Wednesday, August 30, 2017

Lady Kundalini Dances in the Mirror of the Perpetual Moment.

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Last night I was trembling and shaking. It might have been less egregious if I had slept the night prior but I did not. This made the disorientation much greater than it would have been. I was so out of touch that I did not even realize it was a Kundalini experience for some time. Then I started weeping in an out of control fashion. It was like being torn to pieces in every direction and... this would have been catastrophic, if the total loss of sense of self was able to impact on me but it wasn't. I'm used to dissolving into nothing; for there to be no one there afterwards. It might have been awful for someone who expects to find themselves there after all the wrappings are removed. What was disturbing was the force of it.

The episode went on for hours and it was so exhausting that it is difficult to keep my eyes open as I write this. I fell asleep at some point last night and when I woke up this morning I did not remember what had happened the night before. I was drinking a cup of coffee when it all came flooding back. How could I not remember such an excruciating series of events for so long? Nothing like that has ever happened before. This is the third event of its kind in the last couple of months. Not since Italy has there been such an intensity of changes. I don't remember discussing the other episodes. Maybe I did. So many things get written with such frequency around here that it can blur together. Last night was a great deal more powerful than the other ones. I'm hoping there won't be any follow-ups for awhile (grin). My friends are used to strange occurrences and are less concerned about them happening and more concerned about whether I am okay. One of them said to me this morning that it is incredible that I can bounce back so quickly. I guess that comes with practice... heh heh.

I'm not doing a very good job of talking about what happened and an even worse job of conveying how intense it was. That doesn't seem important to me. Something is going on behind whatever seems to be behind the scenes and... maybe even behind that.

This is the next day and I have gotten a good amount of rest... woke up with a hole in my back, which is something that happens when I get very relaxed. It doesn't last. All morning I have been wondering about the many, many anomalies in my life; “how could this happen in concert with that?” “How can this be present while counterpointed with that?” None of it makes any sense and the ineffable has gone to some lengths to tell me that 'real life is not the same as Hollywood'.

When I look back on my life I can identify two main themes; one of them involves a fellow who got ruthlessly hammered by unfortunate circumstances and has been forced to make constant adjustments to continuing bad circumstances and not all the reactions of that fellow were the best of what might have been done. Some of them seem insane in retrospect but... what do you do in the five minutes you suddenly find yourself left with as the devil and the deep blue sea firm up in 180 degree quadrants and you can't see that thin sliver of another option, which might have been there and maybe only got photoshopped in afterwards? Then there is that other theme that looks at all the supernatural saving moments... the large body of real friends and the quality of companionship on the way, which speaks to an investment made by 'someone or something' with skin in the game... even when it often looks and feels like your skin. I'm guessing there are more than two ways to look at your life but... generally there are two commonly recurring perspectives that come around and they depend on the level of positive or negative operating at the time.

Some days you feel good about yourself and you remember the high points that are indicative of what you really are at the core. Some days you do not feel good about yourself and you are plagued with a series of images where you are certain you let yourself down and not only yourself.

It doesn't make sense that someone of my age, at this stage of the game would be still getting 'deconstructed'; broken down to the basic elements and then reformed yet again. It often looks like a hyper active kid with one of those modern day psychological ailments... some combination of ADD-Autism and pharmacological distortion who is in a room with an erector set. He keeps making something that functions according to a mysterious intent. Then he tears it down and rebuilds it again, not because it wasn't working before, or that it wasn't satisfactory in all kinds of ways but simply because the impulse to repeat himself over and over again, regardless of the result, is too great to control. Let us say that that kid in the room is God and that the erector set contains all the components of the human organism.

In most cases in this world, people experience particular drives and possess particular objectives when they are young. These drives and objectives are fluid. People continue to experience life and their Karma continues apace and... they settle. Some don't settle and they are forced. Some hold out against all odds and wind up in a place of seemingly perpetual inconsistency, while spiritual growth continues but is often not registered by the person it is happening to. It is very similar to what happens in the darkness of the night. A person grows in different ways but the changes are not felt for what they really are. When people settle, only trauma and critical change are left as motivators for spiritual growth. Spiritual growth like physical growth is attended by pain; Children get their teeth and it hurts. People make all manner of rash mistakes and the pain is... can be... should be, educative. People don't like pain. They like comfort, even though comfort comes with spiritual death or at the least, a suspension, a hiatus of spiritual growth.

When we refuse to submit to conditions that keep us from the beloved then we are going to be put through whatever events and conditions are necessary to accomplish it or convince us it is impossible. With nothing being impossible that presents a conundrum. When the beloved is the ineffable it is not some version of Romeo and Juliet or Heloise and Abelard. It is a cosmic verity that the ineffable is looking for us. If we are looking for the ineffable then no man or manifest condition can put it asunder.

I tell myself that this is what it is, why particular trials continue. Until we are made fit for the union then union cannot be accomplished. It's the rough bathing of a dedicated mother who is determined to wash the dirt of the material world from her child. That child will no doubt become dirty again. That is the nature of physical life. We either have to accept the conditions or we settle. Some of us are incapable of settling. It is something like having a dream that wasn't really a dream and one can't forget what happened in the event that wasn't a dream. They were walking in a desert, or the wild woods, or by the seashore. Everything seems familiar, like you have been there before but you can't remember when. You just know that you have. At some point in the dream you come upon a pool and you find yourself looking into that pool. It might be a pool constructed by conscious hands, or it might be a natural pool formed by changes in the Earth over some long period of time. For whatever the reason, you dip your hands into the pool and you cup the water and bring it to your mouth. You drink the water and it isn't until after you have left the pool and its environs that you realize this was no ordinary water. In every moment that passes, your thirst for more of this water intensifies until nothing is more important than to have more of that water but... you can't find your way back to that pool.

The memory of this pool haunts your thoughts. It haunts you as it teases you; sending suddenly clear pictures of the moment you were there and then fading like a will o the wisp, which the memory of it resembles in more ways than one. Of course, this is all intentionally manifested... much like my meeting with the man on the beach. Special pains were taken by him, or the hierarchy that generated him, to give him features that were not human; not ordinary human. His forehead was exaggerated. The compression of his features, as if there were invisible lines of force maintaining it... his body was sculpted as one might envision that of a god, caused by the character and essence of him, rather than pedestrian body building. He was immaculately clean yet he had dirty and broken fingernails. I can remember a great many features but they are for another time.

Of course, most of us know the esoteric meaning of a pool, whether it be what we remember from the tale of Narcissus, the teachings of the Buddha or the Mirror of Galadriel. There are numerous meanings and the pool in this posting is simply a part of an allegory. It need not be a pool.

I know that many of us struggle; some of us with the same constrictions and quirks of being or hard to understand karmic complexities. Some of us have unusual afflictions. All of us know the frustration and helplessness of our peculiar state. We are much alike regardless. We help each other and we help ourselves. Our situation is vastly improved if we reduce the time we spend thinking about ourselves. Everyone profits then; the people around us and ourselves, the people at a distance and the enemies we don't make out of all those others who only do think about themselves. Yes... there's an enigma concealed in there somewhere (grin).

I'm glad you were able to drop in today. We'll see you over at Smoking Mirrors at some point to come in a moment that will be the moment we are presently in and the only moment that will ever be real. It is the true and unshakable knowing of this that must be accepted as a certainty before we can ever understand what is really going on; do anything about it, or permit the ineffable to handle all of our affairs in perpetuity. It's an annuity that never stops giving.

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Sunday, August 20, 2017

Pedos and Necros and Zombies Oh My!!! ...and Total Eclipse Ironies.

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{this is an important posting and I hope that you will give serious attention to it. One portion will address a specific agenda and the other the pending eclipse. Of course, what I am saying and concluding is the result of personal observations and a powerful intuitional input but my sense of it is that I am very close to spot on in many regards and a lot of it is backed up by historical/astrological symmetries and traditions. What you make of it is up to you.}

Remember when all this sexual nonsense was peripheral? You could hear the Village People singing off in the background somewhere and those of alternative sexual persuasions were pressing for legislation to legitimize what every religion and stable social order used to prohibit or caution against? Mind! This is not my POV in the genesis. I am merely presenting what's been the general mindset on the planet according to the more long lasting traditions of iconic and archetypal infrastructure, which is fluid within particular parameters. For literal evidence of what happens when certain behaviors operate without constraint, I refer you to Rome and the despotic bacchanalia of the times; Babylon, the aptly named Sodom and... (drum roll) Gomorrah. For modern parallels, I direct your attention to Las Vegas, Tel Aviv and... sundry. Argue if you want to. Dispute it if you want to and keep in mind I could give page after page of reference.

Remember all the outrage about associating homosexuality with pedophilia and how one thing leads to another? Well, there's Ginsberg and Bukowski and the rest of the filthy leftist crew that insist Liberty is License. Then there is NAMBLA. What was supposed to be a recognition of differently aspected people; a general expression of tolerance and inclusiveness that celebrates our humanity toward one another led through permissiveness to this sort of thing and people in gimp (Pulp fiction reference) outfits waving erections and corporations financing it and politicians trampling one another to get to the microphone to defend it all. THEN came the tranny bathroom meme, which directly feeds out of the former and coming, I mean guaranteed coming, is a relentless and powerful push toward legitimizing Pedophilia, Bestiality, Necrophilia and some form of a Zombie Apocalypse. It's simple math! One and one is still two, so far as I know, regardless of debates about it in the halls of academe. It is not unlike the hockey stick math used for proving global warming.

You've seen the odd article about being more understanding of Pedophilia and you have to be brain dead not to see the connection between the ruling junta and Pizzagate. If that seemingly isolated construct isn't enough, I refer you to the huge body of reportage that deals with international pedophile rings around the world and which involves high ranking politicians, police officials, judges, entertainers; people like Jeffrey Epstein and his associations with the Clintons and all kinds of people. I refer you to reports about the Royal Family, London society, Portugal, France and the Dutroux affair. It goes on and on and on. It's there alright and it all has to do with the debasement of innocence per the orders of his Satanic Majesty and the reversal of Kundalini, individually and culturally. There is the external evidence of a condition and there is the originating force that brings about the external evidence and what the evidence tells you is only a part of the whole affair. Things progress and an astute consciousness can see the progression from points A to D and everything in between and beyond. If you can't see it, you are blind or have your eyes closed.

Alright... enough of that! Let us move on to the eclipse. There are two important features at work. Let us move to the first of these which is the amazing similarity to the eclipse just prior to the French Revolution and the one coming tomorrow (or today, depending on when you are reading this). Seven of the nine planets are in the exact same positions!!!

There are no accidents or coincidences in Nature. The impact of an eclipse is a bit more than what is presumed by the layman-woman or 'it variant'. The effects of an eclipse, spiritually and materially are more long lasting and are said to continue for several months or much longer. This first feature includes the reality of Trump being president, the emergence of Antifa and the alt-right. I think Bannon being fired is a blind and he is being freed to report on things he could not say in his position at the White House. Look at all the players and trends at work in the moment and give it some thought.

Let us move to the second feature. Tomorrow, all the Navajos in this state are skipping school and staying indoors. I will be too. A large part of the population is going to be outdoors starring at the eclipse through allegedly safe glasses, except for those using knockoffs that offer no protection at all. There will be blindness. There already is. Animals behave unpredictably during and after an eclipse. People and cultures can be dramatically affected, depending on the placement of the planets at the time. As is the case with the one in 1791, which is near identical to the one coming tomorrow.

There are many potential results to the effect of this coming eclipse. In some cases, the result is going to be negative, depending on the state of consciousness of those being affected. It all depends on your level of awareness and also the position you put yourself in regarding the eclipse. Some are going to be highly energized in a positive fashion by this event. Some are going to be driven to darker expressions of mindsets, burbling below the level of self conscious awareness. My birthday occurs on the 22nd so I am about one degree away from the event as far as my sun sign goes and less than 2 degrees away with my rising sign. I'm guessing I notice something. We will all have various levels of exposure, depending on how our particular makeup is arranged in respect of the timing of this affair.

I will be in my study/office with the blinds drawn through the whole procedure and will be reflecting on the shadow passing across the face of the sun, which is the source of all manifest life on this planet. I will be regarding that shadow of the moon, as a representative of my own personal darkness, that has stood between me and a total unity with the ineffable. I will observe it obscuring and then passing away, which I will look at as both a metaphorical and literal occurrence. I will simply be sitting there, or standing and with the whole of my heart and mind focused upon the archetypal meaning of what is taking place. I will not be outdoors in my comic sunglasses, or engaged in strange rituals (these will be happening), committing crimes (these will be happening), or any other folly or vain pursuit. I am going to be taking this seriously and I advise that you do the same.

Though I do not like to pretend I am a Native American and engage in cultural appropriation (I never thought I would ever even use that term-grin) of their lifestyle, or the aboriginals, or Hawaiians, or any other (so-called) primitive culture, I do pay attention to their traditions and how they look at life and how they behave. I study them because they are connected to an atavistic awareness of existence. Psychedelics have shown me the importance of paying attention to ancient traditions and teachings.

Nothing manifest is of greater importance than the sun, which is the physical representation of a spiritual sun that is the source of all life everywhere on every level it may exist on. Nothing in existence manifest or unmanifest, visible or invisible, is of more importance than the ineffable, though for reason obvious, obscure and ironic, most people do not get this. I do get this but I am still inconsistent in respect of it, which is subject to change. I and you are light in extension. We are literally frozen sunlight in our material being. The real purpose of manifest existence is to ignite and animate our solar bodies. The trends of the time are pressing human consciousness deeper into matter. That is the result of acquiescence to the force of Materialism. The more one is pressed into materialism, the greater the heat generated. This would be a kind of explanation for Hell. Give it some thought.

In any case, I leave it to the reader to explore the implications of the pending eclipse and how this may affect you and I ask you to consider all of it in a sane and sober fashion, once you have familiarized yourself with possibilities real and imagined and hopefully you then err (grin) on the side of caution and things go well for you ...because... there are so many directions one can go in and for myself, I am going to stick with the advice and behavior of those who are traditionally linked in a more direct way with 'Lady Nature' and the 'natural' evolution of 'natural things'.

May the ineffable guide and protect you in these times of transition.



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Sunday, August 13, 2017

When Doubt and Uncertainty Come, Step Outside and Say Hello to the Sun.

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Good morning... early morning. It's still dark out but after laying in bed for some hours it became clear there would be no sleep this night. It happens at least once a month. I don't mind. The ineffable has got his reasons for everything and I am starting to learn that at a level I have never possessed before. Sure I know the ineffable is real; far more so than anything else but, like most of us I've had this disconnect where even though I believe in the ineffable... no, more than that, even though I KNOW the ineffable is real, there's always been this sense of distance, even when I don't want there to be any sense of distance. Recently the sense of distance has been diminishing by increments. It is the most wonderful thing.

I don't know how the rest of you feel. I suppose all of us are different by degrees but I do know that most of you come here because you also Love the ineffable and would appreciate feeling closer, especially in these increasingly turbulent times. Look at what happened in Charlottesville Va. I don't know how involved the Deep State is in what took place, or whether the driver of that car is a zombie bot who got reconditioned at whatever they are calling MKUltra these days. We know that they are working to create chaos since they are Satanists and that is the main product produced by Satanists.

You might wonder why anyone would be involved in the perversion and destruction of the very system they live in. If you asked them they would probably have all kinds of answers but the truth is that they wouldn't know. They are 'under the influence'. Most of them do what they do because of the expectation of some kind of reward. Surely you have heard that line from Milton's, “Paradise Lost”; “better to reign in Hell than serve in Heaven.” People really believe this. When you are captivated by the idea of certain singular and unique rewards, you become blinded to the truth and it is ever so much worse for not knowing it to begin with. Factor in that you are bent in certain terrible ways and think nothing of doing evil for the sheer joy of it. They are not like us and this is something we need to understand.

The reality of the playing field of existence is that roles are programmed for the purpose of demonstration. People can change. There is the marvelous and mysterious power of Grace. There is epiphany. There is the immeasurable love of God. There is always the possibility of a fortunate encounter with a member of the brotherhood; prayer is VERY efficacious. Of course one must want to change and often when one is immersed in darkness and hopeful of some tidbit from the nether regions, there is little inclination for change. Some number have gone some distance down dark highways. None of this should apply to us. Angels serve without respite and are drawn to the light generated by positive aspiration.

Angels continuously circle the globe and a certain light is generated by souls in transition. They are attracted by this light and study the individual to see what help they can render. This is what angels do. They serve. Then there are the mysterious strangers who look like anyone and everyone and who move among us but we do not see them unless they want us to. They are around. I know this because I have met a few in my travels. It is immaterial whether anyone believes this or not. That I believe it is sufficient for me. However, the tales of such individuals are everywhere in occult history and in ancient texts, scripture and the like. The miracles and marvels of the great souled ones abound. In Paramahansa Yogananda's “Autobiography of a Yogi” there are a number of examples. You have heard the term, when the pupil is ready, the master is waiting.” This does not apply only to masters. There is help all around but we do not see it. Evil is quite visible. The higher virtues are often invisible but no less present. Then again, some of us carry them with us.

So... I am noticing that while the confusion and disorder continue to grow, there is a subtle quickening taking place within the hearts of all who are susceptible to the urging. We must listen intently to the stillness within. There is a presence and it is coming forth. The appointed time is coming. While the world scurries about in pursuit of mindless distractions, the Avatar of Love is rising in the hearts of those who have prepared a place for the habitation. Some of you can feel it and for some it will come if the inclination for it is there.

Don't let your hearts be troubled. Do not let discouragement enter in. In times of doubt and difficulty there is something that always fills my soul with joy and certitude. I walk outside and look toward the sun. The power of it is indisputable. The majesty of it is breathtaking and it is the source of all manifest life on this planet. This would be a cold dead orb without it. What has the darkness got that can match the power of the sun? With the rising of the sun, the darkness disappears. It is remembering things like this that helps me continue. Behind that physical sun is a spiritual sun and that is the place from which the Avatar of Love comes forth. That sun is so bright that it cannot be seen except with a special sight that is conferred upon those who have transformed the scorpion into an eagle.

It is the light of the sun that makes the moon visible. There is a powerful truth that is concealed in the understanding of this. It has everything to do with how we see and interpret everything. Go out and look at the sun. You can't for very long. That spiritual sun is actually resident in our hearts and actively resonant when the quickening comes. This entire world is an illusion and we see what we see because of what we have convinced ourselves of, or been convinced of. For those deceived, this world is a prison camp. For those who are not deceived, no prison can hold them. For the ones in whose hearts true love has bloomed, this world becomes an iridescent paradise. It is always Eden for the awakened soul.

Perhaps a certain comparison will be useful here. Do you remember the first time you fell in Love? Do you remember how suddenly the whole world was filled with magic? Do you remember how remarkable it was? We forget. We forget so much because life intrudes. It's an interesting irony about romantic love. Those so engaged set one another free for a measure of time. It's incredible what even that form of Love can accomplish. Then fear sets in because we are afraid that we will lose what we love, so we try to capture and contain it. We put limitations on it and trap one another and the magic departs. It turns into the opposite of what it was and disappointment is all that remains. Now imagine a higher love where the beloved is the ineffable itself. Imagine what that must be like and what kind of freedom and magic resides in that. This is something beyond the reach of words to communicate. This is there for every one of us who can recognize the origin of love. We have compartmentalized our world with labels that we have placed upon every object we have encountered. We have named things and put our ownership upon them by the interpretations we have given. The meaning of the word Adam is, 'namer of things.' Think about that.

This is what the man on the beach did to and for me. He kept saying, “I don't know.” I was asking questions and sometimes I would get an answer but more often I heard, “I don't know.” A very strange thing happened further on. I did not know that I was completely under his spell. A point came when I began saying, “I don't know.” I didn't realize that all the false information that I had accepted along the way was siphoned right out of me and I literally and fundamentally did not know. It feels impossible to explain how it was. I had been emptied out and with that came a freedom so wild and wonderful that it cannot be expressed in a medium like this. I did not know what had happened to me and it was months later, thousands of miles away when he reached out and activated my Kundalini. My whole world changed after that and nothing was the same ever again. It was later after a period of intense involvement in worlds beyond that I was thrown back into the fiery cauldron of the sensory world. What a price I paid. At times I despaired of ever being free again but it was all meant to happen because I could not have truly valued any of it until it was taken away from me. Everything has a price except for that which is priceless and the cost of that can be everything else. I don't wish the road I traveled upon anyone. At times the torment was unbelievable but later down the road, the ineffable came back for me and I will never forget those days in Italy and that moment when he said, “remember what Yogananda said about God and springtime and the winter? If you don't look for God in the springtime of your life, he won't be there in the winter. Well, it's not winter yet but... here I am.”

That coursed through me like an electric shock. I wept as I had never wept before. The gratitude was overwhelming. To hear that, said with the authority of the speaker was indescribable. Now... well, I don't know what to think. I know some experiences are coming and they are likely to be of a particular intensity. What I do know is that the ineffable is Love itself. How can I fear whatever awaits? How can I fear, when Love displaces Fear? So it is.

When doubt and uncertainty come around and... they will, go outside and greet the sun. Let the power of it tell you what you need to remember when doubt and uncertainty come around. How can they linger before the face of the sun? How can there be any shadows before the light of the spiritual sun which... when it rises, burns away all the darkness and blindness of the separated false self. Then the union is complete.

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