God Poet Transmitting.......
We are now approaching a main crisis point. Those captured by the delusions of personal power are increasingly beset by Mr. Apocalypse AND Lady Awakening, which are pressing upon the consciousness of ALL life... as Life transitions to the next wave... and next level of operating consciousness. Desperation is becoming increasingly palpable... to those who could not feel anything previously... other than the surging heat of their own misguided ambitions.
In the former times of the previous age... malefactors got away with all kinds of vile nonsense. They grew comfortable... complacent... and confident in their abilities to harm... offend... and force others to submit to their will. They were 'to the manor born.' The rest of us were serfs and sheep in their eyes. Now their whole fragile house of cards is coming down around them.
They are driven by an intensifying fear of loss... a cumulative sense that it is all slipping away from them, AND... IT... IS. What do they say? “Desperate times call for desperate measures?” It's something like that.
Those who hijacked the traditions of mystical Egypt in the later days of Free Masonry. Those who perverted The Sacred Magic of Abramelin The Mage... who reversed The Kabbalah... so that they could disport with demons because the angels would not bend to their twisted plots. The same who have taken control of the seats of temporal power. They know... they know the change is coming.
They are possessed... and they are obsessed... with getting beyond the transition before it takes hold... with the intention of shaping it to their will, that they might command conditions for the whole of the next age. IT... IS... NOT... GOING... TO... HAPPEN. Because of the degradation of their spiritual nature... they hardly understand physics anymore... much less metaphysics.
Do they not realize that the only reason they were able to take hold of the previous traditions and institutions... was because they were already on the way out, and they were PERMITTED to lay waste to them... in order to set the stage for what is to replace them?
When a house falls into disorder... be it a real house... or a metaphorical house... rot invades the timbers... the previous pointing leaves the bricks. The cellars grow cold and damp... and mold appears. The roof leaks. The paint fades and curls. The porch falls in, and weeds invade the garden. No one cares to attend to it anymore.
This happens with clockwork precision in every age. The best of that age carries over. The rest is composted to become nutrients. Evil is a nutrient when properly handled.
There... is... never... a... time... when Evil gains the upper hand across The Earth... except in appearances... for a brief time... at the time of transition for... The Purpose of Demonstration. “These are the times that TRY (read test and trial) men's souls.” We are in such a time to see what we shall do under the force of the inflowing inspiration OR... the pressure of mounting fear.
Do we master the conditions within us, OR... do we buckle and give way before the weakness of our nature? That is something for each of us to handle according to what we value. Kirk Cameron is doing his part, and he is inspiring others. We... the good and decent defenders of The Family Unit... and the core principles that have guided Humanity through many a storm and trial are The Many. The destructive and degenerate are The Few.
Caught between these two poles of possibility are a not insignificant number who only want for examples and guidance. Some are rising to the call, as... is... ever... the... case. Matt Walsh is doing his part, and many others are hearing him.
I'm not trying to rah-rah The World with things you've already heard from The Boy on The Burning Bridge... or Henry V on St. Crispin's Day... John Paul Jones, and others. I'm just stating the facts... Mam. There's nothing new going on here. It's pretty much the same thing every time. A few of us do great evil. A few of us do great good, and the rest are swayed by the rhetoric of one side or the other.
In times of great villainy... heroes rise for The Purpose of Demonstration. Theseus... Perseus... Jason... Ulysses... Hercules, and many another... all have their counterparts in these modern times. At the moment... a number of them await instructions. A number of them do not yet know that they are heroes, or... that they are awaiting instructions.
Believe me! The whole thing is scripted to an irrevocable outcome. Unlike material conditions seen here and at a wider reach. In The Invisible Realm... the battles... and the war are already over. The results of that are now precipitating onto the manifest plane. It takes longer for conditions to appear on the physical plane than to think the thought that shapes and becomes them.
In the couple decades that I have been engaged in this phase of The Work, I have heard the dogs barking many times. I have seen them in the rearview mirror as the caravan moves on. I've heard the snide commentary from those who are not capable of The Work. I've heard the excuses and encountered the varieties of opposition, BUT... I KNOW... among the very few things that I do KNOW... that The Divine is in control of EVERYTHING at ALL TIMES... NOW and FOREVER!!!
I can rest... in absolute confidence... in this unchanging truth. It matters not to me what those who will not join in common brotherhood might say. What they say defines them. It... does... not... define... me!
I am not concerned about the Halloween spooks that jump out of the shadows crying, “Boo!” I do not fear the creatures of The Dark that I know with certitude are deathly afraid of The Light. I do not listen to Chicken Little crying about this... that... and the other thing. None of these self-generated fears... of what has not yet come to pass... move me at all. I've been through the wars. I know what I'm up against.
I also know what I'm not up against. I'm not up against ANYTHING that I don't water with my negative attention... paranoid concern... or fear of the loss of something material. There are immaterial things that I would choose not to lose... BUT... as it so happens... they are part of me... and cannot be lost because they are part of God as well.
The way The Dark Side controls The Hive Mind is through The Atavistic Backdoor... through button-pushing appearances... and through Wormtongue commentary whispered in your ear... or clarion-cried from The Conning Towers of Temporal Deceit.
Some people will stay on the sinking ship because that fear holds them in place. Some will lock their doors against the enemy... when the enemy is locked inside with them. Some will listen to liars or be consumed with rumors of potential gain. Nothing is worth having that compromises you... that steals your integrity... which then blinds you to what is... and to what you are.
There is no difference between life and a movie... that is also a dream in The Mind. Life is longer than a movie. One might say it is... potentially... many movies strung on a strand... one connected to the other. For some it is a chaotic transition that... at the end... leaves one no better than they were before, and sometimes even worse.
For others... it exhibits an ever-dawning clarity and unity that resolves into an eternal present... where both past and future flow in and around the one who remains unmoved... and unchanged... by either.
God commands everything... including Time and Space... and every law and rule he has set into place, he can set aside as it pleases him. This does not mean he needs to do so because they are time-tested and true, BUT... He can. He can. His powers are limitless and he desires... deeply... to share this with you. It is the purpose of existence itself. God is in search of boon companions. Imagine how what you see around you must make him feel.
HOWEVER... in every age... across the endless stretch of change... that is the definer of this plane... he does... now and again... find a boon companion, and it pleases him mightily. He can barely contain his joy at having found someone to play with. He's like a child in that regard. Living outside the prison house of time... causes you to become childlike. It's how it works.
You'll see. I don't know how long it is going to take you, but... you will see.
End Transmission.......
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Family. I see that the concept of a traditional family in an urban or suburban setting as slavery. It's a lot of work. Extra laundry, extra cooking, extra driving, extra expenses, and I will NEVER understand how anyone could remotely WANT to do that to themselves. Not to mention the hospital bills and barf me off the planet as far as the idea of bein' preggers goes. And if you're too compromised from lack of finances to keep 'em from gettin' slow killed via the toxins they call vaccinations, or keep 'em outta the now worthless public school system, why bother? All you're doing is acting as 'cab service' for more liabilities to mess the planet up even more than it is already. Not to mention how many that have them end up unloading 'em on indocrinatin' day care centres? What's the point? What pragmatic application is there? Not that people seem to care about pragmatism from what I see around me. I swear, they seem addicted to stress and hardship. They can't think of consequences if those consequences bit their nose off, which they might as well. (The worst nightmare of The Holey Order of the Septum is to be noseless.)
As fer the rest, NOSTRILS TO THE SKY!
Good morning Vis & thank you.
Clif High's latest is quite interesting.
"I have already disclosed that Patanjali’s Yoga Sutras, a very unique book that comes to us from a far older antiquity than is commonly perceived, does not relate at all to what we think of as Yoga, in the modern understanding of that subject and word, and has no connection to the stretching and breathing exercises. Patanjali’s Yoga, kept alive through millennia by different authors trying to make sense of these obvious instructions, is actually a manual on how to operate a ‘space alien’ mind-to-machine interface."
Rtr here:
https://clifhigh.substack.com/p/i-have-discovered-a-great-secret
Things are sure coming faster & furiously(er)...
Best, David Paul 🔆🌹💚
"When a house falls into disorder... be it a real house... or a metaphorical house... rot invades the timbers... the previous pointing leaves the bricks. The cellars grow cold and damp... and mold appears. The roof leaks. The paint fades and curls. The porch falls in, and weeds invade the garden. No one cares to attend to it anymore."
Pretty much the same for ones iteration of form eh? Tho its not only disorder but Age that produces such. Feel sorta like I'm on the downswing now really. Almost like my peak was the sudden spine failure last year. eh, it is what it is.
Hopefully we will see accountability produced before I drop form. I wonder how quickly I will exit stage Left. I wonder if I will have to take actions I don't really want to take on that exodus.
Its an interesting position to be in, observing the players and their actions and wondering if one needs to step in or if the all will produce that "Steppin in" due ones submission of ones own observations to the all. I know we've talked about it before, and prolly will again. Lets hope, at least, that what comes permanently alters the corrupt players ability to continue their antics.
Take it easy!
Gene
I really should read the whole thing before commenting huh... you do tend to cover all the bases...
"At the moment... a number of them await instructions. A number of them do not yet know that they are heroes, or... that they are awaiting instructions."
:) Thanks for putting it into Words!
Goonie Gene. haha
Truth.
In a way it's exciting to be alive during this transitioning. I am here for a reason. Perhaps just to take notes and write them down in a journal.
All I know is that I am here and am more a part of Nature than I have ever been. I see Her beauty all around me. Every. Single. Day.
Loving the folds of this virtual paper, Visible!
I also know what I'm not up against. I'm not up against ANYTHING that I don't water with my negative attention... paranoid concern... or fear of the loss of something material. There are immaterial things that I would choose not to lose... BUT... as it so happens... they are part of me... and cannot be lost because they are part of God as well.
Masterful
Full of the Master
Stated with the confidence that comes from outside of any timeframe
From the deeper knowing of the heart center
In a conversation with a die-hard subjectivist, they asserted one of their operating tenets as revealed wisdom:
(cheeky paraphrase) Superficial is good, deep is bad
If you look too deeply, there be dragons there which will disturb the daily trance and trips the zombie shuffle!
Does not that sum up the modus operendi of the entire subjectivist cult in a single pointy-headed hypnotic induction phrase?
Stay under the influence of the media Matrix influencers, stay under the sway of the herd drivers, stay in the beta wave trance of sensory flow, at all costs!
Explains why people are so extremely disconnected from their own souls that they countenance the extreme abuse and destruction of the children, for thrills and convenience!
Since navigating the depths requires the power of the mind to discard delusion in realtime and given the pains people take NOT to think but only to react emotionally, it is no wonder that the slightest sign of critical thinking by any others, those based in their souls and responding to their spirits, triggers the demonic overlay into desperate distraction exploits!
One advantage of lifelong depressives is that they are experienced in more of their depths than those who have never had their ego/intellects seriously challenged in their latest life.
In inverted clown world:
Staying on top of things is the place where the little self may remain ascendant
Whereas,
All creativity, all insight, all communication from the One Individual into this creative playground is from the deeps up and out into the perceived
The little self may step aside or be pushed aside eventually by the desire of Passion to express, to give expression to what is ultimately real, which will raise ALL lifeboats above the churn of concern
But, compared to the instant sense perception gratification available through the media Matrix, creating art, music, solutions, brotherhood and peace take time and faith to be fulfilled
It takes longer for conditions to appear on the physical plane than to think the thought that shapes and becomes them.
So, those who jump on the anti-social media and pontificate their latest brain farts for the dopamine hits of recognition and get it in minutes, believe that their way MUST be the way!
Those following their inner vision and experience with faith KNOW that working with patterns deep down is where it is at and from whence thought finally becomes "that"
This contrast,
between the surface dwelling Eloi with their Morlock manipulators who live JUST BELOW the surface of the self
and
those who live from the deeper place nearer the neutral center of the One, is coming to the head, so that the mind of all may begin to respond to the light calling from our deepest dark places
May we all show the power of love to manifest inexorably against the accumulated detritus damming up the age of abundance.
The power of a plant to live in the cracks of concrete content to co-exist
The sustained joy of being one with everything
The undisturbed knowing of relationship with the One
When we all say Namaste and mean it!
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'BUT... I KNOW... among the very few things that I do KNOW... that The Divine is in control of EVERYTHING at ALL TIMES... NOW and FOREVER!!!'
Read variations of that a lot of times here, and intellectually believed it, but only truly believe it now, for whatever reason.
Many thanks.
Re: Clif High
His podcasts and newsletters are interesting - entertaining at best. It's an amusing distraction.
Perhaps I'm just becoming more discerning.
@Guy Reid-Brown:
You can say that again!
Love, Priscilla
A new Smoking Mirrors is now up=
"They Wind up in An Entropic Swamp Where They Deserve to be... Doing The Doggie Paddle in The Primordial Ooze."
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