Sunday, December 25, 2016

Some Thoughts on Christmas 2016.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......


Tis the season and the moment. It's nasty and wet out at this time (Christmas Eve) and we are thinking of those who are out in it as many are. Some are there professionally and some are there through misfortune and afflicted Karma. This physical world and spiritual world! How it turns for and against us under the force of unseen hands. Today (Christmas Day) is sunny and bright!

My thoughts turn to The Congo, where terrorized residents toil through all the hours of the daylight, Armed with Stone Age implements, they extract the rare metals for cellphones and computers, so that I can stand on the deck here in the summer and watch astoundingly clueless teenage girls, ride by on their bicycles, thumb-humping their cellphones, indifferent to the traffic and their own safety; self importance, contending with vanity, burning in selfish immolation, hair-flipping their locks like some half seal, half snake dancing hybrid from the Bahamian Banking Island of a latter day, Dr. Moreau.

Millions of Chinese workers in plague masks, march through the poisoned clouds that mass and coil in Beijing, as, around the world, hordes of deranged Walmart shoppers, waddle down the aisles in search of plastic epiphanies; Jesus sure be loving you, while he's riding on the dashboard of yer car.

All over the world, more than half the population, struggle in desperation to survive, or have given up and sit there helplessly, under bridge abutments, in corrugated drainage cylinders, or wherever they might find somewhere to be until they are rousted and driven on.

Water is becoming ever more critical and ever less spoken of; good drinking water is becoming ever less available. Clean drinking water is a very big problem the world over.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! To those faithful and persevering; to those uncaring and indifferent, to those who labor against seemingly hopeless odds and even to those who make war on Christmas, MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

If ever there were a time to count our blessings then now is the time. A very uncertain year waits in the wings. Planets set in their courses long ago, now vibrate in counterpoint with one another. They generate their pressures and influences, tempered against one another and then filtered through the atmosphere of this material dream.

In times of material preeminence, deceit, war and contention are a given. The battlefields are everywhere. The forces of commerce drive the forces of conflict, whether they be by weapons or words. Riding apace, are the dead zombie warriors of religious fundamentalism. The blind are killing the blind and making more zombies as they go. It should come as no surprise; the popularity of television shows like “The Walking Dead.” and “Game of Thrones”, not to mention the continuing replication of one zombie movie after another. There are no accidents here.

It's a hard world, or maybe I am just getting older. Sometimes I wake up and I get the strong sensation that I won't be here much longer and that sounds good to me. Sometimes I wake up and I am certain I will be here for years yet and that sounds okay to me (grin). I don't know what any of it means anymore. I don't know if I am a good person or a bad person. I was told a few years ago that good and evil no longer apply to me and I would like to believe that. Even though I don't know what it means, it sounds promising (grin).

I find it amazing sometimes when I reflect on my life and all I see are the mistakes. I know that mistakes are not the whole of my travels here, not even most of the time but... it is what I remember. I believe that is because so many of us are much more inclined to remember our failures as opposed to our triumphs. Maybe it is a good thing when we do not think well of ourselves. This gives people a more willing opportunity to think well of us. If you don't hide what you are from people, they won't later discover the truth of you to their chagrin. It's one thing to let yourself down and quite another to let others down.

I was at a family gathering of my friends last night. It is typical on these occasions and in these seasons, for people to drink more than usual. There was some of that. It didn't involve me. I have no patience with myself in these states anymore. For me, instead of seeing a temporarily inflated picture of how deft and agile I am, I see the extent of my weakness and I've no patience for that either.

There was a young man there who is just finishing college. He's all A's and going on to be a doctor or something like it. I haven't been around certain age groups in a very long time. I was astounded at the level of Political Correctness indoctrination that has taken place in that time. I was also astonished at the type of argumentation he was using, which is designed to put the other person at a continuous disadvantage. I told him that kind of calculated offensive doesn't work with me; I am actually paying attention and not waiting for my rebuttal opportunity. In the process I thought of the millions who are being shaped to the malefic ends of those controlling the educational system. It's a brave new world and I want no part of it.

It all ended on a good note. I don't allow anything else these days. It's not the way it used to be. I believe that loving people preempts having to be right. No one wins if you have to be right. Everyone wins if you don't. And I realize that all of what was said would later come back on its own time. You accomplish much more by letting time and truth find themselves later on; in a place where they are more inclined. There is always the former (usually-grin) and the latter isn't going anywhere.

Christmas and all of the holidays that have been around since way back when they were called something else and something else before that and before that and before that; you get the picture... they provide us opportunities to express what we should naturally be expressing the year long. Of course, we also confuse the issue by giving people material expressions of what are supposed to be spiritual gifts. We are also in a position to receive gifts that bypass us because we aren't looking for, or open to them. I got some of those this year. My gratitude is through the roof and that is impressive, given there is no roof but the sky which is endless, unless space is curved and... it all comes back (for better or worse)! Hmmm...

This is a pretty remarkable preface to a period of rapid transformation that is going to be heading in all sorts of directions, most likely depending on what direction you are headed in. It's the way of an apocalypse. Certainly the NFL was exhibiting signs of this yesterday. It's going to be getting more and more intense. Whatever you are resting on, or depending on, is going to be tested according to its tensile strength. Whatever you have come to be will undergo the same by default. It's going to be open season in this season for giving (the extended DVD version) for predators and prey alike. The perfection of the whole scheme is to be seen in its resolution. I'm guessing this has something to do with the appearance of curved screen TVs.

We'll be moving on the the radio broadcast now and hope to see you there as well.

Merry Christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Much love, always and forever.


End Transmission.......

A radio broadcast will follow this evening.

Friday, December 16, 2016

Travels with the Ineffable.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

The Christmas season is here and Christmas itself approaches. Every year, I notice a particular phenomena. I especially notice it because I don't have it. What I notice is what happens to people when Christmas comes around. They get frantic. Whatever joy might be gleaned is lost to them. They drink too much. They just want it to be over. Someone I was with not that long ago had this 'problem'. It seemed to have been generated in childhood.

So many people have bad experiences from their childhood or situations that came about through the tension that this holiday generates. I had one of the worst childhoods I know about. I had an adult ulcer when I was 12. I had to go through a lot of tests before the doctors discovered it. When they did they found it hard to believe. They had never seen that before. Later my father said that I was faking and I was in a conspiracy with the doctors. I can't remember most of it, probably because I don't think about it. The ineffable is responsible for that. He told me that I should put my attention only upon the moment I am in. I believe that most of us would be remarkably surprised at what a powerful reality this is.

I know we all have heard about living in the moment but... who actually does that? I do more often than I ever have before. Do you know how much time there is that gets unused in the moment? An eternity. I'm not there 'yet' but I can see it 'most' of the time. I say this because I don't want to try to pass myself off as some kind of Eckart Tolle character, lest I bore you to death, while I am hypnotically picking your pocket(grin). I'm not totally there but I can see it and often visit at will. 'Kind of sorry' about the Tolle digression but that is the effect it has had on me every time I have visited his videos, in combination with what I have heard from people who were right there.

I got reasons for talking like this today and it's not to make me look good, although all of us have the same capacity. It's like learning the guitar. Some of us play once a week and some of us play all day long. You do the math. Some of us are in the moment, only when the moment comes into us ...and some of us consciously seek an awareness of the moment 'most' every moment.

There was a period when I drank to excess for a few years. Now I don't drink at all. The ineffable came and said; “I'm going to take that away now.” After this I wasn't able to do it any more. The desire was removed and when I tried I didn't like it. It was a truly marvelous thing. At one point I got very much into Ketamine. Certain readers gave me shit about it. Then that passed and whenever I tried to order it, it wouldn't show up.

The ineffable told me very recently that he was going to transform my life in such a way that I would find it nearly impossible to believe the experience of it. Then he said that he was going to show up whenever I was acting out in life and his focus would be on me. He then said that in every other point when I was doing something else like walking, or eating, or any of the pedestrian affairs that all of us do, my focus would be on him ...and it would definitely no longer be pedestrian.

The reason I am discussing this at Origami today is because the ineffable told me to tell everyone who comes here that great spiritual possibilities are on the cusp of your existence and your opportunities for a spiritual quantum leap are measurably greater than they have ever been previously. He said that anyone who comes to these blogs and hangs around is part of a web of resonance. We've had some really breakthrough conversations lately (the agent of the ineffable and I) and events have happened that are remarkable in my life up to this point. It is true that the ineffable has saved my ass on more than one occasion before ...but never in memory has the ineffable been so kind and good so consistently to me since that tag team of false spiritual pretenders, Robert and David, joined up to assault me on the Big Island of Hawaii. I haven't gone into detail about these fellows but I will at some point because it should be a cautionary tale for all of us as we move through this life. When you hear about how they set me up to get me to let my guard down around them ...and then conspired to injure me in such a way that the attending physician said he had never seen an injury as severe as what happened to me, I suspect you will be riveted by the drama of it.

Now that I know their complete names and more about them than I did, I will be in a position to illustrate the affair in a way that I had been previously unable to. I was injured so badly that I suffered complete amnesia about the event. Out of the blue someone has come forward to explain some portion of it to me and the ineffable has clarified a measure as well.

Since this affair, my life has been much different than it was. I now know why neither of them made any effort to communicate with me afterwards. I also know why no one that I knew there has gotten in touch with me since I left. There are some horrific lies that have been constructed about me and the irony is that I was behaving myself better than I had in other periods of my life. It is better that I did not know about any of this until now, as it would have troubled me much greater than it does or could anymore. My relationship with my loving master has grown so strong in this last year that hardly anything troubles me these days. If you are going to be a warrior for the truth you have to expect betrayal and slanderous lies. No one should be surprised when any of it happens. However, your awakening soul will be forged in a crucible of experience and a unique strength will come to you and you will also come into an aura of divine protection. Rather let me say you will come to see what has been there all along.

Since I left the West Coast I have entered into one of the sweetest periods of my life. I am no longer tested in such extreme ways as was the case previously. The ineffable has told me in no uncertain terms that these former troubles that have haunted me for so long are now over. There will be new challenges but I now have a level of palpable support that just wasn't there, in my mind, before. It's one thing to travel the hard highway of existence and to walk with a faith that was, all to often, not confirmed in a manifest sense. Now I see evidence of it every day. I hear about it every day.

"Every Day"

Every day that comes is like a lifetime
And every day the universe is born
But most of us just struggle with our demons
And never understand who brings the sun.

Every day! Every day!
Every Day! Every day!
Every day!

But oh to understand that golden mystery.
To see the whole inside of every part.
To know the suns that rises in the heavens,
Is rising all the time inside our hearts

Every day! Every day!
Every Day! Every day!
Every day!

Now truth is not the sun nor shapely moonshine
That wakes the Earth with thunder or with song
No truth is a jewel that is clothed in mortal blindness
And it is all that's left once we have gone.

Every day! Every day!
Every Day! Every day!
Every day!

So take heart each time you see your friend the sun rise
A symbol of that sun too bright to see
And know there are no chains can ever hold you
When you embrace the truth it sets you free
When you embrace the truth it sets you free

Every day! Every day!
Every Day! Every day!
Every day!

When I say that the ineffable communicates with me I am not speaking of THE ONE, speaking directly to me ...but I am speaking of THE ONE speaking to me through an intermediary, although I am told there is no qualitative difference. When I say speaking to me, I mean within my mind and heart with a clarity that is not unlike anyone I meet in manifest life speaking to me. It was not always so. It used to happen only when I was in a powerfully altered state. Most of the time it was only me speaking, or crying out in an agonizing passion to be heard. Then that changed and I began to hear back intermittently, regardless of my state of mind. This progressed until I began to hear back consistently and has now come to where it happens every day, whenever I speak to the ineffable ...and has progressed to where, lately, the ineffable communicates with me sometimes all through a given day. The joy and wonder of this cannot be described. There is no friend that we might have that is like the ineffable and it comes to pass that one becomes able to see the ineffable in everyone they meet and the relationships that one has with others start to be like one's relationship with the ineffable and deeply profound moments occur routinely. Ordinary life is no longer ordinary. It is filled with magic and a beauty that illuminates life as if the sun were shining through every moment.

The ineffable has gifted me with the most incredible friends. Maybe they were always there but I can see them now. I can see them as they really are. I can see old friends from former times and now recognize the depth of their love and am given the opportunity to reciprocate from a level that I formerly believed was not possible for me.

There were moments when I despaired that life would ever break through the dark and ominous clouds that seemed to surround me. I have never shared these parts of myself with the reader. I always felt it was my job to smile through the tears and never expose the level of difficulty through which I inexplicably had to pass. I felt that I would somehow let the reader down if I did not maintain a certain level of indefatigable optimism. It is true that no matter how dark it became at times, I always felt that optimism and believed that one day it would turn around for me and all of you, who I know have struggled with a similar fate. I realize now that there was a doubt within me that I refused to see and maybe that was a good thing but now the magnificence of the sun shines upon my days and it is as if nothing can affect the brilliance of it. When I have difficulties now, they are no longer seen as difficulties but as opportunities.

No matter how Stygian was the darkness or how seemingly impossible was the way, I knew the light would come one day ...but a part of me was not sure and that part of me is now gone forever. I no longer care what might await. I have seen through this veil of tears to the awesome and never ending Love that surrounds us all but which, through our self deluding blindness, we would not allow ourselves to see. I now realize that I pretty much love everyone and am most certainly prepared to do so. It is so hard now to write about even the most evil among us ...because I know that they are only playing a role and that one day their time will come. I find myself now incapable of feeling the emotions I used to feel but I have been told that I must continue to write and expose the lies that I see, as well as the truths that are revealed to me ...but that I no longer have to have an invested personal involvement in it. It is just something I do and it will evolve as I go. I need not concern myself about that. God loves me and he loves me deeply and it is for this reason that he tried and tested me so fiercely. I regret none of it now. It has all come to a place beyond my ability to describe.

I feel incapable of explaining, or correctly illustrating what I am experiencing. It is beyond my capacity. I am trying to say something but I don't know how. It is just so incredible and beautiful and wonderful. Even my pain is no longer pain. It is as if it isn't even part of me. The most amazing thing is that I am no longer angry, or frustrated, or combative. It just went away. One day it was no longer there. All of the false constructs that my fear and uncertainty created, as a defense, are no longer necessary. They just packed up their bags and left.

My heart is filled with the Christmas spirit this morning. As I look at the clock I see it is 2:00AM. My friends are sleeping but I hardly need to sleep at all. I no longer engage in those things that make us tired. I can feel Jesus Christ invisibly present nearby. I suspect we are going to meet shortly. I am looking forward to it. I realize now that it couldn't happen until my defenses against it and all my pretentious intellect had crumbled away. Everything is crumbling away and I am so overjoyed by this and it is hard for me to believe it but it seems it must be true. It has been true for such a while now. When our personal darkness crumbles then the light can enter in. It can shine on the magnificence of our true being and illuminate it utterly. The bushel has been lifted from the light within.

The ineffable wants me to tell you about this and how sure and certain it is possible for all of you and you must only reach with everything you have and it will come to you. The time is now here for our darkness to depart and for us to be filled with the light of the ineffable. Whatever the world may be up to no longer should concern us. This is not our world and the world we see is only a fabrication of our fears and desires. Once all of our desires are woven into a single desire there will be no fear. There will only be love; a powerful and transformative love that is beyond definition and it is there for the taking. It is there for the receiving. It is there for the giving.

End Transmission.......

Thursday, December 08, 2016

The Simplicity of Truth and the Law of Return.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

(I started on a new post for personal reasons but I had another going... was thoughtful about putting out something that just has to do with me; even though most of my personalized postings are for the purpose of exhibiting synchronicity between myself and the readers. It is my hope that the readers get this and do not surmise that I am indulging in self-aggrandizing subjectivity. This is never my intention and if I seem to bring a certain subject up on more than one occasion it is because I do not feel that I have illustrated or clarified it as successfully as I might have wished on the other occasions. I hope I pulled it off this time. I feel like I did and won't have to visit this issue again. You will find it at the end of this posting.)

To understand the innate propensities of the world to demonstrate in nations, languages and cultures one must understand geography and the sun and moon. Many things that seem to be a mystery to scientists and educated experts, are easily comprehended through the use of logic and reason. There are many obvious truths that stare us in the face and these concepts are sustained in certain secret societies and the apprehension of them, through the use of reason, logic and yes... math, account for aspirants progressing through the grades. Please note that although similar considerations apply to organizations like The Masons and others we have heard about, I am talking specifically of uncompromised brotherhoods, who are entirely unknown in the common parlance. I will also point out that though I am a member of one, I don't know what it is and I have come to these conclusions I have come to on my own, though you never know and I certainly don't... whether or not other influences have been brought to bear on my thinking processes.

I submit that others can argue at my conclusions, or if my conclusions are inarguable to those bright enough to catch the drift of what is implied here, they will surely want to put their own spin on it. That is how so many people are, due to the burning need to promote the false self to its all too brief incendiary glory until it turns to compost. No soul that comes here, passes through here, is legendary unless the ineffable is moving in them. It just doesn't happen and the only exceptions are when it is the infernal moving through them as it too often is these days. Once again we have to replay that great and trenchant Biblical quote; “seek ye first the kingdom of Heaven and his righteousness and all else will be added unto you.” It would be wonderful if people studied that comment with more reflection. It would be even more wonderful if they believed it and applied it. Well... I won't let the suspense build further.

The West is the performance end and the East is the reflection end. Christ is the sun and the heart. Buddha is the mind and the moon. People in the east dream and are born in the west to express. People perform all sorts of austerities for certain lifetimes they are possessed with the desire to experience. Sometimes that involves several lifetimes of service, suffering, whathaveyou. You might have no idea how badly some people want certain things and that accounts for how loathe they are to give them up or share them.

People on the performance end seek to create the image that will manifest in the reflection end and since that is not humanly possible it is all the proof ever needed of human futility in respect of playing god. The sincere in the east are uniformly quiet about what can't be said in the first place and prefer to let their presence do the talking. In the west, the sincere and prescient understand about, “be still and know that I am god.” Short of all that is a whole lot of pointless and meaningless babble that might sound good but it doesn't say anything. It hearkens to that piece from 1st Corinthians. I submit that Charity is not what is meant though it is an aspect of it. Love is what is meant.

Look at the characters of language as they move from extreme to extreme. Look at the religious iconography and symbolisms. Look at sex and the manner in which it is expressed. Look at how panoramic that is. Everything is sex. How we understand what that means may not be lucid or correct but it doesn't change anything. Technology can be explained through the plug and the socket. Of course it extrapolates from there to include all sorts of obvious and arcane permutations. It's still sex. Sinners have sex and saints have sex. The sense of touch is the one most employed in both areas of congress. One form of sex leads to the sense of separation. The other form leads to perpetuating unity.

They understand the deeper meaning of sex in the spiritual sense in the east. In the west we simply provide acceptable rules of behavioral parameters and then routinely break them. Of course this happens in the east and of course there are reflective types in the west and performance expressions in the east. I was speaking in a general sense.

The world is a looking glass. We see ourselves in it, unless we have a special mirror that must be manifested, according to a certain ancient process and although the symbols and systems of its creation are seemingly at variance, they are the same and so is what is being reflected.

I realize this all comes across as a combination of poetic similes that, rather than comparing the inanimate and the living, compares another combination of elements (grin).

But... what am I saying with all this floral arrangement of verbal flowers? What is the gestalt of the affair? Firstly it is created only to make the reader think, imagine and then extrapolate in their own mental ping pong, to arrive at conclusions which, if they are sound, will hearken back to what has been implied here and verify these abstruse strange winged creations as also being sound and flightworthy. Secondly, certain constructs cannot be erected out of direct statement. They can only be understood when the reader does extrapolate and get the intention within the unspeakable understanding of their own minds. Finally, ONLY Love can provide the inspiration for real comprehension because any understanding that does not have Love at the core falls short of enduring truth. There is no other way around or up the mountain.

I guess there is more to life than what I think I see. I hope my love for you reflects a clarity in your love for me.


I need to address an issue here and I hope you will bear with me on it. I will strive to be as sincere as I am capable of. I am aware that I have discussed parts of this issue recently and want to stay away from this issue and because of the season and other reasons so... let me make something clear. For whatever the reason might be, the el(ves) are tirelessly devoted to promoting our work here. This has been going on for years and the elf has just put together a website for me that is pretty outrageous and has involved a tremendous amount of work. This can be evidenced in it having taken almost a year since it was supposed to be unveiled. Part of that has been the archaic technology he has had to work with, not to mention a near dead last internet speed. His efforts have been practically Augean and I love and appreciate him more than I can say.

He visited me a couple of times in Europe and also got to experience what happens occasionally, when people visit me. I take no credit nor blame for these occurrences. Let me just say in all honesty that these phenomena are real and the elf is not the only one to experience it; Alistair and others has also experienced it but in a strictly positive fashion. It varies with the person. Most of the time there are no obvious effects due to the time lapse thing as intention. Irregardless, these things happen. In the case of the elf it was pretty interesting and almost led to a riff but here we are today and the link is stronger than ever. This is probably all the proof needed that it is not about me, nor ever will be.

I'm mentioning these occurrences because the elf, with all the good intentions in the world, wants me to prosper and proliferate. The truth of the matter is that I am fine. I get less in material reward than some and that is fine with me. There is a reason for this and it is why I sometimes am at pains, exhaustively it might seem, to disabuse any possibility of my being taken seriously. The only one who should be taken seriously is the ineffable. I am an agent and not a very good one sometimes and that is the ineffable's doing, just as are my successes, which finally, are outweighing the incidences of off the rails behavior. That is also the doing of the ineffable, in BOTH respects.

The ineffable once told me, “Everything is under control. Take the reins.” It seems simple enough but... try taking the reins. Such a potentiality does not come without cost to the personal self. One might argue there is no personal self; even though, after a fashion, there is. The cost is the loss of the personal self, or perhaps reconstruction is a better word, or even better, the revealing of the self from under the suffocating blanket of the false self and that is the deal for any of us so disposed and most of us are not because of the investment in the false self and then the cost of the loss of the entirety of this investment seems too dear. That is because most of us are unaware of the joys that can come through a real dedication, attended by certitude and determination. It's a simple thing but... oh my god, in all the world and anywhere elsewhere, there is no struggle so great.

Apropos to all of this, whatever circumstances or conditions I am placed in or put through are exactly what they are supposed to be. When the time comes that anyone is moved to help me in any way, they will be. If not, that's fine too. No material value could ever be commensurate in any case and in that case, only the ineffable can deliver anything commensurate in any respect and provide the enjoyment experienced... by coming into residence, which is the ineffable's chief desire and our own unrecognized one.

I am not being humble by calculation here. There is no calculation involved, except to continue in this work and to not be made much of. It might seem that I am saying the right things here but that is because they are the right things and no truly humble person got there on their own steam. They get taken there through a series of events, where they finally see the comparison between themselves and the ineffable and there is no comparison. It's one thing to imagine this and quite another to experience it repeatedly. It wears you down until there is nothing left of you but a still and motionless mirror of stabilized Mercury and an ever increasing sense of awe. That's it and, I might add, payment enough in all the realms of possible being.

I'm not saying all of this to discount the sincere intentions of the elf. I am touched by them but there is a reason I NEVER personally ask for anything because you, dear reader, are not the one to ask. Hopefully this communicates my position and it is a sincere one, even if it makes me seem like a deluded and presumptuous fool because I, in my own mind, am nowhere near the goal, however, for reasons I won't go into... I do know that the ineffable is closer in time and presence to us than we ever will be to ourselves except... after a certain point ...and transformation can take place at any time and be total and complete at any time; regardless of what any of us might imagine to be the distance between ourselves and the ineffable.

This seeming distance is our own construction, brought into being through the tension and release of our struggle against the ineffable's efforts to set us free. Eventually we understand this and begin to cooperate in the process. Then we cease to be troubled by the desire for terrestrial returns. We are getting paid.

What the elf says about me is true. I do work at some variant of this all the time and as far as appearances go, I don't get remunerated accordingly and sometimes not at all; lately, this year, it has been like that more often than not. Let me state with all the totality of truth that I can muster that the fact that you, take the trouble to come here and appreciate what happens here, is worth the world and all that is in it to me. One has to consider whether this might really be so. In that case, one should reflect on the countless other enterprises one could be involved in and what one might expect in return for any of them. We all get repaid for our work in the coin of that particular field of enterprise.

In any case we need to be satisfied with what that is. Your level of awareness defines for you the playing field you perform on and which is generated in its totality by your value system. There is no common playing field. The mind creates it and the heart fuels it and no matter what you think, it is all about the meaning and discovery of the one most precious thing in the universe. The trip is that you have to know that it exists and that that is what it is. It has to mean something more to you than anything else or you won't discover it. Something else will impersonate it and it will disappoint you, as anything will disappoint you that you have mistaken what you thought it to be and then it proves this to you. That's life.

It would seem then that the primary inquiry of existence is what is real and what is not and how to tell the difference. Of course, it will be impossible to tell the difference before you can tell what is real and unreal in yourself and this is impossible unless the ineffable comes in and demonstrates this to you, since the ineffable is the only thing that is real or makes anything else by extension real.

We all exist and continue under the grace of the ineffable, not one moment is this less than true and we had better come to an understanding of this and grasp the essential nature of gratitude. Once that has been achieved, we find that we are increasingly more grateful as we go and ever more certain of where that might be. One of the most underrated emotions is Gratitude, most especially for the power in it. It is far more powerful than most might suspect and is right up there with imagination.

So... regardless of what anyone who comes here does or does not do for me I am content in terms of what's in it for me and certainly appreciative when anyone is motivated to support my work but they support my work best by coming here and taking what is useful and applying it to the betterment of all of us. I have learned some hard lessons in this life. I am very much unlike what I was last year and the year before in respect of the following year. Let us hope that is the case with all of us and that we grow out of the bad constructions of our own hand into the divine image hewn by the divine hand. This is no work for the lazy or for cowards. You will be tested to the limits of your endurance and you will fail but... the ineffable will lift you up at the appointed time.

End Transmission.......

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

The Beautiful Singularity of the Eternal Ineffable.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

{Day 7? Day 8? Day 9? of the Zio-Google/Blogger assault on writers too obscure to matter in the first place. I don't know what day it is (grin). In any case, we are soldiering along and appreciate the reader coming along for the ride. Please mind the white line! We shall take no psychedelics before their time.}

The art of life is mastered in the simplicity of one's approach. The greater the complexity, the greater the degree of difficulty and this... this is all self created and matches up and synchronizes with the force of the ego of the individual who defines the deeper secrets of existence, according to their opportunities to posture in front of their fellows in back and forth intellectual tap dances, devoid of meaning and consequence. Real spirituality is not something that is acquired by engaging in some white wine and soft cheese soliloquies in the groves of academe. The level of one's authentic spirituality can be measured... according to the lengths one will go to possess it and be possessed by it and whatever sacrifices are necessary in the process.

One improves spirituality to the degree that they are capable of engaging in the process of the false self being diminished. They can be recognized as whomever is not being heard amidst the clamor of bush league philosophers drowning each other out. Hopefully no CPR gets applied in the aftermath. Gasp!

I have not encountered or read about a single spiritual teacher who could be considered real by any legitimate form of measurement that was not as humble as dirt. That is my own personal yardstick. I am looking for those so overwhelmed by the love of the ineffable that the only portion of personal self left is that which is retained for the purpose of experiencing it.

Every facet of continuing spiritual growth can be understood in its simplicity. Does it reflect that which is greater than itself? Does it clearly reflect this? To the level that it can reflect this does it live within them and no greater wisdom can be attained through books or experience than that which is attained through hosting the awakened ineffable within.

The Man on the Beach said to me, “God is sleeping and this is his dream.” I replied, “but he's going to wake up, right?” All he would say to me and all he did say most of the time was, “I don't know.” I realize now that he was talking to me about God waking up inside me, for that is where God is sleeping. God is sleeping in every unawakened heart and mind. Once God has awakened then the former sleeper knows itself to be divine. That is the definition of Godhead in every one of us. If the force that awakens and realizes this, is turned outward for the purpose of sensation and reproduction then Godhead will not be realized. If it is turned inward then realization is the certain and eventual result.

What is the nature of that fire which is the most powerful ignition force of them all? It is Love. What form of Love is more powerful than any other expression of Love? That is the Love for one's creator. The greatest commandment is, “Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.” Okay... we hear this and maybe, without inquiring too deeply into it, we accept that it is so. What would we discover if we were to inquire after WHY this is so? The reason it is so is that through loving one's creator, one becomes increasingly more and more like one's creator and is the inheritor thereof of all that the creator is and has and the totality of the fulfilled promise of all that is possible in the presence of the divine experienced within. These words are true; “imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.” We grow to become like that which we love. In the reflection of it, it naturally follows that the second greatest commandment would be, “Love your neighbor as yourself.” “All the Law and the Prophets hang on these two commandments.” What happens when you love your neighbor as yourself? You partake in the expression of the personality of God and you simultaneously reveal to yourself what you are. We are each a singular, individualized expression of the totality of it all. Once we are able to love indiscriminately each and every individualized other, we manifest the unity of cosmic love in every moment we inhabit, which then becomes a single, eternal, enduring moment into which spills both the past and future becoming an everlasting now.

Is this easy? It is the simplest thing in the world but the mind complicates it and the heart subdivides it into its priorities; but not if there is only one priority. The level of ones spiritual state is determined by the level of complexity one contains. Each complexity resolved drops or raises the consciousness into an ever deeper singularity, until only one consideration remains. It is no longer a compound. It is an elemental, essential oneness that cannot be defined or seen in parts since there are no parts. There is no longer anything apart. The viewer and that which is viewed are the same. It's child's play and that may be why 'a little child shall lead them.'

For myself, I was born to be as I am, based on what or who I had been. It was a little like 'casting out 9's'. Life experiences eliminated everything that was secondary to the primary drive. This is the beauty of disappointment. Once everything that has disappointed you has been eliminated from your life, you are left with only that which cannot disappoint ...but which had been previously concealed by all the pending disappointments that still had some kind of fascination attached to them. After awhile all the sounds and colors have been reduced to a stationary stillness that is easily mistaken for peace because it is peace; the absence of conflict and controversy. It eventually becomes clear that the only war taking place is the one in your mind that due to it being present, sees it in everything it encounters. You carry the war with you and you will most certainly wind up on a battlefield.

The more pure a fire the less there will be smoke. Let the heart burn with impure desire and the smoke will cloud your vision. A gas stove creates a blue flame with a white crown. We can adjust our interior fires and a vision will come into the mind, reflexively.

It never fails to amuse, hearing people argue about religious and spiritual matters and which certainly will render the latter non spiritual. The former already is. The planets each have their colors and their particular sound and the symphony generated by their interplay creates the kaleidoscope of existence and the music of the spheres. The more one's dance is in resonance and harmony with the planets, the more one is detached from and free of the fruits of their formerly drunken and clumsy ballet. Instead of running into everything it all flows around you. It flows through you instead of... what?

Instead of it weighing you down, it lifts you up. It's the same thing either way but your relationship is entirely different in each case. People will do what they want to do and reap the rewards or suffer the consequences accordingly. You can't tell them anything. They have to come to this understanding on their own. This is why exampling is such a useful feature of being. Many a desperate soul will look at the pain and chaos of their existence and throw their hands up in despair. Occasionally they will see an expression of it taking place that is free of chaos and pain and possibly they will say to themselves, “perhaps I should try that.” and sometimes they do. The truly fortunate persist in it and become free.

The most important aspect of Love is that at a certain point it is conscious and it has representatives who move among us and others who vibrate an intelligence and awareness that is contagious and transformative. You cannot change it but it can and will change you, if you put yourself in the way of it. It burns away the dross of our being, which is the Karma that orchestrates every experience we go through; the positive objective of this is liberation. “Success is speedy for the energetic.”

One can turn on the wheel of fire through lifetime after lifetime, suffering as they go, rattling the chains of their captivity in the confinement of self-deluding ignorance, or one can have it burned away and be transformed into a creature of light. This is the most fortunate of times for those who are prepared for and desirous of its occurrence.

Like a wind that never never stops blowing
Like a stream that never never stops flowing
In the way my love keeps right on growing
through every mad escape into wonder on my way to you

Because you are everything to me
Yes you are everything to me
as far just as far as I can see
Yeah you are everything to me

End Transmission.......

Sunday's radio broadcast is where it always is.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Make it Real or be Automatically Rendered False.

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I was wondering what my job is. My job is not the corruption of the world. That is god's job. I am not concerned with whether Trump is corrupt. Of course he is. I'm very glad that Hillary did not get elected because that might have meant chaos down on the ground that I walk upon in an immediate fashion, in tandem with a hyper drive of strange sex lawmaking. With Trump there is some breathing space. God will handle all those details. My job is to handle me. I am doubly glad that the ridiculous sexual perversity political, money and power grabbing, putsch is going to come to a screaming halt.

Were we right about Kanye or were we right?

Over the last several days we spent some hours watching network TV. We watched; “The View”, “The Real”, “Maury”, somebody named something like “Steve Wilcox”, Wendy”, 3 minutes of The Kardashians (all we could stand) and snippets of all sorts of things, ranging from treacle to animated stool specimens and all of these, we noted, are produced by Tribe members. Why did we put ourselves through this? We wanted to check the pulse of the sleeping classes, to see if there were some insight we could gain into the manner in which their minds work and do not work and we thought that if we watched shows that millions of them watch that we might get some insight.

What portion of the consciousness of those watching these dreadful programs is programmed in such a way that these presentations are rendered either entertaining or informative? Let us prologue this with a short segue into the relationship that exists between those who produce these Satanic offspring and those who are hypnotized by them. Obviously, those who produce and promote these spectacles are doing it to fixate the minds of the sleeping class on the subject matter acted out or under discussion. It stands to reason that the nature of the garbage is of the most banal, superficial and suggestively prurient available. It seems that the intention is to present the human race as a deevolutionary joke. It is designed to make us look bad in our own eyes.

It has long been recognized, long before Edward Bernays, that people can be easily programmed by various means, or rather a combination of them; saturation, a continuing consistency of manufactured POV, cross platform ubiquity and related applications. We note that every national news programs, no matter what the channel, or seeming level of competition, are pandering to one demographic or the other, either neon-liberal or conservative. They take up the issues of the day and they paint them according to the studies made in relation to the areas of residence in which their reportage is seen. People are told that black is blue and then they begin to see blue where there is black. They are told that green is red and they begin to see red (is that a double entendre?)

The programmers have been at this sort of thing for awhile. We're told that Albert Pike predicted things to come a long time ago that have now arrived. So... slowly and now much faster, they have burrowed into government, the educational fields and every information outlet with any significant reach. They have hijacked and shanghaied the vast majority of all entertainment fields and are rigorously involved in promoting what they want seen and heard and censuring what they do not. This is how we come to have a preponderance of Kanye clones and no inspired artists whatsoever. We have Ariana Grande and no Joni Mitchells. We have the authentic replaced by the processed, with everything of value removed and everything of no value added. The same can be said of food, medical treatment, the integrity of public servants, the objectives of lawyers; actually that last remains pretty much unchanged. I could go on and on but you get the picture. Is the picture blurred for you? Therein lies the real question and the answer to why such a portion of the public is seduced in the ways they are and why to some of us it seems inexplicable that they could be seduced by such transparent bullshit.

I think I have discovered the warp and woof of it. Those engaged in the deceptions are agents of the Father of Lies and that is why they are engaged in the production and proliferation of them and; what is the thing that galvanizes the attention of those drawn to these productions? It is the false self. Whatever portion of that which is resident in us, is that part of us that is magnetized by the lies. It goes without saying (so why am I saying it?) that those of us who are naturally drawn to the truth are also engaged in the destruction of the false self within, or that it is a natural result of the pursuit of truth and it accounts for that portion of us that is not drawn to or magnetized by the lies.

On the one hand, the false self is being added unto by the day and that is the point of the enterprise. It is all a game of souls in the time of harvesting. Two forces are at work; Mammon and the ineffable. The compassion of the ineffable is so great that even though many are lost, he cannot help but throw them a lifeline if they are able to see it and is giving them every opportunity to see it and that explains the apocalypse.

What recognizes the devil is the false self and those who deceive us, magnetically attract that self in us. Those whose sight has been opened see the true God. The false self sees the false God and the true self sees the true god, although no one has seen god at any time, unless it is god seeing god, which is how it happens (by reflection), when it happens ..and is something that any or all of us have to look forward to should we prevail in the sincere effort to accomplish it. It is the certain result of godhead, which is the certain result of the single force drawn or driven up and in, as opposed to down and out (is that a double entendre?)

It is one force with a double persona, the image of which is a reflection of the consciousness of the perceiver. The objective of an apocalypse, is a forced opening of the eyes of the dreamers and it can be either a bliss drenched wonderland, or a personal Hell, outpictured by the one viewing it as a consequence of being awakened in a particular manner. This is the personal choice area of response to the all pervading influence of the ineffable; the choice we make according to the real definition of free will. One can either bend to the will of that which cannot be opposed, or one can be driven in the direction of their greatest weakness for the purpose of demonstration. We are often perplexed with the question of 'why' did so and so do such and such? It is baffling that someone would destroy their life by doing something seemingly out of character for them. However, it is never out of character and 'character is fate'. Apocalypse is uncovering, revealing; make the connection. Apocalypse is a force that uncovers what is hidden and reveals what is repressed. If madness is concealed then madness will be revealed. For those who have humbled themselves before the force of cosmic love, there is only the divine madness of an ever greater capacity for love. The correspondent bonus is the ever increasing internal presence of the author of Love. It is simplicity itself. You have to host something. Something is influencing your heart and mind. If you haven't placed your focus, your focus will be placed for you.

I don't like to place too much emphasis on astrology because I believe, as Paracelsus said; “It is said that a wise man rules over the stars, but this does not mean that he rules over the influences which come from the stars in the sky. It means that he rules over the powers which exist in his own constitution." That said, most of life is predictable because the stage is set by the influences generated by the interplay between the planets as they move in their courses. This means that situations and environments are created by relationships that come and go between the planetary forces which operate external to us but which we resonate to internally. It's like the psychology test about meeting a bear in the woods; something along the lines of, “do you go around the bear, do you confront the bear or do you wait until the bear moves on.” This is where we find ourselves each and every day. Sometimes the wind is with us and sometimes the wind is neutral and sometimes the wind is against us.

If we let life arrange how we respond to the bear, or the challenges that come every day; and the bear is those challenges then... we are trapped in a mathematical predictability. If we rely on the ineffable the ineffable will show us the way.

Though an astute astrologer can predict the general area of conditions in certain periods, it is much harder to predict how individuals will react to those conditions. Some of us react en masse (like fish in an aquarium) and some of us react individually and often at odds with the mass. Being right doesn't always make you popular; “walking in all ways contrary to the world.” The problem with astrologers is their level of objectivity. Only when the astrologer can remove the personal from their observations is their vision made clear enough to see beneath the surface of appearances. One cannot hope to envision without the intuitive aspect. True knowledge, real insight and shining clarity come from the same place that everything of value comes from; the ineffable.

I hate to harp on certain issues but they are the most seriously critical issues that exist in life and they can all be reduced to one issue. What do you value? “Where your heart is, there are your treasures also.” It you take nothing else away from the day by day, week by week, month by month, year by year exercises that take place here... take that with you. It could well be all you ever need and that brings us back to the primary effort that should be the most overpowering drive in us; self inquiry. It is through self inquiry that we discover what it is that we value. It is not enough to say that you believe something to be true because it sounds like the high road answer to the low road options we find all around us. You have to know why you believe something and you have to know that what you say you value is what you really value, otherwise it's just words like all the rest of the farts in a windstorm that surround us. When the greater tests come, your greatest defense is the degree of truth in what you rely on like the house built on sand; 'how firm a foundation?' Make it something real or you will be rendered false when you come up against what is real.

End Transmission.......

This Sunday's radio broadcast is in the ethers.

We'll try to get some readings up today.

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Conspiracies of the Mind and Conspiracies of the Heart.

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Life keeps toodlin along. You think it's going to go that way and it goes this way. You think this will happen and it doesn't, no... that happens. According to many diverse and uninformed sources, the world should already be gone and us with it... rapture should have come and gone... Armageddon should now just be some smoldering wreckage, amusement park. All those coffins by the side of the road in; was it Georgia? They should all be filled by now. This person says the conspiracy angle is bunk.

The Georgia Guide Stones are gone. I've no idea if that link will clear anything up for you. I didn't even read it (grin). I just scanned the first part to see if it had enough generic information for whomever comes here and doesn't know what they are and where the Hell is Niburu? I'm guessing Niburu is traveling here along the cosmic version of snail mail; possibly on the back of a massive snail with electro-magnetic capacity but real slow regardless.

By now, according to many who have been serving us rumor and speculation for decades, World War Three should have already come and gone. Benjamin Fulford has been threatening the arrival of the Yakuza and multicolored ninjas, who are going to kick international banker ass or someone's ass. Alex Jones showed up with some guy the other day to tell us how Assange was going to release devastating Hillary Clinton info on ELECTION DAY! What possible good would that have done? I didn't see anything much but it gave Alex 'the 24 carat fraud' Jones a chance to mention that the Saudis did 9/11 again. He sounds like a croaking toad these days and yet people will still defend him to me.

Then there is Sorcha Faal (such a fool).

The times when someone has predicted something correctly are so rare that I can't remember any of them. The preppers are still waiting for the shit to hit. It's trying to gain momentum out there in the American cities, courtesy of George Soros and the cabal of international Satanic Bankers. If you want to know who is doing it; Cui Bono. Follow the money. It's simple.

Then you get stuff like this. According to this cat, everyone (except me... heh heh) is working for them. Very strange; ♫99 bottles of beer on the wall♫ I've been called an 'organic portal'. I don't even know what that is and... a neanderthal- here's the text that accompanies my photo; “Another wolf in sheep's clothing who is pretending to be a "truth seeker". He is also a musician and author. He calls himself "Les Visible".” It's down toward the bottom of the page. Look at the company I am in! It's pretty heady stuff. I'm a total nobody. Why would I be in this group?

The amount of confusion and disinformation out there is amazing. Meanwhile, some of us are sincerely trying to do the right thing- even if we don't know what that is. I would like to be judged according to those I promote and study and emulate. I don't mind being judged by things I have done. They're pretty penny ante as far as the negative activities and hardly compare to the read evil doers. I'm just a guy that occasionally makes mistakes, like anyone. I'm also a fellow who learns from them. That is the key. I think you can judge someone according to their aspirations and intentions. I'm not saying you should. I am only saying you can; at least for the purpose of putting their behavior into perspective. What is judgment anyway? On one hand there is impartial objectivity and on the other there is passionate adversity and possible injury. There are so many degrees of it all; a never ending Rolodex of chiaroscuro variables. What does it all mean? I have no idea.

I have personally been reduced to one motivation; Love the ineffable. Some of us have perfected this and that is beyond description by anyone standing outside of it. Some of us are in pursuit and often unaware of what Milton once said, “They also serve who only stand and wait.”

Here it is as I am able to see it, in all it's refracted and mysterious nature; seek the ineffable above every other possibility of effort in any theater of operations that you may find yourself in. Anything... no matter what it is, if you pursue it to the exclusion of everything else, it will be yours.

There isn't more that one can say. It really does reduce to just that and simple logic proves it. If the ineffable is the all in all; the creator of the planes and the personnel and the source of every form and permutation of power there is then... what other objective should any sane and sincere seeker pursue? Whether one is good or evil, the objective should still be the same. We've learned that good and evil are relative polarities and defining either of them in any comprehensive and lasting way is impossible. They switch places depending on who is defining them and even when they are defined by large groups of people, what appears to be good, very often turns out to be evil. History shows that clearly.

More and more I understand why so many of us seek solitude from the roar of the maddening crowd. I used to think I wanted a community; something one could put together according to shared ideals and thereby create a living situation outside the world of appetites that surround us; something simple and yet capable of manifesting a communal joy... a launching pad into realms of splendor for those so inclined. I've adjusted my feelings about that. These days I think the real achievement is to be in the community wherever you may be. It is something you carry with you as you go and something you generate through the possession of a sense of brotherhood which immediately causes a resonance in the hearts of everyone wherever you may be, whether that be a prison or a paradise.

As Lao Tzu says;

“If the sign of life is in your face
He who responds to it
Will feel secure and fit
As when, in a friendly place,
Sure of hearty care,
A traveler gladly waits.
Though it may not taste like food
And he may not see the fare
Or hear a sound of plates,
How endless it is and how good!”

So... I take it there must be a place of solitude within that is untroubled by the crowds and confusion and if you have to run from that, it remains the master of you. This is not to say that one is not immensely improved by locating an environment untroubled by pedestrian hungers and perversions. Many who are far wiser than I have found a convincing solace in such locations. However, I have come to believe that one can have this anywhere if one has it at all.

I cannot shake the idea that if God is everywhere then one might be okay anywhere. Then I have to consider that Hell is anywhere that God is absent but... if God is everywhere then that must mean that God is in Hell as well but only seems not to be and that... that leads me to the thought of the Devil and the Ineffable. The Ineffable has his throne in Heaven and the Devil has his throne in Hell. Therefore the Devil is God as he appears to those who dwell in Hell. It's a matter of perception that is formed out of the qualities of a person's heart, which is the motivator of their actions, which accounts for the Karma that puts them wherever it is that they imagine themselves to be. This leads me further to speculate on one's residence in Heaven, or Hell or anywhere in between... or beyond. It seems like it might all be a mindset, which leads me to consideration of Buddha-Mind. Ah well... we are journeying about on a raft of words that float on an ocean of thought, where the raft is formed out of water congealed into shape and all of it is temporary.

For a lot of people, temporary is fine. Temporary is as far as their thought takes them. Consideration of more far reaching possibilities disturbs and unsettles them. They worry about what that might mean in relation to all these very important temporary things that occupy their efforts and their minds. Many people do not want their idea of reality to be challenged by something that has the power to change it all. You got to be a certain kind of person to want to welcome this kind of change into your life. This is not a common sentiment.

There are some very different kinds of people coming into the world these days. They might have been pretty much like everyone else that came before but they're being differently programmed than the people that came before and there is a massive amount of new influences impacting on them, not to mention all the new sexual types and terms.

Here's a listing with a welter of nonsensical explanations;

Agender (non-gender):
“Not identifying with any gender, the feeling of having no gender.” (HTWG) “a term used to describe a person without gender. This person can be any physical sex, but their body does not necessarily correspond with their lack of gender identity”

1. A person whose biological sex is not readily apparent.
2. A person who is intermediate between the two traditional genders.
3. A person who rejects gender roles entirely.”

Bigender people identify as two genders simultaneously, or move between them. This is not limited to man/woman and can include other genders.

(Nonbinary) Butch:
“Holding a nonbinary gender identity and a butch gender expression, or claiming Butch as an identity outside of the gender binary”

“Ceterosexual/romantic is sexual/romantic attraction to individuals who’s genders fall under the nonbinary umbrella. This term used to be called skoliosexual/romantic but was renamed because the prefix “skolio-” means “bent or crooked” which implies nonbinary individuals are abnormal or broken (and they no doubt are) . The new prefix “cetero” means “other” This term is exclusive to trans and/or nonbinary individuals. This is because many nonbinary individuals thought that this term could be seen as fetishistic.” It is unclear whether this terminology will stick — and some folks are still using skoliosexual — or if something new or more specific to certain GQ/NB identity attraction will arise.

“A person who, regardless of motivation, wears clothes, makeup, etc. that are considered by the culture to be appropriate for another gender but no one’s own (preferred term to “transvestite”). This gender non-conforming behavior should not be conflated with queer sexualities. Many cross-dressers are heterosexual and conduct their cross-dressing on a part-time basis. Cross-dressing might also be termed gender non-conforming behavior.”

Demi- identities encompass those who identify partially as a given gender. Some common terms are demigirl, demiboy, demienby, and demiflux. Some related terms are nanogirl/nanoboy and magigirl/magiboy to refer to a small amount of a given gender mixed with more of another/other genders, and a large amount of a given gender mixed with more of another/other genders, respectively.

Derived from abbreviation NB for non-binary. Enbyfriend can be used as a neutral romantic or sexual partner term.

“The term epicene literally means “common to both sexes.” It sometimes refers to individuals who have characteristics of both genders or someone who cannot be classified as one sex or the other. Most often, it refers to effeminate males.”

(Nonbinary) Femme:
“Holding a nonbinary gender identity and a femme gender expression, or claiming Femme as an identity outside of the gender binary.”

Gender fluid:
“Referring to a gender identity that changes with time and/or situation as opposed to a fix sex-role or gender queer expression”

Similar to gender fluid, but involving a shift in gender “intensity”.

“The idea of playing with gender cues to purposely confuse, mix, or combine a culture’s standard or stereotypical gender expressions.”

“Someone who does not have a gender at all. Some people just don’t “get” gender or feel like they have no gender, or a lack of gender, or an absence of gender.”

Gender neutral:
May refer to identities, clothing, or behavior that are not easily categorized as masculine or feminine or a blend of the two (androgyny). See also neutrois.

“A woman who is very attracted to gay/bi men. She may (or may not) also feel she is (fully or partly) a “gay man in a woman’s body”. Girlfags may identify primarily as bi or straight or lesbian, and are often attracted to more types of people than just gay/bi men.”

"A person who identifies as (at least partially) outside the gender binary and has a strong natural ambivalence about their gender identity or gender expression. They feel they have a gender(s), as well as a natural inclination or desire to express it, but it’s weak and/or somewhat indeterminate/indefinable, or they don’t feel it most of the time, or they’re just not that invested in it.”

“A man who is very attracted to lesbian/bi women. He may (or may not) also feel he is (fully or partly) a “lesbian in a man’s body”. Guydykes may identify primarily as bi or straight or gay, and are often attracted to more types of people than just lesbian/bi women.”

“A person whose gender identity is between genders or a combination of genders.”

“There is no one definition of Neutrois, since each person that self-identifies as such experiences their gender differently. The most common ones are: neutral-gender, null-gender, neither male nor female ,genderless, agender.”

“A person whose gender identity is comprised of many gender expressions.”

“The queer erotic reality beyond the boundaries of gender, separatism, and essentialist notions of sexual orientation”. Generally used conceptually rather than a stand-alone identity term.

Third Gender:
Term often used in anthropological studies to set apart identities other than man or woman that appear across different cultures. Can have colonial connotations, use with caution. See also Gilbert H. Herdt’s Third Sex, Third Gender: Beyond Sexual Dimorphism in Culture and History (1996) and Serena Nanda’s Gender Diversity: Crosscultural Variations.

“People who feel they are neither male nor female, but not androgynous either and construct their own gender.” (HTWG) Trigender may also be used to refer to one who moves between three genders, as bigender is used to refer to those who move between two genders.

“Transmasculine is a term used to describe transgender people who were assigned female at birth, but identify with masculinity to a greater extent than with femininity. This includes trans men, but transmasculine can also describe someone with a non-binary gender who views themselves as significantly masculine, such as demiguys. Transmasculine can also be used as a gender identity in its own right. Although they have masculine gender identities, transmasculine people may prefer not to conform to stereotypical masculine gender expression or gender roles.”

“Transfeminine is a term used to describe transgender people who were assigned male at birth, but identify with femininity to a greater extent than with masculinity. This includes trans women, but transfeminine can also describe someone with a non-binary gender who views themselves as significantly feminine, such as demigirls. Transfeminine can also be used as a gender identity in its own right. Although they have feminine gender identities, transfeminine people may prefer not to conform to stereotypical feminine gender expression or gender roles.”

Transmedicalist/“Truscum” and Tucute/“Tupuke”/“Transtrender”:
There is an ongoing debate between people who believe that dysphoria and desire to medical transition are essential to identifying as transgender, and those who do not find these aspects to be requirements for transgender identity, associated with the above words and corresponding slang. Some people who do not experience dysphoria are thought to be trying on a gender identity as a “trend”. See here for a good run-down of the history behind this debate.


Gender Identity:
Gender can refer to sense of self (gender identity), perception of self by others (including gender recognition or misgendering), behavior, expression, and role. There are both psychological (arising in the mind) and socio-cultural (determined by others, ideas about what is masculine and feminine, and role expectation) aspects of gender.

“There are several non-gender specific pronouns that some people opt to use to describe themselves. “Hir” is used to replace “her” and “him.” “S/he” or “ze” is used instead of “he” and “she.” If you are unsure of how a person identifies or what pronouns to use, it never hurts to ask politely.”

“Originally a synonym for “odd,” this term—as both noun and adjective—became a derogatory epithet for gay men and lesbians in the twentieth century, especially in the United States, where it emphasized the alleged “unnaturalness” of homosexuality. Although many people still use “queer” as an anti-gay slur, there emerged a movement in the 1980s that sought to reclaim the term and rob it of its negative meaning.

In this usage, “queer” is an inclusive umbrella term that designates all those who are sexually dissident, even if they are not strictly homosexual, and all “transgressive” forms of sexuality. Many lesbians and gay men, transsexuals, bisexuals, and even heterosexuals whose sexuality does not fit into the cultural standard of monogamous heterosexual marriage have adopted the “queer” label. Some gay men and lesbians, however, remembering the hurt caused by its pejorative meaning, dislike the term, even in its “reclaimed” usage, and feel that it has the effect of diluting the specificity of the narrower categories. The term is sometimes used as a verb. To queer something is to replace normative, heterosexual values with values of minority sexualities, in effect, to make non-normative values the norm.”

“Being uncertain of one’s sexual orientation or gender identity.”

I'm sorry to put this great steaming lump of offal into an Origami but it is part of what we are up against as we make our way in this world. It's not something we have to pay attention to. I certainly don't but... it's good to know what forces are seeking to shape the way life is perceived by the many and to have an idea of what their intentions are... over the long term.

God be with you all.

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Friday, November 04, 2016

In Consideration of the Supreme Importance of Love.

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Welcome to Origami my dear friends. This is the number 779 posting at this blog. I don't know what that means but it's a lot of posts. We hope that some of them will have been of value to you.

We like to talk about Love a great deal here. We spent decades studying in the Hermetic and Occult Sciences where abstruse concepts and complex schematics are the general nature of the various systems that exist in these areas of inquiry. I used to have some facility with them. I could talk about them in a knowledgeable way. Whether I actually had any real and useful knowledge is another thing. At least I could talk about these subjects as if I knew what I was talking about.

Time went by and it became more and more apparent to me that knowing a great deal about certain subjects did not necessarily convey a power of operation in them. I studied palmistry for some time. I knew what all the lines and mounts, digits and bracelets and sundry meant. I knew which hand meant whatever it meant in relation to the other hand but... what I did not have was the single most important element. I did not have the intuitive feed. I studied the Tarot and esoteric astrology and various systems of mind control that hearkened back to earlier times. I studied a lot of things because I had a real thirst for arcane information but I lacked the intuitive feel in all of them except esoteric astrology and in the matter of the Tarot I did have some amount of facility in the areas where fortune telling was not a consideration. I always felt that using the Tarot for fortune telling was unfortunate behavior. Not only did it make you dependent on a method that, except in very rare circumstances, proved to be both deceptive and inefficient but... why seek to read the future when you could change the future?

Meditation on the Tarot archetypes will transform your mental state and the very construction of it. This meditation will awaken the archetypes in you so that they resonate in your being with the world external to you. This doesn't mean difficult conditions will not come upon you. What it means is that you will be on a shorter and faster track to illumination of some kind; we won't be going into that today.

I studied and I studied and I studied and I learned to parse and debate and state, within the parameters of the science and even in a comparative sense with other sciences but I didn't know anything of value in the sense that I could apply what I had learned to real time accomplishments and achievements in the manifest in a supernatural manner. Sure, this kind of thing happens on a regular basis in my life but not because I have anything to do with it.

All of this takes me back to the words of The Preacher in Ecclesiastes; “vanity, all is vanity,” and “there is nothing new under the sun.” It has taken me more years than I wish it had, to learn that only Love is worth the pursuit of it and the Love of the Ineffable is the greatest Love of all. Nothing that I have learned in all of the mystery sciences is the equal of this understanding, nor do any of them have anywhere near the value of it.

Here is what I have learned, Love God. I am not speaking in a religions sense because in these times you can't swing a dead cat in a condo closet without hitting a false prophet. False prophets come in all sizes. They are not all the equal of the Anti-Christ, whoever that might be, like The Pasto and the Anti-Pasto. A false prophet is anyone who manipulates the emotional and mental bodies of their fellows for personal gain, even if that gain is only influence, influence of this kind usually transforms into personal profit on some level. It might be material gain. It might be sexual favors. It might be psychopathic gratification of some kind and it can take place in a small country church just as easily as in a mega church or a massive television ministry.

The Aquarian Age is upon us and as a result, all of the long entrenched and much- changed over time- religions are on their way out. The collective faith of humanity is being shaken to its roots and the old ways are passing away. This does not mean that the true teachings of the true teachers will pass away but they will be presented in a new light that is relative to the needs of a new age. The Aquarian Age is supposed to be The Age of Brotherhood and that tells me that the avatar will appear in the collective human heart, where a place has been prepared for it. It will not appear where the false self is occupying the space necessary for the indwelling divine to reside.

One does not need to be a follower or practitioner of any particular dogma or form of ritual. One needs only to Love the divine who is one's own higher self and the reason for this is that that higher self will draw our true self up into its aura of influence, or rather reveal itself to is as our true self. We are all divinity in the process of discovery and unfoldment and Love is the means and the mechanism that can accomplish this. As we reject and expel all of what is false and extraneous in ourselves, we make room for the indwelling divine. Once we have driven all of it out of ourselves, the divine will come forth in our hearts and reign over all things from the throne room within.

I have no further use or need for occult information. I am not in the market for anything that is on the market. I can be very glib about some of these things because of a very good memory and an analytic mind that has not lost its objectivity and which doesn't play favorites in terms of what I want people to think, that is their area of authority and has nothing to do with me but... all the glibness and capacity for articulation in the world is not going to serve the deeper needs of humanity. It might gain you followers and it might get you on some talk circuit and book signing tours and you can lecture to your heart's content at New Age conventions and seminars and you'll just be one more Tom Fool among all the rest of the Gleem smiling androids, who pander to the gullible the world over. It will, guaranteed, also get you in the kind of trouble for which I will run long distances to avoid.

Put yourself on a pedestal or allow others to do it for you and you might as well paint a target on your back at the same time. The divine and his angels and emissaries see all of this. They see every montebank and charlatan. They see into every sincere and corrupt heart and judgments are passed concerning what phases and states you will be taken through to wake you the Hell up. I would prefer to sidestep the hard massage of Karma upon my being.

Love the ineffable and everything else will take care of itself. Love the ineffable with all the intensity that you can muster and your intensity will grow and grow; “success is speedy for the energetic.” God is watching. We need to get into a fluid and continuous mindset of certitude concerning this. We need to remind ourselves through every day that God is watching. God is looking at the world through our very own eyes. We may have convinced ourselves that we alone are seeing and that we alone have access to our mind and heart but this is assuredly not the case. God is everywhere, after one fashion or another. When one has brought their heart and mind to the assurance of the endless presence of God in our being and all around us and yet magically and mystically apart as well, then we will begin to resonate with that ubiquitous presence and it will move through us in an active expression of itself.

There was a saint, named St Denis, who is the patron saint of Paris. They cut off his head and he picked it up and put it under his arm and walked off with it. Do I believe this happened in the exact details given? I don't know. What I do know is that there have been many similar stories. One similar is to be found in Autobiography of a Yogi.

Look into the tales that are recorded concerning Appolonius of Tyana (the links will take you to a fuller study of his life) and many, many another unusual character, who has walked among us here over the ages. Some of them had a vast reservoir of occult knowledge and some of them were in possession of divine Love. Some had both. I would prefer to be one of those who carries the love of God in my heart and I want for nothing more. I don't need to know all of these complexities and these complexities go on and on forever. There are just so many of them. If you have ever looked into Tantra then you have some idea of how intricate the complexities can be. I am not equal to the possession of such information. As fine a mind as I have I am a simple fellow and I can get into trouble very quickly when I get out of my depth and I have no desire to test those waters.

So I say to you all, seek the source of all knowledge worth having. Seek the reservoir of immeasurable Love. Seek the source of every good and righteous thing and Love it with all the force that is possible for you and anything you do need to know will be given to you at the time you need it. “Seek ye first the kingdom of God and his righteousness and all else will be added unto you.”

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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Shine Brightly in the Consuming Fire of Divine Love.

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I would like, within the limitations of my ability, to talk a little about Bhakti Yoga today; which for me is the only legitimate fast track to the divine that exists for the present and the least dangerous of all the options out there.

My life keeps going by and I step in and out of it. These days I spend a great deal of my time in reflection, as well as preparation for my ongoing journey. It might be awhile yet and it may be right around the corner, either is fine with me. I have come to understand that loving the divine is so very, very much easier, once all the distractions that the greatest majority of us live with; are in pursuit of, or which predominates over all of the esoteric alternatives are... gone.

Without my even being aware of it, at first, nearly all of the usual human attractions and compulsions just slipped out the door and haven't returned. I find myself watching life behind some kind of glass. It's a movie that is being screened in the mind but once the film in the projector has been changed, ordinary life becomes irrelevant and one can immerse themselves in more important considerations.

One still goes to the supermarket. One still eats and excretes. One sleeps and awakens in the dream. One drives and walks and watches and listens to all of the sounds of the world around them but the effect of all of it has changed.

Last night (as happens a couple of times a month) I laid in my bed and did not sleep most of the night. So I did as I usually do and repeated, “I love you.” over and over and over On this night there was an atmosphere of static and confusion and I could not seem to break through it. Images of the past spiraled through to haunt me over mistakes made and opportunities missed. The Voice entered and said, “Do not occupy your mind with thoughts of what is past. These have all been paid for through your suffering. They are not relevant anymore.” Try telling that to the monkey mind. However, the point is that regardless of the static and confusion and the seeming distance between myself and the divine, I did not allow any of these distractions to deter me from the continuous repetition of, “I love you.” I felt the obstacles that hung in the air. I felt all the barriers that occasionally come and go and are sometimes not there at all and I just kept at it. I studiously ignored whatever it was that was interfering with my efforts and I told myself that I would not allow anything to intrude, no matter how much it did intrude; no matter what the difficulty might be I would persevere and I did. I fell asleep at some point. I awoke this AM and said, “Good morning Lord.” It is another day and I do not want to forget that every day given to me is an opportunity to celebrate the almighty, no matter how far away the almighty might 'seem' to be and no matter how difficult the effort might become.

The path of Love is not an easy cruise to some literal or metaphorical Caribbean island. Though we paint it as the only sure and certain route here, this does not mean it is also an easy route. There is bound to be opposition. In times of material darkness there are agents of that darkness who seek to hinder and hamper our efforts and often- these days- no real efforts are even made. The world seems to be swept away in a tidal wave of garbage and noxious dreams that spin themselves out of perverted daylight. Humanity is there to be found in the midst at all times but it takes a concerted determination to rise and greet it at every turn where it seeks to appear. To me, this is the real work... to move through the murk of this gray-scale existence and reach out to every hungry and troubled heart with some portion of the sunlight we are all given for the purpose of sharing.

If we are cheap with our sunlight, the amount of sunlight given will decrease and further decrease until we find ourselves in darkness. I refer you to the parable from Jesus the Christ where he gave the example of the three men to whom a certain amount of talent were given. So it is when you are kept awake in the night and you strive and reach for unity with the ineffable and you get nowhere... you continue and continue as if, at any moment, you will achieve that unity and you will not cease until you do; even if it is a thousand times a thousand nights, even if you are in prison or confined in even greater distress in the houses of the rich. You do not deter. You do not immerse yourself in comforting distractions. One day the sun will rise in your heart and there will be no further static or confusions.

The love of God is a consuming fire and fortunate is the one so consumed. It is important to understand that such a Love will demand everything of you and such a Love will try and test you to discover the level of your dedication and sincerity; “Many are called but few are chosen.” I am reminded of that short but powerful poem by Stephen Crane, “The Wayfarer.” The reality of this great and singular quest is precisely as the poem describes and there have been many souls who have discovered the truth of it as they went surging forward in all their temporary and unchallenged zeal, right up until they saw that every blade of grass was not a blade of grass.

Imagine in your own life and in your own mind, how often you forget about the ineffable and how often petty and incidental concerns arise in your thoughts to take you away. Later you can often not remember what these concerns were but you can certainly remember that they were of small importance, since you often cannot even remember what they were. When we look back on our lives we can't recall how we got where we got at all. Life is filled with things of small importance. For me, it is critical to remember that there are forces that are actively engaged in steering us wrong and placing obstacles in our way and it is even more critical to recall certain clues such as this one from “The Lord's Prayer.” “Lead us not into temptation.” Every agency that places obstacles and lures upon our path are not entities of the dark side. Lord Ganesha is portrayed with two items. One of them ensnares us and one of them frees us. Regardless of whatever religious schematic you may consider the nature and ruling power of the universe through, the similarities are glaring for the objectively minded. Unfortunately for many we live in a time of punishing subjectivity. It tends to influence the way we think and feel and behave. It takes a strong and inspired heart to break free and a steadfast intention to continue to that point.

The rate and intensity of contention between and among us seems to increase by the day, according to the divide and conquer philosophy that guides the game plans of those who serve the Prince of Darkness. In this time of the harvesting of souls, it is of critical importance to both sides of the equation in this truly important time... in what direction we are swayed.

I can truthfully say that recent years, until the beginning of this one, have been extremely difficult for me. Strangely enough, during some of the most difficult and inexplicable events, I just moved through it as if it were of no consequence at all, even though they were life and circumstance changing and might have caused me no end of grief ...but it all seemed like a passing dream to me. I didn't get angry. I was filled with wonder that it happened and uninformed as to the meaning of any of it. It passed and I moved on from one situation to another, to the one I find myself in and it's all behind me there and of no present relevance. I could have gotten angry, or fearful, or despairing or depressed but none of this occurred and I do not chalk this up to any great strength or fortitude on my part. It is as if the ineffable has been slowly but surely slipping ever deeper into my life and every challenge and trauma was just one more act on the part of the ineffable to distract me from the reality of the almighty taking up residence in my life. I realize now that it is not what happens to you that is most meaningful but it is how you react to it. Once you have stilled the reactive mind you are closer to your real home than you might imagine.

Loving God will draw the divine to you because the almighty is helpless before the sincere love of any soul. It has been said in many Eastern texts that the ineffable is the slave of Love. We must consider that this implies being a willing slave because the almighty is not subject to anything that the almighty does not choose to be subject to.

Love the divine with all your heart and soul and mind and the Lord will return it in kind. This is what I believe and this is what I am inspired to speak of. Let this Love permeate your existence and see every event in your life as a blessing and it will surely prove to be so. Remember that every incident in your life, no matter how insignificant it may seem, is a particular dealing of the ineffable with your soul.

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Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Diapered up for The Apocalypse on a Moonless Night.

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I like where I live. I wish it were a little larger and had an actual yard but I'm not complaining. I thought I would help my friends find a new place to live but I learned something; don't go looking for something other than what you have... let the divine take care of that. Put in a request and... if it meets with the divine will on your behalf, it will happen. Don't push the river. I feel profoundly changed. For the first time in my life, I understand certain fundamental life truths; 'as they apply to me'. I cannot and will not speak for others but... I feel freer than I can remember being and all my life I have been told, “everything is under control” and “rely on me”. I wish I had gotten this sooner, viscerally, but I get it now and I don't have to concern myself with anything... anymore. It will be taken care of. My only concern should be to remember the almighty as often as I can and to see the almighty in everyone else; good or evil, it is up to me which aspect I bring out in anyone.

If the ineffable wants me somewhere, the ineffable will put me there. It is not my place to concern myself with how the ineffable achieves this. Details should not be my area of interest; vision and attentiveness are what I should be concerned with. Sometimes all it takes is for one to be able to recognize what is and is not germane to their area of industry. I feel like that has taken place.

I wish I could go and live in my mother's basement but my mother doesn't have a basement, except for the underworld. Yes... that's my mother... the origin of all things. I don't want to live in the underworld, except... I think this might be the underworld. See... the manifest is a reflection of the collective state of mind. In times of material darkness; ….........................enough said? In times of greater light and a higher condition of shared awareness... more luminous conditions apply. Here is an example of where it looks like things are headed...

...and in some cases already are. Right... ♫Don't bring me down♫ Where was I?

This posting wasn't meant to be about any of this. It was meant to be about friends ...because last night I was talking to one of mine about all manner of possibilities and lack thereof ...under the sun. We were talking about this world where power, position, wealth, fame and one's appearance, rules the parameters of the experiential bandwidths and what it must be like to be surrounded by people and have no friends and what it might be like to have none of the former but to possess real friends and... which would be preferential. I have observed this world and have noted that loneliness is king and regret is often the final resting place of one's existence. The whole point of having too much and missing every human aspect is to acquire the permanent taste of ashes in your mouth, just as a Cocaine habit is God's way of telling you you have too much money.

One thing you can be sure of is that life goes by, sometimes in hindsight, it is in the blink of an eye. It goes by while you are standing still, or racing ahead of it, in search of all the things that haven't happened yet but do occur while you aren't present. The reality of the deeper truths and beauties of life is that you have to be present to enjoy them and presence is a matter of depth or the lack of it. Those who Twitter upon the surface, wander blinded by the dust from a butterflies wings (did I actually say that? Hmmm...)

Though we are bobbing and weaving through fields of humor, here and there, this is a serious subject. It is a serious subject because it seriously impacts on life and often isn't noticed until it is too late to do anything about it. I am of the opinion that it is never too late until it is too late and it is never too late as long as you are still here; witness the tale of the thief on the cross alongside Jesus the Christ.

It's been clear to me that life is no more than a world wide school yard, where what you learn is directed toward getting left back, or occasionally skipping a grade or two. Or... you could think of it as boot camp, or even some endless rehab where you learn about all the things you could have been addicted to but didn't know about until you arrived at the rehab. I've seen people set on fire for strange attractions and dancing in a downward flaming spiral upon poisoned air. Beside them sit silent, motionless yogis, looking inward on worlds beyond anything known here or... looking inward on nothing at all.

We live in a world of drunken plankers plummeting from high rises, juxtaposed with expensive spankings, paid for via American Express by men who wear suits during the day and are later diapered up for The Apocalypse on a moonless night; a night that even Hecate has turned her back on.

When we reflect on our lives, it is not the houses and boats and parties we attended that capture our thoughts, it is the memory of those we were close to. It is not the events we attended or the places we went, or even the things we went through that comes to mind but... the ones who were there with and for us.

In my mind, what I think about, is the degree of intensity and the lack of intensity that I applied to finding the ineffable. Those are where my triumphs and regrets lie and attendant with that are those friends who were around at any period of time. One is either into the items that surround our experiences or into those who populated the experiences or... into the one who makes the experiences possible. That would be my preference but... my friends are all an expression of the almighty. The almighty shines out through their eyes. It is what I look for. If I had the devil inside, it would be the devil that I see. A true spiritual seeker is, on the one hand seeking to exorcise the agents of darkness within and, on the other hand, invoke, invite, or ignite, the light within. This light is like an attempt at fire in the wilderness. It can be difficult to get it going. It takes persistence and a nourishing and a nurturing. However, that small fire can flame into a powerful blaze that illuminates the forest around you. Life is a metaphor for something (grin).

I love my friends. In many ways they have been my life. They have been the attending presence in my search for the everlasting. They have picked me up and I have picked them up. It's a quid pro quo kind of thing, just as it is in the world of Wall Street and K Street and J Street. It's all quid pro quo but very different kinds of quid pro quo are at work.

We don't know when it is coming but... we do know that it is coming; just like the California earthquake; the big one. There is no 'if' about it. There is no 'if' about a great many things. I want to close out today by mentioning something you don't hear much about anymore.

I think it stopped being on the chattering airwaves right about 2012 when all the woo woo went south. I know a lot of people were disappointed; much like the Fundies with their Rapture. The focus slipped and slid back toward a more or less total concern about what 'they' were going to do and World War 3 and all the paranoid possibilities of how bad it could get. This thing we stopped talking about is that massive shift in consciousness, that wave that is going to sweep each and every one of us into the resolution of whatever direction we were dead set on heading off into.

Our concern should be less about what 'they' might or might not do; about what they are or are not doing. Our concern should be about coming into alignment with that which is certain to arrive at some point in the not too distant future; possibly even tomorrow, or today. At some point, something is going to rise up within every prepared heart and mind and change each and every one of them forever.

It's coming and we might as well be ready for it.

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