May 20th 2020
Dog Poet Transmitting.......
It is not the easiest thing in the world to find a happy medium, doing what I do, because the audience comprises a wide-angle, panorama expanse of reader types. We have visitors devoted to what gets talked about here and who have been coming around for years, even decades. We have casual visitors who miss more posts than they see and those who come around very randomly. We have new readers that show up on a regular basis and that has been increasing of late. We also have those who get seriously put off by what they encounter and who like to react with different degrees of unpleasantness. Some of them have also been coming for years and even decades also and some of them read everything we put up. They may not know why they come around but... I do. The motives for that are not really germane, concerning the purpose of this posting, so we won't go into it. Even if it were relevant it would also be futile and I am not motivated by futile. I've had enough Sisyphus-Envy to last more lifetimes than I have pending; something we also won't be getting into.
Statisticians have been at their game for a long time and there are industries that rely heavily upon statistics because statistics drive the nature of their presentations and their approach. What statisticians have found about traffic norms on the internet is that very few of the visitors to a site leave a comment and that most of the time the comments are anonymous. Most of a site's visitors will NEVER leave a comment, even if they have been coming for years. If you are selling things, only a small percentage of your visitors will buy anything, UNLESS they came specifically for that reason. VERY FEW visitors will ever leave a donation and if the website owner does not harass the readers for donations, the donations will be significantly less frequent and that accounts for the relentless efforts on the parts of various webmasters to present themselves to be in dire financial straits on a regular basis, as if CRISIS MODE was their normal operating state. Interestingly, most of them continue to remain solvent and afloat and I suspect that regardless of their claims to the contrary, they are doing VERY WELL.
I know one particular webmaster who hosts a news gathering site that cries out for donations, at regular intervals, through the news feed, and at other locations on the page. Most of these sites are MONETIZED and get paid by the big traffic sites for their traffic. Of course, if you do this, you have to play by their rules and not say what they don't want you to say or... they will DE-MONETIZE you. There are more angles to all of this than I have time, space or inclination to go into.
Long ago, in the very beginning, we decided not to be about the money, EVER. We rightly presumed that if God wanted us to do this then God would take care of us and God has ALWAYS taken care of us. As materialism intensifies, MONEY becomes more and more the supreme objective. The wheels of industry need lubrication. They will stop turning without lubrication and MONEY is the lubrication. This is ALL A GAME because the same, ever watchful intelligence, is on BOTH SIDES OF the equation of Good and Evil.
The whole game of life and especially in this time of apocalypse is TO DETERMINE WHO YOU RELY ON and to what extent. That is what the trials and tribulations are all about. Many are not tried at all but THEY WERE and were found wanting. It is like testing the quality of water. Then... after the quality has been determined... then comes the refining, purifying and distilling. Life is filled with second chances and chances after that BUT the motivation to reapply oneself could well have gone missing. You can think of God as, like a harassed mother, only God is never harassed BUT God is busy in countless ways and when you appeal to God for esoteric considerations, God tosses you something for the purpose of distraction, just like a harried mother, giving you something to occupy yourself. If that doesn't work, you get something else. Usually it doesn't take too many reactions on God's part before an acceptable distraction is arrived at.
On rare occasions, someone comes along who is not satisfied with any of the distractions provided. This is the sort of person who KNOWS they will not get THE THING ITSELF, so long as one can be distracted from pursuing it, clamoring for it, praying for it. When that happens, a new scenario occurs. I call that The Waiting Game. This is to see who blinks first, you or God. Well... of course it will be you so... the best response is, "Well... I can wait as long as you can."
You're not really waiting; as if there were a legitimate time frame to wait in, because the item has to be shipped from a far port, or there are a lot of backorders. The waiting time involves you being adapted to the situation. Possession of 'the thing itself' REQUIRES that you be capable of possessing it. No matter who you are, God is working on you all the time. In the larger sense it involves the slow spiral of evolution and it is slow because a series of changes are required and most of the time these changes have to be gradual because the usual resident here could not withstand dramatic transition. A good example is the presence of God. We all have some amount of the presence of God because otherwise we would not exist, but in order for that presence to increase we have to be made capable of handling that amount.
Some of us- FOR WHATEVER THE REASON -are not satisfied with the slow and ponderous course of evolution and seek to Hothouse our evolution. This is why some small amount of us remove ourselves from the turmoil of the maddening crowd and become full-time climbers up The Magic Mountain, full-time ascetics, full-time yogis, dervishes, or others with no visible means of support in search of a confirmed certitude of invisible support. Some of these might also be involved in all sorts of mundane forms of employment, where the position has nothing to do with the usual relationship. Realized yogi, Lahiri Mahasaya was an accountant and worked for the army. Lao Tzu was a librarian. It is said that Jesus was a carpenter. These external postures of employment, no doubt had a symbolic meaning but they were incidental to the real work.
Those of us engaged in hot-housing our evolution can often live numerous lifetimes in a single go-round. None of these hot-housers are independent operators. In the present time there are a number of similar souls engaged in various pedestrian engagements and all of them waiting on their moment to arrive. We've seen little of the big changes that this apocalypse is bringing so far. That is soon going to change. At a certain point, these souls are going to be ACTIVATED and their real work will begin. All of them are employees of The Avatar and their various activations are all dependent on the proximity of The Avatar, whose presence and mission grow closer by the hour.
Parts of this posting may seem to have no connection to one another but that's fine, just take them for what they may be worth, each on their merits, should they have any (grin).
I've been putting a great deal of material up at the blogs and other locations lately and because of the sheer volume of the material, the comments have dropped off, though the visitor numbers remain the same. A reader at another site, recently took me to task for putting out so much material which required multiple readings. I had already taken note of this and so... I am now going to back away from this end of my enterprises. I don't know for how long but I suspect it will be longer than my usual moments of hiatus. Perhaps I will post podcasts and videos in this time. I shall surely attempt to finish the book; "Practicing the Presence of God" and to record the next album of songs, which is long overdue.
If... for some reason, you need to reach me personally you can do that by email, which I will insert at the end of this posting. I know that there is a percentage of you who would prefer that I keep putting up one missive after another and it is for those of you that I do this in the first place, INSOFAR as I have anything to do with any of this happening in the first place. Let's just give the whole business a breather for a bit and see what comes of that and perhaps in that time you can take the time to look more deeply into yourselves where all Wisdom and Understanding are to be found anyway. Perhaps spending some time in silence may yield results that heretofore were not as forthcoming as they may now prove to be. The Intuition is an actual utility that is available for all of us but it needs to be primed, just like a pump.
I've used this image before; I am assuming you are aware of outdoor, hand-cranked water pumps where you rock the handle up and down to draw the water forth. At first there is no water at all. Then... a small stream of rusty water will appear. You keep cranking the handle and the flow of water intensifies and begins to run clear. You can then take your hand off the lever and the water will continue to run on its own. The Intuition is very much like this and to get it really operational, you have to shut down all of the competing noise of the world that previously has drowned it out. This spiritual feature is symbolically represented by the 5th trump in The Tarot; The Hierophant.
Using that image as a meditation tool, you can activate the force and cause it to resonate out of the subconscious, where all of the archetypal images are stored. One should focus on the image for no more than 5 minutes at a time and persistent recourse to this practice could well bring about outstanding results.
Be well my friends and may the ineffable Lord of all Things, grant you illumination and sanctuary!
"The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever."
Today's Song is=
♫ Then You Let Go ♫
The cock's on the housetop blowing his horn;
The bull's in the barn a-threshing of corn;
The maids in the meadows are making of hay;
And the Pocketeers at Pocketnet are swimming away.
BEAMED FROM THE SAUCER POD BY VISIBLE AT 22:38