By now you are probably getting the sense of it. Some important parts of America gave up the ghost yesterday, and even though the previous state was a coma of some sort, and even if it was only rarely used and seldom appreciated, its absence WILL BE felt. I will admit to a degree of surprise when I see the turn it has all taken to this moment.
The false narrative is being written in real-time. Yesterday, THEY say that Trump Supporters stormed The Capitol Building. Those were Antifa in mufti, dressed to impress, or at least leave a lingering smell of something artificially injected into it in the aftermath. Something is very off about the whole process and I was most surprised by the ease of the whitewash. If ever there were something of which you could say, "The Fix is in" This would be the time.
Now... emboldened as he must be, The Creature from the Black Lagoon, the frog faced assassin from The Last Saloon, that poor excuse for what could never have been human in the first place, George Soros, is going to launch God knows what in the interim. I don't know what God has planned here, but I get the sense that the aftereffect is going to be lasting.
This is NOT how I envisioned it. I've been paying a great deal of attention since before the election, to all players visible in the foreground and the background. I've watched what has unfolded from then until now and... never before have I seen skids and wheels greased in such fashion. Even with all the evidence necessary and then some... and then some! It was brushed aside like a child's hand as it was reaching for something colorful.
I don't know where this leaves me or any of you. Not only did they steal the presidential election. They also stole both houses of Congress. Apparently, The Supreme Court had a visit from The Vet and they are now effectively neutered. I am amazed at the focus and relentless press of The Darkness as it scatters the faithless and the feckless to The High Wide and Lonesome. It can be convincingly stated now that we know who the good guys are and we know who the bad guys are, AND most especially, we now know who the cowards and traitors are, by commission and omission. It's not of any great importance to me to know the crimes, or punishment earned. That is not my department. Someone, a deal more stern than myself will be handling that.
Various thoughts come and go in my mind. I look at what is and I look at the intentions in play and I look at what I call the 'how's it going?' factor, that being the sense of it. You've seen some film once where a character says, "Something very bad happened in this house." Somewhere else you hear all sorts of things bucolic and pastoral; Arcadian even. I suppose Heaven and Hell would be something like that. I can't shake the idea that, in either case, it has to be somewhere you intended to wind up. Then again, we often don't see the poisonous thorn concealed in the flower. Often it is because we do not want to see and dismiss the consequences as rumor, or bad luck. Those who risk everything on colossally stupid objectives are seldom lacking in bravado; the bigger the front the more the depth turns to width.
I could not begin to guess what it is that God has in mind for this very much unresolved matter. I really did not expect such capitulation. These are some deeply compromised men and women. Behind the scenes, the hammer has come down on debts outstanding and The Piper is at every door. You can see how few the righteous are, BUT... it comes with the territory... power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely... I get that.
You know, I still can't shake this sense of optimism. Nothing has changed in that regard. I am mystified, even stunned at what I have seen transpiring, but... the optimism is S-t-a-b-l-e, steady as she goes. I've usually had a brave front for the face in trial. What else are you going to do? Also, I have been hearing, OFTEN, "What do you care? None of this has anything to do with you." I have no idea what that means. I've been puzzling over it, knowing that often our thoughts; the writer and the reader, resonate in accord and it brought me to this thought; even if Justice is about to be meted out, it is not a sweeping case of good and bad swept up into the same net. It is of The Individual Order.
You've heard of the two parts of yourself that are ALWAYS in some relationship with each other. In a certain tradition, they are called, The Individuality and The Personality. The one is eternal. The other is temporary. In Time of Material Darkness, The Personality becomes driven with appetite and the thirst for acquisition. It is a Hellish place. When The Individuality controls The Personality, you have Heaven on Earth, AND... since that individuality is the same in each and every one of us, it is possible for any of us. It is possible for any of us.
I don't pay a great deal of mind to the world going on in the field of play. There is the Field of Play and there is the Knower of the Field of Play. Let me just say that our problems are much smaller and simpler than we think they are and the solutions are much closer and more user friendly than one might expect at first, given that The World is a lie and a deception that makes us turn on ourselves and each other.
More and more, I am coming to see that God is everywhere and in everything in my life. The more I can see it, the more I can cooperate with it. Then... there is that ever more harmonious outcome, where all that was war before is now dance. I've seen all kinds of wars and dances. It's about levels of intentions to do good or do harm which determines the level and intensity of your fate. There you are dancing. You bump into some guy. He bumps into you and dance turns to war, especially if a romantic interest is present. It is becoming more and more clear to me that we control everything in the world around us to the extent that we control ourselves. If you live above appetite and desire, they serve you. If they live above you, you serve them. They are what are known as harsh taskmasters.
I hope I did not serve to give false hope where there is none (grin). Yikes, Visible! Let me rephrase that. I hope never to impress on the reader that they should value customs and cultures above their humanity, nor their laws, nor mores... either (great sentence structure).
The whole of it is up in the air this moment. I sincerely wonder about the sheer incomprehensibility of it all. What do you do when the whole world begins to reshape itself in front of you (and you are not on Acid) and it is demanding recognition for what it tells you it is. I will laugh right at it and go on with what I had been doing prior to. All will not do the same as me. For many, it is going to have a sinister and compelling nature. For some, it will be an object of Fear. For some... well, I could go on and on.
We've all heard about Einstein's relativity, energy is mass squared at the speed of whatever it takes. There are other equations, timeless in application. One of them has to do with No One and Nothing having any power over you but what you give it. This is ESPECIALLY true if you surrender all before the throne of ALL POWER ahead of time. It's a little detail. I thought it might be of interest.
It's all theater, you see? Literally, it is a movie filming itself due to the power of that everlasting light that shed its blood for the purpose of fueling that age of discovery. AND now? We are passing through the door into the next age of discovery. In this movie, you get to play your part. You don't get to adjust and tailor your circumstances when it has to do with Karmic debts outstanding, BUT... there is a way of managing that. It involves letting someone else manage it; someone who knows what they are doing, unlike me and you. So... if you hand it all over to The Ruling Authority, you might get sent down to the boiler room, or the mailroom, or the casting couch. That is the somewhere you start at as a soul on probation. When you prove yourself as a workman worthy of the hire, well...
At some point, that soul on probation becomes an accepted disciple. It goes on from there. It goes on in the opposite direction too. Like I say, you got to walk it either way. It might have looked more alluring and intriguing when the light was different and you were dancing with all those shades of gray... but the ground underfoot changes. It can go from lawns to fields to wide deserts and hardscrabble life in a quickness. The Powers of Light (actually, the Power of Light) are ALWAYS and ALWAYS in command of The Darkness and all that is not of The Light.
I suspect you are going to see a few sights shortly. May you find the sanctuary of The Lord Within.
Visible's Neglected discourses from The First Church of the Presence of God are here.