"You Die to The Personality so that The Singularity Can Shine Through; “Pick Up Your Cross and Follow Me.”"

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

Started watching the Latest Billions series last night. I see now how they are building The New Jacobins for the Orwellian nightmare they are planning. Social reformers are among the greatest mass murderers of history. They are also using social media and CAUSES, as means by which to indict whoever gets in their way, through the forced equity and diversity, cancel-culture racket; basically running reeducation camps for offenders of The Party Line. It is NOT POSSIBLE to make life fair; make everyone equally rich, or everyone elite. This is Earth, where the elemental battles never end. It is not about being victorious over The World but being victorious over yourself. That is why you are here.

When you succeed in vanquishing the false self, all The World is at your command because no other false self can stand against you. You only see one self at that point.

There are other planes of existence where a certain equality (commonality) is a given. They are not planes of warring personalities. They are impersonal zones that... magically, include a personal vehicle. You want to render yourself untouchable? Be a mirror to everyone you meet, while reflecting the better parts of them. Material Culture has a way of canceling that out, so those higher states in all of us (for the most part) are starved. When trapped in Material Culture you starve your higher self. You travel afar from The Inner Light. You wind up in a wasteland of your own confusions.

The World is a marketplace and a carnival, It is an amusement park where you are rich and then poor. You can afford to go on certain rides but not others. It is where you love and lose or win, in temporary fashion because... personal love has its limits. It is tied to mortality. I wish I could tell you how critically important Impersonal Love is and what sort of a world it creates for you. Words cannot come anywhere near.

I give indications of watching films, and series; I watch football. I read books. I travel all over the internet, but I am not actually doing any of those things in an involved way because I am experiencing all of it with an invisible friend that I am already completely involved with. Sometimes the commentary between us runs through the whole day and sometimes it is quiet, but... The Presence of God is PRESENT. It is an actual state of awareness and it is shared across time and distance by kindred souls who are all hosting that presence, which is how they recognize each other. Even when the other person has no sense of this presence... that is still the presence that is being communicated with.

There is a fellowship of kindred spirits that has existed for aeons. The requirements for membership are few. The cost, the entry fee, the sacrifice... may seem great until you experience the wonder and joy of it being gone, like a heavy chain around your neck. You die to the personality so that The Singularity can shine through; “pick up your cross and follow me.”

So... though I may be watching a movie or series; football game(s), or the wide world displayed before me; I am in a classroom and I am being schooled by my elders. I am at the foot of the favored uncle, my real father, and mother, my wise friend, who has been around and around the block since only he knew when, and remembers every circuit, and I remember little. The little I remember is still considerable compared to some.

There are certain disgruntled and curmudgeonly types that persist in coming to the various sites where this work is posted, and haranguing all and sundry with their nihilistic doomsday tales, which are like the final evidence of that bad foreign dinner that Kafka had for his last meal. Apparently... from what I can see, they do not know the difference between Religion and Reality.

As we have said here, over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again, we are ALL God unrealized, except for those few of us who are realized (very few) or partly realized. (considerably more). God IS NOT O-N-L-Y something outside of us. God is us, though we have not realized this and so... for the most part, we behave badly.

Those who are so angry and venomous are (in actuality) frightened of The Unknown because they have not realized what penetrates EVERYTHING, and which would not exist without that penetration, even Space... the aether... the sounding board for all vibrating forms. Be STILL, and The Stillness will speak to you. Upon this, you have my word. I have accomplished this, and if I... I... the perpetual fuck-up, can gain this, you should be a shoo-in.

Everything is composed of degrees of light. This has been known for ages. It is not something anyone just discovered. We inhabit what we resonate with. Some prefer The Darkness because they imagine it conceals their behavior.. Some are drawn to planes of more rarefied light. We all arrive at what we are.

You have to put in THE WORK. This is a basic reality of The Contract. It's right there in the big print AND the small print. You get what you put into it. Read the parable about The Talents again. Keep in mind that what you seek is ALREADY PRESENT and watching you. IT KNOWS what you get up to and what you slip and slither around. ♫ It knows when you've been good or bad ♫. Some actions get its/his/her attention and most do not. You have to think about God as being like your parents and you are a little child. Your parents keep giving you things to distract you, BECAUSE... He/She/It KNOWS you are not serious. They know that immediately after, you are distracted by something else, and this goes on, and on, and on; all day, all night in your dreams. All-day in your dreams. When you show the UNMISTAKEABLE SIGNS... God shows up.

Guru Bawa said that certain behaviors take you off of God's TV screen

The Living Divine is right there, all the time. When the distractions it throws at you (lead us not into temptation) no longer serve that purpose, well... there you jolly well are, aren't you?

I have ZERO use for religions... rituals... genuflecting, flamingo-on-the-drinking-glass, bobble-headed, Nodwell propitiations to Globobabbleon, Cthulhu, The Great Swordfish in the Sea. This is all nonsense to me. God dwells within and expresses through... ME, insofar as I do not hinder this, AND... most all of us hinder; some much more than others. We hinder ourselves and we hinder others as we wander blind in dreams of appetite.

No one hinders God. God is like running water that finds its way around, into, and through... everything.

I want to get this point made. It is not what we do that defines us as much as WHY we do it. Sporting events, media of all sorts, amusement parks, like The World or the inside of your head, are fine from a certain perspective, and not fine from most others. Guru Bawa used to have the TV on all day long. People would sit in the room. Some would be watching the TV. Some would be watching each other. Some would be chasing unrealized dreams in their minds, and some would be watching Bawa. Bawa was inside their heads as all of this took place. We are ALL in the one mind because there is nowhere outside of it, BUT... we are in a separated awareness that makes us a face in the crowd where there is no crowd.

His followers killed him or drove him to another plane of being. They were so needy and demanding inside that personal separation... seeking union, that... in reality, terrified them more than anything else. Imagine what it is like for a realized being who is surrounded by blind, groping lifeforms that want, and WANT, and whose desire bodies are flaming before his eyes. He watched TV. He looked out the window. He went for rides in cars and talked to people, BUT... he was not swept up in the spectacle of anything, except the shining radiance of the everlasting light within, while his followers schemed all around him, and jostled for a better place in the pecking order. What can I get out of this operation here?

I believe I told the story before about The Fellowship after Bawa went up. There had been a beautiful lawn in front of the place. People used to sit there in the good weather. It was a cheerful place. As soon as he went away, they paved the lawn and put in DESIGNATED parking spaces for themselves; that would be the leaders of the junta.

I do not want to give the impression that I was stable and well-behaved. I was not. Neither was I a rampaging force of chaos there. I simply am not moldable by a pedestrian, terrestrial society. I do not follow orders given by temporal entities and forces. Neither do I make parking lots with my name in lights. Ashrams were a disappointment to me. Everywhere you went there were big frogs jumping around in the small ponds. There is a considerable population of people who enjoy telling other people what to do. They like authority. They get drunk on it, though... to me... it looks like someone huffing exhaust fumes.

I move through The World and I engage in similar actions that are common to us all. It is the mindset that accompanies these acts that make all the difference. When you watch the creations of The World closely, you can see what is going on behind the creation itself, just as you can see beyond this world if you are capable of being detached from it, and possess a focused concentration.

If you make The Indwelling the be-all and end-all of EVERYTHING you get up to, you are going to get a wonderful surprise. The source of ANYTHING you could possibly wish for... is right there with you, and within asking distance. You have to develop the requisite faith, BUT... once you do, you're right back on God's Houseboat, lounging in a deck chair, and having a cold one. I assure you it is like that, only much, much better.

So... The World is getting very crazy. Powerful impulses are coming down upon us as the dance of the planets around and within us. It's like surfing, but... sometimes the waves are really high. It is said that a wise man rules the stars. He surfs the planetary forces. That is the plane of the personalities, which result in the cultures that come and go. If you are not chained to the blind and impulsive creature that is the personality, you... are... free...

End Transmission.......

Why did I write this particular post today? With the extreme difficulty that words create, it is often questionable how much has been communicated. What I wanted to do was to present the idea that all of your life's activities are lit up like a Christmas tree when you offer them to your Higher Self. If you are feeding your Higher Self in EVERYTHING that you do, it will eventually have a VERY strong presence in your life. If all you do is a celebration of God in your life, good and bad no longer apply. There are two directions you can go in... self-interest or selfless service, in which all you do... no matter how pedestrian it might appear, is spiritualized as a result. Your life comes to reflect that which you are devoted to, and... exhibits the quality of the devotion. It is something to think about. Make God an intimate part of every thought, word, and deed and see what happens.

Probably too many links but... Mondays are like that.

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The more things change, the more they remain the same=

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Don't tell me God doesn't work through us whether we are aware of it or not=

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They're all over the place.
This has happened as The Avatar has pushed the malign spirits out of their astral cubbyholes, and down into the material plane=

Polyamorous, genderfluid 'witch' brags about how she teaches her preschool students about sexuality

This polyamorous genderfluid witch is a preschool teacher in Florida. She’s so proud of herself that she discusses her gender and sexuality with 4 year olds pic.twitter.com/XOuuX6by4w

— Libs of Tik Tok (@libsoftiktok) April 7, 2022

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It seems there is no end to it=

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Interesting creatures=

(this morning as I sat at this desk, I saw a large cat walk by and station itself by the AC component. I went out to send it on its way cause I feed the birds. It occurred to me afterward that it was a bobcat. They are common here, although that is the first time I have seen one.)

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And you can get one for a housepet=
Bobcat Kits

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That's because most people don't want to see this perverted garbage=

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Here are some people getting what they are asking for, and which they showed up in person to receive=

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This I have noticed as well.
It's sure to get worse=

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In case you are wondering just how twisted some of these characters are=

Trans Non-Binary Teacher Says It’s Appropriate to Teach Children at 3-Years-Old about Sex

Trans non-binary elementary teacher says 3 year olds are old enough to learn about gender identity, sexual orientation, and pronouns. These are the people teaching your kids. pic.twitter.com/fylE9jCQrF

— Libs of Tik Tok (@libsoftiktok) April 10, 2022

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May the cabal of banker owned tyrants meet the justice they have denied everyone else=

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Pepe= right on the money=

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Tick... tick... tick... kaplowee!!!=

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Strange days have found us=

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She looks like she is related to Bubbles Levine, the admiral of The Ship of Fools. Who promotes insanity as Normal? The truly insane do, and... their time has come=

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This is what I have always thought=

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My first impression is that this is a horror movie featuring Jeffrey Dalmer's uncle in drag=