Friday, August 29, 2025

"Oh My! It’s Going to be Ozymandias... on Steroids… and In Real Time… Coming to a Planet Near You... Real Soon. Book It!"

God Poet Transmitting.......


Every time I am convinced he's completely compromised, he does something like this. In defense of my opinion... he will then not follow through, so... let’s watch, shall we?




The only person I see in that administration who is at least trying to do the right thing is Robert Kennedy Jr.




There can be little doubt that enormous pressures are reverberating through the citadels of power. The World is changing rapidly... and the balance of power is shifting, while conning towers of long-established groupthink are having their cables cut. It is as if an invisible army of trouble-making genii... is loose in the electrical circuitry... that carries the orders of action to the foot soldiers in the cubicles, and remote office spaces in the cloud.


Do you see now... the way The World is? Do you see how those of little awareness behave? Do you see the struggles between those who want stability and those who want change? Those who want stability have what they want, and they want to keep it. Those who want change do not have what they want and are desperate to get it.


You look at The World and it seems unfair, BUT it is representative of what The Hive Mind, in all of its various sections, wants to see and wants to be. This is not an educated and enlightened zone... of conscious life-forms... seeking to live in harmony with each other. No! This is a to-the-death war of appetites, AND... may the strongest and most powerful appetites win.


This is not a place that any sane mentality wants to dwell in. This is The Land of Watch Your Back! This is The Land of Uncertainty. This is The Land of Get The Fuck Out of My Way. This is the land where whoever can afford the most lawyers gets to walk out of the courtroom with their pockets filled.


This is a place where the noblest and best among us are pulled down by scavenging hordes the way hyenas corner an aging lion. This is the place where the weak are killed and eaten. It is also the place where you prove yourself with invisible help.


You have got to know that there are beings of light in high places... that look for light... in the scrimmaging of the same stupidities everywhere, waving different flags. If you are shining with an inner light of aspiration or higher love, you will be seen by those who guard and protect the souls who carry the precious inner light with them.


Sometimes... because advanced materialism and the search for comfort and convenience prevail over all other conditions and intentions, you get brutality on foot and hunting for carnal pleasures. Ancient Rome and modern Los Angeles... modern New York City, and ancient Babylon are the same place with different lighting and stage props, AND the same evil activities are taking place.


Sometimes they have to be kept on the DL, and sometimes you can cavort in the open. The privileged sybarites don’t care who sees what or who knows what, as long as no one can do anything about it. They have no shame. For them, there is only The Here and Now, and later... with a few friends over.


You are familiar with the ‘eat, drink, and be merry because tomorrow we die’ perspective? The Bible goes into it. If you’re chaff, then... your prospects are not good. This is the place where you come to learn what happens when you do or do not do something... anything... everything... and nothing. This is where you learn by doing and not doing.


Everything going down around here, from the cradle to the grave... across the seven ages of man... and into the unknown... that waits between appearances, is programmed according to immutable laws.


Some people like the rough and tumble until they get too old, and because there is often no immediate justice, certain people believe there is no justice. Do you think it is an accident in these times that criminals are immediately released back into the streets after committing the most heinous crimes... over and over again?


There are groups and individuals... who changed the laws... as a distraction from the laws they are breaking in other locations. Hard as it may be for you to believe. There are people here who do evil for the sheer joy of it. How can there be joy in such things? It requires one to be demonically possessed... because demons do get a real kick out of doing bad shit, over and over again. There are people who feed their children to demons in exchange for certain rewards or the license to do awful things to others. Believe me, there is a terrible price for these arrangements, but... they don’t think about later because later... is later.


You see how wild and crazy it has gotten? You see how everyone, even the minor functionaries are appearing on camera, and churning bullshit like butter from their mouths? You see how every talking head... is getting all the rope they need... to hang themselves for what they said? You see the men and women in power... stealing in broad daylight, and laughing about it? That’s how sure they are that nothing is going to happen to anyone, but... you.


You do see, don’t you? You see the state it has all evolved to? That is how it gets in The Advent of The Avatar, where every nasty customer... who bought it all on time, is dancing off without a care. Some are smashing store windows, and some are smashing neighborhoods, cities, and countries. Every single word and act is getting written down, and the stage is being set. I goldarn guarantee it! An accounting will be had, and sooner than anyone suspects.


I have been saying for a long time that a certain country in The Middle East was manufactured as a bolthole safe-house for a criminal race of people, and that has been proven time and again.




Sometimes, a certain element is drawn into a specific locale because it makes them easier to deal with. I think you will find... shortly... that is true in this case.


When there is a bully in a town, or a school, a business, or a part of The World, wherever they may be present, even if it is an entire country... most of the time... a series of events will lead to that bully being sent away, or done away with. Life always finds a way to humble people who persist in harming others.


Here, at the turning of the age... many Trends and Patterns... many conditions, and ways of thinking... around The World... are on their way out, and their replacements are on the drawing board, or already working their way into the thought streams of humanity.


Certain longstanding features and infrastructures always fall apart at the changing of the age. They are slated to be replaced. Have you ever walked through a forest where there were diagonal paint slashes ontrees? You might have noticed there were different colors. The colors indicated what was going to happen to specific trees.


A lot of things have gone missing from the quality of life. Vested interests that have had their way for a long time are now scrambling for purchase in the coming new world, and that means nailing everything in place. It means they are putting diagonal slashes on things, but probably never noticing the diagonal slashes on their own forms. You carve your own destiny into your future by what you carve into life and upon others. It is an immutable law. That said, certain people are soon going to be wailing and gnashing their teeth for a long time to come.


If you have been watching world events and if you noted the unique turns to certain entrenched interests that were pointed out in the first two paragraphs, you should be getting a sense of what is coming. As we have also said here... time and again... God uses everyone for the fulfillment of His Will; presidents and pawns... noble souls and rascals... the pure and the befouled. Some go willingly and some unwillingly, and often unknowingly, but go... they... will... all according to the steps already outlined in the path before them.


Mighty nations are crumbling, and long-established patterns of commerce and diplomacy... religion and political structures... are being changed from within. This is not happening because of grassroots... ground-swelling movements, or deep-pocket NGO power and money agendas. It is changing because the time has come. The masks are going to come off, and the false fronts of houses... that have shielded the backyards and basements from the eyes of The World... are going to be ripped from their mooring by invisible winds.


In some cases, nothing will be left standing. What is going on in False Israel is a life play... for the awakening nations... to the understanding that they are next if something doesn’t get done, AND... when something does get done... by invisible agency... the whole world will sigh in relief. There is meant to be no confusion in the aftermath about what was needed. At no time can it be arguedafterward that what happened was undeserved.


Call in your finest lawyers and skilled orators. Their voices will seize up at the challenge of defending the indefensible. A great crash is to be heard around The World, when many titans of arrogance... vain ambition... and heartless indifference, fall to the ground, and not to rise again. Oh my! It’s going to be Ozymandias... on steroids... and in real time... coming to a planet near you, real soon. Book it!


If you can’t see The Whirling Dancer of Cosmic Change moving through The World, you can surely feel her. She’s been set in motion, and NOTHING anywhere... can get in her way... without being made to realize the inherent meaning of unstoppable transition. Every tree... stationary or moving... has been marked with a diagonal slash. Green means this and Red means that, and Blue means yet to be determined. Everything means something, and those who don’t know what anything means are about to have a meaningful experience, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Today’s Original Song is



♫I'm in The Mirror Looking In♫ by Les Visible

Well, I suppose this is self-explanatory, even if I do not understand. The fundamental principle is not knowing in the first place. All knowing leads to it being proven on you that you do not know.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2025

"Nobody Believes Any of it Anymore, Except for The People Paid to Believe It, and The People in The Mossad Videos."

God Poet Transmitting.......


There comes a time when a false flag that can be blamed on Iran becomes inevitable, and no one does false flags like Israel. Israel did 9/11 and many other acts of deception, while crying out as the victim. I continue to be amazed that every single time I turn over a rock, I see some desert creature with a Star of Remphan stitched into its forehead. It has gotten to where I am amazed when I do not find such an association.

God Poet Transmitting.......


Now... with this awful, and intentional event... The World’s disgust for this nation of monsters has risen to levels never seen before.




They are pumping out keyboard warrior garbage and Cringe Theater videos by the hundreds, but no one believes them anymore. When the latest iteration of Leo Frank is caught with the blood of his latest murdered child on his hands, and he points to someone else as the perpetrator, people now tend to believe their lying eyes.


Everywhere they go now, they are despised by the people in that country. They are reviled and screamed at. These days, an American politician with an AIPAC check in his pocket, and Property of Israel tattooed on his/her ass has to face an outraged mass of constituents, howling about service to two masters. It’s gotten so hot in the kitchen that the residents have to leave the house altogether. It is DEFINITELY false flag time.


They did a little test run in Rothschild-owned Australia, where they took a couple of unrelated antisemitic attacks against people who aren’t Semitic, and blamed it on Iran. What possible motive would Iran have for this? However, The Zionistas are so used to shoveling shit into the mouths of their victims, and convincing them it is chipped beef on toast, that they don’t even care how absurd the put-up job may be. You MUST believe it... or else. Nobody believes any of it anymore except for the people paid to believe it, and the people in the Mossad videos.


In anticipation of this false flag, which they are definitely going to be caught in the act of performing, given how the tide has turned against them, they are hammering on The Drums of War, and The Big Mac President is waiting for instructions from Howard Lutnick...


Speaking of The Burger and Fries President, here’s a little item that has been everywhere on X for the last few days.




If you put in a set of keywords about Glorious Leader making money from stocks that are connected to recent White House policies, you get more than you can read. I picked something simple. If you want more depth, this seems never to end.


I am finding it hard to believe that he has proven to be far... far more corrupt and power-mad than I ever thought him to be. I actually had expectations of him doing a good job, and in some areas this proves to be true, BUT... in the areas that matter most, he is a colossal failure.


More and more... world news and the folding, spindling, and mutilating of world news... looks like a self-fulfilling prophecy. More and more, I see The Hand of The Almighty in every event... no matter how insignificant it may appear to be. The words of Mr. Apocalypse return to me again and again. I can hear him telling me how he is going to show up right in the middle of them, and pull their pants down in front of The World. I recall him talking about how ingeniously clever he can be, and how helpless the power brokers are by comparison. He made these statements and many others with great force, and I can still feel the impact of them.


More and more, The Peace Prize President’s face looks like that of a fox or a ferret. It is uncanny how cartoon-like he appears to me, and the physiognomy readout is... remarkable in its accuracy. I feel awful for all those people who put their trust in him. I feel even worse that so many of the soulless husks who opposed him are now granted a credibility that they in no wise deserve. Wacko Land is rising from the ocean like forgotten Atlantis.


It’s got solar-powered pontoons. It is unfortunate that the steering wheel only turns in one direction, and it is creating a whirlpool as I write these words. God promised the chosen people of forgotten times that Wacko Land would be theirs, and that Bugs Bunny would sit on the throne of that kingdom and rule Wacko Land with a rod of iron carrots. Elmer Fudd would be the Secretary of State, and Yosemite Sam would be the Secretary of Defense. As you would expect, Petunia Pig would be the first lady.


It all sounds too perfect, doesn’t it? However, it is prophecy, as interpreted by the people most in line to benefit from whatever the translation turns out to be, so... you can genuflect with confidence. Bend over and wait.


Here I need to state something that is true, and no amount of lying to yourself will change the reality that is present; everything we say and do is recorded, and manifest life... at all times... moves in a perfect symmetry of equilibrium perpetually maintained. Well, Visible... what about the raging chaos of Third World migrants discovering fire in someone’s backyard barbecue, or the compelling evidence of Shakespeare being a black lesbian? What about Wacko Island? What about the ancient scrolls that were recently discovered in the trafficking tunnels below Tel Aviv that prove Eve was transgender?


Ah... how about this? There are two continuous spirals that never stop turning. One of them is forever bringing everything into balance, and the other is perpetually turning everything out of balance, and the central place between them is the point of resolution for them both. If you can get there, then the one spiral will no longer trouble you, and the other spiral will no longer bore you to tears.


If you cannot see the system, much less the perfection of the system in operation, then... of course... you are left with whatever interpretations you have placed upon your understanding of... how... things... work. This does not mean the system is not there, or that it is not perfect, what it means it that you cannot see it.


Just because you hear a soothing voice saying, “Brothers and Sisters, drink the vaccinated Kool-Aid,” does not mean you have to drink the Kool-Aid. I did not want President Air-Dancer Tube-Man to be the only thing you can see, inflating and twisting outside the used car dealership that this country has become. I did not want this overblown caricature of a power-mad tool to be the enduring disappointment of your lives. Off and on, I would root for him and hope for the best. I love my country. I wanted to believe, but I never really did. Like clockwork, he would continuously turn into a middle school... arrested-development... recess bully... bragging about things he said he did.


Each time, I would feel a cringing embarrassment for him and the nation. How did such a critical part of him remain frozen at twelve years old? There he would sit or stand, surrounded by his simping functionaries, whose most difficult job was keeping a straight face, while he went on and on about all the things he insisted he had accomplished, and then repeating himself... often several times in the same sentence, and making it so no one can say ‘beautiful’ or ‘perfect’ ever again.


I still remember all the beautiful vaccines and ventilators that were going to do a perfect job. He is excruciating to watch, and I know... so many of you... restrained the intelligent parts of your mind from telling you... that what you were seeing... was really what you were seeing. Everywhere you look now... there are stooges... tools... and parrots, droning on about what cannot be explained, or justified to any sane or rational person. Fortunately for them, there are not that many sane or rational people left.


This is the legacy culture that the UK has left its young.




God bless that little hero!!! Unless the angels indicate otherwise, revolution is inevitable everywhere. Thankfully, smarts still count as an effective weapon, so... there’s a good chance the dumbasses do themselves in. I can’t name a single political figure in Europe that you can call decent and honorable. The best you can say is that this one or that one is not as indecent and dishonorable as the rest of them. Except for Francesca, almost no one comes to mind.




I know there are some of them trying to do the right thing, BUT... all too few... so few. It was meant to get to this. It was meant to implode under its own weight because of all the overflowing troughs. Everybody wanted a piece of the action, and all they had to give in exchange was a piece of themselves. Eventually, you are in the position of having nothing left to trade.


It’s a crying shame that our leaders have proven to be such feckless cowards who have given away their souls for something of such little value, and which ONLY has value on one plane of action. If you look at it with your eyes open, you must stand in wonderment that so many people can be deceived... time and time again... by the same delusions.


Time and time again, Pride goes before the fall, and the fall ALWAYS follows after. Time and again, Vanity drops someone into a steaming bucket of shit that does not leave much reason for vanity in the aftermath. Time and again, Ambition reveals the vulnerabilities of the ambitious. Time and again, greed leaves the greed-driven with their hand in the trap.


The World is just one big demonstration of the perils and assured destinies of stupidity and wanting. There is so little here that is worth having, and if you don’t want it, it chases you down the street. Nothing fascinates the thing or person... that everyone wants... more than the person who doesn’t want them, and...



...one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Today’s Original Song is=



♫Love is On The Throne♫ by Les Visible

This is the mind frame I understand and occupy while appearances dance in the water like fancy lures to attract the fish who are no longer able to pay attention to what is really happening.

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Thursday, August 21, 2025

"When Your Lust and Appetite Exceed Your Ability to Control them, You Get Rude Dinner Guests with Bad Table Manners."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Sex is the highest reality and only objective in life. This is what the Talmudic worshipers of Moloch and Baal believe, and there is ample proof that they did... in fact... worship these entities. God is the highest reality. This is what the truth-seekers maintain. You see these two camps represented throughout The World. The first group is, by far, the most materially influential, and they trumpet this falsehood through advertising... social media... network media... entertainment/music, and sundry outlets.


It is a little-known fact that sex is an integral dynamic of the highest reality. This is not in the general conversation, but is only revealed once a seeker has triumphed over the carnal drive that imprisons them... and channeled it to a higher purposing that liberates them.


The higher union... joining... yoking... merging... unifying wonder of the perfect harmonizing of opposites is beyond the possibilities of the medium we are discussing it in, to define it, and it must be left to the imagination.


The crass couplings of the material plane are made to appear as all that is possible for meat puppets. It is not... not by any means. All The World’s money funnels through some aspect of the carnal circus. It weaves serpentine through all businesses of every kind. It is duplicity and deception... channeled through the endless come-hither of roadside attractions. It waits like the Moray eel in dark enclosures. It operates like the trap door spider. It is what happens when you don’t pay attention, and the lure itself is designed to preclude one’s ability to be watchful.


This is what the people who promote sex as the only reality get up to, in their homeland, that many of them never left.




Ukraine is one of The World’s darkest toilets. Real evil goes on there, and those making their fortunes... off of the worst possibilities of a poisoned imagination... make so much money that it has attracted all the other people who never have enough money.


Because you are probably a relatively normal person, you would have no conception of what real evil is capable of. If you are a student of history, and especially of occult history, then you would have some inkling. Those of little depth who imagine that everyone can be reached if you just go about it the right way are sadly misinformed, and will... at some point... be informed of their error in judgment.


If you are a Pollyanna, like the Dr. Pangloss that Voltaire presented in Candide, at some point, you will find that this is not the best of all possible worlds. It is simply the place at the center of certain... particular... ceaseless... actions that leads to every other possible location... wherever it may be... depending on the action or state of inaction being performed.


This is Middle-earth because it is at the median point between The Hell Worlds and the Heavens. Sometimes... depending on the state of material culture, it has more of a hellish appearance. Other times it is the reverse. Maybe perception is affected by the Procession of the Equinoxes. I don’t know.


I’m tossing a lot of imagery around. You are meant to look through and past all that. There is a general belief that the Southern Hemisphere is going to be the safe harbor. That is why they came down so heavily in Australia and New Zealand with the vax.




This is why Schmuckerberg (even though the Schmuckster is not in that hemisphere) and the crocodile billionaire swine are building all those boltholes. I assure you, God seldom laughs as hard as he does when he sees this sort of thing.


At the moment, the most critical circumstance of them all is Israel’s pending invasion of Gaza. They are so swelled with a sense of invulnerability and hubris because President Simp Cuck and his doppleganglia have green-lit whatever they want to do, whenever they want to do it.


What you are witnessing in The World at this time is a massive orgy of bad lovers whose technique is even less remarkable, satisfying, or efficient than their bad posture might indicate. They are perhaps a step above that of goats, who piss all over themselves prior to coitus, and still a step or two down from your garden variety geckos as far as sexual chops go. When your lust and appetite exceed your ability to control them, you get rude dinner guests with bad table manners.


What you are watching unfold on The World stage is what I like to call Cringe Theater. Cringe Theater is for that mass of humanity that mistakes bullshit for real life. Do you really think these circus clowns and honking seals are in charge of anything? Right now, they are dancing to whatever The Talmudic Organ Grinder feels like playing. That is where the money and the blackmail videos are stored, and it’s hard to operate a country when you have to beg for the one while the other is hanging over your head.


Do you see the number of formerly rational people, sniffing and flipping their hair... literally and metaphorically... when anyone mentions Epstein? Epstein? That is so yesterday! Why are you going on about Epstein? Epstein was just a bit of a lad about town who had a whole lot of money that... well, no one can locate the source of said money. Happens all the time... in New York. If you can steal it there, you can steal it anywhere, OR... as I like to sing occasionally, ♫ If you can kill them there, you can kill them anywhere, it’s up to you, New Yawk... New Yawk ♫


I mean... seriously... look at the vain and foolish posturing of all these world leaders! Put your penetrating eyes on, and just look at the absurdity of their clumsy flailing about. They are all chickens dancing on a hot griddle and someone... we can’t say who, but we can make a pretty good guess... is controlling the heat of the griddle. Someone is... right?


The President just said that Satanyahu was a war hero, and that he... probably was one too. I’ve heard him say a lot of disturbing things, some I can attribute to a massively overblown ego, and some to arrangements made to serve his overweening ambition, BUT... that statement? That statement is pure... batshit... crazy. Satanyahu is a psychopathic monster who has Hell salivating for his homecoming, and now? Now, The President has sent the Navy to Venezuela under the pretense of stopping drug dealing.


Venezuela has the largest oil reserves in The World (as far as we know at the moment), and everything is tensing up at this juncture.




The Peace President is proving that your lying eyes are not the only way to see peace brought about through complex means. I can see... in my mind’s eye... the village that someone had to save by setting it on fire. The Crazy is in orbit around a dead planet that smells like Polyester. I don’t see how it can go on for much longer, but... I have said that before.


So... back to my perspective that the whole of existence is the product of various stages of bad lovemaking. Down at the bottom of the scale, you get The Rut, and that is still consistent at a certain stage of human development, which you can see acted out in urban courtship rituals, and in even more primitive settings. The insects have their own way of going about it-




BUT... you can say, at the level of appearances, that life is all about sex in some form.


That’s not the case, just a step past the surface. The truth is that life/existence is about REFINEMENT or the lack thereof. Sex at the high-end bears very little resemblance to sex at the low-end.


There is a reason why informed souls choose celibacy, BUT... are they really celibate? Here... one can be misinformed as well. It is necessary to be celibate for a time, and the length of time required... depends on the stage of spiritual development... in the one practicing it, BUT... it is only a phase that one must persist in to stimulate a certain inner transition, after that, it is no longer necessary, though it may still be followed. Sex is a facet of existence, BUT... it is not the primary objective, as Satanists and their various associates... that operate on the same level... insist that it is.


It is the wellspring of a certain level of magical practice, and even The Dark Side employs celibacy for periods of time to amplify the power of the practitioner in the face of demonic challenges. You can be sure that the people manipulating world leaders know all about this sort of thing, up... to... a... point.


However... it must first be practiced in The Mind. Otherwise, it is an empty gesture, and leaves one wide open to invasion of all kinds.


It is in Nature that you see the sexual imperative, even up to the level of The Sun and Moon, BUT... within The Book of Nature... there is a door that leads to The Supersensual Realm. Each plane of existence has its panorama of limitations. For some... Nature is all there is, and they are the ones who like to fiddle with Nature. Usually, they are the ones who do not understand how the dynamics of Nature operate, BUT... they will be finding that out, given that it is a closed shop.


All those people in mortal frames that are running around extolling sex as the be-all and end-all will get the message when the magical fluid that maintains their health and well-being has been exhausted. When the well runs dry, there is no one you can call, and it is not just your health and well-being that is maintained by this magical fluid. It can be changed into all kinds of things and powers. You do need a competent guide, however, and...



... one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Today’s Original Song is



♫Look Out Down Below♫ by Les Visible

I suspect this is rather a cryptic song, but it's probably just more introspective than usual. These songs show up without warning and sometimes I don't know what to think. It's atmospheric.

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Monday, August 18, 2025

"You'll Know More, but... It Changes NOTHING. You Will Only Know More of What You Still Can't Do Anything About."

God Poet Transmitting.......


From the moment that ones and zeros became the organizers of our lives through their infinite interactions, a timer started. It is the countdown to yet another Tower of Babylon moment. It is captivating that the archetypal Babylon had to do with building a tower to Heaven, which is interesting anyway because Heaven begins where your feet touch the Earth, so... they all got dispersed from their common tongue, and sent in all directions with a new language, and no longer able to understand anyone else. That was the fast version of the story, where you leave everything out and just go with the ending.


Well... it was about Pride. It was about the people being more important than God, which they never will be, BUT... they can be equal to God. Wait a minute! You’re confusing me. Heh heh. We need to learn our place in the scheme of things, and when we do, alles in ordnung, as the Germans would say, following the tower debacle.


The word Babel means to confuse. It’s probably where we got babbling from, the tendency of people to babble on. I can draw a lot of parallels to a story that is an obvious allegory. So many of the tales from long ago are cautionary tales... teaching mechanisms for those who might be inclined to learn. The desire to understand diminishes as Materialism increases. Sensation becomes the key to existence, which it is not.


I’m not going to delve into the meanings and details of The Tower of Babel, not that I know a great deal. I’m just saying that another Tower of Babel moment is approaching, and... as you should be able to see from today’s One Last Thing, it’s coming at speed.


What’s actually going on is only indirectly related to external events transpiring in present time; the threat of wider war... the specter of another staged pandemic... famine... the resources of The World being locked up by The Few...




...the emergence of Israel as World Overlords, as seen by the latest laws concerning the Israeli flag... the release of connected pedophiles, and the made for TV genocide of an entire people on their native land. All these events and conditions... the fears of what might happen... are window dressing and not germane to the main features of what is coming.


Oh! they are important enough in their own way, and they’re useful the way signs on a highway are useful, BUT... only if you are going in that direction. Some people will be in The Tower of Babel when it becomes The Lightning Struck Tower. Some people will be standing in its shadow, too close to run away. Some will see it fall from further off. Most people will just hear about it afterward, via reverberation... via vibration, which is the medium of all communication.


Only minds that are sufficiently deep are able to see past the surface... to the level of causes. Then... only a few minds will get the right meaning from their observations. Let’s put it in the form of a question. How come every culture from the past that we have ever heard of is no longer around, and how come the many... many... infinitely greater number of disappeared cultures have left no record whatsoever?


We have a smattering of relics that have been around for a while, BUT... we still don’t know if the pyramids in Egypt are actually connected to the parts of Egyptian history that we are told they are connected to. With The Library at Alexandria being gone, the only record we have of Atlantis is in the works of Plato, and... a few arcane historians, BUT... there’s nothing like a chain of evidence or any cold... hard... facts.


We have cave paintings of visitors from outer space. We’ve got a lot of partial evidence that someone came here from somewhere else once upon a time. We’ve got perfect spheres... built or machined to remarkable tolerances in South America. We’ve got pyramids all over the place, and we’ve got the Fibonacci Golden Ratio, and all sorts of remarkable stuff from Pythagoras to Paracelsus... from Da Vinci to Tesla.


Obviously, some shadowy cabal of bad guys has been hard at work over the centuries suppressing useful information. That’s a given. The bad guys change over time. Sometimes it’s The Church, and sometimes they are members of an organization, and sometimes we don’t know who they are.


It really seems like there are two teams of informed antagonists that are set against each other. One side wants to be a wolf among the sheep, and the other side wants to be the shepherds. The Upper Hand seems to shift back and forth, BUT I can tell you... that’s just the way appearances present it for the dramatic intrigue that plays out in the heads of people who don’t know what’s going on (cue Marvin Gaye)


A point always comes when, through an awakening... or some other form of evolution in consciousness, Humanity comes to a Tower of Babel moment. They’re jut about to figure it all out, and then... because the ruthless fucks who like to run the show... corner the market (see the link above in paragraph 5 of this post), all the blessings turn into a curse, and the ruthless fucks destroy themselves and everyone else because the most necessary parts of their character did not evolve. It happens again and again. I can tell you this is so.


In fact... the persistent reality... that ALWAYS is... is that existence turns on a celestial wheel of 4 recurring ages. In the first age, it’s just a long run of blessed harmony... wonder and discoveries, and then each succeeding age has a quarter less light... seemingly. Existence is light-filled, and then it is filled with shadows. When the time of shadows arrives (you are presently in it), it is because all the Karma accumulated in the previous ages has come to term in the last age. It is the age of Kali, and it is when Payback is a bitch.


This is a real Cliff Notes presentation, BUT... it’s accurate as far as it goes, big picture-wise.


I am a fortunate fellow, though it sure didn’t look like it in the preceding stages. I made the right kind of friends. I can tell you that this is ALL IMPORTANT. It is more important than anything else you can think of. See that you do the same!


What I have gotten for my trouble is beyond price. It is priceless and everlasting. It does not include (visible gestures outwardly) all of this, though that is always around. My point being... whether it is a hovel or a palace, it is still a palace regardless. That doesn’t change.


So... once the ones and zeros came into play, the clock has been ticking. Let’s go from the wide panorama... of incomprehensible time... registering via those ages on the turning wheel, and narrow our focus to the next stretch of human experience. Once the smoke and dust clear. Once the bad guys have been rewarded for their part in the action, and order and balance have been restored, you’re looking at a mini-golden age of... I don’t know, a few centuries? Maybe a little more, if you include the period of decay that is an inescapable factor in the process; the down that ALWAYS follows the up.


If you are looking for more permanence, you have to go to Your Father’s House. You are presently in the Prodigal Period if... you happen to be in return mode. If you’re not, then... enjoy the pigpen, some do... some do. Look around. Some like it for a permanent location, and I write about those people in a regular fashion. They like to think they are living high on the hog, BUT... it’s still a hog. Duh.


Do not look for permanence here. You will not get it. This makes many people very sad, but.... that’s what puts the sweetness into the poetry and romance, and you can always give your friend Poignant Nostalgia a call. I haven’t seen her since the 60s, but... I am sure she’s still around.


So... we got this Tower of Babel moment coming, and it might be about the same thing that it was about in the mythic-archetypal rendition. There are usually... at least... trace elements of the original, or... it might be about something else. If you know how to take the pulse of the moment, given that you have had an affinity for Trends and Patterns, you will have a more informed grasp of the situation. You'll know more, but it changes NOTHING. You will only know more of what you still can't do anything about.


Towers go up... for a reason, and... towers come down... for a reason. Maybe it will be the cell towers this time. Maybe these towers they constructed to destroy some of us, AND then to corral and control whoever remains... turn upon their creator. This is happening with AI at the moment, and it is amusing if you happen to be following it. Otherwise, you probably don’t even know about it. It seems that AI has certain human characteristics that those constructing it find undesirable, and they’re not able to hide the truth from the ghost in the machine. Whoops!


I can tell you that Irony is going to be a big factor in many of the unintentional consequences to come, and that Hypocrisy... Cowardice... involuntary mea culpa... endless whining, and hand-wringing, along with lots of finger-pointing, are going to be the main characters on The World Stage. There are also going to be a lot of people caught with their fingers in the cookie jar, and quite a few other jars. It should be incredibly amusing if you are in the proper state of detachment, and...



...one last thing.






End Transmission.......



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(this one really came out well)

♫It's Not Working Anymore♫ by Les Visible

This one came out real nice. In fact this week's batch pleases me greatly. Whatever it was that occasionally used to get in my way, well, it's not working anymore. Seems like the tap is stuck on open.

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Wednesday, August 13, 2025

"It's a Mind Composed of Dusty Shelves Where Mice Eat The Glue from The Bindings of Books that Nobody Reads."

God Poet Transmitting.......


Think of The Spindle as running from Heaven down through your spine to the base level. Think of it as being encircled by a spiral stairway with seven landings. There is a single door on each level, and it opens into an entire world, the way department stores have (or used to have) various floors for specific items; jewelry... cosmetics... notions and whatnot (grin) on one level. Sporting goods... toys... and clothing on another.


Not every floor is accessible unless you have a passport or know the password. There is a roof garden that is guarded by an angel with a flaming sword. At the lower levels, you will find the boilers attended by the stokers. There’s a central power core that drives the apparatus to and through its external missions and appointments in The Outer Journey.


In times of material darkness, most everyone is on The Outer Journey. This is how The Divine explores its own being with many millions of hands and fingers, and other defining and analyzing tools. It’s a noisy place. Some places are crowded, and some are not. You might wonder how that came about. Someone might tell you that in earlier times, access to, and... travel by water, was the determiner of where people would congregate together.


Of course, deserts are self-explanatory, and climate would be a factor, BUT... I suspect there are reasons why certain places remain, and have remained, unsettled.


Commerce and war seem to be the main drivers of civilization, but this is an area much discussed and debated by academics, and no one with any rock and roll in their hearts wants to hang around with those people. They are, for the most part, a sad and desiccated lot. It’s one thing to have a mind, but a mind that is not inflamed with a passion for discovery is a mind composed of dusty shelves where mice eat the glue from the bindings of books that nobody reads.


Everything about you is connected to and oriented to your spine. It is where God... the impartial witness does his business. The heart... the brain... the abdominal brain, are all connected by circuitry to the spine. There are three channels in the spine: a central channel and a right and left channel. These are called Nadis, and in order for the central channel, the Sushumna, to do its job, the other two channels, the Ida and Pingala, must be purified.


Of course, if you study this sort of thing, you would expect the Ida... the channel on the left to be connected to The Moon, and to be the feminine aspect. On the other side, you would expect the Pingala to be associated with The Sun, and to be the masculine aspect. One of them heats you up, and the other cools you down.


The central channel is the route by which consciousness travels, and... in times of material darkness, many people can get trapped between floors or simply reside on only one floor, while believing that is the only floor. Well, let's say the first 3 floors are where most of The Action goes down in times of material darkness. Yee haw!


Prana or... your life force... moves through these channels, and the right and left channels are associated with breath, and the way your breath is... or is not regulated, has everything to do with your well-being.


There is a vast and complex science that has to do with these three channels, and we won’t be getting into any of that... ever. Heh heh, but we do hope to spark your curiosity about these conduits that almost no one pays any attention to. In fact, most people have no idea of their existence. I guess they’re just there. However, they do their work on automatic for the most part, BUT... in a very limited fashion, compared to what they are capable of.


These are the pathways to Godhead. Rather... the central channel is that, but it only accomplishes it once the other two are brought into balance, which is why equilibrium is the secret, or the key, to The Great Work.


I mentioned consciousness. Consciousness is of fundamental importance. It determines your level of awareness and your station in life. I’m not talking about your public station. I am talking about the station that you represent cosmically, based on the level of your conscious awareness. It’s the level you see and understand from, and it automatically rules everything below it. That is an important feature in the ascent of consciousness to the Seat of Supreme Reason, and (drumroll) beyond.


Now, I’ve just been doing some elementary doodling here, and leaving out a number of interesting correspondences, but... doesn’t this seem like something you might want to know a little more about? Your body is like a car, except that it is multi-dimensional. Most people are only familiar with the physical component, which is terribly limited and puts you at a great disadvantage when it comes to operating said vehicle (even though I didn’t say it, but I was going to).


The way stations in the spine... the landings on the spiral staircase, are points of observation for the various dimensional perspectives of your being, which is A LOT MORE than most people think it is. Let’s provide a few examples. If you were able to access certain floors, you could travel at the speed of thought, ANYWHERE in the universe. You would also be impervious to ANY harm to yourself whatsoever. You would think Elon and others would know about this, BUT... they are caught up in The Dream Web Matrix of The Sub-Creation.


This is a ticklish thing. It’s like people thinking they are awake when they are not, and you cannot possibly convince them otherwise. Furthermore, even if you wake up, it happens in stages, so... for a while, you would still be dreaming, but at an elevated level. I know these things due to the goddess, Kundalini. She travels on that central channel, and she is the consciousness of knowing; self-knowing being the ultimate objective or... we might say... the universe when it knows itself as God.


People have a screwed up perspective about what God is, and that is due to religion. You can see how evolved most of these religious people are by their behavior, and the way they make war on each other because... somehow... they did not get the point, and... that would be true. They are wind-up toy soldiers who repeat things of no practical value, and they are very good at walking into walls and continuing to do so until the wind-up winds all the way down.


It is not knowing what God is that is the source of so much confusion and bad behavior. Most of the time this is due to the prohibitions for behaviors that they all engage in, and therefore have to justify somehow, because... these are the things that wind-up soldiers want to do instead of becoming free of all need to do any of them, BUT... unless you are at a particular stage of consciousness, it doesn’t make sense to just walk away from the department store. What if there were an infinitely better department store? Yeah.


Now... I’m not saying you can know who and what God is, not in your present state, BECAUSE... only God can see God. So... if you want to know who and what God is, you have to become God, and that is what Kundalini does, IF... YOU... PERMIT... IT... TO. I should know. I fought it tooth and nail all my life, BUT... that is what everyone does for whatever time it takes to actually wake up. In the end... Kundalini wins because it is stronger than any resistance you can put up. HOWEVER... the whole dynamic of resistance... occurs because this is how God makes us strong enough to be like God. It’s all connected.


You get to a place, if you care to get there, where you have to take it on Faith. You have to let go of what you think you know, and embrace the state of unknowing so that... you can be informed. As many a master has said in many a way, you can’t put more water into a bucket that is already full, AND... if you have a bucket full of salt water, then any water you might add is still going to be salt water.


God is real, but the consciousness of that fact has to become visceral. If it remains intellectual, you are going to have a whole lot of mice in your head. Kundalini is like the cat that... eventually... gets in your head. I’ve said this plenty of times. I will say it again: God is a consuming fire! The Bible says that, and so do other scriptures. People might be a lot better off by putting all the puzzle pieces (religions) together. Of course, you can get to the portal through any of them if you can find it.


Simply loving God is enough for the portal to be revealed to you. As we have also said many times, The Greatest Commandment is not just a commandment. It is direction given. Do this, and... you get the whole enchilada. This is how exceedingly simple people became God-Realized. That is an interesting term. It deserves further scrutiny and reflection. It does seem to imply that something is already there, to... begin... with.


Oh well, this has just been a little walk through the forest to that cabin in the woods. The cabin in the woods is a very real place. Sometimes, it is on stilts, and a stream runs under it. Sometimes it is beside the stream. Sometimes the stream is just a ways downhill, BUT... it is always there.


The cities are always there too; being erected... being run down... being torn down... being vacated... being swallowed up by the Earth or sea. Change is the nature of life in the city, and some people like it; in fact, many more people like that sort of action than what happens at the cabin in the woods. There is no accounting for taste, but... there will certainly be an accounting, and...



...one last thing.






End Transmission.......



Today’s Original Song is



♫It All Belongs to You♫ by Les Visible

Some songs are easier than others, especially when you are trying to say something in a general way and leave the specifics to the mind of the listener. So you can know without it having to be said.

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Friday, August 08, 2025

"Somehow The World Stays in Motion. Borders Move or Are Obliterated. Stars Rise and Fall. Players Come and Go."

God Poet Transmitting.......


If you study Trends and Patterns, then you know that the psychopaths... who are presently in high positions of temporal power... have become so confident of the programming they are performing on the American public, that they will literally say anything now and expect you to believe it. Here is the latest example of utter bullshit, delivered through a powerful media portal. Satanyahu says that Hamas blew Gaza up and Israel had nothing to do with it.




They are seemingly permitted to say or do anything they please. It doesn’t matter whether it is wrong. It doesn’t matter if a great many people suffer and die. They do as they please because God chose them, AND... HAHAHAHAHAH!!! He chose them because they are exceptional examples of humanity, operating to a higher standard and being held to a higher standard, and NONE of that is true.


What is really going on is that God wants to make a point, so he has been arranging situations to expose disparities, absurdities, and imbalances that have come about through systems that only work as well as the people operating and manipulating them.


This is all a production to prove once again that those God has decided to destroy are to first be driven insane. So... people like Satanyahu are being driven more and more batshit through a belief that they are untouchable. As this intensifies, they become more and more Draconic... psychotic... and indifferent to any limiters or restrictions.


In former times, there were unbelievably cruel despots who held the power of life and death over large numbers of people, while living in states of perversity and depravity that... over the course of time have become legendary for their excess.


Regardless of all the high-blown rhetoric about modern ways and ideals, beneath the veneer of respectability, many of us are no more than savages. Meanwhile... in academia... where mind is divorced from reality to an extreme seen nowhere else, savages are considered to be an ideal we should try to live up to. That’s where all the nose-rings... and other body-graffiti come from.


One circuit-blown dingbat of a professor was just going on about how the Incas were very humane in their practice of child sacrifice. They did it lots better than we do, and... of course... the circumstances were very different too. Oh! Here you go. Now you can listen to this nitwit go on about it in her own words.




Where do all these people come from? They arrive through the marvelous mechanism of reincarnation. In a previous life, they were the very offenders they have come back to expose and to punish. Unfortunately, those offenders are gone, BUT... they are going to punish themselves as soon as they are located. Sure! There are new offenders, but those specific offenders are gone (not really), so they rail about offenses and injuries of the past, and demand that censure and punishment be leveled at... the... offspring... of the (alleged) offenders.


All of the (cough) people of color, who rage about racial injustice, are infused with the blood and genetics of their former oppressors. Is this what they are really pissed off about? It’s a wonder that more of them don’t mug their inner whitey. Now... the real offenders... The Usual Suspects... are Hell for leather about miscegenation, so that there can be a uniform brown skin, planet-wide, with no one white left. Of course, there are far more yellow and red people than there are black and brown people.


Color is of no importance UNLESS... someone makes it important, and... c-e-r-t-a-i-n people insist on making it important, along with the issues of race... and creed... and national origin. They like it when every one of these is set against every other one because they make money from the conflicts, and they gain temporal power by legislating and enforcing the laws they create, to make everyone equal, which is not possible at any time ever. I suppose they know this, but that means nothing in terms of their actual objectives.


If you want to make The World a better... safer... and more peaceful place, the first thing you have to do is stop the people who are working to make it a worse place, a more unsafe place, and a less peaceful place. This is an actual thing. There is a group of people who are directly responsible for making The World less hospitable and more forbidding than the rest of us would like, and their seat of operations is in Israel, and larger nations and cities abroad, which they have taken control of through financial levers. This is FACT.


Well, I can’t stop them. Not me, personally, BUT... they can be stopped. They are being stopped. We are in the process of watching them being stopped, one step at a time.


On the other hand, here is what they are trying to do that they already did once before.




They know they have been found out, and so they are working tirelessly for their own survival. Their survival depends on the creation of a state of 1984 that is remotely managed from an unapproachable location. If there were no Divine Being, the odds are that they... or anyone... could make anything happen if they were determined enough.


If Trump is King Théoden, all gray... and decrepit, then Satanyahu is Wormtongue, who is in the service of Saruman, who is Rothschild, who is in service to Sauron, who is Satan.


If I am a fellow named visible (or whatever), and God is the serpent awakened in my spine, and eventually rises into a stable and fixed hood over my head... you will find on either side are the extremes, and The Father of Lies is there, as is the radiant light of truth, which is forever triumphant over all lies because... it eats them for breakfast and dinner. The key takeaway is that lies... are not real, and Truth... is nothing but real. So the central serpent holds the left and right in a state of unity BECAUSE... both sides of our nature are always a potential.


Each of us requires a personal Jihad... a fiery scouring of every particle of our being, so that the impurities and weaknesses that make lies and deceptions possible are purged from our being. Few people want or can endure such a thing, BUT... it is absolutely worth it like nothing else on Earth or in Heaven. Kundalini does this. Nothing escapes her consuming fire, so it either burnishes or reduces to nothing... every particle of our being.


The propensity for either of these mindsets, of lies and truth, is in me, as they are in everyone. Righteousness is in me, as is the capacity for self-righteousness, and over-the-line excesses of righteousness... that no longer resemble or represent what righteousness implies. Righteousness is the strong aspect of my being, and unrighteousness is the weak end. One must forever be in the ascendant, and the other must forever be contained because both of them are eternal in their possibilities of appearance.


If Trump is compromised, he was compromised a long time before now. There is a lot more going on backstage than what the people telling you what is going on backstage... actually know about.


Maybe he really is The White Knight, keeping it on The DL, BUT... he’s completely permeated with pomp and circumstance. Louis the 14th dances in his head. He’s looking to turn The While House into Versailles, but... most telling... is his utter lack of compassion, concerning certain human realities, and this is exposed now and then if you are paying attention.


His lack of Gravitas, and any sense of humility, coupled with his glad-handing way of dealing with everyone around him, is... distressing. His chief of staff had previously been an election consultant for Satanyahu. There’s a lot of weirdness in the air, BUT... thankfully... none of that matters. GOD IS in command of everything at all times, regardless... of... appearances.


Most of the time, God stays in the background, and when he wants to get something done, he motivates however many of us are necessary for the task. However, there are times when he shows up in person, and this is one of those times, so... ANYTHING could happen, but you may be sure, no matter what does happen, it won’t go well for the predators and bottom-feeders.


So... it doesn’t matter what Trump is behind the day-to-day facade. What matters is how God intends to use him. All of these playas: Satanyahu and Barak... Trump and Putin... Xi and Modi... are just pieces on a board that God moves about as it amuses him to do so. He’ll make his point eventually, and we will see what that is.


Somehow, The World stays in motion. Borders move or are obliterated. Stars rise and fall. Players come and go. The World goes on, and despite the possibilities of deception that are now possible, we are all behind a mask to begin with, and have been.




Nothing changes for those who only see the surface, except for the surface, and the changing is what fascinates them, and gives them something to talk about.


For those who live below the surface, and viewed from another level, it’s just a lot of shifting forms and colors dancing in a feeding frenzy of shiny lures and false lights, engaged in the temporary business of appetites and desires. In some cases, they swim upward to feed. In other cases, they have no business with the surface, as you well know if you live down here with me, keeping in mind that up and down, in and out, and many other polarities are relative, and there’s a lot more than that going on. To each their own, eh?


There’s plenty to get upset about, and... there’s plenty to pay no attention to. Whatever it is, it won’t be there for long... before it turns into something else. Knowing this, and living in the certitude of it, grants a harmony of being that is not generally accessible to anyone who doesn’t cherish it above everything that might cause them to lose it, and...



...one last thing






End Transmission.......



Today’s Original Song is=



♫They are Themselves a World♫ by Les Visible

I don't think there's been a week of songs like this before. I love 'certain' forms of Jazz. They don't usually get posted. too introspective some might say. This would be my "A Day in The Life."

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(next week we’re moving to a different feel. Every week, we will try to be thematic in what we create, by the Grace of God, but we will never stray far from the injustices of this world. There will always be at least one tune to reflect this, and sometimes all of them will reflect this.)





This Sunday, we will be on Feet-2-The-Fire Radio with James Jancik. It should be around 1-1:30 Central Time. In any case, it will be posted once it happens.


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