"The Whole of The City is Lit with Ubiquitous Light. Present Everywhere, The Source Remains a Mystery."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

As you can imagine, and... possibly as you know... this has been a strange year so far. One could say that the two that preceded this year were pretty strange as well. You can see that there are two powerful and opposing camps. One is ultra-liberal and pushing for EVERYTHING to be okay. The other is conservative and wants limitations on certain behavior. Ironically, the liberal who wants all behavior (especially if it is sexual) to be okay, does not want just anyone to be able to speak what is on their minds.

What you see here, is a political game, where... on the one hand, there is a cry for greater freedom, BUT... the specter of an enforced Communism is in the backdrop. It is a malicious subterfuge that seeks to call The Beast out of The Pit of the human subconscious, and to enslave humanity through its appetites, while the government is in charge of the disbursement of pleasure. Anyone who is not caught up in this can see that it is self-evident. Observe the cultural changes since 2015 when Obama summoned Babylon outside (or is it inside?) the magic circle.

This country has been in a protracted dance with The Devil, as... angels... watch... due to the blessings of God, the bounty of Nature, AND... because of the sagacity of The Founders. From our perch of the temporarily blessed, we plundered and punished from a distance... at the behest of Central Bankers. Wars for gain have been a hallmark of this passing age. It is an intrinsic feature of human nature, tangled in material culture. It's there for those who have an interest in it.

Everything in this world is there for those who have an interest in it. It dances and entrances. It slithers and shifts. It changes hue and... its appearance can go from near-transcendent beauty to an object of terror. Some have lost their minds on either side of this ever-changing phenomenon.

We expect existence to conform to the dimensions of Reason. Certainly... it has logical sequencing, and fixed polarities; the familiar repeats itself with comforting regularity until the unexpected looms up before you. Nothing should be unexpected, given the temporary nature of forms in space. Did you know that you actually see everything inside your head and that the external appearance is a projection of The Mind? Of course, you did. (grin)

I mentioned that last for a very important reason. It has to do with meditation and self-inquiry. It has to do with how we live our lives and to what we give fealty. What you fear has a great deal to do with how you see yourself in respect of The World, and all of its allurements and dangers. Some of the allurements are gateways to the greatest dangers. Look at the ever-changing dreamscape that we sleepwalk through. Some are more asleep than others. In times of apocalypse and awakening, the game changes. What has been concealed is now revealed.

This all happens in stages. At first, The Awakening might seem novel and welcome. As it continues, AND intensifies, it can begin to seem alarming and unwelcome. This is when people resort to drinking and drugs. They escape into sexual escapades. They play video games every waking moment, except for routine and regular moments of self-abuse... before the mind's-idol of an impossible... unreachable object; pictured in the girl draped over the hood of a car... that same slithering and shapeshifting phenomena mentioned earlier. It is so elusive. It dances just out of reach. It is a Fata Morgana... adjusting to the eye of the imagination.

In Hindu tradition, it is said that as you are following Krishna, Radha interposes herself between you and Krishna. This is how The World repopulates itself. There is nothing wrong with this. It is The Dance of Life on its way to transition, and then it is returned, again, and again, and again. It is a circle game. It is also a circle-jerk, for those who celebrate their miseries in a common company.

I do not wish to diminish Radha. I adore her as The Divine Mother, personified to specific ends; in order to be freed of the entanglements of Suffering, I must see her in a particular manner. She it is who cuts me loose from her spell. I rely on her for this. She doesn't like seeing any of us go, but she is rooting for us in a place that is concealed from our view.

Like an apostle said, “I wish all men were like me, but they are not. Still, it is better to marry than to burn.” I am not a fan of that apostle, but it is not my desire to trouble his memory. The Hindu tradition provides Brahmacharya to the specific end of the raising of The Kundalini. Still... Lahiri Mahasaya and Ramakrishna were married. They simply remained chaste. This is not for everyone. I have always been so inclined, due to the haunting image of the mystical nature of The Alchemical Marriage.

I have NOTHING against sex. Were it not for sex I would be unable to do what I seek to do. We each make a decision to direct that force of attraction upon the object of desire. My desire is for her that I see in the meadows and the mountains, who is the eternal spirit of The Divine Feminine. Should I be successful, she will dance in my mind like a ballerina on a music box, where the music has palpable substance, particularized out of The Om. She is like a shining city built from precious jewels and metals. The whole of the city is lit with a ubiquitous light that is present everywhere... but, whose source remains a mystery.

This world is pedestrian. It is a poor copy of another world that is accessed through a spiritual portal. For all, the passport is in the surrender of the individual identity... into a vehicle of impersonal love. You can't expect to see that down here, except in times of greater light, BUT... you can do it at any time if you are filled with that greater light.

People get all pumped up about themselves here in The World of the False Light, where egos clash and combine to the ends of pomp and spectacles, in the rise and fall of civilizations... all buried beneath the sands in the desert, and the sands beneath the seas, hidden in the mountains, like time... trapped in forms now long forgotten. There are deep mysteries in The Earth, and invisible wonders everywhere, but the human senses are bound in a death worship of passing phenomena. They forget themselves, and the whole of life becomes a game of hide and seek. God is searching for himself in us.

The World is a sham and artifice directed toward The Dance of Appetites, by misdirection. We lie to ourselves about what we are really after. We justify the means we employ. The latest subterfuge that hides ambition, is to pretend to be a voice for the down-trodden victims of an indifferent, mechanical society, and really? Really? They will be quickly abandoned once their usefulness as a plot device has ended. Hypocrisy is a bigger growth industry than the cancers it spawns.

In times of Material Darkness... most are seeking the qualities of The Infernal Kingdom, out of fear about their survival. Few seek The Qualities of God. This apocalypse and awakening are going to change that. A great spiritual renaissance is in The Event Horizon. It is precipitating down The Planes into manifestation. It could well be that many of us will not be present for this. I couldn't say. What I KNOW is that The Avatar is coming, and I have some small insights into what his presence will bring. He regularly performs the same tasks for the same reasons; the primary reason being... humanity has lost its way.

If you don't believe in The Avatar, despite regular appearances of the same, and the following transformations of The World, each time he came and went, that's perfectly fine with me. I'm from the Live and Learn School of Being Schooled by God. It is common for people to resist the lessons that life gives us. This sets us on a course of Suffering that continues until the source has been discovered and removed. Nothing neutralizes Karma like Spiritual Wisdom. It is a fire that consumes it utterly. Conventional Wisdom is one thing. Divine Luminous Wisdom is something else.

I am not concerned with what George Soros and Klaus Schwab get up to; not in a time of apocalypse and awakening. They are agents of The Darkness with no defense against the light. It's not a real contest. All the power is with Heaven, who also determines the outcome. If you don't have the certitude for this, then your faith is shaky. There is doubt in your mind about the outcome. There should be no doubt. The Sun in the sky is a smaller expression of the glory of God, yet it is the central source of all life and love here. What a tiny particle that makes you!

Those of you who think this is random, and without an author... will be guided to a place of perspective where the truth can see seen and experienced. This is inevitable. How long it will take is dependent on your resistance. If you drag your feet, it takes longer. If you keep running up the side streets and taking the Future Exit, it takes longer. The highway of life is lined with attractions; inns to stay at, resorts to play in, oceans to swim in, and schools of fish... in search of what? How their mouths open and close. Their silent voices speak and drown in the noisy waters that contain them. It's all hustle and bustle until you run out of muscle.

End Transmission.......

Some links (not the usual kind, mostly)=

GAB is here because I put it here.
It's where you can find me if the present venue shuts down=

Via bartholomew.standford.edu
Well... then there is Thomas Aquinas=

Thomas Aquinas:
On the Ranks of Angels and Demons

Via The Russian Orthodox Church
of Three Saints
Then there is another perspective=

Thomas Aquinas:
Names and Ranks of Angels

Via The Real History Channel
You can't say it's not so, and there is EVER so much more=

Via The Real History Channel
Each chapter has to start somewhere=

Via sacred-texts.com
We get some interesting characters coming around here... now and again=

The Comte de St. Germain
by Isabel Cooper-Oakley

Oh, I have seen even more complex and Byzantine studies of this, that, and the other thing. Detail-oriented people might fancy this sort of thing. God knows... I spent decades informing myself on matters of no importance. I am not saying this is unimportant but... it can't hold a candle to the blazing sun of Divine Love=

The 231 Gates of Initiation

Hover over / tap the document to view controls / change page

Via Alesha and Jarryd NOMADasaurus
and a little entertainment. I go on excursions by proxy all the time like this=

Via Knowing The Narcissist
Wow! Quite the article.
I find The Internet to be a place of relentless surprises without end=