Tuesday, July 19, 2016

The Metaphysical Mortgage Brokers of Material Profit and...

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

On Sunday, I did a radio broadcast. I felt such a passion and fire move through me that I broke down toward the end. I couldn't help myself, it was so real in my heart at that moment and my gratitude went beyond the parameters of anything I have known before. I felt my true conviction and certainty breaking the dams of my resistance and carrying me away. In my experience, which isn't much over the long haul, I've never felt this kind of Gratitude before. I can't explain it because words are an ineffective medium for that. I realize now what I have been realizing all along, that I have the divine in my life, is more than payment enough for all the abuse I have encountered and all the weakness and doubt and stupidity that I have demonstrated; more than once.

I find myself in uncharted waters. I find myself, given that I have been lost so many times, awash in Gratitude. There is no terror or trial that I have been through that was not worth the experience a hundred times over, given that such a sense of Gratitude is priceless. It doesn't matter if all my poor efforts do not amount to anything, or that I fall away from this plane, without having come even close to accomplishing what I once imagined myself capable of, that God loves me is more than enough; more than enough.

As troubling as my days have been of late, I catch myself in a few minutes here and there, absolutely overcome with Gratitude. There is nothing happening that justifies my discontent. It is as if I am now feeling the emptiness in every heart that I pass in passing. It used to be that I would be somewhere in public and I would screen capture the environment and the life forms and a sense of the totality of it would come upon me but now... now it is as if all the life coming and going bleeds into mine and it comes close to rendering me insane. The good news is that I am already insane, so all I get is a sense of prevailing unrest at the enormity of vibrations bouncing off the walls ...but I can't even see the walls. I just know they are bouncing because they keep coming back on me, so they must be bouncing off of something, unless this really is The Truman Show.

I shouldn't give the impression that all is not well because it is, at least personally. It is the world around me that I feel. It is a sort of osmosis. What I am feeling is a blend and the result of not unlike what happens when coffee or scotch gets blended. It loses an element of quality or... it amplifies the differential on the taste buds when you don't want any differential. Sometime it compounds the injuries of the assault on the senses (grin). I'm not a scotch drinker but if I were it would be McCallan or Glenmoragie. I don't drink much coffee but I've always got some Jamaican Blue Mountain beans around. I like quality over quantity. A little of something good goes a lot further with me than a lot of something not so good and I can taste the difference. So it is a bit of a trial to experience a blend of stupidity, indifference and sensation seeking oblivion; manifested as texting, while crossing the street against the light and here comes the garbage truck.

I like quality over quantity when it comes to the ineffable as well and... one further consideration, I prefer, insist on and demand, direct presence and conversation; rituals and rites, dogma and cant, butchered and spindled scripture are not on my 'to do' list. Every argument about God and Not God are all around these things. The ineffable which is a luminous light, cloaked and shielded behind degrees of density of light, where the light of the ineffable has the highest concentration of density and force of light, remains and will forever remain beyond the reach of logic, reason, words, symbols (which are often archetypes in extension from that light) and any other medium that was, is, or ever shall be.

Far too many of us surround ourselves with the complexities of religion that have been formulated by the priest class and other metaphysical mortgage brokers for material profit. This serves two purposes. It provides an income for crass opportunists and it bathes the whole of the spiritual realm in dirty water that repels and offends the intelligent, who are repulsed by all of the violence, absurdities and lies that religion gives birth to. God simply is. God is and we are and there is no life nor light in us that is not the gift of God. Nothing more is asked of us except that we seek a deeper communion and serve at every turn where opportunity provides the chance. Everything else is handled by the ineffable. Indeed, these are also handled by the ineffable. Everything is handled by the ineffable if you believe it to be. To the degree you do not then that is added into the equation from wherever you are resident and also added in to the equation of what it takes to dispel your doubt.

If God is Love, then expressing Love is expressing God. If God is Love then it stands to reason (there are levels where reason does apply- grin) Love is the gravity of all things in suspension and the electromagnetic attraction and . Love holds it all up and it lights it all up. Love illuminates what is. Love conceals and reveals at the same time and this is something that confuses people who are controlled by the predilection for rational thought. You don't need me to tell you that Love is irrational but everything, no matter how seemingly absurd, follows particular laws. The problem is that if we are unaware of the laws, we presume that they do not exist. Lack of the knowledge of anything does not preclude the existence of it. Just because we don't know something doesn't mean it isn't present. We are hamstrung by our inability to accept something we do not understand. This is the area where faith becomes preeminent. Doubt cannot be on the menu. If the divine is limitless, it goes without saying (so I didn't say it) that the power and capacity of the divine is limitless. Our existence and all of the components of it and all of the diverse ways in which we each understand it, is measured and validated by our faith; faith moves mountains. Faith puts the mountains there in the first place.

Love and one of its primary, direct avenues of expression, 'selfless service', is the highest state of personal expression we can aspire to. I draw your attention to that sad and tedious joke that was Mother Teresa. Most of the public knows her from the PR releases that have advertised her as a icon of Love and selfless service. I suggest if you don't know the details of her behavior toward those she is trumpeted as defending and assisting, I suggest one investigate the behavior of all of those who are put forth as serving the common interest from the rarefied planes of their elevated status. I suggest one ponder those with tens of millions who give pocket change to corporations that promise to cure diseases they are engaged in creating the conditions for.

Through the medium of the world of entertainment; movies, television, music and all those abortions parading about as art, we see Love expressed and defined as primordial lust. This is where that whole 'bitches and ho's' motif comes from. It is the concerted effort to defame, diminish and profane the divine feminine. At present, in the cultural sense, it involves the feminization of the masculine into expressing itself in physical expressions of submissive, sexual engagements from the female position, in order to debase and confuse the natural order of things. The truth is that the Aquarian Age is a time in which the higher virtues of the divine feminine are ascendant and so... the dark side seeks to pervert that into the lowest common denominators of expression. This is the agenda of the elite. Forget everything else you have been told. The elite know what is coming and their whole house of cards is about to be turned into the very thing they fear the most. Justice is a female principle. If they can pervert the medium as it comes into the ascendant, then, perforce, it will be a descendant, in every sense of the word.

Personally, I have always been her servant in life after life. I seriously doubt I will make a career change at this point. This is not to say I always did the best job of it but... within the limitations of whatever I knew at the time, I did my best. It amounts to this, Love cannot be defined because everyone has their own idea of what that is and they get that definition from something inherent in their nature ...or... it is programmed into them. The latter is the one most in evidence today. Don't let your heart and mind get sucked into this morass. Love forever extends beyond the reach of anyone forever. What is the point if it doesn't go on forever into ever more fine and perfect worlds? The ambitions of this world are a poor example of what is possible for us but that is what is promoted. The idea is to distract you to the point that when you find out what you missed, you hate yourself. It is a world of false advertising and it is a spiritual war. Sides are chosen and sometimes those on the wrong side have been chosen for the job by the one who orchestrates the conflict. The point is not who appears to win from either side. The point is where you wind up in the process of figuring out what is going on. Will you figure it out? That is to be determined.

Love of the almighty will carry you through every adventure of experience to the ultimate prize because love is magnetic and it unerringly draws you toward the object of your affection. This is why Bhakti Yoga is the most expedient and effective of them all in these times. With the true practice of Bhakti, you evade every pitfall placed in the way of the uncommitted. I prefer to be committed and I hope the same is true of you.

End Transmission.......

Sunday's radio broadcast is available for streaming.

There are already near 40 readers who would like a visit and by the time August ends there will surely be more. Therefore, if you can get away, you are welcome to come a visit with us for a few days on the ocean and the offer is sincere.

A related post:


Visible said...

Those flat earth, lack of, intelligence assets are really getting pissed off at us. Cool. One is best defined by who their friends are and who their enemies are. I wouldn't have it any other way than the way it is.

Anonymous said...

The ancient Greeks had four words to describe what English describes in one. English has the word "Love," whereas the Greeks had the words "Agape," "Eros," "Filia," and "Lust." I'm curious if you have any thoughts on those words as compared to the English concept of "Love?" Maybe expanding on those thoughts would help express some ideas more effectively, perhaps not, but I would love to hear your thoughts either way.

Regarding your upcoming excursion through the states, will you be passing through Spokane during your travels? If so, I'd love to treat you to lunch or dinner.


Visible said...

Greetings Elliot. At the moment the plan is to simply come in to Northern California and then go down but if there are enough people from that area we are considering anywhere where that is the case.

Anonymous said...

hmm... I read comments about pics with your latest radio but don't see any. Are they still around?

mike m said...

I take it you won't get as far as the sunshine state but wish you well on your travels.

Spot on again, Vis.

Vince said...

The phoenix ;-) says; once you realeyes you’re insaying you are no longer insaying. It is to know the difference between the mimicking imposters and the authentic voice within. Id est Mr. Gold from the movie Revolver!

Visible said...

pics are at Facebook and the last Petri Dish and Smoking Mirrors.

Ray Hilchey said...

Dearest Les
That video is my second favorite next to the Hari Krishna video which is absolutely grabs my soul
I have wondered about those Heretic Production videos. A while back I downloaded a dozen of them and enjoy them almost daily. Did you write them all? Who is Patrick W, who is Snordster and what is the place of Jon Rappaport whose Matrix series I cannot afford?
On another topic I am researching Garuda bird, specifically how he has evolved in the cosmology of the Kymer and Lan Xang Kingdoms. I love SE Asian Buddhism, it gives me a warm giggly feeling.
This led me to research on the Chola kingdom in South India 200-1200 AD and I found this:
During the period of the Later Cholas, there are alleged to have been instances of intolerance towards Vaishnavites especially towards their acharya Ramanuja. King Kulothunga Chola II, a staunch Shaivite, is said to have removed a statue of Vishnu from the Shiva temple at Chidambaram, though there are no epigraphical evidences to support this theory. There is an inscription from 1160 that the custodians of Shiva temples who had social intercourses with Vaishnavites would forfeit their property. There is an inscription from 1160 that the custodians of Shiva temples who had social intercourses with Vaishnavites would forfeit their property. However, this is more of a direction to the Shaivite community by its religious heads than any kind of dictat by a Chola emperor. While Chola kings built their largest temples for Shiva and even while emperors like Rajaraja Chola I held titles like Sivapadasekharan, in none of their inscriptions did the Chola emperors proclaim that their clan only and solely followed Shaivism or that Shaivism was the state religion during their rule
So Bhakti worship was not welcome everywhere in India.
With love
Ray H

Kazz said...

Dear Vis,

There is a reason the Divine chose the female vessel to bring new life into this world. My heart is what guides me. The feminine has been so debased in this world where Man has tried to remould the feminine into the perfect slut companion. The women who succeed become as hard hearted, stiff necked, and cold as their counterpart. Female dummies are now being offered to those who simply seek the worldly pleasure of lust, where no emotion, no compassion, no sacrifice or real love is necessary. How fitting for the coming age of transhumanism where no humanity, empathy, or thought for others is necessary. What a dark, loveless, antiseptic existence this promises.

Man may have found a system that can control this planet for the benefit of a mere handful, while the masses are squashed like a bug on the windscreen of life's highway, but at what cost?

The dark hardens the hearts of men to destroy that which God created. The 'state' replaces humanity, the 'brotherhood' replaces the family, and judgement replaces 'compassion and forgiveness'. Everything becomes about the self. Anyone wishing to engage true spirituality is an outcast among those who are sociologically indoctrinated in the temples of Man.

Satan truly does work for God, to draw man as far from his Creator as possible, because whilst in this state satan can get Man to justify anything he does! In this way God sees what truly is in the heart of Man.

Who wants to live in a world that feels like an ongoing pimps and prostitute ball?

Many direct blame toward humanity for the disgraceful state in which we find ourselves but the sheep go where the shepherd directs the herd. If nearly all the sheep are ending up in the belly of wolves than perhaps it is time to replace the wolves in sheep's clothing with shepherds who will LEAD (NOT RULE) the sheeop to green pastures!!!!!

Luv Kazz

Visible said...

I write the dialogue and Patrick does the rendition. He is also known as Snordelhans and Heretic Productions is his company. He's kind of the James Earl Jones of South Africa and does a lot of the big time commercial voiceovers. He's a fabulous person and a true friend.

Anonymous said...

pierre said..

Doubt shouldnt be in the main course, of course, but it should be a sidedish.
Goethe covered it in Faust's conversion to 'feeling is all', which got him into hot water and 'ain't so pretty at all' territory. One ought to know what it is one is valuing, at least in the shallower waters of consciousness.

Kazz said...

Dear pierre,

In the deep blue sea the changing of the tide is almost unnoticeable because the waters run so deep, so isn't the ebb and change of the tide most apparent in the shallows?

Luv Kazz

Anonymous said...

I have been reading and listening to your work for about the last 8 or 9 years now.
I am still spellbound by the way the ineffable works through you to explain what is surely intuitive to us all, well most anyway. You are one powerful lighthouse.

I rarely post anything on the net these days unless merited, I have no need but you will remember me as Covkid.


kind regards


Ray B. said...

Vis, I recently had an experience akin to your Gratitude outflowings. (Congratulations, by the way!) This one was based on Desire. No, not that kind of desire (grin)...

I had been discontented for a few days. Just a general feeling, not focused on anything. Then, spontaneously, this wave of Desire just started pouring out of me. Strong. It had to do with really wanting to be with others of 'like mind'. (By 'like mind', I am presuming a similar consciousness-state.) It was a positive, declarative desire, not a whiny foot-stomping. So, I am fairly confident it will eventually become a positive manifestation (whatever its form).

What was amazing was both the strength of it and the long 'emission' time. It went into the void, but I am pretty-sure somebody 'heard'. The results should be interesting...
Vis: "It is the world around me that I feel. It is a sort of osmosis. What I am feeling is a blend... So it is a bit of a trial to experience a blend of stupidity, indifference and sensation seeking oblivion..."

It sounds like your Oneness is ramping up. Congratulations and commiserations!

I was once told that becoming Enlightened (oneness, empathic-connection, telepathic-connection, etc.) on a higher-consciousness planet was like entering into bliss. You would be drawn into the state more-and-more, because of the positive experience. (Positive reinforcement.) A form of heaven, as it were...

Unfortunately, the opposite also holds true. Becoming Enlightened on a low-consciousness planet is not pleasant, to be kind. There is even a recoil-effect at work, similar to touching a live wire (of pain). It takes work to build the 'muscle' not to flinch-back into body-only awareness. Sigh...
Vis: "...I prefer, insist on and demand, direct presence and conversation; rituals and rites, dogma and cant, butchered and spindled scripture are not on my 'to do' list."

Yep. At some point, you just have no use for the 'disconnected' experience. This was what all the real saints and holy men/women were trying to say and explain. While they were living, just being in their aura and sharing that energetic-connection was enough to bring the almost-there types into this 'communion'. Cool, and thanks! There are even some of these real saints and holy men/women who are hanging-around close-enough (although out-of-body) that marvelous events occur with this 'contact'...
Vis: "It is the concerted effort to defame, diminish and profane the divine feminine."

I have been trying to wrap my head around that 'program' for some time. I have a feeling that there was a deep, traumatic experience somewhere/sometime/some-dimension that got all this started. I suspect that some form of a higher-search will turn-up the Players in this affair.

I understand that long-ago there was the 'division' of androgyny (for lack of a better word/concept) into male/female archetypes. That created its own set of problems/opportunities. Opposites, for one. Specialization, for another.

However, I do not see why there is this deep-seated hatred. Something very important is 'hidden' in the upper-reaches...

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

P.S. Vis, you stated a blog or two back that you would probably only be going northwards about a hundred miles from Sacramento. This places your northern limit around Chico, mid-Mendocino, or in the gold-country to the east. Is that right?

Anonymous said...

My head is swarming with hot pink little heartsies lately. I'm adoring those virtuous girls, so pure in their feminine instincts. I figure they're from heaven. That's where they've always lived. It's their natural home. It was safe to love and trust everyone in heaven and they think they're still in heaven. You want them to keep thinking that. As long as that virtue is protected (and it has to be protected), they bring some heaven with them. So, when a doofus teacher says something like "she has to get used to taking the lumps and bullets too" and then forcing the standards of men on her, that's corruption and I wanna punch that doofus. Another presumptuous disrespect to girls I se is a guy talking about his feminine side. News flash for you, asshole: YOU'RE NOT FROM HEAVEN! What you perceive as your feminine side, is the work of a perverted demon. You can't say this tastes like chicken or that tastes like chicken, when you've never tasted chicken. So, shut your presumptuous ass up. I had tweeners wank about me on AOL, and I still don't know what did it for them. We talked about school and the weather and daily blah blah. Was it the respect and consideration I showed her? Was she as starved for her masculine empowering complement as I was for my feminine empowering counterpart? They charmed the hell out of me, and any pervert proclivities too. You can call me a pervert, but can you call girls perverts? Why wre there so many tweeners online to find 40 year old boyfriends. I was the only one they could find that would even talk to them. They had to share me with their bff's. I was stretched thin and couldn't give each one of them the attention she would have liked, and deserved. Some guy somewhere should be treating her like she's the most important person in the whole world. Be a farmer and grow and tend her delicate flower to it's most powerful feminine brilliance. We failed the girls, so scared of looking like perverts. Just throw her under the bus, because you're so scared of a feminist flogging. Real big man. That's another reason I loathe bravado woofing asshole bloggers. They throw girls under the bus in everything they say! My 3rd eye sees a tweener in a virtuous woman. I've seen 3 in the last year. How many have you seen?

"The serpent beguiled me and I did eat", just the facts, straight up as noon. But, she needs a shepherd. This ain't heaven.

Anonymous said...

Very excellent bit of writing/commune-ication Les, Very moving. Engages in both emotional and intellectual levels.

"The ineffable which is a luminous light, cloaked and shielded behind degrees of density of light, where the light of the ineffable has the highest concentration of density and force of light, remains and will forever remain beyond the reach of logic, reason, words, symbols (which are often archetypes in extension from that light) and any other medium that was, is, or ever shall be."
Yes, certainly so. Attributed to St. Augustine is the saying "If you have understood, then what you understood is not God".

But "rituals and rites" are to me like having a kickstand on my bike...some people take it off, some don't...I find it useful. Ritual helps me center the mind. They are not magic, we don't attempt to explain the ineffible or force God's hand. Ritual is more like a reminder, that touches our hearts in inexplicable way.
The ritual of communion for example. If we approach it righly (total surrender and thankfulness) it physically reminds us of God's love for us, very personal, and at the same time binds us together in our hearts as as we join in this ritual, acknowledging our failures to God and one another and accepting and offering compassion. It's a logic-defying time/space transcendant moment where we, past and present lovers of God, and God, find a sort of union.
Of course I don't understand it. But I certainly feel it. Faith plays a part.

Love, (yes, it is the most efficacious way, though it's not all roses and chocolate)

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

#14. . .

You forgot the 'and may Vasuki lick your nose!' after your Namaste.

Diane said...

Mornin' Sunshine,

Your pictures reflect the glow of this essay.

I'm so glad you posted them because my very first impression was/is...you are a 'Who'; as in 'Whoville'. No matter what, the caring for everyone, the divine in everyone, shows through you. And I feel it, like something in the all-encompassing electromagnetic force.

Here's to you in keeping the faith!

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-

In Pursuit of the Everlasting Praise of the Everlasting.

Kazz said...

Dear Anonymous,

'Wednesday, July 20, 2016 12:18:00 PM'

I believe you have hit the nail on the head. If you want an angel you must be willing to provide a sanctuary from the cold cruel world where the feminine can flourish. This does not mean you lock her away and imprison her to make her an extension of yourself, but rather provide an opportunity where her sweetness, kindness, and love can flourish. Then she can provide you with the Haven/Heaven you so richly deserve. A woman's love is the balm that heals and soothes the beast in man, and his love is that which makes them both whole. You are right when you say woman needs a shepherd because without a shepherd who will protect her from the wolves? I believe it was for this reason God gave man woman.

Dear Gene,

I stand corrected, your version is more accurate than mine. How silly of me to have suggested that there is something about us that our creator does not know. If God knows how many hairs are on our head than it only follows that he knows that which is in our hearts.

Thank you for your wise council.

You guys are awesome :o).

Luv Kazz

Erik said...

Getting better and better Vis, thanks ...

and Covkid!!, very good to see you're alive and kicking Gav, still have the same e-mail? (if not, mine has not changed)


Visible said...

Speaking of which, Erik... it wouldn't hurt for you to tell me where you are. My email is still the same.

Ray B. said...

In case you've moved on, I had a comment that was accepted and then ended-up in the spam folder. Third Elf kindly retrieved it, and it is #15 here.

Anonymous said...

pierre said...

@ Kazz (you guys and gals are mostly several levels above my pay grade btw)....

Faust was more from the fire into the frying pan than ebb and flow, as a result of his one sidedn overly intellectual life. Goethe was playing Hegelian Dialectics methinks. 'Feeling is all' is also one sided was the point there though.

then there's the froth from the ebb and flow...

and Fukushima (I aint going down to the sea no more, no more...... gospel chant).

anon @12:18:00 PM
that reminds me of the scene in Sons of Anarchy at the carnival, our main guy meets and compliments a tween 13 or so in a positive (look but don't touch) way.. tween is then raped by clown, bike gang delivers summary 'justice' . it's all about the brainwashing, lack of common sense, and fear of terrors whilst the real terrorists (from the ground up) are enabled by the ptb.
for instance.

Visible said...

since 90% of the time it is only you that happens to, I don't know what to tell you.

Ray B. said...

Vis, I take the 'messing' as a compliment. It shows that I must be getting under someone's saddle...

Also, have you decided to go closer to OR/CA border on your trip?

Best Wishes,
Ray B.

Visible said...

If there are enough participants.

If there is reason enough.


Anonymous said...

"The success or failure of your deeds, does not add up to the sum of your life. Your spirit cannot be weighed. Judge yourself by the intentions of your actions, and by the strength with which you faced the challenges that have stood in your way. The Universe is vast and we are so small. There is really only one thing we can ever truly control... whether we are good or evil."
— Oma Desala - (SG1: "Meridian")
Hello Les
I think I'd place you in the 'good' category mate.
You know I'm a StarGate fan.
Tony, Gin Gin

Anonymous said...

Only just alive and kicking Erik. Had a major heart attack a few years ago hence my disappearing act.Hope all is well and drop me an e-mail so we can catch up I'm on the mend now and ready to ever so gently get back into the swing of things.

Tyler Vincent said...

I recently witnessed a miracle by the divine... well it was actually my third Chakra, she says. She broke a tree in half. She keeps on telling me it was my third chakra that did it, but of course if the divine wasn't resident in me, I highly doubt this would of happened. I have been experiencing a huge blockage in my third chakra for the last year or so. Sometimes I find myself very shy and singing aloud or being around certain people is extremely difficult. What happens occasionally if I don't surrender and just sing or speak to this or that person, my third chakra goes into extreme pain. If I resist long enough, things happen. A tree broke in half in the forest near by, when the divine told me to sit by this beautiful young woman and speak to her, and I felt a huge amount of resistance within me to doing so. She heard it first and said "what was that!?" and I looked around and there was no wind and I couldn't hear any axes or chainsaws... but the divine was there, and told me it was because my third chakra was blocked basically... and it sounded like this tree split right down the middle and fell half over into neighbouring trees. The same thing happened to me last year while I was camping on a beach. I was told to sing and I was so shy even though I was alone on mushrooms. I knew the people across the lake could hear me somewhat. And I was very reluctant to do this, it felt nearly impossible, i felt a devils tail 50 feet long crawling out of my third chakra... it was very painful, and so long as I wasn't able or willing to sing, rocks would burst and huge rocks, like tonnes in size were cracking and bursting and hundreds of pieces of wood were being lifted up in the forest behind me and clanging against the trees, and this went on for hours... until i finally sang and the birds and all creation around me were singing and trying to encourage me to just open my mouth. Anyway, I realized then what faith means. You can do anything, you can move mountains, you can break them in half, should you have enough faith. So, no longer am I shy. That same energy is going to pour fourth from within me, into my music, into my words, into my faith, into my life in momentous ways! I am blessed and grateful for the love of the ineffable. I trust the ineffable, and I know that no matter what I have been through, it is no match for my faith, and nothing will ever take that from me again. Of this I am certain. Love you vis! Tyler

Visible said...

I am sorry to hear about that Covkid. You were always a great presence here. To get reminders from Tony- Gin gin and Erik and you, all at the same time is pretty incredible. I read a small booklet by Sri Aurobindo recently (like today) and I had read it once before and it blew me away. It's called, "The Mother". I've been neglecting the feminine aspect, turning more to sexless absolutes but she showed up and kicked my ass yesterday. I was in the worst pain of my life all day long. It seemed as if each hour was a month and I have had kidney stones so... this was somewhere north of that. Today... all gone but with a reminder placed in my hand. She is the ruling authority when it comes to here. All he does is sit in ceaseless meditation. I don't know what to say to anyone at this point but it is good to hear from all of you again and more importantly it being possible to hear from you all again.

Erik said...

Sorry to hear that Covkid, and glad you are on the mend; am still in the USA, but expect to be in Europe soonish. Will dig up your e-mail and pick up where we left off ...

I replied to your e-mail, Visible ... it looks like we are all coming out of a "holding pattern" that lasted over 4 years here ... an amazing time, if time indeed exists ... ;)

Anonymous said...

pierre said... (resident gopher)


Anonymous said...

Thanks guys it's good to be back.
E-mail is somme62@talktalk.net the same as it ever was.
Think I may go on to break Hermes Trismegistus' longevity record ;) Heh Heh !


Anonymous said...


Thanks for sharing the true feminine perspective about that. I know there isn't an army of feminists and their feminist flogged barking neuters out there waiting to lynch me when I show some appreciation to a girl. Once, in Wal-Mart, I must have been having a particularly good 'not so much hair left' day, and I see, out of the corner of my eye, a very pretty tweener primping and adjusting her hair and furtively looking my way to see if she would get some small acknowledgement. I said to myself "She's getting a BIG acknowledgement from ME. This is the most flattering thing that can happen!". I pointed my shopping cart right at her and when I passed her I looked at her pretty face ad gave her my biggest smile (which was easy to do) and said "HI!". I hit on her right in front of her mom. No army of feminists and feminist flogged obedient goons came out of the woodwork to lynch me. Her mom even got a little giggle out of it. It was all the girl wanted; just a affirmation that she's important. I know that women don't think I'm any pervert but other guys don't know that, so it's important that they hear it from you that they should show some respect and appreciation for the girls. Girls are being treated like lepers.

I wanna see powerful women again, and I'm not talking about company CEO's or butch infantry squad leaders. I want girls to stay virgins until nature has brought them to their most powerful bloom. The wilting flower is the one that got the bee. The most powerful flower in it's sights and scents is the one that's waited the longest. A girl will have the level of bloom she's reached all her life. They're putting girls up to going out and having sex too early, and making it look like they're against it. Subtle liars and manipulators. The reasons they give girls for not having sex are feeble and stupid. Those zitfaced twerp boys their age, who need their bosom mommies to live, are their inferiors. To force girls to have them as their only social associations is to force retardation on her. Could this be why 10 year old girls are out to pick up 40 40 year old boyfriends online? Are these the girls who refuse to accept the mandatory retardation by association? There's some kinda genius going on with girls that a guy is just bling to. Why are women such a mystery? Because they were girls once and still are. Talking to those off the wall, didn't get the memos tweeners on AOL made me realize I don't know a thing about girls, and by extension ; women. "Mom, will you write that memo on toilet paper, so it doesn't clog up the toilet this time, and write what you told me about Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, too. And, by the way, a dollar from you for a tooth is just cheap. I thought the Tooth Fairy just might not have much money". They're a lot smarter than anyone thinks. They know when they're getting lied to and are insulted by it. They don't have the verbal skills to give words to their impressions, and present their case about getting lied to. That's where SOMEONE should be the adult. We haven't even scratched the surface yet about the depth of girls and the mysterious wisdom and power they have. I'll be keeping an eye out for more of your input about it.

Kazz said...

Dear Anonymous, Sunday, July 24, 2016 3:53:00 PM

I have no magic recipe into the mindset of all the women, because they are as individual as the men, but what I have learned about people is that generally every interaction goes more smoothly where there is respect. I try to keep in mind that every human being is a manifestation of the Divine in form, experiencing the physical plain. Although many in this time have forgotten their celestial roots and have fallen back into their animal consciousness, where their vehicle is controlled by physical urges and desires, I try to vibrate at the higher energy level and inspire their spark of the Divine within.

'.…Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world. For I was hungry and you gave Me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave Me something to drink, I was a stranger and you took Me in, I was naked and you clothed Me, I was sick and you looked after Me, I was in prison and you visited Me.’…' (Matthew 25:34-36).

How we treat others is how we treat God.

Luv Kazz

Anonymous said...


"how we treat others is how we treat God"

I don't know if that is a quote you got from somewhere or your own words of wisdom, but that is truly one for the ages...

so succinct, and simple, all encompassing and perfect, yet at least in my case, so easily forgotten.

much respect




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