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Changing The Face Of Religion : Other Spiritual Pieces Last Updated: May 18, 2020 - 5:20:21 AM

"Everything Outside was Already Inside and then You Named it and Owned it as That."
By Les Visible
May 18, 2020 - 5:17:03 AM

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May 17th 2020

Dog Poet Transmitting.......

A reader wrote in yesterday, asking about what he might do, concerning flashes of anger and rage that come upon him. I suspect that this and similar emotions are plaguing a great many of us at this time, or have at some time. Venal and twisted beings have taken over the outer environs, which all of us are passing through to some degree. When a nasty little cabal of Satanists in the Middle East attacked the United States on 9/11, many of our freedoms went missing. Trying to travel by plane has become a nightmare and I- for one -avoid it now. I just don't go anywhere if travel by air is required, unless I travel in my astral body for which I do not need to pass through checkpoints.

Skulls Chertoff, one of the main players in the attack made a fortune off of marketing body scanners. His picture says it all. The impotence of our collective state, no doubt, enrages many of us. Now THEY have manufactured a nothing kind of a virus, to kill off the elderly and those with existing health complications, so that they could also create a new system of social control called, Social Distancing. They are invited to kiss my ass and no distance is required as far as I am concerned. Scratch that, I don't want them anywhere near my ass. I don't know where that mouth has been but without question it was deep into the darkest orifice of The Prince of Darkness not long ago.

I was talking to my friend about this reader's request and my friend said, "I was about to answer him too." I replied, "You should have." You should always react; ANYTIME you feel the push in that direction you should act on it because that is one of the angels of God speaking to you. My friend said, with an amused countenance, "Well... I didn't want to step on anyone's toes", meaning me. I answered that any response of that kind actually helps me. Anytime anyone helps someone else, they are helping me because I AM EVERYONE ELSE. That perspective, it seems to me, is the right perspective to have. What did John Donne say in that poem? "No man is an island." and he concluded with, "Each man's death diminishes me, for I am involved in mankind. Therefore, never send to know for whom the bell tolls. It tolls for thee."

We are all a part of one another and that is a scientific fact, regardless of how poorly expressed or understood it may be. We have no relevance or meaning outside of the context of each other and what any one of us feels, rolls... however slightly, through us all. So... in these times there is a great deal of anger on the move. Whenever steps are taken to impinge upon our freedom, rage and frustration are the offspring of that offense. The urge to freedom is the most basic human impetus.

Anger, from my observations, most often has to do with something unresolved from former times. It may be a familial matter. It may be related to something we did not do that we thought we should have done; the fruit of some moment of personal cowardice, where we did not rise to the occasion. It could be harm done to us by another and the memory of which we carry like an unwelcome passenger on our back. I don't know WHICH is the WHAT of it ...but MOST OF THE TIME, the origins of anger are simpler than we may think. Self Inquiry brings whatever is needed to the fore if we take the trouble to look.

Why is it... when we happen to be the origin and solution to every problem we encounter, that we do not look there? Our eyes give our minds the impression that we are seeing, 'out there'. We are not seeing out there. Out there is in our heads and the control of everything is quite simple. It only requires recognizing who is already in control. If... you allow the one who is perpetually in command of everything, to continue unhindered in his rulership of everything, from the movement of stars and planets to the final destination of a single fallen leaf, you will be aligned with that command. You will be in sympathetic resonance with THE ALL.

Attempting to hinder, or not hindering the Supreme Ruler does not affect the Supreme Ruler AT ALL. What was it that caused the Fallen Angels to fall? It was rebellion was it not? What was it that set them off? He commanded them to worship his creation, Adam and they refused. This is what we are told. There are many fundamentalist doctrinarians and dogmatists who object to this and others as well who do not answer to those definitions of type BUT... with ANY INSPIRED SCRIPTURE, the surface meaning is almost never the real meaning. I might add that any INSPIRED SCRIPTURE can be understood differently, depending on the level of awareness of the person understanding it. This was explained where it was said that there was one teaching for the masses and another for the disciples.

You learn what you are capable of understanding. You receive the teaching that corresponds to your level of awareness. At the moment that the switch is thrown in your consciousness, as the result of a metaphysical, critical mass occurring, the teacher appears. Here is a story I have never told here before, one of a great many stories I have yet to tell. I was sitting in a park in San Francisco (this was in the summer of 1967) when this fellow came energetically striding across the grass at me. He was dressed simply in a pair of pants and a button-down shirt and looked like one of those characters drawn by the cartoonist Don Martin from Mad Magazine. He had a grin a mile wide, with flashing white teeth and shining blue eyes. For some reason he reminds me (now) of one of those desert Mormons. He said, "Do you want to go to a Buddhist monastery?"

I was compelled to my feet. I still don't know why and I walked off with him. I thought of my possessions back at the apartment, at the corner of Haight and Fillmore but continued on with him. He had a ruddy complexion and was full of life. We started hitching out of town and were picked up quickly. We were headed toward the area of Big Sur, as I remember it. It was getting dark at some point and we were walking through a town when he said we should eat. He went up to the window of a Taco Bell. I think it was a Taco Bell and told the man at the window we were hungry and had no money. He gave us a big bag of food. It was like magic. Everyone he spoke to seemed to be under his spell.

It was dark now and we went back on the highway and a fellow in a Volkswagen Bug picked us up. My companion told him we were tired and needed a place to sleep. Without pause he said, you can sleep at my house. He had a pleasant cottage somewhere and we spent the night. The next morning he came to us and said, "I have to go to work now so... there's food in the refrigerator, help yourself and just close the door when you leave." People just don't do this sort of thing.

We went up on the highway and got a ride. I had been talking about Peyote with the fellow and also saying that I really should get back and get my stuff; stupid of me I know. We were by the side of the road, out on the highway and all of a sudden a police car pulled up. They asked us for ID. I had some. He didn't. They took him away. Before he left, he walked to a bush by the side of the road with red berries on it, took a handful and then he gave them to me. "Here's your Peyote", he said. I'll never forget the look of disappointment in his face. It may not have been disappointment. I don't know what it was but I felt bad as I headed back to San Francisco.

The three young men I was living with were all from D.C., as was I. One of them was only 14 years old and named Phil. They were all Heroin addicts. It disturbed me that they were like this. There was also a few hundred pounds of Marijuana in the apartment. They came from rich stock and had money and I guess they fancied themselves, dealers. This paid for the Heroin, or something did. They were not happy about being addicted and mentioned it frequently. I hatched a plan to take them to Big Sur to drop acid and said that this could work to get them off the Heroin. They agreed. Addicts don't do this kind of thing.

We climbed into the VW Bus owned by one of them and set off. We arrived in the Big Sur area and saw a sign that said, camping $3.00 a person at the Lime Kiln Creek turnout (now a state park). Destiny had the place in mind. We pulled in and parked and then took the acid and I went my way and they went theirs. After coming on to the acid and having a few words with the ocean from atop a big boulder, I went walking about and came upon a fellow sitting cross-legged at a distance from the beach. It was The Man on the Beach and all that followed after that, followed after that.

It never occurred to me to connect the fellow who wanted to take me to a Buddhist monastery a few days earlier, with my now being in that same area. When YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE SOMEWHERE, YOU ARE THERE. Every journey starts out as an internal affair. It is something you think about or... somehow it appears in your mind and then it takes place in the projected external world. The whole course of my life was altered that day. I've no idea where it would have led otherwise but it assuredly IMPACTED on everything that came after.

Everything in my life and... probably in yours, is a preparation for what comes after. Sometimes the after is in that same life and... more often, it is the after that follows whatever tax you had to pay for former excursions and whatever stage is being set by your handling of that which came your way this time around. My whole life has been about being made ready for where I am and now... whatever awaits in these few years to follow. I was banged and battered into present shape for a reason. I also had all the rebellion and recalcitrance hammered out of me. I was made strong to endure it and made stronger still for having done so.

It is a funny thing how we can go through the span of a lifetime, never really thinking about what the import of it all meant. We simply did what we did that was in front of us and made the efforts and sacrifices necessary to hold our lives and the lives of those who depended on us, together. Also never knowing that it was not us who held anything together. There are other imperatives besides the biological. Well... that is enough for today.

End Transmission.......

Today's Song is;

♫ Pure Sweet Love ♫

Three wise men of Pocketnet went to sea in a bowl;
If the bowl had been stronger
My song would have been longer.
However the case, soup's on at Pocketnet but... bring your own bowl.

les visible at pocketnet

CHAPTER VI from "Bhakti" (the book) in Volume 3 of the Collected Works of Swami Vivekananda.


"Wherever His name is spoken, that very place is holy. How much more so is the man who speaks His name, and with what veneration ought we to approach that man out of whom comes to us spiritual truth! Such great teachers of spiritual truth are indeed very few in number in this world, but the world is never altogether without them. They are always the fairest flowers of human life - - "the ocean of mercy without any motive". - "Know the Guru to be Me", says Shri Krishna in the Bhagavata. The moment the world is absolutely bereft of these, it becomes a hideous hell and hastens on to its destruction. Higher and nobler than all ordinary ones are another set of teachers, the Avatâras of Ishvara, in the world. They can transmit spirituality with a touch, even with a mere wish. The lowest and the most degraded characters become in one second saints at their command. They are the Teachers of all teachers, the highest manifestations of God through man. We cannot see God except through them. We cannot help worshipping them; and indeed they are the only ones whom we are bound to worship.

No man can really see God except through these human manifestations. If we try to see God otherwise, we make for ourselves a hideous caricature of Him and believe the caricature to be no worse than the original. There is a story of an ignorant man who was asked to make an image of the God Shiva, and who, after days of hard struggle, manufactured only the image of a monkey. So whenever we try to think of God as He is in His absolute perfection, we invariably meet with the most miserable failure, because as long as we are men, we cannot conceive Him as anything higher than man. The time will come when we shall transcend our human nature and know Him as He is; but as long as we are men, we must worship Him in man and as man.

Talk as you may, try as you may, you cannot think of God except as a man. You may deliver great intellectual discourses on God and on all things under the sun, become great rationalists and prove to your satisfaction that all these accounts of the Avataras of God as man are nonsense. But let us come for a moment to practical common sense. What is there behind this kind of remarkable intellect? Zero, nothing, simply so much froth. When next you hear a man delivering a great intellectual lecture against this worship of the Avataras of God, get hold of him and ask what his idea of God is, what he understands by "omnipotence", "omnipresence", and all similar terms, beyond the spelling of the words. He really means nothing by them; he cannot formulate as their meaning any idea unaffected by his own human nature; he is no better off in this matter than the man in the street who has not read a single book. That man in the street, however, is quiet and does not disturb the peace of the world, while this big talker creates disturbance and misery among mankind.

Religion is, after all, realisation, and we must make the sharpest distinction between talk; and intuitive experience. What we experience in the depths of our souls is realisation. Nothing indeed is so uncommon as common sense in regard to this matter. By our present constitution we are limited and bound to see God as man. If, for instance the buffaloes want to worship God, they will, in keeping with their own nature, see Him as a huge buffalo; if a fish wants to worship God, it will have to form an Idea of Him as a big fish, and man has to think of Him as man. And these various conceptions are not due to morbidly active imagination. Man, the buffalo, and the fish all may be supposed to represent so many different vessels, so to say. All these vessels go to the sea of God to get filled with water, each according to its own shape and capacity; in the man the water takes the shape of man, in the buffalo, the shape of a buffalo and in the fish, the shape of a fish. In each of these vessels there is the same water of the sea of God. When men see Him, they see Him as man, and the animals, if they have any conception of God at all, must see Him as animal each according to its own ideal. So we cannot help seeing God as man, and, therefore, we are bound to worship Him as man. There is no other way.

Two kinds of men do not worship God as man - the human brute who has no religion, and the Paramahamsa who has risen beyond all the weaknesses of humanity and has transcended the limits of his own human nature. To him all nature has become his own Self. He alone can worship God as He is. Here, too, as in all other cases, the two extremes meet. The extreme of ignorance and the other extreme of knowledge - neither of these go through acts of worship. The human brute does not worship because of his ignorance, and the Jivanmuktas (free souls) do not worship because they have realised God in themselves. Being between these two poles of existence, if any one tells you that he is not going to worship God as man, take kindly care of that man; he is, not to use any harsher term, an irresponsible talker; his religion is for unsound and empty brains.

God understands human failings and becomes man to do good to humanity: - "Whenever virtue subsides and wickedness prevails, I manifest Myself. To establish virtue, to destroy evil, to save the good I come from Yuga (age) to Yuga." - 'Fools deride Me who have assumed the human form, without knowing My real nature as the Lord of the universe.' Such is Shri Krishna's declaration in the Gita on Incarnation. 'When a huge tidal wave comes,' says Bhagavan Shri Ramakrishna, 'all the little brooks and ditches become full to the brim without any effort or consciousness on their own part; so when an Incarnation comes, a tidal wave of spirituality breaks upon the world, and people feel spirituality almost full in the air.'"



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