Thursday, March 27, 2025

"It’s Comforting. It’s Familiar. It’s Yadda Yadda; Reliable… Consistent… Dependably Itself... Like a Hitch in Your Giddy-Up."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Today... I spent half an hour going through the yadda yadda at the usual sites. I was distressed to find that it was all still yadda yadda.There was nothing new. Most of it was yadda yadda, which I had seen before. Some of it was from back in the day when yadda yadda was young, BUT... yadda yadda has never been young. Yadda yadda is almost as old and timeless as the nameless state that existed before there was yadda yadda or anything else. However... yadda yadda came soon enough... along with everything else and it is still here.


Yadda yadda is one of the things that gives uniformity and predictability to existence. I think of it sometimes as Old People’s Friend because even though yadda yadda is always changing into a new iteration of yadda yadda, it is still the same comfortable... lived-in yadda yadda... that people of previous generations came to depend on. It’s just in a new wrapper. Sometimes they give it a different name, BUT... if you dig below the surface, and even all the way to the center, it’s still yadda yadda; Yadda Yadda is a name you can trust. Get Yadda Yadda! No home should be without Yadda Yadda. Yadda Yadda, the old people’s friend.


It’s comforting. It’s familiar. It’s Yadda Yadda; reliable... consistent... dependably itself... like a hitch in your giddy-up to remind you that you are alive... sort of. But... for all its folksy... down home charm, Yadda Yadda is big business. It’s Nationwide! It’s international! It’s a global enterprise. Yadda Yadda is what plants crave!!! (Idiocracy reference)


Without Yadda Yadda, our culture could not function as it presently functions. Yadda Yadda goes in and out of fashion all the time. It’s the most Zen thing I know. It is and it isn’t... all the time... at the same time. Old Yadda Yadda is no longer relevant. New Yadda Yadda is cutting edge. A lot of people have problems when Yadda Yadda changes from Yadda Yadda into Yadda Yadda. New and improved Yadda Yadda is just... well... it’s just better. Still... the transitionary phase from Yadda Yadda can be difficult for some people to process. Here is an example of what can happen to you when the Yadda Yadda you trusted and believed was real turns out not to have been a real Yadda Yadda.




Did I mention that Yadda Yadda was the old person’s friend? Sometimes, it can be an old person’s friend and a young person’s enemy at the same time.




This example also proves that Yadda Yadda can make you really stupid so that even when someone is talking about apples and oranges to you, you can forget what apples and oranges are. It might be embarrassing if you were not completely clueless. Fortunately... in a really weird kind of a way... you are clueless, and soon... you will be Yadda Yadda.


That is the penultimate nadir of all possibilities! It happens when the Yadda Yadda you have been watching... and listening to for your whole life... turns you into Yadda Yadda, AND... everywhere you go... You are now looking in the mirror; as if you hadn’t been doing it already since, like... well, since like... forever. It’s so fun to think about... for as long as that capacity remains for you. It won’t be long now (♫ yeah... yeah... yeah, it won’t be long till... something... something ♫)


As you may have expected, there is high-end Yadda Yadda and pedestrian Yadda Yadda. It’s still Yadda Yadda, but one says you are concerned about the Yadda Yadda you are associated with, and the other says that you don’t really give a fuck. The worst case scenario is when you don’t know the difference between high-end and pedestrian Yadda Yadda. That’s when people start to talk about you while you are still in the room. Fortunately... once again... you are clueless.


There may have been times when being clueless meant you might be alone more than you liked or... more definitely... not around for as long as you might like, BUT... now? There are countless millions just like you. You don’t have to feel alone anymore; a shared mediocrity is the new and enduring Yadda Yadda... until something happens and... something is going to happen... because the one who set it all in place is taking steps to set the general and basic Yadda Yadda back in order. You see... when Yadda Yadda becomes singularly pervasive... it becomes increasingly more and more difficult to tell if life is out of balance or... if that’s just more Yadda Yadda. Sometimes... someone has to help the people who just can’t help themselves.


Yadda Yadda... don’t leave home without it.


Yadda Yadda doesn’t care... not really. Yadda Yadda doesn’t care if you like it or not. Yadda Yadda is just as happy being your friend as it is being your enemy. The thing is... at a certain point... which doesn’t take that long to get to... no matter what direction you are going in, you can’t tell the difference, and neither can the Yadda Yadda. So... it’s at a point like this where you can say, it’s all gud, even if it’s not all good, cause you can’t tell the difference about that either. You see what I mean? Maybe you do, and maybe you don’t.


Yadda Yadda is kinda like The Golden Mean when you don’t mean it. It’s a pathology that might not be a pathology. It might be something else too... and it affects The Will... the heart and mind... the weather... and even the shape of your behind; not to mention the mindset of whoever may be watching it after you have passed by.


It’s times like this... when you are sitting on the old folk’s porch in your mind... and you turn to whoever isn’t there anymore and you say, “whatever happened to Yadda Yadda?” You might counter by asking, “Who’s on first and what’s on second?” That might be really funny if either of you got the implications, BUT... since there’s only one of you sitting on that porch in the first place, it’s kinda moot. Isn’t it?


Well... It’s no secret that Yadda Yadda runs most people’s lives. Many people rebel against the very idea of that at first, but... they usually settle in right smartly... after the first skirmish or two tires them out enough to become compliant.


All of this... and much more... ran through my mind today, while I was tripping the heavy mundane through The Yadda Yadda, as opposed to the light fantastic. There’s not much that is light or fantastic about The Yadda Yadda these days... unless you consider being light in the ass OR it’s fantastic that you stopped by and now it is even more fantastic that you are leaving. When life gets to be like that, you are probably getting down to your last Yadda Yadda.


So... there was an ominous atmosphere that crept into my thoughts while I was considering the texture and composition of today’s Yadda Yadda. The sense of deja-vu was continuous, and when you get an uninterrupted sense of deja-vu... while deep into The Yadda Yadda... you should know that bad people are... probably... about to do something bad. Of course, bad people are always at some point of planning on... or doing... something bad. It’s in their nature, but... there are degrees of something bad... just as there are degrees of Yadda Yadda, AND... when the idea of bad people planning something bad seems to you to be only so much Yadda Yadda, well, it might be time to call in a professional. I have no idea what that means.


One of The Readers sent in this article yesterday.




If you are somewhat familiar with the science, you will get all kinds of insight about the up-and-coming next versions of Yadda Yadda, as seen through the filter of stars and planets... dancing in the universe... and trying to dance in you. Most of our problems... individually and collectively... have to do with our inability to be in harmonious accord with the invisible part that moves the visible parts. As we continue through life and from life to life, we are supposed to get better at this, BUT... given the electromagnetic nature of Material Culture... many of us become resistant to that which... can and does... affect our relationship with Material Culture.


I got a lot out of the article without knowing any more afterward than I did going in. If it makes your eyes glaze over, just sidestep the commentary and find your way back into the Yadda Yadda.


It is a given or... it should be a given... that really big and sweeping changes are about to come down on everyone here and hereabouts. Some of us will be able to dance with the conditions that these changes bring into play, and many of us will be at some degree of difficulty with the force of change... because most people are resistant to change, which... is not a good thing because Change is a constant in The Manifest Realm, so... you will be discommoded whether you want to be or not. It’s best to already be in the mindset of adjusting to what’s coming.


I know we’ve been talking about big changes for a long time here. Time is different in the cosmic sense than in the personal sense. It’s different in primitive and civilized cultures. It’s different in prison than it is in a day at the beach, and it is very different if desire is hounding you about something or... You are on top of that sort of thing...instead of it being on top of you.


Regardless... if you are watching Trends and Patterns... and you see the incremental intensification in polarization... that is presently occurring in the culture wars. If you are watching the relentless press of the Khazarian Mafia over the issue of Ukraine... the genocide in Gaza, and the fallout present and coming in the Trump against The Deep State thing, you... should... know... that it won’t be long now (♫ yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah... it won’t be long ♫)


Not everything starts out as Yadda Yadda, and not everything turns into Yadda Yadda, but one thing seldom changes, and that is that most people... most of the time... are into the Yadda Yadda... because it pretty much frames and composes their existence. So... when the cosmos starts messing with the Yadda Yadda, well... that’s something to think about and maybe start adjusting to... ahead of time, and...



...one last thing.


(it has proved impossible to insert one last thing today. I tried half a dozen links and nothing will go.)





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Monday, March 24, 2025

"Searching for God got in The Way... of Living The Dream... of Chasing The Dream because in The End, It was Only a Dream."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Spring has sprung... God’s in his Heaven and all’s not right with The World or... maybe that’s a time-capture POV. We are in a period of transition, so... there is a lot going on... on the other side of the window... as we move on up the road. It’s all Trends and Patterns... curling up and down between the seen and the unseen. It has always amazed me how people can be so certain they are right... when they never see more than half of what is going on, at... any... given... moment. Sure... it’s all algorithms, but don’t they call it theory for a good reason?


I never realized how many people were on the government tit. I’ve had reasons for that recourse a time or two, but I never got more than the bare minimum, which is all I get now. People were making out like gangbusters and doing little to nothing at all.


I never had a regular job for more than a year or two... now and then. Oh! I was always working but in a freelance capacity. I was living a dream of being in pursuit of The Dream and it never got there because it was only a dream, and I let the search for God get in the way of everything else, except for when everything else was getting in the way of the search for God. Suffice to say that if it were not for The Divine, I would be in a Charlie Dickens novel still.


I remember that cartoon about the grasshopper and the ant; I think it was a grasshopper and an ant. The ant was full-on industrious and kept telling the grasshopper he should make hay while The Sun was up and the grasshopper always had some excuse for living in the moment. It’s been a very long time since I’ve seen that cartoon but I have never forgotten it. I was a lot like the grasshopper but only because what I was chasing was immaterial.


I never bought a house or land. I didn’t even have a driver’s license until I was 35 years old. I either walked or hitchhiked. I lived in a tipi for years. Nature and I were kindred spirits. That would probably have been fine in former times, BUT... these past decades have been all about material things, and if you didn’t have some eggs in your basket, you probably weren’t going to eat breakfast, though I never ate breakfast anyway.


If you make it a point to look for God in Times of Material Darkness, you are... very likely... going to run into problems. Sometimes I will look back in wonderment as I say to myself; I can’t believe I survived all that. Now, I am living proof that you can live with nothing and still accumulate a lot of... stuff. In the end... if you find God... nothing you experienced... in the process of discovery... mattered a wit, and you would have gladly gone through so much more for it to happen because it INSTANTLY washes away everything else. Meanwhile; "if you don't look for God in the springtime of your life, he won't be there in the winter."


There are millions of people living on the street because they ran out of couches to surf... got waylaid by drink or drugs... or lost their minds; that’s a bad one when you lose your mind, cause... with all the other reasons and excuses, you can always wind up back in your right mind, BUT... if you lose it, where are you going to look for it?


They want you to think that a lot of people fell on hard times when the economy tanked, but... it really came about when corporations took over the rental market and a whole sector of society could not afford to have an inside life. I don’t think it is a coincidence that there were suddenly all those billionaires... juxtaposed with poor people who have nowhere to go. If one end of the culture is sucking in the life force... there has to be somewhere they are sucking it in from. I‘m sure there are algorithms for that too.


It seems like a large part of the problem is the people who work the middle between the haves and the have-nots. They are usually lawyers and accountants and they get paid according to however much they can squeeze from all available locations. They call them bean counters and there are only so many beans. Their excuse is always that they work for the stockholders. They are just looking out for other people’s interests and... if they didn’t, they would be out of a job too. It’s a cold world when you reduce it all to numbers in a ledger, especially if you live somewhere like New Yawk City... where the weak are killed and eaten.


Regardless of the excuses given by the people doing The Necessary Work, I don’t think anyone can say that the world is not extremely out of balance BECAUSE... Lady Nature sees to it that there is enough for everyone. In fact... she makes sure there is more than enough for everyone, AND... when there isn’t enough for everyone it is USUALLY because certain people are grabbing more than their share from the common weal. (you might have to look that up. It hasn’t been in the common parlance for a long time now.)


Maybe there have been cabals of socio-psychopaths since the onset, BUT... the various arts from other periods of time speak to a more inspired consciousness than we see these days. I don’t remember... outside of the brutality of war... any time when a small number of deranged individuals were trying to kill off the rest of us. I don’t remember the food and water being deliberately poisoned for no clear reason, and then there is the disparity between the castes. I know of people who have a whole drawer of a dresser that is filled with millions of dollars worth of watches. I don’t even have a watch or want one.


I am getting a real insight into human nature these days and I am seeing entirely new pathologies that are developing in certain segments of society. I don’t remember ever seeing women like Miley Cyrus... Paris Jackson... Ariana Grande and... well, there’s a bunch of them... whose bodies are graffiti walls for jailhouse tattoos. These are ladies with high incomes who deliberately cheapen their appearance for... what? Degradation and Humiliation are only some of the costs of fame. Another serious misfortune is the people you have to hang out with. EVERYTHING... except for an enduring relationship with The Divine has a downside. Some people feel compelled to try just about everything before they are willing to stop feeding The Separated Self.


What I am getting around to here is that when Nature goes out of balance... I mean, REALLY out of balance, the female aspect is the first polarity to forget who they are and have to spend all their time trying to create a persona that keeps melting on them. Then... along come all these men who want to be women because of something their mother did to them in the early years; you see the connection? Obviously... the human hormonal balance is getting DELIBERATELY messed with.


Anyone capable of an objective perspective should be able to see that humanity is directly engaged in trying to destroy itself, AND... they are getting plenty of help from crazy rich people who want fewer people around. I wouldn’t try too hard to figure out why they are the way they are. They’re crazy. That should suffice for an explanation.


So... now for the $128,000 question; (I adjusted for inflation) what is going to happen? Let’s look at the options. There is plague (we’ve seen some of that and also the cure being worse than the disease)... there is war... there are both natural catastrophes and engineered unnatural catastrophes. On a positive note, there are the next stages of the spiritual awakening already in progress. There is the sudden appearance of world-changing tech and there is the possibility of aliens showing up, though... I suspect they have been here all along, and some of us are aliens from other locations who have forgotten where we came from, and then... there is the big one, which is The Coming of The Avatar, and that’s the most certain of any of them because there is plenty of historical provenance for that.


The imbalance has gotten absurd. Not only are our betters living it up in high style at the expense of everyone else, BUT... they are trying to kill us and/or reduce us to terrible extremity. Then there are the genocidal maniacs who are demonstrating their psychopathy for all The World to see. Obviously, something has to be done about them, and... something will be done about them. I feel certain of this, BUT... how is it all going to take place? I think it will be a combination of all of these various possibilities. It will depend on where you are and it will depend on who you are, AND... what you are doing.


I tend to think that some superior feature is going to appear in The Human Mind at a wide... wide reach and judgment will happen within each separated mind, and each ambulatory slot-car will then continue on to its destination, either seeing it for what it is or... seeing it as something it is not... kinda like the way something sticky and sweet can drawn you in and it turns out to be a glueboard. I think we are going to see a ubiquitous coming to Jesus or Satan moment, which... as I said... will happen in each human consciousness. I have long believed that The Avatar is going to show up in The Hearts of Humanity, AND... be as much (if not more) a presence there as in any individual appearance. There is also the possibility of The Avatar coming in 7 variations and applying to the 7 rays that compose the entire spectrum of human expression.


It can’t be too much longer because The Bad Guys keep getting worse. As an example we have Bill Gates financing an effort that involves thousands of planes spewing some kind of reflective or anti-reflective matter; it’s sort of vague at this point, and which stays up in the atmosphere and blocks The Sun’s rays. Why there has not been a joint effort of governments to shut him, and Sore-ass and the rest of them down, I... don’t... know. There is a great curiosity going on behind The Curtain... which is hidden from the rest of us, and...



...one last thing.






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Wednesday, March 19, 2025

"Did The Boys from The Federal Reserve Read You The Riot Act? The Federal Reserve is The Graveyard of Presidents."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Well done, Mr President... I would weep but I have no tears left. I’m all cried out, Orange Man. I expect to see you dancing... any day now... like those air puppets in the manufactured wind... outside the discount tire stores; just another bloviating... soulless holiday float... a vacuous emptiness with dead eyes... Hell is waiting and you’re glad to go, given that it looks like what it isn’t. Anything is better than this, eh? What have they got on you, Mr. President? It has to be pretty bad.


Did you green-light this latest offense against the terrified and defenseless? I hear you gave Satanyahu the go-ahead. Say it ain’t so. Please... God. You had such an opportunity, Mr. President. You could have changed The World. You could have set a standard for the ages. You could have achieved the impossible in bringing honesty and transparency to government, BUT... you have done nothing but tarnish a legacy that will never come to pass.


Is this true Mr. President?




When you can get a clueless whore like Piers Morgan to be shocked... that’s a real win. Piers has less courage and conviction than Jordan Peterson and that is saying something.


I close my eyes and I see you knelling before The Glory-hole of Evil... for reasons as yet unknown. What will you say to your son, Mr. President? What will you say to your wife? Are they simply battery-operated animatrons, so... no problem there? Is it a Stepford Family for a Stepford World? Did they arrive shrink-wrapped from Amazon? Did they land by drone on the lawn of The White House?


They have a Mar-a-Lago in Hell, Mr. President. That’s the place where you lose every round to your political opponents and once the sulfurous sun sets... you’re off to the penitentiary level to be the jailhouse bitch of everyone who hated you so much they sent themselves to Hell just for the opportunity to get even with you.


I prayed for you, Mr. President. You were the hope of the nation, a nation that had labored under bad leaders for decades. You were going to drain the swamp. Instead... you wind up doing the backstroke there. You’re right at home with the reptiles who dwell in the swamp.


You are bombing women and children, Mr. President. You are burning them alive. They are burnt offerings from The Synagogue of Satan... in honor of the one who eats children.


I knew there was something wrong with you. I watched you closely the first time around. I saw all the things you didn’t do. I heard your promises, and you sounded like the kind of megalomanic carnival barker who mesmerized the people too stupid to think. In the end... Hope is an ugly thing. Pandora should have chased it out of the box to begin with. I expect your tell-all-all book to sell by the millions. What’s it called? Cliff-Notes for The Damned? Good title. I was hoping it would be, Chicken Soup for The Usual Suspects, But... ah... what the fuck difference does it make?


I can’t come up with suitable outrage, Mr. President. I can’t muster enough anger. I’ve got plenty of regret and disappointment, BUT... somehow it isn’t enough. I need the emotions of a God to rise to the necessity of the moment. No human heart could channel the force of what is needed here. It would shatter like cheap china... pretty much like all those hearts that are going to lie in pieces... in the wake of your passage. You dishonored the nation, Mr. President. You are the ringmaster in The Circus of Death where they shoot Palestinians in a barrel.


Israel is starving them too now... and ambushing the aid trucks. They have bombed every hospital in GAZA. They blow up the ambulances. They kidnap and torture the doctors. They shoot the press right through the great big PRESS letters on their jackets.


Mr. President? You have used the might of the most powerful nation on Earth to genocide the weakest and most defenseless people on the planet... at the behest of invaders who stole their country and never had any right to be there in the first place, and who are killing these people so that they can steal their heritage and identity and pretend to be them.


God is watching, Mr. President. God is watching! You have turned your supporters... the majority of Americans... into accessories before and after the fact. As mentally ill as most liberal progressives demonstrate themselves to be, they are right about what is going on in Palestine.


For thousands of years, these people have lived in their homeland of Palestine. Eighty years ago an invading force occupied their land... poisoned their wells... drove hundreds of thousands out of the country, and then created the largest open-air prison camp in The World for the ones who wouldn’t leave.


They can’t shake the memory of the glorious gulags. They want another Right of Return... for everyone who gets in their way. These invaders have not a single drop of Semitic DNA, and... with the greatest irony... they accuse everyone who opposes them of Antisemitism, AND... THEY... ARE... NOT... EVEN... SEMITIC!


I do not have space here to detail the crimes of these people against the rest of humanity. History teaches that they have been expelled from over a hundred countries. Cursory investigation shows that the reasons for being expelled were the same in the majority of cases. They have caused the biggest mass murders in human history; in Russia... Armenia... and The Holomodor in Ukraine, which is where they originally came from. Now they are exterminating the Palestinians in their homeland. Have you heard Itamar Ben Gvir, Mr. President? Have you seen what your permission slip to Israel has resulted in?




Do you hear the screaming of the dead children when you sleep, Mr. President? You are the enabler of a nation of sexually twisted Hannibal Lecter clones. See here page... after page... after search engine page... about what a haven Israel is for the most despicable criminals on Earth. You can read for days about it, and much of it in their own press.


It is understood, Mr. President, that the agents of corruption... who serve the great corrupter; the Father of Lies... are permitted great latitude in Times of Material Darkness, and so... they have been operating with impunity... without conscience or restraint. HOWEVER... this is ALL for The Purpose of Demonstration... as a prelude to The Summing Up. The Time of Judgment is coming and no man or nation can delay it for an hour or a day. It is an inexorable conclusion to The Will of God through the medium of God’s Law, Mr. President.


Are you a willing collaborator or are you as deluded about this as you are about your singular importance in this world? You really believe you are someone and something that you are not. You are in the position to be someone great and noble, BUT... your complicity in the mass murder of children precludes the possibility that you will ever be great or noble. Alexander and many other powerful personalities on The World’s Stage... have learned the same lesson again and again. It is some kind of destiny that attends everyone whose reach exceeds their grasp. You are just the latest iteration of Napoleon... on the way to Waterloo or... Elba or... The Courtroom of The Lord of Death.


Have they told you how expendable you are if you depart from the deals you agreed to? Did the boys from The Federal Reserve read you The Riot Act? The Federal Reserve is The Graveyard of Presidents.


Mr. President, I mentioned a few days ago that if The Butchers of Palestine returned again to their killing ways that this time... this time... it would be that bridge too far. Those being driven mad are being sorted and routed for destruction. Times have changed. One can no longer kill and torture with impunity. A new influence has come upon The World. Its greatest weapon is its presence in every human mind. Here it is that one is made sane or crazy through contact with the unassailable Will of God.


You are either on The Rim or near The Spindle. Destiny inhabits every inch of the spinning disk. I can only hope you are leading the psychopaths to their ruin, BUT... if that is true, you had better watch the hands of the clock because the hour is late and soon The Darkness will lose its power to mislead and enslave humanity, and then? Then those who have been leading humanity into darkness will find that The Darkness has closed over and around them and that they did... indeed... abandon all hope when they entered in there.


Mr. President, I prayed again this morning that you might experience an epiphany on your own personal Road to Damascus. May God mercifully hit you with a thunderbolt upon your brow. May it trigger a sympathetic incident in your heart and awaken you to the certain and assured costs of your imperious disregard for the humanity of The Palestinian People. Every thought... word... and deed comes at a price, and...



...one last thing.






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Friday, March 14, 2025

"Many Pointless Wars have been Fought in The Name of The Prince of Peace. This Is Just One of Life’s Terrible Ironies."

God Poet Transmitting.......


I am going to again recommend The Door of Everything which you can download or read online by clicking the link.




There are only 48 pages in the online version here. It is a pretty quick read and... if you are at all spiritually inclined... you will never forget having read this book and will... likely... read it many times. I had already read it many times and yet... this last time really rang the bell for me. You cannot fail to improve your life if you read this book. I will try to have it permanently linked here on the blogs.


Now... where was I? Actually... I wasn’t anywhere yet. We have all this virgin... virtual parchment before us and anything could be written here. Sometimes, when I wander the internet, I will look to see how often The Divine is mentioned in conversation, especially when it is mentioned in a non-religious context. Here... we have the single most important feature of existence... that also turns out to be the least mentioned feature of existence. It’s all stuff and more stuff... with a lot of contention between talking points... because The World is deeply polarized these days.


The most positive forces... that are presently working on the human psyche... is the tag team of Mr. Apocalypse and Lady Awakening. They are matched up against Mammon and The Dark Lord of Distraction. There is more than one dark lord and lady fighting for your attention. Both The Light and The Darkness are consciously... and intentionally... fighting for your attention. At the negative pole, they are fighting to divide and splinter your mind in order to militate against the possibility of concentration. They are forces of dilution AND pollution, and there are other agencies working to lure your attention away from The Higher Mind.


The Door of Everything is a portal into The Higher Mind and it discusses various elements of The Higher Mind with the intention of awakening you to their presence within you. This book is only one of many that work to make you aware of what you don’t usually see and hear in this world. There are many other texts like The Impersonal Life that work within the construct of The Christ Mind, and the writings of Mabel Collins who wrote The Light on The Path.


I don’t have a particular or specific preference when it comes to religious perspectives. I do not care for religion. Religion is for people still learning to walk and ride a bike spiritually. The information is there if... you can find it within all the other noise that surrounds it. If you can tell the difference... that is even better. However... the source of ALL wisdom is within you. You simply have to still The Mind to access it.


Religions have been responsible for a lot of great art, which has the capacity to inspire and uplift the mind out of pedestrian thoroughfares. It is also responsible for many serial cruelties visited upon humanity. There have been so many pointless wars fought in the name of The Prince of Peace. This is just one of Life’s Terrible Ironies. Religion provides a comfort zone for people to fall asleep in.


Many... many centuries ago... Religion had an entirely different mask that it wore. This mask provided for a greater amount of light to shine through it. People lived in communities where Unity was present because The Spirit of Brotherhood was present. Over time they all became cash register religions. Religions came to exist in an atmosphere of; business as usual. This is a common and regular happening that repeats itself over... and over... and over again until it all collapses into nonsense... disorder... superstition and complexity.


Every time this happens, God sends an emissary down to The Material Plane to dispense a particular portion of Ageless Wisdom... which is tailored to the meaning and intent... of the specific age he appears in. The Age of Pisces was The Age of Sacrifice. The Age of Aquarius is The Age of Brotherhood. We have just come out of the cusp period between two ages, and that usually lasts around 200 years.


Presently we are seeing the alarming specter of Satanic organizations like The WEF... numerous NGOs... as well as a planet-wide loss of a moral compass... material corruption of every kind possible, and... a general losing of the way. People do not know where they are going and an alarming number do not care. Nihilism and Possession can be seen everywhere. Random acts of violence and indifference are the order of the day. Most especially, The Dark Side is focused on perverting childhood... thereby causing entire generations to be lost.


I don’t want to spend too much time dwelling on The Negative side of transitory existence. It’s all passing and this is a phase. If we don’t learn certain things, we won’t have any protections against them in the future. Rites of passage USUALLY involve some amount of suffering... mostly because people operate in various states of ignorance concerning the shortcomings and drawbacks of attachment.


What I find particularly worrying is that The Awakening seems to be having no impact on a large percentage of the population. As a result, these people are suiciding themselves through bad lifestyles... unbridled appetites... and pedestrian entertainment. A large portion of humanity is gravitating toward The Rim. These are the people who mindlessly allowed themselves and their progeny to be inoculated with The Killer Vaccines. These same people are eating foods that are guaranteed to destroy their health and make whatever life remains to them a protracted misery.


Because of this thing called Woke... larger numbers of the public are being seduced into mindsets based on ephemeral delusions. Creatures of a poisoned mist are dancing in their minds and gradually leading those... so captivated... into darkness and ruin. Woke is to Awakened as senility is to regenerated innocence, AND many poisons that are presently being released into the atmosphere, and included in foodstuffs... are causing an epidemic of early-onset Alzheimers. We have a health crisis of monumental proportions and it is all being caused by agents of The Dark Side... in search of a reduced population, and... here I am still talking about The Negative Side of transitory existence.


I find that I have to take quite a few steps back in my mind... back to where I can embrace a detached and panoramic perspective... so that I can see the bigger picture. There have been plenty of die-offs in the past. There have been plagues and disasters... at one time or another... that wiped out existence in terms of the people who were there. These things seem to happen here because... Here... is a way station. Here is a place where one demonstrates... through their actions... the character and climate of their next destination, and... three dynamics are ALWAYS in play. There is an upward curling spiral. There is a downward curling spiral, and there is a looping circular route along which people keep coming back to the place they started from, AND... they have their reasons for this.


It is true that a significant portion are woefully ignorant of much beyond the state of; I want that! This is the mindset that materialism causes and it reflexively leads to a dumbed-down state of being. Stupidity is always digging a bigger hole to fall deeper into. A climate of pervasive Stupidity is one of The Dark Side’s greatest assets.


Everything I have mentioned so far is an aspect of the visible side of existence, and... if that was all we had... we would truly be screwed. It is not all that we have, but... when your mind and your senses are caught up in the dance of externals, you are easily persuaded into believing that is all that there is. The Baphomet holds up his right hand in a mudra that indicates; what you see is all there is. His left hand is holding the torch of ignorance which ignites the lower passions. You either climb out of that sway or you die... to try... another day. The moment you are in... is the most important and only moment you ever have.


God is a reality and he is never more present than in those times when he is most entirely concealed... under a cloud of material noise, and shifting shapes of prosaic appearances. You can be ABSOLUTELY certain that if you seek God... you WILL find God, and... on that account... the most important feature is to not cease in the effort. If you do not stop, you cannot fail.


The quickest and most certain route to The Divine is through Love. This is why The Greatest Commandment is The Greatest Commandment. Your speed is determined by the intensity and consistency of your expression of the attractive force. You actually do not need to know any more than that. It is one of the reasons that the simple-minded have an easier time of it, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......



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Tuesday, March 11, 2025

"This Thursday Comes Purim. Then on Friday We Have a Super Blood Moon. On Saturday, We have The Ides of March."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Every morning, first thing... I read from the Easwaran translation of The Bhagavad Gita and Johnston's; Yoga Sutras of Patanjali. This is prior to the rising of The Sun. Then... when I have my main meal around noon, I will read from something... while I am eating... because as my body is digesting the food... through the process of a specific Pranic force... my mind is digesting the words I consume, and tying the two together really energizes the process of assimilation and imprinting.


I read The Door of Everything, by Ruby Nelson decades ago..




Then I read it again here and there at different times. It's a brief book, and now... I am reading it while I have my lunch. Maybe I was less aware at earlier times; actually... that is most certainly true. In any case, this is such a fine and wonderful source of spiritual food that I must recommend it to the reader. The book provides a unique perspective on unification with The Divine, if that sort of thing interests you. You can't download it for some reason here, but it's available for sale in various locations.


This was extremely difficult to get a copy of but I managed somehow. Anyway... for those to whom this applies... you will find powerful insights there.


Why am I recommending a book at the beginning of a post? I never do that. It is always at the end of the post, once it has been completely written. The reason is that... according to signs... Trends and Patterns... and the Arachnoid Tremblor, there is a keen likelihood that there will soon be disturbances at every level of human awareness... as it interfaces with the external world. There is every indication of alarming events in The Event Horizon, so... if you need something to keep your head and heart in order, this is a fine book.


This Thursday we have Purim. Then on Friday, we have a Super Blood Moon. On Saturday, we have The Ides of March. It is an ancient superstition that trouble comes in threes. Now... I am not a superstitious person, BUT... a substantial portion of The World is, and whatever The Hive Mind has percolating... generally precipitates. I could provide a lengthy dissertation on all the implications that could be drawn from this fantasy wrapped in the possibilities of fearful outcomes, BUT... I'm not going to. I'm just tossing it out there.


I've noticed some pretty remarkable changes going down in The Department of Trends and Patterns AND... in areas directly relating to The Purpose of Demonstration... coming on the heels of the recent blood moons of the last several years. That this one falls just before The Ides of March, well... we'll see.


Planes are falling out of the skies. A recent event with a Cessna revealed that it was loaded with intelligence tech. Then there was a ship collision off the coast of The UK. Recently there have been all sorts of mishaps with planes and other vehicles around The World. It seems that someone is messing with the various computer systems of these conveyances. That is the obvious take, and... who else could it be but The Deep State?


Take your mind back to 9/11... and Dov Zaheim and Systems Planning Corporation. They had that tech 25 years ago.




It's not being directly reported in The Compromised Media but there is a real war going on at every possible level between The Deep State and the present administration. This is happening round The World. The Romanian government canceled the election when it looked like someone they didn't approve of showed signs of winning. I could list many contiguous events... all bearing similarities, BUT... you are probably aware of them or certainly could be with even cursory inquiry on the internet. Canada installed a Deep State puppet so... they are just going to have a Trudeau 2.0.


They have been ramping up the fire-starting... Weather engineering, and... the DEW attacks are becoming commonplace. At the street level, grassroots agitations are suddenly popping up everywhere, as Soros and other demonic intelligences are being closed out of their access to taxpayer funds. Wackos all over social media are calling for the assassination of The President and Elon Musk. It's a hot time... in the old town... all the time lately.


If you need any further confirmation of Israel's interests in Ukraine... the recent outbreaks of pathological support at every level of society should do it.


Okay... okay... there are a lot of ways to look at what's going on. On the surface, it can prove to be very disturbing, if that is where you are getting your impressions from. The truth is... at a deeper level... CHANGE is being generated that indicates a power shift, and those used to running things are not happy at all. It's too bad but there is NOTHING they can do because; when The Lord gets ready... you got to move! Still... there is going to be a sustained ruckus happening as The Juice and The Momentum get rerouted. You can get all antsy and uncomfortable about this if you want to OR... you can simply pay attention to the sequencing and rest in the certainty that God has got it all in hand.


Most assuredly President Trump knows about the geo-engineering of the weather... the poisoning of the skies... the unusual fires on Maui... Southern Kalifornia... Long Island and lots of other places. Most certainly Robert Kennedy Jr knows about it all... and... so far... nothing has been said or done. Kennedy said one of the first things he would fix would be The Chemtrail attacks on public health. I'm watching... many others are watching. Nothing will destroy the reputation of a person or a movement like killing the faith of the people who believe in you.


The sudden halt of the release of ALL confidential files... without explanation... is as much of an explanation as if the truth were told anyway. It is now being discussed on every alternative site and podcast about Israel being the reason why all these promised files are not being released. It can be concealed no longer and the fact that it is being concealed is a powerful indictment of who is doing the concealing.


NO... MATTER... WHAT... The Truth is coming out! Because THEY can see no good options for misdirection and distraction, (which they badly need right now)... something wicked is probably on the way. The reason that something hasn't happened already is because... not only do they know they are being watched, but they know about The Apocalypse and The Awakening. On the one hand, they are very wary. On the other hand... the pressure to do something... is building by the day, and... they... just... can't... help... themselves... because the push to action is coming from another source entirely, For The Purpose of Demonstration.


For many years they have acted with impunity. They are used to it. They are cocky and arrogant. They think of themselves as Masters of The Material Plane. However... times have changed. Conditions are not what they once were. I think I can say... with confidence... that they are about to step in it, big time. They have too many balls in the air at the same time, and this kind of complexity is the perfect recipe for disaster. The people who are unable to release the files are going to find out that the truth is going to step out into the public thoroughfare, and... start shouting and pointing at itself.


When you spread yourself too thin... you are no longer able to manage your personal borders and you become prey to the weakest link syndrome. Everything is based on numbers, and everything operates according to the progression of events in the space-time continuum. Sometimes... the numbers do and do not add up simultaneously. This is where we find ourselves at this time.


I have no idea of the manner in which circumstances will play out, I just know that every progression of events unfolds the same as they do in a book... a play... and a movie. Only poetry does not conform to the same rules of progression and we are definitely looking at some kind of poetic outcome in a Shakespearean sense, AND... there's The Ides of March ♫ waiting on the weekend ♫ (visible paused to reflect.) Okay... time to suit up, folks, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......


I have heard from several people that the search engines are denying my existence and that I can be hard to find; I am Les Visible, folks; do the math. Yeah, they've been doing that for a long time, I don't care. That's not my problem. God takes care of The Details. I just concentrate on my end. If you don't want to lose track of me, just go to the upper right of this page and click on Follow. The same applies at X (there are 3 dots at the top right of my posts there. Click on that.) and wherever else I am. I appreciate the concern, BUT... there's a lot going on that they don't know about, and I don't care. I'm not in it for clicks.



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Wednesday, March 05, 2025

"There are Rare Smells and Warm Lights, and... The Feel of The Christmas Spirit is Like Pure Joy and Love in Equal Measure."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Well, President Trump knocked it out of the park last night. Usually, I only last about 10-15 minutes with political speeches. This time I watched the whole thing. The opposition was left bleeding in the aisles. Independent of the president, The World is changing in a big way and this is a very necessary thing because of behavior like this...




...and also like this.




I have seen a number of examples of people reversing The Hippocratic Oath. It stands to reason that these are only the tip of the iceberg.


I mentioned several times that as The Avatar descends down the planes, he drives the demonic forces before him. Finally, they are driven out into The Material Plane where they run about looking for a place to stay. It's not hard for them to find accommodations in times like these. There are so many shiftless and adrift personalities... here in The Declining Days... before The Spring of The New Age. That is what accounts for the behavior these links indicate. When you grow up as the faithless offspring of indifferent parents, this is what you turn into. Holy jumping j'apostrophes!!!


The good news is that they don't survive long. They just want to get back to where they came from and they think that dying in a human body is going to grant them passage backaways. Nope. When you deceive yourself and... by extension... become a deceiver of others, you are adrift on a sea of your own misinformation. It's not likely you will have accurate coordinates.


This is what Materialism does to people. It makes them faithless. Krishna speaks of what happens to those who have demonic tendencies in Chapter 16 of The Bhagavad Gita.




Time tattoos the human face. It etches your features and it cuts deeply... or more superficially... depending on the nature of your experiences and ruminations. Some people eat themselves up inside. Some people devour others. Some people create a sanctuary in their being. The fruit of The Imagination is a wonder to behold.


I often imagine myself sitting at a golden table in The Sun. Everything in The Sun is defined in densities of Gold... running to shades of yellow... orange... and red. At times, I have felt like I am actually there. The residents are dressed in ancient garb of flowing robes and sometimes mail breastplates and metal skirts, with helmets that have a red Mohawk of some material running across the top. It's something like a bristle brush.


What I would like is to have an endless stream of Christmas Spirit running through me... flowing out in all directions. Sometimes... I can smell the pine needles and sap of the tree. There are rare smells and warm lights, and the feel of The Christmas Spirit is like pure joy and love in equal measure. There is this sense of safety as if a sanctuary had materialized from the precipitations of joy and love into form. I can hear music and there are wind chimes, as well as the distant tolling of bells.


I would like very much to become a character like Johnny Appleseed, but... instead of apple seeds, it would be Christmas Spirit that I would scatter to every side... as if I were Spring... dancing across a meadow and causing the chiaroscuro shades of Winter to blaze forth in colors deep and vibrant as I passed. I happen to know this is possible... very possible and... all I have to do is feel it coming into being... as The Mind visualizes and then... channels The Will... directly upon the virgin parchment of existence. Everything comes into being this way and... it is a shame that people use this power in such a casual manner to create Suffering instead of something finer. They are unaware of even doing so, BUT... they get results... indeed they do.


We all get results and have to live with them. They are as much our children as any physical progeny would be. We make ourselves into reservoirs of whatever our thoughts and feelings generate within us... and then we spill it out into The World around us. Why should it not be Christmas Spirit that spills forth?


Christmas Spirit is a real thing. I have felt it on many occasions, though... not so much in recent times... as I see it has absented itself from the general thoroughfares of human traffic. It doesn't really fit in with the grasping and conniving spirit that has usurped and displaced the Christmas Spirit. That is what Materialism accomplishes. It drives The Christmas Spirit away. The Spirit of Giving has been overwhelmed by The Spirit of Taking and The Spirit of Appetite.


I remember times when The Christmas Spirit came upon me like the rush of clean LSD on a glorious summer afternoon. That is as close as I can come to describe the feeling. I suspect some might think it diminishes the idea of Christmas Spirit, BUT... my heart was pure on many of those occasions when I took the LSD. I needed to take it to clean my jets because Materialism had caused such a carbon buildup all around and in me that I couldn't climb over the top of it on my own. This chemical infusion would lift me right up out of the scrambling... hot... fury of wanting that seemed to hem me in on all sides. I was careful to ingest it in the pristine wonderlands of Lady Nature, AND... if I was alone or with the rare kindred spirits, there was no telling who might drop by for a visit.


Many times The Divine Mother would appear... four arms waving at the edge of the forest. Sometimes she sent a few mosquitoes to visit because she said she wanted to taste me. Heh heh... those were the days. I took it longer than I should have... even into the times when The Good Stuff was nearly impossible to find. I have no regrets for my indulgence because the single burning desire that drove me was, to... be... in... The... Presence... of... God. Intention determines outcome and I was often granted what I sought.


I do not engage in such pursuits anymore, and it looks like I stopped at the right time... given what is going around these days.


I found other ways to get the same results. The effort to get there is more protracted, BUT... perseverance furthers, as The I-Ching tells us. Sometimes, I would spend hours of a trip... reading the Witter Bynner translation of Lao Tzu's Way of Life over and over. I called it Imprinting. I did this on many occasions. I was a very serious fellow in this way. Regardless, it all turned out right after all. Ah! The things I saw and experienced... words truly fail.


No... it wasn't the LSD that did me wrong. It was all those other things that came after, and so... I wound up by The Wayside. I wound up by The Wayside many times before I got to Right Side again. It was all part of the movie though. I understand that now, so... I have few regrets, and soon... those will be gone too.


Imagine yourself in the days leading up to the best Christmas you can remember. You had this feeling. It was in the air all around you, and... it was in your heart as well. Where did it come from? Well... we know where it comes from and we know it is just one of the infinite permutations of higher love.


Maybe you can see and hear the sights and sounds of that further time and... I imagine you understand what I mean about being able to dispense this elixir of God... at will... into The World around you. People couldn't know it was coming from you. Sometimes someone might catch on, but... you would soon be gone... up or down the road, so... no harm done because... otherwise... you might turn into some kind of rock star or celebrity and... it wouldn't be long before your Christmas Spirit was gone, and you were... once again... back into the moribund apprehensions of the same old same old. No... you can't stick around for too long after, and... that's just as well. After all... you didn't come up with it on your own. It was a gift that was meant to keep on giving and not pay no never mind to anything else that a selfish mind might come up with.


You can only keep that spirit if you are giving it away, AND... the loss of personal celebrity or... the loss of concern for the fruits of action is a small price to pay. Who are we after all in this world where nothing lasts... where there is no permanence? This is why there are so few who are empowered with dispensing this spirit. It's a monumental achievement to have risen above all concerns of loss and gain; to be able to just give yourself away... each and every day... with never a thought for anything else.


I can smell those smells of Christmas Spirit right now. It is the perfume of The Divine... who... in the invisible garb of angels... just went thataway; the mysterious stranger that is God in human form... already out of sight over the rise of the next hill. You might get the sense that you could follow after him and... you would be right. That's how it works; following the one who made The Christmas Spirit possible and you don't want any distance to appear between you. That happens when people mistakenly believe that they are the ones who came up with Christmas Spirit. You can NEVER think that.


Now... tell me... isn't that something grand to wish for? AND... I tell you. It is absolutely possible and all you have to do is want it more than anything else. You just have to want it more than anything else, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......




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