I am going to be giving a metaphysical talk with some demonstration of techniques interspersed with music (technology permitting) on March 16th at:
Dynamo Jugendkulturhaus,
Wasserwerkstrasse 21, Zurich
Please email me or comment if you are coming so we have an idea of scale. Thank you to those of you who have already responded.
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Dog Poet Transmitting.......
May your noses always be cold and wet.
Why... I don’t know... but last night I got the motivation to look into the prisons in this world; the really bad ones of course, there are some really bad people in these places; people already prone to bad behavior get progressively worse and America has 2.5 million people locked up; more than the total in China and Russia combined. Wow! In the HBO video, the girl involved, age 15, got a life sentence. There was a man in another video I saw, who got a hundred and something years for burglary. What kind of people come up with these penalties. The Draconian nature of American justice is a frightening thing. Karma is definitely going to be a bitch and Madame Kali will see to that.
The huffing and puffing by the Zionist media is in full bloom with Putin. This is the Putin I know. A hundred rag tag Hollywood extras show up with Little Georgie Sorrows and Oligarch money in their jeans and the Zio-media says that ‘protesters showed up in force’. This is what they think of the intelligence level of the peoples of the west. Speaking of Tribe sponsored antics, one can only wonder what this is all about. Here’s what’s really going on in The Ukraine and low and behold, they appointed vampire Oligarchs as governors in various places. These are the very people, one would think, that a people’s revolution would be dead set against.
What a bent and twisted location this world has designs on becoming. The false prophets are gathering and doing a brisk business. The darling of the atheists is doing a nice trade. There sits the Lama with his finger in the wind and depending on his location, so on that depends his position on anything. Yes, this celebrity fixture has been at all kinds of things for some time, sporting an armload of very expensive time pieces. There’s some kind of ironic symbology taking place here. To borrow a few quotes from that great film, “Angel Heart”; “There’s just enough religion in the world to make men hate each other but not enough to make them love.” “The future isn't what it used to be.” “However you sneak up on a mirror, your reflection always looks you in the eye.”
These certainly qualify as ‘interesting times’, according to The Chinese Tradition. What that should mean for all of us is that we should have a more interesting focus, to counteract against the powerful suck of the world... going down. It’s a simple process of cosmic recycling; a kind of ‘out with the old and in with the new’.
Around the world, strategy upon strategy is being mounted by many a disparate group, in the blind and aggressive pursuit of self interest. Of course, self interest comes up against self interest, with increasing frequency, in the grand tradition of evil destroying itself. This is why so much has gone on for such a long time, leading up to the times in which we find ourselves. There can be no doubt by now, who has been up to what and that is the reason that it has all taken so long. We are talking about a great many pieces being positioned and repositioned on the game board. We are talking about increasing degrees of reflected light, shining down upon the players and their activities. The cosmic angel recorder is sitting off to the side, taking down the play by play. It’s what it is... until it’s something else.
Yes... circumstances seem explosive here and there, for many reasons, but... if you look ahead; if you look forward through the windshield of the moment, you can see far more dire possibilities threatening, like some distant cumulonimbus, marching on slow and invisible feet toward its moment of sturm und drang. Is that a drum roll, or is it thunder?
From my perspective, the good are getting better and the bad are getting worse. The clueless and obsessed, rise and fall through degrees of intensity, depending on the composition of whatever astrological combinations are coming down on any given day; unmanned pinballs, seemingly random but then... nothing really is. They bounce from bumpers to descending chutes, in an unconscious search for epiphany, which always arrives, sooner or later, when the flippers fail and the pinball finds its inevitable final chute down into the unplayable darkness.
Back in the day, they had quite the intricate pictorial presentations of the hidden side of things, of course, the soul moves in two directions according to its magnetics and settles in a location that is precisely calibrated to the magnetics... for however long the visitation is scheduled to continue. Most people have no concept of how precise everything is and how many opportunities for change present themselves into the more or less rigid patterns of individual behavior.
Everything changes, once there is recognition of the pervasive purpose that integrates with every move. One begins to see patterns where there were no patterns before. Oh... they were there. They were there and they ‘are’ there. Coming into a realization of the grand design and coming into an understanding of the importance of our place in the mix; how it is all about us... it changes you. What might have seemed important previously, is no longer important and... what was not important, now has a much greater importance than it formerly possessed.
In the mean time, the march of ignorance continues, however things may appear to be accidental, or just the result of what happens, when a certain amount of people get together on some idea of a culture and a society. The truth is that there are all sort of agendas at work and there always have been. The useful tools go about their business as usual.
We have such infinite possibility before us. How do we spend our time? What thoughts occupy our minds and what ambitions drive us? Once again... self inquiry. There really is nothing like it.
End Transmission.......
Friday’s Far Cast radio broadcast with Robert Phoenix is available.
Elf edit: Visible's own Radio Show just went up.... tonight, he's hovering over The Ukraine...
'The Following Wind' will feature on a forthcoming Visible album, sometime in 2014
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21 comments:
Sounds like it's a good time to be on Tristan da Cunha. Well, maybe not. Half of 'em have asthma, and aren't they now the top most inbred set of people after Pitcairn, and European and Saudi royalty? (I figure it's a tossup between those last three.)
Oh well. Currently awaiting the financial stats and hoping to the highest Heavens and lowest Hells Russia and China take out the dollar this week, despite the fact I live in this disgusting piece of shite known as the u.s., but things gotta burn before the phoenix can arise again.
And that paragraph on diverging concepts of what's important. . .I've been thinking about that, and tell me about it. Considering how screwed up my priorities were in the past, thank the gods they do change. But the important things never changed. Well, maybe a little bit. I used to think crotch droppings were only good for shark bait. After watching a couple of cool videos on the current dietary habits of Liberia and the fading dietary habits of PNG, I have come to the conclusion they may also make excellent burrito filling.
Oh, and I suppose you want the links to those videos, huh?
LUNCH IN LIBERIA
&
YO! WHO'S OVER FOR LUNCH TODAY?
Enjoy, and look to the right for more killer videos.
Nice Post Les.
I agree Vladimir Putin is the Last Statesman.While America has the equivalent of Jesse Pinkman of Breaking Bad as President.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SBLvcRcxXBQ&list=TLbc3ZRB2lbN6UPBIAb-MkukyPFBYsL4Wq
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vQTrdYEaoIU
Yeah America Jesse Pinkman is your President.
Thank you, Visible. Last night, as I was watching a clip of a weasel talking, (yes, I learned weasels CAN talk, they’re just not very coherent), I kept having visuals. Usually, I can watch stuff like this and laugh, but this one …. I could see this little weasel in a corner all curled up under a shadow crying, “please don’t hurt me.” The more I listened to him talking, my ears began to actually hurt. Then my eyes crossed and I closed them and they rolled back. A brief wave of nausea ran thru me, then my head began pounding, my toes curled and I grabbed my head with both hands and ran screaming from the room. I was afraid my head was gonna explode. Once outside in the fresh (I use the term loosely) air and a few deep breaths, I thought I’d best swear off listening to stuff like this. I guess I’m too much of a wimp for this sort of thing. If you can handle it, here it is: why the affordable care act (obombacare) is good for the economy clip. Love to all, Serena
Dear Visible and sincere seekers of the Unseen Center,
It is not that the Ineffable is in any way capricious in its loving attention, it simply a merciful approach to child-rearing on a Cosmic scale, the raising of consciousness into Consciousness of the quality that remains clear, in contrast to consciousness which vacillates, degenerates and self-extinguishes.
Would loving human parents let their loved ones play with dynamite or set them up to fail, to learn lessons of frustration having traumatic consequences far out of proportion to the potential self-mastery to be gained?
Certainly not.
It is not about getting the attention of the Ineffable, in the way that a child tries by acting out so much as simply proving able to handle Attention at a higher intensity, on a continuous basis, being able to stand next to the fire of the Eternal Feminine aspect of the One.
A true queen or any lady who knows her true worth and her powerful effect on others, on children and especially on those in the flickering male form, adopts a merciful aloofness, keeping her fire banked and poised so as not to burn the young, the impulsive and the unwise. Rather than crush those with the temerity to follow their desire toward the center of her being, she sets boundaries and enforces them, even being cruel to be kind, if necessary.
Her strategies are about the comfort and well-being of those around her fire, more than about her need to control others. If you contain within your being the power of the whirlwind and the dynamic emotional capacity of a super nova, your first priority is control of that power, to allow no one to destroy themselves by opening the containment field without their own force fields of self-mastery permanently in place.
A woman whose heart has swallowed her mind would suffer along with any unprepared suitors to her heart, should she allow mindless bronco riders a premature ride and feel their fall into destruction when they lose their balance.
Mercy in action, mercy in being, these are the qualities which make the Ineffable seem elusive, when in actuality, She is present in every breathe and heartbeat, envisioning the time when Conscious Union may be consummated.
The Eternal Masculine aspect of the One may be easier to understand as a child playing, spinning fantastic visions into reality with an inexorable, inevitable expansion, free of doubt and full of the innocence of fresh creation. You play along or you get left behind as the intensity of pure creative imagination writes the Real and moves on. If you can “hang” with this pure exuberance of play, you are free to play alongside. There is no judgment other than the natural sorting of playmates according to their boldness and the innovative quality of the conception.
We must show ourselves to be capable to operate at these higher levels or power and creativity, by unlearning all of our cult-implanted limitations and self-destructive mind bombs and learning to flow energy and conception at the speed of light.
Though we have been trained to think in terms of “worthiness” and have had our worrying minds trained to please others to attain this elusive “worth”, the basic truth is that as living beings, we have already been found worthy of the gift of Life and removing all the logs and splinters from our mind’s eye is all that is required to regain the already complete powers sleeping beautifully in our hearts.
Refine Desire to its Original Purity and the Kingdom within opens its gates to the latest re-entering being.
==robert
:the eUSdioc
Well done, as usual Vis...thanks and blessings to you.
I knew something was not right about the Dalai Lama from the get-go,too...even more so when he began appearing with Bono, The Shrub, etc.
I downloaded the E-book and appreciate the author and you for providing that resource.
Carmen
neat translated Putin interview HERE
via Homer..
Śrīmad Bhāgavatam 1.10.16
TRANSLATION
Out of a loving desire to see the Lord, the royal ladies of the Kurus got up on top of the palace, and smiling with affection and shyness, they showered flowers upon the Lord.
PURPORT
Shyness is a particular extra-natural beauty of the fair sex, and it commands respect from the opposite sex.
This custom was observed even during the days of the Mahābhārata, i.e., more than five thousand years ago. It is only the less intelligent persons not well versed in the history of the world who say that observance of separation of female from male is an introduction of the Mohammedan period in India. This incident from the Mahābhārata period proves definitely that the ladies of the palace observed strict pardā (restricted association with men), and instead of coming down in the open air where Lord Kṛṣṇa and others were assembled, the ladies of the palace went up on the top of the palace and from there paid their respects to Lord Kṛṣṇa by showers of flowers. It is definitely stated here that the ladies were smiling there on the top of the palace, checked by shyness.
This shyness is a gift of nature to the fair sex, and it enhances their beauty and prestige, even if they are of a less important family or even if they are less attractive. We have practical experience of this fact.
A sweeper woman commanded the respect of many respectable gentlemen simply by manifesting a lady's shyness. Half-naked ladies in the street do not command any respect, but a shy sweeper's wife commands respect from all.
Śrīmad Bhāgavatam 1.10.15
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well robert,
you have almost made my day
i wondered if there were others
that shared my thoughts and mind
you have answered that one question
thank you
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via Homer.., March 09, 2014 9:53:00 PM
I thank you for that post. I wondered whether and how the Anunnaki cultural mores filtered down into the Vedic culture. That translation answered my questions perfectly. Again, thank you.
Best Wishes,
Ray B.
Another very good song Vis. I like the new album. Words that most in music shy away from. Keep 'em coming.
Visible's Radio Show just went up....
Arhooo!
ON VIS IN RADIO-LAND TODAY
Today there was tenderness
and shy vulnerability
a soft walk through a luminous cloud
And there was certain uncertainty
and the accompanying majesty
that only faith can bring along
In the voice, a broken something
riding assembly-line to a greater whole
whispers and wantings, so used to waiting
an extended cup to attending ears
And in the timbre I saw light
reflecting on an open hand
whose life-line started beneath the toes
and moved to a meter above the crown
There were tears descending slowly downward
to the heart, to the heart, they made their way
for there was so very much to say
and saying is giving and giving is gold
but how many heard what had been told?
that failing comes only if we quit
and in this telling the tears turned pearls
that shone like shimmers on old beliefs
and he who spoke fulfilled his task
and saw his needs melt into rain
whetting the mind with Monday's koan:
We only fail if we quit
We only fail if we quit
==
Vis, found these lyrics from the Lennon man encouraging us to consider introspection to better understand our relationships ,visible and invisible to each other ,the words echo your tireless efforts and encouragement.
The Beatles — Within You Without You
"We were talking-about the space between us all
And the people-who hide themselves behind a wall of illusion
Never glimpse the truth-then it's far too late-when they pass away.
We were talking-about the love we all could share-when we find it
To try our best to hold it there-with our love
With our love-we could save the world-if they only knew.
Try to realize it's all within yourself
No-one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small,
And life flows ON within you and without you.
We were talking-about the love that's gone so cold and the people,
Who gain the world and lose their soul-
They don't know-they can't see-are you one of them?
When you've seen beyond yourself-then you may find, peace of mind,
Is waiting there-
And the time will come when you see
we're all one, and life flows on within you and without you."
much love
live long
Stupid, stupid everywhere, so let's all have a drink...wait, that's not the saying. Well, I'm becoming more and more aware that much of the US "intelligensia", showcasing their ongoing "brilliance" in whining about Obama's Chamberlain-esque inability to start WWIII, went, some time ago, completely retarded. I'm no actual believer and it would be truly crass to say, that those born with genetic damage could, would or should ever be labled the R word, given they have purer souls than most people's nowadays and mine too, to be sure, and they never got a chance to naturally go stupid like many did, me included. This country and many of its inhabitants are slow to being flat-out invalids when it comes to the care to have the ability to, well, care. It is and has been "end times/kali yuga" territory. Things so as such just aren't tenable, so the elite dumb dumbs will be and are the last to understand such things and their attendant consequences that they've never faced. The bottom's gonna drop out soon enough, so then in come "the jesters/invisible friends" and, finally, there will be a good direction in which circumstances will go. On a thoroughly unrelated front, I've been able to make some headway in developing some new inventions. I have a pull cart device, which does enhance, slightly, the input pull of the individual tugging on a pull cart, which is still very much so weak and a weak prototypical device that has much more work to be done, but hey, it is working and I'm putting a far back pick of it on the ole Facebook page just for the screw of it and in case I get somewhere with it. Not much could be gleaned from the photo, so I'm not worried about getting ripped off. I'm also working on developing different types of turbines that will, if viable, run small amounts of water for irrigation uphill. Some of the precepts being tested there have been promising, but this winter's been no good for being able to test much with a real deal body of moving water. With all the STUPID I'm seeing amongst many a person, it gives this dumb dumb hope that, hey, maybe someone didn't think of certain inventions and the principles they'd work off of after all, and I'm being somewhat successful. I never give up on something that I care about, and I care to see irrigation problems get thoroughly handled, sooooo...I'll see.
Actually, I think George Harrison wrote that (grin).
Good grief Galen, heh heh. I am powerless to respond except to say that your prose is poetically powerful.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Thanks Kenny. that's one of the reasons I want to maybe do a couple in Zurich.
A new Petri Dish is up now-
The Cornucopia of Grace and Holocaust Porn.
Vis,
Coincidentally I was reading this on the private prison industry just before seeing your latest blog.
http://fourstory.org/posts/post/private-prisons-hip-hop-conspiracies-and-truths/
btw Vis,
the young lady with the 62 mph knuckleball went 5 strong innings on only 50 pitches, gave up 2 hits and 1 run and got the win.
Heh heh how about that. That's major league knuckleball speed.
Real quote from the 'Daily liar-ma' ...... "Mr George Bush .. he velly good man, velly good friend of me"
hello les and fellow humans,
i planted a seed. i planted it with loving care. i nourished it with compassion and justice. the seed sprouted and grew. it provided millions upon millions of jobs. it provided wholesome organic foods for everyone. it provided healthcare for all. it provided peace and liberty and brotherhood. all this from one little seed and a heart full of love.
solutions are so easy when you step completely outside the (their) box.
love to all.
ps. sorry, les about the missing email..i tried but it just didn't happen. i'm not as versed as you and your readers. something is pushing me, too. i just know the difference between right and wrong and that the greatest power is love. so, you want to come over to 'my place' (registered name) and have a bite to eat? :)
A new Visible Origami is up now-
Out of the Shadows and into the World's of Light.
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