"Everywhere in The World is a One-Eyed-Jack, and... You Will Definitely See The Other Side of its Face if You Stick Around."

God Poet Transmitting.......

As a reader at another location noted, I don't like to write about political bullshit or... a 99 bottles of beer on the wall assortment of social issues, or any of the rest of the ephemeral scenery... going by the windows of a gone dead train... headed nowhere. I have to throw in some kind of color commentary now and again... if only for contrast, BUT... The Divine and his kingdom are my main interests, and my focused interest... further on... is The Kingdom of God coming to Earth, as it surely will.

I believe that each of us... who are in service to The Almighty... have that last concern as their focal point. The Kingdom of God WILL descend... once the groundwork is in place. I believe but do not actually know... that this has happened many times in the past... for periods of time... when a summing up and a harvesting is at work. The World is a work in progress. It will continue to be so... until every particle of it has been redeemed and transubstantiated.

Each of us is commissioned to bring The Kingdom of Heaven to Earth within us, and thence it is radiated outward to build The Sanctuary of Movable Feast. None but a few of us are equal to the challenge. Perhaps... in another life? This all goes on forever and ever.

The thing is... none of this external shit is that important. It becomes important... pathologically important... due to the impress of Material Culture on The Hive Mind. It is a swirling... sucking force, and it is relentless in its effect on The Carnal Mindset. People get swept away and think they are on an amusement park ride. The senses delight... in The Golden Corral attractions... of an endless buffet line of low-brow- material delights.

The fact that everyone else is elbowing up to the trough... gives a strange legitimacy to the proceedings, and none of the feeders see the entities... that are consuming them... at the same time that they are eating everything else. Every sense has a mouth, and hands to stuff it with... OR the implements of mind that facilitate the bacchanalia.

This spectacle repeats itself... every time a culture goes into decline, and people stop being centered, productive, AND NORMAL All their attention gets directed toward mindless consumption. It never ends well, and any sane person makes sure to stay a good piece up the road... away from The Action... because there is a fierce undertow, not to mention the riptide that acts like a Kozuka across their midsection.

The Japanese have a preference for death before dishonor. We have no similar tradition in The West. Well... we do... it's called suicide, but it lacks the fortitude and ritual elegance of Sepukku. It is... however... no less painful... because it is far more protracted, and the ceremony does not include a second... standing by with a katana.

We have a vague awareness of The Sword of Damocles... hanging somewhere that the compass doesn't register. The general response to that is to, eat, drink, and be merry. However... true joy and bliss CANNOT be realized on The Carnal Plane... in fact... they are byproducts of one's separation from The Carnal Plane.

Only animals get the full sensory benefits of The Carnal Plane. They also get the guaranteed result of residence there, as does any human who inclines in that direction. Death is your reward, and often... by the time it gets here... you could not be more grateful.

People eventually settle into a marriage of sorts with their suffering. It's a looping co-dependency, a reminder that you are alive. Bed bugs and lice... no doubt... grant the same affirmation; at least I'm not alone!!!

Alone is one of the genuine pleasures of life. It also generates a co-dependency with the glorious Voice of The Silence. It's when you are alone that God is inclined to show up. I once asked him why he wasn't in the cities where he could help more people. He said, “I don't like being pushed around.”

When Confucius went to visit Lao Tzu... Lao Tzu asked him; “who are all these people you brought with you?” Confucius looked around him because he had thought he was alone. Later on... when he was asked about the visit, he said; “I have met a dragon.”

When humans become immersed in material culture... they begin to smell bad to higher life forms with keener senses than we possess... in this Age of Material Darkness. We even smell bad to others and have to drench ourselves in scents... to cover the smell of the corruptions that leak from our pores.

Ask a coroner what it's like to pull a floater from the water and accidentally pierce the trunk with a gaffing hook. If you've never smelled a dead body when it's ripe... you've missed a defining moment in your education on the way of things.

This is why... at an early point on The Path... purification is required. A purging is mandatory. It is a painful process that most people will not hold still for... because it can also be a lengthy and extended procedure. Sometimes you don't even know that that is what is happening. Believe me... the alternative is NEVER better.

In Times of Material Darkness... people always opt for the easier way, and there is no easier way. It does not exist. Many of the new age shuck-and-jive artistes... try to sell you the idea of a cruise to higher consciousness. Right. Good luck with that. Right about here... in this conversation that I have been having... out loud for years... is when I often mention Steven Crane's poem; The Wayfarer.

The process of cutting away the extraneous from the essential... is/can be... an excruciating experience. It's all the worse if the murk and filth... have become ingrained, and have to be torched away with spiritual fire. Although one might not associate it happening with an actual torch, it definitely burns as it cleanses.

Ah! The Renegade Will of The Separated Mind. I will! I must! I shall... NOT make it all the way up under my own power. It is where The Tale of Sisyphus comes from. Christ spoke of the method; “And I, if I be lifted up from the earth, will draw all men unto me.” You have to get on the tractor-beam of God's Love, and... as you are taken higher, all that has held you down... is separated from you. It's not one of the fun parts of the journey.

You have to be all in or you will only get as far as your partial investment will take you; BUT... I wanted to go to LA. I don't want to stay in Lawrence Kansas! It's summer!!! It's always summer in Lawrence, Kansas when the journey is an allegory.

In The Hawaiian Islands, you often run into people who are running from something, and also... many of them have already been to Alaska... or wind up heading there next. People will tell you all kinds of great things about Alaska... heh heh. It's just as expensive as Hawaii, AND it's got mosquitoes that are bigger and fiercer than anywhere else. You might almost think you were in Texas to hear someone talk about them.

Everything is bigger in Alaska too, and both Alaska and Hawaii are stocked to the brim with every kind of criminal and lout-about. I lived in Hawaii... off-and-on for 20 years. There's nothing anyone can tell me about Hawaii. Hawaii is best when you have a lot of money and you can insulate yourself from everyone else. Oh! The stories I could tell you.

The World is filled with places that have legend and romance associated with them. You hear names like Samarkand and Timbuktu, and you think there might be a gin joint there for you. Then you get there and you see that everywhere in The World is a one-eyed-jack, and you will definitely see the other side of its face if you stick around.

The truth is that you only encounter... in life... what you bring with you. You will be safe anywhere if there is no danger in you. Lao Tzu talks about being a helpless babe. You have to understand the sense in which he meant it. I know this to be true because when I was in prison, I had no evil intentions in me, and no criminal nature... so I didn't snag on anything. It's not like I was some kind of badass. Those places are filled with badasses, and all of them are scared to death.

There is no greater weapon than Love, and there is no greater shield. Walk through this world with Love as your shield, and the angels will stop by to catch their reflection in it. People REALLY do not understand how powerful Love is... how multifarious... how perfect a match for anything. It has an automatic attractor and repeller. You don't have to be concerned with dials or levels. It is self-adjusting and accommodates everything to itself rather than the other way around.

It's there if you want it.

End Transmission.......

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Chapter 11: Conclusion of The Cosmic Vision...
from The Bhagavad Gita=

KRISHNA

Arjuna, through my grace you have been united with me and received this vision of my radiant, universal form, without beginning or end, which no one else has ever seen.

Not by knowledge of the Vedas, nor sacrifice, nor charity, nor rituals, nor even by severe asceticism has any other mortal seen what you have seen, O heroic Arjuna.

Do not be troubled; do not fear my terrible form. Let your heart be satisfied and your fears dispelled in looking at me as I was before.

SANJAYA

Having spoken these words, the Lord once again assumed the gentle form of Krishna and consoled his devotee, who had been so afraid.

ARJUNA

O Krishna, now that I have seen your gentle human form my mind is again composed and returned to normal.

KRISHNA

It is extremely difficult to obtain the vision you have had; even the gods long always to see me in this aspect. Neither knowledge of the Vedas, nor austerity, nor charity, nor sacrifice can bring the vision you have seen. But through unfailing devotion, Arjuna, you can know me, see me, and attain union with me. Those who make me the supreme goal of all their work and act without selfish attachment, who devote themselves to me completely and are free from ill will for any creature, enter into me.

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"If You have The Kingdom of God/The Presence of God... You Don't Really Care About; All Else Will Be Added Unto You."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Today is The Solstice. It's the longest day of the year. It's a night of drum circles and bonfires for some. It's no different than any other day for most people. Nothing is associated with it, unless they know that The Sun (metaphorically) now turns in another direction. It appears to start shrinking in force until it hits the shortest day of the year when The Light is reborn again. It's one of the four cardinal points of the seasons, juxtaposed by the vernal and autumnal equinoxes... when The Tilt Factor is neutralized.

The fundamentalist gangster church would like you to know that any celebration of the seasons, and their demarcation lines... is pagan heresy, and you don't have to be Christian to fall out of favor with The Church and... from what they say... fall out with that mysterious force that The Church says it represents. I think the celebrations of church holidays should be attended with the sounds of ringing cash registers... because jingling bells and ringing bells don't cut it, except when the bells are tolling for someone passing across another line of demarcation.

After my celebration of The Sun rising today; although I didn't see it, nor did I yesterday because of some Haboob that is in the neighborhood, and... passed me by... I stood in the entryway where once an empty wrapper of Funyuns lay waiting for me, and I've not seen a single evidence of litter anywhere around here since, nor do I remember when last I saw something like that. That's more for the main thoroughfares, and... I don't travel on the main thoroughfares very often at all.

Anyway, I stood in the entryway to watch the bougainvillea blossoms dance... in tight circles... again, and again, and again. It was obvious to me that an invisible creature... was spinning in circles before me. It was intricate and artful. I don't see how it could have been random, but I don't know much about random. I'm not sure if I've ever seen random. I've heard mention of it, BUT... like the chupacabra... it hasn't given me a visit yet. I don't expect it to. We have no business with each other.

You can make contact with The Upper Register of Devic entities, and you can make contact with The Lower Register. You already do. Your nature and... its unique composition... puts you on a certain wavelength, and... invisible creatures attend your passage and await your arrival... all the time.

Many people wish they were psychic; that they possessed clairvoyant and clairaudient powers. Many people claim to have such powers and do not. They just want to hear the cash register ring. When I was in Sedona on a couple of occasions... though I have been there more than that... I would go into the large new age bookstore there... to read the posters of psycho practitioners... that hang on the large billboard... in the entryway. Sedona has a lot of places like this that sell all kinds of expensive curios and temporary visitation rituals.

I used to laugh, and... had to remember to keep my voice down. Some people take these things seriously. The photos and bios of all the psychic and clairvoyant practitioners were something to see; really amusing... if you are a physiognomist. Most of these people, say... about 99%... are deluded and have their ears cocked for the sound of the cash register ringing.

I have personally experienced clairvoyant, clairaudient, and clairsentient periods. Such events CAN BE terrifying. I am a seasoned traveler in alien landscapes of the mind, and ...I have been rocked back on my heels occasionally during such episodes. I cannot imagine any of these people having the self-possession to get through such a thing unscathed.

Fear can be a terrible and dangerous thing, just the fear itself can kill you or drive you mad. This is why the angelic wardens placed a barrier between The Invisible Kingdoms and the physical plane. The things I speak of are still there alright, but you can't see... or hear... or feel them, most... of... the... time. Of course, it is The Mind that gives form and substance to your fears. Anything might appear as anything, depending on you. I'll tell you this, you'd better have some steel in your spine cause if you fuck around... you will find out.

We've all heard of places that are supposed to be haunted, and there is a reason that many of The Wild Places remain wild and unsettled. I know of places where contractors built developments, but no one could live there. I stayed in one... which was... ironically... called Happy Valley. It was a few miles outside of Palm Springs, CA. They were typical ranch homes. There were a couple of dozen of them. I never noticed a thing.

Sometimes The Wind is the culprit. I've been places where the wind blew steady at 60 miles an hour and never stopped. At least it never stopped while I was there.

I was young and foolhardy for an extended period of time. As you can imagine, I ran into all kinds of life forms and situations. How did I manage to pass through and out of them? I didn't do it on my own. I have invisible friends. Everyone does. For some people, there are invisible enemies too.

When you go camping in the woods, well... if you're a Boy Scout like me, you take essential tools with you. I have learned to always take a good knife... a compass... a magnifying glass, and assorted necessaries. Life teaches you all kinds of things if you are the sort to pay attention. If you are not, you won't be around that long anyway. So... when you go traveling in the darker or unknown dimensions of The Mind, you need to take certain essentials also, and these essentials are a part of you; character is fate.

We are the sum of all the things we have made a part of us, and... all the things that have always been a part of us. People are here for many reasons. They are here to have experiences. They are here to pay for experiences they already had; to become equipped for experiences they want to have. They are here to be rewarded and they are here to be punished, and there are many ways to define and explain all that, BUT... when you are shivering in the cold or trembling for other reasons... you can tell yourself all kinds of things, but... do you believe yourself when you tell yourself they are not happening?

If anyone were to ask me what I considered essential to have with you... wherever you go, and... people have asked me that, I would say, and have said... without hesitation... invisible friends. Other than The Presence of God, nothing is more important than invisible friends. Invisible Friends can see where you are going... even when you cannot. They know ahead of time what awaits you... even if you do not. They know the answers to everything or they know who to ask. Nothing beats invisible friends, especially when you are the sort of person who is likely to need them, and I resemble that remark.

However... The Presence of God is unrivaled when it comes to invisible friends. It is the ne plus ultra of invisible friends; seek ye first The Kingdom of God and all else will be added unto you. What isn't said in that statement is... if you have The Kingdom of God/The Presence of God, you don't really care about that; all else that will be added unto you part. That presence encompasses all that the heart could desire... all that The Mind could imagine... in a positive fashion.

For some time... off and on... I try to finish this book I have been writing for years; “Practicing The Presence of God”, BUT... I don't know what to say. I look at the things I have said, and they don't cover it either. It is impossible to put it into words. Sure... I could talk all around it, and algorithmate my way around corners... work in comparisons and correspondences, BUT... it's like that thing... that is The Thing... you are looking for... in everything, but never find there. It accounts... pretty much... pretty near for everything that happens in this world. It accounts for why the only thing that does work out can't be talked about.

I have that presence. Actually... everyone has it, BUT... you have to celebrate it to activate it. Otherwise, it just sits there as the silent witness that you don't have a clue about. It's the thing that is missing... that you are looking for... that is closer to you than anything else. It is hiding in plain sight, but you can't see it, even though... I assure you... it is right there.

Since I have had it consciously present, I don't really want anything else. I'm never lonely. I don't miss anything or anyone. Yet... I wish them all well. I wish everyone well, even those people who tormented me and tried to kill me. How can I not? I feel so good most of the time that even Chuck Mangione is calling me up and asking if he can come over. I'm ♫ reunited and it feels so good ♫ It is LITERALLY what we are looking for in everything and everyone. It's what all the wishing and hoping for... mistaken identity confusions... are about... here in The Land of Hit and Miss.

I am the everlasting completion of everyone I meet... at some point further on... because that which accomplishes it... is resident in me. The objective of Love is Unity. Nothing more needs be said about it. Not understanding what that means is a chronic problem that too many people have. All you can do is go around doing it and hope it catches on. It will...of course... because The Avatar is coming. The Avatar is here.

End Transmission.......

Yesterday I mentioned the film, Europa; The Final Battle. I've now seen more of it. It is the most astonishing film!. I don't know what to say. It is dark... darker than anything because it is true. There's no arguing about it. They got video! It's precise and measured, and you will learn things about certain creatures that... that... words fail, and I've only seen one episode.

If you would like to see it, I can facilitate that. If you want to download it, just scroll down and look on the right-hand side menu for your options.

Be forewarned. This is not for the squeamish. I don't think you will have any questions about what happened, and... what The Big Lie was created to cover for... once you've seen this. I already knew a lot, BUT... I am astonished at how much I did not know.

Links over there in GAB

Chapter 11, (continuing)
The Cosmic Vision, from The Bhagavad Gita

ARJUNA

O Lord, I see within your body all the gods and every kind of living creature. I see Brahma, the Creator, seated on a lotus; I see the ancient sages and the celestial serpents.

I see infinite mouths and arms, stomachs and eyes, and you are embodied in every form. I see you everywhere, without beginning, middle, or end. You are the Lord of all creation, and the cosmos is your body.

You wear a crown and carry a mace and discus; your radiance is blinding and immeasurable. I see you, who are so difficult to behold, shining like a fiery sun blazing in every direction.

You are the supreme, changeless Reality, the one thing to be known. You are the refuge of all creation, the immortal spirit, the eternal guardian of eternal dharma.

You are without beginning, middle, or end; you touch everything with your infinite power. The sun and moon are your eyes, and your mouth is fire; your radiance warms the cosmos.

O Lord, your presence fills the heavens and the earth and reaches in every direction. I see the three worlds trembling before this vision of your wonderful and terrible form.

The gods enter your being, some calling out and greeting you in fear. Great saints sing your glory, praying, “May all be well!”

The multitudes of gods, demigods, and demons are all overwhelmed by the sight of you. O mighty Lord, at the sight of your myriad eyes and mouths, arms and legs, stomachs and fearful teeth, I and the entire universe shake in terror.

O Vishnu, I can see your eyes shining; with open mouth, you glitter in an array of colors, and your body touches the sky. I look at you and my heart trembles; I have lost all courage and all peace of mind.

When I see your mouths with their fearful teeth, mouths burning like the fires at the end of time, I forget where I am and I have no place to go. O Lord, you are the support of the universe; have mercy on me!

I see all the sons of Dhritarashtra; I see Bhishma, Drona, and Karna; I see our warriors and all the kings who are here to fight. All are rushing into your awful jaws; I see some of them crushed by your teeth.

As rivers flow into the ocean, all the warriors of this world are passing into your fiery jaws; all creatures rush to their destruction like moths into a flame.

You lap the worlds into your burning mouths and swallow them. Filled with your terrible radiance, O Vishnu, the whole of creation bursts into flames.

Tell me who you are, O Lord of terrible form. I bow before you; have mercy! I want to know who you are, you who existed before all creation. Your nature and workings confound me.

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"They're on The Last Dark Getaway to Parts Unknown, BUT... no Part is Unknown to The One who is The Sum of its Parts."

God Poet Transmitting.......

Well... appearances say that The Deep State... like any mortally wounded beast... when cornered... will resort to anything in order to survive... since it doesn't yet know that it is already dead, and... just didn't get the memo. I suspect the intention is to start the war just before the election and use that as an excuse not to hold the election. I don't expect them to be able to pull it off, but that doesn't mean they won't try. We know for sure they will try something, BUT... the whole wide world is watching.

Jesus Christ went up on the mountain for the standardized test and did what any avatar with all the power, and everything else... would have done under the circumstances. However... there is this particular group of kindred creatures... who went all in on crucifying him, and they didn't need to go up on the mountain for the standardized test... because... they went all in on the offers... without a whole lot of fasting and praying... neither of which has ever interested them much.

The deal was that they could cause mayhem through the centuries and even though they were evicted from polite society in every country they set up shop in... sooner or later... they kept right on choodlin. Eventually... they got a death grip on The World... never realizing that their hands were around their own throats; just as they never realized that it was Judas who got crucified. This I was told by a very illumined master... much higher in awareness than I have attained to yet.

That he is that much higher than I... causes me... at least... to consider the possibility, even though my default position continues to be, I... don't... know.

I mentioned a deal that went down... once they agreed to the terms... which included a term limit. It was to cover the period of time between avatars, and... once that cycle was completed... the deal was off, and they were to be handed off to Mr. Apocalypse for complete public exposure, and The Devil was to take the hindmost, and... since in their case... it is all hindmost, well... I leave it to your imagination; ♫ it was just my imagination running away with me ♫

There is a main theme that runs through everything they orchestrate and proliferate through the culture. It is never directly mentioned, BUT... all of it, without exception... heads in that direction; sexual perversity... feminism... diversity... equity... inclusion, multiculturalism, and a shit-ton of other agendas too numerous to mention. These on first appearance... come off as high-minded efforts at fairness, and... an even shake across the boards for everyone.

The theme... the objective... is Communism, and a godless materialism for everyone, without the possibility of an alternative... lest ye be silenced... after all kinds of other horrible things happen to you first. Dialectical Materialism is the theory side of the soul-crushing argument, and... thank God there is a God... because we'd be entering The Deep Shit phase of the process about now.

However... we are... seemingly... now entering the zone of wild-eyed speculation... about anything, and everything, as THEY try to throw a smokescreen over the planet to cover their following retreat to some nether region.

I've been hearing lunatic tales about This... That... and The Other Thing for some time now. Recently... it's gone up several notches. I'm not saying all of it's not real. I'm saying it's a little strange that all of a sudden... all kinds of weird events are happening with the weather and so many other things, and right along side of it comes formerly honest-seeming people claiming events that; well... the jury's still out as far as I'm concerned.

The latest hoopla is that the recent eclipse didn't happen because someone has a picture of the eclipse with The Moon over to the side. My first reaction is, why would anyone fake an eclipse? What is the upside to that? There are a number of technical features that militate against this happening, BUT... I don't know, do I? I do know how easily photos can be doctored. Even I can do that if I weren't already occupied with important stuff that precludes my horsing around.

It seems to me that the public is being softened up to believe anything it is told OR... conversely... nothing it is told. Sure enough... the people from Pfizer, and... the other mass-murdering vaccine manufacturers... do not want to go to jail. Also... the people in power who enabled... permitted... and profited from The COVID Hoax are willing to go to any length to stay in power, lest they fall victim to their victims.

Meanwhile... all Hell is breaking loose around The World, and if you didn't see this at the last post, I recommend you watch it today.

The EU has Officially declared the Covid Death jab / Vaccines were illegally Approved.

GITMO is calling. 💀 pic.twitter.com/shhUCwXZ6r

— Not A Number (@myhiddenvalue) June 16, 2024

The Awakening has moved into another stage, and... what used to happen occasionally... is starting to become a regular event, and... what used to not happen at all... is starting to happen occasionally, and... even the inexplicable is becoming predictable. I don't have the space to itemize everything I am seeing. Revolutions in The Hive Mind and The Human Heart are on the menu.

Because I have an activated intuition that has been with me for decades... I often go by feel, and... the force and clarity of my intuition have steadily increased over the years. For quite a length of time, I used all sorts of chemicals to suppress this and other influences. They had made it impossible for me to integrate into ordinary life. Why I even wanted to do so is a tale for another time. A few years ago, I put away everything that interfered with the workings of metaphysical forces in my life.

One thing has led to another, and now? Now I can see things that went right by me in former times. Why... oh why... did I shut the door on all of this for so long? Apparently, I had no choice, just as there has been no choice but to allow it free movement again. Sometimes, it is a matter of life and death to operate under the radar. One must seem to be someone else until the danger has passed. An entirely new world is opening before us. We are now on the threshold, and no one and nothing is going to stop what is coming.

By now... news of this global transformation has reached every outpost of The Empire of Darkness. The Globalists... the transhumanists... the Satanists... the greedmongers... warmongers, and every soul, individually and collectively... that has been engaged in predatory deception, and harm for profit... have been informed that SOMETHING is coming and it is unstoppable.

SOMETHING has unplugged Evil from its power grid, and no one knows where the socket is. They are in a widespread panic... ill-concealed... behind their glad-handing smiley faces. The war on Normal is ending. The war on The Divine Feminine... being waged by cartoon perverts in female garb... is ending.

The Avatar has come down the planes... sweeping as he goes. Evil has been driven out of its nests in high places. It has been driven down and out into manifestation... where it has caused an infestation in The Hive Mind... of possessed zombies... hijacked cars... for the last desperate getaway to parts unknown, BUT... no part is unknown to the one who is the sum of its parts.

So it is that you see perversity everywhere in The World at this time. The astral... lower-self controllers have been driven onto the material plane, and it's wild-appetite-time in The Old Town tonight. So it is that you see Greed running mad through the cities. So it is that you see the violent aggressions of brother against brother. You see horrible and infernal torments inflicted on small children. The minions howl... above the blood sacrifices... for their master to rise from The Pit.

Have you any idea who is participating in these sinister rituals? They are household names from every industry; from the political theater... from the military... from the entertainment and religious communities... from the media... from business... they all gather... in different locations around The World... to perform hideous rites upon vessels of innocence. They believe they can invoke The Master of Darkness into human form.

What they accomplish is to invoke The Shadow into their own minds. He has no corporate form except to dwell wherever carnality provides him with a home. His arch-demons are... in so many places... at work in The World, BUT... not for much longer.

This is one of the biggest secrets in existence, both God and The Devil exist in us. We summon one or the other forth by our intentions... our devotions, and our works. It's a long haul... over the course of lifetimes, but... eventually one comes to be a fit vehicle for one or the other... even though... essentially... they arise from the same source; His... Will... to... be... done.

Across the ages... there are certain points in time... when God walks The Earth for the purpose of global transformation. His alter ego has his moments as well. In this Time of Material Darkness, agents of The Infernal Realm have been ubiquitous, AND... representatives of The Other Side have... mostly... been invisible.

We are now at one of those signal moments when an appearance of conscious light is going to be made in a number of us, For The Purpose of Demonstration. You don't have to take my word for it, you will witness it. Some of you already are because The Sight has been given to you.

We are entering the next phase of human evolution. Certain powers and abilities are going to be released... from those locations... where they have been held in reserve for the moment coming. The Avatar will put his stamp on it, directly... in some cases, BUT also indirectly... through his agents... already waiting... for the bell to ring, AND... game on!

End Transmission.......

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Continuing with Chapter 10
(Divine Splendor) of The Bhagavad Gita=

KRISHNA

Listen further, Arjuna, to my supreme teaching, which gives you such joy. Desiring your welfare, O strong-armed warrior, I will tell you more.

All right, Arjuna, I will tell you of my divine powers. I will mention only the most glorious; for there is no end to them.

I am the true Self in the heart of every creature, Arjuna, and the beginning, middle, and end of their existence.

Among the shining gods I am Vishnu; of luminaries, I am the sun; among the storm gods I am Marichi, and in the night sky I am the moon.

Among scriptures I am the Sama Veda, and among the lesser gods I am Indra. Among the senses, I am the mind, and in living beings I am consciousness.

Among the Rudras I am Shankara. Among the spirits of the natural world, I am Kubera, the god of wealth, and Pavaka, the purifying fire. Among mountains I am Meru.

Among priests I am Brihaspati, and among military leaders I am Skanda. Among bodies of water, I am the ocean.

Among the great seers I am Bhrigu, and among words, the syllable Om; I am the repetition of the holy name, and among mountains I am the Himalayas.

Among trees I am the ashvattha, the sacred fig; among the Gandharvas, the heavenly musicians, I am Chitraratha. Among divine seers I am Narada, and among sages I am Kapila.

I was born from the nectar of immortality as the primordial horse and as Indra’s noble elephant. Among human beings, I am the king.

Among weapons, I am the thunderbolt. I am Kamadhuk, the cow that fulfills all desires; I am Kandarpa, the power of sex, and Vasuki, the king of snakes.

I am Ananta, the cosmic serpent, and Varuna, the god of water; I am Aryaman among the noble ancestors. Among the forces which restrain I am Yama, the god of death.

Among animals I am the lion; among birds, the eagle Garuda. I am Prahlada, born among the demons, and of all that measures, I am time.

Among purifying forces I am the wind; among warriors, Rama. Of water creatures, I am the crocodile, and of rivers, I am the Ganges.

I am the beginning, middle, and end of creation. Of all the sciences I am the science of Self-knowledge, and I am logic in those who debate. Among letters I am A; among grammatical compounds, I am the dvandva. I am infinite time and the sustainer whose face is seen everywhere.

I am death, which overcomes all, and the source of all beings still to be born. I am the feminine qualities: fame, beauty, perfect speech, memory, intelligence, loyalty, and forgiveness.

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"It's Going to Be Non-Stop, even When You Go to Sleep, All You Will See... is that Big Wheel of Fire Burning in Your Mind."

God Poet Transmitting.......

You can feel it coming. You can't see it, cause it's invisible. I watch it stir the leaves and petals in circles... as it comes dancing... across the cobblestone paving... like a spirit of the seasons; like some kind of Zeitgeist. It's rising out of the deep parts of the ocean. It is descending into The Sun motes... that tremble upon the golden rays.

You can see the motes, but you can't see it. It's coming round the corner. It's coming round the mountain. It's coming down the mountain on the luminous streamers... from The Hermit's lantern... in the quiet zone of the night... out beyond the watchtowers of The Moon... it's coming.

It is also coming from the deep reaches of the subconscious... where it has been sleeping for a long... long time... in the dream sequences where that part of The Mind is active... where it has been wishing and hoping for something... to shake The World... and make it a better place.

There is some kind of a race on. There is a clock ticking. There is urgency in the air. There is a nervous excitement about it; it could be good, and it could be very bad. It probably will be both of them, BUT... you don't have to worry about that unless you've been contributing to the problem all along. If you have... the best thing for you is... to pack what you can carry and get out of town quick... before the advance guard sees you; not that it will do you a damn bit of good. You can run but you cannot hide.

We know that you have your enemies lists... those people who are considered to be enemies of The State; arbitrary? Whimsical? Meanspirited? Who knows what your motives are? You might not even know what they are... you might only be following orders.

You know... there is this other list, and... you and your associates... are all on it. These are the enemies of God. God... actually... has no enemies because no harm can EVER come to him, BUT... still... there are people who hate him for being some kind of invisible intruder... who seems to have a thing about the best-laid plans, and so on and so forth. He's been laughing all the time lately... about that sort of thing.

Lately, you've all been getting your fill of him, well... you think it's him... or someone like him because... shit has been going sideways all of a sudden, and no one has any answers about it. Every time you try to do something... it comes up behind you and bites you on the ass. That can't be much fun, so... I understand why you are irritated... jumpy... out-of-sorts. You have every reason to be. From what I know about it, I'd say... on the whole... you are grossly underestimating what's headed in your direction.

This invisible something... something, keeps moving in every direction. It's accentuating the positive, and eliminating the negative, and Mr. Inbetween has... or so I hear... left town some time ago. That leaves you with no brokers... no middlemen... no one to take the heat and try to work it all out for you. Sure... you've got all those lawyers, BUT this is out of their league. It's like asking Brazilian headhunters to fix your computer.

Yeah... it could be worse. It could be next month, and worse yet, it could be a little further on than that, BUT... you'll get there. No one but the guy who invented time can make it act contrary to its nature. What's his name? Chronos” Saturn? Good luck negotiating with them. Both of them eat their children from what I hear, and you're not even a relative. Oh well. Whaddya gonna do?

It must be excruciating... hearing it in the wind... on every side of you; not knowing what it has in mind, while also knowing... for sure... that it knows what you have in mind, because... I think you've been hearing about that; haven't you?

You made some kind of arrangement. You got the signature black eye and The Creeping Rot that's been consuming you from the inside out. Some days you feel like there's almost nothing left of you; isn't that so? Well... there was never a You in the first place. You're just finding that out now.

What made you think you could get away with all the things you've done or... ordered other people to do? You got the idea that there was no greater authority than The State, and... you work for The State. Have they been in touch with you about what's coming? Well... they're probably pretty busy themselves right about now. They got their own dancing invisibles to contend with.

I know you've been getting the sound effects and peripheral action. Some days are worse than others, eh? Soon it's going to be non-stop, even when you go to sleep, all you'll see... until you wake up... is that big wheel of fire burning in your mind. You'll be seeing that in the waking state too... sooner than you might think. It's part of the package, and the time frame... on the delivery... is that it keeps going faster, and faster, and...

... I don't know. Every case is different. Some situations are worse than others, BUT... all of them are worse than you ever imagined it might be. You never thought it would stop, did you? There is no God is what you told yourself. That made you God; didn't it? You could do anything you wanted, and... you did... didn't you? Turns out it wasn't what you wanted, but what something else wanted... once you got low enough to the ground to hear it speaking.

Yessss Maaaster; that's what you said... sounding like a low-level facilitator of a greater evil, and the current that ran through The Thing that you served... also ran through you. Thrilling, eh? But... now the thrill is gone. Now... darkness falls upon the darkness. It is a darkness so dense... so close... so pressed in on from all sides... that the force of it generates heat... an intense... persistent... constant heat. It's not a nice place to be, and You! You are that force that is pressing in.

Some intentions create a fire, and some create a diamond. Everything that creates anything... also... eventually... generates the opposite. It's how balance is maintained. You go too far in any direction and you wind up in the opposite direction. Now... that is something to think about. Oh yes... thinking upon that will bear much fruit.

What I find very interesting is how such a pack of sewer rats... slippery weasels... dung beetles... and assorted predatory scavengers and vermin... all rose so quickly... up the ranks of government and... well... just about everywhere... so that nothing but incompetents and criminals are to be found in any of those locations... where decisions are made that affect the lives of everyone else.

I am greatly amused at the terms that are used to describe and justify all the ugly shit you do. It's like watching the Israeli apologists... walking along the bomb-blasted beaches... like The Walrus and The Carpenter... scattering corpses behind them as they go. I'm guessing all the characters that showed up are those same predators and scavengers I just mentioned. They followed the bloody offal... in a kind of reversal of The Footprints in The Sand.

I must say... I am impressed... that this gang that couldn't think straight... managed to bring such widespread havoc and mayhem... not to mention all the unadulterated evil as well. Then it hits me. You didn't do that on your own... did you? No! You had professional help from The Infernal Kingdom.

Without that... you're only a pack of bobbleheaded tards. You're not real people... are you? You're empty husks that got animated by The Zombie Meister, You're demolition machines that are operated by the guys in the cab, and owned by whatever Hermit crabs are way... way in the back of the shell corporations with offices on 48^th street; did you chop down the towers because they were blocking your view?

No... I know... it was all about the things that were going on in all those offices, and... coming to light... because... well... Hey! It's an apocalypse!!! Only a few of us were talking about it back then, BUT... it was not an unknown feature of the times... because... it has been coming for a very long time. Yes, it has.

Most of the people who are troubled by your antics at The WHO, and... The WEF, and... The Gazacide,... and... all the child murders, and sacrificial rites... in those basements with no windows... they see you getting stronger... more determined, and more public about it every day. They don't know that you are being forced out into view. They don't know that you are desperate... and cornered... and in an inescapable dilemma of your own construction.

Some of us do know this, BUT... we are not laughing at you. We are actually sorry about the trouble you have gotten yourself into, and we are even grateful to you... for playing the part of The Evil Guys... cause someone had to do it, and we're just glad it wasn't us. We're all actors playing a part.

I pray that everyone with even a lick of sense left in their heads... will take the opportunity... in the remaining hours of The Countdown... to get right with The Kingdom of Light because... the emissary of Heaven is already upon us, and he is waking up his minions right and left. Soon now... he's going to have it all in place, and then? Then comes both manna and madness. You can still choose the company you keep. My boss is a very forgiving sort, and there's no time like the present.

End Transmission.......

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The Wisdom of the Egyptians
Chapter VIII - The Story of The Book of Thoth

This and a coming chapter are my personal favorites-

The Royal Path (Chapter 9)
from The Bhagavad Gita=

KRISHNA

Because of your faith, I shall tell you the most profound of secrets: obtaining both jnana and vijnana, you will be free from all evil. This royal knowledge, this royal secret, is the greatest purifier. Righteous and imperishable, it is a joy to practice and can be directly experienced. But those who have no faith in the supreme law of life do not find me, Arjuna. They return to the world, passing from death to death.

I pervade the entire universe in my unmanifested form. All creatures find their existence in me, but I am not limited by them. Behold my divine mystery! These creatures do not really dwell in me, and though I bring them forth and support them, I am not confined within them. They move in me as the winds move in every direction in space.

At the end of the eon, these creatures return to unmanifested matter; at the beginning of the next cycle, I send them forth again. Controlling my Prakriti, again and again, I bring forth these myriad forms and subject them to the laws of Prakriti. None of these actions binds me, Arjuna. I am unattached to them, so they do not disturb my nature.

Under my watchful eye, the laws of nature take their course. Thus is the world set in motion; thus the animate and the inanimate are created.

The immature do not look beyond physical appearances to see my true nature as the Lord of all creation. The knowledge of such deluded people is empty; their lives are fraught with disaster and evil, and their work and hopes are all in vain.

But truly great souls seek my divine nature. They worship me with a one-pointed mind, having realized that I am the eternal source of all. Constantly striving, they make firm their resolve and worship me without wavering. Full of devotion, they sing of my divine glory.

Others follow the path of jnana, spiritual wisdom. They see that where there is One, that One is me; where there are many, all are me; they see my face everywhere.

I am the ritual and the sacrifice; I am true medicine and the mantram. I am the offering and the fire which consumes it, and the one to whom it is offered.

I am the father and mother of this universe and its grandfather too; I am its entire support. I am the sum of all knowledge, the purifier, the syllable Om; I am the sacred scriptures, the Rig, Yajur, and Sama Vedas.

I am the goal of life, the Lord and support of all, the inner witness, the abode of all. I am the only refuge, the one true friend; I am the beginning, the staying, and the end of creation; I am the womb and the eternal seed.

I am heat; I give and withhold the rain. I am immortality and I am death; I am what is and what is not.

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"The Mind is All The Devil There Is. It is The Mind in Rebellion against Unity that Fills The Darkness with Fallen Angels."

God Poet Transmitting.......

♫ The day the butthurt died, and they were singing, “Why... why... can't I get it with fries?” I drove my Prius to see Levy, but Levy was riding (and got trampled by) a Sybian Horse. The Nazi Transgender was on a Fentanyl bender singing, “This is the day I mask up inside. This is the day I...(gasp!)... (thud!)”

Noway did this happen. pic.twitter.com/RYKkjLdc2Z

— Concerned Citizen (@BGatesIsaPyscho) June 8, 2024

The thread that follows this main story is a telling thing.

BREAKING: On Wednesday night, just a few hours after Spokane repainted the LGBTQ+ Pride Mural, three teens left scooter marks there…

Ruslan Turko (19) and 2 other underage teenagers, were arrested for 1st degree "malicious mischief", a FELONY that is punishable by up to 10… pic.twitter.com/qWM3TVGMKX

— End Wokeness (@EndWokeness) June 7, 2024

This is the year that it becomes no longer fabulous, and absolutely amazing to be sexually dysfunctional. I could feel it coming for some time. It was in the air all around me, and telepathy is as easy as opening your mind. When you diminish the noise of the intrusive separated self, you can hear everything else. There is ONLY one mind; no... really. It is proven to me several times every day.

You might think I'm delusional... because everything happening now seems more and more over the top, by... the... day. How about this as an example?

A transgender man in a skirt won the Miss Maryland beauty pageant. This is a man who calls himself a woman. He is officially the wife of a military man. That military man has a transgender man in his anus at night. The ideal of a woman in this area pic.twitter.com/lAM2avpj2g

— ⚔️Einarr 🇵🇱 (@OlekBRD) June 8, 2024

A certain nation says, “Use force. If force doesn't work then... use more force.” It's what they just did by killing three hundred people to liberate and parade four hostages in Gaza, OR... that's what they say. They might just as well have had those hostages in a van. That whole hostage thing is bullshit. It smells of the same tactics they use all the time to justify psychopathic behavior.

They did this! Ghammazz!!! Ghammazz! (actually, we did this) So we are going to do all kinds of terrible things, (and we do)

Am I being mean-spirited? Am I calling it like it is? Should I avoid all commentary on laugh-out-loud absurdities when... the people making this happen... are laughing at us... in the meantime... for putting up with it? They are intentionally creating ever more twisted icons and then shaming the ignorant into an obliging silence; not... all... chains... are... visible.

No... au contraire... these are just signs of how desperate they are. As absurdity ratchets up to impossible heights... in an effort to... somehow... get beyond the hands... reaching up from the graves... of all those people they wooed to an ugly death... in times past.

Then... suddenly... a voice comes out of nowhere crying; drive a Styrofoam spike where that cat wailed!!! Then the screams of those whose reach exceeded their grasp... are cut off, and... sodden confetti falls from the skies... as if ten thousand pigeons just flew overhead... only the smell is worse.

No! I don't know where I get this stuff. I've always had a thing for The Sacred and The Profane... because The Divine is one side of The Helix, and The World is another, BUT... that's all because... I did not have the eyes... to see the beauty in everything before now, so... like any real poet, I had one foot in Heaven and one foot in Hell, and the strings thrummed in betwixt them. Eventually... God took pity on me, and... I... am no more.

They've been at the borders of Desperation's End for some time now. They were so busy laughing at you that they forgot to be aware of the direction they were headed in; ♫ Oh, Lord, can this really be the end? To be stuck inside of Tinder with The Weimar Blues again ♫ (apologies to Dylan) AND... as is ever the case... they went too far, and... it all unraveled; well... is unraveling, and... you will see that more clearly in coming times.

See... the closer it gets to falling apart... the more outrageous they have to make it... while they try to put Humpty Dumpty back together again.

There are those who worship the appearances of ugliness and depravity, and the driving force of their existence is to seduce all others into an inescapable compromise with them. They are everywhere that innocence is present, and in the corridors of power, and in the sacristy... the monasteries... and contemplation zones. They are a wheedling invisibility... that insinuates itself into the mind of everyone drawn near... distracted by attraction and curiosity.

They want to steer The World to Grand Guignol and Danse Macabre. Some indefinable something ALWAYS seems to get in their way, and... they fall short, again, and again, and... again.

They always seem most powerful when they are on the cusp of departure. Imagine how The Light must be positioned... to throw the largest shadows, and where it is... when it throws the smallest shadows, and that... that will tell you a great deal. It is very close or... it is very far away; The Light... that is. So... what should you be getting from the presence of such enormous shadows at this time? Eh? Sometimes it is both metaphorical AND literal.

When your mind has been trained to be a willing AND dutiful servant... all manner of conundrums and mysteries are easily solved. When The Divine is ACTIVELY resident within you... you... as a tuning fork in resonance with the greater source of it... reflect The Mind of God. Yeah... it is so. As Gollum would put it; tricksy... tricksy... were the words. We employ them here because... there are all kinds of reach-arounds.

Why ever would we need parables and fables... allegories and analogies... similes... metaphors, and whatever else there be? Why would we need them if it was all clear to begin with? It's not... because The Mind... untrained... The Mind... off the leash... is a conniving liar. First, it lies to itself, and then it lies to everyone else. Unless you arrest this process in the very beginning, it will prove to be your downfall later on. Stay off of The Spiritual Path if you are insincere and uncommitted or... you will pay a grievous price.

First, you take control of The Mind, and... every other good thing will follow that. First you still The Reactive Mind... then there are no obstacles.... merely points of observation... where you watch it all fall together, over... and over... and over again... forever. On that day when The Sun never stops rising.

I know it's hard. In The Bhagavad Gita... Arjuna likens it to taming The Wind, BUT... it can be done. It can be done. Think about those shadows of various sizes and remember that there are no shadows without The Light. The Mind is a mirror; can be a true mirror... if you can hold it still. If you can't hold it still... then the image is distorted, and there... there is life explained... without the need for further detail.

“O Krishna, the stillness of divine union which you describe is beyond my comprehension. How can the mind, which is so restless, attain lasting peace? Krishna, the mind is restless, turbulent, powerful, violent; trying to control it is like trying to tame the wind.”

First, you hold still for God. Then God shows you how to still The Mind, and this takes a degree of Faith... in what does not EVER waver... while you wait for The Substance of Things Unseen to appear. It's like anything else... any sport... any craft... or trade... any discipline... anything you INTEND to get good at... requires doing it over and over and over until you get it right... until it becomes automatic... until you don't have to think about it. Thinking about it can cause you complications.

This is why you must love what you do or... don't bother doing it. If you love it... you will never tire of doing it. If you love someone, you will never tire of them. If that love fades... because it is based on transitory interests... it will soon be gone.

It's not that any of it is that hard. It's that you are lazy, and you don't have Higher Love. Look at recent generations... who have had such convenience in reach... on every side, and... where... at the same time... everything that is being advertised is carnal. The Real thing does not advertise. It doesn't have to. It is blazing in the sky... radiant in the aether... iridescent upon the sea, and people still don't see it.

It is because The Real Thing truly does exist... that everything false can also exist. Everything false is proof that The Real Thing is around. People just don't know where to look for it. Even if you tell them... point blank... they don't hear you. Something gets in the way. The Mind gets in the way.

The Mind is all the devil there is. It is The Mind in rebellion against Unity that populates The Darkness with Fallen Angels. The problems... difficulties... challenges... such as they are... are simple things presenting in complex appearances. They are eternally present within this specific bandwidth. What is confusing you... is the game of The Mind... in a state of separation... from The Only Mind there is.

Oh well... sooner or later.

Anyway... you're watching a movie, and... if you don't pay attention... you wind up in the movie. The Divine knows better. The Divine doesn't have to be concerned with being sucked into the movie. The Divine is the screen that the movie is projected on, and... when the movie ends... The Divine is still there.

Of course... you need light for all of this to go down; go down? That is why The Divine said, “Let there be light!” And... there was light... because whatever The Divine thinks into being... is immediately a reality. You could be doing this too. He did make you in his image. You just have to let go of one or two things; maybe more... depending.

What they don't tell you... if you do pick up your cross and follow him... is that you have to set something else down first. Or maybe he did tell you, BUT someone removed that section from the book... like all the other sections that got removed, and then... there are those parts that got added, and the parts that can't be written down. They just can't... BUT... no problem. no problem at all. What's that song say, Love will find a way? (Once you get past the pain..) And there was also the mention of keep your heart open cause... love will find a way; sage advice... sage advice. Love's not blind in this instance?

Okay... I'm being flippant, and... this is serious business, BUT... the key is also to keep it light. Here I am saying something that no amount of words will ever explain. I guess that's my cue to cut it short now, so... bzzzzt!

End Transmission.......

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The Conclusion of Chapter 7 (Wisdom from Realization)
from The Bhagavad Gita

Good people come to worship me for different reasons. Some come to the spiritual life because of suffering, some in order to understand life; some come through a desire to achieve life’s purpose and some come who are men and women of wisdom. Unwavering in devotion, always united with me, the man or woman of wisdom surpasses all the others. To them, I am the dearest beloved, and they are very dear to me. All those who follow the spiritual path are blessed. But the wise who are always established in union, for whom there is no higher goal than me, may be regarded as my very Self.

After many births the wise seek refuge in me, seeing me everywhere and in everything. Such great souls are very rare. There are others whose discrimination is misled by many desires. Following their own nature, they worship lower gods, practicing various rites.

When a person is devoted to something with complete faith, I unify his faith in that. Then, when faith is completely unified, one gains the object of devotion. In this way, every desire is fulfilled by me. Those whose understanding is small attain only transient satisfaction: those who worship the gods go to the gods. But my devotees come to me.

Through lack of understanding, people believe that I, the Unmanifest, have entered into some form. They fail to realize my true nature, which transcends birth and death. Few see through the veil of Maya. The world, deluded, does not know that I am without birth and changeless. I know everything about the past, the present, and the future, Arjuna; but there is no one who knows me completely.

Delusion arises from the duality of attraction and aversion, Arjuna; every creature is deluded by these from birth. But those who have freed themselves from all wrongdoing are firmly established in worship of me. Their actions are pure, and they are free from the delusion caused by the pairs of opposites.

Those who take refuge in me, striving for liberation from old age and death, come to know Brahman, the Self, and the nature of all action. Those who see me ruling the cosmos, who see me in the adhibhuta, the adhidaiva, and the adhiyajna are conscious of me even at the time of death.

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I thought I might add an addendum here; note where he says, Through lack of understanding, people believe that I, the Unmanifest, have entered into some form. This is why Islam is so opposed to graven images or any material representations. They are right too, BUT I like God personalized. You can have it either way, and you can have it both ways. Fundies of every stripe do not get this.

"It's that Brass Ring... Pot of Gold at The Rainbow's End... Forever Turning into a Pumpkin... The Moment it is Touched."

God Poet Transmitting.......

The Information Superhighway runs between major dialogue points. These points are cities... where those who believe the dialogue... live with each other in cyberspace. Some of the major concentrations are; orange man bad... Diversity good... serial sexual excess is an expression of individual rights... gender mutilation of children is an example of living your own truth... lies are truth if they serve your purpose... truth is a lie if it does not serve your purpose... Climate Change is real... Climate Change is not real.

Each of these has an opposite number... up the road... round the corner... somewhere. Some of these large rumors are being parroted by influential people, such as; The White Hats are killing all the bad guys at Guantanamo, and replacing them with body doubles... no one can stop what's coming... trust The Plan... Donald Trump is a man for all seasons in a time of Climate Change, and somewhere God is laughing at You.

On the big Risk board, the players are spinning on the tops of ceramic music boxes, and performing the Spandau Ballet, and it's all based on historical precedents, like Swan Lake... Tristan und Isolde, and Rocky Horror Picture Show. Just like Spandau Ballet... The Unreal has now been declared real, and what was formerly real... is now what never was.

Taylor Swift is leaving hissing... oil-slick colored snail tracks... in the minds of the Incel riders on The Short Bus Train. No bus ever made... is large enough to carry them all, and The Ship of Fools sank in The Horse Latitudes... several years ago, and hasn't been replaced. Now those who would have been passengers are reduced to swimming for their lives in The Sea of Madness, and someone is churning the waters: could it be Mr. Apocalypse?

Real information is impossible to get now. Only Twitter-X and some blog sites permit occasional transmissions... in between bursts of other shit... AND... where has all this porn come from all of a sudden? Maybe Musk did get Gitmoed. Then again... how can someone be a transhumanist-cyborg manufacturer, and... represent The Greater Good?

Stew Peters is one of the very... VERY few... speaking what I can identify as truth, BUT... how long will it be before I find out what he's up to behind Door #2? It seems to be the way of The World. I must not let myself become cynical in these last dregs of bad coffee turning back to dark... rich... earth. After all... a golden age is coming!!!

In most Western nations... the leaders at the top are totally, and absolutely corrupt. Someone reached out and touched every one of them. It takes but a moment for me to follow The Money, and that leads... inexorably to The Usual Suspects. All of these feckless leaders... are rationalizing and supporting Gazacide, BUT... The Monsters pushed too hard... too far... too soon, crying out of their bloodstained mouths; so who's going to stop us?

It has to be something out of The Dark Occult. They cut some kind of deal with The Prince of Darkness. Fortunately, there are term limits. All deals exist within a limited time frame, and the walls are soon to come a-tumbling down. Boy... are these fuckers caught between a rock and a hard place; or what?

Below them... in Serflandia... The Hive Mind is rumbling... torches are being lit, and pitchforks are being sharpened... on the plane just preceding manifestation. (so... it's only a matter of time.) On the other side... are the demons in human form... who are seriously threatening them about non-compliance with the terms of their agreement.

As I step further and further back... into panorama view... where the objective perspective can see what is always hidden close up, I see that something missing. Isn't that odd? Why would that be the thing I first notice? BUT... that is what happens when what you are looking at makes no sense. World Leaders from every area of enterprise... are... are... I don't quite know how to put it. It's as if they are actors in a film... who must read their lines, and then go through the motions. They can do nothing else. They are all turning on music boxes that are playing a funeral march. It's on a loop.

I see people engaged in a group... character assassination... suicide cult. They are destroying themselves before the eyes of The World, and they seem to be completely unaware of it. Everywhere I look, and at every level of society... I see large numbers of mesmerized life forms... marching off a cliff. They scream as they fall, but the ones who follow directly behind them cannot hear them at all. There is some disconnect... a fog... a miasma of blanketing indifference to being doomed.

It's happening everywhere. People in pursuit of fame and fortune are abandoning all of their humanity for material gain. They seem incapable of stepping back and giving any thought to the direction they are moving in. Someone else might get there first!!! It's like a fever... a state of possession... where all capacity for reason and reflection has been shut down. A different kind of immune system has been violated, and... something more important than life has perished.

This is happening all over the place. There is this grasping... ravenous... self-devouring virus that is driving people toward an obvious terminal result; some kind of kill-or-be-killed mindset. They're chasing a dancing ball of pressed and illuminated confetti, and not only is it out of reach... it is not there in the first place. It's that brass ring... Holy Grail... Big Enchilada... Pot of Gold at the end of the rainbow image... forever turning into a pumpkin... the moment it is touched.

That's one vaccination I did get. I would rather live in total... abject poverty... for the whole of my life and lives... than to chase the usual ephemeral nonsense into Rattlesnake Junction. I did... in fact... live with next to nothing most of the time, BUT... I was richer by far than any of these doomed souls.

I know for a fact that along the way to The Real Thing... one gains the power to materialize practically anything; castles in the air made real... fortresses of translucent and prismatic glass... should one still be wanting anything... after finding The Real Thing.

It also empowers you to invite anyone you like to come along, a cleansing and purifying stream runs by the door of the land of wonder you have brought them to. You step into the water. You step out of the water, and... The Spiritual Sun floods your being. You're good to go anywhere now.

I know people dream of Heaven... somewhere above the clouds or... right here on Earth. That sort of thing hardly ever enters my mind. I seek an inner state of everlasting unity with The Divine and... the ability to carry it with me wherever I go... because what could be better than sharing that with everyone you meet? That's the thing. It's self-interest that carries the day around here, and a whole lot of people probably wouldn't even see the point. They prefer to pick and choose, and then bar the door.

I take The Sun as my guide... on all matters having to do with... who does or does not deserve The Love of God. I know I have not been able to live up to that with any great consistency yet, BUT... I'm working on it. I never stop working on it, and... one day... I will get there. I have only to continue to work on it. It's a given, in... that... case.

In truth, I stopped trying to change anything a while ago. I realize now that my job is to let myself be changed... to no longer interfere with what was going on already.

I can only assume (which is never a good idea) that everyone is being driven crazy... in the direction of whatever it is that they think they want, and The World of the moment... is a display case... of that very impetus. If you cease from wanting... your fever will go down. You will find yourself beside The Still Waters, and Green Pastures... that appear soon after The Wanting disappears. Of course... Desire never ends... so one needs to translate that into Aspiration... cause that never ends either.

The Creative Imagination is a tool of priceless value, and everyone possesses it... even when they poison The Substance of Things Unseen... it is still there. It comes with the basic components that make up your essential being. As Guru Bawa used to say; God-Man... Man-God... God is your bank, and... you are God's bank. This is true, and if people only knew how true it is they'd be over The Moon, instead of routinely coming and going from The Moon's wardrobe department... for The Purpose of Demonstration, and... whatever suffering attends it.

I don't want to direct too much attention... to what is being turned back into the raw materials for God's many-dimensional printer. It's a new world in the making. Lord Herpes Simplex the Third is going back downtown... attended by his courtiers and Pandora's in waiting. A mournful dirge is being played by musicians... weighed down with all the bad music they are taking with them. The permanent victim... vampire royalty... are leading themselves in chains... to an Egypt of their own making.

Well... as you should know; darkness is as darkness does, and there is always another Egypt around the corner... metaphorically speaking. I feel sorry for them, of course, BUT... at some point in the long ago or fairly recent... they made arrangements for this very thing. They are certain they will be happy there because it's getting too bright for them to do much more around here, and... all the dark corners and Gila Monster motel franchises... have already left for their next port of call.

Oh! They'll be back one day... when they get their shit together. For now... those of us who made other arrangements... a long time ago... or fairly recently... have something else coming into view, and if you don't mind... I'm going to close now and take a few steps in that direction myself.

End Transmission.......

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The Conclusion of Chapter 6;
Practice of Meditation, from The Bhagavad Gita

KRISHNA

The infinite joy of touching Brahman is easily attained by those who are free from the burden of evil and established within themselves. They see the Self in every creature and all creation in the Self. With consciousness unified through meditation, they see everything with an equal eye.

I am ever present to those who have realized me in every creature. Seeing all life as my manifestation, they are never separated from me. They worship me in the hearts of all, and all their actions proceed from me. Wherever they may live, they abide in me.

When a person responds to the joys and sorrows of others as if they were his own, he has attained the highest state of spiritual union.

ARJUNA

O Krishna, the stillness of divine union which you describe is beyond my comprehension. How can the mind, which is so restless, attain lasting peace? Krishna, the mind is restless, turbulent, powerful, violent; trying to control it is like trying to tame the wind.

KRISHNA

It is true that the mind is restless and difficult to control. But it can be conquered, Arjuna, through regular practice and detachment. Those who lack self-control will find it difficult to progress in meditation; but those who are self-controlled, striving earnestly through the right means, will attain the goal.

ARJUNA

Krishna, what happens to the man who has faith but who lacks self-control and wanders from the path, not attaining success in yoga? If a man becomes deluded on the spiritual path, will he lose the support of both worlds, like a cloud scattered in the sky? Krishna, you can dispel all doubts; remove this doubt which binds me.

KRISHNA

Arjuna, my son, such a person will not be destroyed. No one who does good work will ever come to a bad end, either here or in the world to come.

When such people die, they go to other realms where the righteous live. They dwell there for countless years and then are reborn into a home which is pure and prosperous. Or they may be born into a family where meditation is practiced; to be born into such a family is extremely rare.

The wisdom they have acquired in previous lives will be reawakened, Arjuna, and they will strive even harder for Self-realization. Indeed, they will be driven on by the strength of their past disciplines. Even one who inquires after the practice of meditation rises above those who simply perform rituals.

Through constant effort over many lifetimes, a person becomes purified of all selfish desires and attains the supreme goal of life. Meditation is superior to severe asceticism and the path of knowledge. It is also superior to selfless service.

May you attain the goal of meditation, Arjuna! Even among those who meditate, that man or woman who worships me with perfect faith, completely absorbed in me, is the most firmly established in yoga.

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