Today, instead of a Petri dish we are going to employ Petri Potpourri. This is when we make a posting Jambalaya of thoughts and images, experiences and events that have crossed the screen of Visible's attention, across the suspension bridge attention span, that goes from focus to object to identification, which is the appearance that was shaped by my mind, in its focus contact with the object of attention, as the focus of attention shifts from one thing after another, just as it does in the minds of everyone in possession of one.
Out of confusion, clarity. That is visible's answer to E Pluribus Unum or... "out of the many, one." In essence, what we are saying is that it is our hope that out of this potpourri, there might appear a singular unifying chord of consistency in these seemingly disparate items.
First off and here is a wonder, for some reason, this season, the peaches taste great. For years now, peaches have been going downhill. I have not had a decent peach in years. This year is different. I should point out that peaches 'were' among my favorite comestibles and at the very pinnacle was the California Freestone Peach. You cannot find a Freestone Peach any more and that has been the case for decades. I suppose if you are in the neighborhood of their origin, you might get lucky ...but otherwise, nyet. This is because of the Japanese. For the Japanese, the California Freestone, like the Japanese Pear, is a spiritual item and they will pay whatever the freight may be for these peaches. Therefore, they have purchased the entire crop of Freestones for some time now.
There are gourmands and then there are the Japanese. You see this in their beef. You see this in the Sushi. You see this in what they will pay for their coffee. I imagine a lot of Civet inspired, cat scat coffee gets consumed there. They have coffee shops and... mind you, price wise, I am hearkening back several decades to when I first heard of them, where you can pay $40.00 a cup for the coffee (no doubt much more now). In this case, it is not just about the quality of the coffee but about the quality of the customer. Certain people don't want to hang out with you, unless you can afford what the rest of them are drinking.
While we are on the subject of food. It was also decades ago when I heard Guru Bawa say that cannibalism was going to become epidemic and that when that happened you would know we were in End Times. Then the Avatar comes (he didn't say that, I did). Once again I am reminded of Krishna's words from the Bhagavad Gita-
"Whenever dharma declines and the purpose of life is forgotten, I manifest myself on earth. I am born in every age to protect the good, to destroy evil, and to reestablish dharma."
Along the lines of cannibalism, with a dash of extra crazy, we get this glorious demonstration of it. That said, take a gander at this. I should point out as well that there are indications children are being eaten, for different reasons, in various locales. There are also deranged individuals who think themselves vampires, as well as people who think themselves vampire food. You can easily find evidence of this, or anything I mention, by looking for it. I don't say something unless I've seen at least three independent examples and have sourced the legitimacy to my satisfaction.
It takes little more than cursory inquiry to see that there is a pandemic of insanity, making the rounds of the whole of the Earth. If you are inquisitive enough and delve deeper, you will find indications of a great many, very bent people. Then it is that you should inform yourself that if this is what you see and hear about; how much more of the iceberg are you not seeing? Crazy is now a fashion statement, where people are going to any length to increase the attention upon themselves, in the hope that it will increase their celebrity. We are now to refer to this non entity as 'they' and 'them'. He isn't sure who he is so he now has to refer to himself in multiple personality speak (why not Legion?). If he doesn't know who he is, I assuredly am even less well equipped to know, so I will call him 'it'. I do take exception to him wanting to be 'VISIBLE'.
Moving right along... what would a Petri Potpourri be without some mention of Sex? Let us consider what Mikhael Aivanhov had to say about the matter. He said, (not verbatim) "If we knew who shows up to have lunch while we are having sex, we would be very careful about what thoughts passed in our mind while we were so engaged." If we had the bandwidth needed we would see space all round us populated indeed and often with things best left unseen.
When I was younger, my hunger for God was much stronger than my hunger for girls. Through the years and the intensity of moments in which I was engaged, that concentration and focus led to an extraordinary Kundalini experience that lasted at intensity for several years. Inevitably I was integrated back into the dance of life, thrown into the cauldron of sensory experience and it involved extended intoxications of every kind. I hope and pray I never have to go through that again. I suppose it had to happen. Now that is in the past and it was only through the power and grace of my sadguru that I survived it all. In the process I learned a few things about energy vampires; succubi and incubi. I learned a few things about entities like the Semen Demon. The Semen Demon is present everywhere boys and men are masturbating. By now, you could say that the Semen Demon, Mammon and a number of others have the energies to materialize at will. There is an army of darkness outside the bandwidth of ordinary human sight. The same is true of the servants of light.
There are those who possess extended bandwidth and know about the spiritual war and the harvesting of souls and who are employed by one faction or the other. As for those who cannot see, many are controlled through their subconscious without being aware of it, except indirectly where sexual, as well as other, attractions are expressed and the individual is left with a deep and lingering sense of regret afterwards. During occasions when I was incarcerated, sometimes among people facing decades behind bars, it came to my attention that MANY OF THEM did not even remember having committed the crimes they were accused of, or otherwise, what created the urge in them. In many cases, alcohol and other intoxicants were present, as accelerants for infernal behavior.
Here is something I have known about for a very long time, ever since Meth became a feature in the recreational drug community. Meth creates a particular head-space, similar to Cocaine, in that it makes evil and depraved behavior attractive and inviting. Meth is lower end and more raw and both give a frantic energy to the behavior of the one using it. Meth lasts longer, depending on how you ingest it. It most certainly creates an 'uncaring of consequences' mindset. People have committed many gruesome crimes on this chemical. What proponents of gay and other alt-sex practices never mention is the accumulating sense of guilt and self loathing that comes out of it. It creates a despairing attitude, nihilistic perspective and a sense of certainty that you are going to catch HIV anyway so there's no point in worrying about it. Now with the latest drug cocktails, people don't die anymore, so long as they take the medications.
My friend (Long dead now from AIDS) took me to the most intense and subterranean gay clubs in NYC. He was the doorman at one of the top dance clubs in the city (Harrahs), so he got in everywhere and knew about everywhere and everything in the city. I saw things that you don't want to hear about and- trust me- what goes on in these places is worse than you imagine. NO ONE is going to convince me that those lifestyles are anywhere near; not even on the same planet as Normal or Sane, no way, no how. It was all like a vision into Hell. It made me think of the world's end and the twisted natures of those who had left their humanity, somewhere on the road behind them.
I feel like the passengers in the other car, trying to tell Steve Martin and John Candy that they are 'going the wrong way'.
For whatever the reason, people have to learn the hard way, through bitter experience, about the error of their path. I've had my share of this and that is why I am so impassioned and driven, concerning the wonderland of salvation, that is the fruit of a transformed awareness, visited upon the truly repentant and formerly lost. God is all about second chances but there does come a time when one has exceeded their allowance of Grace for that lifetime. This can happen over and over and over and over and over and over again. Personally, I quit. I throw up my hands and... throw myself upon the mercy of the Court of the Everlasting Ineffable. How can I possibly communicate the degree of my gratitude, at the vast and immeasurable reaches of the compassion of God? My days are filled with everlasting thanks and serious reflection; not to mention, remembrance. Memory is one of the greatest powers for the attainment of Self Realization.
105 readers of the blogs have come and signed up at Pocketnet. When I look at the visitor stats, over the course of a week, somewhere between 3,000 and 10,000 visitors come by for each blog posting. There are, of course, repeat visitors but still... the numbers have been consistent. They were far greater once but... all's well that ends better. Now I wish to apologize to those that I invited to Pocketnet and who may be experiencing 'buyer's remorse', although it cost nothing but their time.
I know that some of you are put off by the coarse nature of some of the inhabitants, the testosterone overload, the refugees from the Bruce Springsteen song, "Glory Days", the trolls and bots and assorted dysfunctional. On the other hand, I assure you there are jewels to be found and information I have acquired NOWHERE ELSE. I discovered this fellow at Pocketnet and he comments on conditions in China, as well as other places. He has a very intuitive awareness about him.
You have to know who to follow and who to ignore. It is like the world we move through every day, except in this case, you can get lucky every now and again. I think the odds are better anyway. To accomplish this requires a certain amount of preliminary exposure to the crass, the stupid, the self fellating and no small amount of individuals who exist as a performing satire upon themselves, without knowing about it.
I LOVE these ladies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that I also found at Pocketnet.
You have to pick through the garbage in the bins. Sometimes you find real jewels. Just watching these ladies smile and interact with each other, gladdened my day considerably. I felt an instant rising of love in my heart, from witnessing the obvious love they all felt for one another; (Yeah... I didn't miss the double entendre about the rising. Not funny guys.) These ladies are seriously lovely people and give me hope and renew my faith in the heartland. I can't tell you how moved I was just to watch them. I know the golden age IS going to come and here is one more example of how and why.
So... take or leave Pocketnet as may be your inclination but... there are many useful and teaching links to be found there. I found this Herbalist Lady. And there are sharp intellects who tell you how to get rid of SPAM and other things. There are a good dozen more people besides the ones I've just grabbed out of recent contact. You have to wade through the swamp to find the terra firma. Okay... I'll say no more.