Concerning the Actual Heritage of Jesus the Christ and... Merry Christmas!!!

Dog Poet Transmitting.......


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Given that there has been a war on Christmas that intensifies every year and which is being waged on Christmas by those who, specifically and most ironically, make the most money from merchandising Christmas, I find that I need to wish everyone a Merry Christmas, in the most sincere fashion I can manifest. My dear friends, may the deepest spirit of this blessed day, capture the hearts of every one of you and bring you both wonder and serendipity in the greatest measure.

Recently, I have had several small misunderstandings, with a few people about the man/God, whose birthday this day is a celebration of. I'd like to clear that up in a way I've never presented before and hope that puts every confusion to rest, for now and for all time. The misunderstandings have arisen from my stating that Jesus was not a Jew, or may well not have been, even if... at one time, he 'might' have been one for a brief period. Since neither I, nor you, know the truth of the matter, the point is moot at both ends. The truth is that there is ZERO historical data that Jesus the Christ EVER existed.

If you say this, you will get people who show up and present you with hearsay, or reasoned arguments that they like to pass off as evidence. It's not evidence. Regardless... I've NO DOUBT of the existence of Jesus the Christ. NO ONE who never existed has had anywhere near... not even close... to the profound impact that Jesus the Christ has had on this age. Then there is the matter of the opinion of those I respect the most in this life, such as Paramhansa Yogananda, who wrote a voluminous compendium of two volumes about Jesus the Christ. In an interesting way, Jesus the Christ has a lot in common with Shakespeare. I don't think I need to go into that. Those of you who get what I mean don't need me to illustrate it and those of you who don't, also don't care and wouldn't want to hear it.

Christians who lack the deeper 'spiritual connection' to Jesus the Christ, LOVE TO ARGUE. It's become abundantly clear to me, over the course of time, that the need to argue is a direct expression of those having no real knowledge of whatever it is they are so compelled to argue about. In fact, the need to argue is really A CRY FOR HELP (grin). Usually, those who like to argue have only the religious connection and that comes out of their early conditioning. The main reason for Fundamentalist religious perspective in the first place is FEAR. Fundamentalism is a course of travel, bordered by high walls that press in upon the traveler and give a comforting sense of containment. There's no room for speculative thinking, theoretical reasoning, or flights of imagination or fancy of any kind. You are bound to the letter of the law and the literal reading of scripture. This makes for problems in comprehension because much of The Old Testament (which Fundamentalists seem to prefer over The New Testament) is written in code. It is a work of Gematria. I'll get back to what I have to say about the heritage of Jesus, at the end of the post.

On the 23^rd, we packed up here with what few items one would need for a brief journey and set off for Tucson, so that we might attend the 10:00 Christmas eve mass at the San Javier Mission. I am not a Catholic, in fact, I don't think I've ever been to a Catholic service before. They didn't have a midnight mass, so we had to settle for 10:00 PM. For whatever the reason, I wanted to 'try to find' a spiritual setting for the period; hoping to commune with kindred spirits. My life would be nothing if not ironic in so many, many ways and so it was that we found ourselves staying at the Casino Del Sol. It was the closest lodgings, with all the other amenities close at hand, like restaurants. I don't like traveling all over the place in locations foreign to me. I like as many details to be off my mind as possible. AND... I thought it might be interesting to see what kind of people would go to a casino for Christmas.

We got to the mission an hour early, in order to meditate, and so we had seats right at the front. At the end of the service it was standing room only and many people were jammed at the back of the church. My God! What a forlorn bunch they were. It might as well have been a funeral. The mission is in a sad state of disrepair and filled with the usual kitsch you find in Catholic churches. Although, as I said, I've never been to a Catholic service, I've been in many cathedrals and Catholic religious environments, like Assisi and Sienna and I've been to many of the great churches of Europe. Ergo, I've seen a lot of kitsch.

There was a cobbled together choir of assorted old folk. Some of whom, I suspect, only sing once a year and so their voices gave out early. It was a truly haphazard affair. Into my mind came The Voice; “You know, visible, I'm not really feeling this.” Varieties of this kept coming into my head, including other startling comments. Then I heard, “I'm just going to have to do it. There's no way around it.” It was ominous. I looked a tad nervously toward the ceiling, which, given the shape of the place in general, might have been in need of refurbishment. Then I heard, “Not now, dummy!” It was pretty funny. You had to be there.

How do I describe the appearance of the mind and heart set of the parishioners? Everyone seemed lost. There was none of the joy I was hoping to run into. For many, it seemed they were there as a requirement of some kind and to have The Ineffable conversing with me, in such a tenor of humoresque and cynicism, was a bit startling. I mean he's taken that tone before but never in those surrounding. Then again, I don't spend much time in churches. I'm usually not comfortable. My church is the wide expanse of Nature and I most enjoy it in a solitary fashion. By this time, toward the end of the ceremony, it wasn't that surprising to hear, “I'd rather not be here any longer.” That resulted in me and my friend being walked out of the place.

Let's return to the question of Jesus the Christ. I've never gotten on with Christians all that well. They are often set in their ways. I've spent my entire life reading the great works of religion and other spiritual commentaries. It has been the passion of my life to learn all I could about God. It didn't take long for me to realize that the more arcane and mystical aspects of God are not to be found in books but in the stillness of the cloister of the human heart. I'm very fortunate that my relentless pursuit finally led me to direct conversation with an angel of The Lord, who speaks for God, as is the case when humans are being communicated with. It is USUALLY not God directly that you are speaking with but more one whom God is speaking through. At least that is how I understand it.

In all of my psychedelic voyaging I never had a single experience with Jesus the Christ and I tried but maybe it's just the Biblical interpretation of Jesus that I did not encounter. I encountered green holographic Buddhas routinely and upper astral personifications of The Divine Mother, Lord Krishna on occasion (rarely), Lord Ganapati, Asian sages, Angels/Devas and elementals also but never Jesus, nor anything Islamic either, except for one Sufi saint. Perhaps what I ran into was the manner of presentation that most speaks to me personally. Then again, ALL RELIGIONS come out of The Eastern Tradition, just as the turning Earth brings the Sun to rise in the East every day.

I've no quarrel with Christians. I've said this on numerous occasions but Christians generally seem to have a problem with my perspective. I'm mostly long past even bringing up spiritual discussion with others, until I have a good idea of the lay of the land. However, I'm not always in complete command of my speech at all times and in all places. I'm working on it.

So... let's now treat with where I said I would clear up the matter of Jesus being a Jew. JESUS CEASED TO BE A JEW (if he ever was one) AT THE MOMENT THAT JOHN BAPTIZED HIM AT THE RIVER JORDAN. It was at that moment that The Spirit of God descended into him and he became Jesus the Christ. From that point on he was a Christian, as was every former Jew that set forth to follow him. The Old Testament was one thing, the New Testament another. Of course, if you are a Fundamentalist, well... that's another thing. Fundamentalists have a lot in common with Luddites, who became Luddites when they destroyed the new machinery that they believed was a threat to their jobs. Some casual inquiry here will bear fruit of understanding.

The Inquisition and the witch killings of Salem were examples of Fundamentalism gone rogue. People who take scripture literally can find a way to justify ANY behavior, just as Logic can be applied to defend any position, regardless of the actual truth. A true Christian is one who understands the nature of sacrifice and spends their life in service without any thought of return. The joy of service alone is payment enough. They don't argue about this or that. They don't MAKE RULES FOR OTHER PEOPLE. They respect the faith of others, knowing that God is resident in every heart, whether that heart be awakened or still quiescent. In time, every heart will bloom.

A true Christian understand the remarkable poetry of the life of Christ and what it represented as a guide for living, should anyone be motivated to emulate Christ. Most importantly, I suspect, that a true Christian understands, implicitly and irrevocably how ignorant they are and in every moment seeks a higher counsel to guide their way. They don't live in vast private estates and have their own jets. They understand that part about giving all you have to the poor and picking up their cross and so on.

One thing I think we can all agree on is that things are pretty screwed up right now and as more and more people go crazy because they refuse to awaken (that is the only other alternative) it's going to 'probably' get worse but a true Christian likely is not going to pay attention to that. A true Christian will be more focused on serving as they go, never seeing the mountain as an obstacle before them but rather as an opportunity. A true Christian's glass is not half full, it is constantly overflowing and that is the point after all. The point is to Love and Love and serve and serve and forget yourself in the loving and the serving, until you are no longer there at all, until ONLY GOD IS THERE and you are a stained glass window through with the light of Heaven shines... or... let's just say that is how it looks to me.


I've not had that experience with Christ that I hear Christian's talk about but I have most certainly been born again, not with water but with the spirit. I had a transformative experience that LITERALLY erased me and replaced me, or rather washed one thing away and uncovered another. It was such a profound experience of a spiritual nature that it is beyond my capacity to give an accurate description. Suffice to say that it awakened a hunger that consumed my darkness in a passion for light. There's nothing that singular about what happened to me. It's happened to others before and will happen to everyone at some time. Ah well... not much point in my continuing to talk. Merry Christmas everyone!



End Transmission.......



ALERT- POCKETNET CENTRIC COMMENTARY TO FOLLOW.


I just arrived home an hour or so ago, unpacked and thought I might make a Christmas posting. As you know, members of that pathological cult of psychopathic Tribe Atheists are waging a war against Christmas. I've been making it a point to say Merry Christmas at every opportunity. Prior to entering into the post, I traveled a bit on Pocketnet. First thing, for some reason, Pocketnet opens up with Top Posts, again for some reason, which, also for some reason, opens up with some post about Slavery by one of the members. It's been there for weeks. I don't understand why. Is it a showcase feature that I am unaware of? Aren't these posts supposed to cycle in some manner? Maybe, for some reason, it's not there now. I don't go to Top Posts because I think it is a Kitten Sanctuary of some kind, or a Kitten Shelter advertisement? It's kind of wall to wall kitten pictures. Then, I see where a poster named Believer wants people to eat large rashers of Only Bacon salad. I went to make a humorous comment and found I'd been blocked by that person with never an event having occurred at all. Pocketnet is strange at times. Don't you usually get blocked for an altercation of some kind? Last I remembered I had had a cordial exchange with the fellow about the martial arts. People do go a little nuts in the holiday season. Well... I don't think anyone will find this important and that is why I add it, anecdotally, at the end of the posting.


I don't care about blocking one way or the other but it would be nice to be informed when someone blocks you so that you can do the same because... otherwise... aren't you vulnerable to them?


Since I am mentioning Pocketnet, does anyone know why you STILL CAN'T EDIT YOUR COMMENTS AFTER YOU'VE MADE THEM and instead have to delete them and re-comment?


I REALLY want to thank the people who come to Pocketnet and post such incredible information. It's been a pleasure to come here. On the other hand and... just like the world I live in, there is a surfeit of of trivia akin to the worst of Twitter but you just have to learn to wade through the pedestrian twaddle and find your groove. That said, many thanks to those of you who do your best in these trying times.


It would be a great thing if those who run Pocketnet made an effort to be more fair in the way they handle things. Certain people, I'm guessing those who have been there longer, have a much more exalted status and in that way, Pocketnet is no different than any of the other sites with its own cabal of self styled elite. It would also be nice if that self styled elite did more than put up picture after picture with nonsense captions and thinking... I'm only guessing here... that it's cute to do this? I suppose there is room for the superficial at Pocketnet, just as there is for the deeper and more well thought out contributions. I'm in no position to be a censor or arbiter of what's good for people. But... like everyone else here, I've got an opinion and you just got a portion of that. Be well.