Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Greetings my friends! Here is something I added to the last posting in which I excerpted a chapter from Swami Vivekananda's Complete Works;
“NETI NETI. In the end... at every point... what you believe to be true becomes true for you because you believed it. You poured life into it. You made it real. We are all God the Creator in a smaller way and we make the things we experience and which we endure. We make what pleases us and gives us pain. WHEN WE LEARN THIS, WE WILL BE FREE AND ALSO, CREATE ONLY WHAT SERVES AND HELPS OTHERS AND WHAT BRINGS JOY AND BLISS. TO OTHERS AND... TO OURSELVES.”
Sometimes a statement passes through me and gets my attention because I get that shiver sense that it is not something I said but something that got said to and thru me and which I passed on.
After having read Vivekananda's commentary in the chapter, “The Goal”... my mind started doing its usual digestive actions which, just like real digestion can... make me feel good or... upset my Solar Plexus, feedback on me, leave me in That Gestalt State of something added that is more than the sum of the parts and depending on what effect it had on me, on that depends whether I give it further attention. It suddenly leapt into my mind that the reason I cannot find out who The Man on the Beach was is that The Man on the Beach was myself at a further time. It was me, sent forth for me to encounter and to be activated and awakened. Many times since I met him, this thought has come to mind but I had always dismissed it before. Now it is coming back on me like a spicy Mexican or Italian (arrabbiata) dish that I ate too fast. This is something you have to look out for once the Gall Bladder has gone adios. You learn to chew your food carefully and attentively. You Fletcherize it. The same diligence should apply to mental and spiritual food.
What set this consideration singing in my mind was the result of my having written that passage in the first paragraph about how whatever we think into being becomes real for us. Then I thought about how this possible explanation is true anyway from the perspective of the disciple emulating the master and by degrees, becoming more and more like him, with the progression of time and experience. I remembered all the uncanny events I had read about at one time or another and the truth that God's power is limitless. Anything is possible. If you can think it. You can actualize it. This is what God does all the time. He thinks things into being. He has the idea on the plane of Atziluth, which is the archetypal world. Then the blueprint is manifest in Briah, the creative world. Then it goes to Yetzirah, the formative world; the world of action and materializing processes. Finally the finished item appears in Assiah, the material world. That is the means by which EVERYTHING that gets here, gets here.
So... as I am thinking about this possibility, which has come to mind many times before, but which I shrugged off and dismissed many times before, it starts to ping back and forth in my head, bringing many another memory and former rumination to mind and it becomes more and more something that could have well happened. I might have already attained to the whole enchilada and then... I washed out all of what I had realized, or rather, I compartmentalized it in a secret location, to be discovered later, and then I put myself through this whole misery excursion FOR THE PURPOSE OF DEMONSTRATION. I've read about this sort of circumstance taking place in Hindu, Sufi and Buddhist lore on a number of occasions. So... it HAS HAPPENED; might not be happening to me BUT... it HAS HAPPENED.
Now I know this is going to set all those self imprisoned dogs in the kennel howling like they haven't in a while because this is just the kind of red meat they look for when seeking to discredit me by any means necessary. There is this perpetual truth that exists in life and has existed since anything like us arrived and started doing all the things we do and THAT IS... there are those who have never put the time and effort into making spiritual experiences happen in their lives and so... they haven't happened and they get really pissed when someone comes around talking about what never happens to them. They are living in their own self created world, without God, because they have usurped the divine and frankly... they aren't very good at it. None of us are. Either you let the spirit of God sing through you or you are left with your own tone-deaf cacophonies.
Doesn't matter. I'm not saying this is what happened. I am saying, it sure explains a lot of things if it did happen, A LOT OF THINGS... if it is true. We ALL send ourselves into the future every day with the things we do and all that we yearn for and desire. We do this ANYWAY. We just don't do it very well because OFTEN what we aspire to is pedestrian and so... that is what we get. Not all of us, but a good many of us.
I've never been a scoffer or a bilious cynic like some amount of characters I encounter, in the process of what I do. For me, it is easy to believe that ANYTHING is possible. Now we come to the next stage of what happened after I started thinking about this; after I started thinking about it, for the first time in any serious way. Some of you know about The Inner Voice. Some of you hear from it just as do I. For some it is rare, for some occasional and for some it is frequent. It increases and intensifies depending on the work one puts into it. You have to make persistent and strenuous efforts and you have to deal with all the blocks and obstacles set in your way to provide evidence of whether you are sincere or not. The insincere drop out after it becomes apparent that it will only get harder, or looks that way to them. The sincere WILL NOT let ANY block or obstacle stop them. The blocks and obstacles are proof to them that what they are after is real. Now... that might not make sense to some of you but it does and did to me.
As I started a deeper consideration of whether or not I 'might' have sent myself into the future, the Inner Voice did a funny thing. Perhaps I should explain a few things about the Inner Voice here, also known as The Voice of the Intuition. It doesn't just speak in words. It speaks in feelings and images and also creates an atmosphere of hunches and sometimes a sense of premonition. What it did when I was thinking about this possibility was it started vibrating. This is what Resonance is and I got and still have a funny feeling about the whole thing.
I have to point out here that ALL OF THE SUBJECTS AND CONDITIONS I TALK ABOUT DID NOT ORIGINATE WITH ME. Prophets, Avatars, illumined entities, saints, sages, and mystics have all presented variations on the themes you hear from me. These are beings at a much higher stage of advancement than myself. THEY ARE WHERE I GOT THESE IDEAS FROM!!! Also... some of what I mention comes from my own experience and NOTHING VALIDATES something like PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. I search for these things. I yearn for and desire these states and conditions MORE than anything else in my life and HAVE DONE SO FOR THE MAJORITY OF MY TIME HERE. It makes sense that eventually, I would have corresponding experiences. Some will say, “Yeah? So what? You ain't them!” Really? In fact I am them. I am where they came from. Someone just like me was just like them at an earlier state of their presence here and no matter what stage one may be at, AS LONG AS ONE PERSISTS AND KEEPS THEIR ATTENTION ON THE GOAL, they WILL... THEY WILL get there.
Well... I kinda got sidetracked a little and went into my usual Rah Rah! Thing; cue Jimmy Cliff and you can get it if you really want ♫ you'll succeed at last!!! ♫
If you want to hear the whole soundtrack, here it is.
I don't know how many times I listened to that album but I know it by heart. Hah! I got sidetracked again!!! Anyway... the Inner Voice got all silent but VERY palpable. Now that is no proof of anything but this has happened before and it USUALLY means something. What is means, well... that has been one of the persistent and unexplained dramas of my life.
In the end... I don't really care what the 'misery loves company gang' think. I just wanted to find God and I DID find God. I really did and now I just want more. I am a greedy little pig when it comes to God. It's like being a junkie and I am that. I am a chronic and incurable junkie for the Love of God. One blast and you are hooked and not just in this life. You are hooked forever. I've told this story before but some of you, I'm sure, have not heard it. Once I was at a discourse by Guru Bawa and he was talking about him being a fisherman and how he sets the hook in the mouth of the true believers. He was going on about it and about how he reels them in at some point and all of a sudden I was made aware that I was leaning forward with my mouth open and his hook was in it! AND HE WAS LOOKING RIGHT AT ME AND SMILING! It was a startling experience. A few years later I got busted in Hawaii and Michael Green went to Bawa and told him about it. Bawa (so I am told) went silent and was seen thinking about it, as if he had looked into the future concerning me and then he said, “Oh... he will be alright. He has just chosen another path.” AND... what do you know? Against all odds, cause it had NEVER happened before and hasn't happened since in a courtroom in that state, I WAS ALRIGHT. Be a winner, go with God= Vaya con Dios!
Another time, Bawa looked at my hand. Michael Green was there and a few others, so there are witnesses and he said, “Oh yes! I have read your books, all of them and now you will write books of wisdom.” You can imagine the effect that had on me.
So... is it true? I don't know. It could be. In some way, of course it is true and I think you can figure out how that might be. It also doesn't matter, cause I am going to get there no matter what anyway. When, 'no matter what' is your game plan, when 'NO MATTER WHAT' is all there is and there are NO OTHER OPTIONS OR POSSIBILITIES, well... then it is a fait accompli. We've said it here, again and again, these few statements; “If you don't give up, you cannot fail” AND “You just have to want 'it' more than anything else”, oh... there are a few others and you've heard them many times. Why do I say them many times? BECAUSE THEY ARE TRUE and if you make them your game plan you cannot fail. Keep in mind that this is not a trip to the store. This is a trip to the Cornucopia Candy Store to End all Candy Stores. This is not like meeting Elvis, which in fact I did, several times. This is not like meeting The Pope or President Trump, which I have not done. This is about meeting GOD, so, you have to expect a degree of difficulty and some amount of waiting BUT... What did I say? “If you don't give up, you cannot fail” and what else? “You have to want it more than anything else and PAINS WILL BE TAKEN (all of them your own) to IMPRESS UPON YOU that not everyone need or should apply but EVERYONE who will not give up and wants it more than anything else...WILL GET IT.
End Transmission.......
Today's Song is;
The Man in the Moon came tumbling down and asked the way to Pocketnet. He went by the South and burned his mouth on a burning Satanic Architect. Pocketnet is just past the signpost up ahead.
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Still waiting form my nose hair coat and tail. Next trip, Akashic Libary, Tech Duinn, Elysian Fields, Asgard, Niflheim, and a vacuum far, far away so I can build a star system with planets that make Thomas Kinkade's paintings seem 'meh'.
Your future self visiting your past self. I posted this once before, but your experience seemed to have worked a lot better than that Twilight Zone episode called 'SPUR OF THE MOMENT', which I can't find for free or for sign up or other hoops to jump through any more.
That is one of the things I look forward to when I leave here and that is exploring the further and inner regions of the finer spheres. During the brief periods when I played a few video games, one of the things I did was take my spacecraft or flyer outside of the fields of action to see what was there.
"The sincere WILL NOT let ANY block or obstacle stop them. The blocks and obstacles are proof to them that what they are after is real." Very well said Visible. This statement of yours I know to be true from my own experiences.
I could give so many examples of this. Each block, each stumbling stone, every wall, every man made law, every fear are only there for you to overcome. So keep going!
I suspected the man on the beach was just you. Not sure I've ever encountered my future self, maybe, I just don't know. The world as it is now seems eriely familiar though.
Have fun and stay sharp.
Gods pencil.
Vis, a very personal and introspective column. Thanks!
Vis: "I might have already attained to the whole enchilada and then... I washed out all of what I had realized, or rather, I compartmentalized it in a secret location, to be discovered later, and then I put myself through this whole misery excursion FOR THE PURPOSE OF DEMONSTRATION."
My interpretation of this (because I have somewhat the same inclinations) is that one needs to have traveled all the necessary 'paths' to check-off all the required experience boxes in the Soul. One can travel 'uphill' to very enlightened states of being, but still have bypassed other, necessary experiences. In the enlightenment literature, they are met by some Being or Council and told/shown the uncompleted areas. Bah, humbug...
The problem comes when one has come far-enough 'uphill' to not allow those experiences to be successfully completed. In a movie example, try to be shot by The Matrix's Agent Smith after having 'transformed' past the Matrix's coding. Ain't gonna happen.
The time-honored (hah!) solution seems to be to 'block' the enlightened memories and go into a future lifetime degraded to a level that allows those bypassed experiences. Note that the enlightened stuff is not 'wiped', it is stored.
My sense of this 'process' is that we are kind of marooned Down Here until we have completed the bypassed experiences. Then, an 'unlocking' occurs. We are usually pretty dense at the time of an unlocking, so that enlightened state has to downshift into this lifetime's limited experiences. So, it can take-on odd forms and behaviors. And since it will modify or destroy the very basics of one's ego, the unlocking is resisted at all costs by that ego. However, when it is time, it is time...
The enlightened part has a quandary on its hands, so to speak. If it pushes too hard, you can get a schizophrenic breakdown or even a suicide. It must integrate carefully. The degraded part has a similar quandary. It knows that the enlightened part is its 'true state', and is drawn to it like a moth to a flame. All kinds of "storming the walls of heaven" behavior is tried, dangerous or not. However, if the goal is a functioning individual at the end, only so much of the enlightened memories can be allowed-through at a time. Metered-out, so to speak. To quote the old truism, "Time is what keeps everything from happening at once..."
Vis, it sounds to me like you have completed your bypassed experiences and have been 'unlocked'. Congratulations! (Any thoughts on this?)
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
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P.S. Not related, but I just ran across this and it is beautiful:
"The Tao Te Ching says:
The rigid person is a disciple of death;
The soft, supple, and delicate are the lovers of life."
Dear Visible One,
Either you let the spirit of God sing through you or you are left with your own tone-deaf cacophonies.
Your service in wordsmithing provides the space, the tools and the examples for us to recreate ourselves.
What the negative nannies hide from their souls is that, the literary creation is NOT about the personal you OR the literal content.
It is about creation, about the process of creating our reality, about how we can learn to do that better.
To learn there must be space and the will and some stuff to mess around with. Your tales and transmissions provide that, like kindergarten supplies.
How you sally forth in a hostile world to act like a child IS THE MESSAGE and the meaning is in the love behind it!
I just dropped in, to see what condition my condition was in
Written by Mickey Newbury in 1967, made the charts for The First Edition, lead sung by Kenny Rogers
Am immortal line which somehow encapsulates a profound spiritual/psychological insight.
I dreamed of a stringent military school test, where the protagonist repeatedly fell short of his standards, set even higher than the requirements of the test. Our of disappointment and despair, disqualified himself from passing the test. His superior training officers, noticed this pattern and in private, brought to his attention that in fact, he had the truest heart and the highest dedication of anyone in that class and passing the test was only a mental adjustment away. The adjustment was to judge not only by the results but by the sincerity of the effort made by the heart to reach the goal.
This was a pedestrian insight in childhood in the 60's, before the culture was totally infested and destroyed by the death cult of the soulless ones.
The resonance of the dream was heartbreaking though, as it revealed the exact method by which our souls have been trained to fail by the deceiving magpie parasites.
They, the soul sellouts, are under judgement of the spiritual law, asking for eternal damnation, so they spread this defeatist despair to the children of God who have the promise made to them.
Since only we can defeat our spirits, we have been conditioned by bad art and constant media assault to defeat ourselves.
We have a living Template to go by in our hearts but our minds have lost the meaning in the maze of survival.
The latest surge in divide and conquer (lockdown), to further drive a wedge between ourselves and the others we are here to love and serve together, reinforces the programming to go atomic, stay separated and die alone.
Our heart’s desire to reach out and touch with living intention has been cut off by the ascendency of Karen culture oozing out of the media morass.
Our hearts, already struggling to stay motivated to live in this maddening madness, face the conflict of trying to avoid the humiliation of totalitarian shaming for being social while caring deeply about other hearts as much as ourselves
We are told by the soulless zombies that we are NOT caring enough to isolate ourselves from our loved ones! Tortured screams come from the emotional centers!
Without the oasis which you and others provide for us, we die of thirst before we awaken to our own capacity to make oases for others.
Thank you brother!
Thank you all for choosing to be here now!
Robert; I've been singing that song at odd moments for weeks now. Thanks for the good words. Here is what I know; Rigorously acknowledge and maintain the idea of God being in absolute control of everything and there will be no problems other than what one came here to resolve.
Ray; A few weeks ago my Guardian Angel introduced her/his self and that has pretty much resolved EVERYTHING. Against all odds, I accomplished the Knowledge and Conversation of my Holy Guardian Angel. This has... so far... set up a continuous resonance between us and all I need to know I am informed of. As I mentioned here some months ago, I was told I could go no further under my own power (as if I ever had anyway) and that I must wait for the one to arrive who would take me through the next phases. That has now happened. Hallelujah!!! By this time I would know if it is real or not and it most certainly is. I am guessing this is going to be happening for everyone where the due diligence has been applied. I usually get things a bit ahead of the curve for some reason. I don't know that it has anything to do with me being more deserving or anything like that BUT... I do press or have pressed, relentlessly with everything I have and... which has resulted in injury due to recklessness but it has also advantaged me as well. We'll see. I'm over the moon these days though. It has been a feast of affirmation.
That song has been on my internal jukebox as well for a couple of weeks.
Mandocello
Something odd going on these days, Mandocello
The song that's been in me for awhile is "There's something happening here. What it is ain't exactly clear. Nobody's right if everybody's wrong." Odd days indeed.
Next: http://www.smoking-mirrors.com/2020/05/the-spilling-of-numbers-down.html
("The Spilling of Numbers down the Mountainside of Existence into the Colorful Riot of Material Form.")
A new Smoking Mirrors is up now-
"The Spilling of Numbers down the Mountainside of Existence into the Colorful Riot of Material Form."
LTPTB; I'm guessing you were doing this just moments before me.
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