"There are All Kinds of Visuals. There is A Soundtrack, Even if It is Only Conversation or The Wind that Carries It."

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

It's odd how the mostly fabricated Crass Media is the focal point in The Hive Mind for what is happening in The World. There will come a big kerfuffle about something, and then... it just fades away until they want you paying attention to it again. Take... for instance... the oil cutoff for Western Europe over ZATO's relentless encroachment on Russia. I don't know where the fossil fuel is coming from this winter. I don't hear about people freezing in their homes.

Then... there's the World War 3 precursor in Ukraine... I know from more honest and informed sources that Russia is pounding the Ukraine's infrastructure back into The Stone Age; not a word. COVID, AKA... The Common Cold, AKA... The Seasonal Flu... has dropped off the news ticker cause Congress got switched Republican.

I see evidence of various levels of impairment in more rarefied social settings. Celebrities, who... under the promise of gain... have spun more and more off their center... while intoxicated by the imagined splendor... of their own celebrity... are starting to fall down drunk... in some subconscious alleyway of The Backdoor Mind.

Some of them are drifting in and out of consciousness in public settings, like mercenary sports figure O.J. Beckham. Others are going The Freak Circus route, like Kanye West. The Rap Subculture has turned into a multiple-shooter video game. Transhumanism is the new Shamanism, by way of Cliff Notes for Dummies.

The difficult art of The Moment... in reference to what just got said above... is to be able to distinguish between what actually happened, and what was staged for purpose of distraction and fascination. The Shapeshifters and The Smoke and Mirrors Gang are doing a puppet show in your head. They are coming at it directly through electronic media, AND... they are coming at you indirectly through telepathic invasion and subliminal programming.

The Jesus was Transgender bullshit from The Tavistock educated... Trinity College... pederast-theologian yadda-yadda's was a staged event. The Balenciaga... bondage Teddy bears for pedo-mind programming... among the easily intrigued... was also staged. The Kanye Trump spectacle was also staged. You don't just stop by a former president's home... while trailing two uninvited guests, one... of... whom... is something of a radical Christian Right... alleged holocaust fraud expose... Gen-Z guy called Nick Fuentes.

I don't know who he is, but I am largely out-of-the-loop when it comes to Influencers because I AM ALREADY under-the-influence, if you catch my drift.

IT'S... ALL... STAGED!!! Even when it's extemporaneous... it's still... taking... place... on... a... stage.

I don't know anything about Archons or Annunaki. I've seen the reptile underlords but they are not what all these people making bank off of them have been saying they are. They are almost entirely relegated to a certain bandwidth of activity, and only come into play when people go looking to play with them; the same way people will engage in demonic rites OR demonic behavior and wind up Possessed thereby. It's... not... accidental.

Park rangers say that over 90% of the victims of rattlesnake bites, were... messing... with... them... prior... to... getting... bit.

God gives you EVERYTHING you ask him for. You should not be upset with God for his indulgence of your whims. A master once materialized an entire palace for his disciple because it had been on his wish list and the master was just getting it out of the way. Since the disciple had no continuing interest in this materialized palace, they didn't stay long. It had been a passing thought... some temporary desire in the disciple's mind... BUT... for reasons that escape me, it had to go into demonstration mode.

A magic show is being performed before your eyes. There are all kinds of visuals. There is a soundtrack... even if it is only conversation... or The Wind that carries it. You can touch it; it feels real. You can smell it. Sometimes you like that, and... sometimes you don't. You can taste it, and... the same alternatives apply. Attraction and Aversion are constants (and contestants) in The Separated Mind. You are bound there... in that endlessly playing loop of attractions and aversions until... you... are... not.

Certain mercenary-minded sociopaths saw that they could make a pretty penny manipulating your attractions and aversions. They ALSO saw that they could rule over you thereby. Here's The Deal; The Real Deal. The Supernal Kingdom and The Infernal Kingdom are set apart the way that Heaven begins where your feet touch The Earth. Think of it as a dial of increments that turn from green to red. Depending on whether you are (metaphorically speaking- (grin)) in The Green or in The Red... on that depends whether you are being guided or corrected by The Invisibles.

Angels and Devils have specific job descriptions, AND they cover EVERYTHING that gets done and does not get done on The Manifest Plane. Turn The Dial one way and it gets less and less substantial. Turn it the other way and it gets more and more substantial. The effect of Time... changes as you turn The Dial. Its weight diminishes or increases.

You know about Gravity. At least you know what someone told you about Gravity. There are all sorts of gravitational variations... different ways in which Gravity expresses itself. There is one form of Gravity which is Karmic Gravity. You notice it when things press down on your mind... on your being.

Saturn has to do with Karma... and crystallization... and manifestation in form... and limitation. Jupiter has to do with expansion... and authority... and a number of things, BUT... I don't like to get into intricacies. I'm not a watchmaker or a jeweler. I understand intricacy, I just don't have any great love for it. Intricacy is the province of those who like argument. I don't argue. I have nothing to argue about. I am convinced with a Certitude that is also The Foundation Stone of Existence. I don't operate in The Land of Yeah... But.

It's a magic show at your expense. It is kind of how Debt operates. Debt is a form of material slavery. Debt is the hamster on the treadmill. I have one debt ONLY and that I joyfully repay along the shining courses of eternity... where and whither I am bid. It is not so much a debt, since my account has been closed by the proper authority. It is more like a commission... more of an unquenchable passion to serve in a most dispassionate fashion.

It's how I get Schrodinger's cat to use the litter box. It's how all enigmas... riddles... and mysteries are unraveled and dispensed with. It's kind of how you can be in two places at once and nowhere at all. It's a conscious force whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere. This came into the uncommon parlance by the same fellow who created Pascal's Wager.

The Truth is hiding in plain sight and also cannot be seen. It is... and it isn't. It never was. It never will be. It always is. It's like understanding the meaning of an echo.

What did you say that caused the echo? This is the question you should ask yourself because... you... are... living... in... it. People don't want to hear about it. Even when they tell you they want to hear about it, they... don't... want... to... hear... about... it. Since they have no idea of its value, they are most afraid of its cost. NO... COST... IS... TOO... GREAT. Nothing of what it costs is worth keeping around... to begin with, AND... the cost? The cost is what stands between you and it... to begin with.

Just as Fear is the main inhibitor of Love.

You can have it all... piece by piece... as it fades from view OR... you can have it all at once... forever. It is what vaporizes the sense of Time... and Gravity... and Limitation... and everything that makes life a ritual of continuous suffering. Disease... Old Age... and Death can ONLY operate within certain parameters. It would behoove the sincerely curious to investigate that aspect of The Dynamic.

I can say these things over, and over, and over, BUT... it's like The Voices in The Wind. They come and go and come again. These same things have been said since God said, “Let there be Light!” They will be said until God turns out the light. He does both of these things over, and over, and over again. It seems to amuse him. I have found that the best possible thing you can be is; a... friend... of... God. If you persist, you will find out what I mean.

End Transmission.......

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