Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Musing on Invictus, while Trapped and Riding in Slot Cars on the Freeway of Karma.

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Thoughts of gratitude swirl about my head and course like surging tributaries; like cloverleaf expressways, in and out of my heart. The ineffable is always sending me evidence of the need to be grateful. Yesterday I was in a location for no reason I could think of, except that I was vaguely thinking about the concept of barter and what people were looking to trade in these times. The answer to that was, practically everything. There was even the picture of a woman around 30-35, who was attired in skimpy shorts, with one leg thrown over the other. She was musing whether anyone might like a massage in exchange for car mechanic service. The impression one gets is that a great deal more than massage was on offer.

The divine really brought me there to see this. It's not often that I am sent spontaneously into prayer but I was with this. The poignancy and desperation were like Scylla and Charybdis around my heart. I've noted for some time that when I pray for others there is a very good likelihood of success and when I pray for myself, heh heh... Reading what the man had written brought to mind all of the thousands and tens of thousands and actually millions and tens of millions, who are suffering across the gamut of badly to extremely. In parts of the world there are people literally starving to death, as well as enduring abuses that I am not going to itemize here. They are likely greater than you imagine and they are happening every day. At the same time, cynical psychopaths are industriously at work making a living from jerking at your heartstrings about these offenses and natural catastrophes and any and all of the many, many cycling routines of suffering that surround the world like invisible belts of toxic vibration.

As people starve around the world, those responsible in part for this, eat their fill in expensive restaurants and indulge in perverse bacchanals. They live in riotous excess, indifferent to the pain of others, indifferent to the part they play. In many cases they are glad of the opportunities. They 'literally' do evil for the joy of it. This may be hard for some of us to understand but it is so. George Soros is a prime example of this. Many of today's world leaders and religious leaders, celebrities and the like are psychopaths. They weren't permitted to get where they are otherwise. Here is an interesting tidbit, just in time for my commentary, lest any suspect there isn't a good amount of truth in what I have had to say about the rap industry. I've long been convinced about certain trends. There is no doubt in my mind about them. I'm aware of who brought them about and who promotes and maintains them. Unfortunately most of the world is unaware of these considerations or simply don't care or... worse, appreciate them. Should anyone still doubt the intention of this phenomena here is a classic example that is being celebrated by TMZ and other entities, whose primary residence is in the place where the sun doesn't shine.

I know it's probably really offensive to some of you but it can well serve a certain purpose, as far as illustrating what they are up to. Could it be more clear?

There should be no question where 'they' are trying to take us. It is truly unfortunate that so many are being led down the garden path into perdition and this brings us to that other consideration of why all of this is taking place, because of those “responsible in part for this” and also because of Karma. Yes, there are some very deluded and 'possessed' individuals, working separately and in cabals toward the ruin of the world, as we think we know it. However, they and those they victimize are all trapped and riding in slot cars on the freeway of Karma. No matter how smart and powerful some appear to be and no matter how incredibly stupid so many of us appear to be, all of it is the outworking of Karma. How can one escape this relentless force? Does anyone imagine they can do it on their own? That is like the poem, Invictus;

“Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find me, unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.”

I assure you this is not true. One could say, 'yes, you are the master of your fate, you are the captain of your soul', if the end result is that you fail miserably. One could then, objectively point to your responsibility for where you ended up, by having embraced the mistaken belief that you are greater by the force of your will than the conditions you come up against. You are not. This brings me to that feature of redundancy that is one of the hallmarks of my writing here; the need to repeat certain statements again and again. One of them is, “For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast.”

People have certainly heard of Jesus Christ and there are many who have read and studied his words and his life. For some reason, even when they have invested years into it and in some cases have only gone through the trouble so that they can posture as one who understands and is informed enough to instruct others, they do not seem to grasp certain essential truths. Jesus Christ subjected himself to death, even though he was greater than death and could even raise the dead, which on occasion he did and even greater than that, saved many from spiritual death as the fruit of his sacrifice. It was critically important that he experienced physical death in order to then triumph over it, so that we would have evidence of the power to do this. He clearly said, “Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto my Father.”

Many who come here know that all of what was said, was said in another language and was said a very long time ago. The words of the master have passed through many translations, often to the profit of those doing the translating. Somehow, by mysterious means, the essence of what was said has remained, at least in part. It is my contention that the words of the master are written in a certain location in the human heart and they can be awakened into the consciousness by the touch of a realized soul. In this regard I speak from experience. In my case some small portion was revealed to me. I remain vastly ignorant in many ways. Let there be no confusion about that. However, I will say that I KNOW God is real and... that being true, it only remains for one to search. One does not have to seek over the wide world. One does not have to play musical chairs with New Age dilettantes and all those robed and cowled merchants of word magic. One has only to look within and most especially stand guard at the gateway of the mind and speak and act as if it were the ineffable doing so within you. If one is dedicated in this fashion, success will come.

I know there are those who denigrate Madam Blavatsky and many others. In the minds of conspiracy addicts, everyone was a member of some dark order intent on enslaving the human race but... she once said, “There is a road, steep and thorny, beset with perils of every kind, but yet a road, and it leads to the very heart of the Universe: I can tell you how to find those who will show you the secret gateway that opens inward only, and closes fast behind the neophyte for evermore. There is no danger that dauntless courage cannot conquer; there is no trial that spotless purity cannot pass through; there is no difficulty that strong intellect cannot surmount. For those who win onwards there is reward past all telling—the power to bless and save humanity; for those who fail, there are other lives in which success may come.”

I am aware of the magazine, “Lucifer” and some amount of information concerning Annie Besant, Alice Bailey and many another. I am also aware that the devil is the way the wicked see God and that there is ONLY one force, whose nature of expression is defined by the intentions of the one exercising it. To be alive in this world one is most certainly flawed in some way. There are exceptions but they are rare indeed and may be in the world but assuredly not of it. I am not concerned with Madame Blavatsky beyond presenting what she said in that brief statement, which I believe to be true. Our concern should not be about the lives of others, who lived in a time we have no direct memory of, though we may well have been there. Our concern should not be composed of opinions about the lives of others who we know little of and what we do know is only something someone may have said about them and where widely diverse opinions may be held concerning them. None of this is my affair and should not be yours either. Seek with as much intensity as you can muster, within, where the master of all things is resident and pound at the door until someone answers.

Our time here is precious. There seems to be so much of it, until it is gone. Fortunes rise and fall in this world and suffering seems to be the only constant, interspersed with moments of brief pleasure. Find that everlasting fountain of joy within. Do not concern yourself with anything else. All of it will disappoint you at the end of the affair. I promise you that the ineffable is real. Seek with all your heart and mind. “Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you.”

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Thursday, September 21, 2017

Why I Call God, The Ineffable ...and other Considerations.

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Hurricane Maria has now knocked out all of the power in Puerto Rico. They say it is not coming to America. Of course, there are things coming to America. Possibly the gravest danger America faces is already in America. Let's change 'possibly' to 'very likely'. Of course. These are the times that have always been spoken about. September 23rd is coming on Saturday. I don't know if that means anything. The general trend of Fundie prophets has been in the direction of nothing whatsoever so... yes, they are batting about as well as the New Age prophets. The Harmonica Virgins are still virgins. Y2K has resulted only in LBGTQiA. They keep adding initials. I expect P to be added soon, as well as N for Necros. B of course will be added too for the real pet lovers. 2012 was a big bust. I'm probably leaving some out. I'm not up on everything but... everything isn't up on me either and that brings me to today's essay which would be an extrapolation of sorts of the last posting, if we bypass the prediction aspect of the word. I'm not going to be predicting, just stating.

Why do I use the word, 'ineffable'? Hmmm. I believe I have very sound reasons and I think once you hear what they are, you are going to agree with me. The wisest minds that have ever been, all believe in a supreme being. I do not include the merely intelligent among the wise. You can be very smart and still a complete fool, which is how I view them; how I view those who insist there is no supreme being. The problem with most very smart people is that they use the history and behavior of organized religions as proof that there is no supreme being. What has organized religion got to do with God? Organized religion seeks to define God. That is impossible. God is incomprehensible and indefinable. Here is the definition of ineffable; “indescribable, inexpressible, beyond words, beyond description, begging description;” Does it not seem that I am using the most accurate of terms to reference God? It does to me.

I do not use the term 'father' because the ineffable is also mother and child lover and friend. I do not use 'indwelling' because the ineffable is what everything is composed of as well as being within everything and everyone, after one fashion or another as well as being uniquely apart and dwelling in a cloud of unknowing. Now... I don't actually know any of this but I use reason and logic... as well as experience to come to the ever refining conclusions that I have come to. I do use the term indwelling, it is not meant in an absolute manner, even if that is the end result, given that when the truth takes off its clothes the world disappears.

I sincerely mean no harm to anyone who believes other that do I, nor do I believe I am wiser or more well informed than anyone else, because I have had it proven to me that I am not. For whatever the reason is, I come into conflict with others where it is never my intention to. I have discovered that some people get very angry with me and sometimes hate me because I cannot be coerced into being what they want me to be, nor has anyone, so far, been able to force me into agreeing with them. It doesn't take force to get me to agree with them. One can easily achieve this by being sane and reasonable. When I say 'sane', I mean really sane, not what passes for sane these days.

I've been giving serious thought to how I handle things. On the one hand I want everyone who comes here to be aware of what goes on because of the state of resonance that takes place here; for whatever the reason that may be. At the same time when I share these things it can upset people and... in one case I didn't have to, because what got said was brought to my attention by a reader, since I don't go to Facebook very often at all, just to post and possibly check in, which likely will happen if someone contacts me. So... try as I might I can't avoid conflict, especially since there are a great deal more atheists these days than there ever was. Of course, there are a great many more people than there ever was before but... it is the nature of Materialism to sweep up the attention and devotion of as many as possible whose attention and devotion is upon Materialism and deposit them in the coffers of Mammon. Human souls are, after all, a form of currency, ergo- coffers. Mammon is one of Satan's lieutenants.

Atheists, be they conscious and committed atheists, or simply atheists by default, are still atheists.

Here's a tricky conundrum. What defines an atheist? You would think that it would simply be one who does not believe in God but... Buddhists and Hindus are also considered atheists by Christians and Muslims. The later call them infidels, which is probably a kind of atheist, except in some cases and locations, infidels would be an endangered species, whereas atheists are corporation heads. It's important to remember that many religious types, lip service and face time individuals, are also atheists. They don't really believe in the ineffable, it's just good politics in many places.

This is why at the conclusion of all of my radio broadcasts I honor as many spiritual founders of enduring traditions as I can remember because I don't consider them atheists. I also do not seek to define God, which is why I call God, the ineffable. Calling him the indefinable, or the unknowable doesn't have the same ring to it.

Here's a thing about transforming times and certainly the times we are in qualify as transforming. They are uncertain times. They can be dangerous times, especially if you are not paying attention and most especially if you do not have an informed guide. You can't be an atheist and have an informed guide. If you are an atheist then the course you are on is irrevocably set to lead you to an awareness of the ineffable. It may come at the end of a wasted life, or at the beginning of a new one. It may come some further distance down the line but... come it will.

I don't want to be in conflict with anyone and I don't want to be on the outs with anyone but if I let people bully me into doing things I don't want to do or coerce me into accepting points of view that I don't share, I'll be a poor imitation of them. It's not going to happen and if that results in conflict well, so be it. I don't live by anyone else's standards. I am engaged in developing my standards according to the manner and means by which the ineffable dictates that I shall.

It would be nice if we could move through life without conflict but those accomplishing it are probably not involved in it. Jesus Christ had conflicts and I'm not Jesus Christ, not even close, though the ineffable could turn me into a nine year old Hindu boy (apologies to Tom Waits), if he wanted to, on the spot. We can't control the appearance of conflicts but we can control whether our behavior pleases the ineffable or not. This is a world of conflict and we will not resolve them until we resolve our own internal conflicts and only the ineffable can do that, which leads me back to something or other about atheists but I forget what it was now.

It seems to me, from what I have been able to observe in my life that I am going to run into conflicts with people so, let me apologize ahead of time for that. I'm going to run into conflicts about more subjects than I can list. I'll do my best to be agreeable and when I'm wrong as it may become apparent to me I will admit it. On some matters this will prove impossible because the truth of it may not be apparent. In some cases there is more than one truth, certainly in a relative sense.

Certain world changing events are going to take place in the near future. They will affect all of us. They will certainly affect the world we live in. For those of us in whose lives the ineffable has gained a foothold, there is a chance we will not tremble. We should only tremble before and because of the ineffable and that is the goal. At least it is my goal.

I'll be as honest as I can be and maybe it will help someone who reads these words. I am not a very good devotee. I wish I was. I wish with all my heart that I was better at serving the ineffable than I am. Sometimes it seems that I do more harm than good, then again, I don't think much of myself anyway. That is actually a good thing, given the alternatives which I have seen examples of more often than I wish. As it so happens, when we go through life we make errors in judgment and the past can dog us. We need to remember that the ineffable is not just a bigger expression of us. The ineffable is infinitely more forgiving and we need to accept that and we need to accept that the ineffable is just that; ineffable, incomprehensible, unknowable but we can know the ineffable to the extent that it is possible. We can know the ineffable through Love. The more we express love, the more love we possess and the more love we express, the more refined our love becomes and the more refined our love... the closer we come to the ineffable.

As I said, I'm not a very good devotee but I am determined. I do not give up and that has to count for something. In fact, I know it counts for something. If you do not give up, you cannot fail, eventually the ineffable will have mercy on you and you will find that all those qualities that you lacked have miraculously been conferred upon you. Our shortcomings are there for a reason and the purpose of demonstration does not mean only for others. It means for us as well. If I can get where I am with all the flaws I have then all of you have a really good shot at doing a whole lot better. It takes less than you think if you never stop doing it.

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Saturday, September 16, 2017

Do Not let The World Distract you from the Possibility of your Eternal Peace Within.

A short interlude in a place where there is nothing to interlude into so... let's call it a prelude instead. If I were doing this on the QT maybe it would be a Quaalude.

First... and absolutely irrelevant to anything else that happens, here is an opportunity to see an example of my checkered acting career; not the real life one, which is still ongoing. This was my breakout role in an indie abortion that, strangely enough, never went anywhere. Now... on to the matter at hand.

We've had a bit of a dust up around here recently and that calls for me to be as honest as possible and if I hurt your feelings; not altogether impossible in the snowflake environment of these times, I apologize but... without me being completely honest there will be something missing. This dust up involves the usual suspects, who are consistently the only suspects, in this ongoing saga that could have been written by James Michener, if Michener actually wrote any of the books attributed to him. What I am saying is that all of the parties bear equal responsibility for what has been taking place.

I've received communications from different people. One of them is an Ivy League professor, who mostly lurks in these environs but goes by the initial, R. He made some very good points, none of which I am going to repeat here, since my whole point all along has been to not take sides. As some might remember I got sucked in at one point because I wasn't paying attention to not taking sides. Now I am paying a lot more attention (grin).

Here's the deal, if someone makes statements and they 'give the impression' of being inflammatory, certain types who... may occasionally be a tad pedantic... here I am speaking specifically of those writing me and not of commentators who have only appeared here and not emailed me and who have prestigious positions at colleges, where pedantry has been raised to an art form (he's going to kill me for this) and have taken exception to broad and blanket statements that- in his (and others opinion) go contrary to the tenets of logic and reason have taken it upon themselve(s) to object to commentary 'seemingly' blurring the ordinary boundaries of logic and reason.

I could say that all of this is no more than elements of personal style that reflect viewpoints where FACTS are less important than opinion and this upsets those who take seriously the positions of people like William Strunk JR in his book, “The Elements of Style”. That was actually used as an example and why I also used the term 'pedantry'. Objections have also been raised by a former District Attorney and someone who refers to himself as a 'borderline savant'. I think that is a few steps up from an idiot savant.

The thing is, this location has less contention and virulent ping ponging micro aggressions (I've been waiting to use the term micro aggression which is a flavor of the times for social justice warrior nouveau communists). This is a mostly serene space and so, when tensions rise, they are rare enough for me not to concern mysself with it. At recess, the playground can be a war zone, now and again and we'll all just have to live with it. I just took a whole lot of space to say something that could have been said in much less space but at least I am entertained and that will probably prove small comfort to those who feel I expended more criticism on them than on the chief protagonist in the mix but... they are old friends and will get over it and are probably laughing while they read this anyway (I hope).

I can't say, “Let's play nice”. That would defeat the purpose of this environment, which is supposedly about the pursuit of spiritual truth. As you most likely know, that's a hit and miss process. I cannot insist that people attach a certain amount of legitimate factual or scriptural basis for their polemics. Some people just like to free-form and make it up as they go along and some object to that. I figure most of the people who come here have their own takes on all of it and they fall into two different camps; those who think what appears to them to be preposterous statements, unsupported by established doctrine, is off the wall and those who think people should be allowed to say whatever they want to as long as it doesn't degenerate into ad hominem exchanges; usually it doesn't.

Somehow we find our way and hopefully we are the better for it. My position these days is the same as it has always been, I don't know. Certain expressions do seem hinky to me but it's no worse than what I observe being stated every day by the false news brigade, who are actually paid to be professional whores. At least most everyone here means well, (and is better informed) which is more than I can say about the streetwalker journalists like Greg Palast, Alex Jones and the usual Nimrods and Nabobs of the press.

Let's all just remember that God is real and sooner or later we are going to be finer people for recognizing this and seeking to live accordingly. The day will come when all of us will look back on things we said and cringe... Gob bless you one and all... may you prosper and let's hope this Carbon60 is all they are saying it is. Some of us are about to find out.

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I've been viewing more network TV of late because of the pennant race and the start of the NFL season and so I have inadvertently seen more commercials when I am not fast enough to silence them and I have noticed a large amount of black women and white men and white women and black men, portrayed as couples. There have been so many examples that it is, without a doubt, engineered. A couple of weeks ago, I saw three films in a row that had this going on. There is a definite effort on the part of corporations to do this and the gender fluid thing is in high gear as well and corporate promoted.

I don't care what color your significant other is. I do care when your choices are forced upon you.

We've got this tasty item from the cabal of men who hate women and design their clothes and then we have this from those who feel education should be indoctrination. I don't know what to think of Trump, who gravitates from buffoon to puppet, back and forth like a weather vane trying to figure out which way the wind blows (pun intended). What I will say is that powerful groups of individuals from Christian fellowships to conservative interests are leaning on Trump and he is doing what he is told and standing broadside against those who want 'the other 1%' to exercise tyranny against the majority. He's using all legal means and I'm for that as a hindrance to the emergent Sodom and Gomorrah that's looking to steamroll over us all. The same applies to the migrant activity looking to tear the house down in Europe. This is all Soros and ilk funded and those bending the corporations to their will are operatives with the same paymasters and armtwisters. The push-back is in earnest.

There is a really ugly E-Trade commercial where the text says, “the dumbest guy in high school just got a boat.” The boat is worth millions of dollars and the guy on the boat behaves like the worst tribe member you have ever seen, then he jumps off the back of the boat into the turbulence of the engine rotors. It is very strange commercial that says more than you would expect if you still have your objective capacity at observation.

It's funny in an ironic and befuddling way, what is going on behind the scenes and then scarring across the cultural landscape, like runaway acne in all its hideous perversity and most people don't even seem to mind, or notice or somehow they have become convinced that this is all for their own good. It's not and in every culture where this has come to predominate, that culture was soon no more. This is historical fact.

I'm not opposed to people being different or having different attractions. I am well aware of the emergent feminine power, manifesting in the contemporary human psyche. I am also well aware that few people are able to handle it on its higher arc, where it translates into compassion, intuition and other wonderful qualities of the divine feminine that provide us with a much deeper connection to life and to one another. Some reflexively transform it into pedestrian buttfucking and depraving the male polarity into submissive oral worship of the phallic archetype (excuse my French if you can). This is 'cosmically' unacceptable and Lady Nature will provide the stage setting for the resolution of the same. Lady Nature has more than one side and if you have spent any time in the pristine wilderness, you will note the more savage aspects and I will remind you that she is unflinching about breaking her laws.

Why this is so is less important ...than THAT IT IS SO, in the same way that one does not need to understand the intricacies of the law of gravity to be restrained from testing them by jumping off of a roof. I have 'learned' to pay attention. As an uncle of mine was once fond of saying, “those who cannot hear must feel.” I pushed the boundaries of what is acceptable and I was informed of the error of my ways. I don't like pain but it appears that I had a greater tolerance for awhile. I was bullheaded about certain limitations and it was a good thing that I pressed against them but a bad thing when I convinced myself that I was right all the time and I was not. Life had humbled me where I was incapable of doing it for myself. The ineffable broke my hip and my jaw, took away my relationship and much of what I had accumulated in that time but that's all okay and I got the point. I wasn't aging gracefully... easing back on my wild antics and embracing a more sober and sensitive awareness. I do now.

If you refuse to learn, you will be instructed to the extent necessary for you to learn. There are no exceptions except where grace and the fortune of karma permit of an easier trending of experience. As T.S. Eliot said, in one of the greatest poems ever written; “No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be; Am an attendant lord, one that will do, To swell a progress, start a scene or two, Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool, Deferential, glad to be of use, Politic, cautious, and meticulous; Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse; At times, indeed, almost ridiculous – Almost, at times, the Fool.” I think that might well have summed me up at some point. In my favor I will say that I am consciousness fluid. I continue to change and evolve. I do not settle like sediment at the bottom of a glass. It may be hard to see sometimes but all you have to do is close your eyes. I hope that makes a certain kind of sense. As the lyrics from one of my tunes (gratuitous mention of self alert) states. “Spread your wings, close your eyes. Let your love flow... come inside.”

If there were something else as relevant as the ineffable then that would be the topic of discussion here but... in all this world and any other world, in the Sirius Cluster and the Arcturian system there is not. Only the ineffable has any real meaning and I do not believe I shall EVER discover another entity, subject or consideration of any kind that comes remotely close to the ineffable. I do not love the ineffable 'with all my heart, and with all my soul, and with all my strength, and with all my mind,' but I am working on it. I WILL NOT relent. Ten thousands times and more I will fail but I will not relent. The ineffable is everything to me and should be to you as well. I do not know how to put into words the importance of this. I long for the means by which to make this real to everyone who reads these words but I do not have the means by which to make it as real as I want to and I surely want to. Please... if I have ever made a positive impression on you that would permit you to believe that what I say is no more than a particle of what I believe to be true and have you realize how incredibly important it is... TAKE ME AT MY WORD. Seek the ineffable with all the means at your disposal. There is NOTHING that is as important as this.

It might help to dismiss all the previous impressions that you have about the ineffable. That is everyone's major stumbling block to a real comprehension (inasmuch as it is possible) of the ineffable and your place in the scheme of creation. We have fabricated an impression of what the ineffable is and the ineffable is beyond comprehension and always will be. It is far better to submit oneself to unknowing and to be confirmed by faith alone because 'according to thy faith be it unto you' This is of critical importance and remember, "For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast."

There is seriously important truth in The Bible. I have not read it in awhile but a large portion of it is imprinted on my mind. I do not know why this is true but it is. In these times of material darkness, no other power but love alone will grant us salvation. It is dangerous fantasy to believe that you can manage on your own. Love and love alone, friends..., love and love alone. Let that love flower in your heart and the ineffable will raise it by magnitudes upon magnitudes. The Lord is exponential and beyond any form of human measurement. Trust in the ineffable to guide you and “love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind”; not forgetting the second important point that follows that statement... “love your neighbor as yourself” remembering that it is equally important to love yourself first. The ineffable will teach you this. I know this because he has taught me and I am among the meanest of his subjects. “May you find that long awaited golden day, today.”

Truth join the insistence

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Sunday, September 10, 2017

How do I Love You? Oh Let me Count the Ways...

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

The world has done so much to intrude upon our lives and more specifically upon our minds. The proper response from most of us was not forthcoming. We just accepted it all as conditions we had to live with, so we shrugged and went our way as the darkness gathered around us and within us. I will refer to a Bible passage that is meaningful to me; “Submit yourselves therefore to God. Resist the devil, and he will flee from you.” I counsel all who come here with similar concerns as we have to pay close attention to those words. Let me rephrase them slightly (grin)... Surrender your fate to the ineffable and put all your trust in the ineffable and hold fast to what you know is true and that which seeks to divide you against yourself will depart from you.

The shadow of previous weakness would not trouble us if it had not once had a foothold. It looks for that point of weakness; some crack in the facade of our badly assembled self, where it can gain access and seek to increase its influence. I know it well. I have been caught in the mix and tumbled like clothes in a washing machine. Only by the grace of the ineffable am I able to sit here today and write these words. I literally cannot remember how many times I have been hammered on. It seems that I should have been broken and lost. It is inconceivable that I could have gotten through it but I did. It was not possible for me to survive what I experienced but the ineffable was there.

His invisible hand worked in impossible circumstances and made what should not have come to pass, come to pass. At one point I was facing life in prison, where no one had gone free before under similar circumstances and the ineffable did such wonders that it still leaves me incredulous; no one since has experienced this either, in that location. It had the highest conviction rate in the nation. It was a slam dunk and I had no visible means to counter any of it... yet... it happened and that was only one event. There were several of similar kind and some involved life and death circumstances and even worse than that. I saw it going on around me but the ineffable prevailed because the ineffable ALWAYS prevails. Put your fate in the hands of the ineffable and according to your faith it will be done unto you.

My faith was not great, or it did not seem so to me. I KNEW that God was real. This I knew but, I did not know that God loved me as it has been proven to be. I had been raised in such a way as to be convinced that I was a worthless piece of shit. I was told this over and over, even before I could walk. I have vivid memories of it. What I did not know was that this was all a measure of the kindness of the ineffable to break me down, to destroy the false self that was present in me so that when the kundalini force came for me, it swept away all of my false presumptions about everything. I was reduced to nothing. The amazing thing to me is that somehow the false self came back. It came back again and again and again. Every effort I have given in this fight has been to small avail but somehow the ineffable has been there all along.

I realize now that this war within has not been about only myself. For some reason I am a central clearing house where each false identity conferred on me was from some other location and I was meant to be the place where the dissolution took place. Nothing else made sense. So much that I was clueless about has become more clear with time. Sometimes what is meant for us is struggle. Sometimes our destiny is to come up against conditions and change them... even when we seem to be defeated in the effort. Defeat is not always the end result because often victory takes place within and what seemed unchanged becomes changed in the aftermath. Just as the shadow looks for cracks in us to gain a foothold, the light also seeks cracks in the shadow and defining blows can be struck and then like a recurring echo, the following intent resounds upon the shadow and dissolves it.

I remember telling Guru Bawa that I wanted to surrender and he said, “No! Not you. You fight and fight and fight and when you can fight no more, then you surrender.” What is a person supposed to think about that? So much becomes clear in hindsight. So much that seemed to be wrong or absent of all sense, gains meaning... once the hidden factors come in to sight. I've come to understand that we have only partial understanding of existence. It is expressed in the Biblical quote;

“For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.”

“Even as also I am known”. This tells me we are more than the sum of the parts we are aware of. This tells me also that we should not judge ourselves too harshly and that perhaps when we do it is somehow connected to our judgment of others. I have learned some part of that lesson of walking a mile in another man's moccasin. It may seem that I engage in judgment every day here but I prefer to call it making observations and knowing full well in my heart that except for fortune that could well be me. I've no quarrel with anyone by intention, it simply turns out to be the natural result of a grand design. It's a pity I cannot see more than a small part of it.

Last night I lay in my bed for what seemed like hours, saying, “I love you Lord” over and over and over. Surely it was hours and something would trap the mind and pull it aside, or images would seek to intrude the way that a commercial appears in a television show and I would see it happening and pull the mind back to the statement which needed to be said with freshness and authenticity each time. You cannot allow it to devolve into mindless redundancy. Then it would be better not to engage at all. So it went and all those obstacles and interruptions kept manifesting; maybe I should stop now. Surely I have done this long enough and... that ancient tedium that always presses from the periphery came into play. There is this creeping lassitude and the relentless undertow of the physical self with it's lust for the forgetfulness of dream intoxications and... after all you are in bed.

If one could not sleep then the mind could free range for greater lengths of time here and there, further and yon through an endless field of entertaining and distracting nothingness but... to be fixed and purpose filled is something that does not come easy and unless there is joy in the process you are just swimming in circles. It is pointless to be saying, “I love you Lord” if that is not the case to begin with. It is here that gratitude and affection flood my heart because, in truth, I do love the Lord, because his profound demonstrations of miraculous intervention in my life confirms and validates the eternal dynamic that exists between us when... at the same time, we are mysteriously one and this is the cardinal recognition that I must... and will accomplish.

So it is... I can say it over and over and feel my heart soar with the grateful effort given. I am so thankful that I am thankful! How wonderful it is to know that there is no experience greater than that of the sincere yearning of the hungry heart for the one who is shrouded yet still enthroned within. What bliss to be swept up in it and then... inexplicably, I fell asleep in the middle of it... heh heh.

Several times this morning I found myself saying it again. Is it possible that this will continue to grow and grow? Yes... it is. How can anything on this Earth compare with this? It cannot. The vain and fruitless pursuits of appetite that perpetually leaves one empty, seem to me to be one of the greatest tragedies. On it goes, consuming the life of the one driven to yet one more death, upon a seemingly endless carousel of births and deaths, chasing after meaningless accomplishments and pedestrian gain... all of it soon enough forgotten in the aftermath, or ringing across time as an example of what can happen when you lose track of what is important, or never even knew what it was in the first place.

Truly, I love you Lord and seek only to love you more. My gratitude cannot be measured when I consider how priceless it is to feel motivated in this way. How thankful I am that this is what inspires me. Nothing else matters at all, except for the opportunity of service born of the authentic desire to share it at every turn.

Does it matter how much I or anyone has suffered if this is the place we find ourselves in? Sans regret... sans bitterness... Sans any sense of failure when this remains the greatest accomplishment one can attain to in any life; to become intoxicated with the splendor, beauty and grandeur of God is the ultimate... divine madness, bring it on!

Surely there are many who will call me a fool Have at it. At some point I will have moved beyond the sound of your voice. Dear Lord, may I be guided in this manner and direction for all of my days, here and elsewhere that is here as well ...and may your grace and compassion touch every heart that beats on your command and is sustained by your ceaseless meditation and devotion to the promise and hope that extends beyond the reach of time for every heart and mind, whatever may be their present obsession in the temporary dreams of appetite.

End Transmission.......