Monday, April 03, 2023

"It's Like a Fire Hose in Many Ways, and Easily as Powerful in The Hands of Those... Who... Cannot... Control... It."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Wow! This Pop-Tart World. This shooting gallery of attractions and aversions. This Land of Here-and-Gone. The Land of Moving On. The Land of Coming to, and Fleeing From. Poof! The Magician waves his wand; now you see it, now you don't. Not all dreams come true. Hardly any dreams come true with any degree of accuracy. One of the main reasons is that The Dream is always changing. Those focused dreams that don't change are already a success upon arrival, but... most... dreams... change.

“I didn't think it would hurt so much,” he said. “I didn't think it would be like this,” she said.

Much of the pain comes from getting what you wanted that you no longer want. It comes from not knowing what you want. It comes from having to discard what you thought you wanted, along with the person who thought they wanted it.

Consider the oddities like the material self-absorption of Dollywood... the Las Vegas ideal of success... Biblical amusement parks in Florida... all of the places created to celebrate the here-and-not-here coming and going of material torpor; I have no right to judge. This is their dream.

Crazy it may be, but why should I piss over the railing? I wouldn't want others pissing on mine; Elton John... Bruce Springsteen... Madonna... all the faces of our time... here now and soon to be gone. They slowly ease (and sometimes not so slowly) into the ridiculous. They become lampoons of themselves, AND... history is not kind.

They are playing a role. So am I. I thank God for the one I am given, and every day, I think, when I see someone headed for Dreadful Epiphany... “there but for fortune goes I.” Ah... the wonders of existence in this dream of life.

Here is the big ticket item=

Death is an illusion. All that funereal bullshit... the grieving... the hoopla... and artifice... it's not real. No one dies, everyone changes. That's the good news and the bad news. Dreams die. Dreamers don't. Each of us is infused with a particle of Eternal Divine Light. We may go into darkness and lose our way, but the light shines in perpetuity no matter the countryside through which we travel. If you want to be sad at a funeral. If that person was a misguided soul, then you have a reason. If you need a reason.

The bigger the hearses and limousines, the bigger the fool contained therein. Death is part of The Market Economy. It's brought to you by the same people who say, “Hey! You only live once.” BULLSHIT!

There is no point or purpose in grieving. If they lived a righteous life, your heart should swell and tremble with an overflowing of joy in their departure from this veil of tears. I've never felt sorrow when someone dies unless they walked in darkness to their point of departure. Even then, I know... there is light at the end of the tunnel no matter how distant in time it may be.

When I was 21, I had a massive Kundalini experience. It stayed at full power for many weeks. Then it stayed as a focus of Will for much longer, and it was during this time that I was imprisoned; but not really because I was freer than my friends outside. Then it stayed consistent for a year or two, and then it went into a spiraling descent into the chaos and depravity of material life. Then it intensified in the same direction, BUT...

Kundalini is a cleansing fire and slowly... but surely... it burned through the haze of material distortion. One day... late in this phase of the game... it broke free enough for me to see the goalposts. Now it continues and cannot be halted by ANYTHING or ANYONE. It was necessary for The Living Light to rub my nose in material distortion... to leave me... seemingly... unguided and unaided for years and years, BUT... that was a distortion too.

At intervals of years, Lady Kundalini came again and again. She is no friend to Materialism, and if she visits you and you attempt to focus your mind on anything of material culture, she will burn it down before your eyes. She is a jealous sort. Nothing could be more terrible than if she left you to your attractions and affectations. Fortunately... she knows what she is doing. Even if you do not.

Kundalini is a cleansing fire and it moves at its own pace... scouring the one in whom it occurs... of all corruption and distortion. It is not a quick fix. It is certainly not pain-free. It is a cycle of deaths and rebirths in continuous flow. It cannot be resisted by the host. The whole of the force of it is toward Unity. It burns away the illusion of The Separated Self in The Separated Mind. No temporary prison of material attraction or distraction can hold its attention. It is the essential... cosmic spirit... of implacably moving on.

Sooner or later the mid-point is passed and human sorrow appears in the rearview mirror. The cities of The World disappear into the distance behind, and even the smell of their burning fades, as does every attraction they mocked up as something worth having. All the broken dreams and puerile desires are transformed into a fountain of overflowing love and adoration for The Shining One within.

The whole of The World is a striving for union. In The Carnal Realm, it is the lower sexual drive for union. In The Spiritual Realm, it is the higher sexual drive for union. The former is a fascination with The Outer World. The latter is a fascination with The Inner World. It is the same force. On the one hand, it is coarse. On the other hand, it is refined. That's all there is to it.

It is sex that is the main focus. One is copulation for temporary satiation, and the other is for eternal union. The Atheists see it one way, The Faithful another. There is a simple difference in the objectives of the two perspectives of mind. It is a single fire that either consumes The World or The False Self. This is the true meaning of Jihad. The fires that the sinners burn in are the same fire that the saints dance and rejoice in. To each is given the rewards of their quest.

On the low end it is Desire. On the high end, it is Aspiration; As above... so below. The very force that binds you is the force that... rightly directed... sets you free; "lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil." Desire is the agent of God's will. It's like a fire hose in many ways, and easily as powerful in the hands of those who cannot control it... BECAUSE... they cannot hold the focus. They cannot concentrate the direction of the flow. This is the single purpose of Meditation; to train the mind to hold the focus. It is the labor of lifetimes.

In The World of the moment, THEY are very serious about Perversity. Budweiser 'the piss of beers' has a new spokes-creature; sadder Bud no Weiser. Observe how relentless they are! Look at it! Surely you can see The World teetering on The Abyss. This is all part of The Program. As often as it happens in a cyclical fashion, still... no one remembers the last time it came around.

For those who believe only in what they can see, it is a terrifying spectacle. However... GOD IS REAL! Living and conscious. Eternally present. Forever separating the wheat from the chaff. Now and again comes The Apocalypse and one Biblical plague after another. For those who have lost their way in dreams of flesh, GOD... will inform them... of the error of their ways; “where there is no vision, the people perish.”

This has been a test of The Emergency Broadcast System. If it had been a real emergency, you would already have been relocated. Don't worry. It happens over... and over... and over again. You can count on it to happen over... and over... and over again UNTIL YOU WAKE UP! Ground Hog Day is a reality for many. Crises will come, and they will get more and more intense UNTIL YOU WAKE UP!

Look at what is happening all around you. Look at the masses adjusting themselves to each new outrage; “maybe it I cooperate they won't single me out. Maybe they won't notice me if I stay completely still.” Good luck with that.

You HAVE TO get it clear in your mind that this is all a part of a Divine Plan... and that you have been adjusting to the wrong thing. The point is to get you to keep adjusting and adapting until you are completely bent out of shape. You will get no mercy from that quarter. You are looking in the wrong direction, and... you are going the wrong way. Seek God. Strive hard. You have powerful friends. Just because you can't see them doesn't mean they aren't there.

End Transmission.......

Several times each day, I listen to portions of the audiobook of Patanjali's Sutras.

This is book 1 only.
Visit the link above to go to a page where you can listen to all four books.

I also follow along with the text.

Mouse over / tap the document to scroll

For some reason, occasionally, the text does not match up with the audio. Heh heh, kind of like life eh? So I stop and give my attention to both. Rarely... in recent times... have I come across a material representation of The Truth that is so powerful and profound as this, AND... as is the case with all enduring works of Ageless Wisdom... it is simple and precise.

I highly recommend that you avail yourself of what is to be found here. Very seldom do I recommend anything. I usually just transmit... to the extent of my abilities... what I hear internally. I will... in all likelihood... listen to and read this dozens and dozens of times. It's now in rotational play with The Gita and other things that repeat with me each day.

I likely won't be bringing this up again any time soon, though I hope to put it into the sidebars of the blogs.

For the second time in recent days, I received a notice that a warning was being attached to my posts due to the subject matter. That part of The World... that is pressing humanity's head... down into the darkness and swill of material depravity... also owns Blogger. We'll see how it goes from here. As has been stated a number of times, look to GAB if they try to close up shop here.

Some links are to be found at GAB=.


M - said...

It is an unfortunate truth that wherever "freedom of speech" exists (such as GAB), it will be perverted and taken over.

Nothing lasts forever.

M - said...

Alert: This is a mean question, but I don't really care.

So, I have a question for this Lizzo thing: Can you reach your ass to wipe it, or do you have flunkies to do the job for you?

Sukh said...

Hey Vis? You need to write a book called "Emancipation for Dummies". You are ON FIRE (the one the saints dance and rejoice in).

Visible said...

A new Smoking Mirrors is up now=

"It's an All-Out... Rising-Dead Walkabout of Hungry Ghost Armies... in Full-On... Mind Parasite... Possession Mode."

Love To Push Those Buttons said...

Nostrils to the sky. Canna believe I fergot. Better late than never.



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