We are Ephemeral Dreamers, Like Surfers on an Evanescent Wave.

Dog Poet Transmitting......

I saw this website and... is it a joke? Is it satire? Apparently it is true. There are people who don't eat vegetables AT ALL. Do I need to delineate the implications?

I want to be optimistic. I want to have faith in the human race but... it's a challenge. The level of insanity in these times is... breathtaking. Once again... as MATERIALISM intensifies, INSANITY intensifies. As MATERIALISM proliferates, SPIRITUALITY diminishes. As RELIGION trends toward FUNDAMENTALISM in all faiths, ATHEISM increases. As traditional forms of worship die out, SATANISM rises around the world and UNCONSCIOUS SATANISM is the greater part, by far, of that particular dynamic. The older religious traditions have been hijacked by Satanists and... the result is that you get this. As social mores embrace more and more of the ABNORMAL, you get more and more of this sort of thing. The woman who wants to turn one of her twin sons into a daughter happens to be a Pediatrician. Yikes!!! Double yikes!!! If you can't intuit what her motivations are, let me clarify it for you. She didn't want two sons. She wanted a son and a daughter and ALL THAT COUNTS is what she wants.

What you have seen so far is CRAZY. Ah... but you haven't seen crazy yet. This is CRAZY. Every time you think it's all gone too far, something happens that is proof positive you haven't seen too far yet. It is clear as clear can be when you see The Media celebrating something like this. As crazy as it has been getting in this country, it has already gotten much worse in The Crown Colonies. There is no rhyme and no reason to what is taking place and this says it as well as anything might.

It goes without saying, for me, that The Infernal Realm has been 'permitted' to express in diabolical fashion for the Purpose of Demonstration. Keep in mind that The Divine is in complete control of EVERYTHING at all times, so there is a purpose to everything that happens.


One thing we know is that animosity previously unseen, a raging hatred, is being stirred up for the President of the United States and for those who support him. An army of discontents is being assembled under the banner of Antifa, to foment utter chaos in America. Here is a mind-blowing visual of the sort of person who comprises the footsoldiers in this army.

NBC News report

Ponder the spiritual implications of her neck tattoo and gaze in wonder at what she has done to her face. There are tens of thousand of self mutilating, self loathing, troglodytes, who have washed up from the River Styx and are now wandering across the landscape.


There was a time in our country where the corporal punishment of children got outlawed. Attendant permissiveness caused a lack of discipline across entire generations. Those of an age where they should not possess power suddenly had power and began to understand the benefits of blackmail and other deceits to get what they wanted. Their parents indulged them at every turn and a nation of spoiled brats were raised. Then these entitled children, who had gained no maturity, were set loose on the world and the world kicked their asses and compromised their emotional investments. This is overly simplistic but I am in no mood to analyze it in deeper detail. You can see the results all round you. In concert with their selfish natures, a deep anger was born, a resentment for their perception of unfairness in the world. This was milked and shaped by cynical teachers in their schools. Many of these teachers were not normal in their sexual behaviors and this was insidiously included into the curriculums, as was a contempt for established religion and since they had been raised with no moral compass their internal gyroscope did not function properly.

At the same time that all of this was happening, the modern world became stranger and stranger. Bad stuff was happening. It had always been happening but the sense of a prevailing wrongness in the world made life surreal. They were learning bad things. They were doing bad things. They were eating bad food. The work ethic had turned to shit and there was no value system.

There was no Diabetes a hundred years ago. There were none of the cancers that there are now. People are developing allergies and environmental sensitivities. More and more of them are being born autistic. They have no sense of self. Life is turning into cosplay. Tattoos, Piercings, body mutilations and all manner of gender dysphoria appeared and you have what we see all round us today and through it all, percolates a collective unrest, a pathological impatience, an increasing dissatisfaction and ever greater concentrations of rage at the world, the governments and the religions and each other. Everything and everyone becomes a target.

Okay... I rambled all over the place in the attempt to make a few rough edged observations and now I'm floating on a Styrofoam container in the Sargasso Sea with my Tweedledee, Tweedledum buddies, Flotsam and Jetsam. Moving right along, nothing to see here. Folks, you already know these things and it was a bit lazy and disjointed of me to wander around, as if I'd had a few (AND I HAVEN'T!). There's so much going on today and I've only been here now and again, so a lot of this got written while I was somewhere else.

Let me segue to a few useful things of a spiritual nature. I don't suppose I have to tell you that we live in 'interesting times', as the Chinese refer to it (they are also living in interesting times). If you don't have the ageless hand of the ineffable at the tiller of your life, you could be in for some grim moments, on your way to unavoidable epiphany, or a dread awakening of one kind or another. Here is a series of paintings.

There are four of them. They are by Thomas Cole. He was an artist from The Hudson River School. They are called The Voyage of Life and represent features of existence that one is advised to be mindful of.

Thomas Cole:
The Voyage of Life, Childhood

Thomas Cole:
The Voyage of Life, Youth

Thomas Cole:
The Voyage of Life, Manhood

Thomas Cole:
The Voyage of Life, Old Age

Let me again quote the great, Paramhansa Yogananda; “if you don't look for God in the Springtime of your life, he won't be there in the winter.” When I first read that, it sent chills up my spine (for real). Then a wave of joy percolated through my frame as I was made aware of the truth that I had done just that.

However ineffective I may have been. However haphazard and cobbled together my methodology may have been, I have sincerely sought after The Divine my whole life. No matter what has happened to me, that has NEVER altered and FINALLY. FINALLY!!! I made it through the murk into the light. I can hardly believe it but... so it is. There is still work needing to be done. There are adjustments to be made and perhaps an even greater determination is required. Whatever it takes. Whatever it takes. At least now, the one that I had sought for so long, is here. So... I'm going to share some details from my daily disciplines in the hope that they may prove of use to others.

I meditate about 4 times a day. Don't overdo the amounts of time spent. Only continue while you can maintain focus and concentrate. I've yet to etch the time-frames into stone. I pray on occasions throughout the day. I repeat the following phrases at every point in the day that I can remember to do so; when I am brewing some tea, when I am walking about, when I am watching a movie, or a sporting event. Whenever I remember, I repeat; “I am the eternal, pure and free, self illumined Atman.” At other times, I repeat, “Every particle of my being, from the physical to the spiritual, is filled with the presence of God.” One could exchange 'love' for presence, should they choose. I repeat these while in bed awaiting sleep and upon awakening. I repeat these phrases while meditating, maintaining an inflexible certainty of their literal truth. I let my heart swell with the love of the ineffable and you are free to visualize that as Jesus Christ or Lord Ishvara, who is the same by another name, in a different tradition... or ANY realized master, or The Mother, should you choose.

At a certain point I repeat The Pattern on the Trestleboard.

I will be releasing a video shortly that demonstrates the images used and my hand positions while doing this. I close out by expressing over and over how deeply I love the ineffable master of all things. Though one should never pursue powers for the sake of the power, powers do come AND repeating certain phrases, or words with INTENTION and an ever growing degree of FAITH, CERTITUDE and DETERMINATION, guarantees that they will come. You can compare this practice to what happens when learning a musical instrument. There is a HUGE DIFFERENCE between practicing for an hour a week and an hour a day and an even greater difference should you practice for more than a hour a day. All activities are commensurate with the time and intention invested. PERIOD!

Some of you may be familiar with my course, “Learn to Play Guitar like Carlos Santana- Guaranteed.” (only ten dollars!) The course is comprised of a single lesson and it follows thusly; 'Take your guitar into a room and practice for ten hours a day. Meanwhile, listen to the music of Carlos Santana.' I stand completely behind this method.

If your intention is that all powers, which will surely come, through austerities and other spiritual practice, is to be dedicated to union with the ineffable... so shall it be. “Success is speedy for the energetic.”

This is also certain to bring success. Go into a room or into Nature. Take only water and for as long as you can manage, pray and cry out to God for 3 days, only pausing to sleep, (or for elimination, which you don't have to pause for) and continuing immediately upon awakening. If you are not satisfied, do it for 7 days. Does this sound extreme? It is extreme but IT WORKS. God is ALWAYS WATCHING AND LISTENING! He/She is most especially impressed by sincerity and inflexible purpose but even more especially, by LOVE; God is a slave to Love. Such dedication cannot fail to gain a response. However, you do not have to be so extreme. You can pray and cry out silently within, all through your day as often as you can remember and you will get results. There is NO FRIEND LIKE GOD. Make God your friend.


End Transmission.......


This should serve as a brief intro. We'll expand on all this in the next Visible Origami


Today's Song is-

♫ Some Lovers ♫

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