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.

End Transmission.......


Anonymous said...

in real time...

all over creation,
those who Love the Truth resonate a frequency that is for all time


Truth is our imagination, a Gift

From the Almighty

We should not be so inconsiderate
as to place our limitations on the Almighty....that is what stupid is all about...just like Nina Totenberg at the
"supreme court" discussing two sodomites claiming anal intercourse is the same definition of Family...for all

Justice...requires Truth

M. O. K. T. -
"the Almighty is not mocked"

what would members of the stool sculpture deity cult compound know about that...?


{in the film Waco: A New Revelation, Elena Kagan can be seen on the front row during the Congressional hearings...Wayne Martin who called 911 on
28 Feb 93, said to Larry Lynch "Larry, when you reject truth you place yourself in Judgement"...Wayne was a Harvard Lawyer,
Kagans birthday is today..has anyone been prosecuted for the Mass Murder of the Davidians ?
how many "colored girls" were murdered by the JACK BOOTED THUGS employed by the Stool Sculpture Deity Cult, and why should that matter to a NEW AG of color, who worked for Goldman Sachs?}


They murder babies cause they have a license....
see all the blessings - America



flyingcossack said...

believing one's own bs proves one's existence, kind of like i think therefore i am ... we just need to be smacked out of it sometimes ... it's all good, makes one feel alive

humility is plowing the field, not in what one says ... names, titles, adjectives, and attitudes, are all vanities ... whether you say i don't know, or i know everything, it doesn't matter ... whatever keeps you hungry is the attitude for you

one of the things i remember my father telling me ... once you spot one jew, you can spot them all ... they will compliment each other over the smallest inanities ... they will only compliment gentiles to manipulate them

Visible said...

as regards the load of self indulgent blather that I didn't publish; no reference in the posting had anything to do with you. I was talking about something else. You didn't even come into my mind. I plan on keeping it that way.

Anonymous said...

The Exegesis of Les Visible

I think you and PKD might have had some mind blowing, divinely inspired conversations.
Liz in LA

Katy said...

God, in order to purify his elect and render them victims of expiation, makes use even of the devils, who because of their hatred of souls and large intelligence become more efficacious than others to the attainment of His ends. He said to His servant Gemma: “Be prepared, My child, the devil will give the last touch to the work that I will accomplish in thee.”

"I do not know what will happen to me; I only know one thing for certain, that the Lord will never fall short of his promises. Jesus tells me continuously, “I want your soul to be purified and tried by a daily hidden martyrdom; do not be frightened if I allow the devil to torment you, the world to disgust you and your nearest and dearest to afflict you, for nothing will prevail against those who groan beneath the Cross for love of me and whom I have taken care to protect.”


Peace and Love
Courage and Kindness

MisterT said...

An alternative explanation is that it is the ego, of course, which sounds like it might be the right answer.

All the best, Mr. Visible.

galen said...

"It doesn't matter what you go through. It matters where you get to."
-- Les Visible, 4/28/15

Thank you, Visible. Ya know, painful as they've been, I am blessing my lessons and kissing my scars.


missingarib said...

Vis,indeed the spoken/written word may only reach so far, some see the finger, some see the moon ,some experience the intuitive moment. "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 interpenetration of thought and form,gray lions carved in stone.

Changsha one day returned from hiking on the mountain and came to the Leader at the gate.
The Leader-Seat asked, "Venerable, what places have you been going to and coming from?"
Sha said, "I'm coming from hiking on the mountain."
The Leader-Seat said, "You arrived, where did you come from?"
Sha said, "In the beginning I left following the fragrant grasses; and then I returned chasing the falling blossoms."
The Seat said, "That is very much like the meaning of Spring."
Sha said, "It even excels the Autumn dew drops on the lotus."

live long

Ray B. said...

Vis: "I haven't got anything to say when people bring up pedestrian topics. It's just chatter..."

I am slowly moving this way, myself. I am having a harder time 'focusing down'. It is construed as either absent-mindedness or rudeness, but comes from a much deeper level. It will be interesting to see if this balances out, or ends up with me on a mountaintop somewhere...
Vis: "... 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."

With me, this happens because I am ignoring an emotion. Like it or not, today's environment generates a lot of anger, rage, fear, and sadness. I find that if I do a daily internal 'check' for these unfelt emotions - and then feel them through - someone from outside does not have to get in my face to bring them out. (External life gets more pleasant.)

I have watched several other people for this, and it does seem to be true. The person accumulates some negative emotions (and the pain beneath it), but keeps going. If they 'wait' long enough, somebody eventually 'shows up' and triggers a response to force the feeling forward. (Usually AT the somebody, which causes relationship damage.) It has gotten to where I can almost 'predict' who/what is going to show up for the 'holder'...
Vis: "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."

One of my Teachers said exactly that. A person can speed things up with proper application of the steering wheel and accelerator pedal analogy, but it will happen nevertheless. If you think of it in a certain way, we bring to us what we next (really) need. There is a natural 'magnetism' at play, and no resistance from our deeper nature. It is only when we are operating from the intellect, or from a 'programmed' space, that there is likely to be a deep-seated resistance (which blocks the manifestation).

(An interesting thing along the line of your quote took place after a few of my England/Scotland trips. I had met and interacted with quite a few unseen entities along the way. At some point, I had the realization that I no longer had to physically travel to meet new entities. If needed, either some part of me would contact them, or they would be attracted to me. I remember having mixed feelings in that regard, both 'cool' and a disappointment to a 'traveling' justification.)
Vis: "It seems that when we are put through extreme and repetitive scenarios of seemingly pointless suffering..."

For me, this is often when I am being forced to 'get' something. It may be something still sitting back in my unconscious that has to come out, or recognition of some 'baddie' influence from 'without'. As soon as I get it (and incorporate the result), the repetition stops. Knowing this pattern (at least for me), I try to identify 'something' as soon as a scenario happens two or three times. Sigh and grin...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Visible said...

I was referring to internal and invisible pressures. The outside doesn't have much effect in that regard.

Kazz said...

"A person can speed things up with proper application of the steering wheel and accelerator pedal analogy, but it will happen nevertheless.'

In reference to the above quote by Ray. B I have a confession to make.

The Divine has awakened within me an unquenchable thirst for THE DIVINE'S knowledge. I say that because there seems to be different movies playing on the screen and even though all are provided by the Divine they don't all provide the same quality of journey, or destination.

My ego has taken another harsh blow, which I am forever grateful for :o). You see I find myself in a place where I think I have nailed reality and then the Divine comes along and smashes the lovely big lego world I have created. I rebuild that understanding (lego world) and then the Divine comes along and smashes it again. Each time this occurs my lego world (construction of reality) appears to be getting closer and closer to that which the Divine wishes me to see. At least that is what I am praying for.

If I had one wish it would be that I could see the truth without my flawed perception getting in the way.

Many times when my perception of the construct I am living in is dashed I realise that I have misjudged others and their actions through my blindness. I am now in a place where I wonder how I can even trust my self to adjudicate or form any perception which is not illusory.

I cannot express how frustrated I feel that I appear to be the biggest stumbling block to that which I am in pursuit of. Only the Divine could turn my world upside down within such a small space of time. Most of you, especially those who have studied psychology, must be tired of trying to keep up with me. You are not on your own.

All I know is that I don't really know anything. That in itself appears to be a giant step in the right direction, and a different direction to the step I took yesterday. I am so glad that God is forgiving, or at least I hope that is the case, because I am in need of lots and lots of forgiveness. In sight of this I can only pray that others will forgive my short comings and annoying ways, because, quite frankly, I am in a place momentarily where I just can't seem to operate at a more functional level.

To say this journey is challenging would be a huge understatement. Climbing Mt Everest is challenging, developing one's consciousness to a point of clarity, for me, appears to be akin with walking on water, and I don't know about the rest of you but I am getting pretty bloody wet!!!

Luv Kazz

OliveBranchInHand said...

Esteemed Poet;

I stand at Your door today, as a dirty and humble beggar. I come from the cold and dark roads, and so, I am at Your Mercy. I bring only a head full of wondering and an olive branch to lay at Your Feet if You will permit me The Honour of approaching Your Grace. If You will allow me to speak, I wish to speak shortly about how my clouded eyes view the night that I see between Us. These eyes of mine have deceived me before, and I should not be surprised if they will do so again, but I digress. First, I lay down the Olive Branch, Your Grace, if You will allow Your Guards to let me near You. I come in Peace. Here is what my eyes see: I have gravely offended Your Grace, and thus lost Your Trust, by my dark words and by my dark actions, my presumptions and intrusions. I think that my words mean nothing to You now, but still will I say: I am sorry for the hurt and confusion that I may have caused You. I believe, perhaps delusively, that You see me as a Spawn of Satan, if not a willing Agent of Satan, even. But, my clouded eyes might lie to me. Perhaps You see merely a deluded and pitiful fool. I cannot know what Your Clear Eyes tell You.

I am wondering if Peace and Dialogue could be re-established between Us. I am wondering if there is something I could do to win back some of Your Trust. I am willing to sacrifice a great deal for this, since I see Your Grace as a Devotee of The Ladies Truth and Nature, those two Fine Ladies who are also among my objects of Devotion. Thus, I come as a dirty and lowly beggar, humbly begging for another chance. I know that Your Heart is Pure and Good. I wonder what I have to do to prove to Your Grace that mine is too.

I have come not knowing, at Your Mercy, and I shall leave again, not knowing. Please don't trouble Yourself over me, Your Grace. I feel as much at home in The Night as I do in The Day, in The Darkness as I do in The Light. I expect nothing from You, and I shall take anything that You offer as were it a gift from My Beloved Herself.

In Veneration,

The Beggar Thomas

Anonymous said...

Worship Govinda, Worship Govinda, Worship Govinda, O fool! Rules of grammar will not save you at the time of your death! (Sri Adi Shankacharya)

Ray B. said...

Karen Norman, April 29, 2015 6:16:00 AM

Ray. B: "A person can speed things up with proper application of the steering wheel and accelerator pedal analogy, but it will happen nevertheless.'

Karen/Kazz, the above was a reference to manifestation: the steering wheel being our thoughts (conscious, subconscious, and superconscious) and the accelerator pedal being our emotions. Together, they determine the manifestation path and the quickness of the manifestation. So, one must be aware of both aspects, as far as possible.

I take thoughts/passion for the Divine as part of our superconscious nature. They help us on our way 'home'. The tricky part is to have the manifestations in a way that does not shatter the personality. It molds it upwards, but does not shatter it. Slow but steady.

(On the psychology side, I have seen quite a few cases where 'too much' of the Divine has left the individual unable to cope in the world. In rural places in India, they recognize this 'state', see him/her as one version of a holy man, and provide a begging bowl. In 'civilized' countries, the establishment gives him/her psychoactive drugs to force the individual back into group consciousness.)

I kind of believe that the ineffable wants us to 'return' in some form of functional state. To be 'useful' on each level we reach. (Otherwise, why bother?) So, my way of doing it is twofold: First, just to ask for what Ray can truly handle. And second, to ask for whatever healing or 'stabilization' space and time which is necessary to integrate the newest 'change', before anything else manifests. Slow but steady.

As a result, in a way, my life is like one of Vis' earlier comments: Something builds, reaches all I can handle, and then backs off until I can 'recover'. And repeat... (grin)

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Alan Jong said...

All you have to know, is that everything you see hanging across all space and time, is a contained fire, that contained fire if it ever was to flourish outside of its containment encompasses all empty space and everything thing therein. The Fire that gave birth to the universe was tamed with a dance.
Furthermore no matter how distant all galaxies are moving in empty space; the only knowledge which that cosmic inflation indicates is how much more massive the fire that would occupy that space has grown over time.

"The dove descending breaks the air. With flame of incandescent terror Of which the tongues declare. The one dischage from sin and error. The only hope, or else despair Lies in the choice of pyre of pyre- To be redeemed from fire by fire.

Who then devised the torment? Love. Love is the unfamiliar Name
Behind the hands that wove
The intolerable shirt of flame
Which human power cannot remove.
We only live, only suspire
Consumed by either fire or fire."
T.S Eliot "little Gidding"

Anonymous said...

WE are experimenting a grand farandol dance
On a serpentine course.
Accelerating as we speak through the void...
When we enter the grand finale,
or while in many of Its throws
You will have a glimpse
at its elliptic peacock tail light...
Grand weaver!
Molder of consciousness!
Intertwine our souls in a karmic patterns...
It could be any kind of shape... depending on which view
"You" comprehend
all the intricacies!
Which frequency will you emanate this time?
Do you see the beauty of it "all"?
or are you scared of it "All"?
We have been mislead and lost we acquired a poor understanding of his patterns...
We determined a price tag on "all"...
Grave mistakes that will lead to total "under-standing" because
To under-stand and supersede is our destiny!
deeply the errors and repent organically
Inscribed in your genes...
to reach the Penultimate realization that humbles you and makes you whole!

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

Holocaustianity, Political Correctness and Information Control.

Visible said...

I did not see your posting until now so I was unable to respond, since I did not review and post it. I was sleeping when it came in.

The answer to all of that is, quite simply, do not further harangue me with chaotic and specious assaults upon my nature and state of being. I am only what I am and make no claims beyond that. Since I do not present myself as an authority, I cannot (should not) be assailed as one who does.

Given your stated belief in the power of higher authority, it should be clear to you that when the almighty gets it into mind to change me according to my prayers, or failing that, according to his/her will, it will happen and not before. I have gone as far as human agency will permit.

I am not outraged, offended or hurt by statements made against me. I'm just not interested in being compelled to laboriously read them, especially when they are not germane or relevant.

I fully recognize my shortcomings and I await the inevitable transformation out of them, once they have served their purpose.

galen said...

I like it that people can ef up royally here and come back all ragged and humble and try to start over. It's a big deal to me to see this, to see folks bounce back from error, from shame and embarrassment, and from confusion ---- and actually admit it. I am so not good at that. Remorse takes over and my imperfection beats me up. What lessons and instructions I get from those who confess and psychologically undress in front of any eyes that show up. My ego must be bigger than the galaxy. Like anyone, I hate to ef up, but.... I DO. I wonder if there's ANYONE ANYWHERE that ever didn't. Nah. 

It takes some interest/time to listen to confession. I want to get better at listening and also at confessing. Lots of good teachers here. Some used to say, "Confess only to God." But if no one isn't God. . .? Hmmmm.......


Anonymous said...

Hello People.
Are there any among you that live in the U.K, that have a PayPal account and could sell me any of Les' books please? They are out of my price range on Amazon.

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