Monday, February 26, 2018

The Light and the Darkness at the Turning of the Age.

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Like the Kalifornia Quake, it's not a matter of if but of when. I do not wish to be an alarmist but I have to write about something (grin) and the pending quake on the Left Coast comes to my mind, unbidden, often. I used to have a dream where I was in Los Angeles. I was walking down the street when suddenly, I was filled with a sense of overwhelming dread. I noticed that everything had become quiet and still. No birds were singing. It was all silent. Nature was stilled. I could not possibly describe the way it all felt to me but suddenly I knew what was coming and I felt the Earth begin to move. I don't recall anything after that. That could be very good or very bad but... it was a dream, yes? This life is also a dream, yes?

Suffice to say I have two great hesitations about living in Kalifornia. One of them is the cultural morass, the PC swamp and the tidal wave of new laws day after day and the other is The Big One. I know people who live in Kalifornia. I have good friends there. I would like to see everything in the world work out and... of course, it will ...but not in the way that everyone hopes it will. That is the way it is, with the materialistic drive of self interest that is the hallmark of these times. The thing with self interest is that it GENERALLY goes contrary to someone elses self interest. That is the nature of self interest. It is a cannibal system that devours itself and eventually there is nothing left but the migrating mentally ill, ghouls, zombies and sundry. You can see it as a coming attraction in the films of the times. It is certainly there in the soundtracks, with the degradation of women... this is because of the coming emergence of the divine feminine in action and the inability to process her arrival accounts for the varieties of sexual... uh... 'diversity'? I am sure that is not the word I am reaching for but so be it. It accounts for it whatever it is.

Then there is the worship of bling and the like, with false light luminaries like Jay-Z, Kanye and Floyd Mayweather, the Kardashians and all the Satanic foot-soldiers, who are made and maintained by the Prince of Darkness, for the purpose of being social icons, after which the mindless can pattern themselves, as the Gates of Doom creak open for the harvesting. This is literally true! This is why these aforementioned have tens of millions of followers at the various social media locations. A few days ago, Kylie the Bimbo announced that Snap Chat was not the right fit for her and their stock dropped by tens of millions of dollars.

You are each aware, by varying degrees, of the living light that resides within and depending on your level of awareness, do you remember and celebrate this at intervals relative to your level of awareness. At the deepest level it's all math that creates, maintains and destroys everything. Love is the unique factor out of which all of the technical details come about. There are those who will argue that Reason is supreme. It has its place but LOVE is all in all and ever shall be.

Avatars do not come to the manifest plane to discourse on Reason. They discourse on Love and the higher and permanent archetypal qualities of Love. Philosophers come to discourse on Reason.

You are aware of the message that appears in the side mirrors of cars over recent decades; 'Caution, objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.” This is how it is with the times in which we find ourselves. A sudden perfect storm can alter conditions nearly unrecognizable ...and you may be sure there are groups of psychopaths working on this. Here is yet another product of Materialism; psychopaths.

Here is a rule of existence and physics; everything can potentially turn into its opposite; hot to cold, day to night... these are routine and definite conversions and there are many others. Then there are things like religions and governments; capitalism turns to fascism. Communism exists as a counterpoint to fascism and pretends to be anti-materialistic, anti-capitalism but it is just another phony construct where elites within the system have all the power and the swag and are merciless in the extreme. Everyone should read Solzhenitsyn and study the periods that followed the Russian Revolution. That tells you all you need to know about Communism.

Presently there is a multi-pronged attack that has been launched on Normal and every long enduring positive that had previously existed in the cultures of the present and past, certain traditions and shared morals, values and beliefs. They are all under the gun. In order to take a dictatorial control over a nation, it is necessary to first create a state of chaos, to break down the connectors and linchpins that held it all together. This is not to say there are not things that have been dramatically wrong with the world for some time. There seems to be a trend of unfairness that has been going on for generations. Once there were serfs in the field and slaves. They are still there. They call them different names now. The English hierarchy is near impenetrable to the lower classes, unless you are a big time entertainer or sports figure.

Around the world there is evidence of some few living very large and many at a starvation level. The truth about much of this is Karma. In any particular life, some are living large and some are desperate. The roles reverse the next time around. There are some who maintain a good state of affairs from life to life but these are the ones who are generous and who serve the lord of all things. Most of us would be stunned to learn of what really happens here. Regardless of what it looks like, it is fair across the board and just because someone is living it up at one time is no guarantee that they will not suffer commensurately the next time around. Unfortunately, few of us have the wide angle lens to see the bigger picture.

One could even say that what is happening now is precisely what is intended by the invisible hierarchy. We simply don't see all the ins and out and ends of the process. The trials and tensions, the catastrophes and triumphs of this period are all a stage setting for the possibilities within each of us and the measure of our fate in how we respond to them. As a Chinese fellow once said, “character is fate.”

“Objects in the mirror are closer than they appear.” just as with many events in the Event Horizon are not a matter of if but when. There is a particular caveat that doesn't get mentioned much and that is the collective heart and mind of humanity and it is out of this that terrible things come and do not come. Much hinges on this. We are all responsible for our part in the dramas that do and do not take place. The most important feature of our existence is if we grasp the moment in any moment and make the ruler of all things the centerpiece of our lives. It is the manifest destiny of everyone of us whether we do or do not do this. A certain amount of tape remains in each of our cassettes in this go round. Time creeps incrementally along. We look back and it went by so fast. What did we do with our time?

It is not a question of what state the world is in, or what threatens in the rear view mirror, or the windshield ahead. It is how we respond to the challenges placed before us and which are not there by accident. There are no accidents. It is what it is, even though appearances are a lie we live in a world of appearances like a video game, all of which are based on some permutation of life. Once again it is math but Love triumphs over math. If you surrender that portion of yourself that is responsible for all of your errors, you will be in the hands of the one who will expeditiously, by the shortest route possible, take you out of the range and reach of your errors, both previous and future, expunged in the love of the one whose entire time of passage here was for the forgiveness of sins. We cannot in our human minds comprehend the extent of what this means. It is beyond our capacities.

There are those who say that Christ was never here, that it was a myth created by this faction and that faction. I am not here to argue about the historical Jesus, about which the truth can only be known by the dispensation of Providence. What I can say is that across the last two thousand years there are scores of individuals who are historically noted as having been Christed, who have done amazing things. There are those who have inspired generations and who lay the credit for it upon The Christ. The face of the world has been transformed over these centuries by a single individual. There have been others of course who have had a large impact but certainly the impact of a Christ, proven or not proven to be here, has been epic. Epic!

There is nothing in the teachings of The Christ, what little remains of them, amidst the plethora of bewildering translations, that I can make objection to. One could do far worse than following the teachings of The Christ and I assure the reader that a careful reading of the teachings and travels and events of the life of The Christ, in these times, will likely reveal truths that previously went unremarked.

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Sunday, February 18, 2018

On Seas of Love Toward Islands of Light where Eternity Resides.

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Life appears to go on and on. Certain periods seem to stretch on forever, then it was but a moment and it is gone, like an echo fading. They say that no sound ever stops resounding. Of course, 'they' say a lot of things. 'They' are of the mind that if they simply keep repeating something over and over it will become true and... since perception is the ground central of 'shared reality', you wind up with a whole lot of people marching into the desert after an ignis fatuus, who hammer on their cellphones and record it on their cellphones and then, when they go to play it back, there is nothing there. There was never anything there and it is the origin of the hungry ghost.

Few things can match the bright expectation of youth inflamed with the passion for and the promise of things yet to come. Age sneaks up on you. No one ever seems to mention how that happens and what it means when it does happen. In this shifting dysfunction of the ever renewing Pepsi Generation, it's a rite of passage bonding, to ridicule the aging, never realizing that you will be there sooner than you think and the Pepsi will have gone flat and all the eager beaver volley ball goddesses will be looking down into their blouses and saying, “Look what mean old Mister Nature did.” The volley ball gods will have a volley ball secreted beneath their 'I'm with stupid t-shirt' and get nailed by the security guard at the Sport's Authority register for trying to steal a volley ball. Right... Sports Authority is out of business.

I think how... for me, it could be ever so much worse. I could be crippled, given how I have abused myself as proxy for much earlier abuse. I could be on the public dole somewhere in Flathead, Nebraska. I could be in jail, or dead but... the jury is out as to whether that is worse or not. It's one thing to believe in God and have a certain of amount of conviction and certitude to that end and it is another thing entirely to have God proving that to you nearly every day. That's where the rubber really meets the road and that is why we write about these subjects here. It is wonderful beyond the reach of any medium of expression, how beautiful it is to have God proving his existence to you.

If you choose not to believe, or inquire or pursue, God is okay with that. God KNOWS that all roads lead to him and... talk about patience, God has more patience than you will ever have. The only way to have even a particle of awareness about the incomprehensible reach and breadth of God is to have God resident within to begin with.

When we are young we don't worry about much but some of us do. Some of us got plenty to worry about and some of us don't, for the moment. Life, however, seems to find each and every one of us at some point. Everything that happens, from what I have seen so far is a nudge from God in the direction of God, which is why, everything that happens in our lives, no matter how seemingly insignificant, is a special dealing of God with our souls and the one thing I notice most about people is how little attention most of them pay to the idea of God being intimately involved in every aspect of their lives.

I've been lucky in several regards. In most cases, people wouldn't find that much to be special about them. I have been able to experience the emptiness of life without God. Some are quite comfortable with that and consider God to be an annoyance, if not a non existent cartoon. However, I learned possibly the most important fact about 'my life'. My life has no meaning without God. I tend to believe that no one's life has any meaning without God but it is not my call to make that call. Consonantly, I was able to see that every aspect of my life has meaning with God in it, that every situation and experience that had the ineffable present was illuminated with joy and wonder. I measure everything against that these days. There is never enough God in my life and there will never be until there is no more me.

I long to be a stained glass window through which the light of heaven shines; to have no other purpose than to be an unobstructed medium through which that light can pass unhindered. The simple experience of that reaches far beyond any other pleasure or fulfillment that I have had or that I can imagine having with anything else. It's no longer a matter of debate for me.

I had a time of it, getting God to talk back to me with anything but a two by four. As you know, I put everything that happens as either coming from God or having God's permission to come. That can tend to create an ambivalent atmosphere and relationship with the ineffable. That took some getting over too because of all the difficult experiences, the constant litany of failures and shortcomings that won't go away, whatever you do, but finally... God came calling and with every passing day, is more present than the day before but there was a series of long agonizing stretches, all to make the point that I had no permanent business here and whatever business I thought I had here, that wasn't my business either. It can take us a long time to get certain things straight, most of us never do.

Once you get it. Once you understand that your life is not in your hands, it makes it all so much easier. All you have to do is show up. You don't have to make God laugh by making plans. All you have to do is understand the magic of the mirror and reflect the light that animates every living thing. Every living thing has the potential for good and evil within it and every one of us in every encounter has the option of reflecting the ineffable or invoking the diabolical. Life is a mirror and that is why the mind is a monkey. We're all in show business. To so many of us, life is redundantly mundane. Of course, when the essential beauty of existence is masked so that the profane can be legitimized, we become the victims of our own appetites. We wind up eating ourselves alive. None of this is necessary but in times of material darkness it is the status quo. It's not too long into the process that the abnormal is normalized and conditions proceed by increments into ever deeper perversity. That is the inherent nature of Satanism, to reverse the natural order, to subvert harmony with conflict and to make disorder the order of the day.

Usually, when one becomes possessed, it isn't something that is noticed by the one experiencing it. You can't be possessed without surrendering yourself to the experience. By the time this takes place, one has already embraced all manner of wrong thinking and elevated it to the supreme position where judgment might once have been present.

One of the most difficult states of awareness to arrive at is the knowledge that you are not required to meet the standards of the world for validation. As much as we might try to convince ourselves that we are above such nonsense, very few of us are. Many assimilated states of being are operating out of the subconscious, simply bypassing the conscious mind. It is how we wind up doing things that we might have never intended to engage in.

I am writing these words but I do not know what I am going to say next. I see it all later on. This is an example of another way that the subconscious can act through us, without regard for the conscious mind but where the result is not an offense against our basic nature; god willing. Inspiration is not something generated by the intellect.

It is so very simple and it can be said in various ways but it comes down to emptying the mind and standing guard at the gateway of the mind. It comes down to Love as the currency in experience, in every encounter and despite the differences in each. It is achieved by practicing the presence of the divine who is the author of Love. Love is the primary and direct expression of the ineffable and in whose image we are made. Would it not then serve that we are of the same construction as our author? We are that smaller mirror image should that be what we choose to reflect and since that is the essential nature behind every form and behind all relative reactions and expressions, then it should go without saying that if we are conduits of Love that love will touch the love in all other beings. Love is the universal solvent that reduces everything to itself. Every other effort in which we engage is only a lesson to be learned concerning the unimportance of it.

God is real and if we know and believe this then we are real as well. We are no longer just a playing card riffling through time, on our way from one temporary expression to another, on an endlessly turning wheel. This is not satisfactory for me. I take no pleasure in it.

Let Love be both your objective and your guide. The love you share and declare will touch and transmute everything it encounters. You will have left a trail of love in the pursuit of love and Love, finding you to be a trustworthy companion, will open the reservoir into its measureless expanse and you will sail on seas of love toward islands of light where eternity resides.

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