February 24th 2021
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
This is an age of stupidity, greed, deception, mean-spiritedness, and clueless embarrassments. It is a place people Gorilla Glue their hair to get attention. This is a world where that sort of thing is celebrated, emulated, and held up as an ideal by educators and legislators, and administrators of Cartoon Hell. Here is this upside-down cake made of hand grenades, not pineapples.
They own the media and all the customs stations at the border of every fabricated reality. They fashion and shape your perspective on whatever they bring before you, BUT... not for much longer. You can only bend life so far out of shape, until life snaps itself back, into a more reasonable facsimile of life in the realm of the senses.
Because we have been in a dark place for a long time, as the age made its way into its decline and fall, many of us, the far greater number of us, have no sense at all of a bandwidth of senses beyond what we see and hear. That will change as time passes. In the meantime, those who have been able to open the hidden world, by turning their attention away from Basic World 1.0, are living with a greater fragment of the living light. The others seem to have none at all. That will change as time passes. We are coming into times of a finer density of conscious light.
Many emulate and adulate Zuckerberg, Kim Kardashian, or some celebrity, or leader. Consider the present occupant of the White House. All of these answer to someone. Yes, but who do they answer to? Who controls the money? These men and women are not free. If they step out of line in their particular venue they hear about it. The fire-hose of public opinion, operated by those who give shape to the water, is turned on them. None of them are free. You and I are freer than them and among us some are also much freer. You gain freedom by not hindering the passage of others and by traveling on a spiritual passport. These get checked and stamped everywhere you go and MUCH MORE FREQUENTLY than the terrestrial passport.
Be careful what you wish for. You think it's much more enjoyable among the ranks of a certain sector of society, political, entertainment-wise, rich, influential. You go ♫where everybody knows your name♫ You get feted and awarded. Slinky and sleek bodies make promises their ass can't keep, literally, but you don't find out about all the Hollow People until you get there. I've seen it up close in a minor sort of a way; got to see it close enough so that I could walk away with no hard feelings or bad impressions left. Of course, I did leave some number of bad impressions, but most of those were intentional. I'm not good with cases of mistaken identity. What you see is what you get.
You have to REALLY want to be famous to put up with the level of insincerity that is all around, especially if you are rich and famous and usually the two go together. You are surrounded by people who ONLY WANT THE BEST for you. Uh-huh. Of course, you are in what I call Hog-Heaven if you happen to be a clueless Pollyanna in Wonderland. Then, your falsity is mirrored in the surrounding falsity of others and everything is... heh heh... Hunky Dory. I've no idea who Hunky Dory is by the way. It sounds like a transvestite bodybuilder.
Yeah... if you are going to hang out with the parrots you had better be able to squawk like a parrot. You will have to dress like a parrot, which doesn't take any objective thought, unless... unless you are an anti-parrot, but that's still a parrot. Parrots also live in cages a lot of the time. My point is that all of these career choices have a downside that is not always clear in the beginning. Some aspects you don't learn until you are well on your way. Some don't appear until you are beyond the point of return, and THIS IS THE CASE in every area of enterprise unless you are an entrepreneur and that has its own problems. How many people live with an emptiness filled with the memories of a wasted life?
Up and down they go, back and forth on the roller coaster, on the merry-go-round, on the Ferris wheel, in the amusement park of hungry ghosts. They have it all and they have NOTHING. The greatest asset the rich and famous have is the idea, in your mind, that they are better off than you. No, they are not.
There are furies and harpies and threatening specters (like Marley's Ghost). There are malicious spirits of all sorts who attend the minds, hearts, and conscience of those that so many of us deem more fortunate than ourselves. Theirs is a troubled sleep, writ large with anxiety and grief. It is all happening in front of the eyes of the world as well. One should not underestimate the cost of that. You could be a jerk but only your immediate circle knows this, or you can be one with the whole world watching.
To be truly fortunate you should know when you are well off. To be truly blessed you must know what a blessing is, without having to be shown... because then it lacks gratitude, a critical feature of the transmission of Real Wealth. It ALL hinges on a central theme and then it individualizes and develops a conflict with that upon which it all hinges. The more accurately you reflect the divine image, the more you go about in the image you were created in, for the purpose of celebration. Eternal liberty is a dance. Our friend Nataraja embodies that as well as I have ever seen it.
Change is the cornerstone of eternity so... is everlasting life an endless series of changes? One could say the face of eternal change is laid upon the body of the changeless in a unique and ever-changing state that does not change. There it is... the problem with words. The idea is to get closer to The Fountain. There is this fountain and it flows through eternity. It is as fresh as the dawn of time. It revitalizes and rejuvenates the weary heart. It is a comfort beyond describing and it IS REAL. One has only to look for it and NOT STOP LOOKING until one has found it. If you have forever you have too much time to hurry, especially since you will still arrive where you are... when you get there.
If there seems to be a confusion or complexity in the writing that was not there before, it is because we are striving to come upon the boundary line where words fail. Heh heh... I can see it now, a river of words coming to the brink and then falling away into boundless space. Words are what we have, but there would be no words without thoughts, and there would be no thoughts worth having without inspiration, and there would be no inspiration without the angels of God, and there would be no angels without God, who orchestrated this entire drama for his entertainment. It is a fine thing when one is able to entertain God, who spends all his time watching and simply being, while we act as expressions of his thought in living articulation.
Someone said, "as a man thinketh, so is he." It is a finer thing when one makes of themselves a transparent vehicle for the original thinker to animate. Everything else is clumsy slam dancing. Graceful dancing is evidence of the Presence of the Divine. If it is being done well at all, it is The Divine doing it. Unfortunately, few dancers give credit where credit is due. To register the awful state of the present, one need only look at the state of the arts. They tell us who it is that is being channeled. The light of God is being blocked, and that is a statement of the nature and intent of the art of the times. Do not fear. Do not be troubled. This is a phase of temporary weather and no more.
Certain things begin to happen once God comes into greater proximity. Usually, God is as shy and retiring as it is possible to be. On rare occasions, God appears in the flesh and transforms the world. We are at that very time. Everything is about to be exposed for what it is. The presence of the Avatar is THE DEFINER of atmosphere and mood and the essence of irresistible change. It WILL affect most of us differently, and it will affect all of us. The shades of variation are countless. It is already affecting many of us but we have not registered the cause of it. Some will resist with every particle of their being and some will surrender completely. Then there is the vast interior of our collective presence which includes all of the possibilities imaginable.
I do not know! However, that which does know, resides in me, as it does in everyone, to a lesser or greater extent of the distance between. The size of the gulf, the distance between Truth and yourself, is the measure of your fear. Those who do not know can be informed. Those who know cannot. Why are those who are the wisest among us, the most humble and self-effacing? This is due to the grandeur of the one they have made contact with. God generates such profound awe, even over a degree of distance, that ANYONE who has encountered The Divine is familiar with it in similar fashion.
I cannot say what the details are, concerning the transformations pending up around the bend. I can say that, depending on your perspective, the opportunities that await are past describing. Yes... the world is going to end for a great many people. That happens every day. Then it will begin again. It will be terrible in some places and transcendent in others Location... location... location. The sooner you direct all of your attention to tuning in, the sooner is can more fully direct its attention to you and direct you as well.
For previous links, please refer to previous postings. I have shaken the dust off my sandals off before the gates of those cities.
BEAMED FROM THE SAUCER POD BY VISIBLE AT 20:31