Saturday, November 29, 2014

Killing for Krap and the Wrath of Tamerlane.

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May your noses always be cold and wet.

The fall of a gigantic super power and its culture of excess is never pretty. It is especially gruesome when, front and center, all that one can see is the tawdry, the ridiculous and the embarrassing. Of everything I have seen, nothing sums it up better (or worse?) than this. It’s all become a cartoon; an unfunny cartoon. The leaders are cartoon characters. The social luminaries and entertainment icons are all cartoons. When it isn't a cartoon it is a horror movie. It’s Tom and Jerry hacking each other to death with axes. It’s Roadrunner being chased by a rabid, frothing at the mouth, coyote and then... a safe falls on his head. It’s not a safe, it’s the Federal Reserve and it’s not the Roadrunner, it’s the American public, lurching on crutches down a concrete road of fused skeletons. The stretch of the highway of the dead goes on forever.

Somewhere over a millennium ago, a stunted little psychopath named Tamerlane, built a massive concrete wall and he embedded over 2,000 living men into it. There they remained screaming and crying out, until they starved or vermin and predators killed them. That wasn't all Tamerlane did. He buried alive, over 4,000 Armenians. He built many towers of skulls at Aleppo and Damascus. He slaughtered 100,000 Indian captives at Delhi and 70,000 others at Isfahan. There’s a monster for you. History is filled with examples of this sort of thing, committed by these kinds of people.

One of the things I have noticed as I go, is how few people have any awareness of History and what history they do know about is what is sanitized for public consumption. Materialism has a lot of byproducts and nearly all of them are toxic and undesirable. One of them is the wide spread proliferation of callous indifference and brutality that are expressed in action, manifesting from the mind of assumed authority. Here’s a classic example of that and this sort of thing is happening in multiples every single day. Meanwhile, the nation is in uproar over the shooting of someone who robbed a store and assaulted a police officer. The more I look at the case the less innocent Michael Brown appears. Saying this won’t win me any leftist liberal hearts. Maybe they can create a downtown holy manger scene with Brown and the Memphis 3 from Robin Hood Hills. It’s what it is until it isn’t.

It’s getting really weird out there and as Mr. Apocalypse cranks up the uncovering of manufactured darkness, it is going to get even weirder and the indefensible gets more and more indefensible. Slowly but surely, light is creeping into the Groves of Academe. It’s the opposite of the darkness creeping in as it did over past decades. The press is on! Try as they might, the manipulators of perception, the hidden persuaders, the smoke and mirrors dancers and snake oil salesmen are all getting turned out and showcased for what they are.

It truly is touch and go. Will humanity wake up in time? Will calamity swallow humanity whole? Will The Perfect Bacon Bowl be that mysterious relic that future civilizations pull from their archaeological digs and will they create an entire religion out of it like what happened in “A Canticle for Leibowitz?”

Every day I climb out of the brilliant color of the night’s fading dreams and rise to whatever the occasions of the day might be. I go to the Crass Media and I go to the Alternative Media and I think about what I see. I sit down to write about what I see, as I am doing at this very moment. I wonder and I analyze. I consider what actions are appropriate for me to take and to abstain from. I look at what is possible for me, or anyone and I find... I find... invariably that all I can do is seek to improve myself and my nature and attitude. The world outside is a runaway butcher shop. The level of cruelty and general disregard is both shocking and intimidating. Black Friday got transplanted across the Atlantic to one of the major centers of gross obesity on the planet with the predictable result. You've got more pictures than you could need of the whole sorry spectacle.

Materialism is a disease. It is nearly indistinguishable from Cancer. It is a cancer. It eats your soul. Obviously, this sad and horrible trend has to play itself out. What can you do? You can step out of the way. You are not going to convince any of the rest of them to. They are mad. They are certifiably insane and they will kill and maim in the pursuit of gain. They will Kill for Krap. Imagine the level of rage, the anger that the futility and impotence generates. Think of what the end result will be when the assault of ever more outraged Nature and the lack of heating fuel and electricity meet up.

Imagine the exponentially wider epidemic of health problems that are on the doorstep given the diet and emotional state of the masses. It is not going to be pretty. I don’t want to sell despair over it all. It is meant to happen in those places where it happens and you will happen to be there or you will not. To the degree that you are a part of this consciousness, the fate of this consciousness will play out in your life.

Beneath the surface of what might be called ‘ordinary life’ but which is no longer ordinary, there are large monsters swimming in the collective unconscious and these monsters are being whipped to the surface through the medium of the masses.

Day after day, I watch what comes to pass. I watch the wider world and I watch what passes directly in front of me. Where is the best place to be during a cattle stampede? The best place to be is somewhere else. Where are cattle stampedes most likely to occur? They are most likely to occur where there are a whole lot of cattle herded up or grazing in the same place. I've got no more to say on the matter.

Last week I went to take a test for which I had gone through a lot of changes and a lot of work to be in a position to take it. Yesterday, I found that I had passed that test and now I have EU citizenship as well as US citizenship. That means I can go anywhere that this influence runs the show and stay as long as I like. This was quite an achievement for me and it comes on the heels of some other achievements that I don’t feel the need to go into at the moment. Let’s just say things are moving well and I had been told they would and so they are. This doesn't mean it can’t all go horribly south at any moment but... the trending vibe is not giving any indication of that.

I was communicating back and forth with an acquaintance in the islands. I can’t call him a friend, though he might use that designation but friends are as friends do. There was an option for me to possibly rent a space in a location that might have been workable for me but this person worked very hard to convince me that I should instead move into an area of the jungle, where I had once lived but where, in this particular section, there are no utilities but plenty of rats and centipedes and pretty constant rains coming with the winter season. His argument for my moving there was that the person who owns the place needs the money and that is why I should move there because it would help this person out. Last time I lived down there, my Washburn guitar came apart at the neck from the moisture and the mold got into everything. Plus there are quite some numbers of desperate sorts living down there who are capable of all sorts of things and it’s not easy to make these places secure. I would have to set up all kinds of off the grid energy and internet sources in order to function there but that was no problem for him; he wouldn't be living there. I’m glad I’m sane... even if most people are not. I’m going to stick with my original plan.

Why I mention these things, following what I started out writing about, is to affirm that there has never been a time so much like now when one should advisably keep their wits about them and pay careful attention to where they are and who they are around. Many, many thousands of people died in the tsunami that didn't have to. They just weren't paying attention. When the waters departed from the shore and disappeared way out on the horizon, many people went out on to the sand to collect things and to marvel at the situation. I would have known instantly what the sea withdrawing meant and I would have been hightailing it to higher ground. I was really surprised to find that so many people did not know what this meant. Right at this moment there are a number of different types of tsunamis forming and many people will not see them until the waves are upon them. Trying to warn people like this can result in them setting upon you like a pack of snarling dogs, or in them screaming at you to move out of the way. The best thing is for you to move out of the way; just as far as it is possible for you to do so.

No matter how out of control it may seem to be or become; it is under control and quite possibly there is a connection between this and how under control you are. Be well.


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Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Dragons are not in the Diplomatic Corps.

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Hopefully we can clarify some things today; for me and for you, or maybe only ‘about me’ for your benefit, at least as far as interpersonal things go. I am not a lamb. I am not a fluffy bunny or a cuddly cat. I am not a Saturday morning cartoon character. EACH OF US has characteristics and qualities with supernatural association; HOWEVER... in most of us these features are LATENT. We have to awaken them and this; I and some others have managed to do. For me, it came about through an intensity of brutal trauma, aspiration, powerful psychedelic experiences and periods of Brahmacharya and other physical austerities. I also had the good fortune to be brought into the presence of a powerful master on a timeless beach years ago and was able to see the very characteristics of which I will refer to here today, operating in him ...in an unmistakable fashion.

Unless we are some kind of cosmic blockhead and archetypal dullard, we all come out of a tradition that is connected to us at some point in our lifetimes. You can find out what this is by subjecting yourself to whatever it takes to strip away the veneer of your self conscious assumptions about who and what you think you are. There are various ways to initiate suitable trauma or favorable conditions to bring revelation about but I do not recommend many of them in general ...because, I HAVE SEEN that most people cannot handle this when it happens. It takes a certain type of person to be able to just drop all of their ideas and attitudes about themselves. In my case, I had all sense of self beaten out of me to begin with so there wasn't anything much to get rid of. Occasionally, our lives are geared in an unavoidable fashion to a particular end. This was the case with me. What any of that means, overall result wise, I have yet to discover but I suspect that time is much closer than it was.

My traditional archetype; which came out of the intrinsic yoga that followed my initiation, is that of the dragon and also the cobra. From its most ancient genesis; out of which evolves ALL traditions and faiths, that being India, it is the cobra. From the further evolution of metaphysical thought as it passed into China it becomes the dragon. That is the essential variation of force as it is expressed through the snorting technique, as well as the dynamic tension yoga forms that I practice. None of this is being articulated or defined with any precision and can’t be effectively in the verbal medium. These things are best explained to the consciousness through the intuition but that is not the purpose of this posting to begin with.

In the course of my traveling from the events that have had the most significant impact on me, I have met the occasional mysterious stranger and had the occasional serendipitous encounter where someone recognized what it is that is at work in me particularly and they have confirmed this to me. Out of every tradition, there are certain typical roles that an aspirant will move to and sometimes ‘through’. At some point I might cease to be a dragon and transmute into a tortoise. It happens. Even within the particular archetypal expressions that any of us might ‘personalize’, There are also differences in ‘magnitude’, ‘intensity’ and ‘application’. There are complexities of definition. Some of the personalized expressions of the cosmos through the individual in ALL traditions are; prophet, saint, sage, guru, adept, exempt adept, ipsissimus, intoxicated madman, masts (naked renunciates, wild eyed wild haired madmen) and Buddha/Bodhisattva etc. There are combinations. In my case the personalized expression is that of ‘sage’, with a more specific title of ‘madman, mystic, sage’. By this time, it has been demonstrated to me often enough for me to be fairly clear about the overall role. For those with multiple designations, the individual is in the process of a passage of ongoing refinements of the type, whereby the crazy aspect, or whatever ancillary aspects, are transmuted into a polished and rooted singularity.

In my case, it is not me that is significant at all but that which ‘rides upon or within me’. This link gives some insight into what is under discussion. There is plenty more where that came from (internet). I am a water pipe channel, or a horse, or a conveyance of the type already mentioned.

Why am I talking about this today? It is so that, hopefully, the reader is not seduced into thinking that I am something I am not, like a cuddly kitten, a bunny, a sweet and light- “how pretty the flowers, how pretty the hours, how pretty you, how pretty me”. I am not that. I am more forceful and direct and for good reasons. I am not a peacemaker. I am a warrior. I may not be a very good one but despite that, I am that. There is and will be conflict between myself and those hoping for and/or expecting something different from me. This is why I routinely say, “Take what you find useful and ignore the rest.” I am not here to play pattycake, or to make people feel good about themselves. I am not here to appear all wise and knowing because I am not all wise and knowing. Occasionally, real wisdom may pass through me and occasionally I may know something in the moment that has been made accessible to me and I might not know it moments later.

My tradition and lineage comes out of the very long ago and for all I know, my teacher has been alive through all of this time. He certainly looked the part. I have NEVER met anyone who looked like him and bristled with the power and energy that he did.

People’s feelings are going to get hurt around me. This is not because I generally enjoy doing something like that. That would be very far from the truth of the matter but... I have a plain way of speaking. I am direct and in this age of touchy feely, there are all kinds of overly sensitive souls who don’t care for that and prefer to be stroked and coddled and patted on the head. That’s not my job. I pay the price for it too but the benefits of this far outweigh the liabilities. The New Age has done significant harm to the way we have come to view ourselves and the particularly perverse environment of ‘self discovery’ that these money monger hucksters are engaged in; “I’m okay, you’re okay”, weekend intensives that lead to certificates designating you as a master, ridiculous seminars that result in you being enlightened, westernized charlatan gurus who anoint the criminally mercantile with a few pedestrian parlor tricks that make it possible for them to milk the dairy cows.

During my time I ran across any number of insufferable ‘teachers’, goddess types, guru whores and layabouts whose sole objective was to get laid, paid, worshiped, or housed for free. My tune “New Age Twinkie” is about actual conversations I overheard while lurking about the entrance of the Paia health food store; Mana Foods I think it was called, it’s been awhile. I used to highly enjoy standing nearby to empowering dialogues, going on between professional airheads and listening to some of the unintentionally hilarious exchanges that would occur.

I know I have tried to EXPLAIN certain things about me and how I go about what I do, MANY TIMES before. I do not do this to emphasize how unique and ‘special’ I am. Believe me, even if it were true, just about all of you do not want to have to go through what it takes to get there, or here, however the case may be. You don’t have to. There are certainly less explosive and torturous ways that you can travel to get to wherever it is you are hoping to get. If there were anything exceptional or special about me it would only be the amount of shit I got put through to only get as far as I have gotten (grin).

I know that there are people who want to feel like we have some kind of friendship; an enduring relationship with me and in some cases that may be true. Exchanging emails and coming and going around here for lengths of time does not constitute a relationship, nor do I owe anyone anything relative to whatever investment they think they have with me, based on being around here for any length of time. I did not initiate this, nor have I continued at it in order to build some kind of extended family of mutually sympathetic souls. I’m not going to trash anything that comes out of this particular time slot but then again I might, as it may seem I did with The New Shangri La. I’ve explained all these things ad nauseum.

I am NOT going to pussyfoot around or go into Chinese acrobat contortions to keep everyone amiable toward me and it never crosses my mind that we are going to find ourselves in some kind of fairytale circumstance of happily ever after down here. I have a few simple duties and that is to strive as hard as possible to maintain a certain level of informative discourse and to channel that discourse free of charge, until I am called to do something else. If... in the process of my moving about here, I occasionally offend some of you, or (and it would be, almost without exception) inadvertently step on your toes, I am not a professional ballroom dancer and I am NOT employed in the business of getting you to like me. If I can only be of use, here and there, that is enough for me and if accidents happen, or people feel I didn't stroke them as diligently, or with as much devotion as they may have come to expect well... too bad. Take what is useful and pay no mind to the rest.

Hopefully this clears it all up wherever it may not have been clear before but... I doubt it (grin). Let me conclude by saying that there is nothing exceptional about me that cannot be true about any one of you. Simply do the work and take the licks and you will get wherever it is you may presently think it is you want to go, or... you will get wherever it is that you allow yourself to be led to, which is more along the lines that I operate according to. If... for some reason... you are still unclear about any of this or you are confused about where you stand with me, you are welcome to email me and when I can get around to it, I will reply. May good fortune and the light of the ineffable both shine upon you without pause.


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Addendum; There are many, many paths, especially at this time. Some favor the shamanistic course and usually because they are fascinated by phenomena or want to perform magic. The Castaneda ‘novels’ operate in this sphere and so do the traditions of most indigenous peoples, which most of you are not genetically the offspring of. These kinds of system can be found all over the place; in Shintoism and in Aghora Tantra, Wicca and other forms of paganism. We are in an age where the pursuit of magical powers and the use of bad magic upon the minds of the susceptible and ignorant are everywhere to be seen. This is not my course, though I have brushed up against it and any of us that persist in our determined course will acquire certain powers as we go. Whether we acquire the discipline and acumen to use them properly is something else.

Some of us are traditionalists and seek to evolve within an established religion and that is perfectly fine. Some of us are iconoclasts, or of a philosophical bent and ANYTHING can be fine depending on your ability to step out of any of the systems when the times comes for it... should it come to that. Some attain illumination right within a particular schematic. YOU JUST NEVER KNOW. One thing is for sure, if you are a dilettante you will get what dilettantes get and if you are a serious and sincere aspirant you will get what they get. Whatever the case, insofar as it applies to what happens here; DO NOT expect chili to taste like pound cake, or expect barmaids in dirndl or polka music where it is not the environment for it. Decide what it is you think you want and go there after it until you find it is not what you want, or you achieve it and find that you do. Do not look for plants that are not generic to the place where you are looking for them. Go where those plants are.

One is not wrong to give you what they have when you came looking for something else and didn’t get it. That’s not their fault. Go where what you want can be found and if you don’t know what you want then you had better think about identifying what that is or you will surely find unhappiness and a lack of fulfillment in any case.

By Way of Explanation; (boy, we are getting a bit long here) Yesterday, I replied to a comment by a reader concerning a recommendation I made. For me, what he said was somewhat humorous given my response as you can see over at Petri Dish, if you are of a mind, and some of you will remember my original statement. I was simply being (for me) matter of fact and when I said, “Perhaps you should not follow my recommendations; meaning in that area, because they might not be for you, it was straight up without emotion and sincerely meant. And maybe only ‘some’ of the recommendations will apply. Certainly you should read a review or two on whatever it is that I recommended. I didn't recommend the books as books of wisdom, when that happens I will state it as such. I recommend them as engrossing or informative reads. Some of us read for pleasure. I am one such and of course I read for information too. I am quite certain that that commentator was at the very least mystified by my response and quite possibly felt wounded, which should not happen. People need to be less subjective here and also more resilient. Now as for how come I know this kind of thing, I am an empath and I often feel the results of my statements and my work as it affects listeners or readers. This should not be a cue for those opposed to me to send me bad vibes, which does happen, because I am protected most of the time in that regard (grin) and they will come back upon you, as some of you already know.

Over time, all kinds of weird things go on and sometimes people believe lies that were told about situations in which I was set up for the purpose of diminishment. I figure that people lame enough to go that route are not going to be missed AND... often when people are wrong and they later realize it, their ego or pride will not allow them to admit it. This I have observed directly. One reader in New York is a prime example of this. Nothing that happens around here is an accident. It is all arranged to determine one’s continuing access to whatever it is that goes on here. No blame as far as that goes either way. I’m not for everyone and god help me if I were. Okay... I HOPE this clarifies things in some small respect.

I have no problem being truthful, in as far as my recollection of things go. I don’t lie. I do my best not to. I might not always be comprehensive and clear but I try. Over time there are people who have come around here and deliberately lied about events for whatever their reason was. If you are not disposed to accept my version and ESPECIALLY when I offer a number of eye witnesses in support of it then I don’t want anything to do with you anyway. I have even had people come in and say that what was presented by some was not the truth. Even these things are not enough for people who are just looking for something bad to believe. There is a limit to the degree to which I will bend over backwards. The wise move, if you haven’t even met me in the first place, is to be inclined toward what the majority of those who have, have said.

Finally, let it be known that I am, most of the time, very busy and even when I do take time away from all this, those things I have to do will have increased in the interim. Therefore, sometimes I am speeding through actions and do not take the time to be obliging to the readers emotional expectations. Sometimes I bypass niceties and just get matter of fact. It’s nothing personal (unless it is-grin... but that would be so defined so, since it seldom is, it seldom is). I suggest everyone learn how to be important to themselves and then it will not matter if they are important to me. I love people. I do but... I am a very private person and am most comfortable when I am alone. I understand this cannot even be most of the time and once I am in Hawaii I will be also going into practice as a kind of therapist. People used to come and ask if they could pay me to listen to them... really. It has happened several times. I do have some amount of ability to trouble shoot other people’s problems; would that I had that ability when it comes to myself (grin). So... I am suspecting I will be around others because there are plenty of problems out there and my Shiatsu practice will start up again too. Good grief! I’m out of here.


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Saturday, November 22, 2014

Dancing the Baraka to the Pulse of Shiva's Drum.

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I had been hearing things coming out of the ethers; that sounding board for the word of the ineffable; that resonating, sympathetic medium that is Shiva’s Drum; at least to my way of thinking. It matters not; it’s my image in my posting (grin). Like I said, I’ve been hearing things, things promising me a positive change in my weather. I hadn't seen that happening. I went on as one must do and Today; what a shift! Regardless of whatever news I get as the outcome of what I showed up for today, it’s still a shift because you can feel it. This is the next.

One of the most overlooked aspects of good fortune is one’s emotional climate. It’s one thing to have good fortune and have it manifest in a material sense. It is another thing to feel good about it; not self satisfied, which generates arrogance and a sense of entitlement but a deep down sense of well being, as if all were right with the world.

We hear ancient aphorisms. We see it in scripture. We say it to ourselves to make us feel better about it not happening to us ...AND what is that? It is the understanding that just because people are rich and famous, powerful, influential and well connected; not to mention temporarily beautiful, doesn't mean that person is happy and in possession of a certitude of rightness about the situation. Quite often, especially in these times, people run roughshod over others in the pursuit of riches, power and the like. Try as one might, they cannot hide from their ever watchful conscience, the wrongness of their path. Yes, some of them are psychopaths and sociopaths and have no connection to a functioning conscience but the majority are not from that genre and those cannot escape a perpetual uneasiness about themselves and this results, further up the line, in ‘ashes in the mouth syndrome’; a sense of looming doom and the certainty that it was not worth it.

That has got to be one of the more unpleasant things that can happen in this life; to have moved through it as a real sonofabitch and eventually having to live with it, recognize it and bear the constant reminders, of which there will be many.

Success, however you measure it; sometimes it doesn't come ...and that is often dependent on how you measure it because... success in a real sense, cannot fail to come into the life of a devoted and determined soul. All blessings flows from one source and no other force is in any position to deny it. So... it’s not a matter of relentless enterprise, that mysterious thing called ‘luck’ or any other cause. It comes about because the one, who is the owner of all force, decided that this should happen or be permitted. That goes for the bad guys as well as the good guys and there is always a good reason for it but not always a good result.

When you tell people that you are no longer interested in the grind of the interplay that goes on between people and (in these days) leads, most of the time, to some form and degree of suffering, they might take that all kinds of ways. I’m not opposed to suffering, provided some wisdom is the result of it and providing it was unavoidable, for whatever the reason was. However, when one seeks to free themselves of the endless rounds of gaming that go on in the human vectors of interaction, it is expected that people will presume you are copping out on life. For some reason they think that is what life is all about. That is a narrow definition based on the control freak and appetite drives that are two of the biggest determinants of shit happens. In fact, those who aspire to something higher in this life and take the ‘management decision’ to step away from the acrimony and grief of this perpetual steam bath they are, copping into life; real life. Nothing is sadder than to see people of a certain age still pretending that they are in the game and trying to act and dress like they are. The truth is, only a lot of money or some combination of the other factors of privilege, gives most anyone the currency to perpetuate in that illusion and without them, they’re just telling lies on a bar stool somewhere.

If you are still being driven at a particular stage of your life, it is pretty much a certainty that it is not in the direction of somewhere you actually want to go. There is an essential dilemma in life and it is the reason that so many people feel their lives are empty and unfulfilled and they just get more and more so as time goes by and they pass their due date and their level of commercial and sexual appeal heads further and further down the block to The Dollar Store. The truth is that any life without an awareness of the indwelling spirit is an empty life and the whole purpose, the entire purpose of coming here, is to find that out and either you find that out or you will suffer and suffer and suffer until you do and no one can do anything for you because you are indifferent to all of the efforts already being made for you.

Certainly, lives will come and go that are chock full of excitement and high rolling sorties behind the velvet ropes but... they are just a few blurred moments of glitter and tingling heat exchanges in the alcohol fused night; in that night of enduring broken promises that can’t be kept and weren't meant. They were only a part of the expediency of need, forced into a temporary congress, like blind worms, writhing in the darkness of the world, twisting and turning in search of light but... they are blind. They are blind.

It feel like, right now, that a lot of bad shit just got washed away, or it got made clear, on a subconscious level, that it never existed in the first place. For some reason there is a fine emptiness where something was formerly resident. It’s empty... but... there’s a good feeling in that emptiness. I've no idea how that could be but it is. It’s been going on now for over 24 hours. Maybe it’s just a phase like everything else that comes and goes here on this plane of constant change. No matter; it is how we change that matters. If we are empty it is why we are empty that counts and that qualifies the experience in the emptiness that might not be empty... or most certainly is.

The possession of the one, through the decision of the one, to take residence in one, is the highest achievement that can be realized. There is none greater. There is no time limit on it. It does not age. It is perpetually new in the cycling of its renewal. It’s like Spring eternal, like that time so long ago, when the children of the living god danced on the mountain tops in the exultation of their state.

You can feel this, sometimes, in Sufi dancing and you don’t have to be a Muslim to do it or experience it. I wasn't and I did. As I remember, it was called The Baraka, or it sounded like that. It was awhile ago. For those of you who have some familiarity with the martial arts; most specifically Ta’i Chi and Aikido, you know that there comes a point where the energy of the body does what it does automatically. As an example of Ta’i Chi; you get up in the morning (cue Desmond Decker) and when you stand up, you find your hands rising into that first position, following the initial placing of the feet into the required position. It is both surprising and reassuring at the same time. It all happens by itself, the moment you stand up. This can also be said for spiritual disciplines that one has been consistent with; you get up in the morning and they seem to do themselves. The discipline has become stronger than the inertia. You have actually discovered a perpetual motion machine. Maybe you should head right on down to the patent office.

The lures of this plane... it is understandable that they would be near irresistible in the passionate stretch of one’s youth. However, while discovering, from the experiences that follow, that this is also empty, when it is not filled with suffering, it is insanity to continue to pursue fulfillment in what is not capable of providing it and anyone who may feel genuinely fulfilled, is fulfilled by another reason for which this process is merely one of the vehicles and not even, by a long stretch, the best of available vehicles.

I've got my sights set on The Alchemical Marriage; which I could give other titles to, depending on the discipline that it occurs in. We've got names for all those things, “The Great Work”, “The Operation of the Sun”, “Godhead”, “Enlightenment” and so on. Of course, these things may vary in the route taken, as well as by degrees of intensity and perpetuation but... I don’t think any of the recipients are complaining.

The sun is shining brilliantly here today. It’s in the upward 50’s and it’s been, more or less like this all through The Fall; not so much in other places... I've discovered lately, in that slow arriving and slow dawning way, why it is that I got put through the things I did. It is sort of a duh moment that it turns out to be for the purpose of demonstration. Anyone can achieve to better things and a higher understanding through persistence and dedication, through sincerity and love; faith, certitude and determination. It’s right there waiting this very moment and has been. Avail yourself.


End Transmission.......

Visible sings: Songwriter by Les Visible♫ Some Lovers ♫
'Some Lovers' is track no. 5 of 10 on Visible's 2006 album 'Songwriter'
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Tuesday, November 18, 2014

No need to Derridarise the Immanentized Eschaton.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May you become the person your dog thinks you are.

One of the phrases that regularly reappear in my thoughts is; “those who love much are forgiven much.” You might say that the addition of that emotion in the context of sincere and even flawed endeavor, validates it in the afterglow. Whatever that endeavor may be, it is sure to be enhanced and shaped to the right end when Love is the motivator. At the same time, with Love in the driver’s seat of your life, you won’t be motivated, automatically, in any direction that runs contrary to it. This is why love is often seen as a shield as much as sustenance because it protects you. Even when others might harm you and you were not discriminating or wise enough to catch it ahead of time, it saves you from the worst of it, which is not whatever you might have lost materially, or however much it might have disadvantaged your life. What is the worst of it? The worst of it is that which gets awakened in your breast as a reaction; vengeance, resentment, hatred, anger etc. You may be sure that these are the worst fruits that can come as the result of being injured by another.

I realize there are people that question my intentions and sincerity. I’m pretty sure they question their own because people ‘naturally’ measure others against themselves; not only from conscious speculation and observation but also from established patterns in the subconscious, which account for our kneejerk and reflex responses to whatever. Perhaps there are people who think they know something about my life. Largely they know what I have told them. Why would I tell people things they can later use against me? That is my full disclosure thing. I absolutely do not want people to presume some idealized version of me. Regardless of the reason but... almost certainly having to do with the effects, over time, of my Kundalini experiences, some amount of people like to look at me as a guru figure. This has been a constant in my life for decades; from the time I was a teenager and anyone asking people who have been in my life for any period of time would find that they concur that this happens and it happens regardless of the environment and often... even regardless of my behavior.

I do not want people to view me in that light. I don’t mind if they see me as a source of information transmitted to and through me by the same force that resides in them as well. I have paid attention to the personas and behavior (by their works ye shall know them) of any number of guru figures from the yoga channel; the new age channel and whatever channel by which people come to be identified in that fashion and I am largely unimpressed and sometimes offended by what I see; especially from that sector which came out of the Bhagavan-Osho lineage and the Papaji pop up instant gurus, the latter of which Papaji commented on and said that it was for the purposes of amusement, a joke if you will. I forget the exact words but the result has surely been that, except that on several levels it’s not funny at all. It is not funny when you manipulate people, when you toy with people’s credibility and faith in you for the purpose of personal profit. In the case of the former, what I notice most is the material focus of those who have set themselves up in this fashion. I don’t want to be like that. What I believe in is far too important for me to misrepresent it for my own purposes. Much better not to claim or accept certain titles, than to accept them and have yourself exposed as being unworthy of them.

If you espouse something that you do not sincerely and accurately reflect in your words and actions, you are a hypocrite. You might be incredibly successful at it but you are still a hypocrite and time will tell. Irrespective of whether you are exposed in a public manner, the ineffable knows. The ineffable knows.

I have been privileged to be in the presence of real jnanam gurus. Their state is unmistakable. Only a fool would presume to present themselves at such a level; once that level is achieved... and it will be, by all sincere and dedicated aspirants.

This will probably further upset the person about to be the subject of discussion but the person should never have gotten upset in the first place. This person, whom I do not know previously, contacts me to let me know that she is also looking for a location in my next location and she sends me a couple of real estate prospects. One of them is surprisingly cheap but considering the locale, understandable. I’m not looking for a place to buy in any case. I don’t have any money. I thank her though and go on with whatever I am doing. A couple of weeks later she enters my mind and as a courtesy I write her to see how she is doing; whether she might have found something for herself. Now, on reflection, I have to wonder, did she think I wanted something from her? That would certainly not be true on any level and I didn't remotely suggest anything like that.

Responding to me, she makes reference to some website called “the Shouter”, where I am being spoken ill of. She says something, more or less like, “You certainly do attract some weird people.” I thought about this and then I wrote about it in a recent posting. Next thing I know I get this screeching email, where she is hugely upset that I mentioned this and telling me that she didn't say what I attributed to her. The difference was trivial, like using ‘to’ instead of ‘too’, or ‘the’ instead of ‘that’. Understand now, I made no identifying remarks about her at all. Perhaps I said ‘she’? That would mean nothing. Yet she was brutally offended as if I had published her name and address. Neither of her chief concerns could possibly be of any concern except to a professional neurotic, or someone who generally looks for trouble and is therefore capable of finding it at any time. I was taken aback by the intensity of her email and so... I let her hear about it.

Perhaps I shouldn't have done this (responded as I did; discussing the subject to begin with, that was perfectly okay, done as it was done). Perhaps I should have put on that guru face where I get all understanding and apologized profusely that she was offended and did that routine that people deeply invested in playing a certain role like to fall back on, cause it makes them look wise and knowing, by catering to an obvious dysfunction which accomplishes nothing in terms of correcting it. What I said probably didn't either (grin). In closing, she let me know that she was sorry that she went out of her way to turn me on to all that valuable information that was of no importance to me whatsoever but; I was gracious about receiving it and sincere about further inquiring of her. I like to be nice. I do something like that several times a day with people I don’t know but I know they would appreciate a cyber-touch; some kind of internet reiki and when I get reminded to do something like that I follow through.

Yeah, I’m not always patient and wise and understanding. I’m working on that and I can see progress, albeit not at the speed I (or others) might like. I’m trying as hard as I can. Maybe that’s the problem? Maybe there is no problem. Certain changes just aren’t due yet. Maybe that’s it. I’m tardy replying to my emails. I forget things I am supposed to do because of other things I am supposed to do but I do do them, immediately, once I am reminded about them.

Incredible things are happening right in tandem with this writing, or boomeranging into things already said. It’s like life imitating art or something like that.

This isn’t the first time I haven’t been pleasant in an email; generally I am. On a related matter, some portion of people feel that since they read my work I owe it to them to read their work or follow up on all kinds of things I have neither the time nor compulsion to. People do not realize the volume of email I receive. This is why I am often tardy in response. I don’t want anyone to cease from communicating with me for this reason. It’s part of what I do and I am glad to do it. Still... I don’t have the time to take people up on everything. It’s two AM and I am writing this. My day begins when I get up and it goes on seven days a week and anything I might enjoy watching or listening to have to go on at the same time or there is no time.

So people might think, “What right does he have to talk about these things when he is flawed as he obviously is?” I’m not going to hide my light under a bushel. I’m not going to wait around until I got some kind of certificate of passage that says I can now do the things I already do. The truth is that we are all flawed; “all have sinned and come short of the glory of god” and “all your righteousness is as filthy rags”. If we wait around until we have a corona around our head or the heavens open and a voice comes out and says, “now, you’re good to go” well... a whole lot that could have gotten done won’t get done.

No one needs a certificate to authorize them to be useful. No one needs some uniform or outfit, funny hats or any of the rest of the paraphernalia to serve as they go. Every moment in our lives is an opportunity to be of use. Some people will appreciate the effort and some people never will. You go into this kind of work and you automatically paint a big target on your back. You do it for free and people don’t believe you. You demonstrate it and they whine about the donations they don’t make in the first place; not knowing that the donations are not and never have been sufficient for what was needed but the ineffable will and does provide. You make constant efforts on people’s behalf and some of them don’t even appreciate it (DO NOT assume I am speaking about you- grin). You do all kinds of things and there is often no reciprocal response. You cannot operate with the expectation that there will be. You have to do it because you love it and even more, you love the one who inspires you to do it. You make your mistakes all along the way but... “those who love much are forgiven much”.

Whether I or you are what we present ourselves as, is something that will be revealed as time passes’ “by their works ye shall know them”. For myself I’m comfortable with that. Time will tell and one thing you can be certain of is that the ineffable will demonstrate in accordance with what is deserved or by grace conferred. Whatever static; barking dogs, suspicious minds or the like come up with is just part of the movie. Especially in this time, service on behalf of the one has exponential potential both in impact and in return. If you are an investor type, this is one hedge fund that deserves serious consideration.

No one should imagine that they can say, “Ah... I didn't know”; though plenty will. Excuses not to do what is possible are easily acquired. They come up all by themselves. We are given ample opportunity to opt out all along the way. One should never worry about it being too late or wallow in states of regret for what they might have done already. The past is past but the moment; the moment is forever and the moment anyone chooses to be in service in whatever way their talents permit them too... opportunities for service will surface through the live long day and you’ll never get tired of it because the joy is always on the increase. The more you do it and the more you lose yourself in it, the more the presence comes and all that was heavy and unwanted about yourself goes away.

I will apologize for using myself as an example to communicate something; on occasion that happens, cause of the purpose of demonstration thing, both the good and bad and the yet to be determined. I sincerely hope each and every particular heart, so inclined, will rouse themselves to a greater industry, in pursuit of a higher level of being. We are collectively engaged, whether we presently know that or not. There is a great power in that. Time will also tell in this matter too.


End Transmission.......

Holy Batshit, Robin! It’s raining grief (grin). Well, following this I will probably have yet another lady more pissed than before by once again talking about the event. This person has the habit of saying things like, “I hope you don’t think I mean.” Or I don’t want to give the impression...” Things like that. Nothing wrong with it but I was seeking to set her at ease about it. I won’t post my whole reply, just the second half of it. It’s all about the same thing;

“I operate only from the level of friendship to varying intensities with pretty much uninterrupted detachment. I doubt that explains anything as it actually is. Let's just say that I have a primary concern and everything and everyone is secondary to that, even though they are directly involved in the mix.

Basically I don't sit around wondering what someone means by this or that or puzzling over motive- unless I am alerted to any form of danger in it and I would be, especially these days. I am in a delightful state to the degree that I lack for nothing in the ways most people seem to and have no demands or strong needs for anything except what I already possess and I want more of that.


Love,


Visible"



In response, I got excoriated for being put off by messy human relationships and similar; which I didn’t say. Then I get dismissed at the conclusion with the usual form letter diminishment of, “I thought you were a different sort of person but you’re just like everyone else.” It wasn't worded that way and I definitely don’t want to go back and read it again since I didn't read most of it in the first place, other than a brief scan and I am in a good mood at the moment. It pretty much implied something along those lines.

So I’m sitting here at 2:00 AM and I've been at my desk most of the day and I am wondering why two separate events based on misinterpretation would both happen in the same time frame where I didn't intend either of them to happen at all. Why would I? Then... into my mind comes the ineffable; “It’s Mr. Apocalypse, visible. Just a little while ago I upped the whole dynamic and I also upped your awareness of it.” I had definitely noticed that part of it.

He continued; "you are going to see and hear things that you have not before and this will become commonplace. You’re also going to have a sharp increase in fortune (no details on that). Expect to find all kinds of interesting, shocking and in some cases funny events happening.” Then he mentioned Bono and the door coming off his plane, followed by a bicycle accident that requires surgery. I was told that things of this nature were going to start happening to all kinds of people at the upper spectrum of profitable self interest.

The shift, both across the board and personally is dramatic. I have to watch myself while driving a car and going up and down the stairs, both of which I have had reason to notice, last night and today, grin). It’s giddy like, as if the atmosphere has been changed and subsequently everything else is resonant in a wider and more comprehensive fashion. I’m not able to accurately describe it. It’s startling and somewhat uncomfortable prior to the integration that will follow shortly.

In conclusion, let me say... I’m not angry with anyone and at the same time I’m not thinking about it, except insofar as I am writing about it right now. I’ll be shifting to Monday Night Football immediately following; much to the consternation of people who don’t like hearing about it, as if it defines me in a lesser way. If I cut out all of the involvements of life that others also indulge in to a greater or lesser degree, I won’t have any reference points for what I write about. I surf the internet, scanning the news and with the football games I get the commercials (when the game is live) and I get news and also insights into human nature. I’m not attached to it. If it wasn't there something else would be but something else is ALWAYS there regardless of the coming and going of everything else. Watching movies gives me a real sense of the culture and the subtle and not so subtle intentions of those using that medium for conditioning and influencing the human mind. I just saw an execrable, badly done fluff piece called St. Vincent with Bill Murray and it’s obvious that the whole film is a construct for Tribe issues done at an oblique angle; transparent in any case. I learn from the things that go on while I am writing or composing.

Sorry folks, about this overlong and scattered posting. I hope to redeem myself at the next Smoking Mirrors and though I might not be into messy human affairs, apparently I am into messy postings now and again, as is evidenced here (grin). It can really be disconcerting for a few moments to run into interactions that go South in an unexpected unfathomable way. Well... it’s not unfathomable, not really but there’s no need to deconstruct any of that here. No need to Derridarise anything.

Now another email has come in haranguing me, from what I could see from the first sentence. Of course I will read no further. I am not the sort to engage in extensive back and forths to no good end, when I can end the situation and move on as if nothing ever happened. Man! I am glad I am able to do that these days. I remember back a couple of decades when I would get sucked into things like this and which occur for exactly that very purpose. Interesting times.

What this whole thing has done is make me very aware that although the world goes on as it does, the mental and emotional envelopes are in transition and also due to continue transition at regular intervals. Thank god they didn't dial the whole thing up at once.

Anyway... nothing to see here, moving right along; remain calm and listen to your emergency network channel... everything is fine. Everything is under control. Heh heh, actually that is true, just not in the way that those who imagine they are in control think it is.


End Transmission.......

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Saturday, November 15, 2014

Bypassing the Planet of the Curmudgeons.

Dog Poet transmitting.......

May it always be Christmas Day in your heart. Ruf!

I love Christmas. I love Easter. I love Thanksgiving. I haven’t got much use for New Years Eve or The 4th of July. These latter are amateur hour on the highways. I consider myself a professional in that regard (grin). I have driven many times, blitzkreiged and also stopped by the PO-lice both on the highway and at temporary traffic stops for checking this very thing AND- never once have been cited for being impaired. This is because I take driving under such conditions very seriously. When I know that my senses are altered, I operate with that understanding and my attention is intensely and narrowly focused on the task at hand.

In no way am I seeking to brag about this and condone it and I recognize that it opens a window for self righteous anal retentives to come at me about it. That’s all past business anyway. However... there is always a lot we can do in any situation or circumstance besides the automatic that people put into play because they are lazy or lack the imagination. End digression.

The reason I like certain holidays, is due to the spirit filled state I enter on a regular basis. Christmas Spirit and the correlative spirit of the others are very real conditions and available to anyone who seeks them out or puts themselves ‘in the way’ of this state. What will and does cancel out this state is Materialism and cynicism; despite the seeming joy of the act of giving; this token and routine ritual of exchanging objects instead of this state of being, which is a wonderful thing to be sharing and far superior to objects. Of course, there are those who give gifts from Malkuth and gifts from Tiphereth at the same time. “God Bless us every one!” as a character in a book once said.

Last night I was told to record a Christmas Album with music as similar as possible to the traditional carols. This isn’t my normal style; not that I have one and not that I’m normal. There is a significant downside to my doing this and that is that it comes up against the contemporary cynicism of many readers who believe in nothing traditional and hedge their bets about God by shaping him according to the parameters of what they feel comfortable acting out as.

I’m not like a lot of the people who come around here. I’m not an adult. I never became an adult. That was denied me and I am grateful. I had one of the worst childhoods I know about though... I know there are worse childhoods; much worse. Mine was amplified exponentially due to my having been overly sensitive. If I had had a little more insulation and a little more of a hard side, I would have been much better off but... I was extremely sensitive and so it injured me in a way I never recovered from. I suspect it did make me into the person I am today, doing what I do, day after day and not minding, not even thinking about it. I often feel like a pack animal or a horse. I am carrying something that is greater than myself like a dog and its owner. Being beaten into submission might have helped make this possible.

Anyway... cynicism... I am a selective cynic. I do not expect Henry Kissinger or David Rockefeller to change. I expect them to walk right through the gates of Hell when the time comes; which is real soon. At the same time, I am not cynical about these holidays, even though holidays have not been all that kind to me; I think. This Christmas I will be in transit.

At some point, usually in late November, the spirit descends on me and I get kind of divinely intoxicated. It’s in the air and you CAN plug into it. If you are cynical it will NOT process. Cynicism is a defense mechanism against feeling and vulnerability. People don’t want to be hurt anymore so they devote their time to hurting themselves and others and they get guidance in this regard too.

Sure... I could focus on the extreme commercialism of the season as well as the hokey aspects, sometimes cloying and all the gratuitous media portrayals. But... I don’t. I am only interested in the spirit. I note when I say Merry Christmas to people they frown. Many people have bad associations with Christmas. That’s their problem. It isn’t mine. I celebrate the birth of the light and CONFIDENTLY expect it to manifest in me.

I do lots of strange things here as a water tester or to see if people pick up on them. This may be a part of why some readers take EVERYTHING I say seriously. I referenced that in The Petri Dish comments, should there be any interest. For instance, in this very comment I intentionally did some judging, to see if anyone would call me on it. These things are only for my own edification or amusement. Still... they just go by.

Cynicism is an ugly thing; can be. It’s one of those things that calcifies. It hardens. It leads to the Planet of Curmudgeons. Remember... when you pass on, you have to spend that time with people and entities very much like you. Birds of a feather get sent to the same place. What this means is you have to strive toward adjustments in yourself. Heaven begins where your feet touch the ground and it’s been said that you don’t go anywhere that you aren’t already present in. Your mindset and emotions are like an airline ticket. You get to the next realm and that world arranges itself around you to accommodate your view. This can be very good news or very bad news. I tend to recommend people to The Tibetan Book of the Dead insofar as a pictorial of what you will experience in similar fashion. Ergo... I pursue Christmas spirit and I could care less for the cynics who did become adults but... not in a good way.

For many people, the dark side and its agents have been successful, inasmuch as it has served to put them into a negative mindset and what this accomplishes is something like throwing the baby out with the bathwater. Sure there are all kinds of sham and pretense. Sure, the trivia side, the superficial side of the holiday is off putting. You react to that and that attitude extends to areas where no aware person would want to be chuted to. You can deny the manifest side of the time but... as all too often happens, you discard the spirit as well. Jesus Christ should not be judged according to Christianity. Christianity is a fascist enterprise but... one can have a personal relationship with the Christ Consciousness. This can descend upon you and it is not unlike Christmas Spirit. So... I wrote three Christmas carols last night after being instructed to. It will be an interesting project and I will include the lyrics at the end of the posting. In this particular case... the music is going to be a much larger factor in the potential for appreciation because it will dovetail right into the familiar.

I refuse to become cynical, except selectively. I don’t mind looking like a Polyanna fool, someone overly influenced by naiveté, a callow sort. Nothing could be further from the truth because my posture is calculated and intentional. I’m not spending my time wishing and hoping that I have done enough or that I have sought the almighty with all my heart and soul and loved the almighty above all else. I simply do it to the best of my ability to and chastise myself whenever I find something pedestrian occupying my mind. It will pay off in the end. Sometimes the struggle goes on for your whole life. You cannot judge outcome according to that. Well... you can... if you’re a cynic but even cynics get wary when it has to do with their own future... unless they have become so seduced by that attitude that it’s an unconscious operating part of them.

The only embarrassment I am concerned about is being embarrassed before the throne. Thankfully, forgiveness is a constant reality for the sincere. We should always keep in mind that it is quite possible that a lot of what we did or what happened to us was not brought about by Karmic reflex but was intentionally created by agents of the almighty for the purpose of demonstration which... in some cases has a lot to do with that particular outcome; a teaching moment if you wish. A teaching life is something all of us engage in. We are taught NOT TO go that way and certainly to go in some variant of THAT other WAY.

Well... we all have our options all along. We have attitudes and lifestyles to choose from in bewildering profusion. We can make ourselves to a degree, while also being shaped by one of two enduring forces. To each their own for that is what they will own. We are in this moment. It is all we will ever have in actuality and all through our lives there are doors and apertures we can go through or ignore. It’s how we feel in our end game that is of singular importance all round. Merry Christmas!!!


End Transmission.......


Ring out the old world and ring in the new
Jesus Christ the son of god has a message for you
It came upon a perfect night his star appeared inside the sky
His light was born to shine within
for those that he made free of sin
Kingdom come is now in reach
of every heart that comes in peace.

Come ye all and sing his greetings
Come ye all and sing his songs
gladly and with open heart
on this day when he is born

And let it be on every day
his love shall swell your heart
let him come alive in you
and let your new life start.

He came out of the darkness
from the womb of Lady Nature
He precipitated into life
to become our savior

He said he was the way
the life and the truth
from the kingdom of forever
where one gains eternal youth

Christmas is the season that we celebrate his birth
How the light was born out of the darkness of the Earth
How the light of god came to shine as if the sun
were brighter by ten thousand times and there for everyone

Joy to the seeking heart
joy to the prisoned mind
This is what he told us to
Seek and ye shall find.

Joy to the suffering
in every place of want and need
Joy to the friends of god
and death to fear and greed

Our liberator now has come
and paid the price for everyone
How truly great and measureless
this love that never dies

Seasons greetings to you all
here on Christmas Day
celebrate the birth of light
and let it have its way.

Christmas is the season that we celebrate his birth
How the light was born out of the darkness of the Earth
How the light of god came to shine as if the sun
suddenly appeared within the heart of god's own son

Ring out the old world and ring in the new
Jesus Christ the son of god has a message for you
It came upon a perfect night his star appeared inside the sky
The light was born to shine within
for those that he made free of sin
Kingdom come is now in reach
of every heart that comes in peace.

Come ye all and sing his greetings
Come ye all and sing his songs
gladly and with open heart
on this day when he is born

And let it be on every day
his love shall swell your heart
let him come alive in you
and let your true life start.







The son of man
is coming back on that you may depend
to be reborn in every waiting heart

He is not coming down from the sky
but he is coming down from on high within
Into every waiting heart

In Bethlehem it came to pass or so the scriptures say
That Jesus Christ the son of God was born on Christmas Day
Born in humble circumstance
to illustrate the true romance
Of spirit with the human soul
the greatest story never told
The priesthood needs must have a lie
To build their coffers up so high
the ignorant do not ask why
but the truth will live forever
The truth will never die

Now 2000 years have gone or so the records say
but the records they are often false and continue to this day
The businessmen have bought his church and twisted his fine words
So it is that Jesus wept and his kingdom not occurred.

In Jerusalem it came to pass that Jesus rode in on an ass
a symbol of the ignorance that prospers in this world
along with death and darkness which the master brought to heel
He taught us what is true of love. He taught us how to feel

He taught us that the greatest love will seek the highest good
that after love for god the greatest love is brotherhood
He showed us how we all could be
He came to Earth to set us free
Earth is in torment to this day
That torment soon will pass away.
If you, my friend, are true of heart
The Christ within will not depart.

All of this has been foretold
In stories from the days of old
Still fear and lies they rule the day.
Yet all of these will pass away
in this apocalypse
Believe it or believe it not
what is is what will be

Jesus Christ was born on Christmas Day
To tell the truth. He said it all, there's nothing more to say.
and that day can be any day that Christ appears in you
Pursue this course above all else
and love the one and true

Eternal life was promised by the one who cannot lie
Now death it has no meaning and you have no death to die
The glory and the power before the kingdom throne
Is singular and tailor made for everyone alone

Feast upon this day
Feast within your heart
Make the master one with you
and you will never part

Jesus Christ the son of man was born on Christmas Day
Jesus Christ the son of God was born on Christmas Day
He came to Earth to speak the truth
there's nothing more to say
There's nothing more to say.






Seasons greetings one and all
come into our home
the hearth is warm and comforting
There's food and cheer for everyone
and let the spirit fill your heart
glad tidings are the living truth
of what the season brings
and those who love the lord our god
hear how their soft hearts sing

We dance and sing the merry way
of Christ’s love in our hearts today
our cup is filled to overflow
and still there's more, how? we don't know.

The blessings of the son of god
are singular and truly fine
the higher love is in our hearts
the shining light is in our minds.

How did we come to now possess
the full extent of measureless
capacity of love and grace
that travels with us every place

The transcendental innocence
of that which is without pretense
that is the power and the glory
birthed in true humility

Greater the undying love
that dies for those they truly love
and cannot die and cannot die
this grace comes from above

seasons greetings one and all
come into our home
the hearth is warm and comforting
There's food and cheer for everyone
and let the spirit fill your heart
glad tidings are the living truth
of what the season brings
and those who love the lord our god
hear how their soft heart sings

Come ye on this special day
when grace has made a perfect way
for you to now experience divine
the source of prescience

And all the angels sing his praise
across the endless span of days
He rules forever infinite
and we are all a part of it
and we are all a part of it

How deeply dark the ignorance
that cannot see, it makes no sense
how free and clear the beautiful
that shines out of the heart of you

We come to what we emulate
There is a love that is so great
mind cannot know, tongue cannot tell
Make it yours and use it well

seasons greetings one and all
come into our home
the hearth is warm and comforting
There's food and cheer for everyone
and let the spirit fill your heart
glad tidings are the living truth
of what the season brings
and those who love the lord our god
hear how their soft heart sings.





Not edited at all yet. Later for that. Editing often occurs as a part of the process of recording as natural fit reveal themselves and cumbersome lines as well.


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Tuesday, November 11, 2014

The Power, Profit and Beauty of Forgiveness.

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

May your fur always be smooth and sleek.

I like it when something comes up and gives me an opportunity to talk about it. Today I have a great chance to discuss something of real importance. As angry as this fellow may be with me at the moment, I am in debt to this, Jeff, for giving me a chance to engage a serious issue. One of the worst things anyone can be is... unforgiving. Depending on the degree of antipathy being experienced by the unforgiving, it can turn to venom and hate and it can seriously injure you as a person. IF... you are unforgiving, your chances of being forgiven are none too great.

Probably time for a little musical reflection to set a better tone, a rough effort but I think the point is there.

The back and forth can be seen in the comments section of the recent Petri Dish. It has to do with Michael Vick, who is the backup quarterback for The woeful Jets (now the replacement for the number one who has proven to be not up to the task) and who got arrested for being involved in dog fighting a few years ago down in Atlanta (I think it was). He spent around two years in prison for this and was widely censured. It’s still a hot button issue and you see people continuing to rage about it here and there.

To say I was disappointed in him would be an understatement. At the time though, it crossed my mind that this is what comes from having bad companions. A young black man suddenly finds himself with a whole lot of money that he never had before and without the necessary discipline he should have had but didn’t have. My love of dogs is pretty intense. The biggest thing troubling me about my departure from here is about having to leave my faithful four footed companion, Poncho. I know that we will be parted in any case at some point. I know that you and I and everything familiar to me will go away at some point, in the not too distant future. There is nothing I can do about this. I accept it. You either accept this or you are compelled to accept it. I prefer the former.

Earlier in my life I made any number of mistakes. On the one hand I was rash and impulsive. I was also very, very gung ho about storming the celestial gates. I don’t know anyone who threw themselves, without regard for life or limb, against the battlements like I did and I don’t know anyone at this point who is still as relentless. All of my companions from former times; some of them possessed an impressive zeal, are now integrated into the mix. Sometimes we communicate and what I hear from them is about the disappointing routine of their existence. Life just kept throwing them up against circumstance and they eventually acceded to their condition. You either NEVER give up or you come to terms with it all. If you've been committed at any point for any length of time, you never feel good about arrangements you felt forced to make and which have deposited you in your present pass.

My impulsiveness and refusal to compromise has cost me greatly over the course of time. In some cases I am sure I have not been forgiven by others for not going along with the program and allowing people to confer a status upon me that is undeserving. My Anti-Guru 2.0 software is cutting edge and simply won’t allow it. I have forgiven myself and I have forgiven those who remain unforgiving. Recently I received some horrific treatment at the hands of some selfish and conniving types, whose behavior lacks any justification whatsoever. I could have continued to this point, consumed by resentment and thoughts of revenge. These thoughts will still seek to raise their heads in my mind at odd moments. I must stand as the guardian at the gateway of the mind and forbid them entrance. I have no choice. Others, who are dealing with similar conditions, handle or do not handle them. If you do not handle them, they will handle you.

Scripture is very clear on certain points. If you do not forgive; you WILL NOT be forgiven. This is not your only concern. It will take your youthful spirit. It will turn your heart and mind into a battleground. It will act upon your health. It will impact on your state of being. It will cost you dearly AND... it’s not worth it. You cannot undo what people have done to you and only the divine can undo what you yourself have done. I lost assets for my work and other things of value in these recent events; given how little I have to begin with, the losses were considerable. In both cases, the principal offenders laughed at me. I was on crutches at the time and I could have gone all sorts of ways about this. Thankfully... thankfully, my first thought was about the injury they had done themselves. I was extremely grateful that this was not me. I am powerless to reverse or change these things and THAT is a very important consideration. What are you going to do? Are you going to fume and seethe? What possible good can come of that? Let the purpose of the demonstration be in your favor.

Forgiveness does not mean you embrace the viper back upon your chest, where the former injury took place. Stupid is still stupid. Learn from the mistake but do not carry the burden of ongoing impotent rage in your heart. It serves no good purpose. Let it go. There is no telling what good might await up ahead. Expect it AND... let go of those things that would cosmically prohibit its arrival. In both cases I was spared an ongoing relationship with common criminals that would have cost me far more, further on. Things can be replaced. The world is filled with things. There is, regardless of the economic climate, endless riches and all manner of ‘stuff’ all over the place. If you need something, the divine WILL provide it! Life abhors a vacuum. If it takes away, it also replaces. You can lose on the material plane and then gain on the spiritual. What is worse, that I lose some of the tools of my trade, or that I lose my talents to utilize them? What good are the tools without the ability? Uh huh.

You may not want to forgive others but... you must. You must. This is a matter of life and death. It may not seem to be but it is. I refer you back to The Greatest Commandment and the other admonition that followed, after it was stated; “love one another as I have loved you.” Regardless of how it may seem, life is long much of the time. We do not know how it will all turn out up the road. What we can know is that everything we do and do not do now, will surely impact upon what happens to us ‘then’. It is not necessary to set up the conditions for you to learn a lesson, IF... you are willing to learn that lesson without the need of having it impressed upon you.

Yes... we rail on about things here. We discuss man’s inhumanity to man and we point the finger at gargantuan offenders. How far could these blogs proceed without variable copy? Is what we say true? So be it. Jesus Christ, whose status ‘is’ far beyond my own, railed against many things. He didn't mince words. He went full bore after the moneychangers. He set the precedent for this sort of thing so... it’s okay to rail against injustice. Is it true? Is it so? Alright then.

As with Caesar, I do not come to praise Michael Vick. I said nothing about that. I merely referred to a transitionary state with his team and how that factored into a certain turn around, as it did. But... you don’t have to speak in praise of someone; merely mentioning their name is sufficient to bring unknown entities howling out of their caves.

I am not a Vegan. I consider a lot of Vegan thinking to be off the wall, such as, “eating honey is stealing from the bees.” That’s just more political correctness run riot and many Vegans are terribly judgmental about other people’s diets. This transfers over into other areas of life and you become a very unhappy and conflicted person; nothing is right and you are in this self-justifying, self righteous minority where you are right and everyone else is wrong. It’s like fundie Christians and that phrase, “I am the way and the truth and the light and no man cometh unto the father save by me.” That does not mean that every other religions is wrong or that God damns everyone who is not an elitist, fundie Christian, wallowing in a self defined exclusivity. The Christ light station of awareness is resident in EVERY authentic religion. It is generic and universal. It is the light of the father in the human mind, along with the cosmic love in the human heart.

The more exclusive you make yourself, the more deluded and eventually... unhappy you will be. I make commentary about PORK on occasion but... it’s none of my business what others eat. That’s their affair. My thing with pork is not physical. It is spiritual and there’s plenty precedent about that. That precedence is there for a reason. I see certain trends with Vegans and New Age practitioners, my way or the highway, Christians and Muslims. That’s how they see it. I don’t see it that way. Let’s not digress too far here; learn to forgive. Learn to forgive. You will be glad you did.


End Transmission.......

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