Dog Poet Transmitting.......
Everywhere in The World at this moment... there are those who look around at their sculptured grounds... their big houses AND bank accounts. Fortune has smiled upon them for their previous industry at another time... when they were dreaming and desirous of what they now have. Even as they experience it, it is slipping away in slow motion... along with everyone they know, and themselves included.
Nothing of what anyone possesses... or thinks they possess... in the material sense... has any lasting value. The time will come when they remember none of it, nor who they were when it happened, and... this goes on... and on... and on... and on. Those who think they are escaping... by becoming discorporate... are in for a surprise... because they don't change... only their location does. They are still what and who they are, just in different surroundings.
Everyone seeking liberation... spiritual illumination... realization... Nirvana- banana- bobama etc. MUST... I say... I say... MUST accomplish it here while corporate (cue Foghorn Leghorn). You do not go to Heaven and have it happen there. What you become here decides what Heaven... or otherwise... your own nature and composition direct you to.
You must accomplish Heaven here to accomplish Heaven there. It is simply a vibration you arrive at that resonates with the place you arrive at. It's all done with magnets.
Those who do Evil to others... live in Evil zones of being and find palpable evidence of this when they arrive at the location that best defines what they got up to, and where thoughts and feelings are THINGS.
Sometimes it makes me think of slot-cars.
Do not concern yourself with the appearance of injustice you think you see. Justice is in ceaseless motion. Think of it as a team of scriptwriters... or recording angels... if you prefer... who draft and choreograph an explicit series of events that are a kind of computer code... written into the fabric of your destiny, and... that code takes you to the consequences of your actions. Good? Bad? Up to you.
You're headed for dirty water. You're headed for the clean sweet sands of Serenity. You're headed to Samara one way or the other. You're headed wherever your thoughts and actions... expressed in borrowed force... will take you. You're headed up. You're headed down. You're headed round and round in circular loops that are generated by... your vibrations. The reality... or illusion... (and probably both) of your life unrolls before you.
It is much like a car. It has a steering wheel, an engine... all sorts of things. For some, it is a mean vehicle indeed... in constant need of repair. For some, it is a splendid steed that soars above The-World-So-High. For some, it might go anywhere, and for others, it goes to only one place OR... nowhere at all.
Down there... in The-World-So-Low... is a bustling marketplace where EVERYTHING is for sale, including the people who are selling EVERYTHING. They are the ones who will tell you, “everything has its price!” They don't believe you when you tell them this is not so. That does not exist in their worldview. EVERYTHING IS FOR SALE in their worldview and... if you can steal it, so much the better.
Trying to mediate and reason with The Unreasonable is a fool's gambit. It cannot be done. They will be looking for... The Angle... The Devil in The Details... some way around it all... just down the road a bit. All the while, their lawyers will be looking for a way to take it back, AND... make you pay them for the trouble.
At some point, you have to head for Cold Mountain or a reasonable facsimile. At some point, you have to shake the dirt of the cities of The World from your sandals. It's not like there's somewhere you can go; I mean... there is... sure. There are a few places you can go. Knowing how to get there is the problem because the only sure and certain route is to go within... to The Quiet Place where you can talk to God... in the sanctuary of The Self. How can anyone Out There find you In Here?
If you don't want what the wild-eyed banditos want. If you don't get between them and what they want... if you don't have what they want... they won't even see you. What has any of this chaos and clutter got to do with you? Manifest Existence is a dream in The Mind of God. It is controlled from the central point of that mind that holds all of the moving parts in a suspension of Gravity and Time. The Eternal is invisible to the perishable.
One becomes eternal by permitting The Divine Magnet to draw you out of The World of Change into The Changeless State. The Attractions... that other magnet... pulls you away from the center, into a state of constant imbalance... reaching... reaching... reaching. This has been going on for... I don't know how long. Let me see if I can find an analogy.
Let's say you drink as often as you get the chance and you live in a world of people like yourself. You have all these relationships based on this chemical-emotional dependency. For whatever the reason... you stop drinking and an entirely different world opens up around you, with new people; all previous actors disappear with the movie you were in.
In what seems like no time at all, you forget everyone you knew when you were drinking, and they forget you. You develop all these other relationships based on everything other than what you used to do. If you go back to it, it works in reverse as well. The new people disappear. The old people reappear.
Say it's not drinking... it's drugs... or it's sex... or it's money... or the currency is your social network. When you step out of the picture you become; “whatever happened to so-and-so?” Maybe one of them will remember your name... maybe not. You might never even come up because there are new forms of the same whatever-it-is that replace you. Each of these attractions is a world unto itself. It has its own dimensions and protocols that are known to the residents.
There is a practical side to, “thou shalt love the Lord, thy God with all your heart, all your soul, all your strength and with all your mind.” It isolates your magnet to a specific frequency and the process takes care of itself for so long as you are engaged in it. God pulls you in the same as The World pulls you in. Whatever is the focus of your attention. It provides the initiative and inspiration to get you there.
Every separated mind is in a relentless quest for Union. The problem comes about in whatever you are seeking union with... because... unless it is The Divine, it is a further departure from what you are consistently missing and cannot identify; talk about vicious circles. The World IS NOT YOUR FRIEND! The World is a wilderness of aberrated Nature... filled with the endless consuming of everything and everyone by something or someone.
Just because there is an attraction for something, does... not... mean... you have to go there. Just because something whispers at you, doesn't mean you have to wink back. Steer clear of everything, just... to... be... sure... because only one thing's worth having anyway, and you already have it if you know where to look.
You already got a candle. Now all you need is a light. When Materialism opened the gates of Babylon the carnal tsunami washed the world with foolish virgins and now you have to mind where you go because so many people are not paying attention to where they are going. Just because you run into someone doesn't mean it's Kismet. It could be mistaken-identity and... it could be not watching where you are going.
There are times when The World falls into the wrong hands. It doesn't last... but it can last long enough to make you regret being there. In times like these... because it is times like these that I am referring to, a wiser mind retreats from the thoroughfare... stays out of the bright lights because of all the dark alleys they could be pulled into, where the attractions are all used and abused and pedestrian to begin with; junk food for junk lives.
The force of The Lure is great but... so is the disappointment when you see it in daylight. Whatever beauty or other attractions you might be seeking, it must first be discovered within you. You must locate the one who is the source of that beauty and... every... good... thing... then you will know it when you see it. No one can traffic fool's gold to the one who has his own mine.
Not only is The World a false friend and a bad deal, BUT... it cheats you of the time you could have spent with The Genuine Article. Everything that The World offers is a poor substitute for The Real Thing. Find The Real Thing and all the joys of existence can be celebrated with The Supreme Enjoyer.
End Transmission.......
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9 comments:
It's probably no coincidence that there's a new movie in town called "Babylon".
TOTALLY!!!!!!! ALL THE WAY, EVEN!!!! My uber obnoxious version of a paraphrase:
I have come to the conclusion this place is pointless garbage, and have chosen to withdraw from it as much as I can. After all, I am pretty pissed at the fact so much of my time that I don't want to give away is spoken for, and I'm not giving this place one nanosecond more of it than circumstances dictate I must. I am going to spend as much time 'not being there' as possible, and shedding more and more of what I can shed until all that's left is my self-imposed contractual obligations, and the Hell with the rest.
I'm not interested in stuff. I'm interested in knowledge. I'm also sick of being perpetually inconvenienced by circumstances, so I'm going into what VOID I can whilst here, and be as inconvenienced as little as possible. Retiring to a cave is not an option, but I'm gonna try to get as close to that as I can.
Wonder what the idiot centralised gubments would do if the majority decided to take my path? Ayuh, then I wake up. Not gonna happen.
But hey! I'm enjoyin' watchin' the crash and burn of all that is.
NOSTRILS TO THE SKY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Every post you make is amazing however, THIS ONE IS THE MOST CONCISE and I did move to the Cold Mountain (at least right here, right now literally) but I also keep detaching from those things that keep me bound. Can't express my gratitude enough for your wise writings.
sandy
Gracias Visible!
Pulling our mental fat out of the false fire and throwing it into the Constant Light!
Folding flatland into dimensional relief, right before our freely paid attention!
A home run hit out of the park of parched personas!
If you don't want what the wild-eyed banditos want. If you don't get between them and what they want... if you don't have what they want... they won't even see you. What has any of this chaos and clutter got to do with you? Manifest Existence is a dream in The Mind of God. It is controlled from the central point of that mind that holds all of the moving parts in a suspension of Gravity and Time. The Eternal is invisible to the perishable.
Saying the best things so conservatively (a nod to the Kinks' "A Well Respected Man")
Or most concisely, elegantly, right to our face!
Wonder how perishable mindsets of the few who are compelled by mammon or neurosis to sip these web oases see these writings?
Since they have outsourced all critical thinking and information sorting function to their media matrix handlers, most likely a reflex rejection with prejudice maintains their bubble where light is routed to an inner black hole.
Amusing analogies the "The Gods Must be Crazy", where any metaphysical reality peeking through first confuses by being incomprehensible then gets morphed into a flattened caricature to be derided out of mind.
Every separated mind is in a relentless quest for Union. The problem comes about in whatever you are seeking union with... because... unless it is The Divine, it is a further departure from what you are consistently missing and cannot identify; talk about vicious circles. The World IS NOT YOUR FRIEND! The World is a wilderness of aberrated Nature... filled with the endless consuming of everything and everyone by something or someone.
The deepest drive for re-union gives rise to the prime exploit against the human:
"This is the way to be one: join the group we have conditioned just right for you!"
Cast loose from your internal moorings and join the "mor-offs than ons" volunteering to be subjects in astral warfare experiments.
No one can traffic fool's gold to the one who has his own mine.
Or his own Mind, married to the One even if we be unfaithful brides far too often!
Brother Visible, you show us your shining.
Your shining shows training in being shiny
My walking mantra, in conversation with the One:
"Show me how to be You"
Not "like You", not "more like You"
To dispel the paradox, we must lose the mad limitation that there can be any separation!
We have the creative power to misuse and continue giving our borrowed energy building mental prison walls.
But we finally come to see and know that the One is all of us only we don't know it all the way yet.
We ask for experience in being knowing that we are asking ourselves to disappear.
Who remains shines beyond any conceivable spectrum.
Hey LTPT Buttons! There are Yogi's in India who own NOTHING BUT A SINGLE BLANKET that they sleep on. They don't want to carry anything into the Afterlife!
Can you IMAGINE ever discussing something like that on the Television? They exist to advertise stuff to fill over-priced houses with more and more. According to them, we are "consumers". How about being a Citizen?
G-Zeus. . .I'm over the stupid programming. Just waiting to finish here and move on. Mentally, I'm already in the next realm. Unfortunately I have to wait for the body to catch up. The problems of bein' a Schrodinger's Nose. So annoying.
Thank you. Visiting here brings comfort and joy to carry on. These brief moments with others in the light shedding truth like my dog's shedding hair. May we all shine on. Thank you.
LV! The desktop is beautiful sunshine shining over a shining meadow.
I cannot lie there was something in my eye the first time at the Cripple Creek overlook on a sun filled gorgeous day, it felt closer to God there.
Thank You God is the key and I say loving you with all my heart when praying.
Just back from the Sack-N-Save and Putler and Trump should stop with the orbital inflation lasers. (sarc)
Found some organic cereal, deli finger sandwiches, cauliflower bites and another five dollar bill on the way back!
Someone did an excellent dog impersonation driving past and a fist pump was in order.
So glad I only have some binary ones and zeroes that were on loan from download and the French philosopher was right about hell being other people.
Saying Thank You God For LV in my prayers as well and other online freedom defenders.
A new Smoking Mirrors is up now=
"There is A Mysterious Force in The World that Attracts People Who Think They Know to The Epiphany that Awaits Them."
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