God Poet Transmitting…….
If you think because it’s not on the news anymore that things have evolved to some form of normalcy in the Gazacide, you are sadly mistaken. The kind of evil that is daily in practice by israel is beyond the scope of ordinary humanity. It takes an entire nation of demonically-possessed monsters to make it possible. It takes creatures like this to turn a stolen country into a wall-to-wall memorial to Giles de Rais.
I do not enjoy conversing about a demographic of shit-golems anymore than I enjoy trying to read the future in a splatter of rabid beaver shit, especially when I know the future is the product of my present. Some people have a taste for this sort of thing, but I suspect it is an acquired taste, like ballet or self-harming. One of these often leads to the other.
Let’s focus on what leads to honorary mention of it through the performance of behaviors that reflect its likeness... I am talking about what I call Technocratic Spiritual-Materialism, or New-Age Marketplace Spirituality. You may have never heard of them before, and that is because I just created those labels this very moment.
They reflect a certain trend in the blogosphere-podcaster realm of UFO, and alien culture enthusiasts, who engage in video-game history simulation of actual history through talking about it, and the promotion of endless dietary supplements and weird weight loss devices, precious metal and digital currency speculators who live in a strange land of metaphysical jingoism, where any mention of God as authority is grounds for getting kicked out of the club.
They come up with the weirdest theories about the Talmudically-hijacked president of the United States, and it's a widespread club of like-minded opportunists that is growing all the time because of the incredible material return that can be gained by shilling for things you can’t prove, but which activate the imagination of people scared shitless by the present state of The World.
Every one of these carnival barkers has a huge online supermarket of weird products that are going to help you live forever, which… none of them will EVER do. Every one of them is a millionaire several times over, and many of them are way past that, and yet… and yet… they are driven… lashed onward… relentlessly pressed to make more, and more money because… they never have enough money, even when they have more money than they will ever spend.
They disparage the new age-timeshare salesman, with the I am God you are God mentality, when it is visibly apparent that they are New Age 2.0 The big daddy icon of this group of internet money-chasers is Alex Jones, who also has the biggest online supermarket except for… maybe… one of his old employees that he fell out with because falling out with Alex is a rite of passage in the relationship.
Some of the earlier, well-fixed and still asking for donations crew run large news-gathering websites. The later iterations have opted for internet celebrity status, and making the rounds of all the seminars, simp-osiums and conventions where wannabe ascended masters press the flesh and invent new handshakes for whatever they hope is going to replace the old secret societies.
Every one of them knows everything about everything there is to know about, and can talk like over-infused testosterone junkies who are past their screw-by date. I have met some of them in real life, and some in virtual space. Let me tell you something about getting let out on the playground. One thing you cannot do, and hope to keep playing, is… tell the truth. You also can’t say, I… don’t… know… because it is a sign of weakness and hurts the collective bottom line.
You had better have a bottom line too because otherwise there is nothing to talk about. It’s the next evolution of The Old Boys Club putting down roots that they hope will hold the future in place until they can gain control of it. Okay…
...okay, I’m sorry to be going on about these people. They don’t come here anyway, and they wouldn’t listen regardless of who was speaking. They got a racket. It’s working. There is no more to say, except that they are getting older by the minute, and will be gone when their hour arrives, no more aware of what is actual and everlasting than they were before they started hustling.
Anyway… today is the day to talk about them because they came up in a big way through the system of this connects to that. There are all kinds of rent boys and girls who operate on various levels, in the war for attention and money. Some are rich. Most are poor, BUT that’s the only difference between any of them.
Things are going to change dramatically soon. Everyone who thinks they are operating under the cover of a protected identity or system is going to find themselves exposed. That is what’s coming. One of the basic tenets of Awakening is self-awareness. Like it or not, you will be exposed to the truth of what you are as the collective awakening expands.
If you are gaming existence from one or more angles while playing King of the Hill, you will have this revealed to you, and to everyone who knows you. It will be a level playing field because everyone will be going through it, except for The Friends of God because they have been going through it all along, and now The Grand Reversal is going into action, AKA, the first will be last, etc.
I know everyone has their own idea about what might happen, or what they are absolutely sure is going to happen, or what they will do when the unexpected happens because you had better not take your eye off the ball. I’m not saying I know what’s going to happen. I have a general idea of the metaphysics that will be employed, BUT I do not know the shape it will take. I don’t have to. I am in touch with The Guy who pulls the strings of the people who think they pull the strings.
You know this guy too, sort of, but maybe you haven’t stayed regularly in touch. Maybe you’ve been listening to the people who were selling you supplements and systems of thought that employ one form or another of what is no more than self-hypnosis.
Some say this. Some say that, and some say this and that. They’ve been selling wild wackadoddle tales since the turn of the century and before. That’s a lot longer now than it used to be. Some say The Moon was dragged into place for all sorts of mysterious reasons of which they have given proof of exactly none until now. Antarctica and the North Pole, same thing. They have given proof of exactly nothing until now, BUT…
...if it gets your attention, they will tell you about it. People with needs they can’t control need attention. Once you got attention, once you got fame, you wish you’d gotten out of line before you got it. Ask any celebrity what the worst part of fame is, and they will tell you it is all the attention when you don’t want it; when you try to go anywhere in public, and people won’t leave you alone. Why do you think the big guns travel with so much security?
Fame is something else in the beginning, and a terrific pain in the ass later on. It is like walking around, all… the… time... with a hairnet of flies and mosquitoes… buzzing, whining, and you have to hang out with other famous people who are not very nice people, or people from your past that you left behind so you could get famous.
Then there are the hard-core fundamentalists, the scriptural literalists of the letter of the law that results… ultimately… in crucifixions. God is NOT a bookkeeper or an accountant. He has systems in place that handle every exigency. God is love… LOVE! There is no party line. There are people who insist you subscribe to their way of groupthink; Ah… emphatically… no!
As The Tone… the Pulse… the Resonance approaches, there is a massive convention center filled with booths where people are explaining what it all means, or selling you what you can’t be without when it arrives, and none of these people have EVER proven anything yet. They just go on to the next thing, rightly assuming you will forget the blather that preceded it.
They all want to be perceived as sexy, desirable, and magically young. They refuse to age, though the aging process takes no notice of that. They snort through their noses like an impatient bull because… those testosterone patches really work, so do the HGH injections, and all the high-end monkey juice that the industry has been providing since the middle of the last century. When you can afford it. You get it.
Better than getting people who don’t love you to pretend that they do, is getting the attention of The One who loves you enough to have created you in the first place. What is so wrong with loving God instead of all this temporary stuff? I don’t care what kind of a run you’ve had till now; you are going to get exposed, or… simply forgotten. Count on it, but God won’t ever forget you, probably good if you don’t forget God.
God is coming, and God is here because Time and distance do not factor in with God coming and going. Better wake up to the difference between what is actually important and everything else that isn’t, or that’s all you will have, that… and the moths… and the rust, and…
...One Last Thing……. (I don’t remember what this is because I can’t check now. Hopefully it is of use; X has shut me out completely; explanation further on.)
Let us close with more from Shankara’s Crest of Wisdom;
Every form of outward perceiving has come to rest; the knowing soul becomes latent in the Self from which it springs; the name of this is dreamless life, wherein he says "I know nothing at all of the noise of the moving world."
The body, powers, life-breaths, mind, self-assertion, all changes, sensuous things, happiness, unhappiness, the ether and all the elements, the whole world up to the unmanifest--this is not Self.
Glamor and every work of glamor from the world-soul to the body, know this as unreal, as not the Self, built up of the mirage of the desert.
But I shall declare to you the own being of the Self supreme, knowing which a man, freed from his bonds, reaches the lonely purity.
There is a certain selfhood wherein the sense of "I" forever rests; who witnesses the three modes of being, who is other than the five veils; who is the only knower
in waking, dreaming, dreamlessness; of all the activities of the knowing soul, whether good or bad--this is the "I";
Who of himself beholds all; whom none beholds; who kindles to consciousness the knowing soul and all the powers; whom none kindles to consciousness; by whom all this is filled; whom no other fills; who is the shining light within this all; after whose shining all else shines;
By whose nearness only body and powers and mind and soul do their work each in his own field, as though sent by the Self;
Because the own nature of this is eternal wakefulness, self-assertion, the body and all the powers, and happiness and unhappiness are beheld by it, just as an earthen pot is beheld. This inner Self, the ancient Spirit, is everlasting, partless, immediately experienced happiness; ever of one nature, pure waking knowledge, sent forth by whom Voice and the life-breaths move.
Here, verily, in the substantial Self, in the bidden place of the soul, this steady shining begins to shine like the dawn; then the shining shines forth as the noonday sun, making all this world to shine by its inherent light; knower of all the changing moods of mind and inward powers; of all the acts done by body, powers, life-breaths; present in them as fire in iron, strives not nor changes at all.
This is not born nor dies nor grows, nor does it fade or change forever; even when this form has melted away, it no more melts than the air in a jar.
Alike stranger to forming and deforming; of its own
being, pure wakefulness; both being and non-being is this, besides it there is nothing else; this shines unchanging, this Supreme Self gleams in waking, dream and dreamlessness as "I," present as the witness of the knowing soul.
End Transmission…….
Today’s Original Song=
♫Lord, What if I Should Promise You♫
The most recent (until tomorrow evening) discourse from The First Church of The Presence of God is here.
The latest Dark Splendor Chapter is up
Links appear at Substack=
https://lesvisible322755.substack.com/
X has completely shut me out of the site for some time now, and every effort runs in a loop, and all ports of communication are closed. The interesting thing is that I didn’t do anything, nor was I informed of any suspension. I cannot even see the site, so I will be unable to post X-links anymore. This is of no matter to me, and in fact, reduces my workload considerably, but I will no longer be able to give you links from there after I run out of what I have, just so you know. They got a new Ash Can Nazi in charge, and I’m guessing that’s the reason.
THE MAGICALLY DISAPPEARING X-LINKS DIMINISH ACCORDINGLY=
When you twist the sexual nature, you can expect this sort of thing=
Keep this in mind when you get all fearful and despairing. God is obviously real=
https://x.com/ilyassahinMD/status/2088820104070910207
Too bad it's in Colorado=
https://x.com/zillowgonewild/status/2089458419145252971
This is how bad it has gotten with the DEI-Transgender elites who pronounce judgment on truthtellers for telling the truth=
Yep, and soon to come to an end=
https://x.com/DanielGilr44222/status/2086594821578240496
How it really is=
https://www.thetruthseeker.co.uk/?p=330209
If you have the time, this is worth watching. It shows you how insane people have gotten, and it involves physiognomy. Yeah, I know, the Daily Wire, but it's not the guy with short man's disease, Ben Shapiro=
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bMP8iOUns5k
I have no idea what is going on here=
https://x.com/KCastigada/status/2086516022983438629
It's unbelievable, isn't it?=
https://x.com/Panchenko_X/status/2089339632827748482
Well... it's all going according to (the Kalergi) plan=
https://x.com/ModernCeasar/status/2089220281776619646
They've been at it for a while=
https://x.com/UnityNewsNet/status/2089399779637801293
It keeps intensifying=
https://x.com/phantompain1984/status/2086868254182789133
History always surprises you when you look deeper into it=
https://x.com/AncientHistorry/status/2086859816325067249
Yes... a new world is coming=
https://x.com/Caarat1/status/2086109877085032648




























16 comments:
Happy and Joyous 80th solar return Más and Más Visible ! May the planets and stars be propitious for your bio photons to shine in splendor……
Cheerful Love GrizzlyBear hug
Unuk
I won't be boo-hooing if you NEVER post another x link again...
Thank you kindly! I keep getting younger and better looking (grin). It's like a gift. It's like I can't control it, and... who would want to?
Dear Visible,
Alles Gute zum Geburtstag!
What an incredible post!! Your compositions help me keeping it together here in the sickcare system.
Ein gutes und gesundes neues Jahr!!
Much love all around!
Missing Munich
filen danke
🎶Lord what if I should promise you.🎶 What a beautiful song. I have felt that way a great deal as of late. I would if I could do just that to stop this madness. However I do not think it works that way . He will act when He acts and your reassurances that the time is near is a huge help getting through this difficult period of Life on Earth.
Reggie
Nostrils to the sky.
Somebody killed/allowed to die Hayden Panettiere on Sunday, the 16th, the little cheerleader from HEROES a long time ago. She knew too much. After many battles with drugs and booze she was free... then she went to see a pal down south and never came back. They called it a coronary and an overdose at the same time so go figure. She wrote a book about the scum of Hollywood and someone said "She won't get away with it" and she sure didn't. Didn't save the cheerleader. The world? We'll see. Best of luck to all.
I had a dream last night and this morning I thought of you. I very rarely remember my dreams and I haven't thought about you in a long while.
In my dream a person was standing there who held this blanket. I couldn't really see them. The blanket was made with this really delicate material. Almost as if it was woven with spider silk webing.
They placed it apon me and it desolved into my body. Then They said Because you have made The Lord, Even the Most High thy habitation.
I woke up, grabbed my coffee, did my normal prayers and meditation, spent some time being quiet, then read pslam 91 and you popped into my mind.
Not sure why you popped into my mind. So, I came on here to see. Thanks for the Book Recomendation. Perhaps that is the-> Why. Happy Birthday, Live long and Prosper!
I Win with God within ~
A few weeks ago i went out on the deck at sunset to have a smoke.
I saw a young spider spinning her web accross the path. It sparkled with elaborate colors of a distant sunset. It was wonderful to witness her delcate and deadly craft. Her art of deception.
I did warn her that she had built it accross the path and at some point, someone, a force she could not fathom in her wildest spider fantasies would come down that path destroy all her handy work.
I wished for her to have a good catch before that moment of destruction. Then all the sudden a fat bumble bee landed in her web. The bumble bee was 5 times bigger than the little spider. She spun him round and round then stood upon him in Triump like David over Golaith.
I stood up and gave her a solo standing ovation. I saw her glory, her elegance and craft in the eternal now. It was wonderful to witness.
The next morning when I woke up I went out to the same spot to have a smoke and a cup of coffee. The little spider was gone. I looked for her. I saw no trace of her. Destroyed by a force she could never comprehend on its way to do something she could never fathom.
That taught me far more about the future of this world, than a Billion "bomb shell reports" on X.
After all, They are the Noisome Pestilance mentioned in Psalm 91.
I pay them no mind.
For one morning, I shall rise and and see they will be no more. Destroyed by a force they could never comprehend on its way to do something they could never fathom.
"The knowledge of the real by the eye of clear insight is to be gained by one's own sight and not by the teacher's." The Crest - Jewel of Wisdom.
Thanks for The Book. Well written.
Until we meet again,
I Win with God within ~
Well, I'm glad you were able to add me in as an afterthought there at the end of that commentary. I used to have dreams of being an extra in those big Biblical film extravaganzas, but after I went to Hollywood and had to stand in line, it just took too long to become a face in the crowd, which I already was unless I was facing the other way, as I usually do.
Salute Visible!
All the best to Your today' s birthsday!
Crazy how the time gallops on... I remember asi yesterday, when you included a photo of you with that young lady ať that dark- gothic rock/metal (or whatever that was) festival in Germany , looking tremendously energized and vítal... I guess nothing much changed eyternally, while many-thing changed intervaly- for the better!
Godspeed to you!
Well, there's a flash from the past. I remember the young lady, and the concert in Cologne but... ah! It took me a moment, now I remember more details. Sometimes my filing system is somewhat archaic. At least it works, sort of. Thank you for that!
many who are first will be last, and the last will be first.
Outside of the unique presentation of yadda and dadda formed up like a homilie on a sampler sitting on a couch or hanging on a wall somewhere, it does beg the question of what happens to the people in the middle.
A new Smoking Mirrors is now up=
"No One can Force Realization. An Intense and Sustained Longing is Required for A True Realization to be Conferred on You."
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