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Maya the spider spins her dream web, woven out of darkness and false light. The Dream Web is magnetic and our Karma is like iron filings that hang suspended in our atmosphere like dust motes. There are charged particles that are attracted to specific details in the web. It varies with everyone. Are Karma and Fate interchangeable terms for the same thing? There are many tales about Kismet in the Sufi tradition. There are many tales about Karma in the Hindu and Buddhist tradition.
Here is an interesting and thoroughly uniformed statement made at a forum where there was a question as to whether Muslims believe in Karma; “Muslims do not believe in Karma/Superstitions/Magic. We only believe in Destiny.” This is rather humorous if you give some thought to it. What have Superstitions and Magic got to do with Karma and... how is Destiny not a expression of Karma and therefore proof of the existence of Karma? What does it mean if conditions and events are destined? It means there is some kind of cause in play. What would that cause be? Since destinies are so various and remarkably dissimilar in many ways, logically, it has to mean there are specific differences in prior behavior somewhere and where is that somewhere? In what place did these prior events happen? Surely they happened on the same plane where the destiny is being effected. Or is there some other system that makes no sense that is the cause of it all? Look at the symmetry in the wider universe and tell me that a similar symmetry does not exist everywhere.
Of course, if you have no symmetry because your nature has been hijacked by the unnatural then this won't make sense to you. What do you believe is real or unreal? Your definitions define you. Maybe it would help if I explain how I have come to my own conclusions and beliefs. I test everything to see if it works and if it is valid when compared against the truth within me. If there is resonance then the sympathetic strings vibrate within. It is a kind of psychic smell test. It is one of those things where it feels right even though you have no immediate certainty, absent the ongoing experience of existence wherein whatever it is that one has under consideration, continues to prove out in application. This is the manner in which any legitimate philosopher and meta-physician comes to their conclusions.
Never assume anything because even if you are generally correct in what you believe, there are elements missing that are critical to the totality of your beliefs and may also account for an intensification and strengthening of your faith. Of course, without Love as the directing and most powerful drive, one is not going to come into the deeper stages of the quest. Only Love is sufficient to the necessities of the task, given the challenges that come on the way. More importantly, the Love and the devotion it inspires has more to do with drawing the attention and grace of the ineffable and it has been said by many wiser minds at different times that one does not attain to an interactive relationship with the divine under your own steam, given that all steam is generated by the ineffable to begin with and is then defined by our intentions. Intention is all important and one finds reference to this in many Buddhist texts and the scriptures of other faiths as well.
In the teachings of any legitimate religion, what is important gets said more than once and in more than one way. These elements are critical to one's understanding and the teachings of Jesus the Christ should be kept in mind where he says that there is one series of truths for the common mind and another for the disciples. This latter is to be diligently sought after and comes by revelation. Apparently, in most cases the ground has to be prepared over the course of time, as one is engaged in those trials by which ones sincerity is proven out. Cases like that of Paul on the road to Damascus are not the usual event. Of course, I don't know if this happened as it is said to have happened. I have absolute faith that Jesus Christ appears to certain individuals and it is a valid certainty when one considers that Jesus was a man but Christ is a station and everyone who attains to it meets Jesus, which shouldn't be that difficult for Jesus given how few in any generation achieves this state of awareness.
On the matter of Paul, I have no idea what was or what was not. I do take exception to many things he said. It is my belief approaching certainty that the tales of any great master omit more than they include and are often filled with made up details and some exaggeration, although I consider anything to be possible when it comes to masters, so I am not referring to exaggeration in that regard. One who has attained to a certain level of consciousness has the ineffable resident within and is capable of anything without limitation. That they do not go around doing all kinds of miraculous things all the time is a testimony to their character. The fact is that they do go around doing miraculous things all the time, they are simply, more generally done within the hearts and minds of those who gather and over the longer course of time in those who read their works, see films or whatever media there might be.
God is everywhere around and within us. God is, in some ways like the wind. Everywhere in the world the air is stirred by some degree of invisible breath. We never see it though. We only see that which is stirred by the wind. Let us look at human affairs. There is that which the ineffable inspires and that which the ineffable permits. You can well ask why certain things are permitted and I will say, Karma but Karma, like the wind... is often not seen at its point of origin, in consideration of the effect that the origin drives. Sometimes Karma is more immediate and sometimes it moves through following lives. We see the leaves that tremble and we see leaves fall. We don't see what causes it. There is so much we do not see but we base all of our beliefs on what is real on the idea that we aren't missing anything. That is a kind of arrogance we see every day in people's opinions on the meaning of events and the moral implications taken from whatever level of informed or uniformed morality they possess.
The almighty as we have been told, moves in mysterious ways. We might also say that the impact of the almighty on human events is often unseen. In times of Materialism, we collectively place far more emphasis on the seen as opposed to the unseen and the larger generalization on what is unseen are often misleading when not outright fabrications, indulged in by those who seek to manipulate the beliefs of the masses through promoting anthropomorphism, or whatever skewered ideas allow for catechisms, dogmas and cants that are approved for public mind control, which accounts for all the horrible things done in the name of religion.
Look, with rare exception, all political and fundamentalist religious systems are created by those who profit off of them. The same applies to economic systems and in every case as they apply to the basic understanding of any of these, one idea of the meaning of any of them is promoted through official vehicles and the real meaning is concealed because of the routine perversion of the principles over and over and over again.
We've all heard the name of Martin Luther but I will wager that most have read little about his life; the dramatic moments in it, the things he did and said and who he considered to be the enemies of humanity and Christianity. It is interesting to note that his ideas are shared by many another and that to this very day. When certain themes occur and reoccur over the course of hundreds and even thousands of years, there has to be a reason for it. Of course, in this time of Political Correctness, which is another pernicious by product of Materialism, all kinds of arguments are given for the belief in all manner of absurdities and these are promoted by those who benefit from the belief in these absurdities. Here we must keep in mind that the demonic authorities from the Infernal Kingdom most specifically promote discord and disorder. This is a consistent theme in the behavior of these entities, along with deception and the promotion of negative qualities in humanity. Keeping this in mind and noting the behavior of those who are in positions of leadership on the world stage, it is no reach to imagine who inspires their behavior.
Most of what needs to be seen is pretty clear but it is only as clear as the minds which consider any of it. What is it that clouds and confuses the mind of humanity? Once again, should you focus on things already said here and on what you have learned by observation about existence, it requires no great reach of the imagination.
May the ineffable inspire and motivate you in every positive way.
End Transmission.......
Wednesday, November 25, 2015
Some Thoughts on the Ineffable and the Exercise of Reason and Logic.
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Wednesday, November 18, 2015
Dancing with Dervishes in an Invisible Wind.
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Stranger and stranger... mysteries
swirl and twist in the invisible wind like dust dervishes. Images
comes and go but nothing is clear. It is too quick to register or
identify the images because of the spinning and like dust dervishes,
their path is unpredictable. We live in the middle of their coming
and going. For some it is just a prolonged uncertainty with
undercurrents of incipient fear. They don't know much about the wind
and nothing about what moves it and the images are swirling in the
back of their minds, beyond the reach of the conscious self. In
between these images and the conscious self are the programmed images
that have been placed there and which they cannot defend themselves
against because they are not informed about the value of an empty
mind. They are unaware that the world is a lie and unwilling to
consider it because it could well render everything they do and
everything they want as something unreal... or a lie. It could render
what they believed in to be as unreal as the world they live in.
There aren't many people who can handle the truth and that is why the
world is a lie. The lies make the passage between birth and death
seem more comfortable, as if... even though they know they were born,
they don't believe that they will die. They see people dying all
around them and do not believe that they will die. So they face their
lives with closed eyes and their value systems are adjusted
accordingly.
I find it increasingly difficult to
have something to say. I see what has been, based on my perspective,
which is really only a point of view. Perhaps it only happened that
way from that perspective. I see what's coming in bursts of vision
that happen between the movements of the dervishes. It is like
looking into The Mirror of Galadriel. I see things that are going to
happen, things that won't happen and things that might happen and I
don't know which is which.
It is uncanny how my own life seems to
mirror the conditions in the world. I think, more than anything, I
would welcome a stable environment where I could sink into my work
and have no concern for being able to afford it and no concern for
disruptive individuals drone hovering in the area. For some reason
this hasn't been in the cards most of the time and I know there's a
lesson there but I don't know what it is because it could be any
number of things.
I keep running into the oddest
situations. My mother passed about 6 weeks ago at the age of almost
96. There were a number of insurance policies; life insurance
policies. One of them, I know was for 250,000 dollars. I suddenly
became hopeful that my share of this would put me in a position to
have that stable environment where I could sink into my work, etc. My
brother is the executor of one of these polices and another brother
is the executor of 3 others. My one brother had been in Ghana for the
last month and just came back and he had told me that the insurance
company, Stonebridge Life in Plano, Texas, only wants to pay 10,000
dollars total. How can that be? One of the polices is for accidental
death so that isn't negotiable but the others are life insurance
polices. There shouldn't be any question about them. I am mystified
at the way life so consistently throws me curve balls. I hadn't spent
my life previously thinking about these life insurance policies. I
was barely aware of them, probably because the curve ball syndrome
has been so much a factor of my existence and also because those
aren't the sort of things I dwell on anyway, making money off of the
death of another.
It is perplexing. For someone who
preaches so much about faith, certitude and determination, I have
certainly become an example of something in relation to them and I'm
not sure what that is either (grin). Meanwhile, there has never been
a time when I could have used such a windfall more and it looks like
the wind came and took it. I don't know what to think. I know the
ineffable will provide but things like this and all the rest of what
has happened in recent years, tests my faith, certitude and
determination to the limits of their possibility. I'm getting past
the point where I can imagine I am going to meet an heiress or find a
patron. One would expect that such a thing would have happened by now
if it were in the riffling deck of cards that contain the elements of
my life's destiny.
Well... let me stop myself here before
I get all subjective and maybe even come off as morose or worse, I'm
not feeling that way. I'll admit to being confused, because... no
matter who you might be, you like things to be somewhat predictable
but I am getting that 'born under a bad sign' feeling. It doesn't
seem to matter how well I behave. If I could only understand what it
is that I am doing or not doing, or if this is some kind of
payback... or just a series of teaching moments, it would help a
great deal. The thing is that all my life I have been engaged in the
creative process and the majority of all my efforts have been about
the ineffable. There were periods of satire and comedy because that
is all I am left with when covering the world but anything else was
always about my love affair with the ineffable. In earlier times it
was a supernatural love affair with the goddess and that has formed
and reformed otherwise as I have aged and changed in the sequences.
This is the part that perplexes me.
Having loved the ineffable as much as I have and as long as I have it
makes me wonder greatly at where I find myself. I think of those
ashrams and fellowships that I could not integrate into. I think of
all the places in this wide world where I have lived. Once Guru Bawa
said to me. “You are in the jungle and you are out of petrol.” He
said something about tigers but I can't remember that part. I imagine
it had to do with danger and I now find myself in the jungle and out
of petrol (grin). Oh right... he told me I must get some petrol. Many
things tell me that this is not where I am supposed to be. I mostly
know this from the invisible side of things... sensations and
impressions. I am certain not to be in the particular place I am in
because my stay here is up at the end of December. I'm going
somewhere but I don't know where that is yet.
Another strange thing, an old
acquaintance offered me a cottage at his property in California for a
very reasonable fee and it is someone I have known for decades. We've
seen each other at odd moments here and there. We've had moments of
friction due to personality disparities but on the whole we have
gotten along. It was late in the night when he wrote me and he also
left a comment at one of the blogs, probably this one and he said
that he would write me a longer email the next day and wanted to
speak with me on Skype so I sent him my Skype ID for him to make a
request to go on my list of callers. He never did this. He never sent
the followup email and I haven't heard from him again, even though I
wrote him about not hearing from him... there was no reply. Here is
yet another mystery that makes no sense and I have had so many of
these that I can't make head or tails of it.
I have to interject here and state
emphatically that I am not in a negative state about all of this. I
am not depressed or anxious. I feel fundamentally sound and in good
spirits, despite all of these inexplicable setbacks and strange
forces out of the invisible. Even more unusual, or maybe it isn't, is
the appearance of an agent of the ineffable telling me that
everything is fine and that all will be well. I was told more than
that but... perhaps some other time. I have to laugh and all I can
think is that what I am being shown is to rely on nothing outside of
me and that all of this is designed to remove every idea of false
hope and false support until I have nowhere to turn except for the
good graces of my author and the promise of our reunion. No other
possibility makes any sense whatsoever; not that it is supposed to
make sense but given my life's work and the focus of my attention in
the greater sense, it seems likely that this is something the
ineffable would do to bring me into a stronger functioning awareness
of utter reliance on the divine.
I have only given a few examples of
things happening and going back in time there have been yet more. I
have to admit that I am pretty impressed at my resilience and
endurance... heh heh. I feel like a professional of some sort. I
don't know what sort ...but a professional none the less. Unlike so
many people who awaken to one day running on the same track as the
day before and headed into a future on the same track... there is no
telling what might happen in my day and the odds say that a change is
going to come and however difficult it may have been arriving there,
that is just how smooth it is going to be in the next reel. I took
the time to write about this today because I know that there are
others out there in similar circumstances, maybe not as extensive and
intense and maybe worse. Each of us handles these things in our own
way and I have sought to illustrate how I am handling it.
I look back on my life and I can see
numerous examples of 'abandon hope all ye who enter here' and somehow
I came out the other side. There were times far more dark than these
and yet they are only memories now. I am reminded at odd times of the
series of Thomas Cole paintings called “The
Voyage of Life” I am reminded of struggles so much greater than
my own. I am reminded of other lives in other countries that qualify
as miserable. I am reminded of people in hospitals and hospices and
prisons whose state of being is akin to a nightmare. I am reminded of
people in the streets who suffer from all manner of maladies and have
nowhere to go. I could go on in this theme but I think you get the
idea. I don't understand the things happening to me but I don't have
to. All I have to understand is that the ineffable is real and
however weird it may be in expression, loves and cares for me and all
will be well.
End Transmission.......
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Thursday, November 12, 2015
Love and Devotion; don't Leave Home without Them.
Two for one day!
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
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It has really gotten strange in this
world. You can't say anything anymore without it being taken out of
context, or amplified well beyond the intent of this writer. My
feeling about all of this has less to do with the pressures and
uncertainties of modern life and ever so much more to do with
unavoidable changes coming upon us and being some thing(s) we are not
intrinsically disposed to accommodating. We fear and resist change at
most points and we are not open to accepting this. I know this to be
true because it is true of me. As much as I seek change on a daily
basis, there are parts of my subconscious that are opposed. Beneath
the surface of our being is a huge sea of impulses and predilections
of which most of us are only dimly aware. Anyone who has studied the
effect of the mysterious ID and all those other misdiagnosed terms
that are in the common parlance, knows that there is conditioning and
there is also the unfortunate incontinence of the subconscious (how's
that for a snappy definition?) as it breaks through thin barriers and
the subterranean customs checkpoints of our inner self. Not a day goes
by when we don't hear about some poor soul who did something awful or
awfully embarrassing that they would never have done if they had been
in their right mind at the time. These days, far too many of us are
not in our right minds because the world we live in is dangerously
out of balance and we have adjusted to this and continued to adjust
to it, until we have adjusted ourselves into a synchronicity with the
dangerous imbalance of the world we inhabit.
It is due to an almost unnoticeable,
incremental press toward chaos that we find ourselves increasingly
separated from both ourselves and each other. It has also come to
where anything we say to one another, no matter how innocuous and
well meaning, can be taken for something else, something other than
what we intended and we are left at a loss to understand how and why
this happened.
I come here most days, although you may
not see the results every day, trying my best to speak from the heart
with all of the sincerity and passion that I am capable of. This is
the truth of me and I do my damnedest to be and do just that. I think
'most people' who come here believe this and I also believe this
about most of the people who come here. I often yearn with a great
hunger to be in a proximity where I can interact with the majority of
you. Alas... we are separated by great distance in many cases and
such is not to be. This is the point and purpose of the work that
takes place here because it is only in virtual space that one can
accomplish such a thing. Many times I have wished to see more of the
wonderful people I met in London when I went there to speak at that
conference. I only had the day and that was that. The river of life
flowed onward and around the bend. The days pass, all too quickly it
seems and I grow ever closer to my exit point, hoping that as I go I
can do more good than harm by an ever larger percentage. I seek with
a greater and greater intensity, to throw off the shackles of my
blindness, ignorance and intolerance. There is within each of us (for
the most part) such a great amount of programming. Some of that
programming is from other lives. It is not an easy thing to shake but
we go at it with a will, even though Lao Tzu, says, “let life ripen
and fall, will is not the way at all.” (grin). It can get
confusing; to do or not to do. To try or not try. Which is it? It
seems that it is none of them all the time and some of them some of
the time and being capable of flexibility and finesse is the key. It
seems this can only be made possible by a clear and open channel to
the intuition because although we certainly do not know in any
comprehensive sense, our creator knows everything in every sense.
What does this tell us? It tells us
that the key is to come into an ever more deep and continuous
communication with our higher self. The key is to be transported by
grace, or faith, or relentless industry; good works, a ceaseless
meditative focus... whatever it takes... to come into a state of
utter reliance on the ineffable and everything that happens to us in
this life is directed into bringing us to this point, IF we are so
inclined in the first place because... in times of the apocalypse, we
are all being brought to the direct resolution of what we are in the
totality of our being. Going up? Going down? Going sideways? We are
all going in the direction of our hearts deepest intentions, even
when we are woefully unaware of what that is. For some of us,
regardless of our rough state, we are being led on the proper course
due to grace. At some point we impressed the ineffable with something
and the ineffable has never forgotten. We forget of course but the
ineffable does not.
We have to shake the persistent
anthropomorphism that plagues our existence. We consistently mistake
the mind and intentions of the almighty with our own. We believe that
the ineffable thinks and judges like we do. We believe the ineffable
is just as unforgiving as we are, just as petty and impatient. This
is simply not true. The truth is that the ineffable loves us more
than we are capable of loving the ineffable back. The ineffable
yearns for reunion with us far beyond our own yearning. In all
things, the ineffable pursues us with a greater fervor than we are
capable of and it is this that we are meant to surrender to, the
divine impetus for resonance with the ineffable.
Guru Bawa once said that he was like a
fisherman and we were all runaway fish (I am paraphrasing) snapping
at every brightly colored thing and that he had set his hooks for us
and once the hooks were embedded in our mouths we were caught and it
didn't matter how frantically and powerfully we sought to swim away
in the direction of our pedestrian pursuits, we were hooked and
slowly, or quickly, depending on his mysterious purpose, as an agent
of the ineffable, he will reel us in. He was speaking in that
luminous intensity of his and I was fixed on everything he was saying
and all of a sudden, I caught myself (no doubt he was responsible for
this) and there I was with my mouth wide open just as if there were a
hook in it and I was being irresistibly pulled forward toward him. It
was, is, an unforgettable moment and in the moment of my discovery of
what was taking place I realized that it had been going on for some
time.
Later, down the road, when I was facing
a sentence of life imprisonment on Maui, my friend Michael Green went
to Bawa and told him about my situation. I should also point out that
in my situation NO ONE had ever beaten such charges before. It was a
slam dunk and yet I, with no money and a court appointed lawyer did
just that. At the time, Bawa said to Michael, “Oh, don't worry,
he'll be alright. He has just chosen another path.” AND... so it
was. This is one of the beauties about a great master like Bawa. He
understood that not all of us must be compelled to be forcibly
shuttled on to a particular path. As we often maintain here, there
are many paths up the mountain but once you have reached the top you
can see all the ways down. Bawa once referred to himself as a traffic
cop who stands at the crossroads of existence and who waves people in
the various directions that their destiny is meant to go. “You go
this way. You go that way.” etc.
I wish I had appreciated him more when
he was materially with us. I was so reckless at the time. I thought I
wanted to be performing recording artist. I distinctly remember
standing in my apartment back in 1976 in Philadelphia and saying to
myself, “I've got to rock and roll.” It was as if I were at a
crossroads; whether to immerse myself in the day to day of the
fellowship there or to follow my dream, which was not all that well
formed and which displayed a great ignorance of the music industry
and the mindset of those who run it. All I got as a result was a
great deal of pain and suffering and these days my music is a side
issue affair going nowhere at the same speed as the rest of me
(grin). Well... I don't know that actually. Probably a lot more than
I am aware of is going on and only faith, certitude and determination
will take me through it all.
I told myself before I got here that I
would give myself a year to see what was what here for me and I have
done this and like some kind of strange clockwork, I find that
circumstances have put me in a position to vacate where I am, exactly
one year after arriving. I did nothing to bring it about. It happened
completely independent of me. If anything I was as peaceful and
diplomatic as possible but... when the ineffable has plans it is
better that one does not have plans of their own. I suspect it is
possible I could be almost anywhere after the New Year. Somehow the
means to be wherever that is to be will materialize. I am confident
of this, just as I am confident I will not be rendered homeless and
destitute. The ineffable loves me as much as anyone and everything in
this life is created to bring me, or any of us, into an awareness of
this. It is fascinating to see to what a degree the ineffable micro
manages our lives if we are cooperatively disposed toward it.
I want to say in closing that although
I will occasionally say things that are not understood as I intended
them to be or which offend some, it is never my intention to make
such a thing happen but these things become unavoidable when dealing
with a wide readership, which incorporates so many different
perspectives and states of mind that can vary from moment to moment.
It's all timing ultimately. Shave a few seconds, or an hour, or a
day, here and there and the whole dynamic can change. Stop on your
way somewhere and everything is altered to a lesser or greater
degree. This is why a consistency of heart and mind is so important.
Even if everything around you is changing, the power within is always
greater than the appearances without. It might take some time to get
to where this is understood and employed but... we have forever.
Life can be very mysterious. It is
happening at so many levels and all of our thoughts and words and
actions are like the ripples caused by a stone thrown into a lake.
These ripples reach distant shores and they interact with other
ripples and a large complexity comes out of all this interplay
between the countless numbers of us. Deep within the heart of it all
is a profound simplicity and this is the most difficult of it all to
grasp and it is achieved by a letting go of everything superficial
and a consistent focusing upon the one who lies within the deepest
center of our being. Love and devotion; don't leave home without
them.
End Transmission.......
Sunday's radio
broadcast is here.
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Saturday, November 07, 2015
Sailing on the River of Life to the Following Sea.
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
The natives are restless. They can't
actually stop anything and they are at their wits end challenging the
credibility of the credible. Pot shots and ambushing hasn't been
working so other tactics need to be employed. We have to remember
that it's not all just black and white out there, anymore than it is
all just black and white inside your head. If life were just black
and white then the good guys would always come to a good end and the
bad guys would always come to a bad end and though ultimately this is
the case there is no real consistency in any of it in the short term.
These days it is hard to know who the good guys and bad guys are. A
lot of bad things are widely celebrated and a lot of good things are
considered undesirable, threatening and increasingly more and more
illegal as laws are made against behaviors that go contrary to the
will to power as expressed on the big game board of the elite, also
known as Planet Earth. For instance, telling the truth is considered
bad form. It upstages and offends the comfortable shared lies that
give us all something to pretend about.
We've brought up the persona of Shiva
before. Shiva is not a welcome guest at weddings and any number of
other celebrations because Shiva represents the truth. Truth is
almost always at odds with those temporary things we have all
convinced ourselves are more permanent than they are. Yet each of us
can look at our lives to this point and recognize that many things we
thought were permanent and hoped were permanent, turned out not to be
permanent at all. Life is a fluid river of change. As much as so many
of us talk about change and the need for change, we fiercely resist
it when it runs counter to the things we would rather not have
change. Change is a whole other thing when it moves from changes we
would like to see, to changes we have to be.
The truth is that good guys get knocked
around these days even more than bad guys and if you start including
things like honor, integrity, a love of the truth and worse... a
desire to express it, even though we know that absolute truth cannot
be expressed because the truth is a light and our stage of expression
is a world of appearances and truth is something beyond appearances,
well... you could well turn into a pariah not grata. Truth does show
up in a relative sense and relative truth is better than relative
lies because relative truth might lead to absolute truth, or at least
into some nearby neighborhood and you wind up like one of those
Knights of the Round Table who could not look directly at the Holy
Grail but could only see the reflected light because they weren't as
virtuous as they needed to be.
Of course, as far as I can intuit, the
Holy Grail is not an actual goblet but a chamber in the heart. I
believe this the same way that I believe the real Bible or any of the
inspired spiritual scriptures, are written on the human heart in a
living, vibrating flame alphabet and I believe this because I have
seen it more than once but not in awhile since I am less refined and
other worldly than once I was but I am hoping for a return by grace
and I fully expect that to happen.
This is a world where now the totality
of what you need is greater than the resources you possess, unless
your circumstances are very favorable and they might be favorable for
all the wrong reasons and that could mean you are going to pay heavy
somewhere down the line. Rents are out of control. The price for
everything else keeps rising. Utilities are in the hands of enormous
blood sucking ticks. The cost of maintaining your place in this world
is great and it is not just the financial cost. I consider the
personal cost to be greater and that is where you have to give up
pieces of yourself in order to continue at an acceptable level
because of the compromises you need to make to continue to be able to
afford the unaffordable and this situation you are in has been
constructed for you, for the purpose of hamster control.
This requires all of us to play a role.
Of course, you can't get around the necessity to do this, no matter
what you do or do not do because all of it is a role. If you do
nothing, that is a role, so you pretty much have to settle on
something that is acceptable to you, or else you play the roles
conferred on you by necessity. Sometimes you want to be something
more than you are; something better or brighter or more complete and
for that you need a role model and I come out of the school where you
fake it until it becomes real. This is accomplished by going through
all of your moments as if the ineffable were walking in your shoes
and- truth be told- he.she/it is. What this creates is that
eventually the ineffable becomes the active agent within because all
of us have some portion of the spark of the ineffable within; each
part is unique due to the lens of the personality it is expressing
through and it will express once the dross has been burned away and
burning away the dross can be an extended and painful endeavor and
just about no one is up to that because it can cost you everything
you think you love and don't want to lose and the truth is (cue Shiva
the Destroyer), you will lose most all of it no matter what. All you
will keep will be the changes and additions made to your soul in the
crucible of experience in the world of appearances.
You come into this world squalling and
naked and then you develop into the series of characters that play
your life, before that portion of the world you have been destined to
perform in front of. On the way, you become more and more complex and
then you become weaker and your grasp upon a self identifying
awareness becomes, in many cases, more tenuous. Your grasp on an
understanding of the world around you becomes less certain and secure
and eventually you go out in a reversal of the way you came in, only
at this point you might be wearing a suit, or some kind of shroud and
either be also contained in a wooden box or reduced to ashes. We each
have some kind of belief system or philosophical construct that we
use to explain it to ourselves, trying to make do on the way to the
great yawning jaws of the unknown. For some that is going to be a
terrifying experience because they have done nothing to prepare
themselves for it. They have no map of that further country to which
they are bound. They might have had some kind of a map here but
here... is fading while I write these words or... it is becoming more
and more present but that... is selten as the Germans would say.
So we come and go, to and fro in this
atmosphere that we fill with words that echo away and become the wind
that blows in every direction around us and all of these forces of
nature become an expression of our thoughts and words and emotions.
The rain is tears. The thoughts are threads that are woven into dream
clouds and sometimes they are cumulus and sometimes they are
cumulonimbus and sometimes they are cirrus tracings and sometimes
they are chemtrails. The whole of it is a projection of the mind and
herein lies a key to the possibility of some measure of harmony to be
gained and maintained here. It seems that what disturbs us most are
the things we want. If we didn't want anything... how would that be?
Of course, that requires placing an absolute trust in the ineffable
and that is no easy matter. We are the fortunate ones where the
ineffable has chosen to remove every support and prop of stability
from us and reduce us to an utter dependence despite our every effort
at avoidance. We may not feel very lucky but we are.
Life can be compared to a river in so
many ways. It has a slow and steady course and then it can wind to
one side and the other for some time. It has rapids and rocks and
things that live below the surface and feed upon the surface and
sometimes it is clear and sometimes not and the deeper it is the less
clear it becomes. Big rivers are fed by many tributaries and there is
some meaning to be found in that and each of them, big and small, all
meet the sea and that has meaning in it too. There is meaning to be
found in everything, or there is nothing to be found at all. There is
meaning to be found in you, or there is nothing. What is to be found
in George Soros is not to be found in Siddhartha Gautama Buddha but
the seeds of both are there in the other. If was all a matter of what
they watered and what got shined on.
You can't find what you are looking for
by putting your focus on everyone else. That is just them, as they
are for the moment, on their part of the river, sailing on whatever
conveyance best describes the fashion in which they understand it and
the manner in which they have adapted to negotiate it. You job is to
avoid collisions and to take note of that which you are passing
through because somehow it reflects what lies within or...is it the
other way around? Lao Tzu said something about... paraphrasing...
'whether a man passionately seeks the surface or dispassionately
seeks the depths, they are the same...' ah... never mind, let's go
get the actual quote and... what do you know? It is the very first
one-
Existence is beyond the power of words
To define:
Terms may be used
But are none of them absolute.
In the beginning of heaven and earth
there were no words,
Words came out of the womb of matter;
And whether a man dispassionately
Sees to the core of life
Or passionately
Sees the surface,
The core and the surface
Are essentially the same,
Words making them seem different
Only to express appearance.
If name be needed, wonder names them
both:
From wonder into wonder
Existence opens.
Ah well, my friends... we try to be an
asset of some kind... we shall see and time will tell. We try to go
about our days as if the ineffable were walking in our footsteps but
we forget as often as we remember and we have been told not to worry
about it, that what is to come will come and that all we are left to
do is to surrender as well as we are capable and rely on the
ineffable for all things. It's been an interesting journey up to this
point on the river of life. I can hear the echo of the rapids far
behind me in the distance and it is possible that I hear more rapids
up ahead or... is that the sea? Is that the sound of distant waves
breaking on that far shore? One hopes it is indeed the sea. Time will
tell and we shall see.
End Transmission.......
There will be a radio broadcast some
time on Sunday.
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Wednesday, November 04, 2015
We are What we Are Not Until We are What we Are.
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
“The mind is everything. What you
think you become.”
“The best time to plant a tree is 20
years ago. The second best time is now.”
What a difference a day makes (cue
Dinah Washington). I had a very good day yesterday, mostly because it
involved all kinds of situations, including driving about 200 miles
and it all went down without a glitch. As a reward, last night, I
enjoyed a spinach salad and a wonderful Chianti, followed by some
wonderful reflections, overlaid with passable entertainments. It is a
wonderful thing when your own statements come back upon you as
verifications in the realm of experience. Personally, I seldom talk
about the specifics of my struggles or their level of intensity. What
is intense for one can break another and it is difficult to measure
degrees of impact in any comprehensive or general way because it is
all subjective. In recovery groups they talk about hitting your
bottom and you hear about high and low bottoms. Some of us get more
profoundly hammered (double entendre alert) than others but the one
constant is that we are all affected.
Life affects us and what is less
recognized is that we affect life and what might be even less
recognized is how these two conditions affect each other. I was with
an acquaintance during my travels yesterday and it was a pretty
enjoyable interplay. The next to the last stop was a large commercial
enterprise. It was filled with employees and shoppers and it is one
of the big success stories in the area it operates in. This is
because the man who founded it treats his employees well and provides
a wide selection of high end products that I have never seen the like
of anywhere else and does so at very fair prices that you often don't
see anywhere else. This results in a pretty happy and bustling
environment. I spend a good portion of my time seeking to catch the
opportunities that come to all of us in every life situation and
seizing the moment as it were. The point of all of this is that I
consider myself a good will ambassador for the human race and I would
like to point out that we are all ambassadors, whether we understand
this or not. We all affect the dynamics of life in everything we
think and say and do. So why not do it to the best of what we are
able to? So I took every occasion to interact with people and it went
well.
Since my acquaintance, who is also a
blossoming friend was there, we wound up discussing this and I got a
chance to explain how I see the moments of each day as a chance to
affect life in a positive way. I will be the first to admit that I am
not 100% in this regard and that is because when life impacts on me
in a negative fashion, I am not always able to remain consistent as a
positive force. I would say this happens at the blogs more than it
does in life and I suspect we are all better in person than we are at
a distance. Maybe we feel more secure taking liberties then, or we
are less concerned about reactions. Whatever the reason, it is
something I have noticed. Why I am mentioning this is to share an
awareness of our responsibilities in life and to emphasize how
critical it is for us to remember that we affect life.
One of the things this fellow and I
discussed were public protests and any number of countless reactions
that people and groups of people have to social and cultural
situations that arise; like when corporations do what corporations do
and when governments and government agencies do what they do and when
any one of so many situations come up that pits the interests of the
public against special interests of which there are many. He was
telling me about how he had been involved in some of these things and
how other people that we both know have also been engaged in these
things and... I told him how I am almost never involved in any of
these causes and concerns because the big money and the big
influences always win, even when it looks like they have lost. They
don't give up. They keep coming around from another angle. They
corrupt or frighten whomever they can and sometimes they frame
people. Sometimes they set them up. Sometimes they even kill them.
It isn't out of fear that I eschew. I'm
not afraid of these people but I am afraid of wasting my time in
fruitless and unproductive efforts. Afraid is probably not the right
word. People can get together and cause positive change. I won't
argue against that but I prefer to work from the positive side that
affects the general consciousness of everyone I come into contact
with, rather than to confront the forces that are always coming after
humanity and working contrary to the best interests of us all. My
feeling is that they are in the process of destroying themselves and
I depend on Mr. Apocalypse for the heavy lifting.
Yes, I do go after some of the most
powerful negative influences on the planet and I do it nearly every
day and I do it in print that proliferates across much wider margins
than any street protest but... I always seek to come out of it with a
positive spin. In other words... I think some actions are more
effective than others. I take note of how successful people and
groups of people are in their struggles against the dark forces. I've
watched Monsanto win time and time again, while engaging in all kinds
of illegal and unethical behavior. I have seen them outright bribe
and threaten the decision makers. Meanwhile, I have seen them take it
in the neck with public opinion. I have watched them, like McDonalds
and others, get hit in the wallet. I am watching them go down. All of
this is the work of Mr. Apocalypse.
Perhaps what I am talking about here is
simply differences in technique and I have no inclination to
criticize people who have an approach different than mine. I simply
think that changing yourself and working to shine your love and
attention on others is far more productive than what is otherwise
done. I think an informed and aware public is much more successful at
everything than an ignorant, angry and confused public. I think
internal change is far more productive at causing external change
than are external efforts in times of opposition and conflict.
I also like to pick my causes. I am not
motivated to protest on behalf of things like Hawaiian Sovereignty.
Of course I support it but I am not Hawaiian so I do it invisibly. I
consider cellphone using and texting drivers to be a major concern. I
consider stupidity an even bigger concern and the other comes out of
it. All kinds of bad things come out of stupid and greedy and
selfish. If these were fixed then none of the other things that
people protest against or dislike would even be happening. Fix
stupidity and you fix everything else. However, there is no cure for
stupid or... is there? I've looked into music and prayer and plants.
There is a science at work there, or a system, or a law; call it what
you will and I have looked into all kinds of similar things. I have
looked at how a smile can be like the sun shining and I have seen
what the sun can do. I read that old story about a bet between the
sun and the wind as to which of them could make a traveler remove his
cloak.
I believe in things that aren't
generally in practice and I have noticed what successful people do
and what unsuccessful people do and how these things work to cause
the results that they do, regardless of whether the people are to be
defined as good or bad people and that is all based on what anyone
considers good and bad. They vary widely. Sometimes good is what gets
you what you want and sometimes good is getting what you want but not
at the expense of others. I think you can raise the consciousness of
others around you and at a distance simply by raising your own and I
believe you can make people better if you make yourself better. I
believe that we are like planets of influence in a solar system of
existence and I believe there is an interpenetrating awareness that
commands it all and the more you come into line with that awareness,
the more you reflect its will in everything you do.
I am not 100% at all of this and maybe
not at any of it but I am trying to be. I am not focusing on mistakes
I made getting here, or hearts I have broken or those who have broken
my heart. I consider that a broken heart can be a good thing because
those are the places where the love can leak out; the places where it
is broken. I believe if life has broken you in many places and you
are put back together by understanding and that whatever got you
broken has manifested some degree of wisdom then you become like a
piece of art that is done in a way that it works with light the way
Rembrandt did, or a stained glass window.
I do not approve of Monsanto or our
government and its branches and the way it goes about its business
here and abroad. I don't approve of the way the marketplace behaves
and many another thing but I pick my battles and I believe that
everything I do not care much for comes out of ignorance; greed,
overweening ambition and other similar things and that all of these,
the named and unnamed, come out of bad character development, which
are all the offspring of bad parenting, whether that involved a
mother and or father, or a government, or religion, or educational
system or whatever acts as a parental force at any particular point
and we are all parents of the moments that follow the moment we are
in; regardless of whether that whole concept is an illusion given
that the sense of time is an artificial construct.
This is in no way a criticism of others
and their preferences toward thought and speech and action. This is a
critique of myself and people like me and as Lao Tzu said;
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.
So it can seem that one is not socially
committed enough. It can seem that one is indifferent in many ways
that are not the normal way. It can seem that one does not care when
one deeply cares and that one lacks something that they have an
abundance of but are not showy about. All kinds of things can seem to
be and not be because of the way people project on to others the
deficiencies that exist within themselves, the way that a thief sees
everyone else as a thief and so on and so on and so on. Insert
whatever type you wish in place of the thief. I hate that I am such a
slow learner but I am trying.
End Transmission.......
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