God Poet Transmitting…….
The Crass media is filled with absurdities and bizarre profanities of behavior. Acts of kindness are being repaid with brutal murders. Mass murdering Killer Vaccine manufacturers now have law enforcement and the courts stating that religious exemptions are not permissible.
The iron fist is no longer in a velvet glove, and the Ash-Can-Nazi terror train has pulled into the station and unleashed battalions of rampaging orcs on mainstream America and all the nations of the West. You must submit to injury and death at their hands! IT’S THE LAW!!!
Transsexualism, and every... other... perversity... imaginable... is now more protected, and its causes more advanced than normalcy ever was. You can’t see who’s doing it, which is clear evidence of who is doing it, even if it were not already an established truth that history repeats itself again, and again, and again, so that those who brought you the Weimar Republic... in earlier times... are now back with (drum roll!) a new… and improved Weimar Republic.
Everywhere you look, that which is twisted and a danger to all is celebrated and held aloft as if it were the waving standard of a victorious army… determined to murder everyone and then let God sort them out.
I see now that conditions are meant to be pressed to the extreme, as those who were so certain of their conquest now find that it is fear that drives them. This is something all criminal minds eventually discover, and that is the presence... of something... long concealed... and now revealed within them. It is something they have no answer for and no defense against.
Now, in their panic, they are pulling out all the stops. They fully intend to take everyone with them, BUT… that which judges them within their own consciousness… happens also to be present in everyone else.
So it is that their influence wanes away to nothing, and they are left... naked and defenseless... as awareness dawns upon their doomed future... unrolling like a magic scroll in their minds... that shows everything that hasn’t happened… now appearing in The Theater of The Mind. It’s a strange thing when Coming Attractions begins to play inside your head.
How do I know this is what is taking place? It has taken place many times before. What is out of place is put back into order. There is a reason that scripture uses specific words to illustrate this particular cosmic event; when God comes… he comes to RESTORE ORDER. He sets life back into balance, and this… AUTOMATICALLY… rewards the righteous and punishes the evildoer.
The manifest plane exists because of laws that hold everything in their place, AND in their shape, and every shape has a destiny that is peculiar to its nature. Every symbol represents energy held in a state of generating suspension. Every letter written into the fabric of every form is a precise statement of something, and when words are formed from letters, they indicate a great deal more.
Every number is a power that expresses through what the number signifies, and numbers joined in particular arrangements indicate a great deal more. At the heart of the incredible complexity of life’s appearances are simple laws that control everything... according to what it is... and what it does.
What it does is what it is. What it is... is what it does, just as our personal destiny is constructed out of what we thought into being, and the actions we took… based on our intentions. Everything that is out of sorts here at this time is… due to bad parenting.
On the one side are people trying to understand it all through the accumulation of knowledge… details… how this fits where? How that works, and they are like a person categorizing the particles of sand on a beach. It’s all sand. I suppose you might find variations, BUT… what does it mean? It don’t mean shit to a tree.
It’s a matter of whether you think your head will get you into Heaven, or whether you had better depend on your heart. I KNOW how I approach the situation, and every day I learn something new about The Greatest Commandment. There is a reason why God chooses the simpletons, the fools, and the mentally compromised, and I certainly qualify for one of those, if not all of them.
Sure, the letters mean this and that, and when you have the right language mastered, you can learn to put phrases together that can be heard on higher planes. You can learn how numbers and letters are the key to a certain ancient code, and sooner or later you run into the guardians at the gate, AND… you had better be prepared, or you will be sorry.
I went as far as I needed to go into these things, which was considerably further than most people, and I did it day after day. I was relentless, and I took every accelerant I could find to get to the Blessed Spheres. Over and over I danced with the angels, and then... inevitably... I was integrated back into the shit, where… I assure you… I was not happy. So I did it again… and again… and again, and way more times than I have space to write… and again.
I wanted it bad. I wanted it more than anything, and I threw my life away over and over again. I used to carry a recorder with me, and I used to tell people, “Remember the flute!” I would go up on the mountain, and I was as high as the mountain, and I would… at some point… throw the flute down onto the rocks below. It symbolized my physical form… my identity of The Mind… my masking selves; forget the flute!
I don’t know how many flutes I did this with, BUT… in how many lives did I do the same until I got to here? It paid off… finally. Along the way. I pissed off a lot of people. I also did a lot of good. I was a walking… talking example of that saying: “you can’t make an omelet without breaking eggs.” I broke a lot of eggs.
I get it… in part… now, I get the allegories and why the different players had their roles for the stories to make sense. I don’t actually know any more than I ever did. I don’t think you can know the truly important things. They are too elusive to be caught and held in the nets of the mind. They don’t even make sense to a separated mind, so… when you come across them… who is it that is seeing them anyway? Only God can see God.
Yesterday… for whatever the reasons are that I never get… I was traveling through these Buddhist and Zen Buddhist and Tibetan Buddhist sites, and one intellectual after another (an inch deep and a mile wide) was holding forth on minutiae that help no one, and then… INEVITABLY… you saw all the useless crap they had for sale, that has nothing to do with that which you cannot see. You could definitely say you got the t-shirt if you went to any of those places. You could say you got the whole wardrobe, and a mortgage too.
When you look in the mirror afterward, you can see what a fool looks like when he's all dressed up and doesn’t know where he’s going. It’s one… big… fucking… supermarket… EVERYWHERE!!!
Go to the pundits… new age and technocrat podcasts… people in robes talking about mindfulness, AND… no matter how much they get, they NEVER have enough money… ever! There are people who believe in God, and people who don’t believe in God, and they all have a place on the sidewalk of the Boulevard of Material Culture, and they want to sell you something that doesn’t work, and I KNOW none of it works SIMPLY because you have to pay for it with MONEY!
You cannot EVER get it for money. Love God with all your heart, and God will come and dwell with you, and you will lack for… NOTHING. I know and experience this throughout every day. I know it to be true, even if I don’t know much of anything else.
It’s getting worse by the day. These people have no principles and zero understanding, BUT… they got a title! They get to be called Lord High Mucky-Muck! They get to be Roshi-This, and Abbot That. They get to play dress-up. They come on stage and talk about… about what exactly are they talking about? None of that works for me, so… I don’t have any friends in the industry.
Let me tell you… it’s hard highway when you refuse to see The Emperor’s New Clothes. There is some kind of conspiracy of shared bullshit between all these mucky-mucks, and the bankers… lawyers… and assorted role players of every stripe. They all agree to pretend to know what’s going on.
Already, God is showing up in their heads. God is coming in everyone’s head and heart, and God is going to make an announcement. You can stay tuned or not. It doesn’t really matter. You’ll hear it well enough when the time comes, and…
End Transmission…….
Today’s Original Song is=
♫My God Can Wear an Elephant’s Head♫
Discourse #7 from The First Church of The Presence of God is at this location.
The latest chapter of the audiobook The Dark Splendor is at this location.
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