Sunday, December 20, 2015

Jesus Christ; the Light of the World

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Several people have wanted me to know that Jesus was born at this time or that time. I came across the variations in his birth certificate some while ago but the historical figure we call Jesus the Christ may well have never existed in the way that history has presented him. For instance, I will told by a living Sufi saint that Jesus wasn't crucified. It was Judas that it happened to. Then again, someone so informed as that Sufi saint could have said a lot more but he didn't, except to say that Jesus was/is a light. The reason that we use the date that is used is because of the association of the birth of the light and the winter solstice. I have no idea when Jesus Christ was born. I've heard a lot of theories. To me it is more important that the light of the world was born than it is when and where this may have happened. The important thing is that we celebrate the birth of the light and the potential for it to occur within us. The religious and economic fog that surrounds this character amounts to identifying a man according to the clothes he wore, while having no assurance that he even wore those clothes, or what clothes they were.

We are told that Jesus was a Jew. We have no proof of that. I've been told that Jesus was a Syrian. I have no proof of that. When you read the historical records of the times in which Jesus was supposed to have lived, it is surprising how little is to be found. We know for a fact that a certain group of professional liars have been hijacking history to their profit for many, many centuries and that much which is recounted in The Old Testament is actually the history of people other than themselves. Still, I know that someone resembling this Jesus did live somewhere at some time because too many people have had legitimate spiritual experiences in relation to this character. His legend has transformed the world and a misreading of his intentions and words have also transformed the world and not in a good way.

Anyway, it is the man beneath the clothes that matters. It is the essence of the message and not the shaping of the message for the advancement of an agenda that counts. Anyone who has made a study of the teachings of any avatar and the comparative similarities that endure as significators of any and all avatars and the message that resonates in the hearts and lives of those who have never met, make it clear to me that it doesn't matter what avatar you follow. What matters is whether you follow the higher and deeper urgings of the heart or are led astray by other urgings that clever deceivers have justified through convolution and argument as being higher and deeper. This is how you get fundamentalism and the maniacal outrages of all those variations on ISIS and Al Qaida, Judaism and sundry. This is how you get people who can kill without conscience. This is another way to manipulate people into killing without conscience. Similar events are occurring in other zones where different wars are brewing. When the basic cohesion of society has unraveled, due to attacks on the family unit and all the traditions that have been a part of the glue that holds it all together then... the abyss materializes, seemingly out of nowhere and begins to appear almost everywhere but never more profoundly than in the hearts where deceived urgings have replaced higher and deeper or where higher and deeper never existed at all, except in a potential and unrealized state.

Jesus the Christ is the light of the world. Of course we are talking about a true light, not the false light that permeates at a depth and intensity, more pervasively now than previously known. Some believe, as I do that the Empire of Lies is falling apart. There are laws of physics to which all of this applies and in some cases, the worse things appear the closer they are to getting better, depending. In some cases, the greater the spread of the darkness, the closer the light is to materializing. In some cases, the light is very much present but cannot be seen due to a type of blindness caused by the fever of Materialism. As you may know, there are a number of fevers that cause blindness. This kind of information and knowledge makes itself known through another kind of fever. Not all fevers are negative experiences. Not all physics have been compromised by mountebanks and charlatans. Conventional wisdom is not ageless wisdom.

The birth of Jesus the Christ is a symbolic occurrence which relates to the birth of the light of cosmic love within the manger of the human heart. The entirety of the story of Jesus Christ relates to the true human potential movement. Everything real is hijacked in the human mind by strange perversions and parodies and adapted to whatever compromises that are made in the lives of those who find it too difficult to live according to what is demanded of one by those who have left the footsteps for us to follow. If we do not follow those footsteps then, inevitably we wind up in the desert or in a bramble or some difficult to navigate or negotiate location.

Love is the liberator and also the light that illuminates and reveals all things as they are. In the darkness of delusion, the false light illuminates things as they are not, according to the fire of whatever desire causes whatever shadows flicker on the wall of our projected deceptions. This is all a kind of physics and metaphysics is just a wider bandwidth, in the same way that the positive, so called schizophrenia of mystics and inspired artists is simply a wider bandwidth. Contemporary psychology says that we are supposed to have surround fencing in our minds. The point of this is that it makes it easier for us to be controlled. Who controls the field of the playground of the mind, controls what takes place in the mind. If the fencing is not complete then other forces can enter in. Of course, all forces are not operating to our benefit but... once again, that has to do with whatever sway we permit ourselves to be put under according to the compromises we make to justify getting what we think we want.

Jesus is the liberator and the primary message of the liberator is the elevation and exercise of our love for the performance of selfless service through the forgetting of our false self by the remembrance of the true self. Something is occupying us and whatever it is is resident due to the compromises we make in our justification of what we think and say and do in the pursuit of what we think we want. We have grown so accustomed to the parameters of our confinement that we believe we are free. What we believe to be true appears to become true for us even when it is not true.

So it is that when millions of people believe something it becomes a relative fact; like when Christmas occurs and what it means and what it is made to mean over the course of time as progressive changes are made to a simple message that, given our addiction to appetite and convenience, becomes inconvenient for us. One is much better off studying the early Christians if one wants a better understanding of the tenets and teachings of Jesus the Christ. When you look into the early Christians you invariably hear that they were Jews. Of course, if you become a Christian you are technically no longer a Jew. I don't know if they were Jews or not. What I do know is that they bear little resemblance to the Ashkenazi impostors who presently define themselves as Jews. History is a muddle and the reality of it bears little resemblance to complete fabrications that presently pass for history and which history was created in order to make things appear as they are not. The world is a theater of lies created for the profit of those who create and maintain the lies.

We hear that Jesus was the truth, the light and the way. One of the confusions that come out of what follows that line is a primary deception of Christianity and that is, “no man commeth unto the father save by me.”. We also hear that at the name of Jesus every knee shall bow. Well, the name Jesus comes from the name Joshua and Joshua translates as liberator or salvation and so... beneath the power and hope of our liberation and salvation, everyone will bow their knee. Things do not always mean what they seem to mean. How could the Christian theory that what Jesus meant and which seems to damn everyone who doesn't adhere to the 'my way or the highway' statement be reconciled with, “in my Father's house are many mansions. If it were not true I would not have told you so.”? People use scripture to justify their own ideas on what things should mean. Personally... I would prefer to adapt myself to the truth rather than adapt the truth to me, especially since the latter is an impossibility.

To make a long story short... this is the Christmas season, regardless of what the authentic calendar says and we don't have the authentic calendar and if you want to celebrate the birth of Christ then celebrate the birth of what that force actually was within our own hearts in the spirit of giving that which possesses the supreme value above every other possibility of human expression and that is Love. The birth of Christ is the same as the birth of the sun. Tiphereth on the Tree of Life is the seat of the Christ in the human heart. It is an ageless cycle of death and rebirth... of mortality and immortality. It is the birth of hope and promise in a world of relative darkness and it is visited upon us or awakened within us to the degree of our sincerity and intensity. Like anything, you have to want it more than anything else. It's a simple truth and it is the key. In this case it is a spiritual skeleton key.

Christ is a station of being and it is what is real and eternal about us. If we live it we become more and more like it. If we do not, we become more and more like whatever it is that we emulate or pursue. Or one might say that what conceals it is steadily burned away until it is revealed in that timeless location where it has always been resident. It's semantics and the same thing can be said many different ways. Merry Christmas!!!!

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Wednesday, December 09, 2015

The Ring of Fire Dance with the Orc Master Elite

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Well... Black Friday was a disaster for the merchants, here on the precipice of the crumbling dream of Materialism. There is a feeling that comes to me at regular intervals. It has no date stamp. Its shape is without any clear form. All I have taken away from it is that it is large... very large and it is going to change the world more than all the events of the last several decades. It has the sensation of being a natural event, like the Ring of Fire going nova colossal or... something. Of course I know that the event could be something generated out of all the tension and chaos of these times but... given that I don't know, we will leave it in the realm of speculation. I bring it up because it is very strong at the moment... this sensation... it is filled with imminence. It's been mentioned here before and always when it has exerted enough pressure to get commented on but... so far... it hasn't happened.

There is this companion sensation which has come into bloom in recent days and that is that whatever is coming (if it is coming) is for the purpose of counterpointing the foul plans of the Orc Master elite and the attending ignorance of the masses running pell mell for the cliff edge of the abyss. It is a signal wake up call of such devastating impact that it puts all kinds of things in the rear view mirror; some of them permanently. I'm not discounting something from outer space. I don't know why I said that. I'm not discounting anything.

The basis for these feelings that come and go, on some mysterious bio-rhythmic circuit, is that everything is composed of mindstuff and that mindstuff expresses itself through us, collectively and individually. It expresses in our countries and cultures. It expresses in our differences and similarities. It expresses as well in all the various kingdoms of nature other than our own and it is representative, after another fashion, in all the mountains and plains and bodies of water... in the sky and so forth. There is a harmony to all of it that is ordinarily maintained by an agreement between ourselves and the greater environment that we inhabit and it manifests in our forms of behavior and speech and thought that conforms with the greater environment and the invisible ether that interpenetrates everything and out of which comes the elements that give shape and body to everything.

Sometimes, for the purpose of demonstration, or for whatever the reason but... certainly there is a demonstration involved at some point... we go out of sync with that harmony and... disharmony becomes the actual basis for our every day interplay and it begins to affect all of the life around us and it starts to affect the greater environment and weird shit becomes the unnatural offspring of our persistent dysfunction. Of course, it is not all of us that get swept up in the lemming currents that flow like an invisible Gulf Stream through the collective consciousness but... it is a significant percentage. It is enough to tip the scales so that existence begins to tilt toward disorder, chaos and ruin. Although this may seem to be unfortunate and even unnecessary... within the mind of the planetary logos it is all part of a predictable pattern that comes and goes over the ages. Certain dramas repeat over and over but the ordinary mind is incapable of seeing into the meaning of it because of the limitations of mortality, as they move from one life to the next. In the mind of the solar logos it all makes sense and results in a grand tapestry that unfolds and rolls across the immeasurable expanse of time; well... the Hindu's have measured it but it still lies beyond the comprehension of anyone trying to understand it, regardless of however sure they may be that they do.

The point is that the collective force of the disharmonious mindsets of the millions, cruising on the broad highway, changes the nature and status of the greater environment and eventually... that environment reacts. What we think, sets the intention and direction of our conditions and at some point, what was once a hot tub, turns into a frog boil... just as what once was a pleasurable wallow, turns into a painful pit that you can't climb out of.

Then things like what was described in Revelations begin to occur; stars fall from the sky. The ocean turns into blood. The seas boil. You get that Gog and Magog dance and the music that is played is hypnotic upon the minds of those mesmerized by the force of it. Not all of us hear that music and that is because it is not all that is being played. We hear the music that applies to our destiny and direction.

So... I get this sense that critical mass approaches and once that is reached any number of things can occur. It can be whatever is closest to the portal that is going to come through. It can also be whatever portal you happen to be closest to that determines what comes through for you. Some of us are standing in crowds and some in groups and some in pairs or alone. Certain portals seem to be right next to the number aggregates and the number aggregates are determined by a collective taste for shared appetites. I'm guessing that accounts for the proliferation of certain kinds of eating establishments that are all over the place but almost always where there are crowds and much less so where there are not.

I could see some groundshaking invisible serpent, undulating and maybe even ululating beneath the surface of the earth over a wide reach. Then the sea rises as it has not in recorded memory. I have seen this in dreams... a swift rising tsunami of incredible height, accompanied by the roar of a thousand express trains, swallowing everything in front of it. Some miles inward, there are a series of shakes and uncertain ground and nothing more. Possibly there is a degree of apprehension in the aftermath... some amount of dread, a dread so much larger than circumstances might warrant, according to appearances. It's the kind of thing one might feel if the angel of death had just flown overhead... on his way somewhere else. It's that Nazgul effect, perhaps.

The sense of foreboding I feel, is accompanied by a remarkable consistency of frustrations in my own life that are placing every sort of obstacle in the way of my pending relocation. I get from this that whatever is coming is very near and that it changes everything in that way where one comes to understand that- 'all plans are off'

It makes you wonder what it all means and since you don't know and since whatever it is has not arrived, you have that in limbo effect but... you have to move, given that there are deadlines and those ordinary chores that must be attended to, otherwise... if nothing does happen then you don't either. It is, by turns... perplexing... annoying and even unsettling. You do what you have to do... even if it is ultimately pointless because some huge natural catastrophe has changed the landscape of the world and things that were formerly somewhere are now gone and places where there was previously nothing now contain a new ground mass.

I'm not Nostrildamus, or John Wayne Cayce. I don't get the details ahead of time and... for all I know, neither did they. I haven't seen any clear signs of any prophecy in action, brought forth in a clear and accurate manner. It could be that I am not empowered in this way. You know what I mean... where one has given seriously intense energies in certain areas and there was simply no way to get past barriers set in place. It is as if one were being herded, while also being denied all possibilities of passage anywhere else. Sometimes life seems completely scripted and at other times it appears that others can go anywhere they like and sometimes it also seems that it finally occurs to those who can go anywhere that they were completely scripted too.

You can read all kinds of books and absorb every kind of life lesson but if you incorrectly understood the meanings of either... you are no better off than if you had learned nothing at all. Certainly you can talk about it all with some appearance of greater insight but all you are really doing is wasting everyone's time.

I don't know if any of this is real. It is just that sense that has come around a few times in these last years, never more strongly than at present but that is just the wind blowing at 30 miles an hour instead of 15. You notice the difference but... what does it mean? What does it mean? What does it mean when one's dreams have intensified to a remarkable degree and when they contain plots and imagery never seen before? One might say it was the subconscious seeking to speak with us, One could say the same is true when natural disasters occur. For the moment it remains a strange mystery, like being on uncertain waters. It swims beneath the waters but you can't see what it is.

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