Friday, June 28, 2024

"You Wind Up Looking Down on It from an Ever-Greater Height, Due to a Certain Geometry in The Process. Think About It."

God Poet Transmitting.......


I listened to The Debate... if you could call it that. I paid a lot less attention to what was being said; having heard it all before... and a lot more attention to what was going on peripherally, and... around the corner. This took place in a bastion of Trump's enemies. It was moderated by one of his chief enemies in The Media,. Jake Trapper.


Biden was ill-prepared and incoherent. The moderators took no mercy on him. Obviously... the word came down from The Top of The Shitheap, and nothing was handled in the usual fashion. There was some greater force at work there... last night. God is always present in The Details. You can't see him, BUT... you can certainly be aware of his presence.


Was that what was happening? OR... was it the power-mongers and billionaires jumping ship, and leaving the harpooned lamprey writhing on the deck? On closer investigation, I see that is not a harpoon but a fork.


Certainly... there can be no doubt now... that arrangements have been made... in that place where The Kingmakers meet. Biden (the not-so-great) has fallen and can't get up. I think he was pushed. Even the most partisan press is calling Trump the victor after a standing 8 count. I've not seen that before. Biden's in the dumpster with the old Chinese take-out cartons (cartoons?). The motel room maids must have already passed by.


Well, they are certainly not going to throw in The Towel, not with what that towel has been through. The lab people would have a field day. They have something else up their sleeve. They have... quite obviously... moved on to the next thing. We just don't know what that is yet.


The superficial elements of The Enemies of The People are in disarray. Their counterparts... The Other Enemies of The People are in gloat mode. The Rhinos have fouled themselves in an impotent rage. Smoke is coming out of Liz Chaney's ears, and probably other locations as well. She looks like an atomizer that has lost its mind. George Bush could not find his ass with either hand and fell into an unidentified hole.


Trump said a bunch of things about Putin and other horseshit. I hope it was a smokescreen. My God! That man is completely filled with bombast and bravado. Does he not have a single friend who will tell him about Gravitas and statesmanship?


I don't dislike him. I feel bad for him. He could be truly great... if he did something about certain aspects of his character. Well... I have my own shortcomings to work on.


I am now more and more convinced that this whole thing was set up during COVID... when no one could see anything. Architects of Unreason gathered in one of those empty hospitals and strategized the fall of empire.


Never before have I been so aware of... so conscious of... the two-tier platform of The Seen and Palpable, and The Unseen and Tingly; sorry... that's what came out.


I am now able to observe wave after wave of hogwash... pounding on the shore and leaving limp confetti, and... plastic sludge... in the wind-up... for the next set. Simultaneously... I can observe an army of technicians in lab coats and goggles, crawling all over the machine that manufactures the countless variations of oil-slick... rainbow shit... that is daily injected into the heads of those... incapable of organized thought; don't you worry about a thing! Let us do your thinking for you!


And so it goes.



Yes, I have been aware of their shoveling garbage and excrement... from several directions... for a very long time, BUT... never have I seen it so clearly. It must be something to do with The Awakening. Never before has their incompetency been so noticeable. A line of fence posts is running... until it disappears over the curve of The Earth, and... there is a turtle sitting on every single one, and not one of them knows how it got there or how it is going to get down. Hopefully... for their sake... they are made of sterner stuff than Humpty Dumpty.


It's a fairy tale, regardless; something a little more Clive Barker than The Brothers Grimm. Every now and then you can see the fairy dust... suspended in the air, and twinkling like dust motes... when The Sun is at the right angle. Some days it looks like a fairy tale, and some days... more like a cartoon. Terrible things happen to people, but they are presented in such a way that there is more laughter than tears.


America was a wonderful idea, BUT... as a student of History and one who is not condemned to repeat it... I know what the dark underbelly looks like. I know that this ship of state sails on a river of darkness. I'm not Pollyanna. I can't do anything about it, BUT... I can decide to not make things worse. I seem to be in the minority with that. I don't have to think on it for very long to understand why Lao Tzu rode off... into the mists of time and legend... on a water buffalo. If I had a water buffalo I would follow him.


One can enter the mists of time and legend... from any point... because it does not start or end anywhere. It's something initiated by The Mind, and... the ass automatically follows. Doing this... necessitates the possession of inflexible detachment, and inflexible detachment... is a place one arrives at eventually, having finally had it with everything else. There can't be a trace of desire or wanting remaining.


You have to pass through The Cloud of Unknowing, and then it's around a corner that keeps returning to where it began, BUT... every time you come around again... you wind up looking down on it... from an ever greater height... due to a certain geometry that attends the process. Think about it and it will come to you; ♫ clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right, here I am, stuck in the quiet center of the middle of you ♫ Sounds like that place of holiness in the midst, doesn't it?


I feel like I am a great deal more fortunate than many, even if it's hard to share the wealth. I am fortunate because... I KNOW... that The Divine is in charge of everything, and at no point does it serve your better interest to yell at anyone about any of it... to argue about it... or... to EVER... look outside yourself for answers.


A serious majority of the populace believes... even on an unconscious level... due to the programming... that forces in The World; be they natural or of human origins... are responsible for the shit that happens to them. Everyone is looking for external actors to blame or praise for conditions and events... whether they be from Nature... or human artifice. None of that applies.


They are all actors; Bill Gates... George Soros... Joe Biden... Joe Schmo... John and Jane Doe... Patient Zero and Citizen X... by appearances... be they world-shakers or non-entities... by appearances... they are distractions. They are not The Thing Itself.


We are pieces on a gameboard. For a time... one makes it to name-player, only to be tossed back into anonymity... once the point has been made... For The Purpose of Demonstration. We're on a waterwheel that carries us again and again... to a point of temporary celebrity, and then returns us to the long haul... between the coming... the going... the arriving... the forgetting... over... and over... and over... and over again.


We bear the characteristics of a personality... from a particular ray, and... we operate between the parameters and dimensions... that are generic to the type. Exponents of each of the seven rays... act on and are acted on by the others... for good or ill, and ALWAYS... For The Purpose of Demonstration. On the surface... it is all meaningless and pointless... certainly over the long haul this would prove to be the case, so...


...something is going on here... something more than meets the eye because... as we like to put it; 'just because you can't see it... doesn't mean it isn't there', AND... it is what doesn't appear to be there, BUT absofuckinglootley is there... that is the key to the whole of it.


Light magic accounts for the evolutionary process from mineral to God. That other magic accounts for those who screw with everything, and who also serve the realities of The Purpose of Demonstration. You can test your luck... on the games of chance... that are rigged to serve the interests of... The House... who runs the tables OR... you can be the big winner for all times and places... simply by walking away from the misery... that you will surely reap... by playing the game.


Personalities come and go... depending on the mood and atmosphere of the times... it may go well with you and it may not. HOWEVER... behind The Personality is The Individuality that is also present everywhere in everyone else. If you can hold up a mirror to the action... people will see themselves as they really are... depending on your level of neutrality, and... lack of interest... in influencing outcome.


What you bring with you is what you get. This is what makes Love the supreme acquisition, and if it is the only tool you ever employ, well... there are no words that can adequately explain what follows that statement.



Trump and all the others... are players in a drama... they cannot be aware of... so long as they are immersed in it. People will play until they tire of the game. At some point... the exceptional soul... will find themselves on the contemporary equivalent of a water buffalo, and... to all a good night.




End Transmission.......




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I apologize for recommending that film the other day. It had all kinds of things going for it, but whoever put it together had no sense of drama and continuity. None the less, the eye doctor is a splendid human being.





The Conclusion of Chapter 12
The Way of Love, from The Bhagavad Gita



KRISHNA


That one I love who is incapable of ill will, who is friendly and compassionate. Living beyond the reach of “I” and “mine” and of pleasure and pain, patient, contented, self-controlled, firm in faith, with all their heart and all their mind given to me – with such as these, I am in love.


Not agitating the world or by it agitated, they stand above the sway of elation, competition, and fear: that one is my beloved.


They are detached, pure, efficient, impartial, never anxious, selfless in all their undertakings; they are my devotees, very dear to me.


That one is dear to me who runs not after the pleasant or away from the painful, grieves not, lusts not, but lets things come and go as they happen.


That devotee who looks upon friend and foe with equal regard, who is not buoyed up by praise nor cast down by blame, alike in heat and cold, pleasure and pain, free from selfish attachments, the same in honor and dishonor, quiet, ever full, in harmony everywhere, firm in faith – such a one is dear to me.


Those who meditate upon this immortal dharma as I have declared it, full of faith and seeking me as life’s supreme goal, are truly my devotees and my love for them is very great.






Tuesday, June 25, 2024

"By The Day, The Unreal Fades, and The Eternal Dancer is Revealed... in All Her Glorious... Radiant... Everlastingness."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Why is it that some people... a lot of people... cannot see what is and what is not? One reason is that what is... is invisible, so they get the default view of what is not... in all its infinite variety. It is because they are always looking out, and never looking in.


However... if one has a sustained focus... one can see... more and more...here and there... through appearances... where the veils are becoming increasingly translucent, AND by... the... day... more and more... The Unreal fades, and the eternal dancer is revealed... in all her glorious... radiant... everlastingness...


It's not for everyone... not yet, and possibly... not ever. That is why... along with Aspirants and Initiates... there is The Great Unwashed drowning in their own perfumes.


The Subjective and Objective Mind are both crucially important; ♫ you can't have one! You can't have one! You can't have one without the other! ♫ Everyone has both of them... and a few of us know how to use them to their best advantage; that's where The Archetypes... the images on Tarot cards come in, and when activated, The Dancers on God's Music Box start moving and resonance occurs.


Material culture dims The Objective Perspective, and... general consciousness becomes subjective. This is how you fall into open manholes (Sorry! Person Holes) while thumbhumping a cellphone.


When you are resident... for the most part... in Subjective Perspective, your field of vision is at about 30 degrees. This has also been called Tunnel Vision, by the people who made it through The Tunnel. With true Objective Perspective... with the wide angle lens... you see the 180-degree... panorama view., BUT... you're still only seeing half of the picture. You gotta have your head on a swivel, cause... otherwise you're a bobblehead flamingo on a drinking glass.


At this point... someone still under the influence of The Reactive Mind might say, “You're wrong, visible. It's the other way round.” No! Actually, it is not. That's Concentration you are talking about and it is one of the tools of The Objective Perspective, which is employed to narrow The Focus. In real life, it's the Objective Perspective that has Situational Awareness, which includes... with the odd individual... a pair of eyes in the back of the head. People who have been there and done that know about this.


It also comes with some degree of Spidey Sense. If you've been in combat... in prison... or similar environments... you develop these abilities or you're not around too long. A trick of my own is that when you forget yourself... you become intensely aware of everyone else. When you have spent time looking into yourself, you gain the ability to see into others. It makes Physiognomy come alive. I think of this and many another related subject as being the difference between Jnana and Vijnana.


Life in vivid detail... in contrast to life in chiaroscuro. When you have better seeing... new worlds open before you. Existence is a living thing, and it can come to life; I mean really come to life... right in front of you, if you can cut yourself free from your shadow twin. Then it will all come alive; not like Frampton Comes Alive, but... you'll see. Ah! A pun! Visible made a pun! Get over yourself Poncho! Yes... you're Poncho. You're not Cisco.


I don't want to be Cisco anyway. That's for the real Rhinestone Cowboy in The Sky... who is so dazzling bright... that you can't see him. Those aren't rhinestones. They aren't diamonds either. They're a higher iteration of the same. He's clothed in light too bright to see, and he lives inside of me. He lives inside of everyone... in a mysterious cloud... that is generated by The Mind... to personify its inability to see above a certain wavelength.


Still... you must never forget who is Cisco and who is Poncho, and... equally as important... that you can't have one without the other.


So... there is The Subjective Mind. There is The Objective Mind, AND (somebody give the horn section some Naloxone and wake their asses up. The Moment has arrived) The Superconscious Mind! (brada da da brada da da wahhhh!!!) Yes... that's a real thing. That's the zone of Cosmic Consciousness with a 360-degree radius. They got webcams that do that now, BUT... not really. You still need to turn around to see the circling panorama.... or be at The Sweet Center; not to worry, that state of consciousness comes with its own set of built-in tools of perception.


Why am I bringing any of this up today? Well, first off... this is Origami, and when we are genre-specific... this is what you get, BUT... also, as The Avatar comes more and more into manifestation... certain powers and abilities are going to be dispensed... to those who earned them... as gifts for the coming age. The Awakening is the early warning signal of this coming shift in consciousness.


I know that some portion of you are concerned about what The Bad Guys are up to. Believe me! If they could do what they are trying to do... they would have done it a long time ago. They may be clever down here... running their street cons, and juggling acts, BUT... all real power comes from only one source, and they get only enough of that to get themselves in trouble, and... to take the deluded and compromised along with them because... Misery will surely be needing some company.


I keep thinking... any time now... any time... something... something. Odd appearances are going off everywhere. The amount of weather modification... DEW... and other DARPA delights have intensified ten-fold. Something is making these people hot under the collar. The Taiko-size drums of The Neo-Cons are rippling The Potomac. This usually means that The Bankers have stolen so much money that the economy needs another 9/11... bait-and-switch... burn the evidence moment. Then again, I don't know.


Maybe it's just The Apocalypse taking the gentle out of the coming night because... The Sun is about to go down for a special demographic ♫ I'm special... so special... I'm gotta have some of your attention... give it to me! ♫ Plus there are all those rent-boys and girls who went along with program because there was something in it for them; media personalities... politicians... celebrities... people from many walks of life. They're all gonna get a big sack of coal on Christmas in July.


Like I said, something's up. Why would Trump... who is on a big roll... with the magic momentum of the moment... be going on The CNN 24/7 Trump-hate network for The Big Debate? You know they got dirty tricks stacked high for this event, and whichever Biden with the implant... that they wheel out on stage... is going to be carrying brass knucks and a blade. It should be a very interesting watch.


The plotters and planners are in a frenzy... as if their lives depended on it, and... it does. More than their lives depend on it, BUT... it's a persistent fantasy of The Mind. It is a persistent trick of The Mind... that tells us there is some possibility of a win... if the cards are right... if the planets align... if Serendipity happens to be at home, BUT... in truth... it is all for naught; left goes left... right goes right. Up goes up and down goes down, and nothing goes sideways by accident.


Only an obsessed fool does not know the end from the beginning. You go thataway... you wind up where thataway goes. Any whichaway you go... it goes where it goes. This... leads to That. That... leads to This. There is a precipitating math that determines outcome. Stupid also lies in a certain direction, and so do brilliance and clarity. Everything is where it always is but people have forgotten where to look OR... don't care to look.


Your mind has three regions of operation. Each of them is essential, BUT... the most important feature is Balance. There must be balance, AND... clear communication. If one or more is not talking to the others, you get internally... what happens externally... when the same conditions are in play, AND... that's how they got that way... anyway.



So... why did I take that giant segue in the middle of the post?


There are two ways that people go about things. The vast majority mess with The Dials and wonder what... that button there... is for. The much smaller minority fixes the problem inside themselves first, and... they never have to mess with The Dials or wonder what that button there... is for. I have a rule. I did not always follow this rule, but now? Now I follow this rule without exception... ever; If you don't know what you are doing... don't do it. Measure several times... cut once. That's another rule.


Don't mess with people and they won't mess with you, and if they do? You got that Aikido thing that drains away their force and they have to go looking somewhere else.



Don't mislead people and it won't come back on you. These... and a host of other homilies and commentaries... that wind up embroidered on a sofa cushion are around for a reason. If all the parts of your mind are communicating and in agreement with each other... you won't need reminders. Start there before you set about fixing anything else.




End Transmission.......




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I don't know how many of you have seen the film; Same Kind of Different as Me.





It had Greg Kinnear and Renee Zellweger in it. You don't see those kinds of films much. It's a true story. It's worth seeing. It really is.






Now... the same people have a new film out called, Sight.





I haven't even seen it yet. I will in a couple of days. I am recommending it because I know the story. It's another true story about a remarkable man.




We don't hear about these life tales much, BUT... there are some truly remarkable people who come and go here. We should never forget that. It may well be true... especially in times like these... that most of The World is fucked up, BUT it won't be staying that way. The Avatar is here and a golden age is coming. Book it!


Thursday, June 20, 2024

"They have The World Feeling like Anne Frank in an Attic... with a Blow-Up Doll Virus Named COVID Sponge-Cheeks."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Last night I started watching Europa; The Last Battle.


Europa; The Last Battle at IMDB




Europa; The Last Battle Part I



I only got to see the first half of the first episode and in that time I saw two people that I knew personally.(grin) I had this listed as something I should check out... in that place where I list things I should check out... some day. It hadn't been there long... half a year? I can't remember. It came out in 2017, the year I moved into the desert. How did I not hear about this before?


As I said, I have only gotten halfway through the first episode, at that part following the assassination of The Tsar and his family; Anastasia screamed in vain. I paused it after the Solzhenitsyn quote. I'm adding all this minutiae... so that you get some idea of what's in it. It's a series of around 10 episodes and runs for 12 hours. I think that's even longer than Shoah (giving you the business); ♫ there's no business like the Shoah Business... like no business I know ♫


I haven't seen that one, but I suspect it's right up there with Andy Warhol's film, Sleep, which is probably what you would have been doing... if you had gone to see either one of them in the theater.




The main premise of Europa is about how (in painful and excruciating detail)... a small... gangsta-genetic demographic... has been torturing The World in all the ways a poisoned imagination could invent. Even though I have seen only 5 percent, I have to say this is riveting and extraordinarily well done, by someone named Tobias B. Since I don't think he's a member of AA, I assume the last name initial is to protect his identity. How did he get this out, and how did it wind up in IMDB? The Usual Suspects... usually... have The World locked down about this sort of thing.


The Usual Suspects have got the whole world feeling like Anne Frank at this time... locked in an attic... with some fantasy blow-up doll virus named COVID Spongecheeks... while their stormtroopers go door-to-door with The Killer Vaccine. I'm thinking they really should have killed The World when they had them locked up with Anne and her ballpoint pen. There's a whole lot of The World still left now, and I think that's going to prove a problem for them.


I shouldn't have anything more to say about this film until I've seen more of it. However... if it proves to be the scathing indictment it has started out as... Hoo doggy! And Holy Kamaole! We'll see.


As anyone should know... The World moves in cycles. There is a mysterious biorhythm that permeates existence. What we call Laws of Nature are simply patterns we have observed that repeat themselves... which is also a cycle. You might... at this point.. say... in perspicacious fashion... it sounds like wheels within wheels! It does... doesn't it? There are more of these laws that we do not see... because they are outside the normal bandwidth OR... our eyes are closed.


Well... those wheels are coming around for some of us all the time. People... nations... cultures and civilizations... are either rising or falling. They are never stationary for long, except higher up... where sameness is not so annoying to the souls who reside there. Down here... people are always wanting something different... until they burn out and pray... quite sincerely... that things would just stay the same OR... hurry up and end.


Certain groups of people seem to get away with murder down here; don't they? They certainly commit enough of them. Not to worry, the time will come round when you get to kill them back... in The Land of Toothless Blind Men... Gumming each other to Death. It's said that what goes around comes around. You could make bank off of that, and some do.


However... despite appearances, no one gets away with anything... ever... not a single thought goes by that does not have some effect in The Days of Later On. I mean... think about it... everything you see in the bandwidth of the visible spectrum (say... about 400 to 800 terahertz) got here by thinking it into being. The World... the galaxies... The Thing Entire... got thought into being. It's all thought-born.


“If you want to be hot... keep stirring about. Keep still if you want to be cool, and in all The World... one day... no doubt... your way will be the rule.” That's what Lao Tzu said.


The Tao Te Ching by Lao Tzu



No one I have EVER encountered has EVER said more that rang the bell in my head. When he said it... it stayed said.


So... as mean and nasty as some people have been; collectively, and individually... all they did was to inscribe on the unrolling parchment of life, appointments they will most certainly keep... at some time in the future. They can argue about it later; if it occurs to them to do so. They can scream and pull their hair. They can run in circles sideways on the ground and... as The Bard noted... trouble deaf Heaven with their bootless cries. It won't matter. There they will be. Come Hell, High Water, and the horses they rode in on... it won't matter... they will be there.


That is only a part of it though... there will be The Land of Regret they must traverse, which is another example of wheels within wheels. That Land of Regret is a palpable place... made even more palpable for the lack of a physical body, BUT... we won't be getting into The Details about the why and wherefore of that. Take my word for it or... don't. It is so.


Before one can behave like The Devil, they must first convince themselves that there is no God. There is a bloodline of souls who have done this, by convincing themselves that they are God; foolish as that might be... given their visible and obvious limitations... in respect of it.


People still believe they can take over The World... though no one has ever done so, and everyone who has tried has experienced their downfall at some juncture in the attempt because... The World is a sacred vessel, and at the mere approach of The Profane... it recedes. Lao Tzu said that too.


I am waiting in a field at the end of The Road. You never know when it is that you have gotten to the end of The Road. One day you look in your rearview mirror and The Road isn't there anymore. Behind you are green fields. Perhaps there is the odd cow or two; no doubt behaving strangely, as all odd cows will do; even Kamaduk, who... I am sure will tell you right off, be careful what you wish for.


However... most of the time... you can't tell most people anything, and there is another group of people, that includes the same group of people we mentioned earlier... who consistently make bank off of telling people what they want to hear. When you tell people The Truth... which most people do not want to hear, you're called a storm crow. Look at poor Cassandra. One version of the tale says she fell asleep and snakes, licked her ear or whispered in her ear. There's the snake again.


The original version says that she was courted by Apollo; a real heavyweight in his time, though he goes by another name now, and... she refused him, so... he cursed her with the fate of telling true prophecies... that were believed by no one. She was a priestess so... prophecies would have been in her line of work... back in the day. It's kinda hard to believe that she would reject Apollo who... by all accounts... was a seriously good-looking guy with all sorts of powers, AND she was a priestess in his temple to begin with. Nah.... something's off about that; good story though.


If you can make your mind be still... no mean feat at any time, depending on how long we are talking about, well... long enough (heh heh) I guess, then you would start to see the cycles in everything, starting with yourself, and... the marvelous act of divinity... that is expressed in your form, outside the normal range of seeing.


In The World external are the obvious signs; The Earth's rotation around The Sun, and all the other planets too... The Moon in its recurrent phases... the seasons... day and night. I could... literally... go on for a very long time.


So... there's something to be gained by paying attention to cycles... because they will alert you to those more subtle cycles, and then... there are the connections between common everyday exclamations and metaphysical truths. Take, for instance, the ancient Egyptian chant of IAO... which transmutes to Jah-O, which degenerates into Yahoo! I'll bet that never occurred to the cowboys on the range. Why did I make such a silly little pun?


It's the cycles again... that leads to connections... that leads to associations... within associations... within associations... because everything IS connected. Seeing it is the critical thing, BUT... you have to make your mind still... so that all of this will reveal itself to you, AND IT WILL!


Patanjali makes many references to this, as do alchemists and mystics in their own secret languages... of associations... about phases... in a process... that happens all by itself... if you can make The Mind hold still.



If you want to see deeper into the sacred mysteries... of the cycles that drive the engines of existence... you must still The Mind. Otherwise, it runs in circles AWAY from The Cardinal Point... which is resident on The Causal Plane... where thoughts make things, and... a merry... merry... solstice to you all!




End Transmission.......



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Chapter 11, The Cosmic Vision...
from The Bhagavad Gita-



ARJUNA


Out of compassion, you have taught me the supreme mystery of the Self. Through your words, my delusion is gone. You have explained the origin and end of every creature, O lotus-eyed one and told me of your own supreme, limitless existence.


Just as you have described your infinite glory, O Lord, now I long to see it. I want to see you as the supreme ruler of creation. O Lord, master of yoga, if you think me strong enough to behold it, show me your immortal Self..



KRISHNA


Behold, Arjuna, a million divine forms, with an infinite variety of color and shape. Behold the gods of the natural world, and many more wonders never revealed before. Behold the entire cosmos turning within my body, and the other things you desire to see.


But these things cannot be seen with your physical eyes; therefore I give you spiritual vision to perceive my majestic power.



SANJAYA


Having spoken these words, Krishna, the master of yoga, revealed to Arjuna his most exalted, lordly form..


He appeared with an infinite number of faces, ornamented by heavenly jewels, displaying unending miracles and the countless weapons of his power. Clothed in celestial garments and covered with garlands, sweet-smelling with heavenly fragrances, he showed himself as the infinite Lord, the source of all wonders, whose face is everywhere..


If a thousand suns were to rise in the heavens at the same time, the blaze of their light would resemble the splendor of that supreme spirit.


There, within the body of the God of gods, Arjuna saw all the manifold forms of the universe united as one. Filled with amazement, his hair standing on end in ecstasy, he bowed before the Lord with joined palms and spoke these words.







Continued (for some) tomorrow


Monday, June 17, 2024

"Either The Beast has Control of The Mind or You Do. Everyone has to Learn to Ride Their Beast... Like a Na'vi... or Else."

God Poet Transmitting.......


If you want to get anything done in life or in yourself... you have to get the cooperation of The Mind. In Avatar; not that sequel piece of shit... where they spend half the movie killing The Bad Guy who never dies... who keeps coming back from the dead, and who was surrounded by every PC trope imaginable... that also could not be killed; though the director should have been/ at the very least... given some kind of a Time Out that is still in effect...


...there is this scene where the Na'vi warriors climbed these video-game mountains and had to lasso these dinosaur bird creatures... some kind of off-planet Pterodactyl, and connect their hair filaments with the same on the flying horse dinosaur's manes... then they would be of one mind; of one blood... like Mowgli... with various of the jungle beasts in The Jungle Book; “we be of one blood... you and I.”


This is a great metaphor for what you... must... do... or you cannot succeed in life. I don't mean become famous... rich... or whatever else can be materially expressed. Lots of those people have not accomplished what I am talking about. They are driven by something that remains unknown to them... until it is too late.


Let us say that every one of us is born with a beast creature that exists within us, and stays with us... through our lives. Often one remains unaware of it... except in carnal engagements... where one has not learned how to control their breathing during sexual intercourse... or if one is in a physical altercation. In various circumstances... the beast can appear in a person's face. Throughout the whole of life... most people live in a state of uneasy peace with their beast nature.


People take the beast out for a run. Sometimes the beast takes its human counterpart out for a run. Now and again, arrangements are made... so that pressure doesn't build, and break through at an inopportune time. Often... the arrangements are like peace treaties in The Middle East and don't mean anything at all.


What I am saying is that either The Beast has control of The Mind or you do. Everyone has to learn to ride their beast like a Na'vi or The Beast will ride them. I'm talking about the sexual force, of course, though it is a little more than what it appears to be on the surface. The sexual force is seldom understood in all its permutations by most people, and most people are controlled by it... until it has spent itself, and death goes from the rearview mirror to the windshield of The Event Horizon.


It can also be called, The Lower Self. In Times of Material Darkness... perversity and degenerate behavior become the norm; “if it feels good, do it!” That sums up the mindset of the times. There are many other slogans that reflect the benefits of letting The Beast ride you.


On the practical end... only death awaits, and worse... because there is no death... there is only change. Death is simply one of the more dramatic expressions of change. Change is the nature of movement through Time. Material existence... in times of sensory possession of The Mind... is a penitentiary and the warden is The Mind. The guards... who are the enforcement end of the appetites of The Beast, make sure that the needs of The Beast are met.


When one is a child... one runs and plays with The Beast. There is a wonderful accord present... until Puberty sets in. You might want to consider the deeper and much darker meaning of puberty blockers.


The Beast is running wild at these times and you can see this vividly. A great illustration of the spiritual state of those... in a state of bestial intoxication... is the classical image of a crowd of naked people writhing in flames. You can't see this... literally... in the ordinary mindset, but... it is so.


At some point... you have to master The Beast. In order to do this, you must control The Mind. To control The Mind you must train it. There is no easier workaround. Animal trainers who work with the big cats know exactly what I am talking about. Strength... the 8th Trump... shows the means by which this is accomplished.



BOTA Tarot 8th Trump Strength



Love, of course, is the secret ingredient that gets the job done.


Not everything that gets said here is exact and precise. There is latitude taken here... for a particular effect... in the reader's mind... because The Reader already knows everything we are talking about here, BUT often sees it in another way... that is no less correct than what is written here, but it is expressed differently. This is why I have heard hundreds of times from readers that they were just thinking about what they read here... moments before.


Also, I have heard... many times... I just dreamed about that last night! I was just talking about this very same thing with a friend... relative... etc. I am on a particular wavelength that resonates with the same wavelength in The Reader. It is that tuning fork thing again. There is ONLY one of us... none is greater... none is less than. We are all one... whether we know it or not.


That is the real Communism that is The Kingdom of Heaven, BUT... it only works there because everyone is harmonious in the same mind, and it's not being worked for the advantage of The Few.


Sure... I could say The Beast is The ID, and The Personality is The Ego. The Individuality behind all egos is... The Self. There are terms one can use, but none of them are absolute. I could say that Antwerp is The Devil's Treasure vault, and the price of everything is set in London, BUT what does that mean? No one is in control of anything... except for The Supreme Controller, as they are all about to find out.


If you are predicting the future because of something you read somewhere... something someone said... that someone else repeated... explained in the subjective darkness of a separated mind... how could you possibly be right?


This world is a playground of false appearances, and The Law of Karma determines the fashion in which anything appears to anyone. When you... finally... gain control of The Mind... this all becomes quite clear. When you cease wanting, it is a much easier accomplishment. One comes into a harmonic resonance with The Supreme Controller... the filaments entwine, and the bit goes into The Ikran's mouth. Now you can fly!


Everywhere... people are in bondage to false appearances. The government has its own steamer trunk load. The Church has another. The mercantile mindset has another; “I can get it for you cheaper than stolen!” All of the false world controllers have a song and dance, so that they can get you to sing along and dance to the tune... this way... and that way. And... Boom! Right into The Abyss.


It's all in The Mind. It's all going on in The Mind, and there are people of low character who know all about human nature and live for the opportunity to take advantage of it. We are all born in the image of God, but we choose to behave like a beast because... in Times of Material Darkness... carnality and the carnal mindset take precedence over the alternative. The alternative just doesn't seem... at first... to be as much fun. It's that old question; what tastes sweet in the beginning and then turns to poison, and what tastes like poison to begin with and then turns sweet?


It's that old tale of the grasshopper and the ant... the tortoise and the hare. However... neither one of them can beat the one who is standing still, and already at the finish line... who never had to go anywhere to be ahead of the game. As Lao Tzu said, “Why go outside for better seeing? Why not remain at the core of your being? The way to do is to be.”


It's the one who doesn't want anything to whom everything comes... without effort... without even trying. Although... a massive and sustained effort may be required at first... once the ship is under sail... the rowers put away their oars. Then... one has only to manage and trim the sails so that they follow The Winds of God. (S)he is the one who does everything. We do nothing except to deceive ourselves.


If you don't deal with The Beast now, you'll meet him later on when he is called The Dweller on The Threshold.




The ID pretends to be The Ego. The ego/personality pretends to be The Self, and costumes come and go... for the purpose of deception, BUT... it is always The Mind... endlessly distracting you from The Voice Within.


It must be brought to heel, and it can be. Love, of course, subdues everything it encounters, BUT... Higher Love is called Higher Love because it is higher up, and requires steps to get there. It goes through stages and phases of worthiness proven OR... back to the start again; Sisyphus going nowhere.


Ask for help. You will never get it done on your own... BECAUSE; who is doing it? Ah... yeah. The one doing it has to be the one who is already Magister Ludi... and has all his beads in order. When the master calls, The Beast comes running and wagging its tail.



How can you tell when something is real... genuine... authentic... The Things Itself? It is when it is the waters of The Spirit freely given, and nothing is asked in return; no payment is required... except for the experience of living it. It means nothing if you do not employ it, BUT... anyone selling it to you is seriously undervaluing it, and also... even if the real... the genuine... the authentic... The Thing Itself was there, to begin with, it left the room the moment a price was put on it.




End Transmission.......




This is a must-see, and we put it in the space of the other links you usually find here.




This... is the latest example in the advancing stages of Mr. Apocalypse at work, and... if you are paying attention... it's happening all over the place now. The man's wife kept telling him he needed to tell his story. Behind every great man is an even greater woman, and... no doubt the opposite might also be true. (grin)





Here are the opening stanzas in
Chapter 10 of The Bhagavad Gita; Divine Splendor



KRISHNA


Listen further, Arjuna, to my supreme teaching, which gives you such joy. Desiring your welfare, O strong-armed warrior, I will tell you more.


Neither gods nor sages know my origin, for I am the source from which the gods and sages come. Whoever knows me as the Lord of all creation, without birth or beginning, knows the truth and frees himself from all evil.


Discrimination, wisdom, understanding, forgiveness, truth, self-control, and peace of mind; pleasure and pain, birth and death, fear and courage, honor, and dishonor; nonviolence, charity, equanimity, contentment, and perseverance in spiritual disciplines –all the different qualities found in living creatures have their source in me.


The seven great sages and the four ancient ancestors were born from my mind and received my power. From them came all the creatures of this world. Whoever understands my power and the mystery of my manifestations comes without doubt to be united with me.


I am the source from which all creatures evolve. The wise remember this and worship me with loving devotion. Their thoughts are all absorbed in me, and all their vitality flows to me. Teaching one another, talking about me always, they are happy and fulfilled.


To those steadfast in love and devotion I give spiritual wisdom, so that they may come to me. Out of compassion, I destroy the darkness of their ignorance. From within them I light the lamp of wisdom and dispel all darkness from their lives.



ARJUNA


You are Brahman supreme, the highest abode, the supreme purifier, the self-luminous, eternal spirit, first among the gods, unborn and infinite. The great sages and seers – Narada, Asita, Devala, and Vyasa too – have acclaimed you thus; now you have declared it to me yourself.


Now, O Krishna, I believe that everything you have told me is divine truth. O Lord, neither gods nor demons know your real nature. Indeed, you alone know yourself, O supreme spirit. You are the source of being and the master of every creature, God of gods, the Lord of the universe.


Tell me all your divine attributes, leaving nothing unsaid. Tell me of the glories with which you fill the cosmos. Krishna, you are a supreme master of yoga. Tell me how I should meditate to gain constant awareness of you. In what things and in what ways should I meditate on you? O Krishna, you who stir up people’s hearts, tell me in detail your attributes and your powers; I can never tire of hearing your immortal words






Wednesday, June 12, 2024

"What's The Government's Water doing In Your Taps... In Your Pool... In Your Glass? You Better Get It Out of There."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Soon... it's going to be all about The Water. Here is only one of the nasty little schemes that the Israeli-owned and operated United States government is up to.




They've been at this sort of thing for a long time. Decades ago... they glommed on to Colorado Rocky Mountain High and attracted The Liberal Mindset... to a former bastion of Conservatism. The next thing you knew... rainwater catchment was illegal. It's the government's water. It's not your water. Today The Government's Chemtrail Industry is telling you it's not your sky. It's the government's sky.


Boss Paul: “That ditch is Boss Kean's ditch. And I told him that dirt in it's your dirt. What's your dirt doin' in his ditch?”


Luke: “I don't know, Boss.”


Boss Paul: “You better get in there and get it out, boy.”



What's the government's water doing in your taps? What's it doing in your pool? What's it doing in your glass? You better get it out of there.


Of course, I use the word government euphemistically. The Government is a wholly owned subsidiary of the international bankers, who also own a piece of the action... in every area of business enterprises. World bankers knew that they needed an independent country... with sovereign rights... in order to get around criminal charges... given the way they do business... so they used a lot of historical fabrication... to orchestrate the theft of land... that already belonged to the indigenous folk who lived there, BUT... who had no ability to defend themselves against invasion. This is what happened over time

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Disappearing Palestine



So... Israel was born as a haven for bankers and other international gangsters. The evidence of this is clear. The facts of this are clear. There is no reason for me to itemize and illustrate it all again. It's prima facie. Anyone could see it happening because it took place, step-by-step before the eyes of The World, which... unfortunately for Palestine... were wholly focused on sporting contests and porn, which is another way to say; bread and circuses.


It's the same thing in Hollywood where... if you don't do what they say they will kill or ruin you.




No one has abused black people like The Usual Suspects. They owned the slave ships that brought them to America. Later on, they were the slumlords... who owned the pawn shops... who controlled the music business... Hollywood... yadda yadda... etc. When finally black people were about to get some parity, they jumped to the front of the line for control of the Civil Rights movement and created the NAACP... The SPLC, and a host of other operations for the (snicker) good of black people and they still control them today.


Michael Jackson caught on so they sent Shmuley the Leech after him. Then they killed him.




They got Kanye, and they're after Diddy. They are still wielding the slave master's whip. Thwack!!! So... they figured... as they could see that the black people were... by somewhat mysterious means... rising to a certain level culturally, basically cause the time had come, and... given that they consider them stupid... they thought they'd chain them up with Satanism and material gain, BUT... they are not all stupid... no more than any other people are.


COVID didn't seem to trouble members of The Tribe or The Chinese. You might want to look a little deeper into what these two demographics have in common.


Let's get back to The Water and who is behind this, the Climate Change Scam, and the land grab that is the war in Ukraine, where the same people want to steal the resources that they are presently stealing in The United States.


It's a simple matter. First, you set up honey-pots to trap the lawmakers. Then you blackmail them to do your bidding... or you bribe them. Then you get the laws you want that allow you to behave in a criminal fashion without fear of prosecution. You can't be accused of breaking the laws... if you are making the laws... unless you are really stupid or retarded, and... so it goes... step-by-step.


The land and water grab is on. It's the new gold rush, and it also grants the ability to force compliance on anyone who needs what land and water can provide; which is FOOD and shelter. So... they are also buying up all the houses... while pricing existing houses out of the reach of those seeking to own one. They want to put an end to private property. Who else is all about this? Why... it's the Communists, AND... who created and operated Communism???


Of course, where they miss the boat... is in their thinking that land and water are simple commodities... material assets... instead of material expressions of spiritual resources.


Everything on this planet... that we consider a natural resource, which... according to the principle established by Hermes The Thrice Greatest in his Emerald Tablet... about all that is manifest coming into being... through Adaptation of The Sun's power... into the myriad of forms and forces that we see and experience... is of spiritual origin, and... it all belongs to The First Principle, AKA... The Divine, AKA... God, AKA... The Ineffable.


He grants us, as emanations of his being... in his image... the rights to use these resources... in a fitting and appropriate manner. They are not to be denied to others... or taken from others, and then sold back to them... or held in escrow for favors-in-waiting... as representative of wealth... which is symbolically represented by money printed out of thin air.


In Times of Material Darkness... everything that is going on outside of the range of your sight, and more and more... these days... in your face... is about POWER being in the hands of a few... to the distress of the many. The single greatest representation of POWER is MONEY. Money gets you everything else and it certainly gets you POWER.


The sad truth is that the people with the most money have the least amount of native conscience, which... bit-by-bit... they killed out in themselves... so that they could operate unhindered... by moral constraints. An even sadder feature... in Times of Advanced Materialism... is that more and more people want to be like them, and so they do not object... en masse... to the outrages they commit on everyone else. These are monsters in human form. These are psychopaths in various stages of progression toward being transformed into a blind... black... dust.


If they continue in their ways, they will be made as if they had never existed. I recommend that everyone read this Vision of Hermes. There is a place where the question is asked whether a soul can die.





There is no shortage of water... not really. There is the managed perception of shortage. It is the same as the manufactured climate crisis. These are simply ways for the few to gain more POWER, and MONEY... more control over The Gameboard. The vicious infighting that takes place is a thing of wonder, BUT... you don't really get to see that.


The World is changing in a dramatic fashion. It is being changed in ways... that it has not been changed... in a very long time. Nothing and no one can withstand or hinder this. It is the outworking of a spiritual imperative. It is irresistible. What you see is the panic and agony of those who value POWER and MONEY above everything else, as they sense it slipping from their grasp... even as they possess more and more of it for a brief spell.


They are frantic to maintain the status quo by... any... means... necessary. So... you are going to see some things; are seeing some things, and you are especially seeing them shoot themselves in the foot over and over again... even though the full impact of their self-destructive efforts has not hit them yet. But it will. Oh... my friends... it will.


I want to tell you a little secret. It's not a secret to the people it is happening to. It's not a secret to those of us who can see it in operation, BUT... generally... for the moment... it's a secret.


These bankers and their enablers and hangers-on are thugs and gangsters without rival. There is nothing they will not do, and... more and more... very little that they cannot do; for... the... moment. So... next time you wonder why everyone in government... business... and Hollywood is so cooperative about all the disgusting lifestyles and perversities they support... keep in mind that they can reach out and touch any of them... with threats against their person... their family and friends... and so on and so forth. They can cause diseases, and they can cure them too.


Consider Lady Gaga with her Fibromyalgia. They can bring it on. They can make it go away. Celine Dion and so many others are kept in their lane. They can't just do this to anyone. These people have to be compromised spiritually first. They are powerless against those with real power, BUT... those on the game... as the British put it are the property of the pimp.


Why do so many of them have transgender children? Where do all those black eyes come from? Why have nearly all of them lost close friends or family members? There are torments going on behind the scenes and it can be turned up or turned down.


People have blinds over their eyes... samskaras. They are of varying degrees of opacity. Father forgive them for they know not what they do. This is a real thing. So... I keep in mind; there but for fortune goes I. I try to see past the surface revulsion I feel for some and look deeper into the truth that they are me at an earlier time. At different moments... I have been like every one of them. By Grace... The Self has been revealed in me, to me, and I can step away from the games of The Personality and its rap partner, The Separated Mind.


Until one is free of this possession... one must limp along as best they can. One has to be ever watchful because it can slip back up on you real quick... real quick. When buttons of attraction and repulsion are pushed... if you don't catch it, it catches you. I try to remind myself when I see something I don't like, done by someone I am disposed to not like already... that there is often more to the story than what I know about, and I come to understand that Compassion is a truly priceless possession.



As Lao Tzu said; compassion is a weapon from the sky against being dead.




End Transmission.......



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Continuing with Chapter 8
(Eternal Godhead) from the Bhagavad Gita



“Those who understand the cosmic laws know that the Day of Brahma ends after a thousand yugas and the Night of Brahma ends after a thousand yugas. When the day of Brahma dawns, forms are brought forth from the Unmanifest; when the night of Brahma comes, these forms merge in the Formless again. This multitude of beings is created and destroyed again and again in the succeeding days and nights of Brahma.


But beyond this formless state, there is another, unmanifested reality, which is eternal and is not dissolved when the cosmos is destroyed. Those who realize life’s supreme goal know that I am unmanifested and unchanging. Having come home to me, they never return to separate existence.


This supreme Lord who pervades all existence, the true Self of all creatures, may be realized through undivided love. There are two paths, Arjuna, which the soul may follow at the time of death. One leads to rebirth and the other to liberation


The six months of the northern path of the sun, the path of light, of fire, of day, of the bright fortnight, leads knowers of Brahman to the supreme goal. The six months of the southern path of the sun, the path of smoke, of night, of the dark fortnight, leads other souls to the light of the moon and to rebirth.


These two paths, the light and the dark, are said to be eternal, leading some to liberation and others to rebirth. Once you have known these two paths, Arjuna, you can never be deluded again. Attain this knowledge through perseverance in yoga. There is merit in studying the scriptures, in selfless service, austerity, and giving, but the practice of meditation carries you beyond all these to the supreme abode of the highest Lord.”






Friday, June 07, 2024

"From The Banks that Finance The Wars. Where they get Very Rich, and You get Very Dead... They are Laughing at You."

God Poet Transmitting.......


They are laughing at you. Through everything they do... they are laughing at you. Now we have the ♫ one-ton tomater. I got a one-ton tomater ♫ Mzzzzzzz (I hope I got the size right.) Alabama has been unveiled, and I believe I can feel the earth move under her feet, and... lots of crockery on the shelf is going to come a tumbling down... no doubt the shelf itself, and possibly the walls... will follow after soon enough.


♫ There she is... in panorama view ♫, AND... they're laughing at you.



That's not the real Ms. Alabama however, but they want you not to know what to think; what with the latest tranny winner in the Ms America farce in Maryland. They do what they do and they're laughing at you.



When porn hits the internet like a snowstorm in Montana... they're laughing at you. When children in kindergarten are programmed by Randi Weingarten... they are laughing at you. Beneath... ♫ the rocket's red glare... Palestinians bursting in air... gives proof in the night... that they don't... fucking... care ♫ And... they are laughing at you.


When they start talking about The Heat Dome... they are laughing at you. When Merrick Garland weaponizes The Justice Department against anyone... anywhere... that gets in their way... they are laughing at you. When Marrano inquisitor Mayorkas... enforcement vizier... of the dual-national center for Israeli control of The United States... over at Homeland Insecurity... in broad daylight... or any other time he feels like... ushers the barbarians through the gate to sack the cities... they are laughing at you.


When every media outlet is owned and controlled by them... they are laughing at you. When transsexualism is the high water mark... that children shoot for... to get The Pity Pot Award for living their own truth, after The Truth went into hiding... to marshal her forces for The Final Reunion Tour... they are laughing at you. When they run the banks... that finance the wars... through which... they get very rich, and... you get very dead... they are laughing at you.


When the Diversity... which is the philosophical arm of Perversity... leads to manufactured strife and discord between the races... they are laughing at you. When Satanism becomes the state religion of Hollywood, and the push is on for national acceptance... they are laughing at you.


When they killed tens of millions of people in The Bolshevik Revolution and then faked a holocaust against themselves... to cover their tracks, and make them appear to be the victims... of all the things they initiated... they are laughing at you!


When you go to Wikipedia... or almost anywhere on the internet... to get facts and figures ...they have created... to support their version of history... they are laughing at you.


When you ask them what happened to The Armenians... or what was going on with the Holomodor... they laugh at you and point to someone else. When you ask about the potato famine... they show you this.




Anything that anyone says about anything... causes tremors to go off in The Infernal Kingdom... which then surfaces as a rumor... that ignites another rumor... that calls up every member of its extended family, and... before you know it... every version of everything... that never happened... has been lawyered-up, and... everything that did happen... never happened, and... they are laughing at you.


When the food you eat becomes more toxic than the waste products it generates... they laugh at you. When they charge you a kosher tax... just because they can... they are mocking you, and then laughing at you. When you turn around and they own everything, and you own nothing... except the debt that permits you to remain... for a time... living in a place that does not belong to you... they are laughing at you.


When they buy off or compromise the politicians... who make the laws... that keep you from doing anything about them... they are laughing at you.


When your skies are filled with Chemtrails that they tell you do not exist... they are laughing at you. When your water supplies... are poisoned by the toxic pharmaceuticals... they create and sell to you... to mask the symptoms of maladies that they visited upon you... through the relentless promotions of bad lifestyles... they are laughing at you.


When they take control of the weather from the government they control... to make war on The Sun... which is laughing at them... they are still laughing at you.


When everything you watch and listen to... to distract you from what they are doing to you... that they generate to confuse... befuddle... and mesmerize you... they are laughing at you.


They have been laughing at you for a very long time because... the basic principles that The World exists upon... can be reversed... for the profit of those doing so... if... they can get you to buy into it. When you turn away from them... it dims their lights, and their power supply is no longer what it was... because they feed on you for their very existence.


These things happen because they are allowed to happen... under the guidance of one far... far wiser than you and I. You are given a suit of clothes that makes you visible here... on this plane... in the bandwidth of the senses.


It is here... on this level of being... in a world of endless change... in a dance of opposites... where duality gives the impression that appearances are real... and where the laws activated... by the force of your wanting... imprison you in a force field... that is fed and created... by the never-ending results of cause and effect; put into play by the force of your wanting. This is sometimes called... a vicious cycle.


It is a simple matter for anyone smart enough... to manipulate your thought processes and emotions... in order for them to laugh at you. They got to be the way they are... the same way you got to be the way you are, and that is by promising The Lords of Karma... that they would abide by the promise of Ticklish Onan... to make The World a better place, and so... they got born as members of The Tribe, and given the keys to the candy store of material existence.


On the other hand... you promised to make yourself a better person. Most of you... from either side of the matter... those promising to shape The World... which was never in their hands, and your promise to shape yourself... which was never in your hands... led to one of you preying upon the other, and then laughing at you about it.


This has been going on for a very long time. Every now and then... in one place or another... the majority of those being preyed upon... reacts in a severe fashion... punishing those who had been working them over by every means available... or sending them packing so that they could pull their shit somewhere else... until the natives grew tired of them there too.


Eventually, they were able to shuck and jive The World into letting them have an ancestral homeland they claimed to have originated from, but... modern science has indisputably proven they have no connection to the place at all.


They managed to wheedle the deal... by relying on the same fabricated event... they used to protect them from having caused... a remarkably sustained blood bath in Russia, and her provinces. It was similar... but not on the same scale... as what they are doing to The Palestinians... who do... in fact... originate in the land where they were living.


Once they got this homeland... they became a sovereign nation. This allowed them to legitimize their criminal enterprises. They might as well be flying The Jolly Roger... as to be flying a flag emblazoned on a symbol they ACQUIRED... which represents the interactive relationship of God and Man. They APPROPRIATED this symbol from The Egyptian Tradition of Hermes Trismegistus.




The verbal... written... exposition of this symbol is; As Above... So Below. Most of what they got their hands on and then claimed ownership of... from The Kabbalah to the language they use to write and speak in... came from previous civilizations, and... especially The Chaldean Flame Alphabet.


They have this talent for taking things from other people and then establishing ownership through certain forms of razzle-dazzle. If anyone questions any of it, they scream and shout... and pull their hair, and then... they laugh at you.


Well... my friends... every now and again... Heaven gets tired of their horseshit... and the enforcement arm of The Moirai is loosed upon The World, and they see to it that everyone gets the rewards and punishments they are deserving of. What sets the stage for this is... a time of apocalypse... in association with an awakening, which breaks the spell of the dream web that humanity had been cruising along under. Perhaps you have tumbled to the fact that... that time... is Now.


They are still laughing at you, but now it is nervous laughter... as much as it may be the scornful laughter... they usually couch in one Talmudic insult... or another, and... when you look at the range of time over which The Talmud was created... you realize they've been at it, and laughing at you... for a really long time.


The Winds of Change are ALWAYS... of cosmic inspiration, and... the laughter of God is capable of making the mountains shake, and... causing stars to fall from the sky. Everything has to be in order... for the conditions necessary... to set everything back into order, and laughter always... eventually... at some point... turns to tears.



We are coming to that window in time very soon... when God appears in human form, and... that generation of The Children of God are born... to dance upon the high places of The World in freedom and joy.




End Transmission.......



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