awhile but in less than a week I was mobile and had a place, which has proven to be a very, very nice place. It was difficult at first, seeking to integrate into this location, where I had never been, though I had lived on a nearby island for some while before I moved to Europe. It got extreme for a time here and then? Then it has since gone from good to better and better. I am eating food in amounts that are astonishing. I am working out intensely. I am gaining significant weight. I am focused in a very serious way and the forces of light here are much greater than the forces of darkness I was used to before. I hardly know what to say about any of this. I'm certainly not taking it for granted that it will just always be like this but... maybe it will be, more so than I have seen in awhile.

Yesterday, I had a wonderful talk with my good friend, Patrick Willis. The conversation revealed things that I was very glad to discover. Tomorrow I will have a talk with my good friend Ken O'Keefe. I've been keeping to myself for three months but that seems about to change I kept to myself for 15 years before that, once I saw how it was with the social interplay.. It seems that a lot of things are about to change but I am looking only directly in front of me and intend to maintain that.

I'm using the autobiographical vehicle, as I occasionally do, because of the resonance that exists between so many of us here. It seems that, with great frequency, we are often thinking the same things at the same times. So many times that it is ridiculous, something gets said here that readers were just thinking that very day. That has been demonstrated here more often than one can remember. A lot of unusual synchronicity takes place here. I expect that there is going to be an increasing intensity of this that we have not seen before. There is so much darkness and violence loose in the world that it can color our perspective in a powerful way. We can forget that however much the darkness may proliferate in times of darkness that the light also concentrates intensely in certain locales and personas. We forget that, as we are right in the critical phase of the changing of an age, the light is naturally growing and the darkness is breaking up. We rely so much on what our senses report that we forget about the law of precipitation and how everything we can see comes from a place that we cannot see. We forget.

Speaking only for myself, I can say that there were periods where conditions were so bad that I despaired of escape from them. There were times when what stretched in front of me seemed truly unmanageable and beyond my power to do anything about. On some number of occasions, divine agency intruded upon the matter and resolved it wonderfully. No one could believe what happened and often came up with the most ludicrous explanations for why it happened the way it did. When I walked away from a life sentence through legal miracles that had never happened in those environs before and has not happened since, some people said that I, a pauper, had bought the jury. They could not credit any other possibility and some of them badly wanted to see me go down. God has always been there for me and even though god has beaten the living shit out of me for dreadful extents of time- and admitted to it- god has always come through when it was needed and ALWAYS will. This applies no less to the rest of you than it does to me. “By your faith be it unto you.” and if we do not have that faith? If god cares for us, God will put us through whatever is necessary to gain that faith and it might not be pleasant.

I have read in various places certain corroborating things and I have been told directly by my invisible friends, the following; “if you could see how it turns out, if you could see the resolution to all of what you have endured, the way that we see it, you would not mind anything you were being put through in order to come to that end.” “Visible, I can laugh at what you are going through (and you can think me cruel and unfeeling) simply because I KNOW how it ends. I know where it leads so... I do not suffer from the same subjective ignorance of it all as do you. Nor shall that be the case with you for too much longer.”

“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”

“The sea gave up the dead that were in it, and death and Hades gave up the dead that were in them, and each person was judged according to what they had done.”

And my favorite...

“Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, Nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.”

Things happen to us that we cannot explain. Sometimes we are meanly persecuted, slandered and reviled. Sometimes we lose control over our own behavior and cannot understand how it came to happen. Life can be very hard and it can be very easy. It is impossible to say (except for the elevated and awakened few) which of those two courses are the more desirable in the end. We have to trust and we have to believe, because the conditions of our life will be dramatically affected by the extent of our possession of these capabilities. There is much we might not have to be put through too, depending on that. One thing we can accept as so, even when it does not seem to be so, is that the almighty is exceedingly merciful to us, even in our trials, often more so than we deserve.

I will never forget standing in that construction zone I was living in, in Eastern Germany; working so very hard, when I discovered what kind of a man I was dealing with and then... standing in the middle of that room and crying out with a passionate intensity, over and over, “Lord, get me out of here!” It was a matter of hours before I fell from a considerable height to the tiles and concrete below and I have no memory of how that came to happen. That man was usually always around but on this day he was gone from dawn to dusk, so I sat there or I crawled in great pain, unable to reach the computer and my cellphone was dead. It was none of it accidental. The next day when they held up a mirror to my face, the entire left side of my face was black.

As I sat in that construction site, I knew that everything had changed. Now I know why, too. One day we shall know all of the why and wherefore of our extended journeys on this plane. Peace be unto you all.

End Transmission.......

Saturday, April 04, 2015

How Does one Prove to Themselves the Existence of Jesus Christ?

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

“The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.”

“The more one gets to know of men, the more one values dogs”.

I am writing this on Good Friday and wondering why it is not called Bad Friday. According to the tradition being celebrated, not much good happened on that day when The Sanhedrin orchestrated the physical departure of The Avatar. I need to mention the players because some people like to blame it on The Romans. On a higher note, the whole thing was orchestrated to the end achieved (still in progress).

People who do not know Shit from Shinola but who will eat either one if it is served to them warm, will tell you there is no historical record of any Jesus Christ, or Jesus of Nazareth as he might have been known back in the time there is no historical record of his presence in. Do I need a historical record? No! I do not. Do you? That's nothing I know nor even wonder about. Why is this so about me? Why do I require no evidence of his presence? I got plenty of evidence.

I got St. Francis. I got St. Augustine. I got the documented lives of saints that I accept as being valid as opposed to the nimrods, granted sainthood because some corrupt pope wanted to increase both donations and control in certain areas. I've got the remarkable books written by illuminated souls from across the reach of time. I've got the thoughts of Paramahansa Yogananda on the matter, of course, we must always consider what happens to an organization once the master has gone.

Sri Ramakrishna, it is said, experienced enlightenment in every faith and said they were all the same. It is obliquely alluded to here but I have seen it more directly stated elsewhere. Here is a rare availability of the Gospel of Ramakrishna. It is an amazing work written by a sincere disciple. The actual book doesn't start until page 84. Ramakrishna also had experiences with Jesus Christ and somewhat to say as well. It is said that he had every siddhi that there was and never used any of them once. Then he transferred them to his disciple, Swami Vivekananda before he passed. Vivekananda was remarkable in his own right and wrote some of the clearest books on the spiritual path; among them, the wonderful “Raja Yoga”. Here is that profound book. I like to give gifts on Easter more than on Christmas but I tend to bow to authentic traditions so long as I am not bowing to the enemy of humanity.

If men such as these believed in Jesus Christ that is all the proof I need of the existence of Jesus Christ. I have never had an experience with Jesus Christ (as far as I know. Then again, he could have been that man on the beach) but I have certainly had experiences with other teachers and there was a time when I saw green holographic Buddhas in the foliage and flowers on all sides, regular like. A certain amount of corruption has dimmed my sight but I expect that to pass (grin). The corruptions of the mortal world are very difficult to avoid and that is why so many sincere seekers remove themselves from the world. Some of us do not have that luxury, given the nature of our appointed tasks and the degree of demonstrations required of us.

Christ was the last and greatest avatar of this 26,000 year cycle. The highest expression of Love is manifested in sacrifice. “Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” He also said, “No longer do I call you servants, for the servant does not know what his master is doing; but I have called you friends, for all that I have heard from my Father I have made known to you. You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go and bear fruit and that your fruit should abide, so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he may give it to you. These things I command you, so that you will love one another. “If the world hates you, know that it has hated me before it hated you.”

Bad Friday has often been a time of great trial for me Traditionally it has been a time when I have gone off the rails. This could be simply because April has often been cruel to me; more so than any other month. So far... not this time.

Many of you are deeply insecure about your right to the luminous realms; both as they are experienced here and elsewhere, should disparate locations even apply. They do and they don't, just like all the other fractured koan realities of life that we do not understand because of the divine contradictions. You sell yourself short, forgetting that, “all have sinned and come short of the glory of god.” Though you may have been born in sin; meaning that you were burdened with Karma. Karma (via samskaras) causes us to not be able to see clearly and so we miss the target, which is what 'sin' actually means and... I'm saying what I am saying because all of our misunderstandings come from a lack of understanding and it clouds our sight. We cannot have a perfect aim if we cannot vision correctly. Christ is the true example of perfect seeing and we can see with his eyes and hear with his ears, if we acquire the right type and amount of devotion. Though we have failed a thousand times, we shall not always fail and forgiveness is ours to claim, should we be capable of embracing a contrite heart.

These are some ideas to think about during this time. If you have read The Way to the Kingdom, then you know that on Easter some of us are privileged to attend a ceremony that is held every year on the higher planes. In some cases it is possible you might have attended but have no memory of it. It is possible that any number of things have happened to you but you don't remember. Memory (the High Priestess) is the key to many considerations.

Before I eat, I always say something to the effect of, “Lord, please bless and consecrate this food to my body for the completion of the Great Work. Transform this substance into the substance of your being and let it become that in me. Let it transform me into your likeness and make of me the perfect host for your presence. Let it drive all darkness from my being and fill me with the light of your Love. Let it fill my every cell with light and surround me with the aura of your divine protection. Please accomplish the Alchemical Marriage in me.”

Certain forces do not want me to pray or to meditate. I have to deal with this and all of you have to deal with some permutation of negative interference in your lives. Is this interference enough to cause us to turn away? Then it has served its purpose. Otherwise it exists to make you strong. That is also its purpose. The vicissitudes of life exist to test our resolve and our sincerity. They exist to challenge the level of our presumed integrity. What value has any of our assumed virtues unless they have been tried in the fires of experience?

Yesterday I was at Costco and as I was shopping a woman appeared behind me. She was quite beautiful and of indeterminate age. Our eyes met and it was one of those timeless transfers. She showed up several more times. It's impossible to communicate things like this but they happen to all of us, now and again. When I was in rehab in Bad Krozingen, the same woman appeared but she was much younger and the same simpatico occurred. We are not the only ones who inhabit our being. Other beings come and go and account for greatness achieved and the reverse as well. As for the latter, you can read about these events every day in the news. The greater the extremes reached by Materialism in these times, the greater the depravity and excess, which you can also read about every day.

Life is magical in the most wonderful sense but we seldom see this. It is going on around us all the time but we do not see it. We must recapture that ability. It is good to keep in mind that life can change dramatically and very quickly. When our imagination and our finer sensibilities have become polluted, we are rendered into another world. We share that world with many others. There are limits to what is possible in that world. There are no limits in the world that we left, in order to inhabit this dreary plane. It is possible to live in that other world while moving through this one. This has been demonstrably accomplished by those already named in this posting. It has been accomplished by some number of people who have not been named in this posting. It can be accomplished by you.

End Transmission.......

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Thursday, April 02, 2015

The King and Queen of the Visible World.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of tofu; thus does Cochise make cowboys of us all.

Once we were small and then we were not and then we were not at all; or so it seems, cause people come and go. They come and go just like the Karma Chameleon but... they don't really come and they don't really go. They simply manifest and unmanifest in this particular bandwidth for specific periods of time. We are all looking at the same thing, sooner or later. Most of us spend our time here to the degree that we believe we are here, to the exclusion of an awareness of everywhere else other than here. However, it is only this composition of aggregate dust that occupies this zone. Our emotions are in another. Our minds in yet another. Our soul and spirit also have their place of residence. We think it is all happening here but that would be a rare occurrence pulled off only by masters of the trade.

So... we're here, more or less but we are not integrated. Our minds fly off in all directions. Our emotions do too. I'm guessing our souls and spirits are fixed but- most of the time- out of reach. These eternal features of our immortal but inactive nature never seem so far away as they do in times of material darkness. They are right there though. Your consciousness needs to be vibrating at a particular frequency in order to make communion. Imagine that. Imagine that there is someone or something you love more than anything else and more than everything else put together. Imagine that you don't know what this is and all you have is a vague and undefined yearning. You've tried to quench this thirst with all kinds of things but nothing works for long. Not even the deepest sleep or the most powerful dream can conceal this yearning. You might interpret it as something else but its there. It is the most basic impetus, though our 'blind and deaf to reason' scientific community would define our basic impetus(es) as other drives because they don't recognize anything outside of the bandwidth they are captured in. There are, of course, some exceptions to this but they are in the minority.

What happened yesterday? What is happening now? What will happen tomorrow? It's too bad that our minds demarcate these constructs into separate time zones. It's part of what traps us. People talk about freedom a lot and they think it will come to them with the acquisition of wealth or some other material condiment but it doesn't. The result is quite the reverse. Here on this plane most everything is reversed; just like those old cameras. I understand one of the reasons that we have difficulty learning to walk is that we see everything upside down, prior to our accomplishing this remarkable feat. There's a message in there somewhere. There is a message in everything but it appears to be written in a foreign language.

I've seen that language gleaming out of the fabric of everything. It is a vibrating flame alphabet and as I remember, the characters were red and sometimes electric green. They were arranged differently and composed of different characters, depending on what I was looking at. Once I tried to make sense of all of this. I probed all the disciplines; occult, arcane, hermetic, alchemical, religious, metaphysical, mystical. Some of these are interdependent and some things I left out. I didn't learn much; not entirely true because I learned a great many things, I just couldn't use them. Either I didn't know enough or I wasn't allowed to. I am leaning toward the latter.

This is where real difficulty enters in. We are all in different phases and some things make sense and some do not and later on down the road, the things that made sense, now do not make sense and the things that did not make sense, now make sense. This explains why people can love you at one point and hate you at another; hate you at one point and then love you.

I stormed the gates of Heaven. I'm paying for that. I walked in alien landscapes where one should not wander unattended and I am paying for that too. I probably was attended. I believe I always have been. It is hard to accept this sometimes because memory tells us we have been places and done things that are not classically permitted and likely an offense against the will of God. One has to put aside their uninformed ideas of good and evil if one wants to understand better. Much of what we know as good and evil are the creations of the overlords and are employed for crowd control.

I've said what I had to say about these things for the moment. I want to segue to something that comes up all the time here. We hear about it in the comments and I hear about it in emails. It doesn't matter how many times it gets said or explained; people do not want to accept what is inevitable and what is inarguable. Sure, you can argue but that is just the result of temporary blindness coupled with the sort of ignorance that attends ones unwillingness to look life in the eye and see it for what it is. If you face life with open eyes you will not wander blind.

Carve these words by Lao Tzu upon your consciousness. Carve them deep. Draw blood. Make remembering what you are about to read, more important than eating and sleeping;

“Be utterly humble
And you shall hold to the foundation of peace.
Be at one with all these living things which, having arisen and flourished,
Return to the quiet whence they came,
Like a healthy growth of vegetation
Falling back upon the root.
Acceptance of this return to the root has been called 'quietism,'
Acceptance of quietism has been condemned as 'fatalism.'
But fatalism is acceptance of destiny
And to accept destiny is to face life with open eyes,
Whereas not to accept destiny is to face death blindfold.
He who is open-eyed is open-minded-
He who is open-minded is open-hearted,
He who is open-hearted is kingly,
He who is kingly is godly,
He who is godly is useful,
He who is useful is infinite,
He who is infinite is immune,
He who is immune is immortal.”

How many times do people come around here seething with outrage about what goes on in this world and also railing at God for letting it happen? There is only one time when anger has any value; when it is useful. This applies to every emotion of that kind, as far as I am concerned.

You must accept that Karma rules here. You must acknowledge that Karma is precise and perfect. You may not understand why things are as they are. It may sicken and outrage you but how useful and effective is that? You can rage and whine in your impotence for so long as that seems like some kind of effective tactic; which it is not (cue the blindness commentary). Karma is a fact. It is a blood and tears fact. You can stress out and commit suicide over it (which is what stress results in) but you cannot change it. It is what it is. You may not like it but so what; that is what Karma says, “so what?”

The beginning of getting what it's all about is in acquiring the understanding that you can affect some things and have no impact whatsoever on others. Everything you see is Karma. Everything you hear about is Karma. It is ALL Karma and that is why the Buddhas have something called 'unbearable compassion'. Serve as you go and do your best. It is what it is. It is what it is. People drive themselves crazy arguing about it and insisting it be otherwise or that there is some kind of cure or solution. There is and there is not. Karma is King here and Kali is queen of everything that moves and whatever happens to it.

There are things one can do. There are potential alterations that can be made to Karma and acts of sacrifice and good works can militate against Karma but it is also Karma that keeps people from this awareness. I don't like it any better than you do but I accept it. I get up every day and I go about my business as best as I know how. One day I will be much better at it. Some day I will see more clearly. Is this true of you as well? Time will tell and we shall see.

End Transmission.......

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