Saturday, July 09, 2016

Marching in the Unconscious Ranks of Cellular Intoxication.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

I see it in the morning when I am sitting out on the deck. I see it in the afternoon. I see it in the evening. I see it through the car window. I see it outside the supermarket and inside and around the community center. I see it in the town across the bay. I see it on the bridge as we come and go. I see it outside the produce store. I see it at Costco and at all points in between, where you can see it at all, cause you don't see it much on the parkway; they don't let pedestrians perambulate on the parkway. I do see it sometimes in the cars going by when complete idiots have it up to their ears. I'm talking about cellphones and it mystifies and astonishes me. More often than not, people... especially among the most recent generation, are thumbhumping their cellphones, or chirping away on them and I am convinced this goes on all day long and I cannot fathom the need.

It stands to reason, if I see this happening everywhere I go that it is also happening everywhere I am not and if these Shmoos are riveted to whatever is taking place on these tiny screens, every time I see them, then they are also riveted every time I do not see them; such is the force and profundity of logic in application from the sphere of Visible. Sometimes there is a gaggle of tweens and teens passing in unconscious ranks of cellular intoxication. Who is paying for all this meter time traffic? My friend pays Verizon 110 dollars a month for the contract. I never knew the fee could run this high, when you can get unlimited talk and data for 45 a month. I can't imagine what it must be for a family of five or six. A whole lot of people have a lot more money than I. My cellphone sits there and I seldom get a call period. Most of the time, whatever small amount I have on my 'pay as you go account' runs out at the end of the month because I didn't use it, Mostly I use my paid Skype account. To put it in perspective, I put 30 dollars on my Skype account eight months ago and I still have ten dollars on the account. It appears to run about ten cents an hour and you can call any landline or cellphone from paid Skype. This includes international long distance. I could be wrong about the precise cost but whatever it is, it's not much.

Every couple of months I go to Costco and spend 300 dollars and get what would cost me a thousand at the supermarkets. The food lasts and lasts and is all high end and much of it gourmet. I cook at home and unless I am provoked into it, I don't eat at restaurants, where the quality and flavor does not approach a home cooked meal. Keeping your expenses focused, reduces your expenses somewhere north of 50 percent. I'm not cheap but I deplore being stupid about cost of living. What's the point? Conspicuous excess surrounds me.

The minimum rentals here are around 2500 a week in the season and can be considerably higher. I couldn't live in a cardboard box in this location but luckily my friend owns this unit. As much as you hear about economic downturns and uncertainties of the kind in the US, there are a whole lot of people doing very well. You see Range Rovers and Escalades, BMWs and Mercedes going by all day long. Almost all of the cars are new or near new. It costs 20 a day to park on the weekends and 15 during the week. A single scoop of soft ice cream on the boardwalk is 5 dollars and change. You have to pay 5 dollars a day per person for a beach pass and on and on and on in this commercially fixated zone. It's kind of like New York City on the shore.

I've had occasions to go to the casinos, because we get free buffet passes and I marvel, I truly marvel at the people tossing their money down the drain in search of more money to toss down the drain. Then you hear about casinos closing and hard times in the world of gambling syndicates. How can you not be making big money from a casino? Something more than you can see is going on. They spent over a billion dollars building this one casino here and it closed shortly after it opened. Word has it that it closed because, unlike all the other casinos, they didn't provide smoking sections. Gamblers drink and smoke. That's a fact. So... some guy came in. He lives in a van and he bought the place for 350 million. This I know from a friend of mine who... in earlier times had inherited a lot of money (all gone now) and in those times he met a lot of people like himself and he hears about things like this now because he knows people who know people. Kinky stuff. The guy bought the place but it sits there and he camps outside it in his van. My friends says that his sources tell him this fellow is not stupid but I think it is safe to say he is eccentric.

I am a cultural voyeur so I wander the internet and check out the costs of trips to exclusive locations; cruise ship jaunts and living enclaves like Sedona and so many places. You can spend a fortune in a short time and people do. Some people spend a quarter of a million a month, renting a place to live. Some of them have private jets that cost tens of millions of dollars and some have ocean liner-like boats that cost up to a billion dollars. David Geffen has two and both of them cost several hundred million dollars. I don't have a price for the constantly rotating stable of young boys who come and go on them. I'm guessing in these days of PC that it is all a tax write off or part of a scientific escapade that studies the nature of something. James Cameron has something like that where he goes to study reef activity and destroys it in the process; at least that is what one Caribbean island charged him with.

I know that many of you live on the edge of getting by in the day to day. Only a calculated frugality keeps me above water. You'd be surprised how well you can do when you don't want much. Some folks though, they got a lot more than they can spend, even when they spend in a weekend more than we make in a year, or more... sometimes much more. What I see is that they are prisoners of the material realm. I understand the attraction. It has to be nice to be able to do near anything you want to do. I also understand the spiritual cost and that is much higher than I would be willing to pay. For many of them, the spiritual side of the equation never makes it on to the flow charts, so... they flow, but in only one direction.

The manifest world is in a torment of transition. In this particular year there will be many an agonizing event. Behind the scenes, the possessed jockey for positions of influence, as the status quo ramps up the world control schematic and whole nations are thrown under the bus. What happened in Dallas is just the beginning. There is a perfect storm of ignorance, appetite and frustration/aggression, moving toward a further nexus point. Religious hysteria is at an all time high and it is counter imbalanced by Satanism and New Age hucksterism. Naked greed is running in all directions with hands larger than the body they belong to. The idea of a supreme being has been tortured into an anthropomorphic absurdity; something like a one hundred foot Jesus made of cheese that believers will travel hundreds of miles to see.

One of the interesting cultural movements that has been going on for some while is thousands of people in RV's who travel around to the different malls in the country, just for the experience of visiting them. Mall of America is one of their chief shrines. Tony Robbins had a firewalk session recently that was attended by 7,000 participants, meaning there was more people than that and a couple of dozen got burned. The explanation was that compared to how many engaged, two dozen is an insignificant number. Try as I might, I cannot see the point of doing this to begin with. I cannot imagine I would conquer my fears in this manner. I usually go up against whatever the fear is, directly.

What Robbins should have done was to invite Benny Hinn to join him and he could have healed everyone on the back end. Of course, if you're on a trust fund or you've gotten tired of being one of The Rich Kids on Instagram, you might want to take a cruise to meet God through the kind offices of those who don't know a damn thing about him/her. I once considered carving out a niche for myself in terms of providing a service by going on lecture tours and discussing my brand of metaphysics. What I do now is what I came up with because too much public exposure can get away from you. The next thing you know you are in a carnival atmosphere and you've turned into a clown. In the fall I'll be looping the US; southern route west, south-north up California and then the northern route back. If you want to meet up anywhere along those courses we can do this and it won't cost you a dime, whether it is lunch or overnight. It's probably the time to get this done, especially given that I am relatively sane at the moment (grin).

I figure that cruising through the wreckage and dancing in the aftermath is something I can manage, on a case by case state(s) of consideration so... let me know; intelligent planning has a way of maximizing the profits of the moment and even long term for that matter. This wasn't a significant post in any way but it's part of what we do in a transitioning environment as Mr. Apocalypse takes it up a whole series of notches, hopefully buenos notches.


End Transmission.......

24 comments:

torus said...

Greetings dear Les
I've gotta love your calculated frugality. I can relate. It seems to also afford you an inversely proportionate outpouring of the word. Cellphontasaurus Rex? Indeed. I'm typing on one right now, and although it happens infrequently, you'll rarely catch me talking or typing on one in public.
As hands are brought together in prayer to close the circuit, the cell phone now interfaces and caters to so many desires.
The ubiquity of the addiction is of course unprecedented, unnecessary, and uninspiring. For now I'll have to assume that there's something more insidious at work. Fear comes to mind. Fear of eye contact, fear of not appearing hip, fear of not being heard, fear of losing touch with reality in this often mad world. So, "reach out and touch someone". Text them at the very least.
It's true what you said regarding the "economic downturn". Many, MANY, are still prospering quite well. And I'm not even talking about the David Geffen crowd etc. I thought the whole system was going to crash post 9/11 01. Fast forward to 2008, and some of the real losers were those whose net worth dropped from 10 billion down to 5 billion.
Despite the seeming odds, I'm going to have to call the internet's bluff on the absolute destruction of the global economy and the implementation of a cashless society etc. Despite its totalitarian nature, a cashless society could potentially reduce crime tremendously. How would Bubba Clinton negotiate a bribe on a private jet?
What about Epstein and crew and the paedophile islands? What about "hush money", what about the drug trade, hit men, etc? No, we're simply not ready for that kind of honesty in the world just yet. Listen to any infowars program, or read Rivero's or Rense's headlines on any given day, and you'll be convinced that the crash is happening NOW!!!!


Karen Norman said...

Dear Vis,

The reason cell phones have been pushed so hard is because they emit a frequency that not only weakens the immune system, stresses the body and damages healthy cells, but is also used to keep people's frequencies low so they are open to bacteria and other invasive organisms. Combined with the rest of the toxic onslaught humanity is at the mercy of it is basically just another way of expediting the genocide of humanity.

The Gwen towers feeding these abominations we call cell phones omit a high level of radiation and are used as a means of mind control which is most probably why they have been strategically placed outside of schools, or in the close vicinity.

Below is an exert for the following site - https://truth11.com/2015/01/31/total-population-control-mind-control-an-overview-of-the-elf-gwen-towers-and-haarp-inter-connection/

'The Creator designed living beings to resonate to the natural Schumann Resonance frequency pulsation in order to evolve harmoniously. The Ionosphere is being manipulated by US government scientists using the Alaskan transmitter called HAARP, (High-Frequency Active Auroral Research Program) which sends focused radiated power to heat up sections of the Ionosphere, which bounces power down again. ELF waves produced from HAARP, when targeted on selected areas, can weather-engineer and create mood changes affecting millions of people.'

I have also seen an experiment where the microwave function of the GWEN towers can be armed to decimate everything within a certain circumference. It is my guess that this is why they are being erected everywhere, and often disguised as trees.

Cheers Kazz

Bkill D. said...

If your travels take you through Fort Worth, Texas, then I would love to meet you, Vis.

Anonymous said...

Cell Towers of Babble.

Ray B. said...

On cellphone users, et al:

The SF television series Star Gate had a long-running backstory on the Ancients, the Gate builders. They are extinct in the series. Long ago, there was a dividing of the paths. One group pursued technology, expanded, and settled a couple of galaxies. They eventually were wiped-out by a plague in our galaxy and Wraiths in another galaxy. The other group turned inwards, meditated, grew, and eventually transcended the physical - individually, they ascended.

I see this 'story' being played-out in our streets. Cellphones are one manifestation of being slowly absorbed into the external rather than the internal. This might just be Kali Yuga conditions, or it might be more intentional. Myself, I see this as a subtle method to turn humans into unempowered bags of meat. Control... (Formally, it is called the transhumanist movement. It is well-funded, and backed by the controlled-media and celebrity scientists. Hmmm.)

I would be hypocritical to denounce technology while typing this out on a computer for sending on a worldwide internet. Plus cars, airplanes, etc. Nevertheless, I seek a 'golden mean'. I have spent hours a day in various spiritual practices, and I am slowly seeing a 'return on investment'. I am most curious to see whether my 'willed' participation in these practices can take me where the Ancients went, or whether - as Kazz said - our Higher Self must decide to 'reach down'. Perhaps both...

A final story that I read long ago: There was an Indiana Jones type visiting a native village. He met a local shaman, and they got to talking about creating fire. A contest ensued. The shaman went through days of fasting and preparation, chanting and ceremonies, let out a great roar, and poof a pile of wood burst into flame. The visitor grinned, casually brought out his lighter, flicked it, and there was flame. The natives looked at the panting shaman and then to the visitor. Guess who they gathered around?

This story was meant to glorify technology, or at least belittle one who has attained a siddhi, a paranormal capability. I took it that way, for a long time. Now, I would side with the shaman. He/she is at least a little way towards ascending...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Rainman said...

If you make it as far south as Mobile,Al.,give me a shout.Dinners on me.

wiggins said...

Are cellphone towers the new tower of babel...jabbering on in many languages?

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

What's a cell phone? Also, what's a credit card? Never had one, never will! I try to keep my liabilities to a minimum these days. In some ways, always have.

And The Veil is definitely thinning for me. (MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!)

Anonymous said...

I laugh at myself. After railing against smart phones I find myself using one.
I'd feel like a sellout if it weren't for the circumstances that brought me
to use it. In that vein; try sleeping under the stars sometime when they are
spraying and watch them fluoresce. The show must go on.

Vis if you're able to work Grand Junction, Colorado into your tour I'd love
to make you a meal. Jacob 9703611614

Thomas said...

A little update:
I don't have the time to read what's written here, but I'm sure that you fantastic people are rocking the joint.

Since last time:
Escaped the closed psychiatric ward by climbing a tree and jumping unto the roof and down the other side, then walking 7 hours barefoot through the night in woods, fields and on the roads, hiding when cars came by. I had a map, and arrived at my human-mothers house a while after dawn. A good night it was, even though my feet got sore. I'm thinking of my favourite saint of all time now, Francis of Assisi. He was doing stuff like that all the time. Too cool, he was.

I'm currently living with the uncontested street-queen of Copenhagen, spending time eating, drinking, listening to music, watching telly, fucking, loving, and being creative. Basically, living the life of an animal-templed soul. It's hard work, teaching her some things she will find useful, but these are the sweetest days of my life so far.

I plan to walk around the island by the coast soon; should take me around 40 days. I'll bring an old battered violin that I shall recieve as payment for an in-progress painted pirate-portrait of "the captain", the eldest janitor at my former work-place, sort of a creative school for young adults. I'll practice that instrument, happily out of ear-shot of others (it's not that I never played it before, I just didn't get very far, even though I grasped the basics). I'll chuck the cigs, booze and coffee, and meditate, and be silent and solitary, and talk to My Beloved. Oh, how I'm looking forward to that.

The bigger picture is to fold the plans of the Illuminati-maggots and ram them so far up their colons that they'll be vomiting them out. It's dirty work, but I can't say that I'm not enjoying it... ;) - Lord knows they deserve it. And unless I am sorely mistaken, which I do not think, they are now caught in a magical field that works like a chinese finger-trap. The harder they wriggle, the quicker they'll lose. Hah!

My friends, my intuition and my heart tells me that all is well. Really, really, really well. In fact, I feel certain that the best of humanity will survive, and that Mother Earth will be strong, vibrant and healthy before a hundred years have passed. For now, though, and for a good long while, depending on what happens, it's rough seas ahead, so be careful.

Keeping in mind the words of Visible: "Time will tell and we shall see", and of Brother Jesus: "Of that day knows no man, no, not the angels, but only My Father". Our Creator keeps some secrets just for Itself. How wonderful is that?! Praise God!

So, bottom line is: I don't know, but I sincerely and intensely believe that things are perfect just as they are.

Lastly, I have a small request: In less than 3 hours, the final game of the European Soccer Championship commences, France versus Portugal. The Frog team is arrogant and vain, and the Portugese trainer is an extremely humble and devout man. And french politics are disgusting and evil, while Portugal tries hard, and with some success and a lot of scorn and contempt from the rest of europe to be a good country. Will you please send a small prayer that Portugal wins the championship? It should please me greatly to see the french vanity be crushed. Thank you :)

Be well, my dear friends. I'll be away for a long while this time. God Bless and God-speed!

torus said...

Can they really initiate a race war? Is the "lone gunman" just another made for TV drama promulgated by those who "make war by way of deception".

A gay Mossad agent walks into a bar.
'What'll be Mac?
'Shots for everybody!'

Anonymous said...

I witnessed a divine miracle last night. I was praying that I would have the inner knowing of what colours to use around the stamen's on a flower I had been drawing. I was guided to choose three colours, light & dark green and light blue. After drawing light green, yellow began manifesting all around it, out of the blue... right on the paper, without any action on my behalf. I had never witnessed anything like that before. What a wild gift from God. Thank you oh lord for your divine inspiration!

Anonymous said...

For Thomas

We won...;)

Bambu

Scarlett said...

I was one of those who bought into the myth of material success as the crowning glory of the American Dream. I come from Appalachia. A family of coal miners. When I got to college, I had people who wanted to know if I had running water or used an outhouse. Part of me was angry. But part of me was ashamed. Their ignorance was really the shameful part, but I let it get to me. I went to school with some wealthy people (Colin Powell's daughter was in my graduating class -- didn't know her, though) and I never felt that I fit in. I thought if I just made enough money and pulled myself up from my humble beginnings, I'd be somebody and worthy. As I started to make more money, my depression grew because I realized that I was never going to feel like I fit in no matter how much money I got or how far up the social ladder I climbed. Now I am amazed that I ever fell for that temptation in the first place. And fitting in is overrated when you are surrounded by gullible zombies.
I do have a cell phone but only for emergencies for my kids. I have so few friends (by choice because it is so rare to find people who think like me) that there is no need for a phone most times except to talk to family far away -- the few who haven't disowned me, that is. My daughter is on her phone 24/7 it seems and it worries me, but I will say that, unlike some of her peers, she is keeping up with current events and becoming quite politically savvy and passionate. So, maybe I can temper the evil of the cell phone with some good. But, to say it is an addiction is really an understatement. And I have a loved one who battled heroin, so I don't say that lightly.
If you pass through my city, the "lovely" capital of Virginia, let me know.

Anonymous said...

pierre said...

and when they miniturise the phonies and implant them in vacinne shots (Stone has done this one).... we shall call them phonecells and you won't see them (unless you get the Dracula Zoom ™App).

If a bear shits in the woods and there is nobody else there, is he thumbf*c*ing too? does he wipe his bump with the phone?

My phone has the battery taken out, is the most basic one you can buy and only goes in if absolutely necessary eg if I get bitten by a snake and need to call for help which fortunately hasn't happened. They are tracking devices and the GPS tracking of the Sydney public transit is now the reason I shall not go there again if I can help it.

It's in the Talmud that you can dig a big hole, place a ladder into it, push some Goyim into the hole, take the ladder out before the victim can come to their senses or get up on their broken legs, and it's not your fault cause you gave the sucker a chance and they did not take it... the phones are that ladder. If at first you don't suckceed, try try and try and so ad infinitem.

It is also said that the ladder to suckcess has the first 50 rungs missing (or notches for more primitive ladders).. there is a Faustian contract nailed to the base of the ladder for those who wish to get to that first rung (rhymes with dung, sounds like pakapoo ticket to suckcess).

@ Kazz , and yet those same frequencies can be used to kill pathogens, transmute radioactive substances and who know what else. That Bosnian Pyramid dude said the Schuman frequency had gone from its normal 7.83Hz to 15 this century.. chasing that one up as it might explain some of the madness (let alone my tinnitus)... different sites on that. time speeding up? Toffler's future shock on steroids? why now after billions of years? speed of light changing? the earth shrinking, or for flat earthers, pancaking (like the Twin Towers - lol) and the inability to trust government agencies on schuman measurements or earthquake readings. (see Stone's Fukushima report the latter). dunno. care a little, gotta zip'n'buzz.

Karen Norman said...

Dear Scarlett,

I grew up in a poor suburb in Western Sydney and we used an outhouse until I was about 4. For the first two years we were married my husband and I lived in the rain forest in Northern New South Wales in an abandoned house with an out house, and I absolutely loved it. Where we lived that is, not the outhouse lol. The spiders in the outhouse were as big as your hand, so I use to sit on the toilet with a big stick and if they started to crawl in I would use the stick to knock just below their legs to make them run out again :o). We had no electricity and we had to run a hose from a water tank to get water to our dwelling. My husband had to re-stump the tiny abode and we managed to replace the missing doors and windows by finding replacements at the tip. By the time we finished we had a comfortable little rain forest retreat that provided all our necessities, which I found very comfortable. We had one neighbour who lived in a hollowed out tree, and a few others who lived in sheds. They were very colourful people indeed and eccentricity was the norm. I learned much in that period of my life, and the biggest lesson was that you don't need a lot of money to be happy. I have always been a hippy at heart and the pursuit of materialism has never really been my thing.

I don't have a cell phone but I do use a computer, obviously :o). I don't have issues with people using IT or any other invention humanity has made, I am simply against the abuse of such items, for example, I love the way computers have brought people together like us from across the globe but I don't like how the slave masters/government/corporations use them to spy on us. I love the fact that TV can be used to provide access to knowledge through documentaries and entertainment, but I don't like how they are used to hypnotise and indoctrinate people to a specific sociological agenda. That is just how it is in this world though, even with something like the Bible, which can be used to lift people up or drag them down, depending on where the individual's energy is resonating. That which is outside of us becomes an extension of who we are, which is why I believe the inner journey is the path that leads to wisdom.

It is just a fact of life on this plain that our creations can be used for us or against us, and I believe that is one of the grand lessons we came here to learn. Even though the GWEN towers are being used for mind control the good news is that computers offer us access to 432 hertz music that can bring us back into balance again. I learned very young in life that every problem has a solution, so I inform myself of the dangers we face and then I look for the solution.

I read an article recently that suggested one's mind is like a garden, if you don't fill it with healthy information you will end up with a garden full of weeds. While I agree that it is essential to fill our mind with knowledge of the higher kind, I think it is also important to know the dangers we face, and unfortunately that means wading through the quagmire of disgusting facts about the evils that are being perpetrated against humanity too. My father's wise counsel resonates with me on such issues because he taught me to always be an optimist and hope for the best but be a pessimist and prepare for the worst. This advice has served me well because it has taught me to seek out the best in people but at the same time be wary of their demons. The same goes with ourself, because until we eradicate our demons we tend to reflect them onto others and play the blame game, where no personal responsibility is necessary.

End of rave. By the way it is nice to have another gal on board.

Luv Kazz

Anonymous said...

pierre said..

"Free the Weeeeeeeed, Free the Boys...."
http://www.northernstar.com.au/news/nimbin-crowd-turns-out-to-support-lane-boys/3059235/

Lock up the priests (some of them).
http://www.northernstar.com.au/news/rake-lawyer-defends-former-priest-in-lismore-over-/3056174/

Karen Norman said...

PS.

That article which I mentioned I read in my prior comment also said the knowledge you fill your mind with is what creates your reality, and while I believe that is true to a point I am pretty sure the native American indians never thought, I think we should trade some of our trinkets for blankets that have been deliberately infested with small pox to exterminate us. Suggesting our knowledge dictates our reality is a bit like suggesting that if you don't know what a tsunami is you won't be killed when the water rushes back in after it has receded. The facts are that it is the people who know what is going on when the water recedes prior to a tsunami who have the best chance of surviving it, because they know well enough to know to get to high ground or to climb a tree. Therefore, contrary to all the New Age propaganda and hype of 'think positive and she'll be right mate', it is having an awareness of the dangers you face and the solutions available that provides the best chance of survival. And, of course, a good relationship with our Creator so we can receive guidance :o).

Luv Kazz

Karen Norman said...

Dear Pierre,

The fact that we live in the 21st century and you can go to jail for partaking in a natural herb, whilst it is legal to sell pharmaceuticals that are so toxic they kill people on a regular basis, shows just how far we have devolved as a race. Even though cannabis is legal in Canberra and South Australia baal judges still lecture people about the ills of cannabis. It was embarrassing for me to sit in court and listen to what is suppose to be an intelligent person lecture our youth about the dangers of cannabis and its effect, so much so that I had to contain myself from laughing out loud.

The only danger of cannabis is that it will open up people's pineal glands and help them make contact with our Divine creator, which is the real reason I believe it is banned, because the last thing satanists want is people connecting with God.

Luv Kazz

torus said...

The high induced from cannabis is due to the expansion of one's aura. Hence the greater sense of connectivity one can feel especially when out in nature. Initially, this enhanced sense of connectedness amongst friends, Nature, music, was immediate and apparent, with no "issues". I credit cannabis, in part, for enhancing my ability to see through corporate advertising, bad acting, and a profound revulsion to violence, particularly from movies etc. Also the movie known as 9/11, which to me was a transparent sham from day one. Non pot smokers, like my dear mom for instance, simply believed what she was told by the "corporation". In part, it was due to her childlike naivete and a refusal to believe that Bush, Cheney, Blair, et al could be so fundamentally complicit with such evil. My "issues" with pot came with time and most likely, "abuse". I agree with Terrence McKenna who advocated a "sacramentel" and judicious use of the plant. The danger of "auric expansion" is that it seems to allow the entrance of, shall we say, "psychic intruders". My expanded auric field seemed to augment natural empathic tendencies and increase my ability to take in too much of the world. Granted, I've also experimented with LSD which most likely aided the augmentation of my empathic and psychic tendencies. Pot could never come close to a bad acid trip, but the hydroponic weed that some cultivate now is so soaked with THC that one must be cautious.
I've used pot to engage in 5-6 mile uninterrupted walks, high as a kite. Mindful and oblivious at the same time.
Over time though, my solar plexus chakra (SOULar) became disturbed. A tangible gnawing in the "gut" to reconsider my behaviour. Being in crowds whilst high engaged too many conflicting emotions and psychic impressions that simply were not there in years past.
Lately, I've been having tremendous effects from the pranayama technique known as Anuloma Viloma. Alternate nostril breathing. Clear the lungs through the nose. Occluded left nostril while breathing in through the right for a 4 count. Hold breath for a 16 count. Block right nostril and breath out through the left for a count of 8. Inhale through left with a 4 count. Hold for 16. Breath out through the right for an 8 count. That is one cycle. Try ten cycles and see if you notice and FEEL a calming of the body/mind.
To friends seen and unseen, I truly enjoy it.

Deeda Tree said...

Les,

If you're planning to come through Chicago, please do reach out. We can provide lodging and some excellent home-cooked cuisine.

-Yusuf

(312) 647-9704

torus said...

Les is receiving an abundance of offers!
The inference behind "nothing beats a home cooked meal" or, "it's not like mom's home cookin'" is that is was made with love, not an intended profit.

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

The Continuing Dissolution of all that is Fine and Honorable Within Us.

Visible said...

A new Petri Dish is up now-

Tranquility; Meditating Beside the Martha Washington Monument.